Truth and Lies

I'm Sorry

I got this idea from a YouTube comment, so here's some angst. Not gonna lie, I wanted to cry after writing this. Also, I'm not good at writing class trials, so *whips and nae naes*

TW: Suicide, mentions of intrusive and suicidal thoughts

Shuichi's POV

Miu was going to kill Kokichi.

I had noticed she was acting strange and decided to investigate. She told me about how she was making a virtual world where we could live peacefully with no killing. To be honest, I almost believed her. But when she left the computer unattended, I searched through the files the best I could and found code that contrasted what she said. I was able to put the pieces together and realized her real plan.

Miu was going to kill Kokichi.

I ran out of the room and somehow ended up in my lab. I sat on one of the small couches, trying to process everything. Miu lied right to my face. It was times like these that I wish I had Kokichi's ability to tell when someone lies. Kokichi...

The purple-haired boy popped into my brain. I felt my face begin to warm up at the image of his smiling face.

I'd be lying if I said I hadn't fallen for the little liar. I had hung out with him a few times, trying to figure out the mystery behind him. Why he lied, what he was hiding from us. When he cut his hand, I was worried. But what was strange was that it was the most worried I'd ever been for someone and it was only a small cut.

'Now you'll never ever forget me for the rest of your life.' Those words echoed in my head and I found myself smiling. It was true. Even if we get out of here, if we never see each other again, he will always be in my heart. I only hoped a day would come where I could tell him the truth.

Another image flashed in my mind, making my heart stop. The sight of Kokichi's lifeless corpse. I didn't want that to become a reality. I didn't want to have to investigate his body or look at the Monokuma File with his cause of death.

A knock interrupted my thoughts. "Come in." A mop of purple hair popped into the room, his permanent smile plastered on his face. "Hey, Saihara-chan!" Kokichi said, walking into the room. "What is it, Kokichi?" Kokichi looked at me confused. "Are you crying?" I raised a hand to my cheek and sure enough, it was wet with my tears.

I quickly wiped them away as Kokichi walked to the couch. "What's the matter, Saihara-chan?" That nickname. I never had one before and from what I've seen, Kokichi didn't have one for anyone else. Well, a nice one. "It's nothing, just...thinking." I technically wasn't lying, but I wonder if he caught on.

Kokichi sat down next to me and leaned his head on my shoulder, smiling up at me. "Come on, Saihara-chan, you can tell me!" I looked at him for a second. Why was I hesitant? I could just tell a small lie with some truth, get him off my tail. He couldn't know Miu was planning to kill him. Who knows what he'd do.

Noticing my silence, he placed his hand on my forearm, a concerned look on his face. "You don't have to tell me, but I want to help. I do care for you, Shuichi." My eyes widened. He called me by my given name, meaning he was serious. I looked down at the dictator. I was able to tell if he was lying for the most part. He didn't look like he was lying about this.

I thought for a second more before sighing. "Okay. As long as you don't go blabbing all this." Kokichi gasped dramatically. "Never!" I snorted and rolled my eyes. "I've just been having...thoughts. Bad thoughts." I, again, wasn't actually lying. If anything, he would think I was having thoughts of suicide, which wasn't exactly wrong either. I wanted to live and get out of here, for Kaede and everyone who died. But old habits die hard.