Boats & Birds (Dazai X Reader)

I Will Follow You 'Cause I'm Under Your Spell

Dazai's POV

It took 2 days to finally find her. She made one big mistake: she used credit card. (A/N: Idk how it works, but I've seen this in Supernatural) Well, I need to admit, that as a person, who has never been in any criminal organization and who had a usual life, she was quiet good at hiding. But it wasn't enough. She made this mistake simply because she couldn't know about it. How could she know it? She's never done anything illegal, unlike me.

Finding her was quite difficult, actually. I couldn't do it myself so I had to contact Kunikida and tell him everything and then, he phoned me back to tell, that she was in Tokyo. Because she was using her credit card, we could even find out her whereabout.

I went to Tokyo immediately. I didn't care about anything, but her. How was she? How was she feeling? Was everything alright? Has Mafia found her or not? Yeah, Kunikida told me, that they were thinking about forgetting about this case since they still haven't caught us, but who knows what could have happened. I can't remember, when have I been worried so much before.

I haven't seen her for only 3 days, but it feels like a forever. I miss her. I miss her presence. I miss her voice. I miss her touch and the warmth of her skin. I miss her laugh and her beautiful smile. I miss her eyes. I miss her lips. I miss her everything.

While I was driving, I couldn't keep my mind from her. It was kinda amusing, that the one, whom people called 'heartless' and 'the demonic prodigy of the Port Mafia' wasn't able to keep his mind from a girl now.

I'm a bit angry at her for disappearing. It's not fair! People shouldn't just walk into someone's life, make them fall in love with them and then disappear! It's not right! All that's left after her was her letter, which was now lying on the passenger seat, her smell and my memories of her.

People are so obsessed with the first and the last things. First kiss. First date. First word. First day at school. And they also treasure memories of the last time they saw someone. Last song they've listened to. Last smile. Last look, when someone gave them. And of course, one's last words.

I was trying to remember my first memory of her. It was when I saved her from Akutagawa. I remember, how scared she looked like. I couldn't pass by her. To be honest, now that I think about it, I don't think, that I could pass by her even if she didn't need my help. She's too special to pass by. Is it what people call 'love at first sight'? When I found out her name, I wanted to suggest her committing a double suicide with me. I clearly remember the feeling, that stopped me. It was the desire to protect. I'm not embarrassed to admit it: I fell in love with her at first sight and I don't regret it.

I won't mind being stabbed, tortured, beaten, killed, hurt, burnt and much more if it would mean, that I'll have the chance to hold her hand again.

Hm, what's my last memory of her? Ah right!

I remember, how she was lying peacefully on my chest. Her eyes were closed and she was still breathing heavily just like me. I kissed her forehead and pulled the sheets to cover our bodies. She was so warm. She was exhausted so she just kept lying on me, while I was stroking her hair. I remember, how she suddenly kissed my chest and said those three words. "I love you." Even back then, I noticed, that her voice was sad and worried and oh, how I regret, that I didn't pay much attention to that! Instead, I just wrapped my arm around her waist and kissed her head before saying "I love you too". After that, we just kept lying like that so eventually we fell asleep. Well, I thought, that she was sleeping too.

Last words, that we said to each other were "I love you" and "I love you too". This thought doesn't leave my mind.

I need to stop thinking and focus on the road instead. Just a couple of hours and I'll see her. I'll see her again. I'll be able to touch her and hug her and kiss her. I'll be able to scold her for leaving me and I'll be able to hear her voice. I'll pull her into a very tight hug and promise her, that I'll never ever let her go. I'll tell her about everything I felt, when she wasn't near.

Just a couple of hours more. Everything will end in Tokyo.

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A/N: I shall warn you, that I've never been in Japan so if some of the descriptions are wrong, please don't blame me and tell me about it.