Soukoku Mini Stories

He is innocent, President. (Story 22)

Chuya finished his third glass of red wine at Lupin's bar, Dazai was in a trance admiring Chuya's features. "I wish I could be wine." Dazai blurted out unaware of what he said. "Huh? What the hell do you mean?" "Oops, pretend I didn't say that." Dazai chuckled slightly embarrassed, "Chibi, how about tomorrow night you spend the night with me?" Dazai smiled hoping he would accept. Chuya thought for a moment, "I mean, sure. I have the day off tomorrow." Chuya got up grabbing his black coat off the back of the bar chair. "Hooray! I'm looking forward to this. If you wanna come by earlier you can." "Don't you have to be at the Agency tomorrow?" "Nah! I can ditch for the day!" Chuya laughed, "I'll come around three in the afternoon." Chuya waved as he left the bar. "Hehe, I'll just have Atsushi work double for me," Dazai smirked finishing his alcoholic beverage.

The next day (At the Agency):

"This is an emergency meeting between us three. Understood?" Dazai had a serious face as his fingers intertwined with one another. "What's going on Dazai-kun?" Atsushi sat down at his desk with a worried expression. "Dazai this better not be a joke." Kunkida pushed his glasses up, "I have to leave early today, I have a date." Atsushi and Kunkida were silent for a few seconds, "Okay Dazai-kun-" "So it isn't an emergency!? Dazai you idiot!" Dazai chuckled to himself.

As a few hours passed, it was two thirty in the afternoon. Dazai grabbed his beige coat putting it on himself, "Wish me luck, I'm heading to my date. Can't keep my lovely girl waiting!" Dazai waved to Kunkida and Atsushi, Kunkida was yelling at him while Atsushi sunk into his desk chair. Eventually, Dazai arrived at his apartment, Chuya wasn't there yet. Dazai got into his apartment tidying it up for his guest. Time flew by, it was now three thirty and there was a sudden knock at the door. 

"It's open Chuya!" Dazai chimed happily, Chuya opened the door, he wore black sweatpants, a red graphic tank top, and his ginger hair in a messy low ponytail that rested on his right shoulder. "Chuya you look like you just rolled out of bed." Chuya let out a yawn in response shutting the door behind him, "Cause I did, God I had a really good sleep." Chuya sat on Dazai's couch, Dazai sitting next to him with a smirk on his face. Chuya looked over at him raising an eyebrow, "Are you scheming something already asshole?" "Nope! Just happy you are here." Dazai smiled. "Okay? Well, why don't we watch a movie?" Chuya suggested, and Dazai agreed to find a movie on Netflix for the both of them to watch. 

A few minutes into the movie, Dazai grabbed his two remaining ice cream tubs, he and Chuya bought them a while back but barely ate them. He grabbed spoons and gave Chuya his tub and Dazai ate his own. Here and there Chuya stuck his spoon in Dazai's ice cream tub and Dazai did the same to Chuya's. The both of them watched two movies, and soon it was evening time. "Dazai, do you wanna order something?" Chuya asked, his head laying on Dazai's shoulder, Dazais's arm around Chuya massaging his side. "Sure, what do you wanna have?" Chuya thought for a moment, "You pick." Dazai let a groan escape his mouth, "I can order from Sigekiya Ramen Shop, but...I don't wanna get up! I'm so comfortable Chibi." Dazai sighed dramatically, and Chuya laughed sitting up, "Their problem is solved, now can you order? You know my usual order." Dazai got up and called the ramen shop placing an order for him and Chuya. 

"It'll be here in twenty minutes." Dazai sat back down, Chuya instantly put his head in Dazai's lap, "Okay, are we gonna talk shit about Mori and the others now?" Dazais eyes widen and looked at Chuya, his cheeks grew a small red blush from Chuya being in his lap. "Of course, we are gonna talk shit about Mori's receding hairline." The both of them were laughing together until the doorbell rang. Chuya got up from Dazai's lap wiping a tear from his eye. Dazai paid the delivery woman and grabbed their ramen dishes. "What movie are we watching next?" Chuya asked as Dazai handed him his ramen bowl. Dazai sat down next to Chuya opening up his meal, Dazai picked a random movie and they watched it together eating ramen on Dazai's couch. 

"That was a shitty ass ending." Chuya blurted out, his head on Dazai's lap again, "For real." Chuya got up and grabbed his empty ramen plastic bowl throwing it in the trash. "Dazai, you still have wine for me right?" "A 1964 Romanée-Conti is in the fridge, you know where the wine glasses are." Dazai got up stretching, Chuya poured himself a glass looking at Dazai. "Wanna smoke for a bit?" Chuya offered to hold up a pack of cigarettes. "Sure, why not? It looks lovely out tonight." Dazai opened the door to his balcony, there were two chairs and a wooden table between them. Chuya sat down grabbed the cigarettes, gave one to Dazai, and lit him, Dazai thanked him and they sat in peace for a bit, the only noise being them retro haling smoke, and Chuya drinking wine as well.

Eventually, the two of them started a conversation about the personal missions they'd been on. Both of their cigarette's burned out and Dazai stomped on both of theirs. A yawn escaped Chuya's lips, "Are you tired Chibi? Do you wanna go to bed?" "Yeah, sleeping sounds nice." Chuya got up, Dazai following him inside. Both of them went into Dazai's room to get ready to sleep. Chuya placed his wine glass on the nightstand, Dazai dressing into a white loose t-shirt and black pajama pants. "Do you wanna use my shirt Chibi?" Dazai smiled offering a t-shirt to him. "Sure I guess." Chuya took off his tank top and put on Dazai's loose oversized t-shirt. Dazai chuckled at the shirt being so large on Chuya. Chuya sat in Dazai's bed finishing his wine. Dazai got in the bed on the opposite and scooted closer to Chuya. 

Chuya was going through his cell phone checking to make sure he didn't miss any texts from Mori or the other members of the Port Mafia. Eventually, he put his phone on the nightstand and lay down. "I enjoyed spending time with you today Dazai." Dazai smiled, "Me too." Chuya smiled back and closed his eyes drifting off to sleep in Dazai's embrace, Dazai had his arm around Chuya massaging his back as Dazai stared at his ceiling fan, his eyes started to become heavy after a few minutes and he fell asleep.

The two of them slept peacefully together the whole night, the sun eventually shined rays in Dazais apartment window. Dazai woke up, he was laying on his side holding Chuya in his embrace. Chuya faced the opposite way, his legs were laying on Dazai's legs. Both Chuya and Dazai's phones rang at the same time, causing Chuya to wake up, they both reached for their phone. "Hi, boss. Okay, I'll be there at three then. Okay." Chuya hung up looking over at Dazai, Chuya lay on Dazai's arm looking at his phone.

"You gotta work today too?" "Yeah unfortunately the Agency needs my brains." Chuya laughed resting on Dazai's chest. The two of them stayed in bed for a while longer before Chuya got up to use the bathroom. Dazai got them both cups of coffee, Chuya rubbed his eyes and sat next to Dazai on the couch sipping the coffee along with Dazai. "Do you wanna do this again Chibi?" "Sure." After they both finished their cups of coffee, they got ready for work. Chuya kept a spare outfit for work in Dazai's closet since he was there a lot. Dazai put his beige coat on adjusting his pants. "I'll see you later Chibi, lock the door on the way out please." Dazai chimed before leaving the apartment and heading to the Detective Agency.

"Good morning Atsushi-" "Dazai, there's an emergency meeting." Ranpo and the other members were looking at Dazai. "Oh okay...I got the text." Dazai and the others went into the meeting room where Kunkida had photographs of dead bodies pinned on the board. "Since everyone is here now, I'll start. Last night in Yamato Japan, there were a dozen gifted people killed. They were all stabbed, most of them had six to seven stab wounds on their bodies." "Yikes, do we have a suspect?" Yosano asked resting her head on her chin. "Yes, the suspect is; Port Mafia Exctutive, Chuya Nakahara." Dazai's eyes widen, "It wasn't him-" "How do you know that Dazai?" The president entered the meeting room standing at the end of the table. Dazai looked him dead in the eyes, "I just know." He raised an eyebrow, "Your acting strange, how could you be sure?" Dazai felt his face flustering up, "Well, you see. I called him last night and his location was nowhere near Yamato. In fact, he was working with the boss all night." Only Dazai knows the real truth of Chuya's whereabouts last night.