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If there was one thing Dazai had always wanted to do, it was to go to an aquarium. If there was one thing Chuuya would never do, is listen to Dazai. It was going to be a hard task, perhaps the most difficult in his lifetime, but such as a weasel always catches the mouse, the Dazai always manipulated the Chuuya.
It wasn't bad was it? It was only an aquarium. with just a few minutes of persuading this weasel would have his mouse.
Chuuya was done with the not so subtle hints Dazai had been leaving for a week.
Day 1:
"Wouldn't it be so nice to have a pet fish? But like you have to pay to see it?"
Day 2:
"Imagine being submerged in water all the time, but you're not actually drowning. It's behind a glass. With fish in it."
Day 3:
"I love fish."
Day 4:
"I didn't mean to eat."
Day 5:
"If you were a fish I'd name you Penny. Speaking of fishes-"
Day 6:
*Shows drawing of fish*
Day 7:
*Hangs up drawing of fish with the addition of a suspiciously Chuuya-like hat*
To break the seven days of torment Chuuya avoided him on the eighth day, temporarily. He got directions to the nearest Aquarium to buy tickets to the next touring.
At least, that probably how it worked.
He'd never actually been.
Dazai had the best fish line for today and Chuuya was no where to be found! Luckily he left a very obvious paper trail: bus schedule on the table. Time for a little stalking!
Dazai practically burst through the doors of the aquarium, thoroughly betrayed and disgusted at the sight of Chuuya inside.
"How could you? You know I wanted to go!"
He exclaimed, hand on forehead as if trying to steady himself enough to stay conscious.
"What the hell!! Maybe if you actually told me!" Chuuya fought back.
"You wouldn't have said yes then. And now you're going by yourself to mock me!"
"I'm buying tickets for a tour stupid shit for brains bean stick bastard!"
"What..." Dazai, in all his annoying manner, burst into laughter.
"Those don't exist! Who's the shit for brains now?! Hahahaha!"
But before Chuuya could garner enough anger to break all the glass and drown all the fish with air, he abruptly stopped.
"Wait..you were gonna do that for me?"
"Ugh..yes, you were being so annoying about it.."
"Oh how sweet of you chibi!"
Dazai changed his tune real fast after the realization, moving forward to enrapture the little red gremlin in a hug too tight for comfort.
"Get off me gahh-!"
--
After much negotiation with the staff that the pair did not have to be kicked out, and would not continue to disrupt the peace, the weasel and his mouse started down the aquariums halls.
"That one looks like you!" Dazai pointed out.
"You mean the one floundering like it's never swam in its entire life?"
"Exactly, you choke on air all the time."
"This is not a comparable situation! I will not be compared to a fish!"
A warning look from a staff member forced them to move on.
"This one looks like you." Chuuya had his turn to point.
"You mean the incredibly handsome fish that all the other fishies love?"
"I mean the pathetic one hiding in the coral."
"You've killed me."
"If you faint I'm not carrying you."
--
If not mildly annoying to all they passed, some found humor in the strange pairs fish comparisons, discussion on the largest sea animal they could eat and survive, and even the strange lengths the taller one promised he'd go to if only the other would buy him a jellyfish plushie from the gift shop.
Dazai practically skipped out of the aquarium with his jellyfish plush from the gift shop.
Chuuya walked beside him while hiding the mild interest he had in the koi fish keychain Dazai insisted he buy for himself.
"Thanks." Dazai said suddenly.
"Huh?"
He hid the bottom half of his face under the jellyfish, hugging it.
"I said thanks. It was fun, even though you're annoying."
Chuuya scoffed, the common almost imperceptible smile dawning his face, the one Dazai had become acute in noticing.
"Forget it..I just did it to make you stop talking about it."
"Oh but I will never stop talking about it, in fact with all the facts we read today I'll be mentioning it every chance I get!"
"Okay fine I had fun!" He admitted, anything to prevent more fish talk.
"There it is." He chuckled and pat his head, earning a push from Chuuya.
The jellyfish (appropriately named Mr. Sting) now sits on Dazais nightstand, receiving a head pat every night.
Unknowing to Dazai, but most definitely assumed, the koi keychain lives in Chuuya's drawers. It's stuffed away with other trinkets, but although unwillingly, always held in a warmer part of his mind.