The Analyst

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙽𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚝𝚢-𝚏𝚒𝚟𝚎: 𝙲𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚜

"Hello?" A scratchy voice said on the other side of the phone.

"You bastard, she's getting too close. Because of you. We agreed no one can know." The man spat, gripping his phone as he stared down the paused video of the detective outside the courthouse.

"Who is this?"

"Fuck you." The man spat, hanging up. He was planning on threatening the man, but at this point he was sure she already knew. Why else did she look at him like that through the screen? Who was she to judge him? God, it made his blood boil. She made his blood boil.

He was watching the news when her face popped up, making him upset.

Unpausing the channel, he heard a reporter's question.

"Detective (L/N), do you have any doubt that Sandra Hreak is the Chichi Koroshi?" A microphone shoved its way into frame and in front of the woman's face.

"Not one," she spoke into it, "I'm positive I have the right woman."

The man scoffed, turning off the television all together.

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Tomura grumbled, slamming the phone receiver back into the wall.

"Damn asshole."

He had no clue who this person was, or what 'she' he was referring to. Tomura himself knew many women, but none of them mattered. Only (Y/N) did.

Only two weeks left.

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My phone seemed to be ringing a lot lately. I mean dear god, who is calling so much?

"Detective (L/N)," I said, repressing a sigh as I picked up the phone.

"Hello detective, it's Tsukuyomi otherwise known as Tokoyami Fumikage." The voice on the other end was stoic, as if it were a plane on a graph; never rising nor falling.

Oh it was Tokoyami alright.

"Tokoyami, what a surprise. To what do I owe the pleasure?" I asked, smiling as I leaned back in my chair.

"I just wanted to thank you. For caring for my concussion during the fight. I know I should have called you earlier, but I was trying to heal a bit beforehand."

"No need to thank me, I was just doing what anyone should do. I trust you're still healing? Concussions usually take at least two months to fully heal."

"I'm not fully healed and I can't go back to hero work yet, but I'm getting there."

"I'm sure you're absolutely dying not being able to do anything. I know I would be."

Tokoyami was a very popular hero, number six on the charts in fact and working his way to five. People loved him and they loved his work. He seemed to never take days off or even lunch breaks.

"It hasn't been a walk in the park, let me tell you. I'm itching to get back out into the field."

"I'm sure."