Heart Beats 💙 Choutarou Ootori

16 ✶ Mission. Quest. Thing.

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"Fine!" You sighed out, turning around to glare at the source of your annoyance. Relief washed over Gakuto and Shishido and they rushed over, hugging you tightly and repeatedly thanking you. You scowled, attempting to push the middle schoolers off, to no avail. "Get these idiots offa me!"

"If you want Y/N to check into it, I'd suggest letting them go before they change their mind," Yuushi commented, pushing his glasses up. Almost instantly, the pair let go, shuffling over to stand on either side of the tensai. You sent him a thankful look and he shrugged. "Think nothing of it,"

"I'll be going then." You heaved another sigh, grabbing your hoodie and throwing it on before slipping into your sneakers which were placed by the glass door with all the others.

Choutarou watched you carefully, biting his lip almost hard enough to make it bleed. He didn't want you to go alone. What if something happened to you? He'd never be able to forgive himself, but if something did happen, what could he do? You were much stronger than he is physically and if it was something even you couldn't handle, then he didn't stand a chance, but... he couldn't let you go alone, he just couldn't!

Just as you were stepping outside, he called out your name, making you pause and turn around with a questioning look. Sending you a determined look, he rushed over, grabbing his own coat and slipping into his shoes. "I'm going with you!"

"Choutarou!" Shishido called out in disbelief. His kouhai was out of his mind!

Choutarou shook his head at his senpai, a silent sign saying that he wouldn't change his mind. "I can't let Y/N-senpai go alone, it's too dangerous!"

"Doesn't matter," you yawned, rubbing the back of your head as you stared boredly at the black forest. "I won't let anything happen to 'em, anyway."

"You better not!" Shishido growled, narrowing his eyes at you.

Normally, you would have responded with a smart comment or a threat, especially with you being as tired as you were, but you knew he was just worried about the younger male. They had a special bond with one another and you would not be someone to come in between that.

"Alright, Choutarou. Let's get this Mission... quest... thing over with,"

"Mission quest thing?" Gakuto questioned, cocking his head to the side. "What kind of name is that?!"

You glared at him over your shoulder. "Fine. Murder investigation. Is that better?" He gulped, shaking his head rapidly. "Yeah, that's what I thought,"

Choutarou sent one last look at his senpai, giving him a reassuring smile before following you out the door. Thanks to the directions they had gotten from the pair, the cabin was fairly easy to find and didn't take too long to arrive there. Choutarou was nervous about going up to the house, but you showed no fear. You didn't even believe that the two had seen what they claimed to have seen; it was probably their imagination.

Kids these days, they watch too much TV.

Shaking your head, you climbed the steps and let your knuckles touch the glass. "Oi! Anyone here?" You waited a few minutes for a response and, hearing none, you slid the glass door open.

"Y/N-senpai!" Choutarou whispered, scrambling after you and grabbing onto your arm. "We can't just – "

"This is the murder scene?" You scoffed as your eyes scanned the room. The room looked like a living room type area but there was no furniture, with the exception of a plasma TV that hung on the far wall, to the left. The floor was made of wood, a bit darker than the one in Atobe's cabin, and the walls were a beige, off-white type color. As far as you could see, there was no blood and certainly no dead bodies. What the hell was wrong with those two?

Choutarou glanced at you, his voice soft. "I know what you're thinking, Y/N-senpai, but Shishido-san wouldn't lie about something like this. You know how brave he is, but he was terrified!"

"Yeah, but – "

"Hello? May I help you?"

The two looked up at the female voice. Standing in the doorway across the room, obviously leading into the kitchen, was a brown-haired woman wearing an apron. In one hand was a dishrag and in the other was a glass. Her head was cocked to the side, a curious expression on her face as she wondered why two strangers were standing just inside the doorway of her cabin.

You and Choutarou exchanged a confused look.

Just what the hell was going on here?

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