𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 | ᴋᴜᴢᴜʀʏᴜ ꜰᴜʏᴜʜɪᴋᴏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

~𝟒𝟓~

Fuyuhiko stormed through the halls, his mind racing with thoughts of what Riku had shown him. The messages on Hannah's phone, the vile words, he couldn't stand the thought of her being subjected to Saito's sick games any longer. His pace quickened as he approached the living room, heart pounding in his chest.

When he reached the doorway, he paused for a moment, taking in the sight of Hannah lounging on the couch, seemingly unaware of the storm brewing around her. She was curled up with a book in her hands, the faint light from the window casting a soft glow around her. For a split second, he wished he could keep her in that bubble of peace and safety, far away from the dangers lurking outside.

But the reality was much darker than that.

Hannah barely looked up as Fuyuhiko stood there, his presence heavy with tension. Her arms were crossed, her expression defiant, as if she could block out whatever he had to say. She had been sulking, and Fuyuhiko knew he had pushed her too far with all the secrecy and protective measures, but he couldn't risk her safety. Not with Saito Morioka still lurking in the shadows, waiting to make another move.

"I think it's best if we move you to another room." Fuyuhiko began carefully, his voice quieter than usual. "Closer to mine, where I can keep an eye on things."

Hannah scoffed, not bothering to hide the frustration bubbling just beneath the surface. She finally glanced up at him, her expression hardened. "You can fuck off with that, Fuyuhiko. I'm not moving anywhere. I'm not a prisoner in your stupid manor, and I'm sure as hell not running every time you tell me to."

He sighed, feeling his patience thin but understanding her anger. She had every right to be upset, he hadn't told her half of what was going on, and every time he tried to get close, it seemed like another layer of protection was being thrown up.

"Hannah, listen, this isn't just for-"

"No!" she snapped, cutting him off mid-sentence. "I'm tired of listening to you without ever getting a straight answer. Every time you open your mouth, it's the same thing: 'Move here, stay there, do this.' But you never tell me why! Do you think I'm too weak to handle it?" Her voice trembled with a mix of anger and hurt, and for the first time, she stood up from the couch, facing him directly.

Fuyuhiko swallowed hard, taking a deep breath before he replied. "It's not about you being weak. It's about Saito. You don't understand how dangerous he is."

"Then tell me!" Hannah yelled, her frustration finally boiling over. "Why do you think I won't understand? I'm not a child, Fuyuhiko! Stop treating me like one!"

He clenched his jaw, fighting back his own rising anger. "You don't think I know that? I'm trying to keep you safe-"

"Safe from what, exactly? You still haven't told me what's going on!" Hannah's voice cracked as she took a step forward. "I'm not moving. Not until you stop treating me like some fragile thing and tell me the truth."

Fuyuhiko's eyes flickered with frustration, but he hesitated. He knew she had every right to be mad, he'd been hiding things from her for days, and it was eating at him. Still, the danger was real, and he couldn't let her stubbornness get in the way of keeping her safe.

"You don't understand, Hannah." he said, his voice low and controlled, though the edge was there. "It's not just about you not wanting to move. It's about keeping you alive. Saito's still out there, and he's still watching."

"Watching?!" Hannah's eyes widened, a mix of confusion and anger flashing across her face. "What the hell does that even mean? Watching how?"

Fuyuhiko cursed under his breath, realizing he'd let too much slip. He ran a hand through his hair, debating whether to tell her everything. The last thing he wanted was for her to know about the photos, about the perverted messages, about how deep Saito's obsession with her ran. But keeping her in the dark wasn't helping anymore.

Hannah took a step closer, her voice shaking with a mix of fear and rage. "What aren't you telling me, Fuyuhiko? What the hell is going on?"

Fuyuhiko's shoulders sagged, and for the first time in days, he let his guard down. His voice dropped, barely above a whisper. "There are things you don't need to see. Saito's been sending threats. He's been planning something, but I won't let him get to you."

Hannah narrowed her eyes. "You're being vague again."

"He's been following you. Watching you." He grunted, tension growing in his jaw as he tried to hold back the anger at how helpless this situation had made him feel.

Hannah's expression didn't change immediately, but her eyes hardened. "Watching me? Like a stalker?"

Fuyuhiko clenched his fists, hating the confirmation that had to leave his mouth. "Yes. There have been... pictures. He's had people follow you, take photos without you knowing. And now, he's been sending me messages, taunting me about it."

Hannah's face paled as his words sank in, her body tensing. "Pictures? What kind of pictures?" she asked, though her voice had dropped to a whisper. She already knew what he was about to say, and it made her stomach twist.

Fuyuhiko hesitated for a moment before speaking. "Some were of you leaving school, others... from here. In your room."

"Here? Are you serious?" Her hands shook as she stared at him, anger beginning to bubble beneath the fear. "How long have you known?"

Fuyuhiko tried to keep his voice steady. "That's not important. I didn't want to tell you because I didn't want you to freak out. I wanted to handle it myself, to make sure you were safe before you found out. But it's getting worse, Hannah. That's why I need you to move, to be closer to me, where I can protect you."

Hannah's expression twisted with a mixture of anger and hurt. "You should have told me from the start. You've been making decisions for me, and I didn't even know what was happening. I could've been more careful- I would've been more careful!"

Fuyuhiko reached out, trying to calm her down. "I know, okay? I screwed up. But I'm telling you now because I can't risk this getting worse. He's dangerous, Hannah. He wants to use you, manipulate you because of who you are."

Hannah was silent for a moment, her breathing shallow as she processed his words. "So this is all about my status? The Togami name?"

Fuyuhiko nodded. "Yeah. Saito wants to get to you to get to your family's power. He thinks he can control you, use you for his own gains. That's why I've been trying to keep you protected."

Hannah's shoulders slumped as she let out a shaky breath. The weight of what he'd told her was suffocating, and she felt trapped, like her life wasn't even her own anymore. "And you're sure he's not here, watching now?"

Fuyuhiko's jaw tightened. "That's why we need to move you. The new room will be safer." He sighed, "I know it's not fair to you, but it's the only way."

Hannah was silent for a moment, her lips pressed tightly together as she processed his words.

For the first time in days, Hannah didn't push him away. Instead, she nodded, still upset but no longer fighting him on everything. "Fine." she muttered, "I'll move to the stupid room. But you've got to stop hiding things from me, Fuyuhiko. If something like this happens again, I need to know."

Fuyuhiko stepped closer, his eyes softening as he looked down at her. "I won't keep you in the dark anymore. I promise." He placed a hand on her shoulder, squeezing gently.

Hannah met his gaze, her anger slowly dissolving into a tired acceptance. She nodded, though the anxiety still weighed heavily in her chest. She wasn't just going to sit around and be a pawn in this twisted game, but for now, she had no choice but to trust Fuyuhiko's judgment.