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In a forest there was a certain hiding spot only two people knew about. The hiding spot were filled with white roses growing by a tree in the forest. The place had an old swing hanging by the tree that god knows how old it is.
In the middle of the old hiding spot stood a brunette, loose bandages swaying around in the wind as it looked like they tried escaping from the brunette's arms.
The brunette's name was Dazai Osamu, Dazai was an intereting individual most would say. He had a strange deep love to suicide and often looked for new ways to die a painless death and no one really seemed to understand what his motives were.
Dazai looked up at the tree with a indifferent expression on his face as memories of the past quickly began to form in his mind.
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A few years ago in the same hiding spot....
A redhead was hanging upside down from one of the tree branches. The boy's name was "Chuuya Nakahara". The redhead's body was glowing red which showed him using his gravity manipulation ability to keep himself from falling down.
The sound of footsteps made the redhead look up to find a certain brunette looking up at him with a slightly puzzled expression.
"Knew i would fine you here, slug" Dazai commented with a hint of amusement in his voice which made the redhead scoff slightly. "But, what are you exactly doing?" Dazai asked with his brow slightly raised.
"Huh??, what the hell do you mean?" Chuuya asked as he looked down at the brunette which honestly made him smirk considering he always have to look up at the other most of the time instead.
"Why are you hanging upside down the tree like a bat?, i thought you were a dog not a bat!" Dazai said with a hint of amusement in his tone of voice.
"Oi!, how many times do i have to tell you asshole that i'm not your dog!" Chuuya barked in offense which made the brunette laugh in obvious amusement.
For the next few minutes Chuuya was ranting about some stuff that honestly Dazai wasn't paying attention, mostly because his attention was focused on something else.
Dazai found himself staring at the redhead that was hanging upside down from the tree branch, a thought coming up in his head which made him walk over towards the the redhead.
"Huh?, what the hell are you doing, shitty Daz-" Before Chuuya could finish his sentence he was met with the feelings of the brunette pressing his lips against his.
There was a flash of light before the red glow of the redhead disappear, making the redhead fall down with a yelp as a look of awe could be found on the brunette's face.
"Huh...,so it does count as a touch" Dazai muttered in amusement as he watched the stunned expression on the redhead face which quickly turned into one of anger.
"What the hell was that, jackass!?" Chuuya shouted with a flushed expression as he looked up at the brunette who smiled innocently at him.
"Hm?, what are you talking about slug?" Dazai asked in an innocent tone which made the redhead scoff in annoyance.
"You know exactly what i'm talking about!, why did you-" Chuuya cutted himself off as his face suddenly became a light shade of red upon thinking about that.
"Why did i what, Chu-u-ya?~" Dazai hummed in a sing-song tone.
"Ugh..." Chuuya muttered in anger, his face turned almost the same red shade of his face which he did a bad job at hiding that. "You know fully well what i'm talking about, bandages!" He scoffed.
"Huh?, I don't know what you're talking about. Thays why i as-" Dazai got cutted off by the sound of his phone ringing which got him to pull it out of his pocket.
Dazai's blank expression turned into a frown as he saw the name on who called him before he sighed and answer it.
"Moshi-moshi?" He asked on the phone which got him a reply from the caller.
"Right now?..." Chuuya heard Dazai say to whoever called him, a hint of uneasiness in the brunette's voice which immediately made the redhead suspicious of whoever the person on the phone was.
Dazai stayed silent for a moment, listening to the person talk before he letted out a heavy. "Fine...., bye Mori-San" he said with a shrug before hanging up the phone.
"Was it the boss?" Chuuya spoke up as he stood up from the ground, wiping some of the dirt off of his clothes.
Dazai seemed to be in thought before he looked over at Chuuya, an almost look of fear or even uneasiness flashed on the brunette's face for a second at the mentions of Mori but he seemed to brush it off.
"Hm?, oh yeah Mori-San called and said he needs me for something" Dazai said with a shrug. "Guess i'll see you later, chibi!" He called out and started walking away.
but a hand gripped his wrist, stopped him walking any farther away which made Dazai turned to look at Chuuya who gripped his wrist with a stern expression on his face.
"I'm coming with you" The redhead said with a serious tone to try and hide his concern which obviously Dazai saw right through him and his lies.
"B..Besides!, if he called you that probably means its a mission for us, no?" Chuuya shrugged, letting go of Dazai's wrist as the brunette stared down at the redhead with a slightly puzzled expression before a child-like giggle escaped the brunette's lips.
"Oi!, what the hell are you laughing about?!" Chuuya scoffed, glaring at the brunette who was now laughing.
"Awh, you're such a sweet dog chibi~ caring so much for your master!" Dazai said in a overdramatic tone as he patted Chuuya's head like one would do to a child or a pet.
"Oi!, what did i tell you about calling me a dog you bandaged bastard?!" Chuuya shouted as he followed after the brunette who started walking away.
"Yeah, Yeah. Whatever you say slug" Dazai hummed with a shrug as the two boys ended up walking away, hand by hand as they laughed and bickered all the way there.
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The nostalgic feelings of the memory filled Dazai's head as a faint smile found its way on his face.
"A shame we couldn't have as many happy memories as we wanted to" The brunette found himself saying to himself, his voice almost sad sounding as he spoke.
"Pretty romantic to die here, huh?" Dazai said with an amused tone like he just heard a good joke as he took a knife out of some empty space he had in his coat.
A final smile found its way on Dazai's lips before he took the knife and put it right into his stomach, the blood almost immediately spilling out and onto the grass on the ground. Dazai stumbled backwards and fell down besides the tree, body shaking as he looked up to the bright blue sky with a happy carefree smile like he dosen't have any problems in the world.
"So, this is how death feels like...how....lovely" he said in heavy breaths, feeling his eyelids go heavy as he titled his head to the side and stopped moving all at once.
The blood dripped down, landing on a white rose next to the brunette who almost looked like he was sleeping from how peaceful he looked. The blood ended up staining the old white rose that is now red with Dazai's blood.
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A redhead was running through the forest, heavy breaths escaping his lips as he ran as fast as he could before reaching his destination.
But it seemed like he was already too late.
"Oi!, shitty Dazai!" The redhead shouted, panic in his voice as he ran over to the brunette sitting by the tree in a pool of blood.
The redhead felt his knees go weak before he found himself down on his knees infront of the body of his old ex-partner who was bleeding infront of him and not moving.
"Oi!, wake up! I know you won't just die from something as stupid as this! So please!!" Chuuya shouted, his voice filled with anger as he shaked the brunette's body which didn't move an inch.
Everyone and Chuuya himself know how much he hates Dazai, so why?...why did he felt so much pain seeing him laying infront of him finally dead like he always wanted.
Before Chuuya knew it, tears began forming in his eyes as his hands kept the same firm grip on the brunette's shoulders, still trying to shake him like he would magically wake up.
The concept of death wasn't a unfamiliar feelings to Chuuya, he lost many people in his life so why...why did it feel so different this time!?.
"Please..., you fucking idiot!" Chuuya found himself cursing under his breath in a muffled voice like he was almost ashamed of feeling this way.
The tears fell down, landing on the red rose stained with blood that used to be white. As today marked the day Chuuya lost his ex-partner, the one he trusted his life with and knew for 8 years was now gone.