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Rating:
Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning:
Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Category:
M/M
Fandom:
文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs

Relationships:
Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray
Dogs), Dazai Osamu & Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou
Stray Dogs), Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya

Characters:
Dazai Osamu (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nakahara
Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Mori Ougai (Bungou
Stray Dogs), Ozaki Kouyou (Bungou Stray Dogs),
Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs),
Akutagawa Ryuunosuke (Bungou Stray Dogs),
Fukuzawa Yukichi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Kunikida
Doppo (Bungou Stray Dogs), Port Mafia (Bungou
Stray Dogs) - Character, Armed Detective Agency
(Bungou Stray Dogs) - Character

Additional Tags:
Romance, Action/Adventure, Violence,
Obsession, Mafia Dazai, Mafia! Dazai,
saveChuuya2k16, ADA Chuuya, Yandere! Dazai,
Yandere Dazai
Language:
English
Series:
Part 1 of Mafia Dazai and ADA Chuuya ● Next Work
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Stats:
Published: 2017-07-02 Updated: 2020-08-31
Words: 115067 Chapters: 23/? Comments:
408 Kudos: 2486 Bookmarks: 465 Hits:
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Black Shadows
Shardstar

Chapter 8: The fall of Moby Dick

Summary:
The battle has reached its final
chapter.

"The Great Fitzgerald" has fallen

from grace.

The "Moby Dick" has started its

descent.

Ishmael survives the battle

against Moby Dick for "all men are
equal."

Her chains unbound by "Demon

Snow."

"The Beast under the Moonlight"

has emerged victorious and
"Rashomon" has gained a great
accomplishment.

But "For the Tainted Sorrow" he is

"No Longer Human."

Let the game of "Crime and

Punishment" begin.

Notes:
Happy Thanksgiving!!!!!!

For all the support and love you've

given "Black Shadows" and me, I
decided to post this new chapter.

Black Shadows has reached more

than 300 Kudos! Thank you!!!!!!!!

Also, thanks to greencup5 for her

amazing Betaing as usual.

Praise Soukoku for their existence!

(No matter what anyone says.
They're real.)

I hope you enjoy this chapter!

(See the end of the chapter for more
notes.)

VIII.

The Fall of Moby Dick

“Ugh, I don’t even know if I have the rights to do

this.” Chuuya grumbled in anger, annoyance
flashing across his face as he marched through the
hospital hall, a large bouquet of flowers and a
basket filled with fruits in each hand.

He had felt something akin to fear ( Akin. He didn’t

feel fear, Chuuya rationalized to himself) when he
had woken up on a bed that smelled of the familiar
scent of blood, bleach, and Dazai. For a moment he
had wondered if all his days in the Agency were a
dream, an elaborate manipulation of his mind in
order to escape the prison of Dazai’s room. He was
quickly broken out of that irrational thought when
he felt the pure ache that always accompanied
corruption. A small smile appeared on his face as
he realized that his time with the Agency was real.

It was quickly wiped off when he heard the sound

of running water being turned off. He froze, eyes
widening as he realized that he was in Dazai’s
room, weakened due to Corruption. Before he could
decide a course of action, the door to the restroom
opened and Dazai walked in. Chuuya looked away
with a slight blush when he realized that Dazai was
naked (without his stupid bandages for once!) with
only a small towel around his waist.

The man only yawned before going over to the

cabinet next to his bed and taking out a big roll of
bandages. Chuuya kept his eyes firmly on his lap,
trying to ignore the almost naked man next to him.
He blinked when the roll of bandages was dropped
into his lap. He looked up to see Dazai grinning at
him, all teeth gleaming in a predatory smile.

Chuuya lowered his gaze to the bandages and then

back up to Dazai’s expectant look. No no no no no.
He shook his head frantically, “No.” He pushed away
the bandages as if they burned, “No.”

“Why not?” Dazai questioned softly, “It’s not

something you haven’t done before.”

“No.” Chuuya firmly shook his head, his eyes wide,

“You can’t just tell me to use Tainted, to release
Corruption, and now drop this on me. That was
because there was no other choice. Dazai, we’re
over. You hear me? We’re over. Our partnership
ended the moment you bartered with Mori. The
moment you no longer put us as equals. Just
because we…” He trailed off when Dazai’s hand
reached to gently caress his cheek.

“Chuuya.”

Chuuya flinched, closing his eyes when he felt

Dazai lean closer to him, feeling the man’s warmth
and drops of water still clinging to the man’s skin.
His forehead met the man’s bare shoulder as he
was pressed into a hug.

“You’ve always been a terrible liar.” Dazai’s breath

ghosted over his ear. “You’re mine just as I am
yours.” Dazai said and if it was anyone else, it
would have been sappy as fuck but this was Dazai.

For all his pretence of being sappy and whatever

shit he spouted in front of other women, to Chuuya
his words were a threat and a promise. It was
something frightening.

“Now, don’t be difficult.” Dazai plopped down and

offered his arm to Chuuya, “I’ll do the rest, just my
upper body because it’s hard to do it alone, okay?”

Chuuya sighed before looking up to meet Dazai’s

eyes and felt something in him break. He reached
up to touch Dazai’s right eye, the one he kept
covered, “I thought…” he paused, “Your eye… what
happened?”

Dazai smiled, “I don’t have a partner in the Mafia

anymore, one that’ll watch my back.” His right eye
was dull, a light grey. It was a drastic contrast to
his sharp left eye whose intelligence hid the
shimmer of insanity.

“Don’t kid with me.” Chuuya snapped almost

sharply, “What happened…. What did you do?”

Dazai frowned, “Why do you think I did

something?”

At Chuuya’s look, Dazai relented, “It’s not like I

needed it anyways.” He muttered petulantly before
he smiled cruelly, “When you left, I truly looked at
the world with both eyes. I saw the light that
Odasaku and now you chase after so much and the
darkness I now reside in.” He paused before he met
Chuuya’s eyes evenly, “I found I didn’t like what I
saw.”

“So you blinded yourself?” Chuuya snapped in

anger.

“The light blinded me.” Dazai responded poetically

before continuing, “Enough about me. If you don’t
hurry, that little Mafia traitor is going to die soon.”

“Mafia traitor…?” Chuuya questioned.

Dazai signed, “Izumi Kyouka.”

“What?”

Dazai just nodded towards the bandages causing

Chuuya to growl before starting to wind the white
strips along the man’s right arm, his hands easily
going through the task.

“As loath as I am to see my Chuuya go,” Dazai

began, “I can’t have Yokohama’s destruction
happening so this is the only way to prevent it.”

“What are you-” Chuuya began only to be cut off by

Dazai’s look. Dazai continued with a low hum, “The
girl, Kyouka is going to need to die if we want to
win the war.”

“What?!” Chuuya stood up angrily, “What are you

saying? We’re going to sacrifice the girl for that?”

Dazai sighed, “That hat of yours must have

swallowed up your brain.” He grimaced, “Good
thing I trashed it.” He left Chuuya’s previous
questions unaddressed.

“...YOU WHAT?”

Dazai ignored Chuuya’s furious look as he pulled

the smaller man back onto the bed and gave the
bandages another pointed look causing the man to
sigh and start to bandage him back up again.

“As I was saying before all these other tangents, I

need you to go talk to Ango for me.”

“Sakaguchi?” Chuuya’s eyes narrowed, “After your

episode with him?”

“Exactly that. Now, here’s what you need to do…”

And that was why Chuuya was currently standing in

front of the hospital door with the name Sakaguchi
Ango printed in the name plate.

He reached towards his head to flatten his hat on

his head, freezing when he realized that he didn’t
have it on him. A murderous aura began to
surround him as he remembered Dazai’s comment,
“That fucking asshole! He murdered my hat and
just dropped this information on me so that I forgot
to beat the shit out of him for that!”

Chuuya glared at the nameplate before slamming

the door open, “Sakaguchi!....” He trailed off when
he stared at the hospitalized man.

He was completely covered in bandages from head

to toe, obviously in critical condition. The man was
awake though and stared at him with an
unimpressed look.

“I doubt that the hospital encourages such

murderous intent outside a patient's door.” he said
cooly, “Have you come to kill me?”

Chuuya blinked, “What happened to you?”

“Well, after you gave me to the agents, we were

ambushed by some men who crashed into us with
their car.” Ango gave him an icy glance, “Turns out
that only the airbags in my seat malfunctioned. Any
particular reason for that, Nakahara-san?”

“Are you implying that I did something?” Chuuya

gave him an angry glare. Before losing focus for
why he came in the first place, he took a deep
breath, “I don’t know about your airbag problem
although I’m pretty sure that the culprit of that is
the murderer of my hat.”

“Your hat…?” Ango glanced at his bare head, “Ah,

so that’s why there was so much killing intent
outside my door.”

Chuuya sniffed as he dropped the flowers and

basket on the small table next to Ango’s bed. “That
Dazai…” He trailed off to survey Ango.

“So, why are you here?” Ango tilted his head, “I’m
guessing it has to do something with Dazai-kun,
no?”

Chuuya’s face twisted as if he had swallowed

something vile. “The Detective Agency will take
care of the injuries you’ve gotten from the car
crash and Mafia.”

Ango’s eyes narrowed, “And? For what?”

Chuuya hesitated before continuing, “A member of

the Agency was captured by the military police. We
want to rescue her, before the final showdown with
the Guild.”

“Ah, the one who killed 35 people..?”

Chuuya gave a short nod.

“From what I’ve heard, she’s being held on board a

UAV used for isolating dangerous ability users.”
Ango informed him.

Chuuya tilted his head, “You guys can do something

about it, right?”

“Indeed. It’s possible for the Special Ability

Department to override the law and give pardon…
given that the girl… is really a member of the
Agency.” Ango met Chuuya’s eyes seriously.

“What? Kyouka-chan isn’t a member of the

Agency?” Atsushi exclaimed.

Tanizaki sighed, “‘Not yet a member because she

hasn’t taken the ‘admissions test.’”

“You’ve taken it as well, right?”

Atsushi paused, remembering the test with the

Agency and his selfless but stupid action with the
bomb.

It was true that Kyouka hadn’t gone through the

admission test...

--

“Murder is murder.” Ango gave Chuuya a shrewd

look, “While it’s true that the Special Ability
Department and the Armed Detective Agency share
a collaborative partnership, my authority is not
sufficient to grant amnesty to someone, who, on
top of not being an Agency member, is a mass
murderer to boot.” Ango paused, closing his eyes,
“We would, however, gladly offer other forms of
assistance… for instance, providing support in your
operations against the Guild.”

Chuuya glared at Ango, keeping himself from barely

cracking the hospital floor, much less bringing the
whole building down. To be honest, he didn’t really
care personally about that girl who had made her
own choices in this war. However… his mind
flickered briefly to his student, Atsushi and his
foster mother of sorts, Kouyou. The two of them
cared for her and the girl reminded him a teensy bit
of himself.

Before he could respond (threaten him with more

harm), his cell phone rang. With a sigh, he flicked it
open, “Chuuya here.”

“Do you still pick up your phone without looking at

the caller ID?” Dazai’s smooth and annoying voice
sounded over the phone.

“The Agency phone is as safe as the Mafia’s.”

Chuuya snapped disgruntled, “And less people call
me for ransom and those that do are usually
important.”

“I’m guessing Ango said something unsatisfactory?

You’re very grumpy.”

“You know what he said or else you wouldn’t be

calling at all.” Chuuya growled.

“Give him the phone. I need to talk to him.” Dazai

ordered. Chuuya paused, he considered hanging up
and ignoring what Dazai wanted him to do. These
days, he really felt like Dazai’s bitch again, biting
when Dazai ordered, coming when Dazai called.

“If you hang up, Kyouka-chan’s going to die~”

Chuuya looked to the sky and prayed to whatever

thing was up there that he would have enough
control to not crush his phone.

He took a deep breath and thrusted his phone at

Ango, “Sakaguchi. Phone. Now.”

Ango’s face had turned completely blank but

Chuuya’s keen eyes could see a small sheen of
sweat on his brow. Ango shakily picked up the
phone.

He paused before saying, “Dazai-kun.”

Chuuya didn’t know whether to feel off at the fact

that Ango had immediately known who he had been
talking to. With a sigh, he crossed his arms and
waited for Dazai to finish talking since Ango
obviously wasn’t saying anything.

“Very well.” Ango finally said. “If what you say is

true… we will offer you support.” He offered the
phone back to Chuuya who put it back to his ear.

“Chuuya, listen carefully. Tell Atsushi-kun that his

job is to infiltrate the Moby Dick alone. Detective-
san should know what to do. You will hand him a
com link that’ll be in direct access to me. I will
direct his movements.” There was a long pause
before Dazai said, “No matter what, don’t go up to
Moby Dick or else you’ll play my hand and you
won’t like what you’ll see.”

“Is that a threat?” Chuuya hissed as he gave a

short nod to Sakaguchi before he left the room and
walked towards the entrance of the Hospital.

“Oh my dear hat-rack… oh wait you don’t have a

hat anymore.” Chuuya sputtered angrily, “Why
you-”

“When have I ever threatened anybody? I don’t do

threats! That’s too much effort. It’s fact.
Statement.” Dazai replied breezily. “Now, unlike
some chibi-detectives, I have work to do.”

“For once.” Chuuya grumbled, ignoring Dazai’s

whine before he hung up. He stared at the sky,
“Your plan better work asshole.”

Atsushi landed neatly onto Moby Dick, easily

infiltrating its depth. He hesitantly pressed the com
that Chuuya had handed to him on his ear and said,
“I’m in.”

“Good work Atsushi-kun. ” Dazai praised him.

Atsushi twitched at hearing the Mafia Executive’s
voice over the comlink. When Chuuya had proposed
the idea in front of everyone, the whole Detective
Agency had refused… except Ranpo-san who had
calmly said in an amused voice that this situation
might be for the best.

Atsushi didn’t really see it although, Dazai-san had

helped them multiple times in the past and the man
had treated him somewhat kindly… more so than
many others could claim. However, even the beast
in him was oddly subdued near the man and his
nose, oh his nose, itched with the scent of blood
and death that always accompanied the man like a
cloak.

“How is it in there?”

“Very quiet.” He answered, “Nobody’s here… this is

strange, where is everyone?” He reached over and
opened the door when a voice answered him,
“Practically, everyone has fled.”

Atsushi flinched back in shock. A familiar, well

dressed aged man was sitting on a rocking chair
with his legs crossed. He had a small pipe in his
hand as he met Atsushi’s eyes evenly.

“Whoever’s left will also be taking the next freighter

off Moby Dick.” he tapped his pipe, “You know why,
kiddo?”

Atsushi stared at him shock, ‘That’s right! This

man… he’s the one who called on Moby Dick.’

The man gave him a solemn glance, “Because the

war is coming to an end. The next blow will reduce
all the Guild’s enemies to ashes…. Along with Moby
Dick.”

“Ashes… don’t tell me!”

“You must’ve planned to sneak in while it was

heavily manned. However, the main forces of the
Guild are operating off board right now.”

“Don’t you find it strange?”

A white car was rushing along the road. Mark Twain

glanced outside the car from his seat in the back,
“Hurry up Steinbeck, or else we’ll be caught in it.”

“Yea, stage two of the incineration of Yokohama:

“The fall of Moby Dick.” If the plan is executed, this
city, already wrecked by the cursing ability, will be…
“

“ Completely annihilated. Furthermore, the

impact will….”

“The area of impact… econompasses the Detective

Agency’s and the Mafia’s bases…?!” Atsushi looked
at the man in horror.

The man stood up, “The descent has already

started. Impact is less than an hour.”

“But the Moby Dick is your ability! You should be

able to stop it!” Atsushi yelled desperately.

“Moby Dick is indeed my ability.” The man admitted

sorrowfully, “But with 70% of its structure
weaponized, I no longer have any control over it.”

Atsushi tapped his com, “You heard that Dazai-

san?! We must abort the operation and began
evacuating.”

“Listen Atsushi-kun. No change of plans.” Atsushi

stared in shock as Dazai continued. His voice had
turned cold and commanding, “Seize control over
Moby Dick with your own hands and stop its
descent. The only one who can do that is you, who
is currently on board.”

Atsushi gasped before meekly questioning, “Dazai-

san… you’ve predicted this situation, didn’t you?”

“I did consider the possibility.” Dazai admitted,

“But even taking that into account, I still believe
you’re the best choice.”

“Even above all the other Mafia users? Even over

Chuuya-san?” Atsushi questioned sharply.

Dazai hummed, “Essentially yes. Chuuya would’ve

been ideal, of course, but he’s currently indisposed
after our last mission together. Therefore, you are
the best choice. Don’t question me. Can you do it
or not?”

“.....,” Atsushi closed his eyes, “How can I stop this