Silver roses 【soukoku】

Chapter 17.

Thankfully, travel inside the same continent took way lesser time than the time it took them to get from Yokohoma to Istanbul. 

Chuuya was feeling good about Greece. Turkey was amazing, Their kababs were the best shit Chuuya had ever tasted, but he was sad that he couldn't get an evil eye necklace from there. 

He had very obviously underestimated how much work there was to be done while researching Hagia Sophia. He had told Tachihara to jump at the chance of taking that destination, confident that he would get it in no time. 

Boy was he wrong. 

That place had such a vast history, that it was neigh immpossible to cover it in 2 days. Eveyrthing was little bit hazy in his memory, but hey now he knew what the significance of the 4 minarates was and the amount of times it had been changed. 

He was sleeping during the entire flight, much to Higuchi's distaste. "Chuuya you snore when you sleep." She complained, flexing her shoulder where Chuuya had spent some of his best naps. 

He smiled sheepishly. "You have a very sleepable shoulder." He said, shrugging. Higuchi huffed and turned around to tell Tachihara something. Chuuya shook his head and took out his phone. He had the international SIM card, so his net was working perfectly fine. 

He took a couple of photos of the airport and then group itself, asking a kind stranger to take one. 

"Guys c'mon line up quick." He yelled, pushing everyone into a photo pose, much to Fyodor's distaste. He was muttering something in Russian the entire time, and Chuuya had a gut feeling none of it would be polite. 

"Chuuuuuuuya." Came the one voice that made Chuuya roll his eyes. "Yes, dipshit?" He asked, batting his eyelashes like he was flirting. 

"Cmon let's a photo clicked." Dazai said, grabbing Chuuya's hand and pulling him with him. "But we just had one clicked." Chuuya retorted, as he sighed and posed anyway. 

Dazai laughed from above him, and suddenly took away his hat. Chuuya frowned at him and kicked him in the leg. "Yo assjack give my hat back." He yelled, chasing Dazai around. 

Dazai seemed to be having a nice time, jumping around, escaping Chuuya's kicks my a centimeter at max. He could hear some of the other chuckling too, but Chuuya was more focused on getting his damn hat back. 

Dazai stopped abruptly, turned around and place the hat near his mouth, hand on the rim of it. Chuuya was too surprise to actually stop, but Dazai winked at him and for a moment, it felt like they were gonna kiss. 

Just an inch before their lips touched, Dazai moved sideways and Chuuya fell straight on his face. Hard. 

He got up with a jump though, blinking, because he wasn't sure what the hell just happened. "You." He said with a dumb look on his face, he presumed. "Me." Dazai agreed, a wicked glint in his eye. "I-" Chuuya said, because what was someone in his position supposed to say? 

Thankfully, he was broken out of his thoughts by a loud laugh from Nikolai. Everyone was laughing. Chuuya could feel his face heat up, but he took off his shoe. 

Very casually. 

"Dazai." He said with a smile. 

Dazai looked at him, to the shoe in his hands. "Uhm- Chibi I'm sure we can-" 

"GO TO FUCKING HELL!" Chuuya yelled before yeeting his shoe with all the strength he had. Which, considering he was a basketball player, was quite a damn lot. 

A loud thawk was heard, and then Chuuya felt something trickling down his nose. Blood, he assumed. Dazai's nose, coincidently, was also bleeding. And then Chuuya couldn't help it.