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Black Shadows: A Soukoku Fanfiction

Atsushi didn't know what to think of the person he had met that day on the riverbank. The man was frighteningly strong despite his height. Had small alcohol tolerance despite his love for wine. Was bright and friendly despite his cursing. Was gentle and nice despite his dark past.

Most of all, Atsushi didn't know what to think about the massive darkness that followed Chuuya.

The shadow that came to Chuuya at night, whispering gentle and loving promises.

The shadow that came to Chuuya at mornings, carving a path of blood.

The shadow that gave Chuuya freedom, yet bound the man tighter and tighter in chains.

--Or--

A single twist of fate changed everything.

The last person Oda Sakunosuke talked to wasn't Dazai but Chuuya.

The person that left the Mafia wasn't Dazai but Chuuya.

The person that met Atsushi at the bank that day wasn't Dazai but Chuuya.