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Atsushi always wondered how it was possible. Dazai was injured on their case less than 15 minutes ago, and the Port Mafia executive Chuuya Nakahara was already kneeling in front of him clicking his tongue in an irritated way. As if he sensed where and when to go.
Atsushi always wondered how it was possible. Dazai was injured on their case less than 15 minutes ago, and the Port Mafia executive Chuuya Nakahara was already kneeling in front of him clicking his tongue in an irritated way. As if he sensed where and when to go.
"What happened with your wits, bastard," he growled lowly, but it seemed to Atsushi that his words lacked real spite.
Dazai could not hear them anyway. He passed out too soon after he got wounded, and that seemed a bit strange to Atsushi,
Dazai could not hear them anyway. He passed out too soon after he got wounded, and that seemed a bit strange to Atsushi,
but his heartbeat was ok, and the boy decided not to worry too much.
"How... were you able to find us so early on?" Nakajima asked hesitantly.
"Oh, that was too easy. We& #39;ve got a bug for each other, and he crushed one as soon as he realized he wouldn& #39;t leave the scene unscathed.
"How... were you able to find us so early on?" Nakajima asked hesitantly.
"Oh, that was too easy. We& #39;ve got a bug for each other, and he crushed one as soon as he realized he wouldn& #39;t leave the scene unscathed.
That& #39;s how I got an alarm signal and got on the move." Chuuya shrugged his shoulders. "I wonder where the one he placed is hidden. I suspect it& #39;s in my hat, because he& #39;s /that/ bothersome. A piece of shit that he is."
"But you& #39;re still here for him," Atsushi thought out loud
"But you& #39;re still here for him," Atsushi thought out loud
and immediately covered his mouth with a hand in fear.
"I& #39;m sorry, I didn& #39;t mean to, that& #39;s not my business anyway," he mumbled hurriedly, scared that Nakahara might get really angry.
The executive just laughed tiredly.
"I& #39;m sorry, I didn& #39;t mean to, that& #39;s not my business anyway," he mumbled hurriedly, scared that Nakahara might get really angry.
The executive just laughed tiredly.
"Sure," he said, still smiling. "It& #39;s hard to earn my trust, but whenever someone succeeds in that... I& #39;ll always be there for them," he punched Dazai lightly in his chest, and Atsushi got worried again, although the wound was much lower.
"So inconvenient, right? Being stuck with someone as terrible as Dazai. He never even gives me a proper choice, that bastard. I had f/cking plans for today!" he shouted looking at Dazai angrily.
Ok, that was something Atsushi could relate to himself as well.
Ok, that was something Atsushi could relate to himself as well.
However, his mentor& #39;s plans and strategies were really effective, so maybe he shouldn& #39;t complain about it himself.
It was all a part of his learning, and he wanted to grasp as much as he could, always eager to get to know something new.
It was all a part of his learning, and he wanted to grasp as much as he could, always eager to get to know something new.
Meanwhile, Chuuya inspected the injury continuing to mumble something. Atsushi realized with fear he missed part of that already.
"Geniuses, huh? Their head is always full of ideas other person could never understand," Nakahara smiled softly,
"Geniuses, huh? Their head is always full of ideas other person could never understand," Nakahara smiled softly,
moving his head as if he wanted to turn and look at Atsushi but froze in between.
Nakajima frowned, then focused on the part of the ground that the executive already stretched a hand to. Chuuya lifted the object from the grass which was hiding it from the view,
Nakajima frowned, then focused on the part of the ground that the executive already stretched a hand to. Chuuya lifted the object from the grass which was hiding it from the view,
and Atsushi suddenly recognized it: a match box. It was visible for a few seconds, enough for Chuuya to put it in Dazai& #39;s pocket.
"But I also have something like that," he touched his hat setting it right. "It helps to put up with the past and live on."
"But I also have something like that," he touched his hat setting it right. "It helps to put up with the past and live on."
Now his gaze was sad and soft at the same time.
"It& #39;s so like him: to cling to some obsessive idea, to disappear for fucking years... To try to do whatever he can, if the correction of the past is impossible... I won& #39;t judge him, I don& #39;t care what he does.
"It& #39;s so like him: to cling to some obsessive idea, to disappear for fucking years... To try to do whatever he can, if the correction of the past is impossible... I won& #39;t judge him, I don& #39;t care what he does.
I just want that stupid bandaged shit to stay alive, and that& #39;s all."
It was.. surprising to hear such words from him. Atsushi suspected that there was something more to that claimed enmity, something more to what Dazai did, something about his mentor& #39;s past he never knew about.
It was.. surprising to hear such words from him. Atsushi suspected that there was something more to that claimed enmity, something more to what Dazai did, something about his mentor& #39;s past he never knew about.
But it being like this? Never had the boy imagined anything close to it.
Nakahara stared at Dazai for a long minute and then sighed, frowning.
"So, when are you going to stop it? Have you had your fun already?" Chuuya suddenly asked sounding very much annoyed.
Atsushi paled.
Nakahara stared at Dazai for a long minute and then sighed, frowning.
"So, when are you going to stop it? Have you had your fun already?" Chuuya suddenly asked sounding very much annoyed.
Atsushi paled.
"But... I& #39;m not! Having any fun! I didn& #39;t plan..."
"I& #39;m not talking to you, lad," Chuuya sighed. "I& #39;m talking to this terrible excuse of a person pretending to be some shitty Sleeping Beauty."
"I& #39;m not talking to you, lad," Chuuya sighed. "I& #39;m talking to this terrible excuse of a person pretending to be some shitty Sleeping Beauty."
"I thought we agreed about the Snow White?" Dazai whined suddenly, and Atsushi stared at him in shock. Did he... Wasn& #39;t he unconscious at all?
"Why did you have to spoil everything like that? I really enjoyed the conversation. Ouch!" he held onto his head after a loud smack.
"Why did you have to spoil everything like that? I really enjoyed the conversation. Ouch!" he held onto his head after a loud smack.
"I& #39;m an injured one here, you have to be more careful!"
"You have to stop playing your f/cking games with me, otherwise next time I won& #39;t come!" Chuuya snorted pointing an accusing finger at him.
"But that& #39;s not possible!" Dazai grinned.
"You have to stop playing your f/cking games with me, otherwise next time I won& #39;t come!" Chuuya snorted pointing an accusing finger at him.
"But that& #39;s not possible!" Dazai grinned.
"Because, anyway, you& #39;re still my do... Ouch! Stop it, I& #39;m telling you!"
"And you stop calling me like that, bastard!"
Dazai didn& #39;t listen to him, he just pouted and continued to whine:
"You are to carry me and look after me!"
"I& #39;m not a fucking nurse!" Chuuya protested loudly.
"And you stop calling me like that, bastard!"
Dazai didn& #39;t listen to him, he just pouted and continued to whine:
"You are to carry me and look after me!"
"I& #39;m not a fucking nurse!" Chuuya protested loudly.
"But you& #39;re my partner!"
"Not anymore, as/hole!"
Atsushi just silently watched and wondered as they continued bickering even when Chuuya lifted Dazai& #39;s body in his arms and left carrying him. And he actually looked like he was doing it very carefully.
"Not anymore, as/hole!"
Atsushi just silently watched and wondered as they continued bickering even when Chuuya lifted Dazai& #39;s body in his arms and left carrying him. And he actually looked like he was doing it very carefully.
Dazai couldn& #39;t stop smiling, even exchanging insults and taunts.
"I guess that& #39;s just their style of relationship by now," Atsushi murmured turning and starting to walk back to the Detective Agency alone.
"I guess that& #39;s just their style of relationship by now," Atsushi murmured turning and starting to walk back to the Detective Agency alone.
"I wonder if I can just tell Kunikida the truth of where Dazai disappeared after the case..."
Atsushi sighed. Kunikida& #39;s gonna be mad.
Atsushi sighed. Kunikida& #39;s gonna be mad.
