Mine and Only [AU ; Soukoku]

Best friends

"Chuuyaaaaa pay attention to me~" Dazai whined and flopped off his bed hitting the floor with his face.
The ginger one turned around and giggled seeing his drunk friend falling off the bed. He stand up and pick up the empty beer cans and threw it at the trash can.
"I know it's your birthday but shouldn't you go on easier? You might wake up the other students" He picked up Dazai at last and place him at his bed
"Your pillow smells very goodddd~" He spoke in a dragged voice and hugged Chuuya's pillow with a dork smile, ignoring what his friend said.
Nakahara rolled his eyes and went back to his desk to finish his project. He had been so busy on the weekend to do a nice surprise to his friend at his birthday that he forget he had a paper due at the next day. He was only giving the last touches then he turn off his computer and stretch.
Him and Dazai had spend the day behind the wheel of his car, driving to everywhere new, getting lost on purpose only for the fun. Even it was only the two of them, they had one of the best day of their life's. Even if very different, the due was always together, they used to be neighbors now room mates since they both are in college and study the same area.
Chuuya walked to the mini fridge they had in the room, only wearing socks and boxers and open it. He grabbed a soda and went to his bed and drink it quickly, ignoring Dazai poking his back with his feet. He forgot how clingy Dazai was when drunk... Not to mention he was gay and loved to use Chuuya has a human pillow.
He sighed and lay down next to his roommate. The room was very cold even with the windows closed, since last year Dazai had the excellent idea of blowing up fireworks inside the room, ruining it the heater installed in the room. So in the winter they used to sleep together. It wasn't a big deal since they used to do it even when they were smaller, since they were 10, when the due slept at each other's house and fall asleep on the same bed after a long night of pillow fight or with their tummies full of chocolate.
Nakahara smiled and wrapped himself on a blanket like a sushi roll since the coldness was almost unbearable.
"Aren't you cold Dazai?" The ginger one blinked and glanced to his friend.
"No... Very hot.." Dazai mumbled half asleep half awake, and proceed to take off his clothes. He toss them out of the bed, leaving only his underwear and socks like his friend and stayed uncovered his belly up and he closed his eyes once again.
Chuuya stare at his best friend with a smile. He knew he would regret what he did so he unwrapped himself from the blankets and cover both of them, almost cuddle on him. Dazai open his eyes and turn around so they would face each other.
"Chuuya~..."
"Yes?"
"Nothing. Just to check if you were awake"
"For what?~"
"Just to see if your awake, I already told you"
"But for what?!"
"I forgot, stop messing with my head Chuuya~"
"Bloody bastard, just go to sleep"
"Alright"
Silence ruled once again in the dorm and Chuuya rolled his eyes after that misery of a talk with his drunk friend.
"Chuuya?"
"Yes Dazai?" He sighed once again and glanced to his roommate.
"You like me right?"
"Of course I do your my best friend~"
The brunette stare at the ginger one and stayed in complete silence. Nakahara could see something in Dazai's eyes, nor boredom nor fun, it was something else. Something new, that he never excepted to see on his friend's eyes. Before he could figure out what it was, Dazai sit up and grabbed a metal box on the top shell, hidden between the books. He opened it and place the cigarette on his mouth and light it up quickly, breathing out smoke right after.
"You know you can't smoke inside the dorm right?"
"It's 3 am Chuuya.. No one will notice" He grinned and glanced to his friend then looked away, focused on his cigarette.
Nakahara only stared at him, at his perfect back... He reach a hand it it but he quickly move away. He wouldn't dare to touch him. No he couldnt, not that way. Even if Chuuya had a crush on him he knew Dazai didn't like him. He was gay but he only seem him as a friend and Chuuya didn't wanted to ruin that. He could only express his true feelings on his journal, a diary which Nakahara had to keep very well hidden since he already knew how the brunette could be noisy. He closed his eyes, trying to forgot the image he pictured of Dazai fully naked on his bed. He gripped his pillow and his eyes squeezed shut for what it like, an eternity. He felt Dazai's legs on his when he tried to climb off the bed, and couldn't resist to smile slightly. Unlike him, Dazai shaved and his legs were smooth as a feather. He opened one eye and saw his friend taking off his bandages. He looked away. It hurt him every time he glance over Dazai's razor blades scars on his whole arms and even cigarette burns. Chuuya still regrets by offered a cigarette when Dazai made 18. He removed the bandages off his neck revealing the rope marks, rope that Chuuya had burned along time ago after finding that Osamu strangle himself as a punishment. Chuuya knew since he meet him that his friend blamed himself for his own parents death. He told him what happened. How he begged to his parents to stay at home for a bit longer to watch his favorite cartoons, hoping they would forgot the doctor's appointment. Dazai's father was a feared cop who arrested countless of people and of course he had gain powerful enemies. He told him how the man got inside, chain the little Dazai to a chair and make him watch his parents being burned to death. He told him how the psychopath had marked Dazai, badly, so he wouldn't never forgot that day. However he never saw what Dazai had under his chest, he always slept with his chest bandaged up. And he also didn't tell him how he got a broken leg and a wounded eye when little but Nakahara never asked. He knew he would tell eventually, like he always did. Even if Dazai wasn't the type of person that express his feelings easily or even with someone, yet, with Chuuya was different. It could take weeks months and even years, but Osamu always ended up telling him. Chuuya looked again to his friend and saw him grab a random shirt from the floor and put on then lay down at his own bed, under the blankets.
"Goodnight shortie~" He hiccup and chuckled softly
"Fuck you. And goodnight too" He sighed and turned around, facing the wall and yawned softly, finally closing his eyes. And he finally fell asleep.

The next day

Dazai lay down his head at his desk and yawned, felling too tired to even think. He felt Chuuya sit down next to him and opened his back pack.
"The teacher is here, sit straight"
"I'm too tired..." In the slowest way Dazai pulled himself back and lean back on the back of his chair and yawned once again "I'm hungry"
"If you had wake up earlier you would had time to eat breakfast... I only have a banana here though but you can have it" He looked on his back pack.
"Already ahead of you~" Osamu waved the banana in front of Chuuya and chuckled then nibbling on it tiredly.
Chuuya sighed, not surprised by Dazai. He was always capable to steal things right in front of the eye's of people without then realizing it. Nakahara could swear it was a gift itself. He narrowed his eyes and looked to his friend confused.
"Are you that lazy that you don't care of piling the banana off?"
"I'm so tired..." He pilled the banana very slowly then gave a large bite. The ginger one blushed softly with his eyes widen seeing how far Dazai could reach with his mouth. And how obscene was that simply act to him. He looked forward quickly and sighed, embarrassed of himself.
"Are you alright Chuuya-kun?"
"Ehm? Oh yes just hurry up and eat that at once before the teacher sees you~" He sighed once again and toke off his black jacket and left his dark blue hoody on. He had on some brown trousers and dark shoes with a black shirt. He also wore a black choker on his neck, which he never toke off.
Chuuya wore always casual looks meanwhile Dazai used more formal ones. Today he was wearing a white button shirt with his sleeves up as usual, showing his bandaged arms. He had the collar button open as well, wore a blueish grey pullover and a light green tie. His trousers were simple and had on his feet black shoes.
The class start quickly after and the day went by very slowly. It was Friday so after all the classes they went back to the dorm to leave their scholar stuff there and get ready to go out. This time they change clothes into other style.
Dazai wore a brown trench coat over a black vest as a striped dress shirt in light blue in hue. He had a bolo tie around his collar which it's held by a brown ribbon and a turquoise pendant. He also had on beige pants and a pair of brown dark shoes. Chuuya in the other hand, was wearing a inner white clothing and a ribbon which makes a X sign on his chest. He wore a semi suit that reached almost to his hips with long sleeves and also a long sleeve coat in knee length, which he wore like a cape, with formal black pants with a buckle at the top. At the moment he was looking for his lace hat with a small chain on it to complete his look.
"Dazai did you see my ha-" He looked to Osamu and stared at him in silence.
"...."
"Dazai..."
"Yes Chuuya-kun?"
"Is that my hat?" He point to Dazai's head which was right of top of it a dark laced hat.
"Depends~" The brunette grinned and walk to the door "I will grab the car"
"Dazai give me my hat you bastard!" The petite boy rushed to his friend and jumped to his back, tackle him down. He stand up quickly and put his hat on "Idiot don't touch my hat"
"That hurt Chuuya-kun.." Dazai faked whimper and sit down "You shouldn't use your ability on me.. You got heavy as a damn car"
"Shush you want someone to hear you?!" Nakahara looked around nervously then sighed
"No one heard me relax.. Ahh my back~" Dazai lay down on the floor tiredly and Chuuya walk on him, stepping on his back and head "Hey feet off!"
"Then come, you idiot! I won't drag you to the car like the last time!"
"Fine fine I'm going... Gosh already boiling in anger" He stand up and clean the dust of his trench coat and followed his friend "So smol and 80% of you is only anger. The rest of 20% is fancy hats and wines"
"I won't even reply..." He muttered and pulled his hat lower, covering one of his eyes.
After a couple of minutes the due left the campus, marching to Chuuya's car. The ginger one stopped and looked back, his cobalt blue eyes examining quickly the area.
"What's the matter Chuuya?" The brunette looked to his friend confused.
"It's nothing.. I though I had seen something nevermind" Nakahara grabbed his car keys and unlocked the car quickly and got inside with Dazai.
Chuuya drove off and the dark figure came out of the shadows.
He stared at the car driving away with his emotionless and black eyes, with a impassive and calm look on his face. He toke a paled hand to his lips and touch them feeling the fresh blood on it. He couldn't believe what he saw. Osamu Dazai was still alive and sane all this years. The young man smirked and step away back to the shadows, dying to meet him. He couldn't barely wait. He glanced down to the dead body which it had feed off and walk away, like a person does when sees a dead animal at the sidewalk. He couldn't barely wait.