Double Black

dazai chuuya is cuter than nakahara chuuya

The Armed Detective Agency was having one of their quiet days. The day had passed without any major problems, and the chaos level had been kept to a minimum. They didn't have any major cases or missions, and hence of course, the day was declared perfect for catching up on paperwork.

Presently, it was fairly early in the evening. Around five p.m., and a lot of the Agency employees had gone home already. The only ones who were still left in the office were Ranpo, Kunikida, Yosano, Atsushi and Dazai. The genius detective of the Agency was still there just for fun, the doctor was doing her medical reports, and the other three were required to finish up on a lot of paperwork.

The evening at the Agency was going smoothly enough; until the main door banged open at 5:13 p.m., just to reveal a trio of Mafia members. Now, the Agency and the Mafia were on a truce. But still, the Agency members weren't wrong to be a little wary of the people who were once their enemies. Of course, there was also the jumpstart factor. 

Akutagawa Ryuunosuke walked into the office first by himself, "Is Dazai-san here? We need him to nullify an ability immediately."

Before Kunikida could berate him for entering the Agency without a prior appointment, two more Mafia members walked in through the door: Higuchi Ichiyo and the mafia executive, Nakahara Chuuya. 

Dazai blinked from his desk, "Eh? You got hit by an ability even though the hatrack was with you?"

Akutagawa grimaced, "It's actually Chuuya-san who got hit by the ability. And he's been acting weird ever since."

Chuuya, who had been inspecting the Agency's couch till now, suddenly skipped his way over to Dazai, and proceeded to drape himself all over the bandaged detective. He then declared gleefully, "Ehhh, look it's the shitty Mackerel! Miss me, you social misfit?"

Nakahara Chuuya, the terrifying mafia executive, with his flowing coat and his hat perched on top of his head, was currently clinging on to his sworn rival, Dazai Osamu. Moreover, he was taking the initiative to talk to him first?! Usually it's the other way around... If the whole scene wasn't absolutely terrifying, it'd actually be hilarious.

For a change, Dazai looked at a loss of words, "Hello, Chibi."

Chuuya grinned at his supposed ex-partner before borrowing the latter's headphones and putting them in. He then went ahead to make himself comfortable on Dazai's lap as he kicked his legs along to the beat of whatever music he was listening to.

It was safe to say that Dazai, and the whole Agency, was left dumbfounded in their seats. What the fuck was even going on right now?!

Higuchi spoke up in despair, "You see what we mean now, don't you! He's been acting this strange ever since he got hit by that ability half an hour ago. Once we got out of the site, he even insisted we come see Dazai-san! Chuuya-san would never do that!"

Akutagawa followed that up with a cough, "Dazai-san, please try to nullify the ability."

Dazai frowned to himself at Higuchi's explanation, before removing the headphones from Chuuya's ears.

Of course, the mafioso immediately complained in a loud, whining voice, "Eh! Mackerel, give that back!"

Dazai sighed, "Firstly, those are my headphones. Secondly, I have to see if I can nullify whatever stupid ability you got hit with."

Chuuya frowned cutely as Dazai rolled up his sleeves and wrapped his hands around his wrist, "I got hit by an ability, you say? Oh wait. That's right! I did! But it's okay, because I just wanted to see shitty beanpole."

Kunikida's pen decided that it had dealt with enough pressure, and snapped at that exact moment. Well, they can't be blamed. Higuchi was also quivering in her stead, her face ghastly white at chancing upon this unbelievably 'cute' side of her superior.