Should I do this? || Doukaza ||

Chapter 3 - Edited

Edited - 8•27•2023

Douma's POV

After I jumped out of the cave, I saw my beloved Akaza-dono~! Since he hadn't noticed me yet, I decided to watch him until he noticed. But instead he started walking away, so I followed him. Slowly at first, then we started running. After 10 minutes he finally got tired, and started to slow down. I stood behind him waiting for him do something. But instead he punched me! My head flew far, and I had regenerate my head. "Douma why are you following me? You creep."  He asked, while I was regenerating my head. "Why not Akaza-dono? Following you is indeed fun~" I explained. "Well then can you stop?! This is why I hate you. You stalk people, all the time. It's always me isn't it?!" He had started to yell... I started to feel like this was not a good idea. "Well...maybe-" I wasn't even able to finish what I tying to say, before he ran off.  I stood there, disappointed. I turned around, and went in the opposite direction. 'Why?' I thought to myself. I was walking back to my cave. Maybe sleeping the cave would be a nicer place? Akaza-dono won't be able to find me here. Yeah, he knows where my house is, my Cult. Everything. I couldn't help but wonder, 'Why does he know where I'm usually at?' This was a true question. 
I started walking back to the location of the cave, and I walked past Akaza-Dono. Although, he didn't say anything, it made me feel like he didn't care. Which is probably true. I head in my cave, and block it with ice. And I went to sleep.

Akaza's POV

I walked past Douma again, ignoring him. Like I usually did. When he was walking by there was something about him that seemed off. He usually talked to me when he would past me. He'll at least wave if not. I continued walking home to go sleep. While I was in my way back, I passed by Douma. He looked either sad or disappointed. Probably both. I was back at my house, and hopped on my bed. And stared at the ceiling. For what felt like decades, before I eventually fell asleep.

I wake up unexpectedly, thinking about something I thought I'd never be thinking about, Douma's safety. For whatever reason, it seemed as if I was drunk. In which I wasn't. But still, worrying about something that is unlikely. I got up and starting running outside, without a choice. I ran in the direction I saw him last. I nearly tripped over a piece of paper. I looked down, it had writing on it. I read it. After I had finished, i looked up. And realized that I had did something horribly wrong. The piece of paper that I saw on the ground, was a note that Douma had written, and he dropped it. In case you were wondering what it was about, it was a suicide note from him. I looked around frantically, wondering where he was. Although, I couldn't I find him, the thought of him disappearing made me feel awful. Knowing that I was the main reason why he wants to do it. I dropped to my knees, crying. I didn't want to cry, but it happened. I lied down, upset, staring up at the midnight sky. The midnight sky slowly faded into my bedroom ceiling. I sat up looking around, confused. Did I just have a dream about him?? And why? All of these random thoughts came flooding in like a river. After a few moments of thinking of Douma, I could feel my face become hot. I lied back down, was I being too dramatic? Or am I really blushing right now? At him. Out of all people, it had to be him.

I eventually was able to shake it off, and fall asleep.