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quatre

gokuhara

"why did you stab him."

the words seemed weaved together, as if the small boy had already said the words before. gokuhara shuddered at the thought of what ouma could do.

suddenly, the tall male felt a grip on his suit. he looked down from his gaze to be met with the face of a particularly angry boy, who just so happened to have purple eyes like amethyst.

"answer me!" the boy yelled. gonta flinched, holding the boy's small hands in his own. he stared down at the boy, lips pursed.

"i thought it was you."

he said nonchalantly, and ouma released his grip almost immediately. "g-gokuhara-kun.. do you hate me that much?" ouma said coldly.

the tall male looked down at the short boy. guilt pooled into his stomach as he looked down at his feet.

"do you hate me that much, to almost kill my beloved saihara?!"

ouma barked angrily. gokuhara froze and looked at him once more. "ouma-kun, please, calm down-" "I WILL NOT CALM DOWN! YOU WOULD HAVE STABBED ME IF IT WASNT FOR HIM CHECKING THE DOOR!"

ouma was on the verge of tears, and gokuhara knew that. slowly, he reflected on what happened earlier, with two certain girls.

flashback

walking along the pathway of the school, gokuhara hummed to himself, looking for any new bugs he hadnt caught yet.

"hey! gokuhara-kun!" a familiar assassin's voice yelled out. turning his head, gokuhara let out a hum in response. "come here!" harukawa ordered.

not wanting to see the wrath of harukawa, he walked over to where she and iruma were. "so, you know how ouma-kun was basically the fault for momota-san's death?" iruma scowled

gokuhara let a gentle nod rock his head. "well, we thought we might offer you something, if you kill ouma." harukawa said coldly, brown hair covering her eyes.

gokuhara was mad at ouma for letting momota die, but something inside of him knew that he wouldnt actually kill him. despite their constant bickering, they were best friends.

"what do you mean, harukawa-san?" he questioned, scratching his chin lightly. a wicked smile laced iruma's lips as she spoke for the assassin.

"we want you to kill him. in exchange, we won't target you. and who knows, maybe you'll get out of this game alive."

end of flashback

gokuhara shook his head, getting himself out of the trance he stuck himself in. he looked to his left and saw saihara awake, rubbing his head softly.

"saihara-kun! are you okay?" he said with a small frown. saihara slowly nodded his head, ignoring the pain in his stomach. luckily, the knife hadn't gone too far to damage much.

ouma looked at gokuhara with a scowl before looking at saihara. "are you okay, ouma-kun?" saihara said softly to the short boy. ouma nodded and sat on the chair near saihara's bed.

gokuhara looked between the two before walking out to leave them be. a sigh left his lips.

"looks like i'll be the next killed."

end

woohoo another chapter out b o i s

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