BSD ~ Waffles!! ~ Shin soukoku & Soukoku

21--je t'aime jusqu'à la mort

The crackling noise of a fireplace contained inside a chainmail fence. The noise was deafening, but not as much as the sudden strikes of lightning that appear suddenly without any patterns. How the light travels faster than the noise and the rain pour consistently.

It's cloudy but I can still see lightning frolicking behind a blanket of dark clouds.

I remember hiding during storms like this. Not because I was scared, but because it was cold and would ruin the rags I wore to merely cover my body. I remember hiding under storefronts, seeking shelter under the blankets above that had fancy fonts. But soon we'd be kicked out, most of the time in the early morning with kicking and yelling, usually something along the lines of "Go back home!" or something. Where was home? They never really understood, it seems nobody really did. I wasn't the type to beg for money either, I'd work day and night for money. Usually in dirty places where they used child labor and underpaid them, but it was something, and seeing how many homeless children also worked there truly sickened me. But that's just how the world works. Around that time I'd begun to realize how nobody can truly get near to understanding someones circumstances.

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Raindrops.

Every single one crashed onto the floor followed by the noise of thunder.

Every time thunderstorm hit, I'd remember that one memory. Sitting in a room with a warm fire lit inside the fireplace, a blood-red carpet, and some fancy tapestry hung across the wall. I sat on a red velvet couch with sapphires implanted on the framing of it, they shimmered under the chandelier.

And a tall woman with blonde hair circled around me in a cautious manner, seemingly deep in thought. I don't remember how I felt, or if I could even feel. I just sat there, looking at the fireplace with only the noise of its cackling keeping me conscious. There was also the piano playing in the background, but I hadn't paid much attention to it. A man in a suit was playing something so similar on it. But, looking over to his face, he had short silver hair and a scar across his eye. Gloves on his hand, white yet stained with a red substance. His fingernails were long though, enough to poke through the thin silk material. It sent an instinctual feeling to run, even as he played the piano, probably in hopes of making me forget the situation. What was the situation...I can't remember. But I remember the feeling that hit me when I saw his face. When he turned around to look at me and smile.

I felt a striking pain of fear and dread at that moment, it would make me choke on my breath and fall to the ground even. Though, I can't remember anything past that point. It all seems to be a mere blur.

It's strange how just the sound of rain can send someone back in time,

"Atsushi wasn't feeling well today but he wanted to bring you this." A brunet handed me a white box with a red ribbon around it. It smelled like fresh brioche or even beignets.

"What is it?"

"I don't know, you'd have to open it to figure out." Dazai smiled,

Eager like a little child on Christmas, I opened it, tossing the ribbons aside and looking inside the box. It was a pack of freshly cooked pastries, still steaming with warmth. Beside them laid a fresh waffle. It made me smile a bit. Inside was a pair of utensils, plastic of course, but with fancy designs on them.

There was also a card taped to the roof of the box, it was red with a bunch of little hearts on it. Which was something Atsushi would definitely do. Inside the letter was a handwritten page, it was messy and scattered, but it made it more special.

'Dear Ryuu,

So, I'm not really feeling well so I decided to make you this letter before sending you these yummy sweets!! I got you chocolate of course since that's what you got last time we went to the waffle cafe. It's sad we never really got to go back, so I thought I'd bring them to you instead! But I also noted that you need NEED to try their other sweets, so I packed some donuts, fresh sweetened bread (idk what its called...), and some...(drumroll) well I don't know what it is. But it looks yummy so try it out and then next time I visit you can tell me how it tasted!! Anyways, i'm running out of space on this page big time so goodbye! Love you, jinko <3'