Just some Soukoku one shots~ -Smut -Fluff -BL -maybe angst -Probably suicide mentions (bc Dazai) -there will be warnings so you'll know if it's smut or fluff or ect. :) -also most of it is gonna be smut ngl-

"Even I couldn't stop him from leaving. What difference will it make?" "A big difference." "... What will you have us do?" "I expected you to be smarter, Chuuya. There's only one thing we need." "What is that?" "Live bait." STARTED: June 24, 2018 PUBLISHED: April 23, 2019 FINISHED: June 11, 2019

"Every gifted has a disorder!" Dazai said. "Disorder?" Atsushi asked. "Yup, you need to lose something inorder to get something special." Dazai replied. "What if we get attached to somebody else?" Atsushi enquired. "What for?" Dazai tilted his head. "Then we can fulfill eacothers deficiencies, and live a normal life." Atsushi replied. The cover aswell as the characters belong to their rightful owners.

Chuuya's life was complete. Happy, content, everything neat and perfect. Then it all changed. He was sold.

"My..." Dazai said with his hands raised. "How smart you are, Great Detective Nakahara Chuuya." Chuuya narrowed his eyes and furrowed his eyebrows. "Drop the jewel, slowly. And turn around. On your knees, with your hands on your head." Dazai turned around and he smiled, dropping his arms. * ALL CREDIT FOR PICTURES GO TO THE ARTIST! NONE OF THE WORK IS MINE!

This is a collaboration story with @Soukokuissenpai. You guys please give her a follow and check out some of her works! @Soukokuissenpai is Dazai, and I am Chuuya. Hope you guys enjoy! * Chuuya and Dazai have not spoken to each other in four years. But one day something strange happens, where a 34 year old Dazai ends up in the present time with a 22 year old Chuuya. And a 22 year old Dazai ends up in the future with a 34 year old Chuuya. Dazai is immature and not sure how to handle a serious relationship, and Chuuya is damaged from how Dazai left him. Both meeting the older versions of the other, the brunette and ginger finally start to learn more about themselves then they ever did before, and they start to remember why the loved each other in the first place.

Slight soukoku * Dazai watched and was accounting for all of the cargo coming off the ship. He wanted to make sure this time there was no unnecessary fuck ups. He was counting and checking off the cargo on the sheet one by one. It was going smoothly so far. So, he had thought until he heard the screams of some of his underlings. Dazai looked up and he saw a red glow, and a man flying through the air. Dazai's eyes widened at the sight. He was a beautiful man... he had bright curly ginger hair, striking ocean blue eyes, freckles were dusting his face, and he had a toned but also kind feminine build. He was stunning and mouth dropping. Him and the man-made eye contact and he watched as the man jumped down in front of him, and he saw the pathetic sight of his subordinates behind the man. "Oi Chibbiko, I don't too much appreciate you being on my territory. Hasn't anyone ever taught you better?" Chuuya kicked at him but Dazai ducked down and dodged it. "Who are you calling little? Don't underestimate me, I just took out the garbage, and you're next Mr. Boss of The Port Mafia."

Dazai hummed as he walked down the steps to the torture chamber of the Port Mafia. He whistled casually as he finally reached the end of the steps and opened the grey steel door, to the dusty and lightly dim room. Dazai closed the door behind himself and the man looked up quite annoyed. "How we holding up today?" The man narrowed his eyes at the brunette. "How do you think I'm fucking holding up? It's been three years." "I can't take the risk of you being a liability."

"Run away with me Chuuya." "W-What?" Chuuya looked at the brunette in shock. He didn't know what to think of the current question he was just asked. He didn't know if Dazai was serious or just kidding. But realization hit him of how serious he was when he asked Chuuya again. Dazai grabbed Chuuya by the waist gently and pulled him closer to him. "Run away with me? Let's leave here tonight. We can run and we don't have to ever look back. We can start fresh. Wouldn't you like that? No running from the law, no missions, no corruption, no being put in the line of fire. Just us... just me and you."

"Hey. Why the long face beautiful?" A tall dark haired brunette man asked. The ginger looked up at him confused. Beautiful? He hasn't heard that in so long. "I'm Dazai. Dazai Osamu. Now what is a pretty little thing like yourself doing sitting alone at the bar?" "I'm here with my fiance." "Fiance? And he left you all by yourself?" He looked down sadly. He quickly realized it was a sensitive subject for the ginger. "Well... how about I order you a drink? On me. You seem like you could use it and you definitely seem like you could use the company." He thought about it for a moment before replying. "...S-Sure..."