The Detective's suspect // Heiscara ☆

Chapter one

Inazuma was never known for being super safe, yet the people living there didn't have many problems with regular crime. Yeah, there were a few murders here and there, but not something that bothered the people.

Though one day, a shocking thing happened. A young woman was stabbed 5 times in the chest, and was found dead next to a river. Ofcourse the right people were called, and they started searching for the person who couldve commited the crime.

And as always, the wise Detective Shikanion Heizou was the one to get assigned for this case. Even though, he already had a few troubles in his private life, as he was keeping an eye on an already suspicious man, who goes by the name Raiden Kunikuzushi, more well known as Scaramouche.

By "keeping an eye on him", I mean he  keeps track of where he goes and when, because he stalks him daily. He knows very well what that man does in every moment of his life and also knows every detail about him. Well, almost every.

The day he got the case, he went home after checking out the murder scene itself and plopped on his comfortable couch. He opened the case file, leaned back and started looking through it. He was sipping his iced coffee meanwhile, and was fiddling with his rings.

Little did he know, it quickly went dark outside and it was about time he went to bed. He placed the file down on his table and walked to his bedroom. He lived alone, so he kept his bedroom door open. He undressed and put on his pajamas. He didnt bother showering, he told himself that he will simply do it the next morning. The bed was already messed up, because in the morning he forgot to tidy it. He always told himself "ill mess it up tonight again either way, why should I do it?", so his bed was basically always a mess. The bed was still very comfortable. Heizou snuggled up in his blanket and quickly fell asleep.

The next day was just as boring as the other few. Go to work, finish work, take a look at what Scaramouche is doing, come home, sit down and think more about work until dark. The only difference was that this time, he did shower in the evening.

Heizou was tired. He knew he needed a warm shower. He undressed, and stepped into the shower. The warm water began to fly out of the shower head, and onto Heizou's well built body. He closed his eyes and remembered that beautiful asshole he stalks all the time. He remembered his hair, his eyes, his skin..his hands. He remembered what he was wearing that day, and hell did that outfit get him excited. Scaramouche's shorts were very short that day, and most of his thigh was peeking out. Heizou knew he had a decent body, but boy was he into his thighs. The man couldnt help but stroke his own body while imagining that its the purple haired man.

After his long shower, he changed into his night clothing and went to sleep.

This morning was different. He didn't wake up in his bed..or his house.