Phobia

Athazagoraphobia - Rewrite

< Author's Note >

Someone brought to my attention that the chapter about Korekiyo came across in a way I didn't intend, so I've decided to rewrite it.

This chapter will take place in a slightly different plot, but it's still in the killing game.

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🥰 TW 🥰 ~ Mentions of Child Grooming and Incest, Self-harm and Abuse.

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~Ding dong ~

The familiar morning jingle earned a sigh of disappointment from Korekiyo who stretched his cramped, tired limbs. Rolling off his bed, he rubbed his eyes and threw on his clothes only for another announcement to interrupt him. Static fazed out as the bear in question popped into view on the monitor.

"Alright you little shits, breakfast is postponed! Come to the dining hall otherwise you won't get breakfast at all~!" 

Korekiyo stared at the blank screen with intrigue. Breakfast never gets cancelled, it's probably a motive. Hiding the lipstick in its usual place he pulled his mask up before leaving the room. 

"Kiyo! Heading to the dining hall too?" The anthropologist's mood immediately brightened as Rantaro put an arm around his shoulders.

"Where else would I be going?"

"Good point, good point." Rantaro chuckled, taking note of the barren hallway. Taking this as a sign he pecked Korekiyo's forehead which earned a chuckle from the shadows.

"That's gay. Nishishi~" The supreme leader giggled, shooting a wink at Rantaro before bolting towards the dining hall.

"Why did you ever tell him Ran?" Korekiyo sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"I can't hide anything from him, you know that babe." Rantaro only grinned at his boyfriend's pain before running off after Kokichi. "Come back here Kokichi!"

Korekiyo refused to run after his boyfriend. Instead, he waltzed at his own pace towards his destination. The lack of food wafting from the dining hall was alien to everyone, but that wasn't what made his heart stop. His heart stopped dead as his eyes lay upon the girl sitting at the large dining table. 

"You cloned Korekiyo huh Miu? Damn, how horny can a cum dumpster be?!" Kokichi giggled only to receive disgusted glares from others. All attention diverted to the feminine giggle, causing the owner to stand and bow, her elegance rivalling Kirumi's.

"It's a pleasure to meet you all. I go by Miss Shinguji." She bowed, confused glances lay on the confused and conflicted boy. Korekiyo wanted nothing more than to take his sister and catch up on life, but he also needed to remain calm and composed. That's what Sister taught him.

"So when were you going to tell us you had a twin sister?" Kaito clapped Korekiyo's back a bit too hard as he eyed the two lookalikes. 

"She's my elder sister, it's really nice to see-" 

"Sorry but you must have me confused, I have no siblings." 

"Oh come on you two look exactly alike! You even have the same last name!" Kaito declared as if he knew all the answers.

"We may be related in some way, but I'm not your sister." Miss Shinguji furrowed her brows in confusion.

"Excuse me... but... could this be a motive? If you two are fighti-" Shuichi's voice drowned itself instantly in the large room.

"Not the time sidekick." Kaito boomed.

"Sister, you have to remember me!" Korekiyo started becoming desperate, his sister would never joke around about their relationship. "Remember all the things I've done for you? My entire life I've dedicated myself to you..."

"You're making me quite uncomfortable..." Miss Shinguji started backing away.

The surrounding room faded away. Nothing else mattered to Korekiyo aside from the woman standing before him. People and voices blurred into a void where green hair and vibrant red lipstick were all that remained.

"So all my childhood, all the lessons you gave me meant nothing?" When he awoke in the academy Korekiyo had locked up any emotions and now, much to his disgust, the safe had shattered. Tears soaked his mask as he pulled up his jacket sleeve to reveal thousands of scars staining his porcelain skin.

"The more pain I felt, the more you loved me right? Are you telling me you don't remember me after every single one of these lessons? You loved me so much you'd even cut me a few times instead of once!" His sleeve fell to his wrist as he hugged himself tight, staring at the ground. "I starved myself, punched myself, stabbed myself, locked myself away for weeks! I did that for you Sister, everything I do is for you. 

"Stop-"

"The more I hurt the more it meant you loved me right? And that's all you did! We had such an amazing life, you hurt me all the time and I loved it and I know you did too! Sister, we have sex all the time because it makes you happy and I only go through with it because you're my priority. I can't live without you please you have to remember!" Korekiyo laughed away his pain, every tear accompanied with a giggle and smile, subsequently thudding to the ground in a heap. Murmurs washed through the shocked students after listening to the rant they had just witnessed

"Puhuhuhu~ You passed the test Mr 'Sister-Lover'! Now everyone can eat!" Monokuma's voice tore into Korekiyo's ears as he clutched at his hair, staring at the ground and sobbing.

"Don't have much of an appetite now..." Miu's normally sexual and boastful demeanour replaced itself with a down in the dumps attitude.

"You all must eat, I will make something for everybody but please do not eat right away if you feel you can't. I will be in the kitchen if anyone needs my assistance." Kirumi bowed her head and disappeared.

"Kiyo..." A voice close to the anthropologist's ear made him re-enter the blurred world around him. "Kiyo it'll be okay." Rantaro hugged him close to his chest, soon joined by Kokichi, then Kaede, and eventually, everyone joined in a massive group hug. 

"Thank you..." That was all he could say. He felt... fuzzy as he realised the people around him genuinely cared. Maybe Rantaro was right after all? Maybe Sister didn't love me...

"Come on Kiyo, let's go cool off. No one bother us!" Rantaro grabbed Korekiyo's arm and pulled him from the pile of people, leading him outside for some much needed fresh air. Rantaro planted an affectionate kiss on the other boy's forehead and gently rubbed his thumb against his boyfriend's hand.

"It's not your fault. That wasn't really her you know."

"I know... It's difficult though."

"I understand babe, she brought you up to believe her word was law. I'm here for you now though, I'll help you feel real love." The two smiled at each other as they sat on the fluffy green grass.

"I'd love that Ran."