We're all monsters (a Tomie Kawakami x reader story)

Clues

Yep. A nightmare. It had to be! After all, you had no real evidence of what you've seen yesterday. You've searched and searched, but the newspaper couldn't be found anywhere! Conclusion; it never existed in the first place. Or so that's what you told yourself to feel better. You repeated the words so many times in your head that you had started to believe them.

You went to the living room. You turned the television on and sat on the couch , hoping to relax. "-body of a man found in a-" Oh no. Nononononononono- your thoughts were interrupted by Tomie, who had entered the living room without you even noticing. "Calm down and listen." She placed an hand on your shoulder, standing right behind the couch. You decided to take her advice. "It appears to be suicide by-"

".....what?" Tomie laughed at your confusion. "How the fuck does it look like suicide? I threw a fucking brick behind his head!" Hearing your comment made Tomie laugh even harder "See? I told you! They're as dumb as rocks! Don't ever rely on the authorities here."

"Anyways, I'm hungry. Why don't we go eat somewhere nice? Take me out on a date!" .. oh wow that was straightforward. "With what money? I can't exactly afford "somewhere nice"" Tomie frowned a little, before reaching in her pocket. "Here, I found this on that crazy man yesterday" she said, handing you a wallet. ".. you looted his corpse?" Tomie scoffed. "You've got no right to judge me; you killed him! Besides, it's not like he needed it anymore." Despite your moral compass telling you otherwise, you had to admit she had a point.

"Now you don't have any excuses not to treat me!" Is it really treating her if she's giving you the money? Maybe, it was your kill after all. Oh, right, you almost forgot you were a murderer. You remembered the scene very clearly, from the blood flowing into a small puddle to the metallic smell in the air. You wondered if-

"Are you ok? You look pale." You were thankful Tomie had interrupted your thoughts; you weren't sure where they were going, but you didn't like it. "Oh, yes. I'm sorry, I was lost in thoughts." Tomie didn't seem to buy it, but didn't question you any further. She sighed "so when and where are we getting breakfast?"

"Actually Tomie, you can choose, that guy's filthy rich!" Looking through the wallet, you found an excessive amount of cash, it was almost ridiculous.

"Yes, this is why I approached him. Then he tried to chop me into pieces" you felt a shiver run down your spine, this scenario seemed familiar. Tomie seemed to notice your discomfort and her eyes trailed to her left. The fireplace. There were ashes in it, which was pretty strange considering you hadn't used it since the last time you cleaned it.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I was a little cold. I used your fireplace, I hope you don't mind." Strange, there was not nearly enough ashes for it to have been a fire big enough to warm anyone up. Your mind started connecting the dots together. "Tomie, the newspap-"

"Are we going or not? I know a place!"

She grabbed your hand and started dragging you along towards your front door. It was probably for the best, prior to that, you were going to scare yourself with silly ghost stories again, weren't you?

Oh, would you look at that. She dragged you outside your home. Should you do something about this? "We're here! Look!" Tomie stopped in front of a cafe. It was small, but charming nonetheless. She entered, dragging you along.

"I'll get two pancakes with strawberries and whipped cream on them along with a french vanilla mocha latte!" She said excitedly. You then noticed she seemed to be talking to you rather than the staff. "Well? Order it! You've got the wallet!" "Oh right! Sorry!"

Wait, why were you apologizing? She should order it herself! Despite this inner monologue, you still decided to order for her. "I'll get two pancakes with strawberries and whipped cream on them along with a french vanilla mocha latte." Wait, that sounded really good, you'll try that. "Actually make that double"
"On it ma'am!"

You sat across Tomie, who had already taken a seat. What were you supposed to talk about while waiting for the pancakes? You didn't have a clue. "You know, this is odd. You saved my life yesterday, we're out on a date right now, yet I never got your name." Oh shit, that's true! You never told her your name. "Oh, you're right. It's Y/N, Y/N L/N."

... ok, what now? Now that this conversation is over, what are you supposed to say now? Music? Everyone likes music right? "What kind of music do you like, Tomie?" "I don't like music." Oh. Well that's awkward

A man with a British accent suddenly booed Tomie. "BOOOO! Hisss! No music? Really?" He quickly made his way over to our table. Tomie sighed. "Surely there must be at least ONE SONG you like! C'mon! Don't be shy!"

"I. Do not. Like. Music."

"Aww that's so sad, what a terrible day to have ears" he got an harmonica out of his pocket and started playing a fun but repetitive song. Tomie groaned. "Will you stop you damn prick?!" The man chuckled. "oh you wound me!" He then turned towards you. You couldn't help but notice that his eyes were closed the whole time.

"What about you? Um, Y/N was it? What do you like?"

"Oh I like (fav band)!"

He then started to play one of their songs, your favourite, in fact! "Why are your eyes closed like that? It's weird." Tomie suddenly asked, sounding aggravated.

"Oh, I'm blind. I'm sorry, I can open my eyes if that makes you more comfortable!" His eyelids flew open at this moment, revealing two milky blueish white orbs. Tomie let out a "Ew" noise and the man laughed. "The name's Logan by the way! Do come again soon, I'm here often. Unfortunately I have to go now." He smiled a little before heading towards the exit, long pink hair flowing behind him.

"Will do!" You said, loud enough for him to hear. We finally received our breakfast. Tomie and You sat in a surprisingly comfortable silence.

But you hadn't forgotten about the fireplace incident.

** author's notes; writer's block is a b word, I had a rough idea of what I wanted to write but I didn't know how to write it, I hope it was alright. Feedback appreciated.**