The Beginning

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Nobody's Pov:
It was a beautiful fall day. Leaves were flying through the wind as if they were dancing and the sun was shining. Two teenage boys were walking along side each other as they tried to reach their destination. The two boys seemed like normal teenage boys but in reality they both worked for the mafia. The taller one of the boys, who had brown hair and brown eyes, had been in the mafia for a long time. The other boy, who was shorter then the brown haored boy, had red hair and blue eyes. He hadn't been in the mafia for long but he was the leader of the black sheep until a few months ago. The names of those two boys are Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuuya. As the two walked in a quick tempo they remained silence but Chuuya looked a bit nervous and he looked behind him every few seconds to see if they were being followed.

Chuuya's Pov:
We just finished a mission and were on our way back but I couldn't help but feel like somebody was watching us. I looked behind us a few times but I couldn't see anyone. Dazai seemed to notice this and when I was turning my head again, he asked "Are you okay? You seem weitd ever since we astarted to head back, chibi." "It's nothing, I just feel like we are being watched but I might just be paranoid.And who are you calling chibi?" I replied a bit possed off by the nickname. "Obviously you" he answered with a sneaky smile. I didn't want to start a fight so I didn't reply. We continued walking in silence and I did sneak a few glances at Dazai from time to time. He was really beautiful and I had already fallen for him but he probably doesn't like me back. As we arrived we reported back to Mori and went our seperate ways. I was laying down on my bed thinking about Dazai. Why was he suicidal? I never understood his depressed side but I can't help but ask myself why he is like that. Dazai just wants to die and it hurts me to think about the fact that he could kill himself every second of the day. I tried to get my mind off that topic before I become depressed myself. I thought about my weird feeling of being watched a few moments ago and even after I had spoken with Dazai it didn't go away. Even now I feel like somebody is watching me. I tried to get rid of this weird feeling as I slowly felt myself become tired. I closed my eyes and drifted off into dream land. Still thinking about the suicidal maniac I had fallen in love with.

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