Everything went as planned, but why did he feel his heartache?
When he saw that painful expression, he felt something.
And top off that, he couldn't understand why he felt that way...
Shouldn't he be happy his plan worked and now he is with him?
Dazai, a fifteen-year-old teen, couldn't understand why he felt pain when he manipulated his soulmate to join the mafia.
It was the worst pain he had ever felt in his entire life...
That says a lot...
It was much worse than any physical pain, so Dazai tried to make it good again.
First, he secretly dropped a gift for Chuuya and then also tricked Mori to give Chuuya the hat of Rimbaud. Since Mori didn't intend to give it to someone. Other than that, he decided that Chuuya should work under Kouyou.
She is much better than Mori. However, the idea that Chuuya will have to learn seduction and how to charm your enemy tricks makes Dazai slightly angry (jealous).
Since the day Chuuya joined, which was just yesterday, Dazai avoided him.
He didn't want to face the boy yet, he didn't know how he should act in front of him.
But Fate decided that they had been separate for too long, which was only two days, but who are we to judge fate?
On a certain day, at a certain time, in a certain corridor.
An ordinary event that doesn't particularly go down in history or people's memories.
"...Ah!!"
"Ahhhhh! It's you!"
The boy's screams filled the corridor.
The adults watched the two with surprised looks.
"Chuuya! What do you think you joined this organization for?!"
Dazai hounded Chuuya in an angry voice.
"You're my dog, aren't you?! If I tell you my leg is itchy, you scratch it! If I want to eat soba, you threaten the owner of a soba shop into coming here! If I want to watch a play, you perform a one-man show! It's your job! So what are you doing under Kouyou-san's direct command?! Climbing the ladder?! Smooth sailing?! You're too young, go do some grunt work!"
"I don't know what you're talking about, you scheming bastard! I joined the mafia of my own will, I'm not your subordinate or your dog! You think I didn't know about your tricks?!"
Chuuya was talking about his loss.
"I looked at the machine later and it seemed like someone poured water on the console, so it was more difficult for me to play! It was an invalid match!"
"Huh? Are you being a sore loser, Chuuya? Where's the proof that I cheated? Did you know I had immediately reported this breaking news about you in an article titled, 'This week's Chuuya unwilling to admit defeat' to the whole organization?"
"I wonder who cooperated with you... Wait, wait, wait! It was because of you everyone greeted me with a little laugh when I joined?!"
The two boys screamed and cursed at each other.
The adults were helpless as they watched over them.
"Was it really a good idea to let these two join the same organization?" The woman in Japanese clothes asked Mori.
"It's fine, Kouyou-san,"
Mori said with a smile.
"It's because they're in the same organization that it's fine."
While speaking his eyes stayed on the ginger.
Suddenly Dazai turned his head towards Mori with a deadly glare, that made even demons tremble.
But soon Dazai again looked at Chuuya, this time at his neck.
A black plain black chocker adoring his neck...
For Dazai the neck is the most precious place.
It was the experience with the ability user, who could shift others and himself in dogs, talking.
And the fact he concluded, that if he associates something he likes with something he hates, he will end up not liking either of them.
Chuuya was aware that the gift was from Dazai,
why?
because in the gift box, the card attached to it read, for my dog
But Chuuya can't understand why he is a dog...
Dazai hates dogs!
It was the first thing Dazai said in their language
He hates that nickname...
Shouldn't soulmates love each other, care, and trust each other?
Why is it that his soulmate is associating with the thing he hates the most?
But Chuuya still wore it, he still wore it knowing full well, that the one who gave him was telling him he is a dog with an owner.
Still, it was a gift.
Chuuya wore a hat...
Given to him by the port mafia boss just yesterday, which previously belonged to Arthur Rimbaud.
And Chuuya's current goal is to become an executive and obtain information about his past, which Rimbaud gathered until his death.
Chuuya has a lot to do,
so he thought he wouldn't be meeting this bastard so soon,
but as if fate was laughing at him, the next day they crossed paths...
that brat screaming at him, accusing him of betraying him and being a good dog.
While in the middle of fighting, more like bickering Chuuya forgot all about the problem.
The problem being...
how he will face his soulmate?
But as natural as the Sun rising from the east and the Sun setting in the west, they bickered.
So did their future encounters...
They bickered, made fun of each other, competed against each other...
fought together, planned together...
ate together, played together, danced together...
at one point they began living with each other...
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Two bodies with one soul
against
the cruel world
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Author's note: I kind of changed the story a little (it was a lot).
I wanted to write more, but I have been really sick and my brain is almost dead
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FanfictionA world where one is born with an ability, which itself is rare. But some people are born with a soulmate. Although having a soulmate is so rare it has become a myth and tale. Now a 14-year-old Dazai was sitting in front of the mirror which showed...
