Silver Spoon Love // Sanzu Haruchiyo x Reader

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN relationship's my enemy

Naoto rarely had time off but when he did it was time well spent for the couple. He never specifically told Y/n information about his investigations; it wasn't legal and he didn't want her to worry about his safety or her own wellbeing. All Y/n knew was that Naoto's current case was weighing heavy on his heart and his sleep cycle. He survived off energy drinks and power naps. Mornings after rolling around in his sheets all night, Y/n would let him sleep in as long as his body allowed. She'd wait around with a coffee in her hand, tidying up the apartment he barely used. It was more like a hotel room instead of a home, no personal touches but he wasn't exactly the kind of man to indulge in material possessions. Y/n was currently cuddled up in the windowsill of his living room, its nook large enough to sit in. Using the few pillows the couch had to offer and a blanket, she made a nest to read her newest novel.

Fifty-five. She was fifty-five pages in when Naoto emerged from his room, cell phone in hand and sour look on his face. She cocked her eyebrow up, "Needed in the office?" she sighed heavily. Naoto looked apologetic but professional, "Yes. Something big just came up in my case. I need to bring you home right now." She could only agree, getting up quickly. Heading to his room to change out of Naoto's shirt and into the comfortable clothes she had brought along for their sleepover. They both got dressed at the same time then shared the sink to brush their teeth. They made quick work of getting out the door and into his car.

The car ride was silent, but Naoto made sure to leave his girlfriend with a passionate kiss goodbye. "I promise to make this up to you." he said sincerely and then waited for Y/n to be inside her apartment building before driving off. The call from this morning told him he had to make it to Aoyama Cemetery as soon as possible. He threw on his lights and raced to the scene of the potential crime. Upon arrival there were already several other detectives from the criminal organization division investigating what looked to be a hole in the ground. "What're we looking at?" Naoto asked his fellow detective as he stepped out of his car. The man opened his notepad and deeply exhaled, "Only witness we've got is one of the groundskeepers. Based on his testimony and description it looks like this is the work of the Haitani brothers. Tachibana, uh, if after you see this you need some time I understand, but I think it'll be in your best interest to spend the next couple of days at the precinct." Naoto stopped in his tracks and furrowed his eyebrows at his coworker. He was going to say something but stopped and continued onto the taped off section of the cemetery. As he approached, the other detectives gave him sympathetic looks or just completely ignored eye contact with him all together. His heart stopped, thinking of all the previous timelines where he got the news that his sister had been murdered. He prepared himself for the absolute worst and looked into the hole in the ground.

A store mannequin. Inside the hole was a store mannequin wearing a men's suit. It's body was riddled with slash marks from what could only be made by a serrated hunting knife. In the center of its forehead a bullet hole. Looped around the neck of the doll was a piece of white cardboard attached by a rope. Naoto felt nausea hit him with a ton force as he read the sign.

Here lies Detective Tachibana Naoto.
Rest in Pieces

Around the same time Naoto was reading the ominous note around the mannequin's neck Y/n's buzzer rang. Who could that be? I'm not expecting company. She held down the button to talk, "Hello, who is it?" She held down the Listen button, "Ms. Shiro? This is an officer from the Tokyo Police Department. I'm here because there's been an accident. Detective Tachibana specifically requested that an officer comes to pick you up." Y/n's stomach dropped. Naoto?! An accident?! She held down the talk button, "Yes of course. I'll put on my shoes and be right down." Should I call Hina? She's going to want to know if something happened to her brother. What time is .... she's working right now. I'll have the officer stop at her school or maybe I can call her at the station when I have more answers. Unless they're bringing me to the hospital, oh Naoto please be okay. She locked her door and descended the staircase making her way down to the lobby.