“bungou stray dogs IS a lovingly rendered representation of classical japanese+elsewhere literatures and literary figures, where a great deal of research has been done and which has a storyline that cleverly entwines the classics with the contemporary” and “bungou stray dogs is not the epitome of literary expression and cannot be considered untouchable or above reproach, even if it is an excellent gateway to further study of literature” are takes that can and should coexist
Chuuya - the king of the sheep with the Golden Fleece*
I should have posted it a long time ago the first version… and the version in which I’ve been trying to fix some mistakes….. a sketch for the new light novel release)
*if I’m not mistaken the Golden Fleece of Greek myths had magic healing properties which could be very useful for Chuuya after using of Corruption
When we are born, we gain everything. Then, as we grow up, we tend to lose up a bit of our magic. I’m talking about that magic that makes you wanna stare into the sky for a while. That kind of magic that brings out the sparkle in your eyes when you laugh. And it’s that magic that gave you your dreams.
What happens when you lose it?
“That’s the stupidest thing I have ever heard, Dazai.”
”Come on, don’t tell me you never believed in this soulmate kind of thing.”
It was an unusual day for you, really. Dazai has been so fixated about the concept of soulmates that had made you lose your temper multiple times today.
“I’m not saying you’re wrong, I just think it is silly of you to believe in fairytales.”- you roll your eyes, an ironic laugh escaping your mouth.
“How can I not believe in fairytales when you look like you came straight out of one? - Dazai says and his eyes threw an arrow on yours. He had definitely grabbed your attention now.
“You have that magic, - he whispers as he puts away some strands of hair out of your face, revealing daring eyes that stared into his. - a magic that very few posses.“
You two are lost into each other’s eyes. As his lips try to approach yours, you turn away, leaving him a bit surprised.
”What magic are you talking about?”- you turn your back on him, looking forward to his answer.
“I have lost many things in my life, but I could never have the strength that you have, your sincerity… But i think that the real magic lays somewhere else…”
There‘s a pause and knowing Dazai, you are ready to throw hands at him.
”A lot of people have a good heart, but very few posses a heart of gold. And you have it. A heart that feels what people can’t. A heart full of pain but decorated like a garden full of light and beauty. That’s your magic, love. You have a light in your heart that never shatters. A magic that’s never lost.”
Maybe a tear rolled down your cheeks, and you smiled knowing fully well that this was the most honest you could ever see Dazai.
“A magic that’s never lost uh? - you wipe away a tear, bite your lip and turn to face him. - You think too highly of me.”
”I think highly of no one. That is the reality.” - with hands on his pockets, Dazai heads towards the exit. He had a peaceful expression on and his eyes were almost closed.
”About that soulmate thing, - you grab his coat, making him turn towards you,- maybe it’s not a fairytale after all.”
Dazai opens his eyes wide and smiles.
”What made you change your mind?”- with a smirk and wiggly eyebrows, you push his face away from yours and avoid his gaze that had began to make you feel nervous.
”Because I think we have the same magic, Dazai.”
He stares at you for a while, thinking about all that he said.
Were you applying he had a golden heart? A beautiful soul? A magic that is never lost?
”You are truly fascinating, - he replies. - if it’s really like you say, then we will stay together for a while.”
He opens the exit door and looks back with a smile.
”Looking forward to it.”- you smile back and Dazai leaves the room.
Your relieved sigh echoed through the room. Your heartbeat calmed down and your eyes shifted to a nearby window. Dazai was always like this, cheeky and loving. On his way home, your words stayed on his head. ”Because I think we have the same magic, Dazai.”
He smiles to himself and walks on a bridge, staring at a river. “Not today, I have something to look forward to.”
A silent wind blew and leaves started to leave the trees. Dazai stared at it all with much awe, and decided to stay.
There was dust, a distinct smell of blood and silence.
I could feel my ears ringing and hands barely shaking.
“Where am I?”- I whisper, looking around but the dust was yet the main enemy to my eyes.
There is a distant voice, calling someone.
”Y/n!”- it begins to grow closer and closer. I try to ignore it and notice bloody scars all over my body.
”What the hell happened to me?”
”Y/n! - A tall figure stands in front of me. All of a sudden, my eyes opened wide to see, since the silhouette running was so familiar. - You‘re alive!”
Before I could even analyse his face, he hugs me so tightly, I almost lost my breath.
“I knew you were alive. I just knew it.”- His voice shaking and his hands trembling, I feel his face on the tip of my neck, embracing me whilst gently patting my head. I close my eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath and asking myself.
“Who is he?”
After breaking the hug, he looks into my eyes and smile. Unknowingly, I smile back whilst he reaches to hold my hand. Once our fingers intertwined, I felt something I had never felt before. I wanted to know…
”Who… who are you?”- I ask and the eyes that were filled with joy broke down in front of me like a broken mirror. He laughed a bit in disbelief, then murmured:
”Are you… are you being serious right know?”- He caresses my chin and raises his hand to put strands of hair behind my ear.
“I feel like I know you. - I say as I make an attempt to get up but immediately fell into this stranger‘s arms, which, for some reason, were already prepared to catch me. - Do I know you?”
“I don’t know… how do you feel right now?”- he asks not breaking eye contact.
“I feel like, you’re… - I hesitate but, after I notice our wrists that had matching bracelets, I had certainly a conclusion. - I feel like you’re important to me.”
”You… really don’t remember who I am?”- there is anxiety in his voice. The gorgeous brunette bites his lip and pushes his hair back.
”I’m Dazai. Osamu Dazai. - he tries to contain the distinct worried expression while taking off his coat and observing my scars. - Here. Sit for a bit.”
This Dazai lays his coat on the ground and I sit down, whilst his eyes run over my body. “All these injures… did you use your ability?”- he asks.
I shake my head and notice his disappointment. However, he focused on closing some of my scars, implying some sort of liquid he had with him.
“You told me your name but you didn’t tell me who am I to you? Or rather, who are you to me?”- I ask lowering my head, avoiding eye contact.
Suddenly, he smiles and answers.
”You already know what I am to you. My girlfriend is smarter than she seems.”
I gulp and feel my cheeks turn bloody red.
He glances a few times and chuckle. “Its been a while since you‘ve blushed like this around me.“- Dazai finishes taking care of my wounds but his words made me blush even harder. “This won’t last long, we have to go to a hospital.”- he helps me up and puts his arm on me. Helping me to walk, smiling sweetly from time to time, I could tell he was trying to hide how worried he was.
”Are you worried about me, Dazai?”- I ask, a bit flattered. I just couldn’t believe I was his girlfriend. I mean, look at him. I‘m not even decent enough to be seen by those beautiful eyes of his, making me imitate his every movement. It is easy to get lost in his voice and his sound of laughter. I am not questioning why I fell for him, I’m just wondering, why he fell for me?
”Of course not, love. - he assures me.- you’re going to be alright. I’m sure there is a reason why you don’t remember anything, or me…”
Then, we went silent. It was apparent that Dazai was lost in thoughts and I could not understand what he might be thinking. However, I can’t help but ask.
“How did you fall for me, Dazai?”- I ask, this time looking straight into his brown orbs that made me feel like I belonged. “Why this question all of a sudden?”- he smirks and I look away, messing up my words.
“I, Uhm, thought it would help, recalling things.”
He smiles and says: “We met a year ago when you were drunk and broke into my apartment. That’s when I knew you were the one.”
”W-what?”- I did not know how to feel about that statement.
“Just kidding. - he laughs and I sigh with relief. - Now that i’m thinking about it, it was more fate than anything. You, love, are a secret agent of the government. That has always been your occupation, whilst I… was part of the mafia.”
I widen my eyes and he continues.
”I never told you this because I didn’t want to boost your ego but, when we first met, you were a captive of the mafia and you were so headstrong that any question asked from my people was strongly ignored. However, I happened to grow fond of you almost immediately.”
”Really?”- I ask excited. “Mhm. - Dazai nods and smiles, shifting his eyes to the sky.- I guess you too liked me a lot since you saved me countless times, but you never admitted it to me though. But I could easily tell you liked me. It’s always your blushing that gives you away, dear.”
My God. This man.
A silenced wind blew us from behind, making us come closer to each other’s embrace. My arms rest on his chest while his hands hold my waist.
“Y/n, please remember how much I love you, please.”- He whispers as he leans in closer, staring down to my lips.
“Perhaps, a kiss could help.”- I lean in, giving Dazai a kiss that could never be forgotten, even though right now, all I could remember was my occupation. But, his touch enlightened me memories that wanted to come to life. I was so close to remembering, so close.
“So, you fell in love with me all over again? Is this a fairytale or something?”- he says after breaking the kiss and caressing my lips. “You‘re a fairytale, Dazai. I believe I don’t need any memories to know that I love you dearly.”
For some reason, Dazai was touched from my words, I knew from his trembling hands and almost watery eyes.
“We will bring your memory back, love. - He places a kiss on my forehead. - I promise.”
Dazai and I kept walking, glancing at each other, laughing and telling stories. He was funny, smart and so cute. He was, what I have always wanted, and I couldn’t believe that myself had found such an incredible human being.
Imagine Dazai going to attempt suicide again, but this time he actually succeeds.
Imagine how everyone would just freeze once they hear the news, because he never succeeded and now he is just gone like that. Everyone’s smile just disappearing and asking if it’s true.
Imagine Kunikida coming to the office expecting Dazai to be there and being annoying, but once he gets there it’s just silent and he breaks down.
Imagine Atsushi denying Dazai’s death, because without him, he wouldn’t be where he is now.
Imagine the ADA missing Dazai’s stupid singing, and not touching his stuff for weeks, hoping it was all a joke and he will come through the door with his suicide book and a smile on his face.
Imagine Chuuya getting the news and getting angry and just drink until he passes out. Knowing he can’t go fully out with his ability because Dazai isn’t there to stop him when the time comes. Realizing how much he actually needs him.
And then after some long time, when they got over it, thinking about the stuff Dazai told them. That he shouldn’t be here and all that stuff. Regretting that they didn’t do anything to help him, but knowing deep down that there would be nothing to change Dazai’s mind.
Because I just thought about it, if it would actually happen, and what kind of dramatic scenes there would be in the manga/anime.
