The door flung open, almost smacking Kokichi but luckily he stepped back just in time. He tilted his head up, his eyebrows knitting up as his eyes sheered in horror. Didn't the others know by now that Kokichi, the Kokichi ouma, was the most targeted bully victim of Kaito Momota himself? Or are they that dense? Now he had to come up with some type of stupid distraction.
"K-Kaito can I have a word with you about something..?" His voice almost cracked. He was way smaller compared to him. He felt like a small ball.
"Just hurry the fuck up and say it, I don't have time to waste with some faggot like you" Okay, that's an absolute low blow right there and that actually pissed Kokichi off now. And oh god he wasn't gonna hold back now.
"You k-know what?" Fuck you, Kaito. You're a piece of shit even after I've done absolutely NOTHING to you and your jock ass! And I mean, what the hell is up with your hair? How do you even brush that shit?? GET A FUCKING HAIRCUT, ASSWIPE!" Kokichi shouted, pure despise in his voice. But that quickly stopped when he heard nothing from the other.
"Oh god what have I done?"
Kokichi felt a hard blow on his stomach, making him cough until he was suddenly slammed to the grass, making a weak whimper escape his lips. Kaito leaned in his face, making Kokichi cringe since he could literally feel and smell Kaito's hot, disgusting breathe. Does this man even brush his teeth?
"You think that you could just come in front of my porch and shout at me with such a horrible attempt to insult me? Who the fuck do you think I you are?" His voice sounded so low than ever before, so cold and dead.
Kokichi could already feel death settling in. He was now waiting for the hits to come in but what do you know? They never came. Why? Because Shuichi may or may have not hit the back of his head with a bat that Rantaro brought in the bag.
Kokichi opened his eyes slowly, seeing Shuichi looming over him with a satisfied, joyful smile. "I've always wanted to do that to him!" Shuichi dropped the bat, kicking the unconscious Kaito pretty harshly in an attempt to get him off Kokichi who was currently feel crushed under the weight.
Shuichi extended his hand to him which Kokichi took and helped him get up. "Thanks..-" "No problem, sweetie~" Kokichi ignored the last part, now turning his attention to the car seeing that Rantaro and Kaede weren't there. "So do we wait in the car now..?" Shuichi shook his head, giggling. "No silly, remember? Kaito's body? We gotta drag him inside the house!"
"Wh—me? That wasn't part of the plan for me to do!" Shuichi started to drag Kaito by the right leg. "Too bad, just grab his other leg and pull just to make this fast and easier for us to go!" Kokichi isn't even getting paid for any of this, he really was gonna have a talk with Rantaro and ask if he gets anything in return because this is just bullshit in general.
Kokichi helped Shuichi drag Kaito in, leaving in the middle of the living room, it seemed that nobody was in the house. Were his parents at some trip? Eh, who know, at least that's something not to worry about. They went back out with Shuichi picking the bat back up and opening the door for Kokichi to go in first. He did and then Shuichi went in too, closing the door.
"Also, you might get a bruise from the hit Kaito did" Shuichi pointed to Kokichi's stomach, which he lifted his shirt and stared at where Kaito hit him. He could feel the amount of pain he did to him but it's not too bad really. Just something average, all he had to worry about now is what he's gonna do when they see each other in school.
Suddenly, Rantaro and Kaede entered the car with two bags. Kaito seemed to have a lot of them, unsurprisingly. Rantaro turned the key multiple times and then started to drive off again.
"Great job guys, mission complete-"
"Rantaro shut the hell up, this isn't GTA you dumbfuck" Kaede remarked harshly, crossing her arms.
"What's up with Kaede?" Shuichi asked like a child. "She's just mad because she's not getting half of the amount I'll be getting." Rantaro chuckled, he was probably a greedy avocado when it came to drugs. Damn rich kids.
//-Pretty short but ey, I updated so there's that I guess-//

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FanficAn average life of a premature junior kid named Kokichi Ouma. Join him as he gets a new classmate which who knows where it could have gone wrong? ┆I would like to let you know that this story is pretty old and there will be evident errors. I might p...