He saw me

Dazai bowed slightly and looked up at Mori, who was sitting in a large chair, and whining to Elise. Dazai cleared his throat, grabbing Mori's attention. "Any more orders, sir? I completed the attack on Yokohama, and the black snake is confirming the deaths as we speak." Mori looked down at Dazai, smirking. "Another job well done, Dazai. I'd expect nothing less of our youngest executive." Dazai chuckled and smiled, standing up fully from his bow. "Thank you."

Mori glanced behind Dazai and smiled. An idea came into his head. Dazai paid it no mind, and stared at Elise, who was trying to escape from Mori. Understandably.

Mori stood up from his seat and approached Dazai. "Sir?" Mori grabbed Dazai's arm and tugged at the bandages on his arm, loosening them. Dazai's eyes widened. Mori leaned close to Dazai's ear and smiled as he whispered, "Would you be willing to show him just how ugly you are?" He pulled off the bandages as Dazai turned, meeting Chuuya's eyes. Chuuya stood a few feet away from Dazai, he looked almost scared. "CHUUYA!" Dazai shouted, his eyes welled with tears. The bandages from his arm fell on the ground, along with Dazai's dark coat, revealing long puckered scars and cuts all over his arm.

This can't be happening... he pulled off my bandages. He practically humiliated me, and yet... The worst part about all this is...

He saw me!

"Dazai!!" Chuuya shouted, pulling off his coat and running to Dazai, wrapping the long black coat around Dazai's shoulders. Tears slowly rolled down Dazai's cheeks, and he tried to laugh it off. "Sorry you had t' see that." He said in between faux chuckles. Mori laughed, and left the room, searching for Elise.

Chuuya ran his fingers down Dazai's arms, worry filling his eyes. Dazai flinched, and Chuuya hugged him tightly. "Did you do that?" Dazai nodded, hiding his arms behind his back. He was ashamed that Chuuya saw those cuts.

Chuuya squeezed Dazai and buried his face into his shoulder. "I'll go get some bandages, okay? But I'm a bit sad." "How come?" "I can't exactly call you a walking waste of bandages now, can I?" Dazai burst out laughing, genuine laughter. "It was such a mean nickname, Chibi-chan." "Look in the mirror." Chuuya hissed.

Chuuya held Dazai's hand, pulling him to a room filled with medical supplies and took two rolls of gauze. He wrapped it around Dazai's arms and took his coat back. He hugged Dazai tightly again and murmured, "I don't care if you think you're a monster. You're not in my eyes." Dazai smiled, leaning into the embrace. "But I am, so get your eyes checked." "Well, you are a bandage wasting device, so you're a monster to all the stores you've robbed of their bandages, but I don't own those stores so you're not a monster." "I thought you said you couldn't call me a bandage wasting device anymore!" Dazai pouted. "It's your nickname, so actually I can." Dazai groaned.

"Fine, Chibi-chan."