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thepiratearcinhamlet · 3 years

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Dead Apple Explanation:

Part Two: Dragon Head Conflict

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WARNING. If you do NOT want spoilers, then please do not keep reading. :)

Understanding what happened during the Dragon Head Conflict is key to understanding what happens in Dead Apple.

This section is going to be the longest, so bear with me.

6 years ago, (from the present timeline,) the Dragon Head Conflict broke out. It was the bloodiest day in Yokohama's history. Dead Apple starts on the last day of the conflict, Night 87/Day 88, but the Prologue explains the basic layout of the Conflict in pretty good detail. (If you want to skip my summary and just watch the YT videos, link in Part One of my explanation. There are five videos, the longest is 5 and a half minutes.)

What happens is as follows:

An unnamed ability user with a vast fortune died. At this time in Yokohama's history, there were many more rivals and gangs in the city and several different groups moved in to claim the treasure. The treasure eventually became just an excuse for the rival gangs to finally wage all out war on each other, even though they just called it a 'feud'. As the conflict dragged on into days and then weeks, turning bloodier and bloodier, the Special Division of the government decided to hire an ability user named Shibusawa, who became known as the White Dragon. They thought they could use him, but Shibusawa had his own agenda. (Obviously he didn't tell the government that LOL.)

Shibusawa has a many faceted ability - one facet of it allows him to create a mist, the Dragon's Breath, which separates a user from his or her ability. (There are users who are immune/can resist, but more on that later.) The ability will then turn on the user and kill them. (Please note that this mist was NOT the all-encompassing mist we see later in Dead Apple.)

I feel like this is the perfect time to explain a bit about what we know regarding his backstory. He is an incredibly powerful ability user, and incredibly intelligent, as well, predicting people's moves with even more ease than Rampo or Dazai. (Dead Apple makes this scarily obvious.) He is bored with everything: life, death, abilities, etc. One of the few things he couldn't predict was what would happen if he could get an ability that was in direct opposition to his. He was NOT interested in creating and collecting ability gems yet, he just wanted to find his ability's opposite. Like he tells Atsushi near the end of Dead Apple, the opposite ability could possibly show him the strength and tenacity of life, and it would do so by killing him. It was so alive and powerful, that he would enjoy death at its hands. But he wasn't /sure/, because he couldn't find the antithesis of his ability. (This guy is seriously messed up.)

KEEPING ALL THIS IN MIND-

Enter Fyodor. Yes, Fyodor had his hands in it the entire time. You thought Shibusawa was in control? Nooooope. Fyodor is an enigma; he has a lot of agendas going at once, and he's basically on the same intelligence level as Shibusawa. He uses Shibusawa, (a feat in and of itself,) telling him about an ability user locked away in an orphanage. This ability is not fully developed, but incredibly powerful; the rival to Shibusawa. Elated, Shibusawa rushes off to the orphanage. How he manages to torture the abilty user is a mystery - either he snuck him out of the orphanage, or the director of the orphange was just that much of an @#$%^&*!. Regardless, Shibusawa tortured the ability user to try and extract his ability - since it wasn't fully developed, and buried so deep inside the user who had no knowledge that he WAS a user, Shibusawa couldn't separate it with his Dragon's Breath ability, and was forced to use electrocution.

The ability inside the user /was/ the rival to Shibusawa's, and even in it's not-fully-developed state, it activated last-minute to protect its user, turning into a white tiger and slashing through Shibusawa's skull, killing him.

However, Shibusawa's ability was unique. It resided in his skull, and the skull was not destroyed by the white tiger's claws. With a little unexplained Fyodor magic, (seriously, someone explain the many facets of Fyodor's ability already!) Shibusawa was revived, but Fyodor withheld his memories, thereby making it easier for him to continue manipulating Shibusawa without Shibusawa's knowledge. His memories are gone, but Shibusawa does remember his lust for collecting and his boredom with the universe. (He's also basically a spirit in some sort of magical physical body, since his skull was kept separate from him, so he's not going to die conventionally.)

There is a bit of a gap here, as Shibusawa somehow went from being a revived dead spirit dude to being hired by the government, and this is not explained. My guess is Fyodor was involved. Shibusawa was vital to his plan, and this was the perfect time to start putting it in motion. (Fyodor's plan is not important right now, that's for the apple suicide section.) So yeah - let's assume Fyodor somehow got the Special Division to hire Shibusawa. (Asagiri, I know this is not the most important detail, but it would be great if you explained it~)

Fast forward to where we left off with Dragon Head Conflict. We are not sure when in the 88 days of conflict that the government sent out Shibusawa, but it was probably around the middle. During the time he was free to roam the streets, the bloodshed increased. Ability users started dying en masse. Rumors of a "White Dragon" start circulating,

Oda, the mafioso who wouldn't kill anyone and Dazai's friend, went one night to investigate a jewelry store that had been blasted apart. It also doubled as a base of operations for a blackmarket organization known as the Gerhardt Security Services, or GSS. (You'll remember them from the Fifteen Arc.) The place was known to be protected by some extremely dangerous combat ability users. While there, Oda bumps into Shibusawa, who pretends to be investigating the scene of the crime and shows little interest in the deaths of the ability users, saying that people die all the time, especially since there is a war on. (Shibusawa actually was the one who attacked the store himself, stealing the gems for a separate collection of his [normal gems, not ability gems,] and killing all the ability users. His boredom caused him to obsessively collect things, and the loss of his memories amplified it.) Oda asks if he's new here, because the murders make no sense and he /ought/ to be surprised. GSS was one of the few neutral parties in the current feud, and therefore, whoever attacked was a "thrill seeking fool". Oda then speculates that maybe it's the White Dragon's doing, a loose cannon who appeared out of nowhere a few days ago and attacks anyone in any organization, leaving no witnesses. Shibusawa comments that, if there were no witnesses, how would The White Dragon get a name? He then says that if it /is/ the White Dragon's doing, he has no business sticking around. Oda says that he's going to stay because he wants to find out the White Dragon's motive. Shibusawa starts to leave, then says he's going to give Oda a hint to the White Dragon's obvious motive. (Real subtle there, sir.) The answer is pure boredom - perhaps beautiful jewels would awaken feelings inside him. He then leaves, saying that if Oda survives, he'd love to meet up with him again.

Dazai appears shortly afterwards, and Oda tells him what happened. Dazai tells him he is lucky to have survived, since that 'investigator' was the White Dragon himself.

Fast forward to 70 days into the conflict. Chuuya confronts Dazai for napping and subsequently ignoring a call from Mori to attend an important meeting, asking him if he even understands what's going on because this is the biggest gang feud in Yokohama's history. Dazai first teases him, saying he needs to buy a microscope to use on Chuuya because he's so short, then tells him that yes, he does understand. An organization called Strain has had 80% of their members wiped out. Another organization, the Tasake Corps, has had their leader assassinated, sending their gang into chaos. He then rattles off several other organizations who have joined in the bloodshed. Old feuds, paranoia, lust for revenge - the conflict is just an excuse for everyone to lay everything on the table. It will only end with the death of everyone involved. Chuuya yells at him, that he needs to contribute to stopping the death. Dazai comments that rushing headlong into a fight is what everyone else is doing, thereby causing more death and chaos. He says they should leave the strategy of the Port Mafia's part of the war to Mori, the leader of the Port Mafia, and then shifts Chuuya's attention to something else.

Dazai shows him a photo of a corpse of a Port Mafia executive named "The Colonel." Chuuya is in shock that the older man, who had a very powerful ability, could possibly be killed. Dazai tells him it's the White Dragon - the White Dragon's ability is still unknown, but he appears to get stronger with every kill he makes. Chuuya says this war makes the perfect hunting ground to find and kill the White Dragon, and asks Dazai what the plan is to take him down. Dazai says he doesn't plan on hunting him down, and that Chuuya ought to be wondering about who will replace The Colonel as the next executive, especially since they both are potential candidates. Chuuya's temper flares again, and he punches Dazai, telling him he's going after the White Dragon and Dazai can go back to napping until he dies, before storming out. Dazai mumbles "how cruel", but smiles, obviously having more up his sleeve than he let Chuuya on to.

Two days later, Shibusawa is taking a stroll through a ruined section of Yokohama. Despite the bloodshed, a few pedestrians are still around - life must go on. He approaches a street vendor and tries to buy a bouquet of white flowers. The vendor asks him if they're a gift for someone. Shibusawa says yes, that he plans to leave them with his next encounters, as a parting gift. (Seriously, this guy needs to learn the art of SUBTLETY-) The vendor then says she will gift him "this", and pulls out a gun, aiming it at him. The rest of the 'pedestrians' pull out weapons and surround him, much to Shibusawa's surprise. Dazai then appears, telling him that these are the Mafia's best, and he shouldn't resist; this is just the "entertainment before the show". Shibusawa is impressed, and guesses Dazai's identity. Dazai informs Shibusawa that he (Dazai) is "on thin ice" with his partner for "sleeping all the time" and asks Shibusawa to come away with him. Shibusawa asks what will happen if he refuses. Dazai tells him that he was offering to let Shibusawa choose where he dies, but he could just stay there and die right now. He then tells him that he made two miscalculations: First, Shibusawa can't win against Dazai, because Dazai's ability will nullify whatever the White Dragon's ability is. Second, the Port Mafia never works alone - the White Dragon is a One Man Army, and that will always fail.

Shibusawa asks if that's why Dazai joined the mafia, (i.e., being stronger in a group.) Dazai affirms this. Shibusawa tells him that's unfortunate, but Dazai probably feels the same way. He goes on to say that groups are important, likening individuals to threads and a group to a whole cloth. However, if you have one black thread in a white cloth, the cloth is nothing better than ruined trash. (Ouch, much.) Dazai brushes this remark aside, telling him that he will show him no mercy. The White Dragon went too far by killing The Colonel, and Dazai will punish him for it. Shibusawa shrugs, and says that's fine with him, but Dazai will regret it. Dazai denies this with a smirk. But Shibusawa keeps talking.

He tells Dazai that if he kills the White Dragon, the feud will not end. Dazai comments that's a unique way of looking at it. Shibusawa says that only the death of everyone will end the conflict, (echoing Dazai's words to Chuuya two days prior,) unless of course… another feud happens to distract everyone from the original feud. Dazai asks how. Shibusawa tells him that to stop a fire in an oil ring, you set off a bomb.

At that exact moment, an explosion goes off somewhere nearby. Rare shock appears on Dazai's face and he asks where it came from. Shibusawa tells him that no longer is this a feud, but an all-out war, thanks to him. His declaration was just delivered to all the organizations involved. Dazai watches the Mafia Headquarters rise into the sky, confused and still in shock. Shibusawa continues to talk, telling him that he is going to reduce everyone's base to nothing but rubble. Dazai then yells out that no, the mafia headquarters is /falling/. The bomb flew part of the building into the air, and now it's going to crash into the square.

Smug, Shibusawa repeats Dazai's "You made two miscalculations" quote back at him. First, Dazai thought the White Dragon wasn't expecting an ambush. Second, Dazai thought the White Dragon was alone. Supernatural abilities appear out of nowhere, attacking the mafia members in the square.

Dazai's subordinates fall one by one as he watches in horror. Shibusawa casually comments that Dazai was right, superiority in numbers was a splendid idea. He decided to form his own 'group', to help distract him from his boredom.

(What is NOT specified here is if Shibusawa is using his ability, or if he recruited ability users to his side. However, as we know from the beginning of Dead Apple, Shibusawa /did/ have a bunch of people in masks and cloaks and hoods. As to whether he animated them with abilities from deceased ability users, or if they were an extension of his own ability, or if they were a mix of ability users and normal people, is unknown. ASAGIRI, PLS JUST WRITE A WHOLE DANG NOVEL CALLED 'DRAGON HEAD CONFLICT'-)

As he finishes speaking, the rubble of the mafia looms closer to hitting the ground. Dazai mumbles that "who would have thought the White Dragon would be so powerful?" (This comment makes me think that in this instance, Shibusawa /was/ using his ability, and his hired hands were the ones setting off the bombs around Yokohama.) Shibusawa says he's tired of that name: "I am Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, the explosion that will end this war. The bringer of death that will end all of the massacres. This is the grand finale. I hope you leave me yearning for more…" Dazai recovers his composure and says that it's all very interesting, and it's time they had some fun, but at that moment, the headquarters finally hits the square, engulfing Shibusawa and Dazai in rubble and dust.

That day, every organization watched their base be destroyed, and they all learned the name of their common enemy. The Port Mafia sent a search party out to find Dazai, but his body was nowhere to be found, and neither was Shibusawa's.

Fifteen days later, Day 87 of Dragon Head Conflict, Shibusawa is moping in his palace, Draconia. (This is yet another facet of his ability - it is a special place, sort of like Lucy's, except he can make his tangible in the real world. Draconia holds everything he obsessively collects. Draconia is technically the name of his ability, but like I said, his ability is many-faceted, and the novel and movie refers to the palace as Draconia, so that is what I am going to do. He created his collecting palace after he was killed by the tiger ability, in a desperate way to find meaning without his memories - Fyodor briefly mentions this in Dead Apple.)

Fyodor appears and asks Shibusawa what's wrong? He's defeated amazing ability users, his palace is full to the brim with beautiful and priceless things; isn't this what he wanted? Shibusawa looks around at all the treasure and the heads (yes, you read that right, HEADS,) of many very strong ability users who he defeated. He says he's obsessively organized, just like he obsessively collected, but he has some measure of regret. Fyodor says that of course he isn't satisfied; he's told Shibusawa time and again that the pleasures of this world will never fill the deep emptiness he feels. "Not even jewels or war?" Shibusawa asks dejectedly. "No, they will not. As someone who has known you a long time, I can assure you of that." Shibusawa agrees reluctantly, commenting on how he predicted the moves of all his fallen foes and it's just so boring. He likens it to children who look back at old, broken toys and wonder how they ever enjoyed playing with them. What did they hope to get out of it? Eventually, they will just feel hopeless and smash the toy to bits. Fyodor tells him to blame the gods, because that's just how the world was made. Shibusawa asks what he should do, "detest the gods?" Fyodor smiles slyly. "No, there's a far simpler answer. Break your toys and move onto the next." Shibusawa smiles and proclaims this an excellent idea.

This exchange of dialogue is eerily similar to Dazai and Odasaku at the end of the Dark Era arc. However, the parallel is striking: both Dazai and Shibusawa are too smart for their own good, but their friends handle it in different ways. Oda tells Dazai to make his world more beautiful, save people, be a good man. Fyodor, who has his own agenda, advises Shibusawa to basically burn his world to the ground and do whatever he wants. (Fyodor, we hate you.)

Back at the temporary Port Mafia headquarters, Mori is holding a brief meeting between Hirotsu, Chuuya and himself. Mori bewails the fact that Shibusawa is a one man army and so enigmatic. Mori cannot use mathematics and logic and normal strategies and manipulation against an enemy they know nothing about, not even his ability, let alone his motive or whereabouts. "It's like we're fighting the mist itself." He goes on to explain that the top four organizations next to the Port Mafia have been completely annihilated, and many Port Mafia members have gone missing, from new recruits to executive candidates, including Dazai.

Chuuya says they should forget about "that moron" and try to find the others. (Obviously he doesn't think Dazai is dead, and knowing Dazai's crafty ways, he can look out for himself.) Mori comments there's the possibility that the missing people may not even be alive anymore, before asking Hirotsu for an update on the White Dragon.

Hirotsu tells him they don't have much beyond speculation and rumors, and that "the White Dragon's supernatural ability" is "a bizarre power that defies expectations." It appears that any user who encounters him commits suicide in despair. Mori then asks if Dazai left any information behind before his disappearance. Hirotsu says he's investigated everything thoroughly three times and has found nothing but a microscope that Dazai recently purchased, but it doesn't even look used.

Chuuya's eyes widen and he demands to know where the microscope is. Hirotsu says it's still in his room. (From the background pictures of said room, it is evident that Dazai has finally upgraded from his frighteningly isolated and empty storage container. Thanks for that stab, Stormbringer.) Fuming, Chuuya rushes off to the room, Hirotsu in tow. Once there, Hirotsu indicates the microscope, and Chuuya grabs it, promptly smashing it. Hirotsu starts to remonstrate, but is interrupted. Annoyance flashes across Chuuya's face as he holds up a transmitter for a tracking device that had been hidden inside. "That jerk saw this coming and got caught on purpose." Hirotsu says the coordinates are probably where both Dazai /and/ the White Dragon are, and is visibly impressed. "And the fact that he put it in a microscope so only I would notice must mean I have no choice but to go rescue that piece of crap. Damn it, Dazai! You always know how to be as annoying as possible!" He starts to leave, and Hirotsu asks where he's going. Chuuya tells him he's getting his motorcycle, indicating he plans to go after the White Dragon and Dazai. Hirotsu protests that Chuuya can't take on the White Dragon alone. Chuuya's annoyance fades, and he becomes more serious. "Don't worry, I have something for him." Hirotsu can't believe he's serious, (hello, Corruption!) and asks if that's really his plan. Chuuya just leaves, gets on his motorcycle, and zooms off, muttering, "Hold on, Dazai… you damn idiot!"

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astxlphe-fics · 3 years

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Dazai didn’t plan for any of this to happen to Akutagawa

The first thing he does, upon being pulled out of his cell by Ango, is planning on how to get him back.

Fix it fic

Pairing : Dazaku, Dazai Osamu / Akutagawa Ryuunosuke

Word count : 5 361

Content Warnings : mentioned character death, vomiting, blood drinking, vampire, biting

There is a commotion in Yokohama, and Ango comes to pull Dazai out of his cell.

"I managed to convince them to let you out," Ango tells him, gaze severe. "That you were essential to putting a stop to what is going on."

"Smart." He smiles, tilting his head, and wonders how Atsushi and Akutagawa are doing. If he's right — and he usually is — Kamui is someone influential, and the two of them will have exposed him. "And what exactly is going on?"

Ango doesn't look happy, and Dazai can feel a tiny bit of suspicion worm it's way inside his brain. He remembers when he glanced at Fyodor, in the cell facing him, as he walked out of the prison, and the Russian man smiled, mocking.

Smug. Why is he so smug? Dazai is free, Fyodor is not. Dazai wins.

"What," he repeats, "is going on?"

"I picked up Atsushi at the drop point, as planned. Kamui is Fukuchi Ouchi, the head of the Hunting Dogs. Atsushi barely managed to get away."

And what about Akutagawa, he doesn't ask, because he feels enough dread and he's smart enough that maybe he can guess.

"We are now dealing with a vampire outbreak," Ango goes on, and the look he sends him is too close to pity for Dazai to stand his gaze for too long. "As for what exactly happened...I think Atsushi should be the one to tell you."

It's bad then. His mind conjures images of Akutagawa, bloody and face blank and heart still, and his own skips a few beats. He stops his train of thoughts before they get the best of him. He’s not ready for where it's going, so he hangs onto Akutagawa as much as possible.

Angry scowl and rebellious and slightly petulant “I don’t care" to his request to help Atsushi and a fiery temper and eyes that make Dazai's stomach flip in a way he’s still not quite ready to face.

He breathes. Akutagawa is strong, he is fine. He was always strong, in spite of Dazai's reluctance to actually tell him that.

Atsushi and Akutagawa are young, and still inexperienced, but their combined power is nothing to laugh at and pulled them through several powerful enemies.

But is it strong enough to beat Fukuchi Ouchi, he wonders, and quickly he knows the answer is “probably not”.

“Bram Stoker?” Dazai guesses. There is only one known ability user capable of creating something close to vampires, and it’s Bram Stoker — who caused a terrible calamity eight years ago and was since then not heard of again. Officially, Fukuchi himself killed him, but if Fukuchi is Kamui then—

“Very likely.”

Ango leads him out of the prison, not through the front door but through the underground tunnels leading out in the deeper parts of the city.

“The outbreak started within the Port Mafia,” Ango goes on, “and spread throughout the underworld through them. The Black Lizards went down first, according to Tachihara. We have no idea what happened to the high-ranking members, but—” he trails, scowls. Checks his phone. “We’re not optimistic.”

The Port Mafia should be able to hold back against such a thing — lock down their Headquarters and safe houses, carefully comb through their members for any wayward vampire, keep the infection to a minimum in their ranks, and then hit back against the source of it.

This kind of thing means loss of business and Mori, he knows, would not stand for it.

With Chuuya, Kouyou, and Mori out of the picture, they can’t count on their strength to fight back, which is a less than ideal situation.

His mind races as he follows Ango through quiet, empty streets, trying to figure it out. The source of it — Bram Stoker, obviously, but who is the first victim? Would putting Stoker out of commission be enough to turn everyone back? So, does it mean Dazai only needs to find him and touch him?

If Atsushi came back alone from the confrontation with Fukuchi, instead of walking away from it with Akutagawa at his side, probably means that—

“We’re here.” It's a house. A nice one, at that, nondescript and, he guesses, some sort of safehouse for spies or criminals. He doesn’t recognize the address, but the Mafia is always shifting and changing to avoid being caught. “It’s a Mafia safehouse,” he confirms, “the Agency is here, Mori gave them access before the outbreak.”

“Dazai!!”

It’s a chorus that welcomes him, and he grins, trying to be lighthearted even though their faces tell him how tired they are. “My, my, what a mess,” he exclaims, “you guys are really lost without me, aren’t you?”

Some muttering and eye rolls answer him, but they all smile and pat his back and Naomi and Kenji draw him into a tight hug, but to be honest they’re not the ones he expected to jump at him.

The president pats his shoulder, and tells him how good it is to have him back, before his eyes slide to the teen sitting on the ground in the corner. "He hasn’t said a word since Ango brought him back here,” he informs him. “Six hours ago.”

So, Dazai turns to his protégé, who is staring at a spot on the opposite wall and resolutely does not look at him, or anyone. Kyouka sits next to him, so close she might as well me melting into his side.

No Akutagawa in sight, but Atsushi is wearing a familiar black coat. Still, while Dazai usually trusts his brain to come up with the answers by itself, this time around he wants to hear it. He will not let Akutagawa go until he doesn’t have proof before his own two eyes.

He crouches in front of Atsushi; whose gaze focuses on him and Dazai just has the time to smile and say “ hello Atsushi" before he bursts into tears.

“I’m sorry,” he cries, and rubs at his own face until it’s red. “Akutagawa—he— Fukuchi killed him.” He says the words as if he barely believes them himself, as if it’s the first time he actually speaks them out loud and is just getting used to the notion. “He— Fukuchi offered to train him and said he had to kill me but Akutagawa said no and we tried to fight him together and we won.” He pauses, catching his breath before his words can turn too garbled by his hiccups and sniffles. “But his sword, it cut through time and with it he also — he cut his throat with his sword and Akutagawa knew and he still did it to help me get away— I’m so sorry Dazai, I didn’t want—”

Dazai’s blood has gone cold, and he isn’t sure what Atsushi tells him next. This is one of the worst outcomes. He estimated, when he asked for Akutagawa’s help, that the risks were minimal.

He miscalculated.

This isn’t what was supposed to happen.

Akutagawa and Atsushi were supposed to make it, together, and come out on the other side stronger than ever.

“—and now he’s this—this— vampire thing and it’s my fault, I should’ve listened to Ranpo but Fukuchi had the page from the Book so— I don’t understand,” he ends up saying. “Why would he—”

“It’s not your fault,” Dazai hears himself say. “Akutagawa took on this mission out of his own, free will.” He still sees himself insisting until he agrees in spite of his misgivings, and this affirmation feels a little like a lie. “Akutagawa made the choice to save you. It was his decision and his alone. It’s not your fault.”

It’s not Atsushi’s fault, but it’s Dazai’s, a little, and Fukuchi’s, the most.

“He said he didn’t want to die until you acknowledged him,” Atsushi adds quietly, wiping his nose, as if it doesn’t make it worse. “That he couldn’t afford to disappoint you.”

Fukuchi, in Dazai’s mind, is already a dead man, and he can feel the cold dread in his insides turn into white hot fury.

“I’m not.” Atsushi doesn’t look convinced, so he insists. “I’m not mad or disappointed in you, or in Akutagawa.”

He’s disappointed in himself for not seeing it coming and mad at Fukuchi and Stoker for doing such a thing to Akutagawa.

“That’s good.” Atsushi sniffles, the whispered answer has Dazai pulling him into an embrace.

Atsushi grabs onto his coat, hands closing into fists, and buries his face in his chest. Dazai rests his chin on the top of his head for a short time, holding tight on the grieving kid, trying to put order in what he’s heard.

“Akutagawa is a vampire?” he asks the rest of them. Ango shrugs.

“He told me, on the way here, that he saw him. I didn’t though, and I guess we could write it off as a hallucination of sort, but—”

“The outbreak started with the Mafia, specifically the Black Lizards,” Ranpo cuts in, glasses firmly up on his nose, sucking on a lollipop. “According to Ango here, Akutagawa’s subordinate was turned first and spread it to the rest, but she hasn’t been anywhere close to Fukuchi or Bram Stoker.” He stumbles on Fukuchi’s name, and the president looks nothing but pained. “Short answer is yes.”

“And he’s probably our patient zero,” Dazai completes for him. “I figured as much.”

“Do you have an idea on how to combat the infection?” Kunikida asks. From the beginning, he has been standing close to Atsushi, obviously unwilling to push him too much to speak. He sits down, though, and his hand now rests on Atsushi’s shoulder.

“Well, Ango came to get me, didn’t he?” He smiles blandly. “You guys think No Longer Human can cancel it?”

Dracula is an ability, which means that No Longer Human can erase it. “If we can find Stoker,” the president suggests, “we could put a stop to it.”

“Would it turn everyone back, though?” Yosano wonders.

“We believe it would.” When everyone turns to him, Ango elaborates: “From previous records, all of them are linked to him in a way. On their first report, Fukuchi and his team noted that while they acted wild, they seemed to have some sort of hivemind. That was before Stoker was discovered to be at the origin of the phenomenon, so Fukuchi would not have falsified that information. After Stoker's defeat, everyone infected was cured on their own.” And, back to Dazai: “So yes, we track down Stoker, you erase his ability, everyone is be back to normal. You’re the only one who can do this, Dazai.”

“It appears so.”

It doesn’t change the fact that Fukuchi killed Akutagawa, and right now they have no way to know if turning him back into a human will send him right back into death’s embrace.

In any case, Akutagawa is Dazai's student. His responsibility. His. If someone has to stop Akutagawa on a blood drinking spree, it's Dazai. He refuses to allow anyone else to do it.

“And I will fix it, as you ask, but only—” Ango's almost silent sigh of relief is cut short. “Only if we find Akutagawa first.”

No, he’s not ready to let Akutagawa die. Death has already taken much from Dazai, and he will not let it have Akutagawa. Not now. Not as long as Dazai is alive to pull him away from it.

Ango stays silent for a long time, lips pinched. “Dazai.” His tone is very careful. “I understand your position but we can’t prioritise Akutagawa over the rest of the city. Stoker is our priority.”

“Akutagawa first,” he insists. He knows Ango is right, but a plan is already forming, and adjusting to his previous miscalculations and going off into several directions until he thinks of something coherent enough that he’s sure it’ll end with Akutagawa coming back to them.

Coming back to him.

“Thousands of people are being hurt because of Stoker,” Kunikida argues. “We should—”

“Akutagawa,” he repeats firmly, glaring at Kunikida, whose mouth closes in a clack of teeth, though he is not any less frustrated. “Then Stoker.”

And then…And then the president’s clench around the handle of his blade and, one way or another, Fukuchi will not get away with it.

He doesn’t know what the others see when they look at him, but whatever it is it shuts down any other attempt at supporting Ango's argument.

“Fine,” Ango relents. “But be careful. We don’t know if you can be turned.”

“Very unlikely,” Ranpo pipes in.

Dazai nods along, and ruffles his distraught junior’s hair with a smile. “Hear that, Atsushi? We can still get Akutagawa out of all this trouble.”

“I—” Atsushi pauses, sending Dazai a sidelong glance, which lets Dazai know that he’s still making that face everyone seems to find scary. “I’m sorry.”

“No need,” Dazai tells him again. “It’s not your fault. Which way?”

Atsushi stops and raises his head, breathes in deeply through his nose and mouth, licks his lips. Dazai watches him intently — he is slightly better, less distressed than before. The perspective of saving Akutagawa, even if only to repay him for what he did for him, seems to lift his spirit. Good, because Atsushi is an essential part of the plan — if anyone can track down Akutagawa it’s him, with his keen tiger nose.

They have been following his trail for about an hour now, after another full hour of Ango explaining what he knows of Stoker’s ability.

The other person needed for it is Yosano, because no matter the outcome they’ll need a doctor on site.

“This way.”

Atsushi leads them deeper into the city, towards the slums. Atsushi keeps sending him little nervous glances, fidgeting with the collar of Akutagawa’s coat. It’s obvious he has something to say, and a twinge of guilt lets Dazai know that he dislikes making Atsushi feel like he can’t speak to him.

“What is it?” he asks, willing his tone to be softer, like Atsushi needs.

Atsushi needs kindness and guidance. He doesn’t need to see the Dazai with the itch in his bones, with the urges to repay his enemies tenfold, waking up after years of forcing them down. Old habits die hard.

Those urges, he knows, are only back because he feels stupid and useless and angry.

“It’s just—” he bites his lips. “I want to help Akutagawa too, but Ango is right, isn’t he? And if we stop Stoker, wouldn’t that help Akutagawa all the same?”

“It’s riskier,” he explains. “If Akutagawa died — or was dying — before being turned, then he could die soon after he turns back.”

Atsushi blanches. “So, you want to knock him out and bring him back so Doctor Yosano can be around when he turns back?”

“We would not be able to hold him until we found Stoker and put out of commission — remember that the vampires have increased strength? Besides, we would have to leave Yosano and several of ours behind to keep him in check, and they would risk being infected before we deal with Stoker. So, my plan is a bit different.”

“And... are you sure it’ll work?”

“Of course, I am!”

Of course, he isn't. He can see two outcomes right now but who knows how many he’s missing? He completely missed the vampire development, didn’t he? What if it doesn’t work?

“According to Ango, Dracula works by blood consumption — when Stoker drinks someone’s blood, he infects them with a component which alters their very being to transfer a part of his ability within them. This is what allows his victims to spread it to other people. Now, Atsushi-kun—” he wags his finger in front of the boy’s face, confidently, as if he’s sure of what he’s doing and not hoping he’s not missing something big “—what do you think will happen if someone tries to infect me ?”

“With your ability? I guess it wouldn’t work and— Oh!” His face brightens. “If they drink your blood —”

“No Longer Human will also cancel Dracula within their body.” Or so he hopes. “If he starts dying on us, Yosano will be able to heal him. Right?”

“Right.” Yosano plays with the handle of a large knife. She's carrying a first aid kit which contains everything under the sun that could be needed.

Even if all vampires are connected to him, Stoker can’t individually control them. There are too many of them. As a result, the brain functions and blood flow must be conserved for each infected person to move on their own.

If Akutagawa was dead when turned, then Stoker had to reactivate them, which means being under his ability's influence he is functionally alive.They still have a chance at healing him even if those functions fail once Stoker’s ability leaves him.

If they don’t but his wounds reopen, Yosano can heal him. If his heart stops, Yosano can revive him.

Akutagawa depends on him being right on this — and a few years ago he would have scoffed and scorned at Akutagawa for being too weak, too dependent on him. But even then, he would have tried everything to save him, and then taught him a lesson to remember.

(Now he just wants to hold him, make sure he is alive, and maybe kiss him one day, but it’s neither the time or the place or something he likes thinking about)

Atsushi leads them through the slums now. It’s midday, and so far, they’ve managed to avoid any large groups of vampires thanks to Atsushi’s nose detecting them before they could.

“They smell like blood,” Atsushi explains, wrinkling his nose. “It’s kind of gross, actually. The only reason I can pinpoint Akutagawa is because I spent time with him and I have this—” he tugs at the coat again.

“Are you sure we aren’t following an old trail?”

They’re approaching an old road Dazai knows very well, as it leaves the city to turn into an even more familiar path as it goes through the woods.

“I’m sure.”

He can see, in the distance, the old tree stump he met Akutagawa almost 7 years ago, and another time, just a few days before.

“He’s close,” Atsushi whispers.

His lips twitch into a small smile. Of course, he comes back here. Even if he doesn’t have all his mind, even if it’s only instinct, Akutagawa’s steps always take him back to Dazai.

“Stay here, and remember to protect Yosano.” Then, to Yosano: “Be ready to jump in.”

She nods resolutely, and he can feel their eyes on his back as he walks alone towards the clearing. His stomach turns, presumably from apprehension.

“Come out now,” he calls out cheerfully. “I know you’re here.”

The woods rustle, and footsteps ring out. Too heavy to be Akutagawa’s, he knows him to be light on his feet, but when he turns to face the newcomer, he pinches his lips.

“Hello there, Akutagawa.”

It is Akutagawa, but it is not.

His steps are heavier, louder, uneven, and when he appears his body is hunched over.

Port Mafia’s rabid dog, Akutagawa is sometimes called.

And as this Akutagawa snarls, showing off sharp fangs, features twisted and distorted, his eyes blood red, the color filling the pupils and cornea, Dazai figures that he finally lives up to the nickname.

It’s the first time Dazai gets to see Bram Stoker's handiwork up close and he does not like it at all. Akutagawa stares at him but there is no recognition, and the only sounds out of his mouth are beast-like growls.

He smiles ruefully. “What have they done to you? Do you even know who I am anymore?”

How dare they try to steal his student, kill him and turn him into this? Dazai will not stand for this, and the itch is stronger now, but he’s not that kind of man anymore, no matter how furious he is he will not rip Stoker’s teeth out of his mouth and he will not bury the head of a gun down Fukuchi’s throat and press the trigger over and over again.

No, he’s a different man, the kind of man that saves, and he will save him.

He waits for Akutagawa to make his move. Further down the path, Atsushi is restless, he can tell, but he does not interfere.

Then Akutagawa pounces, fast enough that Dazai flinches back, but he forces himself to stay still, fighting against the instinct that commands him to get out of the way.

The things he won’t do for his wayward student.

Akutagawa slams into him with surprising strength, knocking him off his feet and the air out of his lungs. Akutagawa pushes him back, and Dazai’s head hits the ground with a thud. He bites back a cry of pain, stars dancing in his field of vision while Akutagawa pins him on the ground, hands pressing on his chest.

He glances back to Atsushi and Yosano, to find his protégé hackles raised, pupils slit. He shakes his head in spite of the vertigo. “Don’t move," he mouths.

“That’s right,” he manages to say, struggling into Akutagawa’s grip to raise on his elbows. He succeeds, though Akutagawa rips through the collar of his shirt in the process. Akutagawa’s fingers grasp at his hair, pulling them harshly, dragging a hiss out of him.

He bites.

His fangs pierce Dazai’s throat with ease, and at first, it doesn’t hurt more than a scalpel breaking the skin. He feels his own blood run down his neck and Akutagawa’s tongue on his skin and it takes longer than Ango said it would before the ability tries to change him.

When it does, it burns .

No Longer Human always cancels ability from the outside, it’s the first time it has to do it from the inside.

“That’s right,” he chokes out again, through the pain. Dracula tries to change his nature and clashes with No Longer Human and his whole body screams and tries to push the intruding ability out . He raises his hand, rests it on the back of Akutagawa’s neck to pull him closer. “It’s almost over.”

Then the pain recedes, or maybe he’s feeling too light headed to care about it. On top of him, Akutagawa’s fangs are still deep into his neck, and to be perfectly honest it almost feels good.

Above him Akutagawa slows down and takes in a shaky breath. He raises his head, eyes still red, and maybe it doesn’t work, Dazai’s plan fails again, he can’t save him, so he pulls him down again —

He said he didn’t want to die until you acknowledged him

“You fought so hard,” he whispers, because if the one last thing he can do for him is telling him the truth then he might as well do it. “You were so strong. I’m proud of you.”

— instead of pushing him back into his neck, he kisses his lips, not minding the blood dribbling down his chin or the fangs scratching his skin.

Then, Akutagawa shakes his head. “D—” His body shivers, and he opens his eyes — two dark, human eyes, wide and afraid staring down at him. “Dazai-san— ”

“Yosano.” He calls, and he doesn't think he's loud enough. "Yosano!"

Akutagawa's body heaves again and he drags himself off Dazai, collapsing on the ground. He pushes himself up with his hand, before another shudder runs through him, dragging a strange sound out of his throat, and he promptly throws up.

Dazai pushes himself up, ignoring his own nausea. “Akutagawa,” he calls out, and his student lets out another pitiful sound as he empties his stomach in the grass. At least his heart hasn’t stopped (yet), so once Dazai sits he lays his hand on his nape again. “It’s okay.” His tongue feels pasty and everything else slightly blurry. “I’m not letting you go.”

He doesn’t think himself capable of anything more, for now.

Yosano is here before Dazai can call for her again, and Atsushi pulls him away. “He’s throwing up blood,” he hears Yosano say through the sound of Akutagawa vomiting and the strange buzzing in his ears, and what he feels is relief. “I think there is some in his lungs— you said Fukuchi cut his throat, right? and check on Dazai —” Atsushi scrambles to the first aid kit, and Yosano swears as Akutagawa suddenly goes limp.

He can’t see, because Atsushi is all over him now, and he tries to push him away. “No, wait—” Atsushi protests, “I need to clean and bandage your neck, you’re bleeding. Doctor Yosano is taking care of him, he’ll be fine. You planned for this, remember?”

“Yes,” he answers out loud, and smiles at Atsushi. “You're right, I did. He’s going to be okay. Yosano is a great doctor.”

“Are you going to let me bandage you, now?” Atsushi doesn’t wait for his answer before getting to work, grabbing disinfectant and a roll of bandages. "Don't move."

Yosano mutters more swear words under her breath. Then, she leans back, wiping her forehead. “Good,” she declares, nodding, and Dazai can breathe. “He’s fine —” she raises an eyebrow at the still unconscious Akutagawa, “—and hopefully, you’ll stay that way, or Dazai might kill me.”

Akutagawa is alive, Dazai can’t think of anything, and he throws his head back and laughs.

Ryuunosuke dreams.

It starts, he is not quite sure why, with a detached head who calls itself Bram Stoker. It has something to do with this man he’d been fighting with a weretiger, though both their names escape him for now.

(What the hell is a weretiger anyway?)

It moves along, and there is this woman— her face is wet with tears and she's saying something he can’t hear because he’s too hungry to listen, because everything around him feels wrong and now she’s screaming at him, in fear? Maybe, but she was never afraid of him before—

(Before?)

—and the screaming stop, and she is gone and he is running somewhere, looking for someone—

— someone he wants to see, but he can’t name him quite yet, not until he’s standing in front of him, smiling, eyes dark, hello there, do you even know who I am anymore — the answer is no, yes, the name forces its way through his foggy brain as he sinks his teeth into his neck and his blood gushes down his throat and his body hurts.

It's almost over

You fought so hard

Pain shakes his body as if something is trying to crawl out of him.

You were so strong

It burns.

I’m proud of you

Dazai. It’s Dazai.

The dream ends and he focuses, breathless, at Dazai, his throat bleeding, face stained with blood in a way that wakes the memories of lips on his own.

The metallic taste in his mouth is disgusting, makes him want to retch, and he’s pretty sure he does just that, before the world goes cold and dark in a scarily familiar manner.

I'm not letting you go

When he wakes up, Akutagawa is understandably confused.

Dazai opens up his third energy bar as Atsushi frets over the mafioso, trying to explain what happened in coherent sentences. Dazai does not intervene for now, watching them from where he’s sitting on the tree stump.

He has not lost too much blood. Just enough to feel light headed and vaguely sick, but not enough to pass out, which is good news. All he needs right now is some food to get him back on his feet while Yosano checks Akutagawa up.

“A vampire outbreak,” Akutagawa repeats plainly, and Atsushi energetically nods.

“— after the fight with Fukuchi, an ability user called Bram Stoker turned you into a vampire.” He frowns. “You spread it to the rest of the Mafia, through Higuchi first.”

“But I was—” He pauses. “Dead. I remember that.” His voice is strange, Atsushi winces, and Dazai ponders on the clarity of the memory.

Ponders if Akutagawa still remembers what it feels like to die.

“Yeah. You were, Fukuchi he—” It’s his turn to pause, unwilling to go into details. “You saved me,” is what he ends up with. “Everything you did on that ship saved me . The coast guard you didn’t kill bought me enough time that Fukuchi couldn’t catch up to me.” His voice wavers. “Thank you.”

And Dazai can tell that Akutagawa has no idea what to respond to that — has he ever been thanked before? Dazai doesn’t know, he doesn’t remember ever doing it, anyway. Akutagawa shifts awkwardly, picking at his hair, probably still too dazed to think of a witty retort, so Dazai decides to come to his rescue.

“We need to get back and start hunting Stoker. We have thousands of people affected by his ability; we need to get a move on. Atsushi?”

The kid immediately raises his head and takes a good whiff of the air, then grimaces. “Some are getting closer.”

“The vampires,” Akutagawa says blankly and Atsushi nods again, so Akutagawa glances at Dazai doubtfully.

“Yup. Blood suckers. We have been calling them vampires though, because it’s self-explanatory.” He stands and smiles, and Akutagawa looks back at him with eyes Dazai isn’t sure he can read properly. He wonders if Akutagawa remembers what he said (I'm not letting you go) and what he did ( kissed him ), and if he does, how much will those admissions — confessions — change between them. “We need to go. Can you stand?”

(Now is not the time to think about that, maybe once the Decay of Angels is no more, if Dazai doesn’t chicken out of it.)

He extends a hand to Akutagawa, who stares at it, trying to find the catch. It is another test. If Akutagawa remembers, Dazai thinks, then he’ll take it. If he doesn’t, he’ll get up on his own. Or maybe he’s still too weirded out to think things through.

The wait isn’t long. Akutagawa is hesitant, but he takes it, and Dazai’s fingers close tightly around his hand to pull him on his feet.

He still has fangs (seeing him experimentally run his tongue over them makes Dazai’s stomach do a little summersault that is definitely neither fear or worry) and looks like death warmed over. Stoker’s ability might take time to dissipate completely, but beyond that he’s back to normal.

Still, the marks of his latest trial are stark. Face pale, dark bruises under his eyes, and a thick scar on his throat.

“This isn’t how it was supposed to go.” It’s the closest thing to an apology he’s able to put in words.

Akutagawa scowls. “If I didn’t want to do it, I wouldn’t have.” He narrows his eyes, glaring at Atsushi. “Is the weretiger wearing my coat?”

“Uh? Oh, yes, he hasn’t left it in days, from what I was told. That's how he found you.” He taps the tip of his nose. “The smell.”

Akutagawa crosses his arms, shivering, his steps still unsure. He seems on edge — sending little glances around him. He has been dead twice, then hasn’t eaten anything consistent for days. Considering the fourth energy bar in his pocket, Dazai shrugs off his coat.

“Here.” He drops it across Akutagawa's shoulders.

“What are you—”

“You looked cold.”

And defenseless, but he will not tell him that, he won’t take it well. For Akutagawa, his coat is both a weapon and an armor, it’s natural that he would feel ill at ease without it.

Sending him a suspicious glare, he pulls it tighter around himself, and Dazai catches himself thinking, as a red spark runs across the fabric, that he quite likes this color on him.

Atsushi leads them safely through the slums, occasionally having them duck around and hide, while Akutagawa shuffles around under his coat. It takes him a minute to find the snack and he tears it open without bothering to ask Dazai if he can, looking very intently at his own shoes.

Dazai reaches out to put his arm around his shoulders, pulling him closer, and he is glad to feel him, alive and heart beating, leaning into him. “Come on now,” he says, “let’s go home.”

#bsd #bsd spoilers #dazaku #daaku #bsd akutagawa #bsd dazai #writing #cw blood #cw vomit #fix it fic

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dapper-ships-herself · 4 years

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A Memory

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In a dark stretch of hallway, lined with floor to ceiling stained glass windows and towering pillars that stretched down into infinity within the reflective surface of the tiled floor, most footsteps clicked and echoed throughout the space. Her's were a barely heard whisper.

Pigtails bouncing with each step, Gillian payed no mind to the way in front of her. Seemingly all her attention was on the ebony black book in her hands. A thick cover, with beautifully intricate white and gold gilding swirling along the borders and forming the title, the edges of each page were purposefully weathered and rough. She flipped another page, eyes moving methodically across the text.

She passed a pillar, and didn't flinch when a new pair of footsteps rang in the hallway, stepping in time with her.

Dazai had his hands in his pockets, facing forward with a neutral expression on his face. She payed him no attention. They passed through a slice of darkness before they were bathed in the colorful light once again.

"Impressive how you can walk so confidently without even looking at what's in front of you." His quiet voice bounced in the silence.

She shrugged, turning another page.

"All I've had to read these days are documents Mr. Mori gives me, they're so boring."

She moved her thumb along the page, feeling it's course texture.

"Does he make you do paper work too? Honestly, I think this is actually just one of a handful of times I've seen you not right next to him. It surprised me just a bit."

"Is there a reason you are bothering me?" Her voice was hardl enough to be heard, no louder than the barely there rustle of her pages.

"Chuuya has been such a bother ever since we recruited him. I swear, if he had no intention of being my faithful servant, then we should have just left him where he was." He gestured with one hand, an exaggerated look of exasperation on his face, sighing loudly.

"So you were lurking here just to get away from him?" Another page whispered as it was turned.

"Basically." He nodded "And that's when little you happened to come by."

"I can promise you won't find anything to keep you occupied here. Why don't you just continue on your way and go hide somewhere else?"

"I beg to differ about the "nothing interesting" thing. And the "hiding" part too, for that matter; like I need to hide from that slug. I was just taking a break, my neck was hurting from looking down at him so much."

Once again, she kept reading and didn't bother to respond. She would have kept doing that, except the book wasn't in her hands anymore.

She blinked, and looked over at Dazai, who had hopped back a few steps with a sly smile and her book dangling from his fingers.

"What do you think you're doing?" She asked, honestly perplexed.

"You weren't paying attention to me." He said it like it was the simplest thing in the world.

"Because I was reading." She kept her expression flat.

"Exactly." He started swaying his wrist so her book moved back and forth like a pendulum.

"Give it back." She held out her hand.

"But then you'll just start ignoring me again, and I'm bored. Hm, how about maybe if you ask nicely enough? Say "pretty please"."

Her expression stayed, but the corner of her lip twitched to a frown for just a second in annoyance.

"No? Too much pride? Figures for the mafia. Well then, I guess there's only one way you're getting this book back." He turned and starting jogging backwards up the hallway in front of her, his smile turned straight mischievous. "You'll just have to take it from me."

"No, you're just going to give it back." She stayed in her spot." Honestly, how childish can you get?"

"Less talking, more chasing, Gillian!" He spun around, and started running at an even pace down the hall.

"Dazai." Gillian shook her head at him, still not moving. Instead, she flicked her wrist slightly down at her side, the movement concealed by the long flowing sleeve of her blouse. Up ahead, as Dazai passed by another block of shadow, a hand on the end of a long, misty, dark and twisting appendage shot out and aimed straight for the book. She couldn't grab him directly thanks to his cancelling ability, so she'd just have to go for it directly.

However, just before the hand could close down on it's prize, Dazai's forearm moved up to block it, and the hand grabbed hold of it instead, instantly evaporating in a flash.

He looked back over his shoulder at her. "You'll have to try harder than that!" He called. He picked up speed, reaching the end of the hallway and turning a corner to the right.

Oh, come on.

She huffed, glaring at the doorway, then she stepped forward and sunk down into the shadows at her feet.

She moved through the strange world of the dark that was second nature to her with ease. She could see Dazai running up ahead through the film and flowed forward, jumping out of the shadows right next to him as he moved by. However, the sneak attack that had proved her victorious multiple times over, was thwarted by him ducking under her grasp and rolling forward. Somehow, he'd known exactly where she would appear.

He laughed at her attempt, not breaking his stride. That only made her more irritated, and a low growl escaped her throat.

Again and again and again, he dodged, he weaved, he jumped over her attempts to retrieve her book, smiling the whole time. "I was hoping to find out why Mori bothered to make a little girl his body guard, and I must say so far I'm not impressed!" The look in his eyes making it clear he was baiting her.

It was infuriating, it was annoying, it was... It was...

Due to her father, and the world he lived in and the circumstances she was raised in, she'd rarely even seen much of kids her age, much less played with them. She wasn't sure she could call this playing, but-

Wait, was that exactly what this was? A game? Judging by his laughter, he certainly thought so.

But of course she thought differently. She was just trying to get her precious book back. He was just being a nuisance.

He dodged backwards as her hand shot out and her momentum carried her in front of him. Looking up at him, a part of her was surprised to realise his wicked sharp grin was matched on her own face.

It was the most fun she'd had in a long time.

Eventually, their chase carried them outside, where she now had to be more careful at how much she used her shadows in her pursuit in front of the crowds. One more disadvantage. Oh well, she wasn't giving up.

Dazai tried to lose her amongst the throng of people, but she was an expert at tracking a target.

He ran to a park that had less people than the main streets. Here, she saw an opportunity.

Sinking down into the shadows again, she popped up on his right, where he immediately moved to avoid her. She was ready for that though.

Before she'd entered the shadows, she'd bent down to scoop up a small rock sitting on the path. She threw it, sending it right under his feet. His next step landed right on top of it and sent him off balance, falling backward.

She moved, appearing closer now on his left, and snatched the book as he fell. She skipped forward as soon as her hand closed on it's surface, a triumphant laugh leaving her lips involuntarily. "How was that, huh? Impressive enough? I got it!" She held her prize triumphantly out in front of her.

He chuckled from his spot on the ground, pushing himself up to sit cross legged. "And you've also apparently got more than one expression. What a lovely smile that is." He grinned.

Her smile morphed into a a confused expression, her mouth a small O. She bit her lip, glaring and glancing away. "So you really were just trying to mess with me this whole time."

"Obviously. We both had fun though, didn't we?"

She hummed in the back of her throat. Spotting a bench just a bit away, she walked to it. As soon as she sat down, she opened her book to the exact page she'd been on before Dazai's chase had begun.

He took a seat next to her, leaning to look over her shoulder at the pages, his one uncovered eye wide and curious. "What kind of book is it?"

"A fairy tale." She answered. She flipped another page.

"That covers gotten kind of worn." He observed "You've taken good care of it, but you've read it a lot, haven't you?"

"I have. It's my favorite, I know everything that happens in this book, every twist, every word."

"Why bother reading a book again that you've already read? Sounds boring."

She paused, looking up from the book to glance at the sky, thinking for a moment. When Gillian had her answer, she looked over at Dazai, a small, fond smile on her face. "I suppose that's because, a good book is always good, no matter how many times you read it."

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Seven years later.

Gillian turns another page of the black book with it's white and gold engravings. The cover is worn, but she's always been careful with it, a few pages have gained new tears, but she's delicate with each one she flips.

She sits in the dark of her room, the curtains drawn and a bare sliver of light from the full moon slicing through in a long line across the floor and up the opposite wall.

Even if her eyes weren't naturally adapted to the dark, it still wouldn't bother her. This book was as familiar to her as the back of her own hand, every twist, every word.

This book was very special to her. Many, many, many memories were attached to it. Ones that she was very fond of, and they kept her company in the dark when she was all alone.

She turned another page.

#self ship #self ship community #self shipping #self shipper #self ship fic #dazian #dapper writes

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auroreswritings · 4 years

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Day 3 for Freefall! Part 2 of Welcome to Paprika ^^ it’s longer than part 1, so the story ends up with a total of 8,122 words, it’s crazy!

A lot more ChuuAtsu moments in there, some softness at the end, hope you guys like it! Dazai and Akutagawa appear as well, their relationship is tensed (see me ignoring cannon and choosing the better life for the dark boy!), tiny appearance of Kunikida and Yosano too.

This part is less dark than the first one, there’s a little bit of inverstigating going on, some weird dream stuff as well, hopefully you’ll enjoy the ending!

It’s on AO3!

Welcome to Paprika - Part 2: The Only Way Out

“-And why would I team up with him, exactly?

-Come on, Dazai, you used to work together back then! If not to help them, you could at least do it for Atsushi…” Kunikida turned to Atsushi’s sleeping figure lying on the bed: his face was crossed by a deep frown, whimpers escaping his mouth from time to time.

“-I know, I know… I just don’t wanna investigate with that feral dog-

-DAZAI! You do not have a choice! Now stop complaining and go before I kick you out!” Kunikida yelled at his fellow detective, raising his leg up menacingly.

Dazai eventually complied and left the agency’s infirmary with a grumpy look on his face. He knew he had to be amiable and work with the Port Mafia for his junior’s sake, but that didn’t mean he had to be happy about it, above all when he had to team up with his former junior, Akutagawa. He stumped out of the building, grumbling unintelligibly.

“- This doesn’t make me happy either, Dazai.” A dark figure was leaning against the wall, head hanging low, hands in pockets, dark eyes almost burning holes thought the taller man’s back.

“-Already here, I see. Let’s get going then.” Dazai started walking ahead, not once turning back to look at the younger man walking behind him. They went on for some time, nothing breaking the awkward silence except for Akutagawa’s occasional shallow coughs.

Atsushi and Chuuya had been found three days ago, passed out a couple streets away from each other. No traces of fighting had been found around; it didn’t seem like they had met or had struggled against an opponent. They both had been taken to the detective agency to be taken care of by Yosano. Medical checkups had come back normal; the two just seemed to have fallen asleep there, outside in the middle of the day. The only logical reason for their state would be that they were both attacked by an ability user without their knowledge. Dazai had tried to use his own ability on them, without success. Atsushi seemed to have reacted to it somehow as he had stirred in his sleep when Dazai had touched him and tried to talk to him, but he had no way to know if the young man had really heard him or not. It had thus been decided that the Detective Agency and the Port Mafia would be working together on the case. Dazai had been chosen for obvious reasons: he was Atsushi’s mentor and knew enough of the mafia members to be able to work with them without too much hassle. Akutagawa had volunteered to be the mafia’s investigator, wanting to help saving his friend and new mentor Chuuya.

Long gone were the days when Akutagawa revered Dazai like a god. After the man had left the mafia, Akutagawa had felt more betrayed than could be explained, having lost the person who was holding his life together. Things had deteriorated quickly, madness almost taking over him. Luckily, Chuuya had been there for him in those difficult times, helping him regain his confidence and understand the toxicity of his and Dazai’s previous relationship. The young man owed so much to the mafia executive; he now had found a chance to repay him for all the support he had given him. And so here they were, ex-mentor and ex-junior, trying to work together again despite all that had happened, to help the people they held dear now.

“-So… You’re Chuuya, right?” Atsushi was still standing a few centimeters away from the smaller man, his eyes to the ground, fingers awkwardly fidgeting in front of him.

“-Yeah… Atsushi?” The tiger lifted his head, locking his eyes into the Mafioso’s azure gaze. He nodded slowly, confirming his name to the man. The way it sounded in his voice was soothing somehow. “You’re the tiger Akutagawa was after, right?”

“-Oh, hum… yes…” he rubbed his neck nervously. This man knew who he was, yet he didn’t know anything about him, except for the fact that Dazai didn’t seem to like him much, judging by the tone of his voice when he had called him a midget earlier. “And who… I’m sorry for asking, but who are you?

“-I guess that dimwit Dazai doesn’t talk much about his past in the mafia, huh?” Atsushi shook his head. “We were partners back in the days, but that’s all in the past.” He let out a sigh, relief and annoyance mixing in his exhale.

Chuuya turned around, trying to assess the space behind him to find a better position. As he did so, his hands brushed against Atsushi’s, still awkwardly folded in front of him. The slight caress felt warm against his skin, the first time he had been able to feel touch since he’d woken up in this nightmare. His head turned around quickly, meeting the tiger’s stunning eyes. The young man looked flustered, his cheeks colored with a hint of pink.

“-Did you… did you feel that?” Chuuya’s voice left his lips in a whisper. Atsushi nodded again, not sure of how to react. He hadn’t felt a single thing for so long, this mere contact had sent electricity fly up his arm through his entire body. Without thinking, he grabbed the red-head’s hand, squeezing it between his fingers. The warmth was so calming, so tangible, both of them forgot for an instant the dire situation they were stuck in.

Finally realizing what was happening, Chuuya cleared his throat, bringing the two of them back to reality. They let go of each other’s hands hastily and the Mafioso turned his back to Atsushi again, this time hiding the blush that was creeping up his own face. What was he doing, seriously? They stood there, awkward silence filling up the entire cave they were hiding in. After a long time, Atsushi was the one to break the silence:

“-So… You know how this man said we were stuck in dreams? Do you think we could change what’s happening?” Chuuya looked back at him again, an eyebrow raised at the young man’s questions.

“-What do you mean?

-Well, you know, sometimes when you’re asleep you can tell that you are dreaming, and then you can manipulate the dream, like make things appear or disappear… you know?” Atsushi tilted his head to the side, hoping Chuuya would understand what he meant.

The Mafioso felt his heart skipping a beat at the cute gesture and turned away from him once more. He stayed deep in thoughts for a moment, processing what the detective had just said. He could understand the logic behind it, but Tsutsui had told them they were stuck in other people’s dreams, so the chances of his theory actually working seemed pretty slim. He could still try something out; they had nothing to lose anyway. He placed his hands on the cave’s wall in front of him and pushed hard, but nothing moved. He tried again on the other sides, without success.

“-I don’t think it’s worki-

-Let’s try together!” Atsushi placed himself next to Chuuya, their shoulders touching. He took a look at him and started counting down from three. At zero, they both pushed with all their might. At first, nothing happened, but as they put more thoughts and power into what they were doing, the walls started moving back slowly. They exchanged triumphant smiles and kept on pushing. This was just a small victory but it still meant a lot; if they kept on working together, they could find a way out of this nightmarish place.

Dazai and Akutagawa were back in the area their friends had been found, looking around for clues that could help them understand what had happened. Nothing had been spotted when the two were discovered, and three days had passed since then, but they didn’t have a lead and had to start their investigation somewhere. They scrutinized the floor for some time without success again. Akutagawa was running impatient; he didn’t want this case to drag on, he had a man to save and another to get rid of. He looked up to the sky; night was about to fall, orange and purple blending together in between skyscrapers. As his gaze fell on the tall buildings surrounding them, an idea developed in his mind. He looked around for a ladder or external stairs, but having found none, he decided to go up one of the buildings using his ability. He summoned Rashoumon and climbed up a wall, the ability’s teeth digging holes between the bricks. Dazai looked at him and understood without a word, looking around for a way to have a bird's-eye view of the area. He eventually caught up to the broody man five minutes later; the sun was completely out of view, the sky turning a deep shade of blue, moon shining softly behind clouds. Akutagawa pointed at the floor under them: they finally had their clue. Where Chuuya’s and Atsushi’s sleeping body had been found was shining a silvery powder, glittering in the moonlight. It was mimicking the shape of the two men and a small trail of it was going from one silhouette to the other.

The two men looked at each other and went back to the ground. They could still make out the presence of the strange powder on the floor, its shimmer in the moonlight visible only from certain angles. They took out some samples of it, not daring to touch the substance with their bare hands. It seemed to have the consistency of beach sand, but the color had something magical to it, almost dream-like. They decided to stop here for the day: they though it preferable to analyze the substance first before doing anything reckless. They went back to their respective headquarters, each with a sample of the powder to analyze, and with the agreement of meeting again the next day to compare their findings.

Not a lot of words had been exchanged during their outing today, but thanks to this discovery the tension seemed to have decreased a little. Akutagawa would still tense at the sound of his ex-mentor’s voice, but he had managed to stay calm despite the proximity of the man. He didn’t necessarily look forward to the next day, but if the case kept on progressing like this it would be over soon and he wouldn’t have to see Dazai again.

They were both on the floor, facing each other. They had managed to free up enough space to sit down comfortably. The storm was still raging outside, the beast was still waiting for them to go out; it was not as insistent as it was at first, not trying to force its way inside anymore, but it was pacing in front of the cave, wings flapping menacingly from time to time. Atsushi was looking at the ground, trying to avoid looking at the cave’s entrance; Chuuya had his gaze directed towards the tiger, his eyes unfocused, his mind deep in thoughts. They had managed to manipulate this world a little; they had struggled a bit but the results were apparent. Now all they needed to do was to find ideas to break out of here, to find their way out.

“-Hey, Atsushi? You said we could make thing appear in dreams, right? How about we try to summon an object here?

-What kind of objet are you thinking about?

-Hm… maybe some shovels? I don’t think we could manage anything bigger; it was hard enough to push the walls for a couple meters…” Atsushi stood up and walked to Chuuya, grabbing his hands to help him up. “Or any other object that could help us find a way out of here.”

“-I have an idea… instead of making shovels appear and dig a hole, we could like… try to jump and think about the floor breaking and opening on a room close to the exit… what do you think?” Atsushi tilted his head to the side again. Chuuya’s face heated up; this man was too cute for words and his way of thinking was so imaginative, he didn’t know what to do with himself anymore. He shook his head violently; now was not the moment to get distracted by this kind of things. His hand was still in Atsushi’s; he tugged at it a little but the tiger didn’t let go. Chuuya looked up at him, dazzling eyes fixing him questioningly. The Mafioso let out a sigh, annoyed look on his face: he didn’t like what Atsushi was doing to him.

“-Fine, let’s try that. How do you wanna do it?

-Well… We just have to think about the next dream, jump together and it should appear, right? So… Let’s just imagine it’s a nice dream that doesn’t want to eat us or anything, and then jump…” Chuuya nodded and looked back at Atsushi who grabbed his other hand tight. “Ready? Three, two, ooone… JUMP!” The two of them rose in the air and Chuuya couldn’t help but close his eyes.

After some time without feeling anything, he opened them again only to realize they were floating. A look of complete fascination was plastered on Atsushi’s face. The red-head looked around and immediately understood why: clouds of all colors and shapes were puffing around them, looking just like cotton candy, tiny birds and butterflies were flying next to them, feathers and wings sometimes caressing their cheeks. When they reached the ground, the world was even more marvelous: baby pink and tender green hills were rising here and there, a clear stream of water gliding in between, mythical creatures were jumping around, griffins looking at the two men peacefully, unicorns grazing by their sides. Happy laughter could be heard coming from far off.

Atsushi’s eyes were wide open, taking in the landscape, liking it calmness compared to what they had seen before. A gentle smile was gracing his lips.

“-This looks like-

-A kid’s dream.” Chuuya’s harsh voice interrupted him. “That bastard.” The red-head fists clenched strongly, his face was contorted by anger.

“-Wait, do you mean that…

-Yeah, some poor kid fell victim to that sicko’s ability.” Atsushi’s eyes fell to the ground, all traces of happiness gone from his face. He could feel the sting of tears in his eyes. He had been so happy to see such a cute place, it had given him a bit of hope, but the potential explanations behind the presence of this dream world were horrific, he was almost feeling nauseous.

“-We need to find a way out of here, fast!” Chuuya only groaned as an answer; his whole body was shaking with anger.

The two of them used the jumping method again and again, crossing a lot of different places, some more normal than others, some more childish than others. They kept on going without having any idea of how long it was taking them, seemingly never finding the end of this nightmarish world.

Akutagawa was sitting on the sofa in the agency’s reception area, waiting for Dazai to arrive; the man was, as was his habit, late. All the other detectives were carefully avoid the Mafioso, the somber look on his face not enticing them to start a conversation. Dazai eventually appeared, hands in his pocket, humming a song with a radiant smile on his face. The smile turned into a frown as he spotted Akutagawa in the office.

“-Akutagawa, you’re here early.

-I only want this investigation to be over as quickly as possible.” His hands pushed deeper in his pockets, his whole body tensing. “Have you seen the results?

-Yes, it was some sort of sleeping powder, right? Looks like we’re fighting against the Sandman.” Akutagawa raised an eyebrow at the name. He couldn’t believe Dazai was making jokes in such a situation.

“-Some of my subordinates are looking for information on any ability user who can manipulate sand.

-Good, good… but you can tell them there’s no need to look further into that.” A smirk tugged at Dazai’s lips. “Someone in the government owed me a favor, so they snooped around a little for me.” In reality, he’d had to beg Ango for a favor, but he would never admit that to anyone. The government agent, understanding the urgency of the situation, had agreed to help him, with the condition that Dazai now owed him a huge favor. The man hated finding himself in these kinds of situations, but he hadn’t found a faster way to help Atsushi.

The detective plunged a hand in his coat, took out a file and threw it on the table in front of Akutagawa. He kept on talking while the Mafioso was reading through the record.

“-Tsutsui Yasutaka, 32, born in Osaka. His ability is called Paprika; it creates a parallel world that feeds on people’s dreams and nightmares, those stuck in this world are slowly consumed by it. He awoke his ability at the age of 5, when he trapped three of his school friends in his world. He’s been monitored by the Special Ability Department since then and has been in and out of their cells for years. It seems he had recently escaped the high security facility he was held at by trapping the guard in his other world and stealing their keys. Nothing else of interest in the file.”

Akutagawa looked up at Dazai, puzzled look on his face.

“-What do you mean, ‘nothing else of interest’? Doesn’t it say how to get Chuuya and the weretiger to wake up?” Dazai’s eyes darkened at the question.

“-There are no known survivors. All those taken by Tsutsui have remained in Paprika, never to be seen again.”

The atmosphere around the men seemed to freeze, the air filling with dread, chilling them to the bones. How would they save the two men sleeping in the infirmary when their odds of survival were so low? For all they knew, that Tsutsui was also in this parallel world, untouchable. The silence in the office was heavy, all the people present dwelling on grim thoughts. Everybody was tensed; even Dazai had abandoned his usual carefree and cheerful attitude. A sudden set of screams broke them out of their hopelessness.

“-That’s it, I have enough!” Chuuya let himself fall to the floor. They had jumped through dozens of different dreams, and nothing seemed to change: they were still stuck in this terrible place.

“-We should think of another way…

-Well my brain’s run out of ideas, but feel free to do whatever you want!” Chuuya snapped at Atsushi, but regretted it right away. It wasn’t the young man’s fault; he was only trying to help. He took off his hat and ran his hand through his hair in frustration. “Sorry about that, I’m just… I can’t stand this place anymore.

-I know, it’s the same for me. I’m sure we’ll come up with something.” Atsushi’s voice was soothing and the red-head closed his eyes and rubbed his face with his hands. He felt the warmth of the weretiger appearing next to him and a gentle hand coming to rest on his shoulder. He leaned into the touch, his body pressing against the other’s. They stayed like this for some time, taking comfort into the each other, appreciating the warm tingles taking over their bodies.

Chuuya eventually registered the repetitive, clicking sound around them. He opened his eyes, only to see feminine legs, all clad in tights, their feet wrapped in fancy-looking heels, walking everywhere. There were hundreds, thousands of them, these legs without owners, just walking, the click clack of their heels ceaseless. The sound was barely there, but now that he had heard it he couldn’t ignore it anymore, just like the hand of a clock ticking the seconds away. He bent his knees up towards his chest and put his arms over them, hiding his face and ears to protect himself from the annoying sound, but without success: the click clack were omnipresent, unavoidable.

“-Atsushi, if you have an idea, you should let me know now, I think I’m gonna get crazy if I have to listen to those heels for another minute.

-I’m trying, Chuuya, I’m trying…” The tiger couldn’t help the little hint of panic slipping in his voice: his own ears were being assaulted by the sound too, and his mind didn’t seem to find a single viable plan. He jumped up on his feet, ready to start pacing to help his mind a little, but as he stood up completely, his whole body froze. Maybe he had found the solution after all.

“-Chuuya!” The other man looked up at him, confused by the sudden burst of the silver-haired man in front of him. “Do you ever have these moments when you’re asleep, and you feel like you’re falling and then BANG! you’re awake? I think that’s what we have to do!”

The Mafioso couldn’t help but smile at Atsushi’s behavior. He stood up as well facing the weretiger, trying to ignore the legs as much as he could.

“-What do you suggest then? We’ve been doing some falling befo-

-No, we were jumping. Now I’m talking about letting ourselves fall, without controlling what we’re doing.” The fire in his eyes was raging with determination, he knew he had found their way out, it had to be or he would just give up entirely.

“-Okay, I get it, I’ll try. Your idea has to work, otherwise…” He didn’t need to finish his sentence for Atsushi to understand what he meant: the Mafioso was at his limit too, this would be their last attempt before surrendering completely.

They both stood next to each other, shoulder to shoulder, Chuuya’s left hand tightly wrapped around Atsushi’s right one. They had their eyes closed, trying to ready themselves for what was coming. Atsushi’s voice rose, trembling a little:

“-Remember, you have to imagine yourself falling, as if you had jumped from the roof of a high building.” He let out a shaky sigh, his fingers tightening around Chuuya’s. “Okay… three… two… one… now.” The last words left his lips in a whisper.

They both went backward and felt the strange pull of gravity taking a hold of them; they hadn’t felt this sensation since they had first opened their eyes in this place. The wind was ruffling their hair, whistling in their ears. They opened their eyes again to see the city stretching under them; they were high in the sky, flying between the clouds. They locked eyes again, finding reassurance in the other’s gaze. This was it; there was nothing to stop their freefall now.

They fell for a couple minutes, gravity pulling them with all its mighty force. As the ground was approaching, Atsushi realized they were above the detective agency, quite far from the place he thought he had been before being taken away from the real world. The ground was approaching faster and faster, and panic was taking over them. They were about to crash on the building without being able to do anything, their abilities still refusing to activate. They grabbed each other’s arms firmly, trying to find a tiny thread of reassurance in the gesture. As the roof of the agency’s building came in their field of view, they screamed each other’s name, letting out all their fear before blacking out.

“-YAAAAAAAA!

-SHIIIIIIIIIII!”

Chuuya and Atsushi both woke up with a start, sitting on their beds in a panic. They breathed heavily, the air sweetly burning their lungs; they felt like they were reborn. A door opened and Dazai and Akutagawa came in, alerted by the screams they had just heard. Chuuya jumped out of his bed, ignoring the two men, and rushed to Atsushi, who only had time to sit on his bed before the red-head tackled him in a bone-breaking hug.

“-We’re alive, we’re ALIVE!” Hot tears of relief were running down his cheeks, falling down Atsushi’s neck. He could feel the tiger’s tears on his skin as well. Atsushi’s chest convulsed a few times before a laugh of pure happiness escaped his lips, his arms embracing the small Mafioso. They had made it out alive, they were back in the real world.

All their senses seemed enhanced, everything was overwhelming; the touch of the other’s body, their smell, the warmth of their skin, the softness of their hair; they could feel everything at the same time as if they had never felt anything before. They couldn’t let go of each other; they needed to feel these sensations now just as they needed to breathe air to live. However, the sound of someone clearing their throat brought them back to reality.

“-I’m sorry to interrupt this heartwarming reunion, but it seems like we have a visitor.” Dazai was standing at Atsushi’s bed, wicked smile on his face, his left hand holding a weirdly dressed man by the collar: Tsutsui. The man looked confused and lost, he was muttering under his breath:

“-I-I don’t understand, this was never supposed to happen. No one’s ever escaped before. How… how… How did that happen?” A never ending stream of questions was falling from the man’s mouth; he didn’t seem to register the world around him anymore.

Dazai and Akutagawa tried to interrogate him but the man wouldn’t say a thing, too busy trying to understand what had happened: he looked like he had lost his mind. Chuuya and Atsushi couldn’t leave each other’s side, still shaken up by what they’ve been through and by the return of their senses. The other detectives decided to give them some time alone to process the events they had just gone through, which the pair was thankful for. Eventually, government envoys came to retrieve Tsutsui. He was still in a dazed as military men forced him in an armored car, not taking in what was happening to him. The car slowly drove away; it was now time for the Detective Agency and Mafia’s joint investigation to end.

Chuuya and Atsushi were lying in one bed, in each other’s arms. They didn’t know how they ended up in this position but they didn’t really care: the warmth between them was calming, it seemed like it could melt all their bad memories away. A soft knock on the door shook them out of their sweet lethargy. Yosano entered and quickly closed the door behind her, apparently trying to prevent other people from coming in.

“-Hi, you two. I’m glad you made it back alive. Now… I’m sorry to tell you this, but you have to go back at being enemies. Red-head! Your grumpy friend’s waiting for you. Hurry up, I hate having him around!” Yosano’s authoritative tone made Chuuya jump up and off the bed. He walked passed her to the door and grabbed the handle. He took a last glance at Atsushi, their eyes meeting one last time. He would miss this magically colored gaze. He let out a sigh and opened the door, leaving with his head high. Akutagawa ran to him and took him out of the agency, back to the Port Mafia’s headquarters.

Atsushi stayed in bed for some time. He didn’t feel like doing anything, loneliness taking over him since Chuuya had left. He would sigh a lot, eyes fixed at the door. Eventually, Yosano passed her head from behind the wooden screen next to Atsushi’s bed.

“-Atsushi, would you stop sighing so much? You sound like a young girl whose fiancé has just left for the war. I’m sure you’ll see your red-head again!” At these words, Atsushi’s entire face turned red. He stuttered a little, hand waving in front of him.

“-I-I-I have n-no idea what you’re t-talking about!” He hid his face in the covers, hearing Yosano walking away with a chuckle. Deep down, he hoped she was right.

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Six chances to fail according to plan [fic]

Happy Valentine’s Day Yuri! ♥ ( @chuuyeetos ) I’m your Secret Valentine on the Discord Server and I hope you enjoy the fic I’ve written for you!!

Title: Six chances to fail according to plan Summary: It’s Valentine’s Day and every time Dazai is alone with Chuuya, someone interrupts them with something Dazai thinks of unnecessary. It takes him six tries until they are alone and he can ask Chuuya what he planned since morning.

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"Alone on Valentine's Day?", Dazai asked Chuuya who was sitting on a working laptop in the Port Mafia's empty canteen. It was still too early for lunch so no one was around here. "As expected from someone like you."

A sigh escaped Chuuya and he rolled his eyes while shaking his head slightly. "It's not like you have a date yourself, right?" He finished typing the sentence, he started before Dazai interrupted him and closed the device after saving the document. With Dazai around, it was impossible to concentrate on work and the report could take some delay. "So what?", he asked and let his hand hover over an envelope next to the laptop, not sure if he should put it away or not.

Dazai sat down on the table next to the closed laptop and his lips formed a smirk. "I was about to ask someone to be my Valentine for today."

For a moment, surprise lit up in Chuuya's eyes before he raised his eyebrow at his partner, ignoring the nervous skip of his heart. He hadn't expected that Dazai would place importance on commercial days like today but then again, he never knew what he had to expect with him anyway. "Oh yeah? Who is that lucky person you want to ask out?"

"Actually-" Dazai chuckled, looking around in the room like he was searching for the right words. "it's a pretty dumb person who wouldn't even get it if I asked directly."

Frowning now at Dazai, Chuuya wasn't sure what he should answer on that, putting the envelope back in his pocket. When he was honest, Chuuya couldn't take a guess on the person, Dazai wanted to ask out. Who would be so dense and not getting a direct question like this? "How complicated are you planning to ask them out?", Chuuya asked finally, taking a sip of his coke afterwards. Maybe more sugar helped to deal with this idiot.

"Oh, Chuuya, here you are."

Chuuya leaned back in the chair to have a look on who was interrupting them. "Ane-san!" His eyes lit up with happiness and he jumped up from his chair. "What can I do for you?"

Kouyou looked at Dazai, scanned him from head to toes before she spoke up to him: "Even as an executive member of the Port Mafia it is inappropriate to sit on the table, Dazai." After he jumped down with a simple 'I'm sorry.', Kouyou put her attention on Chuuya. She reached out to him and gave him a small purplish-red textile pouch with pink cherry blossoms on it. "It is some chocolate. I hope you can enjoy it."

Smiling at Kouyou, Chuuya thanked her for it with a brief hug and a simple but euphoric "Thank you!" It was the first chocolate he received today and that it was from Kouyou made him really happy. Though, he knew she wouldn't go all out and make it herself but he appreciated her gesture and that she thought of him as important enough to buy him something.

"You look way too happy about it, chibi," Dazai said to him after Kouyou had left them again because she had a meeting with Mori. He was playing with the textile package, Chuuya had received, his head supported on his other hand.

Chuuya took it before Dazai would open it and probably eat it without giving it another thought. "You're just jealous that I got something from Ane-san and you came away empty-handed!" He definitely wouldn't let his mood marred by Dazai.

Clicking his tongue. "As if." Dazai turned to leave Chuuya.

It wasn't a full hour later when Chuuya was walking through the Port Mafia halls to get rid of some time. There wasn't exactly much to do today so it was a little boring since he was already done with all the reports for the day.

"Chuuuya~"

Maybe he shouldn't have thought about it being boring because this always seemed to summon his loud partner. "What do you need now, shitty Dazai?"

Putting an arm around Chuuya, Dazai walked next to his partner. "Can't I just greet my partner without having a reason for it?", he asked and had the most innocent smile on his face while Chuuya just raised both eyebrows at him, not believing a single word he just heard. "Okay~ maybe I wanted to ask you something."

Not minding the arm around him, Chuuya just stopped and looked at Dazai, waiting for whatever question the other executive member would have. He guessed it would be something stupid about his next suicide attempt - maybe he found some Valentine's Day specific methods on the internet and wanted to clarify something.

"You know~," Dazai began and was looking around in the halls. It was empty, only a few open offices doors from where you could hear the typing sounds on keyboards or some phones ringing. "Do you want-"

Before he was able to finish his sentence, Hirotsu left one of the offices and approached them, waving at them. "Oh, Chuuya-san. I already looked for you but couldn't find you." The old man greeted Dazai with a short nod with his head and looked back at Chuuya. "I wanted to give you my gratitude for recommending me those wines a few days ago."

Chuuya put the arm of Dazai away while turning towards Hirotsu to face him while talking.

Dazai really wasn't in the mood to discuss some expensive alcohol that didn't even taste delicious.

Chuuya, on the other hand, beamed happily at Hirotsu. "Oh, I'm glad you liked them! I tried to find some in different price classes, so which one was the best for you?" The taller man rolled his eyes before he slipped away. Confused, Chuuya looked at Dazai. What crawled up his ass so suddenly? Though, he wasn't able to stop Dazai by calling him back because Hirotsu was giving him the answer to his question and distracted Chuuya for a while.

Two or three hours after lunch hour, Dazai tried to approach Chuuya again but before he could reach him, Kyouka was already by Chuuya's side and he decided to just let it be and watch the situation.

Kyouka was holding a small box behind her back and her fingers played with the red ribbon around it, her cheeks having a slightly red color - unusual for the little girl to be nervous around someone so openly.

"What can I do for you, Kyouka?", Chuuya asked her and patted her head softly with a smile on his lips. He saw that she was nervous around him and tried to ease it a little.

Pressing her lips into a thin line, Kyouka looked to her side before she looked directly at Chuuya with her blue eyes - more vivid than in most other situations. "It's Valentine's Day," she started to speak up, "So I made you some chocolates." With those words, she put the box behind her back in front of her and tried to hold eye contact with Chuuya.

Chuuya took the small black box with the red ribbon. He hadn't expected to get something from her, too.

"It-It's a thank you for always looking out for me. It was the first time I made chocolates by myself so I hope you'll like them!", she explained her situation and it was clearly visible on her face that she was relieved when Chuuya gave her a hug and another pat on her head.

"Thank you, I'm glad you thought about me!"

A shy smile appeared on the girls face and you could almost feel how happy she was that Chuuya had accepted her Valentine’s present. "Oh, did you already give him your present for Valentine's Day?", she asked and Chuuya shrugged his head.

"No, not yet. There wasn't the right time until now."

While Chuuya gave Kyouka the answer to her question, Dazai had approached them and gave Chuuya a soft clap on his butt, what made him jump closer to Kyouka and angrily turn around to Dazai. "What the hell?!"

"Don't mind me," Dazai said and looked at Chuuya with a smug smile on his face. "I just wanted to give chibi a push to ask their crush out!"

Before Chuuya could punch Dazai, Kyouka grabbed his sleeve and stared at him with her huge blue eyes. It made Chuuya sigh deeply. He patted Kyouka's head with his free hand and tried to smile at her. "Thank you, I'll ask them later."

A while later, both Dazai and Chuuya, left Mori's office together. He had summoned them for a quick mission update they will begin in three days. Chuuya looked up at Dazai who wasn't paying much attention to his surroundings. "So? Did you manage to ask your-" His heart clenched a little when he thought about the word he wanted to use. "crush if they want to be your Valentine?"

Humming, Dazai just shrugged his shoulders as an answer. "Who knows? Why do you want to know?" Like most of the time, his spoken answer was a counter question.

It was to be expected, Chuuya thought. As if he would just straight forward tell him when he asked. "Just curious and I wanted to pity the poor person having the honour of getting your attention."

"You could just-" But before he was able to form a full sentence, Higuchi had stopped right in front of them, out of nowhere and almost crashing into them with the speed she evinced. Breathlessly, she supported her arms on her knees and tried to catch some air.

Her hair was a mess and most of her hair wasn't in her hair bun. "Dazai-san-, Nakahara-san." The syllable of their names only came out in broken parts because she was still recovering from her long-run, her face slowly recovering from the redness. "Do you know where Akutagawa-senpai is?"

Chuuya and Dazai both looked at each other before they shook their head in synchronous. Now that Higuchi mentioned him, Chuuya hadn't seen him the whole day and as far as he knew he wasn't assigned to any mission for today either.

Higuchi bit on the nail of her thumb and seemed to think feverish about where to find Akutagawa. After a brief moment, she sighed and bowed slightly in front of the two executive members. "I'm sorry for disturbing you." She walked a few steps past them and turned around again: "Please enjoy your Valentine's Day together!" With a wide smile, she waved at them before she walking off to find Akutagawa.

Hearing her words made Chuuya blush slightly. "As if I would enjoy this day with this shitty mackerel!", he called at her but she only waved it off with her hand while speeding up her steps to find Akutagawa.

"Chuuya! Wait for me!" Dazai sped up his steps to catch up with Chuuya who stopped and turned around to him.

"What do you need now?", he asked his partner. "If you want to complain that you got dumped by your planned Valentine-" Dazai had caught up to Chuuya in the meanwhile. "then sorry. I've no time for that."

"I didn't get dumped, chibi~," Dazai said and both started to walk next to each other, "Actually, I wanted to ask you if-"

Though, they weren't even able to walk more than three meters together when someone ran in between them and hid behind Chuuya, grabbing his coat like he himself was a shield.

"Elise-chan!"

Now it was more than obvious who was hiding behind Chuuya without even turning around.

"Oh, Dazai-kun, Chuuya-kun." Mori greeted them with his typical smile. "I'm sorry to interrupt your togetherness on Valentine's Day again." Subtle like a child in a toy shop, Mori tried to look behind Chuuya to get a glimpse of Elise. "Come on, Elise-chan, don't let us interrupt them more."

"Actually-", Chuuya began but Dazai interrupted him by grabbing his arm and pulling him away from Elise to give Mori a full sight on the little girl. "What?" Confused Chuuya looked up at Dazai and frowned slightly.

"I wanted to show you something." Not waiting for any reaction of the others, Dazai pulled Chuuya along with him. Mori and Elise both looking at each other before they watched the scene of Chuuya stumbling behind Dazai's fast walking pace, insulting him the most creative way they ever heard.

The moment, they reached the door to leave the building, Chuuya got called again. For a split second, Dazai thought about not stopping and just walk outside, pulling Chuuya with him but Chuuya had stopped and with a strong movement also freed his wrist from Dazai's grip.

"Mi- Tachihara, what can I do for you?", Chuuya asked and smiled at him. Nervously, Tachihara looked around and wasn't able to look directly at Chuuya, Dazai rolling his eyes standing behind Chuuya. "I wanted to ask if you have a spare minute?"

"No, he doesn't," Dazai hissed with a death glare at Tachihara what made both him and Chuuya flinch.

"What? Of course I-"

"No." Dazai grabbed his hand and intertwined their fingers, his eyes about to kill Tachihara on spot. "Did you already forget that I wanted to show you something?"

Chuuya's reaction to their intertwined fingers was more than obvious with his red cheeks and his three tries to form a sentence towards Dazai before he turned towards Tachihara and apologized. "Sorry, we can talk later, okay?"

Tachihara only nodded, still feeling Dazai's death glare on him.

When they left the building, it was already pitch black outside and the cold wind danced around them. "So what do you want to show me now?", Chuuya asked him, still feeling the heat in his face from their joined hands. They walked a few more meters, leaving footprints in the freshly fallen snow behind them before Chuuya asked again. "Dazai?"

Dazai stopped underneath a lighted street lamp. No one else was around them and the streets around them were empty too. "You were about to call him by his given name."

The statement confused Chuuya. "Who?" What was he talking about now and why the hell did he stop in the middle of nowhere?

"Tachihara."

The dry answer made Chuuya look away. So Dazai had noticed how he corrected himself. "Yeah, but it has nothing to do with you anyway therefore what's your problem with it?" He didn't want to hear any lectures about him getting too familiar with his subordinates and he didn't want to hear any other stupid comment Dazai may have upon his sleeve.

Not looking at Chuuya, Dazai seemed to search an answer elsewhere in their environment. "Why-" He bit on his bottom lip and chewed on it, having Chuuya's confused eyes on him. "Why did you never try to call me by my name?"

Taken aback by this, Chuuya's eyes widened and within a second he had turned away from Dazai, freeing his hand with the same movement. His heart skipped a few beats in his rib cage before speeding up to the double, the blood rushing up in his face. "What-What the hell?"

Dazai took a deep breath. "I always call you Chuuya but you never called me-" Turning around back to face Dazai, he pressed his hand against his mouth. "Stop that!", he shouted. "It's fucking embarrassing okay?" His heartbeat still worked against him and he tried to calm down by taking a few deep breaths. "I don't know why it's so hard but just calling you- just thinking about calling you-" Chuuya bit on his bottom lip, looking down on his in snow-covered boots. His hand sank down next to his body and he played with the hem of his jacket.

"Can you look at me, Chuuya?"

Chuuya shook his head and felt like a little child not wanting to eat his vegetables.

Dazai stepped a little closer and intertwined their fingers again. "I can't show you what I wanted to show you," Dazai said and took another step closer.

With his face still red, Chuuya looked up and before he even realized it, his face was cupped by Dazai's hand and his whole body prickled warm when he felt the other man's lips on his own.

It was only a fleeting moment before Dazai pulled away, his hands slowly slipping away from Chuuya's face. "I love you, Chuuya." He took a step back and smiled at Chuuya. "That's all I wanted to tell you and it's up to you if you believe me or not."

Two things were obvious on Chuuya's face right now. First was his embarrassment about the direct confession towards him. The second thing was how his brain worked for an answer but all Chuuya got was a total blackout. "What do you mean?"

"See?", Dazai tried to avoid direct eye contact with Chuuya. "I already said you this morning that the person I want to ask out is too dumb to understand it even if I say it directly to them."

Chuuya could feel how the anger slowly crept up in his body. He wasn't mad at Dazai for what he said, more on how he expected him to read his barely spread hints again. "How am I supposed to believe that?!" Chuuya made a counter question. "All you do is teasing me!"

Brushing a hand through his brown locks, Dazai sighed. "Because that's the only time I get your full attention."

"That's not-"

"Just look back at today's day," Dazai said, interrupting Chuuya. "I was around you on so many occasions but as soon as someone else entered our space, you turned away."

Chuuya was about to deny it but Dazai was right. "I-" He was at a total loss for words and his hands began to sweat while his heart still jumped like crazy. "Then you probably don't take this as an answer?" Chuuya searched in his pocket for the small envelope and the plastic bag to give it to Dazai, shoving it against his chest with maybe a little too much power. "Now it comes off like it's a sorry present but actually I wanted to give it to you the whole day."

After Dazai held them with a questionable look, Chuuya added: "The cookies are bought and the tickets for a movie today may seem- I don't know? Boring? But that's what you need to put up with loving me because that's everything I can come up and I know you're probably used to more than that as presents but then again, I wasn't sure what to get for you because you could buy everything yourself anyway and-."

The flood of words out of Chuuya's mouth only stopped, when Dazai kissed him again.

This time it was more confident and when he felt Chuuya relaxing, he parted his lips slightly. Chuuya's hand clung onto Dazai's shirt and he supported his body against his chest when he tiptoed to get even closer to Dazai.

"For fuck's sake! It's your fault that we missed the movie!"

"Oh yeah? Who was the one not letting go of my lips, huh?"

#secret valentine event #bungou stray dogs #soukoku #soukoku fic #bsd fic #chuuya nakahara #osamu dazai #bsd elise #ougai mori #kouyou ozaki #kyouka izumi #ichiyou higuchi #michizou tachihara #ryuurou hirotsu

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leio13 · 6 years

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I was Tagged!!! Thrice!!! (Holy Cow...)

I’m back with 33 more questions to answer! I was gonna make a joke last time about it being the ultimate get-to-know-me post, but I guess not. Good thing I held off on that joke, huh.

1. Post the rules

2. Answer the questions given to you by the tagger

3. Write 11 questions of your own

4. And tag 11 people

First, I was tagged by the lovely @missmizpah! Thanks, Emily!

1. Opinion on nuts?

Nuts are alright. Honey nut roasted peanuts though are more than alright. They are some good stuff.

2. Favorite book genre?

Hmm... I don’t really have a favorite genre. I’m really picky about books and a lot of other things honestly but my pickiness applies to all genres. I just like books with complex characters really.

3. Worst injury/illness?

I don’t actually get seriously injured that often; however, there was this one time I dropped my metal water bottle on my thumb. It hurt like hell and there was some blood under the nail. No big deal, right? That’s what I thought too. And I don’t really remember the transition that well, but in a few days, the area under my thumb nail was a navy blue and swelling out under the nail. a lot. It was probably one of the grossest things I’ve seen. good thing my mom took before and after pictures before they drained it. Don’t worry though. I won’t be posting those here.

4. What attracts you to someone platonically?

Er... kindness, loyalty, respect, AKA the really cliche stuff, and uh, chivalry, I guess. Treat me like a princess (for some reason) and you’re halfway there!

5. What was the last dream you had?

I had an interesting dream about Ouma from NDRv3. I went to his house which was more of a shack since his single parent family was super poor. His dad said that Ouma was actually a good boy (I have doubts). Ouma owned a crap ton of rainbow shark plushies (he really liked sharks apparently), and some bad dudes who were pissed at Ouma chased us back to the school (which was apparently a safe place that we wanted to be at). I skipped some details, but that was basically it. Also, keep in mind that I’ve only seen up to the death of chapter 2 (haven’t even started the investigation yet), so I kind of just made these details up in my dream and don’t spoil me. Orz.

6. Are you someone who eats cough drops like candy?

I haven’t had cough drops since I was in eighth grade and thought was I was having an asthma attack and my inhaler wasn’t working. In hindsight, it was a panic attack, but I recall the cough drop working a bit strangely enough. Anyway, I don’t really eat cough drops, no.

7. Native language?

English.

8. What size shoes do you wear?

Size 8 apparently. I think some of my shoes are a 7 1/2 though.

9. What is your current hair length?

Around my shoulders.

10. One habit you’re sure is specific to you?

I don’t know if I have any habits that are specific to me. um... I don’t really like the part of the utensil which you stick in your mouth touching anything besides me, my plate, or a napkin, so I tend to hold utensils in my mouth (knives excluded, duh because they don’t go in your mouth). It’s kind of a habit now, I guess. Does that count?

11. How far would you swim out into the ocean?

Negative feet. I’m not going in the ocean. There are things in there that I want nothing to do with such as seaweed, angry crabs that I could accidentally step on, sharp rocks or shells, sharks, jellyfish, etc.

Next, @excitable-nugget‘s questions! Thanks a bunch, Gnugs!

1. If you could have one sense enhanced, what would it be?

Definitely not taste. Tastes are wonderful (or some of them at least), but I’m already picky as it is, so I don’t really want more tastes to discriminate against. Touch probably wouldn’t be such a good idea either since I get startled easily and tongue (one picky dude, I tell you) is actually pretty sensitive to food textures too. Smell wouldn’t be bad except sometimes when I’m sick, everything smells like vomit, so I don’t really want to risk that being enhanced. Overall, I’m gonna go with sight (yes, I did skip hearing. I didn’t have much to say about it). Better vision in the dark could be pretty lit. Might also help ease some of my night paranoia. 2. Can you link your hands behind your back with one over the shoulder and one under? (like this)

One way. I can do it with my right hand reaching over. Kind of freaked me out though. I wasn’t ready for my hands to meet like that even if it was the goal. 3. Favourite colour to wear, or your favourite colour in general?

Favorite color to wear? Black. I just own a lot of black. Favorite color in general? Orange. 4. What was your internet pseudonym when you were 12-14?

It was Leio13. I’ve been Leio13 for as long as I’ve been on the internet. 5. What’s your favourite meat-based dish? If you don’t eat meat, what’s your favourite dish in general?

My favorite meat dish is steak. It’s just sooooo good. 6. Would you rather be known as wise or strong?

Probably wise. I used to think I was super smart as a kid, but now I feel pretty average and/or stupid/incompetent, so it would be nice for that feeling to come back. 7. What’s your favourite physical feature about yourself?

Probably my hair even if it knots excessively when no one wants it to. 8. Would you rather explore the ocean depths or space?

The ocean is such a vibrant, beautiful place! I love underwater images and would love to see it in person, but it would have to be in a submarine or something because I’m not going out there with only a wet suit protecting my flesh. 9. What’s your favourite snack food?

This is hard... I eat so many snacks. Hmm... I’m feeling ritz bitz. 10. If you could make one thing from fiction (e.g. a character, a place, a food, a machine) real, what would it be?

I don’t really have any deep answers here, but I think Odasaku (as he is in Bungou Stray Dogs) and his orphans being real would be really sweet. They’d be such a cute family. #familygoals 11. Is Australia real or just a conspiracy?

Australia? don’t know her.

Finally, I was tagged by the wonderful @chom-raaa! Thanks, Chomra!

1. Heroes gone bad or villains becoming good?

How could I choose???? They’re both so fantastic!! Wonderful character development opportunities abound with both!! ...that being said, while I appreciate the psychology of both of them, I tend to side with the good guys, so if all you wonderful villains could join the side I support, I guess that would be better.

2. Did you ever get in trouble in school? When was the last time and what was it about?

er... I don’t think so. No wait. One time, we were playing a game in class but my friend and I got out, so we were chatting on the sidelines even though we were supposed to be paying attention to those still playing (this was an ice breaker game). Anyway, the teacher said something about being quiet, and my dense self took it as “you can continue talking but quietly,” so I did. The teacher had to yell again for it to click with me. This was in like 5th grade, but I’m still disappointed in that me. I wasn’t that dense normally in fifth grade.

3. Hot drinks or cold drinks?

cold drinks.

4. Any siblings? Older/younger? Would you have it any other way?

I’ve got two amazing siblings, both older than me! I don’t really think I would want it any other way. I’m content with what I have now.

5. You most prized possession?

My technology and anime merch maybe?

6. What’s a fandom trope that makes you uncomfortable?

hoo boy. Where to begin??? I hate slave AUs (can’t really understand why you would like them). As you probably already know, I dislike smut, so the appeal of A/B/O universes is beyond me entirely. er... sexualizing characters? calling out the soukoku fandom: Chuuya always seems to be the more sexy one who other dudes and Dazai are always eyeing and lusting after. Like, can we appreciate the guy for more than his looks and impeccable fashion taste?? uh... also, Fyodor being depicted as some dude who is dead set on destroying soukoku (usually by the means of torturing Chuuya in some way to hurt Dazai which by the way is just... no.). I’m pretty sure Fyodor has better things to do??? Like kill all ability users?? Er, sorry. Not sure if you wanted specific fandom tropes or not, but uh, yeah.

7. What do find attractive in a fictional character?

BLAZERS!!

If you meant personality wise, I like passionate, kind characters, and also the mysterious, probably misunderstood type.

8. If could bring a character back to life but sacrifice another character in return (major-ish characters for those fandoms with a big cast), who would you choose?

Bringing back Odasaku, sending Fyodor to hell where he belongs. Of course, I wouldn’t actually because as much as I cry over the events of the dark era, I know that these things needed to happen for Dazai to end up where he is currently.

You know what? Better idea: still bringing back Odasaku but killing Lovecraft. The dude should’ve died after Chuuya destroyed him. I’m still bitter about his survival even if his parting scene was hilarious.

9. Long fics or short fics? In terms of both reading and writing?

I’m typically hesitant to read long fics because I have difficulty keeping up or finishing things. I bet there are a plethora of interesting long fics out there that I haven’t clicked on because I fear my motivation might die before I finish them. Likewise, it takes me centuries to write long fics, but I do really admire the art! Creating a complex story that spans over chapters is an epic feat that should not be underestimated. That being said, I do love short fics too! Short fics that still fill me with intense emotions are an equally epic thing. Like, how do you get so many feels in so little words???

10. Are you content with who you are?

haha nah. There are a lot of things about me that I wish were better. For one, i wish my motivation actually existed. I’m so unmotivated to do anything, even the littlest of things. Even things that I know would be fun. I just can’t convince myself to do them... Orz. Er... There are more things, but I don’t want to make this super sad. You came here for memes, not angst! Maybe not, but anyway...

11. What is holding you back from getting what you want?

I don’t know what this thing I want is referring to, but I’d bet 5000 imaginary monies that its my motivation or anxiety that’s interfering.

Thanks for the wonderful questions, y’all! <3

Now, it’s my turn!

er... actually, I’m not feeling any creative question vibes, so if I tag you, please refer to the questions of the last time did this meme (psst! over here!). Without further ado, I’m tagging @haruki-00, @dusttodawnn, @melrw22, @bandaged-chessmaster, @ai-san-arts, @4nimenut, @96percentdone, @monokumamastermind, @sadtiredbaby, @wymoup-nox, and @yesterdayohhowimissit! As usual, only do it if you want, and do it if you want but you weren’t tagged.

#I was tagged!#sorry for that negativity at the end #orz #I had things to say in the tags but I have them no longer it would seem #I forgot #what's new?

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saborukun · 7 years

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Gakuen Bungou Stray Dogs 2017 Character Profile and Q&A

i’m so excited for this new anime! the visuals look great and i can’t wait uwu

(i’m not an active part of bungou fandom, but i saw this on twitter and i decided to try my hand at it! also can someone please let this grandma know how to put this all under a read more, that would be much appreciated)

Our spring is still young and a little painful! The return of Bungou Seishun Graffitti!

Nakajima Atsushi A very normal high school student except for the fact that his white hair stands out. He became a member of the Armed School Council (as an assistant) due to certain reasons and helps solve fights at school. According to Dazai, he’s “a man of love and justice”.

Dazai Osamu A mysterious young man who’s tall and has disheveled hair. He’s the secretary of the Armed Student Council, but never does any paperwork. His hobby is committing suicide. Because he keeps going in and out of the hospital, his real age is unknown.

Oda Sakunosuke A student teacher who was assigned to the school. It seems like he’s acquainted with Dazai, but the details are a mystery. His usual breakfast is Canadian bacon and scrambled eggs. His favorite food is mixed curry.

Akutagawa Ryuunosuke Known as “Prince of the Infirmary”. He wears a frilly piece of cloth around his neck, but even he doesn’t know what it’s called. Since he coughs often, he’s frequently in the infirmary.

Nakahara Chuuya A delinquent transfer student who wears a black hat and knows about Dazai’s past. His hat was confiscated on the first day of his transfer because it was against the school’s dress code. Short.

Sakaguchi Ango A prefect who’s trademark is his glasses. He doubts if Atsushi’s white hair is natural. Known as “Professor[-like] Glasses”.

Question 1 - Please introduce yourself.

Atsushi: My name is Nakajima Atsushi. Other than the fact that my white hair stands out, I’m just another normal high schooler. I became a member of the Armed Student Council because of certain reasons. My favorite food is chazuke! Being alive is such a wonderful thing. It’s another new day after you sleep and wake up, and you get to eat!

... Um, my hair is actually natural?

Dazai: Introduce myself? A self introduction... what do you want to know about me? My name? It’s Dazai Osamu. I’m the secretary of the Armed Student Council, though paperwork is rather annoying. I spend my days looking for good ways to commit suicide. Since I’m always in and out of the hospital, I’ve had to repeat the school year for a number of times...

Hmm? What is it? So... you’re curious about my age. I’ll leave that to your imagination.

Akutagawa: I am Akutagawa. I am a mere high school student who learns at school and lives on the streets. I suffer from a respiratorial disease, so I unwittingly spend half of my time at the school infirmary. I know more about the arrangement of the medicine cabinet than the school nurse. I am greatly troubled by the fact that someone has started calling me by the nickname “Prince of the Infirmary”. I would like to ruthlessly get rid of useless hindrances and people who create needless havoc, but at this point in time there are no such people for me to get rid of at school.

... That frilly thing on my lapel? I know not of it’s name.

Chuuya: Aa? Why the hell do I have to introduce myself. It’s damn annoying.

... Ugh! Fine! I just gotta do it, right?! I’m Nakahara Chuuya. It pains me to say this, but I have something like an unfortunate acquintance with that asshole Dazai. That hat that I like... is at home right now. Like hell I’m letting the school confiscate it because it goes against the dress code!

My height...? If you treasure your life then you sure as hell better not say any more than that.

Ango: I’m Sakaguchi Ango from Class 3B. My height is 178cm, and my weight is 62kg. I am currently appointed as a school prefect. It seems like the recent transfer student has a very striking hair color. He claims that it’s natural, but whether or not that’s true...

Pardon me? ... Wait, this is a mole. It’s not dirt.

Odasaku: A self-introduction? My name’s Oda Sakunosuke. My friends call me Odasaku. I’ve been assigned to this school as a student teacher, and I teach Literature. I don’t think it’s anything particularly worth mentioning... Is this enough [for a self-introduction]? Ah right, I eat curry rice three times a week. It’s not that I like it specifically, it’s just a habit of mine. The curry rice that I eat has vegtables that would melt in your mouth and beef tendon that’s been stir-fried with garlic. It tastes light. I cook that with an excellent blend of spices, then mix it all up with a lot of rice. I eat it with eggs and sauce.

... Hmm? Dazai? Dazai is...

Aa, sorry looks like it’s time for the staff meeting. We’ll talk more about that later.

Question 2 - Tell us your favorite class.

Atsushi: My best subject is Physical Education! Today we had a joint-PE class with Dazai-san and the others, but Akutagawa had to leave for the infirmary in the middle, and Nakahara-san picked a fight with Dazai-san, then Dazai-san disappeared all of a sudden... It’s a pity it didn’t seem like a Physical Education class anymore. It’d be great if I could do sports properly next time...

My favorite subject is probably Literature. I don’t really understand some of the more difficult things, but I’m happy that I get to read a lot of books!

Dazai: I don’t particularly like class. I already know these things without having to be taught, so why do I have to go out of my way to be locked up in a small room just for that. It’s not even a good way to kill time. Especially Physical Education, since it’s still so cold during this time of the year that I’d rather sleep in the infirmary. But Akutagawa-kun’s there in the infirmary... and Yosano-sensei would find out that I’m skipping class. Kunikida-kun would start nagging at me too.

But during joint-PE class today I passed by Odasaku. That wasn’t bad.

Akutagawa: Due to the fact that I spend half of the school year in the infirmary, I lack enough information to form a proper opinion of my likes and dislikes of the classes. In general, I don’t dislike any of the classes. Though I’m rather stumped over the calculation of definite integrals [in mathematics], I’m satisfied with the classes overall.

I would like to join swimming classes once.

Chuuya: ... Class? Not interested. It’s just that I can’t stand to be worse than that asshole Dazai. Even though that jerk’s literally just a bandage attachment, his brains piss me off...

That’s why it’s not a matter of liking or disliking it. This is a showdown between me and Dazai. And if it’s a fight then there’s no way I’m falling behind. That’s all there is to it.

Ango: I don’t really understand the point of this question. To like or dislike it, I’ve never thought of class from that point of view. It’s because class is something you’re always supposed to attend. It’d be troublesome to constantly skip class the way Dazai does. Ah yes... to be good or bad at it, if it’s from that perspective then I understand. Anyone would have a tendency to score well or score badly in particular subjects.

Naturally I don’t have any subjects that I’m bad at.

Odasaku: My favorite class? I’ve never thought about it. I don’t decide to do things based on whether I like something or not. For most things in general at least. I’m a teacher, and since teaching is a job where it’s required for me to conduct classes, then that applies even more. If we’re just talking about likes and dislikes, then I don’t dislike my job as a teacher. Though I don’t look like it.

Speaking of, I passed by Dazai on campus today. It seemed like he’s actually attending class for once, though I wonder how long he intends on staying a high schooler.

Question 3 - Please tell us what you had for dinner tonight.

Atsushi: I had chicken chazuke today! Umeboshi topped with shredded nori, and also yesterday’s leftover chicken. When you take a bite of that together with hot soup and the little strips of konbu floating on top... that’s the best! Every day I get to eat, go to school, and work for the Armed Student Council even though it’s a little tough. I’ll work hard tomorrow as well!

Ah... um, I really have to go talk to Sakaguchi-san... He probably won’t believe me even if I tell him that my hair’s natural. I’ll go ask Dazai-san for advice...

Dazai: Hm.... How annoying. If Odasaku’s there then I’ll have to properly go to school, so I might as well go to sleep. But I’m hungry... But since we had Physical Education today I’m exhausted... And I hate having to boil water. I want my food to come to me...

Hey fooooood -- cooooooome --

Akutagawa: Western-style food. I designed a menu that considers nuitritional value and prioritizes nourishment to the respiratorial system. However, as I do not have a large appetite, I do not consume very much.

I hate mikans, but I occasionally crave some after meals.

Chuuya: Boiled spinach with mitsuba and miso soup. The ingredients [for the miso soup] are tofu and green onion. And grilled fish. And rice. Then I might as well make the side dishes for tomorrow’s bento. That fucking Dazai always steals from my bento...

I’ll definitely make him cry tomorrow.

Ango: Since I have to prepare the paperwork that’s due for submission, I don’t really have time to cook. When this happens I eat energy bars that I bought from the drugstore with other nuitritional suppliments...

Haa... I’d like to have a warm meal.

Also, Nakajima Atsushi-kun. Let’s have a proper talk tomorrow.

Odasaku: I was gonna go with curry but I’ve already had that yesterday. I made nikujaga today. I was thinking about things while making it so I made a bit too much. There are a lot of things to think about in this world, and whatever you think about wouldn’t necessarily come to a good conclusion. Since it can’t be helped, I brought the extras to Dazai’s place. He probably thought that preparing a meal was too troublesome and was rolling around on his bed anyway. Dazai’s been living next door for a while now. Hopefully he found the food before it got cold.

I’ll see you tomorrow then. Don’t be late because you stayed up all night.

if you thought akutagawa’s answers sound weird, it was deliberate because he is literally an old man and hey, it’s april fool’s. hope y’all enjoyed this and lmk if i messed up anything o/

#bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs #translation #nakajima atsushi #dazai osamu #akutagawa ryuunosuke #nakahara chuuya #sakaguchi ango #oda sakunosuke #wow it's like 8am this is the power of procrastination #hi i haven't translated anything in a long while but here i am #akutagawa sounds like someone straight from the last century but in a a chuunibyou teenager's body #i knew that intellectually but wow how do you translate that pretentious old man-ness in english #also dazai pls #chuuya pls #odasaku is such a philosopher he sounds stoned all the time and i am so sorry

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DEATH CITY DAYS CHAPTER 61

we get a peak into yana’s past, Q gets a crush, and the cavalry battle takes place!

Touma: *smiles* "Excellent. I'll need you to watch her house for a bit..." -elsewhere- Aizawa: "I brought medicine." -elsewhere- Patty: *giggling* liz: hmm? Patty: "I found old photos..." liz: oh? *takes a peek* *Tinier Yumi with tiny Kid* liz: oh my gosh, *chuckles* Patty: "Look at Kiddo in the bathtub!" liz: ^^ Kid: "What are you two looking--" o\\\\\\o liz: *snickering* Kid: *grabs the book, shutting it* "N-Not funny! It's just me as a baby..." stocking: cute~ Kid: =\\\\= -elsewhere- Chuuya: "You were a good girl today?" sonia: *nods* Chuuya: *smiles* "Then pick whichever flavor you want." -elsewhere- Relan: *washing dishes* "Just about done here." iris: ^^ Takehisa: "--and then my commander told us, 'Well, I guess that's one less Christmas present to buy this year.'" tamaki: Q_Q;;; Arthur: "...Was it going to be a good Christmas gift--" -elsewhere- Anya: *sighs* tsugumi: whats up? Anya: "What to do after the Festival? I mean, I'm not competing." -elsewhere- Medusa: *lies back* "Finally, some quiet..." -scratch scratch scratch- Medusa: "???" *looks around* pandora: dear boy, you've scratched so much that your fingernails are falling off... Mad!Kid: "I'm not through...Few more layers..." pandora: .... *glances at what he is scratching at* Mad!Kid: *small grunt* pandora:.... Mad!Kid: "I-I feel better like this...I-I just want to be back with her..." -...- Medusa: *covers her ears* -___- -elsewhere- Lucy: "Okay, now are you feeling better?" atsushi: yeah. Lucy: "Good." *pats his head* atsushi:.... =///= *purrs* Lucy: "..." *lets him rest his head on her lap* atsushi: *tail twitching* Lucy: "???" *looks* atsushi: =//////= ... o/////o um.... Lucy: "...What is...that?" atsushi:....my tail? Lucy: "...Sorry. Still surprised...I mean, it's got to be uncomfortable when you're clothes aren't designed for it..." .\\\. atsushi: i havent had a problem with it. Lucy: "...That's good...And the...cat ears?" *rubs a finger lightly around one of his ears* atsushi: >///< a-also normal. Lucy: *smiles* "Tickles?" atsushi: s-sure... 7/////7 Lucy: "Okay..." *strokes his back* atsushi: =///////= Lucy: "...Is this okay?" atsushi: *nods* Lucy: "...I...really like you." atsushi: i really like you too, lucy. ^////^ Lucy: ^\\\^ *pats his lower back* atsushi: o////o !!!! >/////< *smooch* Lucy: o\\\\o "..." -\\\\- "Mmm..." *smooch* atsushi: =//////= *his tail makes a heart shape* Lucy: "Oh my gosh...That's adorable." *smooch* atsushi: u/////u *smooch* -elsewhere- Akutagawa: *tossing in bed* -...- rashomon: ?? Akutagawa: *muttering in his sleep* "N-No...I'm not like you... rashomon:....*pulls the covers up over him and pats his head* Akutagawa: =___= *sleeps more soundly* -elsewhere- Poe: "Zz..." ???: we meet again... Poe: "Hmm..." -you're in a dark room, with moonlight shining through a single window, and a desk. leaning against the desk....is you?- ???: tell me, how have you fucked up this time~? hmm~? Poe: "Wh-What? I-I haven't. And how dare you use such coarse language!" ???: ufufufu~ oh dont lie to yourself, you know you've done _something_ to mess up~ *he grins maliciously* Poe: Q____Q "...Wh-What?" -the other poe has vanished, and a staticy black cat with a missing eye is left in its place- cat: you can tell me....i am part of you after all. -elsewhere- zoey: ahhh~ FD: *bites her lower lip lightly* zoey: mn~<3 FD: *he tugs on her lip--as his fingers tug the collar of her shirt* zoey: *soft sigh* *RIP* zoey: ah! FD: *bites deeper on her lip, forming blood, holding her ripped shirt in his hands* zoey: m-master~ FD: *runs his tongue over the newly formed cut, licking up her blood...his hands are ripping her shirt into strips of cloth* zoey: ah~ *panting* FD: *practically sucking the air from her mouth, as his fingers tie the strips of cloth along her wrists and neck...* zoey: nng~<3 FD: *pulls back, gasping...looks at her* "...Take the rest off." zoey: *sliding her dress and tights off* FD: *takes her tights in his hand...inhales* "...Your scent is all over these..." *his hand is along his member, rubbing through his pants* zoey: *panting* ahh.... FD: *tosses her tights aside--puts an arm around her lower back, drawing her to him, grabs her by her hair, tugging it back so he can reach her neck* zoey: *moaning* FD: *bites into her collarbone* keek: Q_Q *hiding under her covers* Hawthorne: *clutching his cross, praying silently* yana: *turning her music up* FD: *his hands are now at her waist, his tongue in her mouth, tasting her...* zoey: *moaning* m-master~ FD: *his fingers slide to her thigh* "Do you want me to keep going?" zoey: p-please master, i need it so badly~ FD: "I need you..." *turns her around, grabs her by the head--and shoves her head onto the bed* zoey: ah~<3 FD: *holds her head down onto the bed...his hand slides down her back to her bottom--which he slaps* zoey: ah~ s-so good~! FD: *his pants and boxers are down...* "You sinner..." *grabs her by the cloth tied around her neck, tugging on her--as he thrusts himself into her* zoey: *choking and moaning* m-ma-ah~ FD: *thrusts into her again, his other hand digging his nails into her hip* zoey: *panting, clawing into the mattress* FD: *thrusts into her, pushing her further up the bed, her feet dangling over the floor* zoey: ah~ FD: "Do you want something?" zoey: p-please punish me master! i-i want to be a dirty little sinner for you! FD: "Good..." *his thrusts increase, slamming into her, the bedsheets lifting up as he pushes her further and further* zoey: *moaning as her eyes are practically rolling to the back of her head* ah! fuck~ p-please god, fuck me! FD: *one last tug on the collar strap...he lets out a grunt as he ejaculates into her* zoey: *squeezing around him as she screams* FD: "ahhh…." *spills out of her...* keek: TT~TT *covering her ears* Hawthorne: "Our Lord in Heaven, forgive me for my sins..." zoey: *panting, twitching* FD: *pants slightly* "...Did you enjoy your punishment?" zoey: y-yes.....*looking up at him, a hazed look in her eyes* FD: "...Let's let you get some sleep..." *lays her down in bed...and starts tying the cloths on her wrists to the bed...and ties more to her ankles and the bed* zoey: ah~ FD: *lays down beside her* "Anything more you need?" *rests his hand along her belly* -elsewhere- Benimaru: "..." *shakes slightly* kirei: .....*holding him* .... Benimaru: "..." *rests against her* "Insane." kirei: *rubs his shoulders* Benimaru: =\\\= "Th-Thank you..." -elsewhere- Vulcan: *puts on the helmet...assumes tackle pose in front of a mannequin with Giovanni drawn onto it* "Okay...Time me." maki: *starts the timer* Vulcan: *presses a button on the suit, causing the flames to shoot along his forehead, propelling him at the mannequin--and past it* Vulcan: O____O;;; "WATCH OUT!" -BOOOOOM- maki: oh shit. person: MY VAN! Vulcan: *slumped over the burnt wreckage of the van* "..." -elsewhere- Dazai: *collapsed on couch* *snores* -...- {Dazai: "...It's not fair."} {odasaku: hmm?} {Dazai: *holds up library catalog* "I can't find that book!"} {odasaku: hmm?} {Dazai: "You keep going on and on about that series--so I wanted to read at least part of it. Maybe skip to the second in the series--"} {odasaku: ah. well, the 3rd volume isnt that easy to come by.} {Dazai: *pout* "That sucks. Probably expensive."} {odasaku:...i've read the 3rd volume, even though the writer said it was awful.} {Dazai: *shiny eyes* "Really?!"} {odasaku: *he nods*} {Dazai: "Tell me about it. Please!"} {odasaku: the book or meeting the writer?} {Dazai: "Meeting him!"} {odasaku: ah.....it was along time ago, actually....} Dazai: *snore...then falls off the couch* *THUMP* -elsewhere- Izuku: "Dishes are done, Mom!" *sets last one into the cupboard* -elsewhere- Kid: *small whimper* stocking: *hug*... Kid: "M-Mother..." stocking: ......*hums a lullaby* Kid: *shudders...whimpers...calms down a bit...holds onto Stocking* stocking: *rubbing his back* Kid: *sighs...sniffs...closes his eyes...* "Zzz..." stocking:....*angel wings shield him as she holds him close* Kid: *he looks to be resting more comfortably...breathes calmly* -elsewhere, on a roof- yana: ..... *watching a plane fly over* ..... {-a naked yana, having just come out of the incubator, is laying on the ground. she looks up at the figure above her-} {???: "Get up."} {yana:......??} {???: "I said get up."} {yana: *struggling to stand, but slips onto the floor* *wince* .... } {FD: *sighs, offers his hand*} {yana: .... ?? *she lookes up, confused* } {FD: "Hold it. Like this." *reaches for her hand, putting his fingers around it*} {yana: .... *grab* ?? *head tilt* ??? } {FD: *starts to pull her up*} {yana: *standing* ....... } {???: poor girl, she must be freezing.... *hands her a coat to cover up with*} {yana:....???} {FD: "Thank you." *looks at Yana* "It is good to stay warm. Remember that."} {yana: ........ *she points to him, confused* ???} {FD: "...You may call me Fyodor."} {yana:.....*nods, seeming to understand*} {???: and your name?} {yana:.......????} {????: i dont think she has a name, she was just born...ish...?} {FD: "...Then let's give her one."} {yana: ?? *pointing to herself*} {FD: "You...You...Hmm...How about..."} yana: ...... *sigh* (thinking: just how long ago was that now? i honestly lost track) *looking at the sights below* *There are two women walking together, a father pushing the stroller with his child inside...* yana: ..... *heading back over to the stairs leading back down to the ground* (thinking: cant help but wonder....where the other 7/8ths of me comes from...does it even matter at this point?) ???: "Hey there!" yana: hmm? *shaft head tilts to look back* Anya: "What are you doing out this late?" yana: *shrugs* well, nice weather out, so i thought i'd get a lil fresh air before heading home for the day. Anya: "Ah...Your family was okay with you heading out?" yana: *nods* i was just about to head to the quik-e-mart to picks some stuff up too. Anya: "...I should buy some snacks there as well." yana: cool, cool. -elsewhere- Assi: *locked outside of the house...in a towel* Q~Q -elsewhere- tsubaki: im home! Shamrock: *has tea set out* "Welcome." lavender: welcome back! tsubaki: ^^ Sakuya: "How did your day go?" tsubaki: it went well. naho: hmm? is belbel still at his girlfriend's place? otogiri: yes. Shamrock: *nods* -elsewhere- lana: im home! *Silence* lana:...dad? Mr Shephard: *asleep on the couch* lana:....*sighs and puts the blanket over him* *There's a note on the table in her father's handwriting* lana: *checks the note* note: "Sweetie-- That boy Edgar called. He sounded upset. And there was a postcard for you on the bureau. -- <3 Dad" lana: *checks the postcard* *The postcard has a photograph: "Visit Beautiful Transylvania! Sponsored by the Carpathian Commerce Committee." There is a message on the back...* lana: *checks the message* Message: "We have very much admired your service in the hospitality sector--and we seek new ideas from fresh young talent. You could say we have a mission for you. We'll be in touch. Sincerely, Taishi Touma." lana:......*she drops the card, her heart dropping into her stomach* -later- -knocking on poe's door- *Something crashing can be heard, as feet descend the steps...The door only opens a crack, an eye being seen* Poe: "...L-L-Lana?" lana: *breathing hard, uneasy* Poe: "!!!" *pulls open the door completely...It looks like he hasn't slept* lana: *hugs him tightly, shaking* Poe: "!!!" *instinctively hugs her* "Wh-What happened?" lana: *she shows him the post card* Poe: "...Oh! Transylvania is very nice this time of year--" -look at the name...- Poe: "...Oh God..." lana: *shaking* Poe: "..." *holds Lana, strokes her back* lana: *holding him tightly* Poe: "It's okay...You're safe..." *slight twitch* lana:....edgar?....are you ok? Poe: *sniff* "Y-Yeah...Just a bad dream." lana:.....*rubbing his back* do you want me to stay the night? Poe: Q__Q "...I think we could both use that. The ghosts will make sure no one else comes in from outside." eyeless ghost: we have eyes everywheeeere. lana:...*small sniff* t-thanks. Poe: *small smile* "...I-I-I haven't eaten all day...I-I could make something?" -elsewhere- Touma: *satisfied smile* "Did you drop off both deliveries?" tsurugi: you bet i did, mr touma! mafura: *nods* mafura-chan did her best! Touma: "Good...We'll see whether either party replies. You both deserve to be rewarded." -elsewhere- Joker: "Down to my last one...Got another cigarette?" scarlet: *tosses a new pack at him* Joker: "Thanks, Red." *lights up a cigarette, offers one to her* scarlet: im good. Joker: *inhales* "...You still thinking about...?" scarlet: ..... Joker: "...I see. Sorry." -elsewhere- Todoroki: *sighs* -morning- Black Star: *snores* tsubaki: ..... Black Star: *turns over, trying to hit the alarm clock* -elsewhere- Chuuya: *asleep in bed* sonia: zzzzz mito: zzzz *His alarm goes off* Chuuya: -___= sonia: zzz Chuuya: *gets out of bed...stretches--then winces, feeling a pain in his arm* "..." sonia: zzz Chuuya: "..." ("I better put on some ice first...Gonna be sore before competition...") -it's pretty foggy this morning, huh?- Chuuya: *looking out the window* "???" ("Don't remember this in reports...") sonia: mmmn.... Chuuya: "??? Sonia? You up?" sonia: *yawn* Chuuya: *smles* "Well, hop into the bath--I'll get breakfast." sonia: ok. -later- Chuuya: "That's some fog, huh?" sonia: is it scary? Chuuya: "Maybe. I mean, you don't know what is behind it." *holds her hand* "So you have to be careful getting through it." sonia: *nods* wanna watch cartoons with me? Chuuya: "..." *smiles* "Of course!" sonia: yay! Chuuya: "You pick the one...I'll get the cereal." -elsewhere- Kid: *sneezes* stocking: feeling ok? Kid: *nods* "Just dust, I hope..." -elsewhere- Todoroki: *putting out garbage* -elsewhere- lana: *asleep* Poe: "...Mmm..." lana: zzz.... karl: *poke poke* Poe: "Nnnn...Five more minutes..." karl: *poke poke* Poe: *opens his eyes* "...Hello, Karl..." *pet pet* karl: =w= lana: zzzz Poe: *turns over to get turn on the light--* lana: zzzz..... Poe: O\\\\\\o ("...Right. Forgot. ...This is fine. This is great...I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!!!") lana: *stirring* mmn..? *opening her eyes and smiles* morning edgar. *kisses him on the nose* Poe: .\\\. "...Good morning. How was your sleep?" lana: good...thanks for letting me stay the night... Poe: ^\\\^ "A-Anytime..." -elsewhere- Kyoka: "Zzz..." atsushi: *making breakfast* Kyoka: *sniff sniff* *bolts upright from bed* "Food?" atsushi: *whistling* Kyoka: *enters the kitchen* "What are you making?" atsushi: panwiches. Kyoka: "??? Pancake sandwiches?" atsushi: yep. Kyoka: "What are you putting in them?" -elsewhere- Motojiro: *passed out on couch* miura: kajii? get up. Motojiro: "Huh...Wha?" miura: it's time to wake up now. ayako has already gotten to work. Motojiro: "...Can't she do the work?" miura: arent _you_ the teacher? Motojiro: "Yeah, and I'm teaching her to do the work..."} miura: *grabs him by the collar and drags him over* -elsewhere- Relan: *drying his hair* "All done." -elsewhere- Akutagawa: *exits his room* naoya: hey, i brought you guys breakfast, hope ya dont mind. Akutagawa: "Oh. Thank you." *looks at the food* -bacon and eggs from denny's- Akutagawa: "..." *takes a fork* "I appreciate the meal." naoya: no probs. is your sister up? Akutagawa: "Still in her room." naoya: gotcha... oooi, gin, you up ye- Gin: .\\\. higuchi: o-o;;;; naoya:....ok, you're still getting ready. breakfast is on the table when you're ready! *closes the door* ouo;;;; Gin: "..." *puts her head down beside Higuchi* "Oh, God..." higuchi: >///////////< Akutagawa: "Was my sister in?" naoya: yeah, she's in the middle of getting dressed. dont go in there for a while. Akutagawa: "...Okay." Gin: "..." *pats Higuchi's side* "Sorry." -elsewhere- Yohei: *adjusting his tie* chie: *kiss on the cheek* Yohei: ^\\\^ "I'll be home on time." *smooch* -elsewhere- Todoroki: *walking to the gym* ochako: toooodoooorooooki! *jumps onto his back* Todoroki: o\\\\\\o *trying to stay balanced* ochako: sneak attack successful! Todoroki: "...Okay. ...Why?" ochako: just cuz ^^ Todoroki: "...Not for combat practice?" -elsewhere- Sakuya: "We're heading out." tsubaki: have fun! naho: we will! lilac: *nod nod* Black Star: "Be careful out there." naho: ok! Sakuya: "So, what you want to do at the Festival?" -elsewhere- Dazai: *whistling* ango: oh. hello. Dazai: *waves* "Howdy! Got time to talk?" ango: i suppose. Dazai: "Great! Because I need a meal, too." -and so- Dazai: "--and that's when he said, 'I said 'were-tiger,' not 'what-tiger'!" *laughs, slapping his hand on the table* ango: haha..funny -*sweatdrop* Dazai: "Ha ha ha!" *then he gets serious* "Onto business: I want a double date." ango *SPITTAKE* Dazai: "I figure it will help Kirako--" *wipes spit from his face* ango: are you two...like...a thing? Dazai: "More like friends with benefits." ango: i...see. well....im not even seeing anyone, so... Dazai: "I could set you up!" ango: like the _last_ time? -_.-; Dazai: "??? Didn't have fun?" ango: .... 7_.7; Dazai: "Okay fine--I'll have Kirako set you up!" ango: riiiiight. 7___.7;;; Dazai: "So, what you want? Maybe a pianist, or a circus performer?" -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: "Zzz..." -elsewhere- Anya: *yawns* rowena: good morning, miss hepburn. lenore: *caw* Anya: "...Hi. Um...What did you say the bird's name is?" rowena: her name is lenore. lenore: *nod* Anya: "I see...How long have you had her?" rowena: a little while now. Anya: "Hmm...The dorm does have its rules about animals..." rowena: if that's the case, she can be in human form then. Anya: "Oh, okay." ^^ "..." o_o lenore: *sitting in the chair* yo. Anya: "...Okay, now things make more sense." *rubs her eyes* "...A bird with magical powers?" tsugumi: oh cool. kimiko: it's death city, stuff like this is the norm. Meme: *looking all around Lenore* "Wow...How do you do that?" -elsewhere- Vulcan: *putting aloe on his burn* "Ow..." -elsewhere- Izuku: *jogging at the park* tokoyami: ..... Izuku: "...Oh, hey, Tokoyami!" *waves* tokoyami: *he seems super focused on something* Izuku: owo;;; *looks* -he seems to be focusing on....an apple in a tree?- tokoyami: *eye glint* dark shadow. retrieve. Izuku: "???" dark shadow: *eye glint and grabs the apple, bringing it to tokoyami* tokoyami: *nom* Izuku: "..." *shiny eyes* *starts writing down notes* "Most impressive! The speed and dexterity make Dark Shadow efficient at the procurement of objects of various sizes and distances--" tokoyami: *not even looking at izuku* hi midoriya Izuku: "!!!! H-Hi! Didn't mean to keep m-muttering like that." *staring at Dark Shadow* dark shadow: *staaaaaare* Izuku: o_______o "...Um...Hi. D-Didn't mean to stare." -elsewhere- Bakugo: *on treadmill, working up a sweat* -some people are watching- girl: niiice. boy: dayum. pony:...meh. *walks away* Bakugo: *drop of his sweat hits the floor, just making a small spark* *looks at the people* "...The hell you side characters staring at?" -everyone just returns to their business- girl: *holds up a '10' card* Bakugo: .\\\\. "...The hell is wrong with these people..." -elsewhere- Kunikida: *writing on a whiteboard* kenji: *whistling* Kunikida: "Okay. This is the update on what we know." *"RAT" is on the board--and someone doodled a small mouse with it* kirako: we know their logo, so that's a start. Kunikida: *writes 'logo'* Track where we find it...Any witnesses?" ranpo: we could ask some of the tour guides that give underground tours? Kunikida: "Good." *writes 'tour guides'* "Who wants to head underground?" ranpo: i volunteer atsushi! Kunikida: "Very good. Atsushi will go." atsushi: D8 Kyoka: "I think someone should go with him." kirako: tanizaki, can you handle this? Tanizaki: "Just call me the light for the tunnel!" ^^; atsushi: i'd appreciate that. it feels like i dont see you enough. Tanizaki: "...I don't get out as much as I want to." TT____TT -elsewhere- Burns: "Faster. Faster." soldiers: *running* Karim: *trying to catch up* -elsewhere- Victor: "Hmm...Mushrooms." nozomi: sir? Victor: "Just thinking...The Nether probably has some amazing mushrooms growing in it!" nozomi: i...see. *sweatdrop* Victor: "I'll make sure to pick some! They'll be great on pizza! Oh, and we'll need cheese. And tomatoes from the garden..." -elsewhere- Sakuya: "Oh, that's cute." naho: hehe~ ^^ lilac: t-thanks... Sakuya: "Maybe add a hat to it..." naho: that sounds aweso-... YOU! Lucy: "Huh?" lilac: Q_Q naho: you're the one who trapped us in that barrier space! Lucy: "..." .____.;;;; "..." *starts to back away* naho: you didnt even apologize to us! >n< Lucy: "Now, hold on, I have a good explanation...ANNE! HELP ME!" -elsewhere- Poe: "Will you be okay at work?" lana: i think so. Poe: *nods* "Call if you need anything...I think I'll do writing at the restaurant here..." -elsewhere- Hawthorne: *puts crates atop each other* "..." *stands behind them* katya: -<so that's when i shot them right between the eyes.> Hawthorne: -___-; *opens his Bible at the 'podium'* -....- Hawthorne: "Our Lord in Heaven, look upon us with your grace..." -silence- Hawthorne: "..." *inhales* "We are but your humble children, born into this world blind, having no light, cleaving to walls and tracing our path up to you." -.....- Hawthorne: "Stay in our hearts, and fill our souls with your love. Amen." -.....- Hawthorne: "..." *shuts his book, holds his cross* -thud- Hawthorne: "?!!!" -silence- Hawthorne: "...Hello?" -...no answer- Hawthorne: "..." *takes his Bible and leaves the 'podium'* -elsewhere- Todoroki: *climbing the rope in the gym* "..." -elsewhere- Motojiro: o_o; "...What did you make?" ayako: explosive putty! ^^ Motojiro: "...Plastic explosives, then?" ayako: pretty much! Motojiro: "...Have you tested it?" -elsewhere- Iida: *stretching* -elsewhere- Kepuri: "...What happened to you?" akaderu: *covered in leaves and twigs, with a bird in his hair* ....long story. Kepuri: "..." *looks at the bird* "Is that thing endangered?" -elsewhere- Joker: "Uh huh. Uh huh..." *trying to get off the phone* misora: seeeee yaaa mr manager ^^ *hangs up* Joker: *loud sigh* "Thank God..." scarlet: that bad? Joker: "She's just...overwhelming. Talk, talk, talk..." scarlet: yikes. Joker: "Makes me appreciate people who are a bit more taciturn..." *pulls out two cigarettes* -elsewhere- Shamrock: *dusting* *looks down the hallway* -silence- {???: i think he's coming to!} {????: sir? are you up? hellooooo?} {Shamrock: "Wh-Wh..." *moving his hand, feeling bandaged*} {???: you're lucky we found you when we did, mr... *examining dogtags* w##t#? was it?} {Shamrock: "What? What happened?" *trying to open his eyes...only one is opening*} {-a young man in glasses looks at him-} {man: we found you out in a field passed out....sorry about your eye...} {Shamrock: "My what? 'You' what?" *his hand touches his face* "...Why can't I feel my face?"} {medic: *holding up a mirror* please, just try to keep calm...} {Shamrock: *sees his face...and his heart drops to his stomach* "...No..."} {man: ...*hands him a bucket, just in case*} {Shamrock: "...No!" *flings the bucket, letting out a howl*} {medic: oh sh- put him back under, NOW!} {Shamrock: *screaming, flinging his arms*} ???: sham? Shamrock: *his eye snaps open, as he flings his arm around--aiming the feather duster at--} lavender: woah, easy there. Shamrock: "...S-Sorry...You snuck up on me." lavender: tense much? Shamrock: "...Just remembered something..." lavender: ...*lightbulb* hey guys, im taking sham to the onsen for a bit~! ^^ higan: good call, he could use it, haha Shamrock: "...Um...Why?" lavender: you need to relieve a lot of stress. Shamrock: "...Maybe you're right. The hot water may be soothing." -elsewhere- Crona: "...A daycare center?" mami: *nods* Crona: "Oh...I-I think you'll be good at it." mami: *small smile* do you want someone with you while im out? Crona: "M-Maybe? Depends..." mami: *nods and hugs them* Crona: =\\\\= *sniff* "Th-Thanks..." -elsewhere- Lucy: -\\\\- *pouring tea...her clothes are a little ripped* "...So, I'm sorry about the whole 'locking you up in another dimension' thing. We're sorry. Right, Anne?" anne: *nods* Sakuya: *sips* "...Tea could be a bit better." naho: it's all good. at least you apologized. y'know. minus the whole 'it was a prison' thing, this room is super cute! Sakuya: *has a black eye* Lucy: "I know, right? It's adorable!" ^^ lilac:...soft...*laying on a big teddy* Lucy: "...So, what's your story?" *points at Sakuya and Naho* "You dating?" naho: ..... *bluush* 7w7 Sakuya: =\\\\= "Y-Yeah..." Lucy: "I knew it. I got an eye for those things." naho: you got someone in your life? Lucy: o\\\o "Y-Yes......The guy who freed everyone from here, before..." naho: ....... *horrified* the creepy doctor guy? Lucy: "!!!! N-No! The tiger boy!" naho: oooooh. i see. ^^ Lucy: *slight shudder* "His name is Atsushi...He works at the detective agency." naho: oooh, cool! -elsewhere- Fitzgerald: "THIS IS AN OBSCENE COST! I refuse to pay!" *he's shouting...at a video game* bram: -_-; Fitzgerald: *hands the game to Bram* "You talk to this miser!" bram: w-wait i-...um...er.... ._.;;; -elsewhere- Tsukiyo: "Hey, look at that!" fang-hua: hmm? *sign on infirmary: "Limited hours while doctor recovers"* Tsukiyo: "You heard what the Commander did to him?" fang-hua: no, what? Tsukiyo: "I heard the two got into a fistfight--real violent." fang-hua: oh my god! Tsukiyo: *nods* "I know, right?! They just kept slamming each other, hard...Fist colliding with body, gripping each other, throwing each other around that room...Close, intimate...All up on each other..." *soft pant* fang-hua: *shaking her* tsukiyo! focus! Tsukiyo: "I think I am..." =\\\\= *shakes her head awake* "R-Right! So, the doctor got the worst of it, and he's having to be hospitalized until his nose heals." fang-hua: what could have set the commander off like that, though...? Tsukiyo: "...Wild desire supplemented through wrestling with another hot guy?" fang-hua: ........... *stare* Tsukiyo: "...Oh, like you weren't thinking it, too!" fang-hua: no. no i was not. -.-; Tsukiyo: "You suuuuuuuure?" :3 fang-hua: -_-; Tsukiyo: "In any case, I figured it'd be good to leave some favors and sweets for the doc while he recovers." fang-hua: good idea. Tsukiyo: "Mind if we use your kitchen for that?" -elsewhere- Kid: "Here's another file, Father." lord death: thanks kid. ^^ Kid: ^^ "Just trying to be helpful." *he is re-organizing files* -elsewhere- Aizawa: "Feeling better?" -elsewhere- Shotaro: *spots a building on fire* "...Oh no..." *runs* -elsewhere- Q: *walking and humming* Arthur: "You got those bags okay?" tamaki: yep. Arthur: "Good. I cannot wait to--" *bump* Q: >n< Arthur: "??? Oh. Pardon me." Q: *glaaaaare* move it! i have plans! Arthur: "...That's just rude." tamaki: weird ki-.....arthur what happened to your face?! Arthur: "...I know. I am handsome." tamaki: is that......rock? -at the train station- Q: *taking a seat* =n= Assi: *sits next to Q, slightly bumping into him* Q: *glaaaare* move it! im waiting! >n< Assi: "??? Sorry. I just needed a seat after--" Q: *slaps him with the doll* MOVEITORLOSEIT!! Assi: >3< *knocked to the floor* "Owie!" Q: *shiny eyes* there! aya: *checking her map* *humming* Q: >w< doll: *heart eyes* Assi: *bleeding on the floor* Train Station Employee: "May I help you, ma'am?" aya: how do i get to... -for Q, everything seems to fade into the background but aya- Q: >/////< Employee: "--and then make a left, and you're there!" aya: thanks! Q: O.O !! aya: *boarding the train* Q: *also boarding* Conductor: "Ticket, please." Q: *handing his ticket in* Conductor: "Thank you, young man!" *clips the ticket, hands it back* "Enjoy the ride." Q: *nods, glances* aya: thanks sir! Q:... ~<3 -elsewhere- Akutagawa: *walking through streets* -just the usual fare of locals going about their business- Akutagawa: *approaches a vendor* "One soda." vendor: here you go, sir. Akutagawa: *pays* "Thanks..." *sips* -elsewhere- Arthur: *looking in the mirror* "...I think it makes me look distinguished." shinra: it looks like you were punched in the face. like, really hard. Arthur: "...Not that hard. I mean, it was just a child." shinra: *laughing hard* Arthur: "Sh-Shut up! That kid could punch hard!" tamaki: he didnt even hit you? was the kid an esper or something? Arthur: *shrugs* "Maybe? In any case, I better find the right makeup for this mark." -elsewhere- Kunikida: *examining letters* ranpo: *goofing around in his spinny chair* Kunikida: *holds up paper* "Recognize this handwriting?" ranpo: *squiiiiint* Kunikida: "Just curious why she's returning..." ranpo: oh! it's that kid of yours, right? Kunikida: -___-# "I don't have a kid..." ranpo: i was talking about that girl from a while back. aya? Kunikida: "...Yes, here. That's the one who wrote this letter. I'm just...Why is she returning?" ranpo: *shrug* Kunikida: "...What do kids nowadays even like? Is Napster still a thing?" ranpo: the fuck is that? Kunikida: TT_____TT "I don't know what is 'cool' anymore...Does anyone even still say 'cool'?" -elsewhere- Poe: "Thank you." *accepts the plate with his sandwich at the hotel restaurant...looks around...opens his coat, holds the sandwich to...* karl: *nom* ^^ Poe: ^^ *sips from the soup* Child: "Mommy! Mommy! That man has a rat growing out his chest!" Poe: ._.; mother: sweetie, that's not nice. it's a raccoon. Poe: .___________.;;;; Child: "Oooooooh. Okay!" *nom* -elsewhere- Touma: *turns on a TV set* -what is on the screen- *Looks to be a residential street* mafura: hmmm~? *head tilt* Touma: "Those cameras set up give me what I need..." *points...there's Lavender* lavender: *humming in the bath* Touma: "And if she's housing those vampires, it's just a matter of time before he returns to them..." *sits back, looking at Lavender* -elsewhere- Relan: *takes another bite into his burger...takes a bit of the cheese to give to Buttons* buttons: *nom nom* ^o^ Relan: ^^ "So, who you think is going to advance in the next alt-student round of the Festival?" shinra: seems that ozaki guy has a pretty good edge. not bad for a first year. Relan: *nods* "The tiger isn't bad either. I don't think we've seen all he can do. I mean, transforming just parts of your body shows some incredible control." shinra: *nods* .....*tiger sign* *fwoom* shinra: =3= uwooooo.... tamaki: -_-; Relan: Q____Q *his burger is torched* shinra:... shit! sorry! buttons: =3=; -elsewhere- Medusa: -_____- "Make him stop with that noise." shaula: OI! DOPPEL-REAPER! SHADDAP IN THERE! Mad!Kid: *growl...* *throws open the door* shaula: OwO; Medusa: "...You got to be kidding me..." Mad!Kid: *grabs Shaula by the neck* shaula: OwO;;;; um... Mad!Kid: "I shiver in the night...Desire...I want to be held. Tortured. Hugged. Ripped apart and stitched back up..." *glares at Shaula* "And I have no time for the whining of some locked-away witch with no powers and a horrible personality." shaula: ....seems he has beef with you, sis. Medusa: "Then why is he holding you by the neck?" Mad!Kid: *glares at Medusa next* "Tell this brat to be quiet." shaula: how old even are you? pandora: well- shaula: I AINT TALKING TO YOU, BLOOD HAG! Mad!Kid: *slams his fist into Shaula's jaw* shaula: *knocked down* augh....fughk....bruh... Medusa: "!!!" Mad!Kid: *leans down over Shaula* "You talk like that to her again..." *his fingers touch her bloodied face...* "And I will kill you." *licks her blood* pandora: *pap pap* good boy. shaula: O______O;;;; Mad!Kid: -\\\\- "Thank you..." Medusa: *goes to Shaula, looks at the punch* "...You'll recover. Let's get you bandaged." -elsewhere- FD: <How is the tracking algorithm?> yana: <coming along nicely.> FD: *looking at initial results* <All those are ability users in just this state?> yana: *nods* <seems death city has been attracting them by the busload> FD: <...> *smiles* <Herded into one spot...> yana: <like a flock of sheep> FD: <What have you called the software, then?> yana: ...... <i got nothin on me for names.> FD: <'Sheepherder'? 'Dog'?> barkova: *woof woof* *pant* 8D yana: <shephard?> FD: <Sure, that works.> -elsewhere- Giriko: "Hey, thanks for watching her today." anna: muu? Giriko: "Hee hee." *picks up Anna* "Were you a good girl?" anna: *nods* Giriko: "That's good...We'll be back here on Tuesday. Say 'bye bye' Anna." -elsewhere- Tanizaki: "When we heading down?" atsushi: *checking his map* Tanizaki: "See the path?" atsushi: ah, there it is. Tanizaki: "O-O-Okay..." owo;;; -elsewhere- Akitaru: *climbing the ladder* "How 'bout here?" maki: looks good! Akitaru: "Great!" *nails it* "Should spruce up the place. Feng shui and all that." -elsewhere- Shamrock: *reclined in hot spring* x\\\\\= lavender: *humming* Shamrock: "This is nice......I never got to go to these much." lavender: i can tell. Shamrock: "You go to them often?" *splashes water on himself* lavender: *nods* how do you think i keep my skin so smooth? *sticking her leg out of the water* Shamrock: X\\\o "...Makes sense..." *looks up at the sky* "It works well for you." lavender: mmhmm. ^^ Shamrock: *splashes some water on his face* "You know how to swim?" lavender: yeah. you? Shamrock: "Yes. Had to learn..." *swims over to the wall* "Was pretty good back in the day." lavender: i see. so what was being in the british army like? Shamrock: "...Like being in the army. Only British--so a lot stricter and more formalistic. Lots of commands to learn, chain of command." lavender: ah, i see. Shamrock: "You ever had any interest in the military?" lavender: not really. guess it just wasnt what i wanted out of life. Shamrock: *nods* "...You dance, right?" lavender: sure. Shamrock: "Ever think about going professional?" lavender: well, i did work the pole a few times before becoming a subclass~ Shamrock: X\\\\\O "...Seriously? I-I meant more like ballet..." lavender: well, i did take gymnastics as a kid. Shamrock: "You ever competed?" lavender: once or twice, but that was a long time ago. Shamrock: "...If you weren't discovered by Mr. Tsubaki...if..._that_ hadn't happened to you...would you have?" lavender: ....i guess i would have stayed at the brothel with the other girls, then. Shamrock: "...Yeah...I know Mr. Tsubaki was happy to have you...and Naho...and Higan." lavender: you too sham, dont sell yourself short. Shamrock: "...It's...hard to believe that, sometimes." lavender: ... Shamrock: "...The war...Injuries...Losing Mr. Tsubaki...Being captured...A lot of it catches up. Maybe I deserve this..." lavender: .....*sigh* Shamrock: "...S-Sorry...I know we're supposed to relax here. Just a lot on my mind." lavender: its fine, better to talk about it than to just let it fester. Shamrock: "...You're right. Lavender? Thanks for bringing me here." lavender: what are friends for? ^^ Shamrock: "..." *smiles* "Right." *stands* "Well, I'm ready to towel off and have a drink." -elsewhere- Poe: "..." *holds Lana's hand* lana: o///o Poe: .\\\. "J-Just making sure to o-offer re-reassurance as we walk...Please don't hate me for being so forward." lana: ^///^ it's fine, edgar. Poe: "O-Okay...F-Feel better to be done with work for today?" lana: *nods* how was your day? Poe: *sighs* "I'm afraid the muse was not with me. The writing I finished seems poor." -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: *staring at a basket left by his bed* "???" -note: get well soon- -there is a rabbit and a doodle of fang-hua's face on the note- Mr. Tsubaki: "..." TT____TT *tries to reach for a cookie* -elsewhere- Todoroki: *sets out two cans of soda* -elsewhere- Kid: "Now add the chocolate chips..." shiori: uu! Kid: "And stir them in..." *shows the bowl to Shiori* shiori: o.o Kid: "And after we scoop them onto the baking sheet and bake them, we'll have cookies!" shiori: ^o^ Kid: "Yay!" *scoops one out--then freezes* owo;;;; "...Is it symmetrical? I mean, perfectly? L-Let me get the cookie cutter instead, then it'll be perfect..." -elsewhere- Gin: "Has anyone seen Q?" hirotsu: no? higuchi: O-O;;; oh no. Gin: "...This is why we should put trackers on him. Where to begin looking?" -elsewhere- Conductor: "Tickets! Checking tickets again..." aya: *hands hers in* Q: *same* Conductor: *checks Aya's* "Thanks, ma'am!" *hands it back* *returns Q's* "Yours, too, young man!" Q: ^^ Conductor: "The snack bar is also open, if you two want anything." aya: ok! Q: .///w///. Conductor: "...Do you two know each other?" aya: hmm? Q: owo;; Conductor: "Oh, I guess not. Well, I'll be on my way..." *keeps walking* Q: ... .////.;; aya: *checking her map* -elsewhere- Sakuya: "Later. Thanks for the tea." Lucy: *nods* naho: that was fun! lilac:....*nod* Sakuya: *stretches* "Heck of a place she has..." naho: it's super cute! i might have to rearrange my room a bit when we get home Sakuya: ^^; "That'll be cute." -elsewhere- Ponera: ._.; "...What did you do to upset him so?" shaula: i dont fucking know! Ponera: "Well, I suggest you give him his distance...Maybe this is some, um, 'madness-induced puberty'?" shaula: .....maybe?? Ponera: *looks at Shaula's bandages* "...It hurt?" shaula: nah, it just itched a little- OF COURSE IT HURT! Ponera: "DON'T YELL AT ME! I'M JUST TRYING TO BE CONCERNED!" *slaps Shaula's hand* shaula: >^< *whimper* Ponera: -3- *hug* shaula:..... Y~Y Ponera: *strokes her back* "It's okay..." -elsewhere- Patty: *looking over open mission listings* homura: anything catching your interest, patti? Patty: "Maybe...I just miss going on missions. Felt like it's been forever, so I thought I'd pick something easy." *holds up a mission: "50-foot monster terrorizing locals"* homura: i see. *sweatdrop* Patty: "Yeah! It's totes easy compared to that mission--" *51-foot monster...* -elsewhere- Wes: *humming* julie: ?? Wes: "??? Oh, hey, Julie!" *taps on the piano* "Was just writing out a tune..." -elsewhere- Joker: "Another?" *sips his beer* scarlet: sure. Joker: *opens a bottle for her* "Here you go...Hey, I got an idea..." scarlet: *rolls eyes* oh _this_ ought to be good. Joker: "You know the game 'have you ever'? Someone asks 'have you ever,' and if you haven't, then you take a drink. So, Round 1: 'Have you ever seen "Steel Magnolias"?'" -elsewhere- Yohei: *stretches* toru: *mimicing him* chie: *giggling* Yohei: "???" *scratches under his arm* -elsewhere- Higan: "How did it go?" lavender: it went well i think. Higan: "Sham got that stick out his butt?" lavender: *chuckles* Higan: *strokes her arm* "Smooth..." lavender: oho~ getting turned on? Higan: "Always..." *slides his hand up to her shoulder* -elsewhere- Mori: "So you have no idea where Q is." higuchi: no, we're calling everyone we can to find him! Mori: "...'Everyone'?" -elsewhere- ebie: hhmm? mr steinbeck? who're those guys? Steinbeck: *looks* "What?" ebie: who're those guys? they dont look to happy! naoya: alright grape juice, where's Q? *cocking gun* Steinbeck: o_____O "...Okay, I can see why you would think that, but I assure you, we don't. So...good day!" *tries to close the door* naoya: oh dont think you can play stupid with us! we know you guys have a knack for kidnapping little boys!... mafioso: ….coulda worded that better. naoya: ....er-....um.... y-y-you know what i meant! mafioso: *plays 'the price is right' fail horns on his phone* Steinbeck: *mortified expression* "...We haven't seen that boy. I don't know what else to tell you. Don't you have him chipped or something?" -elsewhere- Dazai: o____o;;; Poster: "Have you seen this boy?" atsushi: O__________o; ???: are you looking for this boy? Dazai: "We...happen to know the boy's 'family.'" ^^;; aya: oh! well, he's been following me since earlier today. Q: O-O;; *ducks behind a wall* *INTERNAL SCREAMING* Dazai: "..." *shiny eyes of realization* "Oh~? Hey, Q! Your daddy's been worried sick about you! Come over here and talk with us and--" *smiles politely at Aya* "I'm sorry, young lady--what's your name?" aya: my name's aya! atsushi: oh! you're kunikida's friend from a while back, right? aya: *nods* the very same! ^^ Dazai: "..." *looks around her* "Huh. You are exactly as he described you." aya: mmhmm. ^^ is he in? Q:..... *dark aura* OuO# Dazai: *nod nod* "Why don't you go inside and say hello to your old friend?" aya: ok! Dazai: ^^ *looks at Q* atsushi:..um...hey.....Q. Q: IWASNTDOINGANYTHING! Dazai: "..." *smirks* "The suspect is always in denial..." Q: *tosses his doll at dazai's face* you wouldnt get it! >3< Dazai: "GRK!" *knocked back* atsushi: were you following her? Q: mori said that you're supposed to follow them so you know what they like! atsushi:..........................*facepalm* Dazai: *sits up* "...Creepy. I mean, sure, you get to know her (and likely get your ass kicked in the process), but she'll never like a stalker." Q: ...Q_Q *HUUUUUUG* Dazai: "..." *pat pat* "It's okay...because now you have two awesome men to give you advice on dating!" *pulls Atsushi to them* atsushi: O_O; odasaku: >->;;; Dazai: "Step one: talk to her. In person. Not just stalk her." Q: *going inside* Dazai: "??? Huh? What, was my advice not helpful?" -elsewhere- Shousaku: *looking at an ankle bracelet* "..." ???: *shriek* Shousaku: "!!!!" *looks around* -seems to be coming from a tunnel- Shousaku: "..." ("Maybe I can ignore this...I'm not a hero...") ???: please! i dont want to die! {Kunikida: "Discipline yourself, for justice..."} Shousaku: "..." *growls* "Damn it..." *runs into the tunnel* -a young woman is running- zoey: t-there's a man after m-me...h-he's going to- Shousaku: "Stay behind me...I'll get you out of here." zoey: t-thank you... Shousaku: "We'll just go out this tunnel, down the street, get you to--" -a sharp pain can be felt in his neck- Shousaku: "AAH!" zoey: *smiling as she pulls the needle out* uhuhu...nighty night~ Shousaku: *his vision blurs, his words fail...* "Yyyyyooossss..." *falls* -elsewhere- Kunikida: o_o; aya: long time no see, huh mr kunikida? Kunikida: "...I didn't expect you to get in so soon." aya: ^^ so what's new with you? Kunikida: "..." *holds up a notebook* "I got a new one?" aya: cool! Kunikida: ^^; "I suppose...*ahem* Was your train trip better than the last time in the station?" aya: yeah, this one kid followed me though. Kunikida: "...A kid? Who were they?" Q: um..... uhhhhh.... aya: i think he might be lost. your friend in the trenchcoat said he knows his dad. Kunikida: "..." -_____- "In a way. Did he give you any trouble?" aya: not really. Q: ummmm... .///w///.;;;; Kunikida: "We'll return him home. In the mean time, Aya, where are you staying?" aya: me? no where right now, my grandma's in the hospital. Kunikida: "...I'm sorry." aya: do you guys have a place for me to live till she gets better? Kunikida: "We can arrange that. The dorms we have are amenable." aya: thanks! *hug* Q: .....*looking around* Kunikida: "..." =\\\= *awkward back pat* Q: *takes some flowers off a shelf and hands them to her* aya:....um.... ._.; Q: if you arent doing anything, maybe we can go out together and i can pee in you? aya:..... *pale with shock* atsushi: *FALLS OVER* Kunikida: "..." *removes a gun from his notebook--and fires at Q* Q: *ducks and hides under a table* Q~Q;;;; *KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK* aya: who is it? "Q's Dad": "H-Hello? I am here to pick up my son?" aya: he's under the desk. Q: *peeeeek* O_O;;;;; fukuzawa: what's all the-...... o___________________________o; Kunikida: ._. "Q's Dad": owo;;;; "I WILL LEAVE NOW WITH Q--THANK YOU!" *pulls Q* Q: Q^Q aya:....w-what was that just now? Kunikida: "Stupidity." fukuzawa: .......................*too stunned to move* -outside- Q: -.-; Mori: *sighs* "Why were you here?" Q: i wanted to ask that girl out.....i think i messed up. Q_Q Mori: "??? How so?" Q: that kunikida tried to shoot at me! >^< and she looked pretty upset when i asked her out. elise: if you seriously used that peeing line, you need professional help, kid. Q: =3= Mori: owo;;; "Ha ha ha! I have no idea where you learn these things." ^\\\^;;; elise: *judgemental stare at mori* Q: but isnt that how a girl gets pregnant? elise:....*facepalm* oh you poor bastard. Mori: o\\\\\\o "...M-Maybe this is a conversation for another time..." elise: ok, Q, real talk here.... -elsewhere- Tachihara: "...!!!" *slides over* "Well, hello~" naomi:....uh, can i help you? Tachihara: "You already are. Your company would be great." naomi: um...im kind of busy right now, thanks. 7_7; Tachihara: "Too busy for just one drink~" Tanizaki: *appearing behind Tachihara* "..." naomi: .... *smug grin* Tachihara: "See? That's the beautiful smile I wanted to see--" Tanizaki: *grabs Tachihara by the neck, pulling him away and slamming him against the wall* Tachihara: "?!!! The fuck--" Tanizaki: "Back off. Now." naomi: *hug* thanks big bro! Tachihara: "...'Bro'?" *glares* "Get your hands off me!" *tries to lunge at Tanizaki* Tanizaki: "!!!" *dodges--and slips* O_o Tachihara: o____O *CRASH* *SMOOCH* naomi: ..... o//////o *taking pictures with her phone* Tachihara: O\\\\\\\O Tanizaki: o\\\\\\o ("Kill me now...") -elsewhere- Gin: *sighs* "Q was recovered." higuchi: *sigh of relief* thank god. naoya: ....good to know... =///=;;; Gin: *opens a bottle* "...Naoya? You okay?" naoya: just...nothing. =////=;; -elsewhere- Shousaku: *groans* keek: ?? Shousaku: *opens his eyes* "...Where am I?" keek: ...... -beep beep- Shousaku: "...And what's that beeping?" keek:... *pointing to her neck, and his* Shousaku: "...!!! Wh-What is this?!" keek:... ???: oh that? it's a bomb collar. Shousaku: "...And if I remove it?" ???: good luck. keek: *whimpering* Shousaku: "...Who are you all? Where am I? Why are you doing this?!" -someone enters the room- Shousaku: "...Wh-Who are you?" zoey: .... FD: "I am Fyodor. And you are now in the service of the Rats." Shousaku: "..." *glares at Zoey* zoey: nothing personal....im just...doing as master asks of me... keek: *whimpering* Shousaku: " 'Master'? Is that what I'm supposed to call him?" zoey: *holding a scalpel up to his neck, growling* Shousaku: "!!! W-Was it something I said?" FD: "Zoey." zoey:....*backing up* Shousaku: "...What is it you all want?" FD: "...Tell me about Doppo Kunikida." -elsewhere- Sakuya: "??? Naho, I think you got a text." naho: *checks her phone* hmm? *It's the Tanizaki x Tachihara pic* naho: O////w////O Sakuya: "..." -_____- -elsewhere- Tsukiyo: "We did good!" *hugs Fang-Hua* fang-hua: *smiles* ^^ Tsukiyo: "Hope the doc likes the cookies...So, what's next? Dinner?" -elsewhere- Joker: *passed out drunk* scarlet: -_-; *Joker's phone starts ringing* scarlet: ?? *picks up* yes? Victor: "Oh, hey! Is he in?" scarlet: drunk off his ass, but yeah. Victor: "Darn. Well, just wanted to let you know we're not yet at the Nether. Loading up on a lot of new tech and still mapping some corridors before descending." scarlet: ah. Victor: "I also have some advice on waking him up. You got any ice cubes?" scarlet: *checking the fridge* Victor: "So shove those down his shirt, pants, or socks--that'll get him up and going." scarlet: -_-; Victor: "Trust me, I had to do this a thousand times--works every time. Just be careful if he starts igniting..." -elsewhere- Chuuya: *asleep on the couch* "Zzz..." sonia: ..... *looking through a photo album* *There are photos of Chuuya as a child...* sonia: *small smile as she looks at the pictures* *There's one of Rain...* sonia: ..... *Chuuya is blushing in one with her* sonia: ...mama... Chuuya: *shifts in his sleep* "Hmm..." sonia: *looks up.....puts the book back* Chuuya: *yawn* "...!!! S-Sonia! Oh, no--Am I late?" -elsewhere- Lucy: "??? You look haggard." atsushi: weird day today. Lucy: "...Same." *she has a tear at the bottom of her dress and looks like she was in a fight* atsushi: !!! are you ok?! Lucy: ^^;;; "Remember those people I pulled in with you and everyone into my dimension in an attempt to kinda-sorta kill you? ...Yeah, I ran into them." atsushi: ... .///.; oh. Lucy: "We fought. Punches were thrown. Clothes torn. Tears shed. Reconciled over tea. So, it worked out..." atsushi:...i see. Lucy: "What happened on your weird day?" -he explains what happened- Lucy: .____. "...What the heck is wrong with that child?" atsushi: i have no idea. Lucy: "Kids like that need a better influence in their lives..." *looks at Atsushi* atsushi: yeah -elsewhere- Vulcan: "Got a minute?" shinra: whats up? Vulcan: "I had a question...about when you punched Giovanni in his stupid ugly face." shinra: ya? Vulcan: "Did it feel like a normal human nose?" shinra:....not really, now that i think about it. Vulcan: "...That's what scares me...Look what I found in some of my dad's materials..." *it's a claw arm* shinra: woah. Vulcan: "Yeah...It's kinda creepy. And it's used as a replacement for a human arm. And there's something even worse about it..." shinra: what's that? Vulcan: "...It's not even animal themed." shinra: *face fault* Vulcan: "...Want to use this arm to scare the piss out of Arthur?" shinra: im all ears. Arthur: "Zzz..." *asleep on the couch* Vulcan: *hands the arm to Shinra* shinra: *grins* Arthur: *turns on the couch, dead asleep* "Zzz..." shinra: *looks at vulcan* Vulcan: *touches his own nose, indicating where to put the clawed hand* shinra: *poke poke* Arthur: *grunts, waves his hand in front of his face* "Merlin, no...Put that wand away." -elsewhere- Kunikida: "Is this satisfactory?" aya: *she nods* yep! this'll do nicely! thanks again, kunikida! Kunikida: *nods* "You're welcome...Did you need a meal?" aya: can we order pasta? Kunikida: "Certainly." *takes his phone, calls* "...Hello?" -something watches...- yana: oh? who's this kid? Shousaku: "..." yana: *shaft head tilts* you know 'er? Shousaku: "...If I don't answer you, what happens?" yana: well, you not saying anything doesnt help us, sooooo....*shrug* Shousaku: *sighs* "I encountered her earlier the last time I faced Kunikida." yana: oh? she his kid or something? Shousaku: "No, nothing like that. At least, not biologically." yana: ah, got ya. Shousaku: "...Why is your dad like this?" yana: ......he just is, from what i've seen. Shousaku: "And your mother?" yana:........*excalibur face* Shousaku: "...What? I don't like her much either, but she is your mother--" yana: it's........complicated. very complicated. Shousaku: "...Oh. You're adopted." yana:....you _could_ say that...ish. Shousaku: "And what do you get out of this? Out of putting explosives on people's necks?" yana: what do _i_ get?.... *shrugs* im honestly not sure. i mean, i sort of have a roof over my head, so i guess that's nice. Shousaku: "But isn't a parent supposed to do that, unconditionally?" yana: listen, im gonna level with you kid, my 'parentage' is really complicated to talk about, and you would probably not believe me, even _if_ i gave you the full details. Shousaku: "I'm stuck underground as a hostage, all because your dad has some hard-on over an ability user. Try to surprise me. I dare you." yana: well.....sit your ass down, it's a doozy. -elsewhere- Kid: *sighs* stocking: busy? Kid: "Just thinking...What's up?" -elsewhere- Fitzgerald: *holds up a Gundam model kit* mary: ooooh, that looks neat! louisa: *sweatdrop* Fitzgerald: "I'm so used to building ships in bottles, and this was on sale! Let's get started..." -elsewhere- Shamrock: *sits back in chair* x_____= naho: how was your day, sham? Shamrock: "I don't know...A bit exhausting despite how little was done. Yours?" -elsewhere- Kunikida: *washing dishes* -knocks- Kunikida: "???" *looks through peephole* naomi: *wave* Kunikida: *opens the door* "Yes?" naomi: what's up? Kunikida: "Was washing dishes after having dinner with Aya. You?" naomi: might we come in? Kunikida: " 'We'?" -she brought tanizaki with her- Tanizaki: owo;; *waves* Kunikida: "...Come in. What did you want to discuss?" -elsewhere- Benimaru: *mapping out something underneath the village* kabuki: ?? Benimaru: "There used to be smugglers who used tunnels underneath this village...Hide their loot before returning to claim it." kabuki: oh? Benimaru: "I need someone to navigate those paths for an exit out of this village--and to guard both the entrance and the exit." kabuki: is there a reason? Benimaru: "...Getting someone out of here. At least for awhile." kabuki: i see... Benimaru: "...You and Tsukiyo start digging out the tunnel. A fox and a rabbit should make quick work..." kabuki: understood. Benimaru: "Report directly to me or Konro--no one else." kabuki: right. -elsewhere- Todoroki: *looking at his superhero uniform* "..." fuyumi: shouto? i got dinner ready. Todoroki: "...Coming." *sets down his uniform, opens the door* "Thank you..." fuyumi: ... Todoroki: "...Is something wrong?" fuyumi: you ok? Todoroki: "...Same as ever..." rubs the back of his neck* -elsewhere- sonia: .... Chuuya: "...Sonia?" sonia: ....*hug* can we....see mama? Chuuya: "...Sure...Are you okay going to the...going there?" sonia:....*nods* Chuuya: "..." *pats her head* "Brave girl...We can head out now if you want." sonia: ...ok. Chuuya: *nods* "Okay. Put on your coat..." *picks up his keys and phone* -and so- sonia: *hugs the grave* Chuuya: "..." *his eyes are wet...* sonia: papa bought these for you. *puts a bouquet on the grave* Chuuya: *small smile, wiping his eyes* sonia: night, mama. we love you a lot, ok? Chuuya: *pats Sonia's back* "Yes..." sonia: *looks up at him* Chuuya: *tears falling* *hugs Sonia* sonia:....*hug* u.u Chuuya: *sniffs, cries* sonia: .... Chuuya: "L-Let's go home..." *sniff* sonia:...ok. Chuuya: *shaking, trying to walk to the car* -later- sonia: *asleep* Chuuya: *staring at a glass of bourbon* "..." mito: o^o~? Chuuya: *mindlessly pets Mito, still staring at the glass* "..." mito: *purrs* Chuuya: "..." TT_____TT *pushes the glass away, puts his hand over his face* mito: ?? Chuuya: *sobs* mito:...*nuzzles against his leg* Chuuya: "..." *picks up Mito, hugs her* mito: ^w^ Chuuya: *sniff, strokes Mito* mito: *soft purr* Chuuya: *closes his eyes* -elsewhere- yana: so that's basically how things work around here. you follow? Shousaku: o______o "...So...You're a test tube baby?" yana: more or less, yeah. Shousaku: "...And I'm held here...with an explosive...like everyone else?" yana: so far, it's just you two...and the other prisoners. Shousaku: "And I get the explosive just to keep me here? Why? What does your d--...your supervisor want with me?" yana: you'd have to bring that up with him, then. Shousaku: "..." -_____- "He was preoccupied." yana: -_-; say no more. keek: i dont know what that lady sees in him... yana: well, chapter 1, she's fucked in the head. Shousaku: "And he's using her when she's not all there upstairs?" yana: .....well, i think he's the reason she's like this now... Shousaku: "...What the hell did he do to her?" yana:.....it's not really my place to say. Shousaku: "..." *points to her computer* "You monitor people with cameras? Or is that thing just for Mario Kart?" -elsewhere- Akutagawa: "...What's wrong with you, Q?" Q: love bites. Akutagawa: "...Yes, it does." T_T Q:....do you want to lay on the floor too? Akutagawa: "..." *lies down, stares at the ceiling* TT_TT Q: TT3TT Mori: "...I can still advise you how to--" higuchi: advise them how to _what_? Mori: owo;;; "...Get the girl? Or boy? Whatever these fellows are desiring." higuchi:...*raising a brow at him* Mori: OWO;;;; "Higuchi could demonstrate! Tell Akutagawa what the Were-Tiger wants to hear..." higuchi: .... *awkward glance at akutagawa* Akutagawa: "...I can't imagine her as the Were-Tiger. She looks nothing like him." Q: no kidding. Mori: "...I can fix that!" *holds up an outfit that looks like Atsushi's...and a roll of tape* higuchi: *already fled* Mori: OWO;;;;; "Then who's going to wear this?" *holds up an outfit similar to aya’s* -elsewhere- Tanizaki: "Thanks for dessert!" naomi: ^^ Kunikida: "...You're welcome. I do not usually have people visiting." -elsewhere- Poe: o\\\\o lana: what's up? Poe: *looks at Lana* "...You look...beautiful." lana: ^///^ thanks. just thought i'd have my hair loose for a change. Poe: "It-It's a letty prook for you...I mean! Um, a pretty look for you..." lana: *smiles and pats his head* i appreciate it, edgar. *kiss on the cheek* Poe: ^\\\\^ "Th-Thanks..." -elsewhere- Touma: *sips wine* mafura: zzzzzz Touma: *adjusts camera* -elsewhere- Hyde: *soaked in soda* Q___Q -elsewhere- Patty: "--and then the princess sliced off the dragon's head, saving the prince." julie: Q-Q poor dragon. Patty: "...But the dragon was going to eat the prince." -elsewhere- Sakuya: *staring at the ceiling* naho: *asleep* lilac: *sleeping under the weighted blanket* Sakuya: "..." *leans his head near Naho's* naho: =w= Sakuya: *closes his eyes* =\\\= -early morning- Kid: *kitten yawn* stocking: morning~ Kid: =w= "Good...*yawn*...morning..." *hug* stocking: *huuuug* Kid: *smiles, as he kisses her cheek* "So nice..." -elsewhere- Dazai: "Zzz..." -alarm clock going off- Dazai: *smashes the alarm clock* -rip alarm clock- Dazai: =_______= *sits up in bed, stretches...looks at the time listed on the dead clock* -7:45 am- Dazai: *grunts, gets out of bed, leans back--snapping his back into position* "Okay..." *slips off his pajama pants, walks into the bathroom* -on the calendar, ango's birthday is listed for tomorrow- Dazai: "..." *light bulb* owo "Yay! Birthday!" *opens his window* "BIRTHDAY!" Bystander: "PUT ON SOME PANTS!" Dazai: "...Birthday suit!" -elsewhere- ango: o____.o; i had a bad feeling all the sudden.... -elsewhere- Kyoka: *tosses bunny plushie to Atsushi* atsushi: hmm? Kyoka: "...It's cute. Hug it." atsushi: *hugs* soft. *SNAP* atsushi: O_O;;;;;; what was that? Kyoka: *holding phone* "A photo." atsushi: oh. haha. ^^;;; Kyoka: *send* atsushi: *small smile* -elsewhere- Relan: *snores* shinra: zzzzz..... Relan: *turns over, his arm thrown over* shinra: =///= Relan: *hug* shinra: mmmmm~ Relan: *smooch* -elsewhere- Shotaro: "Look what I found!" *holds up a raccoon* mana: O-O;; Shotaro: "He was in the garbage can! I also found Assi and some sticky person." mana: *glances* Assi: *stuck in another can...with Mineta stuck on his head* "Kill me..." -elsewhere- Izuku: "Heading to the grocery, Mom! Need anything?" -elsewhere- Chuuya: "Zzz..." sonia: zzzzz.... Chuuya: *grunts...* *sits up* "...Rain..." -...you know she isnt here- Chuuya: "..." *covers his face* mito: *mew* Chuuya: *shakes his head, walks to the bathroom* sonia: zzzz.... Chuuya: *locks himself in the bathroom, sits on edge of the tub, putting his hands over his head* mito: *paws at the door* Chuuya: "..." *opens the door...stares at Mito* "..." mito: *she looks worried* Chuuya: *sits on the floor* "..." mito: *nuzzle* Chuuya: "..." *pets* mito: ^w^ Chuuya: *crying silently* sonia:.....*yawn* Chuuya: *shaking* sonia: papa? Chuuya: *lifts his head...his eyes are red* "...I'm sorry." sonia: *hug* Chuuya: *hug* "I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." sonia: u///u Chuuya: "I-I want to do all I can for you..." sonia: ... Chuuya: "I'm going to be there...because that's what your mother wants." sonia: .... -elsewhere- Bakugo: "Stupid, stupid, stupid..." eijiro: ??? Bakugo: "Not even in first place...Gonna need to do something desperate..." -elsewhere- Victor: *running* "DON'T KILL ME!" nozomi: ?!?! Victor: "I DIDN'T MEAN TO--" *ducks under a table* maki: GET OUT HERE! Victor: "NEVER!" *pulls a Nerf gun out from the table--and fires* maki: OW! Victor: owo;;;;; "I made it worse, didn't I?" -elsewhere- Kunikida: *knock knock* aya: hmm? Kunikida: "Checking in. Did you sleep?" aya: yep! thanks again for all this. Kunikida: "It is what must be done to expedite circumstances for you to acclimate yourself to this environment." aya:....huh? Kunikida: -___- "It was easy to get you an apartment than leaving you homeless." aya: ah...well, thanks a bunch ^^ Kunikida: "...What are you doing for today?" aya: i might just watch the sports festival today. Kunikida: "...Well..." *scratches his cheek* "If you want...the office has a big-screen TV..." aya: awesome! Kunikida: "...Very well. Follow me to the office." -elsewhere- midnight: the next round is....cavalry battle! ochako: cool! Mineta: "..." Q___Q "I suck at those..." midnight: -at the top, izuku midoriya is worth...ten million points! Izuku: ( | ) ~ ( | ) -eye glints from everywhere- Iida: *red eyes* Bakugo: *murderous red eyes* Izuku: ("Pressure. Under pressure. Pressing down on me...") midnight: alright everyone, get your teams ready! Izuku: *muttering* "I will have to think about who to include...Maybe him...Her? Yes...And maybe--" -everyone is avoiding him- Izuku: D: "U-Um, Ojiro?" -many surround Bakugo- Bakugo: o_____o Mineta: *waving his arms* Shouji! ???: hey deku! Izuku: Q_______Q "Huh?" ochako: want to be on a team? *smile* Todoroki: "!!!!" *turns, looking* Izuku: "URARAKA!!!!" *explosion of tears* ochako: *hammer space umbrella* well, wouldnt it make sense to team up with a friend? ^^ Izuku: "E-Even when everyone wants my ten million points?" ~_____~ Todoroki: "..." *he's sweating* ochako: sure. ^^ we still need two more teammates....!! iida! Iida: "..." *looks* "Yes?" Izuku: *happy face* "JOIN US!" Todoroki: "..." Iida: "...I'm listening." Iida: *looks at Ochaco* eijiro: oooi! bakugou! Bakugo: "...What?" eijiro: let's team up! *thumbs up* Bakugo: "...Why? All you can do is get hard." mina: phrasing, boom! eijiro: you want to get the ten-mil, right? Bakugo: "...You're one to talk, Raccoon Eyes. Got any handle on your--" *hears Eijiro* "...The hell did you just say?" eijiro: we can help you get the ten-mil! ^^ mina: im not a raccoon. Bakugo: "...And take down Deku..." *evil devil grin* mina: o-o;;; hanta: o.o;;; -with izuku's group- Izuku: "--and while Ochaco makes us weightless, you'll be the horse. That just leaves one more person as a rider, someone physically strong. I was thinking--" Iida: "I expect no less, Midoriya. But I decline." Izuku: owo;;;; "...What?" ochako: wait what?! D8 Iida: "You are wonderful friends, Uraraka, Midoriya. But if I want to be better, I can't depend on you alone. I have to get stronger. And it is not only Bakugo and Todoroki who see you as rivals..." *steps away...to Todoroki's team* Todoroki: "..." *whispers to Iida* "Did you manage to convince Uraraka--" Iida: "No. Stop asking." Todoroki: "...I-I was just curious." ochako: *sad face* well that's a bummer. ???: well well well, seems you two are in bit of a pickle here. ochako: yes, but-... 0-0 wait? mei: WANT TO TEAM UP WITH ME?! Izuku: "TOO CLOSE!" ochako: oh! you're the girl from the marathon! Izuku: "What are you--" mei: mei hatsume! support team student! nice to meet you! again! no doubt that they'll have their eyes on the number one winner, which means i'll be in the spotlight, and more importantly, my precious babies! Izuku: O_______O "...But you're so young." mei: in the support department, we work on equipment to make hero's quirks easier to use! ochako: oh. Thaaat’s what you mean! Izuku: "...Oh." .\\\. "Um...Oh! Is that a jetpack?" mei: yep! Izuku: "It looks like an exact replica of Buster Hero's! How did you do that? His agency used to be in my neighborhood! I remember seeing him..." *mutter mutter mutter* hitoshi:.....hey you. nirengeki: y-yes? -nirengeki's eyes glaze over- hitoshi: you're on my team, ok? nirengeki:....yeah. midnight: time's up! Monoma: *chuckles* Izuku: *putting on his headband* hitoshi: .... ochako: *determined* mei: hehehe~ Tokoyami: "Dark Shadow...Prepare." Dark Shadow: *roar* Izuku: "Let's do this!" midnight: get ready....BEGIN! Izuku: *sees two teams coming at him* O____O hagakure: we're gonna getchu, deku~ ^^ ochako: deku! the backpack! Izuku: O______O "R-Right! Ignition! Tokoyami, block--" Tokoyami: *tries to move--and looks down* "...Quicksand?" Izuku: "!!! Ochaco! Help us out!" *turns on jet pack to get them out of the quicksand* honezuki: you're not getting away _that_ easy! -FWEEEEEE- announcer: TEAM MIDORIYA HAS GONE AIRBORN! Tokoyami: "Not happening." *blocks* Izuku: "This is great, Mei! Your babies are amazing!" mei: arent they? ^^ Izuku: *nod nod* "I'll have to ask your help with more babies!" Dark Shadow: "PHRASING." ochako: we're making a landing! Sato: "Let's get them, Hagakure! Let's--" *looks up* "...Um, I think you're missing some clothes." jirou: dont stare at her per-......YOUR HEADBAND IS GONE! hagakure: OH NO! Sato: "Oh, sugar!" Monoma: *whistles, twirling headband* announcer: it's already chaos out there! Izuku: "!!! Shoji is coming at us! Ochaco, let's get back into the air!" ochako: on i-...IM STUCK?! O_O;; Izuku: "Wait...That's Mineta's ball! But where is he--?" Dark Shadow: *mutters* "Phrasing..." Mineta: "I'M EVERYWHERE!!!!" midnight: and bakugou's team is down to 0! Bakugo: *feels something sweep by his forehead* "What?!" Monoma: "I guess you won't need this..." mina: D8 HEY! Monoma: "It did not take a genius to realize what would be the next round--as the obstacle course was about thinning the herd, then raising the stakes in this round. Unlike you, jumping to the first action, Class 1B did long-term planning." mina: o-o; itsuka: o-o;;; oh no. Bakugo: "..." *smirks* "Long-term planning my ass. If you're so big on long-term planning, you wouldn't be some single loser with no chance of someone wanting to be around your unlikable ass." Monoma: "..." kosei: ouch. talk about a burn, and he's not even using his quirk. Monoma: *smirks* "Like he even has a handle on it." Bakugo: "...The fuck you say?" Monoma: "All this time at this school, and Bakugo is known for only one thing: getting trapped by the sludge monster." Bakugo: "..." Monoma: "It's so common, we might as well make it a yearly holiday: 'Bakugo gets captured day.'" Bakugo: *SNAP* "Kirishima...New plan..." eijiro: ?? .. O_O;;; um....baku- *Holy cow--he's on fire!* mina: O-O;;; hanta: O-O;;;;; Bakugo: "We're gonna get Deku...but first...I'M GONNA MURDER EVERY LAST ONE OF THESE CLASS 1 B MOTHERFUCKERS! (Excluding Itsuka...)" Monoma: "..." *smirks* shihai: well, this doesnt sound good. kosei: OwO;;; kaibara: i think we made him a bit too angry. eijiro: calm down man, he's just trying to get to your head! Bakugo: "NO, HE HASN'T!" *starts beating on Eijiro's head* "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU WAITING FOR! CHARGE, MOTHER FUCKER, CHARGE!!!" Monoma: "Huh. Maybe I did. Well, time to dodge." mina: let's go! Izuku: "What's the damage?" ochako: um...i think we're cornered. Todoroki: "..." Iida: "..." Izuku: o_o;;; "...This is a competition." ochako: OwO;;; Mineta: "Hey! We lost my headband! Let's get Izuku's!" announcer: SO FAR THEY'VE MANAGED TO EVADE TODOROKI FOR 5 MINUTES! can they keep it up? Izuku: "...Oh, super-crap." Todoroki: "...Oh. Other teams are coming. Momo, the cloak, please." momo: right! Todoroki: "Denki, begin." -SHASHOCK- itsuka: ORORORORORO Sato: X______X Mineta: "I DON'T WANT TO DIE A VIRGIN LIKE THIS!!!" hiryuu: <shiiiiiii-> ochako: O-O;;; this is bad- Izuku: "At least they didn't get us..." Todoroki: "Now, freeze." *sends out blast of ice across the floor, entrapping other teams* "Iida..." ochako: !!! Iida: *nods, as he speeds across, snatching the other teams' headbands* denki: *SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAM* -denki is now pantsless- jurota:....are those pikachu print underpants? manga: "nice" Todoroki: "...Momo, we'll get him new pants later. Iida, work around his pantslessness. Dark Shadow: *whimper* Izuku: "??? Tokoyami...?" Tokoyami: "As I said, we're lucky that Dark Shadow could withstand even that light..." ochako: ... -grab- ochako: !!!! Izuku: "...Wh-What just happened?!" Iida: *panting...* "Recipro Burst...an ability I have not shown..." *smiles* "I told you, Midoriya: I am your rival." Izuku: Q____Q >_____< "CHARGE!!!!!!!" ochako: *charging forwards....making a small glance to the audience* (thinking: is that...?) Endeavor: "...What a weak fool." ochako: ....*focusing* Izuku: "..." (Ochako: "I have to become a hero, to help Mom and Dad...") "..." *charges his hand...* Todoroki: "!!!" *holds up his arm--which ignites* Endeavor: "..." *smiles* ochako: !!! announcer: 10 SECONDS LEFT! Izuku: ("Which is it...I'll just grab the one he flipped around...the top one!") *power up grab--knocking back the flames and Todoroki's hand* Todoroki: "AAAAH!" *his hand is hit, limp* Izuku: ("I'm so sorry, Todoroki...but this is mine!") *grabs the headband, escaping* -9...8....7...- Bakugo: "DON'T YOU DARE FORGET ME, YOU ICY-HOT BASTARD!" Todoroki: *holding his hand, panting* "My hand!" -6....5...4...- Izuku: *looks at the headband* "I got it! I got--" ._.;;;;; -70- Izuku: Q____Q "...Shit." -5...- Izuku: "Turn back! We got to--" -4...- Dark Shadow: *swings back* -3...2...- Todoroki: "????" *looks up at his head* "What?!" Bakugo: "AAAARG!" -BEEEEEEEP- midnight: time's up! Bakugo: *face-plant* *Price Is Right fail theme plays* person: *answers phone* yeah? announcer: in first place, team todoroki! denki: will someone please give me some pants? announcer: in second place, TEAM BAKUGOU! mina: whew. announcer: in third place is- eh? team shinsou?! hitoshi: thanks for the help. nirengeki: ....*blinks* w-wha? is it over already? Iida: "Momo made these for you, Denki." *holds up plaid pants* Bakugo: *banging his head against the ground* denki: .... QuQ ochako: ....hey deku. *points to tokoyami* Izuku: "Guys, I'm sorry I--" mei + ochako: *pointing to tokoyami* Izuku: "But I wanted to apologize--" Tokoyami: "Stop. And promise you won't cry." Izuku: "...Okay, I promise." Tokoyami: "When you hit Todoroki, you shook him. I tried to get the 10 million, and I failed. I am sorry." Izuku: "...But this is my fault--" Tokoyami: "But I got another." ochako: OoO mei: !! Dark Shadow: *holds the 519 headband* Izuku: "..." *geyser tears* Dark Shadow: "HE SAID NOT TO CRY!" Tokoyami: -____- announcer: in 4th place. TEAM MIDORIYA!! inko: *geyser tears* IIIZUUUUKUUUUU!!!! neighbor: *stomping* KEEP IT DOWN! inko: sorry! Neighbor #2: "Her son won something--you shut up, Frank!" frank: .n. *shuts up* ochako: ^^.....*looks over at todoroki* Todoroki: *clutching his hand...shaking...* ochako:....*looks up at the audience* Endeavor: "...Disappointing." *turns away for the exit* ochako: ..... Endeavor: *walks down the stairs* -elsewhere- Kunikida: "...That was quite impressive." aya: did you see them? they were like WOOOSH and KABLAM and NYYYYOOM! Kunikida: "Hmm. Yes. There were many explosions...Would you be interested in attending the games in person?" aya: *shiny eyes* for reals?? Kunikida: "We have favors to call in. And some of our members are participating in the games." aya: woah really?? -elsewhere- miura: that was quite a spectacle, sir. Mori: "...Who was that boy?" miura: *looking it up* neito monoma. a UA student. Mori: "A UA student, who has stayed under the radar this long? He has a quirk?" miura: yes. being able to copy the quirk of anyone he touches for 5 minutes, but he is only able to use one at a time. Mori: "Hmm...Ask Akutagawa to keep an eye on that boy." miura: understood, sir. Mori: *smiles, sips his drink* -elsewhere- Benimaru: "Get in the hole." Mr. Tsubaki: "I DON'T WANT TO GO INTO THE HOLE!" Benimaru: "Do I have to force you into that hole?" Mr. Tsubaki: "I'm too big for your hole!" Benimaru: "No, you're not. Just push yourself in--" Tsukiyo: *outside* O\\\\\\\o *brain has broken* kirei: ^^; Mr. Tsubaki: "Fine! I'll hide in your stupid, smelly hole." Benimaru: *nods* fang-hua: you know he means the tunnels, right? Tsukiyo: *squishes Fang-Hua's cheeks* "Don't ruin this...for me..." fang-hua:.... -.-; Mr. Tsubaki: "...Where does it go?" Benimaru: "Just follow the path. I have someone waiting for you." Mr. Tsubaki: "???" -elsewhere- Sakuya: "..." *his hands are shaking* "I-I-I don't believe this..." naho: is something wrong? Sakuya: *holds up a photo...of him as a baby* naho: .... !!! Sakuya: "It-It's from the hospital..." naho: ....sakkun... Sakuya: Q_____Q naho:....*hugs* Sakuya: *hug* Y______Y -elsewhere- ango: ._____..; kirako: ^^; Kunikida: -_______- "I was going to spend a quiet evening organizing my books." ango: -_.-; Dazai: "Come on--you two needed to come out! In public. For fun. That's all I meant." kirako: ^^; Kunikida: "..." *eyeglass flash* "Which is why you promised to pay for Ango's meal, yes?" Dazai: OWO;;;; "...Huh?" ango: did you forget what tomorrow is? any birthdays? *glasses shine* Dazai: OWO;;; *looks into his wallet* "...My poor babies...Daddy has to give you away to buy food..." ango: -__.-; please dont refer to yourself as 'daddy'. Kunikida: "The thought of you procreating is repugnant." Dazai: Q_________Q kirako: ^^; Kunikida: "Ango, what will you be ordering? Something expensive, I imagine." -elsewhere- Bakugo: "GET BACK HERE, YOU SMUG, SMIRKING PIECE OF SHIT!" Monoma: *dodging* "Sorry, can't hear you!" hanta: come on, you already won, bakugo- Bakugo: "I WAS GOING TO RIP THE POINTS OFF OF DEKU BEFORE THIS ASSHOLE GOT IN THE WAY, ALL BECAUSE HE KEEPS HARASSING ITSUKA! I'M GOING TO BEAT HIS ASS, THEN I'M GOING TO BEAT DEKU'S ASS, THEN I'M GOING TO LOCK TODOROKI IN A REFRIGERATOR AND TOSS IT OFF A CLIFF!" hanta:.....holy cow. mina: .-.; eijiro:....*softly, but with a lot of emotion* bruh. Todoroki: *leaving the nurse's office, his sprained wrist healed* "..." ("I screwed up...I wasn't supposed to awaken it...") ochako: hey todoroki. ^^ congrats on making first! Todoroki: "..." *stares at her* ochako: ....how's your wrist? Todoroki: "It's fine." *turns* ochako: ....is something bothering you? Todoroki: "...Why did you work with Midoriya?" ochako: eh? well, because we're friends. ^^ plus he looked lonely, i dont want anyone to feel left out. Todoroki: "What if I wanted you on my team?" ochako: me? *points to herself* then maybe tsuyu would have joined deku's team then? Todoroki: "And if you were on my team, your weightlessness could have been helpful..." ochako: i guess it would have been. ^^ Todoroki: "...You...did well out there." ochako:.... *smiles* thanks. Todoroki: "...Well, I should get something to eat." -\\\- -elsewhere- Rin: "Yay, Izuku!" Death the Kid: Izuku: ^\\\\^ madoka: congrats on winning 4th! kyouko: not bad. shinra: you did awesome out there, man! Izuku: ^\\\^ "I-I couldn't have done it without my team..." Dark Shadow: *gobbling another apple* mei: ^^ hmm? where did the gravity girl go? Izuku: "Oh...She said she wanted to check on Todoroki." mei: ah, i see. Izuku: "...I hope he's okay...I didn't mean to hit his hand so hard...but that fire--" shinra: it didnt seem like the same kind of fire that i use, or anyone with an ignition ability, really. Izuku: "I thought the same...I think it has to do with Todoroki inheriting his ability as a Quirk, whereas Ignition Abilities...well, you had told me..." shinra: *nods* Izuku: "...Something not hereditary but...transmitted..." shinra: ?? tsuyu: hey izuku. Izuku: "!!! H-Hey, Tsuyu--Tsu! Um...I'm sorry about the competition." tsuyu: it's fine, no hard feelings, right? Izuku: ^\\\^ "R-Right...You have dinner yet?" -elsewhere- Yohei: *holding up burnt pasta* o___O -elsewhere- Endeavor: *standing outside the stadium* All Might: "Been a long time...Endeavor." ochako: ?? *peeeeek* Endeavor: "..." *flames higher* "All Might..." All Might: "...Happy to see you! Let's get ice cream!" ochako: *listening* Endeavor: "Get out of my sight. As if I'd have ice cream with you--" All Might: "Oh, right--sorry! That was insensitive! We'll get something hot--" Endeavor: "I don't want any damn tea!" ochako: ... (thinking: jeez, mr endeavor's a jerk.) All Might: "...I just wanted to congratulate you and Little Shoto. That was an impressive victory, all without using his left side. I know someone is raising him well--which is why I wanted to ask for your help in training the next generation--" Endeavor: "..." *chuckles* "That happy-go-lucky attitude of yours...That is your undoing. It pisses me off." All Might: *tiny voice* "I-I'm sorry--" ochako: *glare* (thinking: wow, he's _really_ a jerk! ) Endeavor: "I didn't raise that boy. I created him." All Might: "...Huh?" ochako: ?? Endeavor: "That rebellious little brat...I made him for one purpose: to surpass you!" All Might: "...Eh?!" ochako: ?! Endeavor: "I'm gonna make sure he surpasses you...With the power of that mother of his, and my power, all he needs is the right motivation...His mother made sure to give him that. Now he'll desire to surpass me...surpass you...to be the best hero. My blood in his veins will make sure of that. Say goodbye to all that fame, All Might..." *sneers* "It's mine now." ochako:.....*exits* ....(thinking: todoroki....) All Might: "Um...Okay...Well...Good...talk?" Endeavor: "Go fuck yourself." All Might: o____O Endeavor: *leaves* -elsewhere- Lucy: Q_____Q "Oh no..." atsushi: what's wrong?? Lucy: "I...kinda put a bet on who would win the round in the Sports Festival." atsushi: o-o oh. with who? ranpo: YEAH! hello 20 bucks! welcome to my wallet! Lucy: >______< "T-Take it, you overgrown child!" *tosses money at Ranpo, hugs her plushie* ranpo: ^^ Kyoka: "Too bad. I guess it doesn't pay to bet against someone thinking four steps ahead." atsushi: (thinking: im convinced he may be an esper in some way...) *a knock against the door, as it sounds like someone has dropped a body there* atsushi: O-O;; Dazai: *collapsed in front of the door* TT____TT atsushi: um.... ._.; kirako: *helping him to the couch* Dazai: "My money...All my money..." Kunikida: *enters* "...I brought dessert." Kyoka: "Mine." atsushi: ^^; Kyoka: *offers a slice of cake to Ranpo* Lucy: "So, you get your date's number--" Kunikida: *glare* Lucy: "Eep!" *hides behind Atsushi* -elsewhere- Kid: *changing into pajamas* stocking: *in negligee* Kid: *smiles* "Looks great on you." stocking: thanks~ but i bet it'd look better on the floor~ Kid: o\\\\o "...I-I would have to do a comparison to check..." -elsewhere- Shousaku: *looking at a Bible* "Whose is that?" yana: that would be the padre's. leo: i shall return this to him. *picks it up and walks off* Hawthorne: *writing onto scraps of paper* leo: *knocking* pastor. you forgot this. Hawthorne: "...Oh. Thank you." *holds out his hand* leo: *hands it to him* Hawthorne: "...Do you like sermons?" leo: i dont have the time today. perhaps some other time. *she walks away* Hawthorne: "..." *hugs his book* YY____YY leo: ... Hawthorne: *sniffs, opens his book...continues writing* -elsewhere- Todoroki: "Oh, you're back." ochako: ...just had to use the facilities. ^^ Todoroki: "...Ah..." *looks at the clock* "...Are you returning home?" ochako: *nods* Todoroki: "...I'll walk you home." ochako: ... *thinking about what endeavor said...* Todoroki: "...What?" ochako: ....you want dinner with us? ^^; Todoroki: "...'Us'?" ochako: me and my family? Todoroki: "...Would they mind?" ochako: i'll call and ask. ^^ Todoroki: "...I would like that." ochako: ^^ -elsewhere- Victor: X________X -elsewhere- katya: *siiigh* bored....im gonna get something to drink... Shousaku: *in the kitchen* katya: who let you outta your cell, brat? Shousaku: "...I said I wanted a glass of water. The guard led me here." katya: ah. yana:...*smug smile* Shousaku: "You wanted a drink, too?" yana: nah. i told zoey that fyodor wanted some tea, so she went to bring him some....meanwhile ivan is _also_ bringing him tea. i have the camera set up. want to watch? katya: oh hell yeah! this is gonna be good, i can tell! Shousaku: "??? Why would that be a problem?": yana: oh dont worry, my dude. this is gonna be hysterical. zoey: *entering the room....at the same time as ivan....* *smiles, twitching slightly* Ivan: "...Hello, Miss Lewis." zoey: .....might i....ask what you're doing? *hands shaking.* Ivan: "To tend to Master Dostoevsky. He asked me for tea." zoey: what a coincidence...master fyodor...asked the same of me.... -murderous aura- pushkin: *turns the corner...spots them....turns and walks away* nope nope nope nope not touchin that nope. Ivan: *smiles...shaking* "That seems unlikely. Master Dostoevsky would not want to trouble you. He knows how difficult it is for you to make tea as he desires." zoey: i would...gladly...go out of my way for him. ^^# Ivan: "Oh, I know, Miss Lewis. But let's face it--you do have difficulty following instructions." zoey: *vein burst* i always....do as...master asks...of me... ^^## katya: *malicious chuckle* yana: *whistle* how she gonna recover from that one? Ivan: "...You try. But sometimes, Master Dosyoevsky wants someone who knows how to fulfill his every desire...Otherwise, if he was already fulfilled, I don't think he would be asking me." katya: OH! dang that gotta sting. zoey: *snarling* Ivan: "And there we go, with the snarling, like the bitch you are--" zoey: why y-you little- keek: um...excuse me? Ivan: "Yes, child?" keek: i was just....wanting to know where the bathroom was? QuQ zoey: *opens the door and goes in* Ivan: "!!!" *pushes past Keek to get to the door before he's locked out* keek: *knocked over* >< Ivan: *pushes his way inside* Shousaku: "!!!" FD: "...Zoey. Ivan. What the hell?" zoey: y-your tea master fyodor! yana: do we have a tie on our hands? lets see what the judge has to say. Ivan: "I made it just as you want it!" *pushes into Zoey* FD: O_O "Um, be careful--" zoey: >^< -nice catch- yana: his tea didnt even drop. katya: we have a winner for this round! FD: "..." *looks at the tea...sips* zoey: D8 ..... *hateful glare at ivan* Ivan: *smiles at FD* "I only wish to serve you, Master~" *smirks at Zoey* FD: "Not bad." zoey: *shaking* FD: "Let's try Zoey's." Ivan: D8 "What?" zoey: *shiny eyes* yana: OOOOOH PLOT TWIST! FD: *sips her cup* "...What did you add to this, Zoey?" zoey: i put my own blood into it. yana: .....im not even shocked. katya: ew. Ivan: O_______O Shousaku: "..." *dry heave* FD: "...Zoey, we need to talk about that..." zoey: do you...not like it? FD: "Did you add it because of my condition?" zoey: i wanted....to be a part of you....<3 Ivan: "..." ("She's mad...") FD: "..." *smiles* "But Zoey, you're already part of me..." zoey: ah~<3 yana: ugh, massive cringe points. katya: he's doing this to troll us, i just know it. *gag* FD: *strokes a finger under her chin* Ivan: "S-Sir! I could...I could..." zoey: *small glare back at ivan* FD: *looks at Ivan* "You could what?" Ivan: O______O "...I could let you lick more of her blood!" leo: ..... (thinking: ivan....) *sigh* FD: "..." *looks at Zoey* zoey: would you....like that, master? FD: "...Sure, why not." Ivan: *already holding a knife* zoey: *slicing into her shoulder with her scalpel* Ivan: D:< FD: "..." *smiles, as he licks up the blood* zoey: ah~ u////u Ivan: "...Sir, I--" leo: .... FD: *presses Zoey down onto his bed* zoey: ah~! Ivan: "..." *sets his tea down on the table...turns to leave* leo:....ivan. try not to be too disheartened... *she seems concerned* Ivan: *slams the door shut behind him, storms forward--knocking Keek down again* keek: >^< WHY leo: ....ivan? will you be alright? Ivan: "I'm fine!" *keeps walking* leo:....do you want something to drink? Ivan: "...Sure." leo:....*small smile* -elsewhere- Monoma: Q_____Q pony: sorrya ya didnt make it to da next round, nate. Monoma: "I thought the plan was perfect..." pony: ?? Monoma: "How did that hot-head break through defenses?" kaibara: he seemed pretty pissed off....scary. Monoma: "No kidding...He's like a villain." student: and interesting way to call the kettle, pot. Monoma: "NAME ONE VILLAINOUS THING I HAVE EVER DONE!" kaibara: stalking itsuka, harassing bakugou for talking to itsuka, lying about owning a Rolex. Monoma: "I DIDN'T KNOW IT SAID 'FOLEX!'" kaibara: you own and show off a bootleg watch. and that's terrible. Monoma: "..." *takes off the watch, puts it in his pocket* "There. Better?" -elsewhere- Todoroki: "...This is your home?" ochako: yep. Todoroki: "It looks...cozy." mama uraraka: welcome home honey! ochako: hey mom! mama uraraka: yuu came over today too. yuu: welcome home. ochako: hey yuu! *hug* Todoroki: "...???" ochako: todoroki, this is my cousin, yuu. yuu, mom, this is my friend from school, todoroki. mama uraraka: nice to meet you. Todoroki: "...Likewise, ma'am." *holds out his hand* -elsewhere- Joker: Q________Q "So cold..." scarlet: i have the heat on. Joker: *shakes ice cubes out of his socks* scarlet:...im not even going to ask. Joker: *puts his feet near a portable heater* =\\\\\= -elsewhere- Relan: *with a laptop* "..." iris: whats up? Relan: "...Just looking at an outfit..." -elsewhere- Kid: *purrs* stocking: *sigh* how was that~? Kid: *smiles* "Perfect..." *cuddle* stocking: ^^ *smooch* Kid: ^\\\\^ "Stocking..." *pats her inner thigh* stocking: ah~ Kid: *small massage of her thigh, as he rests his head against her shoulder* -elsewhere- Izuku: *in his All Might pajamas, writing notes* "--then Dark Shadow's abilities in absolute darkness would be its power at its greatest..." -elsewhere- Bakugo: *grumbling, holding a bowl of melted ice cream* papa bakugou: you did great today, son. ^^ Bakugo: "It wasn't first. How is that 'great'?" papa bakugou: at least you made it to the next round, right? Bakugo: "And when I get there, I'm going to beat Deku into the ground!" -elsewhere- Akitaru: *looking at old newspaper articles* shinra: ?? Akitaru: "This is what newspapers covered after...what happened to my family." *sets it down...there are images of firefighters, Akitaru with his head buried in his hands* shinra:......*his stomach drops....and he just hugs akitaru* ........ Akitaru: "!!! ..." *pats his back* "I didn't mean to upset you..." shinra:.....its fine.... Akitaru: "I just...was thinking something here has to show a link...I don't think this was an accident." shinra: .... Akitaru: "The bugs...Human combustion...Something just seems connected." shinra:.... (thinking: those dreams too...) Akitaru: "I want to be careful going into the Nether. Giovanni is a smooth talker--he can confuse people with his pseudo-intellectual stuff. So don't fall for it." shinra:... *he nods* Akitaru: "Let's review these files in the morning. Get some sleep, son." shinra:....ok, night dad. Akitaru: *smiles* "Night." *pats his back* -early morning- Todoroki: "Zzz..." fuyumi: *making breakfast* Todoroki: *sits up* =_____= -elsewhere- Black Star: "Zzz..." Sakuya: *yawns* lilac: zzzz tsubaki: morning. Sakuya: "Hey...Sleep okay?" tsubaki: *nods* you? Sakuya: "More or less...Weird dream about...childhood." tsubaki:....want to talk about it? *making tea* Sakuya: "...You have baby photos?" tsubaki: *she nods and gets out a photo album* .....*sad smile* Sakuya: "...We never had many photos...That's your brother?" tsubaki: *she nods* ... Sakuya: "The family resemblance is strong...He looks tall." tsubaki: ....*she nods....wiping her eyes* Sakuya: "...I'm sorry...I...know a bit about that." tsubaki: i-it's fine. Sakuya: "...I miss her." tsubaki: ?? Sakuya: "M-My sister..." tsubaki:....*pats his back* Sakuya: "..." *hug* -elsewhere- Patty: *serving seven stacks of pancakes* stocking: *nom* Kid: Q___Q "I wanted another one..." stocking: you can have one of mine. Kid: TTWTT "Thank you..." stocking: ^^ Patty: *puts a dollop of blueberry jam on her pancake* -elsewhere- -rain begins to fall- Chuuya: *looking out a window* sonia: *brushing her doll's hair* Chuuya: "Really coming down hard out there..." sonia: *looks out the window* ... Chuuya: "...Raining cats and dogs, as they say..." sonia:...but i dont see any, besides mito. mito: *mewl* Chuuya: *chuckle* "It's an expression. Just means a lot of water coming down." sonia: oh....*looks up* do you think the sky is sad today? Chuuya: "...Maybe. Not sure why it'd be..." sonia:....do you think it misses mama too? Chuuya: "...It wouldn't surprise me." sonia: .... Chuuya: "A lot of people miss her..." sonia:....*hug* Chuuya: *hug* -elsewhere- keek:.....*hearing the sound*.... !!! *running towards it* (thinking: rain drops....i-i can hear rain drops!!) *drip drip drop drip* keek: *running so fast she's practically tripping on her own feet.....she can see a light from the outside....tears falling down her cheeks* ah... ???: "...Things I almost remember, and a song someone sings..." keek: *paralyzed with fear* ......*eyes wide, pupils shrunk....she slowly looks behind her* FD: "...safe and warm..." *aims* keek: *making a beeline for the exit, screaming* FD: "...prance through a silver storm..." *BANG* keek: *collapses as she feels a sharp pain in her right calf* !!!! ... *crawling to the exit, tears still falling from fear* FD: *already standing over her...puts a heel on her hand* keek: AH! *looking up, terrified* i....i do...i dont.... FD: "..." *aims at her head* keek: *crying* I DONT WANT TO DIE!!! FD: "Then why do you run?" keek: *screaming* S-SOMEONE! HELP ME! PELASE!! ???: "What are you doing to her?!" FD: *eyeroll--as he fires a shot just past her leg* keek: !!! Hawthorne: "She is already terrified! I think she got your message..." keek: *sobbing, trying to get away, but about to pass out from the pain* zoey: shall i.....put the pastor back in line?....then take care of the patient? FD: "...Tend to the patient first." zoey: of course. *she drags zoey back into the darkness of the tunnels as she screams and cries for help* keek: *glancing up at some text on the wall...* -Zverkov Mining- -elsewhere underground- pushkin: ?? hey gon, kat, did you hear those gun shots too? katya: *already has her guns out* are we under attack? Ivan: *follows the sound* leo: !! keek: *fainted* zoey: oh she isnt dead....yet anyway. Ivan: "And you're cracking jokes while she's bleeding out?" leo: ._.; zoey: *just drags her to medical* katya: looks like she got shot. Ivan: "Yes...But why--" FD: "Because." Ivan: o\\\w\\\o yana: guessin she tried to run? FD: "Yes. Make sure she doesn't again." yana: i could tell. FD: "So, keep an eye on her." -elsewhere-

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That Bandage Freak is Actually...

A Soukoku Fic

Summary: Chuuya, a young librarian, is searching for love, but he couldn’t possibly find it in that bandage-wasting disaster who’s tearing up his library. Could he?

My contribution for Soukoku Week Day 1 (sartorialism)

Relationship: Soukoku (Dazai/Chuuya)

Betaread by the amazing Whisp ( @waveswordswhispers) and Mina ( @fraink5-writes)!

Read it on Ao3 here!

After a particularly annoying bout of traffic, Chuuya strolled into the library five minutes after opening time, ready to work. The first thing he noticed is a strange man switching books on one of the shelves… improperly. The guy was fucking up the library’s orderly system. “Uh… boss?” Chuuya approached the counter where his boss, a young woman wearing an extravagant kimono, worked. “That guy over there is messing up the library.”

Kouyou glanced over Chuuya’s shoulder at the bandage-wrapped stranger. “Oh.” She frowned slightly. ��That’s our new part-time employee, Dazai. He doesn’t have much experience, does he?” she sighed as if she didn’t want him there, even though she was the one who had hired him. The characters one hired when in desperate need of workers could be nightmares, angels, or anywhere in between. This one, dressed like a mummy, was most definitely going to be a nightmare. “Why don’t you lend him a hand, Chuuya?”

“Yes, boss,” Chuuya agreed. In his head, he sighed reluctantly. He wasn’t ready for whatever hell experience the new guy had waiting for him. Still, he trudged over to the sloppy brunette, trying to keep the frown off his face. “Let me help you out a bit. You’re new, right?”

Dazai, as Kouyou called him, laughed quietly, a hint of blush lit up his face–well, the part of his face that wasn’t smothered in bandages. The bandages engulfed a large part of his face, covering his left eye entirely. Kouyou must have been really desperate when he hired this freak. “This is my first day…”

“First job too?” Chuuya joked internally. As the (clearly) better person, he couldn’t say that out loud. “Do you know how books are organized in a library, Dazai?”

Dazai blinked upon hearing his name before glancing at Kouyou who wore one of the fakest smiles Chuuya had seen in his entire career as a librarian. “Nope!”

“Alright. Let me explain.”

And so, Chuuya ended up explaining the entire library system while Dazai simply nodded. Chuuya couldn’t help but wonder if Dazai actually understood all of it. “Well, I’ve got my own work to take care of. Let me know if you need anymore help.”

“Okay! Will do, uh…”

“Chuuya.”

“Chuuya-kun!”

“Just Chuuya is fine.” Chuuya was done with this bandaged freak already.

…

Surprisingly, Dazai did not pester Chuuya that day (or any other day) with additional questions. Even more surprisingly, it seemed as if he understood Chuuya’s lecture quite clearly. The organization of the shelves he worked on was almost impressive. Not a single book out of line. When Chuuya didn’t have to see those ridiculous bandages, he could almost regard Dazai as a valuable member of the library’s workforce.

In fact, the current hour, his lunch break, was one of those times. Chuuya settled down into his usual booth at the local cafe and pulled his laptop out from his bag. He bit into his sandwich once before the moment was ruined.

“Eating alone, Chuuya?” Dazai was peering over his shoulder at the empty seat on the other side of the table. “Mind if I join you?”

“I’m alright.” After the words left his mouth, Chuuya realized they came off rudely. “I’m not lonely if that’s what you’re worried about.”

“That’s good,” Dazai frowned slightly, “but I’m a bit lonely myself, so if not for you, may we sit together for me?”

Chuuya wanted to say no, but he couldn’t unless he wanted to be an asshole. He didn’t really want to appear that way. Besides, it was his policy not to judge people by appearances (even if he had betrayed that policy multiple times over the past week since Dazai joined). Dazai was a bit sketchy appearance-wise, but Chuuya decided to live by his beliefs this time. “Go ahead. I might not be great company though.”

“Ah, thank you!” Instead of sitting down across from Chuuya though, Dazai continued looking over his shoulder. “A dating website? Are you looking for a date?”

“Yeah.” Chuuya glared at the the redhead on the screen. He didn’t actually have an issue with “Tachihara,” but he needed to release his anger somewhere.

“Hmm… No offense, but he’s not really that attractive…”

“Did I ask for your opinion?” Chuuya hissed in his head.

“I’m not a huge fan of the bandage on the nose.” Dazai finally sat down when Chuuya slammed his laptop closed. “It’s tasteless in my opinion.”

“In what way?” Chuuya was almost eager to hear what Dazai had to say back. The idiot was covered from head to toe in bandages, yet he had the audacity to criticize one small bandage on the nose. What kind of excuse would he offer?

“It looks like he got into a fight and lost. Pretty pathetic, don’t you think?”

Chuuya almost choked on a laugh. Was this guy for real? “If he looks like he lost a fight, you look like you lost to an elephant.” He noticed a small frown surface on Dazai’s face briefly, and while Chuuya didn’t care too much, he had to be nice. “Besides, I try not to judge people by their appearances.”

“That’s admirable!” Dazai smiled, sipping his drink slowly. He didn’t say anything after that.

…

“Um… Chuuya?” Dazai peeked out from behind the bookshelf Chuuya was organizing.

“Yeah?” Chuuya really didn’t want to talk to Dazai, but he wasn’t going shoo him away.

Dazai finally fully appeared from behind the shelf. “I’m really sorry for butting in the other day.” He bowed slightly.

Chuuya was frankly surprised. “No, uh, it’s alright. Don’t worry about it.” Now that the issue was resolved, he and Dazai could return to their usual awkward relationship, which in fact wasn’t very different at all–the only real difference being that Chuuya was no longer angry. Anyway, Dazai could leave Chuuya alone now that the conflict had ended.

Chuuya reached up to pull a book from the top shelf but couldn’t grab it, a sad reminder that he had stopped growing about 7 years ago at the age of 15. Thankfully, having a year of experience, Chuuya had a technique up his sleeve. He glanced towards Kouyou’s desk. She was on the phone with a customer and looking in the opposite direction just as Chuuya had hoped. Keeping his eyes on the boss, he lifted his leg and stepped onto the lowest shelf. Then, he grabbed a higher shelf with his two hands and began to simultaneously pull and push himself up. He was so close now. So clos–

The book was gone? It was just there a minute ago. Did someone take it while he was watching Kouyou? Chuuya turned his head around stiffly, the faintest idea of who it could be creeping unwantedly into his thoughts.

“Here!” Sure enough, Dazai was standing behind him offering him the very book he had been trying to get. “It looked like you needed help, so I took it down for you!” He smiled innocently.

Chuuya jumped off the bookshelf and snatched the book from Dazai’s hand. “I did not need help!”

“You didn’t?” Dazai blinked. “But you were climbing the bookshelf…”

“That’s how I reach high books.” Chuuya grumbled. His secret technique sounded pretty stupid when Dazai phrased it like that.

“Why don’t you just ask someone taller?”

“I can get them myself. That’s why.” Chuuya knew Dazai wasn’t trying to belittle him with that suggestion, but he hated being reminder that he was short. It was a sensitive topic for him. He wasn’t tall or slim like models and Dazai were; he was short and muscular. The muscles were nice–he liked those–but being short just made him the butt of the same unfunny jokes over and over again.

“But you could also get hurt.”

“I know what I’m doing. I’ve done this before. I won’t fall, okay?” Chuuya, hoping to end the painful conversation in which he was stuck, started moving towards the desk.

“If you insist…” Dazai sighed, following Chuuya. “But I’d prefer if you just asked me instead.”

“We’ll see…” Chuuya relented. They wouldn’t see. He didn’t need Dazai’s help. “Oh, and thanks, I guess…” Even if he felt unnecessarily belittled, Dazai did help him which was pretty nice. Dazai wasn’t such a terrible guy after all.

“My pleasure!”

…

Chuuya couldn’t help but notice that Dazai was sitting by himself in a small booth tucked in the corner of Chuuya’s favorite cafe. He tried to ignore it–he really did–but he couldn’t. He stood up with a sigh and approached the lonely brunette. “Eating alone, Dazai?”

“Eh?” Dazai looked up from his untouched plate of food. “I guess so.” He scratched the back of his neck, letting out a weak laugh.

“You can join me if you’d like.” Chuuya hoped he wasn’t making a mistake.

“Are you sure?” The smile on Dazai’s face betrayed the hesitation in his voice.

“Yeah, you don’t need to sit alone.” Chuuya returned to his favorite spot, and Dazai skipped behind him. It wasn’t going to just be his spot anymore. It would now belong to him and Dazai, a weird thought.

“You know, Chuuya, I realized that I don’t know a lot about you. You’ve always seemed a bit distant with me. Frankly, I’m surprised you invited me to join you. Of course, I’m extremely grateful for that!” He bowed his head in apology. “Please don’t shoo me away.”

Chuuya though would have much rathered that he himself disappeared. Dazai had noticed the way Chuuya had initially been avoiding him which made Chuuya feel ashamed of himself. He considered apologizing, but he honestly just didn’t want to talk about it. “Well, there isn’t much to know really. What did you want to know?”

“Anything!” Dazai grinned eagerly.

“Alright…” Chuuya told Dazai about how he grew up in an orphanage although he spent most of his childhood in the local library. He continued with his two college majors in French and literature and how he liked to translate French texts into Japanese during his free time, and that might have led to a mainly one-sided conversation about classic French authors. “What about you, Dazai?” he asked eventually though only five minutes of their lunch break remained.

“I haven’t done anything nearly as impressive,” Dazai sighed, “I didn’t even go to college.”

“Really?” Chuuya had to remind himself of his initial impressions of Dazai in order to fully accept those words. “What about employment? You had to have another job before this one, right?”

“I did. Well, I still do, actually.” Dazai checked his watch. “We can save that for another day. We need to return to the library now.”

“Oh. Okay.” Chuuya frowned slightly. He really wanted to know what it was. Who was Dazai outside the library?

…

The next time Chuuya needed to grab a book off the top shelf, Dazai wasn’t even there. According to Kouyou, he had some business to take care of in the morning. Either way, he wouldn’t be there to get the book for Chuuya. Oh well, Chuuya still had his handy dandy trick.

He placed his shoe on the lowest shelf, grabbed the sides of the bookshelf, and using his boot to push up, he pulled himself onto the first shelf completely. He reached for the book, but it was still too far away. Kids were giggling somewhere nearby, and even though he didn’t want to be seen doing this, he refused to stop. He had already started climbing. They couldn’t possibly judge him anymore. He pulled himself onto the second shelf. Letting go of one of the sides, he stretched his arm to touch the book. He could feel it’s rough casing, but he wasn’t high enough to get a good grasp.

The door behind him rang out a small bell noise as it usually did when someone entered or exited the library. Chuuya prayed that it wasn’t Kouyou returning from her lunch break. He didn’t want to know what sort of face she would make although he had a good idea in his imagination.

Something crashed into the back of the bookshelf, and a girl shouted out “No rough housing, Yumeno!”

But it was too late for that. Chuuya was already falling. “Shi–”

But he didn’t hit the floor, landing softly instead against someone’s chest. Two bandaged arms were wrapped around his waist. “Are you alright?”

“Dazai?” Chuuya peered up to see the brunette staring down at him. “I-I’m fine.”

“This is why I said you should ask me…” Dazai sighed, lowering Chuuya’s feet to the floor.

“You weren’t here when I checked!” Chuuya’s face burned. He had fallen from the bookshelf, and Dazai saw it and caught him. In his arms. Chuuya wasn’t sure whether the fall or the catch lit up his cheeks more.

“Sorry, I had something to do. Anyway, I’m glad you’re okay, Chuuya. You scared me for a second.”

“You were sca…?” Chuuya shook his head. “Sorry. I’ll try not to scale anymore bookshelves in the future…”

“Try not to what?” A woman’s voice replied. Kouyou was standing right next to them.

“Nothing.” Chuuya quickly answered. Hopefully, she’d drop it at that.

…

“Not to bother you, Chuuya, but” Dazai suddenly spoke up, “I need to put some books on the shelf you’re sitting in front.”

Chuuya jolted up and turned to face the brunette, closing the magazine he had been reading. He used his thumb as a bookmark for the page he was on. “Sorry.”

“It’s alright! Everyone gets distracted occasionally!” Dazai laughed, probably trying to reassure himself that it was alright. Chuuya had found Dazai with his nose in a book several times since he had joined about a month ago. “What are you reading anyway?”

“Just some article about that model, Shuuji.” Chuuya flipped open to the pages his thumb was marking. One of the pages was simply a picture of Shuuji. He wasn’t smiling–he never typically was. That was supposedly attractive. It didn’t really bewitch Chuuya personally, but he understood the appeal. In fact, minus the never-smiling thing, Shuuji was undoubtedly attractive: thin and tall with soft brown hair and caramel eyes that Chuuya imagined would have been warm if Shuuji actually smiled in the camera. Unfortunately, he didn’t, and his eyes simply looked dead.

“Hmm…” Dazai leaned closer for a better look. “He’s not really my type.”

“What is your type exactly?” Chuuya couldn’t even guess.

“I think I prefer curly red hair. Blues eyes and a proud yet kind personality are nice too.”

That was Chuuya. Dazai had just described Chuuya. Chuuya’s face hit record-breaking temperatures. He was blushing furiously. “I… I don’t know what to say… I wasn’t expecting that… at all… holy shit.”

Dazai laughed softly, pink highlighting his cheeks. “Sorry, that was really sudden on my part. You can just forget about it.”

“I…” How was Chuuya supposed to respond? Did he view Dazai that same way?

“Oh yeah,” Dazai interrupted Chuuya’s thoughts. “What happened with Mr. Bandaid Nose?”

“Oh. Michizou, you mean?” Chuuya wasn’t going to object to a new subject until right then when he started speaking. Suddenly, he dreaded the topic significantly. “Well, actually, uh, Michizou and I, uh, we hit it off pretty well, so we’re going to, uh, meet up this weekend.” Of all topics, why did Dazai switch to this one?

“You got a date!” Dazai clapped his hands together. “Congrats!” His eyes looked hollow.

“Yeah, the only problem is that I don’t know what to wear… he invited me to a fancy restaurant, but I don’t have any appropriate suits to wear…” Chuuya probably should have kept that to himself. The sooner they stopped discussing Michizou, the better.

“Well, that’s no good.” Dazai grinned. “I can help if you want.”

“You’d be willing to do that after all this…?”

“Sure! Let’s meet Saturday afternoon at the cafe!”

“Thank you, Dazai. Seriously, thanks.”

“Anytime, Chuuya!”

…

Dazai was already standing outside the cafe when Chuuya arrived even though Chuuya was five minutes early. He waved and without a word gestured for Chuuya to enter the open door.

“Look, Dazai,” Chuuya blurted out as they sat down. “You really don’t have to do this is you don’t want to. I won’t be ups–”

“But I want to!” Dazai interrupted. “You’re an important friend of mine after all!”

“Okay. What’s the plan for today? My date is at 8:30. It’s 12:25 now.” Chuuya watched as a server brought two cups of coffee to the table without being asked, Chuuya’s and Dazai’s favorites respectively.

“I think I know the perfect place for a suit.” Dazai grinned, blowing at the steam from his coffee.

“That’s good. Hopefully, it’s not too expensive…” Chuuya glanced down at his wallet mournfully. He loved the library, but it didn’t pay that well. He couldn’t spend too much money on this suit without it cutting into his living expenses. “Oh yeah. I also want to get something to eat a few hours before the date if you’d like to come. I don’t think my stomach can hold over until 8:30 on it’s own.”

“Sure, I’d love to!” Dazai finally took a sip out of his coffee. “So tell me about Bandai–Michizou.”

“Stop calling him that! I can’t take it seriously!” Chuuya laughed. “He’s nice. We have a lot of interests in common too.”

“That’s great.” Then, after taking another sip, Dazai stood up and pushed his chair in. “Shall we go?”

“Sure!” Chuuya followed after him, taking his coffee to go. They strolled down the streets of Yokohama before stopping at a relatively large shop by the name of Villon. Of course, Chuuya recognized the name instantly. Shuuji was one of the models for the brand. “Uh, Dazai? I would love a suit from Villon, but they are expensive as fuck.”

“You don’t want to take a look?” Dazai frowned.

“I guess a peek couldn’t hurt.” Chuuya knew it was a bad idea, but even so, he followed Dazai through the glass doors. There were endless rows of suits. If Chuuya seriously inspected each one, he’d lose a significant amount of his designated shopping time. He’d just have to skim through them, yet he found himself examining each one, admiring their designs and fabric. Eventually, he stumbled upon one he couldn’t resist.

Dazai caught him staring. “Why don’t you try it on?”

Chuuya probably should have said no, but his heart pulled him to the dressing rooms instead. He eagerly (but carefully) threw it on. Then, he inhaled and turned to face the mirror.

Chuuya almost gasped. It was perfect, especially the way the maroon of the dress shirt complimented his orange hair, the way it fit him snugly without pinching. Chuuya loved the way it looked. He strutted out of the stall to show Dazai. “How do I look?”

Dazai actually did gasp. “You look… breathtaking…” He pulled out his phone. “You look wonderful, Chuuya. Let’s take a picture, so we don’t forget!”

Chuuya posed, Dazai clicked the camera, and then, the suit had to come off. Even worse was what followed: checking the price tag. The cost made Chuuya’s singing heart drop. It was too much, way too much. “I can’t buy this, Dazai…”

Dazai took the suit from Chuuya’s hands and without inspecting the price tag walked over to the cashier. He beckoned Chuuya over. Chuuya reluctantly slumped over.

“That will be 65,000 yen.” The woman behind the counter smiled at Chuuya, waiting for an answer.

Chuuya’s jaw dropped. That was not price on the tag, not even close to it. “…excuse me?”

“Chuuya,” Dazai smiled, “I got you a discount.”

“H-How?”

“Frequent buyers get discounts.”

Dazai was a frequent buyer at Villon? Dazai had enough money to shop frequently at Villon? Chuuya’s jaw dropped further. He never would have guessed by Dazai’s appearance. And such an extreme discount too! Chuuya could actually buy the suit now! The suit was his! He took the suit back into his arms and squeezed it to his chest. He almost wanted to squeal. He almost wanted to hug Dazai. Did he deserve all this? Probably not, but he wasn’t going to waste this opportunity. He quickly handed the cashier a bundle of cash, not even waiting for his change before skipping out the door.

Dazai appeared next to him moments later with Chuuya’s change in hand. “Weren’t you complaining about not having enough money the other day?”

Chuuya ignored Dazai’s remark. He was too absorbed in his own happiness.

“Anyway, it’s about 5:30 now. You should eat something light now if you want to eat.”

“Good idea! I’ll pay for the meal.” Chuuya promised. One meal wouldn’t pay back the amount he owed Dazai for all of this, but it was a start. “Thank you so much, Dazai! I really can’t thank you enough!”

“Don’t worry about it! It was my pleasure!” Dazai blushed. “Let’s go eat now, yeah?”

“Yep!” Chuuya bounded down the street to the little deli he had in mind, Dazai chasing after him.

“I’ve never seen you with so much energy before…” Dazai panted at the doorway.

“Well, I don’t really act like this unless I’m really happy, and I’m really happy right now!!” Chuuya squealed.

“Michizou better make you squeal like this.” Dazai smirked before disappearing to order two sandwiches.

“I hope so…” Chuuya slumped in his chair, the exhaustion from this excursion finally hitting him.

“I hope you like this kind.” Dazai placed a sandwich in front of Chuuya.

“It’s my favorite. How did you know?” Chuuya joked. “Definitely not because I eat it every day.”

Dazai laughed. “Nope, definitely not.”

Chuuya wondered when eating with Dazai became normal. He had learned a lot of things about Dazai: the dumb songs he liked to sing, his life growing up as an orphan, the way he fumbled with his bandages when nervous and how that way was different from when he was embarrassed. It was almost hard to believe that a bit more than a month ago Chuuya had been intentionally avoiding him.

There were also things about Dazai that he didn’t know like his other job, but Chuuya didn’t feel rushed to find them out anymore. They had time. Somehow Chuuya just knew this bond would last for a long time. Until that time had passed, Chuuya could take it easy and relax, slowly learning about Dazai in the process.

They ate as if it was any other meal together: a few jokes, a few petty arguments, a few bits of small talk; no one brought up Michizou. In fact, he was completely out of Chuuya’s mind.

Dazai glanced out the window. “Uh oh.”

Chuuya followed Dazai’s gaze. It was pouring outside. “I didn’t bring an umbrella because I didn’t think it would start raining.”

“Me neither.” Dazai sighed. “It should be fine though if we hurry, and hopefully, it’ll have stopped by tonight.”

Chuuya had forgotten about that night. It had began to feel like any other day, but then Chuuya remember that he had a date later. “I hope so. Let’s go back to our apartments before it gets worse first.” With that, Chuuya and Dazai hurried outside into the soaking rain.

“Chuuya~!” Dazai ran up next to Chuuya who had power walked ahead. “Don’t step in a puddle~!” He sang out while nudging Chuuya with his shoulder towards the nearest one.

Chuuya tripped, narrowly avoiding the death of his shoes. “What the fuck, Dazai?” Chuuya turned to face the brunette only to notice the bastard had already scurried away. He chased after him, slamming his shoulder into Dazai’s side. “You shouldn’t step into a puddle either~!”

Dazai stumbled to the side a few feet, his shoes splashing in a large puddle that went up to his ankles.

Chuuya laughed victoriously. Then, it thundered, and Chuuya’s pleasure vanished. “Shit.” He yanked Dazai out of the puzzle and down the street. Finally, they arrived at his small apartment building into which he hastily ushered Dazai. “You can dry off at my place.”

Dazai hesitantly followed Chuuya to his apartment, noting the dirty sprinkled on the floor and walls of the complex. It wasn’t the nicest place to live, and Chuuya wondered what Dazai, who was apparently rich, thought of it and consequently thought of Chuuya. The combination of autumn night temperatures and wet clothes made it cold too. “I’ll turn on the heater when we get inside.” He unlocked the door to his apartment. “You must be shivering.”

Dazai looked around the small apartment, making Chuuya embarrassed. It was clear that Chuuya lived there the second one entered. The area was clean, French literature lined the walls, and soft French jazz was playing quietly on an antique cassette player. Chuuya waddled in drenched clothes over to the heater and turned it on. Dazai remained standing awkwardly at the entrance.

“You can sit down if you want.” Chuuya sat down on one end of the couch and gestured for Dazai to join him.

Dazai reluctantly joined Chuuya on the couch. “I’d hate to soak your furniture…”

“It’s fine. I’m soaking everything already.” Chuuya suddenly grimaced and yanked his clinging jacket off, throwing it onto the broken chair besides the heater. “Aren’t you’re clothes disgusting like that?”

“A bit, yeah.” Dazai slowly removed his own vest which Chuuya quickly snatched from his hands to add to the wet pile next to the heater.

“Thank you for today, Dazai.” Without thinking, Chuuya leaned forward and kissed Dazai on the lips.

“Chuuya…?”

“Mm?” Chuuya responded, eyes still closed, faces inches apart.

“Did you just…?”

“Oh shit.” Chuuya froze. “Oh shit. Fuck.” He just kissed Dazai. Dazai of all people. And he enjoyed it. Way more than he should have. “Did you, uh, enjoy it?”

Dazai blushed. “Yeah, but…”

“Okay. Good.” Chuuya decided to fuck it all. He reached out and brushed a strand of hair away from Dazai’s eyes, cupping his face with one hand in the process.

“Chuuya…?” Dazai took Chuuya’s hand, but he was unsure if he should pull it away.

“Hopefully, you’ll enjoy this one too.” Before Dazai could respond, Chuuya moved in for a second kiss, letting their lips linger together this time. Dazai tasted of crab and chocolate, just like Chuuya imagined he would.

They pulled apart, and Dazai gasped for air. “Chuuya…” He whispered.

“Yes?” Chuuya gently pushed Dazai down against the couch, snatching a third kiss.

“Do you love me, Chuuya?”

“I think so… yes.”

With that, Dazai grabbed Chuuya’s tie and pulled him closer. “I’m glad.” He pushed himself up slightly, taking the opportunity to steal a kiss of his own. They stayed like that for awhile with their lips locked together.

Meanwhile, Chuuya’s hands moved on their own, searching Dazai’s chest and undoing buttons. Dazai’s hands tugged at Chuuya’s tie and ripped it away.

Then, Dazai stopped. “Hey, Chuuya?”

“Yeah, Dazai?” Chuuya paused for a minute, his busy fingers halting.

“Is this going where I think it’s going?”

“Yeah, pretty sure.”

“In that case,” Dazai sat up, “I’m going to remove these bandages.”

“Okay.” Chuuya moved out of Dazai’s way and watched the brunette stalk into the bathroom.

Moments later, he returned shyly, bandages and everything gone. Without the bandages, Dazai almost looked like a separate individual. He looked slimmer yet healthier. His soft, wet, brown locks clung to his face almost photogenically. Seeing both eyes, Chuuya noticed a slight glimmer in Dazai’s pupils. As he was now, Dazai almost looked like…

Chuuya’s jaw dropped for a third time that day.

“…Something wrong?” Dazai asked self-consciously.

“Dazai… you’re…”

“I’m…?”

“You’re Shuuji… you’re a model?!”

#My writing #Soukokuweek #Nakahara Chuuya #Dazai Osamu #Bungou Stray Dogs #Chuuya #Dazai #this started as crack #but then I took it seriously #clothing is involved I swear!#I'm not lying!

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