"Ready or not, Whats done is done." -Amasai Yandere Au

The Metal Hg

Rantaro
(A future note: whenever a characters name is listed above now, the story is now more focused on their view/perspective regarding the story. Writing in 1st person is awful)

The room was so silent you could probably hear a pin drop. Other than Tsumugis sobing and hiccuping still face down on the table. Harukawa was Staring daggers at Rantaro as if she was waiting for him to say something or do something, whatever came first. And the best way he could describe Saihara was "spacey" he seemed to be analyzing the situation, but the look on his face says hes not processing it all too well.

He should probably say something, he was the one who gave the great idea to take a 'different approach' though he didnt know what a different approach would be.. he didnt think all that far ahead.

"Whats so funny?" Maki said still staring daggers. She might burn a whole through his forehead.
"Im not laughing at the Situation. There's nothing funny about this." He clears his throat.

All he really did know is Shirogane could use a trip to the hospital right about now, but who's really the one at fault here? He had absolutely no clue. He put on his best smile with his best sincere tone of speaking.

"Look, Shirogane. It's probably just best to fess up to whatever you did. You'll save yourself alot of time. And probably hospital bills.. the way this is goin' "
Rantaro clasped his hands together. "So for me.." he could almost feel himself choke at the thought of saying that and actually being genuine . "Just say whatever she needs to hear. Would you?" Manipulation isn't usually the route he'd take, not that hes any good at it. but desperate times call for desperate measures.

There was no response. Just tears starting to puddle up on the table her crying started to make him feel uncomfortable in a way. If she didnt get caught in the act he was sure shed be boasting right about now. Many dont know this, but he did. Hes un-involuntarily seen all kinds of sides of her while keeping his own farce up. She was still lying there, he almost barely started to feel pity for the poor girl,  Untill very suddenly she started giggling.. and that giggling turned into An almost maniacal laughter. Which He'd admit, even freaked him out a little, being caught him off gaurd.

She began to stand straight up. Holding her arm with her opposite hand. Getting the last of her giggles out, Like a witch out of hetsel and gretle. "You know what! Just because you asked so nicely ill tell you."

"Mikan Tsumiki. Is the person i graciously obtained the syringe from. Though it wasn't.. given, to me. Its filled with Hg. Or in other words for those of you who aren't familiar with the periodic table! The Chemical Mercury. Now you know." She whiped her hands up including the broken one and shrugged. Her smile dropped. No sign of remorse. She doesn't stick to one emotion long does she? Almost like an actor of sorts.

He suddenly feels as if an invisible bullet was dodged.

But Mercury.
This wasnt just trying to sedate someone. Even though he wasnt a fan of chemistry he knew the basics, it was the only liquid metal. No, She was going in for the kill. But Maki Harukawa? Tsumugi and her haven't spoke. Not even once from his recollection. She transferred here a week or two before Saihara. Shirogane was always close by him. Wether it be clinging to his arm or being around a corner. hes never personally witnessed an interaction.

This.. is starting to go somewhere. Somewhere he didnt really want to be at.

And as if the other read his mind

"Mercury?" Questioned Saihara. Though hed been silent for a while. As if he were stuck in his own head still trying to analyze the situation.
"Mhm." She boasted as if it were some great achievement "obtained in the chemistry lab. They seriously need to keep that stuff locked up better.."