Rough Love.

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Akutagawa sat on the simple bed in his simple little room, another day done and nearly gone. 

Another day where he was just a let down to Dazai. Would he ever be acknowledged by his teacher? 

Throwing himself back on the bed he sighs out, he really was trying to be something special in that mans eyes, but no matter what he did it always somehow ended with Dazai punching him in the face.

Even then he was grateful for the small amount of contact between them, who looks forward to being punched in the face? 

This mug of a guy of course.  

Slinking his arms out of his coat he stretches them high above him before uncuffing the sleeves of his shirt, his fingers reaching up to remove his cravat chucking it to the floor, he loosens his shirt buttons from his throat. He lets his arms drop to his sides as he closes his eyes, waiting for sleep to happen, if it would. 

Sleep wasn't easy, not when you felt worthless.

His phone buzzed next to him, he let it ring a couple of times before picking it up, that was his first mistake that night.

Dazai's name lit up his phone screen, his blood running cold his hands begin to shake. Why was he ringing now?

He answers steadying his hands, cursing himself for not grabbing it immediately and answering it, making the man wait would probably of pissed the man off more.

"Teacher? Dazai? Hello-" 

"Where are you? What are you doing?" his voice was stern, wanting no bullshit.

"I'm in my room, I'm not doing anything, do you need me for something?"

"Only because know one else is available, don't think that I would pick you specifically for something, for anything actually."

Akutagawa's heart sunk at his words, he already felt worthless, was this really necessary?

"Your'e more of a liability at this point, a dog that needs training. Ah what an idea, you can refer to me as master and I shall refer to you as dog, how does that sound, dog?" 

A sharp intake of breath was all Dazai heard through his end of the line, he looks at his phone puzzled as he carries on down the corridor, putting it back to his ear.

"Dog, are you there?"

A moment of silence before he answers. "Yes....master. I'm here." 

His voice was quiet and soft, he only ever used this voice when Dazai had gotten to him, how easily that man could break him.

"There's a good boy, see you can do some good." There was a hint of a smile in his voice.

Akutagawa replied with a mere whimper causing Dazai to stop walking, his eyebrow arching high on his face.

"Dog? What are you doing?"

"N-nothing! M-m-master nothing at all." His words shakey sounding out of breath.

Dazai's eyes narrowed as he took a right going down a new corridor,  he was greeted to a row of doors, nothing special, bedrooms, all the same looking inside, plain and simple, like the people who occupied them, Dazai thought to himself.

"You sound out of breath dog, are you sure you're in your room?"

"Ah of course I  am, I have no reason to lie, why where are you?" Slight panic to his words.

"Nosey little bitch aren't you."

Another small whimper greeted Dazai's ear, this time a smirk broke out on his lips. "I'm out on an errand, wont be back until morning I don't suppose."