After The Rain Komahina Fanfic

Hajime's Despair Part 2

Hajime, we need to talk.

Why are we here again?

To talk, of course.

We are alone, there is no reason to talk here.

If they see you talking to
yourself again, 
we may never get out of this cell.

Point taken.
What are we supposed to be talking about?

The one problem that you
never want to talk about.
How do we deal with Nagito?

He's fine, as long as I ask,
         he will do anything we need him to do.

This is no time for your naive assumptions.
           If he were so enamored with us, why     has he not returned?
We have to face the possibility that he has truly abandoned us...
          or...found a way to end his suffering.

Stop! No, he wouldn't do that.
           We made a promise.
           He would try to live... for me.

It's been four days since his last visit.
            Perhaps he doesn't love us anymore.
            Or perhaps, they are keeping him
             away again.
              Trying to break your spirit.

Don't you mean our spirit?

Ah, Little Mouse.
         They could not break me if they tried.
          You are an easy target, however.

Don't call me that.

But that is what you are.
      A little mouse who runs and hides
      behind me when things get a little too
      difficult.

I survived the killing game without you.

(Laughing) Of course. Of course you did.

Why are you laughing?

I was there the whole time.
        Guiding you the whole time.
         You have suspected it also.
         What else could explain
         the gaps in your memory?

No. I was in control.
           Why are you saying this?
           I beat the killing game.
           I survived.

Of course you were.
          So tell me, what happened
          after you discovered Nagito's body?

I....investigated?
         I pieced together his entire plan?
        Why are you shaking your head?

Because I was in control from the
       moment you saw him laying there, until
       after that trial. As a matter of fact, you
       have huge gaps in memory from the time
       we entered the funhouse until well after
        Nagito's "murder".

How is that possible?

You are too dependent on emotion.
      The Funhouse would have broken you had
      I not taken that burden on for you.
      You tried to go through the Final Dead
       Room, after all. I had to get Chiaki to talk
       you out of it, so that you would not be
       aware of my existence. Even then, I was
        protecting you.