Part 3 of Whose eyes are these?
Characters: Shuichi Saihara, Kokichi Ouma, Kaito Momota, Rantaro Amami, Kaede Akamatsu
Main ship: Shuichi Saihara x Kokichi Ouma
Shuichi, why do I love making you suffer?
TW: Bullying, Suicide, Child Abuse
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It had been a year since the accident.

Kokichi was stopped on his way to school one day by Rantaro and Kaito.

"We, have a confession to make," Rantaro looked away.

Kokichi giggled, "Sorry, I might like guys, but I don't like any of you two!"

"That's not it," Kaito rubbed the back of his head, "You know how Shuichi was your bully?"

Kokichi growled. He really didn't like talking about Shuichi, "What of him?"

"He wasn't the bully. It was us," Rantaro confessed, "We set it up so it would look like he was the one who did it and not us. We're sorry."

Kokichi blinked.

All this time.

All this time he had been mad at Shuichi for nothing.

It didn't matter now.

It wasn't like he was going to meet him again.

"Nishishi, it's fine~!" Kokichi pointed his finger down, "But I'll only forgive you if you get down and lick my shoes clean!"

Kaito immediately started to kneel down.

Kokichi giggled, "Nishishi! That was a lie!", before he took off running.

"Why you little-"

"After him!"

They laughed the entire way to school.

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The very next day, Kokichi saw someone who he never expected to see again on his way to school.

Shuichi Saihara.

Although, there were a couple things different.

He was across the street from Shuichi, who was holding a cane (?) getting chased by some boys taller than him.

"Come back here!" One of them shouted, cackling.

Shuichi tripped and fell down.

The other held him up by the back of his shirt, "Aw! Look! What are you going to do now?"

"H-Hey! L-Let g-go!" Shuichi struggled to breath, lifting his head up.

Kokichi blinked. While he recognized the hat, the white blindfold around Shuichi's eyes was definitely new.

The boy not holding him up took his cane and threw it into the park, "Have fun getting to school now!"

Shuichi was dropped and kicked, before finally being left alone by the two.

He struggled to get up, and finally decided to just lay against a lamppost next to him.

Kokichi stared at him, before moving through the street.

Having learnt from the accident, he waiting for the green light before going.

He jumped the fence separating the park and the sidewalk, got Shuichi's cane, jumped it again, and handed the cane back to Shuichi.

"Huh?" Shuichi grabbed the cane, finally getting up, "T-thank you."

He started to head towards to school. Kokichi stared after him, "Hey, wait!"

Shuichi turned back around.

So he doesn't recognize my voice...

"I'm a high school student too. I know bullies suck and all that. Do you want to meet here after school?" Kokichi asked, sweat rolling down his face.

Why was he doing this?

Shuichi smiled, "I'd like that. Finally having a friend, that is."

He turned away and started walking again, Kokichi doing the same.

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"What do you mean you met Shuichi?!" Kaede yelled, her voice echoing throughout the cafeteria.

Kokichi quickly slapped a hand over her mouth, "Keep it down! The last thing I need is for people to start offering to beat him up! Again!"

Kaede shook her head, "Right, sorry. You said he had a cane. Why is that?"

Kokichi tapped his hands on the lunch table, "He had a blindfold around his eyes."

Kaito blinked, "Hey, did you ever find out who donated their eyes?"

Rantaro was missing. Something to do with his sister(s).

Kokichi's fingers stopped.

Oh.

oh sHIT.

He slammed his head on the table.

"Kokichi!"

"Are you okay?"

"Don't just do that!"

FUCKING SHUICHI WAS THE ONE WHO DONATED HIS EYES.

HOW MUCH OF AN IDIOT ARE YOU?

THAT'S FUCKING WHY HE HAD TO ASK SOMEONE TO HAND THAT LETTER TO YOU!

Wait.

Kokichi never did read the letter, did he?

What was it about?

Him not being a real bully, or the eye donation?

Both?

Fuck, I should've read it.

Curse my anger.

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Kokichi walked around in a circle, waiting for Shuichi at the park.

Where is he? He should've been here by now.

Shuichi ran past him suddenly. Kokichi turned his head, "Hey-"

"Sorry! Can't talk! Parents want me home asap!" Shuichi hurriedly explained, not stopping his sprint.

As he turned the corner, Kokichi had what was possibly the worst possible idea.

Let's follow him.

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He saw Shuichi run into the house.

Kokichi sneaked over and peaked through the front window.

Shuichi walked in front of the TV.

His mom(?) stood up, angrily waving a sheet of paper, "What is this?!"

Was that a report card?

It has all As except for one B though.

Why is she angry?

Shuichi put his hands up and started backing away, "I-I'm s-sorry-"

His mom grabbed a glass bottle, drank from it, before immediately slamming it down on Shuichi's head with a loud crash.

Kokichi froze.

Holy shit, his parents, or at least his mom, are abusive.

Shuichi's dad walked into view, holding a knife.

Kokichi quickly ducked underneath the window, calling the police.

As he waited for them to pick up, Shuichi's screams echoed.

Apparently, they were only loud enough to reach Kokichi and no further.

"Hello, what is your emergency?"

"Hi, I followed a friend home. He's currently getting beat up by his parents."

Kokichi was shocked at how calm his voice was.

No stuttering? No shaking?

Man, he really has changed.

"Alright, we'll be right there. What's the address?"

"*Insert address here*"

"Stay on the phone with me. Where are you, and what can you see?"

Kokichi peeked through the window again.

"I'm at their front window. Currently, his mom has broken a glass bottle on his head, and his dad is- oh my god- he's cutting him with a knife."

He ducked back down, breathing heavily.

"Can you hear what they're saying?"

Kokichi lifted the phone away from his ear.

"NOT ONLY DID YOU DECIDE YOU WANTED TO BE A FUCKING BOY! YOU HAD TO DECIDE TO DONATE YOUR FUCKING EYES AS WELL, YOU PIECE OF WORTHLESS SHIT!"

"They're yelling at him for something about being a boy, and donating his eyes."

"Anything else?"

"That's the only conversation topic I can hear."

Police sirens.

"I can hear the police."

"You can hang up now. Wait in front of the house. What's your name?"

"Kokichi Ouma."

He hung up, quietly standing in front of the house.

A cop got out of a car, with a gun, "Don't move. What's your name?"

"Kokichi Ouma."

The cop lowered his gun, motioning for the other cops to break down the door.

They broke in at once.

Kokichi couldn't stop himself from glancing inside.

Shuichi was curled up on the floor with words scratched into him, some scars, some fresh (Oh god, was this why he wore long sleeves all the time?). His mom was angrily waving a broken bottle at the cops, while his dad waved a knife.

Soon enough, both parents were placed into the car and drove off.

Shuichi was placed in an ambulance and taken to the hospital.

Kokichi glanced after it, before heading back home.

He texted Kaede about the incident, and then went to bed.

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The next morning, which was thankfully a weekend, Shuichi showed up at his doorstop.

The police explained that Shuichi was going to have to stay with them for the meantime, as his uncle wasn't in town, and Kokichi was the one who found him.

Shuichi froze when he heard the name, "Kokichi Ouma."

Kokichi's mom quickly set up the pull out couch for Shuichi.

Afterwards, she left the two teenagers alone.

Silence.

"I-I-I'm sorry," Shuichi started to cry.

How did that work?

"What are you sorry for?" Kokichi asked.

He already knew the answer of course.

Maybe it was just a sadistic urge that he needed Shuichi to say what he did.

"I-I'm the one who bullied you."

That's a lie. He probably still thinks you don't know yet.

"I made you run into the street."

Truth. Although, that was also Kokichi's fault partially.

"I'm being a burden to you right now," Shuichi's voice cracked.

Very, very, very, very much a lie.

"You're not a burden."

"Yes I am! I'm making you waste resources on me! You shouldn't even know where I live-"

Shuichi paused.

Kokichi decided to pick up the conversation before he could make the realization that Kokichi followed him home.

Like a stalker.

"You're not a burden," Kokichi repeated, "Afterall, you gave me my eyesight back."

Shuichi looked away, "It's an eye for and eye. That's how the phrase goes."

Kokichi turned to him, "You know, Kaito and Rantaro confessed that they were the ones bullying me."

"Oh."

To make a long story short, they finally forgave each other and became friends.

("I-I never had friends. Even before the accident.."

"Not even Kaito and Rantaro?"

"I-It's more like, I kept t-trying to stop them from b-bullying you."

"...")

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Shuichi had been transferred back to his original school. A.K.A Kokichi's school.

Oh boy.

The first time Shuichi walked in with the blindfold and cane, the teacher was absent, and everyone went fucking nuts.

"Go away!"

"No one wants you here!"

"I'll make my 'go the fuck away' spell!"

"I'll Neo Akido you out of the atmosphere!"

Surprisingly, the first one to stand up was Rantaro.

"You fucking freak! You're probably just pretending to be blind because Ko got so much positive attention!"

Kokichi, Kaito, and Kaede shot a glance to each other.

Fuck, that's right, he doesn't know-

Wait.

he doESN'T KNOW!

Rantaro ripped the blindfold off Shuichi's face before immediately backing away, blindfold still in hand.

Shuichi looked up, scarred face staring directly at Rantaro.

Everyone gasped.

"Are you happy now?"

His voice was so small.

Shuichi walked out of the classroom, with a final statement, "I know I'm not wanted."

Kokichi stood up, "Shuichi, wait-"

Shuichi turned to him, "You should want me the least. Stop pretending."

Shuichi disappeared, and he wasn't seen again for the rest of the day.

Or the rest of the week.

Or the month.

Kokichi's mind immediately went to the worst possible scenario.

Suicide.

He entered a storage closet no one used anymore to get something for a teacher, before immediately stumbling back.

Dead body.

Dead body dead body dead body deadbodydeadbodydeadbodydeadbod-

Kokichi was silent for the rest of the day.

How could he talk when he saw his crush overdosed on pills?

Part 3 of 3
(Probably)