Tainted Love (Chuuya X Reader)

Confession & Recovery

    The three of them look at the bloody form of Rimbaud. Each injured form the previous battle. The sky now visible as the subspace disappeared. The sun was setting casting light on the aftermath of the battle. Rimbaud stirs with the last bit of his strength.

"Any last words, Randou?" Dazai asks. "If you have any final wish, we'll see what we can do."

"There is no need for that. There is nothing left for me in this world."

"What do you mean by that?" Y/N asks softly.

Rimbaud took in a shaky breath before looking at her. "When.. I took in.. Chuuya's skill a.. few moments ago. I remembered.. what happened.. to my friend, Paul."

The trio all focused on him. They waited for him to give them one of the many missing pieces from this puzzle. The pool of bool was growing larger by the second. Y/N worried he would die before he finished his story.

"He betrayed me.. and our country.. at the last.. second. During our.. escape, he tried to... stab me from behind. I... just barely managed to dodge. We... fought to.. the death. In the end, I... killed him. My best friend, I killed... him with my own hands." The light was fading from his eyes.

"I see." Dazai said, "A fight between gifted spies would have caused quite the commotion. The military must have noticed and surrounded you. That's when you tried to absorb Arahabaki."

Rimbaud did not respond to Dazai, instead he focused on Chuuya. "Chuuya... may I... ask you.. a favor?"

"What is it?"

"Live." Rimbaud takes in another breath. His voice barely more than a whisper now. "There.. is no longer.. a way to tell... who you are.. or where you came from. Even if.. you are just.. a pattern.. engraved on.. a power source.. know that you are you. Nothing changes that, because.. all people.. their brains and bodies... are all patterns... on the world."

Rimbaud's eyes grow cloudier, less focused. Y/N, Chuuya, and Dazai waited for what he would say next. As if he would give some vital information they could not miss.

Rimbaud smiled faintly. "It's strange.. I don't feel cold any more. Paul... did you feel... this warmth at... the end too?"

He went still, his eyes no longer seeing. Rimbaud was gone.

Silence fell over them. None of them dared to move just yet. A breeze blew though the building off the ocean bringing with it a sense of finality. The three of them knew normal was no longer an option for them.

Some time later a Mafia transport came, taking them away to receive treatment for their injuries. After receiving treatment, Chuuya left without a word. Dazai's injurie was more sever, he would not be able to leave the care facility for at least a week. Y/N suffered miner injuries in comparison. She had a fracture in her left leg, leaving her crutch bound for the time being. She was also disallowed from leaving the Port Mafia's head quarters without an escort.

The day after the incident she stood alone in a room towards the middle of the Mafia's headquarters. Her crutches supporting her. She was looking out a window down at the street below. Y/N didn't know it, but she would be seeing Chuuya again very soon.

Authors note

Sorry for the short chapter. I had originally intended for it to be longer, but I just didn't have time this week. I should be able to have a longer chapter out next week.