Komaeda has been living with his new kitten for a few days now and had yet to name her.

He thought about Izuru's suggestion but while he loved that it came from hope itself (swoons), he didn't think the kitten took much liking to the name, he had used it a few times and the kitten would always flick her tail and run away.

He sighed and shook his head, standing up, he called out for his kitten, "Kitty? Where'd you go?" He walked around his house, looking for his kitten.

He walked into the kitchen to see her inside a now open cabinet above his counter, pushing at a can for wet cat food, slowly nudging it out of the cabinet.

He laughed slightly and reached up, grabbing the can from the cabinet. The kitten jumped onto his head, nuzzling his fluffy hair as Nagito opened the can.

He opened the can up and put the food into her food bowl, watching as she jumped off of her onto the floor when he crouched down.

He stood and threw away the now empty can, leaving her to eat.

He checked his phone, having felt it buzz.

H-hey Komaeda! I was wondering if you'd like to ha-hang out??? It's just- just been a bit.
💜Tsumiki💉

He smiled at the text, replying making sure not to mention he fact that she stuttered in her text.

Sure Tsumiki-Chan! If you don't mind spending your time with someone like me.
Nagito Komaeda 🥯

O-of course I don't mind! I did ask you in the first place Komaeda..
💜Tsumiki💉

Haha, sorry.
Nagito Komaeda 🥯

It's- It's not a problem! S-day do you mind if I-Ibuki joins us? She's back from tour s-so..
💜Tsumiki💉

I don't mind at all Tsumiki! You can bring as many people as you'd like! Are we meeting at the same cafe??
Nagito Komaeda 🥯

R-right! Thirty minutes or so??
💜Tsumiki💉

Sure! See you guys in a bit, Tsumiki!
Nagito Komaeda 🥯

Nagito smiled and went to his room., changing into a casual outfit. He looked in the mirror, and frowned a little bit, "I wish Tsumiki would have given me a few days notice.."

Nagito did not take care of his health, so Tsumiki would always get worried about him when they were around him. He shook his head, grabbing his hoodie he's had since high school, pulling it on.

He sighed, "Well, nothing I can do about it now," He smiled at the mirror, an attempt to look past his sickly pale face, "Geez. My luck."

He turned and went downstairs, looking to see his kitten halfway up them.

He hadn't noticed her til it was to late, he let out a yelp, almost stepping on her tail causing him to fall down the rest of the stairs in an attempt to avoid her.

He landed on the floor after hitting his head trying to grasp the railing.

"Ow..." he reached up and set his hand gently on his forehead, quickly pulling it away.

Pink blood covered his hand, he frowned, standing up, using the walls and clean hand to pull him, his bloodied hand hovering in front of the wound.

He walked to his kitchen, looking for a first aid kit, before finding it was out of bandages.

"My luck..." he frowned and grabbed a towel, running it under water from his sink before bring it to his head.

He pulled out his phone, texting Tsumiki again.q

Hey, I don't think I'm gonna be able to come today, maybe another day?
Nagito Komaeda 🥯

Oh.. o-okay.. did something come up??
💜 Tsumiki 💉

I uh.. hah.. I feel down the stairs, and I don't have any bandages at home..
Nagito Komaeda 🥯

Oh, I can come help!
💜 Tsumiki 💉

I wouldn't want to burden you with someone like me, Tsumiki-Chan
Nagito Komaeda 🥯

Just then he got another text.

Let Tsumiki help, Nagito. You're hurt.
🍊 Hinata/Kamakura ✨

Kamakura???
Nagito Komaeda 🥯

I was talking with Tsumiki and Mioda when you texted. Let her help, she's a nurse and your friend.
🍊 Hinata/Kamakura ✨

So this is Kamakura, I don't understand why you'd care about trash such as me, but if you tell me to, then I'll listen.
Nagito Komaeda 🥯

You wouldn't if it were Hinata speaking?
🍊 Hinata/Kamakura ✨

Of course I would! Hinata has a type of hope in his heart that is truly beautiful.
Nagito Komaeda 🥯

Ah, so you're saying that you listen to us because we carry hope in our heart. How predictable. No matter, Ibuki and Mikan are on their way over to help you, I'll take my leave. Goodbye Nagito.
🍊 Hinata/Kamakura ✨

Nagito read the text over and over again, having disregarded his wound, dropping the towel on the counter, the blood now dripping down his face. How was he supposed to take that?

How predictable

It was something Kamakura had said a lot over the years, but never to him.

What did it mean?

Did he hate him? Did he dislike his actions?

It wasn't positive, for sure.

No one ever took it positively.

He didn't even feel the pain in his head, his vision blurring from pink dripping in front of his eye. Not that he could see well anyways as his eyes started to swirl.

"Oh Geez. You really are unstable huh?"

Nagito heard a voice, he tried to focus in front o him, just seeing the floor, a pair of shoes, and white pants.

"Well! Guess I'd better start working huh! That's a nasty injury! Good thing I'm here!!" THe was a childish giggle that rang out and through Nagito's head as he lost his ability to see, the floor and shoes blurring away.

With that, Nagito lost consciousness.