Chuuya's P.O.V
I still remember those loose dark strands of hair as they framed his face. His pale skin stood out in the moonlight under the tree. The leaves and branches towering over him as his shade from the moonlight. His eyes that blinked away tears from those deep dark brown eyes that were doors to the stories of his life. Windows to his dreams. I couldn't walk away from the enticing view that was standing in front of me.
His arms and left eye was wrapped in bandages that had blood staining through the white cloth leaving me wondering about what happened to him. I couldn't even imagine how anyone with such a delicate and beautiful face holds such a pained expression.
From that moment one I was dying to know more about this beautiful stranger.
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I huffed out a large breathe as I watched the prince now giggling with a fair maiden whose face had red blush painted all over the bridge of her nose and her cheeks. Her eyes bright at the sight of the kingdom's young prince who was kissing her knuckles and tickling her cheeks. He's probably going on and on flattering her with his sweet words.
"Come now. You've taken up a lot of your time now. We should start heading back."
Dazai shot his eyes back at me as his eyebrows here furrowed and his back was immediately slouched.
"But Chuuuya~"
He whined as he let go of the maiden and ran towards me as I was leaning against the wall accompanying the prince on one of his daily run around of the town where he flirts with all the different woman he can find who was willing to do a double suicide with him. Every time we return back to the palace he will complain about literally everything that happened on this little trip to the city.
I keep trying to warn him to keep himself hidden so nobody would notice him as their royal prince. But my words just go in and out through the other ear. He never put anything seriously into his mind. Then he trots through the village like he owns the place showing off and around like the next top model. The street is his runway.
"Chuuya, let's not go yet! I wanna stop by the library to see if they still have that book."
I was confused.
"You have a whole library in your room. What book do you still possibly need?"
I asked as I had my hands on my hips and I sighed loudly.
"But Chuuya! Don't you remember my favorite book? The one I always wanted but could never have?"
"Tell me."
"The book of different suicide techniques!"
His voice filled his cheer. He had the same annoying overly happy smile on his face as he clasped his hands together and he was giggling continuously. This man was hopeless. I rubbed my temples as I groaned knowing that I really didn't have a choice but to follow this man on his hunt for the book that he was read over like a hundred times. I rolled my eyes and sighed as I walked past the taller man as we started heading over to the city library. The prince's lips curled into a huge smile as he began following behind.
But of course, with the prince around there is never any peace. When we walked I felt his hand placed on my head. He patted my head a few times while humming the same god damn song that he sings. With lyrics consisting of 'you can't do a double suicide with only one!' And 'you need two to do a double suicide.'
Goodness. I have some major concerns for this guy. Good thing he hasn't found the right woman yet. Or else he would have killed himself long ago.
