Blame Me

What if?

Kokichi hadn't realized that when Shuichi said he'd be staying with him, that meant he couldn't do anything without being followed. Kokichi hadn't been able to go to school, go home, or go anyplace where Shuichi wasn't able to accompany him. At first, it made him feel secure, but after the second day, he was beginning to feel restricted. He was home all the time, unable to go anywhere. Shuichi had become a hermit, never leaving the house, constantly staying by Ouma's side. During this time, Kokichi had been forced to endure multiple seasons of Danganronpa.

"Kokichi."

Kokichi turned to the voice, his eyes wide. "Yeah?" Shuichi was standing over him, looking at him with a cold, dull expression.

"We're going to the store. Get ready."

Kokichi immediately jumped up, excited. He hadn't left the house in so long and had begun to miss the rays of sunlight and even the grim darkness of rainfall. He rushed to get his clothes on, and when he was finished, he met Shuichi by the door. Shuichi hesitated for a moment, before slowly opening up the door for the small boy. Kokichi's eyes strained to adjust to the light that flooded into his pupils so suddenly.

The two of them walked together, their hands intertwined as they slowly paced down the street. Kokichi admired the roads that he'd begun to miss as the two trod along. Soon, they reached the store, and the couple worked fast to get what they needed. The store was busy, and it made Kokichi nervous. He hated crowds. What if someone from school saw him? Or even worse, what if Rantaro saw him?

The trip went by fast, and soon they were in the check-out line. Kokichi's heart dropped.

Rantaro.

Rantaro was the cashier.

Kokichi felt his heart speed up, his eyes wide in fear. He hoped that Rantaro wouldn't notice him, although that seemed unlikely. When they got to the front of the line, Rantaro's eyes sparked with recognition. "Kokichi," He started, "Hey, how are you doing? You haven't been at school... who's this?" the green-haired boy gestured to Shuichi with a charming smile. Saihara's grip on his hand tightened, and he could see the hostility filling Shuichi's dark gaze.

"Um... hey. This is Shuichi, he's my boyfriend." Kokichi announced quietly, watching Rantaro's eyes flicker towards Shuichi with a look of interest. Rantaro didn't say anything else after that. He just did his work, checking them out quickly and sending them on their way. Shuichi refused to look or talk to Ouma for the rest of the trip, much to Kokichi's dismay. He hoped the other boy wasn't mad at him.

When they got back to the house, they quickly put the groceries away, and sat on the couch, where they cuddled together in the darkness of the room. How long will I have to keep doing this? Shuichi said it'd be a week, but will he keep that promise? Kokichi wasn't sure he wanted to think about the possibility of Shuichi wanting to keep him forever. The thought frightened him.

What am I going to do?