Do You Remember Me? - An OumaSai Fanfiction

"The Nice Person Facade"

DING DONG BING BONG

"It's morning time shitheads! Sadly, none of you bastards died yet!"
"Th-That's kind of a good thing."
"No it ain't. This is supposed to be a killing game, not a no-one-murders game."
"Silly Monosuke. That kind of game doesn't exist."

Ouma fluttered his eyes open after the morning announcement went off and silently yawned. He tried to get up, but, for some reason, he couldn't.

"Eh?" He mumbled as he realized two arms were wrapped around him. Isn't this Saihara-chan's arm?

Ouma looked at the covers and didn't recognize the color of the covers. The covers on the bed were a sort of blue. The covers Ouma was seeing were black with some white thin lines.

And Ouma knew only one thing that were like covers and was black. Saihara's jacket.

Ouma then realized what had happened.

He was on top of Saihara, and his hand was up Saihara's jacket. Ouma could feel Saihara's warm skin.

Ouma's other hand was on Saihara's chest, and Ouma could feel Saihara's heartbeat pacing faster as if he knew what was happening in front of his closed eyes.

After processing what had happened and what he was doing, Ouma started blushing, his face going from his pale complexion to a beet red. Ouma could even feel some slight tears.

What would happen if Saihara awoke to this?

First things first, Ouma pulled his hand out from under Saihara's jacket and slowly started getting up.

Saihara had then opened his eyes and saw Ouma right in front of his face.

Ouma and Saihara just stared at each other for a few long seconds. Their faces were at least a few inches apart. Ouma could feel Saihara's warm breath on his face, making his face heat up even more.

"..."

"... Uh... Saihara-chan... I-It's not what you think..."

The two boys stared at each other a little longer until Ouma felt something poke him slightly at his leg. Saihara then pushed Ouma off and headed straight to the bathroom.

"H-Hey- OW!! W- What the hell, Saihara-chan???!!!" Ouma yelled as he rubbed his arm. "It just... happened, okay? I'm sorry. But, it's not like anyone saw... Well except the mastermind."

Ouma had then remembered the thing that had poked his leg. What could have been used to poke his leg?

Wait a minute.

Ouma's face flushed red as he turned around and screamed, "Saihara-chan, you pervert!!! You got a boner on purpose!!!"

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Saihara closed the door as he exited the room. He then faced Ouma, whose cheeks were still tainted red from the incident earlier.

Ouma turned his head away from Saihara with a "Hmph," and stomped away.

"Ouma-kun, it was unintentional." Saihara tried to explain, but he knew Ouma wasn't listening.

Saihara knew he had to do something to make it up for Ouma. He wasn't going to forgive him unless Saihara did something.

"Ouma-kun, if I give you a piggy back ride around the school, will you forgive me?"

Ouma shook his head. "I'd rather have Gonta-chan give me a piggy back ride."

"... What if I help you find your key?"

"Mommy-chan and Shiro-chan said they would look for it."