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Dazai lets out an exaggerated sigh as he lays back in his chair.
"Dazai-san, what's the matter?" Atsushi asks as he approaches him.
"Today, my slug told me he would kill me if he saw me flirting with someone else," Dazai explains while a slight smirk creeps his lips.
"Isn't that romantic?" He turns to Atsushi.
"I don't think that is very romantic, Dazai."
"Oh, but it is! To die in the hands of my beloved would be such a wonderful death. I suppose the same goes for me, though."
Atsushi remains quiet before asking, "Killing Chuuya?"
"Of course not, Atsushi. I mean, I would kill anyone who approaches Chuuya. I would kill." Atsushi gulps and then winces when he hears the door slam.
"What the hell are you on about shitty mackerel?" Chuuya asks as he walks up to the pair.
"I'm talking with Atsushi about how I would kill you if I had the chance." Dazai lies while all Atsushi can do is stare.
Chuuya lets out a laugh before getting closer to his lover.
"I'd kill you before you had the chance."
"Is that so?"
"It is, you crazy bastard."
"I'm not the crazy one."
"You're batshit insane."
"You love it."
"I'll murder you."
"I'd let you." Dazai smiles as he gets up.
The other ADA members ignore their daily feud, knowing it's best not to interfere.
-
Today Chuuya was alone on a mission that he was assigned, and while he was on his way back, he noticed a girl getting too close to his lover.
Once she says farewell, Dazai is wearing such a lovely smile at the feeling of his throat bleeding by the hand of his one and only.
"My darling Chuuya, you're back early." He lets out a gasp as the knife on his throat deepens.
"Are you not going to say "Welcome back" to me, darling?" Chuuya asks in a playful tone.
"Welcome back, my love." Dazai plays along as he grabs a fistful of Chuuya's hair pulling him closer.
"You didn't seem to miss me at all. Maybe I should cut you up and leave you dead in this alleyway." Chuuya snarls with a grin.
"Oh, that would be lovely, Chuuya-Kun. Please do it. Kill me. Slice me up." Dazai taunts as he blows on Chuuya's lips.
Chuuya smirks at this and digs the blade deeper into his lover's skin.
Once he notices Dazai's hand trying to move, he lets go. Before the taller man can say anything, he pulls him by the collar and goes in for a kiss. Dazai smiles as he savors Chuuya's soft and warm lips. He chuckles into the kiss, and Chuuya can't help but laugh too.
"You're insane," Dazai tells him as they break the kiss.
"Say that to yourself," Chuuya replies while walking away.
"Why were you talking to that girl?" He finally asks.
"She was asking for directions," Dazai replies.
"To where?"
"The bakery on the second street."
"You don't need to worry, chibi. I'm yours." He adds.
"Good to know that you know your place," Chuuya shouts as he leaves the alley.
Sweets. Everyone likes to eat them on occasion. Maybe not everyone. But she did.
"Please wait. I only asked him for directions."
This alleyway was a bit darker than the one from before. Perfect.
Blades and knives. They can cause such bloody bloodshed.
"I'm doing you a favor. You won't ever have to see that shitty mackerel again."
She fell all on her own. She committed suicide.
That's what the police would say.
Chuuya was finished for the day.
He should report back to ADA before Kunikida bitches on him being late again.
-
Chuuya was beautiful. He is beautiful.
Chuuya has always been beautiful.
Even though they did not meet on the best terms, Dazai recognized a beautiful human when he saw one.
Only one person knows the lengths he would go for him. That person would be Dazai himself.
He did not plan to tell anyone and wasn't planning to do so.
The one thing everyone knew was that Chuuya is stunning. That irked Dazai, but he knew no one could keep his eyes off him.
That's why he hates lurking eyes. He hates how they fixate on his lover. They are glued on him the second he walks into the room.
He hates it. He loathes those eyes.
Today he was working with his partner.
The ADA assigned Chuuya and him to go out to a casino and find a criminal in charge of illegal substance trafficking.
Chuuya dressed up for the occasion way better than Dazai.
Not that Dazai was jealous of his partner.
He could not help but stare at how handsome his future husband was.
Yet, he was not the only one that recognized Chuuya's good looks.
There were thousands of eyes stuck on his lover. Of course, he had some eyes on himself but nothing compared to Chuuya.
He let out an annoyed groan and whispered to his lover that they should finish this up quickly.
It came with a few snarky remarks and insults, but he complied.
They captured the criminal quickly, and Kunikida helped Chuuya return to the company, but Dazai was nowhere.
-
"You guys all reek of blood."
Limp bodies remained silent.
The bloody bodies were not able to respond.
He moves on to the last guy, who was shivering and gagged.
He shook his head desperately at the younger male in front of him.
Tears formed into his eyes as he begged for his life.
"Your eyes are interesting when they cry," Dazai comments getting closer.
"But they weren't when you were staring my fiancé."
The man is close to screaming, but the gag didn't allow him. Dazai's smile stretches from ear to ear.
"Now, shall we begin?"
The man tries to scream the best he can. He can't die like this.
He had a family to go home to. His daughter was only two years, and his wife depended on him.
"Should we start with the left eye? The right eye?" Dazai ignored his pleas and stared at the man dead in the eye.
He cries and thrashes the best he can, but he's tied up from head to toe.
"I'm guessing the right eye then." Dazai smiles as he extends his fingers and digs into the man's pupil.
He screams in pain, but no one can hear him.
He should have never laid eyes on that ginger boy.
This is all because of his wandering eyes.
Now he won't be able to see his family again.
"Alright, next eye." Dazai smiles even further, and the man can't bear the pain and thrashes and yells.
He can't see but can hear as the taller man gets up and soon hear a gun click.
The gag on him is off, and it's replaced with a gun.
"Sweet dreams."
Dazai lets out a whine as he tries not to step on the pools of blood.
"Well, I guess this is my fault. But it is mostly your guys' fault. More specifically, your eyes." He sighs again, leaving the crime scene.
"You had to make me pull out all your eyes and get my clothes dirty."
"You guys are the worst." He turns, and he looks back at his creation.
His cynical smile fades when he hears a girl scream.
A witness.
*Gunshot*
"Ah, you just had to come in at the wrong time." Dazai pauses before staring at her corpse. Then, he lets out a laugh as she lies there.
"All this red blood can't compare to my beloved's red locks."
He spits as he walks away.
-
Love is such a bloody and exciting thing. At least for these two.