Honey, look at me and tell me what you took, what’d you take?

文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
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Honey, look at me and tell me what you took, what’d you take?
Summary
Everything’s going well in their group of friends. Little did they know what lied ahead of them after Dazai’s favourite teacher, and one of his favourite people, Oda Sakunosuke died from an accidental overdoes.Or, Oda dies, Dazai gets all sad and basically ghosts everyone, his friends get all sad too and plan to help Dazai.Or, Dazai angst and Chuuya angst from Chuuyas pov
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Prologue

When someone looked at Chuuya Nakahara, one would assume he was a troublemaker. One who knows him, knows thats not entirely wrong. There’s much more to his personality than being a lowlife troublemaker who steals from verity stores when hes bored. Those closest to him would say he has quite the temper, but he’s soft and caring to those he respects. He’s incredibly loyal to his friends. He’s humorous and is very fun to be around. Sure, he does have a side to him that likes to play on the risky side of life. But, that’s just who Chuuya Nakahara is.

Now, the annoying idiot beside him? He’s a straight up asshole. Osamu fucking Dazai. When someone first meets him, they like him. He’s funny, and has quite a charming personality that draws people in. However, his friends? They hate him, to an extent. He’s a thorn in their side, and an absolute brat. He will manipulate those around him for his own personal gain. Sure, he’s fun to be around, but he’s the devil in disguise. Which could be why him and Chuuya, despite their annoyance for each other, get along great. Mostly.

“Oh for fuck sakes. Just pick! It’s either chocolate flavoured milk, or normal regular milk. It’s not that difficult!” The short redhead exclaimed angrily. He was forced to sit in this line and wait for his friend to get his food. If he didn’t, the bastard would end up never showing to the spot their friend group eats lunch.

The brunette scoffed and flicked his wrist. “Only one with a small brain like yours can’t tell the very obvious difference.”

“I don’t have a small brain, Dazai!” Since when did chocolate milk and regular milk have any difference besides taste and most likely healthiness. Not like Dazai gave a shit about healthiness.

“Tsk. King of denial.” Dazai’s eyes scanned the milk again before finally making up his mind. “I’ll have a bottle of water, please!”

Chuuya felt his annoyance rise an increasing alarming amount. “Are you for real?” He was glaring daggers at the male in front of him.

Dazai looked at him confused as he placed his water bottle onto his tray. “What? I wasn’t in the mood for milk it turned out.”

“So I had to sit here for minutes while waiting for your indecisive ass to pick something you weren’t even considering?” And that right there, is exactly why Dazai was the absolute worst human being on planet earth.

“Well, you didn’t have to.” The brunette shrugged as he walked past Chuuya.

“You fucker.”

<~>

“I hate university. It’s so boring compared to high school.” Akiko Yosano grumbled as she took a bite out of her poorly made cafeteria sandwich. Yosano was in the medical profession, learning to be a doctor. Luckily, she had one of the best doctors as her teacher. Ougai Mori, who’s also commonly referred to as Dazai’s adopted dad.

“Tell me about it. At least in high school we actually had fun lectures.” Edogawa Ranpo said as he took another handful out of his chip bag.

“Look on the bright side of things! We get to stay in awesome dorms by ourselves!” Nakajima Atsushi exclaimed as he flopped back onto the grass.

Chuuya hummed in agreement. One of the pros of going to such a high rated and government funded school, was that they had the money for individual dorms. Sure they weren’t as big as a jointed dorm would be, but it was enough. Besides, there was a common area on each floor with fun activities. The group often hung out there.

Their friend group consisted of 10 people: Chuuya Nakahara, Osamu Dazai, Ryunosuke Akutagawa, Gin Akutagawa, Edogawa Ranpo, Doppo Kunikida, Akiko Yosano, Edgar Allen Poe, Nakajima Atsushi, and Ichiyo Higuchi.

“I also love it. It’s quiet and it allows me to study when I want, and I won’t be judged by some people here.” Doppo Kunikida said, emphasizing the ‘some people’.

Gin Akutagawa rolled her eyes. “I’m all about beauty sleep myself, but 8? Seriously? That was my bedtime as an eight year old.”

“Well I’m sorry for trying to have a good sleep schedule. Unlike some people.” The blonde shot back.

“Just you telling us that resulted in you getting judged. That really says something, Kunikida.” Dazai said with a half shrug.

“Oh, shut it Dazai. I never asked for your opinion.” The blonde snapped.

“Okay, old man.” Dazai snickered under his breathe with resulted in Kunikida slapping him. The group laughed for a little at Dazai’s stupid pouty face he was giving Kunikida, who looked downright pissed.

Chuuya liked his group. They had lots of fun.Sure most of them met in this university, but they all quickly bonded. They all have the one person they’re closest to, but they also function greatly as a huge group. Never a dull moment, especially in their group chat.

Higuchi cleared her throat, getting the attention of her friends. “How about we have a beach weekend? My mom owns a nice beach house more towards Kamakura Zaimokuza beach!”

Yosano’s eyes visibly lightened. “YES. I don’t care what you guys say, you’re going. Unless you have weekend plans already.”

Ranpo tapped his chin in thought before shaking his head. “I don’t! I’ll see if Edgar wants to come. He probably will.”

“Wait..Ichiyo? Do you even have enough rooms for eleven of us?” Gin questioned, because that’s a lot of room needed.

The blonde nodded as she got up to stand. “Of course I do! Some of us might have to call the living room home for the weekend however.”

“I’ll sleep on the couch. I don’t mind! You all can get a bed.” Atsushi quickly volunteered, not leaving room for argument (in his eyes).

“Sweet! I’ll text you all the rest of the information later tonight after I ask my mom for permission. Anyway, I have to get to class. Bye!” Higuchi quickly walked away, heading towards the building her classes are in.

Higuchi was specializing in nursing. It fit her well in Chuuya’s opinion. She was a very sweet girl, never once has she been mean. She’d make a great nurse.

Gin stood up not soon after, declaring her leave as well. “We should all probably head to class. Most of your guys classes start soon.”

She was specializing in comp science, and she was finding great joy in it. Not only is she good at it which makes it a good thing for her to specialize in, but the salary after was something she was absolutely looking forward to.

Chuuya himself was specializing in astronomy. Sure it wasn’t something most people would think someone like him would be interested in, but he absolutely loved space. Plus, that too has a good salary. Which means he gets to do something he loves for the rest of his, and gets good money for it.

The redhead stood up and dusted off his pants. “She’s right. My class starts in ten minutes. I’ll text you guys tonight.”

He turned around and headed towards his class. Right now was one of his elective classes. Personal Finance. His ‘favourite’. With probably the worst teacher to exist in the school as the teacher. Mr. Fitzgerald. He was heavy on work. Chuuya’s brain was fried after his class everyday. Thankfully, it was often his last class.

Chuuya walked into the class and to his seat. Flinging his bag over his chair and grabbed out his pens. Time for the most boring hour of his entire day.

<~>

When Chuuya got home, he was thankful it was the weekend. Not just a normal weekend, a three day weekend. The teachers had a huge meeting on Monday, so all classes were canceled for the day. Which meant a longer time at the beach. Much to his liking. Nothing beat sitting in the sun, playing volleyball in the sand, swimming in the ocean, and building terribly made sandcastles that fall apart as you build it.

He checked the group chat to see a very positive text from Higuchi.

Blonde: Good news! She said yes as long as we don’t leave it a complete mess! (15:06)

He felt the excitement grow in him knowing it was confirmed. He was so fucking pumped now. He absolutely loved weekends away with his friends. They always made the best memories.

Shortstack: HELL YES! (15:07)

Mummy: yay! (15:07)

Tigerboy: Yess! Can’t wait for tomorrow! (15:08)

Blondie: Okay we’ll meet up in the common room on the third floor since that’s where most of us are located at 10 am! (15:09)

Grandpa: Okay. Sounds like a plan. (15:09)

Detective: Edagr can come btw! Definitely not forcing him! (15:09)

American: Youre forcing me. (15:10)

Detective: Don’t listen to him guys. Ivan sensei fried his brain! (15:10)

Alcohol: Wait. We have a teacher named Ivan? (15:10)

Mummy: you never knew? he teachers world language (15:11)

Alcohol: I took writing. Not world language. (15:11)

Self taught barber: Gin, everyone knows about Ivan-sensei (15:11)

Alcohol: calling me a nobody now? how nice of you Ryuu (15:12)

Doctor: The disrespect (15:12)

Mummy: sibling love! (15:12)

Blondie: Single child here! (15:12)

Detective: Same! (15:13)

American: I wanted a sibling when I was younger (15:13)

Mummy: I had an older brother then a younger sister. I’m done with siblings now (15:13)

Shortstack: Older brother for me (15.13)

Alcohol: Brother :( (15:14)

Tigerboy: adopted sister! (15:14)

Mummy: adopt me please atsushi. please. (15:14)

Tigerboy: No. (15:14)

Shortstack: HA (15:14)

Doctor: I can’t tell who I feel worse for. Mori for adopting Dazai and having to deal with him willingly, or Dazai. (15:15)

Mummy: me. (15:15)

Shortstack: Dazai (15:15)

Alcohol: Dazai (15:15)

Home life for Dazai wasn’t something the brunette often talked about it, however the whole group picked up on the subtle hints thats it wasn’t good. He hates Mori and often gets quiet when he’s mentioned, and he avoids questions about his life before being adopted by Mori.

Shortstack: I have to pack, brb. (15:16)

He turned off his phone and plugged it into the charger on his nightstand. Chuuya stood up and went to his closet to find some clothes that would work for a beach vacation at some fancy house. It took about an hour (fine, two.), and one full suitcase till he finished. Of course is this Chuuya we’re talking about, so he had to pack the best of the best. He wasn’t going to let any other male outdo him in best dressed, even if it wasn’t a competition.

He then decided to straighten up his dorm a little since we won’t be home on his regular cleaning day. Every Saturday, no matter the amount of motivation he has, Chuuya cleans his entire dorm. Sweeps two weeks in a row, then mops, repeat. Dusts every piece of furniture off, then straighten his desk up. That usually involves him actually putting the lose papers into their designated spot in his binder for school and reorganizing the notes hung on the wall. Throws out the old study sheets, and makes room for that weeks upcoming tests. He also cleans his bathroom as well, a deep clean once a month. He washes all his dirty clothes from that week, and then once they’re dry he folds them and puts them back in the drawer. Once a month he washes his sheets.

However, he only had time to do a quick load of laundry, a small dust, a straighten up of his desk, throw out his garbage, and straighten the kitchen. He’ll do a better clean next Saturday when he’s hopefully somewhat free.

Once he finished that Chuuya made himself a bowl of ochazuke. He cooked just enough for a single bowl, to make sure he didn’t have leftovers because they’d go bad by time he came back. He really didn’t feel like cleaning his dorm again because it smelled like expired ochazuke. Too much work.

After that he washed his dishes and had himself a hot shower. He let the warmth relax his muscles and make him calmer. Nothing beats a hot shower after a long day of school.

With that, Chuuya called it a night. He flopped back into bed and pulled out his phone to check what was happening in the group chat.

Mummy: odasaku once fell down my stairs (21:00)

Shortstack: The fuck (21:00)

Blondie: CHUUYA YOU CAME BACK (21:00)

Alcohol: Okay but wait..whats the car situation for tomorrow? (21:01)

Detective: I claim Poe! (21:01)

American: Oh no. (12:01)

Mummy: Oh chuuyaaa~ (12:01)

Shortstack: No. (12:02)

Alcohol: Okay so we have three cars and ten of us. So, heres the car deal since Kunikida is asleep. (12:03)

Tigerboy: oh no (13:04)

Alcohol: Car 1, Akiko, Ichiyo, and me. Car 2, Doppo, Atsushi, and Ryuu. Car 3, Chuuya, Osamu, Edgar, Edogawa (13:05)

Self Taught Barber: Fuck you Gin.

Chuuya chuckled as he set his phone down. If he wanted energy to actually do things tomorrow, and drive, he might as well get some sleep. So with that, he slowly drifted off to sleep. As he slept his mind was going over what it thought the weekend would bring, creating scenarios. It was a peaceful sleep.

<~>

The alarm blared in his ear. Annoyed with it, the ginger grabbed his phone and harshly tapped the “stop” button. He slowly sat up and got out of bed. Before leaving he might as well grab something to eat. He casually grabbed a granola bar and an apple. After eating, he brushed his teeth and got changed. He shoved his last minute essentials into his suitcase and left his dorm, locking it behind him.

By time he reached the common area, a few people were already waiting. Kunikida, Higuchi, Poe, Ranpo, Gin, and Ryuu. He was a bit earlier than their agreed meeting time, which honestly shocked him. He didn’t expect to be out before Atsushi and Yosano. Everyone would beat Dazai. In fact, the stuoid mackerel is probably still sleeping. He has a habit of staying up to ungodly hours of the night and then sleeping till god knows when.

“Chuuya!” Higuchi called him over with a wave, her happy energy expressed in her movements and voice.

“Mornin’” he nodded towards the group as he sat down on one of the sofas. This wait could be anywhere from ten minutes to an hour. Fucking Dazai.

A few minutes later, a dark purple head was spotted coming out of an elevator. Yosano lived a floor above where the majority of them live, which is why she took the elevator. Even if it was a five second ride. “Sorry I’m late. I couldn’t find my sunglasses ANYWHERE.”

Gin chuckled before shifting on the sofa she was sitting on to make way for Yosano. “No worries. We’re still missing Dazai and Nakajima. You’re not the late one.”

Kunikida pipped in from a different sofa, across from Gin. “You were actually a whole ten seconds early. So you weren’t even late.”

Not even a second later, a white ball of hair dashed into the middle of the circle made of sofas. “IM SO SORRY KUNIKDIA AND EVERYONE ELSE! I SLEPT PAST MY ALARM ON ACCIDENT AND I-“

“It’s fine kid. Chill.” Chuuya instantly saw the kid relax as a sigh of relief pushed itself out of his body.

“Thank god. I would feel terrible if I kept you all waiting because i stayed up too late.” He softly muttered as he slowly sat down on the edge of a sofa, not daring to get comfortable.

Ranpo rolled his eyes as he aimed a lollipop at Atsushi. “Yeah, we’re waiting on Dazai. Not you. You should know that by now.”

“…Right. Sorry Ranpo-san!” Atsushi knew damn well how Dazai would inconvenience everyone by being late on purpose.

Roughly 10 minutes after the agreed meeting time, the idiot finally showed himself. “Good morning, dear friends!”

Chuuya let out a loud groan. “Shut the fuck up. Your voice is already annoying me and we haven’t even gotten to the fucking car.”

“That sounds like a you problem.”

“YOU LITTLE-“

“Guys, we should go now..continue the argument in the car. I can’t deal with you two right now.” Higuchi stood up and grabbed her bags, everyone following per suit. And thus, the start of amazing weekend happened. Little did the group know, there was a huge storm up ahead. One that would rock the foundation of their friendship, and make their lives all hell for a little.

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