Ghost [Soukoku ] {Trigger warning }

8:Impossible {trigger warning}

Dazai walked to Kunikida's office  after parting ways with Chuuya, sitting down and spinning  in the chair across from Kunikida. “I'm here. Does the striping start now or later??””

Kunikida sighs with exasperation. Dazai never changes. “You're just showing me your arms and legs this time. This session will end fairly quickly today.” He seemed like he had something to do.

“So, taking of the shirt and pants still, right?” Dazai asked. He was slightly worried because he knew Chuuya had left what would be considered  claw marks, and not scratches, on his back, but he wasn't sure if he had left  marks elsewhere.

Kunikida simply nods. He doesn't say anything else as he sits there, looking at Dazai almost expectantly.

Dazai hadn't worn his bandages today except the one over his black  eye. He was amazed Kunikida hadn't noticed it yet. Standing up, Dazai unbuttoned the school uniform shirt  after taking off his tie, revealing the scar that looked like a bruise still. First thing that was noticeable on his chest were a few red marks from Chuuya. Next, was the huge bruise that was a dark purple and black on his ribs. Pulling off his shirt, his arms were littered in cuts some a few days old some scars. With that, he stood  there in front of Kunikida so he could  get looked over before he went to the second half of the check.

Kunikida had recognized that some were days old and he had inferred that what was under his eyepatch was a black eye, but he was curious about the first thing he noticed. As always. “So, what happened there?” He motioned towards the red marks. They were different, since they didn't really cut into skin as much as the others.

Dazai kinda blushed and scratched the back neck. “Um I'm not sure really “ he easily  lied he, wasn't  about  to say he fucked Chuuya less than 12 hours ago. He turned  around  so kunidida could see there were no more marks other than the claw marks also left by chuuya after his wrists were unbound.

Kunikida narrowed his eyes slightly, but didn’t ask any more questions, noticing the blush. There were also no new major injuries to be seen, so he left it at that. “Alright, you can go now, next time will be back to normal.”

“But, the bell hasn't rung yet.” Dazai said, as this, for some reason. counted as a class at this school.

“Then, you can stay here until the bell rings.” He then leaves to take care of something as one of the teachers who was on an early break came in to keep an eye on Dazai, remaining on her phone the whole time.

“Do I really need to be babysat? I'm a big boy who can take care of myself.” Dazai whines while he finishes redressing.

The woman shrugs. “I’m just being paid to do things around the school.” She mutters without even looking up from her phone.

Dazai sighed before he walked out to go to the bathroom, passing Chuuya's class on the way.

At that moment, some boys had been jabbing at Chuuya, physically and mentally. They were supposed to be working on a project, but he was too tired for this sh*t, and right after Dazai passed by the room, Chuuya had given an audible, “Shut the f*ck up.” The whole class pretty much paused for a second with how quiet it had gotten, before the other boy challenged with, “Or what?” This was going to turn out really bad. Especially when the very next split second, Chuuya swung his fist, hitting the other in the cushion of his gut, knocking the air out of him. The teacher had attempted to stop Chuuya, but it was more difficult than it looked.