the all brunet wakes up and grumbles quietly to himself as a shaft of light made its way through the curtains right into his toffee coloured eyes making him squint. He slipped out of the covers the slight motion waking his partner who grumbled groggily and walked out of the room to take a shower. Dazai got dressed into his usual attire for work which was bound to get trashed again today but he didn't care. Over breakfast Dazai decides to discuss the plan for surveillance that evening.
"So basically, the plan is to go to one of the main ports which feeds into the gem channels as that's where they've been attacked before and wait to see who the killer is. It'll be up to the pair who see something to act and decide what to do." Puts his bowl in the sink resting his elbows on the table as Chuuya finishes eating.
"And the actions would be ideally?..."
"Capture them, get information then kill them."
"Sounds like a plan." He washes out his and Dazai's bowl while the later smirks as Chuuya does most of the house work while he can lounge around being lethargic and lazy as normal. Gin's partner...who's that? I never heard of her having a partner before."
"Ah yes. That would be kitten."
"Right that's it. I quit."
"Oh don't be like that Chibi.~ She's strong and is very good at what she does. Give her a chance."
"Oh great it's like when we were 15 all over again. " Sighs exasperated lost in his own begrudging thoughts and woes about having to see the little cat girl again.
"Awwwww~ Don't be like that.~ She's not like that on a job. She's normally rather quiet." Dazai snakes his arms around Chuuya's tiny waist hugging him from behind his chin resting on the ginger's soft hair who chuckles sarcastically.
"Oh we'll see about that."
"Which means I'll be right will I or will I not? Hmmm?~"
The ginger stayed quiet for a little while which wasn't like him during which the morning rays danced on the dust particles in the air and everything was quiet and seemingly holding it's breath while the red-head thought. "You're maddening ya know that?" Turns around to face Dazai who just holds his partner's waist.
"Mmmh.~ What are you trying to imply there?~"
Chuuya clenches his fists the fabric of his gloves giving out a slight squeak. "I-oh there's no point wasting my breath." His hands relax again although his facial expression speaks a different story. Dazai chuckles amused how after almost a decade of working together he'd final worn down Chuuya's temper as many a-time before he'd wasted so much energy for no reason which occasionally left him fatigued afterwards. He rolls his striking eyes causing the other to think just how lucky he was that his partner always put up with his stupid antics and suicidal tendencies. A thought crosses his mind and smirks at the idea of it coming to life.
"You're so cute when you're annoyed.~"
"I am NOT cute!!!."
"Oh but you're adorable~"
"Shut it shitty Dazai"
"Awwwwwww~ Is that the best insult you can come up with?~"
Chuuya looks at Dazai his ocean eyes like chips of ice. "No but I don't want to start another argument."
Dazai nods thoroughly amused and moves closer to the short-tempered red-head. "Wise choice.~"
"Don't patronise me."
"Oh you know I wouldn't dream of such a thing.~" Dazai continues to get closer. Chuuya rolls his eyes looking away folding his arms over his chest. Dazai reaches out a soft hand and gently grabs Chuuya's chin turning his face so he looks up at him. "Stop hiding your face from me. I wanna look at you when we speak.~"
"Oh really?~ And why would that be?" He's increasingly looking unimpressed.
"So I can do this...~" He presses his lips against Chuuya's. The later leans into it a little then pulls away. Dazai tilts his head to one side confused by his partner's response. "Why are you so grumpy this morning?~" He pouts slightly his hand underneath Chuuya's chin.
"None ya business."
"It is if it's an issue. What is it?"
Chuuya doesn't want to sound petty so changes the subject. "How d'ya know Neko?"
Dazai seems slightly surprised but answers anyway. "Me and Oda found her 5 years ago."
"Wait, wait, wait. You found her?!"
"Yeah...She was only 11. Oda did most of the work ..."
"How did you find her? What happened?"
"I'll let her tell you if she wants. She's funny about her past."
"Why? What do you mean?"
"She hates talking about her past."
"Why?" He was hoping to find out a little of her past if Dazai answers; even just a snippet...
"Clever but not falling for it.~" He smirks at Chuuya amused at his attempt to get a little more information. He almost fell for it once when they were fifteen but that wasn't going to happen now.
"Ugh!" Chuuya rolls his eyes getting more and more frustrated by the second.
"Awe.~ You're gonna wear your pretty eyes out if you keep doing that.~" Said man just glares at him his glare colder still. "Hey don't look at me like that.~" Dazai wraps his arms around the petite mafioso's waist holding him close.
"You're infuriating."
Dazai leans his face just beside Chuuya's and whispers in a low tone. "Oh I know.~"
"You seriously think that that's a good thing do ya?" He folds his arms over his chest.
"Depends what you mean by that.~" His expression and tone of voice hints at seductive undertones and is obviously teasing him. The only reaction he gets is yet another eye roll that only makes Dazai want him more. A smirk crawls onto his lips as he pulls Chuuya's tiny body into his. "I'll take it as a good thing then.~"
"Oh really?~" Dazai's teasing tone has rubbed off him as the corner of his soft lips curl up slightly succumbing to the other's charms.
"Mmmh~ Really.~" Chuuya looks a little annoyed ... well a little more than normal as we all know he's permanently tetchy. He stands on his tip-toes and pulls Dazai's head down and presses their lips together. Of course Dazai kisses him back and pulls him closer. The red-head leans into his partner's embrace his hand resting on the back of his head and the other between Dazai's shoulder blades. Dazai pulls him ever closer keeping their bodies in close contact.
After a few minuets, Chuuya pulls away breaking the kiss. "Awe~ Now why'd ya do that?~" Chuuya smirks slightly seemingly toying with an idea. Man he hated how Dazai could get his way every time. Right now however, he didn't care. He pulls Dazai's head down pressing their lips together. Dazai lets out a little 'mmh' in surprise but places his hands on the back his head running his hands through his partner's soft fiery hair. Chuuya just leans in closer while Dazai pushes some hair out of his closed eyes. As the shorter moves his gloved hands to Dazai's waist the brunet's breath catches in his throat but just then said man pulls away. "Awe~ I was just gettin' into that~~"
"Shame for you."
"Oh you really woke up on the wrong side of the bed today.~" Nakahara only folds his arms and glares at his partner. "Is that because you have to work with Neko?~"
"WHAT?! I'm stuck with her?! I thought we were working as a group!"
"More like pairs within the group."
"Why can't she just go with Gin her partner or you as you guys know each other?"
"Well...I wanted to catch up with Gin because it's been a while and ... well I thought you two would work well together and I want to see if I'm right."
"YOU WHAT?!"
"It'll be fine. If we don't get anything between 8 and 3 we'll leave." The mummified man shrugs as though it's the most normal thing in the world.
"That's 7 hours you dip-shit!"
"Ah I'm sure it'll be fine."
"Easy for you to say!"
"Ok fine. How about we swap halfway at say half 12?"
"Ok"
"Well now that's all sorted...~~~" Dazai moves closer holding Chuuya's waist.
Chuuya can't help but smirk out of amusement. "Can't help yourself can ya?"
Dazai's subtle smirk grows by the second. "What can I say?~ I have two devils on my shoulders and no conscience.~~"
"Mmmh~ you ain't the only one.~" Dazai's smirk turns to a charming yet slightly evil grin growing bigger with each word spoken by his beloved Chibi.
"Now you're talking.~" Dazai pulls Chuuya into his embrace holding his hips and kissing him. The later kisses back his gloved hand sliding to Dazai's hip.
Their breathing deepens and becomes faster. Dazai smirks a little he couldn't help it. He loves the feeling of his partner's lips on him. "Mmmh.~~" Chuuya sighs softly then pulls away tilting his head to one side.
"Shouldn't we be making plans for this evening?"
"Oh it's only a surveillance job. There's nothing to plan."
"Wanna find somethin' to do then?"
Dazai wraps his arms back around Chuuya's waist. "Oh I can think of plenty...~~~" Once again he presses their lips together lust and love being a thin. The ginger kisses back. Dazai pulls away with a cheeky smirk. "What'd ya say?~" In answer Chuuya locks their lips in passion like a fire. Kissing him back Osamu pulls Chuuya down onto the sofa with him.
"Eh?!"
"I'm getting a back ache from stooping over for you."
"Hey!"
Dazai chuckles in a sort of evil mirth. "Just sayin'!" Chuuya is quite visibly annoyed but grabs Dazai's tie pulling them together. Dazai lets out a slight breathy chuckle as he kisses back. After a few minuets, Chuuya unwinds the bandage around his dark eye. In response Dazai knocks off Chuuya's hat making it fair. The brunet pulls away and looks at his significant other who just does a classic eye roll removing his gloves. Dazai smirks at winning the silent argument whilst interlocking his finger with Chuuya's left hand that had a significant tan line at the wrist even though it was the middle of winter due to the fact that much like the red head's hat was surgically attached to his tiny body. His free hand rests on the other's pale cheek. The younger of the two which surprisingly was Dazai by 51 days pulled the petite mafioso closer by his slender waist. The auburn's body compels to the touch and kneels on the sofa his hands holding the back of the mummy's head his fingers intertwined with dark, fluffy hair. Dazai kneels above Chuuya's lap causing a very slight blush to creep across his cheeks in self-consciousness. He ignores this however and pushes his body into Dazai's sending shivers throughout the other's slender body which amused the red-head. Chuuya forgot how much Dazai liked it when Chuuya made him shiver like a leaf so he got pulled closer into the dark embrace. Chuuya cups Dazai's cheek with his right hand while the other holds the side of his neck. After a short while Dazai pulls away which surprises the hot-head. "What do you want to do today?~ We've got the whole day.~" Ever since they got together, Chuuya swore that his mummified partner couldn't keep the flirtatious undertones out of his voice.
Chuuya just shrugs his shoulders. "Dunno." His voice was as gruff as ever which definitely did not match his soft feminine apperance.
Dazai smirks softly the corners of his pale lips turning up slightly. "Well either way, you've certainly lost your shyness.~~"
Chuuya smirks slightly amused. He never understood why Dazai was so fixated on that personality trait but there was no point fixating on it. "Oh is that an invitation?~" He was surprised at his own response it was very out-of character and a little amorous for him. Dazai gently pulls the ginger's silky hair back over his shoulder with a surprising amount of care and leaves his hand resting on the back of his head fighting the urge to press their lips together once more.
"Why don't ya find out?~" A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips giving him a sly appearance as per usual. Chuuya pulls him closer by the back of his head so their lips are locked together once more. Dazai's left hand rests on his lower hip...well more like his upper thigh but it's Dazai. His other bandaged hand plays with Chuuya's silky hair. Their bodies instinctively lean together their hands one bandaged one gloved (but not at the moment) holding as the other as if they don't want to ever part. After a few minuets, Chuuya leans completely into Dazai's embrace then pulls away their breathing soft and raggedy. Dazai mumbles softly his head ever so slightly tilted in soft confusion. "Why'd ya stop?"
"Well I dunno." The ginger's tone is defensive and he lets go of Dazai pulling away from his caring embrace.
"I think you do know and you're just not telling me." His tone is turning ever so slightly pouty. Why'd his partner have to be such a pain?
"Ugh! Fine! I just feel really self conscious because it's well, you! It's ...odd."
"So you're saying it's weird being with me because we used to hate each other with ever fibre of our beings and now we're partners?"
"Yeah."
"Oh...Fair enough then..." Chuuya looks very awkward and embarrassed at telling the dark-eyed executive the truth behind his awkwardness. "Awww~ Don't tell me you've gone all shy again.~" Dazai edges closer his lips right by the auburn haired man's ear. "I like it when you let loose.~" He spoke in a hushed and seductive tone. The petite man's face completely flushes making him look like a small child again..well young child. He's always been tiny.
"Teme! Once! Nothing even happened!" This just seems to fuel Dazai's teasing. Leaning to his ear.
"Pity, eh?~" Chuuya's too shocked to speak and just becomes a stuttering mess. His partner chuckles with pure delight at the other's uncomfortableness. "You're so shy.~ It makes me want to play with you even more...~"
"Nah. Nope. No way. Not happenin'." He picks his hat up off the sofa putting it back on his head getting to feet folding his arms.
"Seriously though, why are you being so funny with me?"
"Huh? I'm not 'being funny' with you!"
"Yes you are! You're being all shy.~"
"So?! I can't 'elp that now can I?!"
"You know, you really need to get out of the habit of dropping letters when you talk. You're gonna start to sound like a real gangster.~"
"I'll do what I want thanks." He folds his arms backing up futile protest his tone as dry as ever.
"Oh I know you do...~" Dazai smirk softly never ceasing to find the best ways to annoy his little Chibi.
"Oh shut up."
"Awww...~ But I didn't say anything!~" He pulls his typical hurt puppy dog eyes toying with his partner further. Always finding a new and better way to mess with his head. Which he thought was as challenged as much as his height but it hadn't gone down so well the last time he said that.
Chuuya practically glares daggers at the brunet, their gazes locked together the ice blue eyes cold enough to make even a seasoned spy shiver yet Dazai new he was safe and Chuuya always hated it when he was cocky about something he knew when it was right. "You didn't have to." He only just manages to form the words through a clenched jaw.
The mummified man only smirks further. "Oh so you can read my mind now can you?~"
A ginger eyebrow is raised. "You ain't that mysterious ya know?"
"Only to you I'm not.~" He stands up pulling the petite man into his predatory embrace arms wrapped lustfully around his slim frame. The fiery mafioso simply rolls his ocean irises. "Oh, c'mon, just give in.~" He was speaking in hushed and low tones.
Nakahara heaves a heavy and weary sigh. "You're not letting this go are you?"
"Oh.~" He drags out the letter his eyes glinting with dark mischief. "I don't let anything go.~" Chuuya once again succumbs to their tedious dance locking their lips together into their typical cold and intimate routine. Dazai pulls Chuuya's body against his but as he does he forgot the corner of the coffee table and Chuuya got pulled over it making him lose his balance and falling rather awkwardly into Dazai's chest breaking the short lived kiss. Dazai takes his opportunity and interlocks his arms around the blue-eyed man keeping him tight and close against his chest. "Wow! You really did fall for me!~" He keeps his lips close to his partner's ear knowing it make him feel self conscious because he secretly quite likes it.
The pissed off response is muffled due to his face in the other's clothing. "Oh shut up." At that moment the thoroughly embarrassed hot-head was grateful that Dazai was unable to see his flushing cheeks. Despite liking the other's touch, he wriggles trying to get free his partner's comforting scent overwhelming him. "Hey! Let me go jackass!"
Chuckling softly Dazai continues to hold him close one bandaged hand on the back of his head and the other on his back pushing their bodies together. "And why would I do that?~"
"Please?" his tone sounded hopeful although it was unlikely this one word would make any difference to Dazai's teasing.
The chestnut eye executive mock-thinks for a few seconds before replying in his permanent teasing tone. "Nah." That one word results in him being held closer and tighter.
"Ugh!" He wriggles again trying to break free but Dazai's grip was surprisingly strong. After a short bout of struggling, Dazai's hands slip to Chuuya's waist and presses their lips together. During the rather heated kiss, Dazai once again knocks off Chuuya's fedora. Once they lost track of time lost in their own world the smaller of the two pulls away and both stand their for a few seconds, catching their breath.
"Awww~ You don't need to worry.~" His fingers gently caress Chuuya's waist his arms folded tight across his chest.
"Oh and who said I was worried hmm?" He raises an eyebrow hoping to hide his feelings but knowing that it was futile to even think about hiding them.
"Oh ya know, just your whole body language is all.~" A smirk encouraged the corner of his thin lips to quirk up a little his dark eyes filled with a mocking tease. All he got as an answer was an irked eye roll. "It's not my fault your body's so expressive!~"
"Oh shut up."
"Want me to do something else then?~" His tone was suggestive simply trying to get a reaction out of his partner for his own amusement.
Queue another frustrated eye roll attempting to avoid eye contact. "You're exhausting you know that?"
"In a good way or a bad way?~" The only response was a look of pure disdain and mild irritation. "Ya know, I actually like it when you look at me like that...~" His tone was almost always suggestive and flirtatious as was his infuriating nature and languid behaviour.
A heavy sigh escapes Chuuya's lips. "Of course you would." The brunet chuckles softly. "What is it now?"
"You're just amusing is all."
"How?!"
He shrugs his shoulders. "Just by being you.~" He holds him closer his grip tightening a little around his waist keeping their bodies close.
"Oh you're infuriating." He seemed completely fed up and done with his partner's shenanigans.
"Oh...I know.~" His lips were close to his ear then moved his head down a little his lips grazing his neck.
"Oi!" Chuuya pulls away, mostly out of shock but it was clear he was slightly uncomfortable.
"Awwww~ What is it?~"
"Just felt...weird." His cheeks were slowly starting to flush a soft pink.
"Ah, just go with it for once.~" His lips graze his neck, breath hot on Chuuya's exposed skin. He slowly and deliberately dragged his lips up his neck to his lips before kissing him. The ginger kisses back pressing his body against Dazai's. "That's more like it.~" As he does this he whispers it softly in his ear he continues to press his lips to Chuuya's neck for a short while before making his way back up to his lips. They stayed like that for a while in the blissful quiet of their own apartment before Chuuya puts the heels of his feet back down onto the floor breaking their physical connection. "Awww.~ You too short for me?~"
"Hey! Don't mention my height jack ass!"
"Oh but I just did.~" Once again he was pushing Chuuya's buttons for his own fun.
"I'm not short! I'm average!"
"You keep telling yourself that shortcake.~"Dazai continues to gently caress CHuuya's neck with his lips.
"How many times?! Don't call me that!" The nickname only really started when there was a celebration party in the Mafia one evening. There was one cake slice for everyone and Dazai being Dazai and being 16 at the time thought it funny to steal Chuuya's and when he tried to get it back Dazai held it above his head. He mocked Chuuya for being too short to get it which was how the nickname originated which was one of their many secrets their fellow co-workers were unaware of.
"But it suits you!"
"Does not!"
"Does too." With that he pulls him onto the sofa and kisses him. Dazai's elegant hand traces the outline of Chuuya's thighs and hips. Chuuya holds neck and wraps his tiny legs around his partner's waist line as though they were trying to melt into one. Dazai's breath hitches and pulls Chuuya's hips into his. His arms wrap around the brunet's neck his hands running through the fluffy brown hair. Dazai moves even closer pressing their bodies together then Chuuya tilts his head back parting their lips. "Oh?~" Dazai's simple noise was enough of a question to get a defensive response from his tetchy boyfriend.
"What?" He sincerely hoped that he didn't sound as defensive as he thought.
"You pulled away.~" His hold on the petite man never slacked.
"So?"
"Why?~" His lips gently brush Chuuya's neck and ear.
He moves his shoulders in tense shrug attempting to seem casual yet failing miserably. "I dunno." He unwraps himself standing up again.
"You felt uncomfortable didn't you?" His little Chibi shrugs his face flushing a rather cute shade of pink, his cheeks burning. "Awwww~ You're blushing!~" Now this teasing was a rather cruel cycle because Chuuya would blush a little bit and Dazai being Dazai would see it and mock him for it which would just make the ginger blush even more.
"Oh shut up!" He turned his face away a little in the hopes of making his blush less obvious but it was a rather futile attempt.
"I don't think I want to.~" Just to tease his partner he took his little 'game' a bit further his cool lips brushing his neck and ear as he spoke slowly his voice relatively hushed with some rather obvious seductive undertones. "And you know I won't...~"
Chuuya went quiet for a moment as if pondering a thought but he still pulled away from Dazai as his neck was a rather sensitive area and with Dazai around it just made him even more perceptive of touch. "...Why'd ya ask me out?" As normal he was blunt and to the point. Unlike Dazai he didn't enjoy games much. They just annoyed him. He preferred straight questions and answers.
The brunet was slightly taken a-back by this question and tilted his head to one side in a surprisingly innocent manner. "Huh?" Why would he ask this? And now of all times? Was he really making his partner that uncomfortable? No. He couldn't be. He'd done a little more than just this. It must just be one of his days were he feels less sure of himself.
"Ya heard what I said." He wasn't going to get a roundabout answer today. He couldn't be bothered with that. All he wanted was a straight answer. He knew that he'd surprised Dazai but he wasn't going to take his question back.
Thinking for a moment, Dazai was quiet. He needed to choose his words carefully and make sure that his words didn't have any unsaid or unintended implications. "...Well...I did truly hate you at first but after a while and saving your ass a few times, I realised that I didn't hate you. I hated myself but projected it onto you because I liked you..." He was quiet for a moment and when he spoke his cold demeanour seemed to melt away like winter frost but this gentle expression was soon replaced by a very slight and mischievous smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Anyways, why did you agree in the first place?"
Squirming slightly under the curious gaze, he played with his hair a little out of anxious habit. "I...er...well..." Looking down a soft sigh escapes his lips but his gaze flickers back up to his partners rather charming face. "I agreed because at the time you asked me out, I wasn't sure of my own feelings and I wanted to find out..."
To his surprise the dark-haired Mafioso seemed a little unsure of himself for once nodded and spoke with a slight drop in his confidence. "Fair enough... ...Have you decided then?" His hold on Chuuya's waist lessened a little and his gaze was curious yet Chuuya couldn't help but notice the very slight and well hidden worry. After a few seconds of silence which seemed to stretch on for hours the red-head pressed his lips to his partners. At the suddenness and out of character move from Chuuya a soft and surprised squeak escaped him yet he kissed back. Chuuya leaned into Dazai's body then pulled away slightly breathless. "Positive answer then?"
A soft smirk quirks the temperamental ginger's lips. "I don't think I'd ever want to go back to being just friends.~" Much to Dazai's and his own surprise is tone had become slightly amorous but in an innocent and playful manner.
His dark eyes widen very slightly in the almost out of character move but something between a smirk and a smile finds itself on his mouth turning the corners in a truly charming simper. "Neither would I~..."
"Anythin' ya wanna do today then?" After his brief 'outbreak' of flirtatious behaviour, his tone returned to it's normal brusk and gangster-like state.
Dazai's eyes lit up. Chuuya always gave him some incredible opportunities to tease or make him flustered. "Oh yes~..." His mannerisms were incredibly suggestive and his body language, enticing.
Ocean eyes curved in a roll expressing a vexed emotion. "Not that."
"Awww~ Why so grumpy Chibi?~"
"'Cause I know what I have to deal with this evenin'"
"Oh she's really not that bad once you get past her exterior...and attitude...and temper...and the fact that she likes tease people." He shrugged his shoulders in a nonchalant manner.
"Oh great!" Some seriously heavy sarcasm. "This is going to be a living hell. She like you but worse!"
"Hey! Now that's a little harsh~. You'll get used to her eventually."
"I'm not so sure I will."
"You say that now but I know you will."
Chuuya just arches a brow and Dazai folds his arms returning the glare in kind. "That's a prediction isn't it?"
Dazai couldn't resist a slight sneer in amusement. That Slug knew him well. "Yep."
Chuuya grumbled something inaudible as his partner was being annoying. He knew as well as anyone else that his predictions were always right.
"Oh I'm sorry Chibi, I didn't get that.~"
"I said damn you and your predictions."
"Well now; that just stings a little Slug.~"
"I'm not a slug dammit!"
"Sure you're not." His voice was heavily laced and dripping with insincerity and sarcasm.
"Shut your pie-hole, shitty Dazai." Dazai chuckles softly while the other roles his eyes for what felt like the hundredth time that day. "I'm gonna do some training. I'll see you later." Chuuya put his hat and black suit jacket back on and headed for the door.
"Bye hatrack~. Be back home for seven." He waved a hand giving up on getting annoyed at being called stupid names and walked out. Once he left Dazai sighed a little and lay back on the sofa contemplating the unusual string of murders that had occurred attempting to get a lead.