~{𝕯𝕰𝖁𝕴𝕷𝕾 𝕿𝕽𝕬𝕲𝕰𝕯𝖄}~ Dazaixchuuya

13

⚠️TRIGGER WARNING THIS CHAPTER INCLUDES TORTURE⚠️

The brunette lay in a little room. No windows just a little lamp above head.
It was like one of those cellular's in those movies.
He had no clue how long it had been.
Dazai didn't care though, he couldn't think of a way to get out of this.
His mind was blank on the subject, only thinking about the ginger, not how he normally thought of him though.
He despised him
Standing up despite him legs trembling and head pounding. His whole body screaming at him to sit back down as pain shot through his limbs.
He wobbled over to his coat in the corner of the room, crouching down
Wrapping himself into a little ball with it.
Dazai hated pain, yet he was always faced with it.

Chuuya was sitting in a meeting room with Kouyo, Mori, a few other men ,and
Mr.Akanae.
"So Mori, what you say about the deal?"
"Chuuya, Kouyou, any thoughts?"
The pedophile asked.
"I would like to over see it, if we do this deal, is that alright Mori-San?"
The ginger asked.
"Of course it is Chuuya-kun."
"Well then, I'll be going."
Mr.Akanae and his men left.
On their way out, Chuuya noticed something in Mr.Akanae's pocket.
He didn't get a good at it though.

Dazai woke up from his not so peaceful slumber at the sound of shoes clanking.
"Osamu, glad to see you'll be awake for this."
The older man said.
He was carrying a bunch of rusty red nails and a hammer in a tray.
"What do you want?"
"I have a request, from a special ginger"
Dazai's eye's shot up..
"Chuuya?"
"Yup that's the one"
"What did he request? Is he ok? How did you? What did you do to him?"
Mr.Akanae chuckled
"You're so worried about him it's kinda funny, him on the other hand."
The older leaned into Dazai's ear
"Asked me to do this"
Saying this he picked up one of the nails with a pair of pliers grabbing Dazai's hand with the other sticking the nail into his palm.
The nails were red cause they were scorching hot.
Dazai let out a blood curdling scream.
The man was unfazed and continued hammering the nails into his palms
"Sto-stop please- it, it hurts"
The brunette says between trying to keep his eye's open.
"You're such a brat, here your 'lover' is trying to send you send which I'm delivering, and you're complaining? So ungrateful"
He said pulling out the last nail.
Dazai was out of energy, he had wasted it all on screaming,
Mr.Akanae got up left coming back a few minutes later with a tray of rice and curry

Curry was his favorite, he loved it spicy and especially when the ginger made it for him,
But now, anything related to the ginger made him gag.

Mr.Akanae crouched down next to Dazai. Shoving curry and rice into his mouth.
He didn't like the taste. It wasn't spicy and had way too much salt.
Nowhere close to how the ginger made it.
But he liked that. Cuase he didn't want to see him, ever again.