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Post cannibalism arc day of the meet up
I stand atop of the building that we agreed to meet up at once again. Even after confirming that we would meet here, I can’t help but feel anxious. Like what if he doesn;t want to meet up here? What if he doesn’t see this the same way I do? Or what if he really just wants to kill me?
Post guild arc: (Idk how much time is in between guild and cannibalism so…)
about a month or 2 before the meet up
After the three way war with the port mafia and the guild everything has been going, well, alright. But one thing I can’t forget is the battle with Akutagawa against Francis. It’s been keeping me up late every night, but I can’t talk to anyone about it.
Dazai-San? Nope, about how I feel about Akutagawa and whatever happened? No, that just sounds weird and too much.
Kunikida-San? Nuh-uh, I don’t think he would approve of whatever I will have to say.
The president? Maybe not…
Every person I think of has a reason to not be told such heavy information, that could sway their every their every liking of me. But unfortunately for me that leaves no one, how have I been able to honestly cross everyone off? Well-, except for… Akutagawa himself…
“That’s stupid!” I yell out loud to myself in the alleyway walking back to the agency. Why would Akutagawa talk to me about what relationship we have going on? What happened between us, and will happen- a stray cat walks in front of me. Black fur with white little accents, and a dark look. As the cat approaches it shows no danger. Once it got close it was too late and it pounced, trying to attack. With not one thought I grab the cat, though it doesn’t seem to be too fond of me. Its sharp claws leave marks in my skin bleeding ever so slightly. The pain felt quick and precise, slashing my skin.
“Hey,- ow, that hurts but, I won’t hurt you come here! I promise you will come with me and I’m sure the President has some kind of treat for you!” The cat finally walks over to me, and I pick him up in my arms. It settles in the warmth of my arms. Though attacking fiercely the cat still seemed to be ill, with its concerning weight. But, I continue to walk to the Agency with the feisty cat, and a wound stinging with every movement.
“Well that’s wrapped up now you’re good to go!” Doctor Yosano finishes wrapping my arm with bandages.
“Atsushi-Kun, where did you find that cat?” Yosano looks over at the cat, the one with a dark menacing aura. This cat, the one that I just found, is sitting, purring, rubbing its fur against my ankle.
“Well I was just getting back from the mission I was sent on earlier and came across that alleyway where I fought Akutagawa when we first met a while ago.” I pause. A black cat with white accents that scared me at first, but warmed up to me? What?
“Atsushi?” Yosano snaps me out of my trance.
“Oh, yeah and then I brought him back after he kinda did this.” I look down at my arm all patched up.
“Well why didn’t you just use your ability to heal yourself, and instead had Yosano-San wrap it up?” Naomi sits up from cuddling her brother, and asks me that question.
“Well, I didn’t want to scare him and so I instead just walked over here to get it healed.” I pick up the cat, its eyes look at mine with such a look that reminds me of something or someone.
A bit after the cannibalism events (or chapter 53/ episode 37/ season 3 last episode) 5 days before the meet up
“Dazai-San,” I say, as speaking up will be better than sitting here with my empty thoughts. “How can I know that he will follow through? What if he does kill, and what if it’s someone dear to me, or someone who doesn’t deserve it?” or me?
“I don’t know.” All the breath from my body feels like it’s been taken up. Out of all the people who don’t know, Dazai-San? Someone who knew Akutagawa, doesn’t know? “But I do know that Akutagawa isn’t one to be too wary about.” I breathe out, letting go of most worries. I can’t be fully sure as it still is Akutagawa, but still. I have faith!
Post cannibalism arc at the meet up place
My breathing increases and it doesn’t stop. How do I just casually talk to him? Akutagawa? What if he sees my frightened state and takes advantage over me?
“W-what did Dazai-San say?” I whisper out loud, voicing my thoughts, while still pacing. “What do I do to calm my god damn anxiety?”
“Name 5 things you can see,” An unusually calming and soft voice comes from behind me, that causes my head to turn to the figure standing tall.
“Well what 5 things do you see?” Akutagawa stands behind me still at a distance, but there in real time!?
“Um, well I see the roof of the building, those cars down there, the street lights, that obnoxiously bright sign, and that stray dog down there!” I point down to the side of the road where the dog sits.
“And what are 4 things you can feel?” He asks next, with my focus on everything else I barely notice that it’s Akutagawa helping me. I reach into my pocket looking for something to feel.
“My phone, myself, the roof, and… well?” I step forward to Akutagawa, his scent filling my nose as I take a step ever so close. Then I notice the ruffles on his shirt I never really got to notice before. His expression, one both all-knowing and intrigued. His thin eyebrows twist into shapes and I stand closely in front of him. Then I place a gentle hand out in front of him.
“You?”
A week before the meet up
“Kyoka-Chan?” I look down at her as she nibbles at her crepe. “Is it okay if you hang out with Kenji for the rest of the day if I have something I need to do?” Though we were going to spend the day together, I have a plan for today.
“That’s fine, but you have to spend the whole day with me next time.” Luckily for me Kyoka is very willing, and I also think that she might like Kenji? In more ways than one? But that’s just a theory? (A GAME THEORY!)
“Okay, are you going to go to the agency on your own?” Kyoka nods and we split directions. I grab out my phone and look down at the contact sitting there, one I don’t like using, but it’s necessary now. I walk behind a large building and dial the number. It rings once, what if he doesn’t pick up? It rings twice, what if someone else picks up and I have to explain what I’m doing by calling Akutagawa? It rings for the third time, what am I even doing calling him? A small click signals that someone has picked up.
“Hello? Is this AKutagawa?” I speak gently, careful to not disturb him, and make this all go to shit.
“What is it Jinko?” That voice sends a chill ever so slightly down my spine.
“I need you to meet me up top of the cafe on the corner closest to the agency building a week from now.” I speak firmly, speaking like Kunikida-San to try to enforce my words.
“Why are you trying to kill me, if so do it now?” Akutagawa sounds bored and just ready for anything I have to say over with.
“It’s something important I can’t verbalize over the phone.” I ignore the stupid comment over me wanting to kill him then and there.
“Fine.” A click ended the call and the silence felt nauseating. How could Akutagawa just move on with no opinions or interjections. Just like that the plans were set in stone. Me Atsushi Nakajima will meet with Akutagawa a week from now. Just like that my enemy is willing to face me face to face.
Post cannibalism arc at the meet up place
In that very moment all of my senses are thrown off and forced into my mind. Akutagawa places out his hand.
“Okay, now three things you can hear.” After exchanging a cold touch Akutagawa takes his hand back and continues to ask the questions.
“The car, that group of adults down there, and music playing down there in front of that bar.” Slowly I feel better and all anxiety and stress slowly is released.
“Two things you can smell?” I raise my nose up a little to smell the air instinctively.
“Cigerette smoke? And some kind of baked good?” The smells all around are muted by the strong scent of smoke.
“I’m surprised you can smell up here, but lastly one thing you can taste,” the last one is taste. “The green tea! I got some with Junichiro earlier,” a smile one unintentional forms on my face.
“Well? What do you need me for?” I breathe in preparing myself for a conversation about to happen.
“AKutagawa, after all that happened I have to say something.” Fuck breathe Atsushi, breathe.
“Jinko spit it out.” Akutagawa’s eyes are sharp, but comforting.
“God, well after we fought together back in the cannibalism act we made that promise. One we both kept and well I thought back to all the moments we shared.” My hands shake and my breathing can't stay stable. 6 steps. 6 whole steps, Akutagawa takes those 6 steps to me. He stands close to me, and I can’t tell if it’s to comfort me or scare me. “Akutagawa I love you, every fucking time I think to our past couple weeks or months, I can’t help, but want you. The need for you, and the trust I’ve gained in you has driven me crazy. I know I don't deserve you!-” Akutagawa leans down a little, putting a cool hand on my chin, pressing his rough lips on mine. His arms move from my face down to my waist wrapping fully around me.
“Akutagawa-” I whisper on his lips, but he presses down, cutting me off.
“Call me Ruunosuke, not Akutagawa.” A small gap between our lips lets us speak, but that gap doesn’t stay for long.
“Ryuu I love everything about you, your face, your personality, and you specifically.” I speak on his lips.
“I love you too Atsushi.” My name said that his voice is amazing, the sound sends a lustful feeling through my body. I kiss his lips harder, holding his hair to keep steady.
A droplet of water falls on me, and then multiple drops fall, drenching us. But that doesn’t stop us, his body presses hard on mine, as his lips and tongue guides my own.
“I love you,” I say quietly for only him to hear.
“I love you too, now should we head home?” I nod my wet hair flinging water on his skin, then kissing him quickly. We walk leaving hand in hand.