Drama Love Book 2 (soukoku fanfic)

A grave with your name on it

Chuuyas POV:

Spring vacation came and my mother and brother decided to stay at a motel since my apartment was small. My birthday was tommorow and off course my mother suggested to got to a fancy restaurant. I have no problem with that its just.

"Sir do you have any spare change, i need to catch the bus" Someone asked me distracting me from my thoughts.

I got up from sitting on the ground and remerging thru pockets.

"Here" I said handing him some change.

"Thank you, your such a kind soul. Family member your visiting?" He asked noticing the grave stone i was sitting at.

"I- well no he was a friend or something" I said with a awkward smile.

"Sorry for your loss, i leave you two alone now. Have a good evening" He said bowing and then he left.

"Here that bastard, the old man is sorry that i lost you"

I said as i locked back at the graved stone that was marked 'Osamu Dazai'.

"3 years without you idiot. And im till visiting you for some reason" I said out loud knowing i wouldn't get a response.

But i knew the reason why i kept visiting im. Even when hes dead, ill never say it out loud.

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When i got home, my mother was there for some reason.

"Oh chuuya your home, i made you some miso soup for dinner" Kouyou said with a smile.

"You really missed cooking for me huh?" I said with a laugh.

"Nonsense. You were gone for a while so i thought i would make something" She said with a smile.

"Miss Tobashi always makes me food when im working. You two are such caring people" I said with a down smile.

"Everything alright? Where did you go?" She asked with concern in her voice.

"I was at the graveyard" I said taking off my hat and shoes.

"Your always visiting that friend, yet you talk about him like he was a nuisance to you" She with a raised eyebrow.

"Chuuya let me ask you this. What was he too you?" She asked.

When she asked that. I honestly didn't know how to answer. He wasn't my friend or just some coworker, we weren't even lovers? So what was dazai to me? Why did he mean so much to me? We knew each other for half a year so why did he mean so much to me. He lied to me. used me like some pawn for his theater show. Maybe the question is why did i mean so much to him in the first place? All theses questions and yet i will never have answers to.

"I don't know." I said.

She smiled and walked up to me and pulled me into a hug.

"You don't have to know lad. You can just say he was your fish, or whatever you called him" She said with a chuckle.

I embraced the hug and chuckled back too.

"Now go and wash up so you can eat" She said pulling back from the hug.

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The next moring i woke up at 8am. It was finally the day. I looked at my phone and got a bunch off birthday wishes from people. It was nice but i dont really like it when people make a fuss about my birthday. Its just a day where i turned a new age. Nothing else.

I got up and fed saki and prepared for the day i was about to have.

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Around 3pm i got a text from Oda wishing me a happy birthday. And also a text saying he was coming over. Half a hour later he did and when i answered the door for him. He had a book that he was caring. It had a red and white cover on it.