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Chrysanthemums
Title: Chrysanthemums
Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs
Character(s): Kyouka, Atsushi, Dazai
Pairing(s): None
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 575
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Summary: Kyouka and Atsushi visit Oda's grave.
Notes: While this is post-Dead Apple, it doesn't have any spoilers for the actual plot of the movie, and doesn't mention anything past where the Dead Apple manga translations are.
Kyouka knows Yokohama well, but she hadn’t had any reason to give thought to this graveyard before. It’s a tiny graveyard with only a handful of graves, and the only distinction it has over larger cemeteries is its view of the sea. No organization uses it as a meeting place; it would be a poor location to take cover. It has no strategical use.
Now she knows that it’s somewhere Dazai visited a grave, and that makes it more important than anywhere she was taught about during her training.
Atsushi told her after everything had settled down again: when he hadn’t been able to find Dazai at all, Kunikida had directed him towards this cemetery, and he’d found Dazai paying his respects to one grave. The grave of an ‘S. Oda’, Dazai’s friend, who had given him the reason to leave the Mafia and join the forces of good, the reason Dazai wasn’t still in the Port Mafia continuing to kill.
The name isn’t familiar to Kyouka, but that’s no surprise, considering how much time passed between Dazai leaving the Port Mafia and Kyouka joining. She knows the names of a few former executives, but no one lower in rank than that.
“It’s this one,” Atsushi says, standing in front of a grave in the shade of a tree. There’s no question that it’s a grave that’s often visited and cleaned: the headstone hasn’t been allowed to become overgrown with moss, and the earth around it is patted down where Dazai prefers to sit.
Kyouka lays down the chrysanthemums she brought in front of the grave, then clasps her hands together. Atsushi follows suit, and for a second the only sounds are the chirping of birds and the constant rolling of the ocean.
“Thank you for telling Dazai to live in the light,” Kyouka says at last, not taking her gaze off the headstone. No matter how much she stares, she can’t see the face of this person who was so important to Dazai. “You saved him. And he saved Atsushi, and Atsushi saved me. Without you, none of us would have been able to live in the light.”
Atsushi nods, still silent as Kyouka says her piece.
“Even if it was just Dazai you helped, that would be good enough.” Kyouka reflects on the few times she’s seen Dazai expressing anything approaching genuine happiness: not many, but more often than the ‘demon prodigy of the mafia’ must have shown. “But through him, you saved the whole city, more than once. Thank you.”
“Thank you,” Atsushi repeats, inclining his head. “You must have been an amazing person… I would’ve liked to meet you.”
When they leave, Dazai is waiting at the entrance. His expression is carefully blank as he looks at the two of them, then at the flowers Kyouka had picked up so the birds wouldn’t eat them.
Atsushi looks like he’s about to stammer out an apology. Before he can, Kyouka pushes the flowers into Dazai’s hands. “Because you didn’t bring any for an offering.”
Dazai’s facade cracks a little then, slight surprise showing before a small smile appears on his face. “How careless of me. Thank you, Kyouka.”
He takes those flowers from her and walks back towards the grave they’d just visited.
When Atsushi stares after him, Kyouka tugs on Atsushi’s arm. As important as Oda was to everyone, he’s Dazai’s friend first: the two of them should get their privacy.
Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs
Character(s): Kyouka, Atsushi, Dazai
Pairing(s): None
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 575
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Summary: Kyouka and Atsushi visit Oda's grave.
Notes: While this is post-Dead Apple, it doesn't have any spoilers for the actual plot of the movie, and doesn't mention anything past where the Dead Apple manga translations are.
Kyouka knows Yokohama well, but she hadn’t had any reason to give thought to this graveyard before. It’s a tiny graveyard with only a handful of graves, and the only distinction it has over larger cemeteries is its view of the sea. No organization uses it as a meeting place; it would be a poor location to take cover. It has no strategical use.
Now she knows that it’s somewhere Dazai visited a grave, and that makes it more important than anywhere she was taught about during her training.
Atsushi told her after everything had settled down again: when he hadn’t been able to find Dazai at all, Kunikida had directed him towards this cemetery, and he’d found Dazai paying his respects to one grave. The grave of an ‘S. Oda’, Dazai’s friend, who had given him the reason to leave the Mafia and join the forces of good, the reason Dazai wasn’t still in the Port Mafia continuing to kill.
The name isn’t familiar to Kyouka, but that’s no surprise, considering how much time passed between Dazai leaving the Port Mafia and Kyouka joining. She knows the names of a few former executives, but no one lower in rank than that.
“It’s this one,” Atsushi says, standing in front of a grave in the shade of a tree. There’s no question that it’s a grave that’s often visited and cleaned: the headstone hasn’t been allowed to become overgrown with moss, and the earth around it is patted down where Dazai prefers to sit.
Kyouka lays down the chrysanthemums she brought in front of the grave, then clasps her hands together. Atsushi follows suit, and for a second the only sounds are the chirping of birds and the constant rolling of the ocean.
“Thank you for telling Dazai to live in the light,” Kyouka says at last, not taking her gaze off the headstone. No matter how much she stares, she can’t see the face of this person who was so important to Dazai. “You saved him. And he saved Atsushi, and Atsushi saved me. Without you, none of us would have been able to live in the light.”
Atsushi nods, still silent as Kyouka says her piece.
“Even if it was just Dazai you helped, that would be good enough.” Kyouka reflects on the few times she’s seen Dazai expressing anything approaching genuine happiness: not many, but more often than the ‘demon prodigy of the mafia’ must have shown. “But through him, you saved the whole city, more than once. Thank you.”
“Thank you,” Atsushi repeats, inclining his head. “You must have been an amazing person… I would’ve liked to meet you.”
When they leave, Dazai is waiting at the entrance. His expression is carefully blank as he looks at the two of them, then at the flowers Kyouka had picked up so the birds wouldn’t eat them.
Atsushi looks like he’s about to stammer out an apology. Before he can, Kyouka pushes the flowers into Dazai’s hands. “Because you didn’t bring any for an offering.”
Dazai’s facade cracks a little then, slight surprise showing before a small smile appears on his face. “How careless of me. Thank you, Kyouka.”
He takes those flowers from her and walks back towards the grave they’d just visited.
When Atsushi stares after him, Kyouka tugs on Atsushi’s arm. As important as Oda was to everyone, he’s Dazai’s friend first: the two of them should get their privacy.