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It's been ages.
More than 5 years now.
Saihara soon stood at his room. Sadly looking down at his bed.
How did he break Ouma last time?
He rejected his feelings, right?
The thing is, back then he was sincere. He literally had no feelings for Ouma. So, when he rejected him, and he realized that he wasn't lying, then he snapped.
That wasn't the only factor, was it?
During his experimental times, he realized that Ouma was close to his limit. After letting Iruma die. He decided to have Iruma take another approach.
Yes, Iruma still died, but it was after she touched him, didn't she? So, Ouma was literally paralyzed…
He was terrified.
So, after realizing that Saihara helped her, he snapped.
No, he fell into despair.
He didn't do anything to harm him. Just that he used Saihara's affection to keep him sane, like Saihara is using him right now. Just to keep him sane…
That… Happened in the fourth timeline, except…
He didn't have that affection. He didn't have Saihara's heart.
He didn't have Shuichi Saihara.
So, he completely snapped.
Saihara looked down upon his hands. The next sixteen timelines he took time for himself, and figure out his feelings, and during the twenties, he experimented. He experimented with Ouma's feeling and Ouma's heart.
By then, Saihara had already figured out that he loved him too.
When exactly did he accept his love too?
Silence.
It felt like 5-years-ago. He couldn't remember that long.
The only reason he remembers the exact number now is because of his memory. He curses himself for having such a good memory.
Perks of being a detective, he guesses.
Though, now it's impossible to trigger a repeat of the fourth timeline. No matter how many times he breaks Ouma.
Unless…
He gets his memory wiped, and the whole process starts all over again.
But he would need to be caught by Shirogane again, and have her wipe his memory.
Though, last time this happened… She got mad as she realized that there was nothing she can do to punish him. Wiping his memory was only mercy for him.
Who knows, he could've done this already, and he was stuck in a loop for even longer...
Who knows, he could've had another fourth timeline and he didn't even know it!
Maybe it was a different number… Maybe third? Fifth? As soon as the second timeline?
That thought excited him.
Or… Scared him?
He sees his shaking hand, and all he knows is "shaking = excitement."
Right?
Silence.
He remembers the timeline clearly. He lays down on Iruma's special pillow, and he sleeps. He remembers clearly.
He was trapped in the highest building in the city. Ouma broke out of the dome by re-programming Kiibo to blow it up. Shiorgane was killed, and Monokuma was squished by a falling rock. Ouma knocked Saihara unconscious, and he awakens to a large bed. Completely pink, and he was chained to a pole.
Saihara was shaking. Was he scared?
No, he was definitely excited.
Ouma comes in, wearing a long tattered cape. Smirking, as he sees Saihara awake.
He really looks like a Supreme Leader, now.
"Good Morning, Saihara-chan!" He smirks, "You're finally awake!"
How many days until the loop ends? Two days? Four?
Did Ouma really break him in that short amount of time?
Considering how mentally weak Saihara was and how good Ouma was good at psychology at the time? Saihara going through four of the killing game?
It was most likely possible.
Ouma spoke up.
"Aww, you're shaking." He sweetly says, while sitting down on the bed, "Are you… Excited?"
Excited?
Yes… This excites him.
"You must be!" Ouma scooted closer, "Wow, I'm SO flattered! Consider me lucky for seeing you happy for the first time! Nishishi!"
Ouma was literally right next to him. Saihara looking up. Shaking. So much…
Saihara was… So excited.
Ouma leaned down smiling. Happy to finally have his Saihara-chan within his grasp.
He pressed his lips against his.
Saihara closed his eyes. Letting him be.
He misses this.
So much.
There was needs. He needs this right now.
He needs this.
As soon as Ouma pulled away, he smiles.
"I love you, Saihara-chan..." He sighs, "... And that isn't a lie."
"I…"
Saihara looked at his shaking hand. He looks up at Ouma, who was looking at him, expectedly. He looks down to see no one else in the room. Which was mostly pink and red.
This must've been a love hotel. At least, that's what he remembers, anyways.
He looks back at Ouma, smiling too.
"I love you too."
That isn't a lie, either.
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End…