Baby chibi is a pain

Chapter 20

Dazai panted as he stood outside an abandoned house. Looking at the place right now, he wondered how on earth did he not realise they were hiding Chuuya here.

'I can't get too emotional. It's making me irrational. Chibi is safe, I knew but why couldn't I just shake the feeling of dread when he was away?"

Catching his breath, he started making his way inside the old house, first by picking the lock. As soon as he stepped inside, he expected himself to be greeted by the clown magician.

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Nothing

The hallway was empty. Dazai's eyebrows furrowed in suspicion. What was the russian planning? Didn't they kidnap Chuuya to get back on him?
Dazai's eyes scanned the area, atleast as much as he could see with the minimal amount of lighting. He carefully walked around, trying to figure out where the three were with Chuuya.

A dim light, almost blocked by the door, caught Dazai's attention and he slowly made his way there. Standing against the door, he peeked inside and saw the raven haired man sitting, with Chuuya sleeping on his lap. He looked a little closely at Chuuya and realised he was not okay. Chuuya's face was flushed, his breaths ragged, his eyebrows contorted in pain, as he struggled to get his body to relax from the fever.

Dazai pushed open the door, not caring about being subtle or careful. His son was there, in need, suffering, he couldn't sit and watch and wait for the correct opportunity. The fuchsia eyed man looked at the door. Seeing the emerging figure of the brunette, he smirked slyly

"It took you so long to figure out where we were, I thought you forgot how to think"
"Now now Dostoyevsky, isn't that a bit mean?~"
"No, I don't think so it is" the fuchsia eyes man glanced at the ginger on his lap "You can have him back"
". . ."

This was something Dazai had definitely not expected. He stared at Fyodor with a 'Are you fucking for real? Our readers need some drama' look but the raven haired man just shrugged.

"I'd rather not have a sick child here. It's a pain to take care of and if either of the two get sick, it's more work for me" Fyodor said, while picking Chuuya in his arms and stroking his hair gently as the boy whimpered from discomfort from his fever. The stared at them, with a hint of bitterness in his eyes

"You've gotten quite fond of him I must say"
"And you've always been fond of him I must say. But you've been over the moon for him now" Fyodor replied, not even bothering to look at Dazai
"....."
"Well, time for you to take him back"

Fyodor stood up and tossed Chuuya to Dazai, who landed on his butt at the sudden surprise

"Okay stop" said Dazai, raising his arm in front of him
"What is it?"
"What the fuck"
"What the fuck, what?"
"This is a little too anti climatic. Where are your pawns?" Dazai stared at Fyodor, wondering whose brain cells were beginning to deteriorate
"They're busy at the moment. Though I must say, Sigma might cry when he realises Chuuya Kun is gone"
"What are you playing at?"
"Nothing, I just want this child out of my care. He's too much to handle" Fyodor said turning away from the two

Dazai, still sceptical, stood up from the ground. Sparing a last glance to Fyodor, he started making his way out of the hideout with Chuuya in his arms. His senses on alert incase he was missing something or someone hiding, because no way in hell that manipulative bastard would just let them go without setting any conditions.

He felt Chuuya's grip around him tighten, breathing still very ragged, tears forming at the corner of the little boys eyes from the pain and discomfort. Dazai stroked the little boys hair, hoping to get home quickly so that Chuuya could finally rest without any disturbances.
(I was totally NOT going to write rest in peace and realised oh no-)