random oneshots

Pink is Sickening (TW)

A/N Uhh.... I don't know what I'm doing. If I got this wrong, then I'm sorry. I've never had thoughts like these, so I'm not sure how it would work.... Also this is like, no killing game or despair au, I guess. And, maybe some instances of pregame? Not really, though. Kokichi and Shuichi are still the same, but Kaito and Maki are kinda b*tches. So sorry if you liked them, I didn't know what other characters to make be angry :(

Trigger Warning: Suicide

Blood... sure is annoying, isn't it?

It shows far too much weakness.

He touched his head, the blood running down into his eyes. The pink color was so infuriating. What could I do... to never see it again? He wondered. 

Pink was a despicable color. Oh, that's too girly! Oh, you're bleeding, how pitiful! It made him want to have it all stop. However, other people hated that color as well. Since he was full of it, why doesn't he just make them have to see the color they hate?

He grinned. How would I be able to do that...? They wondered, walking down the hallway. "Kokichi!" Kokichi turned around, spotting Rantaro.

"Oh! Hey Rantaro!" Kokichi waved at the green-haired boy. Rantaro came to a stop, looking at him oddly. Kokichi tilted his head. "Hm? Rantaro, what is it?"

"Kokichi... you're bleeding." Rantaro crouched down to match Kokichi's height, wiping some of the blood off of Kokichi's forehead. "What happened?"

Kokichi blinked, crossing his arms. He shoved Rantaro back, turning away. "That's none of your business."

Rantaro narrowed his eyes. "Kokichi, just tell me. We're friends, I need you to tell me."

Kokichi glanced at Rantaro, his expression blank. "There's no point in it. Even if I tell you, you can't do anything about it." Kokichi started walking away, leaving Rantaro behind. Rantaro didn't go after him, which made him rather glad. He headed to the nurse's office, looking around the room when he entered. Not here. Again. "Tch. He always makes sure she isn't here when I need it...."

Kokichi huffed, walking over to the drawer with bandages in it. He messily wrapped them around his head, fluffing out his hair from under them. Good enough, I guess. He didn't understand the reason why he got beaten up. Not really. He didn't care, though. It was just an inconvenience, and it made him mad. The blood was what made him mad, which made him hate his attackers. Pink is so disgusting.... He thought bitterly.

He exited the room, heading to his class. As he was going through the hallways, a small plan was forming in his mind. How could I make them as mad as possible? He wondered. They get mad at me whenever I start bleeding. They must hate the pink as well... Kokichi grinned to himself. If I die, that would make a mess, wouldn't it? But how would I make the biggest mess I possibly could.... He tapped his lip, tilting his head to the side. Hm, I heard falling causes quite the mess! So does getting crushed! Kokichi laughed softly. Well, I mean, one of those is more plausible than the others. But I need to make sure that they actually see it. Kokichi lifted his finger. I know! Break time! If I was to do it then, they'll surely see me and all that blood!

Kokichi entered the classroom, sitting down at his desk. People payed no attention to him, which made him a bit happy. Great, I can finish this message up without anyone bothering me! Kokichi took out a piece of paper, and started writing. "Hey! Cockichi!"

Kokichi looked up, flipping the piece of paper. "Huh? What's the living dildo want with me~?" He teased. Miu laughed.

"Just wanted to ask you something." Miu crossed her arms. "Wanna come and mess around with some nerdy shit with me and Kiibo later? We're planning on trying to make a plate that immediately heats up leftovers when placed on it!"