Silver roses 【soukoku】

Chapter 20.

"Y-you look-" Chuuya said, not really trying to sound rude. "-Uhm- are you ok?" He finally asked, and Sigma gave him an unimpressed look. 

"Sick? Dead? Dying?" He suggested, and then burst into a coughing fit. 

"Sick." Chuuya said, trying to keep him upright. "Yeah I got pushed into water. By fucking Dazai." He said, glaring at where Dazai stood, talking wildly to Kunikida and Ranpo, who both looked confused as hell. 

"I've never heard you swear before." Chuuya said in surprise. "I don't." Sigma replied with a little laugh. Well it looked like laugh at first, then he started coughing again. 

"I can't breathe." He said, wheezing. "I know, buddy. Here have some water." Chuuya said, patting his back. 

Paris was his worst nightmare. It was where Mori was. His office was somewhere in here. Last Dazai heard, he was currently out of station. 

Hopefully it remained that way for the entirety of their trip. Hopefully his plane crashed and then he died a horrible death. 

Ah well, a man can dream. 

"You look like shit." Chuuya commented, sitting down next to Dazai. He rubbed his eye, seemingly at ease in the city of Dazai's nightmares. "Thanks. Just the thing I wanted to hear." He said dryly. 

His throat was fine, he just had a light headache, which was probably from the plane and his overthinking. Made for a killer headache though. The bus started, and they were on their way to the hotel. 

Dazai yawned. Maybe he would take a little nap.....

"Why the fuck-" Chuuya began. "-do I need to share with him?" He yelled, pointing at Dazai who was glaring back at him. "You were the only ones asleep. And, since everyone else made their groups, you, Dazai, Fyodor and Nikolai are one group." Ranpo shrugged. 

Hirotsu looked like he desperately needed sleep, and he just sighed. 

"And me and Dos-kun wanted to room together!" Nikolai said, laughing as he threw an arm over Fyodor's shoulder, who flashed him a rare smile. 

"But-" Chuuya said, at a loss for words. "Give it up Chibi. I really want to sleep." Dazai said as he yawned again, rubbing his eyes. Chuuya huffed and headed to his room. 

Thank fucking lord there were 2 beds. Maybe this wouldn't be too bad. Dazai went to his bed, plopped down and started snoring. 

Chuuya stared at him in astonishment, and he unpacked a bit, took a shower, brushed his teeth and then went to lie in bed. Paris huh? Their last destination before they headed back home. Chuuya wasn't one to particularly get homesick. And he wasn't, really. 

He sighed and turned, going to sleep. 

The next day was hectic. They'd been to mainly tourist places everywhere, but Paris was so fucking crowded, Chuuya got lost from his group twice. Dazai found him both times, pulling on his backpack to keep him form wandering too far away. 

"You know, maybe I should get you a collar so that you don't get lost." Dazai huffed in annoyance, while Chuuya rolled his eyes. Honestly, how hard was it to just be in place?

"Eat shit, Mackerel." He said, flipping him off. 

Dazai rolled his eyes. There was nobody in this group to do the work, so they actually had to pay attention and capture stuff themselves. It was a bit annoying, having to do work, but Dazai put up with it.