three dazai,one chuuya. chuuya is stuck in babysitting the one,now three people he hates the most. dazai's.

chuuya and dazai childhood friends are looking for prom date but can't find the the perfect date.chuuya was the most attractive out of the two of them and dazai was the most hated in the school...who knows what will happen?? Read to find out

"Shit... We're going to be so late!" The ginger man pushed the stroller onto the train and he quickly found himself a seat. And he sighed from pure exhaustion, he had run halfway across town to catch the train. This morning was one of the worse... well every morning just about for him was the worst. Twenty-two-year-old Nakahara Chuuya was a full-time dad, and worker. He was wearing himself thin trying to provide for his one-year-old daughter, Luna. Most days he was so tired he wanted to give up... but then he'd look at his daughters smiling face, he'd hear her little giggles, and how could he possibly give up. It was tiring but it was all for her sake. Everything was for her sake.

While at odds with each other, Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuuya search for a true light in a world where evils exists everywhere.

Twenty-two?! But he looks like a teenager!" "It's because of how malnourished he is. My guess he hasn't eaten in weeks if not longer. He was truly tortured." Dazai looked at her sadly. Of course a man like the one they're looking for would pick someone that had no family to miss him. No one to come searching for him to come home. How awful. * P.S. Any artwork used is not mine. Credit to original artist!

"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!

"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..."

Chuuya held the ticket in his hand tightly and he looked at the destination on it. He couldn't be in Yokohama any longer pretending it was all fine... knowing... knowing how they killed his fiance's best friend. How they... how they... murdered Dazai. Dazai hasn't been home in weeks. Chuuya waited. He waited for his return. But his alpha never came home and he knew the more and more he waited, the more everyone was suspecting he had something to do with Dazai's disappearance. That's why Chuuya purchased a bus ticket. He bought a new phone with no ties to his previous life. He knew Dazai could easily find him if he was still out there. Chuuya packed his bags and he left. He had to... it was for their safety. Chuuya rubbed his stomach and he looked down.

Chuuya chuckled. "I never knew you cared." Chuuya said sarcastically. "So, was it you who paid my bail?" "I did... I think there is someone who can really help you clean yourself up and get you off the streets." "Right... So where do you want to do this? We can do it in your car, at your house, I'm not tripping-" "Woah-Woah wait. You think I want to fuck you? That, that's why I paid your bail?" "Well why else? There isn't shit free in this world. You must want something out of this."

Small texts between BSD characters, mostly Soukoku, that may not always be that funny. Don't let the title fool you-