Saiouma one shots

chair

"Bye kaede....i appreciate the concern but I'm starting to get over his dissapearance" I said as I hugged my arm. Kokichi had gone missing recently and kaede was over every day to make sure I wasn't neglecting my needs out of greif....i was but she helped me break that habit. "If you're completely sure then okay but I'll be back in a few days....remember to eat....please?" I nodded my head and she left the house with a sympathetic smile on her face.

As soon as the door was shut I turned towards the steps that lead to the basement door and walked towards them. I was basically shivering with excitement at this point. I took a second to calm my nerves and grabbed onto the golden doorknob, twisting it and opening the door in one swift motion.

Kokichi's eyes tracked me as I circled around his chair, like a shark about to attack it's prey. Kokichi recently gave up screaming for help (probably because I removed his vocal cords but who knows) but I could tell from the look in his eyes that the only thing he wanted was to leave however I'm never letting that happen. Kokichi fliched instinctively as I smiled as him, by now he knew what that smile ment and he didn't like it one bit. Our morning routine was about to start. That was the one thing kokichi fought me about but I don't know why it's not as bad as it used to be, I've calmed down since then.

I stepped towards him and he immediately began squirming around in his seat and trying to yell but almost no noise came out, only light squeeks or fragments of words, "oh calm down I haven't even done anything" I said as I walked to a wooden decently sized box to the right of him. If I untied his arms it would be just out of reach. Whenever I opened the box he would assume that there was a torture instrument inside or something. I don't understand why he's over reacting its just clothes.....not his clothes but-

*clank*

I heard something fall to the floor to I turned around to see that kokichi had managed to topple the chair over. Silly boy. Did he really think that would help him? "Here I'll help you" I said as I sat the chair up right "now, remember I'm doing this because I love you" I said as I rolled up. His sleeves, admireing the stitches I perfectly made just for him. Kokichi was frantic now, almost even crying. I loved it when he would cry, he would look upward to make the tears go back into his eyes and if that failed he would lower his head in shame as he began sobbing. It was so cute. But I'm getting side tracked, I need to finish our morning routine before it's the afternoon.

I took out the switchblade I kept in my back pocket just in case and pressed it to kokichi's arm just like I did every day and kokichi reacted the same way he did every day, frantically trying to escape his restraints before it was too late but he could never do it. I was planning to make one clean cut on his arm but I got a little too exited and I ended up stabbing kokichi's arm instead of cutting it. I looked at kokichi and his head was lowered, he was pale and he wasn't moveing, he must've passed out from shock.....poor thing.....i let go of the switchblade and raised the sleeping boys head. He doesn't know this but I've watched him sleep a few times and I think he's the most adorable thing in the world.

I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before dressing kokichi and leaving the basement. There's no point of pulling the blade out if kokichi isn't awake to feel the exquisite pain

love is pain after all

(Yes.....yes I will make it into a full fan fiction)