"[F/N]... It was you, right?" Hajime looked at you.
"...W-What...? No, what are you...?"
"All the evidence points to her! Let's vote for her! She's an assassin anyway!"
"No, guys... Trust me! I-It wasn't me!"
"How could we trust you!? You're just a bloody assassin!"
"Puhuhu, your vote was wrong!"
"Wait... No! Guys!"
"We all die?!"
"It's [F/N]'s fault!"
"IT'S YOUR FAULT!"
"IIIIT'S PUNISHMENT TIIIME~"
"No! Wait! I'm sorry! Guys...! Don't...!"
"Was it worth it, [F/N]?" Sakura appeared suddenly.
"S-Sakura?!"
"Was it worth it!?" 
"AAAAHH!"
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"AAAAHH!" you shot up from the ground, sweating hardly, and taking deep breaths. You scanned the room. The cottage... It was just a nightmare.
At the next moment, a pillow was thrown at your head, and you yelped.
"Shut the fuck up, [L/N]! I'm trying to sleep!" Fuyuhiko murmured.
"...S... Sorry..." was all you could whisper. His eyes opened wide as he heard you were on the edge on crying, and sat up. "What the fuck...?" he muttered, looking worriedly at your face. You were just staring at your legs with wide eyes, taking deep breaths. "[L/N]...?"

"It's... Fine..." you whispered.
"No, you're certainly not fine." he said as he threw his blanket off of himself.
"..." you stared blankly at the ground. He sighed, and decided to throw away his 'I'm-so-badass-and-so-not-cute' act for a while.
'I'll regret this...' he thought to himself, then gently grabbed your arm and pulled you up to the bed.
"What the hell is wrong with you...?" You stayed silent.
"Hey, I'm talking to you." he rolled his eyes in annoyence. You sighed shakily and tears started to form in your eyes, but they didn't fall. They never fell.
"I just... H... Had a nightmare... That's all..." you hesitantly muttered.
"You are not the weakling type... What was in that dream that made you this stressed out...?" he tried to stay gentle with you.
"...I..." you whispered, taking a deep, shaky breath again. "Saw all of you die... Because of me... Because... I was an assassin... And you didn't trust me..."
'I just can't control it anymore... I need them to trust me... If they don't trust me... They might...'
"Saw all of us die...?" he raised an eyebrow. You bited your lip as more tears filled your eyes and nodded.
"... I... See..." he muttered. You clentched your fists, as their painful words were still ringing in your ears.
"...Hey..." he rubbed your tears away with his thumb, and locked his eyes in yours.
.
.
.
He widened his eyes and quickly backed away with burning cheeks, then cleared his throath.
"Y-You should forget about it... It was just a fucking nightmare..." he muttered awkwardly.
"I..." you muttered. "I... Don't know... Even..." you gritted your teeth as your head was hurting from the held back tears.
"Are you alright...?" he asked.
You slowly nodded.
"You don't look like it." he sighed.
"It's... Fine. Don't mind me. Just... Go back to sleep." you mumbled, and stood up from the bed.
"[L/N]..."
"I'm fine..."
"[L/N]...!"
"I said I'm fine...!"
"No you're not, damn it!!!" he snapped. "Don't act like you're fine when you're not, jeez...!"
"..."
He sighed. "Listen. Just... Talk. You'll just hurt yourself more if you keep it in."
"You shouldn't care about this..."
"Still I care!" he interrupted. You stared at him with pink cheeks.
"...B...Because I don't want to wake up to your screams every night." he quickly added.
You stayed silent for a while, then sighed shakily, and explained the dream to him in details.
"...Well... That's it..." you muttered.
"I... See." he muttered. You just stared blankly at the floor, and Fuyuhiko stared at you. Before he could take notice of his actions, he was hugging you.
.
.
.
Wait.
He was hugging you!?
"K...Kuzuryuu... San...?" you stuttered. He held you close, and you felt a warm feeling run through your veins, and your head started to clear. And where did that lead?
You both fell asleep on the bed, with you in Fuyuhiko's arms.

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*Ding-Dong-Bing-Bong*

Fuyuhiko groaned and slowly open his eyes... But they fluttered opened wide when he saw a girl peacefully sleeping in his arms.
"What the fuck!?" he snapped, causing you to wake up. You lazily rubbed your eyes and looked at Fuyuhiko... And blushed instantly at the night's memories. (That sounded slightly wrong... Eh, whatever...)
You jumped out of the bed.
"This... Never... Happened. Understood?" Fuyuhiko hissed, and you nodded in agreement. "But still... Uhm... Thanks, I guess." you murmured. He just groaned, and got out of bed. "Ah... Also, that shit... [L/N]."
"What?"
"You've got a letter."
"A letter? From who?"
He slowly shrugged, "I don't know, but I don't care." he said as he handed you the letter, then disappeared into the bathroom. You opened the letter up, and read it... And you stared at it with wide eyes.

"Darn it, I hate that... [L/N]?" he looked confused at your shocked face. At the next moment, you grabbed your knife and stormed out of the cottage, not caring how you looked.

"Hey- Wait- [L/N]!?" the yakuza yelled after you, but you were already gone.

But what was in that letter that made you this upset?

[F/N],
Avoid the old building tonight at all costs. A murder will happen there, and I don't want to risk that it'd be you. Stay safe.

Love you.

You ran as fast you could to the restaurant. When you stormed in, Nagito was holding chopsticks in his hands.

"What... Where... Who... Letter... Murder..." you muttered as looking around.
"Uhh... Are you okay...?" Mahiru raised an eyebrow. You took in a deep breath.
"Who... Sent me... The letter...?" you murmured.
"Heeeeey [F/N], you arrived just at the right time!" Nagito yelled suddenly. "Here, draw a chopstick. If you draw the one with the red mark on it, you'll clean the old building."
"The... Old building...? No..."
'Wait. Could it be Nagito? He could just relie on his luck, and then he'd draw the chopstick, then he'd be the one who is cleaning... And...'
"Oh we don't need drawing I'll clean!" you announced.
"Eeeeh!?"
"Really? It is not a problem?" Sonia muttered.
"Yeah, of course..." you took in a shaky breath. The nightmare was still ringing in your ears.
"Oh! Uhm... [F/N]. You don't need to, I'll do it." Nagito chuckled.
"You're just dragging yourself in suspicion..." you muttered to him.
"I'm actually very good at cleaning." he continued, ignoring you. "Just let me do it."
"But..."
"[F/N], let him do it. I doubt you're good at cleaning anyway... I mean with you're an assassin and such." Hajime muttered.
"Yeah... We don't want to dirty your hands."
"It's already dirty with innocents blood..." you muttered shakily, remembering the death of your precious friends.
"That's right. You might just set up a killing plan anyway!" Hiyoko laughed darkly. You bited your lip, and sighed.
"You're right."
You saw Nagito smirk. You couldn't stand it... You stormed out of the restaurant.
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"What the fuck, [L/N]? Where did you storm off? Not that I care, but..."
"Not your business."
"What the...!? Hey, you bitch, I know what we agreed in, but-"
"I'm stopping a murder." you turned around to face him.
"... Eh? Shouldn't you be the one who is killing people?" he raised an eyebrow, and you just sighed in annoyence, and turned back to your searching. "Where the hell is it...!?"
"What are you searching for?" he walked to your side and looked in the box of your stuff.
"Keep your nose out of my business, jeez!" you murmured, irritated.
"I help you with a fucking nightmare because you are a cry baby and this is what I get..." he mumbled. You sighed once more.
"I'm searching for my black clothes, bugs and recordists. Happy?" you rolled your eyes.
"You want to spy on someone?"
"No, I want to give Hiyoko gummie bears! YES, I want to spy on someone!"
"What the fuck was in that letter that got you this pissed off?" he asked, rather himself than you. You threw the letter in his face. He cursed, but read it anyway - and stared at it with wide eyes.
"So you get it?"
"So it really is a love letter!"
"What the-"
"Didn't you read the end? 'Love you'-"
"Is this really what you care about!?!?!? I thought you were not this stupid!" you facepalmed.
"Right. What do you plan to do?"
"Why would you care anyways!? Just go back to calling me names and stay out of my fucking business!" you turned back to the box. "And where the hell is my spy stuff!?"
"I stole it!" Monokuma appeared.
"Give it back! I have to-"
"Stop the killing, right. I'll give it back, but there's a catch~"
"I won't kill anyone."
"Puhuhu, not that kind of catch. I want you to work with your lover~"
"With who?"
"With Fuyuhiko. Aren't you lovers already? I saw what happened in the night."
"No we're not!" Fuyuhiko facepalmed.
"Ew, gross..." you got a weird feeling at the thought.
"Well make it quick. I want my OTP to happen!"
"Just give me back my stuff." you murmured with a red face.
"Then promise you'll work with him!"
"Fine..." you mumbled.
"Yaaay, puhuhu~..." he gave you the recordists and clothes before disappearing.
There was silence for a few seconds.
"Grab a recordist." you sighed.
"What? No fucking way, I won't help you!" he cursed.
"A minute ago, you didn't want to stay out of this, so now you'll help me!" you told him, throwing a recordist into his hand. "Also grab some... Normal clothes." you raised an eyebrow at his striped pyjamas.
"Shut the fuck up!"

~Time skip brought to ya by Fuyuhiko's and Reader-chan's tsundere relationship~

You've put a bug on the dining hall's door, and now you were hiding in a dark corner.
"Why are we here-"
"Could you shut up for a moment!? I'm listening..." you whisperyelled, turning up the volume on your recordist. It was making sounds for a few seconds, then gratefully, it shut up and worked.
"... Oh, I've been caught?" Nagito's voice  could be heard.
"He saw-"
"Shut it! Aren't you a yakuza? The Ultimate one? Jeez..."
"B-Been caught...?" another voice said.
"Who is that...?" you muttered to yourself.
'Think, think, think...'
"What are you doing? What are you scheming!?" the second voice said, and you recognised Teruteru's voice in it.
"... I'm planning to kill someone, of course." Nagito chuckled.
'He just says it like that!?'
"That crazy bastard..." Fuyuhiko muttered beside you.
You heard Teruteru gasp.
"Teruteru... Just so you know, it's pointless of you to stop me." you could almost hear the smirk in Nagito's voice. "If you stop me now, it doesn't matter. I will never give up. Whether it's tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or the days beyond that... I'll definitely start the killing."
"Wh-What? No matter how much you want to leave this island, that's just...!" Teruteru started, but Nagito cut him off.
"I see... So that's what you think... But, that's not it at all. This isn't about my survival. I just... Want the killing to start."
You stared wide eyed at the recordist in your hand. Was this really Nagito? He just can't be... That's not the Nagito you  knew... Or did you knew him?
"Pay attention." Fuyuhiko hissed in your ear, and you shook your head and returned to the conversation.
"I love everyone here, escepially a certain someone. I want to be a good use to her... And them."
Her? He was talking about a girl.
"I love all of the Ultimates... And I admire them for being symbols of hope."
"What the fuck is he talking about...?" you muttered to yourself.
"That's right... In the name of hope, I love everyone's talents from the bottom of my heart." he continued, and he started to sound like he's... Insane. "That's why... I don't want them to lose aganist something like killing. I want them to prove to me that hope will never lose, no matter how daunting the despair they face may seem. I want everyone to prove to me that hope will never lose aganist despair!"
"He's totally insane...!" Fuyuhiko murmured, and you couldn't help but agree with him. Teruteru mumbled something like 'what are you talking about, you couldn't hear it clearly because Nagito instantly continued.
"See, isn't it typical that if you face a strong enemy, you will become even stronger yourself...? Which means... The stronger the despair you face, the stronger everyone's hope will become, right? I... Want to see that brightness. And in order to see it, I'm going to become everybody's stepping stone. I want to make your hopes shine... It's as simple as that..." At the next moment, he let out a laugh... But not his sweet laugh that everyone could melt at. No, this was much different... It was an insane, physcotic laugh. Insaner than the pitbulls most crazy laughs. You both stared wide eyed at the recordist.
"That's right, I yearn for a powerful hope that can overcome any kind of despair!" he laughed.
"T-That guy needs help...!" you muttered, and Fuyuhiko nodded in agreement. Teruteru continued to mumble things that you couldn't get out because of Nagito's crazy laughing.
He finally stopped, took a deep breath to calm himself down, and continued. "So you don't understand... That's fine... I don't really mind... I'm just an obsessed fanboy so it's all right that this love of mine is unrequited. I suppose... I can be called the Ultimate Ultimate Fanatic!"
"Let's go. I heard enough." you muttered darkly as you and Fuyuhiko got up from the ground.
"That guy really needs some help!" Fuyuhiko whisperyelled.
"That can wait for later. We have to stop him whatever he's planning to do."
"Won't you turn off the recordist?"
"No. It might record something important. Let's go to the dining hall. I need to see what's his plan is."
"But you'll be spotted."
"I'm an assassin, remember?"

~Time skip brought to ya by Nagito's laugh that I love so much~

You found out that Nagito placed a knife under a table with duct tape and that he is planning a blackout. You wiped off the glowing paint from the weapon and hoped that it would be enough to leave him stunned for just a few seconds, and the lights could come back on. You really couldn't do anything other than that, because he can easily notice if something's wrong, and he'd instantly fix it. You went back to Fuyuhiko.
"Are you done? Will it work?"
"Ho-"
"Don't use that word. It might lead him here." Fuyuhiko interrupted you, clicking his tounge in annoyence.
"... It might work. But if it won't, I'll take care of him myself."
"What a great plan B. Kill him off. Assassin head."
"That's Plan C. Plan A was that I'm cleaning and he can't do it, Plan B was the spying, and Plan C was killing him off, but I won't have to worry about that, because Plan B always works. In my case anyway."
"So confident, huh..."
"Let's leave. I don't want to run into him." you sighed, and Fuyuhiko nodded.
"I swear, I'll kill that crazy bastard..." he cursed under his breath.
"You almost did at once. It may have two endings: ending one is that he get lucky again and survive, ending two that you actually kill him and you die too."
"... When did you become smart?"
"Oh shut up."
"[F/N]-chan!"
You turned around, just to find the red headed photographer running towards you.
"There you are... Oh. And you." she looked angrily at the yakuza.
"What do you want?" you sighed.
"You see, we're having a party, so I'm searching for someone I could make over... And well, you're the lucky one!" she smiled.
"'Make over'?" you raised an eyebrow.
"Yah! With Ibuki's help." she pointed behind you.
"Sup!" Ibuki jumped up.
"Oh great."

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I was laughing so hardly when you guys went crazy in the comments about the letter... 😂 I love my readers
Fuyuhiko's so OOC in this chapter, buuut he'll return to his normal side in the next ones... Well, until Chapter 2's ending anyway. If I don't get other crazy ideas.
Oh, and I also wanted to say thank you for the comments below 'I'M ALIVE'. I'm glad that you're glad about my returning LOL
Aaand well... See ya next time and thanks for reading 🙃
(This chapter's bad. Like really. I wrote it in the night, and just finished it now so... yeah. But I'm not the only night owl here dear Reader-chans 😉)