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Dec. 14th, 2018 07:34 pmAt First Sight
Rating: T
Fandom: BSD
Pairing: SKK
Warnings: fifteen spoilers, corruption, oda isn't in this fic but he's technically still alive
Fic summary: Chuuya and Dazai's first mission as partners is a test of sorts, and the result leave them both shaken.
Rating: T
Fandom: BSD
Pairing: SKK
Warnings: fifteen spoilers, corruption, oda isn't in this fic but he's technically still alive
Fic summary: Chuuya and Dazai's first mission as partners is a test of sorts, and the result leave them both shaken.
No matter what Dazai says, Chuuya is not stupid. You don’t survive long on the streets if you’re an idiot, and Chuuya has been living on the streets for about eight years. Thriving, even. He used to streets to build himself from the broken pavement up as Nakahara Chuuya, and he’ll be damned if he lets someone else try to give him an identity that he doesn’t want.
He isn’t a dog. He is certainly not stupid.
Because he isn’t stupid, he can see that Dazai doesn’t quite hate him as much as he says he does. Dazai is fascinated. Chuuya can tell in the way Dazai looks at him sometimes like something he can use (like some kind of experiment he’s conducting) and it makes his stomach churn because he wants to be useful, but on his terms. Not because Dazai decided he was useful. Chuuya can decide his own usefulness.
Dazai keeps his distance at first. After being taken from the beach with a knife in his back that he wants to stab Dazai with and poison coursing through his veins, the next time Chuuya sees Dazai is in passing in the hallway of one of the Port Mafia’s skyscrapers. There’s another, younger kid with Dazai who looks a bit lost and scared. As they pass each other, Chuuya feels Dazai’s gaze on him and he turns to look back so that they lock eyes.