DR-Seven minutes in heaven

7 Sayaka and Leon

Monokuma grinned, as he saw Sayaka and Naegi, hand in hand, walk out of the bathroom. He could feel the despair taking over the two poor ones, and especially Kirigiri, who hadn't left the bathroom yet.

"You have ten minutes beofre the next closet round", he shouted. "Because you are such wonderful students". He grinned, and his red eye was shining, with an evil tone.

Sayaka's wound had "calmed" down. Naegi had put a cold towel on her cheek, making it stop bleed. The wound was surprisingly small, almost impossible to see. He smiled hopefully, and leaned his back on the wall.

"Thanks", Sayaka smiled. "You're kind". She put away the cold towel, which was dripping of water and thick, red blood. Naegi didn't answer. He rather followed the others, walking around, glancing angrily at him. He sighed.

"Can the others stop soon?" he said. "We're a couple. Can't they be happy for us?"

"I know, I know", Sayaka said. "It's like they think I kissed you without you wanting it. How lame". Naegi froze, mumbling for himself.

"But that's exactly what happened". Sayaka didn't seem to hear his low mumbling, and smiled at him. Naegi sensed something weird and strange about her smile. It was like he hadn't seen her smile like this before. Or had he ignored the fact that she didn't smile with her eyes, but with her mouth? Was her smile even real? But did that matter, really? All that mattered, was thst they finally were a couple. Naegi sighed again.

"Look", Sayaka said, and pointed at Kirigiri, who was slowly walking towards the other girls. "She thinks she's so perfect. I think she's angry at me for being your girlfriend. I'm scared, Naegi". Naegi sighed.

"Don't worry", he said. He placed his arm around the blue haired girl. She smiled, closing her eyes. Naegi realized that Sayaka had fallen asleep on his shoulder. He looked at her. There was definetly something strange about her. She kind of seemed so much different, back at the school. As if she was much more real, back then. He sighed. Could something be wrong? "Sayaka?" he whispered. The blue haired girl didn't answer. He sighed happily. He stood up, laying her body at his hoodie, whoch he had taken off. Naegi slowly walked towards the closet, while Sayaka was sleeping at something she thought was Naegi's shoulder.

"Kirigiri-san", he said percise, as he walked slowly towards the closet. The purple haired girl didn't turn around. She was obviously not surprised. It was as if she knew that he would come, and talk to him. "Kirigiri-san", he repeated percise. His voice showed Kirigiri, that he was sorry.

The purple haired girl suddently turned around. Her face wasn't filled with tears. She had probably wiped away her wet tears. She had also fixed her hair, making it as beautiful as it was in the first closet round. She didn't smile at him. Not that he had expected her lips forming a smile, when she saw him, coming towards her, but she seemed lonely and somehow sad.

"Naegi-kun", she said. "I", she started.

"I'm sorry", Naegi said, before she managed to say anything more to him. She looked down at him (writer's note: Because he's smaller than her, get it?).

Kirigiri let out a sound. "Naegi", she said to him.

"You seem different", Naegi addmited.

"How so?"

"As if you're more willing to talk to me", Naegi answered. "Is it because of her?"

Kirigiri sighed. She nodded slowly, looking down at the cold floor. "I've been meaning to talk", Kirigiri said slowly. "But ever since you two started kissing all the time. I feel more useless". Naegi's heart sunk.

"Kirigiri-san", he whispered. Kirigiri didn't answer. She looked away, blishing emmidiately. Naegi sighed. "Look", he started.

"I don't want to be a part of her game", Kirigiri said slowly.