Closed Spaces -- A Random Corpse Party One-Shot

Closed Spaces

Some quick info for those who don't know: Sakutaro Morishige is a student from Kisaragi Academy. He's known for his acting. Masato Fukuroi is the student council president of Byakudan. In Corpse Party: Book of Shadows, the stuff explained in the beginning happens. But Morishige does go off on his own. Not here. And the title of this story is a pun. If you get it, great. If not... It doesn't totally matter. Okay... I wrote this because of a long story. But the boredom and mood made me want to. It's kind of cringeworthy. It's not even a ship I would like... Die for. I just think "hey, they're similar. Why not?" With that all said and done... Enjoy. Or not.

Sakutaro Morishige was as unfortunate as any other living soul in Heavenly Host Elementary. He was searching for his beloved friend, Mayu Suzumoto, but just couldn't seem to find her. After spending a lot of time searching alone, he had met another person named Taguchi and promised him he would work together with him. They were separated for an hour. During that time, the actor met two other individuals, who were much more tolerable than Taguchi. Their names were Mitsuki Yamamoto and Masato Fukuroi, and they were from Byakudan Senior High. The three of them agreed to work together for a short while...

But things didn't work out the way Morishige had originally thought.

When Mitsuki and Fukuroi heard their classmate, Emi Urabe, scream from a distance, Mitsuki refused to leave her alone...

And Fukuroi did the same to Morishige, even though he continuously told him he'd be fine on his own.

The two boys continued to search the building, until they found a small room.

"Look here, Morishige. I don't think we've seen this room yet. Perhaps your friend is in here?"

"Hmm, maybe. I suppose we should go inside and take a peek."

Fukuroi nodded and grabbed the door knob. For some reason, he had no trouble getting the door open.

"Heh. That was easy... Weird, huh?"

Morishige just stared ahead and nodded his head.

"Strange."

He walked into the room with Fukuroi behind him. It really was small... Maybe the size of a larger bathroom.

Two people being in the room at once felt strangely uncomfortable for Morishige, and he turned to leave the room...

But the door was now locked.

"Blast...! We're stuck in here, Fukuroi."

The President held his hand to his chest, and nodded.

"It appears we are... But..."

Morishige raised his eyebrows in confusion. What could Fukuroi possibly be thinking?

"But what?"

"Well..."

Then, without warning, Fukuroi edged closer to Morishige until he managed to have him against the wall. He didn't actually touch him, but just cornered him.

"...I honestly don't think I can complain."

Morishige was even more uncomfortable, now, and he tried to get Fukuroi to move away. He was stubborn, though, and wouldn't budge.

"Fukuroi! Have you gone mad?!"

A small smile crept onto the President's face as he laughed a little.

"No, not yet."

"I disagree! You're... Cornering me! Haven't you heard of personal space?!"

Fukuroi lifted Morishige's chin with one hand, and smirked.

"I don't know. Probably..."

"STOP...! Don't touch me!"

Morishige kept trying to shake Fukuroi off, but to no avail. The President was persistent.

He didn't say anything else as he leaned in closer...

And then he whispered in the actor's ear.

"You're really attractive... Don't tell anyone I told you that. Let Suzumoto tell you... I'm sure she thinks the same thing, hmm?"

Morishige didn't know how to respond as his face went really red. He was mortified.

"W-what...?! Don't mess around with me at a time like this!"

"I'm not. I'm being sincere."

"Fukuroi...! This isn't funny!"

"Well, good. I'm not trying to be funny. I don't think I can be any more straightforward..."

Morishige's face felt just as red as the blood of the corpses around the school, and he couldn't even find words.

Fukuroi moved away from his ear, and Morishige thought he was done...

Until he was proven wrong.

Fukuroi had planted his lips against Morishige's, and they were gently brushing his.

"...S-sto--"

Morishige tried to stop Fukuroi again... But still didn't succeed. After a few seconds, he realized it wasn't as bad as he had made it out to be...

It was actually really nice...

Morishige found himself pressing against Fukuroi, and they switched places. He had Fukuroi cornered now.

He pulled back with a sly grin on his face.

"...How do you like it?"

Fukuroi returned the expression, and spoke playfully.

"Better than you probably did."

"Let's see about that."

Morishige took initiative this time around, and found himself kissing Fukuroi for a long while. It got to the point where both of them had their arms wrapped around each other, and they lost focus on balancing and fell to the floor.

They didn't stop. They kept going at it.

"We're going to die here..."

Morishige shrugged his shoulders in dismissal.

"Probably... But it's likely we'll be killed at the same time. That doesn't bother me."

"Heh... Me neither."

End.