City Of Stars; Dazai Osamu

03. If I Be Wrong

I came out of the building, where my apartment was, having a surprisingly good spirit. Despite the fact, that it was morning and I was sleepy, I still wasn't feeling that nasty grumpy ache inside of my chest like I was usually.

Somehow, I knew, that this day was going to be good. I didn't have any proof of that, but I just knew it

I was walking down the streets, understanding, that I was dressed a little too coldly for the 15th of December, but I couldn't change it anyway (although, I made some notes in my mind).

Gloomy people were passing by me. It was that time of the year, when I didn't have to bear all those curious gazes, brought to my bandages, that covered most of my body, because everyone was looking down at their feet to not fall on the ice-crusted ground. There literally wasn't anyone, who would look up at the sky, at the snowflakes, at the shop windows and I could never understand this. I may not like people, but I will never deny, that Yokohama is very beautiful during the winter season.

Shop windows were my favorites, except for snowflakes. Beautifully decorated with bright lights and amazing toys - shop windows always had me staring at them interestedly. Especially the windows of toy stores. I loved walking closely to the glass and look at all the moving toys, which I never got the chance to play with, nor that I ever had a chance to play at all.

Perhaps, this was why I loved it. I was trying to enjoy all the things, which I had to enjoy in the childhood. I was simply trying to fill all the "blank spaces".

Whatever reason I had, I was stuck to the shop windows again. I didn't have any time to go inside since I was late for work already, but I couldn't restrict myself from the pleasure of at least enjoying this beauty.

I was watching the moving toy dancing, when suddenly I heard a familiar voice...

"I didn't expect to see you here."

I looked down at the person, who talked to me and to say, that I was surprised was to say nothing.

"(Y/N)?" I asked, blinking "What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in the publishing office? As I know, your office is quite far from here and it's a working day today."

"I am allowed to come a little later today." She answered, burying her (e/c) eyes into mine "But I wanted to ask you the same thing. Why are you here?"

"Oh, I was just...walking down the street."

"Nice, Osamu. Great excuse." I told myself

"Just walking?" She asked again "I see...you know, I actually wanted to apologize."

"For what?" I didn't understand her

"For leaving you in the cafe yesterday. It was rude of me and I'm sorry." She explained, looking down a little "I thought, we wouldn't meet again, but since we did, I just want you to know that I'm very sorry for that."

"You don't have to apologize." I sighed "I was never angry or upset because of that so it's alright. By the way, it indeed is unusual, that we met by such a coincidence."

"But it's a good coincidence, don't you think~?" She smiled softly

"Of course, it is~" I smiled back because it was impossible to keep your lips from curving, when such a cute girl is smiling sunnily at you "I'm glad, that I could meet you again after all these years~"

"To be honest...I didn't think, that you would like to talk to me after my rude behavior." She said "I had a reason for it though, but I'll tell you about it next time."

"Next time~?" I smiled wider "You think, that there will be next time?"

"I'm sure there will." She replied "There are always several "next time"s in stories like ours."

Some sudden memories stroke in my head because I have already heard these words from her. That time, her hair was flattering on the wind just like it was now. We were standing in one of our hidden meeting places and I was asking her different questions about her life. I remember, there was a cigarette in my mouth and a flower in her hair, when she leaned closer to me and said those words, before telling me, that she had to go home.

"I guess you are right." I agreed

"It's half past 9 already. I don't want you to be late for work. How about...we give each other our phone numbers?" She asked, before adding quietly "I don't want to lose you again..."

My eyes sparkled

"Oh, sure thing, Bella Donna~!" I exclaimed, before giving her my number and taking hers

She left right after this since she got a call from her boss and I headed to work.

Being scolded by Kunikida was worth seeing her again. After all, meeting an old friend is always a nice surprise, right?

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Don't forget to comment :3 it motivates me a lot

Also I have one important thing to say and one important thing to ask!

1) I think, that once I finish writing this boom, I'll start a Dazai x Reader one shot book and will continue writing there. I won't write one shots for all characters anymore. I keep getting rude comments. There is difference between criticism, which is good, and rudeness. Criticism is very appreciated, but I will never tolerant rudeness. On that book, people keep being rude with requests and when commenting and I don't wanna write there anymore + I don't like some of the characters, that are often requested (e.g. Ranpo, Ango or Junichiro. They're fine and there's nothing wrong with loving them, but sorry, I don't like them. Also, I don't really like writing about Atsushi, although he's such a sweet cinnamon roll. He's just hard to write about for me).
So yup. That's it. You can thank some users because I've had enough.

2) Can anyone recommend me some good bts fanfics? I don't really care if it's a ship or not, I only don't like OCs. I was trying to find any, but I only found stories with trivial plots and love triangles or stuff about some arranged marriage, but I don't read such cheesy stories :/ I'll really appreciate it if you tell me any!