•☆Monokuma's Special motive☆• [REWRITE]

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☆•Special•☆

•Kokichi's POV•

"Oma-kun are you ok? Your not eating your food.."

"Hm? Yea I'm ok Saihara-Chan! Like I said before, I just have a small appetite!" I replied.

Saihara-Chan looked down at his almost cleared plate. The sight disgusted me though I didn't let it show how i felt.

"I suppose I could "fix" the problem after this damn motives over."

I looked back down at my bowl and decided it wouldn't hurt to have just a few more bites considering what i currently ate wouldn't affect my body but rather Saihara's. Every bite seemed a bit harder to swallow, i guess i wasn't to used to it. After a few more bights i pushed my bowl away and rested my head on my hand to avoid any possibility of communicating with these god awful people, that might be a bit of a stretch...

I soon found myself lost in thought when i felt a small tapping on my shoulder. As i whipped my head around the person standing there was non other than... Saihara-Chan.

"Oh Saihara-Chan! You scared me! Just kidding that was a lie!"

Saihara-Chan let's out a small sigh before he found the right words to respond.

"I-I was wondering if you want to walk around the court yard with me for a bit? We don't have anything else to do..." He trailed off.

I sat back in surprise. Was he actually wanting to hang out with me? I didn't hesitate. I replied with an obnoxious smile and latched myself to his arm, leading us outside. As we walked and talked i couldn't help but feel it was calming. It felt like there was no killing game and it was just us. It felt...special.

•Shuichi's POV•

I was enjoying myself and finding it nice to be able to spend precious time with Kokichi like this. Normally, he would have forced me to play torturous games with him or he would talk nonsense, i would still participate regardless. Kokichi seemed to have been genuinely enjoying himself. As we continued to walk Kokichi suddenly stopped and crouched down to pick something up. He got back up and started running back up to me yelling my name.

He caught back up and he grabbed my hand and placed a small, yellow flower in it. He then looked back at me with a gentle smile and closed my hand. I felt my face turn a deep shade of red.

"Why was I feeling like this? I suppose it's a bit strange but i only see him as a friend..."

I pulled my hand back and placed the flower In my back pocket. We continued to walk until Kokichi decided to start another conversation, curing the awkward silence.

"Hey Shumai, why do you think monokuma gave us such a strange motive? It seems kind of pointless to me." He says shifting his gaze to the glass dome that covered the school.

"I honestly don't know Kokichi..."

"Maybe the motive isn't for us to get us to cause another murder but to make us grow closer together. Maybe if we got closer together when one of us dies it would cause more despair...hypothetically speaking of course!"

I look back at Oma-kun and we make eye contact. I heard a hint of sadness in his voice as he said that. As I opened my mouth to say something reassuring, Kokichi seemed to reach down to the place where his scarf would have normally been, forgetting it wasn't there. I couldn't help but ask him:

"Why are you reaching for your scarf?"

"It's kinda like a comfort, I guess."

Was he just honest with me? He looked just as surprised as i did and quickly turned away.

"Do you want it back, it wouldn't hurt-" I reach down to untie the handkerchief.

"NO! I mean- don't worry about it, just don't..."

"well ... that was awkward.." 

My headache seems to come back and i started to loose my balance. I lean onto Kokichi's arm to support myself. He seemed to notice something was up and he walked us over to a large bench with brick supports and a brick roof covered in lavender flowers, Wisteria's.

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