Kokichi took a few deep breaths, trying to get himself together. It wasn't exactly like he had never seen a dead body before.. the most brutal one of all was the execution for Miu.. the image of her being dismembered slowly, limb for limb..

He shuddered.

The image of that was going to haunt him forever.. and now this one would. He slowly turned back around set his eyes on Korekiyo's dead and twisted body. He needed to focus on this now..

He slowly walked closer, squirming at the cuts and scrapes.. even the discreet specks of blood on his neck.. wait, is that lipstick?

"So that's what that creep was hiding underneath that creepy ass mask.."

Kokichi looked around the body, noticing that he was completely restrained, his hands and feet tied together with a tough and durable type of rope.

He turned around quickly, looking towards the door, "Shuichi! Come here, qui-" he cut himself off mid sentence.

Shuichi wasn't here.

He was in a hospital bed in the basement of the school building, maybe in a great deal of pain, maybe feeling nothing.. he didn't know. He didn't know how much that jump.. no, fall.. had hurt him. It was a high building and the sound he made when he hit the floor.. oh, that sound; the most spine chilling sound..

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If Monomi hadn't of been there, the detective would have surely of died. Even now, the seriousness of his injuries wasn't clear.. it could be anything from a few broken bones.. to major head trauma.

Kokichi eyes widened again as he had another, more shattering thought, "What if he doesn't remember me?!"

He looked down at his hands to see that he was shaking, only to clench them closed into fists. He needed to be a liar, an unreadable figure with a stone cold face, painting on emotions whenever it suited him.

He needed to strengthen his resolve and slap a smile back onto his face before someone pointed out the emerging cracks in his mask.

Now that Shuichi was fighting for his life, it was Kokichi's turn to be the detective. He knew that he wasn't as observant as Shuichi.. or as talented. not nearly as talented.. But he had to do it because he did not have another choice.

There hadn't been a body discovery announcement for Korekiyo.. unless the one for Shuichi was really meant to be for him..

Kokichi's face lit up before it quickly fell back down. He remembered that there had to be three people as a witness for an announcement to ring, meaning that he would have to either get other people in, or just leave him there.

The risk was that.. someone could walk in and see him with the body.. that wouldn't be the easiest situation to work his way out of.. not like they would let him have any investigation time whatsoever anyway.

He looked around for a few seconds before quickly searching over Korekiyo's body once again. "Okay, okay, tied up hands and feet.. red stuff around the rope.. jeez, either this guy was tied up in a hurry or he was into some really kinky stuff, hmph, maybe it was both~"

Kokichi peered around to the back of the body, to see a large scrape of blood on the wall behind him. He leaned closer only to pull away quickly at the sight of a large, bloody hole in the back of his neck.

"Oh shit! No, no, no, no.. ew.. god.." He exhaled loudly, "Okay, gross.. how did Shuichi do this..?"

He summoned all of his strength again and returned to the body, looking closer at the wound. The hole had to be at least a few inches deep, due to the the fact that some of the blood looked like it hadn't completely dried on his skin yet.. Kokichi looked upwards and saw that there was also a splotch of blood on the back of his head. "How is there.. so much blood, eugh!"

He tapped the back of Korekiyo's head quickly, then looked down at his hands which had faint blood stains on them. "How recently was he killed? What if the murderer just left?!"

Kokichi stepped fully away from the body, not wanting to waste any more time standing right next to a corpse; especially since he was at the risk of being caught. He had gotten a relatively good first look but he really couldn't spend any more time alone in a bathroom with Korekiyo.

As he was about to leave, the door to the bathroom started creaking, like something or someone on the other side was leaning against it in order to open it. His heart jumped into his throat as he ran subconsciously into a stall, closing the door and standing on the toilet seat to make sure that neither his feet nor his entire body was visible. He could hear his own stupid, loud breathing and desperately clasped a hand over his mouth in order to silence himself.

Footsteps.

It wasn't clear who they belonged to, male or female, but they were slow, and they were paced, walking with a clear intention of where they were going and what they were doing. There was a loud screeching noise; maybe it was a weapons being unsheathed, maybe it was something being picked up from the floor.. or maybe it was all in his head.

The sounds of the steps were getting gradually louder and louder but he managed to keep his panicking quiet and his breathing faint.

There was then a gentle knock at the stall door. When Kokichi looked down, there was a large shadow underneath the door.

He pressed his hand to his mouth even harder and closed his eyes, not wanting to be scared enough to make an unnecessary noise that would alarm whoever it was.

*BAM*

Kokichi flinched, a quiet, muffled scream escaping from his mouth as he opened his eyes.. much to his shock, no one was standing in the doorway to greet him. He kept listening, still on edge, until he heard footsteps, and the door to the bathroom open and close.

He let out a shaky breath and opened the door finally, peering around the corner. Sure enough, no one was there now. But someone definitely had been before..

The door to the left side of the stall he was in was kicked open.. and that thought alone completely terrified him.

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Without wasting another moment, Kokichi finally escaped from the bathroom, starting to run down the corridor as fast as he could manage, when he heard the ultimate dumbass.. astronaut.. walk towards him, anger in his voice. "I heard what you did to Shuichi!"

The smaller boy's face grimaced, "What, did you hear it off the first person who told you and instantly believe them?~ No like I'm surprised though, an idiot like you couldn't think for himself!"

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Kaito grabbed Kokichi's scarf and raised him up off of the ground by his collar, "Shut up right now or I'll-"

"Whatcha gonna do to me Kaito?~ kill me?"