Saiouma Oneshots

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Hoii- so this takes place in my post-game Au. So expect everyone to act a lot different. So for a quick explanation, after the killing game the 3 survivors woke up in the hospital realizing it was all just a tv show. Keep in mind that's pretty much all they were told. They did keep in touch, and it's been a few years since the killing game. Maki's still an assassin, Shuichi is an official detective now, and Himiko is a famous 'magician' who travels the world to entertain people. And that's about it!

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Shuichi Saihara POV:

Running. And running, I was chasing down a thief that's been terrorizing this town for months now. I was recently put on the case, I can't determine his identity yet. But I know a few things. Like... where he's at right now.

This... was quite the interesting case. A certain thief has been robbing houses around the city for months now, never killing anyone inside however... even if the person in question saw him. All he'd do was tie them up. And a certain marking was left at each crime scene. The marking itself was a set of dice. Which was found beside the tied up victim in each scene.

Witnesses described the thief's appearance as wearing a white clown like mask, as well as a black hoodie with white markings, and some jeans. Apparently he's somewhere around 5'1, and he acted and sounded childish. Making me question if the thief is actually an adult or just some teenager pulling pranks.

I had finally managed to chase him into and alleyway. Now he was trapped, he almost ran into a wall. I grabbed the gun at my side and aimed it at him.

"HANDS U-!" I was cut off by him taking something out of his pocket I assumed it was a weapon so I jumped back slightly still keeping hold of my pistol. What he did next... was strange I must admit. He rolled a dice and then picked it up off the ground turning around and throwing his hands behind his head.

"Wowww!!! Very clever Mr.Detective! I guess you finally caught me!" I sighed from relief and kept on a serious face. Just as described, he was wearing a weird clown mask and had a childish voice.

"Take off the mask." I instructed watching him lower his hands and roll the dice again. This was time leaving it on the floor. Was it just me or... was he slightly shaking? He then slowly put his hands to his mask and took it off.

Revealing a pouting face, with one purple eye, and one yellow eye. Now you could get a better view of his hair as well. It seemed to be a almost white purplish color.

Was that... No. It can't be. He just looks like him. He died.

I shook my head. "What's your name?" To which he looked a bit surprised and for some reason hurt.

"Man... and I thought I wasn't boring... Do you really not remember me..? Saihara-Chan?"

No. No no no! Those words hit me like a bullet. No. Worse then a bullet. More like a arrow. That lingered. He died! Ouma can't be here! No! Ouma has purple hair! This guy has white!

"No! You can't be Ouma-Kun!" I protested throwing the gun back up once more aiming at him. I heard the small boy sigh and then put his mask back on turning around.

Throwing a black bag at me. I assume those were the things he stole from a recent robbery. I still had the gun pointed at him. But took a small peak inside the bag. Wait... all he had stollen, was food?

"W-Wait! Don't leave! Why did you... only steal food?" I asked him watching him turn back around. I couldn't really see his facial expression. But he just stared at me before responding.

"I'm not a bad guy any more Shuichi. You are the detective. You should have realized whenever I steal it's only ever things like clothes or food. I'm living on the fucking streets like a god damn rat. What do you want me too do!!!" He yelled the last part. His voice seemed a bit shaky, was he...crying? He really has changed huh...

"So just take it and leave me alone!" He yelled at me then tried to run past me. I dropped the gun and grabbed his arm.

"K-Kokichi wait! I-I understand your upset j-just hold on a second!" I tried to reason with him. And in return he just tried to get his arm free.

It was pointless... he wasn't going to calm down at this rate. So instead I just decided to quickly grab him and pull him into a tight hug. He wasn't trying to get away anymore. And he just hugged me back sobbing.

I sighed then started slowly running my fingers through this hair.

"Calm down Kokichi. It's fine, I'm not mad at you... I had no idea you were living like this. Just go ahead and let it all out...". My other hand started gently rubbing circles into his back. Now I just feel bad... I had no idea, and he seems so upset... he must be so stressed living like this.

"Don't call me that. A-And don't act like we're friends! Remember!? You hate me!" He had yelled the last bit. So... he thinks... I hate him? Wait. Is it what I said after G-Gonta died!?

"K- O-Ouma I dont hate you..! I only said that because I was mad at moment! I just said it in the heat of the moment!

All he did in return of my words was squirm managing to get away from me. He grabbed his mask throwing it on and running.

"OUMA! WAIT-!" I realized there was no stopping him. Hopefully we meet again soon... maybe then he won't be as pissed off I guess. I sighed then started walking back to the office. I'm sorry Kokichi...