The sun was beginning to set when FutureAtsu, FutureAku, and Yuji slipped out of the agency building unnoticed. FutureAku had been restless all day, and the idea of a short walk to clear their minds felt like a rare moment of freedom. Yuji, trailing slightly behind them, kept glancing around with wide eyes, still adjusting to the bustling city life.
"Don't wander too far," FutureAku muttered. He shot a glare at a group of pedestrians who gave them curious looks.
Yuji nodded but didn't respond. Something about the atmosphere felt... off. He felt watched, but he wasn't sure why.
Suddenly, a man with a sharp suit and sunglasses appeared from the shadows of a nearby alley. He moved with purpose, his eyes narrowing as they landed on Yuji.
"There you are," the man said with a twisted smile.
FutureAku immediately stepped forward, prepared for a fight. "Back off."
The man ignored him, focusing entirely on Yuji. "You've been quite difficult to track, but it's time to come with me. Your ability could be—"
Yuji panicked. Before the man could finish, he felt his body shift uncontrollably. In a blink, his childlike frame elongated, and he transformed into a teenager with longer limbs and sharper features.
"I— I didn't mean to—" Yuji stammered, eyes wide as he looked down at his older body.
"Run!" FutureAtsu shouted, grabbing Yuji's arm.
The trio bolted through the crowded streets, weaving between pedestrians as the man pursued them. Yuji, though older now, still felt weak, his powers unstable. He clenched his fists, trying to focus, his heart racing.
When they finally ducked into a narrow alley, all three of them gasped for air. The streets outside were quiet again, the man nowhere in sight.
Yuji whispered, "He— He knew about my ability."
FutureAtsu, still catching his breath, nodded. "Yeah... he did." He squinted at Yuji's new form, curiosity flashing in his eyes. "If you can change your own age... can you do it to others?"
Yuji blinked, startled. "I— I don't know. I've never—"
Before he could finish, a strange hissing sound filled the air. White smoke poured in from both ends of the alley.
"Move!" FutureAku growled, his ability wrapping protectively around Yuji, but the smoke was already thick.
The world spun.
When FutureAtsu opened his eyes, his head was pounding. Chains rattled above him, cold metal binding his wrists against a damp concrete wall. The air was musty, the only light coming from a dim, flickering bulb overhead.
A groan echoed to his left. "Ugh... what happened?" FutureAku blinked awake, also shackled to the wall.
Yuji sat slumped on the floor, looking about seven years old again. He was trembling, his face pale.
FutureAtsu pulled against the chains. "Yuji, are you okay?"
Yuji shook his head weakly. "I—I don't know ... I feel sick..."
FutureAtsu's jaw clenched. They were trapped. No windows. No obvious exit.
"We need to get out of here," FutureAku hissed, struggling against his own chains.
FutureAtsu paused, eyes narrowing at Yuji. "Try... try using your ability. On me this time."
Yuji blinked. "B-But—"
"Just try. Focus."
With a weak nod, Yuji raised a trembling hand and touched FutureAtsu's wrist.
A warm energy pulsed through him. His body shifted—his frame expanding rapidly until he felt taller, stronger. He looked down to see adult hands, around 22 years old.
FutureAtsu flexed his fingers. "Not quite my original... feels younger. But it'll do."
With a sharp pull, the chains snapped clean off. Metal clanged against the floor as he moved to break FutureAku's next.
"Finally," FutureAku grumbled, rubbing his sore wrists.
FutureAtsu blinked, suddenly aware of a problem—his now-adult body was still wearing the child-sized clothes. The shirt barely covered his chest, and the pants were torn at the seams.
"This is ridiculous."
FutureAku smirked, clearly holding back laughter. "Nice outfit."
"Just help me find something to wear."
Scanning the room, FutureAtsu spotted a stack of old crates. Among them was a dusty black shirt and a pair of pants. He changed quickly, muttering under his breath.
Suddenly, a soft whimper echoed. Yuji was clutching his stomach, his face pale and sweaty.
"Hey! What's wrong?" FutureAtsu knelt beside him.
Yuji winced. "I... used my power too much today... it makes me sick if I do it more than twice..."
FutureAku folded his arms. "Great."
FutureAtsu shot him a glare before gently lifting Yuji. "We need to find a way out of here. Fast."
As they crept toward the door, FutureAtsu tested the handle. Locked. He pressed his ear against the metal. Silence.
FutureAku whispered, "Break it down?"
"No. Too loud."
Instead, FutureAtsu examined the hinges and focused. With a powerful kick, the door burst open—quietly enough not to attract attention.
The hallway outside was sterile and cold, lined with numbered doors.
FutureAtsu frowned. "This... feels wrong. Look."
Through a small window in one of the doors, a young girl—no older than eight—was curled up on a cot, chained like they had been.
FutureAku's face darkened. "They're... experimenting on children here?"
Yuji stirred weakly in FutureAtsu's arms. "There are... more. Ten... maybe more..."
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I don't know if it's good
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RomanceIt's about Atsushi meeting an older version of himself and Akutagawa I won't lie it's Action more than romance because I enjoy action ✨ and because I can't simply write a blind love story without a proper plot and some (weird?) exciting things happe...
