The Heir Of Despair

Meeting For The Second Time- Prologue

Byakuya was bored. Oh so bored. He had been his whole life. Becoming heir was easy, boring, and maybe a bit entertaining at most. Actually being heir was even easier. His father always gave Byakuya easy work because he 'wasn't ready for it' and 'needed to focus on school'.

Oh please.

Byakuya could easily do both. Yet his father wouldn't let him. It was quite ironic, knowing how cruel his father was, yet he made sure that Byakuya wasn't overworked. He supposed he was the only one the old fool actually liked.

But that didn't make his life any less boring. And then he got an invitation from Hope's Peak Academy- a place that certainly wouldn't be boring. At least, that's what Byakuya thought. He was, unfortunately, proven wrong.

Until he wasn't and things got much less boring. It took quite a bit of hard work- and deceiving his father, which wasn't hard since the old man liked and trusted him- but here they were.

"Oh, this will be so wonderful despairing!" His partner- as in business partner- said as she twirled around in her chair, watching the camara's with that chesire grin of hers.

Byakuya hummed, "I sure hope it'll be. I spent quite a lot of money on this. It would be quite a shame if it didn't go as planned, Junko."

Junko scoffed slightly, "No need to doubt me. I planned this for years. Even someone as useless as Muku can't mess this up."

Mukuro stayed silent. She was good like that- she actually knew her place.

"If you say so," Byakuya said while picking at his nails, "But if something does go wrong, that will be your fault."

Junko pouted, "Aww, come on now, Kuya! That's beary mean of you."

Ugh.

Byakuya hated when she acted like this. He much preferred the analytical side of her, not this. Unfortunately, he had to deal with this side of her, even if every word that left her mouth grated his ears.

The heir gave her a slight glare, "This is not the time to act like that," He said in a cold tone. "We don't have much time left."

Junko sighed and turned her chair around, finally facing Byakuya. There was a slightly annoyed look on her face, though Byakuya could feel how excited she actually was. It was quite a rare sight, knowing how Junko was.

He supposed he could just let her be like this, even if it was annoying him. This was her plan after all, he was just providing her with whatever she needed.

And it would be wrong to say that he wasn't excited too. This was practically a more entertaining version of the game he played to become heir. And he could play it again, though not fully. He had some special rules to follow, otherwise it would be boring. It wouldn't be any fun if he immediately won- he had to give the others a chance at least.

And solving the murders would be fun. Oh, it would be wonderful. He already had a plan. One that he couldn't wait to execute. He'd make sure that plan would happen- and have a chance at happening. He wasn't sure how the motives would pack out after all.

But eventually he just sighed- he knew Junko was waiting for this. "Oh, forget what I said," He said as he waved his hand. "There's no time to argue too."

"Mhm. Our beloved classmates should wake up in half an hour. But before you go..." Junko said before snapping her fingers. "Get us some drinks, Muku."

With a bow of her head, Mukuro left the room. She still hadn't said a word.

"Ugh," Junko said with a long sigh. "Finally, she's gone."