"Dazai-kun are you certain that you can carry on?"
Dazai grunted as another wave of scent assaulted his nose, it was familiar but at the same time not. A very weird combination for his own liking "I'll be fine Hirotsu-san... it's just that, usually the day 3 of heat and rut are the most unmanageable but I'll be fine."
Hirotsu glanced at him "I have never seen you straggle like this before..."
Dazai stopped for a moment as he used a hand to lean on the wall beside him, the other using to pinch the side of his head "I am fighting at least 10 demons in my head right now. Fuck... I should have known only chibi could reduce me to something like this..." Dazai mumbled as he took a deep breath "It's been 4 years... 4 years since the last time I have smelled Chuuya like this believe me when I say it's like I am being offered a buffet after being starved for 4 years. It's hard but I refuse to give into temptation like this, especially knowing that Chuuya still isn't safe..."
With that Dazai and Hirotsu continued walking down the hall, it's been a while since they entered the trap door, and despite being here for the first time, it seemed like Dazai lived here his whole life. He was able to bypass all the cameras, cut all the security lines, and even know every passcode at the doors they have entered so far. But as Hirotsu observed, the deeper they enter the more Dazai seems to have lag behind, his lip in between his teeth, fist clenched, and sweating ever so slightly.
"I could certainly smell something wafting along the building but... is it really that prominent to you?"
Dazai nodded "Of course. How could it not? Despite the years that we spent in distance, Chuuya's scent is the only thing that could affect me like this. Usually, his scent wouldn't be this much of a problem for me but something is... not right with Chuuya's scent... it's much more. Like something altered it." Dazai's eyes darkened at that "The doctor did something to Chuuya's body, once I am finished here he better hope that Ane-san killed him by now." Dazai then shake his head as he looked at Hirotsu briefly "And because of the building's structure and ventilation, the nearer we get to Chuuya's room the more I feel like I am 2 seconds away from risking it all." He gritted out "Everything will be fine the moment you travel out Chuuya away from this building and when I activate the exhaust to purge the smell..." just as Dazai said that Hirotsu could see that Dazai's eyes zeroed in the sole door at the end of the hallway
"There it is... where my sleeping beauty lies."
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"Holy shit... what the fuck is this...?" Kunikida said in disbelief his eyes widening at the containment lab capsule that looks like they came out straight from a sci-fi movie... except it wasn't aliens inside them but rather...
"...the aborted fetuses..." Yosano whispered as if reading Kunikida's line of thoughts
Atsushi could only look down as he clenched his hands "...The... the moment I woke up... and found this room... this... this is what I saw... I..."
The scene in front of them is straight out of a horror movie... no. Calling it that would be a straight up disrespectful, disgusting, and horrifying for the life that is being displayed as if they were nothing but trophies. With a quick count, there are 20 containment lab capsules, all containing clear fluid, with fetuses of different shape and sizes on clear display, with a placard on each of the capsule.
Yosano took a shaking walk towards the nearest capsule, her eyes reading the placard
'From specimen 309 Tokyo, estimated 15-week fetus. To be experimented further.'
Yosano closed her eyes as she read the placard, she can't believe a group of humans are capable of something like this. As she opened her eyes, she could clearly see the unadulterated rage that Kunikida is showing as the other man also had read the capsule nearest to him.
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Pragma: Enduring Love
FanfictionIf asked, you will never get any concrete idea of the relationship between the Dazai Osamu and the Nakahara Chuuya back when they are in the Port Mafia. Are they partners? Sure. Do they hate each other? Maybe, yes? no? Were they dating? or maybe jus...