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Kokichi's POV

          "So are we going to talk about that?" Kiibo asked playing will a piece of bandage. "Well.... that's my brother." I said embarrassed. "What were you doing before the game that prompted him to call me a... whore" Kiibo almost didn't finish his sentence.
            "See that's the thing. I don't really know" I answered him swatting his hand away from the bandages on his leg. "So if we see him again are we going to tell him about us.-" Kiibo paused to flop onto his back "-because I don't exactly enjoy being called a 'whore' when I'm sleeping with my boyfriend" he ended.
               "Well your not so I can understand that. But nothing we can do about that until later!" I stated pulling Kiibo closer to me. "Ack- kokichi!" "Shhhhhhh~" I interrupted by pressing a finger to his lips. He sighed and accepted defeat.
               
                With Kiibo still asleep I got up. My head still hurt from last night but I could deal with it. Making sure the door was locked to the outside I let my anxiety go. Although it wouldn't do much I'm pretty sure my brother sucks at picking locks, and so having two locks to pick would suck.
                Looking over at Kiibo I noticed the small things he did. His stabbed leg would twitch every once and a while though. Probably due to some damaged wires inside of the leg.
                  I decided to change that bandages when he was asleep so he couldn't cause a fuss about it. Holding a towel and more bandages I sat next to him.
                As soon as I removed the first bandage it started to bleed again. That's not good for actual humans, and I don't know if it's good for robots to bleed hours after a stab or cut. After cleaning most of the blood away I quickly wrapped up his leg again.
              When I finished he jumped. "Why are you just hovering over me that's creepy" he stated sitting up. "Hey sorry I was changing the bandage to see how your stab was going..... do robots bleed for long times?" I respond then changed the subject a bit.
                "Not that I know of" "well your leg is still bleeding" after I said this Kiibo just looked at his leg. "I shouldn't of opened the door" "yeah I mean it was three in the morning and you weren't wearing your armor.... but now I get practice on treating you" I stated trying to lighten the mood.
                When he didn't respond I once again changed the subject. "Let's go get you checked out" he nodded and grabbed a piece of his armor. "I probably shouldn't put this on until after.... who knows where Miu is gonna check" he joked.
               Laughing I got up and realized Kiibo was now only two inches taller than me. "What do you wear platform shoes?" "Uhh no. I wear thick soles though" he explained.

             After Kiibo and I had gathered his armor in a back pack we started the walk to Miu's room. Knocking on the door it opened within seconds. "Get in already" she stated as she opened the door.
             When we went in she had Kiibo sit on a desk and started untying the bandage. "Careful it's bloody" I said holding up the towel I brought from the room.
             Miu unwrapped the bandage. "Man he busted it!" Miu whined. She got up to grab some tools while I stopped the blood in the towel. Kiibo was looking everywhere but his leg. "What does blood make you sick?" I asked and he nodded.
            "Oh stop being a pussy Kiibo!" Miu stated throwing the rag off Kiibos leg. Pressing on the cut Kiibo winced. "This is most likely a cut in your oiling system" Miu muttered to Kiibo who nodded.
           "Alright this might hurt so you could power off if you want" Miu stated losing her normal self for a moment. "No I'll be fine" Kiibo stated looking away from what Miu was doing.
             "I'm surprised that the people who made you didn't make your insides more resistant than they are" Miu grumbled grabbing a tiny screwdriver. She placed it on one of Kiibos 'freckles' and started to move it.
              When Miu was finished she handed me the cut blood plate of kiibos thigh. "Wash that" "r-right" I stuttered(yo I'm sorry about interrupting the story but some teacher just gave me a salted Carmel fortune cookie) rushing over to the bathroom.
              Gently washing the piece I jumped when i heard Kiibo screech, but luckily I kept the my hold. Walking out of the bathroom I saw Miu working quickly in his leg, and Kiibo was covering his face with his hands.
               "What happened?" "Kiibo looked at this when I pressed the wrong spot" Miu said before holding her hand out for his thigh. I handed it to her and she told us to wait there.
              "You okay?" I asked kiibo lightly rubbing his shoulder. "Yes I just can't stand the sight of smell of blood. I should have just powered off" he sighed. "I don't like the sight of blood either" "Wait but your a nurse how is that possible" "I prefer when blood is in the correct spots" I laughed.
              The door suddenly creaked open. Turning to face it I saw I tallish man carrying a box with a shorter pink haired one. "Mi- oh! Where's Miu?" "Getting something" "oh well.... these are hers" the pink haired man said as the taller one set down the box.
             "Where you guys that commotion last night?" "Yeah this genius opened the door at three in the morning-" "-and got called a whore by your brother" "-and got called a whore by my brother" I responded Kiibo cutting in.
            "It appears mortals just grab too much demonic attention" the taller man stated. We all went quiet until "I'm back!" Miu busted Through the door. The plate in her hand now had no slice in it.
            "Oh you brought the stuff" "yeah." It was really awkward now. Miu screwed in the last piece "alright now go be gay!" "M-Miu!"
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And after kokichi and Kiibo are wedded I shall make a kokichi Oneshot book and you can request things there. I'm planning the wedding really soon like be ready it's coming soon. Although it's probably gonna take a while to write.

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