Kokichi's POV.
"You... seriously want to hang out? Like for real? Not fake?" I kept asking as we ate lunch in the court yard.
"Y-yeah! Of course! Why wouldn't I?"
"Ehh.. no reason, but seriously, you were saying you wanted to... get to know me?" I say, my mask slipping slightly.
"Yeah... I really do!"
I shifted in my seat, pulling my scarf up out of instinct. "I mean, what do you want to know?"
"A lot... actually." He says quietly.
"Well, what do you want to know? Your basically an open book so."
"W-what?!"
"Honestly, you don't bother hiding anything really."
"I.. don't?" He asks.
"Anyway. So? You wanted to know about me? Well, ask away!" I say, praying he wouldn't ask anything to personal.
"Let's start... simple?" He shrugs. "Why is DICE named, well, DICE?"
"..." one of the only things I didn't want to say. "Ehh... named... after my Step ma, in a sort..." I mutter.
"I'm sorry! Is that a really personal question?"
"Nee...hee...Hee? Yeah..." I sadly laugh.
"Sorry. Anyway... want to go back and forth? But than again, you already know about me aparantly."
"That was a lie! I know the basics, not all of it!" I say, my mask was back up.
"Ok.. than?"
"Anyway, Uh... why did you become a Dectective?"
"Well, it was actually an accsadent, My uncle who took care of me was trying too figgure a mystery out, he was out, so i looked at the files, and... figured it out... My uncle came home too see me finding the true killer. He... was actally really impressed and they hired me as a secret dectective."
"Coolio! That's awesome! so much cooler than my backstory!"
"Oh?" he said, turning his head sidways slightly.
"It's nothing. Anywho, your turn!"
He pondered it for a minute, seeming too be considering options. "What did dice do?"
"Did? You mean does? It's still active ya know!" i grin. "I put my second in command in charge. Anywho, we do lots of evil stuff! The police have been chasing after my group for years!"
"They... have?" he asks.
"Yeah! We... uh... We steal stuff! We... Uh... are a well known criminal orginization!"
"That was a lie." he says.
"Huh?"
"You're lying."
"N-no way i am! I'm actually... Not... lying... yeah.. I'm lying. Great Job MIster Dectective! You're really good at this! But yeah, we just honestly steal candy and such. Once in a while we vandilize a abandoned building." i say, still lying, but he seemed to believe me now
"Figures."
"Well, my turn! Uh... Why did you live with you're uncle?"
"...."
'Nevermind then.... Well, whats you're favorite color?""Blue." he said curtly.
"Blues nice." i Smile.
"I'm sorry, It's just a Sensitive question, Sorry Kokichi." He says, looking over at me.
"Ok. i understand! I have those to."
"What about you're parents?"
"Don't mention them." i wisper.
"Huh? Don't like talking about them either?"
"Somthing like that."
Shuichis POV
"Somthing like that." he responded. His demenor changed entirely, the smile disapeared. His eyes droped to the ground. We sat in silance for a good minute, Untill he Poped up, as if in an instant, he says: "Well? Any more questions?"
"W-what-?! Well yeah.. But you don't have too answer but... Why the checkered scarf? IS it just for DICE or is it too cover somthing? Does it have meaning?"
"We should head out! It's getting near Dinner! Mom Probably made some good food! Maybe she made Shushi!" he says, hopping up and avoiding my question entirely. I guess that was a Personal question to. His Backstory must be a sad one if hes compleatly avoiding evething about it.
"Kokich- nevermind. Let's go." I say, cutting myself off too prevent further questions.
He skipped away, acting as if he never herd my question.
We arived in the dining hall quickly, Kokichi skipping too the far end of the table, alone.
Kaito called me over, Kokichi glanced at me, nodding for me too go over there.
'He probably just wants too be alone. It's not my fault... right?'
"Shuichi? Shuichi?!" I hear, I glance to my side to see Kaito tapping my shoulder rapidly.
"Huh? Uh wha?" I incoherently yelp.
"Sorry man, you were just spacing out. Anyway, your foods getting cold! eat quick so we can go train!" Kaito grins, giving me a thumbs up.
"I'm ready, but can we invite Kokichi? He's alone." I ask.
"Him? No. This is for me you and maki. Kokichi doesn't belong here, or anywhere. It's a surprise that no one killed him. Honestly your better without him." Kaito says, as if it was obvious.
"But-"
"Just forget the rat. He's such an asshole." Maki says, sending glares twords Kokichi, he just winced slightly, than smiling, he says the biggest lie I've herd from him.
"It's fine Shuichi! I'm fine. Just go with them! Not like I'd ever hang out with them anyway."
"But-"
"Let's go." Maki says, grabbing my arm and dragging me out of the room, Kaito in tow.
Kokichi POV.
"It's fine Shuichi! I'm fine. Just go with them! Not like I'd ever hang out with them anyway." I lie, putting on a fake smile.
"But-"
"Let's go." And then... they were gone.
I shoved my plate away, suddenly not hungry anymore. Silently, I stood up and walked out the door, heading out to the dorms. I walked briskly past Kaito Maki, and Shuichi. They all were doing push ups, well, except Kaito. He was just staining at the stars, making short comments on how 'impossible is possible' or some shit like that.
I opened the door to the dorms, my purple eyes darting around the room.
I wouldn't admit it to anyone... but... I was scared. Always hearing Kaito's threats and Maki always trying to strangle me has made me paranoid. I mean, I always have been paranoid from my parents. Especially my father.
I grabbed the key from my pocket and unlocked my door, seeing the giant mess all around.
"I should clean this, but... I could do that later."
Hi! Soooo I know this chapter was just getting to know eachother, but it's cool right?
Anywho! I will see ya guys in the next chapter! -Acid 💚
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Scars define us (Kokichi X Shuichi)
FanfictionKokichi always had worn his checkered scarf, even during the summer, It wasn't just a fashion thing... it holds secrets of his past. Warning: this is just a theory I had before watching V3 playthroughs and such. And mostly getting to know him. Will...