Did anyone ask for more ADA!Chuuya lore? Yes? Good, here's some angst. Once again borrowing @breadstickcat's OC.
"Where are we going?" Phoebe asked, quickly catching up to Atsushi. Kyouka runs up on his other side, grabbing his hand so she didn't get left behind.
"You'll see," Akutagawa grumbles, keeping a brisk pace as they wove through downtown Yokohama.
"What do you mean, 'you'll see…'" Phoebe cuts herself off with a gasp when they turn the corner, finding a small park. There were a few trees surrounded by overgrown grass, but at the end of the small walkway was a large wall, covered in names. At the top of the monument was written "The Dragon Heads Feud Memorial", and before the wall stands a small plaque, an incense holder and an offering bowl.
"You want to understand the Kamikaze," Akutagawa says, walking into the park. "You can't without understanding the Dragon Heads Feud."
Atsushi walks to the plaque, reading it out loud for Phoebe. "Six years ago, a bloody war between various criminal organizations in Yokohama erupted for 88 days, until the Kamikaze Typhoon wiped out everyone involved in causing the conflict, thus ending it. Over those 88 days, 803 people would lose their lives, including criminals and civilians."
"That's-" Kyouka's face is pale as she lets go of Atsushi's arm. She walks up to the monument, running her fingers under two names. Kyouka's parents.
"It's a typhoon?" Phoebe looks confused as she rereads the plaque.
"No, idiot." Akutagawa takes his hands out of his pockets to cross his arms. "The government claims it's a typhoon."
"It's an ability user, right?" Atsushi asks, stepping away from the plaque.
"Supposedly."
"Supposedly?"
Akutagawa sighs. "The story goes that the Kamikaze was the Port Mafia's Secret Weapon. An ability user with a kill count in the thousands, so powerful that only the Mafia's Top Executives know their identity. Supposedly they killed everyone involved in the Dragon Heads Feud, on top of being the real cause of the deaths involved in the battle with the Demonic Beast Guivre."
"Surely the Kamikaze didn't kill everyone, if multiple organizations were involved in this feud," Phoebe says. "That's too many people."
"Of course not."
Everyone whips around when they heard the voice behind them. Standing underneath the arch that marks the entrance to the park is Chuuya. His mentor looks strange without his hat, his hair unbraided as he wore a plain leather jacket and had a plain bag slung on his shoulder. Aside from the eye-catching orange hair, he looked completely normal.
"Nakahara- I mean Chuuya! Why…" Atsushi trails off as Chuuya walks towards them. He has many questions, but he's not sure he wants any of the answers.
It seems everyone is at a loss for words as they step away from the monument, letting Chuuya kneel down next to the plaque and open his bag. The silence is thick as he lights some incense, placing it in the holder and dropping some flowers in the offering bowl.
"I've been the only one coming here to tend to the memorial for the last six years."
Akutagawa answers his unspoken question. "They were asking about the Kamikaze."
"Well, um, after our mission on the Moby Dick." Atsushi doesn't know why he's sweating suddenly. "Dazai was there. And he told Kyouka something about the Kamikaze. So we're trying to figure out what- who that is."
Kyouka kneels next to Chuuya, her knuckles white as she grips her kimono in her lap. "He said. He said that despite killing a thousand people, the Kamikaze is living in the light."
He hears Akutagawa break into a coughing fit next to him, and he and Phoebe shout "He What-?!" in unison. Atsushi's jaw is on the floor. A thousand people?!
"One thousand and twelve people," Chuuya says. "Four hundred and fifty one of which died during the Dragon Heads Feud."
"That's- how-?" Atsushi is near speechless. Akutagawa is fully speechless.
Phoebe looks over at the names on the wall that Kyouka had brushed the dust off of. "Did- did the Kamikaze kill Kyouka's parents?"
"No." Chuuya meets Kyouka's eyes as he says this. "The assassins that killed your parents were from the Takasekai, the group that started the Dragon Heads Feud." He lifts his hand, running his finger down a number of names beneath Kyouka's parents' names. "There they are."
Quiet blankets the small park again, the only sounds being made by the city around them. Atsushi is struggling to wrap his head around the sheer amount of people that died. How could someone who killed that many people be living in the light?
"That can't be all you wanted know," Chuuya says.
"How?" Kyouka asks. "How do I get rid of the guilt? The pain?"
"You don't. You can't. The grief will stay with you for the rest of your life. You have to learn to live with it."
"How did you learn to live with it?"
Chuuya stands up, helping Kyouka to her feet. "I made a promise. I told myself that for every single person whose life I took, I would help one person in return. And that's what I've done for the past five years. Helping as many people as I can and remembering the people I couldn't.
"It only took three months for me to help thirty five people. It only took five for me to help fifty eight people." Chuuya puts his hand on Kyouka's shoulder. "It doesn't make the grief go away, but every person you help will lessen the pain a little more, until you look back and realize that the good you've done far outweighs the bad.
"Plus…" Chuuya turns Kyouka to face him and Phoebe and Akutagawa. "The more friends you have in the light, the easier it is to get there."
She walks towards them as Chuuya says, "You should head home while there's still light out."
"What about you?" Phoebe asks.
"I have one more spot to go to before I head home-"
"No, I meant." She cuts Chuuya off. "Have you reached your promise yet?"
His mentor's smile is as cryptic as ever. "That's not something you need to worry about."
As he leaves, Atsushi takes one look back at the park behind him. Chuuya is on his knees again, eyes closed in silent prayer, the setting sun making his hair look red.
"You're not the only blood-stained flower growing in the sunlight."















