"Is he here yet?", Tadashi asked, unraveling the scarf from his neck. You all of a sudden noticed how strikingly similar everyone, with the exception of the cab driver, looked. They all had almost the same head shape, and the shapes of their eyes were also similar, other than Tadashi, whose eyes were a bit lighter.
"Ah wait I think he said 6:06 not 5:06.", the cab driver said, scratching the side of his head.
"You just wanted an excuse to yell at us didn't you?", Tadashi frowned, quickly grabbing the cab driver's arm, and bending waywardly, making the arm make a snapping sound.
"GOD DAMN IT TADASHI I WANTED TO KEEP THIS LOOK FOR A WHILE!", the cab driver whined, before sighing, and lifting the broken hand with his non-broken one. In less than the blink of an eye, there was a completely different person standing in front of you. Your eyes widened as you saw how much the cab driver's appearance had changed. He became shorter by a few inches, and his eyes and hair color changed, making him look much more similar to the others.
"I think you scared y/n-san.", Chikara laughed. You quickly try and make your expressions neutral, just as the door swung open, making your eyes go wide open again. Your feet almost gave out from underneath you, but you quickly regained your balance.
"Y/n! It sure has been a while!", your uncle grinned, walking towards you with his hands opened, probably expecting to embrace you.
You scoff under your breath. A while? It's been over a decade. A hellish decade. Gambling between the loans your father took to support you both, and the amount of jobs you worked for at a time to help him, your uncle was no where to even offer moral support for you both. Your uncle used to be one of your favorite people, someone you'd confide to in any situation. He had even bought you your first pair of gloves. But after he left your life, the love soon turned into a raging hatred.
"No hug? Fine understandable.", your uncle frowned, turning to Tadashi. "I saw the dust in the other room."
"IT WASN'T MY FAULT! I WAS BEING RUSHED SO I DIDN'T HAVE TIME TO DO EVERYTHING! AND THE IV BAG WAS HALF WAY FULL BECAUSE SOMEBODY-", Tadashi immediately started complaining, but stopping as soon as your uncle put up his hand.
"But technically Toge didn't do the rats!", Chikara said, trying the defend Tadashi.
"Toge why the hell are you snitching on yourself? I know-", your uncle started but got interrupted by the cab driver.
"That's Chikara not Toge.", he said, making your uncle furrow his eyebrows in confusion.
"You guys should go get plastic surgery or something I can't tell you apart! Why did I even hire siblings..", he answered, rubbing his forehead.
"We already stopped referring to each other as -chan because apparently our 'names were just too similar'", Toge responded, sending glares towards Chikara for snitching on him.
"Fine fine if you must.", your uncle waved his hand, before turning to you.
"So y/n! Let's get down to business shall we?"
"Yes what is it? Do you want to perhaps finally help me at last? Oh wait I'm afraid it's too late, sorry but I'm sure I can manage on my own like I've been doing for a little over 2 years now!", you say, your tone very sarcastic.
"There's no need to be so rude! But I would like to know why you're looking into the case of your dad!", he says.
"Why do you wanna know? Do you have something to do with it?", you ask, crossing your arms.
"No I swear I don't! I was just curious! He was my dear brother after all!", he said, putting his hands in the air, signaling for Chikara, Toge, Tadashi, and the cab driver to leave the room, and they quickly left.
"If he was so dear to you then why didn't you turn up to his funeral? Or even at least try and support him when his wife left, and he was in literal jumbles trying to support himself and his daughter?", you ask, not letting your uncle get even a breath in.
"Look I wasn't in the right shape myself! I didn't want to make anything worse. And I started this whole criminal thing after your mom left. Your father barely wanted anything to do with me. I couldn't even offer a little bit of my gift to help. He always had so much hope on yours."
That was a jab in the heart for you. Your uncle could manipulate inanimate objects, making them move and do chores. It made you want your gift to be more powerful when you were little, making you throw tantrums and refusing to wear your gloves. Your dad felt some pity on you and banned your uncle from using his gift around you.
"How did you find out I was investigating the case? You don't even know where I live!", you ask, trying not to imagine that your uncle had known where you were staying and just chose not to stop by and check on you.
"Ah well, I sent a couple people to rob a bank for me and one of them got caught. Luckily he was only put down for a suspect so I could bail him out of there. When I went to bail him out I figured out that you had come."
"That doesn't explain why he was using my dad's name.", you say, wanting answers.
"Ah well I don't let anyone who works under me use their real names, they pick their own fake names. Enzo happened to want to use your dads name since they were fairly close, and that's that. We give them fake jobs as well.", you uncle said, making everything in your head start to slowly click together.
"Wait so-", you start but get interrupted.
"I hate to break up this family thing going on, but does anyone else hear that?", the cab driver interrupted, entering the room.
You strain your ears to try and hear whatever he was talking about. You start to hear the faintest rumbles coming surprisingly closer and closer to the room.
"I think I hear it-", you say, but get interrupted again by a loud crash. You jump, seeing that one of the walls in the room was now broken.
"CASTAWAYS WE ARE CASTAWAYS!", Ranpo sang, entering the room, with Kenji and Dazai.
"Do you always have to make such an entrance?", you laughed, relieved to see them.
"Of-", Ranpo started, making eye contact with you, but quickly stopped and turned away.
"He's been singing that all the way here.", Dazai said, before turning to the cab driver, and sending his arm out to take a swing at him.
"Is this an agency thing? Being so impulsive all the time?", the cab driver asked, holding Dazai's hand, stopping Dazai from hitting him.
"Y/n-san just doesn't know how to work around the system. But the rest of us do.", Dazai shrugged, hitting Tadashi, who had run over to help his brother, in the side, sending him to the ground.
"Cliche.", the cab driver frowned.
"Ah don't worry he won't die.", Kenji assured everyone, picking up Tadashi's almost limp body and throwing him to the side.
"What a turn of events!", your uncle exclaimed, his eyes following Ranpo as he paced the room.
"Where are Chikara and Toge?", the cab driver asked, looking at Tadashi again.
"In the same condition in the other room.", Ranpo replied, stopping directly in front of your uncle.
Your uncle's face slowly started to grow into a grin as he looked at a painting in the room.
"RANPO-", you yell running towards him, hoping to deflect the painting which was about to be flung towards his head.
"Don't worry y/n-san! We have it under control!", Dazai said, standing behind your uncle, holding to fingers against his neck. Your uncle's grin faded away when he realized his gift wasn't working.
"Alright cough up whatever you want to, we'll be taking y/n-chan and leaving if you have nothing to say.", Ranpo said, putting a hand on your uncle's shoulder.
"Well y/n you seem to be far off well.", your uncle gave you a wry smile.
"Thank you for noticing.", you nod, smiling a little.
"I think my time's up in that case. Have a good life y/n, take care. I'm sorry.", your uncle said, his face turning soft, looking like the uncle you knew so long ago.
"What do you- WAIT STOP-", your voice quickly changed as you were suddenly pulled towards him. Your hand was being grabbed by your uncle's bare hand. His bare hand. Right in front of your eyes, he faded away. You stared at the pile of dust on the ground.
You couldn't do anything. He was gone. Gone right before your eyes. But for some reason, you didn't feel sad. Tears didn't spring to your eyes. You had only seen your uncle for one day in years, but for some reason, it was like you had been seeing him for years. For some reason, even though he was gone, he was still there. You and him were both castaways. Stranded alone to fend for yourselves. You and him were in it only for each other. But he didn't have the courage to say so until the end.
a/n: WAHH THAT WAS HELLA RUSHED IM SORRY AHJSD BUT HEY I HOPE U ENJOYED THIS CHAPTER!! school is over for this year so do be expecting more frequent chapters!! tysm for sticking through and dealing with my bullshit !! i hope you enjoyed this chapter, and ill see you next chapter! bye bye lyy stay safe ('▽'ʃ♡ƪ)