Part 2 of Whose eyes are these?
Characters: Shuichi Saihara, Kokichi Ouma, Kaede Akamatsu, Rantaro Amami, Kaito Momota
Main ship: Shuichi Saihara x Kokichi Ouma
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Shuichi hadn't wanted to hurt Kokichi.

Not at all.

However, Kokichi seemed to hate him anyway.

All because of a few misunderstandings.

The very first one Shuichi could remember were the frogs.

"Kaito? Amami? What are you doing?" Shuichi asked, tilting his head.

Kaito and Rantaro were giggling while placing frogs inside Kokichi's backpack while he was somewhere else.

"Placing frogs inside the kid's backpack!" Kaito shouted, giggling.

"That's not nice," Shuichi pushed the two away, placing his hands inside the backpack to take the frogs out.

"Fine! Be a killjoy!" Rantaro pouted, walking away with Kaito.

Shuichi turned his attention back to the frogs.

"Eh? What are you doing?"

Shuichi looked up.

Oh shit. Kokichi was there.

"What the heck? Why were you putting frogs into my backpack?!"

Kokichi quickly yanked his backpack away from Shuichi and left.

Rantaro and Kaito walked up to Shuichi, laughing.

"Oh my god!"

"Did you see his reaction?"

"So funny!"

Shuichi bit his lip.

He wanted to clear things up, so Shuichi went to find Kokichi.

As soon as he did, however, Kokichi broke into a sprint and ran.

"H-Hey!" Shuichi yelled after him, "Come back!"

It had been thirty minutes of searching, and Shuichi was about ready to give up when he saw Kokichi climbing out from between two vending machines.

He lit up, making eye contact with the other.

Wait.

Why was he running towards the road?

"Wait! No!"

A car slammed into Kokichi at full force.

Shuichi pulled out his phone and called the hospital while running towards Kokichi.

"Oh no. This is all my fault," Shuichi whispered, kneeling down next to Kokichi.

Blood was everywhere. The car driver hadn't even stopped.

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"Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Yes."

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He was moving schools.

No one really wanted to talk to him after the accident.

It was fine.

He wouldn't want to talk to himself either.

As Shuichi sat in the limo his parents owned, he landed a letter to the driver, "Can you hand this to Kokichi please?"

Shuichi heard the driver leave the car as he laid down.

Tears started falling.

W-why are you crying?

You don't deserve to have the right to cry!

You're the one who made him loose his eyesight in the first place!

Maybe the question wasn't why, but how.

Because he didn't have any eyes to cry with in the first place.

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As the boy who had just lost his eyesight drove away from the boy who just regained his, a letter crumbled in the fire.

Maybe if Kokichi had bothered to read it, he wouldn't be so mad.

Dear Kokichi Ouma,

I know you probably don't want to see me. So that's why I'm writing this letter before the surgery.

You may be asking how I know about your surgery.

Well, I think that can be answered easily with one statement, and I shall say it now.

Please take care of my eyes.

Sincerely, Me.

But he hadn't.

So the anger forged on.

Part 2 of 3
(Probably)