[Byakuya Togami X Celestia Lundeburg.]
After being captured by the Warriors of Hope, Byakuya Togami spends his time in what could be considered a prison. His thoughts are plagued by something that doesn't even exist anymore.
The scrap of metal against metal caused me to lift my head.
"Here you go, demon."
I saw a flash of blue before their footsteps faded away, but stubbornly remained where I was sitting, my eyes instead trained on the wall, not the food.
Today was day three.
Three days since I had given Komaru Naegi the Hacking Gun, three days since I was overrun by Monokumas, three days since I was put into this cell.
Releasing a sigh, I leaned my head back, trying to ignore the cramp in my neck.
A sharp jab in my neck caused me to jerk forward, and I glanced behind me, locating the screw jutting out of the wall immediately. The pain that flickered across my nerves reminded me of her nails.
The pale walls didn't help- she herself was pale, as was her lipstick, which was the same color of the wall.
"Ah, Togami-kun."
"What are you doing here, Ludenberg?"
Celestia Ludenberg smiled coyly, tucking the small slip of paper away into the folds of her dress and brought a hand to her lips. "My, are you really that interested in my actions?"
"You actions are a lie," I said, cold creeping into my tone. "Just like your words are."
She cocked an eyebrow, lips curving into something resembling a smile. "Is there anything I said to offend you, then?"
"No."
"Then I don't understand why you are picking an argument with me."
I took my time in walking up to Celestia, and looking down at her. I was just above six foot, so it was normal that I mostly looked down to look people in the eye, but Celestia was shorter then most, her drills barely reached the top of my nose.
"I asked you a simple question. What are you doing here?"
"If I said I was researching the mastermind behind this game, would you believe me?"
It was the first time she had called it a game. Most of the time she called it a test of survival.
Meeting her red eyes evenly, I responded. "No. The dust on the desk I saw you sitting at earlier is undisturbed. Had you had a book with you, it would probably have marks from where the book cleared the dust."
"Hm, interesting ,it seems you can see through my lie. But I was enjoying the silence before morning, before Ishimaru-kun woke up and went knocking from each door to the next."
I frowned at the thought. I did not like waking up earlier, but both Monokuma's announcement and the said Ultimate Hall monitor's knocking roused me from my sleep.
"I still don't believe you. What was that slip of paper from earlier?"
Celestia blinked her eyes prettily. Every movement was one of grace, even the slightest tilt of her head.
"I believe your talent was the Ultimate Affluent Prodigy, not the Ultimate Detective."
I was unprepared for when her nails brushed against my eyelashes. I resisted the urge to jump back, but Celestia only smiled.
"Your eyes are very inquisitive, Togami-kun."
I said nothing, just staring at her.
"If you're trying to flirt with me to get my mind off of what you're doing, it's not working."
"Oh? I've always been proud of my ability to flirt."
"You shouldn't," I replied bluntly. "Why are you?"
"Well, because..."
A shudder ran down my back as Celestia straightened up, on her tippy-toes, and carefully tilted my head down.
Now, our noses were almost brushing, and her ruby-red eyes were less then centimeters from mine.
"Because I'm okay with doing this," she whispered at last, and I was about to push her away when her lips brushed mine.
I hadn't ever kissed anyone before- the moment was fleeting, yet slow.
"..."
"Your first, I assume?" Celestia tapped my nose, and I realized that my hand was cupped over her shoulder. I quickly dropped it down to my side, a scowl claiming my features as I stared at her, moving backwards.
Silence still painted my mouth, but I settled for a heavy glare, which she paid no attention to. Just like that, she turned on her heel and disappeared out the door.
"Good night, Togami-kun."
Celestia Ludenberg.
The Ultimate Gambler, whose's foolish slip-up cost her, her life.
What a imbecile.
Nonetheless, I felt the smile on my lips.
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