ɓựʈʈɵɲʂ ɲ' ʂʈɨʈɕɦɛʂ || Oumasai

Punching bags

A/N: 2 uploads in a day bc I procrastinated during the Class trial [2] update. Don't worry, I'll try to get back on track.

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Shuichi wasn't able to sleep that night.
Well, he wasn't able to sleep the past few days, if you put it into reality.
The poor detective didn't come out of his room at all, despite Kokichi banging on his door and yelling from the other side.
He felt scared. Worried. Grief. Lost..
Shuichi sighed, turning over on his bed and staring at the clock. It was currently well past breakfast, which he hadn't had in... He lost track.
The navy-haired male silently and anxiously watched the clock, feeling down as ever. He wondered if his friends were worried about him; though, he quickly dismissed the thought when he thought of nobody coming to visit him the past few days.
Something Kaito would say.. I believe "reach for the stars" or something like that. But he surely wouldn't want me sulking about for the rest of my life.
Shuichi thought, clutching his clothes.
But... I caused at least 4 people to die. I couldn't stop Kaede, Kirumi or Ryoma. I.. I'm truly useless now, aren't I..?
Suddenly, as if on cue, the door swung open and there stood Kokichi, slipping a hair pin in his pocket and whistling.
Shuichi didn't mind. In fact, he wasn't surprised. He kind of got used to Kokichi breaking in his room.
But... He didn't seem disturbed.. At all. How do I expect him to be?
"Heeeey, Saihara-chan!" Kokichi sang, walking in and closing the door silently.
Shuichi stayed silent. Please, leave me alone..
I can't be forgiven for what I've done.
"Do you still feel queasy?? Like you'll throw up or something," Kokichi asked, leaning over to Shuichi's bed side and slightly moving the covers to catch a glimpse of his eyes.
Still beautiful, as usual.
Why did Kokichi think of his best friend like this?
"Cuz If you do, Miu is right outside the door!" He lied.
Shuichi blankly stared at Kokichi with blank eyes, and shut the small gap hole, trapping him under the covers once again. "I'm fine.." He muttered. Miu would probably eat my puke, so I'm not taking chances.
Sometimes I'm scared of her sexual tendencies..
"Aww, Saihara-chaan.." Kokichi cooed, patting the lump of comforter, assuming it was his head. "Don't lie to me!! That's so mean of you. Here I thought you loved me.."
"I'm fine." Shuichi repeated, louder than last time.
"Huuuh?" Kokichi tilted his head. "Didn't I tell you already? You're lying. Stop I-"

Kokichi heard sniffles and quiet sobs under the covers. Shuichi's body was shaking, so he could only assume he was crying.
He immediately whipped the covers off without question, and was met with a heartbreaking sight.
Shuichi lie there, clutching his chest as he sobbed quietly. "It's fine... It's fine.. I-it's fine, it's fine, it's fine.." He whispered, shutting his eyes tightly in order to calm himself.
Kokichi blinked in disbelief, his eyes dropping to see such a weak state the detective was in.
He grabbed the taller, propping him to sit up and face him. Shuichi's eyes were puffy as tears streamed down his face, some strands of hair stuck to his face. He was intensely hyperventilating, his eyes half-closed as he stared at Kokichi despairingly.
"Jeez, you're wrecked up.." The smaller observed, lowering his gaze, but keeping his hands firmly in place.
"What happened to you?"
"They're dead.." Shuichi mumbled, bringing a arm up to wipe his unstopping tears. "They're all dead.. All because of... me..."
"Ay, don't say that!" Kokichi exclaimed, lowering his arms and staring at Shuichi intensely. "Nothing That happens here is your fault. Just because you're a detective, doesn't mean that everything is up to you!!"
"But... R-Ryoma.." Shuichi sobbed.
"He... H-he died for me. Because of me... Even in his execution he was trying to..."
He gave in and placed a hand in Kokichi's shoulder, using a hand to wipe away his tears.
He turned his head down and hid his face, sobbing harder.
"It's all my fault..!" His voice cracked.
"Shut up," Kokichi growled, sitting him straight and pulling him into a hug.
"He died for you because he cared about you. He cared about everyone here, and would give his life for anyone here!" Kokichi explained, tightening his grip as tears pricked his vision.
"It's no ones fault, Shuichi.. Not even mine, even if I did give him his motive video when I snagged it from the Monokubs. You gotta learn to forgive yourself, man!"
"I-I'm Sorry.." Shuichi sniffed, weakly hugging back. "I just.. n-never thought that someone would care about be enough t-to.. Die for me..." His voice cracked yet again, causing him to blush in embarrassment.
"Aww, everyone would die for you!" Kokichi laughed.
"I'm joking." He quickly added. "But I don't lie when I say I would die for you. If someone had to torture me for the sake of hurting you, I'd gladly defend you any day!~"
"That's kind of... Morbid." Shuichi silently laughed, sniffing more. "Though, I guess that's pretty normal for you... Thanks..."
"No problemo, Saihara-chan!~" The smaller male sang, pulling back. He took notice of Shuichi's wet, but happy face as he smiled at him.
Also, his shoulder was wet.
At least it was fluids from Shuichi.
Wait, ew.
"Sometimes, I think you're a bigger crybaby than me." Kokichi commented, trying to brighten up the mood.
"H-how So?" Shuichi was still shaken up, but calming down a little.
Kokichi shrugged.
"Oh..." Shuichi immediately noticed.
"Sorry... I got a little too emotional."
"Heyy, at least an emotional Saihara-chan is better than a depressed one!" Kokichi laughed, lacing his hands behind his head.
"Aren't they the same thing?"
"No, they're completely different." Kokichi replied quickly. "Emotional means you're just too sensitive, you don't have a hard shell. Depression is literally nothing."
"Nothing?" Shuichi's eyes widen.
"Yeah, nothin!" Kokichi smiled again. "Like, imagine going on a roller coaster, but every time it starts, it just shuts off and never moves. Just leaving you there, anticipating for something fun to happen."
"That's.. anxiety."
"Tied with depression!!"
"They're two completely different things.."
"So are emotions and depression."
"Why are we arguing like this?" Shuichi sighed.
"Hmm.. I wouldn't call it arguing, rather more of an explanation." Kokichi hummed. "Cuz I'm smarter than you."
"How can someone as small as you be smarter than me..?" Shuichi grinned.
"Shuichi, that's racist!" Kokichi cried. "Smaller people are proven to be smarter than taller people!!"
"Bet it..?" Shuichi laughed. Now he understood why Kokichi messed with people like this.
"Well, for starts, we can run faster." Kokichi simply answered, looking at his nails.
"Also, we have bigger dicks than y'all."
"W-What does that have to do with anything!?" Shuichi squeaked, falling back.
"Heey, wanna see?! I can prove it!" Kokichi excitedly jumped over to Shuichi, tackling him down. "Let's compare sizes!!"
"W-What!? No!!! Well.. I mean if you're okay with it..." Shuichi exclaimed. "Hey.. wait.. Shut up!! K-Kokichi!!!"