WARNING: SUICIDAL THEMES AND IDEAS (It’s Kind of Obvious)
Kyouka Izumi
- Kyouka had always thought of you as her elder sister, you were there for her always when she needed someone. You were the person who helped her see the little bit of light, throughout her and your port mafia days.
- When you were helping her touch the light, it was only dragging you further into the darkness. Fear of Mori growing more powerful with every day, made the darkness inflict more pain onto you. Well, it wasn’t the darkness just inflicting pain; the razor blade sitting on you beside table did it too.
- It began to get too much for you. Balancing the heavy loads of work Mori enforced, trying to regain your health before every mission, every day, and pushing endless training sessions on Kyouka, so she could protect herself from everything you feared.
- You eventually snapped when you first saw Kyouka come back from her first mission. Her dead dull eyes reflected the same eyes she held when she first arrived in the port mafia. You had caused this. It was all your fault. Well, that’s what you told yourself. Only yourself.
- Kyouka found you in the bathroom. Your lifeless body was drained of all blood. It was your ability, ‘Blessed Rain After the Drought”. That ability allowed you to control all liquids within a certain range. This included the blood running in your body.She broke down. Every bit of pain from Kyouka’s past, pricked at her as she repeated the same words, that you said when life and light was still within you, “It’s all my fault”.
- Kyouka fell lifelessly on the floor, letting the pain of her head making contact with the ground, echo in the bathroom. Everything she loved was gone. Her Mum, her Dad, and you. She felt the last bit of light you gave her flicked, and slowly die out within her.
Dazai Osamu
- Dazai first met you, on Oda’s birthday. He was sitting alone, in a bar called Lupin, remembering every moment he had spent with his dear friend before his death. Death and suicide were the only things on his mind until he had met you. He had finally felt like living.
- You both talked about the darkness, you endured and how every day gets harder to get past, even though no one sees. The conversation eventually fell onto the topic of Oda. Dazai idolized Oda. He wanted Oda to follow his aspirations, and to become a writer that would’ve changed the world. However, the ambitions of his Boss had cut that short.
- In return you talked about the death of someone you loved, so dearly, and how their unexpected passing, had caused you to isolate yourself from the outside world. This was until you felt like suffocating within your home. The constant arguing between your parents about what to do with their 22-year-old daughter, still living at home, became too much for you, so you snuck out and ended up in a bar for a drink.
- It became a weekly thing, to meet up with each other and talk about everything that was happening. After a couple of months, the meetings stopped once Dazai noticed the matching bandages around your wrists. He questioned it immediately and out of fear of the constant darkness, that follows you, being exposed you ran.
- He had not seen you for months. That was until the Armed Detective Agency got a call. It was from a distressed mother stating that her daughter had an ability and she needed someone to help her. Nervousness and shock laced her voice. Fukuzawa sent Dazai and Kunikida to help the mother.
- Once they arrived the mother directed both of them upstairs into the bedroom. Stepping in first, Dazai saw the H/C flowing hair scattering the bed, with a lifeless body resting in the middle. Burns singed all over her skin, leaving large burnt patches all over. Y/N. It was her.
- Dazai fell to the ground, letting every tear he had held for twenty-two years, fall to the carpet below him. She understood him. She read every part of him. She helped him grasp the light Oda wanted him to have. He loved her. And yet, her body still didn’t move, to give him the warm smile he grew accustomed to, she didn’t move to comfort all the sufferings he felt, and she didn’t move to tell him everything will be okay. She was gone. Everything he ever wanted is lost now.
