Strange times (Soukoku?)

The incident

Warnings
- cursing
- cringe
- angst (maybe?)
- blood
- out of character (?)
- rashes
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"Come on Chuuya!"

Dazai whines. It's been 3 days since Koyou came, and since Chuuya spoke.

"You gotta speak! Come on! This is the closest we've gotten!"

Chuuya just glares at him defiantly, and Dazai was getting frustrated.

"Look, I'm using my time to try and get you human, but it feels like you aren't trying at all"

The brunette explains with annoyance. Again, no response, and that just made Dazai's restraint fall

"Look Chuuya, you are always thinking about how much you aren't human, and at this rate, you aren't! If you don't start to help or actually try and become what you once were, then you'll just stay like this forever. Not like you were that much of a human in the first place.."

Dazai pauses...did he really just..say that?

Chuuya stares at him, almost in horror, his blue eyes wide, his bottom lip trembling.

The redhead soon walks out of Dazai's sight, disappearing into the darkness.

"What did I just do?"

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"Koyou-kun...did you find him?"

"No, I didn't, I went over, and it was only Dazai there"

"Hm...really now?"

"..yes.."

Mori sighs

"You're excused..."

As Koyou leaves, Mori coughs into his hand, more blood...not to mention, rashes have developed on his skin, starting with the bite mark. Red, bumpy splotches on his pale skin, no doubt about it, this was an allergic reaction of some kind.

His throat felt dry. He grabs some cold water, but as he drinks.

"Ow-! What the fu-"

Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough....blood, everywhere. He felt lightheaded. Soon, he passed out.

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Dazai was pacing, he couldn't find Chuuya, he hasn't seen him in hours, he wouldn't be surprised if he ran off. However, that's what he's worried about, what if he ran to the Mafia? Dazai now knows Mori is looking for the ginger...And the brunette has a horrible feeling about it.

He sighs

"Chuuya! You have to come out! Please, I'm sorry, what I said was really fucked up..."

Silence...

"It's just...I..look, I want to make this right! Please...believe me when I say that you're human, and I believe that from the bottom of my heart...after all...no line of code could make such a being I hate so much.."

Dazai sighs..what was he thinking? Of course that wouldn't work...

He walks to his futon and pulls over the blanket. Soon, falling into the state of dreams...

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Chuuya stares up at the Mafia building. He wants to go back, he needs to go back. However, Dazai's words play in his head

'I don't trust the Mafia'

The ginger scoffs. Like hell he would believe anything Dazai would say, especially after that stunt he pulled.

He takes a step onto Mafia headquarters. Before he pauses. A feeling of nausea hits him like a brick. What was happening? Why is this happening? He felt a deep itch in his fangs, now that he thought about it...he hasn't had a taste in a while...

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Author's note

This chapter isn't as good, plus it's short too, but I had some fun writing it. Sorry for being dead, I had testing the entire week (yay), but I'm hoping to post 3 chapter a month, maybe even 4.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter