Soukoku Mini Stories

Car Sickness. (Story 62)

"What's up, Mori?" Dazai and Chuya sat down infront of their boss's desk, "Chuya, Dazai. You have both been informed of the latest gifted murder case?" Chuya and Dazai looked at each other, "Yeah, the body was found this morning, right?" Dazai raised his eyebrow, "Correct. I am sending you both to the crime scene. I would like both of you to investigate, look for clues, etc. Understood?" "That's it?" Mori started cleaning his little scalper knife, "If the killer is at the scene, both of you will kill it. Understood?" "Understood." They said at the same time.

"I will have a car ready for you both out front." With that they left Mori's office, "Hey, do you think we'll run into the killer?" Chuya asked his partner, he pressed the elevator button and soon enough the elevator doors opened up. They walked inside it, Dazai pressing the button to the first floor. "Hmm, it doesn't make sense of why the killer would be at their own crime scene. But yet again, there is a possibility." "I see," Chuya mumbled under his breath.

The elevator doors reached their destination, they walked out of the Port Mafia's headquarters, and outside there was a black sports car waiting for them. A servant opened up the back doors for Chuya and Dazai. The driver started the car, they were off. Chuya leaned his head against the window, he noticed in the window's reflection Dazai covering his mouth. Chuya snapped out of his thoughts and looked at his partner concerned, "Are you good?" Chuya raised an eyebrow asking, Dazai clenched his stomach, "Yeah yeah. I'm just car sick." Chuya laughed, "No way. You, Osamu Dazai, car sick?!" Dazai shot him a glare, "Sorry! That's super funny." Chuya snorted.

Dazai held his head starting to get dizzy, "Jesus Christ." "Lay down jackass," Chuya suggested, Dazai didn't argue, he followed Chuya's words and rested his head on Chuya's lap. Chuya sighed and ran his fingers through Dazai's hair. They stayed in that position until they arrived at the crime scene. Dazai ran to the nearest trashcan and vomited, Chuya waited for his partner. Once Dazai was done using the public restrooms, they went to investigate the crime scene. They looked around the taped-off area for clues. Chuya listened to a witness report, Dazai investigating clues around the body. Dazai walked over to Chuya, his black coat blowing behind him. "The killer is nearby." He whispered in Chuya's ear, Chuya looked at him caught off guard, "Are you serious?" Chuya raised an eyebrow, and Dazai nodded in response.

"Look behind me. See that man in all black, that is our guy. No doubt." Chuya glanced at the mysterious man in the distance behind Dazai. The man wore purple sunglasses, a facemask, and all-black attire. "How do we approach him without civilians getting hurt?" Chuya asked, "Easy, use your ability, push him into the ground and we'll bring his head to Mori on a sliver platter." "Dazai, he's running." Chuya pointed, and the man was sprinting away, "Shit." Dazai and Chuya started running after the man.

The man pulled out a gun and started shooting at the two, Chuya stopped the bullets from hitting him with his ability, he turned the bullets around and kicked them returning them to the man. "Gah!" The man collapsed, "Nice shot Chuya." Dazai smiled at his partner, Chuya smiled back and they ran toward the man. Once they reached the man, he was already bleeding out. "Tell us, why were you killing innocent gifted citizens?" Dazai forcefully grabbed the man's collar, blood leaked out of the man's mouth. "Ablity...users are a...Disgrace...To Yokohama...I...I was...Fixing the problem." The man's heart stopped beating, he was dead. Dazai scoffed and threw him back onto the ground. Eventually, police officers came, "Let us get out of here Chibi." The two walked back to the black sports car.

Dazai laid his head back on Chuya's lap, they talked about the report they will give Mori once they get back. Once they arrived at the Port Mafia's headquarters, they entered Mori's office giving him a full report. "That is wonderful news. I applaud you both for your work." Chuya and Dazai looked at each other giving each other a small smile. "Chuya, you are dismissed. Dazai, I have another task for you to complete." Chuya looked at Mori then Dazai, "Okay, sir." He bowed and left Mori's large office. He waited by the elevators for Dazai. 

"I hope that bastard doesn't take long." He mumbled and went on his phone. After a few minutes, Dazai left Mori's office, he noticed Chuya by the elevator, and a smile appeared on his face. "Hey Chibi! Were you waiting for me?" He teased. Chuya flustered up embarrassed, "No asshole. What is Mori making you do?" "A small mission downtown." Chuya went quiet, "Oh, okay. If you need me at all just call me." "Of course." Dazai smiled as they both got into the elevator. Chuya got off on the sixth floor to his own private office, and Dazai continued his way. A few hours passed by, and the sun was setting in Yokohama. Chuya was on his phone playing games, his office doors suddenly burst open. "Hey Chibi! I'm back!" Dazai beamed loudly. Chuya glared at him, "Shut up damn it! You are gonna make me loose." Chuya looked back down at his screen seeing the words 'Game Over.' "Damn it." Dazai chuckled, "For that, we're going to the arcade." "What? Right now?" "Yep." Chuya got up grabbed his black coat putting it on.

"Alright deal." "You can tell me about your mission on the way." Chuya grabbed his motorcycle key and him and Dazai left his office. They got to the parking lot, Chuya got on his bike, and Dazai got on behind him. "Hey, if you get car sick do not puke on me or I will lose my shit Dazai." "I won't." Dazai smiled, Chuya shot a side glare at him and started his bike, he took off and they made their way to the arcade. Dazai wrapped his arms around Chuya, his face was buried in Chuya's back. Chuya glanced behind him seeing Dazai's eyes closed, his hair blowing. Chuya turned back, "Adorble asshole."