3:The Devil Within

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Several days had passed, and Akutagawa had noticed something  was missing. Where was his punching bag Atsushi. Aku looked at his circle of friends at the lunch table, Chuuya included. Akutagawa then decided to fidget with his sleeves on his jacket, which was unusual him. Gin picked up on this and raised her eyebrow at him. He just ignored her as something was eating at the back of his mind. Did he hurt Atsushi so bad that he had to stay out of school  for almost a week now? Was the great Akutagawa starting to feel guilt? He suddenly slammed his head on the table. This definitely didn't go unnoticed by everyone at the table. even Dazai who was at least 3 tables over noticed.

"Uh, Akutagawa, man, are you okay?" His sister's mate Michizō Tachihara was the first to break the silence and ask.

"I'm just peachy, mind your own damn business, Tachihara." Aku sneered.

"Woah, someone's feisty today." Tachihara joked.

"When is he not." Chuuya snorted. Earning a glare from Akutagawa.
Normally, Aku would have started a fight with the short red head, but if there was one thing he feared in this  school, it was Dazai. The suicide obsessed bandage wasting device that was always close to Atsushi and his friends had somehow become top alpha in the school.

In this school, there are only two alphas that are feared.  Dazai, who is top alpha due to his father running the mafia, and Akutagawa, for being  the heir of a multi-billion dollar company. People either sucked up to them or feared them staying, as far away as possible.

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It was around  noon when Atsushi  bolted up in his bed,  sweating horribly and running a fever. He now remembered why he never took suppressants or wore his collar. He always got horribly sick after taking  them. Whether it be vomiting, a fever or just exhaustion. He usually stays home when he knows he's going to go into heat, but for some reason, it didn't even dawn on him this month.

He fell back in bed only to feel a sharp pain in the back of his neck. "What the hell?". He wondered, feeling around for something that  could have stabbed him. It wasn't until he started to feel like he was going to puke and pass out at the same time, that he realized there  was a collar around his neck. He looked around his room looking for his phone to input the passcode to unlock the collar only to hear the beep from behind him. Slowly  turning around, he saw his collar on his dresser blinking green. If this wasn't his collar, then whose was it. Instead of being a reasonable person and messaging the one person he knew would know the answer, he decided to try and pull it off, only to get stabbed by the spikes that came up whenever the collar was trying  to be forceful taken off. How could he have forgotten that. After struggling with it for a good 15 minutes, he gave up and collapsed on his bed with his hands covered in blood, absolutely exhausted. He decided to message the person who put this hellish contraption on him.

Just then, in the middle of class, Dazai's phone vibrated in his pocket.

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Sushi roll:Unlock the collar please.

Suicidal maniac : Oh hello lovely  little sushi roll. How was your slumber?

Sushi roll: Dazai, please get this collar off of me. I'm allergic to the suppressants.

Suicidal maniac: oh see  I can't do that, I'm in the middle of class and my "friend" isn't around  so just bear with it for a little longer it's not like you'll die.

Sushi roll: I hate you, and just make it official with Chuuya already, he's  already been marked by you and is expecting your child.

Suicidal maniac:.... how did you....?

Sushi roll: I'm not stupid. Hell, he even lives with you.

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As that last message sent Atsushi  passed out.

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