Ndrv3 Oneshots(NO SMUT)

Is The Puzzle Missing, Or Is It The Piece?

BUM BUM BUM....SHINMOTA TIME! I have no warnings, and this was a chapter that I wrote with all the free time I had throughout the day, which is honestly not much. I hope you enjoy, and hopefully, this chapter is more organized than the rest! Enjoy!

1. Okay, I lied. One thing, is that this takes place after chapter 2, and before Shinguji decides to commit seesaw.

2. Shingujis' sister in his ingame memories are exactly like his pregame memories. Manipulative, but almost exactly like him. An older, female version of him. Basically, no abuse, just that one sister that teaches you how to clean up a crime scene. Don't we all want a sister like that?

3. The top in the relationship is neither. Both are switches, and Shinguji is mostly top, because Kaito doesn't know how to handle those things properly. That's an explanation for when you're trying to guess who is top but both give off major top energy.

4. I'm sorry if you don't understand what is going on, but please try to understand, because my writing is kinda whack to begin with..

Have you ever felt extremely lonely, but you're always just surrounded by people who love you, and you love them back? Have you ever felt extremely selfish about feeling that way, but never tell anyone, because you're scared of their opinion? In truth, yes. I have felt that way. With everyone that surrounds me. They all care for me, want to make me feel safe and secure. That is all they're doing. They care about my physical health, not mental. I can't blame them. If I'm being selfish, then they can be as well. I'm not stopping them...I'm no hypocrite. I'm Kaito Momota! Luminary of the stars! Everyone, even crying children adore me! So why...do I always feel so empty..? Nothing fits correctly, as if I'm shoving a puzzle piece into a completely different puzzle. I'm the odd puzzle. The rest are normal. They aren't criticizing me, they're inanimate objects. No, the puzzle pieces are uncomforted. They sense something is wrong, and try to shift farther away, like a north magnet facing another north magnet. They shift away. There are two magnets that have also been misplaced. Both accidentally have been placed so that their south magnets are attracting to me, the north one. Unwillingly, both are pulled closer to me, because I am the corner piece. I am the only thing keeping the two together. All they truly wanted was to complete the puzzle. Without a foreign piece trying to make itself its own space between the two normals.

Shuichi and Maki are the unfortunate puzzle pieces. I am the north magnet. I'm always attracting the wrong things. I'll admit, they weren't the people I expected that I'd drag in, but I guess it was my instincts...Screw my instincts. I don't want to hurt them by cutting our friendships off, just in case they actually enjoy being around someone like me. 

I got up, and started walking. I didn't know where, I was just walking. Suddenly, I bumped into something, making me fall over. I noticed that the object was taller than me. Something grabbed me by the waist, and hoisted me up. I didn't fight back, so I was lifted up, and placed onto the floor. By my feet, though. "Kekekeke, why hello there, Momota. What brings you into my research lab this lovely evening?" I stopped day dreaming..night...dreaming? Shinguji said that it was evening... "Oh, hey there Shinguji-kun! Sorry, I was kinda lost in my own mind.." Shinguji did his weird (a word) laugh again, and placed his hand on my shoulder. "Would you like to learn about fascinating human actions with me, Momota?" I nodded. I had nothing better to do. I did call off the training thing for good. I silently followed Shinguji further into his lab, womdering what type of things I could learn.

Nobody ever told me that learning anthropology was like having a birthday party. It was actually entertaining to learn more and more things about myself and others, and yet somehow have no personal information included. I felt stupid for doing so, but I accidentally dozed off on the green bean bags that I transferred from Tsumugis' lab to his. He didn't seem to mind about the bean bags, so we kept them there. We were placed on the right side of a display case, also right next to a wall. We studied the display, while Shinguji explained everything in little details. Somehow, I understood him. Hell, I can't even get a C+ in science, and I can understand anthropology like the ultimate anthropologist himself? Kokichi Ouma style lying, if you ask me. Back on track, I fell asleep, but dreamt of a void. Like always.