Makoto Naegi × Junko Enoshima [Seven Weeks Of Despair] (Part 1)

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(A/N): This was requested by TheRealMonokuntNaegi. Okay, I'm excited for this one, mainly because it's.. nah, anyways, lets get started! Leggooo, Eggoos..!

~○~Makoto's P.O.V.~○~

"Makoto..? Are you awake..?" My eyes shot open at the smell. A cloth was put to my nose and mouth. It's stench was strong.

"Oh, you are." I recognized the voice, but my thoughts were too jumbled from the strong smell. "Well, you should be thanking me, I didn't kill you."

"J-Junko-" My hands went to my mouth to uncover it.

"It can speak!" The figure neared me in the pitch darkness. "So glad!"

"Wh-What am I d-doing here..?" I looked around, but nothing was there. At all.

"Well, I tried to kidnap money bags Togami first, but that didn't work out. Then, the serial killer, but she's insane. Then, donut tits, but she was useless, the stoner was.. complete garbage, I wish he had died. Oh, and the cup-of-noodles one, the girl that bathes in purple, Ms.Poker Face." I felt her get closer.

"O-Okay, why didn't you get Kyoko..?"

"Well, Cup-of-noodles wasn't as hopeful as you. And she's more intimidating then you are." Her face was mere inches from mine.

"Oh. You decided on me because..?"

"You were," the shadow of her fingers was in my face. "A, less annoying, B, more hopeful, and C, weak. I could steal you with my own hands."

"Well then.." I backed myself to a wall.

"Ugh.. yeah.." She sounded depressed. "My plan was supposed to be foolproof, but cup-of-noodles found out that you were gone ten minutes later.. She decided on a search party for you, which is why I had to change the location."

"H-Huh..?" I checked my pockets for my items, of course they weren't there. "Where.. was the original place?"

"So glad you asked!" Too peppy and happy now, she's making a cute voice. "It was 'Hope's Peak High School'! I was gonna blow it up after, but after she found out I decided that it would be too obvious! So, I brought you here!" I think that her arms flew up to present the pitch darkness proudly.

"Where is here, Junko..?" I felt around and something felt like a couch.

"Well, do you remember the island?" Junko asked.

"We're on Jabberwack island?!"

"No, we're not there, we're where I had your sister, idiot." She flicked a light switch. I was touching a couch, and I looked like an actual idiot.

"This is where you had kept my sister all this time..?" I took a look around. "Komaru lived here all that time? Where is she now?!" It was nicely kept, clean, roomy. It had a kitchen table, a room for her, without the distractions of the outside world. Nice.

"Huh? Oh, she escaped.. I really am useless, huh?" Her depressed voice, again.

"I-I-I have to get out of here.. really.. I.. need.. to.. leave!" Then, I started running. I ran as fast as I could to the door, and it opened with a swift movement of my wrist. Or, at least, It should have opened.

"Oh, yeah! I locked it from the outside. With a bomb tied to it, so when you open it, It explodes. Same for the window!" She sounded like a prepubescent boy, similar to my voice, though I hate to admit it.

"Wh-What..?! Are you insane?! How will we get out of here, then!?" I tried to look outside the slot to see if she was lying or not.

"Will, we? Makoto Naegi, I'm flattered. Although, let's keep this relationship business-like, understood?" She sounded like a teacher.

"I-I didn't mean like that! Promise!"

"Oh, I know, but it's so much fun to mess with you, Makoto dearest." She was making an impression of Monokuma.

"Wh-Why me..?" I sighed in defeat. She's not gonna let me out.

"I gave you the reasons earlier. Did I not? Hm..?" She leaned in closely.

"W-Well, yes. Y-You did.." I curled up in a small ball.

"Don't be sad.." her hand ran along my face. And...

She Slapped Me. "Feel despair, prepubescent bitch!"

  I felt my slapped cheek, which still stung. I sat there, shocked. "D-Despair. That's what this was all about.. huh.."

"Yeah, that's what this is all about.. go ahead, be angry.. I don't mind.." She stared at me sadly.

"I-I-I'm sorry! I didnt mean to upset y-" I then immediately stopped talking.

"Huh, you apologized." She took a glance at the ground then back at me. "What. A. Sap." Her unsettling grin startled me.

"Huh..?!" She backed me into a corner, literally and figuratively. All these different 'personalities' of hers made it hard to be me, as I wasn't sure which of them would like me.

"What's wrong?" She took a seat Next to me, she had her hair up in one ponytail and wore glasses.

"Uh.. well..." She looked like a teacher. So reassuring. "You're personalities are.. worrisome.." I admitted.

"Why?"

"Well.. because I don't know how to act.. you see. There's so many parts to you.." I avoided her gaze, hoping to not make eye contact with her piercing blue eyes.

"Oh. I see." Her words flew around my mind like a hurricane. Only I was in my house, away from the hurrican-e, as if I were only a bystander. "So, it is me that worries you?"

Something clicked inside my head. I guess it is her fault. "I guess so..?"

"Well then.." She leaned down in front  of me (No. Not that leaning down.) and put her surprisingly soft fingers on my chin, lifting it up. "I'm sorry." She grinned, she was no longer the teacher. She was.. Junko. Junko Enoshima, Ultimate Despair. She had thrown her glasses to the ground, cracking them. She also had enough time to the her hair back in two ponytails.

"What..?" Suddenly, I felt her hand go over my cheek, until I felt a slap. This one more painful then the last. It felt as if a bundle of rose thorns had pricked me.

"Oops! My hand slipped!" She let out a laugh. "How did that make you feel? Sad? Depressed? Angry? Or.. did it give you," she said the word slowly, letting all the syllables slip off her tounge smoothly. "despair?"

"You.. betrayed me.." I looked away from her, not wanting to even take another glance. "Where do I stay?" I asked as I looked around.

"In your titless sisters room!" Another version of her pointed to a door.

"Okay. See you then." I then walked away, of course I was overreacting. I made it seem like that. Honestly, I didnt care if she loved or hated me. As long as I get out of here. Everything's okay.

(A/N): Yay! I did it. Since I don't want it to be too much over 1,000 words, I'll make a part 2. K byeanora!!!

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