✧ Chapter 43 ✧
[ The Only Relief Comes When ]
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[ Kokichi's PoV ]

I woke with that pain in my head again. Almost after every time I jolt awake from my nightmares, I find myself wishing to stay asleep than to be plagued by this pain.

The only thing making me sit up every day was so I could see Saihara-chan on the other side of the glass. Each day, I slowly made my to the blue stained window to rest my forehead against the cool surface.

Each day, I would watch as Saihara-chan cried for me. And each time a tear trailed drown his cheek, that pain in my head kept going. I had to get out of here, I wish I could, but the pain was unbearable.

What was I thinking?
Why did I do this?
Was it all worth the risk?

So, as per usual, I was leaning against the glass today, staring up at the cracked ceiling. If I turned by head slightly, I could see my beloved Saihara-chan sleeping against the glass. Apparently he had cried himself to sleep, the sliding handprint on the glass holding proof. I sighed, turning away from him, hugging my knees as I breathed in the scent of antiseptic. I wanted to wake him up so we could talk, but I knew he's been staying up.

Every time my vision started to blur as I lie  on my bed, I would see his silhouette by the glass.

I didn't know what Saihara-chan was going through. But the fear in his eyes was obvious each day. In fact, I didn't even know how long I was in here. I couldn't count the days, since there wasn't any windows. Just dimmed orange lights overhead. If I stared at those pale lights each day, as I lie on that hospital bed, I could imagine it was the warm, beautiful sun.

I rubbed my head, and for a moment, I couldn't breathe. My throat tightened as I struggled to take a breath. It was happening again.. I squeezed my eyes shut as more memories of Saihara faded away. Clutching the sleeves of my hospital gown, I tried to distract myself from the pain.

Damnit.. if this went on, I would forget Saihara altogether. I didn't want that.. why would I? "Shuichi Saihara." I heard myself mutter. Each time I whispered his name, I felt my throat going dry and my heart beating wildly. Was this what love was?

Maybe if I repeated his name everyday, would that help? Would I be able to force myself to remember? But if I were being honest with myself, I can't remember how we met.

I remembered the black cat I used to own back when I was staying my foster family. With its dark green eyes and black fur. Why could I remember that when I cant remember how Saihara and I met?

After what seemed like eternity, the aching pain finally faded, leaving me breathless. I leaned against the glass, hitting the back of my head with a loud thump. That.. was a little louder than I intended..

I saw my boyfriend —oooh right, he's my boyfriend— wake with a flinch, his gorgeous blue hair falling in front of his gorgeous golden eyes. "Kokichi.." I heard him say. His voice was muffled as I wordlessly pressed my hand against the glass.

"Sorry for waking you.." I managed to say, as my head started to throb painfully again, "Actually, nah, I'm not sorry." I cracked a half-hearted smile.

The other boy smiled as well, despite his golden-grey eyes starting to fill with tears. Again. Seriously.. how much longer could he cry for? "Starting the day with a lie, I see."

"Y'know me, Mister Detective." I sniffled, "Always positive and endearing!"

I watched my beloved Saihara-chan press his forehead against the glass, "I'm glad you still remember me."

I found myself start to frown, but quickly disguised with with a smirk, "Duh, I promised I'll remember you, right Saihara-chan?" I dug my nails into the glass as the pain soon turned into what felt like fire. A burning, aching feeling which soon spread to my heart.

I saw his eyes dart to my fingers, the small action of me clenching my fist catching his attention. He was always so observant to small things that other people couldn't catch. Must've been because of those detective skills, I suppose.

"You look very pale.. you're not fine are you?" he asked, worry in his beautiful eyes. I wanted to form the words in my mind.. to think through this haze of pain.

I laughed, waving a hand away absentmindedly, "Are you trying reverse psychology? I'm fine, Saihara-chan." I lied as I reached up to twirl my hair with my fingers. Jeez, when was the last time I took a shower?

"Liar." Saihara-chan told me, picking up on the lie easily. "You seem to play with your hair every time I ask you that question for the last four days."

I dropped my hand, staring at my palms. Man, he's no fun. I was usually very careful when it came to lying. Lying was more like storytelling, but so much more fun and confusing. I always loved to mess around with people's thoughts, because, well, it's fun!

"Ouma-kun," I heard Saihara-chan hit the glass with his fist. There was a ringing sound in my head, almost to the point of me wanting to just covering my ears to block it out. "Hey.. you spaced out for a bit there.." he laughed nervously as I looked at him.

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I nearly forgot what was going on. Weird.. I held my head, unable to say a word as my mind wandered for a bit. What was going on? Everything felt like it was slightly tilting to the side.

"Kokichi!" I heard Shuichi gasp as my hand slipped. The last thing I heard was him hitting the glass again as I soon fell into the darkness of my nightmares once more.

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[ Shuichi's PoV ]

"Eh, he'll be fine." Monokid walked towards my room door. He was doing his usual check up today, "Remember he still has that Reverse Serum in him anyway ya know?"

I pushed Monophanie's arm away, indicating that I didn't want her to feed me. "But he's never fainted before.. is that bad?" I asked, keeping my voice steady as Monokid scratched his head. "Eh, no.. like I said, it's the effects. Now, why don't you take a shower or something and chill, you bastard."

I blinked at the rude word, which seemed awfully out of place with that sentence. "Okay?" I frowned, "Afterwards could you tell me what's wrong with Ou-." my hospital door closed with a loud slam. I sighed and leaned back on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

"Sorry.." Monophanie cleaned up the tray of food which she was holding with one hand. I watched as she hopped off the bed and grabbed a clipboard. "Monokid's been like that ever since Daddy Monokuma's been angry with him. Apparently.." she looked up at me with her mechanical red eye. "Monotaro's been a bad bear."

I raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean, Monophanie?" The pink and white bear pressed her paws together, thinking. Everything was quiet as I waited with bated breath.

She was the sweetest of all five bears, and I saw her as one of the better people in this cursed Hospital. "W-well.. Monotaro accidentally let a prisoner- I mean, patient, escape from her cell- I mean, room.. a few weeks ago.." she stammered.

A patient escaped from the Hospital? "Really? Who is that?" I asked curiously, hoping she'd tell me as the bear pouted slightly. She didn't seem to want to say more, but I waited patiently. "Please Monophanie, I need your help.." I told her honestly, "You're one of the better ones-."

"That girl's always been angry ever since we told her that her lover's been-." Monophanie continued, with newfound confidence. didn't get to finish her sentence as the bear suddenly exploded, wires protruding from where her head was, which clattered to the floor.

I gasped, leaping back and nearly falling off my bed. I watched with wide eyes as the body toppled backwards and fell to the floor in front of Monokuma's feet.

"Whoops!" the black and white bear hid a remote behind his back, grinning widely, "Looks like someone said too much. How unfortunate.. I had to kill my favourite because of you, sneaky detective!"

I stared at the empty body of what used to be Monophanie. The wires from inside her body spilling to the floor like guts and pink blood dripping off the sheets. I covered my eyes with my trembling hands. Damnit..

Of course another person would be taken away from me. Even if that person was just a bear. "Anyway," I heard Monokuma say cheerfully, "Next time, don't ask too many questions! Because you might never know when I could blow my kubs up! Ba boom!" he cackled.

I didn't know what to feel anymore. Who was behind all this? And why? Why were they taking everything away from me?

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[ Neo World Program Room ]

"Are you sure about this?"

Izuru didn't turn to the person behind him, instead, he continued staring at the glass chamber. His eyes were fixed on the smooth transparent surface. Three years ago, he was an experiment, trapped in that glass.

He sighed, already bored with the prospect of talking to his friend. Or rather, his coworker. He didn't need or want friends. He found everything about that concept stale. Boring. Who needs friends when you had all the talents in the world?

"I've said what I wanted about the topic we discussed," Izuru told the girl. "My abilities to predict and analyse made this whole experiment, you call a game, boring."

The girl sighed, her hands tugging at the string of her Monokuma hoodie, "I'm only doing this because of.. Hinata. He said he wanted to discover the secrets of the Izuru Kamukura project."

Izuru fixed her with a cold glare, "He's long gone... friend," he said the last word in a tone full of sarcasm. "Him and his pathetic lover."

The girl continued pulling at the strings, before sighing once more and dropping her hands. At least she tried her best to work against the Mastermind himself. Or rather..

"Very well Kamukura." Izuru heard her say, as she turned and left the room. Her footsteps echoed faintly as the food clicked shut.

The taller man closed his eyes, as the room around him slowly started to fade. The Neo World Program was always helpful whenever he needed a break from his work. However, he still didn't know it kept showing him the glass chamber. He didn't desire that. But then again, what did he desire?

Nothing-

A sudden shift in temperature made him open his crimson red eyes. He whirled around, just in time to see a person in a black hoodie raising a gun at him. "Take one more step, I'll shoot you where you stand." the person said. They had one hand on the gun, one hand on a lever by the door.

They pulled the lever down, and almost immediately, the lights flicked from red to a dark blue hue and alarms started to blare. Izuru stepped forward, his different senses helping him navigate in the change in lighting.

However, when he swung his fist at the figure, they dodged easily and vanished in the darkness. Their faint glowing red eyes fixing Izuru with a cold glare.

"It's time to end this, Mastermind."

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[ Monokuma Theatre ]

Heya kiddos! Look who's back again with more Monokuma Theatre? Imma make this a quick one, cause there's two people I gotta mention, and lots to write!

So! *ahem* first goes to PeachesNCream1612 ! Thanks for the spam, ya know. It's great to see that you like the book!

Second announcement is for FlamingcuteunicornLe Ya comments make me happy you actually enjoy the book. (Man, I'm running out of things to say for you awesome people.)

Huh. Anyway! If I missed anyone out, tell meh! I'd be happy to mention them in 'ere! And once again, thanks for readin, and cya in the next chapter! Upupupu!

♥ End of Chapter Forty-Three ♥