Soukoku~(oneshots)

[Partners in Crime]

/(tw: pretty gory)\

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2 years later...
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Chuuya walked into an elevator. Pushing the button, he needed to leave the building to go on a mission with none other than Dazai himself.  He sighed, as he knew this was going to be an adventure.

Their job wasn't a strange one, actually it was quite normal for once. A Port Mafia member had been captured by a small group of thugs. The groups name was unknown, but the Port Mafia member knew some sensitive information. If, per say, the group wanted to attack the Mafia, they could torture him and get information.

The elevator let out a dinging sound as he hit the lobby of the Mafia. Sliding open, the doors let out a small creak before giving in and opening fully. Chuuya stepped out out of the large metal machine, his shoes making a tapping sound on the hard floors. A small breeze hit him, even though he was still in the building.

He looked out the windows, and saw the sun just beginning to rise. It was very early in the morning, the best time to attack in Chuuyas opinion. A soft glow filled the lobby as the short man headed towards the main exit.

Chuuya wasn't interested in this job just because the man had information, he was apart of their own. Although their boss saw people just as numbers, Chuuya saw each individual as a different life.

He grabbed the metal handle on the large door and pushed it open. The guards around knew that this orange haired male was an executive, so they didn't bother to ID him and just let him leave.

It was fresh out, and Chuuya took a minute to appreciate how warm the morning was for being spring. Where was Dazai?

     Without warning, a man with bandaged arms and messy brown hair lunged onto Chuuya.  Speak of the devil.  They fell to the ground in a topple, the guards looked at them but didn't say anything.  This was completely normal to them.

     "Happy Birthday Chuuuuuuyaaaa!"
Dazai sputtered out while trying to get the shorter boy to stay on the ground.

     Dazai sat on the boy as he struggled to get out of his grasp.  Chuuya had completely forgotten that it was his Birthday.

     "Dazai!"
Chuuya shouted angrily.

     "Once we finish this mission we can go out and get drinks!  Even though 17 is still not legally old enough to drink yet- ah.. wait we are Mafiosos!"
Dazai kept blabbing on.
     "I guess underage drinking isn't as bad as all the other crimes we do-"

     Chuuya looked up into Dazais brown eyes as he continued to sit on him.  They were going to be late, but neither of the boys didn't mind that.

     "-my treat!  I'll let you terminate most of the group today since it's your birthday.  Just this once!"

     Dazai put his hands on Chuuyas shoulders so that they were eye to eye, and the young mans hat fell off of his head as he was being pushed harder into the ground.

     "Wow you really mean that Dazai?  Hey while I'm at it, why don't I end your life as well?"

     Dazai looked ecstatic. 
     "You'd really do that for me Chuuya!?  I never knew you to be so kind!"