Soukoku Mini Stories

You trust him, Dazai? (Story 8)

"You and Dazai and a member from the Port Mafia will take this task." "Is working with the Port Mafia a good idea, president sir?" Atsushi asked, his tone nervous. "Relax Atsushi, the member that's joining us today use to be my partner. Trust me, up against me, he has no chance." Dazai smirked. "The member is in a Black Sports car waiting for you two on the corner, please be careful." Dazai waved dragging Atsushi out of the Agency's office. "Dazai, this Port Mafia person were working with, he won't trick us will he?" "Nope! He won't." "Wow...you have a lot of faith and trust in him." "Speaking of the devil..." Chuya was leaning against a pole smoking a cigarette. "When did you start smoking those nasty things Chuya?" Dazai glared at his former Port Mafia partner, "Ever since you left the Mafia, Dazai. The day you left. I opened up an expensive wine and chugged that baby. That's how fed up with you I was." Chuya chuckled putting out the cigarette by stomping on it. "Yeah yeah, Atsushi will be joining us today on our little mission." "Oh? You must be the were-tiger half the Mafia is obsessed with." "Oh..." Atsushi hid behind Dazai's arm, "Relax, I'm not a part of that whole ass problem. That Akutagawa's and his division's problem, not mine."

Chuya got into his car starting the engine, Dazai got in the passenger seat, and Atsushi got in the back. "Wow Chuya, this is a very fancy car. Very top notch." "Dazai don't touch that" Chuya smacked his hand and drove off the location of the mission. "We're here." The three of them got out looking around for the person they were going to meet. "We're looking for Bobby Rody Jhoson." Atsushi looked at the small photograph of the male they were looking for. "Where is this bastard-" A shiny spark caught Chuya's eyes, but he was too late. A sniper shot Dazai three times in the chest. Dazai collapsed to the ground, a pool of his blood was forming underneath him. "Mr. Dazai!" Atsushu quickly put pressure on the wounds. "Son of a bitch!" Chuya used his ability to slam a giant rock into the sniper. Chuya jumped at the sniper stepping on his neck. "You shot my partner! You bastard. You will pay...wait a minute, you are Bobby. You son of a bitch you set us up!" Bobby groaned, "Forgive my sins." Chuya snapped his neck getting Bobby's blood on his black coat. "Mr. Chuya, we need to get Dazai to a hospital now!" 

Chuya snapped out of his train of thought and jumped down to Dazai and Atsushi, "Quickly get him in my car, I'll take him to the nearest hospital." Atsushu put Dazai onto his shoulders rushing to Chuya's car. Chuya started the engine taking off to the nearest hospital. "Our sniper was Bobby Jhonson himself, he set us up. I believe his goal was to take out Dazai or you maybe." "Good work...Chuya." Chuya looked back seeing Dazai's pale bloody face smiling at him. "Focus on Driving Mr. Chuya!" Atsushi shouted, Chuya snapped out of his stare and stepped on the gas. Dazai laughed lightly. Chuya and Atsushi got to the nearby hospital, Chuya parked the car helping Atsushi carry Dazai into the hospital. 

Quickly, nurses took him on a hi-low bed rushing him into the surgery room. Chuya and Atsushi sat in the waiting room, "Mr. Chuya, can you tell me a story about you and Dazai working together back in the day?" Chuya looked at him and thought. "Well, I and him took out my enemy that so happened to be a Mafia member." "Wow." Atsushi was speechless, "Yeah, we worked well together, and we took him out. I killed Bobby after he shot Dazai. He deserved it." Atsushi kept quiet, he did agree with Chuya's point. "I am going to go inform the Agency about this. Are you going to stay here and wait Mr. Chuya?" "Yeah, I am." 

Atsushi left the hospital running to the Agency. A few hours passed by, and Dazai was out of surgery and laying in a hospital room. He hasn't woken up yet. Chuya sat by his bedside, his pork pie hat on the tableside. Atsushi and the Agency members opened the door, "Oh God, Dazai what the hell happened?" Kunikida entered the room looking at his friend. "You must be..." "Chuya Nakahara. I was with him when he got shot." Kunikida nodded, and let out a sad sigh. "Bobby set us up huh? What a jackass I'm gonna murder that bitch." "Already taken care of." Kunikida raised an eyebrow. Chuya looked at Dazai's Agency friend, "I killed him soon after he shot Dazai." "Oh. I see. Do we know when he'll wake up?"

 Chuya shrugged. "Nope." Kunikida sighed again and left Dazai's room. Chuya overheard him saying something to Atsushi. An hour passed by, and Chuya still was by Dazai's bedside. "Argh...my head hurts like hell." Dazai looked around seeing Chuya sleeping on the chair beside him. "Heh," Dazai grabbed Chuyas's arm causing Chuya to wake up. "Jesus Christ Dazai! I thought you were a zombie or something." "Heh, well I'm not a zombie yet." Chuya looked at him, "How do you feel?" "Like I got shot three times." "Ugh, Dazai you dumbass." Dazai traced his fingers on Chuya's palm of his hand. "You didn't leave my side did you?" "No, I didn't. We were partners after all."