Curiousity killed the cat (Fyodor X f!reader)

The death of me

Returning to the office in the morning was a drag, what were you supposed to tell them? That the man you were looking for just showed up on a silver platter? That'd be humiliating to say the least, to admit that he was gone before you even noticed. You decided to keep it quiet for now, it's not as if the scene had brought any important info to light. The only new info you had acquired so far was that he was way more handsome then you initially imagined, admiring his guts to just show up, all the planning and hours that must've gone into his actions, how intelligent... you fully knew he was a cold blooded killer, someone who should be apprehended for his actions, one you should be disgusted with. But after working at the ADA for years you had seen much bloodshed, to the point it didn't phase you anymore. You felt alone in this, all your collegues, apart from Dazai of course, still moured the death of their enemies. Because after all, they are human too.

You slowly pushed open the door to the office, mentally preparing what you'd report about yesterday. "Hey, (y/n)! Did you have any luck yet?" Atsushi shone at you from his place over at the coffee machine. You had to decide right now, at this very moment wether you'd tell them... "Well i certainly got a little closer to finding his hideout, but not much so far." "Ah that's great! If you ever need any help i'm here for you!" Right, Atsushi is to kind for his own good, offering to get cought up in this. You'd make sure that your collegues would stay safe, while you selfishly tried to satisfy your own curiousity. Sitting down behind your desk, you figured it's best to work on paperwork for now. In your mind, you were preparing your plans for tonight, to go out after office hours, on the hunt for your suspect. He had come close to you once before, with your ability heightening your senses, you could try to pick up his scent on the streets. Your mind was nowhere near the paperwork infront of you. You couldn't wait to get back to the streets, excited to see what you'd find this time. The times passes horribly slow, only typing a couple words at a time before your thought got interrupted by fyodor again. "-rell? Earth to (y/n)?" "Mhm? Did you say something?" You look up to tanizaki with your head slightly tilted "yeah, i was just about to leave, i suggest you do the same, sitting here all day ain't healthy ya know." It takes you a second to fully understand his words, you slowly pan over to the window, where dim streetlights shine through thin curtains. "oh, OH. How late is it?" "Emm allmost 7pm" "gosh, thanks for telling me Tanizaki! I should get going" before he even gets time to question you, you sprint out of the office running down the stairs, out of the front door. This is what you've been looking forward to the whole day, instinctively you run back to the park you had met him in yesterday, figuring it'd be a good start. You call out your ability, and change into a dragon, a little taller then most humans, black scales blending in with the nightsky. Climbing ontop of the roof for a better view you scan the area below you. It's here, his scent still lingers. If even for a second you enjoy your triumph, then jump from one roof to another following the trail. Though focused on your goal, you can't help but enjoy the gorgeous scenery around you, the fresh breeze, the stars above. You wonder since when you had become the protagonist of the story.tough you don't have much time to revel in the moment, as you suddenly loose all signs of Dostoyevsky. You skid to a halt, you could've sworn it was still there a moment ago, running a couple circles, you conclude that the trail ends here, which can only have one meaning, He's here. That, or you've lost him. Even the possibility of seeing him again makes you nervous. You might not be disgusted by him or his actions, and you don't quite name this feeling "fear" either. It's a nervousness, excitement, like unraveling a dark secret.

"I've been expecting you" of course he had, what else should've you expected. "What shadow are you hiding in this time" you say, looking around the perimeter. At least this time you were prepared, you can here specifically for him, you should be cautious now you know who you're talking to. Adapting a slightly agressive stance you tail whipping back and forth to portray your annoyance. You widen you wings in an attempt to intimidate him, though you doubt it would have any effect. "You didn't say anything our meeting, why is that?" he wondered, more to himself than anyone. "I simply didn't have anything to say" you snap back. "Do i intrigue you?" Is this a trap? If you said yes, would he just indulge you with all the answers? That wouldn't fit his character, would it... "perhaps, i haven't decided yet" you answered honestly.

You've come this far, you're still alive, you can still talk, you can still ask him questions. "Go ahead, ask away" he says, seemingly reading your mind. You were just about to actually, but him so openly admitting it takes you aback. "Why did you kill them?" "I am simply carrying out the will of god, i will eradicate the world of these so called ability users." "Isn't that ironic? Killing them while using an ability yourself?" "It is a necessary evil" he answers back. You stand still trying to wrap your head around it, though you suppose you never truely could, how ironic, what a joke.

Your hostile facade fades a little as you drop the topic of murder. "Is it lonely?" "Mhm?" He hums. I suppose he didn't see that one coming, it isn't one of the standard investigation questions he must've been used to. You stare at his violet eyes, as he start biting his thumb. The silence speaks volumes, he didn't answer the question, but that in it self says a lot. "Will you kill me now?" "Not many people entertain me enough to stay alive, but don't flatter yourself, i'm sure you'll get in my way soon enough. If not now, then later on, one day i'll take your life." You nod "i'll keep you to it." He will be the death of me, both literally and metaphorically, and the two of you know it.