Juuzou sat in their—no. He sat in his apartment. Alone. He laid in the center of the floor, a quivering mess. The clock that had been knocked onto the floor read 3:38 a.m.

He raised his head from between his knees and looked around at the destruction he had caused. The bed's sheets were ripped off, and he had taken his knives to the now shredded mattress. He had also used them on the walls, which were now covered in gashes. The furniture had been forcefully dismantled by a scythe, and every dish in the kitchen was shattered.

And every picture frame had a knife through it.

"Why?" Juuzou screamed. "Why did you kill Shinohara? Why did you play me? Why did you sleep with me?" Juuzou could feel his anger building. "Why did you lie," he said softly, catching his breath. He then screamed. "About everything!"

"Juuzou, you okay?" Kiniko asked the next morning.

"I'm fine," Suzuya said bitterly.

Soon, the two men were pulled into a meeting with Amon and Akira and Houji.

"It's come to our attention," Amon began, then paused and rubbed his neck. "Well several things have come to our attention."

"Such as?" Houji said.

"Well," Amon continued. "As you know, we now know the identity of the owl— Takatsuki Sen. However, we could not find an address for her. She has not come to any meetings and is presumably on the run."

There were murmurs around that table, and Juuzou clenched his jaw. How had he let her go?

"What are we doing about it?" Kiniko asked.

"It's been announced on the media that she's a ghoul and is wanted," Amon said. "There's nowhere she can go."

"Other news?" Akira asked.

"It's come to our attention that—," he cleared his throat and looked nervously at Houji. "That investigator Takizawa was not killed in the Anteiku raid, and is very much alive, living as a a half ghoul. He is working for Aogiri."

Juuzou droned out the rest of the meeting. He did not care. He had been betrayed. In that moment, sitting at a conference table, the white haired investigator decided something:

He would never let anyone into his heart ever again. After all, all they wanted to do was hurt him anyway.

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Notes:

Sorry for the short chapter, more to come!