Who are you?

Chapter 1

The wind flow, bringing with it, the dust, leaves. There, stood a man with dark brown, short, wavy hair. Hands fixing his hair as he looks up the sky. 

'It's been a while huh'

Tucking his hands into his pocket, he proceeds in walking. Head in a low bow, avoiding the gazes of his surrounding. 

He has never been this silent. If today were a normal day, then he would have started his endless suicide attempt. Today is somewhat a special day for him. It marks the beginning and the end of his life. Call it, an anniversary of some sort. 

For him today is the bridge. Like in a song, there is the bridge that connects the verse and chorus. This bridge connects his past, present, and future. 

He sometimes classify it as the day of repentance. Recalling how dirty his past was, and if it wasn't for this day, then he would have to remain dirty to the society.

He's thankful yet he regrets this day.  If only his past is as clear as crystal, then he wouldn't have regretted this. This day would've been full of laughter.   Would his past been clean, then he wouldn't be off running Then he wouldn't have the hard time coping.

"It's been awhile huh"

He looks at the tomb in front of him. Eyes lased with longing. 

"Sory for not visiting. I've been busy with my suicide attempt."

Now sporting a melancholic smile, he stroked the tomb. 

'It's clean' he continues stroking the tomb. 

Remembering how much fun he and this person had in the past. 

"Ah... Maybe it's a girl" he turned to a chibi form of his. Left arm crossed, right arm on top of his semi fisted right hand. Left thumb and point finger in his chin. Posing as if he was thinking.

"I didn't know you have a lover, Oda" he chirped. Eyes somewhat shining as he talks casually.

He knew fully well that the person he's talking to is long dead, but here he is talking about it anyway.  He might have dubbed his self as a crazy person, but who cares.

"I feel sorry for the lovely lady" returning once again to his 'thinking' pose, nodding repeatedly, as if he have come to an agreement. 

"Your heartless, Oda-kun! How can you doing that to a lady!" childishly pointing an accusing finger on the tomb in front of him as if he was complaining to a living being. 

"pfft-!"

A  snort/laugh escape the mouth a stranger carrying a bouquet of flowers.

"*ahem* ahem* What brought you here my fair lady" jumping off to flirting after clearing his throat, he took the lady's hand and kiss it.

"Is this your way of covering your embarrassment my lord?" going with the flow of the stranger, she 'flirted' back. Chuckling softly.

The person in front of her seems to be interesting and crazy at the same time. What can she say? Having a brother who works for the mafia, yet is as gentle as of that a loving mother, but is stronger than a normal person, is crazy enough.

"I'm just communicating with my dead friend, my fair lady" standing up and facing her head on, he gave a gentle smile. 

"A friend?" looking behind him, she saw the tombstone of her brother. 

"You're my brother's friend?" she asked, head tilting to the side. 

Eyes widening, he's taken back by the statement but never let it show on his face. 

"Oda is your brother?" asking back. 

He checks her out and he can actually see the similarities. Looking at her up and down, she has a big bust, must be around border B cup or C cup. Small waist it must be around and-!

'Dazai! clear your thought!' mentally shaking his head, he once again checks her out. This time to see the resemblance

She has the same milky skin, reddish brown hair, and reddish eyes. 

'She certainly-'

"Done checking me out, my lord?" there on her face is a sly grin. 

She knows full well what he has been doing for the past few seconds. 

"Well. If you'll excuse me. I would like to put this flower down" 

Walking past him she headed straight to the tomb and put the flower down. She stared at it for few seconds until a gentle smile crossed her face. 

"Your not gonna talk to him?" he warily asked

Facing him with a sharp turn, she must have completely forgotten about him being there beside her. 

"I don't think I need to. I bet if he's here he would have laughed his butt."

Dazai gave her a questioning look.

"Shouldn't you be back to your agency Dazai-san?" 

"I' m taking the day off~" he nonchalantly replied. 

An idea suddenly pops up his head. Taking her hand, he drags her with him.

"Come with me, my lady!" 

"W-wha-! Wait!"

That's the start of Dazai's and the strange lady's story