Soukoku Mini Stories

A toast to Death. (Story 10)

Chuya opened up Mori's office doors, "Boss? What's this meeting about?" Mori and Kōyō were sitting down already having a conversation. "Welcome Chuya, please have a seat." Chuya sat down, "Okay...do you wanna tell me what this secret meeting is about?" Mori chuckled as Kōyō filled up a glass of wine for Chuya. "We are toasting to death. The Agency and the 'Rats' had their battle the other day, causing mass destruction to our lovely city, and taking people's lives. Dazai died in the battle, and to that, we toast." Chuya's blue eyes widen upon hearing the news. "Dazai died? Are you sure boss?" "I am positive Chuya, former executive Osamu Dazai is officially six feet under." "Let us toast now." Kōyō raised her glass, Mori following, and Chuya raised him as well. Their glasses clinked together and they each took a sip of their wine.

"Let us tell stories about Osamu Dazai," Kōyō suggested as she sipped her wine again. "Of course, why not. Chuya do you wanna start?" Mori suggested, Chuya was in disbelief his partner died on him. He shook his head losing his train of thought. "Hmm...our battle with Randō is a pretty good story," Chuya told the day that he and Dazai went out on their first mission together, fighting Randō, playing arcade games, and walking to locations together. The two of them would bricker, and tease each other along the way. Mori was next, he told a story about Dazai's very first mission at the Mafia, then Kōyō told a story as well. The moonlight popped out of the sky, the moonlight shining through Mori's office windows. "I gotta get going, I have a task to complete tonight." Chuya put his empty wine glass on the table beside the red chair he sat in. 

"Understood, best of luck Chuya." Chuya bowed and left the office. "He didn't seem to take the news well, hmm?" Kōyō side eye Mori, "I agree, he looked like he was going to fall apart." "Are you sad about Dazai's death, Sir Mori?" "Hmm...A little bit I guess. I would have been more devastated if he was with the Port Mafia." Chuya got into his car and broke down into angry but sad tears. "God Damn it Dazai! I wanted to kill you, I can't lose you like this. That's not fair! I wasn't there protecting you!" He slammed his fists into his steering wheel while tears streamed down his cheeks. The sun shined across Yokohama's sky, birds flying around and chirping their hearts out. Chuya was brushing his teeth, his eyes were puffy red, and messy ginger hair, "God Damn it, I'm a fucking mess. Why am I so upset?" Chuya sighed spitting out his toothpaste and got ready for the day.  

 "Come in" Mori was sitting at his desk reading a book, "Ah Chuya! Was the mission successful last night?" "Yes sir, Black Lizard is now in charge of his task." "Excellent, that is just wonderful! Now then, I will grant you the day off, since you had to work so late yesterday night." "Oh, are you sure boss?" "Yes I am sure, please take a day to yourself." "Well, thanks, boss. I guess I'll see you tomorrow then." "See you." Chuya left Mori's office heading back to his car. Mori got up going to his large windows, "I'm guessing he is on his way to Yokohama's graveyard to visit his former partner." Mori chuckled to himself resting his hand on the window. Chuya parked his car and started walking into Yokohama's graveyard. He managed to find a grave that was 'reserved' for D.O. Chuya let a sigh escape his lips as he sat down in front of the grave.

"Dazai...I don't even know if you're buried under there or a pile of ashes under there but, I have to say; I'm sorry." Tears started forming in Chuya's blue eyes, Chuya clenched his hat holding it to his chest. "God damn it. I hate you Dazai. I hate you so fucking much, but I miss you." Tears started streaming down Chuya's cheeks, his hair blew in the wind. "I thought you were supposed to hate me, Chuya." Chuyas' blue eyes widen, and he looked over his shoulder seeing Dazai standing behind him. Dazai looked fine, his arm was in a cast, and a few bandages on his face and bandages around his arms and neck. "Dazai? Is that really you?" Chuya spits out, and the tears froze on his cheeks. "Yeah, do you really think Fydor can kill me? Psst, Chuya please, we have taken down so many stronger enemies than that loser." "I don't understand. Mori said you died, we even toasted to death for you and told stories." "Wow, does the Port Mafia miss me that much they would toast to me? I'm honored truly." "Asshole...you didn't die then, then this grave." Chuya looked back at the grave, and Dazai sat down next to him. "Chuya, we have taken out stronger enemies together in the Port Mafia. Yesterday was a piece of cake to me." Chuya looked at his former partner, a single tear dripping down his cheek. "Jackass." Dazai put his arm around Chuya, "Well Chibi I am curious, what story did you tell at the toast yesterday? I'm dying to know."