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Scorge the Scourgerer

TW!!: Self Mutation (only mention, nothing happens though :)

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You sat in front of Kakucho and Sanzu, who was tied on a chair, looking like a parent in a parent-teacher conference. 

Naoto placed the text in front of Sanzu, "we are very curious as to what you have to say about this Mr Haruchiyo."

Sanzu tsked' at the message, looking directly at you, "I thought you were better than this. Working with the police now, are we?

Your clenched your jaw, trying to not waste breath talking to him, "Answer the damn question, Akashi Haruchiyo."

Sanzu writhed in his restraints, you were sure if he was not trapped, you would have ripped your face with his rings.

"Why the hell do you want to know about Hanma Shuji?" he growled.

"He is dead--"

"How does he being dead matter to you?"He asked manipulating you into getting information for himself.

"He was my husband," you blurted out and immediately kept a hand on your mouth as soon as you registered your words.

Sanzu laughed hysterically, the diamonds on the corner of his mouth stretching, "Couldn't keep your nose out of gang business Afterall miss goody two shoes?"

"Were you that infatuated by him that you had to marry the killer of your brother?'

Your eyebrows furrowed at that statement, "Big brother was attacked by Kazutora, he then later killed himself."

"Oh you poor, poor kid!" he laughed so loud that even Naoto flinched in fear, "Baji Keisuke killed himself so Kazutora doesn't blame himself for his death. The ones that were emotionally manipulating Kazutora were Kisaki Tetta and Hanma Shuji!"

You looked at Naoto who looked very unsurprised at the new information, you were suddenly hyper-aware of your surroundings. Around 3 inches away from you was a gun. You should put a bullet through Sanzu's thick skull to shut him up. That would be better? Yes!

Your hand moved towards the gun only for Naoto to place a firm grip on your wrist, "go drink some water, come back only when you feel better."

You nodded dumbly and stumbled out of his office. Sitting on the couch of the waiting room your steady breaths turned into silent cries of pain. You kept your head between your hands which were rested on your things. Fingers knitting into your hair and pulling them.

"Y/N?" Chifuyu asked casually strolling, heart dropping as soon as he saw you. He rushed by your side and sat beside you, drawing circles on your back as your body wracked with sobs. No questions were asked then, just his comforting presence lingering around.

He took your hands in his to stop you from ripping your hair out. Rubbing his thumb on your knuckles in comfort.

"Chifuyu..." you croaked.

"I am here, what's wrong?"

"Sanzu said Keisuke was killed by Shuji, He manipulated Kazutora into killing him, it's not true right?"

Chifuyu just looked at you, without answering. 

"Please tell me it's not true Chifuyu."

"It's not," he answered, "It was Kisaki Tetta's plan, Hanma was just his friend."

"You are not lying to me, right?" you looked at him through your tear-stained lashes.

"No, why would I?" he answered, biting his tongue.