The Goal //Pregame Shuichi × Pregame Kokichi\\

He wont know

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Shuichi's POV

Last night was an experience I've never had before. I decided I was going to make Kaito wish he was dead, and if i see him again.. Lets say it might as well be. He was going to beat up my only goal in life. I sat up in my bed, having been awake all night and got ready for school. I had a few bruises around the top half of my body, but i could care less about the pain. He plastered on a fake smile and left for school, and as he arrived he made sure Kaito wasn't there. Good riddance. He was about to go to class when he felt a light tug on his sleeve. He turned to see those vibrant violet eyes looking at him with fear. "Y-you.." Kokichi stuttered. He inhaled then grabbed onto my chest, pulling me down to his height. "You beat h-him up?! W-why? I didn't w-want that! I thought you meant you where going to talk h-him out of it!" Was he.. Mad? I saved his ass. "I just did what was necessary," i pried his hands off of me then held them, "and it was necessary to keep him away from you at all costs." He looked at me like i was a madman. He ripped his hands away from mine and ran off to class. Was he afraid of me..?

Ding dong

Ah, right, class. I made my way to class amd sat behind Kokichi. I stared at the back of his head, pondering. I saved him from a bully, from humiliation. He should be happy he doesn't have to worry. And how the hell does he know about it? I was sure it was just me and Kaito on the roof, so who the hell could've told him. He was deep in thought until he felt a tap on his shoulder. "Sorry to be a bother, but ya got a pencil?" Miu, the class pervert. I sighed as I handed her my spare and she went back to whatever she was writing. She was no bother as long as she stayed away from me. The rest of the class was boring and i spent most of my time staring at Kokichi and his softly flowing hair.

Ding ding

Ah, lunch time! Kokichi will turn around at any- Without hesitance I saw him stand up and walk towards one of the boys in our class. What was his name again. Hair colored like the inside of an avocado with a hippie look all over him. Oh, right. Rantaro Amami. He's known for being sly, he's probably the one who told Kokichi what I did. That bastard. The pierced-emo rotten-cored hippie. My teeth grinded as I ate my food, staring and turning away whenever the taller boy looked my way. He will not keep Kokichi from me. Never will anyone keep me from my goal. Never. Never again.

Ding ding

And as everything else, time went by. Kokichi sat infront of me again without a single glance at me. My eye twitched in anger. I'm not fond of showing my emotions, but he is changing me in a way no person has been able to in my life. This one pale wreck, swallowed in despair is making something in my mind itch. Itch. Twitch. That bitch. I glanced over at Rantaro, the boy seemingly chilled out. No worries. That'll change. I'll make it change. I'll make sure I change how Kokichi views me. I'll be viewed as his savior, as his goal. I'll be his and he will be mine!

Ding dong

Oh? Time already? As everyone left I stood on the side of Kokichi, making it impossible to get out of his chair. "Hey Kokichi! How come you didn't eat lunch with me?" He jumped in his chair, did he not notice me? "S-Shuichi?! My b-bad, I-I just, uhm-" "No need to explain. I know." He looked at me with fear. With despair. That despair.. I wanted to keep it on his face forever. "You where with Rantaro! I don't mind, but tell me next time. Got it." It was a demand. He better follow it through. He looked up into my eyes, shocked and scared. As he should- shouldn't! He shouldn't be afraid! I stepped back and let him get up, watching him rush out of the classroom. How annoying. Bothersome. I'll have to locate that Rantaro, he better have some explanation-
Ouch!
I backed up to see I collided with no other then the tall hippie himself. "Woah, my bad! Didn't know anyone was in here!" I glared at him as he went to go get his notebook he left behind. As he passed me he looked at me and said, "by the way, scaring Kokichi won't make him stay by your side. Loosen up a little, my guy." I turned to face him but right after he patted my back he booked off. That- that little- ugh! I stomped my way back to my apartment and slammed the door shut, locking it in anger and throwing my bag on the floor. I hurled myself onto my couch and took several deep breaths before I could properly sit up. Okay Shuichi, I know you hate that boy much he said some wise words. Kokichi is afraid of basically everything, so we need to be gentle with him. But how? What exactly is gentle? I'm not used to all these new emotions springing all around me. I didn't even know I was being harsh on him! I definitely scared him. Scared. Scared, hmm? That despair he shows when he's scared, it's beautiful. He's beautiful. All I can think of is his beautiful despair-filled violet eyes, as his hair reflects the sunsets rays and- wait. What's this feeling? I've been feeling this ache in my heart. Usually this feeling is what people express as.. Love. Love? There's no way! I shot up straight and felt my face heat up. No way.. I stood up and walked towards my bed, laying spread out on my back. Maybe sleep will make it go away? Maybe.. Just maybe..