soukoku one shots

sending hearts: pt.3

Since then, they together started investigating. It was really a hard case to solve since the address was also unknown and Chuuya couldn't even guess. He literally had no idea.

"It's a male atleast, i can tell." Dazai said to him one morning as he took a sip of his coffee.

He would come to visit chuuya just to make sure he was in no trouble again. After that however, he had received threat letters and hearts again and again, all of them were real hearts. Real human hearts, where the culprit killed the humans to get them.

"I dont really care.. i really am scared about why would a genuine person want to kill off someone just to get their heart and send it to no one else but me? This is absurdly crazy. I bet hes some psychopath." Chuuya replied.

"I bet he is. So um Chuuya, who do you actually think it could be? Do you still got no ideas?" he asked.

"I don't freaking know. We've been talking about this everyday now. Please shut up and investigate for fucking real. I know you are but.. I just cant. I'm sorry.." he sighed and got up to drink a glass of water.

Dazai seemed to be unbothered by that anyway. He tried thinking calmly about the case once again. He got to know every single detail about Chuuya at that point. Being silent for a while, the doorbell rang once again, which got in chuuya's nerves.

"Oh my.. If it is a delivery man once again i'm literally gonna kill myself. It's either me or the killer." Chuuya opened the door, only to see a postman again with a new letter.

"Mr. Nakahara, you have a lett-" he stopped in the middle once he saw Dazai. He was staring into his soul. The post man however, remained calm again and continued.

"Letter from an unknown person."

"Yeah yeah just you know what.. Throw it into the trash. I don't fucking need it. Go away please. Never come with letters." Chuuya was about to lose it.

Dazai got up and took the letter from him. "Chuuya, there can be clues in these letters. So don't just throw them away." he walked past Chuuya and opened the letter as the postman left without a word.

Dazai then read the letter to him.

"This time you got yourself a detective? You really think it is gonna work.. You know it isn't gonna work.. It will never work.. You know nothing about me. Can you not give me a chance to be your lover once? I'll love you till you're no longer breathing. I'll love you.. Like nobody else. And don't you DARE. THROWING. THE. GIFTS. I. SEND. YOU. i'll work on another heart for you and only for you, my darling."

Chuuya got goosebumps at the warning part of the letter. Dazai however, effortlessly read it to him as if it had Been one of his regular activities.
"This was a short one, but a triggered one."

"I really wonder why i am the victim even.. Why.. Why is this happening to only me." Chuuya started breaking down as he sat on the sofa hopelessly.

"I bet this isnt happening to only you. The murderer is really puzzling i must say. By reading this letter anyway, he seemed afraid. Terrified of getting caught. The way he wrote it. Everything says it all, just by reading it. He even warned you not to throw the gifts away even though we can get thousands of clues because of them. But.. This guy is a tough one, he seems to do his murders very carefully." Dazai sighed as he threw the letter to the dustbin.

"Well, that doesn't matter. It seems like he's gonna commit another murder very soon. Who is he even murdering? We didn't even find the victim's body from the previous murder, which is quite strange. He's keeping the bodies in his fridge or something. If we had the bodies, if we could recognise them, probably we could find a way to him. Sadly, the bodies are unknown." he continued and looked at Chuuya.

"Don't worry, i will protect you, even it is to sacrifice my life for that." he assured Chuuya.

"I still can't stay calm after all these. What did i even do to him? Who is he even? I really badly wanna know who he is. And how i am related to him. Why is he that obsessed with me? I'm nothing more than a normal living person. I bet this guy doesn't even have a life."

There was a phone call after that. It was from the police station.

"We found a body, and the heart is missing." Chuuya listened to the words and looked at Dazai in terror.
"What did they say?"

"They found a body without their heart. I bet.. It's him."

Dazai raised his eyebrows and seemed shocked by the news. His hands became cold. He just nods then. "Well, that's really great to know. I suppose we can finally get closer to him." he said, in a very calm way.

"Let's go get there." Chuuya grabbed his jacket and Dazai's hand. As he felt the coldness of his hand, he stopped rushing.

"Why are your hands cold?" as soon as he asked this, Dazai took his hand back and headed out before him without saying a word, which left Chuuya dumbfounded. He knew he was on his way to the police station, so he followed him as well.

After investigating the body, they were able to detect the profession of the murderer.

He was a surgeon. Of course, that made so much sense.

The way he cut the body, the investigators didn't even notice that the heart was even gone.

After returning home, Chuuya gave a glass of water to Dazai and finally spoke to him.

"You haven't spoken since then. What's wrong?" Dazai looked at him as he said the words.

"Also.. Why are you doing so much for me. You're only risking your life. Please, don't anymore. I can.. Live alone as usual. You don't have to live with me to ensure my safety. I suppose.. You're really very done with these all. Your face seems to be very much like it. However, i don't really know." he said as he sat beside him. Dazai didn't take his eyes off of him.

He only stared at him. The stare was so hard to detect how he was feeling. Chuuya had no idea. He just looked back at the lifeless eyes. Lifeless, yet full of emotions. So many emotions that they seemed lifeless.

He remained like that. Didn't move an inch. He became numb.

"Dazai.. Are you even listening? What.. Happened to you..? Are you okay.." he managed to say. Despite that, Dazai remained silent, still staring at him.

Chuuya felt somewhat uncomfortable at that.

"Chuuya.."

"Yeah? I'm listening."

"How does it feel to be obsessed with someone? Does it lead to.. Murdering people? How? How inhuman can people be?

Love isn't like this. It shouldn't be like this."