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Within a few minutes of hugging and small kisses, Himiko led Kokichi inside her small apartment.

Kokichi snuggled into the couch and changed channels, while Himiko made some tea not so far away in the kitchen.

"Man, it's been a few years and they still haven't caught me? What brainless losers." The boy snickered as Himiko rolled her eyes.

"Nyeh, don't say those things, Kichi. You may Jinx yourself. " Himiko placed two steaming cups of tea on a tray and walked into the living room. "Tea's done."

"Mm, thanks Cherry Blossom!" With a cheeky smile, Ouma pecked Himiko flushed cheeks.

"Nyehh.. you're welcome. So, what do you wanna watch-"

*Knock Knock* "OPEN UP ITS THE POLICE."

"Wha-!"

"OPEN UP THE DOOR."

"K-Kichi!? I thought you said you g-got rid of the c-cops!" Himiko whispered with worry at him.

"I did-! There's no way..-"

"IF YOU DON'T OPEN THIS DOOR, WE'RE GOING TO COME IN BY FORCE. YOU HAVE 3 SECONDS."

"Kokichi-!"

"Get up Himiko, come on!"

"1!"

Kokichi swiftly took his mask and put it back on, then he grabbed Himiko's hand and they charged towards the balcony.

"2!"

Kokichi hopped over the ledge of the balcony and held out his hand.

"Come on Himiko."

The girl trembled from fear and shock, "What?! A-Are you crazy-"

"Himiko, please!" He grabbed her hand, leaving her with no choice but to jump over.

"3!"

As the door was busted down, Kokichi and Himiko jumped.

Himiko yelped, clinging to Kokichi who held her by the waist as they flew down the building.

'I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die-"

Himiko hid her face in her lover's neck as tears pricked her eyes. She could hear the sirens below, and every ounce of her body was filled with fear.,

She squeezed her eyes shut, Kokichi shuffling around as guns were fired. Himiko felt a bullet fly past her as Kokichi - she thinks - swung around.

The sirens that blared slowly faded as they kept shuffling and swinging. The gunshots, that nearly missed the duo, stopped, and within a short notice Himiko felt ground beneath her.

"Himiko..?"

The soft voice whispered. She felt a cold yet soft hand brush her hair out of her face.

"You can open your eyes. We're safe now."

The redhead slowly opened her eyes to stare at the boy in front of her. His hair was messy, unruly, and tangled from the wind. His mask was in the ground besides them, and a grappler gun on the other side.

"K..Kichi.." she sobbed, tightly engulfing him in a hug. A feeling of safety washed over her like rippling waves as tight arms wrapped around her.

"It's alright Himiko.. Shh.." She couldn't stop sobbing, Kokichi's hand rubbing her back soothingly.

The two sat on top of a building rooftop, Himiko cradled in Ouma's arms.

It was so stupid.

How did Himiko ever fall in love with such a criminal..?

•A/N: So there's Part Two- I never intended for there to be a part two of this, but nevertheless, you ask, I serve! So OumenoSimp, here's your Part Two- :)

Also, I had to repost because of a glitch, so apologies!•