90 Day Saioumami Challenge

𝟚𝟠 - Stop! Just Stop It! ♠️

˜*°•.Chapter Information and Warning.•°*˜

Please be aware that the deaths are the same up until Chapter 4. However, Chapter 1 never happened.

Murder.
Insults/Bullying.

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Shuichi zoned out as he stared at the wall in Kokichi's dorm. A wax effigy of their late friend and first blackened, Tojo Kirumi, hung from the roof. It'd been created by Yonaga, a victim in the killing game they'd been forced to play, but Kokichi stole it soon after her death. Along with the effigy were a rubber inner tube, a microscope and a horse head for some ungodly reason strewn about the dorm. Portraits of every contestant littered a whiteboard that Kokichi used to figure out the most likely people to be the mastermind. Rantaro and Shuichi were labelled as trustworthy with small hearts around their heads.

Unfortunately for the Ultimate Supreme Leader, Shuichi and Rantaro weren't too happy with their boyfriend. During the class trial for Iruma's murder, Kokichi revealed that he'd convinced Gokuhara to murder her in the virtual world. Shuichi knew Gokuhara did it of his own free will, Kokichi hadn't forced him to do anything, but Rantaro (and everyone else) didn't see it that way.

Gokuhara was a gentle, kind-hearted man built like a superhero with immeasurable strength. Unfortunately, he didn't interact with humans too well and took the cake for the most gullible person to ever exist. Most people assumed Kokichi took advantage of this trait, however, Shuichi knew it was just a gentleman wanting to protect a friend. Now, Gokuhara was dead, executed by Monokuma for the murder he committed.

"How could you do that?" Rantaro demanded.

"Iruma tried to kill me! Gokuhara only saved me!" Kokichi argued with desperation. Shuichi didn't get involved, he didn't want to make either of the two hate him.

"You didn't have to manipulate the simplest person here like a monster!" Rantaro argued, his voice raised.

"I'm not a monster!" Kokichi shouted, stamping his foot in anger. "You would've done the same in my shoes! I did nothing wrong, Gokuhara agreed to the plan knowing full well what it meant! Gokuhara's the dumbass for not knowing his right from left and mixing up the conscious and memory wires!"

"If Iruma had planned to kill you, and you found out, why wouldn't you talk to us?!" Rantaro shouted. "We're your fucking boyfriends! We would've protected you!"

"How could I ever put that burden on the two I love?!" Kokichi asked with a scoff.

"Oh come on!" Rantaro threw his arms in the air with a groan. "Do you love us or have you been lying about that, too?! You're the type that'll do anything for fun, right?!" Shuichi frowned at Rantaro as he recited a line that Kokichi had told them when the three had begun developing their friendship.

"You know I hate this killing game! I'm lying you dumbass, I've always hated this fucking place!" Kokichi cried. "All I want to do is end this shit! Just like we planned!"

Rantaro huffed and leaned against the wall, crossing his arms as he glared at the purplette pacing near the doorway. Shuichi sighed as he stared at them from his spot on the lone bed surrounded by piles of cardboard boxes. "You're a sick, disgusting monster Ouma. Iruma had the right idea to try and kill you."

"How the fuck could you say that?!" Kokichi gasped, tears dripping down his face as the two stared at the greenette with wide eyes. No one uttered a single sound, concerning the bluenette to Kokichi's sanity. Shuichi turned to see Kokichi's violet eyes harden into a venomous glare as he took a few threatening steps toward Rantaro.

Shuichi jumped up from the bed and stepped in between his boyfriends, switching his gaze between the two. "Stop! Just stop it! I love you both but this is out of hand! Kokichi, you can't hurt Rantaro because he's being an asshole so please try to calm down, okay? Rantaro, how the fuck could you say any of that to someone you love or anyone for that matter?!"

Kokichi stopped walking forward although his glare never broke from Rantaro's. Rantaro scoffed and snarled. "I don't love that thing. How could I ever love a murderer?"

Shuichi rolled his eyes and dropped back onto the bed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Last time I checked, I'm not the one Monokuma executed," Kokichi huffed.

"Guys, come on, please just stop arguing!" Shuichi pleaded. "Maybe we just need a break from each other for the night. We're still in shock after the execution and just need time to breathe and think." Suggesting an alternative, Shuichi hoped he'd stopped the argument from growing.

"I don't need time to think," Rantaro shouted. "I'm done with the fucking relationship."

"Yeah?! Well, I'm fucking done with you!" Kokichi screamed in retaliation as he stormed towards the bed, leaving the door open for anyone to leave if they wished. Shuichi expected him to faceplant into his pillow and cry, but Kokichi walked past the bed and punched the wall, hard. He cringed at the cracking as Kokichi shouted in frustration and pain.

Shuichi stared at the two with a misty-eyed expression, suffering whiplash from the sudden acceleration of the argument. Rantaro huffed and pushed away from the wall, strolling towards the dorm door. "Oh, and Shuichi, I love you but if you're going to support that... then I don't want you to speak or even look at me ever again."

"I... I love you both though..." Shuichi stared at the door as it slammed shut, the only noise in the room being Kokichi's heavy breathing and occasional hiccups. He didn't know what to do, Shuichi wanted to save the relationship but didn't want to force either of the others to continue if that wasn't what they wanted.

"Shuichi..." Kokichi whispered. He turned to see the purplette facing the wall with his head bowed, knuckles bright red as his hands lay limp at his sides.

"I'm not going anywhere Kokichi..." Shuichi mumbled, approaching the male and pulling him into a hug. Kokichi broke, turning and sobbing violently into Shuichi's chest.

"I don't want him to go! Can I fix this?!" Kokichi screamed.

"Ssh, ssh, he just needs time. Deep breaths. Let's go to bed and talk to him in the morning, I'm always going to be by your side..." Shuichi whispered as he stroked Kokichi's grey and purple hair. "Until the day I die."