(There you go, first fluff in the fluff marathon! And it's a band au one. Basically, Kokichi has a popular band called DICE who plays concerts. Eh, you'll find out)
(Also, I tried to find a rock version of this song since I wanted Ouma's band to play edgy songs, but I didn't find one, so pretend it is one.)
Ouma stared at a photo of Saihara on his phone.
Ouma was supposed to perform a concert with his band DICE in just a few hours. They were quite famous, reaching the fan base of Ibuki's new band and Sayaka's pop band and having a couple albums and merch. All friends said they're gonna be there since Ouma gave them exclusive tickets and they had nothing else to do. But one person said that couldn't be there for him.
And that person was Shuichi.
Shuichi and Ouma had a weird relationship with each other. Ouma always thought he was a jerk for his lies and pranks. He thought that's why people close to him disliked him, sometimes even hated him. And because of that, he hated himself. He hated himself for being so paranoid, and unable to open up and trust his friends. But Shuichi for some reason found all he did... endearing? Ouma didn't understand it at all.
Despite this, being with the detective was comforting and he liked it more than anything else.
It was important to Ouma that Shuichi would come today because he planned on playing a special song he wrote about their relationship with each other. It took him a while to make himself confident enough to sing it. He knew that it wasn't the type of songs he often did. Songs that had meanings with the truth about his life and not lies. It was so nice to let these things out once in a while.
But he couldn't come, because of some stupid work emergency. He apologized, way more than once. Ouma was, of course, sad that Shuichi wouldn't be here to hear the song he wrote, but he decided he should sing it tonight anyway.
He had thought about this decision, and he ignored the anxiety in his heart telling him not to go through with it.
Suddenly a girl opened the door to Ouma's room. She had round earrings, short hair and a big smile on her face. It was Miyoki, one of his fellow band members.
"You alright hun? I know how hard it was for you was to make the decision to sing about your deep emotions to others..." Miyoki said, walking up to Ouma and hugging him from the back. Considering DICE grew up in one house, Miyoki cared about Kokichi and he cared back. "It's alright Miyoki. I can do it. I rehearsed." Ouma said quietly. Miyoki grinned "I know you are nervous but I'm sure it's gonna be okay! Your fans, your friends, us... We love you." Miyoki said before pulling away.
"Well, I gotta get ready! Ever since we started the band we've been quite fashionable on stage!" Miyoki said. It's true. The band's theme was to look like insane clowns. And since Ouma's family had no problem with playing with the costume chest in daycare, they certainly didn't have a problem now.
It was almost time. Tonight was supposed to be a big night. The concert tickets have all been sold out and the stage was bigger than Ouma could ever imagine. He knew that there would be tons of people watching him. Ouma was apprehensive, but he knew as soon as his hands touched the microphone, he'd feel his worries dissolve into nothing.
He heard a knock on the door of his backstage room. "Kokichi! We're ready when you are!" rang a familiar voice. Ouma took a couple of deep breaths, before walking out of the room. He watched as the stage lit up in lots of light flashing colours, before the reveal of his group. The band members had white straitjackets like outfits with checkered scarfs. Ouma had a black outfit resembling a straitjacket with colourful buttons on it. He had a white cape and a white hat. It was basically a colour-swap version of the outfit his other band members wore. He had a clown mask on since it was a signature part of the band. Once on stage, he grabbed his mask, took it off and threw it off stage. He looked around the crowd of people.
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