keep on kissing [skk]

we can escape to the great sunshine

[media: dazai's look. (i know, it's tae's photo,but well,this tae's look remind me dazai ehehehe]

Same things everyday, same things everyday.

Chuuya had awakened from his sleep again, dressed, and left home with Akutagawa. Since he started to love his professor, he had become more cranky, but what cheered him up every day was that he would see professor Dazai.

Dazai Osamu, the youngest and best professor. The dream of all the boys and girls in university, the cunning gentleman, the bandaged man who captivates everyone with his words.

He was perfect. And Chuuya was strongly attracted to his perfection.

"You're thinking about your crush again, huh?", Akutagawa muttered in a bored and tired way. "Then all you say is, Ryu doesn't speak, Ryu is so cold, you don't even listen to me". He sighed, and Chuuya immediately spoke, "I-i'm sorry, Ryu, please tell me again, I can't control myself."

Akutagawa again sighed deeply and said a few sentences that would increase the speed of Chuuya's heart beat, "Well, i always see, your weird crush stare at you during the lecture".

Chuuya's eyes widened. He told this secret to Akutagawa 2 days ago and he only said this today. "ARE YOU SERIOUS?" Chuuya blushes brightly. "O-oh. I don't think so". Chuuya murmurs as Akutagawa rolls his eyes, "You're acting like a teenager girl, Chuuya."

When they arrived at the university building, they entered their garden without waiting. Chuuya and Akutagawa aren't very social, they especially hang out on their own. And they thought they were good enough for them. Too familiar people, too much headache.

Suddenly Akutagawa blushes a bit and Chuuya sees it. A cocky smirk appears on ginger's lips as he asks, "Hmm, Ryunosuke, are you hiding something from me? I wonder what makes you blush when you think~".

Akutagawa began to cough because of shame, but he quickly recovered and mumbled, "Nothing, Chuuya. It's none of your business".

Chuuya just giggled slowly and shook his head, indicating that he understood "Someone has won Ryu's cold stone heart, huh?". Akutagawa blushed so brightly as he strictly says, "Just shut up, and look your weird crush. Here, he's walking". When Akutagawa said this his cheeks swollen, Chuuya's gaze immediately looking for him, and when he found him, he swallowed hard. Dazai had a very divine appearance, making Chuuya suspect that he was a God. He had a white mask on his face and his hair was messy. He was wearing a big-size klass coat and don't forget his green tie and grey bag, ofcourse.

"Breathe Chuuya, you'll die." Akutagawa grinned and touched his shoulder as he said this. Chuuya suddenly realized, he held his breath while analyzing him. So he takes a deep breath and withdrew his gaze.

He needed to pour his feelings onto paper. Immediately.

Although they studied quite different sections, sometimes they had collective literature classes. Chuuya certainly disliked 90 minutes of non-stop lectures, but literature was an exception. The professor had a very soft voice and you wanted to listen nonstop. So, like everyone, Chuuya also wanted to listen to his voice nonstop, wanted him to whisper some dirty praises in his ear- no. No,no. "I'm not a horny teenager." Chuuya murmurs to himself but well, he know that he too, sometimes he fantazises dirty things, even though he doesn't want these fantasies.

When Dazai's soft voice filled the auditorian, Chuuya's attention turned to him: "Well, as i said at the beginning of this academic year, I will teach eastern literature as well as western literature. Maybe your other professors who taught eastern literature didn't teach you western literature, but I'm not one of them". He had a beautiful, warm smile on his face, and that smile attracted Chuuya. And at the same time, Chuuya was writing his own feelings onto paper. Now he was writing lines, not verses, but he was definitely pouring them out.