Byakuya Togami has long since lost count of the amount of parties he'd been to. Even as a child, and his whole family was...well...as whole as it could be, he's been invited to hundreds upon thousands of get-togethers. He was a good little show pony for that pathetic man he called a father, he abandoned going to such trivial celebrations once he became the next in line to inherit the Togami fortune. Well, unless they were absolutely necessary. So the fact that he even found himself in a place like, with a bunch of immature teenagers, he felt disgusted.

His disgust only furthered as he watched Leon get up and begin singing karaoke next to Maizono, his horribly off-tune scratchy voice mixed with the well trained but loud vocals of the lady next to him. Not to mention that girl Junko Enoshima was just being an overall nuisance with her babbling about despair. So it became an irritable mix of yelling and buzzing, and it was beginning to stress him out. He was just happy that he didn't have to deal with that girl with the twintails, that smelt like she didn't bathe, thanks to that Komaru girl keeping her occupied. Speaking of Komaru...he hesitated to admit to himself that he found his mind wandering towards where her brother was.

Komaru herself had arrived with Fukawa, but Makoto...Makoto was nowhere to be seen.

However, he wouldn't simply allow himself to ask. He didn't REALLY care, after all, who was Makoto but a talentless plebeian who got into this program based on pure dumb luck? He'd never known the stress of true hard work, or a broken home, or being the entire reason your family was torn to shreds.Makoto is not him!  He is normal, he is easy, he is...he is stability...

Togami let out a disgusted noise at his own thoughts, how ridiculous! Stability is having money! And power! The ability to take control and hold it in your palm! Have it bend and break to your will as you please! It wasn't some plane Jane commoner with a middle class family.

His own thoughts were interrupted by the door being kicked open, which caught most of the people off guard. Until they saw who walked in afterwards.

"Oowada-kun! That is not your property! Apologize immediately!"

Great, now all Togami wanted to do was leave. Of course these two had to show up. He thought they were studying? He was hoping they'd stay that way until he left, but apparently that's not in his fate.

"Come on guys...can you two cool it? You fought all the way here."

Now they had his attention.

Makoto Naegi, walking in with a red and white helmet in his hands, seemed a bit concerned over the feuding friends.

"Fuck off Naegi, yer lucky ya even got a ride here."

"Ahaha, yeah, I should've finished my chores earlier. But I didn't think my mom would really stop me from going."

He said, handing the helmet off to Mondo. Who proceeded to just toss it to the side.

"Thanks again Oowada, I'd never been on a motorcycle."

'Barbaric.'

Togami thought, scoffing at the idea. Oowada being the street rat he is, was definitely speeding the whole ride. And if his assumption was correct, which he always was, he did so transporting three people.

That was reckless!

Makoto was immediately surrounded by his fellow classmates, which annoyed Togami to no end. Though, he supposed that it was easy for Naegi to make friends. He was the only one who's average, with his tiny, unintimidating frame, and really his overall air of mediocrity;and with that, he was easy to approach.

He supposed Fujisaki had a similar aura, but he was definitely too easy to startle. Asahina was a close third, but she tended to sometimes come off as too much for people. Makoto just had this easy to approach demeanor...

"Uh...Togami? I didn't expect to see your face here?"

Togami was snapped out of his thoughts, immediately reacting with a disgusted grimace at their words as though he hadn't spaced out. But his face melted into his usual scowl at the realization of who it was.

"...Good, I've made an impression." He said, sitting with his back straight. "Normally I wouldn't attend such an affair, but I decided to grace you plebeians with my presence. Be grateful." Makoto laughed, and that annoyed Togami to no end. However, not in a disrespected sense. But he was annoyed at how it didn't annoy him properly! What an annoying boy!

"Well, would you mind if I sat next to you? The motorcycle ride left me a little winded."

Togami let out an exaggerated sigh, but waved his hand to the space beside him.

"I suppose this isn't my home, carry on. But do not touch me. Your unwashed hands may damage my wardrobe."

"Ahaha, alright. I'll be careful."

He said, taking a seat.

"Hey, uhhh, Togami?"

"What is it? Make it quick."

"Komaru told me you were disappointed when I didn't show up with her, is that true?"

Togami ruffled a bit, grumbling slightly.

"I tolerate your face the most, of course I was disappointed when I didn't see you amongst the crowd."

"Ahaha, you know we can make this work Togami."

Makoto said, placing a reassuring hand on Togami's shoulder.

"Unless you can pay for my dry cleaning, remove yourself."

"I can't pay for dry cleaning."

Naegi said as he pulled his hand away, but instead laced his fingers with the blonde boy's.

"But I can pay for hand soap."

"You're impossible."

Togami grumbled, though he did find himself squeezing the smaller boy's hand.

"Though...I suppose it can be forgiven. Just this once."

(965 Words, this ship is cool. I'm not the best at ending one shots as some can see. And I'm still open for requests. So keep them coming.)