Blooming Darkness [Goro Akechi X Reader]

XXII: Traumerei

Hello hello lovelies. Cheers to another update and for living through the hellish week I had endure. I had gotten nothing done :). Hopefully I can get two or three more chapters ahead like usual. Plus ive been drawing alot too! ^^ nevermind that anyways lets get to it

Music: Traumerei
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It’s been all over the media, this story passed through society like a wildfire. Headlines hitting jumbotrons in Shibuya saying the Detective Prince was critically injured from investigation. I knew that it was far from the truth and I’d rather have it that way than have the media harass him like normal. He doesn't need that and as far as my knowledge goes, he hasn't even woken up from the shock he was put in. “Mr.Shido, what do you think about Goro Akechi being hospitalized from his current actions?” “I think that even though his actions were extremely reckless and selfish, I do believe that he had some motive to investigate something as the Yakuza. I do wish for him to recover as fast as possible.” I growled as I had watched the news on my phone as I approached the train station. “That’s all bullshit and he knows it…” I seethed a bit as I burned with irritation as I heard those words slip off his tongue.

Right before I slipped my phone in my pocket, my phone vibrated with a message from Yusuke popping up my lock screen. ‘Is everything ok? I haven't heard from you in awhile. When you have the chance, let's have lunch in the art room as usual.’ I sighed a bit in exhaustion, since I had isolated myself for almost three days after this mess had happened. I refused to answer my phone and answer any text that came my way.

“Downtown Shibuya, Train 45.” I put my hands in my pockets letting a small cloud of fog come from my lips. The temperatures were frigid, even if it was December- I didn’t like it all. I put on some music and stepped onto the bullet train that luckily enough rarely had any people on it at this time of day. Considering that this time in the afternoon was hellish rush hour, but then again I did leave school earlier so that I didn’t get caught in any of that. So, I just ended up taking a seat and had set my bag aside as I leaned my head back. ‘The snow looks less and less beautiful...it just feels suffocating.’ I thought as my silent sorrow started taking it's course as my fingers brushed against one of the wrappings around my arm. ‘Ah, mon amour~ Did you think you could keep this forever? Here I hold 5 million in my hands, how could a suicidal tramp get her hands on it? No surprise there, the man was a fool for running with his tail in between his legs. What a surprise that his daughter showed up to my doorstep once again.’

I grit my teeth as I trembled in anger as my fist started to wrinkle the hem of my skirt. Thinking back onto what Kamui said had opened up more doors and gave me the puzzle pieces that needed to be put together. My father being a Yakuza member gave him the fortunes even a bachelor could dream of. After his passing, the money was supposed to go to me but Marianne stuck her foot in the fucking circle, claiming me as her own and inheriting his dirty money since she was the mistress to him; disregarding my mother’s life in the process. Now that Marianne, Kamui, and my father are dead the fortune finally falls upon me. The blood money that I got on my hands and knees for and murdered people for because I could never make a living as I cowarded down in impoverished circumstances. Just the thought alone made my scowl turn into a small smile, a smile descending deep into madness.

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The train had finally came to it’s stop as I stood up, grabbed my bag and had adjusted the scarf around my neck to keep myself warm. After a bit of walking, I went inside the hospital to check myself into the receptionist. “Oh by the way. Do you happen to have anyone named Priscilla Viscount by any chance?” The woman at the desk had flipped through a few pages scanning through them before going onto the computer to look through the catalog. “Oh! We do, in Room 211.” Relief had started to fill my chest and a smile had spread onto my face. “Alright thank you so much.” I expressed my gratitude and had headed up the steps peeking into Priscilla's room first seeing her sit up “Ara! My little angel Y/n came to see me~!” I smiled at her as she beamed in joy “I won’t be here too long since you need your rest.” “Oh boo. It’s not good to lie love, we both know you only came here to see Akechi-kun.” She chuckled lightly and my face started to heat up a bit “I try sometimes. I can’t even hide my personal affairs from you and that scares me a bit.” We both chuckled a bit until she waved me off to get her rest. “Stay out of trouble my little cupcake~!” “I’ll try!” I stepped back out into the hallway, closing the door behind me with a click.

As I trailed down the hallway to reach Akechi’s room my hand touched the knob and a chill ran up my spine. I took a deep breath and opened the door taking a steady stride in. No sooner than that, I gently sent my bag down onto a nearby table where a mountain of presents started to pile up. Each day I came to visit Akechi I’d always bring a present for everyday he hasn’t woken up. It’s been 72 hours so about 80 presents were stacked on the table for him to hopefully open up on Christmas. My sorrowed expression remained as I sat in the chair next to the hospital bed, hands folded in my lap as fingers tangled with the strings of my scarf. The monotonous beeping and the low breathing of Akechi’s chest rising up and down made me count my blessings over and over.

I knew I was accustomed to this mess, my body had to get used to infliction of harm but Akechi’s body had to riddle in shock to keep him from dying. “This world is never fair to those who’ve done nothing wrong and had only followed order their entire lives….” My fingers brushed against his clammy skin as tears burned at the corners of my eyes. (E/c) hues darting all around the room to keep myself from crying at this sight. But to no avail the waterworks came through as my chest started to tighten. “You didn’t deserve this...you’ve been so kind to me and loved me for who I was no matter what I had said to you. I can’t lose you Goro, I just can’t..” Sobs broke through in a silent whisper as I kept his hand in my own, contrasting the warmth between us. “Let's spend Christmas together...I know it sounds silly but we can eat pancakes Christmas morning and take a walk through the morning snow. You like the snow….right…?” I put his hand on my cheek just leaking with hot tears spilling all over my cheeks. “I don’t know what I’d do if you left me….just don’t ok…? You promised not to and I promised to protect you, then….this happened..” I shook my head sniffling as my thumb rubbed circles in his palm “You told me not to blame myself but I can’t help but feel guilty. Even if Marianne has been dead for awhile now, she still causes me pain. She’s in my head telling me I’m a useless and an inconsiderate tramp that deserves nothing but death. Those voices aren't going away either…..” It went silent for a second until I forced a low chuckle “If only you heard this come out of my mouth. Who knows what you would actually think about me then; but it’s all true.”

The silence erupted again making the moment extremely bitter until I heard Akechi's phone ring. I had gotten up from my seat and had picked it up “Hello?” “Ah, Y/n L/n it’s about time I was able to make your acquaintance. Now I understand how precious time is to you so I’ll cut to the chase. The Yakuza leader Kamui was it? He was a pathetic waste of space. He would often beg for the impossible from me. But that aside, I heard the Yakuza needed a new leader to fill that role. I’m sure a beautiful Empress of your iron stature could fill that role I presume, yes?” My eyes widened a bit as my blood froze and as my stomach started twisting in knots. “H-How did-” “What? Did you think that we, as the public, are just now knowing about the Yakuza? Oh weren’t you sadly mistaken. My dear, I had Akechi peek around in those dark little files of yours months ago before this conversation was even thought of. You think he just wanted to know about Ms.Marianne just out of curiosity? Or that you murdered your own parents by hand?” “B-But I didn't-!” “Of course you didn’t. Blame everyone but yourself princess. You really are a piece painted exactly like Marianne.” “Don’t fucking compare me to her. She’s gone...I had to kill her to get her out of my life..” I trembled in anger as my voice started to waver along with me balling my fist. Whomever was on the line knew how to anger and tangle their own words against me alone.

“Right. You killed Marianne, your Father, and now Kamui. You certainly have a gift Y/n, a gift that’s only given to the Red Viper of Red X. But that aside, you have Akechi to thank for all this. He was assigned a higher position in the workforce and he issued a hands and knees search for you. But for some reason he hasn’t opened his mouth yet ordering for your immediate arrest. Let that simmer into your brain, he holds your very life in his hands. He controls the noose around that pretty little neck of yours while I hold all the strings. With just a little snap of my fingers I can cut them all, you would die and so would that disappointment Akechi.” I looked at Akechi’s body and had grit my teeth with my back against the wall.

“...What do you want me to do in his place..?”
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