Death sentence 『Oumasai』

Kiibo and Kokichi's hang out day

Kokichi was a bit bored. the sound of quiet wind made it's way through Kokichi's window, blowing ever so gently against his soft skin. He was going to text Saihara but he suddenly remembered that he had to do an interrogation with Kaito. He stood for a little bit wondering who he could hang out with, or invite over. Since Rantaro wasn't around anymore Kokichi had been struggling with making friends. He kept on thinking, and in a flash he remembered Kiibo.

He hadn't talked to Kiibo in a long minute, he was too scared to reach out to him because of Rantaro. He was frightened that Kiibo would hate his guts, since people pinned him for Rantaro's murderer. He took a deep breath before getting his phone to dial Kiibo.

To say that this was nerve-wraking would be the understatement of the year but to say that Kokichi was only a bit scared would be the understatement of the god damn century. His hands were shaking like crazy and his breath hitched a bit, he resembled Saihara...

The phone rung about two times before Kokichi heard the enthusiastic voice that he had remembered Kiibo used to always talked in. "Hello, who is this?" He heard Kiibo say. A shiver of melancholy ran through Kokichi's body as he remembered the time him Kiibo and Rantaro used to hang out. "Hey Kee-boy! It's me Kokichi, I was wondering if you wanted to hang out...y'know like old times!" He exclaimed. The line went silent before he heard Kiibo sniffle a little bit. "O-Ouma! You don't know how worried I was about you! You cut ties with everyone, I'm so glad you're okay!" He could tell Kiibo was hurt, Ouma thought that sometimes Kiibo showed more humanity than actual humans.

Ouma didn't really know how to respond. He was never really good at comforting people, he wished he had that skill. "Oh! Nishishi I guess you can say you missed the evil supreme leader!" He giggled which made Kiibo giggle a bit too. "Anyway, the answer to your question is yeah sure, where would we go out though?" The robot asked, confused. "I'm on probation soooo we would have to hang at my place. If that's okay with you." Ouma explained. "Yeah that's fine, I'll be on my way then." He said before hanging up.

Kokichi sighed whilst he layed on his bed brainstorming some ideas for them to do when Kiibo got there. He didn't want to be a boring host so he looked at his video games, he saw Mario cart, Super smash bro's, and this really weird game that he bought about students getting trapped in a highschool and having to murder each other. He picked super smash bro's cause why not.

Ouma took a moment to look around his room, it wasn't the cleanest but it was something. Books were scattered on his hard wood floor while the desk that held his TV up was littered with panta bottles and a deck of cards. His bed wasn't made, there were clothes on his bed. It was a mess, but he never felt motivated to clean it. He was mourning over his friends death for god sakes.

He grumbled before flopping on his bed. He felt woeful once again. Why? He was just happy a second ago and then he had to do a full 360 and become sad again. It would really help if he could talk to Saihara a little bit ...

He pushed those thoughts out of his head, he was going to hang out with Kiibo today and it was going to be awesome. Although he wished that Rantaro was still there to hang out with them.

Soon he was brought out of his trance by the harsh knocking that came from the front door. 'Damn that robot is fast' Ouma thought before getting out of his bed and rushing to the front door. It sucked that he couldn't go outside until a few more days. (The probation wasn't because of the murder of rantaro it was because he had the wise idea of stealing panta) He didn't even do anything wrong he was just thirsty!

Once he was infront of the door he gently opened it to reveal Kiibo. "Hey Kee-boy!" Kokichi said with a smile on his face. Kiibo wore that same smile, it was nice to see his best friend again. "Hey Kokichi!" He didn't care about that stupid nickname that Kokichi had called him, all he cared about was that he had his friend back.

Kokichi let Kiibo inside his house, making small talk as he did. "Hey, Kokichi...before we do anything can we uhm..talk about Rantaro." Pain emitted from his voice as he said his name. Kokichi felt a pang of sympathy make its way inside of his chest. "Sure....let's sit down first." He said as he led Kiibo to his tan couch.

"Is there anything in particular you wanted to talk about?" Kokichi asked, giving Kiibo a caring glance. "W-well, I just wanted to talk to someone since I think I've kept my emotions bottled up long enough." Kiibo said, Kokichi was going to say a 'robophobic' remark but he refrained from it. "You could talk about whatever you want, I wont judge, joke or even comment--I'll just listen to you." Kokichi comforted before Kiibo nodded and began to talk.

"Well, Uhm where do I start...Well I guess I'll start from the beginning." Kiibo took his time, inhaling the vacant air that surrounded Ouma's living room, "Well I remember when I first met you and Rantaro, it was kind of funny actually. I remember Rantaro stood up for me when you were making fun of me for being a robot...I also remember when you both stood up for me whenever anyone else bullied me. A-and....I can't help but miss him! I hate that everyone else at school exept for a few people don't even acknowledge that he passed away, like he was just another student in Hopes peak, like he didn't even matter!"

Kiibo wished he could cry, he wished he could atleast shed a few tears but he was a robot incapable of crying; he wasn't even supposed to feel emotions.

"I-I...I think I liked him...I don't know much about human emotions but I'm trying to understand even so...I think that I did. Whenever he was near me I felt like my robot heart would jump out of my chest and when he defended me I felt heat rise up to my face.. a-and whenever we embraced I felt so warm and fuzzy."

Ouma felt a chuckle escape from his mouth, "It looks like you had a crush! You're becoming more human everyday." He smiled, but this time Kiibo didn't smile back. He looked like he could break down at any moment. "I-I don't know what to do Ouma! H-he's gone...He won't be able to hug me anymore, he won't be able to defend me anymore, he won't be able to even talk to me anymore! How am I supposed to move on?!" He screamed, man was Kokichi glad that his grandmother wasn't home because Kiibo was really loud. All Ouma could do was hug Kiibo and rub circles on his back.

"It'll be okay, I know for a fact that Rantaro felt the same way! I know It's hard, so please try to be strong for him....for me and every one else too, okay?"

Kiibo was still hurting, but Kokichi helped the pain just a little bit.

Aaaallrighgtttt, Soooo Kokichi and Kiibo are my brotp and like I can't! Anyway this story was just to show that other people cared for Rantaro not just Kokichi! Anywhoooo~~ I hope you enjoyed, as always have a pantabulous day! (Also I don't really proofread I should start huh?)

-Author <3