Double Black

dearest hatrack

Executive Dazai Osamu has turned traitor. All members ordered to turn in any information regarding the betrayal directly to the Boss.

Nakahara Chuuya received the same email as everyone else in the Port Mafia on that day. It was the winter of his eighteenth year alive and he had been on his way back home when his phone dinged with an email notification. Of course, even though he did have friends in the Mafia, none of them would contact him via email. No, that was something reserved for official communications.

The eighteen year old decided to wait till he was back on Port Mafia grounds before attending to the email. All things considered, he probably shouldn't have done that. When Chuuya finally got back from his mission, the first thing he noticed was the pure chaos that had taken to the building. Sirens blared, all low-ranked members of the Mafia were running around in panic, and Executive Kouyou had bared her fangs; Golden Demon backing her up as she did a round of the perimeter. 

Fortunately, Chuuya had the forethought to hide before Kouyou saw him and started asking questions. After all, he still had no idea what was going on. Fuck. Perhaps the unopened email on his phone had an explanation. No, Chuuya was sure that the email had answers to all his questions.

He managed to escape to his shared living quarters in the housing wing of the Mafia building. Ten minutes later, the email on his phone had been read, and just as Chuuya had thought, all his questions had been answered. Dazai Osamu, youngest Executive in the history of Port Mafia, had turned traitor and fled the scene.

Dazai Osamu, the other half of the most vicious duo in the Yokohama underworld, Double Black. Shitty Dazai, Chuuya's partner in crime. Quite literally. The only person he trusted with his life, albeit involuntarily. The only one who knew all of Chuuya's inhumane secrets.
The shitty bastard mackerel, his boyfriend. 

Chuuya had met Dazai when the two of them had been merely fifteen. The redhead was well known as the King of Sheep, and Dazai was the Demon Prodigy, a boy with pure genius. The only witness to the murder of the previous Mafia boss. Rumours had it that the now traitor was set up to be the current Port Mafia boss' heir. He was supposed to be Boss next.

Double Black's first meeting had been, true to their dynamic, chaotic and an absolute pain in the ass. Both of them took to instant, mutual hatred. Of course, them being unable to stand each other had been a very good reason for them to forever partners, according to Mori, at least.

Of course, they had been against it at once. But you know how it goes. What the Boss says is absolute. Dazai and Chuuya, fifteen years old, had been forced to work together on a mission regarding Suribachi City, which had led to Chuuya joining the Mafia the same day as his soon-to-be partner. Despite their differences, their partnership had clicked rather easily, and the Boss had deemed it to be of everybody's best interest for Double Black to share the same living quarters.

Fast forward three years later, and Chuuya had made the unfortunate decision to pursue an actual relationship with his asshole of a partner, and they still lived together. The point is, Chuuya was currently having a whole entire mental breakdown over his partner leaving in the room he shared with said partner.

There was no way, right? Dazai was a shitty mackerel bastard, but he wouldn't go this far, right? He wouldn't just leave him behind with no explanation. He wouldn't. The hatted executive had at least a little faith in his partner.

But he was wrong. Chuuya realised soon enough that he was dead wrong; the deep trust he had in his partner had been broken by the latter, and every single memory he had with the asshole had been tarnished. He had not only betrayed their organisation, but him as well. It wasn't an easy task; unnerving Chuuya. But ironically enough, when it came to that partner of his, whom he despised with every fibre of his being, he was actually really vulnerable.