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The Long awaited Fall

◇Art doesn't belong to me◇

   Dazai stood atop the roof of the large building known to many as the Port Mafia headquarters. His back facing the golden sun that was setting upon Yokohama, just like it did ever day. A small smile found is was on Dazai face.
"It's finally here. The moment I've been waiting for. I'm pleased, I'm really pleased..."
Dazai spoke softly almost unable to hear. The two males a few steps away stood in silence as Dazai continued to speak. Both curious as to what Dazai had to say.
"But, I regret something. I won't be able to read the novel when you finish it..."
Upon finishing his sentence he looked over to the white hair boy standing a few steps away. The two men knew Dazai wasn't actually talking to them neither of them were writing novels. Instead of walking over and giving Atsushi a proper goodbye, Dazai smiled on last time and took a step back. There was no ground to step on, no more building to stop him from plummeting to his death so, he did just that. He could hear the fading sounds of feet running to the edge but, didn't bother opening his eyes to see the expression on Atsushi's face he already knew what it would be. Dazai felt small tears leave his eyes and vanish into the air. It felt like the world was moving slow when in all actuality it had merely been a few seconds. He smiled to himself knowing soon he'd been unable to. It'd be better this way, right? He reached the ground hitting the cold pavement with a gruesome crack. This made his eyes fling open from the shock. Pain rose throughout his entire body as he suppressed the urge to scream. He struggled to breath, his body was panicking. Dazai let out a shaky breath then attempted to steady it. He closed his eyes and tried to clear his mind and forget the constant pain growing in his body. Dazai let out another shaky breath as the taste of blood finally overcame his mouth. Maybe this wasn't the worst way to die.

I think Beast Dazai deserves more like come on, he went out of his way to create a universe just for Oda. And then he has to deal with the fact that Oda's his enemy and doesn't like him at all, my poor boy. Anyways I got inspired to write something Beast related after seeing the picture up top, its gorgeous and makes me cry every time. I love it.

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