DISCLAIMER: I do not own Oregairu! I only own a laptop, an underwear and a cookie.
WARNING: This fic may contain spoilers, heavy OOCness, strong language, possible character deaths and possible explicit scenes. You have been warned.
There she stood behind the mic with all her beauty and glory covering her. Met by the sound of cheering and swooning, all indicated towards her. It was definitely no surprise. After all it was none other than Sobu's most beautiful and unapproachable ice queen.
"Thank you Yukinoshita-san for the amazing speech." The principle said into the microphone after the amazing speech we had received from our valedictorian. The one who is graduating with the highest grades this year. I'm sure you guys already know who came second. But I'll still spell it out for you guys. Ah shit… no time…
"In first place… Yukinoshita Yukino." I saw the principal handing out the graduation certificate to the Ice queen of Sobu High. Flashes of photos flew around as Yukinoshita received the certificate and soon walked to the side of the stage.
"In second place… Hayama Hayato." The prince then walked towards the center of the stage and received the certificate. Needless to say… The whole crowd went apeshit as soon as Hayama-sama was in their view.
"In third place… Miura Yumiko." The principal said. Who would have thought I would be beaten by the dumb blonde. No one… Well… No one knows me in the first place.
I have a handsome face… some might agree to that. But my eyes always ruins it for me. I can't say I'm good at science or math. But apparently my pessimistic attitude always was able to trump Japanese literature and get me the third place in the whole school. And here… she just stole that away from me. But… I still love myself above anything else though.
Miura and I never spoke to each other during our third year of high school. But on the plus side… I got closer to two of my certain classmates.
Many promises were made that day. Promises that stayed as promises. Promises that were shattered into million pieces. Promises-
"Sergeant!" I was brought back to reality by a low-pitched voice.
I quickly raised my head and looked at the source of that voice. My gaze fell on a head peaking it's way through the slightly opened door to my cabin.
"You okay Sergeant? You look like you're having a tough time." Came the voice again.
"No, it's nothing." I said as I rubbed the side of my temple.
"Oh… Headache…?" She said while making an worried expression.
"I already said it's nothing. Anyways, what do you want?" I asked in a stern voice.
"Ah I FORGOT! WE GOT A CRIME SCENE!" She shouted not too loudly. Great job Detective… It hasn't even been a whole month since you became a detective and you're forgetting crime scenes.
"Just leave the reports on the desk, detective." I replied, earning a weary look from her.
"A-Ah… The Lieutenant asked you to check this one out personally, Sergeant." Working on the field again? Just what is the Lieutenant plotting?
"…"
"E-Eh? Sergeant Hikigaya…?"
"Text me the location. I'll be there." I said without showing any emotion behind my words.
"Umm… Okay." She said as she left the place after throwing me a small smile. People sure smile a lot nowadays.
Speaking of smiles… Shouldn't people smile less often now? After all the crime rate in Japan has gone up with an incredible speed during these eight years.
The rich became richer, the poor became poorer… the strong became stronger and the weak became weaker. It's almost impossible to find a decent human being nowadays.
I leaned back and rested my head on the chair. I closed my eyes and unknowingly started tapping my feet on the end of the table. A certain sense of nostalgia hit me…
"Promise, we will always be together like this! Hikki, Yukinon!"
"Be sure to visit us sometimes… Senpai! Your adorable kohai will take good care of you!"
"Let's hope that we see each other again soon… Hikitani-kun."
"I know what I have to do to save myself now, Hikigaya-kun... Wait for me… Okay?"
Eight years… Eight years already, huh? Eight years since I met Yukinoshita… Yuigahama… Ishikki…
Yukinoshita went abroad right after the graduation. Yuigahama and I went to different colleges. We used to contact each other online back in the day. But that too soon faded away. I guess people were right after all. Highschool friendships don't live long.
I should get going now...
I lifted myself up with all my strength and courage. I'm getting really lazy aren't I…? I picked up my high collared black blazer and walked out of the rather small sized chamber. I made my towards the precinct elevator, crossing several detectives, officers on the way. I got salutes coming from the officers that I crossed. I merely nodded at them in return. I guess I'm still not good with formalities.
I walked out of the elevator and stepped inside the parking area. I carried my neatly folded blazer on my left forearm. I had my regular white shirt on. My black tie hung loosely around my neck, indicating how tired I was. My wallet and badge stood well protected inside the back pocket of my pants. I moved my right hand inside my right pant pocket to get the car keys out.
Something inside me always satisfied me to no end whenever I stood in front of my car. I wouldn't even mind if someone killed me inside this beauty.
I was never a car person but I always wanted to drive an expensive car. And trust me… This one is rather expensive. It's an Audi r8… The one that I had obtained through hardwork and of course… money.
For some reason I am not going in details about the place where the crime scene is located. Heard Watari Wataru's light novel's new volume draft was rejected because it contained too much of Chiba facts. Too bad… I actually really liked that light novel.
I parked the car and got out. I left the blazer in the car and headed towards the crime scene. It seemed to be inside a house. The whole house was surrounded by a yellow tape. And there was 'Do Not Enter' written all over the tape. A very typical scene to behold. Outside the boundary stood many types of people. Some who were worried about their neighbor. Some who were worried about their relatives. Some who were there to guard the bound place and some who were just there to witness a crime scene.
I stepped towards the yellow tape with the intention of crossing it. An officer suddenly got in front of me as I was about to cross the line. He seemed to be glaring at me. Probably because of my dead fish eyes and the black dragon tattoo that went from my left chest to my left wrist. It was now visible due to the rolled up sleeves.
I put my hand inside my back pocket and pulled out my badge. I raised my hand with the badge in my hand and showed it to the officer. He for some reason glared at the badge for some reason. What does he think I am… a delinquent? Well… I can't say I don't look like one.
"Something wrong? Officer… Kirei…?" I asked him as I looked at the nameplate that stood on his left chest. I was slightly taller than him which gave me some sort of superior feeling. But who am I kidding, this guy has twice the amount of muscles than I have.
"U-Uh… No, Sergeant. Everything's fine. I was just… being a little cautious. There has been a lot of fake police officers found lately." He replied. Fake officers… huh… I doubt there's a lot of fake sergeants going around town.
"I'm not a lot of people." I said… somewhat sternly. Earning a slight look of guilt from him.
"Understood, Sergeant." He said… while puffing his chest up like a boy who had just learned a new lesson. You know… Sometimes… even I love this job.
He then led me inside the house where I was met with the same owner of the voice that waked me up before.
"Detective." I called out to her. I saw her turn around and start walking towards me. Her long shining red hair tied as a pony tail flew around as she walked towards me. She was rather… healthy. At least healthier than the ice queen herself. But definitely not as healthy as the dumb airhead I used to know.
"Sergeant." She now stood in front of me with a look of pure curiosity. I have a feeling this isn't going to end well. She kinda has a face that says 'I'll eat you for dinner tonight.' Knowing the author that happening is highly likely. if you guys didn't understand any of that then ignore this paragraph or read the author's other story.
"So… what do we have here?" I asked her
"Uh… A typical wife and husband relationship. Wife claims that the husband started beating her and she stabbed him to death in return. Oh… and she also claims that it's self defense." She said.
"That's a typical husband and wife relationship for you?" I asked her with a poker face while she just giggled.
"Any witnesses?" I asked
"No… Just a few neighbors who came in after they heard screams coming from here." She answered
"Where's the body." I asked
"C'mon I'll lead you there." She said as she turned around and started walking away with me following suit.
I now stood in the center of the master bedroom. The dead body in front of me. And the detective behind me. I eyed my surroundings carefully. Blood didn't cover most of the carpet. Only a few certain things seemed out of their places. One of those things being a belt, something that was not supposed to be lying where it was lying, and not to mention the blood covering it. If I were to guess then the blood on the belt probably belonged to the victim of an abusive relationship. I had also encountered the wife on my way here. She had quite a lot of bandages on her.
The murder weapon laid beside the dead body. A bloodied knife. A few holes took their seats on the dead guy's chest. The possibility of this being staged is very low.
I took a deep breath in…
Okay… let's just get this over with…
I then close my eyes and let my imagination devour me whole…
I opened my slowly to be met with the sight of a rather chubby man who looked identical to the dead body. His right hand gripping the end of a belt. He then raised his right arm, along with the belt as another person came into my sight and in front of the chubby man. This person was identical to the wife. The chubby man pulled his hand down, resulting in the belt hitting the wife's left arm and bruising it. The same thing continued for a while. The chubby man hitting the woman with as much force as he could. Then it changed as the woman then ran towards the kitchen desk. Her hand reached out to the knife that lied on the desk. On her way she had knocked away quite a lot of things, leaving a certain trail to follow on. The chubby man was right behind her as she turned around to face him with the knife in her hand.
The woman then pierced the knife right through the center of the man's chest, knocking him down to the floor as his belt flew away to the side. The woman then pulled the knife out, earning a loud grunt from the chubby man. She again pulled the knife down and pierced right through his skin. This time… probably pierced his heart, resulting him in losing consciousness and bleeding to death. The woman then pulled the knife out for a second time and got up. Her gripped on the knife loosened as the knife fell the chubby man's side.
I slowly opened my eyes to be met with two hazel orbs staring deep into my eyes.
"Sergeant, you alive?" Came the voice from the two orbs as I only stared at them with my usual stoic expression.
"Yes, unfortunately I am." I said to her
"So… what do you think Sergeant?" She asked me with the same look of curiosity as before.
"What I think doesn't matter. Only the proof does." I said
"But your thoughts are needed to take necessary actions, Sergeant Hikigaya." She said. That's pretty clever, Detective.
"Bring the wife in for investigation and send the body to the lab." I said to her without makingeye contact.
"Okay… Serge."
"…" I didn't say anything but simply stared at her.
"U-Uh… Sergeant." She gave a sheepish smile.
"…"
"By the way Sergeant… Why don't you carry a gun?"
"I don't like violence. Perhaps, I will let you handle that."
"Yep! Count on me, Serge!"
"…"
"…geant."
"And I'm done for today. Call me if there's any emergency." I said
"Okay~" She said as she walked away, probably to look for more possible clues.
I checked my phone as I stopped my car on the side of the ride.
'7 Missed Calls' '5 Voice Messeges'
Shit…
*Knock* *Knock* I was about to call her but the sudden knock on my car window kept me from doing so.
I unlocked the door so that she could get in. Just as I did the passengers seat's door to my left was opened. First thing that got inside the car was a smooth leg. And then came the face of the female. Which contained a very sarcastic smile.
"Wow… you're here early." She said with a hint of sarcasm in her voice.
"Well… I'm always there when you need me." I said, earning a fiery glare from the woman.
"I suggest you don't talk if you want to live, Hachio." Said the fire queen.
"Noted." I said as I then drove off with the fire queen beside me. It was quiet. It's usually never this quiet. She always finds something to rant or blabber about. I would have normally found that annoying but for some reason I'm missing it now.
My eyes automatically made their way towards her. Those waist length blonde hair and those olive green eyes, which can be described as beautiful when they are not glaring at you. I still remember those drills of hair that she used to have in high school. She has gotten a lot *cough* healthier *cough* too. Almost as healthy as our mutual airhead friend.
"Another case?" She broke the silence with a soft voice. I guess the anger subsided a little.
"Yeah." I replied
"I guess it was inevitable then." She said as she let out a sigh.
"You still should have at least called me you know? After all it's your freaking fault I don't have my car!" She shouted
"What? How's that my fault? You should be grateful that I'm even giving you a lift…" I said back while keeping my calm composure.
"What!? If you had just done your job and stopped the criminal from escaping then maybe he probably wouldn't have stolen my car! And now I'm probably not even going to get any insurance for it!" She kept shouting. She seems pissed. I think I should just keep quiet. I'm usually quiet anyway.
"Do you know how precious that car was to me!?" She said while she embraced herself.
"I thought you drove a Toyota…?" I said and proved how dumb I really am.
I could feel the intense glare coming from the fire queen.
"I swear I'm gonna kill you one day, Hachio!" She said as a samurai was suddenly visible behind her.
"Okay, Okay… I'm sorry… I'll make it up to you." I said while admitting defeat. Sometimes it's just easier to admit defeat. The old Hachiman would have probably laughed his ass off if he saw me like this.
"Hmph…" She hmph'ed. I admit… That was kinda cute.
The rest of the ride was silent because the fire queen apparently fell asleep due to exhaustion. I guess I will have to wake her up.
"Oi, Miura… Wake up." I called out to her as I poked her cheek with my finger.
"Five more minutes..." She murmured… While I just stared at her dumbfounded.
Suddenly a mischievous idea hit me. I leaned in closer to her ear and said,
"Meow…"
"W-Wahh what the hell!" Miu jumped back with her back now against the closed car door. Apparently our resident fire queen hates cats.
"Did you have no other way to wake me up!?" She shouted
"Sorry… I just couldn't help it."
"I swear I'll kill you one day." She swore
"And I look forward to that. Oh and your house is here." I said to her while pointing the scenery behind her.
"Well thanks for nothing, Sergeant." She said, clearly annoyed by my actions.
"What? I said sorry…" I said while she just hmph'ed.
A long sigh escaped her lips yet again as she got out of the car. She then bent over to be on eye level with me.
"Thanks for the ride, Hachio." She said with a kind smile. A smile that you don't see that often.
"That's what friends are for, right?" I said with my usual emotionless face.
"You should head home fast. And say hi to Haruhi for me. Oh wait… she's probably in deep sleep right now." She said.
"Yeah… It's already past her bedtime. She's probably asleep and I also have to wake up early tomorrow." I said back.
"Okay then… See you tomorrow, Hachio and don't you dare make me wait." She warned.
"I won't… promise." I said as I drove off to my own house.
I entered the passcodes and opened the door using my key. As I opened the door, I found a black haired teen sitting on the couch in the living room. She got up as she noticed my presence. I walked upto her.
"Sorry, kid. New case held me up." I said to the black haired teen.
"Nah, It's no problem, Hikigaya-san." She said as she let out a warming smile.
"Where's Haruhi?" I asked her
"Oh… She fell asleep after ranting about toys." She said while looking at the door to Haruhi's room.
"…"
"You know, Hikigaya-san… You can be really scary when you don't speak."
"Is that so?"
"Yeah. At least, Haruhi-chan didn't get that from you."
"That was really mean, you know?" I said with an emotionless voice while she just giggled.
"I should head out, Hikigaya-san. It's getting late."
"Oh… Okay. I'll walk you out."
"It's alright, Hikigaya-san. I know you're already dying to meet your daughter. And my house is right here. So it won't be necessary."
"Take care then… Tsurumi." I said to Tsurumi as she left the house.
I then made my way towards Haruhi's bedroom. It was mostly painted pink and white. Like a typical girl's bedroom. There was a single and small bed in the middle of the room. On the bed, slept a certain three year old black haired girl. Her blanket seemed to have fallen off, due to her excessive movements.
I went towards her and pulled the blanket on her, covering her small body. I pulled my head down to her head and planted a kiss on the side of her forehead. Hopefully that didn't wake her up.
Life has never been kind to me. But I would be damned if I let anyone else ruin what I have with me right now…
Okay, Folks. A lot of you must be wondering why was this re-uploaded? It's because the last and the original one kinda felt a little... Forced and crappy. When I read the chapters, I found a shit ton of mistakes that were going to be a big problem in the future. So I decided to change a few things here and there. And dont worry I wont do it again even if this one turns out as a trash as well. Hope you enjoy it. That's all for now...
Sayonara~