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One shot, blood
Another shot, a body falls.
Three shots, one life begins to fade
Four and five, there is no going back for what was done.
The brunette could only see before his eyes how that boy of such a young age fell before his feet , without a trace of vitality in his eyes. The pistol slipped from his hands and fell to the floor, being the only noise that could be heard in the room.
To his ears came the sound of someone shouting his name, and then an orange hair moving with speed toward the now almost lifeless body of his subordinate. Holding him tightly, while he couldn't move.
“Well done… Dazai -kun . "
"We’re finally free..."
Dazai shot a deadly look at his companion upon hearing it, who had his back to him and was leading the way towards… Well, they didn't know, after all, it all happened pretty fast. The only thing he knew at that moment was that they were about to take his partner's car to get as far away as possible .
“Welcome home, it’s just you and me now, standing alone, the world is ours, right? "
"No it isn’t."
Chuuya, surprised, turned to look at the tallest one, who was no longer looking at him and had turned his back to him, just as the one with orange hair had done moments before. He slightly frowned, he didn't have the heart to fight him right now, so he just sighed in defeat.
"Get in the car."
"This isn’t finished."
"… What? "
Genuinely confused, the orange haired let that question out of his lips, obtaining the answer that Dazai turned to see him, to turn to see him with genuine fury in his eyes, something that he had not seen in him since... Well, in those hours he saw it , and just like back then it terrified him.
“Even thought the kid’s dead, I’m still seeing red, I’m just a shell of his form that his innocence shed."
It didn't take a genius to realize the trace of pain that Dazai's words complained in the air, which for the first time seemed to be breaking, it seemed to be showing itself to be human for a paltry time. Seeing him like this was undoubtedly a surprise to the older - for months - of both boys.
After a few seconds of silence Chuuya finally spoke.
"He lived a good life and he gave it to you."
"Choose Dazai-kun, your freedom in exchange for his life."
"I will give my life for Dazai-san."
"Oh, is that right? You know it’s not true! " The question came out with obvious sarcasm, all accompanied by a laugh of the same kind, while his next exclamation denoted how angry and exalted he was, I could almost swear that silent flames were coming from his eyes. “ Look at him showered in blood and flowers, Now look at my eyes! He's still holds the power, and what we have is that even after years and tears, all this time facing his weaknesses and fears, Akutagawa is dead! he’s dead on his record for the world to hear."
Chuuya froze in place, that new facet that he saw in his partner only managed to amaze him more and more, making him feel in some way sorrow and amazement. With every second that passed, he only saw how Dazai, that being who always thought he was a full-time insensitive idiot , would break down and only reveal what he would qualify as glimpses of despair, fury and a genuine desire to kill.
“And they’ll all think that it was suicide. But Chuuya, I know it was you inside."
Hearing those words, the named felt like the air was beginning to fade from his lungs .
Did he really just say that? Signs of fury reflected by the appearance of a reddish aura that surrounded him and denoting that his ability was active began to flourish within the orange-haired boy as a result of the words of his partner, that was already customary, but this time it was greater by the weight of the words he had blurted out.
“I saved him, I held him, ‘til the moment he died!"
“No, You choked him out of his own god damn mind! You promised the world to him, a god damn lie!"
The brunette turned to look and directly confront Chuuya, who kept his gaze at him despite the fear that he generated seeing Dazai that way. He could only feel lost and desperate, and bad, especially bad, he was supposed to be better at containing his emotions than this! But ... simply because he could not more, not after seeing die before your eyes the most important person in his life and his subordinate, both because of his fault.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME!?"
"Oh look outside yourself, Chuuya!"
The one with the blue eyes was silent for a few seconds. He deactivated his ability and turned around, turning his back to Dazai again, he was tired, tired of all this.
" I won’t help you take him down. ."
"Fine."
Dry and sharp and simple word that came out of the lips of the most high. And, that simple word was enough to create an invisible wall between the two, no, not create it ... If not to make it real, because before between that pair there was already accumulated tension, but that was the trigger.
"I’LL DO IT BY MYSELF!"
Dazai turned to start leaving the place, to end all that, being only prevented by a hand around his wrist, a hand belonging to his partner. He was holding him in the same way that he had done so many times before to stop with the inner chaos of the lowest by using the most destructive part of his power.
"You don't need it!"
A new anguish arose within the older, anguish that added to all the feast of emotions inside him and that he tried to control so as not to end up yelling at Dazai and worsening the situation, since he himself realized that if he said something wrong or took a wrong step everything would be ruined and there would be no repair.
"Oh, I know that I need it."
Those brown eyes, which now had a certain reddish glow, were fixed on the blue of the opposite, Have you ever heard that the eyes are the windows of the soul? Well, now the tallest's eyes, despite the fact that they kept behind them emotions that Dazai had never felt before, were equally empty . Dazai felt and was empty. Chuuya knew it, and felt that he should try to do something about it.
"He's been gone." He gave the taller one a small, pitying smile, trying somehow to calm him down, even though inside she knew it was impossible. "I know you can beat it!"
"No!" Dazai abruptly released himself from Chuuya's grip , causing him to recoil a bit as he looked at him in pain. "Look in the mirror, you know we both fear him! We’re one in the same, we’re afraid to be near him!. If it weren't like that we wouldn't be fucking running away from the damn organization!"
Not even Dazai himself was aware of what he was saying, he was not aware that for the first time he was revealing aloud - and even to himself - that he was afraid of that man and what he could do, what he would be able to do. to destroy it and keep it under control .
"We utter the name with our spirits defeated." Dazai continued , this time referencing the dead boy they left behind. "But you let me kill him, you’re worse than Mori!"
"I told you to end it! It was all for the best."
"So I have you to blame for this pain in my chest."
Dazai held the orange haired one by the shirt as he spoke those words, the words that would end everything.
Now it was Chuuya's turn to break completely, with those simple words, Dazai managed to break or at least break that weak bond that existed between them and that still held them together. No one was able to name it ... But now it was gone. Everything achieved during those 3 years is gone.
"No!"
The shorter one released with desperation, fury and abruptness from the grip of others, he did not want to hear more, he did not want to end whatever they had like that. But Dazai seemed to have other plans, and it showed by the way he tried again to leave Chuuya behind and rummaged in his coat to get something out, his weapon.
" If you won’t go, I will." He drew his weapon and immediately reloaded it and released the safety. "To avenge the lost soul I killed."
The orange haired made a fine line of his lips and looked down, he was aware of what he was going to say and the effects it could bring , but he needed to find some way to stop him.
"You’re filling your heart up with hate. All the same as the kid that you just left face down on the pavement."
"No no no! Take it back! "
A shot echoed through the place, and something reddish began to cover one of the two people who were there, although now it was nothing more and nothing less than the ability of Chuuya, who looked at Dazai with pity while stopping with his ability a bullet that should have pierced his skull.
"It’s time I made a statement." Dazai kept his gaze fixed on the shorter one, angry with everyone and with himself. Chuuya could only sigh and disable his ability, dropping the bullet into his hand. "A pity, the city has ruined us, we could’ve fooled Yokohama, just the two of us... But Mori has made a fool of us."
In both their minds, memories of all their missions like "Soukoku" appeared, only causing more damage to both of them than they had already done to each other. That was no longer healthy for either of them , they knew.
Chuuya narrowed his eyes, looking at the taller one and finally accepting that he could no longer stop him and that what was between them was gone.
"You're lost."
One.
Chuuya watched the brunette under his foot with contempt and a mocking smile on his face. So that was the one they had sent for the sheep, right? He didn't hold back his laughter at the thought.
“This is perfect, it turns out he's a kid. The Port Mafia is definitely having trouble finding members. "
Two.
Dazai could only observe, between surprised and annoyed at the one who was his doctor after hearing his words. He really couldn't be serious, could he? Then he remembered that it was Mori, and with him anything was possible.
"INo way! Why do I need to work with this brat? "
"What the hell are you talking about? I'll beat the shit out of you, kid! "
Three.
Chuuya was trying to hold on, trying to resist Rimbaud's attempts to weaken him, he shouldn't ... He couldn't move, he had to wait for Dazai. She felt internal relief when she saw him coming and her hand locked tightly into his when they were finally together.
"Chuuya!"
"Come on, Dazai!"
Four.
Dazai remained silent as he watched Chuuya approach again to where Rimbaud lay, lying on the floor about to die after being defeated by them. Inside he could only think of how compatible she turned out to be somehow with him.
“Is this what love is really for? Is this all I get for being yours? "
And there was Dazai, tired of everything, being the first of them to openly express what they felt, too bad it was for this, right?
"The kid infront of me, in blood and gore?"
Chuuya did not answer and only lowered his gaze, shrinking a little, with mixed feelings , but knowing that it was too late to make them known.
Five.
Chuuya looked around at those men who were surrounding them. They were all armed to the teeth and ready to shoot, ready to kill. Feeling that in the environment, after so many days like this, was not a surprise.
"Look at all this trash."
"Clean it up, please. You're prepared fot this, aren't you? "
Six.
Dazai carefully observed how his partner's expression changed to one of pure pain when he heard what happened with those who called his friends and how behind all that fury, the hidden part of his ability was manifested.
"Don't stop me."
"Oh dear… Corruption, huh?"
Seven.
Everything was black, black and painful, full of chaos and destruction. He only wanted to kill, destroy, he only wanted revenge for the death of his friends, even if he felt that he was going to die. The only thing that managed to stop him was his partner's hand on his cheek. The pain stopped.
Eight.
Dazai smiled to himself as he left a light caress on the hair of a passed out Chuuya, who was exhausted after using corruption. He wasn't going to deny that he had gotten a taste for seeing him like this, but he preferred his usual Chibi more.
Dazai, for his part, was determined. He was going to end the existence of that man who did so much harm to him, the person responsible for the death of his best friend, the person responsible for the death of his young subordinate.
Chuuya silently watched Dazai, who was getting further and further away, it was difficult to distinguish if it was reality or it was just that that invisible distance and wall that existed between them only stretched more and more with each passing minute.
"Years put to waste for all I hate." Dazai finally turned his back on Chuuya, this time not to return, this time he was no longer going to stop. "They’ll all know Mori's fate."
He brought one of his hands to the bandage that covered his eye, that bandage that Odasaku had previously removed while asking him to become a better man. He had failed him, had failed to protect his subordinate, and now he was ready to end Mori's existence , quite the opposite of what they had asked him to do.
Forgive me Odasaku.
He closed his hand out, anger and frustration around the bandage, yanking it off and exposing that eye that had been hidden behind the bandages for so many years.
He took one last look at Chuuya, his eyes shining and showing a color similar to that of blood. He saw his partner's shocked face at his actions. He narrowed him eyes and mentally said goodbye to him, the story they both had together was finally ending.
"Show’s about to start, don’t be late."