Danganronpa oneshots!

Leosaya

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Sayaka approached the front of the stage as the rest of the dancers cleared off. She sat on her knees in a pocket of silence. She raised the mic to her mouth as the music started. She caught a glimpse of auburn hair and fought her tears.

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As she approached her car, she knew he would be there. Sure enough, he was there, leaning on the drivers side back door. 'Fuck it' she thought and acknowledged him.

"You can't be doing this, Leon. We are done. You know it." She said.

"Oh, but I don't think you do." He retaliated. She knew what he wanted. He knew it too.

"Come on a drive with me, Sayaka. For old times sake."

She studied him. For a while. She walked in front of him to the passengers seat. "Your driving."

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As she sat next to him, staring at the quickly swelling tide, she felt his hands slowly creep closer to her. She turned to look at him and found him admiring her. This was a bad idea. She shouldn't be doing this right now.

Her body betrayed her mind as her lips met his, hands reaching behind his neck and curling into his hair. She faintly felt his hands on her hips, lifting her into his lap.

She heard a car suddenly go past and caught a glimpse of it just in time to see some of the members of her group looking at them. She knew she was in for a harsh lecture, but didn't care because he was so warm and she couldn't get her body to obey her logic.

Rough hands trailed up her untucked shirt and held her waist, pulling her back down to below his eye level. Leon's finger traced the waistline of her plaid skirt, making her shiver.

"Leon-" She whispered, cut off by his lips. She pressed herself closer to his chest and wrapped her thighs around him. He drew his hands up them.

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He set her back in her seat, before pulling away and leaning against the car door. She was panting, staring at him in shock. A small smile curved into her face, him following.

"I'm pretty sure like 4 paparazzi passed us," She giggled. He leaned his head back and laughed.

"Dear god, what have we done?" He smiled.

"Hey, Leon?"

"Hm?"

"Kiss me again."

"Gladly." He replied, leaning toward her.

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Sayaka sat up in her bed and grabbed her phone.

"Baseball Star, Leon Kuwata and Pop Idol, Sayaka Maizono back together?! Pictures taken after her last performance on tour released by MULTIPLE paparazzi!"

She rolled her eyes at the title and opened twitter. She took a picture of the back of Leon's head with a small peek of her proud smile behind the hair. She typed "no they aren't edited ❤️" and hit send. Soon enough her phone started blowing up, but she just put it on silent.

Leon stirred awake and wrapped his arms around her bare waist. His head buried in her chest and he kissed her lightly.

After a short time, she found him leaning over her, hands trailing up waist and ribs, his lips on her neck.

Ok, maybe he wasn't that bad.