{Danganronpa One Shots}

One Touch - Leon Kuwata x Reader

A/N: okay from now on all x readers are genderless unless I say otherwise

- Art credits unknown (sorry 😖)

- I wrote this for Jenna bc she says Leon needs more love :)

- Also hi this is a soulmate AU!! This version will feature the person's world being all black and white until they touch their soulmate. Even a brush of a hand can cause the whole world to turn to color. I hope you enjoy :)

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    It was just another regular day of attending Hope's Peak highschool. Or-- well almost.
     Today you had stayed after school to retake a test you had missed the previous week due to a bad cold that was now mostly gone, thankfully.
     You walked through the mostly empty halls alone until you found yourself in a crowd of students near the front doors waiting for the bus. It was raining today so everyone stood and nervously watched for the bus so so they could run at the first opportunity they got.
      You stood in the middle of the group and waited, plugging in some headphones so you could block out all the noise. Just before you clicked play, even over all the chaos of the students, you heard screaming and pounding footsteps.

     "LEON GET YOUR ORANGE HAIRED PUNK ASS BACK HERE BEFORE YOU REGRET IT!"

      "I SAID I WAS SORRY!"

      "GUYS COME ON WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT RUNNING IN THE HALLS!"

     The three upperclassmen ran at full speed into the crowd. They bumped into people who didn't get out of their way, one of which happened to be you who didn't see them coming in the first place because of your heigh and had no time to move.
    The man in the front of the group (the one being chased you guess) ran straight into you, knocking you both to the ground. You squeased your eyes shut and waited for him to get off you and walk away like all the other kids always did.
   Instead, he rambles out an apology as he begins to push himself off of you. "Oh shit-- I'm sorry I--" He suddenly froze from getting up, his breathing turning shallow.
    You opened your eyes to look at him and your entire world turned to color. You could assume his did the same as he looked around the room like he had never seen anyone or anything before. You blinked a few times and pinched yourself. This had to be a dream. There was no way he was--
     "Leon, get the fuck off this underclassmen so I can beat the shit out of you!" The large man with the pompadour interrupted both of your swirling thoughts. He picked Leon up off of you by the colar of his white shirt.

    Leon stared at his attacker with a confused nature. "Dude-- I forgot your hair was brown." He reached up and touched it. "How does the physics of your hair even work by the way? Like, what kind if gel do you use to get it so like, anti gravity in the air?"
      "Huh? Are you fuckin' high?" He pulls Leon to his feet, almost off the ground at this point. "The fuck is wrong with you! First, you take my fuckin' motorcycle out without my permission! Now you're fuckin'---"
      "Mondo, calm down will you." The familiar voice of the hall monitor uttered. He appeared behind the bigger man and put his hand on his shoulder. "You know your fighting stresses me out."
      Mondo grumbled angrily. "Yeah yeah." He lets go of Leon and he falls back to the floor a few feet next to you. Mondo balled his fists at his side. "Don't worry your pretty little head. I'm so fuckin' calm right now Ishi." He said through gritted teeth.
      The hall monitor chuckles, kissing the boy's cheek. Mondo imediatly flushed and looked down at the floor in embarrassment.

      The hall monitor squats down. "I am terribly sorry for my friends actions. My name is Kioytaka Ishimaru, I'm the schools head hall moniter." He holds his hand out to you. "Do you need help getting up?"
      "I--"
   You cant seem to get words out as you too look around in amazement. Who knew color could be so wonderful? You had about it in books and your parents spoke out it often, but you never imagined what it would be like yourself. It was beautiful.
      Ishimaru looks at you with concern. "Did you hit your head too hard when Leon knocked you over? How many fingers am I holding up?" He practically shoves four fingers in your face and you scoot back toward the wall. You look to Leon who sits a few feet to your right.
      Leon's still looking around like he's just gotten eyesight for the first time in his whole life, which he basically has. His eyes quickly go to you and both of you blush in embarrassment. He quickly stands up and brushes himself off.