"Lunch break everyone! Be back an hour from now!" Kunikida announced, his eyes watching the clicking clock.
"Dazai-san," Atsushi called out, running to catch up to his superior. "With all due respect, you look terrible." Atsushi had felt terrible after his run in with Dazai. He hadn't asked for an explanation, afraid of being a gossiper. It only filled him with distraught.
"Thank you Atsushi-kun, really." He ruffled the boy's hair, smiling towards him as a signal for the two to head out.
When the two entered the cafe, Dazai insisted on treating him. Atsushi took the offer. The cafe wasn't as lively as usual. Most of the agency went to try a new Korean BBQ down the street. Both declined the offer, having "files" to discuss.
"I often look at flowers during the winter." Dazai began after their drinks were served.
"The season where they're at their lowest. I find myself wanting to be one. Only because they wither, slowly and painlessly. I want to know if they ever feel pain. If they know they're beautiful or not. I want to know how beautiful she felt. The pain she felt..."
Atsushi only thought of his flaws. How a man, like Dazai Osamu, would only ever bring torment, and torture. "Do you find it amusing, Dazai-san?" Atsushi sipped the cup in front of him. The taste of his coffee bitter, not to his usual liking.
"I find it amusing," His eyes gazed out the window. "The way that she talks, the way her words slip off of her tongue."
"So, a selfish desire? If I hadn't know you any better, I would have labeled you a psychopath," Atsushi chuckled, raising his hand to brush through his hair. "Maybe you are one."
"Do you think Yosano-san would approve of such things?"
"I'm not sure. I would ask her but she won't be back for another week. She left yesterday for Seoul." Dazai's silence was taunting. Almost as if one peeking sound would send him erupting.
"I did something wrong. Something I'll never forgive myself for, because it was selfish of me to pursue." His gaze switched to the palms of his hands, searching for something to complain about, his ending abrupt, palms over his eyes. "I felt sick. So sick, I felt that I had maybe just ruined something special."
Atsushi thought it was wrong of him to hear his denial, that it was too invasive on his part;
Atsushi only smiled, "It's okay, I'm okay just knowing that you're fine."
SHE
CHAPTER SIX: THIS IS GIVEN ONLY ONCE.
When the days flew by all he could think about was the proposal.
"I think I would rather be a poet. Is there a significant difference?"
The proposal of whether or not he would put down all he would miss of her when she left.
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Fanfiction"There will always be a moment where a person will feel inflicting pain. Physical or mentally, there are people who have it easy, and others unpleasantly worse. It's normal to feel hurt, to feel sad, or angry. We'll not always feel happiness. That's...
