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“What are you looking at?”
Ouma smiled as he watched Saihara happily spoke to Kaito. He wasn’t so sure why he was staring, but he had an idea. He leaned back, and snickered. He wasn’t gonna tell, he knew it was obvious to what he was staring at. Still, he decided to say anyways.
“Saihara-chan.” He answered, “What’s it to you, Iruma-chan?”
“You’ve been staring at him for ages.” Iruma scoffed, “So, what’s so special about him?”
“He hasn’t fallen for any of my traps yet.” Ouma sighed, “I can’t prank him for shit.”
“You can’t prank him?” Iruma rose an eyebrow, “Why? That’s a first from you, what he do, not open your shaken drink?”
“He didn’t open any of the drinks given to him, until later.” Ouma started, “He avoided my present trap, and he skipped dinner, so his mash potatoes exploded on Toujou-chan, instead of him! I just don’t get what’s up with him avoiding my traps!”
“What’d he do?” Iruma grabbed an apple, taking a bite, “Not accept your proposal?”
“… H-He did.”
“What!?”
“He accepted my proposal, but that’s not why I’m pranking him!” Ouma smirked, before taking a sip of his soda, “He tricked me. Multiple times to do his bidding, and being a supreme leader, I cannot allow that!”
“Tricked you?” Iruma took another bite of her apple, “As in, he tricked you? Fuck, might as well be snow in the summer! What the hell am I even hearing right now! I bet I could trick him!”
“Nothing phases him.” Ouma waved her off, “Go ahead, just don’t get me involved.”
Iruma let out a laugh, as she ran off, out of the dining area. Ouma rolled his eyes, and finished his soda.
What can she contribute to the conversation besides betting against Ouma?
Ouma watched as Saihara giggled from across the room. To be perfectly honest, he didn’t think that he’d end up falling for the detective. Crushes were the worst. After a while, he got up to see how he could talk to him. He couldn’t stop thinking about how Saihara took advantage of that, and just politely asking him to do a lot of favors for him. He really couldn’t stand that. He sees that Saihara is pretty smart, despite how he acts. He’s bright, charming, optimistic, strong, and unpredictable. It almost seemed like fate matched each other.
Though, it seems like fate had other plans.
“Get back here!” Iruma cried, pulling Ouma back, “You’re coming with me to help pull off this prank!”
“Aw, Iruma-chan, you do care.” Ouma cried, almost sarcastically, “You really do have a heart, Iruma-chan.”
“Shut up!” Iruma cried, pulling Ouma out the door, “I just need help with this prank!”
With that, Iruma dragged Ouma off, giggling in his place.
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Saihara finished talking to his friends when he walked out of the dining hall.
He perked up when he sees a familiar face far away. Immediately, he began to suspect something was up when Iruma walked up to him, stopping him in his tracks.
“This is my new invention!” Iruma said, smiling, “Though, you’re gonna have to wait to eat them! Ah ha ha ha!”
“This is new.” Saihara comments, brightening up, “What are these?”
“Special chocolates!” Iruma cried, “You know how chocolate has a special chemical that helps fucking release? Well, these chocolates does that opposite!”
She groans in delight at the thought of eating those chocolates.
“I’m sure it’ll be wonderful to eat!” Iruma smiled, “But, I’ve made too much! You can have these, have fun, go wild, I’m sure you’ll love these chocolates tonight, along with your special pillow. You’re a teenage boy, have fucking fun!”
With that, she ran off. Saihara looked at the bag, and suddenly an idea came up. He brightened up, and walked up to Ouma, wondering if this is true. He’s a detective, after all, he needs to know everything.
“Hello, Saihara-chan!” Ouma cried, waving, “What are you doing?”
Saihara smiled. Though, after a while, he hesitates.
Repeats of the fourth timeline? Would Ouma really be willing? As much as he’d love for Ouma to take over again, he can’t bring himself to give Ouma this kind of chocolate without his consent. He was sure he’d feel just the same as the first time.
First scared, then loved.
He didn’t say anything, until Ouma sees the bag in his hands. He brightens up.
“Saihara-chan, you’ve got chocolates for me!?” Ouma cried, yanking the bag out of Saihara’s hands, “You didn’t have to!”
“Wait, Ouma-kun…!”
It was too late. Ouma had eaten the chocolate. Saihara watched is mild horror, mild curiosity. He’d loved to have that Ouma back, but watched either way as Ouma ate a chocolate.
Silence.
“Mm, this tastes weird.” Ouma comments, shaking the bag, “Where did you get this? I wonder if Monokuma poisoned it, Nishishi!”
“I-I don’t think Monokuma made it.” Saihara replied, “Someone else di…”
He was suddenly interrupted when Ouma dropped the bag, and he fell to his knees, grunting, as if in pain. Suddenly worried, Saihara let out a cry, falling to his knees to pull Ouma into a hug.
Did Iruma poison him!? Did Iruma intend to poison Saihara!? That bitch! He’ll pay for hurting his beloved…
“Saihara-chan!”
Saihara froze as Ouma pulled Saihara into a hug. Giggling. It didn’t seem like he intended to let go. Saihara practically froze, turning red.
What is happening?
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“What do you mean it was a love potion!?”
“I lied to you, okay!?”
“Why did you lie to me!?”
“I figured you would fall in love with the first fucking person you see tomorrow for some innocent fun!”
Iruma immediately turned red after a while. Deciding to just tell it how it is.
“I like you, okay!?” Iruma shyly looked away, “So, just go with it, and let go of this fucking subject!”
Ouma glared, but Iruma just looked away, red.
“Look, I know you like Ouma it’s no secret.” Iruma continued, “So, why don’t you take advantage this fucking chocolate, and go to your room or something.”
“T-That’s the thing.” Saihara squeaked, trying to move Ouma to a comfortable spot on his lap, “I-I don’t want to take advantage of this.”
“Really?” Iruma frowned, “I mean, you have no problem winning him over now. I really thought you two had…”
“W-We didn’t.” Saihara squeaked as Ouma snuggled up more. “I’ve always had my eyes on him since we’ve met, and I was curious about him, but I really didn’t think a love potion would get involved.”
“R-Really?” Iruma looked disappointed, “Well, there you go.”
“You’re fun, really.” Saihara sighed, wrapping his arms around Ouma, “But, all I’m here for is answers. Does the chocolate wear off?”
“You have two days.” Iruma nodded, “’Till the chocolate wears off.”
“Okay.”
With a wave good-bye, Saihara left Iruma’s lab while holding Ouma’s hand. Ouma happily humming as he followed Saihara around until he arrived to their rooms. Saihara looked around at the top of the stairs to see which room to stay at, since he’s aware that Ouma wouldn’t want to spend time in a separate room. Though, that was already answered when Ouma decided to take him to Saihara’s room. Once inside, he looked around.
“This is your room?” Ouma asked, “How boring.”
“I-I have plushes?” Saihara sat down on his bed to take out plushes to show Ouma. “There is a few I’ve been collecting...”
“Is that pillow made of my scarf?”
“Y-Yes.” Saihara admitted, immediately turning red, “That’s something I shouldn’t be talking about, could you leave it alone?”
Ouma sat down and pulled Saihara into a hug. Saihara squeaked, as he leaned against Ouma, hoping he wasn’t too heavy. He didn’t mind, and he loved having Ouma around, but after a while, he just let out a chuckle. He loved having Ouma like this. Just Ouma cuddling up to him. Maybe next timeline, he can ask Iruma to make these chocolates again.
It didn’t last long.
“You’ve always liked me?” Ouma asked, smiling, “How sweet of you, Saihara-chan.”
“It goes much deeper than that.” He admitted, “I just feel like saving you. Every time. I like having you around, and I like to survive with you in this game. Maybe in the future, we can be close friends… Maybe even partners.”
Ouma remained quiet as Saihara snuggled up to him.
“I want to stay with you, forever.” Saihara admits, giving a longing look, “Though, that’s probably not gonna happen. I’m cursed, and I can’t be with someone like you. I’d like to survive at least, and be with you for as long as this killing game runs. I’m happy you are here.”
Ouma began to look a little guilty.
“I’m happy you’re under this potion, at least.” He let out a sigh, “I’m don’t want to take advantage of you, but I just need your comfort. Thank you, for listening.”
With that, Saihara laid down, plotting on the scarf pillow. Choosing to take a nap on it. Ouma watched with guilt, as he sat there in silence.
He decided not to tell him.
He decided not to tell him the ‘potion’ was a prank. He didn’t want to hurt him.
He got up, and left the room to talk to Iruma.
He had his payback all along.
He just didn’t think it would go this deep.
He’ll be back.
He’ll cuddle up to Saihara, and take a nap with him. Maybe spend the night. That’ll be fun, right?
He already liked him back, so he’ll pull this off.
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End…