Danganronpa Oneshots

Shuichi Saihara x Kaito Momota

"I miss you,

...

Kaito..."

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WARNING:

-NECROPHILIA-

-VOMIT-

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"Maybe,

...

I miss you back."

The time was 3:03 AM, and Saihara woke from his short nap in a pile of sweat and distress. Immediately, he went to the bathroom to puke the few contents he had in his stomach.

flush.

When he was done, he looked up at his bathroom mirror. Even he could tell that he looked terrible. Pale skin, dark eye bags, clouded eyes. A frown etched on his face, a black uniform jacket that refused to free itself from his arms. He choked back his tears as he vigorously scrubbed his face.

"..Go away," he mumbled, "Go away, go away, go away!" he repeated, his voice growing more and more desperate with each breath. "Kaito, go away! Leave me alone! I don't want you here!"

Shuichi dried off his face and continued to look in the mirror. There was a figure with a red shirt in the near back, covered in bruises and bandages from head to toe.

"..Hey."

"No way..." Saihara mumbled, before shaking his head.

The familiar figure dissipated into thin air soon enough, but Saihara could still hear its rushed, rough voice. The tears couldn't stop itself from flying out. Shuichi slumped against the wall, burying himself in Kaito's scent.

"Why do you have to torture me, even after death?" he sobbed.

It seemed like hours since he first started his sobbing fit, his tear reservoir running dry.

"I love you so much, Kaito. I loved you, and you..."

"You.."

"You.. just had to go too far."

A small smile replaced Shuichi's frown as he picked himself up and wiped his tears. Exiting his bathroom, he went back to his room, guiding himself to the light switch.

flick.

The clock told him it 7:23 AM. To the right of the clock was a small corner with a wooden chair. A wooden chair with twelve steel blades in the arm, back and footrests, and seat. And a body on straddled to it, its head hanging lifeless.

"I really thought you left your spot... Geez, hallucinations are scary."

"..."

"Why aren't you saying anything? Isn't it about time you woke up from your nap? It's been days now, Kaito."

"..."

"Kaito, please, I'm begging you. I'm sorry, but it's not my fault, you understand that, right?"

"..."

"Kaito! I even bandaged you up, and you repay me like this!?"

Shuichi slapped the body's face in rage, before acting stunned and retracting his hand.