I Hate You (Heizou x fem!reader)

Questioning

Kazuha's POV

I've been staying at the hospital for a while. My wounds were treated, and I was getting better. I lay in my hospital bed alone. I sighed until I heard a knock on the door. My eyes met with Yuki's. I felt so guilty. She'd warned me...I didn't listen. The last thing I said to her was horrible, but she still sent (Y/n) to save me. She had a bouquet of flowers in her hands.

'Yuki...' I began getting up

I prepared myself for what I thought would come next. I shut my eyes tightly. I thought she'd yell or slap me for being such an asshole to her, but I was hugged instead. My eyes widened.

'Don't ever leave like that again...you scared me.' she whispered through the hug.

I could tell she was trying not to cry. I felt my heart sink. It felt nice to be in her warmth.

'I'm sorry.' I whispered, hugging her back.

(Y/n)'s POV

I haven't slept. I can't sleep. I refuse to sleep. Heizou was in the hospital for surgery. Kazu had to go for physical therapy because of his injuries. I had to go to physical therapy for my arm, and then...there was Tomo. Every night I'd get a nightmare of that night.

"(Y/n)! LOOK OUT!" Heizou's voice would yell before he got shot

"HEIZOU!"

The last thing I'd see each time was Tomo staring coldly with his gun up. He shot Heizou with the desire of killing me.

I hated him. I hated him so much. I used to look up to him. But now...he's become a horrible monster in my eyes. I refused to go and question him. I can't deal with this right now. I'd freeze up. My breathing would quicken, and so would my heartbeat. I was assigned a therapist who told me I was suffering from Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. My insomnia was terrible. Every time I closed my eyes, I'd see the gun...hear it shoot and hit its target.

I couldn't talk to Yuki either since she was busy helping Kazu. She had her own work piling onto her since Diana returned. Without Kazuha to help her, things were really stressful. How could I burden her with my problems when she has major problems of her own? I came back to work dull and silent. I looked at Sara.

'I'll talk to Diana...you talk to Tomo.' I said, and she nodded in response

I silently entered the interrogation room.

'Hey there, Diana.' I said with a smile, 'I'm Detective (L/n), but you can call me (Y/n). I'm going to ask you some questions about your time in the facility. You can tell me when you want to stop, ok?'

Diana nodded weakly. She looked at me for a few moments. I think she knew me for some reason.

'Kazuha told me about you.' she said softly.

'Oh, did he? Hope he didn't say anything bad.' I said, trying to lighten the mood

She shook her head in response.

'So back to the questioning...how was your experience in the prison? Do you know who was involved?' I asked gently

'There was this guy named Ill Dottore who was a head scientist in charge of the human experiment. Tomo was my main caretaker...what is going to happen to him?'

My heart sank. I gave her a small smile.

'We're not sure yet, sweetie. I can't tell you more since it's confidential. Don't worry about him, ok?'

'You won't hurt him, right?'

I forced a smile as I squeezed the fabric of my shirt.

'We won't.' I said, 'Now I have another question for you...what happened when you were abducted?'

'I-I was going home after school. My friends and I were planning to hang out and have some boba until my mom called. I went to the side to pick up the phone when a man showed up and put this weird injection into my neck. Next thing I knew...I woke up in the cell with Tomo preparing to give me food.'

I nodded. Every time she mentioned Tomo, my heart would clench. There was this sort of anger that would bubble in me, clawing at my throat to burst out.

'(L/n)! You gotta minute?' Sara said, poking her head into the room. 'It's about him.'

The psychologist who was working with us told us to keep the mention of Tomo minimal. Diana was experiencing some PTSD, and we didn't want to trigger her. She seemed to be ok with me, though. I nodded to Sara.

'Alright, Diana. I have to go.'

I walked outside with Sara.

'He refuses to talk to anyone.' Sara said, looking at me. 'He keeps asking for you.'

'Sara, I already told you...I refuse to speak to him.'

'(Y/n) I know there's that he shot your partner, but you can't let that get in the way of this case...'

I squeezed my shirt.

'Fuck this case, fuck him, fuck everything. I don't care.' I said harshly

My eyes were cold and dull. Sara sighed and looked at me.

'Ok, we'll send one last detective...but at least watch from the other side.'

I sighed and walked to the opposite room facing Tomo's room. I saw him alone, pacing around until he stared straight at me.

'(N/n) I know you're there on the other side listening.' he responded, looking into the mirror.

I knew all he saw was his reflection, but he somehow knew I was there. I felt my heart rate spark faster and faster.

'(N/n) I-I don't know what's happening, and I don't know why I'm here...please just talk to me. I need answers.' he said with his voice strained. 'I'm scared (N/n)...why is this happening?'

He placed his hand on the other side of the mirror, and my hand shakily went to do the same. Tomo wasn't cold anymore. They looked soft and warm like earlier. I let in a shaky breath as my eyes watered. He was crying with his whole body shaking.

'Please...(N/n)...please talk to me.' he said. 'I need to know what's happened. You owe me an explanation.'

'And you owe me one too.' I whispered back, staring at his face

My hands were shaky as I took my hand off the mirror. Stop doing this to me, Tomo. Stop giving me these mixed signals.