Psychic Detective Yakumo

Okay, so I was going to make this a 5k chapter, but I decided to split Haruka's and Yakumo's view apart. So, you'll probably be seeing chapter 26 tomorrow. It's already written, but I don't have time to update that one right now. It's three am in the morning and I don't want to wake up my parents with my typing. My sleeping pattern is pretty messed up and I have no idea what I'm going to do when school starts. Then, it's scarier to think that I'm going to college, not high school.

Oh, then, I almost died when PDY Chapter 31 came out! I was so happy that I almost started crying. It's just so good and I love it. So a thanks to all those people who are working on that manga and translating it for us crazy fans. Me, being one of them. :)

Anyways, I would like to thank all my readers, reviewers, followers, ect.! I'm sorry it took so long to update! So, please excuse my grammatical errors and I hope this chapter meets your expectations!

Won't Give Up

Chapter 25 - Violated

Once again, Haruka had gotten to school way too early. The hallways were empty and since she didn't want to deal with the teachers in the lounge, she had decided to go to her classroom. She had stayed up all night waiting for Yakumo and in the end, he didn't show up at all. He always did that to her and Haruka was really getting tired of it. If he wasn't going to come home, why couldn't he just text her or call her to inform her? Was she that much trouble for him?

Haruka let out a sigh as she walked passed the windows. When she finally made it to her classroom, she was surprised to find the door slightly opened. She looked at it with awe, wondering who could possibly be inside. She gulped before she slowly placed her hand on the doorknob. Without making a single sound, Haruka slowly opened the door to find Kaoru Miyazaki hovering around her desk. She couldn't exactly tell what he was doing since his back was facing the door.

"Miyazaki-san," she called out to him as she adjusted her purse on her shoulder. She walked inside the classroom, but Miyazaki didn't even bother to turn around. Wondering what was wrong, Haruka took a couple of more steps toward him. "What are you doing here so early, Miyazaki-san? Is something wrong?"

He stayed quiet, but Haruka could clearly see that something was wrong. When he finally turned around to look at her, Haruka was surprised to see an angry look on his face. He glared at her with anger as he held a picture frame in his hands. Haruka's eyes widen when she realized that he was holding her picture frame of her and Yakumo on their wedding day. "Miyazaki-san?" Haruka said again even though the look in his eyes were intimidating her. He had never seen him so angry before and it was starting to scare her. "What's wrong?"

"You're married?" He asked her, dropping the picture frame on her desk. He placed his hands on his hips as he stared at her with a dull look. "Why the hell didn't you tell me you were married?!"

"What are you talking about?" Haruka asked him with confusion as she took a step back. "That's my private life. I have no reason to tell you something like that."

"I told you all of my life!" He suddenly barked back at her and Haruka couldn't help but feel a bit frighten. She didn't understand why he was so angry about it. Who cared if she was married or not? She didn't feel like she was married at all and she certainly didn't feel like she was Yakumo's wife. Even though they had gone through so much, he didn't take her feelings into consideration. He didn't stop to think just how much she loved him and just how much she needed him. "I told you everything about me or have you forgotten?"

He took a couple of steps toward her and it wasn't long before he stood right in front of her. He grabbed her wrist tightly, surprising her even more. "You're married to that guy, right?" He asked her with furrowed eyebrows. "He came to pick you up yesterday. Was that him? Are you married to that guy?"

Haruka tried to pull her hand from his grasp, but he was too strong for her. The more she struggled to free herself, the tighter his grip would become. It was only until then that Haruka started to grow extremely scared. She didn't like the look in his eyes one bit since it was the same look he had when he was about to drop the student from the stairway. Still, Haruka didn't understand why he was acting that way toward her. She hadn't given him any motives. "I am." She finally answered, looking away. "He's my husband."

He growled as he turned to look in another direction. He released her hand and Haruka quickly took another step back in response. "This is bullshit." He began, curling his hands into fists. "If I would have known you were married, I would have stopped myself from loving you."

"What? What in the world are you saying?" Haruka quickly panicked. Was she being confessed to? She couldn't believe it and she didn't want to believe it. "Stop saying that nonsense, Miyazaki-san! It's not funny, so quit joking around. Instead of playing around like that, why don't you just go take a seat in your desk. You should pull out your textbook and start studying. There's plenty of time before class starts."

"I'm not playing around!' He told her walking over to the door to slam it shut. Then, without a warning, he locked it, making Haruka a bit nervous. "For the past few days, I just haven't stopped thinking about you. I come to class because I want to see. I've been doing my work because I want to impress you and because I want you to feel proud of me. I really do like you, Sensei. You're the only person I can count on and you're the only person that actually cares about me. How could I not like you? Then, you're really pretty and I can see your beautiful eyes in my sleep. You're clearly the only one for me."

"Do you have any idea what you're saying?!" Haruka exclaimed, feeling a bright red blush form on her face. No one had ever told her something like that, not even Yakumo. She took a couple of steps toward her desk, but Miyazaki still kept coming closer and closer to her. "You're my student, Miyazaki and I'm your teacher!"

"Yeah, but this is my last year in high school!" He quickly responded back when he was only a couple of inches away from her. Haruka tried to get away, but he grabbed her wrist again, stopping her from leaving. "I'll be out of high school soon and you will no longer be my teacher."

"Miyazaki, stop this!" Haruka told him in a loud firm voice even though her heart was pounding loudly beneath her chest. "That's not the issue! I can't accept this and I need you step away right now! I'm not going to hear anymore of this! Do you understand?! I don't want to hear from you anymore!"

"I know you're married and you have no idea how much that pisses me off. You can tell by a long shot that he doesn't like you back." He told her, which caused her body to tense up. "Why would you even marry a guy like him?! You could do so much better and it's clear that he doesn't deserve you!"

"You can't say that because you don't even know him." Haruka replied him as she tried to push him off her. He was so close to her that she could almost feel his breath hitting her skin. "So, get off me right now! Stop messing around already! It doesn't matter whether I'm married or not! You're still my student and that's what I see you as. You shouldn't confuse my kindness for something else."

"It doesn't matter to me either." He told her before he pushed her on top of the desk. He climb on top of her, leaning his hands against the desktop. He looked down at her and Haruka could tell that he wasn't the same Miyazaki she was used to seeing in class. Fear immediately begin to develop inside her chest and she was ready to scream if she had too. She started breathing uncontrollably, trying to push him off her. "You don't have to leave him if you don't want to. I don't mind being your second, Sensei. I just don't want to lose you."

"Stop it! Miyazaki-san! This isn't funny!" She yelled at him, but he covered her mouth with his hand. Haruka groaned with terror, but the pain and sadness in Miyazaki's eyes shocked her. They were swelling with tears and some were even crawling down his cheeks. He quickly wiped them away when he noticed her staring at them. Then, he started to get close to her again and of her struggling was just in vain. In that moment, she didn't have the strength to defend herself and her fear was starting to take over body.

"I'm so sorry, Sensei." He whispered in her ear as Haruka snapped her eyes shut. She couldn't take it anymore and she could feel her own tears escaping from her eyes. She was terrified and her entire body was trembling because of it. "I can't hold my feelings in for you anymore. You have no idea how angry I got when I saw you walking away with another man. It fucking pissed me off. I came here early to get an explanation from you and I happened to see the picture frame on your desk. It was him. You're standing right there with him in your wedding dress and at first I just couldn't believe it."

Haruka shook her head and she lifted her arms to pull him off, but he quickly pinned them down with his other hand. She was officially trapped and inside her head, she was mentally calling out to Yakumo. "You looked so beautiful, Sensei. You looked so beautiful in your white dress and you have no idea what I would do to trade places with your husband." He told her again, grazing his lips over skin. Haruka closed her eyes as the tears continued to flow out. Her mind still kept calling out for Yakumo.

"I know I'm still a brat, but I know I can make you happy." He told her with a desperate look on her face. His face was so close to hers and Haruka didn't know what to do about it. She wanted him get away. She wanted him to leave her alone. "You're everything I've ever wanted and you're everything I've ever looked for in a woman. That's why it bothers me to think that you've been with another man and it pisses me off to think that you belonged to him as well. I just love you so much. I can't even bare it. I fell for you from the first moment I saw you. You don't know how badly I want to do it with you. Just looking at you turns me on, Sensei."

With that being said, he released her mouth to kiss her roughly on the lips. Startled at first, Haruka didn't know what to do and she panicked inside her head. Her tears wouldn't stop and the image of Yakumo wouldn't erase from her mind. Then, before she realized what was going on, Haruka felt Miyazaki's cold hand slipping under her dress. Haruka's eyes widen when she felt his fingers thrusting inside her. She desperately moved her hands around so he could release her and just when she thought it was hopeless, Haruka kicked him off her as hard as she could. He went tumbling back, but he managed to keep his balance to keep himself from falling onto the floor.

Feeling out of breath, Haruka grabbed her purse from her desk, her heart pounding louder than ever. She looked at Miyazaki as she wiped her mouth with her hands. She couldn't believe what he had done to her and she would never forgive him for it. She glared at him with anger, her tears streaming from her eyes like a fountain of water. She placed her hands over her chest as she bit her lip with anguish. How could he have done that to her? What had he been thinking?

"I would never betray Yakumo!" Haruka suddenly yelled at him as she let her feelings take over her body. "Even if he doesn't love me, I could never cheat on him!"

Without looking at him twice, Haruka ran toward the door and unlocked it at as fast as she could. She wasn't exactly sure what she was doing, but the only she knew was that she didn't want to be alone with him. She didn't want to be anywhere near him. Haruka flung the door open and she went down the hallway as fast as she could. Her tears still wouldn't stop flowing and the pain that was forming inside her heart was starting to become heavier with each passing second.

Even so, Haruka still couldn't believe what had happened and she still couldn't believe what Miyazaki had done to her. She bit her lip as she tried her best to stop herself from crying. He was suppose to be her student. She was suppose to be helping him out and giving him support. She was suppose to encourage him. She had even defended him from the other teachers and yet, he had confused her kindness for something else. He had fallen in love with her and unlike certain people, he didn't hide his feelings. Haruka rubbed her eyes as she headed down the stairway. Everything was just too painful, sad and frightful to think about.

In that moment, she just wanted to run to Yakumo's arms.

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