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Chuuya had been neighbors with Dazai for as long as he could remember. So it wasn't exactly uncommon to see Dazai outside late on a Saturday night. This night would have been no different, except the fact that it was downpouring.

And Dazai was just sitting with hands draped around his knees in his driveway.

He must have been out there for a while due to the fact that Chuuya could clearly see his bandaged torso through gray fabric. Dazai was also not properly dressed for the weather, a gray short sleeve t-shirt and black knee length shorts. Though the rest of his body was wrapped in bandages. (He also had socks on? This dudes crazy)

So the obvious thing for Chuuya to do would be to run outside and grab the other boy right?

Well that's what he decided as he opened the door. “STUPID FUCKING MACKERLE!” He yelled into the rain, but seriously what was up with this guy he was beginning to look like a dead fish as he shifted to lay on his side. “Go away Chuuyaaaaa-” Dazai protested as Chuuya got closer, he noticed Dazai was slightly trembling, seriously how long had he been out here?

“Get up.” Chuuya muttered, offering a gloved hand to the boy on the ground. Dazai sluggishly accepted the hand and stood up causing Chuuya to stumble forward; he hated that Dazai was taller. “Thanks for screwing with my plans again!” The other said, too playful for someone shivering and drenched. “Idiot you're coming with me” Chuuya tugged both of them towards his front door.

His parents weren't home due to being on a business trip so he wouldn't have to worry about telling them he had a ‘friend’ over.

They were not friends. In fact you could call Chuuya and Dazai mortal enemies. They both hated each other's guts. “Why are you helping me anyways?” Dazai said as he grabbed the towel Chuuya threw at his face and started drying his mop of hair. “Because im not stupid enough to let you suffer outside” Chuuya glared at Dazai ignorning the question they both know that wasn't the real reason.

So maybe they weren't ‘mortal enemies’ or whatever Chuuya helped Dazai, Dazai helped Chuuya. Maybe they could be called frenemies? But that's past the point. “Lets go to my room I should have something big enough to fit you” And Chuuya was back to being sassy.

“Yeah because you're a chibi! Chibi.” Dazai followed Chuuya to the side of the house. Chuuya's house wasn't big or anything, it was a one story home that had just enough space for him, his sister, and their parents. They entered his room, it was much more colorful and lively compared to the minimalistic style of the rest of the house.
Chuuyas room was painted a warm gray with a burgundy accent wall, all walls were covered in random band and anime posters. The rest of his room was decorated with his bed in one of the corners and his desk next to it, on said desk he had stacks of books (likely poetry) and his countless notebooks.

On the wall with the door he had a console table with a TV and his precious ps4. Chuuya shifted through his closet finding what he was looking for. “Here” He handed the taller boy one of his oversized hoodies and a pair of sweatpants too long for Chuuya himself. “There's bandages in the medicine cabinet!” Chuuya yelled to Dazai as he walked out of the room to go change.

The first thing Chuuya thought was why was Dazai outside and what would have happened if he hadn't found him? Would he shrivel up and actually become a dead fish? Hopefully Chuuya would never have to find out the answer to that question.

He heard the shower turn on, knowing Dazai he wouldn't be in the shower for more than fifteen minutes. So Chuuya set up their favorite video game, Street Fighter.

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Once the expected time was up Dazai walked into Chuuyas room, in warm clothes slightly too small for him though it was the best Chuuya could come up on such short notice.

“Street Fighter?” Chuuya asked, tilting his head to the spot next to him on his bed. “Anytime” Dazai said with a small smile on his face. Chuuya knew he wouldn't want to talk about why he was out in the rain. And if by some slim chance he did, he would over video games after processing what happened. At Least he was back to showing some genuine emotion.

“If I win…. You have to help me study for midterms!” Chuuya declares first, because Dazai was top in all of their classes and second because Dazai would never take down a bet from Chuuya. “And if I win then you have to be my dog for the rest of the year!” Dazai retorts, grabbing the controller next to him. “Deal”

Five rounds and one screaming Chuuya later. “You SO cheated that was unfair!” Chuuya yelled at a laughing Dazai. In the end they were two to two and Dazai purposefully knocked his knee into Chuuyas, causing him to mess up and Dazai won.

“No Chibi, I'm just that good! But since I feel nice and have to be a good owner for my dog, I'll still help you study!” Dazai snickers at the word dog. “YOU PLANNED THIS DIDN'T YOU!” Chuuya kicked Dazai in the shin. “That's no way to treat your master and stop barking!” Dazai winced but he was clearly enjoying this too much and deserved it.

“Make one more dog joke and I'm kicking you out” Chuuya glares and Dazai shuts up. “Fine Chuuyas so mean” He pouts, though Chuuya could care less, they had been at Chuuyas house for almost an hour and it was already 11:30. “Mackerel lets sleep, I'm exhausted from dealing with you” Chuuya yawns, he was exhausted but not because of Dazai, he didn't sleep the night prior.

“Sounds good slug” Dazai rolled off the bed and onto the floor with a thud. “Ow” He sat up “That hurt” Dazai blankly states. “That's what happens when you roll off a bed? I'll go grab the futon” Chuuya gets up and walks out of the room.

He comes back into the room with the promised futon and an extra blanket. “Just grab one of the pillows off my bed. I'm too tired to get another one” Dazai listens and grabs one. It's not like he actually sleeps with a pillow, (he just wanted to please Chuuya). After setting up the futon he took from the living room, Chuuya turns the lights out. “Night Mackerel” He flops down on his bed ready to pass out till someone interrupts that.

“Slug?”

Chuuya knew at some point Dazai would want to tell him what happened an hour ago, but he didn't expect it to be while he was trying to sleep. “Yes,” He states too tired to say much more. “Thanks for today” Dazai stops talking, Chuuya knows he's also tired and that they will probably continue this conversation later.

“Yeah” Chuuya says as he drifts to sleep. Hopefully in the morning Dazai would still be there.

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He wasn't. Chuuya knew he never promised that he would be there when he awoke. He never was, this was god knows what time they did something like this. Though unlike the countless times Dazai pulled this stunt. There was a note on Chuuyas door, it read ‘Sorry Chibi I had some important things to take care of! Call me~’ Damn that Dazai.

At least his handwriting was legible and somewhat pretty unlike Chuuyas own, he just scribbled the words as fast as they came to mind. Luckily after the countless school projects the two had together he had Dazais number. Chuuyas' phone showed that it was around 12. How did I sleep that long? At Least he did sleep.

He opened his messages and scrolled for Mackerel. Chuuya hit the call button since that was what Dazai told him to do and he knew Dazai wasn't fast to respond to texts either.

“I was waiting Chuuyaaaaa” Dazai picked up on the first ring, which was surprising for him.

“Yes?” Chuuya yawned into the phone. “Still asleep are we?” Dazai laughed, genuinely laughing, not one of his fake ‘haha’ laughs. The kind that made Chuuyas throat tight and he had no idea why. “Shut up, what did you want?” Chuuya mumbled after Dazai stopped laughing.

“Well I wanted to see if Chibi wanted to hang out later but it seems like he's still sleeping!” Chuuya could practically hear Dazai grinning on the other end of the line. “You could have asked on your note. And sure” Now Chuuya himself was smiling, it wasn't everyday Dazai initiated their hangouts, Chuuya would take whatever he could get.

“But I wanted to hear you bark, whatever , I'll text you the address! See ya’ in a bit!” Dazai hung up, and Chuuya decided to ignore the first part. Not a minute later Dazai had texted him an address, it was for a nearby cafe. Dazai also said to meet him there in twenty.

Chuuya swiftly walked over to his closet and grabbed his favorite pair of black ripped jeans and a baggy gray t-shirt . It was the beginning of May so he could get by with wearing what he wanted. He also decided to put on his leather choker, forgetting his hat for once. As he walked to the front of the house he slipped on his black converse.

The cafe was only a ten minute walk from Chuuyas and Dazais houses, though Chuuya expected Dazai was already there.

He also vaguely remembers Dazai promising to take him to his favorite cafe, so this was likely it. When he got closer he saw that it was a small cafe on a corner building, the upper floors were used for other businesses. When Chuuya walked in he spotted Dazai at one of the booths.

He was dressed in a black turtleneck with bandages showing at his wrists, tan trousers, and a pair of black boots. “Chibi!” Dazai waved as Chuuya went to sit across from him. “Hey” Chuuya grabbed the menu off the table, he was hungry no one could blame him. “I told you i’d bring you here so thank me later” Dazai smirked, waving a waitress over.

“Oh good afternoon Dazai, what can I get you two?” She was clearly surprised that Dazai had someone with him and also knew him. “I'll have my regular and he'll have pancakes” Dazai said knowing exactly what Chuuya was eyeing. “Hey- I didn't tell you what I wanted!” Chuuya glared quickly, shutting the menu and setting it aside. “Well I know you?” Dazai didn't know what else to say, and he did know Chuuya almost as well as Chuuya himself.

“Stupid fish for brains” Chuuya mumbled as the waitress came back with a plate of pancakes (which Chuuya began drenching in maple syrup) and a cup of tea. By the smell and color Chuuya knew it was black tea, Dazais favorite. “Thank you miss! Just put it on my tab” Dazai waved her off after accepting his drink.

“You have a tab?” Chuuya asked he knew Dazai didn't have a job, neither of them did. Chuuya was waiting till Dazai turned 15 so they could get one together.

“I put it under my dad's credit card! I'm waiting for the perfect time to close it on him!” Dazai laughed, while Chuuyas ears once again filled with that sickeningly sweet sound. “It's the perfect plan I know!” Dazai said through laughs, Chuuya didn't realize he himself was laughing as well. “He deserves it!” Dazai finally stops laughing and takes a sip of his tea.

He wasn't wrong, Dazais father was barely present in his life. And whenever he was he just yelled at Dazai to ‘get better grades’ even when he was top in all of his classes. After some small talk on what Dazai did to annoy his father the two left.

“So what do you have planned for today?” Chuuya asked earlier in the cafe, he said something about ‘everything going to plan’ or whatever. “Well lets see…” Dazai put a finger to his chin and pretended to be lost in thought. “We're going to a bookstore! If i'm going to help you study we can get some books so you'll actually remember and I want to get a book that I found” Dazai pointed to a store as they turned a corner.

“Race ya!” Dazai said before he started running. “Hey that's cheating bastard!” Chuuya yelled but he had no problem catching up with the other boy. Though in the end they tied. “I touched the wall first!” Chuuya said out of breath. “No, I touched it first!” Dazai said as they walked into the building.

It was a basic bookstore with rows of shelves and couches. Dazai quickly pulled Chuuya to the right which was a history section which also happened to be the class Chuuya was struggling in the most. “Stay here while I grab the book I wanted,” Dazai instructed, rushing off to some unknown section.

“Does he seriously think I'll listen to him?” Chuuya muttered, walking over to a section labeled as ‘Poetry’. What else did Dazai expect of him? Chuuyas re-read almost every book he owns and might as well get a new one.

Dazai soon walks back to the history section after grabbing what he was there for.

“Chibi im bac-” Dazai stopped as soon as he saw that Chibi was no longer there. Of course Dazai couldn't leave Chuuya in a bookstore by himself. He walked towards the poetry section in one of the back corners and found who he was looking for.

“Chuuya you can't just run off. I was planning on showing you this section later!” Dazai pouted, making Chuuya look up from one of the couches. “You were taking too long! And I wasn't going to read some stupid history books by myself!” Chuuya said, pushing his hair behind his ear. “Grab whatever you're reading and let's get those books” Dazai started walking towards the section as something grabbed his hand.

“Wait up bandages” Chuuya let go of the others hand. They walked back to the front of the store and started shuffling through American history books. “Why is this stuff so hard to remember anyways!” Chuuya said, looking over to Dazai who was shuffling through another shelf.

“It's not hard to remember Chuuya, you just don't pay attention and we’re only in the first term. I wouldn't be surprised if you fail this year.” Dazai states finding a book he was looking for. He walks over to Chuuya to help him find the second one they were searching for. “Hey- watch it!” Chuuya yelled as Dazai reached above his head.

“Chibi, you were looking too low!” Dazai smiled, finding the second book waving it infront of Chuuyas face.

“Seriously? You could have told me so.” Chuuya muttered while glaring at the other. “Let's go now!” Dazai declares as they walk towards the cashier counter. “Give me the books,” Dazai said motining for the books in Chuuyas hand. He gave them to Dazai as he went to pay for them. Chuuya waited on the sidelines too far from earshot as the cashier said something that made Dazai laugh.

Then Dazai took the bag and walked towards the entrance and Chuuya. “What was that about?” Chuuya was curious as to why Dazai would laugh at what a stranger said. “She said that I was cute for buying my boyfriend his books! Can you believe people!” Dazai declares, handing Chuuya the bag. “Oh sorry but i’d never date you but thanks’ Dazai” Chuuya chuckled looking up at Dazai.

“Where to now?” Chuuyas asks, checking his phone. It was now 3 in the afternoon. “Well I was thinking we could go back to my house and study a bit if you wanted to.” Dazai responds as they start walking back towards their neighborhood. “Sounds good with me”

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They've been at Dazais house for the past forty minutes attempting to study.

“This is stupid!” Chuuya yelled into the book he was reading. “I don't get it at all” He admitted he was having a difficult time trying to understand. “I never said it would be easy Slug” Dazai shut the book he was reading and turned to Chuuya.

They were in Dazais kitchen snacking on pocky. “What part are you struggling with?” Dazai asked, offering a hand and Chuuya handed him the book. “This part” Chuuya pointed to one of the paragraphs in the book. Dazai explained it to him and the two continued like this for another hour before they called it quits.

They decided to go to Dazais room and watch a romcom Chuuya thought would be funny. Dazais room was fairly different from Chuuyas'. The walls were all a white color and he didn't have any posters, two of the walls had large windows and a Dazais bed in between them. Also unlike Chuuyas home Dazais was a two story with his room having access to a blacony.

“This movies dumb Chuuya lets go outsidee~” Dazai wined, they were a hour and a half into this movie and he was so bored. “Fine,” Chuuya said, getting up. The two walked out onto the balkany it was dark outside due to it being a late hour. “Look you can see some stars,” Dazai pointed out to Chuuya, explaining which star was in which constellation.

Chuuya wasn't really listening though he was more worried that Dazai hadn't told him about what happened the day prior. And he was too busy admiring the boy in front of him.

Anyone would state it as a fact that Dazai was attractive. He had chocolate brown hair that perfectly framed his face and curled at the ends. And dark brown eyes that sparkled perfectly in the moonlight. Said boy realized that the other wasn't paying attention to what he was saying anymore.

“Chuuya?” Dazai turned to look Chuuya in the eyes. “What's the matter?” He asked the redhead. “It's nothing you can continue” Chuuya turned back to the stars Dazai was pointing at, ignoring the slight burning sensation on his face. “No I'm sorry, I should have told you sooner” So Dazai did know what he was thinking about creepy.

“I got into a fight with Mori and wanted out of the house” He admitted, chuckling a bit. Chuuya had a feeling it was something like that. “Dazai you know I literally live next to you, if you need me i'm here” Chuuya mumbled the last part though Dazai still heard him. “I know, i'll walk you home it's getting late” Dazai stood up and offered a hand to Chuuya.

“M’kay” Chuuya yawned, he was kind of tired anyways and they did have school in the morning. They next spoke where they were in front of Chuuyas house. “Thanks for telling me Dazai, you know you don't have to tell me anything you dont want too right?” Chuuya weakly punched Dazai, his poetry book in the other hand. “Yeah but I see no point in lying to you, cya tomorrow slug” Dazai smiled and walked away.

“Cya’!” Chuuya hollered back feeling more awake than he did minutes before.

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When Dazai awoke, he began the day like any other. Getting out of bed, and grabbing his ugly school uniform. He quickly changed and brushed his hair, deciding to ignore doing anything else.

Today his school was having a ‘sports day’ to boost morale or whatever.

Though Dazai believed this was stupid, he had promised Chuuya that he would show up at school and he could come up with some silly excuse not to participate. He grabbed his backpack and walked downstairs.

It was 7:30 and he didn't have to leave for another ten minutes, but he left anyway. Dazai decided he’d be annoying and pick Chuuya up early (he did this almost every day). Since Chuuyas parents nor sister were home yet, Dazai decided to be extra annoying by ringing the doorbell over and over till Chuuya opened the door. Chuuya was getting ready as he heard an obnoxious sound over his headphones.

He took out his headphones and stomped towards the front door, he knew exactly who it was. “Shitty Dazai,” he murmured, opening the door to reveal a smirking Dazai. “Well good morning Chibi!” Dazai said, shutting the front door behind him. “You could have texted me to open the door, ya’ know?” Chuuya was too tired to deal with Dazais antics. “That wouldn't be fun though” The brunette pouted. “Whatever” Chuuya walked towards the pantry and got out some generic cereal, then he proceeded to get two bowls.

“Here” Chuuya filled a bowl and pushed it to Dazai. “Thank you Chuuya~ I'm sure you would make the perfect housewife!” Dazai snickers, and Chuuya gave him a ‘I will murder you’ glare.

“Say one more word and I swear-” Chuuya said, stuffing cereal in his mouth. “Fine fine,” Dazai dramatically waves his hand, “Just hurry up, don't we want to be late do we?” Dazai asks, putting his empty bowl in the sink. “Says you! You're always late to everything!” Chuuya yelled, Dazai had the best habit of being so called ‘fashionably late’. “Not always!” Dazai pretended to be flabbergasted, overdramatically putting his hand to his heart.

Chuuya grabbed his backpack and the two walked towards the front door, slipping on their shoes. After a ten minute walk that consisted of back and forth blabbering over Chuuya being a dog, they made it to school.

“Aw come on! Can I be a good owner and walk my dog?” Dazai joked as he and Chuuya walked past the lockers. They didn't have to switch into the school uniform shoes since the sports day would likely ruin them. Chuuya had learned from his older sister that their schools ‘sports days’ or ‘pep rallies’ were traditions held in the middle of each term. He also learned that they could be exceptionally odd but did not question his sister any further.
“Chuuya I'm afraid that I'm horribly injured ill be back” Dazai snickers as he walks towards the nurse's office with a fake limp.

The last thing Chuuya had been warned about is that you couldn't get out of the sports days without a doctor's note, he purposefully didn't inform Dazai about that. “I'm sorry kiddo but you can't be excused from the activities without a doctor's note” Was the first thing he had been told when entered the nurse's office.

“But I miss, I'm limping and it hurts so why force me into doing activities that would make my injury worse?” Dazai was livid, Chuuya had told him that he would be able to skip the activities with a fake limp! “The rules are the rules” The nurse went back to her desk. “Ugh whatever” Dazai said under his breath as he walked out into the hallway (without limping) to where Chuuya was laughing.

“Oh my gosh!”. “That was so worth it!” Chuuya said in between laughs, doubling over and clenching his stomach as if it were a life line. The pure look of anger and hatred shown across Dazais face. “Chuuya.” Dazai said sternly, causing Chuuya to look up. “Do you realize what you've done?” Dazais face was now blank, his eyes dead.

“Made it so you have to participate? It won't be that bad!” Chuuya grinned he seriously had no idea why it would be so bad for Dazai to participate.

“Well I can't get Mori to pick me up,” Dazai continued, staring Chuuya directly in his eyes,
but not in a good way, the way he did to everyone but Chuuya. “I now have to do physical activities. Have you seen me? I can barely hold my own weight up!” Dazai defended, so maybe this wasn't Chuuyas best plan ever. “I doubt Oda could get me dismissed from this, great!” Dazai yelled, grabbing Chuuyas hand and dragged him towards the stairwell.

“Sorry” Chuuya muttered, he really didn't think this through did he? Chuuya decided to stay quiet as Dazai walked them to their classroom. Chuuya sat down in his seat as the bell rang. Today was going to be a long one and now Dazai was upset with Chuuya. Normally Chuuya wouldn't have cared when Dazai yelled or was upset with him, but this time felt different and Chuuya just didn't know why.

Their teacher began explaining each activity and who had to participate, each student only had to partake in two activities, unless chosen to be in the class-relay. Which only five students per each class were elected to participate in. Chuuya didn't understand why Dazai hated the idea of a few activities so badly. He and Dazai were both assigned to do a three-legged race, in which you were allowed to choose your partner.

Dazai immediately looked over to Chuuya as if pleading for them to do it together, Chuuya nodded it was the least he could do after lying. Chuuya honestly didn't listen to whatever he had to do next, he was more focused on who was in the relay. After the class did a vote it wasn't surprising that Chuuya himself was in it and a few others (Tachihara, Shirase, and two other kids he didn't know).

Then they were dismissed to their respective locker rooms. Chuuya quickly changed and walked towards the bathrooms. Dazai always went there instead of the locker rooms to change. He wasn't a big fan of changing in front of others.

“Hey Chuuya I-” Dazai said walking out, he was cut off by an announcement about how ‘all students need to go to the field’. “Yeah Dazai?” Chuuya asked, wanting to hear what the other was previously saying. “It's nothing I'll tell you later” Dazai brushed it off and the two started to walk to the field. “After we do this race we’re ditching kay’?” Dazai said seemingly back to normal.

“Only because I don't know what the other activity in participating is! But I have to be back for the class relay.” Chuuya smirked, the two of them used to ditch stuff like this all the time in middle school. “You have yourself a deal Chibi!” Dazai grabbed Chuuyas hand and aggressively shook it.

The two eventually made it outside and waited for their race to start. “Chuuya we have to actually have a plan” Dazai said, as he began tying a rope around their ankles.

“Win?” Chuuya laughed, he would do anything to make sure they won anything. Chuuya was probably the most competitive person Dazai knew, and Dazai would also do anything to help Chuuya win. “That too, but since our height difference this might be difficult” Dazai simply stated, it could potentially be an issue but they would figure it out.

“Oh shut up, all we have to do is this!” Chuuya said putting his hand around Dazais waist, he also grabbed Dazais hand to put around his own. Now they were literally stuck at the waist. Dazai instinctively flinched at the contact, making Chuuya laugh. “Rude,” Dazai muttered. The athletics coach Hirotsu, gave a brief explanation of the rules and counted down.

As soon as they were allowed to go Dazai and Chuuya ran in sync. It wasn't difficult for them unlike some of the other students who were participating. Yasano and Ranpo, who were first years in their class, immediately toppled over and started laughing (they obviously planned it). When they got closer to the finish line they started to speed up.

Dazai being the bastard he was, twisted his ankle slightly right before they crossed the finish line. Causing both of them to topple over it and fall to the floor. At Least they won? “Dazai what the hell!” Chuuya yelled as he fell on top of the other. At the sight of Chuuya being concerned and on top of him, Dazai started laughing.

Chuuya stood up after realizing other people were there and not just him and Dazai, offering a hand to said brunette. “Hey we won right?” Dazai chuckled out taking Chuuyas hand and standing up. “Yeah!?” Chuuya said while regaining his breath.

“Then my plan worked!” So Dazai planned for Chuuya to fall on him? Annoying. (Actually Dazai planned to fall upon Chuuya, but he liked this outcome better). “Whatever, are you hurt?” Chuuya asked, taking the rope off their ankles. “Potentially but I don't care, it was worth it” Dazai smiled as Hirotsu walked over to congratulate them.

After being presented with metals they were (thankfully) forced to go to the nurses office. “You don't have any major injuries though you might want to ice your ankle” The nurse said, handing Dazai a ice pack and walking out of the office to tend to whoever might get injured in the next activity. “It seriously didn't even hurt!” Dazai said, discarding the ice. “Library?” Dazai asked, “Library”.

“Let's go then!” Dazai practically jumped off the patient's bed and grabbed Chuuyas hand. They started running through the empty halls to the building on the other side of the campus. Okay so maybe the building wasn't completely empty, they got yelled at by some teacher they didn't know, though Chuuya didn't notice.

His focus was completely on the boy in front of him, it was as if their surroundings weren't even there, just him and Dazai. Chuuya had absolutely no clue why but he wanted this moment to last forever. Alas nothing can last forever. They made it to the library.

“That was fun,” Dazai said, trying to catch his breath. “I thought you hated ‘physical activities’ you just ran a shitload!” Chuuya laughed as they walked in. Not many students ever frequented the library, unless studying or looking for books to use for projects. That fact made it the perfect place to skip classes.

“Hey Chuuya? About earlier today, I'm sorry for yelling at you.” Dazai said apologetically as they sat down on a couch. “It's fine I shouldn't have lied to you” Chuuya chuckled, he honestly wasn't mad at Dazai, he had every right to lash out because Chuuya had lied. “It's not fine but if you're not upset, then we don't have to talk about it” Dazai had a way of understanding Chuuya, though he was awful with words.

“Okay what time is it because i'm starving right now” Chuuya asked, it had to be nearing lunch time. “It's only eleven?” Dazai said, pulling out his phone. “Ugh just wake me up when it's lunch time” Chuuya sighed leaning up against the armrest. “I will” was the last thing Chuuya heard before he passed out.

Dazai was still trying to process the events of the past hour, but he couldn't get his mind off the way Chuuya looked after the race. With fiery orange hair draped over his face, and Chuuyas gorgeous blue eyes. It was at this moment, in the library where Chuuya passed out on the other side of the couch that Dazai knew he was hopelessly in love with Chuuya Nakahara.
Dammit Chibi this was not supposed to happen.

For the next hour and a half, Dazai contemplated his existence and what to do with himself.

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“Chuuya wake upppppp” Dazai shook the other. “Please tell me that it's actually twelve thirty and you're not trying to bother me,” Chuuya said, sitting up while Dazai showed him his phone. It was 12:30 thank god. “Let's go!” Dazai exclaimed standing up.

They walked back to their classroom in silence, partly because Chuuya had just woken up, but also because Dazai was having an identity crisis. After they ate lunch it was time for the class relay. “Chuuya aren't you excited!” Yuan (one of Chuuyas followers) asked.

Chuuya didn't know why but Dazai didn't particularly like her. “Yeah, hopefully we will win!” Chuuya was excited mostly because he wanted to show off how fast he was, and win of course. Chuuya, Dazai, and the rest of their class walked down to the field. Dazai went to the bleachers because he wanted a good view and he didn't want to stand in a crowded place.

Chuuya was last in the order of the relay. Meaning he had to run the fastest and beat the other teams.

Dazai spaced out as the rules were said over the crappy school speaker system. Dazai only really paid attention when the race started. Shirase was the first member who had to run to some girl Dazai didn't know.

He handed a flag to her and she started running to another nameless kid. Currently his class was in second place, a second year class was in the lead. Now that Tachihara was running the teams were really neck and neck.

Though Dazai had no doubt that Chuuya would win it for their class. And he was right as per usual. As soon as Chuuya had the flag he was across the finish line in seconds. Everyone around Dazai was screaming and cheering for Chuuya.

Dazai didn't care though, all he cared about was the short redhead smiling and having the time of his life.

Chuuya had won, he was so proud of himself. Over all the loud cheers he could still hear himself think, where’s Dazai? Dazai had to see that right? Chuuya scanned the bleachers and found Dazai at the top. He was smiling with a thumbs up directed towards Chuuya. Dazai locked eyes with Chuuya and yelled, “You did it Chuuya!”.

Even with all of the cheering around him Chuuya still heard it, and it made him smile even more than he already was. All of his teammates ran over and they all hugged Chuuya. Everything felt hazy. And for the second time that day, Chuuya felt himself only focusing on one particular brunette. Though he was eventually shook back into reality.

“Chuuya we won!” Shriase shook Chuuya by the shoulders causing him to leave his dream-like state. “We did,” Chuuya said, regaining his breath (he had been holding it in for god knows how long). Chuuya looked back over to the bleachers to see Dazai walking down. “I'll be back guys!” Chuuya yelled as he started making his way towards Dazai. Chuuya doesn't know when but his walk turns into a sprint as he bolts for Dazai.

“Mackerel!” Chuuya hollered at the boy a few feet away from him. “Slug” Dazai smiled as Chuuya appeared at his side. “We won!” Chuuya laughed, hitting his fist into Dazais chest. “You did, actually,” Dazai said. He really didn't understand why Chuuya was saying ‘we’, if he wanted to he could have won all by himself.

“But I had help-” Chuuya got cut off by a finger to his lip. “Shhh Chibi, you won my mind won't be changed, wanna go get ice cream later?” Dazai asked, smirking, Chuuya had won a lot more than a race. He also won ice cream which he wouldn't complain about. Chuuya and Dazai made their way back to the classroom with everyone else.

The rest of the day consisted of watching movies and chatting. When the bell rang to release the students Chuuya and Dazai walked out of the classroom with a possy of girls. All of them were talking Chuuya up, ignoring Dazai in the process.

“Chuuya you are like so cool!” One of Yuan's friends grabbed onto Chuuyas arm. Unlike Chuuya, Dazai was very uncomfortable in the situation and Chuuya was highly unaware that these girls were hitting on him.

“Ah thanks” Chuuya shrugged it off. “Ahem” Dazai cleared his throat, making everyone remember that he was still there. “Sorry to ruin your fun ladies but Chuuya and I have something to attend” Dazai aggressively leached onto Chuuyas arm to mimic the fangirls. “Lets go Chu Chu!” Dazai dragged Chuuya away while waving to the girls.

“What was that for?” Chuuya asks and they walk past the front gates. “Well, we're getting ice cream!” Dazai left out the part about disliking people clinging to Chuuya. That was his job only. “Okay?” Chuuya skeptically said. He could care less for Dazais reasoning, he just wanted ice cream.

Luckily, Dazai knew there was an ice cream shop on their way home. “Here we are!” Dazai exclaimed, turning Chuuyas shoulders to a small shop. They walked into the store with a small ring from the bell. “One chocolate and one mint chocolate chip,” Dazai says, handing the owner a few hundred yen (likely stolen from Mori).

Dazai in exchange waited a few moments before being handed the cones. He thanked the man and walked back towards Chuuya who was sitting by a window.

“Chibi, I got you your favorite~” Dazai dragged the last part to annoy the other. “Thanks,” Chuuya turned from looking out the window, Dazai assumed he must have been spacing out. The brunet handed him the mint cone. Dazai personally preferred chocolate over the other flavors.

The rest of their day continued with light arguing (which always happened between them), and a bit of actual studying at Dazais house. When it finally got dark out and the late hours of the night were approaching Dazai offered to walk Chuuya home, regardless of what Chuuya said or the fact that they literally lived next to each other, Chuuya agreed anyways.

“All of that useless nonsense made my head hurt” Chuuya exclaimed, while bordly holding his head in his hands. “That's what happens when you don't pay attention!” Dazai laughed it off as the two of them started to exit the house. “You're always the one harassing people in class!” Chuuya retorted, Dazai was almost always talking to someone so how could he of all people say that.

“It's called multitasking. Your Chibi brain couldn't comprehend it” Dazai laughed, Chuuyas brain wasn't small! In fact he was quite smart, he just struggled to pay attention with a certain fish bothering him all the time! “Ugh whatever it's too late to deal with you” Chuuya said, slipping on his shoes.

“Ha another argument won by yours truly!” Dazai sang, as they walked towards Chuuyas house. “Hey Chuuya, next time give me a heads up about the whole physical activity thing. I want to do it exactly…,” Dazai pretended to check a watch he didn't have “Never again!” He finished.

“Yeah okay, but I will admit it was extremely funny to watch you panic” Chuuya muttered as they reached his front door. “Hey! Chibiko’s soooo mean” Dazai pouted, crossing his arms. “Am not, see ya’ tomorrow Dazai?” Chuuya asked, turning around to face Dazai fully.

“Yep cya' Chuuya!” Dazai waved him off and started walking back towards his own house.

No one but Dazai and the darkness of his room would know about his excessive identity crisis that night. Dazai figured it would be better to figure himself out in one night then spend months doing it. But at least Dazai didn't regret going to school that day as much as he thought he had.

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The rest of their week involved studying, cramming more information into their brains, and even more studying.

“Chuuyaaa this is why you should pay more attention!” Dazai exclaims, as he hangs off the edge of his bed. Currently the two of them are at Dazais house in an attempt to get Chuuya to remember as much knowledge as possible for their upcoming tests (It wasn't working great). “I would if you didn't annoy me all the time, how do you even remember this stuff you barely show up to school!” Chuuya retorts, crossing his arms.

“Because unlike you my brain is big enough to fill in the blanks!” Dazai laughs. “Hey!” Chuuya smacks Dazais supporting arm, causing him to fall off his bed. “Ow! Was that really necessary Chibi?” Dazai yelps, causing Chuuya to laugh more than he already was.

This was the fifth time they got distracted with one another.

“Yes it was, now can we do something else this is super boring” Chuuya said, it was getting somewhat late, and they had their first day of testing in the morning. “As much as I'd love to play video games, you seriously need to study.” Dazai grabbed another textbook from the floor and handed it to Chuuya.

”You're no fun,” Muttered Chuuya, as he grabbed the book and read over the bookmarked pages. A few days prior Dazai had taken all of Chuuyas school books and marked the important pieces in them. When it got dark, Chuuya went back to his own house.

He would have stayed to kick Dazai’s ass at Mario Kart, but they did have an important test in the morning.

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When back, finished the week all he wanted to do was sleep. Finally, he was done with all his testing and their school would go on break for the rest of the week. Once they got back, they would be given their test scores and Dazai would likely harass Chuuya for his results. Though Dazai somewhat deserved to know because he had helped Chuuya study, and because they always shared test scores with each other.

Within another few minutes the bell rang and Chuuya immediately walked to Dazais classroom, where Dazai was waiting outside.

“Chibi we’re finally done! That was so easy and boring-” Dazai said while leaning against the wall. “I've never agreed with you more, not the easy part though, that History test was hard” Chuuya yawned into his hand. “We should have a sleepover, Moris not at the house~” Dazai said suggestively, after all he hadn't had the opportunity to properly annoy Chuuya for the past week.

“As long as you don't annoy me all night, sure.” After going to the shoe lockers, they both started the walk home.

“Chuuya~ we should get snacks so we can have a movie marathon!” Dazai pointed to a convenience store. They walked inside and Dazai immediately walked towards the back to get whatever snacks he wanted. Leaving Chuuya behind. Chuuya wandered off to the candy section and grabbed a few chocolate bars. While looking for Dazai, he got texted by him.

[Waste of Bandages]: I’m at the cashier slug ₍ᐢ•ﻌ•ᐢ₎

Chuuya shrugged the text off and walked towards the cashier he saw Dazai standing at. He quickly paid for his chocolates seeing that Dazai already had a full bag of who knows what. “Dazai what in the world did you even buy?” Chuuya asked motioning his head towards Dazais hand.

“Snacks? What else would I get” Dazai said looking confused, Chuuya figured he was taking after Ranpo who always had snacks. The rest of their walk home they listened to random rock songs off Chuuyas phone.

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“Here Chibi,” Dazai said, handing Chuuya a Blueberry Ramune, Dazai also pulled out another blue drink and struggled to open it.

“Thanks… but do you need help?” Chuuya snickers as Dazai struggles to push the marble down. “No, you're tiny and weak I can do it myself” Dazai put a hand to his heart in an attempt to look offended. “Whatever you say” Chuuya swiftly pushed the marble into the drink on the first try.

“Ow ow ow ow!” Dazai yipped, taking his hand away from the drink. It had various lines indented into his skin, yet he was unsuccessful in opening the drink. “Just give it to me” Chuuya grabbed the drink and tugged on it when Dazai tried to stop him. “But I can do it!” Dazai pouted, letting Chuuya take it from him. Chuuya opened it with ease and laughed at the astonished Dazai.

“I don't see the appeal in harming yourself for a soda.” Dazai mumbled a ‘thank you’ under his breath and took the drink from the redhead.

“Your noodle arms are just weak” Chuuya rolled his eyes as Dazai shot him a side glare. “You're just weirdly strong,” Dazai retorted while looking proud of himself. “Yeah, yeah whatever, let's go watch some movies!” Chuuya grabbed Dazais hand in his free one and walked them up the stairs.

They watched a movie till Oda, Dazai’s brother called them down for dinner. Afterwards they played some random video games till it got dark outside. “Ha, I won again Chibi!” Dazai leaned onto Chuuyas shoulder and started whispering cheering noises. “Woooo Dazai won wohoooo!”. Chuuya pushed his face away, clearly annoyed.

“Awe you're no fun” Dazai pouted causing Chuuya to glare at him. “Of course, you won! I'm practically passing out over here” Chuuya said with a small yawn. “Sure~” Dazai got off his bed and started turning off his gaming console.

They were already in their pajamas after Dazai decided to spill Chuuyas tea all over them.

“Yeah, well I'm tired so suck it up, I would have beat you if I wasn't!” Chuuya flopped off Dazai’s bed and onto the futon on the floor. “I bet you would have, night slug” Dazai glanced down at Chuuya who was already covered in blankets. “Night mackerel” Chuuya said softly, Dazai was glad he shut the lights off otherwise the light blush covering his face would be visible.

Dazai had enjoyed the day so much that he forgot about his master plan! He shuffled back onto his bed and checked his phone. It was just past eleven, but he needed to execute his plan before Chuuya actually started falling asleep. Quickly reaching for the pocket in his sweatpants he pulled out a pet laser.

While they were at the convenience store, he had picked one up for this prank. He turned it on and quickly shined it onto Chuuyas closed eyes. “Dazai I fucking swear, what is that?” Chuuya opened his eyes to find Dazai on his bed with his back turned to Chuuya. “What are you talking about?” Dazai said, trying to hide his amusement from his voice. Dazai shines it onto the ceiling, quickly turning it off.

“That!” Chuuya points his chin towards the ceiling. “I don't know what that is Chuuya! You really need to be more descriptive” Dazai immediately does it again, tilting his hand so it's shown on his closet door. He keeps it there for a few seconds and turns it off again. “Dazai if I was hallucinating, I wouldn't hear a clicking noise!” Chuuya throws the blankets off of himself and sits up glaring at Dazai.

“We both know I have better hearing and all I hear is you blabbering!” Dazai whisper-yelled to prevent himself from snickering. Dazai clicks it back on and starts writing letters on the closet door. C… he clicks it off, H and he clicks it off again. Dazai was snickering to himself as he watched Chuuya, he looked mortified, then annoyed.
“Dazai, did you seriously buy a cat laser!” Chuuya reached around for Dazais hand, grabbing the object. “Actually, it's a dog laser and I bought it just for you!” Dazai burst out laughing, and Chuuya shined it directly into his left eye.

“Ow chibi that hurts!” Dazai choked out in between laughs, cradling his hand in front of his attacked eye. “That's called karma asshole now let me sleep in peace” Chuuya said, moving it to Dazais other eye for good measure. “What a mean doggy!” Muttered Dazai, who turned back to face away from the other.

“Yo- you know what nevermind” Huffed Chuuya as he shuffled back into his pile of blankets.

“I'm making sure Oda puts this in the confiscation drawer!” Chuuya mumbled as Dazai made a disappointed noise but did not comment further. He had succeeded in keeping Chuuya awake till midnight, so he would count that as a win.

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Dazai woke up after being shaken by Chuuya. “Dazai wake up,” Chuuya said, throwing a pillow at Dazais face. “Why we’re not doing anything?” Dazai yawned and blinked a few times to adjust to the sunlight flooding into his room.

“Yes we are! Yesterday you agreed we would go to the pier” Chuuya sat next to Dazai. He was already dressed in some of the spare clothes he kept at Dazais house. He was wearing a band-tee and a pair of ripped jeans, his leather gloves, as well as the choker Dazai got him for his fifteenth birthday.

“I remember that, can we at least eat first?” Dazai sat up with another overdramatic yawn. “Sure, I think Odas is making something right now actually” Chuuya grabbed Dazais hand and dragged him off the bed. “I'll be down in a minute” Dazai hollered as Chuuya walked out of his room.

Dazai quickly changed into his white oversized sweater and tan slacks, he also replaced his bandages with clean ones. He walked downstairs to see his older brother and best friend chatting.

“I'm alive! Sadly” Dazai mumbled the last part, causing Chuuya to scoff as he slid onto a counter stool next to him. “Dazai, Chuuya was telling me about the prank you pulled last night,” Odasaku said, looking over his shoulder from the stove where he was making pancakes. “It was funny!” Dazai dramatically said, acting like he was the victim.

“I will agree with him there- Only because I did it back to him” Chuuya smirked at Dazai. “I'm sure it was funny, but I could hear you two from downstairs, just be glad Mori isn't here” Oda plated their pancakes and walked to the couch (likely to write).

Chuuya quickly ate his, Dazai mostly picked around his while waiting for Chuuya to finish. “Ready to go slug?” Dazai asked once Chuuya finished. “Yeah, we better get slushies while we're there!” Chuuya grinned as he took Dazai and his plates and washed them in the sink. “Be back before sundown and have fun!” Oda said from his spot on the couch. “We will, bye Odasaku~” Dazai said, slipping on his shoes. Once Chuuya did the same they left the house.

The pier wasn't too far from where they lived but it wasn't within walking distance, so they took the bus. “Chibi we should go to Cosmo World, but I think you might be too short to ride anything but the carousel!” Dazai snickered as they got on the bus. “You're only two inches taller than me! If I can’t, you can’t” Chuuya glared, crossing his arms.

“Good thing we will be playing the games then!” Dazai said. Chuuya knew he would never admit it but he hated amusement park rides. “Yeah, and I'm going to beat you at all of them!” Chuuya grinned, thinking about all the games he would win. The rest of the bus ride they were huddled up together watching cat videos off Chuuyas phone. “Chuuya, let's go to the beach first!” Dazai exclaimed once they got off the said bus.

“Race ya?” Chuuya asked, turning to look at Dazai. “Of course slug” Dazai taunted and immediately started running towards the sea. Chuuya wasn't far behind him, actually he soon passed Dazai who wasn't a fast runner at all.

(Or maybe he just felt like giving Chuuya the win, he did have a head start).

When Chuuya reached the edge of the water he turned to Dazai and yelled, “Ha who are you calling slug, slug!”. “You're just oddly fast that's all!” Dazai huffed out, he seriously needed to run more, maybe then he wouldn't be so tired after sprinting a few yards. “Whatever let's get those slushies you promised me now” Chuuya grabbed Dazais hand and started dragging him towards the nearby gas station.

If you asked Chuuya how he felt about the contact with Dazais hand, he’d lie and tell you it feels completely normal in an attempt to forget how it made his face burn. Once they climbed the small hill they ran down, the gas station just across the street. Dazai pressed the crossing button with his free hand. After a few seconds of waiting the sign showed they could cross.

Chuuya had a hatred of crossing streets even when he had the right of way. So, he quickly tugged Dazai along and they sprinted across the crosswalk. Dazai had never really questioned his habit of doing that or his others, it was one of those things about Chuuya that made him Chuuya. That and Dazai wasn't really the right person to question someone's habits, he had too many bad and or weird ones of his own.

“Dazai you're spacing out again” Chuuya waved his hand in front of Dazais face. “Oh, uh sorry” Dazai laughed it off, they were in front of the slushie machines and Chuuya was handing him a cup. Dazai took it and started mixing the blue raspberry and cherry flavors. Chuuya did the exact same thing just in the opposite order of Dazai.

They walked up to the counter and paid for their drinks, then they walked back to the beach. Dazai sat down and started to obnoxiously slurp his slushy.

“Do you seriously need to have the added sound effects?” Chuuya asked while sitting next to him. “Yes, otherwise how am I going to enjoy it?” Dazai smirks and begins loudly slurping it again. “Wow you look more like a fish while you're drinking” Chuuya points out while mimicking Dazais facial expression. “And you just look like an idiot, it seems like I'm the only one who looks good with a fish face,” Dazai said while playing with the sand next to him.

"We should make a sandcastle,” Dazai states, turning back to face Chuuya with a large grin on his face. “Dazai were not five… it better have a moat” Chuuya started digging with his hands in the sand between them. “You will go get seashells by the time you come back it'll be done~” Dazai said, shooing Chuuya away. For the next couple of minutes Chuuya walked along the beach picking up any shells he liked.

When Chuuya got back to Dazai he had a handful of shells. Dazai had somehow managed to make the crappiest ‘castle’ ever. It was just a mound of sand and a small moat that he had somehow managed to put a crab in. “Dazai, how the hell did you get this here?” Chuuya asked, pointing towards the crab. “I saw it and picked it up? What else could I have done?” Dazai said, looking completely innocent.

“Didn't it pinch you?” Chuuya asked, looking seriously concerned. “A little, but it was so worth the face you're making right now,” Dazai laughed quickly, as he snapped a photo of Chuyya. “Hey!” Chuuya tried to grab Dazais phone but instead he almost tripped over their drinks. “Dazai, delete it!” Chuuya demanded crossing his arms. “Fine I have it pictured in the back of my mind anyways!” He teased turning his phone and deleting the picture of Chuuya, he made sure to delete it in his recently deleted.

“That's probably worse” Chuuya muttered, handing Dazai his seashells. “Oh, I didn't expect you to actually get shells, I just wanted you to walk away for a few minutes while I put that here” Dazai tilted his head towards the crab in the moat. “We should probably let it out,” Chuuya suggested, trying to dig the crab a way out without being pinched. He successfully managed to free the creature and it waddled back to the water.

“Aww I liked it” Pouted Dazai as he watched it walk into the water. “I bet you did even when it pinched you, it must have liked me more” Chuuya added the last part to annoy Dazai. “It's only because it saw your red hair! It probably thought you were a crab too!” Dazai retorted, earning a glare from Chuuya.

“That makes absolutely no sense, but I'll let you believe that if it makes you happy,” Chuuya said as his phone started ringing. He grabbed it from his pocket and answered it. “Yes dad, I'm fine” Chuuya said to one of his fathers on the other side of the line. “I'm with Dazai right now” A few seconds later he added a ‘mhum’ sound. “Okay see you guys then, love you” Chuuya said, hanging up the phone.

“What was that about?” Dazai asked once Chuuya turned to look at him. “My parents and Ane-San are coming back tomorrow, they just wanted to see how I was doing” Chuuya stated, shoving his phone back into his pocket once again. “We should probably get going to the pier before crowds of people get there” Chuuya stood up, reaching his hand out to Dazai. After helping Dazai up he grabbed his drink and kicked the sandcastle down with a grin on his face. Dazai added the image into his mental photo library of Chuuya.

“Lead the way Chibi” Dazai said and the two began walking towards the pier. It was just down the coastline from where they messed around. “Ready to get your ass beaten mackerel?” Chuuya smugly asked while turning to face the brunette next to him. “The real question is are you ready to get beaten?” Dazai asked stealing Chuuyas questions. “Yeah no, I'm going to win, you're going to lose” Chuuya smirked pointing a finger into Dazais chest.

“Well then what do you plan on winning?” Dazai asked as the entrance to the amusement park came into view. They turned onto the wooden pier and started walking towards the large sign. “Eh, whatever the best prize is,” Chuuya bragged as Dazai pulled out the yen from his backpack to pay for their entry. “Let's see about that Chuuya~”.

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“Let's see about that Chuuya~” Oh Dazai was so going to live up to his words.

He quickly paid for their tickets. “Chuuya, we should get cotton candy!” Dazai pointed towards a booth. As Dazai drags Chuuya, he throws away their empty drinks. “What flavor do you want?” Dazai asked the redhead next to him. “Uh vanilla” Chuuya said, Dazai nodded, letting go of his hand and walking up to the stand.

“Can I get a vanilla and blue raspberry cotton candy?” Dazai asked, after waiting a few minutes for their cotton candy to be made, he paid and walked back to Chuuya. Chuuya had relocated himself to a bench a few feet away from where he was previously standing. His back was turned as he sat on his knees, looking out towards the bay. Dazai decided that instead of yelling ‘Chuuya’ he would just creep up behind him.

When he got within reach, he taped Chuuyas back, causing him to almost fall backwards. He quickly whipped his face around ready to fight whoever touched him. “What the hell- Dazai! You can't just fucking scare me like that!” Chuuya scolded after he saw who was behind him. “Well, I just did?” Dazai smirked tantingly and handed Chuuya his requested cotton candy.

He took off his gloves before trying the treat. “Tsk” Chuuya scoffed “Your hopeless”. Oh, trust me I know Chuuya. “Chibis is just jealous that I'm amazing!” Dazai snickers, shoving a fistful of blue cotton candy into his mouth. “Why is this so sticky?” Chuuya frowned. His fingers were glazed over in pink sugar, a wad of the cotton in his hand.

Chuuya looked back up at Dazai to see that he had the blue substance on the edge of his mouth.

“Dazai, you look like an idiot” Chuuya plopped the pink candy into his mouth. “So do you!” Dazai said, consuming another handful. “Scratch that, you're not hopeless, you're impossible” Chuuya slyly said, licking his fingers to free them of the stickiness. “Yeah, impossibly attractive~” Dazai purred out with a dismissive wave of his hand.

“Sure, more like hmm, impossibly hopeless?” Chuuya was really just falling into Dazais trap at this point. “Impossibly and hopelessly attractive? You're only giving me more words to add to my attractiveness Chuuya~” Dazai laughed, then proceeded to finish off his cotton candy. “I'm just going to ignore everything you just said,” Chuuya said, turning back to face the water.

Dazai whined at this action and sits next to Chuuya on the bench. “Chuuyaaaa don't be like that!” Dazai whined as Chuuya turned his head to the side. “Like what?” Dazai couldn't see Chuuyas face, but he knew he rolled his eyes at Dazais statement.

“Ignoring me to watch water, water can't be that entertaining, it just moves in the same pointless pattern!” Dazai started looking out to the water that Chuuya was apparently so interested in. “It’s calming? Pretty? I don't know but it's not boring, probably the most peaceful thing about Yokohama” Chuuya mumbled, turning back to face Dazai, who instead of looking at Chuuya was looking at the water.

“Chuuyas having a sappy poet rant again eww” Dazai mocked, side glancing what should have been Chuuyas back, instead meat with Chuuya staring back at him. Dazai would never admit it outloud but he did really enjoy Chuuyas ‘sappy poet rants. “Poetry’s not sappy dammit! It's an amazing form of self-expression you couldn't comprehend!” Chuuya glared, his insults empty.

Dazai decided to keep silent, they stayed like that looking at the water. It truly was calming like Chuuya had said. After a few moments of peaceful bliss Chuuya spoke up. “Hey Dazai, ready to go get beaten at every game this place has to offer?” Chuuya said smugly, looking away from the water to face the brunette in question.

“Hmm how about you, ready to be beaten at every game this place has to offer?” Dazai retorted Chuuyas' question. “Not happening but whatever let's go, I say we play ring toss first” Chuuya huffed out, getting off the bench, and throwing away his leftover paper cone from the cotton candy.

Dazai did the same and the two began to walk over to the games section of Cosmo World.

Once they spotted the ring toss game Chuuya grabbed Dazais upper arm and dragged him towards it. The man who was operating the booth quickly explained the rules, each player gets six rings, you can't lean over the barrier, and two successful tosses would result in a different tier of prize, yada yada. Chuuya paid the appropriate amount of yen to play the game and started. He aimed for the middle with precision.

Easily landing the ring on the bottle. The second time he aimed a little further, with the bouncing of the ring he still managed to land the ring on the top of a bottle. He was now guaranteed a second-tier prize at minimum. The third toss he got a little cocky, throwing it too hard. Causing the ring to bounce off the bottles and fall into the crevices of them.

“Dang it,” Chuuya muttered. Dazai found the sight very amusing. Chuuya pouting over losing a game, while still looking very focused. He giggled lightly, causing Chuuya to glare at him. “Shut up noodle arms” Chuuya huffed, turning back to look at the game infront of him.

He tossed the fourth ring, barely nagging a bottle in the back. Chuuya turned to Dazai to give him a taunting grin. Dazai only dramatically rolled his eyes, then Chuuya refocused on the game at hand. He decided to be a bit risky and lightly toss a little to the left, as to not have the ring rickashay off the others. His risk seemed to work as the ring caught on one of the bottles.

Picking up the sixth and final ring he threw it into the center, not really caring if it landed or not since he wouldn't get the highest tier prize anyways. Surprisingly enough it landed, causing Chuuya himself to look a little shocked.

“Well what prize would you like, kid?” The operator asked, pointing to a middle shelf. Ultimately Chuuya would have loved to get the giant dog plushie but it was ‘top tier’ or some shit so he couldn't. Chuuya pointed to a small sheep plush, “That one”. Dazai snickered at Chuuyas choice, earning a fast glare from the redhead. The man took it off the shelf and handed it to Chuuya. “Thanks” Chuuya nodded as he and Dazai walked off.

“Did Chuuya seriously have to get a sheep out of all the options, I know he can be sheepish at times but really?” Dazai snickers to a pouting Chuuya. “I wanted the giant dog, but I couldn't get it,” Chuuya muttered, looking down at his feet. Dazai immediately felt bad at the sight of Chuuya being down, for God knows what reason. “Don't be sad Chibi! There are still other games you can brute your way into winning!” Dazai suggested, the first statement might have been comforting. The second was just a coverup.

“Your right it's not like you could win the game with your stick self” Chuuya looked back up to Dazai with a new fire behind his eyes and a grin. “I know exactly what we're going to play!” Chuuya grinned, grabbing Dazais arm, dragging them back the way they came. “This,” Chuuya started, “And you're not going to complain or back out”. Chuuya had dragged Dazai to the rope ladder game.

It was placed next to loudspeakers, Dazai assumed this was to make the players more likely to mess up.

“But Chuuya-” Dazai pouted. “No buts you're going to play it too; in fact, you go first” Chuuya pushed Dazai towards the worker. He let out a dramatic sigh and paid for his turn. The rules were explained to him, ‘You can't fall off the rope, to win you must hit the bell at the top of the incline’. The game wouldn't be much of a struggle for Dazai, right? The timer started (To keep track of the lowest time of the day) and Dazai grabbed the middle rope rung.

He immediately twisted the rope around and fell. “Oh my god Dazai” Chuuya barked through his loud laughter. Dazai hadn't even made it five seconds without falling off. He got up and shot Chuuya a glare, holding the lower part of his back with his left hand. “It wasn't funny Chuuya!” He grimaced. “It was!” He choked out after some more laughter. “Yeah, when you fall it will be so funny!” Dazai mocked, Chuuya handed Dazai his sheep plush then quickly paid for his turn and the timer started up again.

Unlike Dazai, Chuuya was aware of the trick to this game. The player was meant to grab the rope supporting the rungs, not the rungs themself. He moved his left foot and right arm in sync, successfully moving himself closer to the top without losing his balance. Repeating the same motion, he moved his right leg and left arm, clearing the first rung.

Moving a little faster he repeated the first step, then second, meaning he only needed to clear four more rungs to win. The loudspeaker flooding his eardrums was not helping him focus at all. Shifting his body weight slightly he climbed further up.

“Hey Chuuya, nice ass!” Dazai yelled, causing Chuuya to lose his balance and flip the rope. Dazai earned a few disapproving glares from bystanders. “Damn you Dazai” Chuuya muttered under his breath. As long as he could flip the rope back over, he could still win this thing.

Shifting his bodyweight with a swing gave him a little momentum. The rope flipped slightly but ultimately returned to its twisted position. He did the same action with more swing, successfully flipping the rope to its proper position. Not to waste any more time he concentrated and started climbing further up again.

Dazai was glad that Chuuya couldn't see him, for his face withstood utter shock. Maybe Chuuya could actually win this. After a few moments of concentration, he passed another rung, three more to go. With consistent motions he made it past another, then another. Passing the last rung he lifted his arm to touch the bell. And fell.

“Fuck” Chuuya muttered in defeat, the rigged carnival games won again. Sliding down the attraction he was met with Dazai who was covering his mouth with his free hand to stop himself from laughing. “Oh, shut up!” Chuuya said, grabbing his sheep from Dazai, “If it weren't for your inappropriate comment about my ass I would have won!”.

“Aw Chuuya, why are you blaming me! You're the one who lost your balance” Dazai pouted as the two walked away from the blasting speakers. “Say’s you, you couldn't even make it five seconds on that thing!” Chuuya explained, looking over to Dazai.

He had stopped walking and was looking at a shooting duck game. “Chuuyaaa” Dazai begged turning to face the redhead. “Seriously Dazai?” Chuuya questions, as Dazai took his non-sheep occupied hand and pulled him towards the game. “Yes seriously” Dazai said before paying for them to play the game.

The rules of this one were fairly simple: whoever shot the most ducks in the allotted time won and got a prize. Dazai picked up the water gun and inspected it while Chuuya placed his sheep in his lap. The timer started and Dazai immediately shot the first wave of ducks with precision. Chuuya on the other hand had a lazy aim, only knocking down a third of what Dazai did. “How is your aim better than mine!” Chuuya complained as the second wave began.
Just like the round before, Dazai quickly hit all of his targets, Chuuya missing a couple. “Your aim is shaky that's why” Dazai said mimicking how Chuuya was holding the water gun in both hands, causing it to shake, unlike how Dazai originally had his in one.

“Oh” Chuuya muttered under his breath. This time when the third and final wave came out, Dazai once again scored upon all of the targets, Chuuya only missed one. “Ha! I did it” Chuuya exclaimed with a grin on his face. Though in the end Dazai ultimately won.

When asked what prize he wanted Dazai pointed to a small orange tabby cat plush. “Hm, that one”. Once Dazai was presented with his prize of choice they wandered around and played a few other games. The other games they played there were no prizes received, this was because Dazai had found the Arcade, and the only prizes they actually wanted were candies.

“Here Chibi, take this, I'll be back~” Dazai said, handing Chuuya a large bag of candy before running around the corner. Dazai quickly rushed over towards the original game they went to, ring toss. Ever since Chuuya lost Dazai was waiting for the perfect opportunity to go back and win him that dog plush.

“You're that kid who was with the redhead” The man operating the ring toss stated. “Yeah,” Dazai replied, handing him his yen to play the game.

[Chibi (¬ꞈ ¬")] : Dazai

[Chibi (¬ꞈ ¬")] : Where the fuck are you?

[Chibi (¬ꞈ ¬")] : It's been ten minutes

[Me]: Whoopsies 乁(^o^)ㄏ I'm by the Ferris wheel

[Chibi (¬ꞈ ¬")]: Of course, you are, I'll be there in a few

After a few tries at the game, Dazai won, it was really harder than it looked. He definitely didn't need to win for him, but the shocked Chuuya would be worth it. Dazai draped his hands around the massive dog plush and walked to the base of the ferris wheel. After a few minutes of lazing on his phone he spotted a certain redhead looking around.

“Asshole is this where you ran off to-” Chuuya said walking in front of the bench Dazai was seated at with his hands on his hips. Dazai snickers at the sight. “Seriously I need to keep better track of where you are” Chuuya deadpand. “Wait” Chuuya said, noticing the giant dog thing next to Dazai. “Did you seriously go back to win yourself that! You could have just asked me, and I would have gotten it for you!” Chuuya said, seemingly forgetting that it was himself who wanted the prize.

“I know you're a slug and all, but are you seriously this slow?” Dazai asks as Chuuya plops down next to him. “Huh!” Chuuya expressed, looking confused. “Well slug I didn't win it for myself” Dazai started “It's for you idiot”. Dazai mumbled the last part, but Chuuya heard him anyway.

“Oh-OH uh thanks Dazai” Chuuya said, turning to the side in an attempt to hide the obvious blush on his cheeks. “How did you even win it!” Chuuya questioned turning back to face Dazai. “It wasn't that hard” He lied, Chuuya obviously knew this but didn't question further.

“Okay hmm, you can have my sheep, then it'll be even?” Chuuya suggested, handing Dazai the bag that contained the sheep, cat and candy they previously won. “Yeah, that works I think,” Now it was Dazais turn to be flustered, pink tinting his pale face. After a few awkward moments, Chuuya spoke up.

“We should probably go get lunch” He suggests, looking at the time of Dazais phone. “Good idea,” Dazai said, standing up and extending his arm for the other to take. Chuuya took his hand to stand up, but quickly let it go as they began walking towards one of the amusement parks restaurants.

They quickly got seated and ordered a pizza. After they ate lunch Chuuya decided it would be a good idea to check out the attractions that didn't cost additional yen.

“Oh, I'm so going to wreck you at bumper cars!” Chuuya blurted out. “You wish slug!” Dazai taunted. Once they got to the ride, they set their prizes down and waited for the cars to start up. Obviously the most logical thing for them to do was chase each other around the entire time.

“Got you Chuuya~” Dazai yelled over the loud music as he ran Chuuya into a wall. “Fuc- frick you!” Chuuya yelled, trying to cover his cursing since there were children present. “Yeah, nice save there!” Dazai laughed out loud and Chuuya backed his car into Dazai’s. “Hey!”.

The rest of the game consisted of Chuuya trying to swerve between other players, in an attempt to hit Dazai (he failed). After a few more hours of going on random rides, it was starting to get dark. They both agreed that they should go on the ferris wheel, they were at Cosmo World of course, they had to.

“Chibi, are you sure you want to go on it? If you fall from that height your tiny self will die!” Dazai snickers as they find themselves at the base of the wheel. “I'm sure dumbass and you’d die too!” Chuuya said, punching Dazai in the arm. “Ow this is abuse!” Dazai pouted. They made their way up to the ticket booth (Because of course attractions like this cost money).

Dazai paid for them to ride it and they hopped into a purple cart. “Ugh this place is so noisy” Dazai complained as the cart jerked forward and they began their ascent “Give me the bag” Chuuya demanded extending a hand. Dazai obeyed and handed it to him.

Chuuya then took out two lollipops, handing the bag and one of the lollipops back to Dazai. Opening his in one swift movement, Chuuya put it in his mouth, turning to look at the bay beneath them. Watching all of the bright lights reflect from the park to the water.

It was an array of colors, reds, blues and purples dancing upon its surface. “Wait didn't Odasaku tell us to be back before sundown?” Chuuya asked, turning back to look at Dazai. “Oh, don't worry about that, I told him we’d be back before midnight at most, he said that would be okay as long as I told him when we left the park” Dazai said, opening his pink lollipop.

“Okay” Chuuya turned back to look at the water. With every stop and restart of the wheel they climbed up. The next time someone spoke was when they were about halfway up.

“Isn't the water pretty from up here Dazai?” Chuuya asked, chewing on a nonexistent lollipop’s stick. Dazai turned his head and looked out to the water. “Yeah, it looks like a rainbow vomited, but pretty” Dazai laughed out, snapping a picture of the scenery with his phone. (The scenery being Chuuya looking out at the scenery).

“Let's take a selfie Chuuya!” Dazai said standing up from his seat opposite of Chuuya, the car immediately jolted causing him to stumble, and Chuuya to laugh. “That was so well deserved!” Chuuya choked out, still laughing.

“Rude! I just want to take a photo!” Dazai pouted sitting next to Chuuya. “Whatever, I already know you took like fifty already” Chuuya said rolling his eyes. Dazai tilted his phone to the side and posed with his finger in a check shape under his chin with a grin.

Chuuya decided that for his pose he’d flash his middle finger and stick his tongue out. Dazai took the photo and inspected it, the Ferris wheels bright lights reflecting off Chuuyas hair, the giant dog plush between them, it was a great photo in Dazais opinion.

Dazai got up to move back to the other side, but a hand stopped him. “You know you can sit on this side, right?” Chuuya questioned, causing Dazai to sit back down. They soon made it to the top.

“Look, we're at the top, Dazai” Chuuya said, Dazai looked up from his phone and out to the city. They were so high up that the people and cars below looked like ants. “Huh, you could practically see our school from here” Dazai stated, turning once again to face Chuuya.

“Actually, you can, see” Chuuya leaned over Dazai to point to a small building. Small being a understatement, their school was actually fairly large, the height they were at made it look small. “So, I was right,” Dazai smirked, grabbing another random candy from the bag.

Their descent started with another jolt of the cart. “It's kind of like we're flying,” Chuuya pointed out. He wasn't wrong, due to the increased altitude, and wind speed. “Chuuyas being cheesy again!” Dazai said earning a smack to the arm. “You just make everything cheesy!” Chuuya retorted, crossing his arms.

“Aw Chuuyas no fun he can't take a little teasing!” Dazai laughed, earning himself another smack. “Now he's just abusive!” Dazai snorted out in-between laughs. “I would throw you out of this cart but then I’d be charged for murder, and I don't particularly want to go to prison today” Chuuya glared, actually the real reason was because he didn't actually want to hurt Dazai, which Dazai himself knew.

“That would be so nice of you Chuuya!” Joked Dazai, the cart once again began descending. Once they completed their decent, they were halfway out of candy, and exhausted. “We should probably get back before Oda freaks out,” Dazai said, taking his phone out and texting his brother.

[Me]: Oda were on our way back now~ Thanks for letting us stay out later ╰(◡__◡✿╰)

They walked back to the bus stop and got on. Since it was later at night there were less people which was always a good thing. After a couple of stops they got off and started walking back to Dazais house.

When they returned Odasaku was sleeping on the couch. They quietly walked upstairs and got ready for bed. By the time they were done it was almost eleven.

Dazai started snickering about something unknown to Chuuya. “Dazai please tell me you don't have another pet laser” Chuuya begged, why else would Dazai be laughing if he didn't have another prank planned.

“No, sadly I'm laughing about how ridiculous you look next to that stuffed dog! It's almost as big as you!” Dazai laughed out, turning the lights off and shuffling over to his bed. “Whatever” Chuuya perked up looking at Dazai. “Whatever indeed, goodnight, Chibi” Dazai teased turning away from Chuuya who was on the futon. “Tsk” Chuuya scoffed. “Night idiot”.

Chapter Text

[Me] : Do Ane-San and I have the okay to make Dazais cake now?

[Odasaku] : Yeah, tell Koyo I said thanks for helping out!

Chuuya put his phone down. Tomorrow was Dazais Birthday and Odasaku was arranging a surprise party for him.

He stood up from his bed and walked down the hall to his sister's room. “Ane-San, Oda said we can start on the cake now,” Chuuya said, knocking on his sister's door. After a few moments she opened the door. “Okay I'll be there in a second lad, can you get the ingredients out for me?” Koyo asked, tying her long red hair into a bun.

“Yeah!” Chuuya replied as he walked towards the kitchen. He reached into the pantry and grabbed a box of premade cake mix (He wasn't going to admit that he had to stand on his tiptoes to reach it). Chuuya was a man of many talents but baking from scratch wasn't one.

Setting the box on the counter he moved over to the fridge and grabbed a carton of eggs and the premade frosting. The cake mix and frosting were both chocolate flavored, Dazai wasn’t a fan of cake unless it had some sort of chocolate in it. Koyo soon resurfaced from her room. “Chuuya, if you bought a premade mix why do you need my help?” She asked, eyes darting to the box next to Chuuya.

“Because you know how to bake and I don't” Chuuya insisted, the only thing he actually knew how to bake were cookies, and most of the time those turned out burnt or too sugary. “Sure,” Koyo said, gracefully rolling her eyes. “But I'll mostly be moderating you, it's not too difficult,” She added, sitting at the island counter.

Chuuya picked up the box and quickly read the instructions, “Oven to 350, twenty-two minutes,” Chuuya mumbled, setting the box down. He quickly moved over to the over to begin preheating it. After doing that he opened a floor-level cabinet and grabbed a mixing blow and two cake pans. Setting them on the counter he opened the box and poured the mix in.

“So, I just need water and melted butter?” Chuuya perked up, looking at Koyo, who was scrolling on her phone. “And the eggs, yes,” Said Koyo. Chuuya then grabbed a measuring cup, poured the proper amount of water into it, and then dumped it into the bowl of mix. After that he reopened the fridge and grabbed a stick of butter, cutting a third of it and placing it in a small glass bowl.

Then he put it in the microwave for forty-five seconds. He then turned around and cracked 2 eggs into the bowl. Once the microwave beeped, he grabbed the bowl and dumped it into the mixture. “Now I just mix it for two minutes, right?” He asked, Koyo looked up from her phone. “Yep, see you're getting the hang of this,” Koyo added before turning back to whatever she was doing. Chuuya swiftly opened a utensil drawer. Grabbing a whisk, he set a two-minute timer on his phone and mixed the continents in the bowl.

The mixture began to get sludgy and consistently colored, so far Chuuya hadn't fucked this up!

After the two minutes were up, he poured the mix into the pans, feeling confident about his skills. “Did you grease the pans?” Koyo asked innocently. “Fuck” Chuuya mumbled, so maybe he did fuck this one up. “Swear jar, I'll get a premade cake” She said, standing up from her seat and walking towards the door.

“Have fun with the mess you made~” Koyo teased as she grabbed her carkeys and went into the garage. As soon as Chuuya heard the garage door close he texted Dazai.

[Me] : Dazai I was baking and fucked up wanna come over and help me fix this?

Chuuya set down his phone, putting the non-greased cakes into the oven. (What an idiot). After a few minutes his phone pinged meaning he had a notification. Picking his phone back up he read.

[Waste of Bandages] : Walking over right now~
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It was of him snickering, cute, wait, Chuuya should not think like that what was he thinking? He shook those thoughts out of his head. Chuuya quickly walked over to his front door to be met with Dazai, he was dressed in a light blue pinstripe button up and tan slacks.

“What did you mess up this time Cbibi?” Dazai beamed while taking in Chuuyas appearance. Chuuya on the other hand was dressed in ripped jeans, a black button up with the first three buttons undone, his choker, hat and gloves.

“It wasn't my fault Ane-San didn't tell me to grease the pan!” Chuuya crossed his arms and glared at Dazai for a second, before stepping back and letting him inside. “Grease the pan for what?” Dazai asked, Chuuya hadn't really given him proper context as to what he was there to ‘fix’.

“Uh I was trying to make a cake!” Chuuya announced, attempting to hide the fact that said cake was for Dazai.

“Okay, where are the pans then?” Dazai motions towards the counter, which had nothing on it except an empty box of cake mix and a bowl. “Uh they are in the oven?” Chuuya questioned, it wasn't like he was going to waist perfectly good cake batter. “Are you stupid” Dazai snorts, “You could have just poured the pans out and sprayed them!” He laughed out, voice echoing throughout the empty living space.

“How you that wo- OH” Chuuya trailed off, why hadn't Koyo told him that! She probably knew he would mess it up, she was oddly good at foreseeing stuff like that. “Silly Chibi, did you seriously think we could salvage a cake that wouldn't come out of the pan” Dazai guessed, dramatically putting a hand to his chest. “Well, I thought we could try-” Chuuyas' statement got cut short as the oven began beeping.

Chuuya quickly pulled out an oven/ mitt from a drawer, taking off his glove and replacing it with the mit. And took the pans out from the oven. Chuuya set them down on a rack he previously set out, “They look fine?”.

“Not greasing a pan wouldn't affect the way it looks, you have to take it out of the pan,” Dazai said, deciding to take a seat at the island. “I know that dumbass!” Chuuya started pulling off his oven mitt and put his glove back on. “Mhum” Dazai hummed in response, playing a game on his phone.

“Well, I bet you know that It has to cool for fifteen minutes” Dazai smirked, looking up from his phone. “I knew that!” At least Chuuya knew the basics. After a few minutes of sitting on their phones in silence, Chuuya decided that the cakes were cool enough to take out of the pans.

“Oi Dazai help me with this” Chuuya ordered Dazai, motioning for him to stand. “But Chuuyaaa it's not my cake!” Complains Dazai, he stood up anyways. “It can't be that hard right?” Chuuya asks, grabbing two knives out in hopes of cutting the cakes out.

“Not if you do it right” He took a knife from Chuuya and started cutting in between the cake and pan. It made an irritating crunch, after fully circling the cake, Dazai flipped it out. “It wasn't that difficult” He shrugged, only a small section on the bottom had stuck but it wasn't going to be an issue.

Chuuya did the same thing but when he flipped his, a large chunk came out of the side. “Huh?” Chuuya gaped, how come Dazais piece came out perfectly fine and his didn't, was that even fair? How ironic was that?

“It can be that hard,” Dazai smirked, “That's so unfair! Ugh” Chuuya groaned. At least Dazai had the foresight to see if there was any frosting in the fridge, he hummed to signify that he found what he was looking for and pulled out a tub of chocolate frosting.

“Chuuya are you really going to waste this delectable frosting on a crumbled cake when we could just eat it?” Dazai questioned, putting the frosting in front of the crumbling cakes. “It's not a waste…but if you want to eat the extra frosting, I won't stop you” Chuuya opened the tub and carefully ripped off the seal.

Immediately the air was filled with the scent of the overly sweet substance.

His nose scrunched in response as he grabbed two spoons from a drawer within arm's length. Now Chuuya was no baker, with that being said he also had no idea on how to properly decorate a cake. (If he was, however, a baker, he would have had the knowledge to crumb coat the cake, but that was for another time).

Chuuya took a spoonful and plopped it onto the non-broken cake. He turned his head to see Dazai munching on the cake that got dismantled, immediately laughing. “Dude that probably tastes like shit without frosting!” Before he could continue choking out his words, Dazai shoved a mouthful of the crumbling cake.

If Chuuya didn't have any manners unlike a certain someone, he would have spat it out. Chuuya quickly swallowed the cake before grabbing what was supposed to be Dazais frosting spoon, getting frosting on it and slowly smearing it onto Dazais face. Now it was his time to be harassed, Dazai knew that Chuuya had a distaste for cake without frosting but that scheming bastard put it in his mouth, so why not get payback.

Dazai looked clearly disgusted at the sticky and cold substance on his face but proceeded to swipe it off with his finger (at this point Chuuya thought he was going to lick it being the disgusting fish he was). But Dazai proceeded to flash a smirk before booping Chuuyas nose, rubbing his finger in for good measure.

“Dazai I swear to fucking god” Chuuya tried to squrm out of his grasp. Somewhere along the lines Dazai backed Chuuya against the counter.

“You did it first!”

“What no you shoved cake in my mouth!”

“But that's different Chuuyaaa!”

“It's really not!”

“Your small brain can't tell the difference!”

“You just don't understand that it's clear-!”

Chuuya was cut off by the feeling of something wet on his nose.

“EW DAZAI WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK!” Chuuya screeched backing further into the counter. “AHAHA OH MY GOD” Dazai snorted. He at least backed away from Chuuya to give him some personal space. “YOUR FACE IS SO FUNNY RIGHT NOW” Wheezing, Dazai pulled out his phone and took a picture of the scene in front of him.

Chuuya, hands desperately gripping the counter for support, face redder than the color of blood itself. The spot of frosting on his nose wettened by Dazais tongue, which was absolutely disgusting but also extremely funny.

“I-” Chuuya sputtered over his words, “Why are you like this? And to think I was making a cake for you” He trailed off, mumbling incoherent words to himself. “Aw Chibi was making a cake for little ‘ol me? Well, if he told me that I wouldn't have bothered him!” Dazais' extremely large grin only grew (so did the light blush tinting his cheeks).

“UGH whatever, I'm going to wash my face with every skincare product I own, and YOU’RE going to start frosting the cake!” Chuuya stomped out of the kitchen and into the bathroom. He swiftly locked the door behind him, not knowing whatever bullshit Dazai might try to pull.

Looking in the mirror he realized how disheveled he looked, red locks out of place, face beat red (he wasn't sure if it was from anger or how flustered he was over the interaction) and the sticky frosting covering the tip of his nose. He turned the sink on and grabbed one of his random face washes and immediately started scrubbing the shit out of his face.

After a minute or two of viciously scrubbing at his face he haphazardly dried himself off and stormed out of the bathroom. Luckily, he wouldn't have to further yell at Dazai, who was doing what he was asked to. Dazai had also cleaned the frosting from his face and was now stacking the half-demolished cake onto the other one.

“At least you can do something right” Chuuya muttered to himself, alerting Dazais attention. “Hm what was that Chibi?” Oh, so Dazai was going to play innocent after practically slobbering all over Chuuyas nose, who was the dog now? “Nothing idiot, just frost the fucking cake” Chuuya sighed, jumping up to sit on the counter next to the cake Dazai was frosting.

“Mhum sure, why are you making me frost my birthday cake?” Dazai now glanced upward at Chuuya. “I was going to do it for you, but you decided to put your tongue on my face” Chuuya glared at Dazai, crossing his arms in an attempt to look disappointed.

Obviously, this wasn't the case. As the two immediately burst into laughter.

“Chuuya you know that’s how” Dazai choked out laughter still bubbling from his lungs. “That’s how dogs kiss!” That earned Dazai a swift kick in the side from Chuuya.

“I hope you die”

“Chibis no fair!”

“Shut the fuck up before I snap your neck”.

Well, that shut Dazai up.

Chuuya aimlessly scrolled on his phone, lightly swinging his legs back and forth. While Dazai finished frosting the cake (he probably would have done a better job than Chuuya anyways) when he spoke again, he had finished, well not quite.

“Do you have icing?” Dazai asked. “Yeah, dad's baking drawer, why?” Chuuya pocketed his phone and slid off the counter. He walked over to a drawer next to the oven. (Paul, one of Chuuyas' fathers had a habit of baking French pastries).

Chuuya grabbed a white icing and tossed it to Dazai, who fumbled trying to catch it. “Thanks” Dazai mumbled before turning back to the cake. Chuuya could care less about what he was going to do with it, it was technically his cake after all.

Walking back to where he was previously sitting on the counter, Chuuya peaked over Dazai's shoulder to see that he was writing ‘Happy Birthday Mackerel’ in big letters but left a space open in the middle.

“Whatcha doing with it?” Chuuya motioned to the opened space. “Drawing” Dazai stated before drawing a noose. A noose of all the things, he could draw like a fish? (Well, he probably couldn't draw a fish either...).

“Seriously?” Chuuya chuckled once Dazai finished. “Yes, isn't it undeniably beautiful Chuuya?” Dazai smirk only grew, so did his ego. “Totally” Chuuya scoffed as Dazai picked up the almost empty frosting tub and started shoving the frosting into his mouth. At least he was enjoying himself.

“The frosting tastes good,” Dazai shrugged, shoving another spoonful of frosting into his mouth.

Chuuya cringed at the sight. Dazai looked ridiculous, frosting all over his mouth and clothes. “I'll cut the cake” Chuuya slid open the silverware drawer which was conveniently next to his spot on the counter. He grabbed a knife and two forks. Dazai quickly grabbed two plates, shoving them under his non- occupied arm.

He set the plates on the counter and waited for Chuuya to cut the cake. They, or more so Chuuya didn't sing for him, nor get candles, Dazai hated formalities like that and would have to deal with it tomorrow, this was their party.

Chuuya cut into the non-damaged part of the cake and put the slice onto a plate, shoving it towards Dazai, who put down the tub of frosting and immediately shoved the cake into his mouth. He nodded to show that it was good and Chuuya cut his piece. “Excited for tomorrow?” Chuuya asked before putting his forkful in his mouth. “Eh not really”

–

Dazai jolts awake at six am.

Normally on a Sunday morning he would have slept in till noon. Like any regular Sunday he was going to do that, except the fact that pebbles were being thrown against his window. He threw his blanket off of him and crawled to the other side of his bed, where the window that coincidently peered into Chuuyas room was.

Dazai ripped open his blacklight curtains to find Chuuya, sitting on the fence in between their side yards. (Now dear reader, you must be asking yourself ‘how did Chuuya get onto the wall’ don't fret, there was a tree on Chuuyas side of the wall which he used to hoist himself up, similarly Dazai had a ladder to climb over to Chuuyas side yard but that's a story for another time).

Dazai then flung open his window, so he didn't have to hear Chuuya scream at six in the morning. “What a lovely surprise!” Dazais tone was full of sarcasm. “Yeah yeah, if you don't come down here in the next ten minutes ill break your window” Chuuya said with a grin, tossing a palm sized rock.

“You know Mori would make you pay for that right?” Dazai slammed the window closed and quickly grabbed some clothes to change into. After being satisfied with his outfit of choice, (that being a black turtleneck and taupe-colored trousers) he grabbed a pair of black Oxfords from his closet and walked downstairs, then outside.

“What do you want at-” He stopped to check his imaginary watch, “Too early of a time for me to be awake”. Dazai put his shoes on and walked towards the wall. “You know Chibi if you fall from that height you might die!” Chuuya threw a pebble at him, (normally he would have chucked the larger rock at him, but it was his birthday, so no injuries).

“Tsk” The redhead scoffed, “I wouldn't even break a bone! It's like a five-foot drop?”.

“Eh, five foot- five-kilometer same difference!”

“Dazai, those are like two drastically different heights” Chuuya deadpanned, standing up on the wall to walk over to the ladder. He didn't necessarily need to use it to climb down but it was the safer option.

While Chuuya gracefully climbed the ladder Dazai took a moment to take in his outfit. Chuuya was wearing a varsity styled jacket with ram patches on the sleeves and an outline of one on the back, he was also wearing black skinny jeans and sneakers (And of course his choker and gloves).

“Stop gawking at me and get over here dumbass” Chuuya rolled his eyes, slipping off the last step of the ladder.

Now normally gravity was the only thing on Chuuyas side. And if it weren't for a certain beanpole next to him, he would have learned what it was like to be crushed by gravity. Dazai quickly helped Chuuya support his weight (And not fall on his face) before obnoxiously laughing so loud the whole neighborhood could hear it.

“HAHA OH MY GOSH THAT WAS SO FUNNY!” Dazai wheezed, doubling over on his stomach.
“Oh, shut up you would have done the same!” Chuuya glared daggers onto Dazai who was practically falling on the floor due to laughing so much. “You should be so glad I didn't let you eat dirt” The brunette choked out, looking back up to Chuuya. “Hurry up idiot or we're going to be late” Chuuya stomped over to the side gate and began opening it. “Late for what?”.

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“Late for what?” Dazai asked following Chuuya out of his side yard and out to in front of his house. Chuuya locked the gate back up and the two walked out of the neighborhood.

“Uh” Chuuya squeaked, shit he slipped up. Dazai still had no idea about his surprise party and Chuuya didn't want to be the one to ruin the surprise. “Late for all the fantastic stuff I planned!” Chuuya turned around and started walking backwards, listing off all the stuff they were going to do.

“Well, we're going to go to the central park right now, maybe get some donuts or something and then go to the arcade? Depends on what you want to do” Chuuya shrugged, turning back around so he was no longer walking backwards. “The park and donuts sound's fine, if we went to the arcade, you would just not try and let me win” Dazai grabbed out his phone and put on some random American pop punk music.

“Yeah, that is fair- wait you just admitted it's hard to play against me!” Chuuya was beaming at the unintentional compliment on his amazing street fighter skills. On the way to the park Dazai was ranting about some new suicide method he found out, (it contained oil barrels and seemed too painful for him). He also mentioned that in some other universe he probably was trying it out and regretting his life decision of trying to snap his torso in two.

“Interesting” Hummed Chuuya, he always tended to ignore Dazai's comments on the subject in hopes that Dazai was just joking around. But Chuuya knew that he really wasn't. He just didn't want to believe it.

“Here's the bakery” Chuuya stops walking, tilting his head towards a building. They walked inside and quickly ordered their donuts. Dazai got a chocolate one with sprinkles and Chuuya got a cinnamon knotted one.

After eating their donuts, they spent a few hours walking around Yokohama city park. They were sitting on a bench and Dazai would not stop pestering Chuuya about getting his present early. “But Chuuyaaa I know you have it in your backpack!” Dazai shook Chuuya's shoulders. (Before they left Chuuya had grabbed one of his backpacks). “How do you know I have it in my bag?” Chuuya genuinely wanted to know how Dazai knew.

“Because the only thing you ever put in your bag is your wallet, but I hear a box clanking around!” Dazai dramatically crossed his arms and started pouting. “You caught me, and you better like it” Chuuya rolled his eyes and grabbed his backpack. He unzipped it and took out a small, wrapped box, shoving it into Dazai's arms.

“So, I was right?” Dazai raised his eyebrow in question, taking the box into his hands. “Yeah, you can open it right now if you want” Chuuya nodded towards the box. Dazai began opening it to reveal a smaller jewelry styled box. “How funny a box within a box!” Dazai added before opening the smaller box.

Inside of it was a turquoise bolo tie. Chuuya had bought it with the idea that the color one, looked really good on Dazai. And two, would go with his ‘dark academia’ aesthetic.

“Aw, how cute! The dog bought a leash for his master!” Dazai looked up with a big grin and handed the tie to Chuuya. “Ha ha how funny you know that wasn't my intention” Chuuya rolled his eyes, accepting the tie from Dazai. “You know you're not wearing the right style of shirt for it right?” He undid the tie and slipped it around the brunette neck anyways.

“And? I don't care, I want to wear it” Dazai pulled out his phone to inspect how it looked. Chuuya looked over his shoulder to look at the phone screen and Dazai snapped a picture. His suspicions had been correct, the blue stone really complemented Dazai's brown hair and eyes. “Thank you Chuuya,” Dazai muttered while repocketing his phone.

Dazai wasn't the best at receiving gifts, and Chuuya was aware of this, so he didn't really make a big deal about it. “You're welcome,” Chuuyas phone alarm went off “Shit we need to go,” Chuuya dragged Dazai off the bench and they started their way back to Dazai's house.

“Why, we just got here Chuuyaaa~” Chuuya could have just came up with some simple lie like ‘Oda wants you home for lunch’ or some crap. But Dazai would just see through his lie, so Chuuya kept silent and continued to drag Dazai back to his house before he was late for his own surprise party. So Chuuya put up with Dazai pestering him the rest of their walk back.

Which would have been short, if someone stopped pointing to random storefronts and making scenes. In the end Chuuyas efforts had no avail. And they were a few minutes late, though its wasn't Chuuya's fault he was trying to not ruin the surprise!

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When they walked into Dazai's house the lights were off on the main floor. Chuuya did what he and Odasaku planed and turned on the light switch. On cue Oda, Ango, Elise, Yasano, Kunikida and Ranpo all popped up from random places around the living room and kitchen yelling,

“Happy birthday Dazai!”. “Oh my gosh what a surprise!” Dazai put a shocked hand over his mouth. Chuuya side glanced Dazai at his reaction, why was he pretending to be shocked? He also noticed that Oda looked suspicious too but decided to ignore it. “So, this is why you made me leave the house?” Dazai questioned with an eyebrow raised.

“Mhum” Chuuya hummed in response. Kunikida walked up to Chuuya looking very disappointed, Chuuya hadn't done anything wrong so why did he look like that. “Nakahara…” Kunikida checked his watch “We told you to bring him back at twelve on the dot, it's currently twelve o’ six”.

“What it's not my fault Dazai wanted to drag me to every store he laid his eyes on!” Chuuya glared at Dazai. “I didn't even know that we had to be back!” The brunette put a hand to his chest. “Actually, that's a lie Dazai knew about the party” Ranpo perked up, somehow, he found a lollipop and now had it shoved in his mouth.

“How do you know that?” Dazai really shouldn't question Ranpo anymore. “I'm the greatest detective in the world! I've known for three days” Ranpo shrugged, Kunikida was now looking between him and Dazai. “So, you knew but decided to make us late?” Chuuya asked, though that would be a very Dazai thing to do.

“Of course, there's no party without the main event being fashionably late~” He beamed while watching Kunikidas face visibly redden. “So, you knew but were late on purpose because you wanted to be fashionable, do you know how RIDICULOUS that is!” Kunikida was now shaking Dazai aggressively by the shoulders as the latter was being jostled around like a rag doll.

The sight itself would have been very funny to Chuuya, which it was, but there was a rule against violence on birthdays and if Chuuya had to follow that so did Kunikida. “Kunikida let's not hurt Dazai on his birthday” Oda calmly commented, causing Kunikida to remove his hands from Dazai and look over at him.

Now Chuuyas focus was on Odasaku and Ango, Odasaku looked like he was about to laugh, and Ango looked very disappointed. “Sorry” Kunikida bowed his head and stepped further away. Now Ranpo and Yasano were snickering in the corner of the kitchen while snacking on whatever candy Ranpo decided to bring.

“Don't tell me I ruined the surprise” Chuuya whispered, turning back to face Dazai. “Oh no don't tell Oda but I saw him texting Ango about it a few days ago” Dazai grinned and there was a knock at the door. Koyo was outside with a box that had a cutout and showcased a chocolate cake.

Chuuya opened the door and let her in. “Hello everyone!” She bowed her head and started walking towards the counter to set the cake down.

Kunikida started handing out papers to everyone that had a list of events and when they were going to do them. (You can count on him to always be prepared). Kunikida slipped the paper into Chuuya's hands, Chuuya took no time to read it, shoving it into his pocket.

“Chuuya look!” Dazai shoved his paper into Chuuya's face and pointed to the time after the activity ‘Lunch’. “Kunikida gave us a whole thirty minutes to eat normally he only gives us fifteen!” Kunikida glanced from his newfound spot at the counter next to Ranpo and Yasano to glare at Dazai.

“Actually” Kunikida checked his watch, “You have approximately twenty-eight minutes and forty-three seconds”. “Who gave Kunikida time management permissions!” Dazai dramatically sighed before walking over to the dining table, which was occupied by food and snacks, and getting himself some of the crab. (Odasaku and Ango had made it while Dazai was out with Chuuya). And sat down, motioning for Chuuya to join him.

After their twenty-eight minutes and forty-three seconds were up, which was honestly too much time because halfway through Dazai was done eating and decided it would be nice to repeatedly poke at Chuuya's shoulders.

Dazai, being his petty self, made it very clear that he didn't want to follow Kunikida’s strict timestamps. “You know what Chuuya, we should do everything Kunikida planned backwards!”. And of course, since it was Dazai's birthday Chuuya couldn't really say no, nor could anyone else.

So, when Dazai and Chuuya immediately got up from the table and walked to the hall closet to retrieve random games, Kunikida was visibly upset but didn't protest.

“Let's play chess Chuuya” Dazai suggested reaching up for the chess board. “Absolutely not get Ranpo to play that, please pick anything better than chess” Chuuya would have picked something himself if it wasn't for Dazai shoving his entire lanky self into the closet. “Fine fine, go to the couch and tell everyone what we're doing while I get the games” Dazai waved his hand dismissing Chuuya.

Chuuya walked off as Dazai made another dog joke and did as he was told. While Chuuya was talking to Ranpo he noticed Dazai whispering something to Elise and her running upstairs probably grabbing something, When the two siblings came back, Elise was carrying a few game boxes and Dazai was struggling to carry a child's easel.

“Oi what's that for?” Chuuya asked Dazai while the brunet struggled to get it to stand upright. “Pictionary” Ranpo guessed, handing Chuuya a lollipop. “Oh thanks” Chuuya nodded and opened the rapper, putting the overly sweet candy in his mouth. “Hmm Chuuya and Kunikida you guys are on my team~” Dazai remarked, dragging both Kunikida and Chuuya into a corner.

“Chuuya I know that hat of yours probably ate your brain, but I believe in you!” The brunette flashed a smile and put his thumbs up. “That was the most backhanded compliment you've made all day,” Chuuya rolled his eyes. “If you think he's stupid, why did you want me on the team?” Kunikida asked and Dazai's grin only grew.

“Well because you're so gullible you'll agree with whatever he says! And because Ranpos is too smart” Dazai shrugged and Ranpo rolled his eyes. “Isn't that like self-sabotage, the point of the game is to guess correctly”.

“Everything he does is self-sabotage” Yasano agreed with a nod of her head. “Ouch you guys are so mean!” Dazai dramatically put his hand to his chest, too dramatic as always. “Whatever, Ranpo and Yosano you'll be teaming with Koyo” He pointed to another corner of the room.

“And Oda, Ango and Elise will be a team” Chuuya supposed that Dazai had put together fair teams. “Oda, will you do the honors of reading the rules?” Dazai asked leaning against the wall. “Uh yeah sure Dazai” Oda opened the box and grabbed the rules pamphlet.

“There's four different categories, AP which is all play, basically you can do anything, D which stands for difficult, A for actions or verbs and O for objects or nouns” Oda flipped the card with a sigh. “Your allowed to use symbols and draw anything related to the word, you can't use numbers or” He glared at Dazai. “Sign language, and of course you can’t talk to your teammates while they guess, there's also a one-minute time limit whilst drawing, make sense?” Oda looked up from the paper, making sure everyone understood the rules.

“Thank you Odasaku! My team will go first~” Dazai pushed himself off the wall and walked over to the box, pulling out the board and cards. He quickly set up the game, grabbed a pencil and picked a card from the stack labeled ‘MEDIUM’.

“Kunikida the timer if you will,” Dazai grinned while looking at his card. “The categories object by the way~” He added before he began drawing. Dazai drew out a very messy stick figure holding something. “Is it a person with a book?” Kunikida asked, shoving his glasses further up his nose.

Dazai shook his head and continued adding things to the person. He drew out their other hand a put something that looked like a stick in it and then drew squiggly lines in the book like square. “Are they a writer?” Chuuya guessed but only received a head shake from the brunet. Dazai then drew something that looked like glasses on their now frowning face and added a long ponytail.

“Is it Kunikida?” Chuuya shrugged before the timer ran out. “Nope the theme was boss, I only used Kunikida as a reference!” Dazai grinned setting the pencil on the ledge of the easel. “Isn't that the same thing?” At least Chuuya knew how Dazai was going to play now.
And if he continued it their team was likely going to lose, though it seems like that is what Dazai wants. They continued to play a few more rounds, (Which consisted of Elise drawing fairies which was easily guessed by Ango and Oda, and Ranpo easily guessing what his teammates drew). On the contrary Kunikida and Chuuya hadn't guessed a single thing Dazai had drawn.

“Why is he drawing again?” Chuuya turned to ask Kunikida. “It's his birthday, let him be” Kunikida shrugged and Dazai muttered ‘object’. Once again Dazai drew a stick figure, it was likely that he was going to draw something so close to the theme but make it a person to throw them off. This time he drew the person significantly smaller and with a somewhat more upset face. They also seemed to be yelling.

“Is it me?” Chuuya questioned with an added eyeroll. Dazai shook his head but proceeded to draw a dog collar and leash on the person. “Are they meant to be a dog?” Kunikida suggested. “Ding ding ding! Kunikida is the winner~” Dazai grinned, clapping his hands in Kunikida's face obnoxiously.

“Hey, you liar it was me!” Chuuya glared at Dazai who put a finger to his mouth in response. “You just admitted to being my dog Chibi~” Dazai snickered, jumping backwards to avoid a kick from Chuuya. “Would you like to be killed on your birthday?” Chuuya raised his eyebrow and crossed his arms.

“Yes!” The brunette beamed. “Dazai!” Odasaku frowned. “Yes, please?” Dazai repetitively fluttered his eyelashes, to act innocent. “Weirdo,” Chuuya muttered. “Whatever we’re done with this game! Your Chibi brain clearly can't handle it!” Dazai beamed, “Oh and Ranpos team won”.

“Of course, they won, you literally cheated!” Chuuya protested but Dazai just waved him off. “Actually, the rules say nothing against it~” He shoved the game box into Chuuyas hands, “Be a good Chuuya and put this away on the top shelf? Wait, can you even reach it?” Dazai taunted.

“Dazai you're only two centimeters taller than me!” Chuuya grabbed the box and rushed to the hall closet to put it away, and he was able to reach the top shelf. Thank you very much. “Can we have cake now it looks way better than the one Chuuya made?” Koyo snickered at his comment.

“You were the one who decorated it jackass!”

“Chuuya swear jar”

“We're not even at home!”

“You practically live here lad!”

“I can make him one for here,” Oda said, breaking up the siblings' argument. “That would be great thanks Odaaku”. Dazai was now grabbing a mason jar from one of the kitchen cabinets. “Here,” He said, sliding the jar across the counter to Koyo.

Once she had it in her hands Dazai looked up and grinded at Chuuya. “Dazai but you- whatever” Chuuya was done with this conversation. It's not like Odasaku would believe that the ‘oh so perfect Dazai Osamu’ would ever curse (which he does, sometimes).

Then they ate cake. Which in Chuuya's opinion definitely tasted better than his had. And Mori came home.

He smiled at everyone and stated, “Osamu buy whatever you want, it's your birthday after all”. “Though please refrain from using my credit card information whenever you please” He nodded and walked upstairs, likely to his office.

As soon as he was out of hearing range Chuuya and Dazai started laughing. “Oh my gosh did you see his face!” Chuuya choked out. “I knew that he knew but he seemed furious!” Dazai beamed, Odasaku looked the most confused out of everyone.

Ranpo and Yasano were whispering something amongst themselves. Ango and Koyo looked like they could care less, and Elise was nowhere to be seen. “You stole Moris credit card information?” Oda looked like he couldn't believe what he was hearing.

“I'll tell you about it later, Oda,” Dazai said after calming down. (Dazai would later explain to Odasaku how he had all of their adoptive father's credential info). They decided to spend the next few hours playing various board games, mostly a lot of Clue (Dazai and Ranpo were always the first ones to guess correctly and whilst they were playing games Kunikida left to fulfill his idealistic schedule).

Currently Ranpo and Chuuya were having a face off in street fighter, and Ranpo was about to win “You lost to Dazai do you really think you can beat me Chuuya?”. The obnoxious letters K.O. appeared on Chuuya's side of the screen. “You guys are all cheating!”. “It's not Ranpo and Dazai's fault that you suck” Yasano rolled her eyes, even though she had beaten Chuuya.

Well, when she had Dazai was giving her hand signals on what to do and Chuuya knew that for a fact! “But Dazai was giving him hand signals and you are too! Why are all of you ganging up on me” Chuuya groaned, and Koyo walked out of the dining room, (it was slightly sectioned off by a wall).

“Chuuya behave, I have to go home, Dazai if he becomes a problem, you know what to do” She bowed and walked off. Chuuya really did have a weird sister.

“Can I have her phone number?” Yasano asked, putting on the most ‘I could do nothing wrong’ face. “Uh you cheated in street fighter so no” Yasano could literally walk over to Chuuyas house and ask or see Koyo in the halls. She was only a third year, though because she was so smart, she had a lot of classes with Oda and Ango.

“Fine we were cheating, I admit it now, give me your sister's phone number!” Dazai and Ranpo simultaneously shot her glares, she had ruined their secret. “Give me your phone” Chuuya scoffed and typed his sister's phone number into her phone. Odasaku and Ango were listening to the conversation from the dining room.

They were playing blackjack but since Koyo left, they had to switch to war. About an hour or so later it was very late, and Ango was leaving to go home. When the two of them walked out of the dining room, they found Dazai and Yasano passed out on opposite sides of their large L shaped couch, Chuuya on the floor, and Ranpo in the overly large armchair by the tv.

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Dazai placed second.

He turned and smiled at Mori, to any regular person it would just look like a kid being proud of his talent and showcasing his father. Mori had a fake smile plastered on his face.

Dazai knew he would get lectured, but he planned to fail anyways.

They had a small friendly competition on who could play Serenade for Strings in E Major better. Shibusawa had assigned them homework last week to practice the song. Dazai of course learned how to play it perfectly in a few days.

Now the person he had lost this ‘friendly’ competition to (it was not friendly; the kids in his violin class were ruthless, especially Nikolai) was Fyodor.

And he had only beaten Dazai's score by a few points, lucky for Dazai's plan Fyodor got scored before him so it was super easy to screw up. All he had to do was slightly make his posture irregular and mess up the timing. Everyone had seemed so overjoyed that Dazai the Dazai Osamu messed up.

Even his teacher looked a bit concerned, though Dazai supposed everyone messed up at some point (everyone but Dazai) so it would just seem like he was having an off day. Fyodor and Nikolai both seemed very happy about this.

“Dos-kun Dos-kun! You did it!” Nikolai clung to Fyodor’s shoulders and jostled him around. “I suppose I ‘did it’ though Dazai didn't even make it a challenge” Fyodor planted his hands on Nikolas shoulders to stop him from shaking the two of them.

“Did you just say that in front of children how immature!” Nikolai gasped, Dazai wanted to throw up at this interaction. After two specific weirdos chilled out, Shibusawa announced their homework for the week and sent them off.

Dazai noticed Nikolai excitedly staring at two white blobs in Fyodor's backpack but decided to ignore it. He grabbed his own bag and walked over to where Mori was, and the two walked outside.

Dazai mumbled something as they got into the car “Mori I'm going to quit violin”.

They left the parking lot before another word was said.

“What did you just say?”

“I'm quitting”

“Are you serious? Suddenly after you let Fyodor one up you, and now you're done?” Mori didn't show it on his face, but Dazai could tell how livid he was.

“That was the point in letting him be ‘better’?” Dazai internally rolled his eyes. Wasn't Mori supposed to be smart and tell that Dazai didn't want to have this conversation?

Dazai personally could care less, he never liked Mori. He was far too persistent and only did things that benefited him or made him look good. Nor did he like Fyodor, he was some freakish kid who had an unhealthy obsession with rats.

And what Dazai meant by unhealthy obsession was that this kid wore rat socks with suits and carried around one of those cat backpacks but had a pair of albino rats in it. He also had some weird obsession with Dazai.

The next few minutes were spent in silence. Dazai turned to his left to look out the window. It was already dark outside; the moon was slowly spilling over the horizon. Fog splayed out across the ground.

They still had about an hour to drive before they made it back to their house. Mori had decided that it would be best to take Dazai to a music academy in Misato, where some dude Shibusawa taught weekly lessons to kids wanting to pursue music.

Regardless of being in the class Dazai had never wanted to, it was forced upon him, because apparently, he needed to ‘do something’ with his life. Even though Dazai only wished for death he quite liked lazing around and playing video games.

“Do you realize how stupid it would look for the prodigy (demon prodigy) Dazai Osamu, to quit with no real reason?” Mori may have book smarts, but he didn't know when to shut up. Dazai on the contrary did, even if he spoke up, he knew the argument would escalate.

“You know, Shibusawa is considering giving you a full ride scholarship to the academy, right?” Mori asked, if Dazai didn't know him better he wouldn't know that he was manipulating him.

“Okay tell him to give it to someone who wants it” No shame in pissing Mori off, it's not like he’d die from it.

Though then Dazai supposed he wouldn't want to piss Mori off, if it wouldn't kill him that is.

“With your skill you could make a lot of money, and be famous” Mori emphasized the words, if he actually thought Dazai wanted fame he would be mistaken. Dazai always thought fame would get in the way of his plans, more people than necessary would care if he died. More people would care, yuck.

“I said I was quitting, no scholarship or fame or whatever would change that” Hey Mori might be persistent but so was Dazai, he said he was quitting so he was going to quit.

Mori sighed, Dazai supposed he would shut up for a while longer and ponder ways to get Dazai to become some famous prodigy violinist. Dazai wasn't even that good, at least not to his standards.

He didn't try, he never did, the only reason why that Fyodor kid scored higher on their test was because Dazai wanted to fail.

If he failed, it would look like he was losing his touch or something. Then maybe someone would realize that Dazai didn't care about some stupid instrument. Dazai turned to face out of his window again, somewhere in between the conversation he had spaced out and started staring daggers into Moris headrest.

He grabbed his headphones and started playing some American pop songs by some ‘Lady Gaga’ girl. By now the moon had risen to a forty-five-degree angle, it was pretty. Though the city lights made it hard to see constellations, Dazai was still able to point out a few stars.

The longer they drove in silence, the border Dazai got.

Sure, it was fun to piss off his guardian. Still cars were boring, outside was pitch black so there was nothing remotely interesting to look at.

“Osamu… think about all the job opportunities, if your skill improves you could go national” Dazai learned early on that his given name would only be used when someone wanted something.

He took out one of his wired headphones to at least showcase what he was listening (he may be a brat, but he wasn't rude). The longer that Mori talked the more Dazai wanted to strangle himself.

He was fifteen. Why were they talking about job opportunities?

“You already know what I want to pursue,” Dazai dryly said. If they were going to have this fight for who knows what time, better to have it in the car then in the house.

Mori had always known that Dazai wanted to become a writer, just like Oda. But Mori had other plans.

“You shouldn't waste your talent, we've talked about this I don't want to argue with you” Mori raised his voice, eyes glued to the mirror that revealed Dazai staring out a blank window.

He wouldn't actually start yelling, he never did. Mori just made it seem like he would, to scare Dazai, which evidently never worked.

“Well, you are” The brunette muttered, if Dazai wanted to be a brat so be it he would.

“Dazai, do you realize how childish and inconsiderate you are?”

“Inconsiderate? Because I want to quit something I do that I don't enjoy?”

“Don't talk to me in that tone”

“You're going to yell at me for my tone, what next, you yelling at me for an out of place strand of hair?”

“Osamu”

“Oh don't ‘Osamu’ me”

Moris focus was solely on Dazai in the hanging mirror.

It was fine.

It was dark.

Regardless of Mori going 70 when the speed limit was 60.

It was fine.

It was fine as well when Mori took a harsh right-hand turn.

Moris face dropped as he looked out his window.

Dazai wouldn't notice this for he was staring out of his window.

Everything was fine.

The bright streetlights shown through tinted windows.

Everything was fine.

Between his blasting music and the outside, there was a washed-out noise. Dazai didn't care, it was probably Mori.

Everything was fine.

That was until Dazai recognized the noise as a faint screech.

That's weird they weren't skidding?

Dazai quickly turned his head to look out the right-hand window.

And everything went black.

…

Then he heard ringing. Ringing and muffled noises (and the blaring Lady Gaga from his wired headphones which were on the floor).

As much as Dazai strained his hearing he couldn't make the noises out. Was it people talking? He also didn't realize that his eyes were screwed shut.

When he opened his eyes, everything was blurry. The blinding streetlamps didn't help. They were on the outskirts of the big city, why they were stopped Dazai had no clue.

His wrist hurt. Like a lot. And Dazai detested pain. He moved his neck down, it hurt too.

But not as bad as it did when he moved his wrist. It was bruised, there were tiny cuts. What in the world happened? Everything was fine… before at least?

He moved it again; it looked like one of the bones was penetrating the skin. Well, that wasn't good. And moving it only made blood trickle out of the cuts, there was glass stuck in his hands.

The ringing sensation hadn't stopped. Dazai was spacing out. Had he blacked out before? If so, how long was he out (probably only a minute or two). He felt lightheaded.

In the distance he heard a siren. That shook him out of his delirious state. He turned his head to see that the right-hand side of the car had crashed into another. They were t-boned. Lucky Dazai was seated on the left side of the car.

He could tell that there was going to be a large bruise where his seatbelt was flush against his body. Mori, who had taken the hardest hit from the car, seemed to be blacked out.

His fingers looked demented are broken. Turned in various directions all black, blue and purple. Dazai realized something was off.

The airbags hadn't gone off. Dazai could tell from first glance that Mori definitely was hurt. He probably had a concussion from slamming his head into the steering wheel.

Soon the sirens sounded louder. Dazai would have unbuckled his seatbelt if his right wrist wasn't mangled. Everything felt surreal, as if he wasn't really in his body. All Dazai felt was the stinging of his wrist and the forming bruises across his chest.

The ringing still in his ears. He just had to sit there; he couldn't do anything without further injuring himself. All he could do was hope that no fuel was leaking, he didn't exactly feel like dying from a car explosion, not today at least.

He twisted his neck in hopes of seeing where the siren was coming from. It was a small red truck. That must mean someone called the fire department. Behind it was a white one, Dazai had several run ins with ambulances before.

Slowly gaining more consciousness as the sirens drew closer (the ringing in his ears only grew louder as well, maybe he also got a concussion?). He craned his neck back to the right side of the car to further inspect the damage.

The glass in his hands came from the shattered window. The palm of his right hand was now drenched in his own blood. When he was flexing his wrist, he probably pushed the glass further into his hand.

The next minute or two it was just Dazai, the ringing in his ears, the approaching sirens, and Lady Gaga on the floor (why was LoveGame playing at a time like this?). That was until he blacked out again. Jeez Dazai needed to stop fainting.

Someone was now dragging him out of the car. He didn't care to see who it was. Just reached into his pocket to make sure his phone was there.

The next thing he knew, he was being put onto a stretcher. He tried to speak but the only thing that came out was a muffled strangling sound.

Once in the ambulance, one of the nurses helped him into a chair, he wasn't injured enough to go on the operation table apparently. They looked concerned but only for a second. Dazai supposed that since he was conscious unlike Mori, they probably thought he was going to be fine.

One of them, she had long black hair and was short, handed him a water bottle. “Here you go, once your voice isn't as strained as if you could try to tell us what happened in the accident that would be great” She bowed her head and sat next to him.

Dazai quickly downed the water bottle and cleared his throat. He knew his voice would still be uneasy, but he was the only non-passed out person from the crash. “Do you think you can talk?” She asked with a small smile.

“Yeah,” Dazai cringed at the sound of his voice but continued anyway. “So can you tell me your name?”

“Dazai, Dazai Osamu”

“What about your father?”

“Mori Ougai”

“Okay Dazai, can you tell me as much as you know about the crash?”. The ambulance started moving, the sirens could be heard from inside the car.

The ringing in his ears still hadn't gone away. “Mori and I were arguing,” Dazai started, clearing his throat once again. “I think he might have been speeding. I'm not too sure,” He paused for a second and the nurse nodded for him to continue.

She had grabbed a clipboard from a cabinet and was writing stuff down. “He made a wide right turn, that's all I know I wasn't really paying attention sorry” Dazai sighed. From what he knew the closest hospital was around fifteen minutes from his house.

So, they would likely be there soon. The crash had not taken place too far out.

“Do you have any emergency contacts that isn't your fathers?” She asked looking up from her clipboard. “My older brother and a friend's father” It was actually Paul's idea that he be one of Dazai's emergency contacts, though the real reason was if Dazai wanted, he could take both Dazai and Chuuya out of school.

“Okay that's great, I can call them for you, so you don't have to strain your voice further” She took out her phone (presumably a work phone) and had Dazai enter a number. Oda was probably the best person to contact, so he put his number first.

The nurse called Oda's number and went to sit up in the passenger's seat. He was informed by a different nurse, that since he had the less severe injuries that they would treat him when they got to the hospital.

She also said something about them being understaffed, or whatever. In about five minutes they put Dazai into a wheelchair, (he could walk himself thank you very much) and took him to a room on the third floor.

Once in the room they sent a doctor in to check on his wounds. Dazai was very uncomfortable when they did this because he knew all of them were silently asking ‘why is this kid covered in bandages.

He got his hand cleaned up and x-rayed. He did in fact break his wrist. Three out of the eight tiny bones were broken, and one was fractured.

They forced him to wear a cast. Dazai disliked this because he had to remove his bandages from his right hand which were a blanket of comfort around these strange adults. The only good thing was they let him choose from different colors.

Though because he was Dazai he just chose white, it matched his bandages anyways. Afterwards a new nurse came in and started asking him other questions. (This nurse had a tall silhouette and a short brown bob). Like ‘how old are you’, ‘where do you live’, ‘can you estimate the time the crash happened’.

Basic boring things like that. His ears were still ringing. They also did a basic concussion test. And Dazai didn't seem to have one. Within the first hour nurses were rushing back and forth between the rooms outside of his.

Yelling words through the halls that got muffled between the thick walls. His hospital room seemed fairly normal.

Large windows that showcase the city outside, windows from buildings shining brightly. His patient bed in the middle, to his left was a small bathroom. There was a couch across from his bed and a tv above it. (Why they had the tv above the couch he didn't know).

He was attached to a heart monitor just in case something happened to him. And there was a small armchair on his right, a clock above it. He decided to flip through the channels on the tv, his insomnia was bound to kick in so why not avoid sleep for as long as possible.

It was only almost eleven anyway. Dazai was still not sure how to deal with the situation at hand. But before he could dwell on it while watching some random magical girl anime a nurse came in. It was the same one who talked to him in the ambulance.

“Excuse me Dazai but I have some information for you” She sat down in the armchair next to him. “We ran a few tests and x-rays on your father” Dazai hated that she was calling him his father.

“And we're estimating he will need to stay a week, two at most” Dazai nodded, he could care less what happened to Mori it was his fault for speeding and not paying attention to the road.

“From what we know he broke his fingers on both hands from the impact of the airbags not going off, as well as his right elbow, two ribs and has a collapsed lung” She frowned slightly.

“He's still unconscious but should come to it in a few hours”. “Also, I called your brother, he said that he would come during visiting hours in the morning, have a good night, if you need anything hit the nurse button” And with that she stood up, bowed, and walked out of the room.

Dazai was already informed that he would likely stay for seventy-two hours at most. It was going to be a boring three days and he knew it. His ears were still ringing.

Why it hasn't gone away he didn't have the answer to. He hoped it would stop soon so he could sleep. Then he remembered that he was supposed to text Chuuya about some homework that they had.

Though scaring the crap out of him seemed better than asking about homework. Especially if he wouldn't have to go to school for three days.

Dazai turned off the tv and grabbed his phone from the side table. He could have texted Chuuya like a normal person. (Dazai wasn't a normal person, he never texted or called Chuuya unless absolutely necessary). He was much more fun to annoy in person.

But Dazai opted for calling him. It would be funny to bother him, mainly because of the late hour. He opened his phone to find several texts from Chuuya like, ‘Why aren't you at home?’, ‘Dazai I need to explain this physics homework’, ‘Bastard where are you?’.

He also apparently called Dazai twice. Was he worried? Had Oda told him what happened? Whatever Dazai hit the call button. He expected it to ring and go to voicemail, but Chuuya picked up on the first ring.

“Dazai are you okay where the hell are you, you weren't answering my texts?” Chuuya sounded concerned, he was stumbling over his words.

“The hospital” Why was Dazai answering honestly? His voice cracked. “Why?” Dazai could tell Chuuya was trying to keep his voice calm. “I'm dying?” Dazai sighed, maybe he was being overdramatic, but he felt dead.

“What?” Chuuya let his concern taint his voice. “We got t-boned,” Dazai explained, yawing at the end. “Great” Dazai could hear Chuuya rolling his eyes.

“I'll be there in a second to let a nurse know” Chuuya said, Dazai could hear him getting off his bed throughout the line. “But Chuuya its-” Dazai got cut off. “I don't fucking care, I'll be there in a few” And Chuuya hung up on him.

Tonight, was only going to get weirder.

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Chuuya was panicking. Yes, Dazai was likely being overdramatic, but he was hurt. From what Chuuya knew it could be bad, his voice was already screwed up.

And Dazai was t-boned regardless of stating that he had not given Chuuya more information. Like what side of the car was he on, did he get hit with the most impact?

Chuuya was too concentrated pulling out a pair of sweatpants from his dresser to even be concerned with the time. He quickly grabbed his phone from where he had thrown it on his bed after hanging up on Dazai.

Then Chuuya realized something.

The closest hospital was a thirty-minute walk, his parents probably weren't awake, and would the nurses even let a fifteen-year-old prance into the hospital to see Dazai.

“Fuck” Chuuya mumbled as he shut his bedroom door quietly to not alarm anyone else in the house. “Swear jar~” Chuuya jumped. One of his fathers, Paul, was standing outside his bedroom door.

“What- why are you even awake?” Chuuya asked his father while trying to keep his voice quiet. “I would ask you the same thing, but I already know why you're here so let's go” Paul grabbed Chuuya’s hand and dragged him to the garage.

“Huh? How do you know?” Chuuya really shouldn't question his father anymore. “Remember how I'm one of Dazai’’s emergency contacts? The hospital contacted me a few minutes ago” He shrugged and got into the car.

Oh, that makes sense, a while back Paul decided to get Mori to make him one of Dazai's emergency contacts so he could take him out of school whenever.

(That and the real reason, which was because both Dazai and Chuuya hated it when the other got out of school and they didn't).

“Okay” Chuuya yawned, slipping into the passenger's seat. Now that his midlife crisis decided to calm down a bit, he checked the time. It was midnight. Too late.

During the drive to the hospital Chuuya found himself dozing off. Only to be awoken by his father's rant about being safe in cars. “- and that's why we don't listen to music over the volume of fifteen” Chuuya jolted up, Paul had quickly turned up the volume and turned it back off.

“Seriously?” Chuuya was too tired to yell, he turned to Paul who was grinning. “Were here but you weren't paying attention” He rolled his eyes and motioned for Chuuya to look out his window.

It was tall, and some rooms were still illuminated at night. Chuuya supposed one of those rooms were Dazai’’s. “Stop staring and get out of the car” Paul sighed before turning the engine off.

Chuuya did as he was told, unbuckling his seatbelt and hopping out of the car. They walked for a few moments in silence till they reached the large glass doors.

The lobby lights were bright, too bright. Chuuya flinched at both the light and the noise level. Nurses and Doctors were in the background ordering each other around to help patients.

For being so late the place was full of life. Paul directed them over to a check in desk and started talking to the receptionist.

“Excuse me but do you know which room Dazai Osamu's in?” The woman started typing away on her computer. “So, you must be Paul and” She turned to look at Chuuya

“Chuuya, Dazai already explained the situation, he's in room 202 on the third floor’. She nodded and went back to staring at her computer screen. Chuuya and Paul walked towards the conveniently placed elevator to their left and Chuuya pressed the button with a yawn.

With the loud noises, bright lights, and weird smell of too many cleaning supplies he was irritated. Once the elevator opened Chuuya quickly rushed inside and pressed the button labeled with a three.

“You know when the nurses called me, they said you'd only have around thirty minutes to chat since technically it's not visiting hours” Paul quirked an eyebrow.

“Can I just pretend to have left and stay? I'm too tired to go back home and go to my room” Chuuya sighed looking up from his place by the wall of buttons. “I'd much rather sleep on the floor of Dazai's room” He pleaded, seriously going all the way home and sleeping seemed like too much.

“I mean as long as I don't see anything I can't really say anything,” Paul grinned. He was a big influence on Chuuya, probably not a good one but regardless he was Chuuya's most chill parent.

Rimbaud was stricter, Paul let Chuuya break more rules, within reason. The door shut with a clank and the elevator moved upwards. Chuuya leaned his head back and sighed.

At least maybe he wouldn't have to go home. Would a hospital really kick out a patient's friend who happened to pass out? Probably not.

Quickly the elevator halted, and the doors opened. Chuuya heard a muffled yawn from his father. They walked along the hall counting the room numbers. “Room 200- 201, here Chuuya” Paul nudged Chuuya's shoulder making him stumble a little as he wiped his head around to the room.

The door looked ominous, it didn't help with the dimly lit hallway or distanced distressed noises from a room down the hall. Paul knocked on the door, a faint ‘come in’ could be heard though it clearly wasn't from Dazai.

The next thing Chuuya knew his father opened the door and shoved him inside. Chuuya immediately closed his eyes, the light was far too bright. Then he noticed the smell of blood overpowered by that odd cleanliness that the hospital had.

Chuuyas headache was going to get worse over the smell of bleach. Once his vision was adjusted, he opened his eyes.

The first thing he noticed was the door to his right, which probably led to a bathroom. And the large windows in front of him. He turned around to face his father and nod at him so he would enter the room.

They walked further into the room where the patient's bed was to the right next to a wall. There was a blond lady (Chuuya assumed she was a nurse) who was changing out a bandage on Dazai's cheek.

“Ch- Chuuya!” Dazai coughed out, the blond nurse began forcing him to drink some water. Dazai’’s voice sounded just as strained as it had on the phone, if not worse.

“Idiot don't strain your voice” Chuuya sighed, crossing his hands over each other. The nurse gave him a disapproving glare and nodded behind him.

Chuuya turned around and heard the faint squeaking of a chair, he supposed the nurse wanted to talk to his father about some things and turned his attention back to Dazai.

The nurse tapped Chuuya on the shoulder, “If he starts straining his voice too much, force him to drink water”. Chuuya nodded and walked over to the now empty seat next to Dazai's bed.

When Chuuya heard the door shut he asked, “You're not really dying are you?”. He cringed at how weary his own voice sounded, Dazai on the contrary smirked like the asshat he was.

“If I were dying, do you really think I'd call my dog first?” He quickly added, “I only did it because dogs don't have a conception of time and worry too much”. Dazai had called Chuuya first? Well, he didn't really have any friends to call, Ranpo probably was passed out and Kunikida would yell at him for calling or for Moris reckless driving.

“What happened to your face?” Chuuya frowned and Dazai instinctively touched the square bandage on his right cheek. “Oh, just some glass it's not as bad as my wrist though” Dazai flipped his right hand, so his palm was facing upwards.

Bandages were wrapped up to where his fingers started unlike how they usually ended at his wrist, he also had a regular band aid on his pointer finger.

Chuuya would have grabbed his arm and started inspecting it if it weren't for the white cast. Dazai reassured Chuuya, “We're not exactly sure what happened to my wrist”.

“And why is that?” Chuuya looked back up at Dazai, “I blacked out, it's probably from impact though if I were behind the driver's seat, I would have had worse damage”.

“Oh” Chuuya noticed something, Dazai didn't have the bandages around his neck. “What happened to your bandages?” Chuuya knew Dazai didn't like not having his bandages on at all times, especially around his neck.

It wasn't like he had anything to hide, the bandages were just a safety blanket, so why wasn't he wearing them?

“The nurses said that it wasn't a good idea to have them and that they would only ‘strangle me in my sleep’ if I had them” He shrugged, seemingly not bothered. “Did they ask you about them?” Chuuya yawned, he was exhausted.

“Yeah, but I just told them I was getting ready for Halloween! Then they thought I was crazy since it's mid-July...” Dazai's voice was getting horse, Chuuya shoved a paper cup from the bedside table in his face.

Dazai pouted before fumbling to hold the cup in his left hand. “God you're useless” Chuuya sighed before grabbing the cup back and forcing Dazai to drink it. Once Chuuya had made sure Dazai drank some he put it back onto the table.

Dazai cleared his throat before complaining some more, “But Chuuya I'm dying in a hospital room, it's not my fault!”.

“You literally just told me you weren't dying?”

“Physically, yes, mentally’s… another story”

“Dazai, a hospital is not the place to start your morbid shit!”

There was a knock on the door.

Paul re-enterd the room, but the nurse didn't. “I'll give you three sometime alone, then Dazai needs to sleep, he's had a traumatic day” The blond lady said before walking down the hall.

“Did you guys come up with a plan?” He asked, sitting on the couch across from the bed. “Oh, I forgot, I don't care if you protest, I'm staying the night here because I'm too tired to go home and I know how much you hate hospitals” Chuuya turned to face Dazai who was smirking.

“What's so funny?” Chuuya didn't have the energy to deal with Dazai’s antics. “Oh, I just knew you were going to ask that, you're very predictable” If Chuuya's focus wasn't solely on Dazai he wouldn't have missed the way Paul was giving Dazai an ‘I'm watching you’ glare.

“Rude” Chuuya mutterd Paul cleared his throat to show that he was still in the room, witnessing this ordeal. “And how do you plan on not getting caught?” Paul asked with a grin. Chuuya was tugged to his left by a hand on the collar of his t-shirt.

“This is why he's my favorite out of your dads” Dazai whispered in his ear, then he released his collar. Chuuya felt his face immediately heat up and moved his hand up to cover his mouth.

“Well, Dazai since you're so good at predicting things how do you suppose I won't get caught?” Chuuya suggested, he hadn't really thought the plan through, like many others he had within the hour. “Oh, it's simple, all you have to do is hide in the bathroom, while Paul convinces the nurse you already left!” Dazai taped his chin with his left arm to dramatize what he was saying.

“And what if they realize I'm here before visiting hours in the morning?” Chuuya also hadn't thought that through. “The nurse lady told me that the staff rotates out, since they are overworked, also I doubt that anyone will come in since I'm classified as a ‘stable’ patient” Dazai added air quotes to emphasize stability.

“Okay sure I'll go do that, and how are you going to tell me when I should get out so I don't pass out on the bathroom floor?” Chuuya just wanted to get this over with so he could pass out on the semi-comfortable looking couch Paul was sitting on.

Honestly at this point he should have just decided to go home, but he was doing this so Dazai wouldn't be alone, and he didn't want to be a pussy and back out now.

“You have your phone, right?” Dazai pulled out his from a drawer in the bedside table. “Yeah, just don't make me sit in there for longer than I need to” He hauled himself up from the chair and waved ‘bye’ to his father, not missing the grin on Dazai's face.

For someone who was in the hospital he was smiling a lot. Then Chuuya turned the corner to the bathroom and slipped inside. He made sure to not turn the lights on, the nurses would only be suspicious if there was a sliver of light coming from under the door.

So, he immediately turned on his phone flashlight. It was pretty much a hotel bathroom, oddly colored yellow walls, the only difference was where a bathtub would be. Instead, it was just a shower with a curtain and a wall mounted bench.

The place was rather creepy with the limited light and large mirror to his left. And of course, the place reeked of bleach.

Why did this place need so much bleach, it wouldn't really make sense unless someone died there. Had someone died there? Chuuya was in a hospital so there were bound to be a lot of dead and or dying people, right?

Great now Chuuya was tired, scared, and having morbid thoughts, Dazai was really getting to him. He decided the best place to sit would be the counter. In which he immediately regretted.

It was dark and he wasn't really paying attention, and of course the sink had to be automatic. And it wasn't one of those really crappy automatic sinks either, because somehow it managed to detect his hand which happened to be placed on the side of the sink bowl.

Water sprayed out of the faucet and the left side of his sweatpants. “Ughhhh” Chuuya groaned this day, or he supposed morning was shit. The next thing he knew his phone lit up with a text from ‘Waste of Bandages’.

[Waste of Bandages]: Shut up we can hear you ∠(´•０•`)〴

[Me]: The fucking sink went off and now my legs soaking wet.

[Waste of Bandages]: It's an automatic sink, what did you expect???

[Waste of Bandages]: What were you even doing-

[Me]: Trying to sit on the bathroom counter?

[Waste of Bandages]: Aw that's so cute!

[Waste of Bandages]: You need to sit on a counter to feel tall (¬∀¬)

[Me]: Say another word and I'm strangling you in your sleep.

[Waste of Bandages]: How could you say such a thing (っ⇀__↼ ς)

[Waste of Bandages]: Your too short to reach my neck lol

[Me]: You're officially on your deathbed.

[Waste of Bandages]: Finally!!! Also, your dad just left

[Me]: Can I come out then?

[Waste of Bandages]: Nope

Chuuya sighed, he could hear noises of people hurriedly rushing through the hallways. The nurse was likely checking up on Dazai to make sure he was fine. Chuuya couldn't hear anyone talking, but that was probably because he was on the wall that divided the bathroom from the hallway.

He was still creeped out because the bathroom looked abandoned. Obviously, it had signs of recent use, but the pale-yellow walls reminded him of something that would be in an indie video game.

Thinking about video games, Chuuya pulled up street fighter to play npc’s while he waited for Dazai to text him again. He glanced at the time it was basically one in the morning.

They had school in a few hours. Though Paul probably would let him stay with Dazai, since he wasn't in the best condition. And he wouldn't be able to function properly with his dominant hand broken.

Dazai would probably end up trying to get Chuuya to do his work for however long it took for his wrist to heal. Chuuya started spacing out while absolutely crushing the npc he was playing.

With the soft tapping from people in the halls and the sickening smell of bleach, one game turned into two, so on so forth. Chuuya only realized when he got a text ten minutes later.

How long had he been in that creepy bathroom for anyways? At least he would be let out. He didn't even bother looking at the message, it's not like anyone else would be texting him this early.

He jumped off the counter with a thud. Still feeling cold even though by now the water that covered his gray sweatpants was dry.

And pranced out of the bathroom into the now dimly lit hospital room. “Dazai, how long was I in there for?” Chuuya whisper yelled once he turned the corner, standing at the foot of the bed.

“Eh thirty minutes, honestly I was expecting you to complain about how long it was” Dazai looked up from his phone after shutting it off.

“Seriously!”

“Yeah”

“God, I hate you”

“Me too!”

“I'm irritated and you made me stay in a creepy bathroom for half an hour”

“I didn't make you”

“Uh you didn't text me when I was allowed out!”

“I never told you that I'd text you, I just asked if you had your phone,” Dazai grinned. “You slimy bastard!” Chuuya was trying so hard to not actually yell it was making him more upset.

“Stop being mean to the fishy and give it water,” Dazai pouted. “Whatever” Chuuya said, moving over to grab the cup on the bedside table.

He proceed to grab Dazai by the jaw (he would have hurt him, but Chuuya wasn't that mean) and force him to down the water. “How about I see if fishes can drown?” Chuuya smirked, leaning closer to Dazai.

Even under the dim lighting he could see how red Dazai's face got either that be from the fact that he was losing air or something else. Dazai smacked the cup away from his face and started coughing.

“Wow Chuuya” He coughed out. “That's like really” Now his coughs were turning into wheezes. “Kinky” Dazai was laughing hard now, hard enough he started coughing again.

Instead of drowning at Chuuya's hand, he grabbed the cup with his left hand and drank without struggling whatsoever. Chuuya immediately released his hand from around Dazai's jaw.

“You lied that you couldn't drink water yourself” He crossed his arms and furrowed his eyebrows. “I don't remember saying I couldn't?” Dazai's voice was still raspy though that was his fault.

“You know what I'm sleeping shut up todays been the worst” Chuuya rolled his eyes and walked over to the couch, flopping on top of it. “Today just started~” Dazai shut off the lamp on the bedside table. Maybe Chuuya was lying, today wasn't the worst, just a little unexpected.

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Paul pushed himself off the wall. He desperately wanted to get out of the hospital. He was just glad his and Dazai's plan worked out.

An hour earlier

“Thanks again for doing this, I know how teenage boys can be and whatnot” Paul nodded his head with a smile to the nurse. “Yeah, no worries anyone can stay if given permission by the patient” She was writing something down on her clipboard.

“If they cause any problems I'll call you” She handed over a piece of paper with a number on it. “And what about Dazai's injuries when can he go back to school?” Paul asked, taking the paper and pocketing it.

“He should be able to go back next week, but he will need help writing with his hand, which should mostly heal in about three weeks” She smiled.

“Okay one more thing, is there anything special I have to do when he's with us?” Paul asked, due to Mori still being unconscious and likely having to stay in the hospital for a bit, Dazai would be staying over at his and Rimbaud's house while he healed up.

Not because it was mandatory, but because he knew Chuuya didn't trust Dazai to be home alone, and it wasn't like he didn't stay over all the time anyways.

“No, just make sure he doesn't strain it and if he does have him ice it, if anything ever happens take him to the emergency room” She started walking back to Dazai's room. Paul hoped Dazai would tell him how proud Chuuya looked after ‘secretly’ spending the night at a hospital.

Chapter Text

Chuuya woke up to the most insufferable noise imaginable. That noise was Dazai. As in he wouldn't shut the hell up, as per usual.

“Chuuya~ wake upppp” Nagged Dazai, as he opened the curtains with a convenient button on his bedside table. “Dazai shut the curtains before I throw a pillow at you,” Chuuya protested.

“But Chuuya! I'm so hungry and I can't get downstairs by myself!” Dazai whined as he continued to open the curtains. “You are so lucky that I'm nice,” Chuuya sighed, getting off the comfortable couch to open the wheelchair next to Dazai's bed.

Dazai had the biggest grin plastered on his face as he accepted Chuuya’s outstretched hand. Chuuya yanked on his hand and dragged him off the bed. Dazai stumbled off, falling into the chair and shooing away Chuuya's hand.

“Now be a good doggy and take me downstairs” Dazai beamed. “Can you wheel it yourself?” Chuuya glared before doing as he was told. “Having the dog walk his owner is funnier don't you think?” Dazai clapped his hands together and flipped his head over the back to see Chuuya.

“Shut up or I won't do this” Chuuya shoved Daza'is face forward and pushed him towards the door. “Bad doggy! Don't abuse your owner!” Dazai elbowed Chuuya's hand. “Shut upppp” Chuuya dragged before shaking the wheelchair in front of the door.

Dazai jolted forward, while quickly grabbing the armrests. Oh, and if Chuuya could see Dazai's face, he would be choking over his tears. Dazai sank in his chair, gripping the armchair for dear life as Chuuya opened the door and shoved him out.

The lights in the hallway were much brighter than yesterday. And the hallways smelt even more like bleach. Unlike the previous night more people littlered the halls, seated outside doors waiting for friends and family.

Nurses paced back and forth between rooms checking on patients. Dazai remained quiet till Chuuya had him press the elevator button. “Chuuya by the way, breakfast ends in like fifteen minutes” Dazai pressed the button labeled with a one.

“What?” Did Dazai let Chuuya sleep in? “I know this place is basically one big bed and breakfast for dying people!” Dazai grinned at Chuuya. “Shut up please” Chuuya rolled his eyes. The elevator started descending down to the first floor, which didn't take very long.

Chuuya rolled Dazai out of the elevator when it hit the first floor. The lights were just as bright as yesterday, if not brighter. It was also full of life.

More nurses scattered all over the lobby, visitors and patients were seated along the front wall. Chuuya noticed how Dazai shrunk in on himself more, he probably was bothered with how many people were present.

“Where is it?” Chuuya asked, it's not like he frequented the hospital as a hobby. “Why would I know?” Dazai innocently batted his eyelashes. “Becau-” Chuuya furrowed his eyebrows. “It's to the left” Dazai waved his hand towards the left.

Chuuya turned the chair and continued to push Dazai down the hall. The further they walked down the too long hallway the more looks got from nurses. Chuuya picked up the pace and walked them to a set of large white doors.

Above the doors was a sign labeled ‘Psychiatic Ward’. “Dazai seriously this isnt where we were supposed to be” Chuuya rolled his eyes and spun the chair back around. “Oh, I thought you were asking where I wanted to go!” Dazai beamed.

“It's to the right of the elevators I thought you could read but I guess I expected too much from a dog” Dazai smirked as Chuuya whacked the back of his head. “Ow Chuuya again?” The brunette pouted.

“You deserved it” Chuuya rolled his eyes for what felt like the tenth time that morning as he started walking back down the hall. “No!” Dazai put a defensive hand to his chest. “Then you deserve this” Chuuya grinned before he started to run down the halls.

“Chuuya!” Dazai yipped as he quickly grabbed the armrests once again. But this time he must have gripped it hard, he immediately retracted his right-hand hissing in pain. Chuuya heard distant yelling, it was likely one of the nurses yelling at him to stop running, though why would he?

“I'm going to murder you when I'm out of here!” Dazai whipped his head around to glare at Chuuya. “Oh, but I thought you wanted me to kill you?” Chuuya beamed, ignoring the odd stares from people walking in the hallway. At this point Chuuya started to slow down.

“Ewww! You're not a beautiful woman, why would I want to die by your hand!” Dazai rolled his eyes and turned back to face forward. They were now back in the lobby, so Chuuya switched to a slow walk maneuvering between people carefully. Chuuya realized something.

Dazai had talked a lot less about dying within the last few months. Yes, it was brought up frequently, but all he used to talk about was death. Chuuya decided it would be best to let his mind run down that rabbit hole later as he took Dazai down the other hallway.

And of course, the large cafe just happened to be directly in his face. Chuuya rolled his eyes again before pushing Dazai into the once again large doors. The cafe itself was large.

Tables and booths littered the floor, there was a designated wall for where patients could order and pick up food. Chuuya wheeled Dazai over to the almost nonexistent line. “Whatcha want?” Chuuya asked as he walked impossibly slower to accommodate Dazai and his pickiness.

“Forward” Dazai said, Chuuya could practically hear the grin on his face. But he did as he was told. Every few feet or so Chuuya would halt only for Dazai to nod forward again. After about three minutes of constant stopping and walking Dazai finally picked something up.

Well actually he picked two things up. And those two things happened to be two bags of potato chips. Chuuya sighed but continued walking. He continued walking till he couldn't walk without running Dazai into the wall.

Admittedly that's all he wanted to do but he didn't. Dazai pulled out a shiny new credit card from nowhere. “Another one?” Chuuya questioned as Dazai paid for the chips.

“Of course! He thought that he could hide it from me, so I grabbed it in the ambulance” Dazai shrugged with a grin and pointed to one of the tables. “And no one questioned it?” Chuuya pushed the wheelchair to the table and moved to sit in one of the chairs.

“They just gave me his wallet, so I had to get his new card info” Dazai passed one of the chip bags to Chuuya and tried to open it with his teeth. “Give it here” Chuuya rolled his eyes. He stared with disgust at Dazai spit but proceeded to open the bag for him.

“Hmm, speaking of credit cards, I need your help next week with something” Dazai grabbed his bag back and put a chip in his mouth with an irritable crunch.

“And what is that?” Chuuya asked, leaning back in his chair while munching on his chips. “I bought us a new hideouttt!” The brunette dragged the word ‘hideout’. “Did you seriously buy a kids playhouse?” It seemed like something Dazai would pull.

“Nope guess again~” Dazai put his head on his unbroken palm. “No did you get a treehouse?” Wait but Dazai didn't have a tree in his backyard. Still Dazai sat with his head in his left palm grinning at Chuuya.

He looked a little lost in thought. Maybe Chuuya's hair was a mess? Dazai dragged him out of the room before he could do anything but leave his hair tied in a ponytail. “You're getting closer~” Dazai blinked.

“Did you get me a treehouse?” Chuuya did have a big tree in his side yard. Dazai shook his head, it was worth a shot. “Then what did you get?” Chuuya asked.

“Drumroll please” He tilted his head down to get Chuuya to drum his fingers on the table. Chuuya did as he was asked and drummed his pointer fingers on the edge of the table with an eye roll. “I bought” Dazai started. “Aaaaa… shipping container!” Dazai shook his hands in excitement.

“Huh?”

“You do know what a shipping container is right?”

“Obviously!”

“Good, you have a brain cell after all!”

“Ow don't throw things at me Chuuya!” Dazai flinched as Chuuya threw his now empty bag of chips at Dazai. “I'll do whatever I want Dazai” Chuuya crossed his arms. “Why in the world did you buy a shipping container? How did you even get it?” Chuuya asked while signing.

“You'll figure it out!” Dazai smiled as Chuuya got up from his seat at the table. “Oh, and I bought it off this really sketchy auction, it was only fourteen hundred yen!” Dazai stated as if that wasn't a lot of money.

“Okay… and how are you supposed to get it in your backyard without Mori noticing?” He should be yelling at Dazai for wasting More money, but Mori wouldn't miss a few hundred yen, and Dazai was being intriguing.

“I also bought a crane,” Dazai shrugged as Chuuya began pushing him towards a trash can. “Please be joking” Now Chuuya was feeling bad for Moris bank account. “Well, I didn't exactly buy the crane, you need a permit for that, but I'm paying someone to put it where I want it” Dazai threw the bags into the garbage can and Chuuya began walking them out of the cafe.

“I'll text Ranpo later and ask him what happened at School today” Chuuya suggested when they made it to the elevator. “Eh knowing him he would text you right about-” A beep came from Chuuya’s pocket, “Now”. “You two share the same brain I swear” Chuuya pulled out his phone and saw the notification from ‘Snacks Please’.

[Snacks Please]: We aren't doing anything important today don't worry but do make sure Dazai gets his homework done

[Me]: I will thanks Ranpo

[Snacks Please]: I hope you pay me back in snacks

[Me]: Will do

Chuuya turned his phone off and pocketed it, they were now standing in front of the elevator. Dazai pressed the button. “What did he say?” Dazai asked as the elevator doors opened. “That you need to do your homework that you still didn't do, and that nothing important is happening”. “But I have you to do it for me” Dazai batted his eyelashes.

“I'm not doing your homework”

“But why not Chuu-ya”

“Because?”

“But you're so good at doing my homework even though you're stupid!”

“You just complemented my homework-doing skills and called me stupid?”

“No”

“Just shut the fucking elevator”

“Chuuya just said a bad word!” Dazai fake gasped as he pressed the button to go to the third floor. “What are you? The cursing police?'' The elevator doors shut as the compartment started moving upwards.

“That would be too much work,” Dazai shrugged. “Oh?” Chuuya raised an eyebrow, “But it's not too much work to point out every little thing that inconveniences you?”.

“Not if it has to do with you,'' Dazai grinned. “God you're annoying” Chuuya rolled his eyes, again. And the elevator came to a stop. The doors opened and Chuuya pushed Dazai along back to his room.

“But Chuuya, imagine how boring I'd be if I wasn't annoying!” Dazai wined. “Sure Mackerel” Chuuya opened the door and pushed them inside. “Now do you finally want help on physics homework or not?”.

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“Say Chuuya, what do you think my genius self has planned for the shipping container?” Dazai asked, they had just eaten dinner after Oda visited them for a bit.

“Probably something stupid and meaningless” Chuuya shrugged from his spot on the armchair. “Wow Chuuya you wound me!” Dazai clasped his left palm over his heart. “I'm making a hotel!” Dazai grinned, as if everyone knew he was going to say that.

“Really?” Chuuya raised an eyebrow, Dazai might be crazy but crazy enough to have a hotel in his backyard? “Nah I'm joking, I thought it would be cool if we could have a hideout in one!” Dazai shrugged.

“And that's why you need my help?” Chuuya leaned his head into his palm. “Yeah, we obviously need to decorate it” The brunette furrowed an eyebrow. “Okay tell me your plan” Chuuya leaned back into the armchair, he was still tired from yesterday, though who could blame him?

“Well obviously we will need to paint the inside, I'm thinking a navy-blue color,” Dazai started rambling. “And we'll need to put some form of air conditioning in there so we don't die of heatstroke in a metal container” Dazai continued listing off all the renovations he wanted to do with the shipping container.

Chuuya on the other hand fell asleep in the armchair to Dazai's rants about his plans.

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Dazai was just trying to enjoy himself on the balcony when his phone started ringing. He let it ring out for a second before fumbling to hold it in his left hand and answering.

“Dazai what the hell is outside! And why did you set an alarm on my phone!” Chuuya yelled from the other side. “Uh the crane I told you about?” Dazai rolled his eyes even though Chuuya couldn't see, ignoring his second question altogether.

“God you were serious about that? Give me a second and I'll be over” Dazai heard sheets ruffling before hanging up. Dazai walked back into his room and plugged in his phone before making his way downstairs to the living room.

It wasn't too long before Chuuya was knocking on the front door. “Well good morning to you too Chibi!” Dazai beamed as he opened the door.

“It's like eleven Dazai” Chuuya raised his eyebrow and walked past Dazai into the house. “It's fine Chuuya, I just wanted them to get it in as soon as possible so you can help me decorate it” Dazai lifted his broken arm now supported by a sling.

“Oh my god your absolutely insane Dazai” Chuuya walked to the back door and opened it. He stood in the doorway shocked. The crane had lowered the shipping container behind their houses, not in the backyard like Chuuya thought it would.

“Isn't it cool!” Dazai slipped past Chuuya and shut the door. “I can't with you Dazai” Dazai laughed at Chuuya’s mouth being agape. Chuuya realized that he was being laughed at and slapped Dazai on his upper arm.

“Ow that's my broken arm you short stack!” Dazai flinched away with a snarl. “Your dads going to be pissed, does Oda even know about this?” Chuuya pinched in between his nose bridge.

“No but because it's behind the house Mori doesn't have to know” Dazai believed he had a point. No one would even go behind his house. Behind it was a forest and a river, Dazai and Chuuya played in it all the time when they were kids.

Therefore there was no issue. Besides, there weren't going to be any houses built soon. “How are we even supposed to get back there let alone put stuff in it?” Chuuya asked and Dazai’s phone simultaneously beeped.

Dazai pulled his phone out of his pocket to be met with a text from the people operating the crane. “Well Chibi looks like we will find out right now!” Dazai shoved his phone back into his pocket and grabbed Chuuya’s hand.

He walked them towards the ladder Dazai always kept by Chuuya’s tree and motioned for Chuuya to climb up. The redhead did as he was told and climbed up. Dazai did the same with a little struggle thanks to his hand and a certain someone not helping.

“Right this way~” Dazai slipped past Chuuya and walked on the wall towards where the crane was located. Luckily for them the wall was a few feet wide so it wasn't too difficult to walk across.

Dazai turned to jump off the wall but was met with the ladder that he had placed this morning instead. “Sly bastard” Dazai heard Chuuya mutter as he climbed down the ladder as well. Dazai mumbled something about needing to go ‘deal with the nice man’ and for Chuuya to ‘be a good dog and wait there’.

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Dazai shoved Chuuya towards the doors. “Screw you and your stupid broken arm” Chuuya glared at Dazai as he opened the door with a creak. Dust immediately got in Chuuyas' nose. He sneezed into the back of his arm and motioned for Dazai to walk in first.

“This place needs a lot of cleaning” Dazai frowned as he touched the rust on the door. “Just walk in before i-” He sneezed again, “kill you”.

“Yeah yeah whatever” Dazai laughed to himself as Chuuya rubbed his nose. Dazai took a short step up into the container. The metal under him croaked as he stepped further inside. Chuuya also stepped inside, but he stayed closer to the door trying to get the dust out of his nose.

“God this place smells like seafood, it's perfect for you Mackerel” Chuuya laughed, though his laugh sounded more like a cough than anything. “Actually it smells like salt water but your to stupid to know that~” Dazai did a quick lookover of the container before he walked back over towards Chuuya and ushered him out.

“Now Chuuya, we're both aware of my broken arm so, I'll be needing your help a lot” Dazai grinned as they stepped outside of the container.

“You know what, I think I can hear my dad calling me-” Chuuya took a step towards the ladder but was stopped by Dazai’s hand gripping his upper arm. “Fuck you” Chuuya hissed while looking over his shoulder.

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Dazai carefully pushed his vacuum over the wall and to Chuuya who stood on his tiptoes to reach it. Before he had the opportunity to snicker at the redhead in front of him, Chuuya shot Dazai a glare before hitting his knee with the end of the vacuum.

“Why do we even need this?”Chuuya sighed as Dazai slid off the wall ignoring the ladder placed next to him. “You have the task of helping me clean because I can't do it myself while I decide how we're going to decorate this” Dazai said, landing on the ground with a thud.

The dark blue shipping container stood out against the brown and green landscape of the trees and dirt. “I'm not your maid,” Chuuya complained as he stepped inside the container.

Luckily since Dazai had a doctor for an adoptive father, he owned a lot of cleaning products, and happened to have a cordless vacuum. Dazai had also shoved a flashlight and one of his small notebooks into his cardigan pocket (Though he gave the flashlight to Chuuya).

The generator he bought for the air conditioning and lighting wouldn't get there till later that night. When Dazai stepped up into the container Chuuya was taking off the metal extender on the vacuum to reveal a small handheld nozzle, which would make it easier to collect dust in the crevices of the corners.

“I seriously-” Chuuya let out a high pitched sneeze “don't see why you can't do this”. “Because Chuuya I have to plan out where everything's going to go! Your interior design skills lack” Dazai snickered and Chuuya flung dust at him.

“Chuuya!” Dazai’s voice was lost in a sneeze. After Dazai had poorly sketched out the inside of the shipping container he retreated to the roof of it to get away from Chuuya and the dust. He sat crisscross on the top, laughing to himself whenever Chuuya would let out a curse or a sneeze.

Before they had left the hospital Dazai had asked Chuuya his opinion on some decor for their new hideout. All of the things Dazai had bought were shipped and sitting in the living room. Dazai had gotten up earlier than Chuuya to make sure everything got there before the container.

And since Dazai had been spending the last couple of nights at Chuuya’s house he made sure to set an alarm on Chuuya’s phone to piss him off. Chuuya stepped outside of the container and looked up at Dazai.

“I finished!” He rolled his eyes with a scoff and dragged the vacuum out of the container with him. “Good we need to paint the inside before we can do anything else” Dazai stood up and stepped along the wall, Chuuya climbed the ladder and followed him to the backdoor of the house.

“I still don't see the point of doing all this,” Chuuya sighed as he climbed down the ladder into Dazai’s backyard. “Obviously you haven't done your research, paint helps so it won't rust as much, cleaning is obvious, so we don't die every time we go in there” Dazai rolled his eyes as they walked over to the backdoor which they left ajar.

They both walked to the living room. In front of the couch Dazai had placed boxes and bags that contained things to decorate with. On the coffee table he had left two buckets of paint and two paint rollers.

“Are you good with painting in that?” Dazai asked Chuuya while he shrugged off his tan cardigan and haphazardly threw it on the couch. Chuuya looked down at himself, he was wearing a pair of gray sweatpants, black sneakers and a black band tee.

“Yeah I don't see why I wouldn't be” He shrugged and grabbed his paint can and roller. Dazai grabbed his can as well and shoved the roller under his arm. He himself did not care if his clothes got dirty, underneath the now discarded cardigan he was wearing black slacks, the usual pair of black oxfords and a short sleeve button up.

They walked back outside, Dazai had to have Chuuya help carry the things in his hands while he got up on the wall. “What color is this?” Chuuya questioned, holding the can close to his face to see if there was an indication on the color.

“It's just a dark blue, it was so hard to find a color that would go with the atrocious rug you picked out” Dazai passed his can back to Chuuya while he slid off the wall once again completely ignoring the ladder next to him.

Chuuya rolled his eyes and gave Dazai the can back. He set his on the wall and climbed down the ladder, stepping on his tiptoes to get it back. “That rug is beautiful! Be glad I'm helping you, otherwise you wouldn't be able to do this” Chuuya glared.

Both of them stepped up in the container and got to work painting. With the container not being as dusty it was easier to move around and paint.

Dazai opened his can and dipped the white roller in, it immediately turned a dark royal blue. “See, isn't it a nice color?” Dazai pulled the roller back out to show Chuuya. “Reds better but sure” Chuuya shrugged and got to work opening his own container as well.

A little under half an hour through painting Dazai got bored.

“Chuuya my arm hurts” The brunette pouted. Chuuya turned his head from the wall he was painting. “That's your problem, could you hurry up? I'm almost done with my wall and you're not even close” He turned his head back to the wall and continued painting until he felt something wet hit his back.

“Dazai what was that?” Chuuya whipped his head back around and glared at Dazai. “Hm? What are you talking about?” Dazai’s voice sounded innocent as he batted his eyelashes as if he could do no harm.

Then Chuuya looked down to see paint splattered on the floor. “Damn you Dazai!” Chuuya flicked his role in the direction of Dazai, paint splattering on both the brunette's white shirt and the floor.

“Eek!” Dazai yipped as Chuuya flung some more paint at him for good measures. “Serves you right” Chuuya rolled his eyes and turned back to his wall, once again feeling paint splatter on his back.

“I hate you” Chuuya sighed but didn't fling more paint at Dazai. “Love you too Chibi~” Dazai giggled as he turned back and continued to paint. Dazai had made the executive decision to use one coat of paint because it ‘wouldn't need two’.

They continued painting, Dazai took the two shorter walls, making Chuuya have to paint more than him. Somewhere along the lines Dazai took out his phone and started blasting random American music.

He didn't learn from last time that it wasn't the best idea. Eventually they finished, the walls were blue, the container reeked of paint, so did they. “Lets go sit on the roof while this dries” Dazai suggested from his spot on the floor.

“Sure” Chuuya dropped his paint roller into the bucket and helped Dazai up. Dazai latched onto Chuuya’s hand and stood up, whipping the dust off himself. They walk outside, Chuuya helps Dazai up the ladder.

“See how easy it is to get up here!” Dazai says, grabbing Chuuya’s hand again and walking them onto the roof of the container. “Geez it's windy” Chuuya shuddered and fixed his hair which was tied.

“Shouldn't we eat? It's like one” Dazai sighed as he sat down and kicked his legs off the edge. “In a minute I'm too tired, what are we doing afterwards?” Chuuya sat next to him.

“We need to put the flooring in, and bring our stuff in!” Dazai yawned, he folded his good arm behind his head and laid down, staring at the blue sky covered in clouds.

“Flooring?” Chuuya furrowed his eyebrows as he looked down at Dazai. “I bought a stick and peel vinyl flooring, it's easy don't worry” Dazai sat up and ordered them some pizza.

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“That's a pretty color,” Chuuya said, pulling one of the vinyl planks out of the box Dazai had him carry. The wood itself was a grayish tan color, it would go nicely with all their decorations.

“That's because I chose it,” Dazai shrugged as he helped pull the planks out of the box. “Do you have any ideas on how to install this?” Chuuya knew Dazai wasn't exactly the most crafty in that regard. “Not really but I ordered them to fit the space so it can't be that hard!

It could be that hard.

In fact Chuuya had to do all the work. They had to look up several videos. Turns out all they needed to do was hammer it in place.

“It ‘can't be that hard’, you said, well guess what Dazai it was!” Chuuya slumped down on the floor, leaning on the now dried wall. “I never said it would be hard for you, I meant myself” Dazai smirked, Chuuya threw his notebook at him. “Rude!”

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“How do you do this Chuuya, can you help me please” Dazai begged from his position on the floor. “No you made me put together the floor without instructions, you can put a table together with them” Chuuya rolled his eyes as he laid out the rug.

It was a round, fluffy, ruby red rug. Chuuya had picked it out when they online shoped a few days ago, it was gorgeous. Dazai thought otherwise but Chuuya made him get it regardless.

“This makes no sense” Dazai whined, he was unable to get the stupid leg to attach to the stupid piece of wood, it was stupid. “Oh my gosh you're so annoying!” Chuuya complained as he walked over to Dazai, took the screwdriver out of his hand and screwed the leg in, thanks to the nail he put in the hole earlier.

“Thanks Chibiko!” Dazai laid himself on the floor, kicking his legs in the air. “It's not time to laze around, get your ass up and finish this” Chuuya stood up and threw the screwdriver in front of Dazai, he scoffed as he heard Dazai wine.

Chuuya dragged one of the beanbags onto the rug, putting it on the edge near a corner of the room. They had bought two, dark blue beanbags to work as chairs because they just seemed more comfortable.

Chuuya sank into the one further from the corner with a sigh. “Chuuya gets to relax while I strain my arm, that's unfair!” Dazai groaned as he continued to screw the nail in place. “It won't take more than five minuets if you stop complaining, all you have to do is screw the nails Dazai” Chuuya looked over to Dazai who was sitting on the floor struggling to use a screwdriver with one hand.

Then he looked at the pile of stuff he brought. Dazai had ‘set up’ a minifridge that was placed on the right hand side of the door. All he actually did was take it out of a box, since the power box generator thingy he told Chuuya about wouldn't get there till later.

Everything besides the fridge, desk, rug, and beanbags was a surprise to Chuuya. He pondered about the random décor Dazai bought until he heard something sink next to him. The sinking noise was Dazai curling up like a cat in the beanbag next to him.

“Are you ready to see the rest of the stuff I got?” Dazai smiled. “You need help flipping the table the right way don't you?” Chuuya glared with a strained smile. Dazais' smile widened, “Please?”.

With another scoff Chuuya got up from the comfortable bean bag, Dazai did the same. “It isn't even that hard,” Chuuya said as he grabbed the leg of the table with one arm, placing the other on the underside of the table. Dazai grabbed a leg with his free hand and they flipped the table.

“See?” Chuuya raised an eyebrow while leaning his hand on the table. It was more of a mix between a table and desk so it really could be called either. The color was dark oak to contrast with the floor and compliment the ‘atrocious rug’ as stated by Dazai.

“Okay there's a few things I got that you need to be careful with” Dazai looked up from where he was on the floor finding a box to show Chuuya. “Okay?” Chuuya questioned as Dazai pulled out a dartboard.

“No way! I'm so going to beat you!” Chuuya grinned, grabbing the box from Dazai and setting it on the table. “Later, we need to set up everything else first” Dazai rolled his eyes sarcastically with a fond smile on his face.

He specifically got it because he knew Chuuya would probably beat him at it but that was past the point! The next thing he pulled out was a red blanket for the beanbags which he tossed over to them.

Chuuya sat down crisscross on the floor next to Dazai as they went through the pile of stuff he bought. At one point Dazai pulled out an air conditioning unit and claimed he could ‘install it himself’.

Which they both knew was a lie. After they unboxed everything, (those other things being a trashcan, light and light switch, some board games, books and fairy lights) Dazai started directing Chuuya on where to put everything, saying he had another surprise for later.

Chuuya put the trashcan next to where the air conditioning unit was meant to go, the books and games on the table. He properly unboxed the blanket which Dazai immediately stole and drowned in on his beanbag.

Dazai had claimed the one closer to the corner to be his, Chuuya wouldn't complain. Chuuya strung the fairly lights behind the beanbags. Then he set the light and lightswitch on the table for when Dazai got the power generator.

Lastly, Chuuya hung up the dartboard, putting it over Dazai's beanbag. “Chuuya, that's a safety hazard, you'll kill me!” Dazai got up from the bean bag as soon as he knew what Chuuya was doing.

He used his freehand to stop Chuuya, blanket draped over his back. “It would be so fun Dazai” Chuuya rolled his eyes and moved it a little more to the right so he wouldn't be able to hit Dazai on ‘accident’.

Soon Dazai felt satisfied with Chuuya's work. “Okay you want to hear the surprise?” Dazai was full of surprises nowadays. “Yeah” Chuuya shrugged. “Wow you should be more enthusiastic Chuuya!” Dazai pouted as he stepped back over to the unplugged minifridge.

“Ready?” Dazai grinned before opening the fridge. Inside there was a box. “A box? That's great Dazai” Chuuya said sarcastically as Dazai opened the box. “Nope, it's a camera!” Dazai pulled out a polaroid camera.

“Oh that is better, why put it in the fridge though” Chuuya laughed as Dazai shoved the blue camera in his face. “Because I didn't want you to see it,” Dazai mumbled.

“But! We have to take a photo to commemorate this” Dazai pulled out a stack of film from nowhere and put it into the back of the camera. “Do you even know how to use this thing? Chuuya asked as Dazai shoved him towards the beanbags.

“A little, I've done my research don't worry” Dazai sat down dragging Chuuya down with him. “Come closer” Dazai nudged Chuuya with his elbow trying to get the camera to work in his left hand.

“Give it to me” Chuuya grabbed the camera and re-angled them. “It won't be perfect but-” Chuuya started before snapping a photo. The camera made a noise and a piece of film slowly printed out of it.

“I'm sure it'll be fine, Chuuya,” Dazai smiled, readjusting the blanket on his shoulders. “We should go outside so it can develop faster. Dazai stood up, taking the blanket off from around his shoulders and reaching his left hand out to Chuuya.

Chuuya grabbed the piece of film and set the camera down on the beanbag before accepting Dazai's hand. “It's probably not super bright outside but it'll be fine” Dazai shrugged as they walked out of the door and outside.

Instead of climbing back up the ladder Dazai led them to the edge of the river and sat down. “Do you think Paul’s worried about us?” Dazai asked, taking the film from Chuuya's hand. “Probably not, I had to explain to him that the crane in the backyard was your doing” Chuuya laughed.

Dazai shook the film, it made a whipping noise that he cringed at. Chuuya picked up a pebble and tossed it towards the water. It sank when it hit the surface.

They sat in silence for a while, the only noises being the wind ruffling the grass and the rocks Chuuya sank in the water. “So why did you get the camera?” Chuuya turned to face Dazai who shook the film again.

“Because I thought it would be fun to hang up pictures in the container” Dazai shrugged as he passed the film to Chuuya. The photo itself wasn't the best quality.

Both Dazai and Chuuya were a little cut off. The white lights from the fairy lights were a bit bright due to the desaturated photo. Dazai had a smile on his face, so did Chuuya. Though Chuuya was even more desaturated because the flashlight he had set up while they moved things shown on the wall a bit.

“It's nice, though I'm sure with your ‘research’ you’ll do better” Chuuya handed the photo back and tossed one last rock before he got off the ground. He stretched out a hand, Dazai grabbed it and stood up, brushing the dirt off of him.

“Leftover pizza?” Dazai asked as they walked back to the ladder. “Leftover pizza” Chuuya agreed with a laugh. They spent the rest of their time away from Chuuya's house eating pizza on the shipping container until Paul called them back into the house.

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“Aw and it was just getting dark too!” Dazai pouted as Chuuya helped him up from where he was seated on the shipping container's roof. Dazai got up, still whining about how he didn’t want to go home.

Dazai shoved in front of Chuuya on the wall, because it was thin (though still thicker than most) they couldn't walk side by side. Dazai ignored the ladder once again and slid down the wall next to it while Chuuya stepped down it.

Paul was waiting by the backdoor, leaning against the wall. “So how was this new hideout of yours?” He asked when they were in hearing range. “It's great!” Dazai interjected before Chuuya could get a word in.

“He made me do all the work” Chubby rolled his eyes as his dad opened the door and let them in. “His arms broken” Paul raised an eyebrow and walked towards his and Rimbaud's bedroom door. “Goodnight kids” He said as he disappeared into the room.

“We're not kids,” Chuuya muttered under his breath as they walked to his room. “You're as short as one” Dazai smiled as Chuuya turned around and kicked him in the shin. “Shut up or you're sleeping on the couch tonight” Chuuya glared at Dazai before they entered his room.

“But Chuuya I'm so tired” Dazai yawned and fell face first onto Chuuya's bed. “You stupid fish at least take off your shoes” Chuuya scoffed as he removed his shoes and tossed them in a corner. Dazai did the same before laying down on his side and yawning.

“Yes mom” Dazai yawned into the back of his hand. “I'm too tired to deal with your bullshit” Chuuya rolled his eyes as he laid down next to his dog plushie. And they fell asleep.

Later Dazai would realize that they were not kids anymore and sleeping in the same bed should have been awkward. He would panic and hope that Chuuya wouldn't hate him. Then he would realize that Chuuya probably wouldn't care, but to Dazai it still felt weird.

But for now, he would actually get some sleep.

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“But Kunikidaaa” Dazai leaned over his desk and started shaking the blonds' shoulders. “No Dazai, I told you I don't have time for trivial things like parties” Kunikida shrugged Dazai off his shoulders. “But it's almost your birthday! Surely you want to celebrate, it's scientifically proven that if you don't celebrate, you'll get depressed!” Dazai pouted as he leaned back into his chair.

“Really?” Kunikida turned his head around with a raised eyebrow. “No, you’re really stupid Kunikida” Dazai’s tone was as flat as a line, grin plastered on his face. His grin only grew as Kunikida muttered something about a ‘lying imbecile’ as he snapped his pen in two.

Dazai glared to his left to be met with Yasano rolling her eyes at him. For the past week he had been trying to convince Kunikida to have a birthday party. But of course, Kunikida 'didn't do parties’ because ‘they were trivial’, yet he had still shown up to Dazai’s? (That was because Chuuya forced him to, but Dazai didn't know that).

He turned to his left to see Chuuya and Ranpo who were sitting on their desks and snickering about something. They were currently having lunch period, most students were outside and luckily their classroom was unoccupied, except themselves of course. Watching Kunikida break his pen gave Dazai the best idea ever.

And that's how Dazai came up with not only the best president for his dear friend. But also, the most ingenious way to get him to come to his own birthday party.

“Pst Chibi” Dazai nudged his ankle into Chuuya’s. “What do you want idiot?” Chuuya whispered back at him. Dazai put up his pointer finger in a ‘wait’ while nodding over to their teacher who was staring at them. He started writing on the top right of his notebook.

I know what we should do for Kunikida’s Birthday!!!

Dazai slid his notebook right so Chuuya could see it. Chuuya looked up to make sure their teacher was no longer watching them before scrawling out something.

And what would that be?

Dazai smiled at Chuuyas' shitty handwriting before replying to his comment.

We should break all of Kunikida’s pens and buy his favorite store out!!!

Chuuya shot him a ‘you idiot’ glare and wrote something down.

Good luck with that he doesn't even let Ranpo borrow his pens

That's why we steal them first duh

Dazai rolled his eyes making Chuuya scoff at him

You mean you? I'm not helping with your crap though I'll help you buy them

Wow I'm hurt- And as a matter of fact I can pay for stuff myself you know

Mori's money?

Tomato tomatoe

You're such a child

Chuuyas so mean!!!

Their teacher cleared his throat, Chuuya jumped a little while trying to make it look like he was paying attention. It's safe to say that Dazai and Chuuya earned themselves cleaning duty.

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“Woops,” Dazai pouted as his pen slipped under Ranpos desk. Ranpo looked up with a shrug and went back to his math work.

“Kunikida~ can I borrow a pen?” Dazai leaned his hand into his left palm while Kunikida turned around. “I just saw you writing-” Kunikida was cut off by Dazai raising both of his hands, his right still slung in a cast. “Please, I promise to give it back,” Dazai said with a straight face.

“Fine,” Kunikida sighed while handing back a pen. Dazai smirked as he twirled the black and golden pen in his left hand. He turned to nudge Chuuyas ankle again. Chuuya kicked his foot back but kept his eyes on his math binder. “Chibi's so mean” Dazai pouted before getting back to his work.

Dazai made sure to annoy Kunikida too much so he wouldn't ask about the pen.

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The next morning Dazai forced Chuuya to walk to school early so they would beat Kunikida to class.

“My plans are working great, as I predicted of course” Dazai grinned as he slipped his school shoes on. “How many pens does he even have?” Chuuya asked as Dazai stood up and they began walking towards their classroom.

“He has around five of his good pens,” Dazai shrugged as they walked up the stairs. “You know he keeps track of those things religiously right” Chuuya turned to Dazai with a smirk on his face.

“Well, you’re in luck I have the perfect plan to get the rest of them by the end of the day!” They turned into the classroom, it was mostly empty except for Kunikida, Yasano and a few random students. “Can you watch my stuff Yasano, I have to go help with the Nikolai problem” Kunikida sighed as he pushed his glasses up.

“Dos-kun! Crimes over here!” Nikolai yelled from behind the teacher's desk. “What are you two doing!” Kunikida yelled into the classroom. “Eep!” Nikolai jumped up from where he was crouching on the floor, white blob in his hands.

“Oh, it's just you Kuni~” He grinned as Kunikida shut the door behind him. “What is that?” Kunikida tapped his foot as he motioned at the moving white blob in Nikolais arms.

“It's Crime do you want to hold her?” Nikolai held out ‘Crime’. “And this is Punishment” Fyodor said, scaring Kunikida. “You’re in here too?” Kunikida whipped his head around to be met with Fyodor holding out another white blob.

“Of course,” Fyodor nodded as he sat on one of the classroom desks. He set the white blob named ‘Punishment’ onto his legs. Kunikida realized what they were. “Why do you have rats on school grounds!” Kunikida raised his eyebrows and started to panic.

“They don't bite!” Nikolai walked over to Fyodor and placed the other albino rat into a bag on Fyodor's back. “God, do you two want detention?” Kunikida pinched in between his eyebrows.

“No thanks, we're putting them away and won't let them out again!” Nikolai beamed as he picked up the one off of Fyodor's lap, and into the bag on his back. Kunikida was about to yell at them, but the bell rang before he had the chance.

“Let those animals out again and you two will have lunch detention” Kunikida slammed the door open before walking back to his classroom.

Dazai snickered to Chuuya as Kunikida left the classroom. He may or may not have asked his dear friend Fyodor to bring his precious Crime and Punishment to school.

The thought of Kunikida yelling at Fyodor and Nikolai for rats made Dazai laugh to himself, but he focused on getting those dang pens. Afterall Kunikida birthday was in less than a week. “Yosano~ did Ranpo tell you what I was doing?” Dazai sat down at his desk and folded his left hand under his chin.

“He told me that he knew when you threw your pen at him, yes,” She smiled before looking at Chuuya. ‘I'm sorry’ she mouthed. “Rude, I'm right here!” Dazai put an offended hand to his chest. “Just let me do what I came here for” Dazai stood up and grabbed Kunikidas bag.

He started looking for Kunikida’s pencil pouch as he heard a yell from across the hall. At least his plan was going smoothly. He pulled out the pouch and grabbed around for Kunikida’s pens. Once Dazai finally felt something he was positive that it was a pen (Kunikida had too many stationary supplies).

Dazai pulled it out and reached back in for another pen. A ring of the bell and a door slam could be heard. Dazai grabbed the second pen and quickly put Kunikida’s stuff away. He officially had three of the five pens.

They were just ordinary pens, but Dazai planned to take them and get him better, more expensive ones. He liked spending Mori’s money and even if he was going to buy several very expensive pens then he would.

A few students, Ranpo and Kunikida included, trickled into the room and to their desks. Kunikida had no suspicions, and the day went on as normal, until lunch time of course.

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After their teacher dismissed them for lunch and the room emptied out, Dazai spoke. “Kunikida do you want to see a magic trick?” Dazai grinned as he sat up on his desk, legs dangling off the edge. “Sure Dazai” Kunikida sighed as he set his pen down and closed his notebook.

“Okay, close your eyes,” Dazai instructed as he reached around Kunikida and grabbed his pen. “Open them and hand me a pen and scissors” Dazai was having too much fun with this.

Kunikida looked at him with a confused face but grabbed what he asked for anyways. “Now close your eyes again” Dazai said as he was handed a pair of red scissors and black pen. Ranpo was watching the ordeal with a grin on his face and a lollipop in his mouth.

Chuuya was scrolling on his phone and Yasano was watching Dazai. Dazai slowly took apart one of the pens and pulled the ink cartridge out. He snapped it in two with the scissors. “Dazai please don't do what I think you're going to do,” Yasano sighed as Dazai tipped the ink into his mouth.

“What did he do-” Chuuya asked as he looked up from his phone. “Yuck ink doesn't taste good at all” Dazai stuck out his now black tongue. “Why does he have ink?” Kunikida asked, his eyes still closed.

“Dazai! Please go to the nurse, you'll get sick” Yasano stood up from her desk and walked over to him. “I'll take this idiot” Chuuya stood up and grabbed Dazai’s arm. Dazai grinned to himself as he grabbed his bag and walked out of the room with Chuuya. “Are you fucking stupid, actually don't answer that” Chuuya sighed as they walked in the opposite direction of the nurse's office.

“Where are we going?” Dazai asked, cringing slightly at the bitter taste in his mouth. He really wanted to spit up the ink but went against it. “The bathroom. i'm not letting you walk to the nurse's office with a mouth full of ink” Chuuya tightened his grip on Dazai’s hand as they walked down the hall.

“You should have told me that you were going to plan that stunt, i would have helped you take his pens y’know” Chuuya looked over to him as they turned into the bathrooms. Chuuya led him to the sink and shoved his head into it.

“Ow-” Dazai coughed up some ink “that hurts Chuuya”. He spat out the remaining ink as Chuuya handed him his water bottle. “Drink this or I'll make you” Chuuya glared as he leaned against one of the walls.

Dazai did as told and downed the water to wash out that sticky and bitter taste in his mouth. “Chuuya, don't ever drink ink, it's so icky” Dazai cringed before spitting again in the sink. “Well, I'm not an idiot like you so I don't plan on it” Chuuya let out a dry laugh as Dazai washed away the evidence of the ink.

His tongue and teeth were still black, but it would be fine. They left the bathroom in silence. “Kunikida’s going to freak out when they tell him what you did” Chuuya sighed as they walked down the stairs.

“It's fine I'm buying him even better pens,” Dazai shrugged. At least he would get to go home, then order Kunikida’s pens and tell him about what he did. If Ranpo wasn't already explaining Dazais' thinking that is.

They walked into the nurse's office. “He feels sick” Chuuya said before Dazai could explain what happen. The nurse had to call Paul because Mori was still in the Hospital, he would be getting out later that week. So Dazai waited until a familiar red car pulled up and he was sent home.

“So, what happened?” Paul asked as Dazai sank into the back seat. “Pen ink” Dazai shrugged. “Did your pen explode?” Paul turned out of the parking lot. “In my mouth yeah” Dazai made a ‘blegh’ sound.

While they drove back to the house Dazai bought the pens Kunikida really wanted. The drive wasn't very far, once they got out of the car Pail unlocked the door and they walked inside.

Dazai immediately took his shoes off and grabbed a water bottle from the fridge. Rimbaud was sitting at the counter typing away on his laptop. “Hello Dazai” He greeted as he picked up a mug of tea.

“Hi” Dazai gave him a smile before walking off to Chuuya’s bedroom. He sat down on the middle of the floor and pulled his phone out again. He also pulled out the pens he had taken from Kunikida.

[Me]: Kunikida look!

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[Me]: Now you have to come to the party if you want them back (*^▽^*)

Dazai watched with a smile on his face as Kunikida typed and retyped his response. In the end he didn't respond. Dazai laid on his back as he started planning the party out.

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A few days later (and a lot of broken mechanical pencils) It was August thirtieth
Kunikida’s birthday. “Chuuya~” Dazai said as the redhead opened his front door, Dazai was finally staying at his house again.

“Dazai” Chuuya said with a yawn as he was dragged out of his house. “It's only ten, why do we have to set this up?” Chuuya complained as they walked to Dazai's front door. “Because I had to make sure it fit into Kunikida’s time frame!” Dazai opened the door, and they stepped inside.

Dazai picked up a bag from the couch and handed it to Chuuya. “God” Chuuya rolled his eyes as he accepted the bag and they walked towards the back door. “Are you seriously having the party in the shipping container?” Chuuya sighed as they walked closer to Dazai’s ladder.

“Of course! Everyone needs to see how amazing it is” Dazai grinned as he took the bag so Chuuya could climb up.

Once they made it into the shipping container Dazai turned the lights on. Around a week ago they had an electrician rewire everything so they could have working air conditioner and lights. Chuuya set the bag down on the table and looked over to the wrapped box. “What's that?” Chuuya asked as he pointed over to the box.

“Oh, it's some pens,” Dazai grinned. “Then why is it on the floor?” Chuuya tried to pick it up, but Dazai got in the way. “Leave it on the floor” Dazai nodded before shoving Chuuya back over to the table. “Whatever” Chuuya sighed as Dazai pulled some red party streamers out of the bag.

“Help me with these” Dazai unwrapped them and placed the end in Chuuya’s hands. Dazai handed Chuuya a roll of tape from the bag and walked to the other corner of the room. Dazai ripped the end and motioned for Chuuya to give him a piece of tape.

They continued decorating till Ranpo texted Dazai that they were all at his front door. Dazai made Chuuya fetch their friends whilst he put some snacks away. Dazai walked out of the container and to the ladder.

He saw his friends walking along the wall as he poked his head over it. “Hi Ranpo!” Dazai grinned as his black hair friend got close enough. “Hi Dazai” Ranpo nodded and Dazai got off the ladder to let his friends down.

“Voilà” Dazai bowed and motioned his hand at the shipping container. “It's a shipping container?” Yasano raised her eyebrow. “Not just any shipping container, right Dazai?” Ranpo grinned, he knew more than his own good.

“Can we hurry this up so I can get my pens back?” Kunikida tapped his foot on the dirt. “Actually, Yasano it's not just any random shipping container! It's the Port Mafia!” Dazai pouted as he looked over to Chuuya.

“Did you really have to name it after that annoying group of bastards?” Chuuya sighed. “No, it's because we’re a Mafia and shipping containers are found at ports” Dazai shrugged but stepped inside the container, motioning for everyone to follow.

The container was now fully decorated, streamers lining the walls. The table was covered in random snacks like chips and mini cupcakes. Dazai stood in front of the wrapped box on the floor.

“Oh Kunikida~ here's your present!” He beamed as he sat on the floor next to it. Chuuya and Yasano sat in the beanbags and Ranpo and Kunikida sat next to Dazai. Dazai handed the box to Kunikida with a pleased look on his face.

Kunikida rolled his eyes as he opened the present. Around ten pens (and a lot more ink cartridges) fell from the box. “Really Dazai?” Kunikida tried to make his voice sound irritated, but Dazai knew he was grateful.

“Of course, oh and here's your other pens” Dazai grabbed Kunikida’s five missing pens out of his black cardigan pocket and handed them to Kunikida. “This place looks nice,” Yasano said as she scanned the room. “

Why thank you, I did it all by myself” Dazai beamed as Chuuya’s face grew visibly red. “You lying fish! I practically did everything you just ordered me around!” Chuuya crossed his arms while glaring at Dazai.

“Well then you did a fantastic job” Yasano leaned over to whisper in his ear. “Obviously,” Chuuya muttered in response. They spent the rest of the party talking, snacking (especially when Ranpo found the Ramune Dazai left in the minifridge for him) and playing random board games. That was until Dazai proposed a team game of tag.

“Please Kunikida be the seeker! Ranpo will just cheat the whole time!” Dazai shook Kunikidas' shoulders. “Hey, I don't cheat, I'm just too good!” Ranpo slurred, lollipop in his mouth. “Fine fine, you all have a minute to hide starting now” Kunikida said as he covered his eyes and started counting down from sixty.

“Chibi you're with me” Dazai grabbed Chuuya’s hand and dragged him outside. “Let's go on top of the container” Dazai leaned over a whisper into Chuuya’s ear, he nodded in response, and they climbed the ladder.

They both mutually agreed to lay down on the top so Kunikida would be less likely to see them. Dazai snickers as he watches Ranpo cross the narrow part of the river, across a makeshift bridge Dazai and Chuuya made as kids.

He and Yasano had split up, they both went to hide behind separate trees. Kunikida left the container shortly after, immediately checking both sides of the container before crossing the small bridge.

“Told you this was a good spot” Dazai muttered as he turned to lay on his back. The sun was beginning to set. Dazai studied all the way's the bright side of the sky mixed with the darker, more cloudy side.

On the left the sky was blue, streaky clouds turned a brilliant gold. While the other side had much darker, storm looking clouds. It was really a nice contrast as the earth turned away from the sun.

“Yasano, I can see you,” Kunikida said as he spotted the edge of Yasano’s black knee length skirt. “Dang, if you can find Ranpo he can tell you where the two idiots are” She smirked. While Dazai was too occupied with watching the sky, Chuuya watched the whole ordeal go down.

If Ranpos' really crappy hiding spot (He was now sitting behind a rock, Chuuya could see his newsboy style hat) was found then he would definitely rat them out. Yasano decided to not help Kunikida out too much as he spotted Ranpo a few minutes later.

“Where are they?” Kunikida asked as he tapped his foot on the ground, Yasano helped Ranpo up from his spot on the ground. “I don't want to give too much but look up,” Ranpo grinned as they all walked back towards the bridge.

“Dazai, they are going to find us,” Chuuya whispered. It snapped Dazai out of his hazy trance and he flipped himself over, watching as their three friends crossed the small bridge. “It's fine Chuuya, it's just a game,” Dazai shrugged. Kunikida actually listened to Ranpo and was looking upwards trying to find them.

It was only when he saw bright orange hair that he knew where they were. “Found you two not come down, I have better things to do than babysit!” He hollered, Chuuya rolled his eyes and mouth an ‘I told you so’.

Eventually when it got dark, everyone collectively said goodbyes at Dazai’s doorstep. Kunikida thanked Dazai for the new pens. Dazai thought that it was overall a good month. His days were going by faster, he had no idea why, but he was enjoying it. He already had a great idea for his Halloween costume which he would bring up to Chuuya. Dazai was starting to like things a lot more than he thought he would.

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“Chuuya!” Chuuya turned his head to be met with Yuan, he quickly found her snaking herself around his arm. “Hey Yuan, what's up?” Chuuya asked, Dazai leaned himself against the wall as students began leaving the campus.

“The sky obviously” She rolled her eyes with a giggle. “Actually” Dazai started talking, “There isn't an ‘up’” He grinned. “Whatever, you need something?” Chuuya asked the girl still attached to his arm.

“Yeah, I wanted to know if you were interested in going to a party and Shirase’s house on Halloween?” Her big gray eyes blinked up to Chuuya.

“Sure, we'll go just text me the time and stuff” Chuuya smiled as he looked back over to Dazai who was rolling his eyes with a weird expression. Chuuya could have sworn that he saw Yuan give Dazai a death stare.

“Great, do you have a costume ready?” Yuan pushed her pink hair out of her face. “Not yet” Chuuya shrugged. “Don't worry Chibi, I already got you one!” Dazai grinned as he grabbed Chuuya’s other shoulder. “You did?” Chuuya turned his head to question Dazai, missing the glare Yuan gave Dazai who mutually narrowed his eyes.

“Yes, in fact I was going to go show you right now!” Dazai tried to pull Chuuya towards the stairwell, but Yuan only tightened her snakelike grip. “Sorry Yuan, I really need to go” Chuuya gave a soft smile to her, both her and Dazai were acting really weird.

Chuuya didn't know how to feel about it. “Yeah, see you later!” She let go of Chuuya’s arm and walked off to her friends. “You don't have costumes ready, do you?” Chuuya sighed as Dazai let go of his arm.

“Nope, but I have an idea of what you could be~” Dazai smirked as he started walking towards the stairwell. Chuuya walked alongside him as they walked down the stairs.

“Do you remember that bet we made earlier this year?” Dazai asked looking over to Chuuya. “Which one?” The redhead raised his eyebrow. “Never mind, you'll remember it when I get your costume, are you fine with me picking it out?” They turned the corner to the lockers.

Chuuya slid his shoes off as he contemplated what Dazai said. “Sure, as long as it's not something stupid” He shrugged.

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“Absolutely not!” Chuuya yelled as Dazai placed a headband with brown ears attached on the ground. “But Chuuya” Dazai pouted pulling out two paws. “Fuck no” Chuuya sighed into his hands Dazai only grinned at him.

“Chuuya, our bet at the beginning of the year made you, my dog. It would be disappointing if you didn't do what I asked of you” His grin only grew as he pulled out a tail.

Chuuya immediately jumped back as it fell onto the red carpet. “So, you bought me a dog costume?” Chuuya was trying to not raise his voice, he really shouldn't have let Dazai pick out his costume.

“You haven't even seen your outfit yet! Just trust me on this one Chibi” Dazai blinked up at Chuuya in his beanbag. “I am going to murder you if its more ridiculous than all of this” Chuuya pinched in between his eyebrows.

“Don't worry its very punky” Dazai handed Chuuya the bag to let him grab out the rest of his costume. “Sure, I don't even think punky is a word,” Chuuya rolled his eyes. “Actually, it is google it” Dazai beamed as he edged Chuuya on to open the bag “Whatever”.

Chuuya grabbed something that was fluffy? It was a cropped leather vest with a fluffy collar to match the ears and paws. “Finally, something decent” Chuuya set it down on the red carpet alongside the rest of his costume. Next, he felt something with lots of tears, maybe it was really crappy bandages?

“Is this supposed to be my shirt?” Chuuya asked as he pulled out the purple material. “Yep, do you know what you are now?” Dazai flopped back his head hit the edge of his beanbag. “A werewolf?” Chuuya asked, secretly praying to any god that he wouldn't say a dog.

“Ding ding ding you're almost as smart as one Chuuya!” Dazai sat himself back up before nodding back to the bag. “There's more y’know” He grabbed his own costume bag and pulled it up to his chest.

“Yeah yeah” Chuuya sighed before pulling out a red studded belt with a red chain attached to it. “God your slow, which is fitting for a slug like you and all but give the bag to me” Dazai muttered as he grabbed the bag from Chuuya and dumped the rest of the items on the floor.

Out fell a red choker and four gold and silver earrings Chuuya assumed were for the wolf ears. “Wow how original” Chuuya pointed to the red choker and his black choker. “I know they just stole my styling expertise!” Dazai said overdramatically.

“Totally” Chuuya rolled his eyes. “Hey but you like your choker!” Chuuya turned his head to see Dazai folding his arms and pouting.

“Oh, shut up and tell me what your costume is”

“But how can I shut up and tell you?”

“Well, you're not doing either!”

“Well, I don't kiss and tell Chibi”

“How does that relate to telling me your costume?”

“It doesn't,” Dazai shrugged with a smirk. “But” Dazai started, “our costumes are somewhat similar”. Dazai grabbed his bag off his lap and dumped it on the floor next to him.

“I'm going to be a grim reaper!” Dazai grinned as he pulled out a scythe from behind his beanbag. “How did I not see that?” Chuuya sighed inwardly. “Because I hid it from you stupid” Dazai waved his hand dismissively as he showed Chuuya the parts of his costume.

“We even get to match!” He grinned as he showed Chuuya his black belt and choker. “So, you get to be a dog too then” Chuuya raised his eyebrow slightly unimpressed. “No, it just looks cool” Dazai shrugged as he showed Chuuya his purple cloak and shirt.

Both of which were ripped up at the ends similarly to Chuuya's shirt. “Should we invite Ranpo and Yasano to the party?” Chuuya asked as he pulled out his phone. “Sure, they probably don't have anything planned” Dazai sat back into his beanbag. “Okay I'll text Ranpo,” Chuuya said as he opened his messages.

[Me]: Ranpo tell Yasano that I'm inviting you guys to a party at Shirase's house

[Snacks Please]: Will do I had feeling you would get us invited to a party!

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“Moron, you're putting it on wrong come here!” Chuuya rolled his eyes from his spot on his bed. Dazai was being an idiot and not putting his choker on right, he had seen Chuuya do it countless times.

“How do you do this stupid thing every day” Dazai complained as he stepped closer to Chuuya. Chuuya reached up and started buckling the choker. “What a good doggy putting on a collar all by himself” Dazai grinned as Chuuya tugged him down.

“Don't make a damn dog joke while I'm literally putting a collar on you” Chuuya tightened his grip as he fastened the belt buckle on Dazai's choker. “There” Chuuya said as he shoved Dazai's face away from him and stood up.

“I'm going to go put eyeliner on” Chuuya sighed as he walked out of his room and to the bathroom across from it. He quickly pulled out his eyeliner from one of the drawers and hopped up onto the counter.

Chuuya always found it easier to look into the medicine cabinet and draw on his eyeliner. With a slight flick he had a perfect cat wing. Dazai walked into the bathroom while he was starting the second wing, his cloak on, the only thing he was missing was a pair of combat boots that Chuuya was going to let him borrow for the night.

“Can you do my eyeliner too?” Dazai asked with a slight cock of his head as he leaned against the doorframe. It reminded Chuuya of a cat, a really big brown fluffy cat. Dazai acted like one too. “Uh yeah sure just let me finish this wing” Chuuya looked back at his reflection as he quickly finished off his wing. Maybe it was a good thing Ane-San had taught him how to do makeup.

“If you flinch and I get this in your eye it won't be my fault” Chuuya grinned as Dazai got off the door and walked up to him. “Will it hurt?” Dazai asked for a second it looked like he was worried. “Not if you don't move” Chuuya offered him a soft smile as he grabbed Dazai’s shoulders to bring him closer.

“What style do you want?” Chuuya asked. “Something simple?” Dazai shrugged while looking up at Chuuya. “Got it, it'll only take a second. It will be easier if you don't close your eyes. That way I can get it more even” Dazai nodded and Chuuya brought up his eyeliner to the corner of his eye.

Chuuya made a quick and small flick, connecting it to Dazai’s upper and lower lash lines. “Okay is that good?” Chuuya leaned to the side so Dazai could see his eye in the mirror. “Yeah” Dazai mumbled as Chuuya moved his face to face forward.

Chuuya laughed a little when Dazai’s eyes blew open, a small lopsided grin on his face and his cheeks dusted pink. Chuuya quickly shook that thought out of his head as he finished up Dazai’s eyeliner.

“And done!” Chuuya let go of his face and scooted to the side so Dazai could see. “Looks good thanks, now, hurry up and put the rest of your costume on before we are late” Dazai moved out of the way so Chuuya could hop off the counter.

They walked back into Chuuya’s room. Chuuya took off his leather gloves and put the paw ones on, he immediately cringed at how cheap they felt compared to his leather ones. Dazai took off his hat and placed his headband on him.

“Look, you're really a doggy now!” Dazai grinned as he sidestepped to avoid a kick to his shins. “Whatever hand me the damn tail” Chuuya sighed as Dazai handed him the tail and he clipped it to his belt. “Okay you ready?” Chuuya asked as Dazai started putting on his combat boots.

“Yep” Dazai said as he grabbed his scythe. They walked to the front door, both of their boots clacking against the floor. They walked out and Paul and Rimbaud were sitting outside and handing candy out to kids.

Shirase’s house was at the edge of their neighborhood, closer to the school. Kids with their parents littered the streets. The sun was setting, the sky a brilliant color, blue and red clashing together.

The walk wasn't too far, they could almost hear the music from a block away. When they got closer, they could see the sheer amount of teenagers in the house. Strobe lights could be seen through the windows.

“Gosh it's loud” Dazai cringed the closer they got. Chuuya lead them up the steps and into the house. Shirase’s house was similar to Chuuya’s. It was one story, pictures and trinkets lined the walls.

His house looked very lived in, especially with a hoard of highschoolers dancing to j-pop. Then Yuan popped out of nowhere, she had a white tennis skirt on, a feathery white long sleeve shirt, fishnet tights and her black converse on.

She was also sporting a pair of angel wings and a halo. “Nice costume Chuuya… and Dazai” She grinned to Chuuya. “Thanks, your angel costumes, cool” Chuuya smiled back at her, the lighting was dark, but he could see how her cheeks tinted pink.

“Hey Chuuya!” Shirase shouted as he pushed through the crowd. Shirase was some sort of zombie. He had fake blood all over his face and torn up costume. “I saw some of your friends walk into the kitchen” Shirase grinned when he walked up to them.

“Okay thanks we will see you two around?” Chuuya asked, he felt Dazai shift uncomfortably behind him. “See ya” Shirase said as he dragged Yuan to the dancefloor. “This way,” Chuuya said as he led them into the kitchen.

Bowls of snacks covered the countertops. They found Ranpo and Yasano talking by the dining table. “Guys!” Chuuya smiled. “Hi” Ranpo said with a smile, lollipop in mouth. “Thanks for inviting us Chuuya” Yasano nods to both of them. “Anytime” Chuuya responds as he takes in their matching costumes.

Yasano was dressed as a witch, she had a purple hat and overcoat covering her black corset top. Ranpo was a black cat, he had ears, a tail and paws, he also had some face painted whiskers.

Ranpo got off the spot on the table where he was sitting and walked behind Chuuya to Dazai. He leant over and whispered something in Dazai’s ear which made his eyes widen for less than a millisecond.

“Oh Chuuya, heads up your pink hared friend was super confused when we showed up, I just told her that you invited us,” Yasano said, putting a hand on Chuuya to get him to look at her and not Dazai and Ranpo.

“Okay” Chuuya said with an eyebrow raised, Rapo and Dazai turned to face them. “Do you guys want to raid the snacks?” Ranpo grinned as he grabbed eight different chip bags off the dining table. “You’re like a mother on a shopping spree” Yasano sighed as he put several sodas in her hands.

“Go have fun you two, I'm sure you'll run into Kunikida at some point” She waved them off. “Kunikidas here?” Dazai asked with a grin. “He saw me texting Chuuya and said that he wanted to make sure no one ‘spiked the punch’” Ranpo shrugged.

“But there isn't even any punch to spike,” Dazai said with an over exaggerated pout. “You two might want to go out back then” Ranpo said, winking over to Dazai who scrunched up his face in response.

“Great…” Chuuya sighed to himself as he was spun around and dragged by Dazai who was skipping more than walking. “So, where's the backdoor?” He asked, raising his voice more to be heard over the loud music.

“To the left and down that hall” Chuuya pointed his hand in the general direction. Dazai had to weave them through the crowd of people in the living room. His grip only grew on Chuuya’s hand the closer they got to leaving.

It was a foreign feeling, though Chuuya wasn't complaining, to have a tight grip on his hand and be dragged through a crowd. There were fog machines clouding up the room, lights strobed flashing across Dazai’s hair, the loud music definitely did not help Chuuya’s growing headache.

All he could do was let Dazai drag him through the never-ending crowd. Eventually they stepped outside, Dazai pushed Chuuya in front of him with a grin. “No fucking way… a game of beer pong?” Chuuya turned around to face Dazai.

He hated the way his stupid tail swooshed around, he hated how Dazai watched it more. “I'm going to beat you~” Dazai cooed as they walked up to join the game. Then Chuuya spotted Kunikida and he had to hold back a laugh.

He was standing at the side of the table trying to get some guy dressed as a ghost to not drink out of the cup that a ball had fallen into one of the cups. “Wait is that water?” Chuuya asked Dazai who was also taking the screen in.

“Well look what Kunikida’s sitting on” Dazai nodded his head towards their friend dressed as himself. Kunikida was sitting on a cooler that likely held beer by the way the ghost dude was pointing at it.

“Kunikida~” Dazai called out, stealing the blonde's attention. “Dazai and Chuuya?” He asked as they walked up to him. “Duh Kuni-Kida” Dazai said as he slammed his hands on the table.

The few people who were actually trying to play the game walked off, likely pissed that they wouldn't get wasted. “Can we play please?” Dazai asked batting his eyelashes. It was much darker out.

Fairy Lights strung around the awning of the roof where the game was being played. More people were playing bean bag toss than beer pong. “Only if you don't drink the alcohol out of those cups” Kunikida raised his eyebrow as he pushed his glasses up.

“Who do you take us for! Beer isn't my thing…” Dazai put an offended hand to his chest and then shrugged. “Dazai!” Kunikida looked shocked. “Actually, I think we're going inside, Dazai just wanted to say hi” Chuuya offered Kunikida an apologetic smile before dragging Dazai away from him.

“This party's boringggg do you want to tp the house?” Dazai asked with a grin as they shoved their way through the hallway. “No that's stupid” Chuuya sighed as he got pushed by a group of kids.

“Chuuya” Dazai pouted. “Fine”. They almost made their way to where the bathroom was until someone slammed open the front door. It was hard to make out who it was with the flashing lights and smoke.

Until Dazai pointed out a figure in their hair. “Is that Fyodor and his rats?” Dazai’s suspicions were confirmed when he spotted a white blob running around on the floor. A group of girls immediately screamed.

Chuuya watched Dazai have to physically hold a laugh in when he saw Nikolai. He was dressed in a basic clown costume, yellow polka dotted pattern, water squirting flower (That definitely had alcohol in it) and all. Fyodor seemed to be some sort of vampire guessing by the sunglasses he was wearing? And the fangs when he laughed.

Someone else was standing at the doorway. It wasn't anyone Chuuya recognized but they had split purple and white hair and a masquerade mask. Nikolai walked off into the crowd probably to get the rat they had let loose.

A muffled ‘Punishment comes here!’ could be heard over people freaking out. Dazai grabbed Chuuya by the shoulders and pulled him out of the way so Fyodor could walk past.

The person with the white and purple hair just quietly shut the door behind themselves and stuck to the wall. Punishment ran up to Dazai, Nikolai tailing him. “Apologies Dazai, Punishment seems to really like you” He said as he picked up the rat.

He waved his hand and walked off following Fyodor into the crowd. Both of them just stood in front of the bathroom door. Someone changed the music to kids' car music? This party was just getting weirder and weirder.

Chuuya made out Fyodor handing the two-toned haired person one of his rats and Nikolai attempting to get that person to help make the rats slow dance? Chuuya felt Dazai let go of his shoulders even though he thought he already did and proceeded to tap on his back.

“Sorry” Chuuya shook his head and Dazai opened the bathroom door. Chuuya walked in before him and grabbed as many toilet paper rolls, he could carry before handing them to Dazai.

Then he grabbed the remaining few and walked out. Thankfully the doorway wasn't as crowded, and they stepped outside after receiving a wink from Ranpo who was still snaking in the kitchen. When they stepped outside it was chilly.

Chuuya would have been glad for his vest if his shirt wasn't ripped and ever so slightly cropped. “I'll take the tree you take the bushes?” Dazai asked as he skipped a step on the porch and took a left to the tree in the yard. “Sure” Chuuya shrugged as he draped toilet paper on one of the bushes.

He heard a scraping noise and looked over to Dazai who was now in the tree. “Im taller than you Chibi~” He cooed from where he was perched in the tree. “You're in a tree?” Chuuya scoffed as he continued tp-ing the bushes.

Somehow over the loud child's car music Chuuya could make out Kunikida yelling something about vodka and flowers? “And that was Nikolai” Dazai let out a dry laugh as he jumped out of the tree having finished what he was doing.

He grabbed another role and threw it for good measure. And poked the tree with his scythe before walking over to Chuuya. “Do you want to see if kids are still trick or treating? I'm sure we will get candy since you're so small” Dazai grinned as Chuuya tried to knee him.

“You're lucky I like candy” Chuuya glared at Dazai before they walked away from the house and under one of the streetlamps. Dazai tried to pet Chuuya and call him a ‘Good doggy’ which earned him a kick to the shin.

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Dazai smiled to himself as the familiar jazz music of the Lupin filled his ears. Him and Oda were meeting up with Ango for lunch. (Mostly because Ango lost a bet with Dazai and was being forced to buy him food).

When they walked down the stairs and to their usual spot Dazai noticed that Ango had something in his hands. “Hey Ango, what's that?” Dazai raised an eyebrow as he gestured towards Ango's hands.

“A kitten, I found him outside” Ango replied as Dazai, and Oda sat down. “Can I see?” Dazai asked with a grin. “I thought you didn't like animals, Dazai” Odasaku questioned Dazai as Ango handed him an orange blob.

“His name is now Slug” Dazai mumbled under his breath, raising the eyebrows of his friends. “But isn't that your nickname for-” Ango was cut off by Dazai shushing him with a glare. “Odasaku~ can we keep him?” Dazai turned to look at Oda with puppy eyes.

“Mori would kill you,” Oda said with a sad smile. “Well, I'm guessing he doesn't have a home, so I'll be taking him for the day” Dazai hopped off the barstool and walked towards the stairs.

“Well, I guess I don't have to pay for his lunch now” Dazai heard Ango say as he started up the steps. A free kitten was definitely better than free lunch. Now Dazai had the perfect plan to annoy Chuuya for the day.

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Chuuya felt his phone buzz in his pocket. He was sitting at his desk reading one of his new poetry books instead of working on a school project. Sighing he placed his bookmark on his page and grabbed out his phone from his back pocket.

The name ‘Waste of Bandages’ shown across his screen as well as an answer or decline button. Chuuya reluctantly hit ‘answer’.

“What do you want, Dazai?” He sighed as he moved his book to the side to rest his elbows on the desk. “You need to come over immediately” Dazai’s tone was somewhat serious. “Okay give me a minute” Chuuya sighed as he hung up.

He quickly threw a white crew neck sweater over his t-shirt and slid his gloves over his fingers. Not forgetting to slip on his black convers to match his black jeans. He left the house after texting his dad’s where he was going. It was ten in the morning on a Saturday, so Chuuya had no idea what was so important.

Not bothering to knock on the door he stepped into Dazai's house. “Dazai?” Chuuya turned around the corner to see Dazai on his living room floor with something orange in his hands. “Chuuya come look!” Dazai grinned up as he turned his attention back onto what was in his hands.

“What's that?” Chuuya raised his eyebrows as he walked up to Dazai. “Slug” Dazai shrugged as he petted what was in his hands? “Yes?” Chuuya asked but he received a glare from Dazai. “Not you the kitten, his name is Slug,” Dazai pouted before shoving the kitten into Chuuya’s arms.

“You named a kitten after me?” Chuuya grinned as he exempted the animal into his arms. Chuuya always liked animals, but Rimbaud never did so he wasn't able to have one. “Well, he looks like you so…” Dazai trailed off as he turned away from Chuuya.

“Where did you even find a kitten?” Chuuya sighed as he sat down on the floor next to Dazai. He set the kitten into his lap. “Ango found him outside of the Lupin” Dazai shrugged as Chuuya carded his fingers through the ginger fur.

“Where is Oda then?” Chuuya asked as ‘Slug’ (Chuuya didn't know if he should feel honored or upset about Dazai’s name choice) bit his fingers.

“Ow!” Chuuya tried to move his hand away, but the kitten only latched onto it. “Wait, are you positive this doesn't have rabies?” Chuuya raised his hand up with the kitten still attached and shook it around.

“You'll be fine” Dazai waved his hand dismissively before dislodging the kitten off Chuuyas arm. “You should be careful he’ll probably bite you” Chuuya rolled his eyes as he cradled his scratched-up arm to his chest.

“Unlike you he actually likes me, it's probably because he thinks you're a slug imposter!” Dazai grinned as he held the cat up to his face and booped its nose. “I'm the imposter now?” Chuuya raised his eyebrow and glared at the cat.

He didn't know why he felt so weird about the animal having his nickname. It wasn't necessarily a bad thing, Dazai wouldn't be able to keep it due to Mori. Maybe he just felt honored in a weird way.

“Oh, and to answer your question Odasaku went to see if he has an owner” Dazai’s voice shook Chuuya out of his thoughts. Dazai now had the kitten on his lap, and he ran his fingers through the fur on its back. “He's like a space heater,” Dazai grinned as the kitten started purring.

“Ha, he likes me more than you” Dazai taunted as he played with its paws. “You're going to jinx yourself” Chuuya sighed as he sat up on his knees. And that's how Dazai was now bleeding and complaining to Chuuya in the bathroom.

“Ow Chuuya it hurts!” Dazai pouted as he inspected his bleeding knuckle, leaning against his bathroom counter. “It's just a cat scratch” Chuuya reached up into the medicine cabinet and grabbed a Band-Aid.

“Band Aids don't help Chuuya!” Dazai pouted at the box Chuuya grabbed. “Sure” Chuuya glared through the mirror at the excessive amount of bandages mummifying him. “Hey” Dazai mumbled as he pulled at the edge of his bandaged wrist.

“Give me your hand” Chuuya turned around. “Chuuya should just kiss it better” Dazai tugged his hand to his chest, barely being able to wipe the smug look off his face. Chuuya rolled his eyes before he grabbed Dazai’s hand and held it to his lips.

Chuuya made sure to slightly bend down and stare Dazai in the eyes as he grabbed and kissed the bleeding part of Dazai's hand. Chuuya then took the bandage from his free hand and put it over Dazai's knuckle.

Chuuya snickered a bit at Dazai’s blank expression. He noticed that Dazai was blushing slightly but didn't comment on it. “Ew Chuuya I didn't mean literally kiss my hand! Now I have disgusting dog slobber on me!” Dazai retracted his hand and glared at Chuuya.

“Well, I gave you what you wanted” Chuuya rolled his eyes as they left the bathroom and found the kitten on the couch. “I'll be back, I'm going to grab something really quick” Dazai said as he turned to walk up the stairs and probably grab something from his bedroom.

Chuuya walked over and sat on the couch running his fingers over Slugs' ears. After a few moments Chuuya heard footsteps from behind him and turned around to be met with a red light. “Dazai, are you fucking kidding me!” Chuuya yelled as he covered his eyes with his palm.

“Well, he needs to play without hurting me” Dazai grinned as he moved the lazer away from Chuuya’s face. “Sure, entertain him while I set up Mario Party” Chuuya said as he got up from the couch and walked over to Dazai's tv console.

“I call King Boo~” Dazai grinned as he got the kitten to run in circles. Chuuya quickly started the game, giving himself the red controller and Dazai the blue. He selected King Boo for Dazai and Monty Mole for himself.

“Here” Chuuya said as he haphazardly spun around and tossed Dazai the blue controller, sighing when Dazai managed to catch it. “Your so mean Chuuya” Dazai pouted from his newfound spot on the couch. Chuuya decided to sit on the floor to the left of him.

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The game was going great until Chuuya realized that he made a mistake by sitting on the floor. He was about to get the star on the watermelon island when something pulled on his hair, and he clicked the wrong button.

“Dazai what the hell!” Chuuya flung his hand behind him to be met with a paw instead of a hand. Chuuya glared at Dazai who was laughing as he grabbed Slug and pulled him back. “I hate you” Chuuya trailed off as he turned his attention back to the game he was now losing.

Dazai, who had been a few spots behind him, had taken the star. “Thanks for the free star Chuuya~” Dazai grinned as Chuuya punched his shin. Chuuya snickers when Slug gets off of Dazai’s lap and lays on the throw blanket next to him.

Then Dazai started whining about how ‘Chuuya nor the cat liked him’. “Good” Chuuya smirked to himself. The game for the most part was back and forth, Chuuya would win a game and get close to the star, then Dazai would win and get close to the star.

And of course, every time Chuuya was about to buy the star Dazai would steal it. At the end though it was almost neck and neck. Dazai had gotten three stars during the game and another one for the ally bonus.

And Chuuya had gotten two from the game and one for winning the most mini games. But of course, Dazai won because he cheated and got the most space reward.

“And I win again~ You really need to do better Chuuya~” Dazai cooed as he pat Chuuya on the head. “Touch me again and I'll break your ankles” Chuuya glared up as he swatted away Dazai’s hand. “But that's painful Chuuya!” Dazai quickly moved his legs up to meet his chest before Chuuya could do anything.

“That's the point idiot” Chuuya rolled his eyes as he got up to put his controller away. “Chuuya’s too cruel” Dazai pouted from his spot on the couch as he picked up the now sleeping kitten next to him.

“This Slug is way nicer” Dazai glared up at Chuuya. “He scratched the crap out of you but whatever you say” Chuuya raised his eyebrow as motioned for Dazai to give him his controller. Once Dazai handed off the blue controller with a glare and Chuuya had put it away, Dazai started harassing both Chuuya and the kitten with the pet lazer.

“Dazai stop shining it in my eyes” Chuuya quickly covered his face with his palm as red light showed in his face. “Then be a good doggy and chase it for me, won't you?” Dazai grinned as Chuuya kneed him. “Unlike animals I know the trick to that” Instead of doing what Dazai asked he grabbed he lazer while Dazai was making the kitten chase it.

“Chuuyaaa” Dazai pouted as Chuuya yanked the laser from his hands. “How about you chase it like a doggy?” Chuuya glared down at Dazai who was pouting on the couch. “But I'm not a doggy… Chuuya is” Dazai said before attempting to reach out and grab the lazer back, earning a light slap on the hand from Chuuya.

“Hey what was that for!” Dazai folded his arms over each other and sank back into the couch. “For being a brat, also your little friend ran under the couch, have fun trying to get him out” Chuuya grinned as he tossed the lazer over to Dazai who fumbled to catch it.

“You could have told me sooner” Dazai rolled his eyes as he leaned forward to look under the couch. Chuuya wasn't really paying attention to if Dazai grabbed the cat or not, more-so waiting for Dazai to fall on his face.

Only to be disappointed when Dazai resurfaced with the kitten unharmed. “What are you staring at?” Dazai poked Chuuyas' shoulder. “I was hoping you would fall on your face” Chuuya blinked to look up at Dazai.

“Sure you were,” Dazai grinned as he started petting the cat. A moment later a loud ping came from the side table. Dazai quickly shuffled over to look at the message. “Aw” Dazai pouted as he turned back from his phone.

Chuuya raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything. “Oda and Ango found his owner and are coming to pick him up” Dazai said with a very overdramatic pout. “What a shame…” Chuuya rolled his eyes as he got up off the couch.

“And Chuuya’s leaving too? What am I going to do without my slug?” Dazai looked up at Chuuya with puppy eyes. “Suffer, besides I have to work on a project that someone refused to help me with” Chuuya shrugged as he started walking to the front door, Dazai in tow.

“Whatever” Dazai stepped in front of Chuuya to open the door with a bow. Chuuya rolled his eyes but stepped past the doorway. “Oh, and Chuuya,” Dazai leaned on the doorframe as Chuuya spun around.

“The ice-skating rink opens next week, are we going?” Dazai questioned. “Sure, I'd love to watch you fall on your ass,” Chuuya grinned as Dazai put an offended hand to his chest. “Likewise, Chibi” Dazai pushed off the doorway and stepped back. “See you idiot,” Chuuya said over his shoulder with a wave as he walked away.

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“Chuuya hurry up you’re taking forever” Dazai said, flicking his wrist over to look at his nonexistent watch. “Im sorry that I dont want to freeze” Chuuya rolled his eyes as he shrugged his leather jacket over his hoodie. “The rinks indoors” Dazai raised an eyebrow. “Still” Chuuya quickly tugged on his leather gloves and started lacing up his black converse.

“Come on Chuuya I want to get hot cocoa” The brunette started fidgeting with the sleeve of his white turtleneck. “I thought you didnt like sweet things” Chuuya stood up and motioned for Dazai to leave the room.

“I don't but peppermint hot chocolate is addicting” Dazai shrugged as they walked into the living room. “Uhuh, Dad were ready to go” Chuuya told Paul whom was standing by the door to the garage. “To the mall it is” Paul stepped into the garage and started up his car.

Chuuya turned around to make sure Dazai was behind him. And he wasn’t. “Dazai?” Chuuya turned the corner to see Dazai filling up two water bottles. “Oh I thought these would be useful” Dazai said handing Chuuya one of the bottles. “Good idea, now let’s go” Chuuya nodded his head and the two walked to the garage and got in the backseat of Paul’s BMW i8 roadster.

“Dazai sit on your side of the car” Chuuya glared as Dazai sat in the middle and buckled himself in. “No thanks” Dazai grinned as Paul pulled out of the driveway. “Whatever” Chuuya rolled his eyes as Dazai leaned against him.

“But Chuuya it’s cold” Dazai not so subtlety flipped his palm up for Chuuya to hold. “Your such a baby” Chuuya rolled his eyes before placing his hand in Dazai’s. Chuuya looked in the front mirror and caught the sight of his father rolling his eyes.

The rest of the ride consisted of Dazai fumbling around with their intertwined hands and Paul trying to ignore them by turning up the radio. Soon enough they were downtown and parking the car in the parking garage. Chuuya quickly attempted to snatch his hand from Dazai’s as he got out of the car.

“Dazai get off of me” Chuuya tried again to pull his hand away from Dazai’s iron grip but only made him flop sideways in the car. “Chuuya im not on you” Dazai looked up to pout at Chuuya. “Get up you damn dead fish” Chuuya rolled his eyes before grabing Dazai’s other hand which was now lolling out of the backseat.

“Chuuya we dont abuse our friends” Paul appered behind Chuuya causing him to jump. “What the heck Dad!” Chuuya wiped his head around before turning back to the dead fish of a Dazai infront of him. “Dazai please get up” Chuuya plastered a fake smile on his face and continued yanking Dazai’s hands.

“Fine” Dazai rolled his eyes as he let go of Chuuya’s hands and got out of the car. “Now that thats all sorted out…” Paul trailed off as he locked the car, “Ill be walking around the mall, if you two need me call me” He said as they walked to one of the doors.

“And Dazai, I trust that you wont let Chuuya do anything stupid” Paul added before walking away from them with a small wave. “Thats so unfair!” Chuuya rolled his eyes as Dazai snickered to himself. “Its fine Chibi , now you have to listen to what I say” Dazai grinned as he grabbed Chuuya’s hand and started dragging him somewhere.

“God kill me now” Chuuya mutterd as he let himself be dragged along. “Are you finally going to take up my offer for a double suicide?” Dazai asked as the skating rink came in view. “Yeah no thanks” Chuuya let out a dry laugh.

“What a shame that would have been the best Christmas present ever~”

“My answers still no”

“You didnt even consider it!”

“I didnt need to?”

“Chuuya is so rude!” That erned Dazai a kick to the shin. “Ow Chuuya that hurt!” Dazai pouted and attempted to cross his arms with his right hand still in Chuuya’s. Attempted meaning he wouldn’t let go of Chuuya and he was pulled into Dazai.

Chuuya crashed into Dazai’s shoulder, throwing his other hand around Dazai to stop them from falling over. “What the fuck Dazai!” Chuuya pushed off of him slightly and looked up (much to his disliking). Before Chuuya could get another word in Dazai started laughing.

“Sorry,” Dazai hid his laugh behind his free hand “are you okay? I didn’t think I would drag you into me”. “Yeah I’m fine, let’s just get to the rink before it gets to busy” Chuuya halfheartedly rolled his eyes. “Ok” Dazai nodded as he flowed Chuuya up the the rink.

Luckily there weren’t too many people skating, Dazai quickly paid with probably another stolen credit card and got their skates. “Here” Dazai handed Chuuya a pair of skates and they walked over to a bench to switch their shoes out. “Chuuya it’s hard” Dazai wined as he tried to lace up his skates.

“Im not helping you tie your shoes” Chuuya glared before swiftly tying his own. “But-” Dazai was cut off by another glare. They sat there in silence (If Dazai’s whining was quiet) until Chuuya kicked him and tied his shoes for him.

“Thank you Chuuya! You’re the best!” Dazai grinned as Chuuya stood back up. “And you’re annoying” Chuuya mumbled as they walked over to the edge of the rink. And by walking, Dazai immediately tripped up and fell on the barrier between the ice and bench.

Dazai yelped as he grabbed onto the wall, Chuuya quickly moved away from him before bursting out in laughter. “What was that,” Chuuya laughed, “about being a better skater than me?”.

“It’s only because we're not on the ice!” Dazai pouted as he used the wall as leverage to get on the ice where Chuuya was now standing. “Sure” Chuuya grinned as he skated forward before doing a spin to face Dazai.

“Now your being a show-off! Dazai stepped down on the rink, immediately tightening his grip on the wall. “Try to keep up” Chuuya winked before he spun around again and skated forward. He soon relised that Dazai wasn’t behind him and spun back around, ignoring the glares he got from people skating past.

“God Dazai you need help” Chuuya pinched in between his eyebrows at the sight of Dazai gripping the wall with a stupid look on his face. “I heard that!” Dazai shot a glare in Chuuya’s direction before attempting to push off the wall and next to the redhead. Before he could fall Chuuya quickly grabbed his shoulders.

“And who said they wanted to watch me fall?” Chuuya grinned as Dazai pouted. Chuuya removed his hands from Dazai’s shoulders only for the brunette to quickly grab his hand. Chuuya looked down before glaring back at Dazai. “I’ll show you the basics but don’t expect me to hold your hand the whole time like a baby” He sighed before switching his right hand in Dazai’s to his left so he could skate the right way.

“But what if I am a baby Chuuya?” Dazai got a glare from Chuuya. “All you have to do is push your foot out like this” Chuuya pushed his left foot out to the side and motioned for Dazai to do the same. Dazai pushed of on his right foot and immediately tighetend his hold on Chuuya’s hand as he wobbled forward.

“Bend your knees idiot” Chuuya watched as Dazai did what he asked before speaking up again “I'm going to move infront of you so you can skate to me okay?”. “Yeah” Dazai nodded as Chuuya let go of his hand and skated ahead of him. Chuuya spun around to Dazai grabbing onto the barrier. “Just skate over here, I wont drop you” Chuuya promised as Dazai let go of the wall.

“If you do than your losing privileges” Dazai pouted as Chuuya raised a eyebrow. “What privileges?” Chuuya asked. “I wont talk to you for the rest of the day!” Dazai taped a finger to his chin. “Thats a reword, now get over here before I skate away from you” Chuuya motioned to his arms which were now outstretched to Dazai.

Dazai gave him another glare before pushing off the wall with his left foot and skating over to Chuuya. “See it wasnt hard was it?” Chuuya asked as Dazai grabbed his hands. “Not really” Dazai mumbled as Chuuya let go of his hands and started skating ahead of him again.

“Now keep up” Chuuya said over his shoulders as he skated. Dazai quickly caught up with him only to latch onto his left hand once more. “I told you not to hold onto me like a baby” Chuuya looked over to Dazai who was pouting. “Please Chuuya” Dazai fluttered his eyelashes till Chuuya sighed. And thats how Chuuya ended up skating hand in hand with Dazai as the brunette ranted about how ‘stupidly good’ Chuuya was at ice skating.

Which would have been fine but Dazai got distracted by Chuuya spinning and ran into a barrier. And then they both started kackling, and then some adults started glaring at them.

“I think we should leave” Dazai said once he stoped snickering. “But I was just about to teach you how to spin” Chuuya frowned before grabbing Dazai’s hands and pulling him into a spin. “Gah Chuuya dont do that!” Dazai panicked as Chuuya stoped them from spinning.

“Sorry but the look on your face was priceless” Chuuya grinned up to Dazai who was now pouting. “Lets just go before we get kicked out” Chuuya nodded at Dazai’s comment and they skated to the entry gate. “Maybe you can teach me how to spin around like a Chibi fairy next time” Dazai grinned as he quickly took off the skates and put his oxfords back on.

Chuuya noticed how Dazai implied a ‘next time’ before realizing something. “Wait is that why you wear those weird shoes”. “Context Chibi” Dazai stood up as he waited for Chuuya to lace up his converse.

“Do you wear those shoes because you cant tie shoe laces?” Chuuya looked up with a raised eyebrow. “I dont know you tell me” Dazai shrugged with a grin. Chuuya rolled his eyes before getting up and the two began walking around again. “Okay,”Chuuya sighed, “now what do you have planed?”.

“I figured we could go window shopping before I treat you to hot cocoa !” Dazai grinned to Chuuya. “Whatever works for you works for me” Chuuya nodded as they walked. After a while Chuuya pointed a store out to Dazai.

“Makerel lets go in here, I see something I want” Chuuya nodded his head to the left and they walked into a toy store. “Chuuya what could interest you in a kids store?” Dazai snickered but let himself be dragged by Chuuya into the store.

“Look theres one of me and one of you” Chuuya grabbed a stuffed mackerel and slug and showed Dazai with a smile on his face. “Well Slug, I needed to get you a early present anyways!” Dazai grinned as he grabbed the brown ‘Makerel’ plush. (Mackerels we’re not brown, it was a werid kawai fish but that was past the point and Chuuya didn’t know the difference).

And grabbing the slug plush before paying for them and giving Chuuya the fish one. “Fair trade” Dazai grinned as he put the slug on his head. Chuuya rolled his eyes as it fell off Dazai’s head and he fumbled to catch it.

They continued to walk around for a bit till they eventually reached the cafe Dazai had talked about. It was your typical coffee shop, just decked out for festivities and in a mall. “What do you want?” Dazai asked as he opened the door.

“Ill just have the ‘greatest hot cocoa ever’” Chuuya rolled his eyes as he walked past Dazai to sit at one of the barstool counters. He scrolled on his phone as he waited for Dazai who soon returned with two cups of peppermint hot cocoa. “Here” Dazai handed Chuuya a cup and sat next to him on the other barstool.

“Thanks” Chuuya rolled his eyes as he grabbed the cup. Chuuya looked over to see Dazai happily sipping away at his coca. “Doesn't that burn?” Chuuya raised a eyebrow. “No?” Dazai sighed, “Chuuya’s just a baby who can’t handle a hot drink”.

“I just don’t want to burn my tongue off!”

“Chuuya’s a baby~”

“And Dazai’s an idiot!”

“Chuuya’s so mean” Dazai said with a pout. “Whatever” Chuuya sighed as he attempted to drink the scolding hot drink in his hands. “This is ridiculously hot!” Dazai mocked with a smile on his face before practically finishing off his drink.

“And to think I was just about to complement your choice of drink…” Chuuya rolled his eyes before blowing on his coca. “Don’t be like that Chuuya!” Dazai said as he shrugged into himself.

“If you shut up we can go look at the decorations outside” Chuuya suggested as he sipped on his drink. Dazai pretended to zip his lips with a grin.

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“Chuuya it’s so cold!” Dazai pouted as he held his slug plushie to his chest. “And that’s why you should have dressed for colder weather” Chuuya side-eyed Dazai’s not exactly cold appropriate turtleneck and slacks.

“But Chuuya!” Dazai whined as Chuuya sat down on the stone wall infront of the large christmas tree. “Dazai your the one who agreed to going outside” Chuuya said as Dazai reluctantly sat down next to him. “Chuuya should just give me his jacket!” Dazai turned and reached his arms out, an expecting grin on his face.

“Not happening” Chuuya smirked as he pulled his leather jacket in on himself. “Ill tell your dad that your being mean again” Dazai folded his arms as he watched Chuuya roll his eyes. “Fine we can go inside” Chuuya sighed as he got off the wall and started walking back to the large glass doors. “Wow Chuuya looks like a fairy from here!” Chuuya turned around to see Dazai standing up on the wall they were just sitting on.

“Well your standing on a wall and I dont look like a fairy!” Chuuya glared at Dazai as he kept walking, Dazai next to him on the wall. “Yes you do!” Chuuya rolled his eyes as he grabbed Dazai’s arm and pulled him off the wall.

“Chuuya!” Dazai yipped as he fell of the wall and into Chuuya’s shoulder. “You were annoying me” Chuuya dragged him towards the door. “Ow Chuuya’s pulling my arm” Dazai whined as they got closer to the door.

“Hurry up” Chuuya a sighed as he opened the door and they walked inside. “We didn’t even get to see the decorations” Dazai pouted as they walked further into the mall. “You were the one complaining about being cold idiot” Chuuya glared as he pulled his arm away from Dazai’s.

Dazai pouted as they walked. “Where are we going now?” Chuuya asked raising an eyebrow. “I have the perfect idea!” Dazai linked their arms with a grin.

“Let go of me”

“No~”

“Dazai I swear to god”

“Chuuya no swearing! You’re such a bad boy”

Dazai got a swift kick to the shin. “Asshole” Chuuya whispered as he followed Dazai. “That hurt you know, Chuuya’s such a bad doggy” Dazai unlinked their arms as he dodged another kick. “Close your eyes Chibi!” Dazai giggled as he spun them around a corner.

“Tada” Dazai had brought them to the child’s play place. “Dazai were not allowed in there” Chuuya raised an eyebrow as he looked up to Dazai, his Mackerel plush in hand. “Please?” Dazai smiled and grabbed Chuuya’s hand again.

“Dazai” Chuuya sighed as he got dragged along again. “Chuuya your short enough so you can get us in” Dazai’s grin widend as Chuuya rolled his eyes. Dazai walked them into the playground area which had a large tree slide and a few small foam structures.

“Please please please” Dazai pleaded as he stood at the stairs for the slide. Several children were running around, confused by the two teenagers. “Get it over with” Chuuya led them up the steps. Dazai quickly stepped in front of him before saying “Chuuya should sit in my lap!”.

“Absolutely the fuck no” Chuuya glared. “How could Chuuya say such things with children around, how rude” Dazai put his free hand to his chest before dragging Chuuya into his lap and sliding down the very short slide. “I’m going to kill you” Chuuya grunted as he fell off Dazai and onto the floor, Mackerel plushie going with him.

“That would be great” Dazai winked as he stood up and helped Chuuya up. Chuuya brushed off his legs as he bent down to pick up his fallen plushie. “Wow you let me fall to the floor I’m wounded” Dazai put a hand to his head and pouted. “You literally let me fall to the ground” Chuuya elbowed Dazai and walked away.

“So mean” Dazai frowned as he followed Chuuya out of the playground area. They continued walking around the mall. Dazai kept dragging Chuuya into random stores to point out ugly things he found in the windows.

“Dazai we don’t have to go inside I already know you want to look at that ugly orange shirt” Chuuya rolled his eyes as he got dragged into a clothing store. “But Chuuya it’s just beautiful I need it” Dazai quickly walked up to it and checked the price. He immediately dropped it and dragged them out of the store.

“I am not paying thirty dollars for a ugly shirt” Dazai exclaimed as they walked up to a bench. “ Your taste in clothing is horrible anyways” Chuuya sighed as he sat down kicking his leg across his other.

“My sense of style is immaculate” Dazai smiled as he sat down next to Chuuya. “Look they are best friends” Dazai grabbed the Mackerel from Chuuya and made it wrap its fin around the slug.

The gesture was small but it make Chuuya’s chest hurt. All of the events of today had really confused him. He felt upset at the words but smiled regardless. “They are not” He scoffed as he grabbed the Mackerel back. Chuuya sighed as he saw a text pop up from his dad.

[Dad No.1]: Ready to leave when you are

[Me]: We’re headed back to the car

“Come on Dazai” Chuuy stood up grabbing Dazai’s hand. “Aw but I was having so much fun” Dazai grinned as he interlocked their fingers together. They walked silently to the car, Dazai keeping (both) his Slug close as they walked.

Chuuya couldn’t help but notice how his face started to burn with all of the stares they were getting. Soon they got to the car with surprisingly no problems.

“I see you two got stuffed animals?” Pual looked down before opening his car door. This time Chuuya didn’t complain when Dazai sat next to him. Nor when he ended up falling asleep on the ride back. Chuuya squeezed Dazai’s hand before shaking him to wake him up.

“Dazai we’re back at my house”. “Okay” Dazai muttered as he let Chuuya help him out of the car. Not many words were said during the short walk to Dazai’s house. “Wait Chuuya I have something for you, let me grab it really quick!” Dazai smiled as he led Chuuya into his own house.

“Dazai, I'm tired. Can we wait for this tomorrow?” Chuuya said as he got dragged under the arch in the hallway. “Look up” Dazai grinned as he motioned for Chuuya to look towards the ceiling. When Chuuya looked up he saw a bright red mistletoe.

“Dazai” Chuuya’s face got red as he glared back at Dazai. “Wow you're too hopeful Chuuya” Dazai rolled his eyes as he brought Chuuya’s hand up to his lips. “May I?” He asked, grinning when he saw Chuuya’s red face. “I- you-“ Chuuya stuttered before shutting his mouth and nodding.

Dazai quickly kissed his hand before dragging Chuuya into a hug. “That wasn’t your present, you just walked yourself into that one”. “More like you walked me into it asshole”. Chuuya sighed as he gave into the hug.

“Here let me grab your actual present” Dazai let go and walked upstairs to grab whatever he had for Chuuya. “Dazai you know it’s not Christmas yet” Chuuya said as he saw Dazai walk down the stairs. “Yes but I knew you would like what I got you so you’re getting it early~” Dazai walked towards Chuuya with something behind his back.

He handed it to Chuuya before smiling again. It was a poetry book Chuuya had been wanting. “Dazai thank you” Chuuya smiled as he grabbed the book and gave Dazai another hug. Before he left he gave Dazai a kiss on the cheek.

“See you later idiot” He waved without looking back, quickly leaving Dazai’s house and going home. Chuuya had the biggest grin on his face when he looked at the book in his hand.

Chapter Text

“What was that?” Dazai jumped at the sound of Oda's voice, slug plushie in hand. “What was what?” He chuckled, whipping his head around to meet his brother. “That” Oda raised his eyebrow. “Nothing important” Dazai swiftly shut the door but was cornered by his brother. “Oh so that was a first time thing then?” Oda laughed as he walked to the couch. “If i'm being honest i don't think i processed what just happened” Dazai sighed as he joined his older brother.

“For starters you kissed Chuuya’s hand”

“I know that!”

“And is that normal?”

“I don't know maybe”

“Is him kissing your cheek normal too”

“No!”

“Well, do you like him?” Oda asked. Dazai kicked his feet up onto the couch, “Maybe?” he pulled his knees close to his chest looking down at the toy in his hand. “It's not a bad thing Dazai” He tried to reassure him. “But what if I do?” The brunette looked back up, frowning. “Then you do,” Oda shrugged as he got a closer look at his brother's face. “You look like you're going to be sick” Dazai put his head down at the comment.

“No, I don't” He mumbled. “You don't need to feel embarrassed” Odasaku put his hand on Dazai's back. “But like what if I do and he doesn't?” Dazai felt his words hitch in his throat. “I don't think he would have done that if he didn't” Dazai looked up to meet Oda.

“But what if it was an accident or he felt forced to because-” He was cut off by Oda hugging him. “I see the way you two act around each other” He said, bringing his voice down. “And I know for a fact Chuuya would never do something you forced him too, yes it could have been an accident, but do you want to think that?”. “Not really,” Dazai mumbled.

“Go in your room and think about it, okay? I have to run a few errands, text me if you need anything” Oda squeezed him one more time before getting up. “Okay” Dazai said as he watched his brother walk away. He quickly got off the couch and walked upstairs to his room. There was no possible way that Chuuya could actually like him. He was one of (definitely) the kindest people Dazai knew. And even though they argued or made fun of each other it was just joking. So Chuuya must have just been messing around with him like Dazai was.

Yeah, he ran off and looked flustered or whatever but there was no way that he did it on purpose and if he did it must have just been a prank or something. Right? Or maybe Chuuya knew Dazai liked him and was just messing around with him. Dazai felt tears pricking in his eyes. Would Chuuya really do something like that to him? Maybe but he wasn't a jerk on purpose at least. Oda was right, it could have just been an accident. Chuuya rarely did things he didn't want to do deliberately. But he could have just felt bad for him.

Dazai let a tear drop down his face, the anxiety getting to him. What if he lost Chuuya because of this? Sure, he has other friends, but Chuuya was his best friend. He knew Dazai better than anyone else. Was he even into guys? Dazai didn't know he was until 20 minutes ago. The stress was getting to him. Dazai soon fell asleep clutching the slug stuffed animal.

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Dazai woke up to 3 missed calls and 17 text messages. And thank God only one of those calls were from Chuuya. Odasaku had called him to ask what he wanted from the store.

3:28

[Chibi (¬ꞈ ¬")]: Thanks for getting me this you didn't need too

[Chibi (¬ꞈ ¬")]: OH, I AM SO SORRY I JUST REALIZED I DID THAT

[Chibi (¬ꞈ ¬")]: THAT WAS A COMPLETE ACCIDENT

3:41

[Chibi (¬ꞈ ¬")]: Dazai?

Chibi (¬ꞈ ¬") Tried Calling You

4:57

[Chibi (¬ꞈ ¬")]: If I crossed a line, please tell me

[Chibi (¬ꞈ ¬")]: I really hope I didn't like gross you out or anything I swear it won't happen again

[Chibi (¬ꞈ ¬")]: Please respond to me

[Chibi (¬ꞈ ¬")]: I swear it didn't mean anything please don't hate me

5:26
[Chibi (¬ꞈ ¬")]... (Typing)

[Chibi (¬ꞈ ¬")]: I can see you reading my texts Dazai

[Me]: Sorry I was taking a nap! (ᵕ—ᴗ—)

[Chibi (¬ꞈ ¬")]: Oh... are you mad?

[Me]: No, we were just messing around its okay ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

[Chibi (¬ꞈ ¬")]: Alright I'm sorry if I did anything weird just tell me

[Me]: You didn't (˵ ¬ᴗ¬˵)

Dazai squealed and threw his phone onto his bed. Was he really going to turn into a teenage girl over a crush? God, he just admitted it was a crush. He's screwed.

[Chibi (¬ꞈ ¬")]: Okay you can stop with the stupid emojis

[Me]: They aren't stupid (¬_¬)

[Chibi (¬ꞈ ¬")]: Well, you are

[Me]: Sure Chuuya

He set his phone down and went downstairs to talk to his brother. When he made it to the living room Dazai noticed that Ango was also there. “Hi Ango!” Dazai smirked as he slid into a counter stool. “Good evening Dazai” Ango looked up from his phone. “Why is he here?” The brunette looked over to Oda. “Some of us have plans,” Ango responded. “Well, I had plans earlier today I'll have you know” Dazai crossed his arms after accepting a drink Odasaku slid over.

“Trust me Odasaku told me all about it” He said, taking a sip of his tomato juice. “Oda!” Dazai pouted, though it was unsurprising. “The fact that you didn't know till today is more shocking” Ango shrugged before patting Dazai on the back. “You knew?” Oda and Ango, both shot him a look. “It was obvious” Ango rolled his eyes. Well, if it was that obvious wouldn't Dazai have known himself?

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Chuuya felt like his head was going to fucking explode. What possessed him to kiss Dazai’s cheek was beyond him. Yeah, they screwed around but he was afraid he took it too far. When Dazai did not respond to his texts for a few hours, that really scared the shit out of him.

[Me]: Please respond to me

[Me]: I swear it didn't mean anything please don't hate me

(Waste of Bandages read your message)

5:26
[Me]:... (Typing)

[Me]: I can see you reading my texts Dazai

[Waste of Bandages]: Sorry I was taking a nap! (ᵕ—ᴗ—)

[Me]: Oh... are you mad?

[Waste of Bandages]: No, we were just messing around its okay ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

[Me]: Alright I'm sorry if I did anything weird just tell me

[Waste of Bandages]: You didn't (˵ ¬ᴗ¬˵)

[Me]: Okay you can stop with the stupid emojis

[Waste of Bandages]: They aren't stupid (¬_¬)

[Me]: Well, you are

[Waste of Bandages]: Sure Chuuya

He honestly couldn't tell if Dazai was mad or not. And that scared Chuuya. But judging on his use of ridiculous emojis probably not. Chuuya looked over to his new book on his desk, his Mackerel plushie sitting next to it. He really did have fun at the mall. Nor did he find it awkward how much clingier Dazai was. In fact, he liked it.

It was nice getting to mess around with him in a public space judgement free. Although they probably scared a handful of people during their ice-skating escapade. Though he was definitely scared when Dazai had pointed out the mistletoe above them. Yeah, it's a big Christmas tradition but it still made Chuuya flustered even though it was probably a joke. But the worst part of it all is that he kissed him on purpose and said it didn't mean anything.

Because it definitely did. Chuuya just didn't know what. Normally Dazai made all of the flirtatious (?) jokes, not Chuuya. And he sure as hell had never kissed someone before. What would happen if Chuuya liked him and Dazai didn't like him back. Would their friendship just be over? Chuuya doubted they were too close for that; it would just be awkward till Dazai kicked the bucket and Chuuya would die alone and miserable.

Therefore, the best course of action was to play it off as an accident and ignore this feeling for the rest of his life. Oh, but he could picture how cute they would be going on arcade dates. (Not like they did not basically do that already). He was perpetually screwed. Maybe he should just kill himself to solve his problems. What do people even do when they like someone? Make a move? If so, that was what he would do.

[Me]: Yosano I need your help with something…