Fifteen Years Later

Chapter 2

Chuya couldn't believe what he was hearing on the other end of his latest smart phone. Dazai...he's listening to Dazai's voice. This geek like a dream. Chuya held his phone tight against his ear and continued to shed tears.

"I can't believe you answered..." Dazai said as he smiled and walked down the road, away from the prison, that was his home for fifteen years. "H-how have you been..." Dazai asked as he placed his left hand on the back of his neck. He didn't imagine how this would play out if Chaya answered, and especially still stayed on the phone with him this long.

"I-..." Chuya sniffed as Dazai stopped walking and listened. "Sorry..." Chuya grabbed a tissue on the wooden end table he got his phone from earlier. "I just...I can't believe I'm hearing your voice." He said as Dazai smiled. Chuya wiped his eyes and sniffed. "I've been good...how are you even calling me?"

"I just got out of prison." Dazai said as he continued to walk. Chuya's eyes widened. He grabbed a bottle of red wine and popped it open. Chuya drank straight from the bottle. Dazai's out of prison!? "About ten minutes ago." Dazai smirked at how precise that sounded. "I had a great run there and won't want to go back ever again." Dazai joked as Chuya continued to shed tears. "You're...pretty quiet."

"Sorry..." Chuya looked out of the window at the moon. "I just...can't believe this...I can't believe you're out." He said as Dazai continued to walk down the barely lot road. "Weren't you supposed to have like a twenty two year sentence..." Chuya said as Dazai nodded to himself.

"Yes, I was, but I shaved seven years off by good behavior." Dazai laughed. "Good behavior my ass. You know how hard it was to play dumb and kiss everyone's ass?" He asked as Chuya chuckled a little. He looked down at the opened bottle of wine in his hand.

"Honestly Dazai...I do know." He said as Dazai looked down. "I felt that way and still do by being at the Port Mafia..." Chuya smiled softly. "But enough about me." Chuya rubbed his eyes. "Tell me how prison was? Where are you even headed?"

"Well..." Dazai stopped walking on the side of the road. "I was hoping you'd come get me..." He said as Chuya stared down. "Would you? Otherwise I think I know how to get to your place from here." Dazai said as he's mentally mapping how to get to Chuya's from here. "I memorized the way the bus took me from the courthouse to this prison, and we passed your street on the way." Chuya blinked at pure shock but then laughed.

"Of course you did you asshole." Chuya stopped laughing as he calmed down. "But why my house...why me?"

"Well..." Dazai continued to walk. "I know we have...history together." Dazai said as Chuya listened. "And...I want to make up for all the shit I did to you." He said as Chuya looked out of his window. "If that's alright..." He said as Chuya smiled softly.

"Yeah...that's fine." Chuya felt his heart rate beating fast. "I mean...I missed you anyways..." Chuya didn't realize it, but the alcohol was setting in. "You sexy mackerel." Dazai blushed and smiled as he realized Chuya was drinking. Dazai would never admit it to Chuya, but he loves it when Chuya gives him nicknames. He knew if he admitted it, he would ever hear the end of it. Dazai began to lightly jog as he stayed on the phone with drunk Chuya until his phone died.

"I'll be at your house in about three hours." Dazai said as Chuya listened with his eyelids half closed. "Alright?"

"Ok..." Chuya laid his head on the back of the couch and stared up at the moon. "Hurry...you asshole."

Dazai panted from running as he stared up at Chuya's ranch house. He wiped his forehead and took his trench coat off. Dazai knocked at the door and looked towards the moon, seeing it's almost morning. He rang the doorbell and sighed.

"Shit...he's probably passed out drunk." Dazai said as the door then opened. Dazai blushed as he stared at Chuya in a wine colored robe. "Ch-Chuya."

"Come here." Chuya grabbed him by his vest and pulled him inside. He kicked the door closed as Dazai quickly turned halfway to lock it. He then faced Chuya as he pinned Dazai to the wall. They stared at each other as Dazai noticed the blush across Chuya's face.

"M-maybe we should revisit this a different time."

"No..." Chuya began to undress Dazai. "Now..." Chuya tossed Dazai's vest and white button down shirt aside. He took off Dazai's pendant and put it on himself. Dazai blushed as he watched Chuya go to his knees. He blushed as he watched Chuya unzip his fly and pull his pants and boxers down. Chuya looked up at Dazai as Chuya stood and wrapped his arms around his neck. Their lips were inches apart as they stared into one another's eyes. "Do you like what you see?" Chuya asked as he took his robe off. Dazai blushed and then his eyes widened. He looked at Chuya's bruises on his body.

"Chuya..." Dazai said softly as Chuya moved his body against Dazai's.

"Yes..." Chuya asked as Dazai looked at him. This was serious.

"Where did you get those bruises from?"

"Oh...don't worry about those." Chuya smiled as Dazai stared at him with complete worry. "It's no big deal..." Dazai picked up Chuya and brought him to the bed. Chuya smirked as he stared up at Dazai. Dazai stared at Chuya's bruised body. He grabbed his trench coat off the ground and wrapped himself in it. Dazai looked back at Chuya who thought they were going to do something else.

"Chuya...when you sober up today...you better tell me what happened."

"Oh Dazai..." Chuya sat up on the bed and made a sad face. "We aren't going to fuck?" He asked as Dazai blushed and shook his head. Chuya growled. "What a kill joy...you always get me riled up and then nothing happens!" He yelled as Dazai knew Chuya was now an angry drunk. He got off the bed and pushed Dazai out of his bedroom. He took off Dazi's pendant and threw it on the floor. It didn't shatter. Dazai stood and watched Chuya stand by the door. "Fuck you!" He slammed his bedroom door as Dazai smiled. He didn't want something to happen between them like this, it didn't feel right. Dazai grabbed his pendant and put it back on. He then walked to the couch and laid down on it.

"Nothing has changed in the last fifteen years..." Dazai grabbed a near by blanket and closed his eyes. "And I'm so happy about that..."