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Chuuya gets home from a long day of work, he gets to his apartment, cooks and eats dinner, takes a nice bath, and eventually falling asleep.
Waking up the next morning, he finds himself in his bed.
As usual he looks out at the view from his window, nothing different. Though things seem duller, then usual. Maybe rain is going to come today, but as always it’s the same routine for Chuuya.
He gets himself ready for the day with a nice shower, and breakfast. He gets his coat, hat, and shoes on, then leaves.
Upon leaving his huge apartment, he decides to walk to work, though he usually gets an escort from his apartment to work, but he insist and Mori gave in.
He walks through empty ally ways just in case people who want to follow and kill him won’t be able to track him easily and ends up at the front doors of his work.
He sighs, awaiting for many of the woman Mori has working to please any of the higher ranked with anything they need for a long day of work.
He walks in and nobody comes to him, actually nobody even seems to look up as he walks in.
That’s odd, usually people come up to him asking questions or wanting to become his apprentice all the time.
Whatever maybe it’s just understaffed today, Chuuya doesn’t mind the quiet. He eventually makes in up the elevator and sees the normal two guards that stand at the front door that leads to all the top floors.
“New outfit, sir?” One of the guards ask.
New outfit, but Chuuya always wears this.
“No— not quite.”
“Huh? Well Anyway please go ahead through.”
Weird, but as always he checks in with Mori first thing everyday to see if he got any new important meetings, missions, or messages.
The layout seemed to change, the decorative carpet is now black, and the walls are all trimmed with dark red.
Chuuya continues to his bosses office, finally making it there he stops hearing screaming from the other side.
“Damnit! Why don’t you just let me protect you?! That’s my JOB after all!”
“Now now, Relax! I’m just saying I don’t need any guarding.”
Woah, usually Mori always wants to be guarded and also those voices don’t sound at all like Elise or Mori.
Chuuya decides to knock, there was silence afterwards then a voice yelling come in.
Chuuya walks in and sees, woah. What the hell?! For one thing Chuuya does not see, a short blonde girl with major attitude and a creepy tall guy who is always gawking all over her.
Instead he sees a tall handsome man and a red hair short Man, who looks like him.
“Oh my.” The tall handsome man says breaking the silence.
“The hell?! Why do you look so much like me! Damnit is this an ability? Maybe to try to get close to you!” the short red haired man says.
“Now now Chuuya I doubt that’s it.” The man says that while walking towards the other Chuuya and touching him.
“See?”
“Dazai! You’re so dangerous! He could of attacked you!”
Okay, so what. WHATS GOING ON??
“I uh..”
“Now now handsomer Chuuya please come sit!”
“WHAT?! God damnit why do ya gotta say that stuff!?”
Making a slight worried face for a second, the man that’s supposedly Dazai’s turns toward the other Chuuya. “Oh my.. Dear! I’m sorry!”
DEAR? THEY ARE— ME AND— THAT— MARRIED?? DATING?? WHAT?
The other Chuuya looks away, and says, “Whatever! It not like you meant it!”
“Don’t worry my lovely Chuuya! I’ll apologize to you somehow, but right now I’ve gotta deal with the other Chuuya!”
“Tsk.”
As the second Dazai sits down on the couch across from Chuuya, the second Chuuya comes and sits pretty much on top of him.
“Alright! Now, I see that you are Chuuya but you are? Younger maybe? You’re about 20-21?”
“Um yeah, what the hell is going on?”
“Hey! Don’t talk to him like that!”
“Chuuya Chuuya! Relax!”
“Hmph.”
Looking Chuuya straight in the eyes, he asks,
“You’re not from here, right?”