•kokichi oneshots!• | DRV3 | on hiatus

✦ a 16th student. | 17.

-this is a keebouma au of mine! In this kokichi and rantaro's ultimate are changed
—instead of the giant dome in DRV3, its endless, inescapable forests that are extremely easy to get lost in. But, if you go far enough, you will encounter a wall too slick and tall to climb. In the middle of the forest is giant, rolling hills that go on for a mile or four nobody can really tell, with an overgrown dormitory, school, and shine-esc area.
—-plot: one day, keebo hears monokuma complaining about a '16th student going missing in the woods before the game started,' and decides to investigate.

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keebo sat quietly, listening.

monokuma said that one of the 16 students was missing, but nobody else heard. Curse his hyper-sensitive receptors.

he sighed and went outside, maybe he'd have better luck that way.

the outside area, and out into the endless expanse of forest. It was beautiful on the soaked morning, red and yellow light peaking throw the canopies of the forever summer-green trees.

then, he saw something purple flash in his vision. He thought it was just a flower at first — still going to investigate it — but realized it was a person.

with a buzz of excitement, he followed the trail of food prints and crushes foliage to a small tree stump, where a boy was sitting, idly taking in the morning light.

keebo tapped the boy's shoulder, and with a hard flinch, he looked to see keebo — while also extremely terrified.

"h- hello, mr.! I am K1-B0, or keebo for short! I'm the ultimate robot!" Keebo held out a hand to the purple-haired boy, who was barefoot, with tattered up clothes that looked similar to rantaro's in fashion.

the boy titled his head before speaking. "I'm- kokichi ouma," he croaked, like he hadn't spoken in awhile. "I'm...the ultimate...survivor. I th-think. I don't r-remember well.." He murmured.

it had been weeks since the killing game had started—nobody had killed each other and monokuma was waiting for some reason.

"survivor," keebo looked at his monopad, kokichi's icon popping up. "Huh. I should get you back to the dorms, you look pretty beat up," he picked up kokichi in his arms.

kokichi blinked before shrugging. It was better than walking. Keebo's arms were cold, metal pressing against his pale, underfed and tattered body.

kokichi was tired, and when he laid down, keebo could tell he was way underfed, his ribs showing threw the fabric as he carried him.

by the time keebo was back at the school, kokichi was passed out cold, and keebo was unable to wake him up, and, with nothing else he could do, wandered to the school lobby and waited for him to wake up there.

"hey, keebo," rantaro, the ultimate lucky student asked, his eyebrows furrowed. "Who's that?"

"he said his name was kokichi ouma! He is the ultimate survivor, to what he knows. I am waiting for him to wake up so I can get him some food and clothes." Keebo flashed a smile, light blush filtering onto his cheeks.

"would you be so kind as to go get some clothes from the sixteenth, unused dorm in the dormitory, rantaro? Please and thank you," keebo asked, making sure not to wake kokichi.

"sure," rantaro nodded, giggling before walking off, and then soon returning with a pair of black, chunky shorts, a white-and-yellow striped shirt, knee-high black socks, black shoes, a flannel, and fingerless gloves. "This was all I could find."

keebo nodded and, to his dismay, woke kokichi up.

"hmm...?" Kokichi buzzed, looking around. "Where am I-" He then looked to keebo, who was gently holding him, and rantaro, who had clothes for him.

"ah! Kokichi! I apologize greatly for waking you up!" Keebo frowned innocently, sighing. "I shouls probably have you bathe before you change," he muttered.

"can you walk alright, kokichi?" Keebo asked, setting down kokichi, who wobbled slightly before steadying himself in response.

"alright! I'll carry your clothes to your dorm and wait for you to shower in there." He smiled again, picking up kokichi's clothes and taking his hand absentmindedly.

kokichi blinked, his face flushing red, keebo none-the-wiser to what he was doing.

when keebo reached kokichi's dorm, he opened it and lead him to the bathroom, setting the clothes on the counter and waiting on the smaller one's bed for him to finish.

after about thirty minutes, kokichi had finished bathing and had changed, biting his cheek as he spun around in the mirror.

keebo giggled and sighed, taking kokichi's hand again before leading him all around the property, giving him a tour.

"its so....nice looking." Kokichi murmured, rubbing his eyes with a yawn.

"oh!" Keebo sprung up, stopping and looking to the smaller boy. "Are you tired? I can take you to your room if you wish!"

kokichi giggled and nodded, following the robot to his room.

"night, keebo." Kokochi yawned, blinking.

"but its still daytime?" Keebo furrowed his eyebrows.

kokichi laughed before closing the door to an utterly confused keebo.

"its and expression, keebo," rantaro snuck up behind keebo, scaring him slightly. "When people go to sleep they say goodnight."

keebo shrugged and nodded, smiling once again. "Alright! Thank you for this new information, rantaro!"

rantaro giggled before nodding to keebo, who was rushing back to his own room to wair for kokichi.

(a week later)

apparently monokuma gave up on the whole killing game. Tsumugi — whom everyone found out was the mastermind — becoming too attached to everyone to let anyone die.

keebo's mind wondered for a moment, why had he grown so attached to the new student? It made him giggle.

he was a little rude at times, and a lier, but he had...a nice..personality-

"oh no-" Keebo spoke out loud, covering his mouth with his palm, red blush creeping over his face.

did he...like the new student?

oh god, he did.

—-1000 words
HAHAHAAH CLIFFHANGER SUCK ON THAT LMFAOO
but no this has been sitting in my drafts for—probably weeks. I might write another chapter where this is resolved; but for now this is where im leaving it. :)