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[ 2:23 am ]

Children of the gay lord it self

Piano freak:I'm tired

Pretty boy : then go to sleep

Piano freak: don't fucking tell me what to do

Maki roll: Someone's on there cool aid.

Piano freak: what?

Maki roll: si Gh.

Maki roll: Japan is attacking.

Piano freak: and why would I care?? We live in Japan

Maki roll: You spilt you're milkshake, you're strawberry milkshake.

Piano freak: don't like strawberry's

Maki roll: blood is pouring out of you're cookie

Little pice of shit: why am I awake to see this

[ 8:45 pm ]

Best mum: I need help cooking dinner, because I have caught a cold.

Piano freak: no it's okay Mum! Well make dinner!

Gay avocado: I'll make burnt chicken nuggets

Pretty boy : yummy

Best mum: no it's alright, Saihara and Oma should.

Pretty boy: why us?

Best mum: because ur both humans, and u never wash the dishes
Besides ur friends

Little pice of shit: yeah he's my friend and I would fuck him if he asked me to

Pretty boy: what

Little pice of shit: what

Harry Potter with a sex change: from the sidelines eating chips; he said he would fuck you if you asked

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The two where standing in the kitchen, staring at everything completely confused and annoyed. But Shuichi soon sighed and walked over to the fridge.

"Oh please I don't wanna cook with you, knowing you you'll burn the whole fucking house down." Kokichi rudely choked to the taller one, who just rolled his eyes at the smaller boy. Shuichi and Himiko are the most ones aware of kokichi behaviour, but the two know how to deal with it. Unlike the others. Yes there shrug off his cocky attitude, but soonly break. Kokichi knowing this, tried to keep Himiko and Shuichi close at all times.

Kokichi soon looked down at the kitchen utensils on the bench that Shuichi has placed for whatever there where cooking.

Shuichi knew exactly what to do, why Kokichi gulped down his fear.

"Soooo, you put some stuff on a bench, wanna star?"

Again all the taller boy did was simply rolled his eyes, reaching his hands down to the knife.

"Where making spaghetti and meat balls."

"Of course you'd want some balls."

And soon as Kokichi knew it, a nife was Ponting straight at the smaller boy neck.

Well shit.

"Don't make jokes about my sexuality." Shuichi said sternly, with this glint in his eyes. Looking like he was about to kill him.

But a small sweet chuckle came out of the tall ones mouth, making the smaller boy concerned, so so concerned.

"Just kidding, come on chop up some onions."

Kokichi sighed, and looked over to the section with a chopping board, onions, and a large knife. He smirked at the setting and went over, to start his cooking.

Kokichi picked up the knife and brang it to his eyes, to examine the weapon. The light coming off the knife, to the Handel of holding it. It was simply beautiful.

He smiled why his eyes closed, lowering the knife.

His attention soon grew to the onions placed in front of him.

He started to chop the onions in little pieces, getting the hang of it he let more lose, and before he knew it he was chopping like a pro.

Even Shuichi notice his skills, so he put down what he was currently doing and gazed off to the smaller boy. Just staring at him.

Kokichi felt proud in a way, fuck you could say he was better then Gor-

Fuck.

Kokichi eyes dint widened, or even twitch a bit. All he did was tilt his head and looked down at his cut finger. The reason he probably felt no pain because he truly thought he was goof at something, spoke to soon. As he stared at the blood dripping form his finger, he felt nothing. Just a little sting.

Why Shuichi on the other hand, was panicking like a stressed mother who just lost her gay children. He watched as the blood dripped from the smaller boy finger, making him sweat very. He could also feel this type of.

PTSD.

He escaped his own thoughts and rushed over to his little friend who was bleeding a lot.

He then ran to the bath room to patch him up.

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The two got back to cooking, with one of them with a bandage finger. All Kokichi did was giggle as he made his way over to the bench, knowing he made his beloved worried.

He then reached once again, to continue with his " cooking ". But was soon stoped by the blue hair boy, placing his hand on the others.

Kokichi flushed a light pink, but tried his best to hide it.

Shuichi was now standing behind Kokichi, putting his arms around the smaller boy waist. Holding the purple hair hand, why the liar was holding the knife, shaking by the sudden contact.

"You might cut yourself again, here let me help you." He almost said in a whisper, straight into the smaller boy
Ear. Feeling Shuichi voice against the smaller boy ear, the soothing tone, but at the same time seductive.

Made Kokichi shiver.

All Kokichi did was just replied with a simple okay. Then Shuichi began to move his hand slowly, making sure Kokichi woundent hurt him self.

He succeeded.

But he hurt Kokichi feelings.

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Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhh