Soukoku Mini Stories

Since I saved your ass, you owe me One. (Story 49)

"Dazai, how long are you going to be out? You have work to finish." "Just an hour, I'm just meeting an old friend." "Yeah, but your gatherings take longer than an hour. Are you just trying to skip out on work?" Kunikida glared at him pushing his glasses up, "What!? Nonsense Kunikida. I will see you shortly no worries!" Dazai left the Detective Agency with a grin on his face. He headed into downtown Yokohama to meet with Ango, and Ango made their meeting plans.

"Excuse me..." A small girl tugged on Dazai's coat sleeve, he looked down at the girl, "Hey there, are you lost?-" Before another word left his mouth, the girl injected a needle into Dazai's side, he pushed himself to retreat and held onto his wounded side, "What did you..." He collapsed on the ground, the little girl dragged him into an alleyway. The smell of smoke mixed with strong liquor woke Dazai, he found himself chained against a wall, arms, and feet chained up, like a prisoner. 

A person walked towards Dazai holding a riffle gun, "Sleeping fucking beauty is awake. Osamu Dazai." The man was now in the light, Dazai looked at the man, he didn't recognize the man in front of him. "Do you have business with me? You should have called me instead of drugging me in the busy city and made an appointment with me-" The man hit Dazai in the head with a liquor bottle, and his blood splattered against the brick wall. "You and your shitty partner killed our boss!" The man shouted, Dazai raised an eyebrow still lost and confused. 

"Your friend or whoever he was, killed our boss five years ago! I'm happy your stupid ass partner died too." The memories flooded Dazai's mind, Mimic, Oda, leaving the Mafia. "You with the Mimic?" Dazai questioned, "Yep. I'm the new leader since your fucking bastard of a friend murdered our old leader!" He shouted, Dazai lowered his head. He remembered Oda's blood on his hands that day, his final words to Dazai before he died in his arms. "I'm gonna kill you, you son of a bitch." The man loaded his rifle, "I want you to feel the pain of death that our boss went through because of your dumbass friend or whatever. Then I'm gonna kill everyone in the Port Mafia too." Dazai didn't say or move at all, "Are you scared?" The man chuckled and pointed the gun at Dazai's head. "Tell me how it feels to be in hell when you arrive at the gates."

Before he could pull the trigger, behind him the brick wall crashed, and Mimic members started shooting at the mystery figure. "What the hell!?" The leader turned around and saw his men and women in their pools of blood laying on the ground lifeless. "Sorry jackass but, we've already made a promise that I'd kill that motherfucker!" Chuya smirked and flew himself in the air landing a powerful kick to the Mimic Leader in the face.

The leader fell to the ground, and Chuya stepped on his back with force. "Asshole." Chuya looked over at Dazai, "My job isn't to save your ass Dazai." Chuya kicked the leader into another wall, the impact killed him. Chuya bent down to Dazai, "Hey, what's wrong?" Chuya's voice became serious and concerned, "That asshole just said shit about Oda." Chuya sighed and pulled Dazai into his embrace. When Oda died and Dazai vanished on the same day, Chuya put the puzzle pieces together. He knew Dazai and Oda were close friends in the Mafia, he respected that and understood the loss of Oda was hard for Dazai. Dazai broke free of the chains and hugged Chuya back.

They stayed in each other's embrace for a long time before they both got up. "Do you need a ride somewhere? My bike is parked outside." "No thanks Chuu, I'm actually on my way to meet Ango." "Oh okay," Chuya smirked. "Since I saved your ass, you owe me one shitty Dazai."