A Drawing of Me and You (An OuMota Fanfic)

Chapter 6: The Game Begins

This Part is in Kokichi's POV!

'Let the game begin', hm? Oh how daring Momota-Chan is to go back into a game him and I both know he's complete shit at! I must say that while this game playing does distract me from our current situation, I can't help but wonder how the hell we get out. It's been on my mind for a while and the sooner, the better.
No offense to Kaito, but he's one of the last people I'd like to be stuck with. But, I will admit one thing. During our time here, here's sacrificed a lot for me.. And the both of us altogether of course! He might as well give me the middle finger at this point if he really wants things with us to go back to truly normal. I hope he doesn't though, it's nice to be able to talk to him like a human being instead of being a huge bitch all of the time. Getting pushed around day after day non stop by a tall, purple haired idiot could get on anyone's nerves eventually! So, I have reasons to my view.

"I believe it's your turn, Momota-Chan! It's a shame we only got to do one round last time.. Maybe it'll last longer! I want more fun out of it!" I pretended to be mad, but I just wanted a way out of here as much of a distraction this was. 
I was a liar, and he was the fool. He chooses what he deems to be believable and what is not. It's like the jester and the king in a deck of cards. 

One's always stronger than the other.

"So, give me your best shot! It'll be shit anyways." I was taunting him like the last time we played. 
Even if I do feel bad for making him nervous, I just have to act like I don't care regardless! All part of the bullshit I do on a daily. Sometimes it's fun, but most of the time it really isn't when it comes to more dangerous lies.
"Hey! It won't be shitty, you can count on that!" That's completely unreliable coming from his mouth, and from the attempts from him that I've heard of. "Yeahhh, not gonna." I stuck my tongue out at him playfully with a snicker. "Jeez, just!- Truth or dare?" Kaito asked, crossing his arms with an angered sigh. I could tell he was at least a bit pissed off, but probably a lot more considering the anger issues he has.

"Okay!! Then, give me a dare!" I looked at Kaito straight in those purple eyes with a cunning smirk.
I sensed some feeling of nervousness within the atmosphere so suddenly. Was I causing it perhaps?.. I probably was considering it was probably a scary look I couldn't see for myself.
My own thoughts were cut off when I sensed the negativity flow away. Maybe he had finally decided to swallow the pending fear away to actually answer. "Alright! Then I dare you to only pick truth for 3 of your turns!" He gave me a knowing smirk, like he had been plotting this the whole damn time. Shit! Being forced to abide to the games rules is getting me into trouble of my own.
But, the thing is, he can't tell when I'm saying the truth! Or when I'm saying a lie! So this'll be easy!

"Okay! Eas-" I was cut off by another condition the astronaut added to his dare.
"I wasn't done." He took in a deep breath. "And, for each time you lie, you get a penalty. That penalty is one extra turn of telling the truth. So you can either prolong your turns of truth telling, or you can just answer my simple questions! If you're thinking that you, of all people, is going to be let off the hook that easily, you're dead wrong. I told you that I wasn't gonna disappoint!" That fucker had the nerve to grin through all of it.. He knows nothing! It's- pissing me off! But- looking into his eyes once again, he was staring straight back down at me and into my soul. Like I was some transparent being. An entity, or ghost perhaps. I felt a bit.. Fearful? Was that the correct word?
The tables had turned onto me so effortlessly with one dare?! 
But, it was pretty impressive of him actually that he somehow managed to make his own plan. Maybe he's less of an idiot than I thought he was.
"I'll admit, that's quite impressive!" I spoke the truth with a wide, toothy grin. "But, you're being so tense over one silly game of truth or dare! As much as it isn't boring, you need to slack it a fucking bit spacey!" I spoke nonchalantly with a bit of exaggeration. I had to calm that hothead somehow! Surely more of this unneeded pressure would cause my act to crack and tear at the corners like a piece of old wallpaper. And I just can't afford that whatsoever.