Double Black.. Double.. Black... A painted landscape came to mind whenever he thought of it. A painting of a night sky with two people, a prominant height different and hands being held. It was beautiful to him. Then the painting would come to life and the two would jump into the river, ending their bond and partnership to carry into the afterlife. Although.. That would never happen. The man was awoken by another with a golden blonde ponytail reaching to his chest. "Kunikia-kunnn!~ What can I help you with today good sir?" The brunette asked suddenly receiving a british accent. Soon enough the boy was outside, pushed out by the blonde, he was told to go look for snacks and drinks for the angency however- he made a 'quick' pitstop to the liquor store- hehe~. The man in the beige coat, reaching down to his calves, walked in already holding a paper grocery bag. He turned his head looking around, the bandages covering his neck tightening at every turn, humming a similar song. Remembering his old friend he made his way towards the wine. His humming quit as he remembered himself in a black coat, bandages on his eye and one placed on his cheek. The other with shorter hair, and a simple hooded sweater. He missed him just as much as he'd forgotten his existence for 4 years. Not taking a second glance he bumped into a shorter male, wearing a hat and two.. coats-? Odd. He then looked up putting his hands together in a slight 'prayer' and shutting his eyes peacefully. "My apologies! I did-" He then opened his eyes and looked down at the ginger haired boy. The brunette then blinked several times, checking if his vision was a trick. "Chuu...ya...?' Dazai asked.