Chimeric [A Chuuya Fanfiction]

Chapter 25.

Chuuya called Mori to send someone to pick us up and bring us back to the Port Mafia base. Chuuya had explained what happened just before the battle with the Agency. He was forgiving with him, but he wasn't too happy with me apparently. I'm certain that Mori thought I had just abandoned the mission... Well, that was true, but it was for good reason. 

Chuuya had told me that Mori said we lost the battle. I had already assumed that had happened since, we were not doing too well in the first place. I really think the Mafia is no match for the Agency, but if Mori insists on it, then we'll be forced to keep trying to take down the Agency. 

A driver with a car had arrived and Chuuya and I climbed into the backseat. The two of us were exhausted. We leaned on each others shoulder as we were driven home. 

Home. 

The word felt weird. The only thing I'd had that was close to a home was the apartment Oda had gifted me for a short period of time, even then I didn't consider that a home, more like a borrowed place I could stay in when I was tired. I never stayed there much... unless I knew Oda was visiting. 

I wrapped my arms around Chuuya's waist and burrowed myself in his side. He put his arm over my shoulder and pulled me in closer to him. I closed my eyes and let myself drift off to sleep. 

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I woke up in my own bed, after a dreamless sleep. It was dark out, the moonlight streaming onto the floor through the windows. 

I turned over to see Chuuya, snoring peacefully next to me. I smiled to myself. I was glad that he wanted to stay with me, although I wasn't sure if it was a choice, or if he was too tired to go to his own room. Not that it mattered, I was happy he was here anyways. 

I flipped over to face the windows again, and got up carefully, trying my best to avoid waking Chuuya. As I stood, I looked over my shoulder to make sure Chuuya was still asleep, which he was. He was cute when he was sleeping.

I quietly made my way to the window. I looked out over the city. It was beautiful at night, especially from this height. I could see everything, the tops of buildings, the docks, the sea beyond... As much as this city was horrible, I loved it, it was home. I sank down to the floor and sat with my legs criss-crossed. I sat there with the silence. 

I used to never allow myself to sit with silence. It was always too loud. The thoughts would come creeping in and I couldn't escape them. So I drowned them out with sound: music, movies, anything that made noise. I couldn't stand the silence. 

But now, in the middle of the night, alone, with nothing to distract me, I sat in the silence with my thoughts. I stared out the window at the bright city lights below, allowing myself to think about everything that had happened in the last week. From being recruited to the mafia, to finding out my caretaker had died, to being thrown in jail, to learning that I'd had a family and a brother that was dead, to almost drowning, to falling in love with Chuuya...

I hadn't realized how exhausted I was, physically and emotionally. Going back through everything in my mind had revealed that to me. And yet, I couldn't sleep. 

I realized that it wasn't just my own thoughts and feelings that were dragging me down, it was everyone else's too. I was constantly worried about how others felt and what I could do to fix the situation. Why do I do that? I'm so tired. This life is exhausting. 

I wanted nothing more than to crawl back into bed and sleep next to Chuuya. But I knew the moment I laid down I wouldn't be able to sleep. I opted to continue sitting on the floor, staring out the window. 

"Dakota?" I heard Chuuya ask from behind me. I rotated around a little to see Chuuya sitting up in bed looking at me. I immediately felt bad. It was my fault that he woke up, I was being too loud. 

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you up." I responded quietly. I wanted to disappear, be alone, I didn't want to bother anyone anymore. I quickly turned back to the window. I heard footsteps coming toward me and I shrank into myself, pulling my knees up to my chest and hiding my head there. 

I waited for reprimanding, for him to tell me I'm too broken or that something was wrong with me. But instead, Chuuya sat down next to me. He leaned over and put his head on my shoulder. I pulled my head up from my knees to look at Chuuya. He didn't say anything, he didn't move, he just sat there with me. 

After a moment he looked up at me. He brought his hand to my face and wiped away tears that were falling. I hadn't even realized I was crying. How long had that been happening? 

"I'm sorry." I whispered. I felt bad, that he was here comforting me. I didn't deserve it, I was burdening him. And yet here he was, being nice to me. 

Chuuya shook his head. "Don't be." He pulled his arms around my shoulders and brought me close to him. I wrapped my arms around his torso. Just this simple act made me start crying harder. And he just held me, waiting for me to calm down.

I tried to pull myself together, I didn't need to burden myself with this stuff anymore. I finally calmed down, but we still held on to each other.

"How dare you." I said jokingly. He pulled away to look at me.

"What?" He asked.

"How dare you be nice to me." I laughed weakly. 

"I know, I'm horrible." He smiled.

"Thanks for staying with me."

"Where else was I gonna go?" He questioned sarcastically.

"Back to your own room, for once." I responded in the same tone. He laughed at me.

"Hey, it's only been a couple of nights." 

"You must really like me to want to stay for more than one." I smirked.

"I do." He said, kissing my forehead. 

"I love you, Chuuya." 

"I love you too Dakota." 

I brought my face to his and kissed him.

When we first met, I thought it was funny how much he didn't like me, even though he didn't know who I was. And after he found out who I was, it made our little gam, even better. I don't think either of us expected to fall in love, but it happened.   

Though to me, our love was really a chimeric dream.

And I loved it.