Soukoku Mini Stories

Drinking without a Goal. (Story 26)

In this short story, Dazai and Chuya do not know each other (Till later ;)

"You guys have to try this fancy restaurant me and Ranpo went to last night!" Yosano sat down at her desk, "Was it fun?" Atsushi asked, everyone in the Agency was listening to Doctor Yosano, "Yes! The food and drinks were wonderful! They have a large dining area and a bar area. So you can bring a date there or go to the bar and drown your sorrows out!" Yosano glimmered, "I and Ranpo are going back there, right Ranpo?" She elbowed Ranpo, he was sitting on her desk sucking on a lollipop. "Yes, the cheesecake was delicious." Dazai was quiet but took mental notes about this 'fancy restaurant.' "Miss Yosano, what's the restaurant called?" "Oh, I almost forgot! Heh, El Trome is the name." Yosano beamed.

As the sun started setting creating a beautiful purple sunset in the city, members of the Agency were packing up their belongings and leaving for the day. "See you tomorrow." Kunkida grabbed his notebook and laptop leaving Dazai and Atsushi at their desks. "You have plans tonight Dazai-kun?" "Honestly Atsushi, I'm gonna go check out this wonderful restaurant that Yosano told us about." "Really?! Have fun Dazai-kun!" Atsushi grabbed his cell phone leaving the office, Dazai smiled to himself, "I can go for a drink right now anyways." 

"Good evening sir." The hostess welcomed Dazai, "Evening, is the bar open?" "Yes sir." She pointed to her left side, the bar was crowded, to say the least, Dazai thanked the women and managed to find an empty bar stool. He took his seat looking at all the alcohol on the shelf, they shined like trophies. Chuya was cleaning a glass, his earpiece buzzing, "new customer arrived, on your side Chuya, he's in a tan coat, and has brunette hair." "Got it." Chuya buzzed in, and he walked over to the customer, "Welcome to El Trome, what can I get started for you?" Dazai looked at the bartender in front of him, he felt his cheeks getting flustered. 

"Hi, uhm, ill start with water." Chuya raised his eyebrow, "Alright." He left and poured a glass of water for the customer, he came back dropped it off then left to deal with another customer. "Oh sir, Nakahara please give me your number! You are so handsome!" The girl sitting next to Dazai was drunk, her cheeks were very flustered. "Heh, sorry ma'am, I don't have a cellphone." Chuya smiled giving her the bill back. "Have a nice day though." Chuya walked away, the drunk woman sighed dramatically and left the bar.

Dazai POV:
So his name is 'Nakahara?' Hmm, what an interesting name. I took a sip of the water, looking at the mysterious yet gorgeous bartender, Nakahara. He had light ginger hair falling on his left shoulder, Atlantic Ocean blue eyes, and his bartender uniform. He seemed to wear a choker to provide his own personal 'touch.' He was surely stunning

Back to normal POV:

"Are you gonna order a real drink now?" Chuya leaned on the bar countertop in front of Dazai, his head resting on his hand. Dazai snapped out of his thoughts and looked at the ginger man. "Oh sorry, I was in my head." "I can tell, what would you like to drink?" Dazai thought for a moment, "What's your name?" "Chuya Nakahara." "Well, Chuya Nakahara, the ladies are all over you." Dazai smirked, Chuya let out a small groan of annoyance, "Well, that's not my type. Anyways, what can I get started for you?" "If I'm being honest, Chuya, I am not a big drinker. I would like to try your favorite drink though." Chuya was speechless for a moment before he spoke, "My favorite? Well, Boulevardier is my favorite drink here. It's sweet."

"I'll take it." Chuya was still stunned at the man's actions, "I'll get that started for you." Chuya walked away creating the drink, Dazai watching him the whole time with a smile on his face. "Here." Chuya slid him the glass, and Dazai took a sip of it. "It's not bad." "I know, it's quite good." Before Dazai could reply, Chuya walked away to help another customer. A younger man took a seat next to Dazai, he looked the same age as Dazai too. "New customer on your side Chuya, blue shirt with glasses." "Got it." Chuya buzzed in and went to his new customer, "Welcome to El Trome, what can I get started for you?" "Hey, what is your favorite type of Martini bartender?" The man had a devilish smirk on his face, "Probably the French Martini." Chuya responded, "Perfect, ill take that sweet cake." He winked at Chuya, but he didn't react, he left to make the man's drink.

Dazai POV:

Who the hell does this man think he is? He's flirting with Chuya. I don't like it at all. I shot a dirty glare at the stranger taking another swig of Boulevardier.

Back to normal POV:

Chuya slid the customer his French Martini, "Thank you, sweetheart, how's your day been?" "Just another day heh." Chuya smiled in response, "Excuse me." Chuya left and walked over to Dazai, "You doing okay over here?" "Oh, just peachy." Dazai smiled, but on the inside, he was ready to beat up this man in the blue shirt. "I'm curious Chuya, when do you guys close?" "One A.M., so in about an hour." Dazai opened his mouth, but the stranger beat Dazai to it, "Cutie, do you mind getting me a refill? This is delicious stuff." "Sure thing." Chuya left Dazai and went to make another Martini

About, thirty minutes passed by, and the blue-shirted man kept flirting with Chuya the whole time drinking at least five French Martini, "Here's an extra tip sweetheart, take care." The man left extra yen on the bar countertop for Chuya, Chuya grabbed the yen stuffing in his back pockets and walked back to Dazai. There were only a few people left in the bar area, Dazai being one of them. "I'm ready to pay the bill now." "Alright, did you enjoy the drink?" Chuya smirked looking directly at Dazai, "Oh yes, it was wonderful." "I'm glad to hear it, I didn't quite catch your name though." "Osamu Dazai." Dazai smiled, "Okay Osamu, let me get the bill." Chuya left preparing Dazai's bill, Chuya dropped off the bill, and Dazai paid and left a tip.

"Hopefully we meet again, Chuya Nakahara." Dazai got up from the bar stool, "Have a good night, Osamu." Chuya cleaned up Dazai's area. "You get any good yen tonight Chuya?" "Yeah, what about you?" "Yep, are you clocking out?" "Yeah, ill see you guys on Friday." Chuya grabbed his grey jacket putting it on himself, he left out the back exit heading to his car. He smelt cigarette smoke nearby, "Damn, nobody smokes over here other than me." Chuya mumbled, his guards were up, to find a shadowy figure leaning against the brick wall smoking a cigarette, "Osamu Dazai? What are you doing?" Chuya asked completely confused. Dazai looked up at Chuya and stepped on his cigarette, "Oh, you're finally done. I couldn't get my mind off of you." 

Dazai and Chuya were inches apart. "Heh, me either. Do you have an extra cigarette on you by chance?" Dazai grabbed his last remaining cigarette giving it to Chuya. "Thanks, do you wanna come over to my apartment? I live alone and it gets lonely at times." Dazai smiled in response, "Sure." "Alright, but don't try any weird shit, or ill kill you." Chuya smiled and walked to his car, Dazai right by his side. "Heh, relax. I wouldn't wanna hurt such a charming bartender." Dazai smirked. They both got into Chuya's car, he lit the cigarette Dazai gave him and drove to his apartment.