Warning: This chapter contains gore, disturbing(?) text, sl*rs, and slight sexual content.
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August 01, 2009 - Garden * The Lone Tree
"Gh-!'
Kokichi's eyes widened, 'Wh-what the hell?! What's going on?'.
Rantaro Amami, the greenette male who was inches away from abusing him with a wooden bat and called him names, was - kissing him?! Well, Kokichi didn't think it was a - 'real' kiss; Rantaro's eyes were opened, drooped down slightly in a smug expression. Kokichi swore, if his lips weren't on his, Rantaro would be smirking.
Rantaro slowly closed his eyes, and scooted closer to the shorter boy; he wrapped his arms around Kokichi's waist, grinding against him. Kokichi gasped (eyes still open), allowing Rantaro to force his tongue in his mouth; he made sure to touch every spot in Kokichi's mouth.
Kokichi quietly moaned, closing his eyes. He heard Rantaro make a 'Hmph' sound and grinned in the kiss. Kokichi placed down Miu's notebook and wrapped his arms around Rantaro's neck, pressing them closer than before. Kokichi broke the kiss, a string of saliva connecting them. Rantaro gave a smug expression - opening his mouth, "What a damn faggot."
The shorter one gasped, tears pricking his eyes. "W-What...?"
"If you were a straight guy, you would push me away. What you did, was grind against me and kissed back," He stood up and simply watched tears stroll down Kokichi's face. "Aww, why are you crying? Am I a big, mean bitch? Haha! Damn, this is some good info. See ya, faggot." Just like that, he was gone.
Kokichi sat there, aroused and teary-eyed. He picked Miu's notebook up and used his palms to wipe away his tears. He sighed, trying to calm himself down; he stood up and wiped off some of the dirt on his legs. Kokichi stumbled back to the room, "Hey, Oma-san! ...You okay?"
August 01, 2009 - An Empty Room
Kokichi didn't look up and handed Miu her notebook without a word. Shuichi walked over to him - he looked at Kokichi with worry clear in his eyes, "Hey, Kokichi... Are you okay? What happened? You run into anyone..?"
Kokichi sat down in a random chair in the room and looked up at the other male staring at him. He sighed quietly and turned his head to his left, "I-I'm fine... N-Nothing happened."
Korekiyo said with a kind tone, "Kokichi-san, please stop lying. I ask that you tell us the truth we desire..."
Kokichi knew he had no way out of the situation, "I," He started quietly. "I ran into Rantaro..."
Tenko grumbled, "What did the degenerate do?" She clenched her fists.
"W-Well," He was hesitant to tell the story. He looked at the group - they looked back. "I went to grab Miu's n-notebook a-and he c-came u-up to me and - and - and... he kissed me."
Shuichi asked, "If you don't mind me asking - what was that last part?"
"He kissed me," Kokichi said a little louder, hearing an angry gasp from Tenko.
"That damn degenerate! He kissed you without you asking! I'm gonna cut his dick off!" Tenko exclaimed.
Everyone looked at her, most giving her worried looks; Korekiyo smiled under his mask, "May I join in doing so? I have the urge to slap at the current moment."
"Of course, slight degenerate male." Tenko agreed.
"Slight degenerate male..?" Shuichi asked.