Double Black

we were meant to be (for all this time)

A/N: This work as S5E11 spoilers! holy fucking shit guys, all my theories and predictions were correct?!

"Ne Chuuya, could you get the fake vampire teeth off?"

On a night that was far from silent and being rid of chaos, two men sat on an empty beach, all alone. A few hundred meters away from them, the infamous Meursault prison lay changed forever, certain parts of it in ruins. At the foot of the tower, lay debris from a helicopter crash that might as well have shaken history. The rest of the world was still spinning on its own axis, just with a little bit of manipulation from multiple parties that had been involved in this mess.

Away from the chaos and the war of the rest of the world, the fated pair made time of their own. Sitting on huge boulders that lined up along the shore of the beach, it was just the two of them in their own world. Double Black, the infamous duo that the entirety of Yokohama's Underworld knew of; at the end of the day, when nothing mattered any longer and when there were no watchful eyes around, they ended up being more than Double Black, Yokohama's Most Destructive Duo.

Dazai and Chuuya sufficed just enough.

Chuuya rolled his eyes at his rival, gentle waves lapping at his feet, "Oh fuck you. You asked Boss to use the fucking Superglue for the teeth, didn't you?"

Dazai merely snickered, "But, of course! How can I call this entire mission a success if I don't end up being bothersome to Chuuya?!"

Chuuya's neck snapped to face the other immediately, "Excuse me? You have been nothing but a bother to me this entire day. Actually, this entire week! Actually no still, my entire life! Your existence itself is bothersome enough, asshole. You really don't need to think up of more ways."

Dazai frowned dramatically, "Eh? But what's the fun of that? I wasn't lying to Sigma, you know. Not only have I spent the last seven years thinking of ways to kill you, I have also thought up of plenty of ways to annoy you for the rest of our lives, Chuuya!"

An aggravated groan, "Who the fuck wants to spend the rest of their life with you of all people, oi?!"

The more dramatic half of the duo chirped happily, "You do, of course! Ah, the misfortune. To be stuck with such a little chibi since I was fifteen? I could think of nothing worse. It's so disgusting! How unfortunate!"

Chuuya grumbled in response, "You say that, but didn't you just say you want to spend the rest of your life with me?"

Dazai gasped at once, "Isn't that just a given? Besides, I said I'm going to annoy you for the rest of our lives!"

"Whatever you say, loser. Anyway. How's your injuries?"

The Meursault prisoner winced at the reminder, "Don't even get me started. As grateful as I am to you for stopping the lift, you were supposed to go easy with the gunshots, dumbass!"

Chuuya growled at him, "Who are you calling a dumbass?! Besides, there's very few occasions where I get to injure you to my heart's content as part of your own plans. Let me take advantage of that, oi."

Dazai pouted, "But Chuuya shot me in the shoulder! That hurt a lot, you know! Besides, even if you stopped the bullet to my head, that still hurt!"

His partner merely scoffed at him, "Stop being a baby. You can take that much pain at least. And as for the shoulder wound, that was your idea in the first place. To ensure Fyodor doesn't catch on to our scheme. Plus it was necessary to make him think of your demise, wasn't it?"

Dazai turned up his nose in sheer indignance, "Chuuya has a point. Fyodor is really so silly, Chuuya. He really thought you were a vampire! And that you would ever follow his instructions to oppose me?! Isn't that unimaginable? My Chuuya would never do that."