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It was a cloudy day in the early month of April, a certain mafia worker was strolling down the street to his nearby theater, Chuuya Nakahara. Chuuya should've known to expect something awful was coming to ruin his life with the way the sun hid so stubbornly behind the clouds and the wind blew freezing air against his body. Chuuya liked the sun. Dazai liked the moon. Chuuya liked a warm dry day. Dazai liked a cold rainy day. So why were things working in his ex-partner's favor? Any chance of a relaxing afternoon was ruined when rain began to pour down on the redhead like a bucket of icy cold water.
"Screw you, Dazai!" Chuuya huffed under his breath as he speedwalked closer to the theater. Did he know how Dazai had something to do with this yet? No. His former partner was simply always on Chuuya's mind, so he had to blame the mackerel for anything inconvenience that came his way. An inconvenience only spreads around more inconveniences. Dazai was the definition of an inconvenience.
As rain soaked Chuuya's entire body, besides the hair covered by his precious fedora, he finally made it to the entrance of the theater. That was when he heard a noise.
"MEOW!!" A loud, hard to ignore, sound blared into Chuuya's ears. A cat. It had to be a cat.
Chuuya Nakahara did not like pesky cats! Chuuya hates cats, actually. Or rather, he hates how much the creatures remind him of someone. They'll warm up to you at times and once they know they've got you attached, they run off with no goodbye and break your heart. A cat will only remind him of his old partner, shitty Osamu Dazai.
Normally, Chuuya would ignore the cry of a cat, but today was proving to be anything but normal for him. The redhead turned to the source of meow and sitting there was a soggy brown siamese cat with autumn brown eyes staring intensely up at him. The cat looked smug as fuck.
"The hell are you doing here?" Chuuya asked rather rudely to the seemingly innocent cat. He glared at the cat, deciding a staring contest was a good use of his time. The feline simply began to lick their paw, remaining pawfully calm while still maintaining eye contact with the chibi. "And why the hell do you have the mackerel's eyes? What, did he pluck them out trying to kill himself and handed them to a CAT to torment me?!"
The cat snickered at that, whiskers twitching and mouth curling into a bemused expression.Who knew one rather tall siamese cat had a rather smug attitude? The cat began to rub up against Chuuya's legs and let out an annoyingly loud purr. Okay, maybe the cat was a bit cute, but why did they have to remind him of Dazai for fucks sake?! He knew he was overreacting but the ongoing shower of heavy droplets on his body was doing nothing to calm his nerves.
Chuuya started to walk away from rain soaked cat but he followed him no matter what pace Chuuya moved in. It became a battle if wits and an idea popped in the chibi's head that would surely get him away from the feline.
"Alright, I'm gonna head home now!" The redhead said very loudly. "You made me even more late for my movie so what's the point now?!" Chuuya made very dramatic steps away from him. When the cat was a good distance away from the theater, the chibi turned abruptly around and sprinted inside the cinema.
"Whew!" Chuuya exhaled and his body slumped in repose when he believed himself to be away from the feline. When he turned around to buy a ticket his face of relief sunk. Sitting all smug looking was the brown siamese cat, tail waving back and forth as if this were just a game to him. The redhead groaned in annoyance. "You really are just like that shitty Mackerel!"
The chibi thought for a moment and his eyes lit up. "Hey, I guess I'll call you that, you little annoyance."
Mackerel snickered again. He walked over to Chuuya's leg and decided to graze his claws over his pants leg. "Bad Mackerel!" Chuuya shouted, causing a crowd of people in the area to turn their heads to him. The cat didn't stop their scratching until the chibi was forced to pick up the cat Dazai lookalike and hold the him like a baby. The cat purred almost teasingly and snuggled further into Chuuya's hold. The two of them were still soaking wet and no threater allowed a stray animal into their seats, so he decided to call it a day. He'd have to see Hamilton another day.
"Shitty Mackerel..." Chuuya mumbled as he left the theater and headed home. If there was a softness to the chibi's voice that's only for the chibi and the Mackerel to know. The rain let up the second the siamese cat slumped into his arms and fell asleep. Although Chuuya Nakahara would rather chug a bottle of bleach than admit it out loud, this certain cat wasn't too bad to be around. It felt like he was taking care of his ex partner somehow... but that's just nonsense.
That night Chuuya laid in bed with a cat kneading and purring onto his back. As annoying as it was, the act could almost make him see why people like cats. almost. Cats are still annoying, awful, dreadful, and selfish creatures! No wonder Dazai likes them, they're just like him!
"Mackerel... I hate how much you remind me of" He yawned between words. "Shitty Osamu... Dazai.." This was the last thing the redhead said before drifting off to sleep.