Danganronpa One-Shots (1,2,3,v3)

Sayaka Maizono × Fem!Reader [Don't Be Jealous]

(A/N) No, I do not necessarily hate Sayaka. Okay? But, I dislike her. Slightly. This title is going to change alot from Voice Of An Angel to something else probably. Legoooo!!

"Oh (N)~!" Sayaka called out in a sing-songy voice, stretching out the noun. (Ex. Aaaaaaamy~!)
"Sayaka, what a pleasure!" I said, wrapping my arms around my girlfriends slim body.
"I hope that wasn't sarcasm, (N)." She said as she pecked at my lips.
Sayaka Maizono, Ultimate Pop Sensation. (N) (L/N), Ultimate Parody Maker. Odd, huh? Why would Sayaka Maizono have a girlfriend that makes parodies of people's songs and original content? I don't know either, so, if you find the answer, let me know. It all started on that day. Eight months ago.

~○~Flash Back~○~

  (N) sat at a table, listening to her favorite bands. What she was really doing, was deciding on which one to make into a parody. She decided on a pop song. One by the high school pop sensation, Sayaka Maizono, who went to the same school as (N). After choosing the song, she tossed some ideas left to right about what it should be about, when someone entered the library's oak doors.
"Oh, Sayaka?" (N) heard from the librarian in the room. Her eyes widened as she began to hide all she had written down about Sayaka's songs parody.
"Uh, is this seat taken?" (N) heard from above her. Her head lifted up slowly, revealing the pop star.
"N-No.." She muttered.
"What're you doing?" Sayaka found a paper with her song list. "Oh? Are you a fan?" She asked with a smile.
  (N) nodded meekly, as she was lying. Although she did enjoy the pop stars songs, she was more into (Music Genre). "I.. love your songs!" She said realisticly.
"I feel like I've seen you before.." Sayaka said, tapping her chin lightly.
"Uh, I go to Hopes Peak." (N) replied.
"Really? Oh my god! Me too!" Sayaka said, grabbing  (N)s arm happily. "I'm the Ultimate Pop Sensation!" She said. "And you are..?
"Ultimate.." The (H/C) haired girl hesitated on telling the idol her true talent. "Parody Maker.. (N) (L/N)."
"Oh," Sayaka looked at the paper with her songs once more. "These.. you were gonna make a parody out of them... weren't you?"
"W-Well.."
"That's so cool! Maybe I can help you pitch some ideas?! What about.. if we choose this one, and make it about aluminum foil! Then government conspiracies?" Sayaka suggested.
"I.. had something like that written down.." The parodist nodded at the pop star, and gave her a genuine smile. "Lets get started, yeah?"

~○~ End Of Flash Back~○~

  Since then, Sayaka and I became great friends, things escalated quickly and we started dating a month later, although, I did think that she had a crush on that Makoto guy, she reassured me that she didn't.
"Well.. I mean," I hid my face in the crook of her small neck, smiling.
"That's not a specific answer, dear." Sayaka responded, kissing my head lightly.
"Love you." I smiled as I continued working on my newest project that some people recommended I do. It was a song from an Artist named, Justin Timberlak. I seated myself on a spinning black chair that Sayaka had bought me for my 19th birthday.
"What're you working on, (L/N)-kun?"
"Newest parody." I opened a fat yellow folder with all the information on his songs.
"Who's songs are these?" Sayaka asked, looking through the folder. Shit. She's the jealous type.
"Justin Timberlak." I replied calmly.
"Who's that?" She was slightly pissed.
"A singer, songwriter, a person?" I replied coldly.
"D-Don't be smart with me, (N)!" She pointed at me angrily.
"I'm telling you the truth, Sayaka!" Dropping the file on the table, I got up from the spinning chair.
"Uh-huh! Of course! You probably have a crush on him, (L/N)!" She scowled at me and held her heart defensively.
"No I do not." I reassured her, but something else wanted to come out. "What about you and Makoto, huh?!" I was going to cry, we usually had these arguments, often too, but usually not this bad.
"I told you, it's not like that!" She bit her lip angrily. "I told you! I told you! I told you! I told you!" Her voice cracked at the end. Sayaka Maizono was going to cry.
"Sayaka! Come back!" She began to walk away to her bedroom, quickening her pace. "Please! I didn't mean it!" I chased after her, but she made it to her room first and locked the door.
"No!" She yelled form the door, sobs being heard easily.
"W-Well.." I looked around for her phone that she had left. "I got your phone!" Tears fell down my face. "I can look through your text messages.." I mumbled.
"I hate you!" Sayaka's words were muffled from the door space between us.
"Makoto... Naegi..?" I muttered to myself after finding out the simple password to her phone, and looking through the messages. I clicked on his name, she had him as, "Naegi-kun".
"Naegi-kun: u guys broke up?
Me: yeah, it's a shame..
Naegi-kun: I'm so sry! We can go to dinner if you want?
Me: sounds great! See you then!"
  Tears began to form in my  (E/C) eyes. We broke up? When? I wants informed about this.
"Me: Hello? Makoto Naegi?
Naegi-kun: Sayaka?
Me: No, it's her girlfriend, (N).
Naegi-kun: Did you guys get back together?
Me: We never separated.
Naegi-kun: So, she lied?
Me: yeah, sorry Naegi-kun.
Naegi-kun: What?
Me: That's what she calls you.
Naegi-kun: Uh, can you change it?
Me: Okay, Makoto.
Makoto: k, bye, hope you two don't have too much trouble.
Me: Me too.."
  I took a minute to regain my posture and breath to be able to gather my things. Bye, Sayaka. I sobbed uncontrollably, she was always caring, and overprotective. How could she!? My tears just rolled down my heartbroken face, like a river in the dessert. An idea poped into my head, let's leave her a message, now shall we? I grabbed her phone and wrote something in her alarm. Should go off in a minute or so. Good. I opened the door and slammed it shut behind me. Wake up call, baby.

~●~Time Skip~●~

~°~Sayaka's P.O.V.~°~

I wiped my tears from my face and opened the door slightly. The coast is clear. The door opened from a single touch, and my phone was out and on (N's) work desk. With a confused look on my face, I unlocked my phone to see a new text from Nae- wait, did she change it to Makoto? She looked through my phone.. shit... Makoto had texted me,
"Makoto: Sayaka, why did you lie?"
She told him everything. I looked through some texts she had sent him. Suddenly, a loud alarm sound exploded from my phone. Why did I set this? And when?
"Alarm: (N) is gonna fuck up your life, like you fucked up hers. Meet her at the place you were gonna meet, "Naegi-kun". ~Love, (N) [Revenge, bitch]"
"(N)?!" I shoved my phone in my pocket and opened the door with a slam. "You're.. fucking dead." I began to run to the old diner I was meeting Naegi-kun at, hoping that she wasn't there yet. Although, she had left a while ago- wait.. How did she find out where we were meeting? Tears began to weld up in my blue eyes, nervousness clouding my vision.
"Oh, hello! May I help you?" A woman at the restaurant asked after I had entered.
"Yes. Is there a table with Makoto Naegi and (N) (L/N)?" I asked, catching my breath.
"Oh? Are you the third wheel or something, dear?" The lady with a long ginger ponytail asked. He name tag said, "Chisa Yukizome."
"W-Well.. thanks.." Sighing, I walked over to the table she pointed at. There, I saw (N) and Naegi-kun.
"Oh, Sayaka." (N) gave me a sly smile as she rested her head on her fist. "Glad you could make it."
"Uh.. y-yeah." Naegi-kun scratched that back of his head nervously. "How have you been, with your amazing girlfriend?"
"Wh-What? You believed this b-bitch?" I pointed at her accusingly.
"I assured him that I was telling the truth, Sayaka."
"I... I'm sorry, (N).." I took a seat by her. "I shouldn't have done that.. until we actually are over."
"Continue."
"Love you."
"Fine. I'll forgive you this time. Not the next. You better savor this moment, dear."
"Trust me, I will." I wrapped my arms around her comforting body, hoping she returned the comforting hug.
"I love you too.."

~Extended Ending~

Makoto: The hell?

(N): What?

Makoto: What was that?

(N): Ugh.. I know.. I shouldn't have forgave her..

Makoto: Not that, how you left me out! I felt so.. awkward.

(N): Uh.. sorry? Do you want a hug, Ultimate Screams-Like-a-bitch?

Makoto: Nevermind..