Soukoku Mini Stories

Red roses are not my favorite Flower. (Story 63)

A couple of years passed by, and the Rats were defeated but now the Armed Detective Agency and the Port Mafia were at war with each other. Fighting for their beloved city, Yokohama. Dazai received an odd text message saying: 'Underground tunnel, six thirty p.m. Just you and me alone.' The sun was setting in Yokohama, and Dazai started making his way to the underground tunnel. He was prepared for the worst.

Above him, the lights flickered, small bugs flying around, rats scramming hearing the sound of Dazai's footsteps. There he saw a figure leaning against a pillar smoking a cigarette and sharpening a knife. "Well, isn't this lovely," Dazai smirked at the mysterious figure infront of him. "Yeah, lovely indeed. Dazai, you remember that promise I said to you all those years ago?" "No, I don't." "Of course you forgot, dumbass. I want to kill you myself, and now I have a perfect chance too." Chuya Nakahara stepped on his cigarette and stepped forward. He and Dazai were inches apart.

Dazai pulled out his gun placing it on Chuya's head. "Tch, you think that'll kill me?" "I am not dying today." "But you are. This is perfect, the two gifted organizations are at war with eachother. For Christ's Sake, your people already murdered Black Lizard and so many more of my people! For what? This city?" Dazai fell silent. "Nothing to say huh?" Dazai responded by placing his finger on the trigger, "Chuya, don't move or I will shoot you point blank and kill you." Chuya lowered his head and a smirk formed on his lips. Chuya took a step forward, "Oh, c'mon love! I'm making this easier for you. Go ahead, kill me."

Chuya looked at Dazai, Dazai "Love huh, that is your favorite nickname for me hm?" Before Chuya would respond Dazai pulled Chuya into a deep kiss. Their lips melted together, Chuya's dirty cigarette lips and Dazai's pure innocent lips melting into eachother. Chuya reached down for his knife, Dazai not paying attention, his eyes closed embracing their kiss. Without any hesitation, Chuya flipped the blade catching it in the air, and stabbed Dazai in the left side of his chest. Dazai leaped backward spitting out crimson blood.

"Heh, I knew that was coming," Dazai said with a smirk. "I don't break my promises huh?" Dazai chuckled as blood dripped down his chin, "Yeah, that's one thing I liked about you. You always kept your word. Till the very end." Chuya leaned down infront of his bleeding lover. Dazai smiled and collapsed on his back. "I don't regret anything we did together, Chibi. I love you." Dazai faintly smiled as blood oozed out of his stab wound, "I love you to asshole." Chuya smiled cupping one side of Dazai's pale cheek, Dazai leaned into his warm hand, "You'll come to visit me every day right?" "Of course, I'll put your favorite flowers on your tomb every day." Chuya smiled at his dying lover.

"Wait a minute, I never told you my favorite flower." Dazai's face grew paler. "Huh? I thought it was red roses." Dazai chuckled, and a little blood spat out of his mouth, "No Chibi. My favorite flowers are orchids..." Dazai's heart stopped, and his lips turned grey. He is gone. Chuya looked at his lover's dead body, "Orchids, got it. Well, I will see you soon then with some orchids." Chuya got up, he pulled his knife out of his lover's cold decreased body. Chuya looked at his gloves, Dazai's blood was everywhere on them, even on Chuya's clothing, there were blood stains everywhere. Chuya walked out of the underground tunnel, with his lover's blood on his hands.