Loss

Your time before

"So, why of all places did you flee to Mori Ougai?" Fyodor asked, a little irritated.

Dazai giggled a little, "I really had no choice. He picked me up and brought me over... A devil. He really is a devil to me. Though I couldn't leave, there was no point in doing so since he saved me." Though maybe the death of a certain someone made him close to actually leaving the Port Mafia. But now, he was the boss of something he got trapped in. Luck is so biased.

"No wonder this lead to us seeing eachother like this. There was always that itching feeling of you, you always had a dangerous aura around you. But, it felt so safe."

"It did?" Dazai questioned, "Perhaps you let that happen." He smiled.

Fyodor looked down at the floor with a more blank expression, "Perhaps." There was a giggle from the brunette afterwards, "But then I realised you'd never change. Maybe there will be a way to end it after all."

'Oh?' "Really? An ending? If there is a shortcut to this, I'd say it's rather boring." Dazai responded.

The man shook his head, "No, no. But I do think there will be a change to this plan. Something is about to start."

"Is it? Are you going to escape like before?"

Fyodor gave almost a hurt expression, like a glare mixed with sadness. It was never his fault it was Dazai he swore. But even so, there was something deep inside of him that told him differently.

"You was so desperate to get out and see a new light to it all. And now you did!" He smiled.

"Ugh, Dazai," Fyodor muttered, "And you wanted to see that light too, which is why we worked together. We got that light and then drifted apart." The brunette nodded, "So what is your point?"

Dazai put his finger on his chin, "My point?" He asked, "I guess to show how we're the same person flipped on the same coin." The Russian looked almost confused. That was a surprise.

"Continue."

"Well, we both have smarts and such. However, both you and I know what has happened because of that cult. You were so pushed by the fact that you were the monster, when in reality it was yourself. You told yourself that because they isolated you for so long. Both of us being isolated and hating oneself to the point of realising how dark the world was. We both realised and saw how people were so sinful, and yet, we both took that differently. Even so, you and I were stuck by it - we felt like our abilities were almost like a pain to live with. That also makes sense with who we are. And we are really almost the same."

"But that's not what I... Remember. You're lying! It's your fault they did this! They told me you did it."

"Oh? Don't you want to be a cult leader?"