As soon as the door closed behind them, Chuuya erupted into flames, his annoyance evident in his tone. “Ugh, what a drag.” he whined, his voice echoing slightly through the large hallway, as Dazai told him about the contents of the folder. “Can’t believe those outsiders will have to come into Yokohama. I just know they're going to try and inflict their black and white morals onto us.”
“You have a point. Comparing this city's grey, to their black and white..” he begins, pausing for dramatic effect. “A bunch of unpleasant things are sure to take place.” Dazai replied, sighing as he placed the mission documents underneath his arm. “But~ the only way we can enter the outside world.. Is to catch the attention of those ‘Heroes’ the outside world adores so much.” Dazai sang playfully, extending the ‘u’ in ‘but’, eliciting a groan of annoyance out of Chuuya.“Hey guys!” A cheerful voice exclaimed, entering their classroom with a joyful smile.
“Mina! You're late to class! As your class representative, it is my duty to remind you not to do so again!” A voice yelled, their hands moving up and down in a robotic motion.
Mina stuck out her tongue, ignoring the reprimands of her fellow classmate, “Ugh.. it's not that big of a deal, Iida. Anyway, have you guys heard about the YouTubers from Yokohama? You know, the port city that's blocked off from everyone!”
“Oh! Yeah, I've heard about them! They're really funny!” Uraraka spoke out from the crowd of students, looking Mina’s way.
“YouTubers from Yokohama? You're joking, right? There's no way!” Jiro called out from the group of students.
“Of course she’s joking, Pinky has no sense in her. Why would a city run by villains have YouTubers?” Bakugo called out from his seat.
“But it's true, Kacchan! They've done a tour around the area they live in, and they have landmarks that can only be seen from inside Yokohama!” Midoriya spoke, his voice one of excitement on the topic of the Yokohamain YouTubers.
Ignoring Midoriya, Bakugo turned his attention back to Mina, his scowl turning into a frown as he spoke, “Go on then, Pinky. What's the name of these stupid YouTubers?” Mina giggled before speaking, a bright smile on her face as she spoke, “I'm glad you asked! They're called..”
[Port Mafia Building, Yokohama. 6.45 pm]
“ ‘Crabby’? What type of name is that!”, the ginger spoke, his voice echoing through the office, “Boss, and I mean this in the nicest way possible, but why the fuck would you let Dazai pick the name?”
Mori, The boss of the Port Mafia, chuckled to himself lightly as Chuuya went back to bickering with Dazai, “Now, now. Dazai-kun offered and I let him. There isn't a problem, is there Chuuya-kun?”
“No.. Boss.” Chuuya spoke, hesitance evident in his tone.
“Great! Now, look over the details. You'll begin your mission tomorrow, but will officially begin when you enter Musutafu.” Mori spoke, his head tilting to the side slightly with his iconic grin, “Now I have to take care of my Elise-chan! So if you don't mind..” Mori said, silently gesturing to the door as his chin rested on top of his hands.
Knowing this, Dazai and Chuuya bowed before taking their leave. As soon as the door closed behind them, Chuuya erupted into flames, "WHAT?" he exclaimed, his voice echoing through the large hallway, as Dazai told him about the contents of the folder, "You're telling me we have to enter the outside world for some stupid infiltration mission?"
"That's what I just said, is it not?" Dazai replied smartly, sticking his tongue out playfully as he continued to walk, leaving Chuuya behind in shock.
“But~ the only way we can enter the outside world.. Is to catch the attention of those ‘Heroes’ " Dazai sung playfully, extending the ‘u’ in ‘but’, eliciting a groan of annoyance out of Chuuya.
“And how do we do that? No outsider is allowed within the walls of Yokohama.” Chuuya asked, tilting his head slightly as he caught up to Dazai, a stern frown lacing his face as he did so.
Chuuya didn't get a reply. Dazai winked, continuing to walk through the large hallway of the Port Mafia.
[Dazai and Chuuya's apartment, 7.43 pm]
“Wait.. don't tell me that there's a reason from the name ‘Crabby’..?” Chuuya asked, coming to the realisation as his eye twitched slightly from annoyance, looking at Dazai with a fearsome gaze.
“Of course! It's our name on YouTube after all! Stupid Chibi.” Dazai exclaimed, winking at Chuuya as he opened their apartment door, slamming it in Chuuya's face with a cheeky whistle.
Grumbling Chuuya opened the door, deciding to ignore Dazai for now as he contemplated the mission. Deciding to deal with it later, Chuuya washes his hands to begin cooking dinner, allowing Dazai to empty the contents of the folder onto a coffee table in front of their TV.
“Chuuyaaa~ are you making me crab..?” Dazai asked, pouting his lips as he looked over at Chuuya.
Chuuya had his hair tied back and sleeves rolled up as he began to look through their cupboards, attempting to find something suitable for dinner. Something that's not crab.
“Seeing as that's the only thing we have in our house, fine. I guess.” Chuuya grumbled, a scowl forming on his face as he began to cook the crab.
“Awww, Chibi's such a good house pet!” Dazai taunted, snickering to himself as he watched Chuuya attempt to calm himself down, and not give into the taunts.
Chuuya decided to make fried crab and rice, knowing Dazai and his appetite he didn't make much. Occasionally, Chuuya glanced over to Dazai, his eyes focusing on him before turning his attention back to the food. Dazai, noticing this, decided to speak up,
“You keep looking at me, does this mean that food's ready?” He exclaimed, looking at Chuuya with expectant eyes.
“Not yet, so fuck off for now, will ya?” Chuuya replied harshly, his tone making it evident that he’s fed up with Dazai's stupid antics.
Dazai smiled, not a real one of course. Dazai isn't capable of smiling for real. Smiles and real emotions are a luxury only the rich can afford, and - kinda - living in a shipping container isn't the ideal life for the rich.
“Glad to know you care about my well-being, Chuuya.” Dazai spoke, his face content as he eyed the documents.
Chuuya placed the plate into the table, obscuring his vision with the food, “Eat. And stop with this sad bullshit. It's depressing.”
Chuuya may come off as standoffish, but he cares, he just doesn't show it. Dazai knows this, he taunts him for it, but deep down he's grateful. “Awww, my Chibiko is the best!” Dazai spoke happily, pulling on Chuuya's cheek with a playful smile.
“Keep doing that, and I will seriously kill you.” Chuuya spoke, his voice aggressive as he looked at him, swatting his hand away from his cheek as he began to eat, looking over the documents as he did so.
They moved into comfortable silence, Dazai paying more attention to the documents than his food, occasionally picking at it and taking bites of the crab, and Chuuya paying attention to both his food and the documents, his chewing silent as they both sat there.
(Original story https://archiveofourown.org/works/54087262/chapters/136935724 go give them love!)
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Children of Yokohama
FanfictionDazai and Chuuya become Youtubers, so they can gain the attention of the Heroes and freely infiltrate the hero school 'UA', with the task of eliminating some pests and reminding everyone on why they shouldn't enter Yokohama. ( This was a story origi...
