Puppeteer (BSD characters X Reader)

▧ Chapter 1 | Where Am I ▧

It was a cold windy night. The street lamp was lit dimly. The streets were busy with people walking around, chatting and laughing with each other.

You were walking slowly along the street as you're really tired and also in pain. You were in your pyjama and you looked really untidy. There's even blood stain on your shirt. Your wound was hurting badly.

"It hurts."

You went to an isolated dark lane and sat down leaning against the wall. You couldn't walk anymore and felt like sleeping at the same time. Your eyes were closing by itself. 'I guess this is how my life ends. How pity.'

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You opened your eyes and sat up. You were puzzled. You could have sworn that you're at a lonely street last night. But now you're in a place that looks like a hospital (or maybe it is) and sleeping on a comfy bed. You were still using your pyjama. It had no blood stains at all.

You went down from the bed and walked around. It was an infirmary room. You could see bottles of medicines in the cupboard. It looks like there were no doctors or nurse at all. Well, maybe they're having a break.

You went to the window and stared at the outside. The place was a complete alien to you.

"Where the hell am I?" You raised your eyebrow. Just then, the sound of the door opening was heard.

"A-Ah! Miss, you-you shouldn't move around yet," voice of a nervous teenage boy was heard and you looked at him.

He has light grey hair with loose spikes with the left lock long, a combination of purple and yellow eyes. He was wearing a white button up with the sleeves pushed, a loose black tie, black pants, fingerless gloves and a belt combo with a long stretch of the belt dangling loose from the buckle.

"Who are you? And where am I?" You asked him as you went to the bed again to sit to calm him down.

"Me? I'm Nakajima Atsushi. And you're at the Arms Detective Agency."

"Arms Detective Agency? What's that?"

"Eh?" The guy was surprised. "Uh... It's a agency where we detectives will take on any cases that are too risky for the police."

Your mouth had became a complete round shape while nodding. 'This detectives must have an ability to solve risky case.' You thought to yourself.

"Oh, and thank you for saving me. I'm [l/n] [y/n] by the way. Sorry for not introducing myself earlier."

"No no it's okay"

"Atsushi, I'm in your debt. I will repay you one day. But I have to leave now," you stood up, bowed at him and straight to the door.

"I don't think so, [y/n]-chan," a guy with dark brown hair and a tan trench coat over a black vest and light blue dress shirt stood at the entrance. He had bandages wrapped at his hands and even neck. His hand was placed at his hip while smirking. His face and voice was somehow familiar to you.

"H- how did you know my name?"

"More importantly," he walked to you and closed his eyes before opening it again with cheerful ones. "Would you like to have a double suicide with me?" He was kneeling down as if he was proposing to you.

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"What?" You looked at the suicidal maniac with a confused look.

"Ah- [l/n]-san, just ignore this guy, okay?" Atsushi said while hushing the weird man with his hands.

"Okay.....?" You answered it more like a question. Atsushi suddenly dragged the weird man to a corner and whispered some things.

"Um... Since I don't have any purpose here, I'll take my le-" your words were cut off by a loud slamming sound of the door opening. There was a blond haired man with glasses and an angry face stood at the door. He had a yellow vest with dark colored dress shirt underneath that matched his pants. He looked so angry that he can burst in any second. He looked at you making you flinched before he marched towards the two boys.

"DAZAI!!! GIVE ME BACK MY WALLET!!!" the angry man finally burst while pulling the weird man's collar back and forth, violently.

"Eh? What do you mean?" the weird man that was known as Dazai, asked innocently while sneaking his hand to take out the wallet from his coat and secretly put it in the angry man's pocket. But Dazai's grip was not strong enough and it fell on Atsushi.

"Oh my, Kunikida-kun, look at Atsushi. He was holding your wallet all along," Dazai tried to cover his mistake.

"E-EHHH!!! No-"Atsushi was shivering so badly as the guy known as Kunikida, glared at him. You mentally pitied Atsushi for his bad luck.

~time skip as Kunikida attacked Atsushi and Dazai while you're sitting at the bed again, enjoying the comedy~

While Dazai and Atsushi were still in trouble, you quickly snapped yourself back to reality and hopped down the bed. Silently, you walked out from the room and out of the building.

'Dazai... The name sounds familiar too.' You thought as you wandered aimlessly around the street. Realizing that you're in your pyjama, you decided to go home. But there's only one problem

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Which is

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You don't remember where your abode is.

"There you are, puppeteer," a man with black hair with white ends and using mostly black that was standing a few metres away from you, said.

"Akuta..gawa?"