My prince.

A friend

Dazai: "So. You're a knight."

Chuuya: "Yes."

Dazai pinned Chuuya to the wall. Chuuya didn't flinch at all.

Dazai: "Let's put it to the test."

Chuuya: "I rather you not but if so be it I will hold up my honor of being a knight."

Dazai then ran towards the window climbing out his hand slipped and he started to fall. He yelped in panic. Chuuya grabbed Dazai's wrist catching him. Chuuya then pulled Dazai back in and sat Dazai on his bed.

Chuuya: "Prince that was stupid. You could have got seriously hurt."

Dazai: "...You're right..I do hate pain." Dazai sighed.

Dazai then picked up a book and began to read. Chuuya glanced over at the book.

Chuuya: "Why are reading a book like that?"

Dazai: "Hm? Why am I reading a book about suicide methods? Because I wish to die. You know that already don't you?"

Chuuya: "Well yeah but why read about all those methods? Couldn't you just drown yourself in a river?"

Dazai: "Well you see. I could and have tried to drown myself but I always get caught. This book tells you how affective different methods of suicide are and how painful they are. So therefore I want to try them all until one works."

Chuuya: "Interesting."

Dazai nodded.

Chuuya: "Well I Prince it's going to be very hard to commit suicide with me watching you."

Dazai: "Well I do like a challenge."

Dazai smiled. The way he smiled it sent chill's down Chuuya's spine. Something didn't sit right with him. Why the hell would someone with such a perfect life wish to die. He had food severed on a silver platter, a nice cozy bed in a massive bedroom, and a caring mom. What didn't he have? It sunk in. Chuuya bit his lip realizing the one thing Dazai didn't have. A friend. The queen had told him Dazai doesn't get along with other people and people assume he will use them with being a prince and all. Dazai does kind of seem like that but maybe it's because he was you use to being used. He knows no better. A prince has to do so much. Dazai doesn't want this. He's pressured into being a prince. He had to pretend to act nice. He can't be himself. Well it won't be like that anymore! Chuuya clenched his fist and smiled he'd be Dazai's friend!

Dazai: "What the hell are you doing small fry?"

Chuuya: "WHO ARE YOU CALLING SMALL FRY !?!?" He growled

Dazai: "You because you're small and satly like a fry. And you're also the only person in here besides me."

Chuuya: "Tsk."

Dazai went back to reading his book while Chuuya guarded him.