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-Saiou Oneshots- Despair Disease P2

!TW! Blood Vomiting Mentions (second sentence only) Implied Panic Attacks???- Fainting Implied Anorexia???- 

Kokichi POV

I woke up with a jolt, clutching my stomach and wiping the sweat off my forehead. I rushed to the toilet, vomiting into the water below. Lifting my head to check in the mirror, I took a good look at myself. My face was disgustingly pale, my lips a rosy red and my eyes glassy. My nose was a light pink, but it blended in with the blush coating my cheeks. I looked very ill. I must have a fever, I'm guessing.

"Kiibo!"

My voice was coarse and raspy, a little cough erupting in the middle just to rub my sickness in my face. Kiibo suddenly came into view in the mirror, startling me. He stared at me with a concerned face, putting a hand to his mouth. I just pretended like I was completely a-o-kay.

"Kokichi! Are you okay? You look and sound incredibly sick! I can bring you medicine! How are you feeling? What symptoms do you have?"

At this point, I wouldn't mind sinking into the floor and dying. I only exist to play the role of a villain, as much as I would like to become friends with the others, my mind won't let me. Kiibo pat my back carefully, peering at my face in the mirror.

"Symptoms? We don't have time to list those! I'm about to pass out from feeling like absolute shit! I'm sick as fuck!"

I... I didn't mean to say that. That was the first truth I had spoken in a while. I decided to brush it off as an accident.

"Kokichi, if you don't want my medical assistance, what do you want?"

"Do you by any chance have any makeup? I don't want to look like this. I'm not fine."

Another slip up. I was meant to say I was fine. It's probably the tiredness... Kiibo brought a thinking finger to his metal chin, letting out a hum. I waited there impatiently, tapping my foot unconsciously against the floor.

"You're too sick to put on makeup. Just lay down and rest with Saihara-Kun."

I let out an offended gasp, my hand cramping and sore as I brought it to my forehead.

"I can't believe you could do this to me! I told you, I'm sick! I want to go and rest with Saihara-Chan!"

I complained tiredly. Another fucking slip up?! Something was definitely wrong. I had a feeling of dread deep in my stomach, and I wasn't looking forward to resting off a stupid disease. Kiibo seemed to catch on with my expressions, eyes widening as an imaginary light bulb popped up above his head.

"Ok Oma! I apologize for the off topic question, but how much do you like lying?"

The robot questioned me, awaiting a response as if he had the most clever plan. Stupid Kiiboy was probably as dumb as a broken clock.

"I feel like I'm going to faint, but I guess I can answer your question..."

Kiibo waited in silence as I nervously tapped my foot against the bathroom tiles. What if I slip up again? I decided to just go for it, confident that everything was going to turn out perfectly fine. Taking a deep breath, I blurted out my answer to the question.

"I fucking hate lying! I only do it because I have to win this game! It'll ruin the plan if someone starts caring for someone as fucking stupid as I am! Nobody likes me and nobody ever will! Lying is just the only thing I'm good at, okay?! It's the only thing I can manage to do in this stupid game! I only exist to play the role of the villain. I really want to be friends with everyone! I've never had any friends! But... I just can't... All because of my stupid lying...!"

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My knees collapsed under me. What the hell was happening? I felt so overwhelmed! Everything was blurring around me and there were pools of sweat sticking my clothes to my skin. I could care less about what was happening around me, but the faint pressure on my back was providing me some cold relief to my dangerously warm body. My brain swirled; all my thoughts swarming around my head, however, I couldn't understand any of them. Everything I thought and felt was like mush, and I lost control over myself. My body collapsed with a loud thud, and I could weakly come to realize that puddles of blood were hurriedly rushing down my head, coating the tiles beneath me a sickening pink. My hands unconsciously traveled to my thighs, fingernails trying to stab their way inside the skin. Crescent shaped marks soon littered my legs. This was it. I'm useless now. There's nothing I can do. I am nobody. Because without my special ability, I am just an empty shell. An empty shell who could only speak the truth. That's right. Me, Kokichi Ouma, the ultimate supreme leader of lying, couldn't lie anymore. And with that information in mind, I fainted from shock and blood loss, the wet rag on my forehead helping me fade into a world of black.

K1-B0 POV

I covered my mouth with my hand. Did that really just happen? I feel guilty... I made Oma-Kun reveal his true feelings that were clearly hidden for a reason. He was doing this all for a... Plan?

"Uhm... Kiibo? Can you stop with the fucking thudding noises, for Atua's sake?! I'm trying to sleep- OMG KOKICHI?!"

Saihara's furious yelling quickly turned into panicked screams as he leaned down to check the liar's heartbeat. Can I even call him a liar anymore...? Saihara stood up after checking, securely holding Oma in his arms as he jogged in frantic circles around the room, slurring out tired yet extremely worried comments about Oma being hurt.

"Saihara-Kun, please calm down! Oma-Kun is sleeping, and you'll get dizzy if you keep running like that! The blood on his head should be slowing down now since I wrapped the wound in a bandage!"

Saihara momentarily stopped before continuing to sprint before he processed what I had told him.

"Wait what did you say? T-T-The blood on his head?!"

The detective peered down in a panic to see the supreme leader's forehead wrapped up in a white bandage, little spots of neon blood peeking through the material. Shuichi shrieked before his body suddenly leaned back a bit.

"S-Saihara-Kun!"

I tried to catch the detective before he collided with the ground, however, it was no use. Saihara and Oma were passed out on the bathroom floor. How the heck was I supposed to fix this? Despite being a robot, I doubted that I had the physical strength to lift the two of them. I could ask the others... No! That would be selfish! They could possibly catch the disease too, just like Oma did! Speaking of Oma, I decided to try and pick him up first, and he was surprisingly light. Too light. Assuming that transporting him would be an easy task, I began to carefully walk to the beds, but I was stopped. Huh?

"Oh..."

I sighed. Saihara's unconscious hands were tightly wrapped around Kokichi's arm, red marks from the detective's grip becoming visible on Kokichi's pale skin. It took a little tugging and a lot of effort, but I finally freed Kokichi's arm. It appeared to be insanely red from rubbing and pulling, I might need to put some ice on it for a bit. I added 'get ice' to my mental to-do list and took the smaller boy back to his bed, tucking him in as if I was his parent. Now to get Shuichi...

"Ahem, Kiibo? Are you in there?"

A voice asked from behind the door. Ah, Tojo-San must be here with Kokichi and Shuichi's breakfasts! I speed walked to the door, opening it to be greeted by Tojo and Gokuhara.

"Ah! Hello Tojo-San! And hello Gokuhara-Kun! Is everything okay?"

I politely questioned, Gonta giving me a nod while Kirumi extended the plates with top quality meals on them towards me.

"Gonta just wanted to help Kirumi! Gonta wonders if Shuichi and Kokichi are okay... K1-B0, are friends doing all right?"

I gave him a nod, smiling at how much of a gentleman he was. We had a little chat until I came to the realization that Shuichi was still laying on the bathroom floor...

"Oh, I better give these two their breakfasts before it gets cold! Thank you, Tojo, you're amazing!"

The maid simply nodded, flashing me a small smile as she began to return to the dining hall.

"And Gokuhara, thank you a lot! You are a true gentleman! Also, you can call me Kiibo!"

The entomologist's eyes lit up, sparkling. The sight was super cute.

"You really think Gonta is gentleman? Thank you Kiibo! Gonta appreciates friend!"

After a long hug, Gonta followed Tojo back to the kitchen like a little puppy. Or a big puppy. Both options work. Oh, right! I returned to the task at hand, transporting Saihara to his bed. Gathering all my strength, I scooped my arms under the teenager, lifting him with a minor effort.

"Either Saihara-Kun is very light, or I'm very strong..."

I knew it was probably me being strong, due to Oma feeling like air in his arms. Placing Shuichi onto the soft comfortable bed, I repeated the same routine as I did with the smaller boy, tucking him into the bed before glancing up at the glass divider in the middle of the room. I should probably dispose of that; I don't need it anymore since Kokichi gained the disease. Maybe I can give it to Angie, she might be able to use it for whatever religious rituals she conducts in the privacy of her room... Monokuma randomly popped up in front of my face and clicked his fingers (do bears have fingers? Paws? Taeys5rtfuyk) and the divider magically disappeared. Maybe Yumeno-San was working with the bear...?

"What the fuck.... My head hurtsssss..."

The supreme leader whined into Shuichi's chest, mumbling some random nonsense after that.

"I know right?! My head hurt so bad as well, and it still fucking does! If we weren't trapped in this fucking killing game, I would sue Monokuma for animal abuse!"

I stared at Shuichi, confused as heck. I do mean no offense, but at this point, I think Monokuma may have accidentally given Shuichi a stupidity disease...

"Wh- Animal abuse? How...? Wait, how did you two get in the same bed without me noticing? Kokichi, isn't your bed on the other side of the room?"

Kokichi simply yawned, snuggling into Shuichi more. I swear if I turn my back ONE MORE TIME, and something weird happens, I'm going to confront that damn magician.

"Guys, your breakfasts are on the bedside table there, and I also found pain meds in the bathroom, so take those. Kokichi is it all right if I see you after you finish your breakfast?"

A thoughtful finger was brought to the little one's chin as he ate a slice of bunny-shaped apple, the juice coating his red glossy lips. Swallowing his food, he grabbed another piece of the fruit and shoved it into his mouth greedily, as if he had been starving his whole life. Maybe that linked up to why he barely weighed anything...

"Saihara-Chan! Saihara-Chan! Wanna play a game of chess? I love chess!"

The two of them began playing chess as I read one of Shuichi's books while keeping an eye on them. Saihara raged very hard at Oma when he lost though...

KOKICHI POV

"I suppose so! You wanna talk about that not fake breakdown, don't you?

Even my tone wasn't as cheerful as usual. I didn't seem as happy as I did before because I'm clearly not happy. I just spilled all my reasons behind my actions to this stupid robot.

"I do actually-"

"Just get to the damn point already. I'd prefer to not stand here for hours and explain my whole sob story to you!"

Kiibo nodded his head in understanding, fidgeting with his fingers as we stood in awkward silence. I was about to do a 180-degree turn and leave to go back with Shumai and play more chess, this was so boring. Not to mention I was nervous as fuck, which didn't help.

"Look, Ouma-Kun..."

The toaster blurted out to break the silence, not wanting to waste any more of my time.

"I'm sorry for exposing you like that. I'll try not to touch or invade any sensitive topics while you're sick like this. Monokuma is quite cruel to give you a truth disease..."

I nodded my head in agreement, not trusting myself to speak after what happened... last time. Kiibo placed a gentle hand on my shoulder, bending down a bit to meet my eyes.

"Hey, if you want to be friends or if you wanna tell me anything... I'll allow it."

A thumb softly caressed my sweaty shoulder as he spoke.

"I thought you weren't going to touch any sensitive topics, smart head."

Besides the obvious fact that I just admitted I thought of him as smart, I was mentally wheezing. Because honestly, what the actual fuck is a 'smart head'????

"Sorry, Oma. Wait, do you really think I'm smart?!"

I rolled my eyes, tapping my foot against the ground impatiently. This was getting boring...

"Yes... That's not a lie!"

Fuck you, brain. Why the fuck do you have to have to do this? What happened to 'it's a lie, nishishi!' huh? I'm not going to become the ultimate truther anytime soon, am I? Kiibo simply smiled and led me back to the bed, where Saihara-Chan greeted me with an excited smile.

"Oma-Chan! Oma-Chan! Ditch this hunk of fucking metal and come play with me!!!~ Hey, useless kettle! Get your disgusting arms off him! Oma-Chan is mine!"

"O-Oma-Chan?!"

I asked in shock, being pulled roughly into a protective brace by Saihara.

"K-K-Kettle?! That is very robophobic, Saihara-Kun! I will see you in court!"

Shuichi just rolled his eyes and grabbed a piece of a broken chess board and threw it at Kiibo as a warning to stay back.

"Eek! My c-chess board!"

I wiggled out of his embrace and knelt down on the floor, collecting the shattered chess board pieces.

"I'm sorry Oma-Chan! I just got so FUCKING ANGRY THAT YOU WON AGAINST ME AT CHESS! SERIOUSLY, I FEEL LIKE KILLING SOMEONE RIGHT NOW!"

Shuichi tackled Kiibo onto the floor, attempting to pull his metal plates off. Kiibo squealed in surprise.

"Saihara-Kun, please stop! If you get these torn off, Iruma-San will have more work to do! What if you kill me?"

Kiibo questioned desperately as I also attempted to pull Shuichi off his metal body, storing the chessboard fragments in the draw. Finally, we managed to get Detective-Chan off of Kiibo, and I was sweating like crazy again.

"Saihara-Kun, I understand you're sick and raging, as my new feature is telling me, but please don't do that again. I could've died!"

"Now that wouldn't be so bad, would it..."

Saihara mumbled, wobbling to the fridge to grab something, almost tripping repeatedly. He looked like a deer trying to walk on ice, it was a hilarious sight. But to be fair, I most likely wasn't much better...

"Saihara-Kun! Be careful, please!"

Saihara responded with some muffled curses and swears, arguing with Kiibo in the distance. All of a sudden, I felt an unfamiliar throbbing pain in my forehead, pink running down my face like raindrops on a glass window. Must be bleeding through the bandages. Luckily, Kiibo noticed and snatched a med kit from the bathroom, tending to the injury. It was a slight bit painful, yet I still managed to fall asleep in Kiibo's arms as he cleaned out the cut on my forehead.

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I woke up with a jolt, my head spinning due to the quick movements and the shock that tickled my spine as I shook where I laid. Clutching my head - which was now wrapped neatly in fresh bandages - I observed my surroundings, seeing the familiar sight of a certain robot sitting next to me. His tongue was out, focusing on the task at hand. What was he doing? Shifting my body a bit, I was greeted with a sight that surprised me. Was Kiiboy... Fixing my chess board? This dude seriously cannot get any nicer...

"Ah! Oma-Kun! You're awake! I'm so glad, you were passed out for two days!"

Kiibo noticed me, worriedly sitting on the bed next to me. His hands wandered to the chessboard again, holding it out to me.

"While you were sleeping, I fixed this for you."

I took it into my hands, impressed at the quality. It looked as if it was new! I looked up at him with a huge smile. However, I peeked over his shoulder, and something felt off. As if something was missing...

"Wait, where is Saihara-Chan...?"

"Oh! Saihara-Kun somehow recovered, and he is in the dining hall with the others at the moment."

How did he recover...? Aren't we supposed to be sick? Monokuma told us that this motive was in effect until someone kills...

"I know what you're thinking. Saihara-Kun may have gotten rid of his disease, however he cannot remember anything. Nobody even knows you're sick, Oma-Kun. I just told them you were staying with me just in case..."

Nobody knew...? Saihara-Kun... Doesn't remember...? Things were going too fast; my brain couldn't comprehend anything. I sat up slowly to avoid my head hurting and took a large sip of the water on the bedside table. It had that odd taste; that weird flavor of water that runs down your dry throat when you wake up. That disgusting taste. Kiibo nodded his head in realization.

"Oma-Kun, don't fear! I'll get you a glass of fresh, clean water from the bathroom. I'll be back in a minute!"

I nodded tiredly, and completely forgetting I was sick as heck, I shakily stood up and walked to the door, keeping my hand on the knob to relish in the pleasant cold sensation. Then finally, I twisted the knob, and the door unlocked with a click. My body was moving on its own. I just wished to see my beloved Saihara-Chan...

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-Saiou Oneshots- Despair Disease P3

!TW! Implied Panic Attacks Implied Anorexia Mentions Blood I think that's all lol

KOKICHI POV

"Good morning, Oma-Kun! Did you sleep well? I heard from Kiibo that you were asleep for two days..."

Ah, Akamatsu. She was always positive, no matter what the circumstances. It made me insanely jealous...

"I slept really well, nishishi! Hey, are you willing to do a favor for your favorite supreme leader?"

Akamatsu nodded with a small smile. My lips curved upwards.

"Ok then, peasant! Carry your precious leader to the hall, my legs feel like jelly and I'm too tired to walk!"

Akamatsu-San didn't notice the truth I told, carefully picking me up and running swiftly to the hall. She felt as if this was too easy...

"Oma-Kun, you're very light..."

My eyes widened in shock. I can't even fake my expressions.... With a sigh, I wiggled a bit in her arms, adjusting myself to feel more comfortable.

"Don't overthink it, Akamatsu! I'm small after all!"

She answered with silence, her expression flooded with a wave of concern, and she reluctantly nodded her head.

"You do look very sick, Oma-Kun..."

"Nishishi! Don't worry!"

I tried to word my response in a way that wouldn't expose my truth disease yet told her I was completely fine. Which, by the way, I wasn't. The dining hall doors swung open with a loud thud as Akamatsu and I arrived, the pianist immediately running to the detective, assassin, and inventor.

"Iruma-San! Harukawa-San! Saihara-Kun! Hello! I hope you don't mind that I brought Oma-Kun with me. He asked me to carry him to the dining hall!"

Maki scowled, grabbing one of her pigtails and squeezing them to release her anger. Iruma just had a cocky smirk plastered on her face. I shot her a 'don't even think about sexual shit' glare and she cowered, pressing her legs together. Yuck! Saihara-Kun just had an adorable curious look on his face, a finger to his chin.

"He didn't hurt you or threaten him, did he? If he did, I will fucking kill that asshole!"

"Harukawa-San, please calm down! He did nothing! It's okay!"

Harukawa shot me a glare, then left me alone to talk to Kaede. I wiggled out of the pianist's grasp while she was distracted and stood in front of Shuichi. He looked really tall like this!

"Saihara-Chan, I hate admitting that I, the mighty supreme leader, am short! However, I just had to point out how selfish you are!"

The detective snapped out of his thinking trance with a squeak, peering down at me.

"Oma-Kun...? You look sick, are you okay? Also, what does being short have to do with me being selfish...?"

I smirked, at least I could still tease in this state.

"It's because you're so tall! You could've at least donated some height to me... Also, supreme leaders can't get sick! I'm not fine, nishishi!"

Fuck. Saihara chuckled before looking down at me with a serious expression, his hand coming to press against my cheek. Holy shit holy shitttttt HOLY SHIT HE'S CARESSING MY CHEEK ETWYEUJEHTSGHRT35QVWGDSFJK!!!

"...ma-Kun... Oma-Kun!"

I shook my head, feeling his hand stay put on my cheek. My appearance was basically just my face painted red as if my parents were a strawberry and a tomato.

"Ha! Cockichi is blushing! That little twink is probably thinking about sucking Saihara's d- "

"Iruma-San... Please don't be... Dirty..."

Saihara mumbled, his face turning a bit red. Facing back to me, he let his free hand press against my burning forehead. This hand was removed as quickly as it was placed.

"Oma-Kun! Your forehead is burning! It was as if my hand was pressing against burning metal! You should go see Kiibo-Kun! I'm sure he can check if you have the disease or not! This disease seems pretty bad from what I've heard... I hope I don't get it!"

How do I tell him... I smirked and lifted my hands behind my head, doing my iconic pose, also ignoring the fact that Saihara yelled that out, so everyone heard it.

"Don't worry Sai-Chan! I'm not fine!"

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I hate myself. The stupid disease is fucking ruining my whole act! Everyone is going to find out how I really feel... My whole plan will be ruined... I'll be so vulnerable...

"I knew it! The little shit is trying to give us all that disgusting disease! Speaking of disease, he is a fucking disease even without his sickness! Someone grab Kiibo for fucks sake!"

Nobody moved. Tears pricked my eyes from the insult Maki used. No no no no! I can't cry here! I can't exactly lie my way out of the situation either...

"Maki-Roll! I know he's a shithead and all, but you don't have to be so mean! He's still one of us. Plus, what if the little dude is just unwell? He might not even have the disease! Don't worry little man, you're not a disease!"

Momota heroically boomed his speech, ruffling my hair as he reassured me. Even if he was an idiot, and even if I did want to slap him on the back of his head, he actually made me feel supported. I couldn't help but let a warm smile coat my face, my blush returning a bit since Saihara just moved his hand to caress my face again.

"Whatever, I'm leaving. Don't blame me if any of you get sick and die. He's evil, never trust a liar."

The only sound heard was the sound of Maki's shoes clacking against the tiles as she exited the dining room. (Or as she did that ballerina twirl thing and evaporated.)

"This is such a pain... Nyeh... I want to go back to bed..."

Himiko complained, tiredly leaning against Yonaga as Chabashira pulled her off the artist. They were such lesbians, I swear...

"Let's go Himiko! We don't want to get infected if this degenerate has a disease! I was already in close contact with Saihara-Kun when he got his disease, so let's isolate!"

Himiko didn't even listen, just nodding tiredly as Tenko dragged her around. A happy artist followed them like a loyal dog, despite Tenko's warnings to stay away from 'her beautiful mage'. Saihara-Kun just looked confused.

"Disease...? I haven't gotten any disease, have I...?"

If only he knew. I'm just glad he is better now, but I do hate the fact that he forgot all our actions together when we were sick. Our friendship basically got set back a level...

"Gonta and Kaito can tell you after! Gonta needs to make sure Kokichi is okay! Gonta doesn't want friend to be sick!"

Friend...

"So, Kokichi... Are you sure you don't have the disease...? Ah, humans are so interesting... The way they act to different diseases makes my heart- "

"Ok, let's go back to the dorms, Shinguji-Kun! We can read a bit, does that sound good?"

Amami interrupted, cutting off the anthropologist's crazy speech. In times like these, I'm glad Amami-Kun is still alive... Ryoma and Iruma walked up to the pair.

"Oi, shrimp dicks! Can we tag along with ya? This gorgeous genius is bored as fuck!"

Ryoma just stayed silent, Miu already speaking his request for him. Korekiyo simply nodded and the four of them marched off together, chatting about random things as they traveled to Amami's dorm. The rest of us just stood there in awkward silence, the occasional whispering among us. The silence was so loud...

"So... Oma-Kun. I think being sick in a killing game, especially after a sickness motive is very suspicious. Am I correct to assume that you would prefer not to let people know about your disease?"

Kirumi, you didn't have to say that in front of everyone... Dammit. My foot tapped against the floor, my mind thinking of something to say. I don't trust myself to speak anymore... Ringing sounded in my ears loudly, disappearing after a few seconds. My lips turning into a thin line, I nodded. Inside my mouth, my teeth were digging into my tongue, drawing small spots of blood. This was my attempt at keeping my damn mouth shut.

"O-Oh, Oma-Kun! You shouldn't be here! We do care for you, but you are risking everyone's health... We should get you back to Kiibo, d-don't you think?"

Akamatsu stuttered and cried in fear, clasping a hand over her mouth and nose as if it was a makeshift mask.

"Wait a minute. I want to know what disease he has. Hey, Monokuma! Get your ass over here!"

Kaito yelled, still showing that heroic persona... I wish I had my persona... That stupid bear popped up in thin air, holding a curious paw to his mouth.

"My, my! Kokichi Ouma, ultimate truth teller, shouldn't you be with Kiibo? Or are you living up to your evil talent and trying to infect everyone here? How interesting..."

"Shut the fuck up Monokuma! Nobody likes you! You don't have to reveal everything to everyone like that..."

I shouted, my hands clasping tightly around the bottom of my shirt, sweat soaking into the white fabric.

"Well, I guess that solves everything... Oma, buddy! Am I allowed to ask ya some things?"

Please just shut up Kaito... I lie for a reason...

"I... Don't want you to..."

The astronaut nodded in understanding, a hand combing through his hair as he smiled at me.

"All good little bro! But I really want to know, why were you knocked out for two days?"

"Blood loss."

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that, man. I hope you get better!"

He gave me a strong slap to the back in reassurance, almost knocking me over from how dizzy I was getting. Sadly, everyone saw the situation as a free pass to ask me sensitive questions about sensitive topics, such as a 'Why do you lie?' from Akamatsu and 'Gonta want to know why Kokichi is acting so evil sometimes!' from a Gokuhara who didn't realize he was invading personal matters. My hands shakily reached up to my ears, harshly gripping them to block out all the overwhelming questions. Tears threatened to spill from the corner of my eyes. It felt as if my lungs were pressing in on themselves, it was progressively getting harder to breathe. I could hear Momota attempting to get everyone to stop, yet nobody listened. I fell to the floor, my thoughts fogged and my body shaking, ears ringing noisily, and sweat dripping like a broken faucet.

"Hey, Oma-Kun? I can see you're overwhelmed. Do you want Saihara-Kun to take you back to Kiibo? I'm sure my brother won't mind!"

Tsumugi silenced everyone. Saihara jolted out of his daze in shock, letting out a squeak. Tsumugi just smiled politely at her brother. I still struggle trying to find out how the hell these two are twins. Shirogane doesn't even have an ahoge...

"Gah! Why me? What if I get the disease!?"

"It's hard to explain... Basically, you're immune after, uhm, what happened..."

Tsumugi explained, confusing all of us. How the hell did she know that?

"Hold on a second, Shirogane-San. How do you know this information?"

Kirumi held a thinking finger to her chin. That's what I was wondering... Shirogane clapped her hands together, walking over to Saihara.

"Oh, I asked Monokuma to put some information on the monopads!"

Ohhhh... That makes sense. Akamatsu walked over to Tojo, just so she wasn't alone anymore, since her 'girlfriend' had left. I'm so glad Iruma isn't here right now...

"That's right! Tsumugi did you all a favor!"

I resisted the urge to step on that dumb bear, making a great effort to stand still and not harm the headmaster in any way, no matter how tempting it was...

"Oh, thank you, sis. But if you guys want, I can take Oma-Kun back, since I am somehow immune. Do I return him to Kiibo in his dorm?"

Kaito nodded and grasped his shoulder after giving him a rough pat on the back, similar to what he did to me.

"Just take him to Kiibs! I believe in ya, sidekick! Everything will be fine! Go get 'em!"

Saihara sighed with a small smile and strolled over to me, picking me up with surprising strength. He waved to everyone, and then left the dining hall, making small talk with me along the way.

"So, Oma-Kun..."

"What is it, Saihara-Chan? I'm super tiredddd..."

"Do you hear that noise? I could hear it from the dining hall and it's still going."

I tried to listen; my ears were blocked and ringing, and I could only hear things a short distance away from me. I lazily shook my head in a sideways motion, causing Shuichi to let out a hum. His hand climbed up my body to my head, gently combing through my purple, silky hair in calming movements.

"Wait... It sounds like... Kiibo...?"

"Kiibo... What? I'm tired, can we please hurry...."

"Sorry Koko."

Shuichi walked slightly faster. Nuzzling into his chest, my eyes fluttered closed, the rocking from the detective's steps lulling me asleep. I faintly registered the fact that Saihara took a wrong turn. Wasn't the robot's room to the left up the stairs...? Was Detective-Chan trying to do something with little old me while I'm in this condition?

"Mister Detective, Robot-Chan's room is to the left..."

I announced groggily, just wanting something cold to cool down my overheating body, and to be laying on a soft bed... Saihara was almost equivalent to a bed's comfort, yet his body heat was making my body feel like it had been set on fire.

"I know."

Was Saihara-Chan secretly a weirdo? I doubt it... He was acting very suspicious though. He opened the door to his room, and I widened my eyes at the surprising sight. Papers were flooding the room, most scrunched up, coffee cups littered the floors, and he had a whole drawer of makeup kits and such.

"Saihara-Chan! I didn't take you for a messy person!"

I wearily commented, grabbing at his face to cling to the back of his head. During the process, I wiped below his eye, and a pale layer of powder with barely noticeable glitter were smudged on my thumb. Looking back up at him, his eyes had deep, black eyebags, as if he didn't sleep for a week.

"Hehe, aren't you quite quick at figuring stuff out, huh? Nothing less expected from the ultimate supreme leader!"

He chuckled, resting me onto the bed and snatching more makeup from the drawer to repair the smudge I caused with my finger.

"No, no! Shumai, come rest with meeee! You're obviously tired, and I care about you! We could both use some sleep..."

I offered, rubbing my eyes sleepily with a yawn interrupting my sentence. All I got in response was a small sigh. Shumai just glanced at me, before drowsily dropping the makeup without a care.

"O-Oh, okay... Let me just get you a wet towel for your head at least..."

His hidden exhaustion was finally taking off its disguise. Shumai almost sleepwalked to steal a wet cloth from the bathroom, practically tripping over nothing every 10 seconds, yet regaining himself quickly. How did he manage to hide this much sleepiness??? My eyes flickered closed, and I was greeted with the relaxing darkness of shut eyelids. Shuichi carefully positioned the cloth comfortably on my forehead, the cool sensation soothing my irritated skin. As I faded into a world of dreams and blackness, the detective wrapped his arms around my body, gentle snores echoing throughout the room as his eyes drooped closed. Both of us passed out as if someone had pressed a power off button, and together, we entered a dreamy state of pleasureful sleep. Maybe having this disease isn't so bad after all...

BONUS SCENE 

"Oma-Kun? Oma-Kun!"

The robot yelled, searching every nook and cranny for the sick supreme leader. Where could he be? The robot had no clue, frantically searching everywhere far and wide. He sighed in defeat and looked at the ground, watching his feet move rhythmically. No! I cannot give up here! Kiibo reassured himself, gathering his motivation and determination again. He walked forward a few meters, still looking down, just like Shuichi probably did with that hat. He was observing the ground as if it were the most interesting thing ever, when he collided with something; Gokuhara.

"Ah! Gonta is sorry, Kiibo! Gonta see Kiibo looking for something, can Gonta help you?"

Kiibo nodded, gazing up from the ground and smiling at the gentle giant.

"I'm searching for Oma-Kun, I went to get him a glass of fresh water, and when I returned, he was nowhere to be seen!"

Gonta's lips formed an 'o' shape, glancing from side to side randomly.

"Gonta see Kokichi in dining hall earlier! Talking about disease!"

"Oma was in the dining hall!? Oh my... Where shall I put this glass off water, I'm tired of carrying it..."

Gonta's pupils transformed into childish sparkles, similar to Kokichi's when he was excited about something.

"Gonta can carry it! So Kiibo doesn't die to water! Robots cannot touch water, or they will malfunction and break! Gonta care for all robots, especially Kiibo. Let me hold the glass of water, Kiibo's metal hands look very slippery and not grippy..."

Gonta carefully took the glass of clean water from the robot, making a quiet comment about how it reminded him of water bugs.

"Gah! Gokuhara-Kun, I never knew you could be so much like Oma! The robophobia...!"

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-Saiou Oneshot- Despair Disease

!TW! Mentions Death Lots of Swearing Mentions Some Not Kid Friendly Stuffs

KOKICHI POV

"Ding dong bing bong whatever HURRY UP AND GET TO THE GYM OR ELSE I HAVE A NEW MOTIVE!"

I sighed and lifted the covers off myself, reluctantly changing out of my sleepwear and putting on my tight, uncomfortable uniform and adjusting my iconic scarf. As I exited my dorm, I watched Chabashira and Yumeno walking down the hall, hands tied together, and fingers tangled in each other's. As quiet as a mouse, I creeped behind the couple, eventually getting bored of hearing Chabashira fangirl over the mage, taking a huge leap. I landed on Yumeno and we both fell onto the floor. I didn't mean to knock her over, oopsie daisies! ~

"Stupid degenerate! Are you okay my beautiful Himiko? Do you need me to give you some water?"

The magician just lazily stood back up and turned to me, ignoring Tenko. I knew for sure I was going to experience some of Chabashira's neo aikido...

"Of course, it's you, Ouma! You better stop causing trouble, or I'll haunt you with my magic!"

Letting out a laugh, I leaned in close to the smaller girl's face, watching her blush at how close we were. I placed one of my creepy smiles onto my face, bringing a curious finger to my lips.

"No need to be so rude, Himi-Chan! Isn't haunting what witches do? I can't believe it," My hand raised to my forehead, and I formed a dramatic expression of fake betrayal. "you lied to us! Another ultimate lying about their talent! How could you?!"

Crocodile tears suddenly started flowing, and Chabashira just tightly grabbed the magician's hand.

"Quick Himiko! Ignore that stupid degenerate male, and let's get to the gym before that build-a-bear executes us!"

The pair ran off together, or in more accurate words, Tenko dragged a sluggish Himiko with her, swinging the gym doors open as I followed behind, so bored that I might go insane.

"Everyone's here, right? So, we can get on with it! I can't wait to see this exciting new motive! ~"

"Shut it, pissbaby! Did you even notice that your 'boyfriend' is fucking missing?! Stupid lying abortion!"

I rolled my eyes, picking at my nails and showing no interest.

"Shut it, nasty pig! You should be bowing in front of me right now, begging for forgiveness from your supreme leader! Too bad you're such a whore... You wouldn't be allowed within 900 steps of the supreme leader's lair!"

"Oh shut your fucking mouth, you're such a lying little shit! Go fucking play with yourself!"

Ignoring her, I searched around the room for my beloved. He was... Nowhere. I didn't see any emo with black clothes and a stupid black cap, with those beautiful olive eyes and attractive long eyelashes. His perfect smile and those freckles you could see if you looked hard enough...

"Hey, Ouma! What's with the blush? You thinking about sucking some dick when we go back, aren't ya?! You're so fucking gay!"

"I'm actually bisexual, but I guess a dirty bitchlet like you wouldn't know that. Also, you can't shame me for being gay when you're literally a hardcore lesbian for Akamatsu-Chan!"

The pair of girls blushed, Kaede deciding to defend her crush.

"Ouma-Kun, how about we calm down! It doesn't matter about how lesbian is, or how gay you are! We should be worried, Saihara-Kun is- "

Kaede's speech was rudely cut off by a certain detective stumbling through the door, his face pale and he was sweating a lot. A lot of whispers, including mine were heard around the room, discussing how ill the detective looked.

"Haha, look at this guy! He was probably jerking it in the bathrooms thinking about this gorgeous girl genius and her golden brain, weren't you Pooichi!"

"Can't you just shut your slutty mouth for one fucking second? I'll never think dirty things about someone as pathetic as you, bitch."

Everyone stared in shocked silence. Since when was Saihara-Chan such a badass?! If I knew this, I would've fucked him way sooner...

"Sidekick? Are you alright? That fucking liar didn't brainwash you or something, did he? I'll beat some sense into him if he did!"

"Oh, shut up Momota. You're so loud! I didn't do shit!"

"He's right, stop accusing my beloved Koki of such ridiculous things! And honestly, how can you even call me your sidekick? I solve all these murders and carry you all, and you just sit there counting fucking stars while me and Kimchi do all the work! If anything, you should be my sidekick!"

There was silence once again. Nobody knew what to say in this situation, the normally shy detective was going full badass mode and roasting everyone after all! However, all that stuck in my mind were the words 'beloved Koki' and 'Kimchi'. He likes me back after all! I can't believe it!

"Aww, Shumai is soooo cute! Calling me his beloved in front of everyone and giving me such adorable nicknames! It should be a crime to be that cute!"

"That's such a shame... I guess you'll be going to jail then!"

My whole body froze. Was Shumai flirting with me? Best day ever! I was about to fall into a gay panic!

"Can you two virgins shut the fuck up!? I've been sitting here for 10 minutes watching this lovey dovey romance! This isn't a dating show, it's a KILLING GAME!"

"Sorry Monokuma, please proceed with the motive you were going to present."

Kirumi was always so formal when she spoke. I think on the inside she was just done with all our bullshit. Being the ultimate maid must be so boring and hard...

"Yes Monokuma, please explain. Is it to do with my twin acting so odd?"

Tsumugi huh? She never spoke up to Monokuma much. I knew Saihara-Chan was her brother, but not her twin!

"Ok little fuckers, listen up! I'm only going to say this once! Me and my adorable little children decided to reintroduce a fan favourite motive... And applied it to the fan favourite! You're little detective has been infected with..."

Awkward silence washed over the gym, none of us speaking a word and waiting for Monokuma to say something about the motive.

"Dammit children! You were supposed to do a drum roll! You're lucky you guys are so cute, otherwise I would've ripped you all to shreds!"

"SORRY-FATHER. WE-WILL-DO-BETTER-NEXT-TIME."

"Oh shut it Monodam! You're fucking useless! Just do the fucking drum roll already!"

The continuous tapping of metal against the stage filled the room, the drum roll intriguing everyone as Monokuma smirked.

"The reintroduction of the DESPAIR DISEASE MOTIVE!"

My mouth opened, however no sounds escaped. What was I supposed to say..? Looking around, I could see everyone was the same, except for a certain victim.

"Monokuma, you're really interesting and all, but can I go back to bed already? My head hurts like a bitch and I honestly don't give two shits about whatever you're saying."

"Damn, I really should've given you a different disease. That's no way to talk to your precious headmaster."

Shuichi rolled his eyes in annoyance, everyone watching the scene. Nobody had adjusted to the detective's new personality yet, the normally shy boy acting so aggressively. To be honest, nobody even knew how to respond to whatever Shuichi spits out now.

"Do I look like I care? I don't care if I was given some shitty personality heightening disease, just let me go back to bed already!"

"Personality... heightening...? What is that supposed to mean...?"

Everyone was intrigued and listened closely. We had to take care of our beloved Shuichi after all! I unconsciously started tapping my foot against the ground, earning a whisper-yelled 'Stop doing that, it's too loud. God you're so annoying...' from Maki.

"Well, my beloved students with no brains, it means that whatever emotion Shuichi feels at the current moment gets increased. So, if he gets even the tiniest bit sad, he will fall into a depressive state! If he is a little happy, he will get excited to the point of running around in circles for a whole ten minutes!"

Putting a thoughtful finger to my chin, I observed Shuichi's current behaviour, piecing an answer together with Monokuma's rather helpful information. However, a certain tennis pro beat me to it.

"So that means he is angry at the moment? I wonder why that would be..."

I was wondering the same thing. What I didn't notice was that my foot started making those up and down motions again, and Maki slapped me on the back of the head. Angie just walked up behind the 'child caregiver' and muttered something about Atua watching her while she slept. Creepy... I have to live with these people for the rest of my life!

"Maybe it is because he was dragged out of bed? He seemed annoyed with that earlier, so that is probable. Kehehehe... Anger is such a beautiful emotion..."

"Shut it, kinky freak! Stop being weird!"

"Gonta thinks Miu should stop being mean! Miu need to speak less vulgar, too!"

Gonta placed his hand on Miu's shoulder to continue talking to her about how to be a gentleman.

"Guys, one of our classmates is in a dangerous condition! Let's focus on him, okay? So Shuichi, Iruma-San installed a function on me which lets me read people better. According to my calculations, you're fuming with anger and about to lash out at everyone, do you need my assistance to calm down...?"

Shuichi didn't respond, his only response being a huff and folding his arms over each other in annoyance. The sick teen just desired to go back to the comfort of his bed...

"Oh and once more thing you little shits! It's contagious, so good luck taking care of him! Everyone get's a different disease!"

With that, the build-a-bear looking psychopath left the stage, his 'children' following him close like a little of lost and clingy puppies.

"Nishishi! Silly Kiibo, of course you wouldn't of known diseases were contagious! I'm surprised a lawn mower even knew what a disease was!"

"Ouma-Kun, that is robophobic! I promise you, I know an amazing amount about human's and their behaviours! I will see you in court!"

"Can you fucking cut it out already! My head is hurting so bad, you need to stop yelling or I'll fucking kill all of you on the spot!"

Saihara suddenly pulled out one of the kitchen knives, glaring at all of us. I could tell even Miss Murder Girl was even a bit intimidated. Amami, somehow calm in this situation, slowly approached Saihara and gently grabbed his wrist, and carefully pulled the knife from its position between the detective's fingers. Everyone cautiously approached the detective before flooding him in a wave of questions, getting up in his face and confronting him about the illness. The only ones choosing to stay out of the way were Tenko, Ryoma, Amami, Maki and Kiibo. Me too of course!

"Everyone, must you crowd him? He has mentioned that all the talking hurts his head, and must you forget that this illness is contagious?"

Hearing Kirumi's words, everyone took a good 20 steps back, already panicking about catching the disease. Idiots. However, one arrogant astronaut stayed.

"Hey degenerate, get away from the walking sickness! I don't care about your health since you're a male, but if you infect any of the girls there will be a class trial! Come on Himiko, let's go!"

And just like that, the two lesbians hurried off through the door, Tenko ranted random nonsense about males to the mage who just nodded in response, not even listening, and almost falling asleep as she sprinted to keep up with the other strong woman.

"I'm not leaving," Kaito's voice boomed proudly. "I'm staying by my sidekick's side every step off the way! We'll fight this off together, right sidekick?"

"Once again, I'm not your sidekick, just let me go to the dorms already..."

"I'll take you there sideki- I mean Shuichi!"

Kirumi cleared her throat, addressing the problem. Half of the other ultimate students had left out of boredom, and the gym was rather empty now.

"Momota-San, I do understand your passion to take care of others, however, I am concerned. Saihara-San could easily infect you. Not to force anyone or point fingers, but I think Kiibo should do it. I do not mean to be robophobic to you Kiibo-San, but am I correct to assume that since you're a robot you cannot get infected with sicknesses?"

Kiibo nodded formally, understanding what she was going to say next and giving her a thumbs up.

"Do not worry Tojo-San, I will work as hard as I can to restore Shuichi back to full health and make sure everyone remains safe!"

With that said, everyone dispersed, going separate ways to do whatever they planned to do. Kiibo took my beloved back to the dorm, and I never heard from anyone again after that.

-POV CHANGE -> SHUICHI POV-

"Kiibo, can you carry me any faster?! I'm sweating my ass off and my whole body is aching!"

The robot's steps faltered as he struggled to carry my body, which was surprisingly heavy. Carrying a heavy, sick teen who keeps squirming in your grip up a flight of stairs was an insanely hard task. Part of me sensed guilt for making Kiibo go through all this struggling, however the main part of my brain didn't care. I just continued spitting out annoyed complaints about Kiibo's strength and how slow he was.

"Hey, useless vacuum, are we there yet?! I'm sleepy..."

I could hear Kiibo's artificial breath of relief as we came to an abrupt halt. What was happening...? My mind eventually fogged with too much weariness, and it became impossible to make out anything in this mindset. So, my brain decided to spare Kiibo a lot of trouble and shut down. And with that, I was washed into a deep sleep, no sickness here to bother me. Just, peace, calmness, and silence.

I spotted a purple haired boy in the middle of a flower field. His hair flowed with the wind and his eyes glistened in the sunlight. Taking a seat next to the petite male, his hand caressed mine. We talked about whatever came to mind, eventually getting closer and closer until we were only an inch apart.

"I've always wanted to feel those lips, Saihara-Chan..."

I blushed as I sensed his soft, smooth pink lips connect with mine. My senses were filled with the complicated emotion of love, feeling the smaller boy climb into my lap too deepen the kissing sensation. I wanted more. I wanted him. No, I needed him. My fingers shakily reached towards an orange button on his shirt, caressing the button before beginning to undo it. That's when I heard it. A noise that resembled the sound of bones crushing and blood spewing everywhere. I pulled away in shock, my eyes widening when I was met with the horrifying sight before me. The little leader had neon liquid trickling down his face from his forehead, and he was crying.

"Saihara-Chan, I don't want to leave!"

I opened my mouth, but nothing except a choked noise came out. He was gripping on my sleeves for dear life when I spotted his body slowly becoming transparent. I loved him. Why was this happening...? All I could do was sit there, drowning in a hole of despair as I painfully watched my crush wilting away like a decomposing flower, my eyes glued to the disturbing scene until there was nothing left to see. Wiping an ocean of tears away from my eyes, I observed my surroundings. I was seated in a field of flowers, like I was before. However, the flowers were all hunched over, devoid of any colour and awaiting their death.

Sweat stained my forehead as I sat helplessly in bed, gasping for air. My lungs felt as if they were closing in on themselves, and my head was spinning with the scenes of Kokichi begging for my help as he gradually faded. I hopped out of bed, gritting my teeth at the pain in my legs and the feeling of my knees collapsing as I collided with the floor, a loud bang erupting and echoing through my dorm room. I glanced at the robot, who was in sleep mode. Creeping towards him on my stomach, I snatched the dorm keys from him and resumed crawling to the door, eventually slotting the key through the hole and the door opening. I crawled outside, down the stairs, and all the way to Oma's dorm. I knew what I had to do.

I pound at his door, gathering strength to finally stand as I attempt to punch the door down, blood staining my knuckles as I tried persistently. I need to see him. My assault to the door cut off when it opened.

"Who the fuck is distu- SHUMAI??? WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY DOOR? IS YOUR HAND ALRIGHT?"

I knocked the breath out of him when I tumbled into his small frame, pinning him down onto the cold floor and delivering harsh kisses to his lips.

"Woah, woah! Shumai! Calm down, are you feeling horny or something? Sorry but it's 2am and I'm too tired to fuck!"

"Kimchi I-"

Cut off by my body going back to kissing the little liar, he tried to push me off, and my lips eventually left his as I struggled to breathe.

"Shumai, you have a fever! Go back to bed with the refrigerator!"

"K-K-Kokichi- I can't! I have to stay with you! The only way to make you stay by my side is to spread the disease to you! That way you will never leave! Please, please! I want you to do it with me!"

His expression got fearful, before he let out a sigh and grabbed my hands.

"Let's go back to the keyboard in your dorm, okay? He can take care of you."

"Kokichi no! Please! I need you! I can't live without you, please I-"

"Shuichi fucking Saihara, look at me. You are sick with a dangerous fever. I don't want to increase my chances of getting sick too, and it's fucking 2am. Not to mention, you aren't in your right mind to consent. My poor Shumai probably felt the tiniest bit sexual and couldn't control it, hm? Now come on, let me guide you to Kiiboy."

I gave up on trying to fight just letting Kokichi direct me back to Kiibo before he powered on the robot. I could see his eyes blink before exiting sleep mode, confused at the situation.

"Sorry not sorry, but I am here to interrupt your beauty sleep Toaster. Shumai here came to me begging for sexual gratification. I'm going to quarantine back in my dorm in case I have the disease, just tie him up or something, since he'll probably come crawling back to me again."

"Oh, I am sorry Kokichi. It probably wasn't wise to sleep with an out of control, sick person in the dorm."

Kokichi muttered a small, rather rare, reassurance to the robot before stepping away to return back to his dorm.

"Kokichi please wait! You have to stay! Please! I don't want you to leave again! Why don't you want to stay here with me! Is it because I didn't save you? I'm sorry!"

The two looked at me like I was mental. I probably was.

"Whatcha mean by that? Didn't save me? Leave again? Did you have a bad dream Shumai?"

I nodded when Kiibo thought of an idea. I didn't want Kokichi to leave, and Kokichi didn't want to stay in case he wasn't *actually* sick yet. If he stayed, he would've definitely caught the disease.

"What if I ask Monokuma for a spare bed and split the room with a small glass divider? That way Oma can stay in case he did catch the illness, and Saihara can stay near Oma. Would that work?"

I nodded furiously. I didn't want to let Oma go. I was definitely feeling very desperate and over-protective, more than I would usually feel, but I guess it's the disease's fault, not mine. Kimchi eventually nodded in agreement, and with that sorted, we got the help of Monokuma to help us set up the room we wished to have.

"Shumai, no offense, but you're a real pain in the ass sometimes!"

I sensed a tiny bit of sadness, thinking nothing of it until...

"I'm sorry Oma-Kun! It won't happen again!"

I began uncontrollably crying a never-ending river of tears, wiping the snot that was pooling above my lips with the collar of my shirt.

"Saihara! Don't dirty your shirt, here! This is going to be a lot to take care of..."

I wiped my nose with the tissue Kiibo offered me, and the three of us settled for bed, the robot actually keeping watch over us this time.

This took 2 hours of my day to write! Long one for yall as an apology for being dead <3 Word Count: 3410 Stay safe out there everyone! I personally enjoy being sick, but if any of you reading this aren't feeling your best, then I hope you have a speedy recovery! <3333

[ultimate-distaster-material]

-Saiouma Oneshots- Date

KOKICHI POV

It was about 5:00 in the morning and I was comfortably laying in bed when I was woken up by a hand roughly combing through my hair. I groaned and opened one of my eyes a bit, seeing Shuichi stare back at me with a little smile. I furrowed my eyebrows and closed my eye again, heaving the fluffy bedsheets over me and attempted to go back to sleep. I yawned and holding the plush bunny I sleep with closer to my chest. I could hear Shuichi huff, before hearing footsteps fade out of the room. I was curious, where was he going? However, I was incredibly sleepy, so I wasn't in the mood to get up and see, I was just glad he left and didn't try to get me out of bed again. Part of me wanted him to cuddle me though...

I slowly drifted asleep again before annoyingly being snapped awake by a door slamming. I groaned again and shifted around under the blanket, putting a pillow over my head to block out any future noises. All of a sudden, the freezing breeze from the fan in our room touched my leg, and I shrieked at the cold, throwing off the blankets to see that Shuichi had lifted a side up. He showed me that same innocent smile again, making me puff out my cheeks at him. I was in a really grumpy mood, obviously still tired. Once again, I tried to go back to bed, before my stuffed bunny was taken from my arms. I gasped and looked up at Shuichi who was holding it in his hands.

"Shuichi g-give it back!"

I accidently stuttered as I reached for the bunny in Shuichi's big hands, making him hold it up higher so I couldn't reach it. I haven't told Shuichi this yet, but that plush was the only toy I ever got from my mother before she... passed.

Shuichi looked surprised at my stutter, feeling a bit guilty. He knew I only stuttered when I'm either worried, sad, and extremely embarrassed.

"Babe... I will give it back after you get out of bed..."

My eyes widened, and I pouted.

"SHU, GIVE IT BACK! I DON'T WANT TO GET OUT OF BED!!!"

Shuichi furrowed his eyebrows and squinted at me. I gulped.

"Why are you so moody today sweetheart? You wanted your bunny, and I said you needed to get out of bed to get it. I didn't ask to deal with an angry Kokichi today, maybe I should go on a date by myself then!"

I looked at him, shocked. A week ago, I had told him that I desperately wanted to go on a date with him sometime. I remembered that whenever I woke up this week, Shuichi seemed to already be awake on his laptop, with dark eyebags. I realised this was all because of what I said... when I said I wanted to go on a date. He was searching up things so he wouldn't make us go on a date I didn't like...

"O-Oh... So that's why you tried to wake me up?"

He nodded before walking to the door and slowly turning the handle to tease me. I quickly jumped out of bed and ran up to him, wrapping my arms around his waist and not letting go.

"I'm sorry Shu... Don't leave..."

He smirked and ruffled my hair, giving back my bunny and kissing my cheek. I looked away, blushing a little.

"Go get dressed baby... I'll wait for you in the living room."

I nodded, slowly walking over to my closet to grab my clothes. I chose what I wanted to wear before putting the clothes on and skipping to the door, ready to turn the handle before hesitantly looking back at my bunny plush, and opened the door. I gulped. I was always scared someone would judge me for having it... But I didn't want to leave without it, afraid it would get stolen. I sighed and decided not to bring it, happily bouncing up to Shu and hugging him.

"You ready to go babe?"

"Shuuu! Stop calling me those names!!!!"

He snickered, placing a hand on my back and putting his chin on my head, gently rocking us side to side.

"Why should I? I know you secretly like it when I do!"

I huffed and gripped his hand tightly before dragging him to the front door, watching impatiently as he grabbed a large bag and snatched the keys off their hook. I unlocked the front door and skipped out to the car, Shuichi not far behind. We hopped into the car, and we contently drove to our destination, entertained by the others company, and the music playing on the radio.

After what seemed like forever, we had arrived at a hill covered in cherry blossom trees and white flowers, overlooking the beach. I gasped at the beautiful sight, excitedly bouncing up and down while Shuichi got some things out of the car and locked the vehicle. He held my hand delicately, guiding me up the hill to a nice, shady spot.

"Shu!!! This is so beautiful!!!!!"

I heard him let out a relieved breath, letting go of my hand to ruffle my hair.

"I'm glad you like it!"

I peered out at all the flowers, watching as the butterflies fluttered around the flower field beautifully.

"Shushu!! Can I go play in the flowers with the butterflies? Pleaseeee!"

Shuichi calmly nodded, smiling as I skipped off to see all the pretty flowers and butterflies. I would occasionally peer back at Shu, seeing him laying out a blanket across the grass. However, my attention was on a gorgeous butterfly, which was perched on the pretty white flower in front of me. I leaned down to observe it closer.

"Ohhh... it's a (insert butterfly name because I suck)! Gonta told me about these!"

My eyes widened as it flew in my direction, landing comfortably on my nose. I froze, clearly chocked, before smiling. Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted Shu taking a picture of me. However, this happy moment ended as the butterfly fluttered away, and I pouted, disappointed that it didn't stay longer.

"Kichi, I'm done setting up!"

I quickly stood up, scaring all the butterflies surrounding me. I muttered a small apology before skipping back over to Shu, wanting to ask him something. I sat down on the picnic blanket, staring out at the beach. Shu took a seat beside me, placing his hand on mine comfortingly.

"Hey Shushu...?"

"Yes Koki?"

"This is really beautiful... Thank you! But why did we have to come here at 5:00 in the morning?"

He just chuckled a bit and pointed into the distance, my eyes wondering to where he was pointing and seeing a lovely sunrise. I stared for a moment, hypnotised by the colours and beauty, before shyly kissing his cheek. He used his arm to hold me closer, kissing me back. I didn't want this to stop, his soft lips on mine was a heavenly feeling. I blushed more as we parted, leaning my head on his shoulder as he put his head on my head. There was a comfortable silence as we continued peering into the sunrise, loving every moment.

"Hey Koki?"

His sudden speaking almost scared me, as I looked to see an extremely small box in his hand.

"This is a gift that I have wanted to give you for a while now... And I think now is the perfect time."

He held out the box to me, gently placing it in my hands. I slowly opened it, revealing a shiny wedding ring. My eyes widened.

"S-Shu...? Please tell me this isn't a joke..."

He smiled back at me, combing his hands through my hair.

"Kokichi, will you marry me?"

Tears fell from my eyes, I was so happy. I peered up at him, jumping into his arms.

"YES! A THOUSAND TIMES YES! YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW LONG I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS SHU I-"

I was cut off with a deep, passionate kiss, Shuichi laying me against the blanket and getting on top of me to deepen the kiss. I could soon feel tears fall onto my face, revealing that he was crying too. I couldn't describe how happy I was as our tongues danced together, the sun shining on us as we savoured our moment of pure joy, Shuichi sliding the ring onto my finger while we kissed.

[ultimate-distaster-material]

-Saiouma Oneshots- Nightmares

!TW! Panic Attacks I tried making a kissing scene help :/ Abusive stuffs I don't think I'm missing anything else- Nightmares (obviously)

SHUICHI POV

It was a peaceful night tonight... No dealing with a whining Kokichi, or any murders, and gladly no motives have been presented. Monokuma has been quite mad at how determined we are to not kill... Hopefully he will lose motivation to keep running the killing game. All this thinking was making me even more tired, since I have been staying up later lately to find the mastermind behind this sick game. I yawned and grabbed my cup of coffee, putting to my lips and tilting it, expecting hot coffee to run into my mouth. Instead, I was met with an unpleasant feeling of nothing. I placed down the cup and looked into it, to find it was empty. I sighed, peering at my alarm clock in the corner of the room. The glowing numbers stood out in the darkness, making me able to read the current time. 1am. Have I really stayed up for that long? I yawned once more and brought my hand down into my sleeping boyfriends hair, combing through his soft silky locks. I decided to try and get some sleep, laying back down and bringing my body closer to Kokichi, so we were cuddling. I slowly felt myself fall into a deep sleep, a comfortable silence surrounding me.

It was around 4am in the morning, when I was woken by Kokichi shifting aggressively in his sleep and the sound of sniffling. I quickly sat up and looked over at Kokichi, grabbing him and holding him tighter while I sat in our now messy bed. However, my actions woke up the smaller, making him flinch as he opened his eyes. He gasped and hugged me even tighter, beginning to sob hysterically into my arms as I held him close and gently drew patterns on his back. I could feel him shaking frantically, he must've had a bad dream...

"S-Shuichi..."

I looked down to the small boy clinging to me and put my fingers under his chin, making him peer up at me. I could see his yellow and purple eyes glistening from tears and the tear marks staining his cheeks.

"What's wrong Koki... Did you have a bad dream?"

He nodded rapidly and closed his eyes as more tears escaped from under his eyelids. I ran my spare hand through his hair, trying to calm him down from his panic attack. I gave him a kiss on his forehead, which seemed to calm him down a little. I started gently rocking him from side to side while we sat in our dark room.

"S-Shu... Can we please turn o-on the lamp...?"

"Sure!"

I shuffled over a bit so I could reach the switch for the lamp, quickly turning it on then focusing my attention back to my distressed boyfriend.

"Hey Koki, do you want to talk about it...?"

He turned his head a bit so he could lay the side of his head on my chest to hear my heartbeat as he gulped.

"Can we j-just wait until I c-calm down a b-bit?"

"Of course sweetheart."

I watched his face flood a light pink colour as he groaned with embarrassment, it was so cute! He snuggled into me more, trying to calm his breathing. I smiled slightly and delicately wiped his tears, seeing him sad was something I hate, and made me feel guilty even if it wasn't my fault.

"Shumai...?"

"Yes Koki?"

"Would you ever... leave me?"

I stared into his sad eyes, shocked.

"Kichi, why would you think that?"

Kokichi closed his eyes again, his sobbing increasing as he started shaking once more. I panicked and began tracing patterns on his back once more.

"I-In my d-dream, you started hitting me b-because I lied too much and y-you left m-me after!"

He cried out as he stuttered, desperately clinging to me and mumbling bad things about himself. I grabbed his face tenderly and forced him to look at me.

"Kokichi... Stop saying bad things about yourself! You're beautiful and perfect the way you are, darling. I would never leave you baby... I love you too much."

I saw his cheeks brighten and the corners of his lips twist upwards, forming a cute smile that I could stare at for the rest of my entire life. I stared into his shiny, adorable eyes, before bringing him in for a kiss. Our lips quickly connected, making me mentally smile as Kokichi leaned in closer. I ghosted my fingers over his inner thighs, emitting a gasp from my boyfriend, which gave me entry. I explored the inside of his mouth, making him let out little noises occasionally. He climbed further on top of me, laying us down and connecting our stomachs as we fought for dominance. This felt like heaven, I never wanted us to separate. We continued to kiss passionately as I snaked my arms around his small frame. Kokichi suddenly pulled away to catch his breath and end our make out session. The string of saliva connected to our lips broke as we parted further. I smiled and ruffled Kokichi's hair.

"You're a h-horrible kisser..."

I chuckled as he turned red, giving him a short kiss on the tip of his nose. He puffed out his cheeks and looked away.

"You're stupid... "

He sniffled a bit, still slightly crying from his nightmare. I smiled and handed him a couple tissues, which he soon disposed of after using.

"Hey Kichi, I think its time for bed now, are you going to be alright going back to sleep?"

He hesitantly nodded before reaching for the lamp, turning it off with a small click.

"Sleep well, Koki."

I could see him smile, even if we were in a pitch black room with no lights.

"You too, Shumai."

He snuggled into my chest, bringing his arms around me.

"Hey... Shumai?"

"Yes Kichi?"

There was a short, suspenseful silence. I debated whether or not to say something, however my decision was made clear when Kokichi broke the lingering silence.

"Will you promise to stay by my side forever?"

I grabbed his hand from under the blanket and intertwined our fingers in a warm hold, and rested my chin on top of his head, grinning.

"I promise Kichi. And if you die, I die too."

[ultimate-distaster-material]

-Saiouma Oneshots- Snuggles

KOKICHI POV

I woke up to the smell of pancakes wafting into the room. I travelled to the kitchen, presuming that Shuichi would be there.

"Shuichi?"

"Oh, good morning Kokichi!"

It was...Kaede!? Why was Kaede here? Where was Shuichi?

"Sorry, you're probably freaking out...Shuichi told me to watch over you while he goes to work since he has an important case today!"

"Why do I need a damn babysitter."

I know exactly why Shuichi told Kaede to watch over me. I was acting all calm and composed so she wouldn't know. But I was panicking deep inside. The truth is, I get extremely sad when Shuichi isn't with me. Sometimes I feel as if I was very depressed.

"Well, he mentioned you got pretty sad when he isn't here with you!"

Kaede chirped as my eyes widened. Damn you Shuichi.

"I...That isn't true!"

I pouted at Kaede, trying to convince her that what Shuichi said wasn't true.

"Shuichi is the liar, not me."

She ruffled my hair as I puffed out my cheeks.

"I can tell you're trying to hide it Kokichi. I'll try not to interfere with anything important."

"Thanks I guess..."

She handed me the plate of fresh pancakes and placed them gently on the table. They looked delicious! I wonder if these taste better than they way Shuichi does them?

I took a bite into the pancake, the delicious sensation filling my mouth. Not better than Shuichi's pancakes, but still amazing.

"Thanks Kaegay!"

"Kaegay?"

"Yep!"

I continued eating my pancakes, savouring every bite. Did I mention I absolutely adored pancakes?

"Do you know when Shuichi finishes work...?"

She looked at me, chuckling.

"Is someone feeling sad already?"

"N-No..."

She sat down beside me and handed me her phone after opening messages. I read the most recent one from Shuichi.

'Hey Kaede! Sorry to bother but if it's okay, can you look after Kokichi for me while I'm at work? He mentioned that he gets really sad when I'm not home... I'm leaving at 6:00 in the morning and coming back at 2:00 in the afternoon! Tell Kokichi that I love him!'

I peered up at the clock, seeing that it was 8:00. I sighed, knowing that I had to wait 6 more hours for Shuichi to come home. Yet, I smiled, reading the end of the message. He's so sweet. But right now, I was on the verge of crying. I missed him a lot...

"Hey, Kokichi?"

I snapped out of my trance, staring down at my empty plate before peering at Kaede.

"Yes Kaegay?"

She rolled her eyes at me and sighed before speaking.

"I think Shuichi left you something in your room. He told me the other day and I just remembered!"

"Ok...?"

I stood up and washed my plate before walking to my room, letting a tear fall. How could she only just remember that Shuichi left me something? Wouldn't she have told me right away? I opened the door carefully, peering inside to see something that shocked me.

"SHUICHI? I THOUGHT Y-YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO BE HOME YET!?"

"Not even a 'good morning' or an 'I missed you'? Do you not even love me anymore? Guess I'll go then..."

"N-NO PLEASE!"

I gripped onto his arm as he was about to walk out the door, hearing him giggle. At this point I was crying loudly. I felt him pat my head and carry me over to the bed.

"I was joking Koki ... I would never leave you."

He kissed the top of my head before tapping the tip of my nose. I snuggled into his chest, finding the comforting warmth I had wanted. I heard the door open as Shuichi placed me under the bedsheets before getting under himself. I heard Kaede having a conversation with Shuichi, although I was too comfortable and tired to understand what they were talking about. Shuichi's warmth and arm around my waist, combined with the feeling of his hand gently ruffling my hair made it difficult to keep my eyes open. It was like Shuichi had magical powers that made me feel so relaxed... And I fell asleep.

||POV Change||

SHUICHI POV

"Hey Kokichi- Ok nevermind. "

I looked down at the sleeping liar, wiping his tears and cuddling him closer and then resting my  hand back in his hair, however not moving it anymore. I gave him a quick kiss on his forehead and ruffled his hair before waving goodbye to Kaede. I could feel Kokichi snuggling into my chest as I studied his sleeping features. He looked like an angel when he wasn't awake. His cute, quiet snoring, his pretty eyelashes, his resting face, they were all beautiful. Even how his little hands rest on my chest is adorable.

I decided to stop simping and grab my book from the small table beside our shared bed. I flipped it open to the page I was last on, releasing a long breath before continuing to read, still smiling. I wonder how Kokichi could fall asleep at a time like this... After all, it's only 8:30. Usually he would always be so energetic in the morning. Did Kaede drug his pancakes? No... she would never do something like that unless she had consent. I sighed and placed the book down, eventually falling asleep beside the Supreme Leader.

[ultimate-distaster-material]

-Pg Saiouma Oneshots- Idk what to call this-

!TW! Abuse Knife Bullying Mentions Blood Stalking-ish Slight Saihorny

SHUICHI POV

My eyes fluttered open as I studied the glowing numbers displayed on my digital alarm clock. The time was 7:30am, exactly an hour to get ready then walk to boring, old school.

I put on my clothes, once again not caring enough to wear the school uniform. I quickly packed my bag, making sure to throw in a knife. Y'know, for safety measures. Nothing else.

I rushed out the door, and jogged to Kokichi's house, hiding behind the thick tree in his front yard.

Any time soon...It's 7:45am...He usually comes out at 7:49am...

I heard the front door of the white house swing open, revealing Kokichi who had cuts and bruises littered all over his face. Even some pink blood dripped down his pale cheeks. He looked cute like this, but it still hurt to see him looking like he was in pain. Stupid parents...

I watched as he started walking to school, me following close behind, making sure to not get caught following him. Five minutes felt like a lifetime as we both soon arrived at the school gates, Kokichi cautiously entering the school grounds and immediately getting his head slammed into the closest wall. The group of bullies that usually pick on him seemed to love Kokichi...In a bad way.

"Hey crybaby! Where's the money you promised us?!"

Ah...I forgot about that...

"I-I forgot! P-Please d-don't hurt me a-again!"

"Aww...Seems like the weakling wants a beating..."

"N-No p-please!"

This guy's about to get it...

He swindled his fist forward at a shocking speed as Kokichi, who tensed up, waiting for the impact and preparing for the pain. The guy's fist was stopped inches away from Kokichi's face. A few seconds later, he opened his eyes, still extremely scared. He studied what was happening in front of him. My hand gently grabbing onto the bully's arm, yet enough to hold him back. I grabbed out my knife as well, holding it against the bully's skin and slightly pushing it in. The guys clenched his teeth and hissed in pain. I glared at him as he tried to move away. After all, I was known as the schools psychopath. I learned into his ear, holding the knife to his neck.

"ĐØ₦'₮ ɆVɆ₦ ₮Ⱨł₦₭ ₳฿ØɄ₮ ₵Ø₥ł₦₲ ₦Ɇ₳Ɽ ØɄ₥₳ ₳₲₳ł₦. ɎØɄ ⱧɆ₳Ɽ ₥Ɇ?"

"Y-YES SIR!"

"₲ Ø Ø Đ"

I watched the bully and the rest of his useless gang scurry away, smiling innocently at Kokichi as he stared back at me with wide eyes, shocked. He was obviously scared of me. I delicately placed my hand in his, tangling our fingers together and using my free hand to caress the boy's cheek.

"You're so beautiful, Ouma-Kun. If you were gone, I don't know what I would do without you!"

I chirped as he slowly relaxed, eventually noticing that I wasn't going to hurt him. It was as clear as day to see he was still cautious and slightly scared of me, though. His skin was so soft, and his hands were warm. His face was tinted a light peach colour, and his purple and yellow eyes were looking away from me. He was embarrassed, and it was way too cute for me to handle!~

"S-So...Why'd you p-protect m-me?"

"Because I love you Ouma-Kun."

"W-What-"

I interrupted him by pulling his weak, fragile body into my arms, hugging him dearly. He leaned into my touch, clearly touch starved. I found this adorable~

I pulled our bodies away from each other, leaning down to search for some bandages in my school bag. I grabbed them, pulling them out and then I began patching up Kokichi's cuts and applying ointment to his bruises. Every time I would touch his beautiful face, he would flinch.

Jumpy, I see.

"I n-never got your n-name..."

"Shuichi Saihara. Remember it, because that's the name you're going to be screaming in a few days..."

"H-Huh? W-What does that m-mean?!"

"You're just to cute and innocent!"

"I-I'm not cute! W-Wait! How'd you k-know my n-name?!"

I giggled and studied his facial expressions, smirking as I peered at his flustered cheeks. The tips of his ears were tinted pink as well. Yet his eyes were wide as he stood still, stunned with shock. He looked so pretty!~

"That's for me to know, and for you to find out. Plus, how would I forget such an adorable name?"

We both stood in pure silence. Comfortable for me, yet he found the fact that we were both quiet a little awkward. So I decided to break the silence. By using flirting, of course.

"Now tell me, where'd I find such a pretty boy? You're such a cutie, Ouma-Chan!"

He blushed even more as I continued to compliment him. I could tell he liked the affection, yet he was too shy to admit it. Otherwise, it could be his trust issues telling him that I'm lying. Either way, he's beautiful the way he is, nothing can change that!~

"Ouma! Want to sit with me at lunch?!"

He nodded as the bell had rung throughout the school and students flooded into the building. We were still outside, watching everyone pile into the school and getting ready for class. I looked around. Say, the weather was beautiful! But not as beautiful as Ouma-Kun!~

I peered at the precious, innocent, pure cinnamon roll as he glanced back at me. I giggled and held his hand. He yelped out of surprise as I took a few steps forward, then looked back at him. I noticed his blushing face.

"C'mon Ouma-Kun!~ Let me walk you to class! You don't wanna be late, do you?"

[ultimate-distaster-material]

-Saiouma Oneshots- Childhood Memories

!TW! Miu being Miu Swearing

KAEDE POV

I watched as Monokuma spun the wheel. The two lucky students would get turned into their past selves, which is them as kids. I watched, scared, as the wheel landed on Shuichi. I shot him a nervous look, which he returned as he sighed and walked onto the stage.

"Hey Kid! Since you unfortunately got picked, how would you like to spin the wheel this time? Cuz I'm so nice to offer!"

"S-Sure..."

Shuichi carefully put his hand on the spinner, and reluctantly spun it around. We all dreadfully watched as the spinner slowed down, and landed on one of us.

"K-Kokichi, you've been picked..."

"I can see that, Emoboy."

"I-I'm not emo!"

We all rolled our eyes, it was clear he was.

"How lucky am I to be chosen by the Ultimate Eyeliner Wearing Emo!"

"I don't wear eyeliner Kokichi!"

His annoyed voice echoed throughout the gym. Nobody knew Shuichi could be that loud, and say a full sentence without a stutter.

"Stop bickering and sit on the damn seats behind this curtain!"

Monokuma looked angry. They both took a seat and a device was put over their head. Kind of like a VR Simulator Headset. Suddenly, Monodam pulled a lever and the two males let out a piercing scream, then presumably passed out.

"Damn it! What did you do to them you Build a Bear Reject!"

"Oh nothing...It didn't hurt one bit! Don't worry, damn astronaut!"

"Welp! They are going to wake up tonight! If you're willing to stay here, you might be able to fill them in on the details of this truly wonderful killing game!"

"They're going to be kids?! How can we just tell them that they're in a killing game!? My sidekick would freak out!"

I furrowed my eyebrows at Kaito. Kirumi, Rantaro and Miu did as well. Miu decided to speak her mind.

"What about the other virgin! I know he's a little shithead and he likes this game but, he still has a heart!"

Kaito mumbled something under his breath.

"What was that?! I can't fucking hear you space idiot!"

Kaito snapped at this statement. I don't think any of us were ready for what happened next.

"I SAID HE DESERVES TO DIE ALL ALONE! HE DOESN'T HAVE A FUCKING HEART, HE MAKES FUN OF BOTH OF MY SIDEKICKS, AND EVERYONE ELSE! NOBODY WANTS HIM HERE! SO WHY ARE YOU ALL ACTING LIKE HE'S DONE NOTHING? WHY ARE YOU ALL DEFENDING HIM!"

We all gulped. I'd had enough.

"Momota!"

Everyone looked at me, shocked that I used his last name. That usually meant I was serious.

"Did you even notice how nice he has been?! He has friends and people willing to put up with his attitude! Did you notice that Kirumi offered to be his mother? Did you notice how he seriously helped out Miu with her insecurities the other day? How about when he inspired Rantaro to confess to his crush? Of course you didn't! Because you're selfish! I really admire you Momota! You're a brave and friendly guy! You love helping people make friends! BUT WHAT YOU'RE DOING IS TRYING TO SPLIT FRIENDSHIPS APART! Can I ask you one question? DID YOU EVEN NOTICE THAT SHUICHI AND KOKICHI HAVE BEEN DATING FOR THE LAST 2 MONTHS!? A GOOD FRIEND WOULD NOTICE AND ACCEPT THEM! EVEN MAKI LET THEM DATE AS LONG AS SHUICHI WAS HAPPY! SHE'S ALSO MAKING AN EFFORT TO TRY AND BE NICER TO KOKICHI! SO STOP BEING SO SELFISH AND LOOK AROUND YOU FOR ONCE!"

(That was like 100 words I-)

Kaito was shocked, his eyes wide.

"M-My sidekick is dating... H-Him?! B-But..."

Maki glared at Kaito, scowling.

"You got a problem? Shuichi is happy. I hate that shithead with all my hatred but if Shuichi is happen than I'm trying to be nicer to the gremlin... A much as I don't want to."

We all stood in an awkward, shocked silence. We really shouldn't have started fighting... I don't think anyone noticed how long we had been fighting for either, as the stars were already shining in the night sky.

"What's going on here."

We turned around to see Shuichi, glaring at us. Kaito looked happy.

"Sidekick!"

"I'm not your sidekick. I heard everything. You mean nothing to me, you got that? "

We all stared in shock. He still looked so calm, like nothing was bothering him. He walked back to the chairs, and disappeared behind the curtain.

"W-Well... That was a bit different... But you probably don't want such a plain girl's opinion! Sorry..."

I walked over to reassure Tsumugi and tell her that she wasn't plain. That's when Shuichi came back, with Kokichi. I observed Kokichi, who was in tears. He had a bunch of bruises on his arms and legs, and two band aids on his face.

"Look what you did, Momota."

Kokichi huddled closer to Shuichi as Kaito was still going through shock. Shuichi and Kokichi left the room, Kokichi being carried by Shuichi, since he was still very emotional.

||Time Skip Cuz Lazy||

MAKI POV

I wondered down the halls after breakfast, carrying two plates. I said I would make an effort to be nicer to the gremlin, so here I am. I knocked on the door to Shuichi's dorm, presuming the tow would be in there. To my surprise, Kokichi was the one who opened the door, and also shockingly let me in.

"W-Who is it Kokichi?"

Shuichi seemed a lot more relaxed, kind of like while he was before... well, this. He was at his desk, writing things down.

"M-Maki."

I handed Kokichi the plate of food as he peered up at me. I smiled and ruffled his hair. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Shuichi smiling. He got up from his seat and walked over to us as I handed him the plate.

"S-Shu... "

"Yes Koki?"

"Can M-Maki stay for a while?"

"That's up to her, if she wants to or not."

Kokichi stared up at me and giggled as I nodded my head. He leaned into my ear.

"Wanna play a p-prank on Shu?"

I looked over at Shuichi who was happily reading at him desk. I smirked, starting to have a soft spot for the small boy.

"I thought you'd never ask..."

[ultimate-distaster-material]

-Saiouma Oneshots- Sad Kokichi x Shuichi

>Quick Disclaimer< Ok so I don't know what the dorms look like in V3 so uhm...And they already know about Maki's talent. Ok but I actually tried to do this yet I still failed 😃👍

!TW! Suicidal Thoughts A Lot of Crying Depression

KOKICHI POV

I, Kokichi Ouma am the Ultimate Supreme Leader. In life, my one goal was to make people happy and to help them live a good life. My goal, however, was abandoned when I mysteriously entered a killing game. Nobody knew how or why this all happened. All i know is that when I started to make jokes, I just annoyed people. I focused so much on trying to make them smile that I barely had time to fake a smile myself. And in the end, I gave up.

The clock read 2:00am. I was tired but I had to do this. I started taking notes under everyone's portrait on my whiteboard, attempting to figure out the mastermind. To everyone else, I was a liar. A filthy, useless liar. That is my reputation, and it always will be. If only they knew. If only they saw me stay up till 2:00am in the morning, helping them instead of helping myself.

I asked Monokuma to give Maki and Kiibo new bathroom mirrors yesterday, since they broke theirs somehow. Monokuma, despite my warning beforehand telling him not to, confessed that I was the person who requested the mirrors. He even told me what they said.

"As if that gremlin would do something like this. Jeez, you're even more of a liar than him, aren't you?" -Maki

"Monokuma...Are you sure? I don't think he would do something like this, have you got your programming mixed up?" -Kiibo

He was just telling me to force me into despair, even though I already am.

A couple hours later, I decided to go to bed now, since I've been staying up a little too late and the others would soon notice. I didn't even glance at the clock as I usually would before preparing myself for sleep. Pulling the covers over my exhausted body, my eyelids fluttered closed and I was washed away into a deep sleep.

Or at least, that's what I wanted to happen. The morning announcement rang through my room, bouncing off the walls and almost making me want to kill myself. Actually, I should. They should see how much I do for them once I'm gone. Right? I sighed and rolled out of bed, dreading the thought of going out into the dining hall. But some things have to be done, correct? I slipped on my uniform and headed to the cafeteria before the others arrived, hoping to not see them. But then again, that would be really suspicious, don't you think?

I took a seat at the table that was the furthest away from the doors, watching as the others flooded into the room one by one. Kirumi made her way around the room, receiving people's orders for breakfast. Meanwhile, I failed to notice that Shuichi was running over to my table. To talk to me. Me.

We talked throughout breakfast, my mask breaking a couple times due to the exhaustion. Hopefully he didn't notice. But he just had to, didn't he? I mean, that's what detectives were made for.

"Are you sure you're okay, Kokichi? Do you wanna skip breakfast and rest? You look pretty tired-"

"I'm fine."

Liar. Filthy useless liar.

"You aren't filthy and useless Kokichi."

Huh? Did I say that out loud?

"W-What do you mean? I never said anything about being-"

"I heard you. Perhaps you were thinking about it yet accidently said it out loud? Am I right?"

I shyly nodded, seeing the pity in his yellow eyes. This wasn't supposed to happen. It wasn't going to happen, until I made this mistake. Well, I guess mistakes make mistakes. That's what my parents said anyway.

"See you later detective! I have an evil scheme to plan!"

"Bye..."

I cheerfully skipped off down the halls, humming a tune, acting happy. I was not happy at all. I never have been since this killing game happened. One thing I failed to notice was the detective following me. I never even realised he was there. You'd think a Supreme Leader of Evil would know this. What an excuse of an Ultimate I am.

I entered my room, closing the door behind me. I walked over and plopped my limp body onto the bed, hugging a pillow while sitting upright, leaning into the soft object. I nuzzled my face into the soft cushion, letting the tears flow out. The pillow was stained with tears as I kept crying, my cheeks the same. My eyes were red and puffy, and my cheeks were slightly rosy. A headache started to form a I cried louder and harder, unleashing all of the tears that were built up. Good thing the walls were soundproof.

I felt something rub my back as I continued to cry. I turned around to see Shuichi. I thought I locked the door...That is another mistake I made today. He snaked his arms around my waist, laying on the bed and pulling me down with him. My glassy eyes met with his as he smiled and I let out a sniffle. I was trying with all my might not to cry as I gently snuggled closer to the detective, tossing the soaking pillow to the side and nuzzling into his chest. I sniffles more as he combed his hands through my hair delicately. I felt like I was going to break. I don't deserve this. He doesn't deserve to be here with a filthy useless liar like me. So why isn't he leaving?

"I locked the door, if you need someone to vent to I'm right here y'know. Don't be afraid to cry. Supreme Leaders may be strong...But they can cry just like everyone else."

With that, I finally snapped. I screamed and cried, telling him all my problems. I knew I could trust him.

Thank you, Shuichi.

[ultimate-distaster-material]

-Pg Saiouma Oneshots- Stalker! Shuichi x Kokichi

!TW!

Blood

Mentions Self Harm

Detailed Murder

Stalking

Obsession

SHUICHI POV

I watched the small boy as he exited the classroom. I admired his features. His purple silky hair, his multicoloured violet and yellow eyes, not to mention his adorable eyelashes. I adored the boy, maybe too much.

The bell had just rung throughout the building, signaling that it’s time for lunch. I then happily strolled over to where Kokichi and I usually sit on the rooftop, waiting for him.

It’s been 5 minutes, and Kokichi hasn’t showed up. I walked down from the roof, pushing a bunch of students down in the process.

They were getting in my way, what else was I supposed to do?

I spotted a blob of purple in the middle of a crowd of bullies. Walking over, I sneakily ripped out a knife from my pocket, and held it close to the bully’s neck, glaring at him.

“What do you think you are doing?”

Every word dripped with venom as I breathed into his ear, the bully freezing in his place, not daring to move. In fact, all the bullies paused, scared for their lives. The knife left the guy’s neck as I placed it back in my pocket, all of the bullies scurrying off in different directions. I peered down at the purple blob, which I identified as Kokichi. Smiling, I offered him a hand and helped him stand, watching as he gently dusted off his uniform, looking at me.

“S-Sorry…I probably c-cause so much t-trouble f-for you…”

“It’s fine! I really don’t mind!”

I started ranting about Danganronpa to Kokichi while we walked to the rooftop, sitting down, admiring the glorious view. I smiled at Kokichi as I began to eat my lunch.

“Where’s your lunch?”

“O-Oh…I just e-eat at home…”

I offered my food to the small boy, receiving a no in return. I forcefully gave the food to him, even after his failed attempts of trying to get me to stop.

||Time Skip||

I watched as my beloved Kichi entered his house. I scurried up the tree next to his bedroom window, sneakily peering inside his room, the boy not in view. I waited patiently, knowing he had abusive parents and would probably get beaten up while rushing to his room. I spotted the door open slightly, seeing small hands lock it hurriedly. The figure which I identified as Kokichi flopped onto his bed, obviously tired and worn out. He eyes slowly closed as small drops of blood trickled down his face, dripped messily onto his bed sheets. I assumed the blood was from his parents. I hated those monsters so much; I was the only one allowed to hurt my beloved! Not them!

I slyly opened his window a tiny bit, listening intently to the soft, adorable snores coming from the small boy, fully opening the window a few minutes after, hopping into the room. pArKouR!

I was entirely sure he was asleep, otherwise, I wouldn’t even be inside his room right now. I carefully sat down on the bed, caressing Kokichi’s cheek delicately. I combed my spare hand through his silky hair, which was now partly covered in pink liquid. I sighed and walked out of his room, into the bathroom.

“Who the heck are you!?”

I calmly turned around, expecting this. I saw his mother pointing at me, shocked.

“I’m your son’s stalker.”

“That brat doesn’t deserve a stalker…”

I furrowed my eyebrows as I clenched my fingers roughly around the woman’s neck, her fingernails digging deep into my wrist as she wailed and begged. I threw her against the wall without mercy, and kneeled down to her level. I sneakily reached for my pocket, grasping the knife I had hidden.

“You’ve lived a good life. Actually, I lied. Your life was atrocious.”

I watched as my knife slit her neck, the satisfying pink liquid rushed down her bruised and bloodied neck. I smiled, seeing her white dress get dyed neon pink. Her eyes looked dull and lifeless, and her hands were resting just below her throat, failing to touch the wound and rescue her from death. This was fun. I should really do this more often.

I continued my search in the bathroom, placing bandages and ointment into my arms as I walked out, and heading to Kichi’s room. I slowly entered the room, placing all the items on the bed and gently patching up Kichi’s wounds, making sure to not wake him up. I cleaned up the blood on his head and bandaged up his bruised wrist, along with patching up all his cuts and picking out the glass. Lastly, I lightly lifted up his sleeve, observing his wrists and arms, examining all the cuts littering his skin, which were caused from self-harm. I sighed and sat down on his bed. I took a few glorious photos of my beloved while I had time. I didn’t need to worry about his father, since he was probably cheating with another women. I kissed Kichi’s forehead and jumped out the window, leaving it open. I always keep it open, since I know Kokichi shrugs it off, thinking his parents probably do it. I strolled comfortably down the pathway, directing myself to my house. Maybe Kokichi should move in? Nah, he’d freak out and worry about his father, since he doesn’t need to worry about his mother anymore.

I slotted the key into the lock, swinging the door open cheerfully. I immediately rushed to my office, swiftly printing out the pictures of my beloved. I needed them so badly…

The pictures finally finished! I’m so happy~ I started to stick them onto the back wall of my closet, adding 26 more to my collection. The wall was almost full…Damn it! I stared at the beautiful photos for about 10 more minutes, slightly drooling and getting distracted. He’s just too cute!

I crawled under my bedsheets and took out my phone, beginning to watch the new episode of Danganronpa, still thinking about my Kichi.

Thinking about how only I can have him, not anyone else…

[ultimate-distaster-material]

-Saiouma Oneshots- Kindergarten Teacher! Kokichi x Parent! Shuichi

>Quick Disclaimer< In this story, Monaca is nice- Her legs are actually disabled as well. I tried to mention everyone who is in the actual story's POVS. The adults are 22 whereas the kids are 5. Kirigiri and Shuichi are childhood friends too.

This story is very long, it was made to show my appreciation for all of the support. Sorry it took so long for me to update.

!TW!

Family Issues

Mentions Trauma

Mentions Dead Bodies

kIsSinG (Ok I'll stop)

KOKICHI POV

“So, Nagisa. I heard you’re getting a new caretaker?”

I looked at Nagisa, pitying the poor boy. He never had good parents. They would always force the youngling to work, days over days, sometimes hitting him to help him stay awake. That’s his reason for being very smart at a young age.

I would always stay here with him in the afternoon, occupying him so he doesn’t have to go back home.

“Mhm! I heard he’s a boy, I hope he’s nice!”

I smiled at the small boy. Even with all the despair he has been through during his life, he still had a glimpse of hope resting in his heart. I admired him for this, he was very strong for pulling through all the drama, especially as a child.

“Y’know, I’m gonna miss going here when I grow up. Will I ever see you again?”

“I mean, I could probably get in contact with your new caretaker, and could visit you once in a while…”

“I don’t wanna leave this place…”

I comforted him as his tears threatened to fall from his eyes, tracing random designs on his back, listening to his troubles. I suddenly heard a knock on the door. I energetically got up from my seat, Nagisa following close behind me, and then opened the door.

There was a man with teal blue hair and a detective uniform standing at the door. He looked kinda sexy-

“Hello, Mr. Detective~ You here for something?”

He stared at me before handing me a few slips of paper. Adoption papers? Wha-

“Who are you?”

Nagisa was a little scared, as he was a detective. The poor boy probably thought that the man was here for something serious.

I hushed Nagisa as I pulled him infront of me, giving him a good view of the man.

“My apologies…I’m Shuichi Saihara. Nice to meet you.”

I nodded at him and decided to introduce Nagisa and myself/

“I’m Kokichi Ouma, and this is Nagisa. Judging by the adoption papers, I’m guessing you’re here for Nagisa?”

He nodded and shook the hand I held out to him. He had such a calming voice…

“Are you mean?”

“I promise I’m no-“

“You smell like coffee.

“Wha-“

“Nagisa, it’s not ok to interrupt people y’know.”

Nagisa muttered a small ‘sorry’ to me and the man before getting his bag. He peered up at me with teary eyes. I could tell he didn’t want to go with a new parent, due to trust issues. I sighed and pat him on the head.

“You better take care of him.”

Shuichi smiled at me, reassuring that everything was going to be fine. I held out my phone with my contacts open.

“Phone number?”

I asked him as he took my phone (and ran off with it) and he handed me his, and we both entered each other’s phone number. Nagisa smiled as I showed him my phone, his eyes gleaming with hope and joy. I couldn’t help but smile back at him. Shuichi even grinned at us placing his hands gently on Nagisa’s shoulder. I waved them goodbye as they waved back, Nagisa ranting to Shuichi about me. I’m glad I was able to make him happy. I walked around the small room, arranging everything back into its normal places and counting all the items to see if they were still there. 10 paint brushes, 2 art easels, 20 pencils, 5 paint palettes, 40 books and 7 whiteboard markers. Looks like I’m running low on markers, I’ll grab some in the morning. I smiled and locked the door behind me. I strolled down the street under the glowing sky, showing colours of orange, yellow, red, and peach. I sat calmly at the bus stop, taking off my painting apron and stuffing it into my bag neatly. I placed earplugs into my ears and started playing my favourite playlist.

Soon the bus arrived, squeaking its brakes as it parked into the bus stop. I sighed and planted my feet onto the ground as boarded the bus. It didn’t take long to get home.

||Time Skip Cuz Lazy||

I jingled my keys as I brought them out of my pocket, slotting them into the lock and opening the doors to the kindergarten. I walked in, turning on the fans by a little, and the lights. I began to write whatever was happening onto the big whiteboard and restocked my pens. I smiled as children and parent sprawled into the room, yet keeping an eye out for Nagisa. If he had any new scars or bruises, or darker eyebags, Shuichi won’t be waking up the next day. I waited about five minutes, everyone was here, but the two people I had been waiting for.

Suddenly, the doors swung open, and I spotted Shuichi giving the small child a piggy-back ride. I smiled as they both grinned back at me, Nagisa climbing off the adults back and running over to me.

“Kokichi! You won’t believe it! He let me use his magnifying glass and we went to the park. He even pushed me on the swing! I love my new dad!”

I grinned wider, glad Shuichi was giving him a good treatment. He even said he loved him.

“That’s great Nagisa! I’m grateful that Shuichi has been treating you right.”

Shuichi lovingly hugged Nagisa.

“I better go, or I’ll be late for work! Bye, have a good day you two! I love both of you!”

The young boy I waved goodbye as the detective briskly walked out of the kindergarten building, waving us goodbye, blushing. Wait, he loved both of us…?

||POV Change||

SHUICHI POV

I walked out the door, blushing crazily. I can’t believe I said that. I’m so embarrassed…

I hopped into the car, driving down to the detective agency. When I had first met Kokichi, I thought he looked a little cute, but I just ignored my thoughts. I’ll just tell him I was talking Nagisa and his non-existent imaginary friend…yeah I’ll just do that.

I arrived at the agency, closing the door gently behind me and taking in a deep breath. The aroma of coffee wafted around the area. No wonder I smelt like coffee…According to Nagisa anyways.

“Good morning Mr. Saihara. You looked like you’ve slept well!”

My partner, detective Kirigiri. I grinned at her, starting to tell her about Nagisa. She nodded at me while I spoke, thankful that I finally had something to cheer me up. I had been so busy with work lately that I was so tired to even show much emotion.

“So, Shuichi. We have a new case to work on.”

“Hm? What’s it about?”

“Just a new murder case, the usual.”

I nodded at her getting my file reports organized and ready. She gave me some evidence, suspect reports, reports of the victim and the time and place of the murder.

“It seemed to be planned too…”

I muttered as she passed over a small picture which showed the room.

“Huh?”

I pointed at the picture, spotting a nearly invisible ‘escape route plan’ peeking out of the screen. You could only see half of it though.

“That’s new…”

“Wait…How did you know this wasn’t there? Weren’t you at the crime scene?”

“It was a photo in the victims camera roll. You were correct, I was there, but it seems like the killer needed this to escape.”

“That makes sense.”

“So, the killer must’ve either been scared they would mess up, has a bad memory or had minimum time to figure this out…”

She agreed with me and pointed to the wall again, pointing back to the photo.

“There seems to be something white in the vents that we never checked.”

She stated bluntly while narrowing her eyes to get a better look.

“You’re right! Why didn’t you check the vents though…?”

“Rats.”

“Wha-“

I shrugged it off and looked back at Kyoko, then the picture again. She smirked at me and placed a hand on my shoulder.

“You wanna check it out, don’t you.”

“Kinda-“

“Well, what are you waiting for?”

I followed her out of the building, and we entered the car park, halting to a stop right infront of a shining, neon purple motorcycle. It gleamed in the sunlight and Kyoko continued to smirk at me.

“Chickening out?”

“N-No..”

“Good.”

She grabbed a helmet off the dark purple handlebars and gave it to me, claiming to have a spare one in her bag that she could wear. Which she did.

She hopped onto the motorcycle, gesturing for me to do the same. I gulped and lifted my leg over the seat and sat down, trembling.

“Hold on tight!”

I didn’t hesitate to do exactly as she told me. She revved the engine, and we took off down the road, her purple hair flowing viciously in the wind. I was petrified. We were going veryfast. I gulped as I felt the wind blow in my face. I rested my chin on Kirigiri’s shoulder, avoiding her purple hair flowing into my face as we raced around the city. The city lights were blurred, and people looked like smudge marks. I peered down at the road, barely able to adjust to the distorted white line and concrete. I felt a sickening dizziness, and my head just couldn’t keep up with my blurry surroundings. Yet, I felt like I was in heaven. The glorious wind blowing in my face, the soothing noises of the motorcycle engine, and the feel of Kyoko’s warmth. I closed my eyes, loosing touch with everything around me. I was in my own little world. That was, until I sensed the motorcycle slow to a halt and Kyoko’s small weight lift off the motorcycle. But since I was laying on her, she lifted me up too without realizing, and my body went tumbling forward, Kyoko’s doing the same.

“Sorry…”

I sighed and apologized, staring at the ground. She arose from the ground, dusting off her uniform and patting me delicately on my back.

“No worries, Saihara-Kun. Just be careful next time.”

I nodded as we barged into the murder scene, nobody being there.

“Watch out. We cannot predict anything. Expect the unexpected.”

I remembered her wise words and examined the room, Kirigiri assisting me by lifting me up, since I weighed less, and I unscrewed the vents to see a rat. Great. I sneakily snatched the paper and Kyoko lowered me back down to the ground, peering over my shoulder to see if anything useful was written on the small piece of white paper. It read,

Sorry, my dear friend.

“So, the victim was the culprit’s friend….

“Seems so.”

“Wait, why wasn’t it near the victim then?”

“When we arrived, the fan was on, making it completely possible to blow into the vents, in which the paper could slip through, and the rats could’ve possibly taken it.”

I nodded to show my agreement and we inspected the room a little longer. I spotted her typing on her phone a few moments later, sighing.

“Saihara-Kun.”

“Y-Yes?”

“Are you gonna leave your kid at kindergarten or…”

Shuichi blankly stared down at his wrist, reading the time.

2:12

Nagisa’s kindergarten ended at 2:00. He was over the other side of the city. He would be very late, as they had no car.

“Take my motorcycle. I want to stay a bit longer anyways.”

“Really? Thank you Kirigiri-San!”

I rushed out of the building, grabbing a sleek blue helmet and boarded the motorcycle. The wheels screeched as I raced across the city, my hair spasming in the wind. The motorbike’s wheels whirred as they rolled along the road, forcing the motorbike to drive faster. My hands gripped the handlebars incredibly tight, fearing the vehicle would stir out of control if I didn’t have power over the handlebars.

There it was. The kindergarten. I zoomed towards it, halting to a stop in the parking lot. I rushed inside, panting heavily as Kokichi and Nagisa were staring at me. The small, blue-haired boy ran over, enveloping me in a tight hug. I lovingly hugged back, patting his back in the process.

“Where were you? Parents shouldn’t be late, y’know.”

I gulped and peered up at the kindergarten teacher, mentally scolding myself. I knew I shouldn’t have been late. If it wasn’t for my partner, I would’ve left Nagisa there until I suddenly realized that he wasn’t anywhere nearby.

“Kokichi, don’t blame Dad! He had a really important case today!”

“Alright, just tell me next time.”

I muttered a sorry, and nodded, showing my understanding. The kindergarten teacher walked up to me, swiftly patting Nagisa’s head for a short period of time, then shifted to face me. I gulped, fearing I would get in trouble for not being a ‘good parent’.

“Why’d you call both of us cute.”

“I don’t understand what you’re talking about-“

“Why.”

I looked to the side, shivering a little and sighing. I soon peered back at him.

“Look..”

My ahoge resembled a deflated balloon. It was deformed, bent at every inch.

“It just slipped out, okay…?”

He looked at me, unamused, rolling his eyes and sighing.

“Totally…”

“Well, Nagisa and I have to go…”

“Alrighty! See you Nagisa!”

“What about me-“

“What about you?”

I rolled my eyes as I watched Kokichi ruffle Nagisa’s hair. He looked down at the boy expectantly.

“Nagisa has wanted to ask you something, but he’s clearly too shy…”

He nudged Nagisa knowingly, as the small boy stuttered out words.

“Well…I was wondering if some of my friends could have a sleepover…I’ve never had one, and…”

There was an awkward silence as my mind scanned over what I had planned next week. Nothing.

“Or not! T-That’s fine t-too!”

He looked sad and embarrassed at the same time, fiddling uneasily with his fingers, making eye contact with the ground.

“No, its fine! I was just trying to remember if I had anything scheduled next week…We can have one!”

Nagisa’s eye lit up, sparkles glimmering in his blue orbs. He shined so brightly as he bounced around the room excitedly. Then I realized something.

“Wait-“

“What?”

Kokichi looked up at me, clearly waiting for an answer.

“How am I gonna get Kyoko’s motorbike back to her-“

“You drove a motorcycle.”

“Yes-“

Kokichi jingled the keys on his short fingers, swaying them from side to side. He stared into my eyes, smiling.

“Want a ride then? I could pack the motorbike in the back of my car and drop it of to ‘whatever her name is’.”

“Kirigiri.”

“Right.”

The three of us strolled out of the kindergarten, after Kokichi had tidied up all the mess and checked up on everything, locking the doors behind us as we exited the building. Hopping into the car, we all drove off down the road, me directing the other adult towards the crime scene. Leaving the car, I unpacked the motorbike as Kokichi and Nagisa followed me in. I shifted to look back at the others.

“Uhm, I don’t think Nagisa should see this…”

“Why?”

I leaned into Kokichi’s ear and whispered to him.

“Dead body.”

He bobbed his head to show his agreement, Nagisa looking back and forth at us, confused. He held an arm infront of Nagisa, restricting him from going further, as I entered the building.

||POV CHANGE||

NAGISA POV

I watched as Dad entered the house, a bit worried. Why couldn’t I go in there? I decided to ask Kokichi.

“Why can’t I go in? What’s even in there?”

“Something you don’t want to see.”

I gave him a look of uncertainty, waiting for Dad to come back. I was a little worried, so I decided to start a conversation.

“I think you like Dad, am I right?”

“He seems pretty nice, probably would be a good friend.”

“No, you like Dad in that way. Not friendship, love.”

His eyes widened as he blushed furiously.

“W-Why would you t-think that, N-Nagisa?”

“So, you do like him.”

“N-No! I don’t!”

I rolled my eyes a little. It was so obvious. The whole time Kokichi and I were waiting for Dad, he was talking about him. Literally the whole time. I remember our conversation, word for word.

||Flashback||

“Alright! Time to go everyone!”

Kokichi opened the doors, the young children flooding out of the kindergarten. He sighed as he looked around after all the young kids were safely returned to their parents.

“Nagisa, where’s Shuichi?”

“He told me he was investigating today, apparently it was really serious!”

“Right…”

Kokichi sat on one of the chairs, relaxing his legs and leaning against the table. I did the same, and looked at him.

“Y’know, Shuichi is kinda hot.”

“Wha-“

“His hair is pretty, don’t you think?”

All I could do is agree. Kokichi peered down at his watch. 2:10. He sighed.

“I’m just going to text him-“

“Don’t.”

“Why not?”

“He never answers when he’s at work…”

Kokichi fiddled the phone in his hands, clearly annoyed. Probably wanted to see Shuichi. Who knows?

“I know someone who does answer their phone though.”

He peered at me and handed me his phone. I cheerfully took it and tried to memorize their number. Typing it in, I quickly added the number to Kokichi’s contacts and texted the person. I had seen their number when Shuichi and Kokichi exchanged phone numbers.

‘Hello, do you know Shuichi Saihara by any chance? If so, do you know where he is?’

‘Yes, Shuichi is my work partner at the detective agency. We are currently investigating together. Who is this?’

‘This is Nagisa, his adoptive son. I’m texting him on my kindergarten teacher’s phone. I just wanted to tell him that kindergarten ended 12 minutes ago.’

‘Thank you Nagisa. I will have Shuichi know. He sure is forgetful.’

‘Thank you! Can I please know your name?’

‘Kyoko. Kyoko Kirigiri.’

‘Wait, how do you know my number?’

‘I memorized it when I saw Shuichi and my teacher exchange numbers. Sorry if that’s creepy or anything…’

‘It’s fine. I have to go now. Goodbye Nagisa!’

‘Bye!’

I turned off the phone, the glowing screen fading into pitch black darkness. I peered at Kokichi, telling him that Shuichi should be here soon.

||Present Time||

We were still waiting for Shuichi when I spotted Kyoko and himself exit the huge building. Kyoko stared at me, grinning slightly.

“Are you Nagisa?”

I nodded as she walked up to me, ruffling my hair playfully, then glaring at Shuichi. I could see him gulp and look away.

“And you are…?”

“I’m Kokichi, Nagisa’s teacher.”

“Nice to meet you.”

They shook hands, smiling at each other joyfully.

||POV CHANGE||

KIRIGIRI POV

I’m a little disappointed in Shuichi if I’m being honest.

Leaving your kid who’s in kindergarten with his teacher?

I mean, me and Shuichi have known each other since we were kids and happened to get into the same agency. I know Shuichi. He is forgetful, but not this forgetful. I mentally facepalmed at his previous actions and shook hands with Kokichi.

Nagisa and Kokichi look like they have a close relationship.

I disconnected our hands, watching as Kokichi signalled for Shuichi to enter the car. The two closed the doors behind them, waiting for Nagisa to say goodbye. The younglings hand reached for the door handle, struggling to open the car door. I went to assist him, just to realise it was locked. Shuichi and Kokichi strained to unlock the doors from the inside.

How did this even happen-

“D-Dad!”

Nagisa panicked as he saw the two people he seemed to be the closest to stuck inside the black and white car. I sighed as I saw the trapped kindergarten teacher flirt with the parent. Shuichi literally looked like his parents were a combination of a tomato and strawberry. I watched them as they continued to flirt together. I mentally facepalmed and refocused on the incident infront of me.

I saw Nagisa’s confused face as he walked up to peer through the window, prying into their business. I gently tapped the window, catching their attention.

“Are you two lovebirds done?”

I yelled from the other side of the window. They both were facing me, furiously blushing. In full honesty, they look like they dyed their faces bright pink.

“I’m going to break the window- “

“NAGISA DON’T- “

Too late. Nagisa had grabbed a rock off the ground and pounded it against the window.

“Really- “

“Sorry I was panicking…”

“It’s fine…”

“I guess we’re driving back with a broken window.”

“I guess they call you a detective for a reason!”

Kokichi laughed at his own joke as Shuichi giggled as well. It was so obvious they liked each other, they were so blind and dense. I could tell they liked each other, yet they were uncertain the other loved them back. I sighed and grabbed my purple helmet, putting the blue one Shuichi used in my sleek black bag.

“I’ll be going now.”

I waved goodbye as I hopped onto the motorbike, smiling as my purple streaks of hair flowed relaxingly behind me as I sped down the road. Out of the corner of my eyes. I could see the Kokichi pull Shuichi into a quick kiss through the car’s windscreen, Nagisa just staring in horror. Poor innocent thing.

-BONUS SCENE-

||TIME SKIP||

||W.O.H SLEEPOVER PLANNING||

||3RD PERSON||

“Hey Nagisa…Hey Jataro…I was thinking, I really want to get away from my parents…Do you know anything I could do?”

Kotoko raised a finger to her chin, in deep thought, looking a little depressed. Jataro looked sad as well.

“I just want to get away from everyone…”

Nagisa peered down, sad from seeing his friends loose hope. Monaca wheeled herself over to join our conversation.

“I just want someone to notice me…”

Masaru sat on the ground soon after, despairful.

“I just want to have a peaceful household…”

Nagisa peered down at the ground, wanting to encourage his friends to be joyful. Sure, he had trauma as well, but there is still happiness. He just began to spit out words of reassurance to his small group of friends.

“Jataro, why would you want to disappear from everyone? We are all here. We want you to be here. What’s that point in leaving everyone if everyone needs you here?”

He peered up at Nagisa, who was staring at him, the boy’s wise words causing a smile to form on his face.

“Monaca, we are your friends We notice you. Stop acting like nobody does, because if you haven’t already guessed, you are our friend. We notice you. Why would I be talking to you if I didn’t know you were here?”

She smiled at the blue haired boy, watching as some of the other kindergarten teachers came over. Komaru, Toko and Nagito stood there, watching their students, along with Kokichi who the whole time had secretly been there, unnoticed.

“Masaru! Kotoko! I think I have a solution to your problems!”

Nagisa shouted as the teachers watched, inspired by the boy’s acts of hope. Nagito especially. Toko had to slap a hand over his mouth so they wouldn’t interrupt the kids. Nagisa thought of the time where he was talking to Kirigiri while saying his goodbyes. She had told him these exact words.

“Shuichi has been so happy since he adopted you, y’know. I’ve been thinking about what my future would be like if I had a child. Say, did you know any that need a better home? I do want more than one though…”

“There is a solution I might have, but I need to check. Also, my Dad agreed on the idea to have a sleepover!”

“Sounds great!”

Everyone cheered in unison as they started planning what they would do, also deciding what snacks to bring. Monaca was spinning in her wheelchair in excitement, Masaru pushing her around in circles while Jataro inspired them to continue. Kotoko and Nagisa were drawing each other with crayons, Kokichi sitting on the other side of the table, spreading conversations.

Soon enough, it was time to go home. They all wished each other goodbye, as Kokichi drove Nagisa back to their house. They parked in the driveway, to see Shuichi waiting for them on their front porch.

“Good afternoon you two! How was your day?”

Kokichi ruffled Nagisa’s hair as he explained his day to Shuichi, also asking if he could tell Kirigiri about what I had found out.

“Ah- Sorry, Kyoko wants to see me. I will tell her the news as well Nagisa.”

“Bye!”

The small boy and Kokichi cheered and waved in unison, watching as Shuichi peered back at them, about to leave.

“Bye! I love both of you. And this time, I mean it.”

[ultimate-distaster-material]

-Shuichi Saihara Birthday Special- Birthday Boy~Vol.2

SHUICHI POV

I wake up to the unbearable sound of the monokubs yelling into the monitor, alerting me to wake up. Something about today felt different from the last, as excitement flushed through me, and had absolutely why I had felt like this. Today had a quite special feeling to it that I couldn't recognize. Yet I ignored the thought and quickly got dressed, brushing the sprinkles of dust littering my uniform and wasting a full 5 minutes contemplating whether or not to wear my hat to breakfast. I decided to leave it behind, trying to fight off my addiction to wearing it. Plus, if things got out of hand, I could always come back for it.

I briskly walked out of my dorm, venturing to the kitchen to fix myself a coffee and relax. I love coffee.

"Shumai!"

I instantly knew who that voice belonged to. My lovely boyfriend, Kokichi Ouma. I turned to witness him bouncing excitedly towards me, with a big box rested in his arms. I pondered for a moment.

-Why does he have a box? And why does it have wrapping paper on it?-

Suddenly everything clicked. The special vibe to the day, the present Kokichi was carrying, and why I had felt an overwhelming excitement earlier.

It was my birthday.

September 7th

I waved happily at Ouma as he inched closer, somewhat struggling to carry the present and running out of breath rather quickly. I quietly chuckled at his attempts, and watched him as he almost dropped the present onto the seat and collapsed into my arms, panting heavily. I continued to laugh at his childness and ran my fingers through his silky purple locks, while he impatiently looked up at me, before suddenly jumpscaring me by throwing his hands into the air.

"Happy Birthday, Saihara-Chan!"

I smiled as he aggressively hugged me like a human teddy bear, and I thanked him soon after. I watched as he began to speak, not expecting what happened next.

"Saihara-Chans a big meanie! He doesn't wanna open my present!"

He wailed, clearly attempting to make a dramatic scene as crocodile tears poured out of his purple orbs, hitting the floor with a slight splat. I rolled my eyes and picked up a present.

"Calm down Koki. I'm opening it now."

"Yay! Let's see what you get Shu-Shu!"

I gently peeled the checkered wrapping paper, revealing the box hidden inside it. I was a little scared to open it because it was from Kokichi, yet I still trusted him. Carefully, I opened the box, to reveal a ton of objects scattered inside.

"You didn't' have to waste all your money on me, y'know."

He grinned and put his arms behind his head, doing his signature pose.

"Don't worry! I used Momota-Chan's money instead!"

"WHAT?"

"You heard me, nishishi!"

I sighed and pulled out one of the objects, which was a stack of mystery novels. I swore he could see the stars in my eyes, even without looking. I studied the books, acting like a child on Christmas Day. If he got a cent for every time I said thank you to him, he would be rich. I peered down at the box, reaching for the next object. Mascara. I glared at him.

"Really?"

"Y e s"

I sighed and placed the mascara back into the box, pulling out a black coffee mug instead. I smiled at the object, studying the designs decorating its outsides. Beautiful thin streaks of teal blue slashed across the side, and the deep black colour surrounding the lines.

"Thank you for this, Kokichi."

He smiled at me, swaying back and forth on his heels, his black and purple shoes digging into the tiles. I carefully placed the mug onto the table, and grabbed another object from the box. A checkered scarf. dug through the box to find the very last item. I let out a long relaxed breath as the last item sat perfectly in my hands. A realistic drawing of Kokichi and I, hugging each other. I peered up at my boyfriend, curious.

"Did you draw this?"

"Maybe."

I sighed and stared at the beautiful picture in my hands, before gently placing everything back into the box.

"Sidekick! Maki~Roll and I are here to wish you the best birthday to ever happen in the galaxy!"

"Shut up. You're just embarrassing yourself."

Maki sent a deadly glare at Kaito, making him shiver a little as he handed over the present. I ripped the wrapping paper that was littered with stars and gazed down into the box. I picked up the first item, which was a plastic covered CD of some sort. I inspected the disc, reading the information on the back. My Chemical Romance. I had been secretly wanting this for a while, yet would never admit it. The only person I told was Maki, because I know she honestly doesn't care about judging people other than Kaito and Kokichi. And maybe a few others that I shall not name. I peered back down into the box, double checking that I hadn't forgotten something. The only thing there was a 'Milky Way' chocolate bar that I would eat later.

"Atua told me to give this to you, Saihara~Kun!"

The random voice popped out of nowhere as I was thanking Kaito and Maki. I almost jumped off the chair in fright.

"A-Angie! How long have you been there-?"

"Only a few minutes, nyahahaha~"

I sighed and took Angie's present from her hands, the paper decorated with paint splotches and strokes. I repeated the process, open the box and find a new item to add to my growing collection. This time I had gotten a quite large paint brush, and a drawing of me. I gratefully thanked Angie for her gifts as Miu dramatically entered the room.

"Ayo virgin! I got something for you emo boi. Take it or leave it, it's from Miu Iruma herself! "

She sat down a few chairs away from me after handing me the box. I wasn't prepared. It was probably gonna be something sexual. To my surprise, it was a extra pair of her goggles, but just the way I would've wanted them. I've always told Miu her goggles looked cool, and now I was thanking her for giving me a pair.

"Also...Piano freak told me to give you this and say happy birthday for her."

She passed me a photo of Kaede and I playing the piano, which I admit seemed was a memory I would cherish forever.

As the day went by, I was almost buried in gifts and wrapping paper from all of my classmates. I got a load of new items, and I was grateful for all of them. Gonta had even gotten me a mini cage with a small caterpillar in it, so I could learn how the insect turned into a butterfly. And Rantaro got me a necklace that matches his. Tenko only go me some chocolates, claiming that she didn't wanna give me something better since I was a 'degenerate male'. Himiko had gotten me a beginners magic trick set and a guide to go with it. Tsumugi had sewed me a cool detective costume I had grown quite fond of. Kirumi and Ryoma had even offered to play board games with me and had rented me some books from the library. Korekiyo had gotten me a 'ritual guide', which I studied a little and was pretty interesting. Kiibo had even set up a huge slumber party for all of us. Kaede showed up eventually, claiming that she was helping Kiibo set up the surprise party.

I must admit, that was one of the most fun birthday I have ever had. Ever.

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-Shuichi Saihara Birthday Special- Birthday Boy~Vol.1

SHUICHI POV

I woke up to weight being tossed around in my arms. My eyelids fluttered open, my olive green eyes connecting with Kokichi's yellow an purple ones. I lazily rolled over to check the time on the clock, yet being met with an unwelcoming glow that resembled the numbers '7:00'. I peered down at my precious Ouma~Kun.

"You're up early!" I smiled and hugged him tighter as he squirmed in my grasp.

"S-Shu! Y-Your suffocating m-me!"

"Sorry~"

I apologised. I just loved my adorable Koko so much! Kokichi caught me unaware, wrapping his pale, warm arms around me while congratulating me.

"Happy B-Birthday!"

His face heated up a little as I grinned and kissed his nose lovingly. His face continued to flush a dark shade of red from my previous actions.

"Shu! Y-You're e-embarrassing m-me!"

He squealed while covering his face with his small, cute hands and pushing something out from behind his back. A huge box. Covered from head to toe in the new Danganronpa wrapping paper. I silently cheered while looking at the wrapping paper.

"Koko knows me so well!"

I fangirled as Koki handed me the present, gently placing it in my strong arms.

"Thanks a lot, Koki! I love you more than anything in the world!"

"T-This is h-h-humiliating..."

He silently signalled for me to open the present and of course, I obeyed. I reached into the box after tearing off the wonderful wrapping paper. I felt my hand touch a tiny box inside and I pulled it out. Opening the little box, my eyes were met with a Koko Kirigiri figurine. The limited edition one. I basically jumped on Kokichi out of excitement. "Thank you Koki!" I literally screamed at him in excitement. My long arms snaked around his waist, pulling him closer and hugging him very tightly.

"Shu! C-Calm down!"

He took the figurine from me and put it gently on the ground after I released him from my grasp. I pouted a little but continued to open the presents my beautiful Ouma~Kun bought me. Next up was a Junko Enoshima keychain. I started at it for a while, silently fangirling over the character.

"Wow! She's beautiful! I wish I could be like her-"

A hand slapped over my mouth to stop me from ranting. It was Kokichi trying to calm me down.

"I u-understand you l-like her b-b-but...Just c-calm down a l-little!" "Fine Koko. I will! Just for you!"

I suggest my hand into the box, pulling out a load of Danganronpa posters. Koki really knows what to get me! But where can I put these? I looked around, seeing very little space for a poster on my bedroom walls which were already covered in Danganronpa posters. There was just enough space for them! Hugging Kokichi tighter, I slipped my pale hands back into the box, to be met with Danganronpa manga and books. I have been wanting these for a while!

"Thank you Koko! You're just to nice and cute! How could someone ever hurt a human being as adorable as you!"

"S-Shuichi! S-Stop calling me c-cute! It's h-h-humiliating!"

"Fine. Only for you~"

His face flushed a red colour as I flirted with him. I ignored his cries for me to stop and hugged him even tighter. He squeaked and fought against my arms, almost getting suffocated by me. I gradually let go and cuddled with my adorable boyfriend. I picked him up and skipped out of the room, looking at his fearful face. He was scared I was going to drop him, so I hugged him tighter. I stopped as we reached the kitchen and set Kokichi down onto the tiles.

"Want pancakes~?" He shyly nodded in response, scurrying around the kitchen to find the ingredients as I turned on the pancake maker and grabbed the needed equipment. Kokichi collapsed onto the ground, exhausted from running around the kitchen. I laughed slightly and picked him up, holding him with one arm as I made pancakes with the other. He blushed a bit and looked away, soon leaning into my chest and taking deep breaths to calm down.

"A-Are the p-pancakes almost r-ready yet?"

"Mhm! Just how you like them!"

I quickly tossed the pile of pancakes on the table and coated them with Nutella and strawberries. I could see my boyfriends eyes sparkle as I set him down on a seat at the kitchen table. He almost immediately thanked me for the food and started eating. He must've been really hungry. I took a seat and stared at him, admiring his cute features and his soft silky purple hair. After finished his breakfast, he looked up at me, blushing a little.

"O-Oh before I f-forget, is there a-anything else y-you want to d-do?" "I want a Kichi kiss!"

"H-HUH?! B-But that's e-embarrassing..."

"Please~?"

"F-F-Fine..."

I smiled as he walked over to me. I could see him mentally preparing himself. He fiddled with his hands as he approached me. His face was fully red, the colour staining his ears as well. He quickly kissed me on the cheek, embarrassed to do anything else.

"You missed~"

"Wha-"

"I wanted a Kichi kiss on the lips~"

His face flushed a darker red as I felt his lips touch mine. He pulled apart after a couple seconds, a string of saliva connected to both of our lips.

"Thanks~"

"T-That was e-embarrassing..."

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-Pg Saiouma Oneshot- Clingy

SHUICHI POV

“Hey Koki! I’ll be back soon; I just have business to deal with!”

I shouted as I was about to close the door behind me. I was about to shut it before I heard light footsteps approaching the door.

“W-Wait S-Shu!”

A hand grasped onto the door and gradually opened it, revealing the small figure belonging to Kokichi. He was panting, beads of sweat trickled down his face as he hauled out heavy breaths. He wasn’t very good at sport, and he sleeps a lot, so I understand why he was like this. He reached out for me once I had stopped walking.

“S-Shu I don’t w-want you to l-leave!”

He latched onto my arm, holding my back with all his might. His strength wasn’t much though, since he wasn’t very muscular. He rested his head on my arm, trying to calm his breathing, especially after he had just tired himself out. I snaked my arm around him and lifted his up, his legs wrapped around my hips. I lifted his chin with one hand, forcing him to look at me. I gently kissed his forehead and watched him as he turned his head the other way, blushing like crazy. I laughed at his cuteness and decided to stay home.

I started to walk to the bedroom Kokichi and I shared and carefully placed him onto the bed. He made grabby hands signalling that he wanted me to pick him up. I chuckled slightly.

“Just be patient sweetheart, I just need to change my shirt!”

I laughed as his face flushed a light pink colour and looked away. I quickly changed and walked back to the bed and sat down next to my lover, who was signalling for me to cuddle with him. I laughed a bit and grabbed his waist, lifting him up and feeling him wrap his legs around me. I smiled as I observed him, his face blushing a bit and fiddling with his hands while I snaked my hands around his waist, preventing him from falling.

I sat down on the bed, hugging Kokichi tightly as I combed my hands through his silky purple hair. Kokichi snuggled into my chest, feeling quite comfortable.

“You’re so cute Koki.”

I spoke softly and quietly as I gently pinched and squished his blushing cheeks, making him blush even more. His skin was so soft, and his eyes were gleaming in the sun that peeked through the window. I couldn’t help but stare at him.

“S-Shuichi! Y-Y-You’re e-embarrassing me!”

He squeaked out as I snapped out of my trance. I smiled at him, and took my hand away from his cheeks, locking eye contact with his purple orbs. He almost immediately looked away, undoubtedly flustered. I pulled him closer to me, his face resting into my chest. It wasn’t long until I heard soft snoring from below me. I grinned and kissed him on the forehead.

“Goodnight Koki.”

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-Saiouma Oneshot- Library Time

SHUICHI POV

My long fingers trailed across the line of books, eventually finding the book I had wanted. The library was one of my favourite places, ever since I was a kid. The sad thing was that Kokichi had some problems with his organization today, which meant he couldn’t come. I don’t think he would’ve wanted to join me here actually. I sat down on a chair in the corner, reading my book.

“Hey! Shumai!”

I turned to look in the direction that the voice came in, knowing that it was my lover, Kokichi. I smiled at him, and he responded with a bigger and brighter smile then mine.

“What are ya reading?”

He questioned me, as I showed him the cover of the book, accidently closing it, and losing the page I was up to. I sighed and mentally scolded myself as I reopened the book, flipping through each page, when Kokichi’s finger latched onto a page I had gone past.

“This was the page you were up too, am I right? You need to actually check the page and not just assume, Shumai.”

He spoke to me in such a teasing voice as my eyes widened. He had actually picked out the right page, but how?

Wasn’t he like ten meters away? And he wasn’t behind me either…

I shrugged of my curiosity and started to read again, when Kokichi suddenly began poking my ahoge repeatedly. I rolled my eyes and peered up at him.

“What is it now…”

I mumbled, knowing he obviously wanted my attention to be focused on him. I placed the book down and sighed and knowingly looked at him, waiting for him to tell me what he wanted next.

“I want cuddles Shumai!”

He beamed, smiling like a toddler who tried candy for the first time. I thought this was adorable, I wish I had taken a photo while I had time. I opened my arms, the Supreme Leader immediately jumped into my chest and enveloped me into a tight hug. I squirmed around as he loosened his grip, finally allowing my lungs to access air again. I gently combed my fingers through his entangled locks of hair and kissed his forehead lovingly. I loved him so much! He looked up at me, his gorgeous eyes gleaming from the sunlight the giant windows were letting into the quiet library.

“Shumai…Could I try reading…?”

His question shocked me half to death. He wanted to read!? I nodded and decided to answer his question.

“Sure love. Which books do you like?”

He looked away, blushing a little, as if he were embarrassed to read. I grabbed his chin, forcing him to look at me.

“Don’t hide your face from me Koko…You know I don’t like it when you do that!”

I pouted at him as he giggled a little. I hugged him tighter, but not as tight to hurt him.

“M-My favourite books are mystery novels…”

I hopped up from the seat, just to fall back down. I had forgotten that my lover was perched on my lap. This time, with more caution, I slowly stood up, carrying Kokichi over to the mystery novel section. The all-too-familiar feeling of the book covers gracing my fingers as I attempted to find the book that I knew Kokichi would love. I clutched the book between my long fingers and carefully removed it from the bookshelf. I wandered us back to the seat where we were before and sat down. He grabbed for the book as I soon handed it to him, his eyes looking over the book.

“Y’know…I’ve never liked reading. It’s stupid.”

He looked up at me, I panicked on the inside from humiliation, thinking he pranked me about wanting to read.

“SHUMAI!”

He whispered loudly in my ear, not wanting to get in trouble by the librarian, who was peacefully working at the counter, uninterrupted. I asked him what he wanted and waited for an answer.

“I can’t believe you ignored me, Shumai! Such a meanie! Anyways, have you read this before? It seems like an emo like you would’ve read this before, and boring people always do boring things!”

He pondered as he flipped pages, skimming over the paragraphs on the rough pages. I rolled my eyes and sighed as I continued reading the book I had chosen when I had first gotten to the library. It was so silent between us. Not an awkward silence, a peaceful, comforting one. All you could hear was the light breathing and the turning of pages as our fingers repeatedly slid over the coarse texture of the pages. My book was a long mystery novel, my favourite genre. Kokichi seemed pretty invested in his book, it was strange hearing him so quiet, it seemed as if he was never there in the first place.

Some time later, I checked my watch, just to see that we have been at the library for 4 hours. I tapped Kokichi's shoulder and told him that it was time to go back home.

"Shu...Why'd you interrupt me?? It was just getting into the good part!"

He complained to me as I picked him up carefully, teasing him about the fact that he was reading, as we returned the books to their original places and hopped in the car.

"Can we go here again sometime Shu?"

He eagerly asked as I nodded, obviously I wasn't gonna say no to that offer. We drove back home, talking about our books and teasing each other.

[ultimate-distaster-material]

-Saiouma Oneshot- Detective Work {Angst}

!TW! Yelling Mentions Abuse Panic Attacks

KOKICHI POV

I peeked through the slightly open door, watching Shuichi figure out a case

{Flashback}

“Kokichi…I’m almost finished this case, ok? As soon as I finish this one, I can go onto the next few and get them done-“

“Then the whole cycle repeats again. You need a break Shu…You’re overworking! You haven’t slept for 3 days! You need a break-“

“Will you shut up!? I’m trying to finish this! I don't have time for you to be here! Do me a favour and leave! For once in your life, be useful!”

{Flashback End} I stared at Shuichi, the memory replaying in my mind. I’m a little scared of him now, because all the yelling reminded me of my parents when I was younger. I shook my head, erasing the thought from my mind. I didn’t want to remember them. The people who hurt me for there own entertainment and used me for money.

I observed as Shuichi’s pencil was moving rapidly, writing down notes while he continued typing paragraphs on his computer. I sighed. Maybe a bit too loudly. Shuichi turned his head to look at me, as I gulped and sprinted away. I didn’t want to make him mad again. My feet halted when I reached the kitchen. I wanted to make him lunch, but I feared I would make too much noise, just like when I was 5, and prepared dinner for my parents. I quivered at the thought of getting scolded and shouted at again.

I decided to just go lay down for a bit, to clear my head a little. I climbed onto the bed and spread myself out under the bedsheets. It pained my heart to think of my lover yelling at me, and I felt like I wasn’t loved any more.

I was trapped in my thoughts until I heard the door open, and Shuichi enter the room. I hid under the silky covers of the bedsheets, whimpering a little. I watched as a hand crawled under the covers and lifted them up a little. Shuichi peered under the covers, staring at me in confusion. I tensed up; did I do something wrong? I huddled into a ball and hid my face behind my arms.

“What are you doing under there Kokichi?”

He seemed confused, maybe he doesn’t remember what he did. I had a burning desire to just jump into my lovers’ arm, snuggle close to him and hear his comforting heartbeat. But this thought was rejected as my trust issues kicked in.

What if he’s just trying to get me to trust him again just so he can break my heart?

What if he’s just luring me into a trap?

What if he just wants me to come out so he can hit me?

What if- “Kokichi!”

Shuichi tried to get my attention. I snapped out of my thoughts. I failed to notice that he had grabbed me from under the blankets and held me gently in his arms.

I wiggled and struggled to get out of his grip, as he yelled at me to calm down. He ran his fingers through my hair, attempting to make me relaxed.

This just startled me more and my breathing sprang out of control. My fingernails prodded into my skin, and the pink fluid unwelcomely escaped. I began to beg Shuichi uncontrollably to let me go, afraid he would do something bad to me. In result, he hugged me tighter, his heartbeat able to be heard even through my hectic panicking.

He sat down on the bed and loosened his grip, yet not letting go. I leaned back in his arms, trying to escape his grasp.

“Kokichi calm down! I’m not gonna hurt you!”

Shuichi reassured me, which made me relax a little more. He smiled at me, knowing all I wanted to do was leap into his arms and cry into his chest. His smile made my urge to hug him worse. About 3 minutes later, I couldn’t hold back anymore. I launched myself forward, leaning into his touch as he lovingly kissed my forehead and tapped my nose teasingly. I sniffled into his chest as I blushed from his previous actions. I love him a lot, I was so scared to lose him. He was my everything.

"Shu...You won't leave me, right?"

He rapidly shook his head, rubbing my back as I snuggled closer into his chest.

"Hey...I'm sorry about what I said, this detective work has just been stressing me out a lot..."

He confessed, yawning a bit in the middle of the sentence. He gradually stood up, wobbling a bit. He took a few steps forward, until he was unable to move any further, due to me latching onto his arm.

"Where are you going?"

I interrogated him as his tired eyes peered back at me. He smiled back at me, clearly exhausted.

"To get a coffee..."

He muttered under his breath, incapable of putting emotion into his words. I pulled my lover back down into the bed and planted myself on top of his stomach, cuddling closely and not giving him permission to get up.

"You need rest...Silly!"

I lectured him as he eventually drifted off into a deep sleep, hugging me ever-so tightly. My eyes slowly closed as I drowsily nodded off to sleep as well, the warmth in between us providing as a motive to help us feel comfortable and gain sleep.

[ultimate-distaster-material]

-Pg Saiouma Headcannons- Gaming

-Shuichi will win the game about 60% of the time, whereas Kokichi wins about 40%.

-Whenever Kokichi loses, he tears up a little and turns his head to the side so Shuichi doesn't see his face.

-Once Shuichi realises that Kokichi is disappointed, he would offer to have a movie night. Kokichi, who loves movies, agrees.

-When Kokichi wins, he has the biggest smile as he stares at the screen, as he doesn't win that often.

-Sometimes, Shuichi lets Kokichi win just to see the smile on Kokichi's face.

-Whenever Shuichi wins, he looks over to Kokichi and smirks, forgetting that Kokichi gets sad over losing in video games.

-Kokichi occasionally stares at Shuichi while playing the game, distracted on how he looks. When Shuichi sometimes looks back at him, Kokichi blushes a lot and turns his head to face the screen again.

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"Yes! Another win for me! Beat that Kokichi!" Shuichi screamed, awaiting a response. Their was just silence.

"Kokichi...?" Shuichi looked over in Kokichi's direction, just to see the smaller beings face turned the opposite direction. Shuichi frowns and remembers that he gets sad over the smallest things. He crawls over to Kokichi, and places his hand on his shoulder gently. Kokichi turns to face him, visible tears welling up in his eyes and lets out a sniffle.

"I-I'm s-sorry..." Kokichi squeaked out, the tears beginning to trickle down his pale cheeks. Shuichi looked at him, confused.

"What are you sorry for? You did nothing wrong..." He spoke softly to calm the other down. Kokichi's hands were balled into fists as he wiped away his tears, his eyes becoming red and the tear stains on his cheek becoming visible.

"I l-lost...I-I'm such a d-d-disappointment! Y-You probable hate m-me now..." He  broke eye contact as he whimpered out words. Shuichi's heart ached. It hurt him so badly to see that the one he loved was upset. He grabbed one of Kokichi's hands softly and intertwined his fingers with Kokichi's.

"You'd never be a disappointment, sweetheart." Shuichi comforted Kokichi until he had an idea.

"Hey...Do you wanna have a movie night? We can watch whatever you want!" Shuichi offered. Kokichi nodded slowly and the corners of his lips curled upwards.

"I w-would love to, S-Shu."