The fireworks shine so bright, Chuuya laid on a rooftop as if waiting for someone, his eyes once shining like the sky now seem dark as the deep ocean.
“Hey, mind if I sit here? It’s the best spot to look at these fireworks” a familiar voice said. Chuuya turned and saw a brunet with those same familiar eyes, the only thing different was that he was a child. “Woah are they real? They look so cool!” The child seemed excited about the new experience.
“Osamu?” Chuuya called out.
“Osamu? Who is that? Is it Mr.fox’s friend?” The child was confused but still smiling. “My name is Shikyo.”
“Shikyo? Did your parents give you that name?”
The child nodded. To give your child a name of death, it is true Dazai has no luck for family. The ginger noticed the bruises on the child’s leg and his immediate action was to get the pain relief pills from his pockets. “Here” Chuuya handed the child some pills “these should make you less painful.”
“Are these poison?” the child asked carefully “they gave me the same exact pills in hope I die, are you the same as them?” Chuuya stared at the child and sighed “these are pain relievers, eat these and you don’t have to feel the pain” Chuuya remembered how Dazai never liked the pain so he brought boxes of pain relief pills.
Looking at the child.
Under the beautiful fireworks, Chuuya took the child home.
