Yokohama, Japan.

You and Chuuya had been friends for a long time. Since childhood to be exact. He had your back from the start, no matter what. Even when he joined the Port Mafia, you joined too. You and him were inseparable, no matter who tried to separate you two, you two always found your way back to one another. And nothing could change that.

As time went on though, you slowly began to grow feelings for him, ones that were too strong to deny. But you always had to shove them down because somewhere deep down, you knew that Chuuya didn't love you back, no matter how hard you tried to convince yourself otherwise. It was something that you hated, and wished you could change, but as everyone knows, you cannot make someone fall in love with you.

6 years later.

You were 20, and he was 22. Both of you were the most infamous duo in the Port Mafia and known throughout Yokohama as the Black Night Duo.

Your feelings had only grown stronger, and you would curse yourself, but a side of you never regretted it for one moment. But you knew Chuuya didn't love you. And there was one instance that proved your suspicions.

You happened to be walking down a street one night when you came across an alleyway. Out of curiosity, you decided to take a look, and when you did, you saw Chuuya there with Dazai, hanging around the bastard, laughing, smiling. . . . . more than he ever did with you. You felt like a fool for ever believing he could love you back. And so, since then, you'd been ignoring him, and he was starting to get very pissed off and annoyed with this.

You were in your office, going through paperwork when Chuuya stormed in, slamming the door behind him as he walked into your office, his blue eyes were pissed.

"You got some explaining to do, now." He spoke with a growl. You didn't respond, which only infuriated him further.

"Why the hell have you been ignoring me?! What the fuck did I do to get the silent treatment?! You've been treating me like shit these past few weeks!"