It was dark and cold. I felt like I was floating. I couldn't breathe. I wasn't sure what happened. I couldn't move. Is this what dying feels like? I think I'm in the ocean. I think I'm drowning. One of my worst fears. Drowning.
I couldn't move, I couldn't swim. I wasn't sure which way was up and which way was down. I guess I was just going to die here. This wasn't what I was expecting when I was dying. I wanted to die in some fantastic way, like getting blow up or something. I suppose drowning was an interesting way to die. I was dying a hero, I saved Elisabeth and Chuuya. At least they're safe now.
I could feel myself losing oxygen, losing consciousness. This was it. I was dying. Everything started going black. They say there's a light at the end of the tunnel, well, I only see darkness. You fucking liars.
And then I was moving. Something had wrapped around my waist and was pulling me. Water rushed beside me, I could feel it. I was being pulled out.
I felt cold air hit my face. I was out. I coughed out water, trying to take in air. Trying to breathe again. I tried to open my eyes, but they burned from the water, so I kept them shut. I was being moved again and then pulled out of the water.
I laid down on the cold concrete. Trying to catch my breath. I wiped the water from my eyes and slowly opened them. The sun was blinding, it was too bright. Damn sun.
"Dakota!" Someone shouted my name, I wasn't sure who. Someone else came out of the water coughing and breathing heavily. They laid down next to me. I turned to see who it was. Chuuya. He had saved me. I slowly sat up and turned to see who had called my name. Dazai and Elisabeth were running toward us. There were pedestrians looking at us like we had just killed their mother. I looked around more to see the the car that I had been on. It had crashed into the railing, I must have flown off into the ocean... The driver was nowhere to be seen.
I crawled over to Chuuya who was still breathing heavily. "You idiot. Why would you do that?" I asked Chuuya, taking his face in my hand. He was cold, warmer than I was, but cold. He looked hazy too, he wasn't all the way here. Whoever put him in that car had drugged him or something. I don't know how he had the strength to save me.
"Because I love you, Dakota." He said, holding my hand to his face. My eyes widened at his response. He loves me? I thought he left me, tossed me aside, like I was nothing. But I didn't know the truth, I don't really know what happened. Maybe... he really did love me...
"Chuuya... I–" I began to respond, but he cut me off. He reached up and kissed me. It felt like it was the first time all over again. Butterflies flew through my stomach and my skin was set on fire. Suddenly, I wasn't cold anymore.
We pulled away and I smiled at him. "I love you too." I whispered to him.
"Ew." Two familiar voices said in synch.
Chuuya and I whipped our heads to see Dazai and Elisabeth staring at us. "What?" We both shouted at them. Both of them were giving us a look of disgust. I rolled my eyes and pushed myself up slowly. I held out my hand to help Chuuya up. He took it and I helped him stand.
Dazai cleared his throat, "So what happened?"
"Well, I just happened to see a car drive by with these two bozos in it and I chased after it, got them out of there and then I was drowning, so..." I explained and then I turned to Elisabeth and Chuuya, "How did you two even get there in the first place?"
"Well, I was out getting breakfast for us and the next thing I knew I was unconscious." Chuuya said, rubbing the back of his neck. Aw. This whole time I had thought he left me and didn't come back because he didn't want me. I was starting to feel stupid for thinking that way now...
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Chimeric [A Chuuya Fanfiction]
FanfictionI grew up in Yokohama, as an orphan. I was very much raised by the streets. Learned how to take advantage of people and get money to support myself at a very young age. It only got worse as I got older. At some point I had gotten involved with some...