💜Leaders, Cries, And Little White Lies💜

Hush, Hush

"Come on, already! Can't you idiots talk any faster?" a certain voice echoed through the kitchen and dining room as the group collectively grained and/or rolled their eyes.

The voice belonged to none other than Kokichi Ouma; the one and only Ultimate Supreme Leader. Known for his constant lies and childish actions, nobody really seemed to care about him very much. Still, he was fine with that. He was used to nobody really caring about him. He was fine with it. He was just... Fine.

At least... He thought he was.

"And why should we? It's not like you ever shut your trap, Kokichi," the dark-haired assassin hissed, her voice laced with venom.

"H-Hey; let's just calm down," another voice stuttered out.

It was Shuichi Saihara; the Ultimate Detective-- but also Kokichi's crush. Of course, the taller male didn't know this. How would he, with Kokichi's constant lying? He knew that Kokichi was hiding something-- he could see it in those enticing, enchanting lavender eyes. But, no-- for the life of him, he could never pin what was being hidden from him. God-- it drove him nuts, because he knew something was wrong, but he had no clue what.

"Well, it's not my fault that you all talk so slowly!" the supreme leader huffed, crossing his arms over his chest while giving a pout. Honestly, he looked more like a small child than anything, but nobody dared to say it aloud.

Shuichi quickly pushed any stray thoughts aside as he focused on the problem at hand. "Kokichi, please calm dow--"

"I don't need to calm down, Shuichi! Everyone else just needs to hurry the hell up before I die of boredom!" Ouma all but screamed, seeming to simultaneously rid Maki of her final straw.

"For once, just shut the hell up! Stop being such a whiny, malicious, manipulative, lying little bitch, and either sit your ass the fuck down or fucking leave before you won't have any more choices about anything!" the taller ultimate screamed out, her blood red eyes menacing as they glared daggers right into the very pits of Kokichi's soul.

Kokichi could have sworn that single moment lasted for at least a whole fifteen minutes as his heart began pounding in his chest, attempting to escape from his ribcage while  his amethyst eyes widened. Their normal amethyst color had begun to dull, and a shimmer started to appear in the glint of his eyes-- those enticing amethyst eyes that had somehow managed to draw the shy detective in. Harukawa had struck a nerve; Shuichi knew the look too well. However, that wasn't all that the observant male had noticed. He noticed a sense of familiarity in Ouma's eyes-- and not the good kind. It was the deep, dark, sobering sort of familiarity. Still, he realized that Kokichi was human, too. Now, that was easily seen in his dulled eyes as they showed an emotion thought to be foreign to the small, frail male-- fear.

Kokichi Ouma, the Ultimate Supreme Leader, was afraid-- terrified, even.

He stayed silent as he looked to the ground. Nobody dared to speak up. Nobody even tried-- not until Kokichi simply stated, "Then I'll leave," under his breath before briskly walking out the door, likely heading back to his dorm.

All of the remaining ultimates-- besides Maki, who was still undeniably pissed off-- were wide-eyed in shock about what just happened. It took a good minute or two for anyone to do or say anything, but, eventually, a voice rang out in spite of the silence.

"I'm going after him. Nobody follow me, because I'm really not in the mood, and Kokichi doesn't need everyone crowding him right now."

Shuichi.

It was Shuichi who'd spoken up, and it was Shuichi who had gone after the Ultimate Supreme Leader. The Ultimate Detective had to keep himself from racing to the dorms out of worry on more than one occasion, but he was immensely glad that the dorms weren't too far away. However, Saihara had heard something abnormal coming from Kokichi's room as he approached.