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May the Stars Shine Upon Us

Summary:

Dazai doubts his capability of being a good person, and whether he belongs in the ADA.

ADA week Day 1: Sleepless nights

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The ticking of the clock was the only thing Dazai could hear. Most of the residents of the complex were asleep, which made sense at 3 am. Dazai tried to sleep, he really did. But all he could think of was Oda, and how he couldn’t save him. When he knew Oda, he was at the highest power in the Mafia, and Oda was his friend. If with all his power, he couldn’t save his precious companion, how was he supposed to save other people as a civilian?

The thought disturbed him every night, ever since he became a part of the Armed Detective Agency. He knew it was the right thing to do, but he still wasn’t sure if he was right for the Agency.

He got up to go get some water, hoping that the medical cabinet had some sleeping pills. He headed to the pantry room, only find someone there already. He saw Ranpo, in a pair of light green pajamas with a teddy bear print, along with a nightcap to match. He was too busy eating cookies to notice Dazai’s presence. Dazai walked past him to get to the tap when Ranpo spoke up.

“Nervous about working here?” he said, mouth half-stuffed with cookies. “I wouldn’t be surprised, considering your shady past.”

Ah, so the rumours of the detective were true. The man had the ability to deduce anything with a glance. A person who could rip off the masks people put up. It made Dazai wonder if he’d be a match for him, a person who never reveals their true feelings.

“You’re not upset that someone like me is even attempting to be good?”

“No, not really. Humans are unpredictable. Like, I’ve seen a man run to his demise, knowing that he would die.”

Dazai could only think about Oda and the way he ran to Gide’s hideout.
“But that’s one thing that makes us interesting...We may be stupid, make bad decisions, but sometimes, we still manage to succeed with the odds against us. Do you know why?”

Dazai thought as the water filled his bottle. “Isn’t it luck?”

“Well, luck is important, but it’s more than that. When humans are determined, they sometimes change the odds to their favour, shaping their own way.”

“Even if they know they would fail? That’s risky.”

“Well, sometimes the things we want are so important that we forget the risk. Is there anything you want, Dazai?”

To make Odasaku proud. To find a reason to keep living.

“Well there you have it… I hope you’ve found your answer for staying with us.” The young man put the cookies back into the shelf, tip-toeing a little. Dazai mused on how a boy with such a young face could have so much wisdom. Perhaps he had a similar past. He took the bottle of water and had a sip. The Agency was filled with oddballs. Seemed like he’d just be one of them, and that was good.

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Thank you Prince and Moya for beta-reading my fic! Constructive crit is always appreciated. Follow me and/or yell at me on tumblr @bandaged-chessmaster or @thoughtless-whispers