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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      文豪ストレイドッグス_|_Bungou_Stray_Dogs
  Relationship:
      Akutagawa_Ryuunosuke/Dazai_Osamu_(Bungou_Stray_Dogs)
  Character:
      Dazai_Osamu_(Bungou_Stray_Dogs), Akutagawa_Ryuunosuke_(Bungou_Stray_Dogs)
  Additional Tags:
      Suicide_Attempt
  Collections:
      Rare_Pair_Fest_2016
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-08-28 Words: 1579
****** Paint The Night Red ******
by higuchi
Summary
     It started in a night when the full moon shone brightly.
Notes
     For Paracyane. I hope you like this :)
     Underage warning is for implied sexual relationship between Akutagawa
     and Dazai when they were teenagers. The smut is in the anime/manga
     timeline, I think Dazai is 22 and Akutagawa is 20?
The moon was bloody red.
Akutagawa ran through the dirty street of the slum, uncaring of the pebbles
hurting his feet.
The storm was in his mind.
The images of his friends, lying on the ground, bleeding, mutilated from limb
to limb.
Dead.
He held the image tight in his heart as he came into the forest where he knew
the murderers will be.
He walked into a clearing, and the edges of his clothes had turned into blades,
ready to strike.
But what he found there froze him.
The men were all dead, their bodies lied scattered on the ground. In the center
of it all, a teenage boy, not much older than himself, stood facing him.
The strange boy smiled at him.
"Lovely night, isn't it?" he said.
The moon was as red as the blood bath before it.
That night, Akutagawa died and was reborn again.
+++
Being a mafia wasn't as big of a deal as Akutagawa previously thought. Mostly
he followed Dazai around, and killed whoever Dazai wanted him to kill.
Sometimes he felt like he was a dog.
But somehow along the way, it turned to be a purpose to him.
To be the best dog in Port Mafia.
Just for the scarce moments when Dazai pet his head, or smiled at him.
If that was how it should be, then so be it, Akutagawa thought.
+++
Dazai's training sessions were unbearable. Akutagawa's ability was useless
against him, yet Dazai still wanted him to fight by using it. Thinking was
never Akutagawa's strong point. He didn't understand what Dazai want of him.
"Is that all you've got?" Dazai said calmly as he stepped on Akutagawa's chest
who lied flat on the ground, bruised and bleeding already.
Akutagawa coughed blood, but Dazai's expression didn't change at all.
Dazai put his weight on his feet.
"Are you going to just lie there? Then just go back to the slum and be a stray
dog like you were before!"
The words incensed Akutagawa. He screamed and tried to push Dazai's feet off
him. Failing that, he leaned forward and bit Dazai's leg as hard as he could.
Dazai cursed and kicked his face, releasing his step on him.
Without thinking, he moved Rashomon to strike at the ground where Dazai stood,
creating a big hole under him. Dazai fell down, half buried by the rubbles.
"Dazai san!" Akutagawa shouted in panic and scrambled over to the sinkhole.
Dazai was staring at the ceiling of the abandoned warehouse, seemingly shocked
at what had just happened.
But then he looked at Akutagawa, and without being able to hold himself,
smiled. "That's not bad, Ryuunosuke kun."
Akutagawa thought that he could never be any happier.
+++
It was scary how much a human could get used to anything.
These days Akutagawa was so used to the smell of blood it didn't bother him
anymore.
He was also used to Gin's worried stare at him whenever he came home drenched
in blood.
And to stare at the dead eyes of the people he just killed.
In fact, he reveled on these things. They gave him some kind of identity,
something that was his alone.
He was Port Mafia's dog, Akutagawa Ryuunosuke.
+++
One could say that Akutagawa began to enjoy his life.
His "career" had advanced nicely, and he wasn't lacking anything materially.
Training with Dazai was still difficult and he never praised or acknowledge his
ability, but...
Outside that, some nights, Dazai would pull him into his bed, when he would
peppered him with kisses, wordlessly showered Akutagawa with his love, and they
would become one.
Secretly, Akutagawa hoped that life could be like this forever.
+++
In just one night, his life was crumbling apart.
+++
He found Dazai trashed in the air, noose wrapped tightly around his neck.
Akutagawa only stood and stare at him for awhile before he snapped out of it
and set Rashomon to cut the rope down.
"Dazai san," Akutagawa whispered, his voice almost vanished. He couldn't stop
shaking even after Dazai breathed normally again. He carried Dazai all the way
to his bed.
Dazai never said why he did it.
+++
Akutagawa was worried.
For the first time in his life, he was shaken to his core. He was afraid of
something. He was afraid of losing Dazai.
At night he held him tighter than he usually did.
+++
Dazai was gone.
He left without even saying goodbye to Akutagawa.
That night rashomon raged, destroying anything around it.
"Why!?" he asked and nobody answered. He had heard about the death of Dazai's
friend, the night he attempted to take his own life, and it made him even more
furious. What was Dazai's relationship with this friend? Was he not enough for
Dazai to keep alive?
Over time, Akutagawa learned that Dazai had reappeared in Yokohama, and had
joined Port Mafia's biggest obstacle yet, the Armed Detective Agency.
He thought about giving him a visit, but in the end decided not to.
He would make Dazai came to him. With whatever it took.
+++
He raged and raged, destroying the city bit by bit, hoping that eventually,
Dazai would show up if just to stop him.
He never did.
+++
They met, once again, in the night under the moonlight.
They actually had met in the afternoon of that day, when Dazai interfered with
his mission of catching Port Mafia's prey, the man tiger.
He left with as few words as he could restrained himself to say.
And that night, Dazai just casually appeared on the way to his home, smiling
that ever present god forsaken smile of his.
All the emotions rose in Akutagawa's heart. He wanted to scream, to attack, to
tell him that he...
"Ryuunosuke kun," Dazai stood in front of him and took Akutagawa's hand,
lightly tugging it.
And Akutagawa forgot about everything he wanted to say or do.
"Want to come to my place?"
+++
Akutagawa's heart beat really fast as they entered Dazai's small apartment. It
had been too long since he last had sex. In fact, he was practically celibate
ever since Dazai left.
He never wanted anyone but...
Right after the door was closed, Dazai hugged him from behind.
"Hold me tight tonight," Dazai asked softly, and all the memories rushed inside
Akutagawa's brain. How could he resist when Dazai asked in that kind of tone?
He turned around and kissed his ex mentor, his hands remembering the feeling
and shape of Dazai's body.
Dazai reached to his crotch, rubbing him through his pants. Akutagawa hissed as
he started to get hard.
He pushed Dazai to his knees, making him chuckled. "So impatient, Ryuunosuke
kun."
Dazai opened his pants just enough to free his dick, and eagerly took it into
his mouth. Akutagawa felt weak with all of his senses focused on one part of
his body. Rashomon started to move without him realizing it.
Dazai took a long lick from the base to his tip, sucking and pushing against
his hole with his tongue. He then took him deeper, trying to fit all of it
inside his mouth. It had been awhile since he had done this, and with
difficulty he managed to deep throat him, almost choking while doing so.
But Akutagawa knew that it was exactly what Dazai wanted.
He started to thrust into his mouth, choking him even more. He pulled Dazai
hair the way the he liked it. Akutagawa was getting near. Rashomon slithered up
Dazai's neck, wrapping its tendril around it, cutting off Dazai's air supply.
Dazai started thrashing around, lungs wanting the air it couldn't get. His
throat swallowed time and time again out of reflect around the dick filling his
throat fully, and Akutagawa couldn't hold it anymore.
He came right into Dazai's throat, and Dazai swallowed every drop of it.
Akutagawa moaned and with his whole body felt so weak, he fell down to the
floor. Dazai coughed in front of him, drool and cum dropping from his lips.
Akutagawa saw that the front of Dazai's pants was wet. He had come from just
being choked by his dick.
"Pervert," Akutagawa said softly, and Dazai just grinned at him.
+++
They spent the night refamiliarizing with each others' bodies, and when they
had been too tired they just lied side by side.
Akutagawa was getting sleepy when Dazai said,
"Ryuunosuke kun,"
"Hm?"
"Would you like to join the Armed Detective Agency?"
Akutagawa opened his eyes and looked at Dazai's. He could see what Dazai
implied.
They could be together, again. Like before.
Akutagawa tried to imagine it and what a nice dream it would be.
But he turned to Dazai and said, "Don't joke like that, Dazai san."
Dazai looked like he wanted to say something, but instead, he smiled somewhat
sadly.
"Beside," Akutagawa said, "I would never leave Port Mafia. This life, my life
is the most precious gift you had ever given me."
Dazai looked at him surprised with what he said, but then he smiled and pet
Akutagawa's hair gently. "I'm glad if you had found your reason to live,
Ryuunosuke kun," he said as he kissed the top of Akutagawa's head.
Akutagawa thought for a second.
"Can we still meet like this, though?" he asked.
Dazai smiled mischievously.
"Do you need to ask?"
Akutagawa pulled him for another kiss.
Moonlight shone brightly through the window. It was a full moon, but tonight,
instead of the usual red, it was a gentle shade of blue.
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