Another Story

Prologue

Dazai:
Did the bastard think he could just leave and get away with it? "I have nothing against you, Dazai!" We got into a fight when I found out where he went. I kicked him out of my house, the agency provides apartments for their workers anyways!

So now I'm living on my own, with no one but Akutagawa to keep me company, and he's a pain in the ass to converse with. He doesn't put up a fight like Chuuya used to.

I've moved all of his stuff out of our room and into the garage, he can get it back when he comes back to the mafia.

That's what we're assuming he'll do, anyways. That bastard in the Armed Detective Agency? We're all surprised by the fact he lasted more than a day.

Maybe if someone did shit about it, he wouldn't have left. Maybe if our boss wasn't an absolute asshole he wouldn't have left! But of course, Mori can't be a decent person for more than a minute.

I have a "big important meeting" today (according to Mori, but I have no clue what it's about and frankly I don't care. He said I wouldn't want to skip it like I have the past few.)

Fuck me! Is this really what my already pathetic life has turned into? Internet-stalking my ex to see if he's even debating coming back to us? Internet-stalking his co workers to see their opinion on him?

Sometimes I have no choice but to wonder, what the hell is wrong with me.

I open the door, Mori gives me a cold stare, "Dazai, you're five minutes late." The other executives stare at me. (I'm still surprised some of them are still executives, Akutagawa only got the title to take Chuuya's place, and Ace bribed the previous boss into giving him what he wanted and Mori just hasn't kicked him out yet.)

"You're lucky I even came." I take my seat next to Mori and Hirotsu, who offers me a cigarette which I gladly take.

"Now then, Dazai. I have a job for you."

Chuuya:
Work is so damn tiring, not nearly as much as with the mafia, which I only talk to Yosano and Ranpo about. I'm lucky to have the two of them to talk to about it, otherwise I think I would've gone insane by now. We eat lunch together, and have sleepovers once or twice a month (they mostly consist of gossip about work, or just ranting to Ranpo about our previous job.)

This past weeks been weird, though. I keep getting emails and calls from someone who said he never wanted to talk to me again.

I remember that conversation like it was yesterday.

"You're in the Agency now?!" Dazai and I were both yelling.

"I'm still willing to be with you, Dazai! I still love you more than anything!" I was trying to explain.

"No! No I will not live with a damn agency member, get the hell out!"

He's been calling, texting, sending emails. I changed my number and emails, I have no clue how he found them. I've been doing a good job at keeping my previous occupation under wraps, but if he keeps this up I'm not sure how long it'll be til the whole Agency knows.

I've not been answering any of them, but I decided to today during lunch, "The hell do you want, Dazai?!"

Ranpo gasps, and quickly swallows the cake he had in his mouth, "Dazai?"

There's no response over the phone, so I hang up. "Seriously, I'm about to file a report for harassment. The bastard has been bugging me for a while."

Yosano has already finished her meal, "What do you think the police would do about it? They're too cowardice to go up against the mafia, especially the execs."

She's right. The police wouldn't do much of anything against any of the mafia, especially the highest ranking executive, right under the damn boss. I'm surprised Mori hasn't been found dead yet.