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A MAN WITH slicked black hair who was also wearing a leathery fur coat sat before you, dazai, and chuuya. chuuya's face recoiled in disgust while you attempted to keep a poker face. machi and hisoka were nowhere to be found, leaving the four of you remaining in the base.

you were annoyed, filthy, and most of all, hungry. machi and hisoka overlooked your basic human necessities for days. after you found out that killua and gon managed to escape from nobunaga, you were relived. but, as a result of their escape, you weren't given any food, liquids, or given the chance to use the toilet for around roughly a week.

now at last, the person the troupe calls 'boss' finally presented himself to you.

the man removed his chin that was perched against the palm of his hand before speaking. "hello, my subordinates have spoken great things about you three."

the three of you kept quiet while he continued.

"you are not nen users." he stood up and began to slowly pace the damp building. "but you have nen-like abilities." he stopped right in front of your figure.

his index finger trailed along your jawline before hooking under your chin and gently lifting up your head. his thumb caressed your bottom lip as he examined your facial features, memorizing every last attribute. before he could go any further, he was launched across the room by an invisible force. his back slammed against the concrete wall, emitting a loud thud and creating a crater.

you bewilderedly snapped to your left to see chuuya with his right arm extended out. a faint red aura surrounded him before dispersing away. his face showed worry, jealousy, and anger.

the mysterious enigma of a man grunted and stood up.

"a gravity manipulator, impressive."

chuuya shot the man as scowl before lightly slithering his arm around your waist and pulling you slightly behind him and dazai.

the phantom troupe member lightly smiled. "how rude of me. i neglected to properly introduce myself. i am chrollo lucilfer, founder of the phantom troupe."

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NEW CHARACTER: CHROLLO LUCILFER, HEAD OF THE PHANTOM TROUPE

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you swallowed thickly, knowing that this man was not one to be messed with.

"no need to be so hostile. i am merely here to spectate your moves." his face showed no signs of ill intentions and his body posture showed no malice.

you eased down quite a bit but your guard was still sharp and keen. dazai, who was expressionless from the start, spoke up.

"what do you want with us? more importantly, why? being a spectator is clearly a minor task you just happened to occur while completing your main one." he asked bluntly.

you silently cursed dazai out for being so straightforward with the infamous phantom troupe leader. but, then again, he was mori's right hand man. you sometimes wondered why dazai didn't take the opportunity to sneak into mori's chambers and slice his neck. you shuddered at the thought.

chrollo seemed to ignore dazai's "interrogation" and continued to speak.

"no longer human." he said while pausing between each word. "the ability to nullify any other supernatural ability through physical contact. always active, meaning that if the user were to be injured and have a subordinate with healing ability, they would unwillingly nullify it. a true blessing and a curse."

your mind immediately drifted to yosano. how dazai had to get surgeries from trained doctors rather than her due to his ability. you eyed dazai's expression through your peripheral vision at an attempt to read him. to your dismay, he was yet again, impossible to decipher.

chrollo's placed his hands behind his back and averted his eyes to you. "rashomon. an omnivorous, shadow-like black beast. rashomon is completely adaptable and can switch between offense and defense to suit the wielder's needs."

your eyes narrowed at the perfect description of your gifted ability.

"upon the tainted sorrow." chrollo glanced at chuuya who was glaring daggers at him. "revolves around gravity-manipulation, allowing one to manipulate and make gravitons. as well as alter the gravity of anything they touch. the wielder is also capable of standing and walking upside down from ceilings."

without speaking, chrollo's grey eyes stared into chuuya's blue ones. enticing him to attack.

the corners of chuuya's lips twitched up ever so slightly before his head hung dangerously low. chrollo looked pleased with his actions. chuuya muttered something inaudible to your ears but you could mentally decipher exactly what he said.

"chuuya don't—"

"shut up." chuuya's tone of voice was slow.

your eyes widened and looked at dazai who held a poker face. he wouldn't show it, but deep down you knew he was concerned.

bright red scar-like blotches maneuvered around chuuya's arms and neck while an outline of red surrounded him. his usual icy-blue eyes were slits that looked almost invisible at first glance.

with every step he took, the earth shook. wind circled around him. causing his hat to fly across the room and dishevel his hair. chrollo pulled out his book and got ready to defend and attack.

chuuya's feet left the ground and began to levitate nearby cinder blocks. dazai hastily grabbed your waist and pulled you away from the two figures.

not wanting to be obliterated into pieces, you activated rashomon: devoured space.

chuuya threw cinder blocks left and right while chrollo defended in a crouching position. just when chuuya ran out of his "amo", chrollo used a stolen nen ability at an attempt to fight back against chuuya. unfortunately for him, purple illuminated around chuuya's body, deflecting chrollo's attack.

'corruption can deflect nen?!'

chuuya harshly descended back on the floor. chrollo's eyes slightly widened in surprise as he watched a malicious black and red energy begin to form in the palms of chuuya's hands.

unable to take control of his current state, chuuya began to cackle hysterically. blood seeping though the grits of his teeth. a water fall of crimson liquid pouring out of his nostrils.

chrollo activated his ten and prepared for the worst. but, the worst never came. a gleaming blue light blinded yours and chrollo's eyes as you both reluctantly looked away.

once your eyesight was regained, your eyes landed on dazai who was barely holding chuuya's limp body by the wrist. before you could say or do anything, he immediately let go of his old subordinate's arm and began to vigorously wipe his hand against his coat. muttering something along the lines of 'chuuya is gross... gravity cooties.'

chuuya was sprawled out on the floor, passed out from exhaustion.

'this idiot.'

you sat next to chuuya and laid his head against your thighs. you hand traveled through his rust-orange hair while you admired his facial features.

'just like old times, huh.'

"why'd you do that...?" you whispered.

chuuya looked up at you with half lidded eyes. "cause i trust you and dazai..."

dazai stared at you and chuuya longingly. he wanted to be the one laying in your arms. he wanted to be the one getting his hair stroked. oh how he wanted to be chuuya.

your brief interaction with chuuya was short lived when the stranger in the room swiftly got back on his feet. his disheveled jet black hair framed his pale face. some scratches here and there.

"well, pakunoda didn't inform me about such an occurrence in his ability." he ran his fingers through his hair at an attempt to make himself look a bit more... presentable.

before you or dazai could respond, chuuya begrudgingly lifted his head off of your legs. "that's because when i go into that state, i don't have a recollection of what i did. so that pakunoda woman wouldn't have known— ngh." chuuya groaned and clutched his pounding head, resting his head on your lap again.

chrollo remained silent as his eyes bore into yours.

"... would one of you three be interested in joining the phantom troupe?" he blurted. "already having such a powerful ability is amazing. but honing a second ability using nen could exponentially increase your power. our 11th troupe member... unfortunately passed. leaving his spot, vacant. i'm sure we can figure something out."

chrollo looked at you three with anticipating eyes.

you kissed your teeth before answering. "... thanks for the generous offer, but no thanks."

chrollo's eyes peered down on your crouching figure that was supporting chuuya's exhausted one.

"i understand. i apologize for taking up so much of your time. feel free to walk out of those doors without any casualties." chrollo gestured to the broken down doors. "but i have a feeling we will meet again. perhaps your mind will have changed by then."

hearing those words, you picked chuuya up on your back and took long strides to the doors. dazai look at chrollo for what he hoped would be the last time and followed you.

after being an earshot away from the building that held you captive, you paused and deeply inhaled the murky air.

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you decided to hold off attending the auction for a few days. thanks to the events prior, chuuya was sprawled on the single bed of your hotel room. dazai's requests to let chuuya sleep in the bathtub fell on deaf ears as you threw a blanket in his direction.

an awkward silence enveloped the room before dazai broke it.

"y/n? do you... still love chuuya?" he asked while looking at chuuya.

your eyes widened at his question. recalling the words he unconsciously muttered in his sleep.

"y/n, why don't you love me? do you still like that gome, chuuy..." his voice trailed off.

you looked into dazai's chocolate brown eyes. you could tell he was dead serious. you looked back at chuuya, sound asleep. a part of you wanted to jump into chuuya's arms and bury your face into his chest. but another part of you wanted to forget about the past and find someone new.

looking back at dazai, you sighed and ran your fingers through your hair. "i... don't know." you stared down at the floor. unable to meet dazai's gaze.

dazai silently nodded his and walked out of the room. not sparing one glance.

your heard ruffles of blankets but refused to move. a hand held the back of your head and pulled you into their shoulder. inhaling the familiar cologne, you looked to see a pair of blue eyes you loved so much but longed to forget.

chuuya waited for your next reaction. it would either make him the happiest man in the world, or break him into a million pieces like the wine glass on that particular fretful night.

you slowly held chuuya's hand in yours. gently rubbing circles on his palm with your thumb. you lightly squeezed his hand as if you we're telling him, "i'm sorry."

you pulled him close. the tingly sensation that you held dear to your heart coming all back to you. your lips brushed against his just the slightest. not wasting anymore time, chuuya closed the gap between you two, connecting your lips together. your lips moved in sync, softly and passionately. how chuuya loved this forsaken feeling. his hands traveled through your h/c hair, deepening the kiss even more. he broke the kiss, huffing for air and softly kissing the skin of your velvety neck, leaving noticeable marks.

but before anything else could happen, you pushed chuuya off, and wordlessly walked out of the door. your bottom lip quivered just the slightest and your eyes pricked with salty tears. you walked out of his life, once again.

chuuya stood there, frozen in place. unknown tears gliding across his skin. the the tender warmth of your lips slowly fading, fueling his desire for you even more. but you were gone, and he desperately wanted you back.

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( a/n: sorry for disappearing for a bit. but this chapter was particularly hard to write. especially the part where chuuya is "fighting" chrollo. i feel like i could add much more detail and go more in depth but i just suck at writing action. pretty ironic for a crossover with two action animes, huh. but there's a lot of chuuya going on in this chapter. hope you enjoyed xx.

me + angst = besties )