The dangerous boys escape

Chapter 3

¨Ug~ the camera hit the wall now the stream is closed¨ The brunette pounded trying to get the camera to work again. Right now their on the roof of the abandoned building they had entered.

¨ I'm not doing that all over again that scene in the mall was hard... do you even know where it cut off?¨

¨Aperently somewhere when you dragged me the building in¨

¨Just greet¨ ... ¨I do have to admit in the mall you're acting was good, I almost mistook it as real¨

¨Can say the same about you, but what was that at the end when you covered my eyes that was not in the script¨

¨Just a little thing I added thought the situation could use it¨

¨I didn't know you know how to manipulate pepele¨

¨I don't-¨

¨Well you just did, that little stunt you pulled proves to everyone watching that you are protecting me from the 'dark' side of the world. There probably by now making theories about the 'o so sweet Chuuya who gives up his childhood to protect his friend' same shit like that¨

¨How I hear it, it could be good for the mission ¨

¨It pains me to say it but you're right, but now you have to be my little protector. My Night in Shining Armor ~¨

¨Ye nope, just eat the poisonous apple already ¨

¨Wow, so eager to kiss me~¨

¨O choke on a stick¨

¨Straid to the point I see~¨

Chuuya's face quickly matches that of a tomato ¨Not like that you stupid idiot!!¨ Dazai only chuckles admiring the fire in the other's chocolate brown and icy blue eyes that never seem to burn out, much prettier than his empty dark, and hollow ones.

Trowing the camera into the ginger's hands he sets a few steps back to look over the edge of the building. Down patiently waiting are Hirotsu and Tachihara who were the ones shooting bullets like no tomorrow.

They look up at him only the be shaken off, letting them know the camera is still not working. Tachihara let out a sigh while Hirotsu lit up a cigarette expecting to be standing put for a while.

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All the teachers are gathered in the teacher lounge. Thoughts and theories are being dumped here and there. Concerned glances mixt with worry. It all dies down as the prince-bole clears his throat

¨First I want to thank you all for coming here in such a short time, as I already suspected there would be nothing to teach with the Crabpo life-stream going on. ¨ A quick pause to see if everyone was listening he continued ¨Even though I gave permission to watch the live stream in the lesson I did not expect it to take such a dark turn. I would like to organize a search party for these two boys at the borderline of Yokohama. I want as much as all of you that these boys get a place to be save and experience the light but right now I'm afraid to say this is the only thing we can do... for now¨

What first was a room full of doubt and worry was now a room of motivation and determination to get those two boys to a better place.

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The UA dorms were a mess some were on their phones impatiently waiting for the Livestream to start again while others were talking about the boy's well-being But most were worried. Scared that they would never hear from them again. The pit of dread returned to their stomachs at the thought of that.

Some kids started to mutter out loud soon to be followed by the others trying to relieve their worry.

¨Do they even know what it is like not having to run from danger every day¨

¨How many people did Chuuya have to kill to protect Dazai¨

¨Poor children ¨

¨ They must have been so scared when someone else entered the store¨

¨I just can't help but be worried ¨ Multiple kids nod at that sharing their worry helped cheer up the mood a bit. O, who am I kidding it stayed the same now the worry of the others became their own adding to the fire.

¨I can't imagine what it must feel like to have to run away all the time¨

¨To live in fear of being kilt¨

¨That's too much to put anyone through ¨

¨THE LIVE STREAM STARTED AGAIN!!¨ That immediately got all the attention in the common room to a male with spiky upright red hair. Holding his phone up was a picture of a grab with Crabpo under it seemingly counting down to when the Livestream would start. He wasted no time giving it to a grill with short purple hair who connected it to the TV. The kids started to take their seats throwing pillows at each other to make for a small comfortable cinema waiting for the countdown to end.