A Random Book Of Danganronpa One Shots

A liar's truth (Oumasai)

(yep it's another Oumasai oneshot)

It was a midsummer day, flowers were blooming and birds were singing in a beautiful soothing melody. Honking of car horns occasionally filled the air as people went about their daily lives. The city was usually bursting with a busy atmosphere and standing proudly in the centre was a lush green park. Despite it's location it was usually secluded and idyllic, the perfect dating spot for both Kokichi and Shuichi. The place they both first met, a place that holds precious memories. They remember their first encounter in front of the marble white fountain, bursting out crystal clear water which refracted the light creating the illusion of a rainbow. The coins of silver and copper dotted the floor of the fountain, containing the wishes of those who had tossed them in. Slightly crisped leaves on the trees scratched against one another in the breeze, causing one to occasionally snap off and gentlely drift to the ground. The way Ouma proudly announced how he was the leader of a super secret evil organisation with the thousand followers at his disposal and the way he said 'or is that a lie?'. Then how they both laughed about It in the end. It was a very presious memory.

The purple-haired boy and his black-haired companion strolled through the park, enjoying each other's company over anything else. It had been that way since they met and became friends. They were seemly inseparable. Oranges and reds bleed across the once blue sky as the sun began to retire for the day. The cherry blossom petals fluttered from the trees and softly drifted to the ground creating a pearl pink trail.

The day had been extremely peaceful until the sound of breaking glass followed by the cry of a shop alarm rung out. Both Kokichi and Shuichi watched with wide eyes as a masked figure dashed across the streets, narrowly dodging any obstructions in their path. Police had quickly flooded to this once quite scene. The masked assailant drew a gun on the officers and a barrage of bullets flew at them with a high velocity. Bullets pierced the police vehicles, the sound of metal striking metal screeched through the evening air.

The gunfire's focus soon trailed towards the park where bystanders tried to wait out the fight. Kokichi instinctively pushed Shuichi away which resulted in the little leader taking the shot for the detective. His small frame crashed to the ground as pain racked his body. Shuichi frantically scrambled to his friend's side, applying pressure to his wound as he begs him to stay with him. Blood soaked Kokichi's white attire. Shuichi could feel hot tears prick the corners of his eyes, he feel helpless. Kokichi coughed up blood and despite the pain, he smiled softly at Shuichi and put his hand to his cheek, brushing away the forming tears in Shuichi's eyes with his thumb.

With the last of his strengh Kokichi whispered, "I've always loved you, Saihara-chan....and that's no lie..." his body grew limp as his life depleted in the detective's arms. Shuichi caught Kokichi's hand, in both of his own, as it fell from his cheek. He held it to his forehead as tears rolled down his cheeks, dripping upon Kokichi's now lifeless body...