Kingdom Of Hearts || Soukoku

5|| June 19, 2000 - June 14, 2002

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Chapter song: Lean On Me by Bill Withers. 

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October 22, 2040

Regret was evident in Chuuya's voice for not being able to save Dazai that day. Atsushi could see that and wanted to say something to comfort him someway, somehow. "You were just a child too, Chuuya-san... You had no chance against a fully grown man."

Chuuya let out a heavy sigh, his shoulders slumping with the weight of decades-old guilt. "I know, Atsushi-kun," he replied, his voice tinged with sorrow. "But knowing that doesn't make it any easier to bear. I should have done something, anything to protect him."

Atsushi listened intently, his heart aching for Chuuya as he recounted the painful memories. He could sense the depth of Chuuya's remorse, the burden he carried for not intervening that fateful day on beach so many years ago.

"I have spent years regretting my inaction," Chuuya continued, his voice wavering slightly. "But no matter how much I wish I could change the past, I can't. All I can do now is carry the weight of my mistakes and try to live with them.

Atsushi nodded in understanding, his expression sympathetic. He could see the tool that the past had taken on Chuuya, the way it haunted him even now, after decades. But he also saw the strength in Chuuya's resolve, the determination to carry on despite the pain.

"I'm sorry you had to go through that," Atsushi said softly, offering what little comfort he could. "But please know that it's not your fault. You were just a child, just like Dazai-san."

Chuuya offered a faint smile, grateful for Atsushi's words of reassurance. "Thank you, Atsushi-kun," he said, his voice filled with gratitude. "I appreciate your kindness more than you know."

As they sat in silence, the weight of past lingering between them, Atsushi couldn't help but feel a newfound respect for Chuuya, the man who raised him all these years. Despite the pain he had endured, despite the mistakes he had made, Chuuya remained resilient, a testament to the strength of the human spirit. 

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June 20, 2000

When Chuuya went to the beach the next day, Dazai was sitting in his usual place, drawing something in the soft sand with a branch in his hand. "I wish this branch was a magic wand which can change my life for good." He muttered, without looking at Chuuya.

Chuuya approached Dazai slowly, taking in the sight of his friend hunched over in the sand. He could see the pain etched on Dazai's face, the weight of his words heavy in the air.

Sitting down beside him, Chuuya hesitated for a moment before speaking. "Dazai," he began softly, "I know things are tough right now, but you are not alone. I'm here for you."