Some hours later
I slowly reopen my eyes, around me I can only see green curtains. It's when I realize I'm lying on a bed that I understand where I am.
I'm in the Agency infirmary.
I sit up, starting to remember.
«Chuuya!» I suddenly exclaim. What happened to him? Did he bring me here? Did he start fighting with someone?
A hand moves a curtain, revealing the figure of Yosano-san.
«Oh, Dazai. You finally woke up. Sure, you were in bad shape, but luckily Kunikida-san saved you from that Port Mafia member. Would you tell me what happened?»
How did Kunikida save me from Chuuya? It was Chuuya who saved me!
«Where is he?»
«Don't worry, Kunikida-san is fine. He's over there, together with-»
«Not Kunikida» I interrupt her immediately «I want to know where Chuuya is»
«I understand that you want to take revenge on that mafioso, but I'm afraid you won't be able to, he's talking to the president»
I jump out of the bed, and try to free myself from Yosano-san, who prevents me from getting out.
«You can't take revenge here, Dazai! You should stay calm and rest! The president will take care of that mafioso!»
«I don't give a fuck if he's a mafioso, that's my boyfriend!» I exclaim, turning to her, tears in my eyes.
I catch something in her expression. More than simple surprise, it seems fear to me. She lets go of my arms, which she was holding tightly, and she moves to the side.
«Go, if that's what you really want. But be careful of the Port Mafia, they immediately turn their back on you»
«I know. I did it too»
She looks up at me, and I see pureness take over her eyes. Who knows what happened to her with the mafia. Now that I realize it, I don't know much about any of the members of the Agency.
«Keep it to yourself» I whisper «I trust you»
I run out, leaving her there, terrified towards me. Crossing the room, I hear the voices of others calling me and asking me what's wrong. I'm almost to the door of the president's private office when a hand grabs my wrist. I turn around, it's Kunikida.
«Don't even think about going in to get revenge, Dazai. The president will be the one to deal with the mafioso»
I shake my head quickly. I don't like everyone thinking I want revenge.
«Let him go Kunikida-san» someone says, from behind my colleague. It's Ranpo-kun, who is eating candy with a deadly serious expression. Kunikida releases my arm. When our miracle detective wears that expression it means it's best to listen to him. I take advantage of this, and rush into Fukuzawa-san's office, slamming the door shut behind me.
«Dazai?»
Chuuya is standing in front of the president's desk, looking at me in surprise. I walk over to him, grab his hand, and face Fukuzawa-san.
«President, he didn't hurt me! I'm willing to swear it on my life!»
«Coming from you, it's not much like insurance»
«I'm ready to swear it on my death then»
He stares into my eyes for about ten interminable seconds, waiting for my sign of weakness. He then lowers his eyes and smiles. He gets up calmly, and looks back at me.
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FanfictionIt's been 4 years since Dazai left the mafia and entered the Agency, but he still feels uncomfortable. His colleagues are great collaborators, of course, and Kunikida is a very prepared partner, but Dazai misses something...something that he feels l...
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