[What An Odd Relationship][Saiouma Oneshots]

-Talent Swap-

Kokichi POV

Disclaimer: their personalities are somewhat the same just the talents are different. Also no warnings for this chapter.

Free time...

I should probably take a break from my whole 'finding out the mystery of this school' stuff. Maybe talking with someone could be nice. Maybe talking to someone would gain their trust. And maybe they won't try to kill me.

If that's the fact...

Maybe that cute supreme leader would be nice to talk to...

I lightly bit the tip of my finger, smiling like an idiot, as I thought about him.

"I made up my mind!" I exclaimed, slamming my hands on my desk. I panicked as my Panta almost spilled on top of my notes and work. I slapped my red cheeks, getting rid of the blush, "Time to find Saihara!"

I skipped outside of my room, making sure to lock my door.

Now where would he be? The library? Dinning hall? Under a tree? Making out with that piano simp? It's honestly so sad how much she is trying to get his attention.

Oh shit. Speaking of the devil, "Kaede hey!"

"Oh hello Kokichi! Haven't seen you in a bit!"

"Yep. You know, I've been in my room...doing detective shit," I whistled.

"Sounds hard," she giggled.

"Yep..." I trailed off. "Anyway have you seen Shuichi? I'm looking for him."

"Oh yes, in fact, I saw him at his usual spot."

"Ah yes his emo spot. Thank you Kaede, I shall leave!" I announced before walking away. It's typical for his emo-self to be sitting under a tree, probably reading or doing something nerdy.

I skipped outside, immediately seeing the super high school level supreme leader. Why does he always have that resting bitch face. It just makes him so hot.

I shifted and tightened my black and white checkered handkerchief and flatten my vest of any wrinkles.

"Hellooo Shuichi!" I cheered, running up to him.

"*sigh* what do you want Ouma?" He muttered, turning the page of his book. He didn't even move his head up to look at me.

"Come on~, you don't have to use my last name. We're friends right? So just call me by my first name!"

"We are not friends. Why would I, a supreme leader of a secret evil organization, be friends with you, a detective?" He mumbled, continuing to keep his eyes glued to his book.

"You are so mean," I pouted. "Buttt don't you want to have fun~? Don't you want to have fun in this boring school?"

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"Come on. Use that brain. This prison is so boring. And since you are a supreme leader of such an evil organization, I bet you definitely don't like boredom."