Hidden Meanings

Of School Memories Tainted In Blood [Danganronpa]

UnchainedHeart a bunch of little drabbles that came up in my head here and there with different characters and different AU's. I may mention canon characters.

Aruto & Shigi:

The two were prepping for the return of their second year to their school: Hope's Peak Academy.

"Lady Shigi," Aruto called, appearing just as he tugs his pristine, white glove onto his left hand. "Are you ready?"

The girl didn't pay attention to him, her eyes were attached to the mirror as she fiddled with her braid.

Aruto stalked on over, taking her bow in one hand and her unfinished braid in the other. With precise hands, he started weaving the hair into the same pattern.

Yawning, one hand pressed over her mouth, Shigi blinked sleepily at the mirror, in which she cannot hear Aruto, but only see, since her hearing aids, always used on the first day so she can see how to pronounce names, were on the table in front of her.

"We will be late," Aruto said in sign language, but his expression was as composed as ever, finding no reason to leave if his mistress didn't.

Shigi tugged the braid forward for inspection, her eyes flickering in joy as she signed back out of thanks.

"Thank you!"

Shino & Toshi

Toshi was not aware of the fact that this large man seems to recognize him- Shino was a rather big fan of the acrobat, or, at least, his family was.

It was odd to everyone, as they walked side by side- the small boy with hardly any presence at all, and the big, rather burly man with a dominating one (who's a big softie).

Somehow, they found each other's presence strangely comforting. Toshi, who's aura was not one loud and boisterous, rather calm and inward. Shino, who seemed like the man with a loud booming voice instead of the stutter he had.

Nikko & Ryo

On the island, currently taking residence in the restaurant, the two Ultimates seemed to have taken up the roles of a guardian: watching over the others.

Nikko stared off into the distance while Ryo pricked himself on his own needle, watching the blood well up with no expression.

"I see Hottie Number Three," the ski jumper droned, his eyes flashing to the orange-headed girl out on a run. His body language didn't change at all except for the slight lift of his head from his palm.

Ryo merely bobbled his head up and down in response, pressing his other finger to the cut to stop the bleeding and looking up.

The genealogist pulled himself from his spot, looking over Nikko's own head from where he was sitting, slouched over.

"Do you think Hottie Number Three would appreciate if I said what I thought about her...?"

A shift of Ryo's hand. It moved from the chair to flick Nikko squarely in the forehead.

"Don't be stupid."

Mastermind! Hibiki & Ame

It was a chilly Friday night when blood stained Hibiki's lips.

"I hate you, I hate you, I hate you~" Hibiki sang, looking at his bloodstained fingers that had bled from the cuts he had cut in with a knife. "Why won't you love me?"