Chase me for eternity

Preschool 

A young boy with orange hair walked into a 1st grade classroom on the first day.

Little did he know—that he'd meet another little boy and the two would change each other's lives forever.

"Here you are, Nakahara. This is your cubby," the assistant teacher said to the orange haired boy with a smile as she pointed to a little cubby with his name on it.

The boy just nodded and put his things away.

"Hahahaaa! You'll never catch me!" A little boy with brown hair said as he ran around the room with safety scissors. "You didn't want me to find these, but I did!" The boy let out a cackle.

"Dazai, no! Put those down!! The scissors are for arts and crafts only! Plus, it's not safe to be running with them!" The teacher shouted as she chased after him.

The small boy with orange hair saw the other boy running around and wanted to help, "Hey um.. you should be careful.. you could get hurt running with those.. or you could hurt someone else..," he was quite as when he spoke.

"Huh?" The boy had caught the brunettes attention. He stop running to look at him. "Whoa, who are you?"

The teacher was then able to get the scissors from the boy, "Finally. My goodness. I'll have to hide these somewhere. Thank you for your help, Nakahara," she said before walking away.

The brown haired boy payed no mind to the scissors anymore. He just stared at the ginger.

"Um- why are you staring at me?" The orange haired boy said in a shy whisper.

"Can you tell me your name?"

"Um.." the boy looked at the ground. "I'm.. Chuuya Nakahara.."

The brunette smiled brightly, then said, "Nice to meet you, Chuuya. I'm Osamu Dazai."

"We're already on a first name basis?"

"Oh, uh- well, I just got this feeling about you. So yeah," he's smile grew.

"Oh- okay."

Dazai then ran off, but Chuuya continued to stand where he was.

He smiled and thought to himself, "Huh- I think I just made a friend."

At lunch

While all the other kids sat around the picnic table, Chuuya was sitting under a tree, as far away from the others as possible.

That's when Dazai walked over and sat down beside him. "I like the grass better than the benches, too," he said with a small laugh at the end.

"Mm- shouldn't you be sitting with your friends?" Chuuya asked shyly.

"Huh? No. I don't have any friends," he replied as he opened his lunchbox and took out a sandwich to eat.

Chuuya opened his and all he found inside was a singular juice box and an apple, witch hadn't even been sliced. - The disappointment on his face was visible.

Dazai turned to him and asked, "What's that look for?" Then looked down at Chuuya's lunchbox. "Oh- hey, don't be sad. Here," he said as he slid his lunch over to him. "I only really wanted the sandwich. So you can have the rest of the stuff in there if you want. I didn't touch any of it, I promise."

"Oh- thank you," Chuuya replied.

"Mhm," Dazai said with a smile on his face.

Chuuya scooted closer to Dazai and started to eat the food he was given. "So.. do I call you Osamu?"

"Only if you'd like."

Chuuya smiled, "Okay."

Dazai laid down after finishing his sandwich and began to pick at the grass.

Chuuya handed him a juice box.

"Oh, thanks."

Dazai then found a dandelion. He picked it and put it behind his ear, "Do I look pretty, Chuuya?"

He let out a small giggle, "Yeah."

Dazai picked another one and put it behind Chuuya's ear, "There. Now we can both be pretty."

A small blush appeared on Chuuya's face before it was quickly replaced with a frown. "I don't think I can be pretty.. I mean- that's what my Mommy tells me at least," he said as he looked down.

"Whaaaat??" Dazai said with a confused look on his face.

"Mhm.."

"Don't listen to her then," Dazai huffed.

"But she's my Mommy.." Chuuya replied sadly.

"I can be your new Mommy! And I'll tell you how pretty you are!" He huffed again.

Chuuya let out a small giggle, "You're silly," he said.

Dazai smiled at the sound of Chuuya's laughter. "You're actually very pretty. So don't listen to anyone who says anything different. If someone does, you send 'em my way, kay?" He said as he playfully punched at the air in front of him.

Chuuya giggled once again before responding, "Okay," with a smile on his face.