p style="text-align: center;"strong style="color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-center; background-color: #fffffa;""How about a game with me? Will you entrust yourself to destiny?"br /"Completely fed up with you, I have no idea what goes through your mind." /strongbr style="color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-center; background-color: #fffffa;" /br style="color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-center; background-color: #fffffa;" /p
div style="color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" align="left" It wasn't often that Dazai and Kunikida would walk into a bar. The place was surrounded and filled with much tougher looking men than the brunette and the blonde combined but yet, they didn't come here to start a fight with any of these men. In fact, Kunikida had no idea what Dazai had wanted from this bar, it wasn't like either of them drank often and even when they did, they surely didn't do it around each other. Kunikida watched Dazai walk across the building with confidence only to stop at the bar where a single person was sitting. Taking a good look at the person, Dazai simply smiled knowing full well who it was that he had walked up to. As your name left his lips, you turned to look up at Dazai and his partner in crime smirking. Kunikida could only question how he even knew such a woman to begin with. You continued to smirk up at the both of them as you crossed one leg over the others, causing your already too short skirt to slip up just a bit and reveal even more leg than necessary. You set your shot glass down while carefully slipping the cigarette from your plush, pink lips while continuing to look up at Dazai from behind the lens of your glasses. Puffing out smoke directly into his face, he hardly flinched and when you didn't get the reaction you wanted, all you could do was scoff. As you stood from your seat at the bar and shoved the cigarette into the ashtray in order to put it out, you suddenly walked off with Dazai following in tow. All Kunikida was watch in confusion and simply follow. br /br /
div align="center"strong"Between me and your hobby, which is more important? Yes, I'm being this blunt." br /"You say our views are different, but can't you understand my feelings for once?" /strongbr /br /
div align="left" Things had seemed so calm in the bar, yet after a few minutes had passed and everyone had stepped outside, two guns were drawn. One from you pointed at Dazai and one from Kunikida now pointed at you. The brunette raised his hand to let Kunikida know he was in no real danger and, he reluctantly put his weapon down. br /br /
div align="center"strong"You should be die. Do not deceive me."br /"Fall into the hell. This is the end, isn't it?"br /"Shoot head with gun. I've cocked my gun, so farewell." /strongbr /br /
div align="left" You simply pulled the revolver close to your chest as you opened the chamber and shoved a single bullet into it before closing it up and giving it a good spin. Pulling the gun up to the side of your head, you pulled the hammer before plucking the trigger and a soft click could be heard, signaling that the compartment it had first landed in was empty. You soon repeated the action only to point it at Dazai. Another 'click' to signal his own safety. Dazai simply stared at you for a while with that same smile on his face while you scowled in anger. What a disgusting, calculating /br /
div align="center"strong"Spin the Russian roulette. It will shoot right through your head."br /"If my feelings will never reach you, then your very existence is a nuisance."br /"Once you have spun the Russian roulette, what kind of expression will you put on?"br /"As a breeze softly blows by, that dapper smile of yours is rather annoying." /strongbr /br /
div align="left" The game went on for about three more times before it was his turn. Your ability didn't make this game hard. Lady Luck everyone called you and your power. Oh, how this used to be your favorite game to play before you found out why you normally won. Why didn't this man ever turn off your ability when playing? Maybe then it would be more exciting. You shifted the gun just a bit to the side when pulling the trigger for the last time that night, a final shot ringing throughout the air and all Dazai could do was watch you with that same expression on his face that pissed you off. Giving a huff and putting the gun away in your jacket, you simply walked past him and back into the bar. You always hesitated, he knew this and you hated how he played you. When would your heart just finally give in or give up? Opening the door and stopping, just before you were completely in the door, you turned to the two of them while looking at the brunette. strong"Since you're nothing more than a brainless scum, why are you still alive? You always seem to be in high spirit, so are you just going ignore my feelings?" /strongyou asked suddenly, making him just a bit aware of your feelings. Dazai looked up at you as he became puzzled by your words, leaving you satisfied before you walked back into the bar and shut the /br /
div align="center"strong"You should be die. You lied again."br /"Fall into the hell. I can tell just from your face."br /"Shoot head with gun. I pretend not to notice, but I can't forgive again." /strongbr /br /
div align="left" It had been days since that last encounter, however, it didn't take long for the Port Mafia to show up and decide to take the both of you by surprise and have you locked up beside each other. Your cheek hurt as you began recalling the events, having been walking home from your daily visit to the bar for one drink and smoke till you got jumped. Recalling the memory caused your mind to surge with pain, while at the same time one of the men who had jumped you looked a bit amused as he had about two other guys with him to ensure his safety while he suddenly cut you and Dazai free. You were tempted to punch him square in the face but your ability wasn't offensive and you were pretty sure your ass would get killed if you moved wrong. One of them seemed to order Dazai to cut off your ability before handing you a /br /
div align="center"strong"Spin the Russian roulette. It will shoot right through your head."br /"I don't think I'm the one at fault. You hold full responsibility."br /"Even if you spin the Russian roulette, I can no longer be comforted."br /"I didn't wish for this kind of development, but I don't want to speak my true feelings." /strongbr /br /
div align="left" You looked down at it before looking at them a bit puzzled by what they wanted you to do before you checked the chamber and noticed a single bullet. You did well to hide it, but if Dazai had truly cut off your power then there was a high risk of you getting shot this time around when playing the game which scared you. Sighing, you gave it a good spin before shutting the chamber. Having never been able to tell him of your true feelings worried you but maybe you'd be lucky if you both got reincarnated after this? Pressing the gun to your head, you pulled the trigger and felt your body shake with relief when the soft 'click' resounding in your ears before handing the gun over to /br /
div align="center"strong"You should die. Am I selfish?"br /"Fall into the hell. I love you wholeheartedly."br /"Shoot head with gun. I have no regrets. Now let's be on our way." /strongbr /br /
div align="left"His face was expressionless and he showed no smile this time compared to his first visit days ago. Yet, without that cocky smile of his, you didn't know if everything would work out in the end. That's how he always did it, he gave you that same annoying ass smirk or irritating smile to let you know that he knew things would be okay. He knew you would never pull the actual trigger on him but he was expressionless this time. Why did him, looking so calm like nothing was wrong with the situation, scare you so much more than the men who could kill you? After he pulled the trigger against his head, he looked at you and held the gun out to you. You could see it in his eyes, the pity and the small fear. He knew the next shot was going to be your last before he suddenly gave you that quick little smile and you knew..br /br /
div align="center"strong"Once you have spun the Russian roulette, you smile at me."br /"Then, you hand me the trigger, as I accept your determination." /strongbr /br /
div align="left" Stealing a small glance off to the side to see the dark smiling faces of the Port Mafia, you smirked and took the gun from him, no longer feeling scared which didn't please the men who were watching in amusement. You suddenly tilted your head down to make it look like you muttering some sort of prayer or hold back tears while you actually scanned the room with your eyes quite quickly through the locks of your /br /
div align="center"strong"Spin the Russian roulette. It will shoot right through my head."br /"I probably didn't hate you. Thank you for all our past memories."br /"Loved by Russian roulette, this is as far as I can go."br /"With strength, my finger pulls the trigger. Well then, see you in the next life." /strongbr /br /
div align="left" Carefully raising your hands to wipe away the fake tears you never truly shed, you carefully raised your hand with the gun to your head, shutting your eyes and thinking quietly. You looked up at them and chuckled, quickly shifting your hand to point up and pull the trigger at the only light source in the room to darken your surroundings, causing yells of anger and annoyance to ring out. Dazai quickly tackled you and kept your head down low and covered with his trench coat in order to darken the two fo you and blend in with the inky blackness now shrouding the room. Both of you worked quick, him managing to take out two out of three of the men while you reloaded the gun. Managing to see well even in such a black room, you casually walked over to the man who had tripped and was now on the floor. Pulling out you're lighter from your bra, you flicked it on while pointing the now completely loaded gun down at his /br /
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div style="color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" align="left" It wasn't often that Dazai and Kunikida would walk into a bar. The place was surrounded and filled with much tougher looking men than the brunette and the blonde combined but yet, they didn't come here to start a fight with any of these men. In fact, Kunikida had no idea what Dazai had wanted from this bar, it wasn't like either of them drank often and even when they did, they surely didn't do it around each other. Kunikida watched Dazai walk across the building with confidence only to stop at the bar where a single person was sitting. Taking a good look at the person, Dazai simply smiled knowing full well who it was that he had walked up to. As your name left his lips, you turned to look up at Dazai and his partner in crime smirking. Kunikida could only question how he even knew such a woman to begin with. You continued to smirk up at the both of them as you crossed one leg over the others, causing your already too short skirt to slip up just a bit and reveal even more leg than necessary. You set your shot glass down while carefully slipping the cigarette from your plush, pink lips while continuing to look up at Dazai from behind the lens of your glasses. Puffing out smoke directly into his face, he hardly flinched and when you didn't get the reaction you wanted, all you could do was scoff. As you stood from your seat at the bar and shoved the cigarette into the ashtray in order to put it out, you suddenly walked off with Dazai following in tow. All Kunikida was watch in confusion and simply follow. br /br /
div align="center"strong"Between me and your hobby, which is more important? Yes, I'm being this blunt." br /"You say our views are different, but can't you understand my feelings for once?" /strongbr /br /
div align="left" Things had seemed so calm in the bar, yet after a few minutes had passed and everyone had stepped outside, two guns were drawn. One from you pointed at Dazai and one from Kunikida now pointed at you. The brunette raised his hand to let Kunikida know he was in no real danger and, he reluctantly put his weapon down. br /br /
div align="center"strong"You should be die. Do not deceive me."br /"Fall into the hell. This is the end, isn't it?"br /"Shoot head with gun. I've cocked my gun, so farewell." /strongbr /br /
div align="left" You simply pulled the revolver close to your chest as you opened the chamber and shoved a single bullet into it before closing it up and giving it a good spin. Pulling the gun up to the side of your head, you pulled the hammer before plucking the trigger and a soft click could be heard, signaling that the compartment it had first landed in was empty. You soon repeated the action only to point it at Dazai. Another 'click' to signal his own safety. Dazai simply stared at you for a while with that same smile on his face while you scowled in anger. What a disgusting, calculating /br /
div align="center"strong"Spin the Russian roulette. It will shoot right through your head."br /"If my feelings will never reach you, then your very existence is a nuisance."br /"Once you have spun the Russian roulette, what kind of expression will you put on?"br /"As a breeze softly blows by, that dapper smile of yours is rather annoying." /strongbr /br /
div align="left" The game went on for about three more times before it was his turn. Your ability didn't make this game hard. Lady Luck everyone called you and your power. Oh, how this used to be your favorite game to play before you found out why you normally won. Why didn't this man ever turn off your ability when playing? Maybe then it would be more exciting. You shifted the gun just a bit to the side when pulling the trigger for the last time that night, a final shot ringing throughout the air and all Dazai could do was watch you with that same expression on his face that pissed you off. Giving a huff and putting the gun away in your jacket, you simply walked past him and back into the bar. You always hesitated, he knew this and you hated how he played you. When would your heart just finally give in or give up? Opening the door and stopping, just before you were completely in the door, you turned to the two of them while looking at the brunette. strong"Since you're nothing more than a brainless scum, why are you still alive? You always seem to be in high spirit, so are you just going ignore my feelings?" /strongyou asked suddenly, making him just a bit aware of your feelings. Dazai looked up at you as he became puzzled by your words, leaving you satisfied before you walked back into the bar and shut the /br /
div align="center"strong"You should be die. You lied again."br /"Fall into the hell. I can tell just from your face."br /"Shoot head with gun. I pretend not to notice, but I can't forgive again." /strongbr /br /
div align="left" It had been days since that last encounter, however, it didn't take long for the Port Mafia to show up and decide to take the both of you by surprise and have you locked up beside each other. Your cheek hurt as you began recalling the events, having been walking home from your daily visit to the bar for one drink and smoke till you got jumped. Recalling the memory caused your mind to surge with pain, while at the same time one of the men who had jumped you looked a bit amused as he had about two other guys with him to ensure his safety while he suddenly cut you and Dazai free. You were tempted to punch him square in the face but your ability wasn't offensive and you were pretty sure your ass would get killed if you moved wrong. One of them seemed to order Dazai to cut off your ability before handing you a /br /
div align="center"strong"Spin the Russian roulette. It will shoot right through your head."br /"I don't think I'm the one at fault. You hold full responsibility."br /"Even if you spin the Russian roulette, I can no longer be comforted."br /"I didn't wish for this kind of development, but I don't want to speak my true feelings." /strongbr /br /
div align="left" You looked down at it before looking at them a bit puzzled by what they wanted you to do before you checked the chamber and noticed a single bullet. You did well to hide it, but if Dazai had truly cut off your power then there was a high risk of you getting shot this time around when playing the game which scared you. Sighing, you gave it a good spin before shutting the chamber. Having never been able to tell him of your true feelings worried you but maybe you'd be lucky if you both got reincarnated after this? Pressing the gun to your head, you pulled the trigger and felt your body shake with relief when the soft 'click' resounding in your ears before handing the gun over to /br /
div align="center"strong"You should die. Am I selfish?"br /"Fall into the hell. I love you wholeheartedly."br /"Shoot head with gun. I have no regrets. Now let's be on our way." /strongbr /br /
div align="left"His face was expressionless and he showed no smile this time compared to his first visit days ago. Yet, without that cocky smile of his, you didn't know if everything would work out in the end. That's how he always did it, he gave you that same annoying ass smirk or irritating smile to let you know that he knew things would be okay. He knew you would never pull the actual trigger on him but he was expressionless this time. Why did him, looking so calm like nothing was wrong with the situation, scare you so much more than the men who could kill you? After he pulled the trigger against his head, he looked at you and held the gun out to you. You could see it in his eyes, the pity and the small fear. He knew the next shot was going to be your last before he suddenly gave you that quick little smile and you knew..br /br /
div align="center"strong"Once you have spun the Russian roulette, you smile at me."br /"Then, you hand me the trigger, as I accept your determination." /strongbr /br /
div align="left" Stealing a small glance off to the side to see the dark smiling faces of the Port Mafia, you smirked and took the gun from him, no longer feeling scared which didn't please the men who were watching in amusement. You suddenly tilted your head down to make it look like you muttering some sort of prayer or hold back tears while you actually scanned the room with your eyes quite quickly through the locks of your /br /
div align="center"strong"Spin the Russian roulette. It will shoot right through my head."br /"I probably didn't hate you. Thank you for all our past memories."br /"Loved by Russian roulette, this is as far as I can go."br /"With strength, my finger pulls the trigger. Well then, see you in the next life." /strongbr /br /
div align="left" Carefully raising your hands to wipe away the fake tears you never truly shed, you carefully raised your hand with the gun to your head, shutting your eyes and thinking quietly. You looked up at them and chuckled, quickly shifting your hand to point up and pull the trigger at the only light source in the room to darken your surroundings, causing yells of anger and annoyance to ring out. Dazai quickly tackled you and kept your head down low and covered with his trench coat in order to darken the two fo you and blend in with the inky blackness now shrouding the room. Both of you worked quick, him managing to take out two out of three of the men while you reloaded the gun. Managing to see well even in such a black room, you casually walked over to the man who had tripped and was now on the floor. Pulling out you're lighter from your bra, you flicked it on while pointing the now completely loaded gun down at his /br /
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