I don't know

Chapter 1

Ranpo layed there staring at the wall as the warm blood from his wrists pooled around him on the floor, he didn't even feel the pain anymore it was just, numb, at this point he knew that even if he wanted to he couldn't save him self, he probably couldn't even move his arms. To think that the greatest detective in the world would die of suicide on his bathroom floor. The thought amused him, what would everyone think,
They would probably be sad, maybe I should have left a note, maybe that would have made them feel better. No he knew it wouldn't plus it was to late for that anyway, he was dying, still losing blood.

He had just started wondering what the president would do with his body, when he heard a knocking on his apartment door. Damn it, why is someone here now of all times, it's fine just stay quiet and they'll leave. But they didn't leave they kept knocking, and eventually he couldn't really hear it anymore the world was turning blurry and he couldn't focus on anything. Meanwhile Dazai was knocking on Ranpo's door because earlier at the agency Ranpo didn't realize it he had been easy to read, it was probably only him who could tell, you know being a suicide expert and all, Dazai was almost %100 sure that Ranpo was planning to commit suicide. Damn he wasn't answering, that worried Dazai even more, he quickly got to work picking the lock, damn it, damn it, damn it, I should have gotten here earlier.

When the door unlocked he was quick to open it and run inside going straight to the bathroom, knowing that was where Ranpo would be, he just hoped that he wasn't to late. He opened the bathroom door, it wasn't even locked, he saw what he hoped he still hoped he wouldn't, it was Ranpo on the floor bleeding out from his wrists, Dazai rushed in and got started right away, first he had to stop the bleeding then after that was taken care over clean them as best and possible, then bandage them up, he was familiar with the process he had done it many times, not only for him self but back in the mafia in order to escape the torture prisoners would cut there wrists with there own teeth, walking in on that for the first time had been terrible but he quickly got used to it, only when he got to the bandaging stage did he try to talk to Ranpo, that was because the entire time he was there Ranpo had been blankly staring at the wall in front of him, and Dazai wasn't sure if he was awake or if he had passed out.

"Ranpo can you hear me"

He waited, no response he's probably unconscious from the blood loss. After he was done bandaging both of Ranpo's wrists he decided that it would be best not to call anyone from the agency they would just get worried and freak out and Ranpo wouldn't like that so he decided that he would stay, that way whee r n he woke up if he wanted to try again Dazai could stop him, plus this way he could hopefully find out why.

Dazai was quick to learn the Ranpo didn't have an extra bed so he was left to sleep on the small couch with only a small pillow, but it was fine he had slept in worse conditions. Once when he had been kidnapped they made him sleep while his wrists were chained to the wall above him and he had a knife in his crest, that hadn't been very pleasant, but luckily he had escaped then came back and his kidnappers were all slowly tortured to death, ah yes good times, Dazai thought as he remembered. He managed to fall asleep on the couch rather quickly, but he only managed to sleep 6 hours, why you ask well, all of this was happening between 12:00 and 1:00 am and he knew that no matter the day he would always wake up at exactly 7:00am that was what he was trained to do and he hadn't been able to change it but, it did come in handy sometimes.

When he did wake up he heard groaning coming from Ranpo's room, guess he already woke up, Dazai thought as he got up stretched and made his way over to Ranpo's room. The door was already open, so Dazai just walked right on in. He saw Ranpo sitting up in his bed leaning back against the head board, and his expression was that of shock, shock and maybe sadness? By then Ranpo had noticed that Dazai had entered the room, and from there he quickly figured out what had happened, Dazai had come and he had saved him, but why, why of all people did Dazai save him, it didn't make any sense.