BSD Chat/texting fic

Chapter four: Chuuya's mission

Chuuya sighed as he tied up the corset, strangling his body a little. The dress he was wearing was long, dragging along the floor behind him. The black dress with the red corset was not what he had wanted to wear today, he had wanted to wear a suit with a tie. Not a dress.

Chuuya brushed his hair out, letting it fall down his shoulders loosely, the makeup he was wearing would fool anyone into thinking he was female. Chuuya sighed, pulling the heels on, he felt taller now however something in him was telling him that Dazai was still going to make fun of his height.

"I do look good though.." He hummed and smiled, posing in the mirror. The fake boobs he was being forced to wear looked way too realistic for his taste considering how low the dip of the dressed neckline was. "Time to get this over with."

Chuuya walked out of his office, walking down the stairs, using his ability to keep the dress off the ground. Chuuya bit the inside of his lip and exited the building, getting into the limousine which was prepared for him by Mori. "Where to?" the man driving the car asked, making Chuuya sigh again.

"The red ribbon dance." Chuuya looked out the window, ignoring the door opening on the other side and the man getting in with him, it had to be Tachihara, his partner for this mission.

"I'm sorry for being late Chibi~" Dazai cooned, reaching over and pulling Chuuya to his side. Their mission involved them pretending to be a couple so it made sense if Dazai was clingy, however what didn't make sense was Dazai being here.

"What happened to Tachihara?" he asked quietly, willingly relaxing into the other side. He always felt safe near Dazai, this time was no different. "Did he drop the mission?"

"Mori sent me an email asking if I would go in place of him since he got sick and couldn't come." Dazai said, an arm around Chuuya's waist, attempting to pull him closer. "If you were really a woman I would ask you to commit a double suicide with me."

Chuuya sighed "and I would still refuse, I have a child to take care of." Chuuya laid his head on the other man's shoulder. "And these things are heavy as shit, I don't want them any longer then I have to have them on."

Dazai squeeze one, humming. He slipped his hand in though the dip in the neckline and squeezed again. "What are these made of?" he asked, pulling his hand away.

"Breast implants." he said quietly, he was quite relaxed at the moment and since he couldn't feel what the other had done he was quite happy. "Do I have to explain the plan to you?"

"That would be much appreciated Chibi." Dazai smiled, rubbing the shorter man's cheek.

"Our target is Lundo Kaza, a man from Yamaguchi. He has come to Yokohama to continue his slave trading business; he takes women into his bedroom after seducing them and knocks them out before he sells them off to someone." Chuuya said, still relaxed in the other's hold, though he could feel it tighten slightly.

"And what role are you going to play?"

"If you couldn't tell already I will be playing the part of your wife. My role is to seduce him and take him to a room, while your job is to kill him." Chuuya continued to speak, not minding the feeling of someone's hand in his hair, that was also relaxing.

"So we just have to get him alone and kill him?" Dazai asked, his tone cold, like how he was back in the mafia. Dazai felt something cold and evil wrap over his heart at the thought of someone else touching his Chuuya. "Should be easy enough without you having to seduce him."

"What if he seduces me?" It wasn't a likely outcome that this man would be Chuuya's type however the thought of there being even a chance of it pissed Dazai off even more.