Komahina One Shots

-9-

A/N:  hi guys!  Part 9 whoooo!  For plot's sake, just pretend that Izuru came about later and Komaeda and the rest of them never became the Ultimate Despair.  The first game still happened, but I guess the second one didnt?  Idk, I'm not making sense to myself either XD

He was gone.  He was gone.  He was gone.  He was gone.  He was gone.  He was gone.  He was gone.  He was gone.  He was gone.  He was gone.  He was gone.  He was gone.  He was gone.  He was gone.

Those three words kept repeating in my head, yet I could not grasp them.  Not comprehend their meaning.  I couldn't understand.  I didn't want to understand.  I wanted him to come back.  To lay next to me.  To tell me everything was going to be alright.  But that was never going to happen.

And worst of all, the fate that he received was worse than death.  He was changed.  Changed horribly.  Changed drastically.  It made me want to cry, but I refused to let despair overcome me.  It's what Junko would have wanted.

My Hajime.  My sweet, loving, kind, handsome, caring Hajime was gone.  He was replaced by someone.  Someone that wasn't him, but still inhabited his body.  There was no trace of the original Hajime left.  All that was left was Izuru Komakura.

Now Hajime wasn't an ultimate.  He had no talent in which the school recognized him for.  He was a reserve course student, the second class citizens of Hope's Peak Academy.  And even though I held the Ultimates above all others, almost to the point of worship.  But even though Hajime had no talent, I still loved him.  He was the only one that could ever love trash like me.  And he was the only one that I could have ever loved.  But now my darling Hajime is gone.  Gone for good.

Izuru Komakura.  The founder of Hope's Peak.  That's who they named this new Hajime after.  By they I mean the scientists at the school.  They completely changed his brain.  Took our all emotion and feeling.  Gave him an only rational and logical mindset.  He had no personality.  He was devoid of humanity.  I hate him.  I want my Hajime back.

I looked around the room that Hajime and I used to share.  There were quite a few framed pictures of us together scattered throughout the space, reminding me of all of our wonderful memories together. 

I finally succumbed to the tears.  I let them roll down my cheeks as I let out hicced sobs that echoed through my dark and empty house.  I started rocking back and forth, the same three words repeating in my mind once more:  he was gone.

---------------------------------------------------------I remembered.  But I couldn't think of reasoning.  What logical reason would be behind me spending so much time with such a useless and pathetic being as that boy?  There was none. 

And now he was crying over me.  He was weak.  Useless.  He was, as he had said, trash.  The human race would have been so much better if he had never been born.  And I wouldn't have wasted so many worthless years with him.  But I couldn't shake the feeling....

---------------------------------------------------------"Hajime Hinata,"
---------------------------------------------------------
"Nagito Komaeda,"
================================ "I miss you."

A/N:  if you couldn't tell, a line of ----- means the POV is switching (first one is in Komaeda's, second one is Izuru, and so on and so forth), and the line of ===== meant that it was both of them saying it/ both of their POVs.  I hope that you enjoyed!