Soukoku Mini Stories

Purple Lilies. (Story 27)

It was war. The Detective Agency versus the Port Mafia, the time has finally come for the two clans to clash and battle their hearts out.

The Night Before:

"You know, if I die tomorrow Dazai, I don't want you to be sad about it," Chuya said laying down in the grass. "Please, I'm not gonna be sad at all." Chuya shot a glare at him, "You bastard." Dazai laid down next to him putting his arm around him. "I hate you for leaving the Mafia. I don't wanna fight you tomorrow Osamu." Dazai looked at Chuya, he had a sad expression, yet his eyes were glued on the stars in the dark blue skies. Dazai stayed quiet, the crickets and their breaths were noises that could be heard.

"I'm not gonna fight you tomorrow Chuya, In fact, ill stay far away from you. I'll just take down Mori." Chuya looked at Dazai, "Heh, good luck I guess. I won't attack you either. There's just, something inside of me that adores you and admires you-" "Chibi, you just love me." Dazai chuckled, and Chuya lightly punched him in his side. "Bastard." Dazai placed his soft lips on Chuya's cold pale cheek, "Don't get killed tomorrow Chibi." Chuya blushed at Dazai's actions, "Don't act impulsivity tomorrow." Chuya rested his head on Dazai's arm. The two of them star gazed, admiring the stars that lit up the sky. Eventually, they went their separate ways.

October 31st. (Battle was brought to a conclusion.)

"Oh my god, Annabelle! Did you hear the news?" "Dude, you gotta listen to this news report." "Today's headline is about a battle that took place among Yokohama's biggest clans. The Port Mafia and the Armed Dectevie Agency. The battle led to mass destruction, and many casualties. The Armed Detective Agency was victorious and took down the largest criminal organization in Yokohama, The Port Mafia!" 

The autumn breeze felt bitter. Fukuzawa, Jun'ichirō, Kenji, Ranpo, Yosano, Kyōka, Kunikida, Atsushi, and Dazai stood in a cemetery. The breeze flowed in their hair, goosebumps forming on their skin. "We defeated the Port Mafia?" Kyoka spoke up, "Indeed." Fukuzawa let a sigh escape his lips, "I will be taking my leave now." He and a few other members followed him out, "I hope you're in hell Mori" Yosano mumbled before leaving the cemetery. 

Dazai took a knee, he closed his eyes letting the autumn breeze touch his pale face. "Dazai? Their bad guys? Why are you...?" Atsushi questioned, "They were a group of villains, but they were still human Atsushi." Atsushi nodded in response understanding Dazai. Dazai placed a fresh purple lily on a tombstone, with that he got up and he and Atsushi left the cemetery.

"Boss, the Agency thinks we are goners." He smirked holding his cell phone to his ear, Chuya came out from behind the large oak tree in the cemetery, "Ah, perfect." Chuya hung up his call, Chuya walked over to the tombstones, and he noticed a purple lily on his tombstone. He picked it up smelling it. "I know this was you shitty Dazai." He smiled gripping the lily. "Until next time, my dear partner Dazai." He stopped in his tracks looking down at the lily, a tear falling down his cheek, "I'll cherish the good times we had, and ill miss you."