Ishimondo Oneshots! (≧▽≦)

Despair Disease

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A new motive presented;
A disease.
The students were only given limited knowledge.
That the infected will be extremely murderous, and it will not go away unless they commit murder.
Along side if they do not commit murder in 24 hours after being infected, they die.
The students were rightfully TERRIFIED.
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"Mondo, this motive is-"
"Interesting.."
The biker and prefect spoke before nighttime in the main hall.
"I- feel almost unsafe.."
Kiyotaka murmured.
"Want me to stay with ya?"
Mondo suggested.
"What if I get infected?! I could HXRT you-!"
Taka expressed his concern.
"Eh, I can take that chance. Don't worry bro, I trust ya."
Mondo pat him on the shoulder.
"If ya don't wanna-"
"Alright.."
The prefect agreed.
"Fuxkin' perfect!"
Mondo smirked.
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Timeskip
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"Mondo, are you still sure about this?"
Taka asked again, they were sharing a bed.
"Yeah, bro! Stop sweating."
Mondo chuckled.
Kiyotaka huffed.
"Alright, goodnight, bro.."
Kiyotaka turned around, drifting to sleep.
Mondo tossed and turned all night, he couldn't sleep.
He found it awkward and uncomfortable.
He huffed, frustrated.
He suddenly heard shifting next to him.
"Oh fuxk did I wake him up-?!"
Mondo whispered.
Taka suddenly sat up.
"Bro?"
Mondo asked.
"Brother!"
Mondo flinched, something about Taka's voice...wasn't normal.
It was unnerving.
"Well, what a wonderful surprise!"
Taka smiled brightly, suddenly getting out of bed.
"A-aye-"
Mondo suddenly remembered,
The motive.
"Fuxk.."
Taka breathed out.
"Oh, brother?"
Taka was holding a pair of scissors.
"What's wrong?"
Taka teased.
"Fuxk..!"
Mondo quickly fumbled with the door handle.
It finally opening, him breaking out into the hall and running.
Where?
He didn't know.
"Brother...don't run from me~!"
Taka whined from behind Mondo.
The biker quickly ran upstairs, got into the library, and ducked behind some bookshelves.
"Brother.."
He heard Kiyotaka whisper.
"Don't hide from me...I thought we were bros!"
Taka whined, he now has a pickaxe with the words "Crazy Diamonds" edged into the handle.
"C'mon, this isn't fair."
He heard the infected prefect grumble.
Mondo was breathing heavily in fear.
"Boo!"
He heard Kiyotaka whisper next to him.
Mondo screeched and fell on the ground, trying to dodge the pickaxe being swung at him.
"Looky here!"
Kiyotaka put his foot on Mondo's chest to stop him from getting up.
Taka swung the weapon high.
"T-Taka- please!"
The biker pleaded.
"S-snap out of it! P-please!!"
He begged desprately, hoping that with some miracle, it would magically disappear and Taka would come back.
"Oh..Mondo.."
He heard Taka reply.
"How pathetic."
The boy scoffed.
"You really are in a true pickle right now, aren't you?"
He teased.
"Such a 'man's oeomisey' being broke with a simple hit and run!"
He laughed.
"Well, too bad!"
Taka laughed,
"T-Taka, listen!"
Mondo pleaded once more.
"Ugh, what is it?"
The boy groaned.
Mondo pushed Taka's foot off of him, and running for it before the boy collaspsed.
"Y-you schemer!"
Mondo heard the boy yell as he booked.
Mondo ran for desk at the library, opening it an revealing a box cutter.
He quickly grabbed it, opening it, and pointed it at Taka.
"Oh, really? A silly box cutter? Wow."
Taka acted amazed.
Mondo knew it was pathetic, but he didn't care.
"C'mon, Taka. Please, just put down the pickaxe..we..don't have to do this.."
Mondo huffed, tears threatening to fall from his eyes.
"Oh how sad, poor Mondo. Boo-hoo!"
Kiyotaka mocked the boy.
"S-shut up!"
Mondo screamed, tears flowing from his eyes.
"Mondo-"
For a moment, Taka's voice was normal,
"Argh-..how pathetic!"
Taka suddenly flinched, then getting his unnerving tone back.
"Shut the fuxk up! Taka?!"
He knew his friend was down there somewhere, he just had to get Taka to fight it.
That would work, right?
It had to!
"Mondo-!"
He heard Taka cry.
"Shut up!"
He then murmured.
"My,"
He cleared his throat, his voice back to that weird state.
"Apologies for the messy performance, our back-stage operater isn't working!"
Taka shouted, rasing the axe.
"Now-"
He lowered it at Mondo's direction, but the biker dodging.
Taka yowled in anger and sped walked to Mondo, to which threw over chair at the boy.
"Ah-!"
Taka fell onto the ground, loosing his weapon.
Mondo was about to grab the abandoned weapon before;
"Mondo, it's me!"
He heard Taka speak, normal again.
"Taka!"
Mondo cried out, quickly going to the boy.
Taka sobbed happily, Mondo grabbing Taka's face.
"Oh god!"
Mondo smiled.
Taka sniffled,
Grabbing Mondo's shoulders.
"T-Taka I- thought I was about to die!"
The biker joked.
The prefect only giggled.
Mondo hesitated, before doing what he wanted for so long.
He crashed his lips onto Taka's.
He felt the boy giggled before melting his lips against Mondo's.
Mondo loved his feeling, all of those cheesy romantic novels with the fireworks and melting, and it felt so true.
He was so happy.
Before he felt a sharp pain in his back.
Taka pushed away, looking at the boy.
"How sad."
Was all the boy responded with, his voice back and crazed.
Kiyotaka had planted the pickaxe in Mondo's back, finally pushing it all the way through so the other end came out of Mondo's stomach.
All Mondo could do is walk in pain.
There were a few distressed and pained noises from Taka, until he heard Taka's normal voice, finally, again.
And permanently.
"M-Mondo-!"
The prefect wailed, grabbing Mondo's face.
"NO-! Oh god I'm so sorry!"
The boy wailed out, sobbing.
"H-hey-..it's okay..one of us was going to have to die anyway.."
Mondo gently embraced Taka's cheek.
"N-no not like this-!"
Taka whined.
"Hey..don't.. worry.."
Mondo tried to speak, surpressing the feeling of wanting to pass out.
"Win that fuxking trail, won't ya?"
Mondo snickered.
Kiyotaka only sobbed.
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Translation:
short one, huh? yeah i don't have any more ideas. sorry- like i said, please give me requests.