Will you ever find out? [Soukoku]

Chapter 7 {Stalking? Again?}

         Dazai and Elise walked back to the Port Mafia building in silence. They walked into the almost all-glass door into the lobby. It took something close to 4-6 minutes to find Mori's office. Dazai pulled at the heavy door's handle opening is big enough for the two to walk in. Once they were inside all the way, Dazai closed the door, as a result, it made a loud thump. Mori's swivel chair turned around to look at them. 

    "I see your back." Mori greeted. The tone in his voice was not a pleasant one, but it wasn't as scary.

  "Yes, hello sir," Dazai said back. "We have the clothes you said to buy." He finished, holding up the bags from around his fingers.

   "Hmm." Mori hummed, "How was bumping into the Sheep leader? Have you asked him to come over?" Dazai and Elise stared at him in a confused manner. 

   Elise took the eniciative to ask, "How did you know we saw him?" 

   "Oh. Well, I told Gin over here to stalk you, not so much stalk but spy, then report back to me." Mori motioned to the short girl at the side of his desk.

   Dazai's eyes lit up, he was very fond of the girl, not so much of her brother. Dazai always picked favorites. It never stopped him with guilt. The black haired girl ran up to him and hugged Dazai.

   "How are you Gin?" Dazai asked, patting the girl on the head. The girl didn't answer, she just squeezed him tighter. Dazai giggled lightly.

   Mori and Elise watched the interaction, Mori having a straight face and Elise grinning wildley. Mori cleared his throat.

   "Anyways, Dazai. I want you to invite Chuuya whithin a week. Think you can handle that?" Mori said interrupting. Dazai picked up Gin while she hugged his neck. Dazai knew that look, he saw it when Mori showed him his knew 'house', he showed that evil smile  everytime Mori did something bad.

   Dazai stood up straight, "Yes sir." He tried not to looked bothered. He wasn't bothered. Yet, he still felt it. What would Mori do?

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   That night, Dazai walked to Lupin with Ango and Odasaku. Dazai got there a few minutes after Oda and Ango arrived. Dazai opened the door to the bar, the bartender at the stand Oda and Ango sat, and greeted him with his usual 'hello'. Dazai walked over with his hands in his pockets, he sat next to Oda, like always, a drink infront of him already. 

   "What took you so long?" Ango broke the silence.

   "Just Mori and his stupid stalking tactics. Not that Gin is stupid." Dazai sighed.

   "Gin this time huh? He's always taking advantege of children, why are there kids in Port Mafia anyway?" Odasaku said, taking a sip of his drink. It was a brownish-golden color at this point, while the ice was melting into his drink.

   Dazai leaned back with his hands behind his back. "Hmm, beats me!" He said closing his eyes.

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   After they said their goodbyes, Dazai headed to the Sheep's base. He jumped onto the roof, just like the first time, knocking quietly on the glass because stupid Chuuya Nakahara didn't leave it open. Not like he told him to open it because they planned this meet up. Whatever, he's still stupid either way. Dazai thought. Dazai knew damn well Chuuya wasn't asleep at the moment, he saw the light on in his room anyway.

   Chuuya was sat at his bed infront of his nightstand, spaced out until the knock was heard. A fade of red outlined his small figure, like when they met. Chuuya looked like his guard was up, his guard is always up, but when around Dazai, he fet like he didn't have to, but of course, he still did. The red faded after the red head saw who it was.

   With a deep sigh, he walked over to the window and opened it. Dazai slipped in.

   "What do you want shitty Dazai?" He asked as he sat back down. He had pain written all over his face.

   "Just here to say hello and talk about..." Dazai paused, Why did he come here? "Uhm, hm, to talk about life perhaps, not like theres anything to live for anyway." Dazai said as he sat next to Chuuya. The boy glared at him, but Dazai chose to ignore that deadly stare. 

   The red-haired boy was taking deep and shallow breathes switching between both forms of breathing. He closed his eyes. Dazai obviously noticed, while he wanted to ignore what was happening he couldn't.

   "H-Hey, are you okay?" Dazai said as he reached for Chuuya's wrist, holding it firmly but not tightly. The shorter boy shot up with wide eyes. Dazai took his hand back, startled at the sudden action. Chuuya stared at him.

   "Can you do that again, he keeps talking shit to me, a-and he won't stop." Chuuya finished as he grabbed Dazai's hand again placing it on his wrist.

   "Chibi what are you doing? Is it that God in you?" 

   "H-How did you know?" Chuuya questioned.

   "I read it in your file of course Chibiko." 

Of course he did, that fucking creep.

   "What's up with that shitty nickname Makarel?"

   Dazai propped up a bit, "What? You mean Chibiko? I call you that cause your short!"

   "Hey! I'm still growing!" He protested.

   "Sure, sure. What's up with my nickname? Makarel? Why Makarel?"

   "Well because you smell like one." Chuuya huffed, feeling, and looking better than before Dazai showed up.

   "Oh! Chibi I never knew you liked my smell! How flattering!" Dazai stiffled a laugh.

  "You know what I fucking meant dipshit!" He said as Dazai received a punch from the other.

   "Yeah sure."