Oumasai/ Saiouma ONESHOTS!

Ink

On the table was a piece of white paper and a pen. Kokichi knew he couldn't take this any longer. He couldn't take the pain anymore. The pain his boyfriend gave him. He would never listen to whatever he says. He would think of the poor boy of a sex toy, nothing else. He would just used the boy   for his desires. There is no love.
He started writing on the piece of paper.

Dear Shuichi Saihara,
How dare you?! I am you loving husband and you call me ugly after that accident! I thought you loved me for who I am. Not for what I look like. All you care about is your stupid work. You even called your own daughter stupid and ugly! If I knew this would be our future, I wouldn't have married a monster. You call me the monster here. That's fine. If you want me to the monster then I will become the monster.

He laid the pen on the table. He turned around and looked at the knife. So shiny and clean. Soon it would be covered in blood. Rusty and dirty. He picked his dress up and walked towards the knife. His eyes showed rage. He grabbed the knife and hid it under his dress. He opens the door and goes towards a room.

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He looks at the body of his daughter. Hhe felt tears fall from his face. It was his fault. He kneeled down and gently kissed the girls face. He aimed the knife at his own heart.
Slash.... He smiles sadly. He will soon be with her. Not in heaven though. Their souls will still be roaming around this mansion filled with many secrets.

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The detective looks at the bodies of his daughter and husband. Not even shedding a single tear.
"This is what you do to be free from your problems, Kokichi? Pathetic" He throws the piece of paper the dead boy before he died. Before he got to turn around, he saw a boy glaring at him. His dress was white. Almost like the dress Kokichi wore on their wedding. He black out.

Horror

He woke up in a room, filled with dead bodies. He looked at one of them and his eyes widens. The bodies from his cases.
How did it get there? More so, where is he? He heard a knock. He turned around to see a note stuck on the door.
He walked towards it and read it.

September 1
My husband, Shuichi Saihara was playing with my little daughter. It's so nice for him to play with the girl especially after all those times he wasn't at home. I feel so happy just by looking at them.

The room suddenly turned white. The Detective looked around. "Where the bloody hell-"
"Daddy look!" His eyes widened at that familiar voice. He turned around and saw his child and.. him. Kokichi was standing in the corner smiling happily. The memory made him sad.

Especially since he killed his own daughter.

He blinked and the room turned back to normal. Well not really normal since all the bodies from his cases disappeared.
Hnnnnggg... The door opened slowly making some weird noises. He cautiously walks outside the room. He realizes he was still in his house but.. it was more old and broken. There was many spider webs and some of the floor boards seems to be missing. He walks around carefully.

The detective was trying to go back to his room. He stopped when he heard.. singing. He turns around and his heart beats faster. His dead child is singing right in front of him. Blood running down it's eyes.
"You never loved me.. you never cared" it looks up at him and screams,
"WHY DON'T YOU LOVE ME?!" Shuichi starts running towards his room, his daughter running after him. Once there he immediately closes the door. The young girl kept banging the door from the outside.

He sighs in relief knowing that he's safe.
He notices a note on the bed. He walks towards it and reads it.

September 24
I begged him not to do it! Why wouldn't he listen to me?! He knows that I don't want this yet he... He just forced me! Why the hell did I marry such a man?! It feels so disgusting. It feels so disgusting...

Suddenly the room turns white again.
"Please stop!" He turns to the door to see him and Kokichi. He was dragging the small male by the hair towards his bed. He threw him roughly on it, getting on top of him.
"Please no" Kokichi begged. He just continued to remove his tie. He blinks and everything went back to...
"WHAT THE HELL?!" On the bed was a white substance. He just walks out of the room.

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It's almost time to end this hell. He had finally found all those letters making him be filled with regret and sorrow.

December 4
Dear Shuichi Saihara,
How dare you?! I am you loving husband and you call me ugly after that accident! I thought you loved me for who I am. Not for what I look like. All you care about is your stupid work. You even called your own daughter stupid and ugly! If I knew this would be our future, I wouldn't have married a monster. You call me the monster here. That's fine. If you want me to the monster then I will become the monster.

This was the letter he wrote before he died.
"You finally found all those letters I made, Shuichi" he turns around to see his husband. His violet dress was covered with pink blood.
"Kokichi.... I'm so sorry"
"You're too late. So your words mean nothing to me anymore" He pulled out s knife from under his dress. Shuichi didn't even bothered to move away. He was just stating at the boy.

He walks towards the detective and takes his hand and placed the knife on it. He then folds his fingers then smiles.
"Burn it all" he nods. Kokichi's ghost disappears and now he's all alone. A match suddenly fell from above. He grabs it and lights it up. He placed all the letters, all the items on the floor, including the knife. He stares at the burning match and throws it to the pile of papers and items. He watched all of them burn.

"Im so sorry Kokichi" he walks in the fire.

Aaaayyyy