Code: Execute

Code: Boredom

Long chapter-->  3200+  words.  Please read when you have the time for the full effect! :)

(Y/n) was not a morning person.

(Y/n) was not a night owl.

(Y/n) didn't really have any particular affiliation with the daylight cycle.

But one thing (Y/n) didn't like was being woke up at 6:30 AM by a phone call after she passed out on the first futon she found last night.

The high pitched ringing of a ringtone she didn't download to her phone startled her awake before she started searching the area around her futon for her cell phone.  

"Who the hell is this, and how did you change my ringtone?"

"Ah, (Y/n)-chan!  I changed your ringtone for me so I would be special! Anyways, I thought you would be happier to hear from me than this..."

(Y/n) couldn't help the smile that tugged at her lips before she said, "Oh, Dazai.  Good morning, but why did you call me so early?"

The man gasped over the phone before he said, "I thought we said you would call me Osamu?  Why are you finding it so hard to just call me by my name?"

"Because I have to break a habit to make a new one...  It's not that easy, but I'm trying."

"As long as you're trying, that's all that matters!  Now, to get down to business!  I have called you for a very important reason."

(Y/n) stiffened and her face fell before she asked, "Really?  Why?  What do you need?  Is everyone alright?"

Dazai spoke his next words with a serious tone to them.  It was so serious it almost sent a chill down (Y/n)'s spine.

"Did you see the bag I packed for you?  What do you think about the items inside?"

(Y/n) was shocked for a microsecond.  She didn't know how to respond, as she was torn between three responses:

1. Laugh.

2. Call him an idiot.

3. Laugh and call him an idiot.

"Da--Osamu!  Hahaha!  What are you and idiot?  That was some important reason to call me I guess? pffttt..."

Her laughs brought a smile to the man's face as he held the phone up to his ear.  One of his objectives for the call was accomplished, to bring a smile to his companion's face even though he couldn't be there to relish in her smile himself.  He just wanted to make sure she was feeling okay.

"(Y/n)-chan!  This is serious!  I need you to open your bag and tell me what you think of the clothes I got from your house!"

(Y/n) stood to her feet and walked over to her duffel bag in the corner of the room before she said, "Alright, alright... just stop moping, you big baby."

She unzipped the bag and began to pull out the items that were folded in the bag.

"Alright let's see what we have here...  A hoodie and some leggings, perfect for laying around a lodge.  We've also got-- a (favorite color) knit sweater and some jeans--"

The childish man over the phone smugly said, "That's your favorite color, isn't it!"

She chuckled a bit as she said, "Yes, it is my favorite color."

"Hoo-hoo!  Do you know--"

"Yes, your favorite color is brown.  You know, the color of shit."

"No!  It sounds bad when you say it like that!  I like to think of as the color of perfectly made milk chocolate."