TAINTED SORROW.

independent & selective blog for nakahara chuuya of bsd. penned by ven.

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The loneliest moment in someone’s life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly.

F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby (via welkerose)

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[exdazai]

As he watched his partner straighten himself up to stand on his feet, Dazai’s grin widened at the sign of a kick coming his way and still took it to the shin. “Owwww. Jeez. I’m already hurt!” He practiced a whine that settled into a pout. He stooped over to gently massage the throb spreading across his lower leg allowing a few of the berries to fall from his shallow pockets. “If Chuuya wants me to tell him next time then, I will~” He said mockingly. And then at the sight of the berries falling: Oh well, Chuuya can eat the dirty ones. He thought before taking them back in his hands and placing them neatly onto a pair of fresh leaves he had brought to put the fish they would catch on top of.

While he placed the leaves somewhere close by then, he turned his attention back to the river. It was still running its course, but the dam seemed to be holding on its own at least. “Hm, maybe we should have just gone a little farther ahead to see if it’d calm down.” He said aloud. But it was growing late, as well, and he was sure Chuuya would be…tired…and hungry. “At this rate, we’d be walking into the night.” He sighed and then took a look at the makeshift spear he had taken a while on making.

“Partner, I need more of your help.” He let out a sigh and then placed both hands on his hips as his brows furrowed in concentration. “The water is obviously not growing any slower, and fish are sure to slip from our hands at this rate…” He bit his lips. “Do you think you can use your ability to catch fish? Maybe that would be easier. I can spear the ones you manage to stop!”

Ahh…he was such an idiot. He wasted their time. What a hopeless 10 year old he was.

[chxuya]

    Chuuya’s brows draw together into a scowl, and he gently bites down on his lip. He feels guilty, but he argues with himself that it’s entirely justifiable. Dazai was always so careless, and it wasn’t good for either of them. He’d always admired how smart his friend was-- incredibly perceptive, especially for someone of their age, but he was always just so... mean.

    Shrugging the thought aside, he blinks and glances to the makeshift spear. Ah, so they really were going to have to try and catch fish. A small spark of enthusiasm is ignited within him, because Dazai is actually asking for his help. He only wishes that it didn’t require having to do what he knew he’d inevitably have to do...

    “ ...I suppose. ” Quiet voice laced with uncertainty, Chuuya steps back over towards the river. He wipes his tear-stained cheeks with the back of his sleeve, and with a new mask of determination, he slips back down into the water. 

    It takes him some time, because regardless of however fast he is, his senses aren’t quite as impressive; not yet. But he manages ! Upon catching the first fish, he flings it up over towards Dazai - ( mostly just so he doesn’t have to touch it anymore ) - and then tries for another. In the end, he only manages to get two before hauling himself back onto land.

    “ Gross... ” he murmurs.

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That’s an improvement, Chuuya’s capable of stepping down. He was hoping for that, far more likely to end in Lovecraft’s winning if he just keeps walking. Chuuya’s comment earns a stare. Lovecraft does not want to play this game, not right now. There are bigger things to deal with than getting into inevitably-destructive fights with a currently-irrelevant grudge.

        “I don’t care.” What Chuuya does or does not get into does not fall within Lovecraft’s scope of interest, unless it involves Lovecraft personally strangling the man. Getting in trouble does not involve Lovecraft whatsoever; he fails to see why it matters enough to be told to him. There’s bigger consequences is the world. Such as:          "And if you don’t let me go, you’ll die.”

He is not actually confident in that fact. But it’s better to sound confident (and previous successes, the fact that he is a God cloud his opinion of his skills). Better to get in trouble than end up a smear on the wall, is it not?

He doubts it’s possible to intimidate Chuuya out of his way, but he’s going to try. Verbal intimidation takes so much less effort than murder.

[chxuya]

    It’s getting increasingly more difficult to shrug this off and walk away; not just because he was too proud to run, but because those few words uttered were so infuriatingly arrogant. He couldn’t stand it. Chuuya hates that there is a person who makes him hesitate-- question his own abilities, and he begins to consider honestly attempting to fight this guy.

    But was there any chance that it’d end in his favour ? Or maybe he’d just end up dying here and now, inelegantly and for little more than the sake of his pride.

    “ How can you know for sure, you bastard? It’s not like I can kill you and make sure you stay that way, but just maybe... ” He could stall time? For what, exactly ? This guy might not have been on his way to do anything particularly bad at all; but he was the enemy, and Chuuya was far too obligated to his work to just run.

    Ah, this really was pissing him off-- if it’d been anyone else, this would have been so much easier. He’s already all-too carelessly let his guard down more than was safe.

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