Chapter Text
As Shuichi looked to his left after he buckled into his car seat, he was met with huge purple eyes staring at him, that complimented his slick, purple, smooth hair, staring back at him. He was wearing a black band tee with dark green camouflage cargo pants, with a silver necklace that held the letter “K” on it. He was wearing a basic pair of black converse, and looked fairly cute. Shuichi assumed he was 11 or 12, based on his height, and was about to ask Kaede what a kid was doing in their car, when he realized some people are naturally just short. But gosh, was he short.
“So, your name’s Kokichi, right..?”
The shorter boy responds, “Well, no shit, detective! Of course it is I, the one and only, Kokichi Oma! You couldn't mistake me for anyone else!”
Shuichi says, “Right… Kokichi, how old are you..?”
Kokichi replies, “... Is it because I'm so tall and handsome and muscular, you think I'm in my forties?”
“No.. actually quite the opposite..” Shuichi murmured under his breath. Kokichi heard it anyway.
“Wow, Shumai. I could never believe you. How rude! I’m in my nineties though.”
“Seriously?” Shuichi asks, skeptically.
“No, dumbass. That was a lie. I'm 17. I thought you were supposed to be a detective, apparently not though. KAEDE!!!! We have an IMPOSTER IN OUR CAR!!!! This is NOT the shumai ive known for roughly a minute..!!”
Kaede, annoyed while driving says, “I'm revoking your ipad, you've been playing too much among us, those don't exist..”
Shuichi notes down in his head, Kokichi Oma. 17 years old. Same age as him. Annoying and loud. Somehow already knows his name, hence the nickname, or maybe he just thinks that's my actual name and he forgot what kaede told him my name is.”
“Are you done staring at me now, perv?”
Shuichi's entire face flushed pink at that comment. “Wh..W-what?! I'm not a pervert!” he says as he looks away and buries his face in his arms. Kokichi laughed.
“Hah, are you sure about that shumai? You were looking at me veeery seductively.” Shuichi had no idea why Kaede hadn't corrected him on his name at least once by now. Maybe he annoyed Kaede so much by saying “shumai” back at the house so much, she gave up on correcting him.
Somehow Shuichi didn't notice Kokichi scooting over to him and prying his arms away from his face, and Kokichi just looked at his pink face sweetly, and said “just kidding, got you there! I didn't think you would be flustered that easily!” as he flashed a carefree smile on his face.
“Okay, guys! We’re here!” Kaede announced.
“FUCK YEAHHHHHHH!! Hey Kaede, do they have any sex stores?!?!” Miu said. Obviously she would ask that question. “Well, how would I know… You seriously have to work on your language, Miu..” Kaede replied.
Kokichi said, “Miu do you have to make EVERYTHING about yourself sex? Have some other emotions and personality like me, instead of “vulgar slut”. For fuck sake, this is a park, why would they have pre-packed condoms lying in a store there?!?! There won't even be any stores! People take their kids here!”
Shuichi has to admit, that was kind of true. Miu kind of did make most things about sex.
As they hopped out of the car, Kokichi pushed him out of the car, and he fell on the asphalt face first, everyone except Kokichi ran to him to check on him. He was thankfully okay. Coincidentally, It didn't even hurt, like at all. As if he was trained to make him fall safely.
Miu replied almost instantly, like she was waiting for this moment her whole life,
“Kokichi!! HAVE SOME EMOTION AND PERSONALITY OTHER THAN BEING A DICK!! WHY IS ALL YOU DO BE RUDE TO SOMEONE WHO NEVER DID ANYTHING EXCEPT BE KIND TO YOU!” she said this more to win over the insult from earlier, cackling after she said it. Shuichi looked up at Kokichi and saw his face looking blankly at his. He then replied to Miu, “HAHA- YOU KNOW WHY?”
“Because I can.” Kokichi said, with a huge grin on his face. “What is anyone gonna do about it anyways?!?”
Miu walked over to Kokichi, she tried to punch him, but missed. She tried to smack him, and aimed perfectly, and hit a blow right to his cheek, while cackling.
Kokichi's head got slapped to the side, as he winced with an unfaltering grin on his face.
Kaede cut into the argument before Miu could do anything else. “Miu! I know Kokichi is, well, difficult.. But you shouldn't attack him..”
“Tch.. fine…” Miu said.
“Alright, guys, let's go!” Kaede cheered.
Kokichi was trailing behind, not saying much. Shuichi took a few steps back, earning glances from both Miu and Kaede. They decided to not say anything, and let Shuichi do whatever he wanted.
When he started walking next to Kokichi, he asked, “Hey.. Kokichi? Are you okay..?”
The shorter boy replied, “Hm? Well duh! I’m the one and only, Kokichi Oma! Why are you worrying your tiny little head off, Shumai?”
“My names actually Shui-”
“So, Kaede, are we done walking yet, or what?”
“We just have two minutes left, and we'll be at the center of the park," Kaede replied. “Are you getting along with Shuichi? Well, I'd assume not from earlier..”
“Oh, yeah! We’re getting along just fine! We’re like, best buddies! Right, shumai?”
So he does know my name. Is he just saying that to piss me off?
“Uhm, yeah, sure.” Shuichi replies after a second of thought.
“HAH! That's hard to believe!” Miu interrupts.
“Shut up, pigslut.” Kokichi harshly responds.
After a little while left of walking, they stop under a tree in the middle of a field of grass and trees. It looked pretty nice, there was shade from the trees, some kids playing tag, people walking their dogs, it felt nostalgic.. In a way.
They both had separate picnic blankets. One for Kokichi and Shuichi (the boys), and Kaede and Miu(the girls).
While the picnic over at the girls blanket was calm, as expected, the boys blanket was surprisingly relaxing. Kokichi wasn't talking much, just relaxing next to what Shuichi would guess is his new nickname, shumai.
Kokichi glanced over at Shuichi, and saw him peacefully staring at the happy people having fun, with a slight smile on his face and a look of peace in his eyes. Kokichi decided to grab the mushiest, gross, slimy strawberry he could find in the basket, and turned to Shuichi, which was right next to him and said,
“Shumaii. Open up.”
“Huh?”
“I said open up!”
“A-ah, alright.”
Kokichi said all of this with the most innocent smile and look, Shuichi was oblivious to his plan, gleefully biting the strawberry out of his hand. His lips brushed Kokichi’s fingers for almost half a second, and Kokichi felt a weird sensation come over him. It's probably nothing though. Just the joy and excitement of knowing his devious plan was secured for good.
Shuichi's smile faded faster than the running kids playing tag. He immediately spat out the strawberry and gagged several times into the grass next to him, while Kokichi was laughing his ass off. Although, that feeling felt.. Different, from other times his pranks succeeded.
“A-agh! Kokichi! What the heck!” Shuichi attempted to cough out. He was gagging so bad he started to choke on his own spit. Kokichi realized this, and immediately patted his back a little bit too harshly. Ow, that was gonna hurt later. The thing is, he hit him too hard on purpose! Gosh, when do these pranks end, I swear?!?!
“Hmm? What's wrong? Does shumai not like the strawberry that I dug to find the best one in the pack..? WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU’RE SO MEAN!!!!!!!!! SHUICHI IS BULLYING MEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!” kokichi said, with projectile crocodile tears.
“Wait- no- i liked it- mhm-” Shuichi coughed out, still choking.
He just realized that kokichi finally said his actual name for the first time.
“Haha! I'm just kidding! I really don't care if you like my strawberry!”
“Ngh- why do you keep c-caling me, shumai..?”
“Hmmm? Because you're my beloved Shuichi, don't you think you deserve a nickname? Seriously, you've gotten perks like talking to me, being hand-fed by me, what makes you think you aren't special from the bunch of rotten tomatoes called miu and kaede, and the rest of whoever tries to talk to me but just ends up looking desperate?”
“Yeah.. totally.. “Special.” like feeding me rotten strawberries on purpose.. I feel very “special”. Thanks, Kokichi Oma.” Shuichi sarcastically replied.
“Of course! Anything for my special shumai!”
As they finished up their meals, they began to head to the cafe for lunch. Who knows what'll happen then?