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"Anything else you want boss? This guy would be a lot easier if he was de-"
"No killing Dazai."
....
"Yes sir!" He cheered.
He untensed and started to walk away, about to leave him to the clean up crew.
"Osamu. Kill."
His mind blanked.
He doesn't remember killing the man. He blinked and the man's head was just... Suddenly..... In his hand. Away from his body....
He really thought he had gotten over the training. It has been 4 years already. Why was his body still reacting like it does anything Mori tells him to do?
He hates himself.
He looks at the knife, ready to stab himself.
He couldn't live with himself. He broke Odasaku's promise....
"Oi. Mackerel. Not on my watch you don't." Chuuya was there.
When had Chuuya gotten there?
The knife was suddenly out of his hands and onto the floor sever feet away.
"I'm going home."
He had one hell of a morning the next day. Kunikida had chewed him out for killing someone. Saying how he was a piece of shit for killing someone under the ADA's jurisdiction.
It had been about a week before things started to calm down.
Been a month since he last heard his ex boss's voice.
"Kunikidaaaaaa." Dazai moaned out. "I just wanna go homeee."
"You need to work. I don't care how long you have to stay today, just do your work."
"Atsushiiiii. Tell Kunikida to let me go home. You've got my work handled, right?" He tilted his head, smiling as sweetly as he could."
Atsushi squeaked, head shooting up. "Of.... Of course Dazai-San."
With that, Dazai hopped out of his chair. It was only half past 12.
Fukuzawa strode in, a face full of business.
"Everyone listen up. Today, the Port Mafia's boss, Ogai, has agreed to meet up with us. With a request to have everyone present."
Dazai seemed to freeze a bit at that, quickly relaxing his muscles again.
"Meh. Boss. I feel kind of sickkk." Batting his eyes, trying to look as innocent as he can. Trying to weasel his way out of the situation.
"Dazai- Please. He said 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦. Please?"
......
Silence from him.
"Of course he'll stay. Dazai won't flake out on you sir!"
Oh little Atsushi. Always trying to help.
"Yup!!! You can count on me boss!!!!"
"Good! Now. It will start at 1:30. I expect everyone to be there." He spoke calm and collected. Perusal.
It finally was time when the meeting would commence. Everyone was in their places.
"Yukichi! What a pleasant surprise. Everyone here?"
"Of course Ogai. Per request."
"Good. Good. Now...." Mori sat down, "Dazai. Come here."
Dazai tumbles out of his seat, immediately crawling towards Mori. Everyone silent with shock. They've never seen Dazai act like this. He was so.... Obedient.
He sat in front of Mori, curling into a ball and tucking his head into his legs.
A click rang through the room. Yosano's head snapped towards Mori, trembling. Knees locking and head shaking no.
Dazai uncurled and crawled into Mori's lap. Face close to his, hot breath hitting each other's cheek.
"Good boy Dazai. Reward time." Mori gave Dazai a rough kiss, leaving him weak, back arched and hands pawing him.
"STOP!" Yasono screamed, hands over her ears. Ranpo looked horrified. He was still frozen like he was when he first heard the click.
"Mori-Sama. I'll be good. I'll be your good boy. Please. Please. I'll be so good. Anything for you." Rubbing against the older man, trying to have as much contact as possible.
"What the hell?!?! Dazai! Get off of him."
"Dazai. Down."
Dazai immediately followed orders. He jumped off his lap and onto the floor. Head leaning against Mori's leg while his head was being pet.
Another click.
Yasono threw up. She couldn't take it anymore. Her past trauma hitting her like a brick.
"NO! STOP! I. DON'T. WANT. TO."
"Yosano!" Fukuzawa was trying to reach out to her, he was hugging her and trying his best to comfort her.
"Am I good? I'm so good, right? Right master? I can be good."
"Oh Dazai, the best. Only for me."
"Only for you."
"What are you doing to Dazai sir? Why is he..... Acting like this?" Akutagawa was timid in asking, he was paler than usual, probably from what just went down in a short period of time.
"Oh. Nothing. Just calling him my good boy makes him so happy. Makes him so.... Obedient."
"Only you. Only you. Only you." Dazai was on a rant at this point. His eyes hazy. Pupiles blown wide. He looked high off of the praise.
"Sir. Get them out of here. Please. Yasono and Dazai are having bad reactions to Mori."
"Ougai. Get out. I don't want to see you for a while."
"Of course Yukichi." Mori went to stand, but Dazai whined. Like a dog. "Oh. Dazai, don't. You'll make me sad. That's right. You left me. What a bad boy you are. Aren't you?"
"NO! NO! I'M GOOD. I'M YOUR GOOD BOY!!! I PROMISE THAT I'LL BE LOYAL TO YOU. DON'T LEAVE ME. PLEASE." Dazai was pleading, tears running down his face, he looked panicked.
"Well.... You would have to leave the ADA."
"ANYTHING."
"Dazai-San, no-"
"You heard him Yukichi, he's back with me now. We'll be on our way."
"Osamu-"
"Only he can call me that." He glared, his eyes piercing through him.
"....Of course... Dazai." He coughed awkwardly, "Are you.... Sure?"
"If I can stay with him, yes."
.......
"Dazai-San. Please don't go."
Dazai didn't seem to hear him.
His eyes were trained on Mori's hand.
"Come Dazai."
Dazai scrambled on all 4s, not wanting to be an inch away from his master.
"Hey... Bandages, why are you.... Why are you acting like this? This is creepy."
"Chuuya. Please. Osamu needs to rest for now." Mori smirked as he lifted Dazai into his arms, regaining his favorite toy from the opposing side. "Nothing else matters than him, and the game I just won."
Chuuya gulped.
"Yes sir." He trembled.