The Spy and The Detective (Daisuke Kambe x Reader)

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Daisuke and I sit in silence as the jet takes off to whatever destination he has chosen. I kept my head bowed, wanting to ignore the uneasy feeling in my stomach. I was worried about Suzue and Haru. Was it a good idea to leave them behind?

"Are you sure it was smart to leave Suzue and Haru alone?" I said, still looking down at my feet.

"Suzue will know what to do. Her and Haru are probably far from home by now." He said, tapping the arm rest as he looked out the window.

"Home...heh." I chuckled, realizing I never had a home to begin with. I used to when I lived with my parents...but now I felt empty. I wondered what my parents did to gain this much hatred from someone who she never met till recently. "You know...I spent these past how many years doing what was best for everyone else. I closed myself off from the world to protect those I held dear." Tears flow down my cheeks as I wear a sad smile. I couldn't help but laugh at myself. "Why am I the one being punished? What did I do to deserve this? I just wanted to be a hero to people, like Wonder Woman. I thought I was doing good in life. How did my life turn to shit like this...I miss Luke."

Daisuke places his hand on mine. I look up at him and his face stays expressionless. I move my hand away and lean against my arm rest, sobbing quietly to myself. I didn't know how I felt towards Daisuke anymore. He is the reason I'm in this mess now. But then again, Liz has betrayed me as well. She must be working with Onisha. How long has she been spying on me? All the memories I have with her are fake. To think my only friend was not even a friend. What would Luke do?

After what felt like hours, Daisuke starts to speak again.

"Will you ever forgive me?" He asked. I straighten myself up and look over at him.

"I almost died...twice. I keep replaying those scenes in my head over and over. Every time I do, I think about how I would've been better if I was at home playing pretend with Liz than to be here." I said.

Daisuke sighed, running his fingers through his hair. "I'm not sure how to fix this. I know I fucked up, and I know you may never forgive me. I need you to understand that I had to do this for me. You would've done the same.."

I furrowed my brows, shaking my head angrily. "The difference between you and me...I actually give a fuck about a persons life. I don't place value on it. We're all equal. Yes, there are good and bad people, but we all are the same living beings." I stand up from my seat and walk past him, placing my hands on his armrests and leaning down to his eye level. "And actually no. I wouldn't of done this to you Daisuke, regardless of the information they had on my parents because for a tiny moment, I thought....forget it."

I walk away to the back of jet towards the restroom. I lock myself inside and lean against the door. "Damn it..."

The jet lands and I follow Daisuke down the jet stairs. He hasn't said a word to me since what I said earlier. We both get inside the car that sat waiting for us. The driver opens my door and I slide inside quickly. More silence surrounds us as the driver takes us to our destination. I glance over at Daisuke curiously and watch as he pulls out a cigar and lights it. Before he takes a puff of it, I snatch it from his hands, roll down the window and throw it out. I turn back to him and frown.

"Are you serious right now?" I spat. Daisuke shoved the lighter back into his pocket and shrugged.

"It got you to speak to me." He said. I rolled my eyes, look back out the window.

"You need to stop talking to me." I said angrily.

"Why? I want to talk to you." He said.

"You know why. I'm not repeating myself." I said.

Daisuke scoots closer to me. Our hips connect and his hand touches my knee. I slap his hand away it he grips my hand tight.

"I'm not going to give up. It's either you talk to me tonight when we get settled in or I will keep annoying you." He said, rubbing his thumb against my palm. I snatch my hand back and move it away from his sight.

We arrive at what seems to be a vacation house. We both walk inside and I looked around, finding the place to be so beautiful. It was a perfect little place. For a moment I forgot about everything and just imagined taking time to myself for once. I smile, imagining Luke and I being here. He would of loved it.

I glance over at Daisuke, who answers a phone call. He walks into another room and shuts the door. I scowl, curious to know who he was speaking to. I walk around, giving myself a tour of the place. After a while I go back to the living room and sit on the couch. I wasn't sure what to do. I wished I could get ahold of Haru to make sure he was alright, but I was terrified to make things worse. The only thing I could think of doing was to let Daisuke figure things out, but could I even trust him?

An hours goes by and Daisuke has been in the same room since answering the phone call. I hear a crash come from the room and quickly run to the door and open it. I see a small end table flipped over, Daisuke breathing heavy with his hands balled into fists. I walk over to him and hesitate. I wanted to make sure he was ok, but I also wanted nothing to do with him. My conflicted thoughts were giving me a headache.

Daisuke runs his hands through his hair and looks at me. His eyes scan me over as he walks toward me. I watch him confused as he places his hands on my cheeks.

"I need you to forgive me." He said.

I stood stunned as his touch sent sparks throughout me. "I...I.." I mumbled. I couldn't get the words out. I don't want to forgive him. I don't want to be used. I close my eyes, sighing sadly. Before I could open them, I feel something press against my lips. I knew what it was and I wasn't sure to what to do. Should I push away or should I give in?