Ultimates & Heroes [DANGANRONPA X BNHA CROSSOVER]

Chapter 3

"It's gym time," Shuichi explained as the group walked to the Gym. "Well yeah, obviously, Shumai," Kokichi said while placing his hands on the back of his head.

As they continued to chat, the found themselves in front of the Gym Door™. Anxiously, Kaede brought her hand up to the handle and pushed the door open. They nervously strutted in, seeing that everyone was already there, including Mr. Aizawa.

After Eraser Head took attendance, they were sent to the locker rooms to change out, of course. This was the part that the new students had dreaded the most. Kaede had taken off her skirt & stockings off first, putting her gym pants on afterwards. So far, so good. Then, she had to take off her tops. First, she untied her tie, slowly. Then, she unbuttoned the gray suit, then slowly slipped it off, procrastinating on the fact that she had to take the white dress shirt off. After she took the white shirt off, she heard someone's voice, obviously speaking to her. It was unfamiliar so she assumed it wasn't Maki. "Hero, hey, Akamatsu-chan? What's up with those scars on your neck?" Tsuyu Asui said, completely changed, with her tongue out & finger poking her cheek. "O-oh? These?" Kaede pointed to her scars along her neck, exactly where the noose was tied. "It's just uhm-" She was interrupted by Maki who was half-dressed, "She was showing me to do some gore-y special effects earlier." This answer seemed to satisfy Tsuyu, to which Kaede was infinitely grateful. "Thanks so much, Maki!" Kaede said while zipping up her gym uniform shirt. "No problem," Maki responded, slipping the gym shirt on.

The other boys didn't have any noticeable scars, Shuichi didn't even die & Kaito's death wasn't very external, it was nothing compared to Kokichi's scars. Just like Kaede, he started stripping at his legs, where no scars. So far so good, again. He worked his way up & eventually took off all his tops, revealing a large scar on his chest & right below the shoulder of his right arm. They were placed right where Maki had shot him with her crossbow. There were also large bruises along his neck where you-know-who had tried to strangle him. He tried not to make a big deal out of it, despite his nervousness, mainly because no one was saying anything. So, he casually packed some of his stuff into his locker, shirtless, mind you.

Kaminari dipped down to Mineta's level & whispered, "Hey, Mineta, I double-dog dare you to ask Kokichi about his scars." Mineta jumped at suggestion & waved his hands cartoonish-ly. "N-no way! He-he could kill me, Kaminari!" he retorted. "C'mon, he wouldn't do that. Just go ask," the other boy insisted, nudging the shorter boy slightly. "W-well, if you think that, then y-you do it! Mineta said, zipping his uniform shirt. Kaminari slipped on his pants & just said "Fine!" in a petty tone.

He walked behind Kokichi & tapped his shoulder. Boy, is he pale, Kaminari thought to himself silently. He jumped from the sudden uncalled for touch & turned around with his normally toned "Yes?" When met with the other boy's purple gaze, he froze, just realizing that he was going to ask THE Checkered Rogue about a potentially personal topic.

"U-uh, what is with those scars?" he said, pointing at the scar directly placed on his chest. "Oh, these?" Kokichi asked, pointing at all his scars one by one. "It's from when the dearest Maki-Roll shot me, silly!" he said these lines so casually that you couldn't tell he was was panicking on the inside. Maybe he's lying? Kaminari thought to himself, but when Kokichi opened his mouth to speak again, the thought were washed away. Kokichi slipped on his shirt & zipped it up before saying his usual, "Nishishi! Or was that just a lie?"

Kokichi pranced out of the locker room, followed by a very confused Kaminari. Coincidentally, Kaede & Tsuyu were walking out of their locker room as well. Shuichi walked out as well, deep into thought about the training he was about to be forced to do.

As all the other students piled out, the new kids realized they were meant to be lining up, shoulder- to- shoulder. Quickly, they scurried to the line. So formal, how odd, Shuichi thought to himself.