quicksand (Dazai X Reader)

conversations

Dazai wandered the streets of the city, walking with purpose, thinking about past events and what he will do in the future. He has not made a decision but what happened yesterday and today did shake his throne of bones a little. He stood before a fancy looking restaurant and stared at the big doors. His face had no expression or feeling, his eyes were empty, as he let out a deep sigh, his expression changed completely, there was a goofy smile on his lips, his eyes looked "happy". His clown disguise was on as he opened both of the doors with glee, skipping through the restaurant as the people inside it watched him with confusion.

"Excuse me sir, you need a reservation!" he heard the receptionist call after him and he just turned his head around a bit and flashed her a sweet smile.

"Oh, there's someone waiting for me already" he told her and kept walking towards his goal ignoring what the girl had to say.

He then got to a secluded part of the restaurant, deep in the back where the lights were dim and doors were closed, it was a private area that was heavily secured, the guard saw him and placed his hand in front of him to restrict his entrance to the closed off part of the building. Dazai just gave him a menacing look and the man moved, without a question, as he was let in, the detective in the sand colored trench coat kept his joyful walk until he reached one specific door, he opened without knocking.

Guns were raised and pointing at the former Port Mafia member, he just kept a grin on his face and walked in the room as if nothing were happening. The table had three men sitting on it, two corporate looking men and the other one, a sharp looking small man with ginger hair and a tacky hat.

"Everyone out, I need to have a word with the slug looking pipsqueak" Dazai said in a fake cheery tone. He could hear the safety being taken off guns. He looked directly at the three other men that were on the back of the room, Port Mafia guardogs. He walked up to them.

"You used to take orders from me, have you forgotten what happened to the ones that opposed me? Or do I need to remind you?" He said in a low and serious tone, making the three men flinch.

"Everyone, give us a moment please, it shouldn't take long." Chuuya spoke up and gave the order to his men to lower their weapons. "Take the gentlemen to have a drink at the bar while I settle this" he added motioning his men to take the business looking men out of the room.

Dazai stuck out his tongue to the guards and even the other people in the room, and walked to the table to take a seat in front of his former partner.

"Why the fuck are you being insufferable, this was a risky move, you know?" Chuuya asked, taking a sip of his wine glass.

"All my moves are calculated and since you were getting bold I thought I might as well do the same, and you know why I am here, so let's get down to business" Dazai answered, his joyful facade coming down and showing a serious side of him.

"I have nothing to say" Chuuya said looking straight at the person in front of him, he knew the look his browned haired crazy former partner had on his face, he was pissed.

"Oh really? Should I just send a little birdy to tell Mori you have been fraternizing with the enemy, and not only that, ignored a direct order to eliminate a target because of personal reasons?" Dazai said, pouring himself a glass of wine and taking a sip.

"Go ahead, if you are looking for reasons to keep her away from you that's the perfect one, she will actually hate you for doing that to me, so be my guest. We both end up losing." Chuuya said, resting his back on the back of the chair as if he was getting comfortable. This was a negotiation after all.

"You are putting her in unnecessary danger and you know it, so fuck off, she was fine when you were gone" Dazai said, venom in his voice, the grip on the glass getting tighter.