Let Me Understand You

I'm Here For You Chuuya

I sat there sobbing into my arms uncontrollably. I was struggling to catch my breath as the violent sobs wrecked my whole body. I dug my nails deep into my arms leaving red imprints. I heard the door to the bathroom click open and I couldn’t be bothered to look up and see who it was. A familiar voice called out to me.

“Chuuya…?” Dazai called gently as he kneeled down beside me.

I curled in on myself more. Not wanting to face anyone. I felt Dazai grab my hands and he pulled them away from me, he looked at the bloody mess my nails left from digging into my arms so deep. Dazai pulled me into his embrace and held me tightly. I could hear him trying to find the right words to say.

“Chuuya I didn’t know you before… but… I know whatever happened, you didn’t deserve that…”

I bit my lip trying to hold back more tears, but it was futile as I started crying on Dazai’s shoulder holding on to him tightly for comfort.

“I… I… I was abused… by my dad… that’s why…” I hiccupped from crying. “…that’s why we moved from France… away from my father…”

Dazai looked at me in shock. “I’m so sorry Chuuya… You didn’t deserve that…” Dazai hugged me tighter.

“How do you know that…?”

“No one deserves to be treated like that. I also know that you’re a sweet person… with a big heart… and a beautiful soul… a soul too pure for this world.” Dazai said as he stroked my cheek.

I blushed at the sweet gestures and words Dazai said. “T…Thanks Dazai…” I mumbled quietly. Dazai looked at my arms again and I watched him stand up and he grabbed a hand cloth, and turned on the sink in the bathroom. Dazai got the cloth a bit damp and then he came back over, kneeling back down in front of me. Dazai gently dapped my wounds on my arms.

“Maybe you should see someone for your anxiety… I’ve never witnessed anxiety this bad to the point of hurting yourself this way…”

“It doesn’t help… I’ve tried…” I mumbled.
“Well then talk to me.”

I looked up at Dazai baffled and in shock.

“Whenever you feel this way. Talk to me. Please.”

“I…”

“No. Don’t say anything like you’ll feel like a bother or you think I’ll get annoyed because I won’t. Promise me you’ll come talk to me Chuuya?”

I looked at Dazai still in disbelief until I finally nodded.

“O-okay… I promise.”

“Good.” Dazai said smiling as he helped me up off the floor. Realization then hit me that he didn’t have Henrietta.

“Hey! Where is Henrietta?!”

“Calm down. Calm down. She’s okay. She’s with Gilbert. We had ran into each other. They are sitting at the blanket waiting on us.”

I calmed down at Dazai's reassuring words. Dazai grabbed my hand and he took me out of the bathroom. As soon as he did we were stopped by Tachihara again.

"See?! Look at the slut he is. Getting it on in the bathroom. Disgusting whore."

I felt tears threatening to spill over again and then all of a sudden, I saw Tachihara knocked on his ass and I gasped. Dazai had punched him in the face, and I watched as he snatched him up by his collar.

"Shut you damn mouth. If I EVER see you around Chuuya again. Next time I promise you it won't be pretty. It'll get very ugly very fast. Got it?" Dazai said with a cold glare.

I saw Dazai toss Tachihara back down, and Tachihara groaned out of pain. Dazai then grabbed my hand holding it tightly.

"Take heed to my warning. Don’t let me see your face ever again." After that Dazai pulled me along with him, and we walked back to the blanket where Henrietta and Gilbert and his friends waited for us.

Ω

Other than what happened with Tachihara. The rest of the evening went well. Everyone finished watching the fireworks at the festival. Everyone then caught a bite to eat together. And for some reason Dazai and Gilbert were sending dirty looks at each other and I couldn't understand why. Was it really that hard for them to get along? I sighed at the thought. As long as they didn't publicly argue I guess it was fine. Now that the meal was finished Dazai paid and he offered to walk me and Henrietta back home. I nodded and smiled. Dazai and I said bye to everyone else, and we exited the restaurant and started heading for my house. Dazai was currently carrying Henrietta on his back. She was fast asleep which I expected since it was so late.

"Thank you Dazai..." I said randomly.

"For what?" Dazai asked curiously looking at me as we walked in the quiet streets of Yokohama.

"Everything really... Being here. And being persistent with me. Even though I know I come off quite rude most of the time. I just have a lot going on in my head no one understands. And sometime I feel myself falling apart."

I felt Dazai move closer to me and nudge my shoulder. "Well I'm here. And anytime you feel like that, call or text me. I am here for you Chuuya. You can depend on me even if you can't depend on anyone else."
I smiled as I felt tears falling down my face.

"Eh?! Chuuuuuya, what's wrong?!"

"Nothing." I said as I wiped my tears chuckling. "I am just not use to anyone caring that much is all. Thank you." I smiled and I moved closer kissing Dazai on the cheek.

I watched as Dazai turned his head to the side and blushed violently. I chuckled a little at Dazai's flushed expression. I looked up as we finally reached my house.

"Well I guess this is goodnight." Dazai said sadly.

"I guess it is." I said sadly also. "But maybe we can meet up for some ice cream tomorrow?"

I smiled as I made the suggestion.

"Sure!" Dazai said happily as he smiled. Dazai then gently moved Henrietta from his back into my arms. Dazai gently kissed her forehead, and then he kissed my cheek. I blushed at the certain action.

"You can even bring the little miss again if you want. I'm sure she'd love some ice cream too." Dazai smiled.

"I will." I smiled.

"Well goodnight Chuuya." Dazai said as he started walking away.

"Goodnight Osamu." I smiled and then headed for the from door of our place. I put the key in the lock, and opened up the door. Once I was inside Dazai waved one more time now that he saw me inside with Henrietta. And I waved back. I then closed the door and locked it, smiling like an idiot.

"He really is something." I thought to myself. "But I wouldn't want him any other way."