Chuuya walked through the long corridors of the Port Mafia headquarters, not many people were around at this time and normally he wouldn't be either. That evening was an exception. He had been called to meet Mori in his office for unknown reasons and Chuuya felt a little uneasy. He normally didn't feel this way when Mori asked for him but, it was unusual for him not to tell him the reasoning for wanting him. Chuuya walked up to the big oak doors and knocked before opening them.

"Boss you wanted to see me?"

Chuuya stepped in closing the doors behind him. Mori turned around in his chair.

"Ah yes! I wanted to discuss something with you"

A lump grew in his throat, something was off. He glanced around the room, nothing was out of the ordinary. Elise sat on the side colouring, there were a few guards at the door and Mori sat at his desk. Chuuya steeped forward.

"So as you know we're in a bit of a battle and we're having trouble"

Chuuya nodded, awaiting what was to come next.

"So I've decided that the only way I think we can win will be by using your Corruption power."

Chuuya shifted his weight as he tried to process what Mori had just said.

"So what do you say?"

Mori placed his chin on the backs of his hands pressing his elbows into the desk.

"Uhm.... I.. guess.. if that's what you feel is right"

Chuuya hesitated. Mori blinked a few times before speaking

"What's wrong is something bothering you?"

Obviously Mori knew what was wrong but, questions were fun to ask.

"Ah it's just..."

He paused, he always said he was willing to die if it was needed, why was he scared.

"The only way to stop me is..."

"Dazai. I know I'll be sure to talk to Fukuzawa about that"

Mori smiled dismissed the small ginger. Chuuya turned on his heels and made his way towards the door.

"Ah yes one more thing Chuuya"

Chuuya turned his head.

"We'll probably be executing this plan in a few days, so prepare."

Chuuya nodded opening the door and turning down the long dark corridor.
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  Dazai turned the corner slipping from the speed that he had taken it with, he could barely breath. He hadn't run this fast since he'd left the Port Mafia. He could faintly hear the agency members shouting for him, but ignored them. He couldn't understand why. Why Chuuya wouldn't have talked to him about it, he know Mori was a scheming man why would he trust him, never mind he knew why Chuuya trusted him or maybe Chuuya didn't trust him and just listened to him. Dazai ran as fast as he could to where he could see disaster happening.

He knew by the time he got there it would be too late, he had to fine a faster way. Without stopping he spotted a stray motorcycle on the side of the road. He prayed that the key was still in it, and to his luck it was. He hopped on turning the key, kicked the stand up and sped away. He had learned a few thing back when he was with the port mafia, stealing Chuuya's bike payed off. The cold wind bitterly hit his face and he zoomed past many cars and people, eventually turning down an alley where people would be in less danger.

Dazai drove as far as he could, he had stopped and left the bike behind after the alley became too narrow and was back on foot. As Dazai neared the explosions and destruction he spotted a car parked not so far away. He rushed to were he assumed the entrance was only to be greeted by a few familiar faces. He knew he wouldn't be able to get through but deep down in his heart he wanted to believe it would work. Using the last bit of strength he had he ran forward only to be held back by a pair of hands, like he had guessed he'dbeen stopped. They pulled him back but, he fought back trying his best to get out of thier grip.

"Dazai stop it's way to dangerous"

He swung his head to his side to face his glasses bound friend

"Kunikida he'll die if I don't go!"

"That's not your problem, he's with the Port Mafia."

Dazai pulled his shoulder forward desperate to get free.

"You don't understand Kunikida!" Please..."

His eyes softened and dulled as he tugged his body forward once again. He heard a car pull up behind them but ignored it. Instead his eyes were glued to the small red figure zipping around in a rage but, clearly weak. A singular tear slid down his cheek hitting the ground. He pulled forward feeling Kunikida's grip loosen. He stumbled forward half surprised he got free but, before he could even think about advancing forward he was caught again.

These hands were different but fairly similar, he turned and met eyes with the President. He knew there would be no changing his mind. Dazai lowered his head in defeat. More tears fell to the ground. Dazai's shoulder shook as his few tears turned into several at a time. He raised his head just in time to see Chuuya's feet carefully hit the ground, the red glow around him fadding he stood still for a split second before falling back.

Dazai's breath hitched. Fukzawa released his hand from Dazai's arm. Dazai stood still for a few seconds before processing what just happened. As soon as he realized Chuuya wasn't moving he bolted. He got to the boys side in seconds, he lifted the boys head and shoulders up on his lap. His breathing quickened.

"Chuuya....?"

He spoke soft. Before he realized it he started crying again.

"Chuuya?!"

He shook the red heads shoulders

"Chuuya!"

His tears rolled down his cheeks and fell, they hitting Chuuya's cheek. He tried to calm himself. He looked to his side, he pick up Chuuya's stupid hat gripping it tightly.

"You dropped your hat stupid. That's not like you."

He placed it where it belonged, on top of Chuuya's messy red hair. This was enough to break him. He brought his arms to Chuuya's chest placing his head on top, sobbing uncontrollably. Dazai's mind was almost completely blank until a thought popped in. He raised his head and turned to where Kunikida Fukuzawa and assuming the rest of the ADA. He scanned it, then yelled

"Yosano!"

Yosano jumped at the sound of her name. She looked over to Fukuzawa asking for permission, he nodded. To Dazai's surprise she started jogging his way. The little hope he had lost suddenly came back. She arrived and kneeled down beside him.

"Chuuya's already dead but, your ability should still work right?"

Dazai knew that what he was saying sounded stupid but he still hoped. Yosano looked at Dazai and then to Chuuya. She sighed.

"I'll try"

The only words that escaped her mouth before she lifted her hand to Chuuya's chest. She focused for a second before butterflies started leaving he hand to land on Chuuya's chest. A few seconds later they disappeared. They waited. His chest did not move up and down like it should nor could you hear his breathing. Dazai's heart dropped.

His eyes started to sting, his vision blurred and his ears rung. Before he realized it he was screaming. He felt something tug at his shirt then arms around his waist. He recognized it as Atsushi and gave into the hug, lowering his head into the crook of his neck muffling his cries. He could feel the smaller male shake as he too was crying. They ended up walking back to the agency. Time passed very slow from that point on. The car ride back to the agency felt like hours, the walk back home another hour or so.

Dazai sat in his bed continuously looking at the clock. He hated it. Time was going by too slow it felt like he was being punished for not saving Chuuya. He let a few tears escape before squeezing his eyes tight. Suddenly opening then much faster than he closed them. He looked over to the white haired boy beside him who was peacefuly asleep a few minutes ago. He gave him the best smile he could. Atsushi returned one too.

"Atsushi I can't sleep."

He sat up and scooted towards the brunette.

"We don't have too."

Dazai looked Atsushi in the eyes.

"I can tell you're not used to not sleeping. Don't worry about me, go back to sleep. Sorry for waking you."

Atsushi returned to his original position except this time he pulled Dazai down with him. He pulled him into a hug.

"I'm here for you Dazai, I know it hurts a lot right now so don't hold your feeling back."

Dazai let out a breath.

"Thank you Atsushi."

He wrapped his arms around the younger male. A few tears slid horizontally down his cheek landing on the pillow above Atsushi's head.

"Thank you"