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.
It felt as if my heart was laid down on a lone road, waiting for some damn truck to crush it. It felt as if it was given to a lion as his meal for the week. It felt as if it was ripped apart, using a shredding machine.
You might be wondering what I'm babbling about… Well, these are the sentences that I had written in my 'People to kill' diary. Seriously, remembering that diary again. It definitely hurt like hell back then.
But looking back at time, the only thing I can do now is laugh at my old self. Who am I kidding? I can't even do that now, can I? Those kinds of emotions come really expensive nowadays.
"A-Ah… I just remembered something I'm definitely supposed to do right now. I-I'll go home by myself. Why don't you two catch up without me."
What a terrible excuse, Miura.
I blame her for all of this. Couldn't she have just whispered instead of declaring Yukinoshita's presence to me right in front of her? I probably would have been able to avoid this situation if she did that. I'm sure even Yukinoshita feels the same way.
And now, here in this situation… I walk side by side with Yukinoshita, towards god knows where.
Clenching the plastic cup in my hand, I turned my head to the side.
Her features came into my sight. Her hair seemed to be the same height it was in Highschool. Two separate strands of her hair tied to the back. A long brown coat on top of a formal shirt. A mature look adorning her face. Even her piercing blue eyes seemed to have softened. They look… different. They look livelier. They look like the time when we started dating back in the day. But there's one thing that didn't change.
Okay... maybe they are a few centimeters bigger now.
"Can't say the way your lecherous eyes are trailing my body isn't disturbing." She said, her head turned to my side. A small smile gracing her lips.
"Well, at least you haven't changed too much." I said
"I… I have actually…. Circumstances made me. Just like they did to you." She said. Her sharp blue eyes peeking at me every few seconds.
"You know nothing about me, Yukinoshita." I stopped. Yukinoshita's body shuddered, her heartbeat raised because of my sudden stern voice. Her head faced the ground for a second, but her eyes faced me again. Her face containing a not so genuine smile.
"U-Uh... You and Miura-san… seemed close." She tried to keep the keep the conversation going without it being terrible awkward. Attagirl, Yukinon~
"We are close." I stated.
"A-Ah… O-Oh… Okay."
"But not the way you're thinking. We're only… uhh… Colleagues…?"
"Are you asking me or yourself, Hikigaya-kun?"
"Well, it's a bit too complicated to call it friendship I guess." I said as I recalled my time with the fire queen. Yeah… definitely can't be counted as friendship.
"Doesn't really surprise me. You've always been the one with complications. Maybe it's because of your eyes. Or maybe it's because o-"
"Oi, every bad thing in my life doesn't necessarily relate to my eyes you know." I scoffed, leaving the Ice queen to sniker while looking away from me.
"When did you get back to Japan?" I asked.
"Quite a while ago, to be honest. Although, the media only found out recently."
"I know, the media world can be very annoying sometimes." I said as Ebina Hina's picture flashed through my mind.
"Ah… I heard that you are working for the Law Enforcement now."
"Yeah… I was gonna become a full time house husband but no one was interested in taking me."
"So you married the country…"
"Well... Yeah. The crime rate also dropped because of me you know. I do make a very good wife for Japan." I said
"I truly fear for Japan's safety now."
"What is that supposed to mean? Like you're one to talk."
"Who do you think you're talking to, Hikigaya-kun? I am a proud citizen of this country and I contribute just as much as you do." Yukinoshita stated, puffing her non-existent chest up.
"Oh wait… didn't your fiance's company help Japan during the war? That should cover up for your entire life's contributions." I said not knowing what shit I just spilled.
…
A few seconds of silence passed as my idiocy welcomed the awkwardness with open arms.
…
Shiiiiiiiet… I totally forgot that I was going to ignore that topic.
"U-Uh… Hikigaya-kun, I… H-He isn't really." Yukinoshita kept sluttering while I just stared at her blankly.
"Stop… I shouldn't have brought this up." I said
"…No." Yukinoshita mumbled out.
"…Yukinoshita?"
"You deserve an explanation. About B-Back then…"
"You probably misunderstood, Yukinoshita.… I meant that I do Not want to know." Those words escaped my lips bitterly. Yukinoshita's eyes contained a shocked expression but soon were foreshadowed by her bangs.
"H-Hikigaya-kun." She stared at me with her mouth agape. Her lips quivering. She sucked her lower lip in only to bite it. Her eyes soon trailed the ground. An eery tension formed between us.
"A-Ah… I mean, come on. It's been like ten years." I tried to ease the tension.
"I… It… r-really has been, hasn't it?" Yukinoshita said as she looked straight at me again. Her lips once again stretched into a forced smile.
This is seriously getting annoying now.
It's been a while you say… A while? Well, it's been about eight years since she last saw me.
Me…
Running away, from everything that was once mine. From everything that I ever wanted. She was… everything that I wanted at that moment. But for some God-fucking reason… I ran away. I could have gone back and confronted her. Even if she had stomped on my pride and threw me away, I still would have been a better person. I could have saved many lives… I could have saved…
Them…
"Soooo… where's my car?" I asked the guard beside me.
"U-Uh… Sir, your wife took it home." He answered
"My what now?" I asked him, staring at him with a dumbfounded look.
"Your wife, sir…? Blonde hair, green eyes…?"
"…"
"…"
"Would you like me to call the police?" I am the police, you dimwit.
"No. Don't worry about it. I know her."
"Do you want me to call you a taxi, sir?"
"No, it's fine."
"O…kay. I shall take my leave, then." With a bow at the end, he disappeared. I mean walked away of course.
For goodness's sake… Of course she would do that. It's Miura we're talking about. I can just feel the victory smirk she's wearing right now. Obviously, I'm the idiot now.
"Hachiman~!" A sweet voice made it's way to me, making me turn it's way.
I could now see a thin woman… No… A man with medium short silver hair, running towards me. Waving his fragile hands at me, indicating me to wait for him. I lifted my arm up, waving him back.
"M-Mou~ Hachiman, why didn't you say you were leaving?" He said as he now stood right in front of me.
Oi, What's with that voice!? It's Kawaii-Desu!
"A-Ah… Yeah, sorry about that. My kid must be waiting for me. So I had to leave a little early." I said.
"Oh… Oka-Wait, you have a kid, Hachiman?" Totsuka said, his lips forming an 'O' shape.
"Yeah. She's going to be four this year. Wait, I have photos of her with me. Would you like to see them?"
"Eh, really!? I would love to~!" He said while leaning in to see the pictures on my phone.
Hoooo… W-What is this fragrance? It feels like, someone just poured the heaven onto his head.
I parted ways with Totsuka with after a while. We exchanged numbers like I did with almost everyone in the party. Don't get me wrong, I obviously did not want to do that. It's just that a dumb airhead happened to get a hold of my number. Then slowly and slowly everyone created a line, just to get on the good side.
It's not an unusual sight to have people trying to get close to me. As of now, the world isn't really in a state that can be called peaceful. Even if Japan is one of the few safest countries. Nobody would wanna miss the chance of having a Sergeant in their pockets.
Speaking of exchanging numbers…
"Hikigaya-kun, would you… like to excha-" Stop this already, woman.
"No."
"H-Hikigaya-kun…"
"I don't think it's a good to stay in touch, for us that is. I think it would be best if we were to keep our distances." I stated, loud, direct and clear. Looking straight into her eyes.
"I-I…"
"Look, it's been too long anyways. It's not like it matte-"
"I… understand, Hikigaya-kun. If that is what you wish for, then… Then it's fine." She said as she cut me off. Another one of those forced smiles on her face. I could see through her façade like seeing through glass. The sad frown that was hidden behind those loose smiles.
To think that in the end, you have also become the very thing that you hate.
Moral of the story: Society… Really is a Bitch.
I walked inside the place with my tie hanging loose from my neck, indicating my tiredness. I asked Tsurumi to stay the night, it should be alright if I hang out a bit more, right…? Better make good use of this. And what can be better than drinking under the sea of loneliness.
I walked up to the bar and took my seat on a stool. This place kind of looks like the one where Saki worked at. I don't think I would even realize if it were to be the same place though.
"Oye~ Oye~ Whaddaya mean yer gonna cut me off, eh!? look at me! I'm still sober as fuck! C'mon~! Pour that shit already!" I heard a male's voice coming from my right side. The voice of a man with brown hair and thick eyebrows to be exact. He seemed to be drunk.
The female bartender in front of him, trying her best to get him under control. She seemed nervous. She stole a few nervous glances at a big bulky guy in the back of the place. He was wearing a black t-shirt and was guarding the entrance. He must be the bouncer. He seemed to be on his phone, ignoring the mess that was going on in here.
I guess the bartender wants the bouncer to help her but he's too busy playing candy crush.
"Oye!? Yer seriously pissin me off now, ya know!?" The brown haired drunk got up while sneering at the bartender.
"A-Ah… please c-calm down…!" The woman tried her best to calm the drunk down.
Although the guy was shouting pretty loudly, no one seemed to pay any attention to them. This must happen a lot in here.
I spotted the drunk twitch his fingers. Uh oh… bad move. He's going to go in for the punch.
"Why don't you calm down." I said as I walked up to the guy and the woman. Why the hell am I the one taking actions? Where are all the staffs at?
By now, the bouncer had gotten off of his phone and was heading towards us.
"Huh!? Who the fuck are you, emperor of Japan!?" Only unofficially.
"I-I'm gonna have to ask you to leave, s-sir." He's not going to leave if you slutter like that you know.
I could see the irritation in his eyes. The temptation to get his anger out. And most likely, the alcohol is probably going to make him do just that.
He suddenly pulled his right arm back. His fingers assembled beside each other, leaving his palm open. With another swift move his leaned his head towards his left and swung his palm at her direction. Yeah, just a bit more.
*Thump* I used my own right hand to push his head on to the counter, before his hand could reach behind the desk. A thumping sound was now audible due to the hard of collision of his head and the bar table.
And boom, now all eyes stood on me as if I had done something tremendously stupid.
With the corner of my eyes, I could see the big bulky bouncer coming my way. I shoved my other hand inside my pocket and pulled out my badge.
"Chiba Metro." I said as I pointed my badge at his direction stopping him on his tracks. His eyes trailed my badge for a second and then regained his calm composure.
"A-Ah… T-Thanks then." Don't thank me for doing your job you lazy bastard.
"M-Metro… S-Shit…!" I heard the drunk squirming under my palm.
I pulled my hand back as the bulky guy then grabbed the drunk guy by his neck. Dragging him all the way towards the exit, kicking him out of this place.
What does a guy have to get a drink around here, huh?
I took my seat again. The bartender then walked up to me with her eyes still fixated on the exit. A second later a sigh escaped her lips.
"Does this happen a lot?" I asked her, gaining her attention along the way.
"Yeah… more so than you think… A-And Thanks for the help~!" She changed her tired tone to a cheery one at the end. I nodded as her reply.
"You're not much of a talkative person, are you?" She asked, a smile adorning her face.
"That is one awkward question." I replied
"Haha… But you're funny."
"No I'm not. You're the one with the large sense of humor."
"Hahaha, you really are funny. Anyways, what will it be, Sire?" She asked while leaning backward.
"Vod-uh… Gin and Tonic." I said.
I could feel a vibration under hips. I put my hand inside my back pants pocket to get my phone out. I put both of my elbows on the counter with my hand holding the cell phone. Unlocking it, I found a text message notification.
'Hachiman, you still up?' Saki's text flashed across the screen.
Hahaha... Been a while, huh? Sorry, I was stuck on the Yukinoshita part for some reason. By the way, next chapter reveals the identity of the mother. Most of you have probably already guessed it, and are most likely correct. So, leave your predictions in the reviews.
A reminder, This fic is rated M. And that is, for a very good reason.
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