be f'cking nice. {soukoku}

Chapter 0 {where It All Started}

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IT ALL STARTED ON A LATE NIGHT.

"what do you mean he didn't return!?"

His voice echoed through the room, two blue eyes filled with rage and worry even though he wouldn't admit it. Chuuya stared at Mori who sat back against his chair, pen circling in his hand.

The mafia boss looked at Chuuya with a sigh, shaking his head and placed the pen down slowly. The silence was making the execute only more angry right now, he needed answers! It had been hours since Chuuya had seen his partner only to be called in the office with Mori asking him if he had heard anything from Dazai. God damnit that bandaged bastard! Where the hell was he! They were supposed to get a drink at the end of the day together and now he ditched him!

"We found Odasaku dead, along with loose bandages on the ground. Knowing Dazai he probably isn't dead but we haven't found a trace of him." Mori's voice hit Chuuya hard. His eyes widened and he stepped back for a moment.

"Oda... is dead? B-but how? He literally could predict the future for a few seconds!" the ginger said unbelievable. Sure he never been close to Oda or anything but he knew Oda was very close to Dazai along with Ango. Chuuya had some kind of friendship with Ango, he was in fact a nice drinking buddy from time to time but they haven't seen him for a few days as well since he probably was busy with business. It was all very confusing for the 18 year old boy who just came back from a mission.

"There was a user with the same ability, they shot each other at the same time as the doctor had told me their time of death." The boss seemed unfazed and uninterested what was making Chuuya incredibly mad. How could you care so little about the fact someone died? Along with the fact that someone was missing as well and the potential that Ango had been gone missing as well. The executive gritted his teeth and sighed afterwards.

"Well if that's mackerel is missing that's only better for me, I don't have to worry about his annoying ass around me anytime." he shrugged, putting on a facade though there was a lot of worry for the brunette inside of him. They had been fighting side by side since they were 15, he comfort him due tougher times and they agreed to never talk about it. Dazai promised him to be at his side and protect him from corruption after he lost control at the first time.

There was this now empty feeling in his chest at the thought that Dazai might never come back.

"In fact! I'm going to celebrate it! I'm going home and pop open a fresh bottle of wine. I'll see you later boss." Chuuya waved at the mafia boss who frowned when the gingers attitude changed and watched him leave.

"he's not okay" Mori's ability, elise popped up from behind his chair as she looked at the door Chuuya just left. The black haired man nodded in awareness and leaned his chin in his hand while staring at his papers on his desk. It was the papers of Soukoku (double black) and their behaviours towards each other.

"he really isn't."

"DAZAI YOU BASTARD!" a loud voice basically thundered through the street as a familiar ginger slammed his fist into a latern only for it to fall down. Chuuya watched his car burn, frowning as he saw a paper on the door. He walked towards it, picking it up and read the something along the lines of: "I'm sorry

Osamu."

Tears build up in his eyes, knowing that was a goodbye as in the background the sound of sirens was getting louder yet the boy didn't hear it as he crushed the paper.

"why would you leave me?" a soft whisper, not aware two brown eyes were watching him from a distant before they closed and they made their way out of there.