Shinjū [Soukoku High school love]

Chapter 7 - Let me explain!

Dazai groaned as he was poked by a thin finger. He slowly owned his eyes to feel almost immediate discomfort.
"Chuuya! He's awake!" The voice of a female yelled, Dazai guesses the female to be the one who kicked him out. He began to regain clear vision when Chuuya walked into the room.
"Finally, Dazai are you okay?" Chuuya asked, fear clear in his voice.
"I have to go to work now Chuuya, don't do anything with him and leave him tied up." The kimono wearing lady sternly ordered Chuuya as she brought him into a hug. "Take care now!" And then she left.
The apartment was now enveloped in silence. Dazai being the first to break it.
"Can you untie me?"
Chuuya stared at him as if he suggested to cause mass genocide.
"I can't disobey Kyouou-San! She would murder me!" He whispered, expecting Kyouou to hear him.
Dazai laughed, a laugh full of what sounded like pain but soon deteriorated before Chuuya could comment.
"Rope isn't used for bodies Chuuya!" He smirked, "I'm hungry too-"
"I'm not your damn slave!" Chuuya raises his voice slightly. "Make it yourself!"
"I can't, I'm wrapped up in a predicament!" Dazai smiled innocently, instantly cursing himself.
Chuuya punched Dazai where his stomach should be and stormed out the room, slamming the door.
Dazai sighed, he looked down at his body, his arms had been pinned to his side and his legs pinned together. Dazai looked at the bedsheets. He was in Chuuya's room.
After a few minutes Chuuya walked back in with a large knife.
"You continue with bad puns and I'll hurt you," Chuuya started, walking over to Dazai and cutting the ropes, "you will have to wear handcuffs and stay in the kitchen and lounge area!"
"Alright mother!" Dazai sighed dramatically and a sharp object missed his head by a few inches.
"Shut up, mackerel..." Chuuya mumbled, hand cuffing Dazai, who was now standing, "There, now-"
Chuuya couldn't finish the sentence, arms lassoed around his body and pulled him in, his blue orbs glazed with confusion as two hands massaged his ass.
"Dazai, what the hell are you doing?" Chuuya yelled, trying to push Dazai away, yet failing miserably.
"Just curious~" Dazai responded, his lips moving towards Chuuya's neck as he sucked and nibbles in areas. He didn't know what he was doing, his body was acting upon its own accord while his mind was screeching at him to stop.
Chuuya let out a soft moan when Dazai sucked at the 'sweet spot' on Chuuya's neck. He paused to smirk before diving back in, sucking and nibbling at the red heads sweet spot. He moved away after Chuuya's legs buckled slightly, satisfied by the large purple bruise on his Chuuya's neck.
"D-Dazai..." Chuuya breathed, shocked by this sudden act of affection, this affection he had never once before felt in his life. It felt weird, yet a good weird?
Dazai didn't respond to his name, and instead smashed his lips against Chuuya's, his kisses rough and sloppy. Chuuya struggling to keep up, his face crimson red as Dazai licked his bottom lip, shoving his tongue into his Chuuya's mouth. Exploring the wet cavern with excitement.
After a minute of so exploring each others mouthes Dazai pulled his arms away from around Chuuya and smiled as the red head started at him, trying not to look needy as the brunette picked the hand cuffs.
"Someone want more eh?" Dazai said, subconsciously doing everything, it felt so good. Is this how those people on tv feel?
"Sh-Shut up Dazai..." Chuuya mumbled, beet red as he got up, quickly making his way out the room.
Dazai smirked, he would hear a scream of displeasure from the red head and he would play dumb. Just after he opened to door, he heard Chuuya scream, yell and storm out the bathroom towards Dazai, pointing angrily at the large hickey on his neck.
"What the fuck is this Dazai?" He yelled, anger blazing in his blue orbs.
"Chuuya! You got a girlfriend? She gave you a biiig love bite~" Dazai teased Chuuya, the red head stared at him, colour draining from his face.
Did the brunette just say 'love bite'?
Shit. He did.
"It's okay Chuuya, it will be gone in a few weeks!"
"More like months you idiot!"
"Sooo? Who cares?"
"I care!" Chuuya screamed, "I care about my future! I care who looks after me! I care for my friends! Friends that don't do this kind of stuff idiot!" Dazai stared hopelessly. Emotions he never though he would feel again after meeting Mori.
It saddened him, seeing Chuuya like this. Screaming at him. He hadn't even realised the red head was crying, screaming at him to leave. Or the fact he was crying. For the first time in years.
Dazai blinked, it felt like everything had gone into slow motion and after he blinked he felt light headed. Queasy even. He remembered Mori giving him a pill, he had run out of those a month or so ago now. He had been fine up until now, now when he had emotions, when he... he liked someone.

The two spent the rest of the day inside, not going to school. When Kyouou got back she instantly raced over to Chuuya, who had seated himself on the couch while Dazai sat in a corner, facing the wall.
"What's wrong honey?" The woman frantically asked the crying child.
"I-It's that idiot..." Chuuya spoke, his voice hoarse. Dazai forgot how fragile a humans heart can be. Especially when exposed to a loving environment.
"You mean that boy? Where is he?" The lady asked, Chuuya pointed at Dazai. The brunettes back facing them as he stared into the wall emotionlessly, Mori said it would help if he felt to many emotions exposed to him. He only came back to reality when he felt and arm drag him away from the corner, he blinked taking in everything that was happening when a katana was pointed at him.
"What did you do to Chuuya?" She asked, or more like ordered, Dazai.
"I-" Dazai gulped before continuing, "I kissed him..." the brunette mumbled, avoiding eye contact with stern blue orbs.
"You what?" The lady asked.
"H-He ruined my neck!" Chuuya tried to scream, pointing at his neck, Dazai flinched saddened by Chuuya's reaction and by the eyes glaring at him.
"Let me explain!" Dazai started, only to be met the the embodiment of an angered mother.
"There is no explanation needed, who's your guardian, we will contact them now." Kyouou growled, walking over to Chuuya, who looked at Dazai in disgust. Dazai stared back, disgusted by the love and affection Chuuya was getting. He couldn't believe he thought he loved someone like him.
Dazai reaches into his pocket for his phone, eventually finding it and calling Mori, telling him his location and predicament.
Dazai growled lowly when Kyouou stood to open the door, a light knock had been heard and Dazai knew who it was, he could already smell the chemical stench.
"Hello! I'm Osamu Dazai's guardian! Please call me Mori!" Mori friendly greeted Kyouou, holding out a hand to shake. The lady returning it. Dazai almost gagged.
"Are you here to talk about what your son has done?" Kyouou said, keeping calm while showing Mori Chuuya's neck, the red-head bright red a teary eyed.
"Dazai. What is this?" Mori quietly asked the brunette.
"What do you think it is?" Dazai snarled, not wanting to talk to Mori.
Mori inhaled before responding.
"Becareful with what you're saying young man, I raised you better than this!"
Dazai knew an argument was futile, Mori would stare at him as if he was insane, point blank deny everything and always win. But Dazai was determined to win this time. Even if his life was bet on him winning he wouldn't care.
"That's right, asshole. I forgot you brought me up in a chemical infested building where I grew up in an attic." Dazai retorted, hopefully wanting to make Mori hesitate in answering, only to get a smile of sadness.
"This is why I told you not to run away! I know living with hallucinations is hard but please, don't yell about it in front of people who want you to explain why this happened." Ah. The classic mental disorder excuse. Dazai glared at him.
"You're the bloody delusional one here!" Dazai raised his voice, earnings hard slap on his right check. It stung.
"You didn't take your medication for a few months now, I'm guessing it's only getting worse and worse." Mori sighed as he walked away from Dazai to Kyouou, the two talking about things. Chuuya walking back over to Dazai.
"Are you really-?"Chuuya started only to be cut off by the brunette.
"I'm completely normal Chuuya, just angered by you." Dazai glared at the red head, who stared back at him, sorrow in his eyes.
"You can explain to me when we get home, come on Dazai!" Mori cheerfully yelled, Dazai growled softly as Mori grabbed his arm, making the brunette flinch under the strong grip on his arm.
Kyouou looked slightly concerned but waved it off, Chuuya didn't though, he saw Dazai in pain and it was his fault. All his fault. He ran straight to his room as soon as the door closed and hid himself under the sheets. Ignoring or telling Kyouou to go away if she tries to disrupt him. Maybe he just lost a friend, someone who made him feel happy for a short amount of time and he ruined it...