Kokichi Angst Oneshots

Help Me (Makoto Angst)

A.U: Makoto×Togami, Killing game. Takes place after Ch. 3.

(I know that this is for Kokichi, but I would rather not make hundreds of books that only have a few part. I hope you like this chapter either way.)

Makoto walked through the school that they were trapped in. He was trying to figure out if he wanted to tell the others about Sakura Ogami. He knew that she had her reasons. She wanted to keep her family safe.

An idea popped into his head. He rushed to his room. Most of the others were on the 4th floor. When he got to his room, he locked the door and took the notepad out. He ripped the paper out and started to write.

Sakura,
I want to talk to you in private. Meet me in the bath house locker room tomorrow. I saw what happened with you and Monokuma. I don't blame you for doing it though. I just want to talk.
Makoto.

He folded the paper and slipped it his pocket. During dinner, he slipped it to Sakura. He hoped that he would get to talk to her.

After dinner, Makoto returned to his room. He layed on the bed and tried to fall asleep. Something was keeping him awake. He never had this much trouble sleeping. Turning over, he managed to fall asleep after about an hour.

Late at night, Makoto woke up. He didn't move. Something told him not to move yet. He heard someone moving. He closed his eyes and acted like he was asleep.

A sharp pain exploded in his leg. Makoto violently turned and saw a person in a Momokuma mask. They had a large chest and were wearing a long lab coat. They were about five and a half feet. Their nails were long and they held a bloody knife in their hand.

Makoto knew they had stabbed him in the leg. They tried to stab him in the stomach. Makoto manage to grab the knife, but it still sunk a few inches into chest chest.

He yelled out in pain. The mask person wrenched the knife out of his hands and managed to stab him in the his arm. They let go of the knife, leaving it in lodged in his arm, and fled.

Makoto vision swam. Thanks to the soundproof wall, no one would hear him scream. He realized that he forgot to lock the door. His blood soaked into his clothes.

He did his best to breath. He had to stay awake. The pain clouded his thoughts. He repeatedly counted to ten. He was in to much pain. With his injuried leg, he doubted that he could move. His vision was going dark.

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Sakura looked at the note. She decided to walk with Makoto to breakfast. In the morning, she waited about ten minutes after the morning announcement. She walked to Makoto's room an knocked on the door.

He didn't answer. She knocked again. When she turned the door nob, the door opened. She was getting worried. It was only a few days after the third case.
When she walked into the room, she gasped.

Makoto was asleep, clutching his arm. His clothes were covered in blood. He had stab wounds in his left arm, right leg and in his chest. The one on his chest was shallow, but the ones in his arms and legs were deep. A knife was still in his left arm.

"Makoto!" She rushed over and put her hand to his neck. When she felt a pulse, she sighed in relief.

Makoto groaned and opened his eyes. They were clouded with pain. "S-sakura?"

She nodded. "Who did this to you? Did you see their face?"

Makoto tried to sit up, but he coughed out a bit of blood.