Dazai ran after Chuuya, weaving through the people walking along the crowded street. He needed to make sure his Chuuya wouldn't misunderstand him, that he was the only person Dazai would ever go out with.

Without a second thought Dazai cut into a side street, using the rode as a short cut to get to Chuuya. At the end of the street, he saw Chuuya walking at a rather fast pace while glancing behind him, most likely trying to see if he had ditched Dazai. Not that Dazai would ever let him go, he was to smart for that.

Dazai grabbed Chuuya and pulled him onto the side street, shoving him against the wall as softly as he could. He didn't want Chuuya to get any cuts or bruises, especially on his face.

"Hello Chuuya~" Dazai purred out, getting closer to the other man.

"Dazai..." Chuuya said almost stunned, like he didn't want to believe who was in front of him."What do you want you bandaged wasting freak?!"

"Aw Chuuya you wound me!" Dazai said putting a hand over his heart. He moved around Chuuya, inspecting him to see if he had any injuries. Seeing how he was unharmed, Dazai backed away with a grin.

Chuuya let out a growl, moving himself closer to the wall behind him in an attempt to put some distance between him and Dazai."I will only ask you one more time, what do you want?"

"To clear up a little misunderstanding of course," Dazai said with a smile."I don't want my favorite little hatrack to think I did him wrong." Dazai flicked the newly required hat on Chuuya's head with distaste. For one, it didn't match his school uniform at all and it also hid Chuuya's beautifully soft hair away from Dazai's hands and he didn't like that one bit. That hat would be gone by the end of their meeting and that was final.

"I'll kill you!" Chuuya shouted, throwing a punch in Dazai's direction. Looks like he didn't like being called short.

Dazai dodged his punch, moving back and getting in a defensive stance. If Chuuya wanted a fight, he would give him one.

Another punch was thrown towards Dazai's face and this time Dazai used his hand to block Chuuya's attack, switching to his other to load a punch straight to the others gut. Chuuya growled out, clenching his stomach but not backing down. He swerved around, kicking his leg and connecting it to the side of Dazai's ugly (beautiful) face.

Dazai flew backwards, collapsing onto the floor of the alley. Before he could get up a group of hoodlums wearing the same uniform as Chuuya came up, each one of them glaring directly at Chuuya.

"Oya oya look what the cat dragged in!" The man at the front said, keeping his hands in his pockets and stepping towards Chuuya with a glare."Todays our lucky day, right boys!"

The twenty or so people backing him up all shouted in joy. By the looks of it, they had bad blood with Chuuya and most likely wanted him dead."You guys again?" Chuuya said with an edge of boredom. Then a feral grin reached his face as he crouched down, getting ready to attack."Well whatever, come!"

Chuuya started attacking them all with rage, tearing through person after person with ease. Dazai slowly got up from his spot on the floor, watching Chuuya with awe. He looked so beautiful as he teared mercilessly through all of these lowlives. Dazai couldn't help but fall for him all over again.

Then he started to realize that Chuuya wasn't stopping, wasn't slowing at all. The man obviously looked extremely tired and there were many cuts and bruises already blossoming on his skin. Dazai needed to stop him before he continued and ended up killing someone.

Dazai came up from behind him just as he was lifting the leader up in his hand for a final beating."Chuuya," Dazai murmured, wrapping his arms around him."Stop it."

Chuuya paused but didn't let go of the man in his hands, like he was waiting for Dazai to continue."You wouldn't want to kill any of these people, that would be bad," Dazai said, casually brushing the disgusting hat off his head."Plus if you go to jail you wont be able to hear about what I was doing at that restaurant and how I wasn't on a date with any of those people."

Chuuya breath caught in his throat and he dropped the man in his hands without hesitation."Is that true?" He asked in a low whisper, turning around to look Dazai in the eye.

Dazai smiled."Yes, its true my dear."

Chuuya's face turned scarlet and he attempted to turn away but the exhaustion from the fight was already wearing him down to the point were he couldn't move."Whatever," he mumbled, looking down."Just make sure I get home."

"With pleasure!" Dazai cheered, watching as Chuuya easily went limp in his arms. He then promptly set Chuuya down, glaring down at the slowly awakening pack of men in front of him. He then directed his stare to the leader, moving to meet his gaze with his harshest glare."If I see you ever try that again I will personally hunt you down and kill you myself, understood?"

The leader nodded instantly in fear, scrambling to his feet and running away from the man in front of him. His other friends followed after him, some limping and others just barely staying conscious enough to make it down the street.

Dazai turned away from them, focusing his attention back on Chuuya. Should he take the man to his house or just leave him here? Both options sounded very appealing.