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Teen And Up Audiences
Archive Warning:
Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Category:
M/M
Fandom:
⽂豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
Relationships:
Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs),
Dazai Osamu & Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray
Dogs), Mori Ougai & Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou
Stray Dogs), Nakahara Chuuya & Ozaki Kouyou
(Bungou Stray Dogs), Dazai Osamu & Kunikida
Doppo (Bungou Stray Dogs), Kunikida Doppo &
Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nakahara
Chuuya & Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs),
Izumi Kyouka & Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray
Dogs)
Characters:
Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Dazai
Osamu (Bungou Stray Dogs), Akutagawa
Ryuunosuke (Bungou Stray Dogs), Mori Ougai
(Bungou Stray Dogs), Ozaki Kouyou (Bungou Stray
Dogs), Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs),
Izumi Kyouka (Bungou Stray Dogs), Kunikida Doppo
(Bungou Stray Dogs), Fukuzawa Yukichi (Bungou
Stray Dogs)
Additional Tags:
Nakahara Chuuya-centric (Bungou Stray Dogs), Soft
Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs),
Armed Detective Agency Member Dazai Osamu
(Bungou Stray Dogs), Suffering Nakahara Chuuya
(Bungou Stray Dogs), Alternate Universe - Canon
Divergence, theres romance if you squint, Mori
Ougai Being An Asshole (Bungou Stray Dogs), Hurt
Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs),
Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Nakahara Chuuya Is So Done
(Bungou Stray Dogs), Nakahara Chuuya Needs a
Hug (Bungou Stray Dogs), This is what happened
when Dazai left, But different, Other Additional Tags
to Be Added, No beta we die like Oda, The
beginning is primarily Dazai POV, It's still pretty
dark, Psychological Torture, Medical Torture,
Forced Identity, Fluff will eventually occur, After
trauma of course, Soft Kunikida Doppo (Bungou
Stray Dogs), Worried Kunikida Doppo (Bungou Stray
Dogs), Nakahara Chuuya Uses Corruption (Bungou
Stray Dogs), Implied/Referenced Drug Use, Self-
Harm, Past Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Dazai-Typical
Suicide Mentions (Bungou Stray Dogs), Post-
Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Nakahara Chuuya
has PTSD, Movie: Bungou Stray Dogs: Dead Apple,
Miscommunication, Dazai Osamu Being An Asshole
(Bungou Stray Dogs), Dazai Osamu is a Mess
(Bungou Stray Dogs)
Language:
English
Stats:
Published: 2022-08-23 Updated: 2023-06-13
Words: 66,992 Chapters: 28/? Comments: 195
Kudos: 2,157 Bookmarks: 330 Hits: 58,949
Warped Images,
Twisted Memories
Burning_Butterfly
Summary:
Of course, Dazai didn't exactly know
what to expect when he let himself
get captured. Maybe beaten around
a bit, yelled at, possibly even
threatened, typical Port Mafia
behaviour, he knew this was
coming. He didn't know the rest of it
was coming, though.
He didn't expect to see Chuuya
wearing the same dead look as the
Demon Prodigy, for a start.
Notes:
Hi! So, obviously, this is an AU and
a rewrite of what happened after
Dazai left.
Mori is obviously an asshole in this
fic.
Possible triggers - Human (sorta)
experimentation, frequent
suffocation/strangling attempts, Mori
being Mori, torture, alcoholism,
cigarettes, malnourishment,
referenced SH, etc. If there's more,
tell me, but don't be chronically
online about it.
Chapter 1: Where's the Normality?
It was... Interesting, to say the least. To be in a spot
where others had been left before, to have someone
else stroll down the stairs and scold him, punch him,
strive to interrogate him - his mind compared it to a
fun house mirror. A warped image of what was there,
or had been there.
Akutagawa's punch, still fresh yet old enough to
where the ache had died down, decreased to
throbbing in time with the water dripping towards the
stone in some corner, growing and developing mildew
to add to the atmosphere, as Mori had once joked
about.
The brunet had stopped humming his Double Suicide
tune aloud a lengthy time ago but nonetheless used it
to maintain track of time and, of course, preserve his
mind from wandering itself into a dissociative episode
whilst in enemy territory. He had a pretty good
control over them, he did not want to risk it.
He was around the 74th chorus of the tune Kunikida
hated so dearly before he heard it. He predicted the
noise to be gradual and calm, not rushed and
rather... Unprofessional. The sound of clicking
footwear against stone sounded to be nearing him,
with the loud rustle of clothing or the audible
stumble. At first, Dazai could not determine who it
was, however then he noted the frequency of the
steps, and the pace they had been travelling, before
realizing whoever it was, was short.
Then the perpetrator rounded the corner, and Dazai
sharpened his tongue, geared up for the verbal
lashing that was going to occur.
The redhead usually wore his emotions clear as day,
but the former Demon Prodigy can admit, that he did
not expect the emotion shown when Nakahara came
closer. Or, lack of.
He looked... Blank...
The clicking of shoes had stopped at the pinnacle of
the stairs, and Dazai took a short second to scan him
and search for the differences that had taken place
within the four years he had been missing. The host
of Arahabaki had always been pale, he was a redhead
after all, but this... He was more like a sheet with
flecks of dull azure for eyes...
It was unfitting if you asked Dazai, he supposed that
the other half of the former Soukoku had quite a lot
of paperwork and could not go out as much as they
used to, being an Executive and all. Slowly but surely,
said half stepped down every stair, and in his opinion,
if he was making an attempt to make Dazai more
unnerved by means of dragging it out, he was
working in a way. He would by no means admit that
out loud though, as he had anticipated yelling, and
possibly a fist to the jaw immediately, like
Akutagawa, not... This.
When Chuuya reached the bottom, he stopped and
persisted staring at him, his lips barely parted and his
eyes still dull, but his pupils were no longer stunned
pin-pricks. He regained a bit of colour, yet nothing to
what used to be considered healthy.
"Well?" Dazai rose an eyebrow, a cocky grin
spreading across his lips, "I know, I'm eye candy,
however, please shut your mouth before you drool all
over the floor."
Silence.
Chuuya typically would've immediately taken a crack
at his ribs for comment, or yelled at him to get 'that
shit-eating grin off his face'.
If they had been going for a new tactic, then the Port
Mafia had changed more than he had thought.
Slowly, Dazai's grin faltered and he found himself
having a staring contest with eyes that had once
rivalled his own... Although these ones had a slight
glimmer of something, something that he had by no
means had in the past.
"Y..." Chuuya croaked before wincing at the sound of
his own voice, a hoarse mockery of the former,
"You're alive..."
Oh. Now this, this was interesting. What a turn of
events.
"Unfortunately yes, although a little tied up at the
moment, so if we could simply get this over with and
let me escape..." He jingled the chains around his
wrist for added flair, "That would be great."
Nothing.
'Irritatingly different...' He huffed in the back of his
mind. Nothing about this encounter had been like
what he was once expecting. Sure, with Akutagawa it
was a 50/50. Either he would punch him - which he
did - or he would have a breakdown of some type and
lose control of Rashomon. With Chuuya, he was one
hundred percent going to punch him. He did not plan
for any other option, he planned for a fight due to the
fact that's all he ever did. Chuuya solely fought
matters and ran head first for the punch.
He did not freeze up.
Being this close-up, Dazai felt a retort form on the tip
of his tongue, although, like a flower in the fall, it
withered away. There were skinny little scars
covering his freckled skin, ones that should have
effortlessly been blocked by using gravity if they had
been an unwanted projectile, meaning three things;
Chuuya had gotten sloppy over the years he had
been gone, or they had been self-inflicted - which had
been unlikely seeing as how Chuuya hated things
piercing his skin, or... Mori had a new target.
Without warning, the redhead reached up and
grabbed onto Dazai's hair, bringing him closer to his
height. This was more what he expected, so he
braced for a fist or a knee to collide with his nose, but
nothing happened.
A shaky breath came past the short man's chapped
lips as No Longer Human rushed through Dazai's skin
to join with the burning fingers tangled in his
unkempt hair. He wasn't harming Dazai, he was
shutting up Arahabaki.
"What? Is four year-"
"They informed me you had been dead."
A typical remark formed again, yet he fell silent as he
considered Chuuya's words. There was no way Mori
thought Dazai was dead, even though a nice thought,
it would have been extra tough to pull off than simply
disappearing. Perhaps...
"I wish, honestly!" He rose his voice to his regular
mock chipperness but hesitated when he noticed
Chuuya look in the direction of a corner of the room
behind the stone slab he was chained to.
When he let go, he rose up to his regular height once
more and watched no emotions form on his partner's
face before Nakahara swallowed and cleared his
throat. "What's your play here?" Normal and gruff,
giving a feeling of normality that Dazai foolishly found
himself grasping onto, "You would in no way have
willingly gotten caught. Especially, not after four
years of apparently being alive!"
His voice boomed through the room, and Dazai nearly
found himself smirking, preparing himself for more
yelling, then it fell silent very quick - almost as if
Chuuya regretted elevating his voice.
"You're overthinking this." He kept his tone consistent
as he analyzed the man in front of him before he
turned his back. Chuuya wasn't one to disguise
emotions, and turning your back on a Port Mafia
member, let alone an enemy, was by no means
something that ought to be done.
It was small, and hidden below the choker that the
taller man had given him as a joke all those years
ago, however, they were there. Numerous vertical
scars, scalpel thin around his neck. He wasn't
displaying weakness via turning his back, he was
showing Dazai what was being done.
If Chuuya thought Dazai was dead... Then...
Corruption would no longer have a counter...
So either he wasn't using it willingly...
Or Mori was tricking him into something...
His eyes narrowed and he clenched his teeth in
disgust for a moment. "Why are you here anyway?"
This needed to be done. They needed to get this over
with as soon as possible, due to the fact the second
Chuuya walked back upstairs, who knows what may
happen.
"I wanted to see if the Boss was finding something
else to mock me with." He hummed lowly. It was
tremendous that he hadn't even considered flattening
the building yet, however, possibly the shock of
finding out someone you quite possibly mourned over
for some time standing in front of you was enough to
silence that urge for now.
As the man glanced over his shoulder, Dazai watched
the dull blue eyes wander to the cuffs that held him
locked to the stone. Well, in reality, they weren't
holding him at all, they had been unlocked a while
ago but Dazai had usually preferred keeping up his
charades.
What was done next both amazed him, but didn't.
An unexpected kick connected with his ribs and sent
him sprawling across the floor, leaving him gasping
for air and struggling to stand up properly. It was
expected with the man who would battle his very own
shadow if he could.
"Fight me, Chuuya."
Chuuya? Huh? Turning again to him, Dazai felt a
small shiver crawl up his spine at the replicated
image of himself standing on the different side of the
room. But as he had compared it to earlier, this
mirror was one that warped his image, leaving him
with crimson hair and more than a few inches
shorter, however, the empty eyes and twisted grin
had in no way changed.
It was wrong to see Chuuya wearing the Demon
Prodigy's expression.
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