Darkness- Soukoku

Awake

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DAZAI POV.

Blurry. Pain. Spinning.
A figure in front of me.
Shouting. Crying.
Fuck.
I am alive.

Chuuya was in front of me. And he was crying.
Like actually.
....so cute.....he really should cry more.

His orange hair draped over his face, he really did seem like a mess. No coat on, hat on the ground.
And his eyes. The ocean water from his eyes were flowing out now, down his face, like rain on a window.
So beautiful.
Lol he is just like a little girl, crying about losing a doll....haha-

"DAZAI YOU SHITTY DAZAI"

I gave a weak smirk. "Such a loving greeting, I feel honoured!" I said, straining myself to say those words.

"YOU-YOU FUCKING TACKY BASTARD!"
Wow. He really does seem angry. I wonder why though? Not like he really does care for a shit like me right?
"Awww you cute little girl! Don't worry I'm sure your lost doll isn't far away~"

SLAP

I am dazed.
It hurts.
My cheek hurts.
I taste blood on my lips.
I'm annoyed.
I know I deserve punishment for my sins.
But why is the guy who just prevented me from being punished slap me.
I am annoyed.

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CHUUYA POV.

W-what did I just do?
Shit.
But I was really angry.
He really was making me angry.
In a condition like that, and still he is being stupid. He is joking around, messing around, not taking anything seriously, when I was being so serious.
Fuck I was crying for him.
I was angry at him. So I slapped him.

But now...I feel scared.
Those dark eyes, looking straight at me. They no longer were soft, like chocolate. But something far more scary.
Staring straight at me...those eyes were controlling.
They were dominating.
I couldn't say anything to those eyes. I lost my voice.

For the first time ever, I saw this side of Dazai. And finally I understood why he was so feared.

This serious side of Dazai. It frightens me. He was definitely annoyed at me. I regret slapping him. My anger has been replaced with fear.

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DAZAI POV.

Fear. I smell fear.
Of course. Even Nakahara Chuuya, the all so diligent man would cower and feel fear now.
After all, I am annoyed with him.

I watch him, stare directly at him. Chuuya is now seemingly frozen, unable to move his eyes away fro mine.

That's right, I thought, I am the one in charge, you see? I am the one who can control you. And you are going to obey.

I flicked my finger, motioning for him to come towards me.

The petite figure obeyed, and came towards my bed.

I have to admit, that kind of surprised me.

Who knew the foul-mouthed man could be so submissive?

The ginger was now looking down at his feet, his eyes unable to meet mine.

I lift up my arm, slightly wincing- it still hurt- but not letting the pain show on my face.

With my bandaged hand, I lift is head up.

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