A/N: I am not dead… I am just busy with school and life at the moment. Therefore, take this long overdue second chapter as my apology.

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Summary: Ever since he had discovered all the different sides of Naoto, Yu Narukami had fallen helplessly in love for the 'Detective Prince'. But how can he express his affection to her when he could not even say out any words from his mouth? Mute!Yu Narukami X Naoto…

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Chapter 2: Naoto's answer

She ran. She ran down the streets of Inaba. She ran away from the Tatusuhime Shrine. She ran away from him.

Tears of an unknown emotion that she had never felt before streamed down her cheeks. Her mind was overwhelmed by the flood of questions about the incident, him and herself. Her usual composure had already been lost a long time ago.

The skies above darkened as the sun slowly disappears from view, casting a dark shadow onto the poor and confused sleuth. She was screaming internally, asking a simple question in her mind over and over and over again.

'Why?'

There was no answer. All she knew about herself in that current situation was that she was coward.

…Just a plain, typical coward.

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~Tatusuhime Shrine. Time: after school. Date: 22/11/2014~

The silver haired teenager was shocked at the way Naoto reacted. He had yet let the information sink into his mind fully as he was struggling to believe what just happened.

Her mouth was wide agape. Her grey orbs widened significantly. The Phantom Thief was long forgotten. The only thing she was trying to register was the words that Yu had just 'spoken' to the female detective.

The mute teen waited patiently yet anxiously for an answer… or just even a response. However, the air around them just grew a lot more silent than before.

Then… out of nowhere, Naoto took a step back away from Yu. Her stance indicates that she could flee at any moment. Sudden tears from her delicate grey eyes streamed down her cheeks. She slowly shook her head, as if she refused to believe that Yu said those three simple yet complex words.

"N-No… It can't… I…" Her voice had turned into a mere murmur. The loud and confident voice of hers was nowhere to be seen.

"No… I… You…" She continued to stutter nonsensically. She had lost control of her untamed emotions.

Yu was confused and alarmed at the strong and abnormal reaction of Naoto. He tried to approach her, only to create more distance between them as she backed future away from him.

"I-I… W-We… c-can't… we can't be together…" Her hands then reached up to cover her mouth as more tears flowed from her eyes. The sounds of Naoto near silent crying could be now heard by the ears of Yu.

"I-I am not… Y-You are not…"

At the end of that unfinished sentence, the sleuth turned and ran away.

The entire incident left him at lost. He struggled to understand what was going on. His weak legs took several steps back until his back was against the pillar of the small gate of the shrine. Yu then slowly slid down the pole and sat down with his eyes staring at the ground.

'Were my 'words' not clear enough?'

'Did I just get rejected?'

'Was I not good enough for her?'

'Was it because I was different from her... not a normal person?'

'Was it because I am mute?'

The last question stung him. It hurts. He never felt so weak and vulnerable in his life before.

He may never know the answers to those questions. All he knew… was that he was devastated.

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Several days passed since that incident, classes in Yasogami High still ran like usual. However, it was never the same for two particular students. Naoto avoided any form of contact with Yu, as she was afraid she would lose control over her emotions once again at the sight of him. Unfortunately for her, it was a hard and painful task to do so.

Yu was doing all he could to salvage the relationship between the two of them, from trying to find her after school to calling and messaging through his phone. Regardless of his effort, Naoto shot him down all the same and left as soon as she could, leaving the mute teen more upset with each rejection.

The detective questioned herself over and over again.

"Why am I doing this to him? Why I can't just accept it?"

He was honest, kind and caring, brave and strong. Any girl would kill to be with such an amazing person.

However, it was always the conclusion, the same harsh truth that answers her question.

It was not because of Yu that she left him.

It was not because of his inability to speak that she left him.

It was because of herself.

The words that Yu said to her repeated in her mind over and over again, like a broken recorder. It had to stop.

But… she could not.

In the back of the mind of the silver haired teen and the blue haired sleuth, they were screaming for help.

Little they did know that help was on the way, in the form of something they did not expect.

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~15/11/2014, Naoto's apartment.~

After school, Naoto ran straight towards the safety of her home. She could not face anyone at the moment, not when her emotions were messed up. She reached at the door of the lonely two-storey apartment at the end of street and locked herself in.

It felt safe under the shelter of her home, escaping the harsh reality of life outside. Living behind the walls of her world seemed to comfort at first, until she realised the damage she had caused to a dear friend. Her heart aches every time she saw the pained expression of Yu, a look full of hopelessness portrayed from his silver eyes.

Was he just a friend, an ally, a comrade? Or was he much more than that?

'I… don't know.' She thought. 'I just want this feeling to go away.'

"Welcome back, Naoto-sama." A deep masculine voice called out to her from behind. The sudden noise cause Naoto to startle and turned around instantly, only to find the beady black eyes of her secretary starring at her.

Yakushiji gave a polite bow towards his master's granddaughter, and then he offered a helping hand to put away Naoto's school bag that was hung on her shoulder. After regaining her composure, the sleuth gave a soft murmur of gratitude before handing over her school bag.

Just when the elderly servant was about walked away to keep her belongings, he kindly asked his master, "Would you like some tea, Naoto-sama?"

It took a moment for the question to register in her mind as she was distracted. Her secretary had to repeat his question one more time before Naoto could respond. "Er… Yes, please. Bring it to the living room. I will be there to receive it."

With his question answered, Yakushiji moved to put away the school bag and prepare some lukewarm tea in the kitchen, leaving the blue-haired detective alone with her thoughts.

Once the water in the electronic kettle had been boiled and poured into small tea cups with a tea bag each, the servant carefully place them onto a small tray with a small bowl of sugar cubes and carried them to the living room.

Yakushiji placed the tray onto the small coffee table and placed the cup of tea in front of Naoto, who was sitting on a large brown sofa. Strangely, there was one extra cup of tea on the tray. The detective looked up and gave the elderly servant a confused look as he offered to add a cube of sugar into her beverage.

'Is that cup of tea for…?' She questioned herself silently in her mind as she accepted his offering.

After Naoto had settled down in her seat, the secretary of the Shirogane estate brought out a stool and sat opposite of his master. He adjusted his body position by making his back straight and his chest rose. It was then he finally took his own cup of tea from the tray.

Both of them sipped their tea quietly as the minutes gone by. Naoto was confused as to why her secretary was acting strangely. He was always kept away from informal forms of interaction with the members of the Shirogane family, such as eating together during meals and even simple things like drinking tea together. Even if Naoto's grandfather, Norio Shirogane convinced that he should not be so formal since he was part of the family, Yakushiji still stubbornly refused to do so.

However, that did not seem like the case right now. Naoto was unsure how to react the abnormal behaviour of her trusted servant. She stole several glances at him while she slowly drank her tea. The elder secretary was silent, as if waiting for his master to make the initiative to ask.

After a several more minutes had passed, the inevitable happened.

"Is there something you want to talk about, Yakushiji-san?" Naoto asked curiously.

"You… I want about to talk about you, Naoto-sama." Yakushiji replied as he carefully and gentle placed his cup of tea onto the coffee table.

Naoto was puzzled as she received an unexpected reply. 'He wants to talk about me?' She thought.

"What about it?" She continued to question the long-time servant of her family. There was slight tone of annoyance and anger was in her voice. Her glance turned into a steely glare, putting her fullest attention on him and awaiting restlessly for the topic of this conversation to present itself. She never intended to have any sought of interaction today… she was wanted to be alone.

Yakushiji placed his hands on his lap and looked up to face the unholy piecing glare that his master gave him. An aura of unshaking willpower and bravery could felt in the presence of this man. Anyone could see that he was determined to press this matter, regardless of the consequences.

"Your grandfather, Norio-sama was the mastermind of the 'Phantom Thief' case." It was a simple statement, yet it froze the mind of the female detective. The culprit of the case that she and Yu had been cracking was someone completely unexpected.

"My… grandpa was behind all of this?" Naoto was speechless. Why did he go through all the trouble to do such a childish prank on her?

Seeing her shocked reaction, the secretary took as a cue to continue on. "Ever since you took on the mysterious murder case of Inaba, Norio-sama and I were worried for you." He sighed heavily, as he recalled the devastated look on his master's face. "We were not only worried for your health and safety. We were worried about you as a person, Naoto-sama."

"Why? I was doing fine all by myself." Naoto argued as her grip on the handle of the tea cup tightened. 'Why…? Why can't he trust me?'

"I would have finished the case just like they asked and come back home like always! Why do you need to worry at all? I am fine!" Her voice was raised considerably as it was filled with anger and hatred. She was starting to lose control of her temper.

"Why did you two have to pull this prank on me? I have already enough burdens on my shoulder to deal with! Why you can't trust me?" She shouted furiously as she stood up from her seat and towered over her servant.

However, Yakushiji was unfazed by her outrage. He remained calm and bravely challenged the sharp piecing glare of hate and fury from Naoto.

It seemed that the clues that her grandfather had left behind were not enough. This was it… she needed to know. She needed to wake up.

"It was because you are not who you used to be!" Yakushiji raised his voice with a stern tone. He made his point across with his own icy cold glare. He was tired of pretending that everything was fine. He was tired waiting for things to change. He was tired of looking into the worried and pained eyes of Norio Shirogane. He had enough watching the woman who he had took care of since she was small destroy herself.

He was sick and tired of all of it.

The living room was deadly silent. Disbelief could be clearly seen in the grey orbs of Naoto. The harsh, painful truth had slapped her across her face. Finally, she had woken her up from the lies she had buried herself in.

The elderly secretary sighed heavily as he felt a heavy weight had been lifted from his shoulders. He had finally admitted it after all these years. He slowly took off his sunglasses and placed it beside his teacup. Naoto's caretaker looked up and stared at her with his own beady black eyes.

"Ever since the news of your parent's death, you have changed completely." The old man said sadly. "You were not doing your job as a detective because it was your passion, your pride and joy. You were doing it for the sake of proving to the world that you were capable. You were not our Naoto anymore. To me and your grandfather, she was gone."

Tears started to swell up in Naoto's eyes. She hung her head in utter shamefulness. She knew it… She knew that the painful reality all along. However, at that time, she could not accept it.

"Your grandfather asked me time and time again… 'Where is she? Where is the Naoto that we all know and love?'" Yakushiji muttered sorrowfully as he tried to bring sense into the girl in front of him. Naoto looked up in surprise once again. She had never heard such tales of vulnerability of her grandfather before.

The elderly servant searched his pockets and produced a card. It was the same card that Naoto received when she was on the pursuit of the culprit of her stolen belonging. He held it up and revealed the purpose of these puzzles.

"Your grandfather wanted to bring you back to the past, to regain the joy of becoming a detective, regardless of age or gender. This is why he set up this case. This is why I agreed to disguise myself as the 'Phantom Thief'. This is why we have always wanted to tell you… You are not alone."

The crying girl looked up into the warm, gentle eyes of the man who took care of her like a father would to his child. She rushed into his arms and embraced Yakushiji. She apologised, apologised and apologised once again. However, the elderly man who was her father figure had already forgiven her.

Inside the cold, mature exterior of Naoto was a fragile and lost child, desperate for affection and comfort from anyone. Thankfully, she no longer needed to lie to herself anymore.

After discovering the truth and gaining forgiveness for her mistakes, Naoto calmed herself down. She smiled gratefully towards Yakushiji, who felt embarrassed that he went of his comfort zone as a lowly servant of the Shirogane family. However, his efforts were not in vain and the result was a success.

Yakushiji then gave the card to Naoto. She looked at him questioningly as she hesitantly took it from his hands. The secretary gave a thin smile as he explained. "This is your final challenge. Go on… end this case that your grandfather and I had set for you."

Grey orbs scanned the contents of the card, analysing the words that were written on it.

It reads:

I did what you can't stand to do at a place you'd be fond of.

But underneath, rather than inside.

Naoto looked back to see Yakushiji looking at her with hopeful eyes. This is it. This was the end of this case, and the new beginning of her life.

She knew what she must do.

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"Yakushiji-san, I have a question to ask you."

"What is it, Naoto-sama?"

"Why… Why did you involve Yu-senpai in this case?"

"It is because… he seems truth-worthy, Naoto-sama. You need someone like him to keep you straight."

"I… I am glad. I am glad you picked out of everyone else."

"May I know why, Naoto-sama?"

"He is part of the reason why I learned to accept myself. A very important part of it…"

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I did what you can't stand to do at a place you'd be fond of.

But underneath, rather than inside.

Naoto reread the phrase several times in her mind. The words were vague and unclear. It was too long of a list of endless possibilities to be narrowed down into single clue. Many facts and precious memories of her were either forgotten or too hazy to recall the important information locked inside of her mind.

She ended up making a random choice from the long list and went with it.

She searched, looked and searched everywhere. From smallest cracks to the largest holes, the detective never missed any spot in Inaba.

However, Naoto could not seem to find it.

Instead, she found herself back in familiar places. From under the shelter of the gazebo, the dining table of the June restaurant, the school shoe racks, the area under the tree near the river to…

…The area the near the life of the Junes supermarket, where they first 'talked' to each other.

Her thoughts slowly started to turn towards the silver haired teen instead of the case at hand. Memories of them hanging out together, talking about each other's past surfaced from the depths of her mind.

She smiled amusingly at some of the ridiculous and quirky moments with him. She appreciated the advices that he gave her when she was in trouble.

She was felt honoured… to be acknowledged by her leader and gaining enough trust for him to share his own childhood with her.

Yu managed to bring her back up on her feet at the most critical moments of her life, ranging from her shadow to persevering through to solve the case. He helped her to be alive again, like a sunflower rising at the touch of the light of the sun.

Now, Naoto was alone… and helpless. She singlehandedly ruined their relationship.

What was the reason? Was it a complex and intricate reason? One that is difficult to understand?

No… It turned out to be just a simple fact.

She was afraid… she was afraid to lose such a kind and warm-hearted person like him because of her.

Naoto always argued that she had no time for romance, but the truth is she was fearful that if she was too close to certain person, one that she cared about, she would lose him just like her beloved parents.

'I am not perfect.' The sleuth always told herself, 'No one would ever come to love such an immature and shameful brat like me'

The constant lies buried her inside her head, preventing her to see the light that was the truth. The truth was… someone out there loved her.

And… she loved him so too.

Her heart beats rapidly the sight of his silent yet expressive 'words'. Her mind and body enjoyed the warm affection and attention the mute man had given her. Her once lifeless soul was revived as soon as she experienced joy and happiness around him.

Now, Naoto missed seeing the messages that was used to communicate with him. She missed being teased and 'mocked' at when he was with her. She missed admiring the looks on his face that was full of emotion whenever he laughed.

Yes, the Fortuna is in love with the Fool.

It was a shame that she realised it a little too late…

…Or was it just in time?

Suddenly, something snapped inside her head. The detective reached into her pocket in her jeans and took her phone. She flipped it open and searched though her history of her message conversation.

There it is… the information she needed was right here.

'Playing in high places, huh? That sounds a wonderful childhood you have.'

'Throwing things away feels like throwing a part of you, don't you think?'

This was it! This was what she needed to crack the final puzzle! All she needed now was to strike off the most unlikely places from the list and narrow it down to one location!

Naoto was delighted and glad that she had saved the countless messages that Yu had sent her. It definitely saved her precious time wandering around aimlessly.

However, the flare inside of her soon died down… as she continued to read through the other messages that the mute teen had sent her.

'Is it like those cliché movies where the challenger sends you a challenge through a mail?'

'No… Your problems are mine too. You are not a burden.'

'…Hahaha! Why are you so shy?'

'Let's solve this case together, partner!'

'I demand you to join this Beauty Pageant! I mean seriously, you have to…'

'A goat…? Nah, just kidding! The riddle means it is in a mailbox.'

'I'm sorry… to hear about your stolen childhood. I wished it could be different.'

These messages… or rather his 'voice' used to communicate with Naoto tugged her heartstrings. It began to affect her mentally and physically as the tears of shame and regret streamed down her cheeks. Naoto had caused so much pain and suffering upon Yu, in return of the kindness and concern that was given her.

Her world seemed to crash down upon her as she laid her grey orbs on the message that stood out from the others.

'I am glad you are a girl.'

He accepted her for who she is, not what she is.

The detective knew she had to restore the relationship and trust between them as soon as she solved the case. She had to. Naoto picked herself up and tried her best to regain her composure.

It was now or never.

Based on the information she had gathered, there was only one place in Inaba that fit the bill.

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Night falls as the flaming ball of light descended beyond the horizon. The stars emerged from the cover of the light of the bright sky and into the darkness of the evening. Naoto had to navigate around the hill using the light emitted from her phone. She searched, and searched and searched.

This time her efforts were not fruitless. She did not come back emptyhanded.

There inside the trash bin near the bench was a small, worn out leather book.

It was just small enough to fit into the pocket of any pants or jeans. With just a single look at the mysterious object, Naoto knew what it was.

'This is it…' She thought silently. 'This is the last of the seven tools…'

It was the 'Detective's Pocketbook', written by Naoto herself when she was young.

The female detective picked it up from the trash bin and flipped through the pages of it. It was filled with drawings of a child, handwritten deductions and conclusion of each case that she solved and small notes on questions that were not answered clearly.

Everything she had forgotten about was packed inside the little book. The objective of Norio Shirogane was abundantly clear – He wanted to remind his granddaughter of her childhood before her parents died… before she changed to a different person.

Naoto's hands clutched tightly onto the leather cover of the book. It was painful yet meaningful at the same time. All of this time to solve a case that was considered as a 'prank' was to wake her up. She sighed heavily and scolded herself time and time again for how foolish she was.

As she was about to close the book, a note slipped out of the pages and fell to the grass that Naoto was standing on.

Curiously, the sleuth put aside the book that contained her forgotten memories and picked up the note. The words on the note read:

Please flip to page 10 of the 'Detective Pocketbook'

~Norio Shirogane~

Her mind was filled with questions but no answers while she followed as instructed by the small note. She was surprised to see a diary entry written by the elder Shirogane on the 10th page of the book.

It reads:

Dear Naoto,

I know that this may come as a surprise…

I am the mastermind of this 'waste of time' case? Who in the right mind would ever thought about it?

However, to me, it was worth it. If I was told that I am able to bring back the old Naoto, the one who I dearly loved and missed, I would do anything in return… even if it costs my own life.

All for this childish game that you had to play, was I selfish?

Maybe… Maybe I am indeed selfish.

But… one can argue that I am also selfless.

Naoto, please come back. I missed the smile that you gave me when we solved cases together. I missed the joyful and loving tone you used when you call me 'Grandpa'. I missed everything. Yaskushiji and I are waiting for you to come back home. We are worried for you every, single, day.

Your parents, Raidou Shirogane and Kirino Shirogane are always watching you from above. They are not truly dead. They are still within you.

You are not alone.

What you were missing in your life was Love. It was something that Yakushiji and I could not always provide when you were young and now today. This is why… you need someone to take care of you too.

I am afraid I am becoming too old to be by your side for long. You will need to find someone who would love you the same way as I do, if not more.

But first, you need to accept who you are. I shall leave off with one final question.

Naoto, who are you?

Love,

Your grandfather, Norio.

Naoto fell silent. She dared not utter a single word from her mouth. The question that was waiting to be answered for years was yet to be acknowledged… until now.

'I want reason for me to stay…'

She heard the high pitched, childish voice of her shadow echoed in her mind.

It was not the case that made her want to stay in Inaba.

It was Yakushiji-san…

Her grandfather…

Her friends…

Her passion for her job as a detective…

Yu Narukami…

It was because of them, she had found a reason to stay. She needed not to fear as she was never alone. The truth was right in front of her, yet it took this long to realise as she was blinded by the lies she had created herself.

'I am a woman… and a detective. …One that is seeking the truth with the people who she trusted with all her heart and soul.'

Naoto felt her heart beat once again, like a fire being ignited in middle of the dark woods. Tears dared to spilled out of her eyes for the untempt time. She had been an emotional wreck recently, wasn't she?

Naoto was not alone, especially because of that one man who loved her unconditionally.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, her phone let out a loud beeping sound. The female detective was shocked by the sudden noise but she quickly regained her composure and frantically searched for her phone. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw what it was about.

It was a message… by none other than Yu.

Huh… Speak of the Devil.

It reads:

…Naoto? Is that you?

Are you crying?

Naoto turned around and found her grey orbs were locked onto the silver eyes of the mute teen. She was horrified to see the drastic condition of the ever vigilant and bright-looking leader.

His once neat silver hair was now a mess, losing its shape and the distinct view of its unique colour. He had large black spots under his eyes, accompanied by his large eye bags. His clothes were missing its few buttons and were also in a mess, with wrinkles and lines clearly visible on it. His expressive silver eyes were now dead and had lost its flare, it seemed sadder than ever before.

Instead of worrying about his own health, Yu was concerned of the condition of Naoto. It was been like that for many days.

The female detective recalled of all the rejected attempts to patch up the relationship between them, the hidden disappointed and sorrowful emotion that was shown through his facial features.

All this time, Yu was worried for her.

Even now, he was concerned whether she was feeling well while his body was in a bad condition.

Yu approached her, closing the distance between them. He hesitantly reached out to wipe out her tears from her face, only to stop inch away from its target. The mute teen gritted his teeth, as if he was scolding himself that he was not supposed to do this to Naoto.

Yu stared into her eyes, searching for something, any indication that it was right to stand beside her right now. His silver eyes then wandered around, and found the card and the pocketbook by her side.

His fist then clutched tightly, as if he was holding something back within him. Was it anger? Was it disappointment? Or was it sadness? Naoto could not identify it.

But she did not bother. There was one thing she needed to do right now.

In a blink of an eye, the short sleuth buried her face into Yu's chest and wrapped her arms around his bulky body.

"Why?!" She screamed in frustration into the chest of the mute teen. "Why are you always like this?!"

The shocked teen was motionless, unsure what to do. Even when her voice of muffled by the fabric of her clothes, he could hear what she was saying. Yu was even more surprised when he heard the near silent sounds of her crying.

"You are always like this… It's… not fair. I treated you horribly and yet you always come back, giving me things that I don't deserve. Why…?"

In truth, she already knew the answer. She had seen it. She had felt it. She had 'heard' it. But she wanted to 'hear' it again… just one more time… to confirm it was indeed the reason why Yu was always there for her.

Yu finally analysed what was going on. He had a inking of what may be the cause. So, he had to make the conclusion.

Yu returned the embrace, wrapping his arms around her slender body and rested his chin on her head. He gave the most affectionate hug that he could afford, hoping that he was able to send the message across.

…And it did.

The crying stopped. The coldness of her skin was replaced with warmth. The arms around his body tightened their grip on him.

Yu swore Naoto could his heart beating rapidly, the music that was meant for her to hear and only her.

Naoto then signalled to let go as she loosed her grip and back away. Gone with the tears and replaced by the confident and bright look on her face. She smiled… she smiled warmly for the first time in this day.

For a moment, Yu gave her a puzzled look. However, it did not last as he returned the smile with one of his own.

This was it… This was her chance.

The female detective looked deeply into his bright silver eyes for one last moment, and then she took out her phone and typed numerous buttons on it. Yu watched curiously as Naoto typed out a message to send to him.

Soon, it was completed. All she needed was to press the 'send' button on her phone. Her thumb hovered over that particular button, while her thought wandered over the time that she spent with Yu.

'When I am with you, I am scared…'

'..Afraid that the instant I admit the truth, everything will spill out.'

'But… I had to say it. These are my true feelings for you, Yu-senpai.'

Naoto finally press the button and waited for his response. Yu's phone let out a loud beeping sound. The silverette looked at her questioningly, and was also hesitant about looking into his phone.

However, Naoto gave him a gentle smile, with a bright rosy blush on her cheeks. She looked at him expectantly, waiting for him to read the message.

That gave him the courage to just man up and open the damn phone.

Yu flipped opened his phone… and saw that message. His eyes widened considerably and his mouth was agape. His silver eyes darted back and forth between the screen of his phone and Naoto. His mind was blown to bit as he almost could not believe what he was 'hearing'.

'So it was true… I was just hallucinating.' He thought.

The silver haired teen looked at Naoto with a newfound emotion – Love.

He grinned happily and typed a reply that was send to her immediately.

The familiar beeping sound was heard and the female detective looked down at her screen to read the message. Her face blushed even and on instinct, pulled down her large blue cap in attempts to cover her face.

"T-Thank you…" She muttered out shyly as she avoid eye contact with the silver haired teen.

'For accepting me…'

Naoto yelped in surprise as Yu suddenly reached out and grabbed her small hand to pull her towards him. Naoto's red face soon found back on the chest of Yu and his arms wrapped around her once again.

Their phones slipped out of their hands and fell onto the soft grass. It lay forgotten as the young couple enjoyed their moment with each other.

The mute man leaned down towards her ears and 'whispered'. The sleuth knew what the words he had 'spoken' were, even without looking at his lips.

She knew that from now on, there was always someone who would be by her side forever.

The Fortune had found her Fool.

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The message on the phone reads:

Naoto: I love you… I'm sorry I did not tell you sooner.

Yu: I love you too. Don't run away from me next time I say it, no?

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The End?

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A/N: Huh, this turned out to be focused more on Naoto than I would have liked.

As you can see, I intended to put Yu's side of the story of overcoming his grief and sorrow with the help of his uncle, Dojima and his father.

This turned out to be impossible as it would TOO long for any reader to pay attention to. Seriously, it would be approx. 10000 words if I add his section in.

My fingers, eyes and mind would break before that. Thus, I would make a 'bonus' chapter focusing more on Yu and add in the social link rank 10 between Naoto and him.

Anyways, Do read, review and favourite! Follow me and wait for looong days for a chapter to come out.

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