It was around 3pm when Atsushi and Dazai arrived at the Agency, which looked amazing given that it was so full of alcohol last night, the air could have registered on a breathalyzer, but the windows were opened and the place was wiped down so that no one could have known what had happened the night before if it weren't for most of the employees having obvious hangovers. Dazai, Junichirou, Kunikida, Naomi, and Atsushi were apparently the only people not feeling the effects.

Dazai and Atsushi were planning on sneaking off to have fun, but the others were going to the cafe to hang out and they wanted them to come along. Dazai had to sit at the bar because of his outstanding tab, but Atsushi didn't mind that much until he started paying attention to what he was saying to the waitress,

"Would you strangle me with these beautiful hands~?" He flirted, making Atsushi feel insecure. Kunikida must have noticed his emotions before the brunette because the blonde man only needed one glance at the boy to become pissed,

"My hands might not be as pretty as hers but if you're looking for someone to break your neck, I think I deserve that honor!" he yelled angrily. Atsushi wasn't looking but he definitely heard a loud thud from some kind of painful contact, like kicking or punching, maybe. It would probably be best for him to change the subject, and if he drew Dazai's attention, his boyfriend would stop flirting with the waitress… He really needed to ask later if Dazai was completely gay or if he went both ways. Atsu hoped it was the former because he was the only guy Dazai had shown any interest in as of late. The weretiger could feel his tail behind him; he still didn't have great control of his ability, but he was starting to figure out that they connected to his emotions. He sighed,

"So what did you guys do before you were agents?" A simple question that devolved into a frantic guessing game on what Dazai's job used to be and an afternoon of teasing because one of Atsushi's guesses was a model, and then another guess mentioned only to the brunette was a pornstar. Nope, but Dazai was flattered he thought either were correct. The day went by so fast; Atsushi blinked and suddenly they were back at the agency, it was almost sunset.

Atsushi was about to try sneaking off with Dazai again when a blonde woman came in, Dazai kneeled in front of her, holding her hand,

"Such a beautiful lotus flower, would you care to join me in a double suicide?" Atsushi got really upset,

"Dazai! Stop flirting with other people!" he yelled, dragging the brunette away from her, "I'm not okay with you acting like this," he mumbled quietly, Dazai stood up and kissed him gently,

"Atsushi-kun, I'll look at the menu but I'm not ordering anything else," Atsushi sweatdropped at the lame pickup line, allowing Kunikida to drag the brunette to a different room and beat the crap out of him. He was flirting with just a few too many people today, this would teach him a lesson. He turned his attention to the woman, letting her tell her story as blows echoed throughout the building.

"There have been a lot of strange characters hanging out in the alley behind my work as of late. Their clothes are dirty and torn, and they speak in a strange foreign language that my peers and I have been unable to identify."

"That sounds like a group of smugglers; they're unavoidable in a port town. This would be the perfect first job for you, Atsushi," Kunikida said, coming out of the room. Dazai was laying on the ground, beaten to a pulp, Atsushi would have felt bad for him if he hadn't hit on almost every girl they saw today.

"Wh-Why me?"

"Smugglers are rarely dangerous, and all you have to do is watch them. Take Junichirou with you," Atsushi nodded as Naomi tackled her brother-boyfriend,

"I'm going to!" She said excitedly, and just like that they were off to a back alley.

The sun was just starting to set when they got there, but something was wrong about the alley; Atsushi couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"Excuse me miss, you must be mistaken. There's only one exit, smugglers wouldn't hang out here. Smugglers are very cautious people, they always have an escape route planned." Junichirou said quietly, but loud enough for all three of the people with him to hear.

"That's correct. I must apologize for the deception, my real target was all of you." She unbuttoned her shirt, tied her hair up, and put on a pair of sunglasses before making a phone call to the one person Kunikida told him to avoid. Atsushi wasn't following what was happening very well. He only had time to register gunshots, Naomi was down, and then Junichirou fell. He felt this was his fault. Words came out of his mouth, but he didn't know what he was saying; what anyone was saying. This was because of him. Of him. Of him.

"Atsushi, run. Run away. You've got to," junichirou whispered. Suddenly, atsushi was on the other side of the alley, shooting an automatic weapon. He trembled in place, terrified until his leg was ripped off. He screamed, laying in a pool of his own blood. Akutagawa came close with Rashomon, tucking a deactivated phone into the boy's pocket as he saw Dazai coming out of the corner of his eye. He had knocked out Ichiyo earlier, not that Atsushi saw. He didn't like how she handled things, gunning everyone down. She deserved to be slapped unconscious and now that only he and Atsushi were awake, Aku could say whatever he wanted.

"There's a video on there that you should watch later," he said as Atsushi transformed into a tiger; the boy would figure it out. They began to fight, tiger ripping through Rashomon's defense. He was ready to tear Akutagawa apart when Dazai stepped between them, cancelling out both of their abilities. Atsushi was knocked out of the ground, along with everyone else besides Dazai. The brunette growled,

"First position," he ordered, and Akutagawa was on his hands and knees, starting to strip out of habit, "Keep your clothes on," and Aku stilled completely, holding his position.

"If you remember your training so well, why didn't you yield when you first saw me?" He opened his mouth to speak, only to be cut off by the brunette, "And I mean you specifically, not whatever bullshit excuse about the mafia that you're about to give me."

"Ichiyo told me everything she could find out about the agency, including your relationship with the weretiger," Akutagawa spat, his tone dripping in rage,

"Aww, is the little Slut jealous that I've been fucking someone else~?" Dazai teased, stepping closer to Akutagawa who nodded reluctantly. He knew better than to lie to the older man. Dazai crouched down to the ravenette's level, looking him in the eyes,

"Is there anything else you would like to confess to me?"

"I-I've missed you," he said quietly, his eyes drifting to the ground.

"Leave Atsushi alon-" Akutagawa cut him off, not letting him finish,

"What is hit pet name?" He growled the question while glaring into the man's eyes, desperate to know. Dazai backhanded him as hard as he could,

"Slut, do you need a punishment?" The ravenette blushed deeply all over, shaking his head while internally cursing Dazai's effects on his body,

"Then listen to me: I need you to leave Atsushi alone. Can you do that?" Akutagawa nodded, agreeing to it for a little while at least. Dazai placed his hand on the boy's cheek, tilting his head up for a slow, deep kiss as a reward.

"I know it's been a long time, Slut, so you can have one minute to do whatever you want with me, but only one. I can't have my peers bleeding to death," Akutagawa nodded, waiting for Dazai to set the timer and say the magic word before he began. The ravenette knocked Dazai onto his back, moving between his legs and quickly getting into the older male's pants. He wasted 5 precious seconds getting Dazai's length out, but not a single second more in sucking him off. This was always his favorite reward; he was rarely allowed any opportunity to get his mouth around Dazai's dick and he lived to please Dazai. He sucked roughly on Dazai's dick, his hand moving down to fondle Dazai's balls. He felt fingers tangle in his hair as Dazai began to fuck his throat, making Akutagawa gasp around Dazai's dick. In his broken mind, this was a sign that Dazai still cared about him. Every harsh snap of Dazai's hips felt like the "I love you" he never painful tug on his hair drilled the idea further into head. The ravenette moaned softly around Dazai, relaxing his throat so he could take him in completely, He was so desperate for Dazai to cum, he tried to sneak his freehand to turn off the timer, only to get caught,

"I'll have to cut your time short, Akutagawa," he said coldly, pulling back the boy's head as tears built up the latter's eyes. Akutagawa was begging for Dazai to let him continue, but the brunette was already fixing his pants; he wouldn't tell Atsushi about this for sure. When Akutagawa realized he wouldn't get to continue, he pulled out his phone, texting Chuuya like his life depended on it. He needed to be cared for, to be pushed to the edge. He needed to be fucked until he felt he could be okay again. Unfortunately, Dazai noticed the Akutagawa's fragile state against, curled up on the ground against a dirty wall; he took the phone from the ravenette, reading over the texts, but the phone showed no name or number besides "unknown," Dazai growled as he read of Akutagawa's desperation,

"Tell him to punish you. Tonight, you need the spreader bars, a whip, and a ball gag. Don't let him use any other toys on you,' Dazai ordered, Akutagawa reached up for the phone, he would need it to text him-

"Tell him in person." Dazai commanded, sending Akutagawa's last text from the phone before dropping it on the ground and stomping, crushing it to bits. Akutagawa let the tears flow freely down his face as Dazai moved on to Atsushi, trying to wake him. The ravenette picked up his assistant and her items before disappearing. Tonight wasn't going to be easy for him.

"Atsushi-kun, wake up. Don't make me carry back three people all by myself," Dazai pleaded, poking the white-haired boy's face. He placed a single chaste kiss on Atsushi's lips, effectively waking him,

"Good morning, sleeping beauty~ Do you want to help me carry them back?" Dazai asked, motioning to their colleagues who were halfway towards bleeding to death. Atsushi picked up Naomi quickly, panicking as Dazai assured him they only needed to bring them to the Agency, Akiko was a great doctor; things like that. Atsushi still made Dazai run with Junichirou in his arms to keep up. He was such a caring boy, Dazai wasn't going to train him the same way he did Akutagawa, but eventually he would train him to be okay with Dazai having both. He would have to kill Slut's new dom as well, or teach him to sub depending on who he was. That was quite a to-do list for the next year or so, but it would definitely be worth it. If he did well enough, he would get to see his toys use their pretty little tongues on each other.

He could almost see them in bed together, eating each other out on a set of black and white sheets- those being the only colors they shared. Akutagawa would have to teach Atsushi how to do it right, maybe he would let the ravenette teach Atsushi how to act like a proper slut, after he finished training his pretty weretiger to be a submissive; he was doing so well already, save for his boldness as of late. This would be much easier to do if Dazai could pin down whether Atsushi was a masochist or not; which reminded him, he had to take a look at the contents of Akutagawa's phone he lifted from Atsushi's pocket.