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Two cloaked figures entered his office with audible whispers of death threats and disappointments thrown at each other. The woman standing beside his office table rolled her eyes.
"Here they go again." Kouyou Ozaki, one of the five Mafia executive mumbled with the tired expression as if she heard those bickering for the nth time of the day. Mori Ougai stared blankly at the squabbling teenagers waiting for them to stop and realize that they are inside the Mafia boss office not until the barrage of insults just goes on and on. His eyebrows twitched, surely dealing with teenagers is tiring, not to mention that these two have a total opposites of personalities, like north and south, day and night, like water and oil.
"I swear after this Im gonna shove my dagger inside your mouth!"
"Oh Chuuya is being violent again~"
"Violent my ass shitty Dazai! you pushed me on that river on our way here and look what have you done to my hat!"
Dazai hummed playing innocent at what his partner is been grouching, eyes closed and is pouting. Chuuya glared at him while tapping his muddied hat that was victimized by Dazai's mischievous act.
"You'll gonna pay for this asshole!"
"I told you there was a poo and you almost stepped on it that's why I pushed you away,I was only concern at my partner. You're hurting me Chuuya~ " The dark haired bandaged guy motioned his hand on his chest in the most dramatic way like having a heart attack.
"Liar-!" The red head raised his fist ready to punch the asshole in the face when..
"Boys." Kouyou finally interrupt that startle them followed by a cough loud enough to cut them both from the Mafia boss.
"Dazai-kun, Chuuya-kun, welcome back." Their boss smiled at them.
Chuuya who was going to hit Dazai's irritating face few seconds ago flinched , biting his lip on embarrassment as he met Kouyou's reprimanding glance from him to his annoying partner telling them to stop. Chuuya maybe a foul-mouthed lad that talks and acts like a thug all the time but it is well known in the whole Mafia that he holds great respect and is very much afraid of his ane-san. Kouyou is also his mother figure jus like Mori is to Dazai. The bandaged freak is the only one who have the guts to smile at the woman after she shot them with a glance that can tear his skull apart, he then smiled back at his superior.
The Double Black, known as the notorious criminal underworld's worst enemy that annihilate an enemy organization in one night just got back after a three-day mission. Even though they are the most cunning and destructive duo in Yokohama, nothing can change the fact that these two are just teenagers fighting even in the most trivial things that give headaches on their respective guardians.
Mori congratulates the two on a job well done, as expected from the Soukoku. After Dazai reported about the rest of their mission while his partner is pouting at the grubby hat on his hand, he discusses important matters about their next mission to be held a week from now.
The red head only nods while Dazai gave a lazy coo as a reply.
"You can go now." finally, the boss dismissed.
The door of his office closed with a soft click after they left followed by a loud crashing sound, Chuuya's growl can be heard in the background with Dazai's elephant-like whimper.
Mori and Kouyou only stared at each other before sighing simultaneously.
"I can tell by the reactions on their faces that they do not want to be together again on a mission." Kouyou stated.
"We can't leave a high ranked mission to anyone other than our Soukoku." Mori put a hand over his chin "They are like that since they were twelve." he continued.
"Its been five years, I dont get why they never get along"
"Kouyou-kun, its not like they are always fighting. Surely Chuuya-kun has a bad temper and Dazai-kun.." Mori paused and ponders on what suitable word can he use for his very own subordinate. "is playful"
"Playful?" Kouyou is itching to just laugh on this but rolled her eyes instead "Chuuya is temperamental at times but he doesn't hurt someone that doesn't hurt him may it be physically or emotionally."
"Ah, that's not what I mean about your Chuuya-kun" Mori defended, surely Kouyou is overprotective about Chuuya and he doesn't want to give her the wrong impression about their children.
"What I mean is maybe we can do something about how they can cope up with their differences?" He then smiled sheepishly and the woman noticed this kind of smile and peered at her superior.
"Do you have something in mind?" She asked with an ever-curious tone "Its not something disgraceful,isnt it?"
Mori simply gave her an all-knowing look and a smile still plastered on his face.
"I have a plan." The Mafia boss declared "And it will be their next mission" he sneered.
Kouyou can only guess she wouldn't like it that much.
Three figures sitting on a venerable bar stools inside an old looking bar with its eminent atmosphere. A man with dark red hair listened keenly at his friend as the bandaged guy tells the story how he got his injuries after his other friend with a glasses questioned it.
"This is because of that tiny guy."
And on that, Odasaku shook his head,chugging his glass of whisky while Ango continued to listen.
Dazai keeps talking about the injuries and laughs about the cause of how it happened as if he enjoyed it. Chuuya's punch can crumple a tank if he was serious about killing him and he's lucky enough that they are on the same side, of course the Mafia doesn't allow its people to kill each other with an exception of 'betrayal' as a reason and he, an executive knows it well. What he can also brag is that the fact that his partner, speaking of Port Mafia's hierarchy can be classified as his subordinate. The brunette power trips his own partner most of the time, oh how he loved it when Chuuya complies on his every plan during their Soukoku mission. Like a dog,his dog, a real Mafia dog. To cut the long story short, Dazai talks about how he annoyed Chuuya during their 3-day mission.
"And then I said-" Dazai continues to babble when Odasaku cut him off mid sentence.
"Dazai."
What the older man said next made the executive gape.
"Why don't you try to get along with your partner instead of getting on a fight with him? Wouldn't it benefit the both of you if you work together and stop fighting all the time?"
He always knew Odasaku's knack to play the older brother to him, heck sometimes he cannot classify if Oda is a brother or a father because honestly he's acing the father role way better than Mori does, not to mention that his mentor is more focused on little girls which sometimes give him uneasiness but nevertheless still respect his boss. After all, Mori stood as a father figure during those past 5 years that only lessen after he brought Elise-chan who became the very apple of his eyes on which Dazai is quietly thankful that his attention isnt solely directed to him anymore and also after Dazai met Odasaku upon the former assassin's decision to join the Mafia.
The bandaged guy only blinks, Ango on the other hand simply snorts and nodded as though agreeing on Oda's suggestion all the while that Dazai can only stare with combined surprise and confusion at his friend's words.
He and his partner are complete opposites and there is no way they could've get along.
"Come to think of it," Odasaku sips on his drink before continuing, ignoring the younger one's baffled expression.
"you said you two were close back then"
Morning came and the first thing he got is a text message from their boss telling them to report on his office at 8 o'clock sharp. Chuuya doesn't mind it really, to receive an order even though it is practically his day off but the redhead's eyes squints after re-reading the boss's message.
From: Mori Ougai
To: You, Mackerel
"The fuck? Im going to see him again!" Chuuya sighed, why does it have to be like this?. Just when he thought he can have a damn break on seeing the stupid mackerel's face who on kept bullying him on the entire mission. He swore under his breath that it was the worst 3 days of his life, to be completely entangled on such a maniac. Chuuya got up after bouncing the phone back to his bed. He then glance at his hat-rack to look at his favorite hat that was plagued by Dazai after tricking him that there was a poo near a riverbank on their way going back to the base. The freak pushed him enough to slip on the muddy grass and of course, a touch from Dazai means nullifying his ability to float that therefore send him rolling on the steep rock face but luckily and all thanks to his natural keen reflexes, he was able to tug on a large vine and saved himself.
But his hat unfortunately fell on the mud.
The first thing Chuuya did after going home was to clean that hat all the while cursing the guy who caused its misfortune.
Chuuya decided to leave without his hat that day.
Walking along the lobby of the Port Mafia base, he was greeted by Hirotsu who just came back from a mission with his squad. Among them is Tachihara, a brown haired guy whom he finds awkward to talk with because of reasons.
"Ch-Chuuya-san!..Gg-goodmorning!"
Like this.
"Good morning Tachihara, Hirotsu" Chuuya greeted back with a smile. He didn't fail to notice Tachihara's growing mouth when he threw his smile away. For a moment Chuuya thought if he did something very appealing or ridiculous for the brown haired guy to react that way. All he did was to smile and he acts as if he did murdered ten people right on the spot by clicking his tongue or that he saw a celebrity passing by.
"Chuuya-kun, how was your mission?" the old man asked, Hirotsu is one of the people he's close with. As a matter of fact, they usually go together on a bar with the lemon guy. Chuuya really enjoys drinking with them especially at a times like this.
I mean, after a torturous couple of days with his partner.
"How about a drink later?" he asked, Hirotsu only 'hmm-mh'-ed in response, getting all the vibes that it ended well but didn't really ended well considering the soukoku's dynamics.
The thing is, Hirotsu is also close with Dazai and even if he doesn't admit it he felt like he's always torn in between the two teenagers whenever one of them is ranting about the other. But lately, his conversation with Dazai is starting to get minimal. It is because he is spending more time with Odasaku and his other friend Ango. The old man concluded that perhaps it is because his closeness to his partner that clearly hates him or its because he's very busy. But Hirotsu didn't pay much of an attention to it. He's an old man and he can live with that.
Tachihara gave them a glance that can mean one thing and without further ado, Chuuya answered his unspoken question.
"You can come too if you want, Tachihara."
The younger one stopped himself from grinning and blushing at the same time.
But ultimately failed.
"What's with him?"
"Oh! Hirotsu-san!"
Chuuya's smile vanished in an instant after hearing the oh-so-familiar and oh-shit-its-annoying voice that belongs to only one man in this world that can irritate him by just plain breathing. Hirotsu noticed how he rolled his eyes and had a mental note that this night's drinking session is going to be full of rants and ramblings all the way from the start til the end. He then greeted back Dazai who is running like a boy that is chasing an ice cream truck followed by five bodyguards.
The bandaged executive said something by the likes of 'long time no see and no talk' to the old man and chatted with him for a minute until Dazai flinched after seeing his partner standing there with a blank face.
"Chuuya~ I didnt notice you were there, it must be because you're so tiny without your hat!" he remarks, Hirotsu and Tachihara stared at each other with the face of 'oh boy not this again, please'
"You know shitty Dazai" Chuuya stepped forward "You can just remove that bandage on your eye so can see clearly, you shit!"
Dazai smirked at the comment "Well, what do we have here? arriving so early even if its your day off"
"It's because the boss texted me to report on his office and I thought you're a genius with sharp eyes? so you didn't see that I was included on that message?" Chuuya folded an arms over his chest.
"Surely I did~ Im just checking if you're going to confess that you already missed me or its plainly because boss asked us to come"
On that, Chuuya loses his composure and started to point a finger at Dazai. Words with the likes of 'why would I miss you I wish you we're dead' and 'I wish it more than you do' came flowing together with other verbal assaults. They throw insults at each other like there are no other people around that even Dazai's bodyguards scratched their heads at the scene. Hirotsu tries to calm them down but none of them can hear him because of the barrage of words coming from their mouths.
"Suicidal bastard!"
"Alcoholic"
"Emo!"
"Tiny mafia~"
"Who the hell is tiny?!"
"Wait, Hirotsu-san is someone talking?" Dazai acts as if he is looking for something on the ground with a purpose of mocking Chuuya's height. Sapphire eyes locked into him with a violent intent of slamming him in the ground until the old man breaks the ruckus by patting the smaller one's shoulder.
"I think the boss is waiting for you."
Chuuya halted and muttered a quiet 'yeah, I guess so' and 'see you later' at Hirotsu. Dazai winks at the old man before walking side by side with his annoyed partner, Hirotsu just sighed.
"See you later too, Tachihara."
Dazai caught the younger male's delighted face directed at Chuuya's back.
The redhead completely ignore him all their way to the elevator and corridors even while Dazai continues on talking and talking about nonsense stuff. No he's not going to talk back or it will start another verbal fight, its still so early in the morning and his day is already ruined thanks to his demon of a partner. His alias ''demonic prodigy'' is totally right, it describes him well. Dazai cannonade him with words about suicide jokes and other things until Chuuya, a short tempered guy that he is stopped and faced him before entering another set of elevator because damn, why is this building so tall?! and why is the boss's office so far that it will take them a couple of minutes to arrive at his place and why does he keeps ending up with this weirdo on his whole life with the Mafia?.
"Shut the fuck up Dazai! I dont care what you had for breakfast!"
Behind this, Chuuya is also wondering why is he so talkative now. Its normal for them to insult each other , have some small talks, or long conversation that always end up on bickering,mocking and fighting but it is odd that Dazai is acting this way. He can guarantee that Dazai isn't the talkative type except with someone who is really close with him.
Familiarity, that's what he felt when the bandaged freak started to talk about his morning but Chuuya set it aside. He just wanted this day to end or this whole meeting to be precise.
Moments later and both of them entered the boss's office after a brief argument of who is going to knock.
They really do fight even on the most stupid things.
To their surprise, Kouyou is also there. The elegant woman is oddly fidgeting much to Chuuya's worry. Kouyou shot them a worried gaze and that's when Dazai felt something is up.
"Is everything okay? boss, Ane-san?" The executive asked casually, plopping to the nearest couch, yawning and stretching like he's on his home. Well, Mori's office can be also called his second home since the man adopted and raised him. But as an executive and a grown up, he was given a condo unit to live separately on his own just like a proper adult who is earning more than a million yen monthly. Chuuya sat near Kouyou and asked if there's anything wrong that she's acting this way.
"Chuuya-" Kouyou started but then Mori announced that the double black will have a new mission starting tomorrow. The woman shot the mafia boss a glare for cutting her off.
Mori fought himself not to laugh and hoped that Kouyou will someday forgive him on this mission.
Dazai listened disinterestedly while Chuuya on the other hand prayed that the mission will not require them to spend more than a day together.
"How long will it take, boss?" His partner asked glancing at him like he can read his mind.
"He really have demonic powers, cheh"
"Oh just one." The man answered and smiled gleefully at Kouyou that is glaring at him then at Dazai.
Chuuya is now confused.
"Great! did you hear that ,Chuuya~?" Dazai smiled, a smile than almost copied Mori's - deceitful.
"I did." He answered simply and he is thankful for that but then Kouyou's worried expression puzzled him.
"One year, Dazai-kun." Mori's smile grew wider and Dazai's mouth opened, his eyebrows twitched, moving his body forward to hear his superior loud enough "E-excuse me boss?"
"What?" Chuuya asked on almost a hiss then turn his head to see Kouyou plopping a hand on her forehead. He had a mental 'what the fuck is happening' at the whole situation.
"One year."
Mori pressed the words enough for them to hear. It was loud and clear. Kouyou sighed and closed her eyes, Chuuya has the expression of pummeling a wall and Dazai stared like Mori just grew another head on his shoulder.
"The mission is this: you two are going to live together under one roof for a year. That's an order."
"WHAT?!" The two said in unison, staring back at each other with wide eyes.