Forever Together [Soukoku]

Chapter 9 : The notebook

"You won't kill me Osamu" said Liam with a soft laugh.

"How can you be so sure?" asked Dazai pointing the gun at the other brunet.

"As i said, I'm going to join my family six feet underground" said Liam with a smile and Dazai smiled back.

"Oh, I understand now"

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"So you didn't say all the truth to Chuuya. Why?" asked Dazai as he put his gun down on a table nearby and walked over to a chair and sat on it.

"Why should I tell him the trivial details?" Liam replied with a sigh.

"Who are you?" asked Dazai with a glare.

"What do you mean?" asked the other boy with a smirk.

"Don't take me for an idiot. You are not Liam so who are you?" asked again Osamu who was starting to get really angry.

"Why should I tell you?" he replied with a playful smile.

"Don't get on my nerves or it won't end well!" yelled Dazai and the other brunet laughed.

"Not like you could do anything to me Osamu~" he replied with an innocent smile.

"The name's Raphaël" he said still smiling and Dazai looked at him shocked.

"No way- Are you the Raphaël I'm thinking about??" asked Dazai while standing up.

"The one and only~" answered Raphaël happily.

"I should have recognized you after the story you told Chuuya. But if i remember good your lover didn't drown, he got killed by me. What was his name again? Fuji~?" said Dazai with a smirk as he mentioned the name of Raphaël's dead partner.

"Asshole" replied Raphaël still smiling but also with a dead glare.

"My actual plan was to kill your dear partner but he didn't deserve it, so be happy bastard" he continued with a soft smile.

"How can you say things like this with that smile?" asked Dazai a little confused and Raphaël laughed.

"Whatever... There is still something i don't get. What your ability?" asked Dazai and the other boy stopped laughing.

"Well, since i'll die anyway i'll tell you. As you, there is no one i hate more than myself. Because I'm the cause of my family's death" said Raphaël and Dazai looked at him intrigued.

"What do you mean?" asked the brunet.

"My brother had no ability, that powerful ability user was me. The power of controlling time, the past, the present and the future. That what my ability is" said the boy with an evil laugh as Dazai looked at him with widened eyes.

"The problem is, using this ability full power take my life away bit by bit. It's why i don't have much left" continued Raphaël. Dazai was silent for a moment thinking about something.

"To see the future and change it" answered the brunet and sat on a chair as his energy left him.

"How much did you see? What did you exactly change?" asked Dazai with a bit of worry in his voice.

"How much? Until everyone you know and will know die. And about what i change, you'll see soon~" said Raphaël with an innocent *evil* smile.

Dazai was at the same time curious, worried and scared at the same time.
He started walking towards the door before Raphael said something that make him shiver and a cold sweat run down on his forehead.

"Anyone that is related with time itself are meant to die in their early life"

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Dazai came back to the apartment in early morning, Chuuya was still asleep so he tried to not wake him up.
He sat on the couch and started to think about what Raphaël told him.
The guy hasn't lied about anything and that's what worries him.

If he did change the future then he can't do anything to change it back, he won't even know what changed. But now it's too late, in this situation he is completely helpless. Dazai can only pray that this bastard does nothing to take revenge on him. That stupid, of course he did but he'll pray that he didn't do anything to his friends.

Thinking about it tired Dazai, but he couldn't help but remember Raphael's last sentence. What could he mean by that? Was it a threat? It made the brunet angry that he can't predict anything about that idiot.

But he was so tired, his eyes were slowly closing and the last feeling he had before he fell asleep was relief, relief that Raphael wouldn't do Chuuya any harm. After all, how could he harm someone who looks so much like his dead lover.

He smiled to himself and fall asleep on the couch.

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When Chuuya wake up he find Dazai sleeping on the couch, he smiled and walked toward his partner.

"Oi, wake up snow white" he said, shaking Dazai's arm to wake him up.

"It would be more appropriate to call me Sleeping Beauty in this circumstance, Chibi is so stupid" said Dazai with his teasing voice.

"Shut up." replied Chuuya and walked away.

"Where are you going Chibi?" asked the brunet while the ginger was putting his shoes on.

"I'm going on a walk, if your still tired then sleep, I'll be back soon" he replied and left.

"Waste of time, that bastard already left..." said Dazai to himself.

Dazai stood up and went to Chuuya's room, he then walked toward the desk and opened it's drawer were was the old notebook Chuuya find when they first came here.

He opened it and on the first page was written in fine gold letters the name 'Raphaël'.

He turned the page and there was something written on it, unfortunately Dazai does not understand French so he could not read the contents of the notebook.

The only thing he could understand was the name of Raphaël's boyfriend, Fuji that was present a lot, there was also a lot of drawing and photo of him.

Oh actually there was another word or more a sentence he knew 'je l'aime tellement' which mean 'i love him so much no doubt he was talking about his lover again.

At the end of the notebook there was another photo, of Raphael and Fuji together, it was certainly in summer since the ice cream they were holding was starting to melt. They seemed so happy, no they were so happy.

Dazai actually noticed how much they looked like them, he could see himself and Chuuya on this photo but he started to wonder "Will he and Chuuya would ever be so happy as them?"

Then Dazai also noticed blood on the corner of the photo, the same corner on which he was holding it with. The bloodstains looked like fingerprints, the brunet could imagine that Raphael had taken the photo of Fuji's corpse after Dazai killed him, so it was Fuji's blood on the picture.

Dazai put the photo back in the notebook, throwed it in the drawer and closed it.

"What does that mean Mori? That we can't be happy? Is that right?" asked Dazai with a smile not waiting for an answer because he was alone afterall.

He glanced one last time at the desk before leaving the room.