A Double Suicide

Dazai (3)

Everything worth wanting is always lost the moment I obtain it, but this time is different. Not this time, it's the one time things seemed to align and go my way. The ugly slug agreed to join me in a double suicide, such a loyal little dog not wanting to leave his owner. We sat side by side  in the plain beige living room of the Ginger Chihuahua's apartment on the plain grey couch. In Chuuya's hands a plain black Xbox controller and in mine a plain white Xbox controller, on the small table in front of us were multiple bottles of expensive. We were playing a game together just like we used to do years ago. Except this time we were playing Minecraft together in Slug's apartment on his TV rather than a game at the arcade that we usually were at. While Chibi proceeded to down the rest of a half empty bottle of wine, and wasn't paying attention to the game I crept over to him with my enchanted diamond sword in the dirt hut we had made hours ago, and immediately began to attack, as with just a few hits he was done. Within a few seconds Hat rack's side of the screen showed the death and respawn menu. "You Shitty bastard!" Slug shouted as soon as he stared back at the screen while still holding the now about a quarter full bottle of wine. "Now Chibi be a good dog, you shouldn't talk to your owner like that!~" I told him teasingly and cheerfully. "You bandage wasting-" Hat rack began to shout before I placed the controller in my hands down on the other side of me, and wrapped my arms around his waist. I gently yet firmly pulled him into my lap. "Oi, Jackass! Let go of-" Chibi began to shout before I gently placed a kiss on the back of his neck. "Chibi
must I remind you, You're the dog I am the owner. Fix your attitude or I will." I whispered suddenly and assertively in a stern and cold tone. The hat rack went quiet as I reached over and took the plain black controller from where Chuuya once sat on the couch and tossed to the ground before taking his own controller and tossing it on the ground as well. "Chibi, we don't have a lot of time left here and I don't want to waste all of it on mindless games." I said in a cheerful yet slightly cold tone of voice. "And what do you want to do then Jackass!?" Chuuya growled out bitterly.
"Don't be like that Chibi!~" I told him cheerfully before I said, "We're going to go on a date!" Slug became redder in the face than his hair was as he immediately exclaimed, "Absolutely not!" I smirked sadistically before I leaned in closer to his ear and tightened my hold around his waist. "You don't get a say Chibi. You're the dog here." I coldly whispered as Chuuya furiously attempted to get out of my grip.
"Let me go Mackerel!" He shouted furiously as I rolled my eyes at his antics. I would have to train my dog later, but for now I needed a simple and quicker solution.
"Seems my dog needs to be trained better..." I said in a sadistic yet monotoned voice as I then did as I had many times now. I placed a hand on Chuuya's face and forced him to face me, I then began to kiss him. Chuuya calmed down and began to kiss back, we stayed like this for a bit before Chuuya started to pull away for air. As he did this I shoved him downwards onto the couch, got on top of him and began to lightly kiss his neck, as he whimpered a bit beneath me.
I finally pulled away and started down at the blushing flustered mess beneath me.
Chuuya refused to look at me and his face was bright red. "How cute! Chibi's flustered!~" I teased cheerfully as I remained on top of him. Slug didn't deny it but instead bitterly grumbled, "Damn Bandage wasting bastard." I got off of Chuuya and stood up off the couch. "Come on now Chibi!~ we only have a few more hours alive, what's a date going to hurt?"
I teased in a playfully irritating tone. "Fine..." Chuuya mumbled as he agreed to the date. I took Chuuya's hand in mine, and pulled him off of the couch, we didn't have time to waste. I pulled Chuuya out of his apartment, not even bothering to lock the door behind us as we continued on I dragged him down the surprisingly busy street as past many large buildings. "Where are we even going!?" Hat rack yelled angrily. "The bar of course!" I happily exclaimed as I continued dragging him past the Port mafia head quarters building. I dragged Chuuya past another apartment building and took a sharp turn down a street until I saw a brightly lit up sign for Lupin bar. I dragged Chuuya into the entrance of the bar, "Bar keep!" I called out in greeting to the bartender. "I'm afraid we're all out of bleach at the moment." The bar tender called out to me in response as soon as he heard  my voice. "That's fine, do you suppose I can get my usual then?" I asked in a slightly dramatic tone. The bar tender nodded, ignoring my antics and then turned his attention to Chuuya, "I presume you'd like your usual wine?" He asked Chuuya, seems the slug has been here before too. "Yes, thank you." The slug politely responded, while bar keep went to the back, and out of view. I gasped in mock surprise, "Who knew the slug could be nice!?" I exclaimed. Chuuya glared at me, "Go to hell asshole!" He told me angrily before the bar keep came back into view, Chuuya's bottle of wine in one hand and my usual liquor in the other, he placed them down in front of us. Bar keep, having dealt with my shenanigans before went back to the back to avoid me leaving me and the slug alone with our drinks.
Chuuya began to down his wine and I slowly drank a bit of my liquor. "Who knew someone so short could drink so much?" I teased the slug as he was a quarter through the bottle. Chuuya glared at me, flipped me off while continuing to down the wine. "Oh Chibi!~ If you wanted to fuck you could have just asked!" I exclaimed, in an overly cheerful and teasing tone. The ginger Chihuahua slightly choked on his wine and immediately set the bottle down on the bar counter. "Shut up Jackass!" He angrily demanded, his face reddened and flushed. I sighed dramatically and placed a hand on my chest in mock offense. "Oh how you wound me Slug!~" I said dramatically. Hat rack ignored me in favor of downing the rest of his wine.