"You don't know anything, so stop pretending that you do! Just stay the fuck out of my way," He punched a fist into Kokichi's chest, "And Shuichi's, if he survives your failed murder attempt!"

Kokichi desperately tried to maintain himself from gasping for breath because the grip around his own neck from Kaito was beginning to become very troublesome. He regrettably didn't think for a moment that the astronaut wasn't capable of completely crushing his windpipe if he wanted.

Okay, this situation was quickly dawning on him; maybe for once, he'd have to shut up with the sarcastic comments and insults..

"Grh! Say something!" Kaito strengthened his grip, his expression hardening with something unusual and unknown.

"If you kill me, then you'll be a murder Kaito, a murderer!" Kokichi attempted to tease him slightly, so the astronaut wouldn't pick up on his sudden personality change and he could get away without being hurt. "And Shuichi wouldn't want you to waste your life on-"

"The person who tried to kill him!" Kaito interrupted him, his gaze coated with that same unusual expression as before. He started to clamp down on the smaller boy's windpipe, when the voice of the Ultimate Maid was heard.

"Kaito! Put him down, control yourself! We will not give in to the lure of escaping this academy by committing such an inhumane act such as this one!" She ran up to them both, putting her hand on Kaito's shoulder, almost begging him to let Kokichi go.

The astronaut faltered and dropped his hand from around Kokichi's neck making the liar slump down onto the ground, making short gasps for breath as if he was choking. Kaito shot him an immensely infuriated look before storming off down the corridor.

Kirumi quickly went to her knees, to assess the condition of the liar. "Kokichi, are you alright? By the way that Kaito was holding you up, I am quite surprised at how collected you are, please inform me of what is going on if you wish too."

So much had happened in the last two hours.. Kokichi haven't processed it; he hadn't at all. What he had done was just pushed down all the metaphorical heartache and turmoil and fear, almost repressing it. Kokichi just looked up at Kirumi, the perfectly shaped smile he always wore was proudly presented on his face, almost like a badge of honour of a liar. "Tsk, stop worrying. Stupid Kaito doesn't scare me! Not in the slightest, I mean, I look phased to you?~"

The Ultimate Maid looked him up and down, not being able to recognise such an obvious lie. So much of him wanted her to see right through it.. But his body wouldn't let him.

creativegiraffe56 is the wonderful artist behind this piece of artwork. There are so many things that I love about this but the one, stand out thing for me is that showing Kokichi's emotions in one drawing, at the same time, within the same panel, seems like quite the achievement. So please go follow them on wattpad and on instagram, and comment. 

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He was internally screaming; begging for help, a saviour from the dark pits of hell he was currently in. He didn't know it, but he was slowly suffocating. Kokichi sprung off the floor and rolled his eyes dramatically, "Jeez Mommmmmm!~ I'm finee!"

The smaller individual then struted off, his arms hanging around the back of his head in an extremely relaxed fashion.

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Kokichi slammed the door to this room behind him, quickly fumbling for his keys to lock the door behind him. The paranoia had finally set in; the constant fear that someone was watching him.. listening to him.. hunting him down.

There was a sudden solitary bang at the door which chorused through Kokichi's entire body, freezing him from head to foot. He fell to the floor, hugging his knees and rocking backwards and forwards, backwards and forwards over and over again. There were few seconds of silence before another bang echoed through his skeleton, tormenting him further. He clamped his eyes shut, covering his ears with his hands, still continuing to rock backwards and forwards; haunting and unstable.

All he was inside was a scared little child whose childhood was taken away; who's teenage years were scarred with chilling memories. When he closed his eyes, he didn't see images of candy and swing sets, all he could see were dead bodies.. bruised, cut, slashed.. and cracked.

But outwardly, he was a complete emotionless monster, smiling and laughing through any tragic event, brushing them off like they couldn't possibly affect a stone cold leader like himself. In the end, that wasn't real.. it was a facade.

Shuichi, his beloved detective, he was the only one who had clawed away at his mask and carved open his heart.. and now he was turning into this monster without him.. because he had never felt so alone in his entire life.

What if Shuichi had never spoken to him in the first place.. he could of stayed alone, feeling this empty. How much of a bigger monster would he have of become?

The liar forced himself to clench his fists and stand up from the floor. He quickly strutted over to his door and swiftly opened it in one dramatic motion. There was no one there, but there was a small dent mark towards the bottom of the door. Kokichi didn't let himself freak out over it though, instead, he locked his own room and headed straight over to Shuichi's room, two hairpins in hand.

*click*

He subtly pushed the door open then swiftly entered the room, closing it as quietly as he could. People seeing him go into Shuichi's room may bring up some unnecessary questions that he didn't exactly want to answer.. but he would lie about that anyway.

_Vincq_ Which panel is my favourite, which panel is my favourite.. hmm, ah! Nope, I can't choose, it's simply impossible! Just all the individual details in each of the parts to this makes me unable to pick a favourite. Agh! I just love them all, I love the ones where he's shaking especially though.. but that's as far as I can go with narrowing them down.. so yes! Please follow, comment.. (god I sound like those annoying Youtubers..)

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The room brought back too many memories than he was comfortable with; the bad and the good.

He started to slowly trudge towards the middle of the room, noting to himself that it hadn't changed whatsoever since he had last been in. Everything was normal and impersonal.. kept as blank and plain as he could, almost like he was preparing to not stay around.

The liar wandered over to Shuichi's desk and sat down, picking up assorted pieces of paper. He chuckled seeing how neat everything was laid out on the page. He kept flicking through the pages, finding the majority of them with odd words and scribbles on.. but that's when he found it.

A drawing of him. He was in awe at the art, never expecting Shuichi to have done something like this in a million years.. it was honestly unbelievable.. yet it was completely real. 

He flicked the page and his eyes widened at the sight of the other drawing; this one being much more embarrassing.. but much more personal. He was so going to tease Shuichi about this one if.. no, when he woke up, definitely when, no 'ifs' about it. 

Nekonaj drew this! This was a silly idea I had in the middle of writing this and yet, they gave me amazing art, even with the extremely vague description I gave.. and they got art back to me within an hour.. so, respect to you.. so much respect. All of Kokichi's poses are perfect and Shuichi's as well.. I just feel like I can't give this the praise it deserves.. SO PLEASE, follow, comment and smash that like button in the f-

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Kokichi slowly put the drawings to one side and then looked over to the draw next to the desk, remembering the day he found the list of murders as vividly as if it was yesterday.. how things had changed between them since then was almost unbelievable.. yet Shuichi was all he ever wanted. And now he was gone, Kokichi knew for sure that he wanted to stay with him forever.

How bittersweet.

He knew somewhere deep deep down, that that reality could only ever stay as a dream.

Truth be told, Kokichi hadn't really had a chance to think back to why.. Shuichi had jumped. Because that's what he did.. he had tried to take his life..

But why? That was the single question that Kokichi had been debating in the back of his mind ever since.

He slowly slid open the drawer, sliding the same boring lists and documents around, tipping some of them accidentally onto the floor.

Maki's words were slowly starting to seep into his mind and he was starting to dwell on them.

"The only reason he would do something like this, is if it was your life on the line. Look at him and see what you've done. Leave before you do any more damage."

He exhaled loudly, knowing deep down that that had a massive possibility of being the underlying truth. He kept shuffling through the pieces of paper, pushing more to the side and onto the floor.

The liar huffed loudly and went down onto his knees to collect the papers that had fallen underneath Shuichi's desk. As he started to gather the plain and boring documents, he put his hand on something different, which he picked up.

It looked like a letter so he flipped it over, stumbling backwards and shooting his head up in shock and terror once he saw the name that it was addressed to, whacking the top of his head on the top of the desk with a loud bang.

                                                       "My saviour, Kokichi Ouma."