You again!? -Soukoku-

Chapter 6

Dazai's P.O.V

It's about 4:30. I couldn't get much sleep last night. I've already checked on Chuuya to see if he's awake. Unfortunately, he's asleep. Now I have nothing to do. Chibi's house is boring. "Hmmmm," I hum, observing the flat. There are a lot of boxes here, probably filled with his personal items. Then, a brilliant idea pops into my head.

I'm sure chibi wouldn't mind if I went through his stuff, right?~

Chuuya's P.O.V

Letting Dazai stay the night was possibly one of the worst decisions of my life.

When I woke up at 7 and entered the living room for of the suicidal maniac, I am met with disaster. "WHAT THE HELL!", I shout at the top of my lungs as I take in the trashed living room. A lot of my belongings are scattered across the floor with an assortment of empty boxes.

I hear my next door neighbor roar back, "Oi! Keep it down!" I immediately clap my hand over my mouth. Oops. After a few seconds of silence I see it's fine to speak. Where is that bandaged bastard, anyway? He better have a damn good explanation to this.

My eyes wander around the room, latching onto the open door of the supplies closet, where I didn't put much supplies in really, just mainly boxes of my belongings. Then my eyes widen. He's going to see- I didn't have time to finish my thought as I run to the open door.

In there are hangers, some toilet paper, Dazai sitting on the floor, a few gone through boxes, and- NEVERMIND THAT! "Dazai!", I whisper-shouted, not wanting to hear the complaints of my neighbor twice in a row.

He calmly turns his head to me. I grind my teeth together. "What the hell are you doing here?" I say through gritted teeth.

He looks at me, then glances back at the paper I just realized was in his hand, then back to me, this time with a condescending smirk on his annoyingly cute face. "Oh hey chibi~ Didn't see you there.", he greets. I'm so glad we're not at school, I think to myself as I roll up my sleeves to sock him in the nose. I walk up to him, rolling up my arm until something catches my eye. I eye what he's holding, my eyes widen in horror as I realize what he's holding. I gasp and reach for the paper, but I end up losing my balance, falling right on top of him.

I subconsciously close my eyes only for them to open back up as soon as they close. My face is buried in his chest, I can smell his cologne, one would think a high schooler wouldn't need cologne, but here they are and it's a pretty good one too- I snap out of my thoughts, the fact dawning on me of what I was doing. I blush profusely. I look at him straight in the eye. Another bad decision. I see that he still has that dumb smirk on his face staring down at me. I blush more feeling as though he can see right through me. I quickly look away in a failed attempt to shake the feeling off of me.

I then feel hands wrapped in bandages cup my face. I try to get out of Dazai's grip, but he manages to get me to look straight at him, pissing me off even more. I pout at this wondering if he'll laugh at me for being child like.

Instead, he brings me face closer to his, inches apart. I can feel his breath on my skin. He slowly removes his right hand on my left cheek and relocates it at the back of my head, his fingers curling through my ginger locks. He looks at me mischievously and suductly states, "Being forward today huh?" In my ear.

Noticing that I'm still on top of him and practically in his lap now I push away from his as far as I can. I must look as red as my hair to him.

Dazai's P.O.V again~

Seeing chibi so flustered was possibly the most adorable thing ever. Honestly it's surprising that with just a few words can make him as red as a tomato. Sadly though, he moved away. I expected him to do that, I just wasn't ready to let go of him.