Bsd x Mha

Of Newfound Love and Courage

WARNING : SHIP AHEAD!!!! It's soukoku, and they finally get out. Sorry if this chapter is boring, but it'll get better in the next chapter, I had to scrap my previous plan for future reasons so this was a bit more of a filler with some plot related stuff (._.)

If Chuuya wasn't astoundedly annoyed before the car ride, he most definitely was now. As if sitting in the car wasn't enough, Dazai wouldn't stop humming that goddamned suicide song. It was unendurable. It was going to drive Chuuya crazy, if he wasn't gone already.

"Shinjū wa hitori de wa dekinai" Dazai seamlessly tuned as they smiled bigger and bigger, watching Chuuya's reflection. They now turned towards Chuuya in pure bliss as they watched his expression twitch at mere words. He was soo easy to poke at. Chuuya's reactions were rather entertaining, besides, there was nothing else to accomplish when they were only sitting in the typical black limousine. Nothing to do but watch the alleyways.

A hand covered Dazai's mouth mockingly. "Oh don't tell me . . ." they never finished that sentence before Chuuya was glaring daggers at them, and if pure will could commit actions, Dazai would probably be chocking right about now.

He was going to kill them. It had been ten minutes and fucking Dazai, that arrogant bastard seemed to really yearn for death. For Pete's sake, Chuuya had half a coin to punch them right now. Sure Kōyō might be disappointed, but it certainly wasn't out of the regular. Besides, as much as Chuuya hated disappointment, it might be nice for some quality time with her. Even if it entailed etiquette classes.

"Doo do do do" Chuuya was going to kill them as soon as they left the car, or better yet, why not now???

No. Think rationally, he needed Dazai for this mission as much as he hated to even think of the idea, Dazai would be useless if not in the field. Chuuya couldn't act for the life of himself. Breathe. In, out, in, out-

"Heh." Dazai sighed as Chuuya's eyebrows twitched further.

NO CHUUYA STOPPIT DON'T HIT THEM-

His fist had almost acted on its own. Looking at Dazai's condescending face, he was slightly regretful that it hadn't gone crashing at Dazai. They really knew how to piss him off. Such was the life of partners. Redirect his attention somewhere slightly more meaningful, he forced his eyes out of the window.

"Oh Chuuuyaaaa~" Dazai said, as they poked at Chuuya's shoulders. "What do you want, you shitty mackerel?" as he continued to pointlessly stare out the window. It was grey outside. It was always grey outside, but it was almost depressing knowing that they'd be venturing outside of the barrier, if only for a short time period. Nobody ever really liked the "outside world", or the rest of the world outside of Yokohama. Everybody in the outside world was told to be incredibly dimwitted and suffered from moral blindness. A regular child from Yokohama could easily do better than half of the outside world's population. Chuuya was even told by Kōyō that when she visited on a business trip, an assassination task, that nobody questioned her, and most just believed others. Dazai knew way more about everything than Chuuya, so he was quite glad to have some knowledge of the area they'd be working with.

Dazai was taking too long to answer, Chuuya had been spacing out for a long time, so why the hell hadn't they been pestering him? As much as Chuuya was fond of the silence, considering Dazai it's rather alarming.

Oh. They also were staring out the window. But, unlike his, it didn't seem to be longingly, but rather empty. As if they were just watching time go by. "Hey." Chuuya said as he nudged Dazai's arm.

"Hmm? What does my dog require of me this time???" They monotony asked as they continued their emo gaze out the window. It would seem rather majestic, and Dazai was going to start longing for the familiar peaceful scenery compared to the supposed bright colors of the other side.