A Danganronpa One-Shot Collection

A Grumpy Yakuza's Bold Move!

This is a Peko x Fuyuhiko one-shot, and it is told in Fuyuhiko's POV. Thank you for reading!

NOTE: This is before the Tragedy.

I had been sitting alone in the lunchroom, when I heard a familiar loud and perky voice getting closer to me, and I flinched as soon as she jumped onto the table. It shook my lunch, and made me want to punch her in the face more than usual.

"What do you want?"

Ibuki grinned.

"Ibuki would like you to come to the gym tonight! It'll be a blast!"
"Hell no."

Her expression dropped, and she began to pout.

"C'moooon Fuyuhiko, Ibuki is holding a par-tay, and would just hate if you missed out on it!"
"I already said no, dammit! I don't want to go to one of your parties!"
"Ibuki thinks you're just stubborn! You're missing out on the delightful years of your youth! This party is going to be extra special!"
"Huh? Special? What do you mean by that?"
"It's gonna be a party where all us girls dress up in lovely dresses and dance with pretty men in suits! Of course, Ibuki will obviously play music perfectly suited for the ultra special occasion! We're going to the next grade, and it calls for a celebration!"
"Who're you inviting...?"
"Everyone!"
"E-Everyone?! Then count me out! Just as I said before, I'm not coming!"
"Aww, you're not...? Even when I made sure to get all the girls together to make sure Peko will look super cute tonight..."

I nearly choked on the water I was drinking.

"Wh-What?!"
"Ah-ha! I've got your attention now, Fuyuhiko! Hehehe, I knew you'd come! Be sure to dress as handsome as you can!"

She skipped off, humming happily. I groaned.

How did I get roped into this...? I didn't even agree! But...Peko in a dress...

I felt a blush creep onto my skin.

I bet...she would look really...pretty.

"I can't believe I'm actually doing this..."

- - -

After school was over, I headed back to my dorm to pick out a suit.

I settled on a tux that looked pretty similar to my usual outfit, but it was white and instead of a black tie, I wore a white bow tie. A few minutes of fiddling with my hair passed, and I noticed how nervous I was.

It's just Peko, right? In...a dress...

I hit myself on the head.

Get a grip, man! What're you, afraid?! Yakuza's don't get scared of girls in pretty dresses, you dumb ass!

I took a deep breath, and walked to the gym.

I had expected the worst, and there it was.

Most of the people had already showed up, and Ibuki was screeching on stage, colorful lights flashing everywhere. It hurt my ears, and my body shook at the bass that blasted behind her "singing." I recognized a few people that were getting punch, and I sighed when I saw Akane shoveling tons of assorted snacks down her throat.

It didn't take Ibuki very long to realize I had arrived, and when she did realize, she immediately jumped off of the stage and sprinted toward me. The sound the mic made when she dropped it was minimal, at least she remembered to switch it off.

She glomped onto me, making me flinch, and try to push her off.

"Fu~! Yu~! Hi~! Ko~! Ibuki is glad you made it!"
"Get off of me!"
"Aw, okay, okay...well, lemme tell you," she smirked and whispered into my ear, "Peko's not done being dressed up yet, but Sonia, Mahiru, and Chiaki have been hard at work! I bet she'll look so dazzling, you'll be blinded!"
"...You think so?"
"Heck yeah! Also, another thing," a mischievous grin appeared on her face, "Ibuki thinks you should dance with her."