Against All Odds || Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu x Fem!Reader

A Needed Break

You felt... sick. Nearly.

Almost sick.

You felt almost sick as you dragged your feet along the path infront of the hotel.

Mahiru was dead, and after finding her body, you left.

You left to clear your head... just to take a walk in pure silence.

And you found you found yourself in front of the hotel, between the entrance of it and the pool.

Trailing your eyes to the water, you blinked slowly. Maybe a swim could help you out... since you didn't get to earlier.

Plus, you were still in your swimsuit, with nothing but Fuyuhiko's dress-shirt to cover it.

It's a swimsuit. Nothing wrong with that anyway.

Your fingers worked slowly at the buttons, soon sliding the white fabric from your shoulders and tossing it to one of the lounge chairs.

And as you made your way down the stairs of the pool, you felt the cold water.

It sent a shudder through you, but what else did you have to do?

You needed some sort of distraction. Whether it be swimming or drinking.

But you couldn't drink anymore. You promised. And you couldn't find anything to get high on.

Swimming was all you had.

That, and poetry.

But your notebook wasn't on you right now and you didn't feel like going to go get it.

Now, the water had gotten to your shoulders, and it was slowly rising as you went deeper into the pool. Closer to the deep end.

You took a deep breath, unable to feel the bottom of it before squeezing your eyes shut.

You let yourself sink below the surface, your hearing eradicated due to the water.

First Byakuya... then Teruteru.... now Mahiru...

Fuck, who would die next?

No one.

No one...

No one, hopefully.

At least... not you. Maybe.

And not Fuyuhiko.... right?

Right....

Totally....

Face it. You had all your eggs in one basket. Fuyuhiko's basket.

And Fuyuhiko happened to be acting strange lately...

Ever since you found those stupid photos and letters...

Fuck... you were gonna die. You knew it, and you knew something happened that Fuyuhiko wasn't telling you...

Soon, you felt your lungs begin to burn and you kicked softly, swimming to the surface.

When you broke the surface of the water, you gasped for air, wiping your eyes.

"The fuck are you doing?" A voice asked from the edge of the pool.

Looking over, you saw Fuyuhiko himself standing at the edge, hands in his pockets with the envelope nowhere to be seen.

He was looking down at you with a look in his eyes that you couldn't recognize.

"Wasn't there just a body discovery?" He said with a straight face. "Shouldn't you be investigating or some shit?"

You swallowed. "I could ask you the same..."

Fuyuhiko's eyes scanned you for a quick moment before he spoke and shrugged. "Walking around. Why are you... uh- swimming?"

You shrug in return. "A distraction..."

Fuyuhiko scowls and looks away. "Huh.... you need those pretty often, I'd know..." he mumbles.

"Hey, what the hell is that supposed to mean?" You spat.

"Just... forget it." He sighed. "Look, you can't just be walking round in nothing but one of my shirts and a swimsuit. That's not gonna fuckin' pass, okay?"

"What, why do you care?"

"Just don't do it."

"Okay... why?"

"Because, dammit. I said so."

"But why don't you want me to?"

He narrows his eyes. "Because it happens to be kinda revealing. And by kinda, I mean super fuckin' revealing. I don't need everyone watching your tits and staring at your ass all day."

You blink. ".... you need a swim."

He blinks too. "Uh- what...?"

"I said you need a swim!" You try to crack a smile. You don't succeed.

He simply blinks. "No."

You nod. "Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No, dumbass."

"Yes, dickwad."

"Dickwad? That's what you decide to call me?" He raises a brow.

You nod.

He only stares at you for a long moment before rolling his eyes and looking away.

You sight and swim to the edge, looking up at him. "What going on?"

He blinks. "Huh?"

"I mean it. You've been off since we found that box. What going on with you...?" You ask wholeheartedly.

Fuyuhiko stays silent for a long moment before crouching down. "Y/n... if I could tell you, I would."

"Fuyuhiko...."

"I'm serious," He adds sternly. "If I could, I would."

You stay silent for a long moment.

Was he being honest? You had no clue.

Did you care?

.... yeah. You really really cared....

Fuyuhiko sighed, leaning forward and catching your lips in his softly.

As you returned it, you realized that this... this wasn't a normal kiss.

This was one someone would give someone when they were saying sorry, or maybe trying to hide something.

When he pulls away, he sighs. "I promise.... if I could tell you, I really fuckin' would."

"Why can't you?" You whisper.

".... just... I just can't." He whispered back.

And before long, he stood up again, taking a breath. "I'm gonna go see where Peko is... I think Ibuki was looking for you or some shit, so... yeah."

You look away, nodding. "Yeah... okay then."

And with that... Fuyuhiko simply left...