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The air was dark, clouds hovering sullenly over the moon. Stars were speckled across the dark blue sky, almost completely drowned out by the darkness of night. It was the kind of night that seemed eerily still, almost inhuman like in a way. The kind of night where the air was completely silent, only broken by the small steps of wild animals in the abyss-like forests. Even the cities were silent, neon lights drowning out the stars more than any clouds could. Instead of animals, it was cars flying silently down the road.
It felt like a night out of an old black and white movie. Completely unreal, yet real all the same.
Well, for the most part anyways.
“TAG! IBUKI GOT YOU AKANE!”
Ibuki screeched, ducking away from Akane’s slap and ducking under the pillow fort that housed a half-asleep Chiaki. Akane smiled, whipping her head around to try and find her next target. Chiaki would be easy enough, but the group of girls had unanimously decided to leave her be as she gamed quietly under a mound of pillows. Ibuki was closest, but tagging her would risk bothing chiaki. Even akane knew that was an unforgivable crime. Mahiru was shielding a swearing hyoko in the back corner of the room while simultaneously attempting to clean the piles of clothes littering the floor. Well, it was more like hyoko was cowering behind Mahiru, but bringing that up would give you nothing but verbal abuse. Mikan would be no fun to tag; she had been the first to get out and opted to lay on the floor curled into a shaking ball instead of actually participating. Hmm...Peko or Sonia would be best, with Sonia being significantly stronger than she looks and greatly enjoying the game of tag, and Peko being theultimate swordswoman herself. Both girls were standing near the door to the deck, staring at Akane With narrowed eyes.
“I CHOOSE…..PEKO” Akene lunged at the grey haired girl, feet bouncing off the mats used for bed much to hyokos annoyance. Using the doorway as a brace, Peko propelled herself past Akane before sprinting to the otherside of the room. Akne snared, a smile plastered over her face as she pivoted on the ball of her food and flew after the swordswoman, throwing the few pillows left on the floor at her target.
Mahiru sighed, watching the two girls fly around the room in a wild goosechase. “You would think peko would know better.” she grumbled, gathering the mass of laundry in her arms. Almost every single suitcase had been busted open to aid in the girls game of tag, minus Sonia. Sonia’s bags took up almost a quarter of the room and were now being used as a base for Chiaki’s pillow fort. The girl had clearly never packed for a school trip before; they were only staying for a week at max yet the princess brought her entire closet. Nevertheless, She was the most excited for the trip out of the girls and had packed accordingly, bringing multiple strange games from her country along with what seemed to be multiple bottles of alcohol and a bag of something that looked suspiciously like cocaine. When questioned about it she had answered with a smile, happily saying it was a sleepover custom in her country. Mahiru had confiscated that first. The girls were already wild enough. Adding drugs to the mix would be a death wish.
“I hate this!” Hyoko moaned, gripping the end of the mahirus pajama shirt. “I wanna go home and eat candy, not sleep next to this ugly disgusting pig!” Mikan let out a sob, not even having to ask who the blonde was referring to.
Mahiru sighed, patting the girls head. “Hey, be nice.” the photographer scolded, her voice light. Hiyoko stuck out her tongue at Mikan before plopping onto the floor, nudging mikan with her feet. “This is so boring!” she whined, kicking mikan in the shins. “I don't wanna play tag! I’m tired and I want candy! I didnt want to go on this stupid trip in the first place!”
“Oohh, Ibuki knows you're lying!” Ibuki's head poked out of the pillow fort, “last week you were talking to Mahiru about how excited you were! Ibuki's ears are really good so Ibuki heard everything!”
“Yeah to go on a trip with Mahiru, not you ugly pigs!”
“Hey, who are you calling a pig!” Akane looked up from where she lay, pinned across the floor by pekos sword, “you wanna fight or what?!”
Before Akane could attempt to fight Hyoko, a quiet voice rang through the room, “you guys… shouldn't you start to wind down and get some sleep.”
All heads turned to chiaki, who sat curled up against Ibuki, staring intently at the Nintendo switch in hand.
“Yeah you're probably right… it is getting pretty late…” Mahiru sighed, sitting on the mat next to hiyoko and Mikan. The blond dancer leaned against her, burying her face into Mahirus's large shirt. Sonia and Akane joined the forming circle, with Peko sitting last, taking the time to lean her sword against the doorframe.
“This is amazing! My first all girl sleepover!” Sonia gushed, clapping her hands together. “What shall we talk about! I’m not familiar with Japanese sleepovers, as in my country we would normally start sleepovers with a blood sacrifice, but I am truly excited to learn!”
“What kind of weird cult shit happens in your country?!” Hyoko yelled, while Peko simultaneously nudged her sword away from the princess. Sonia just smiled and laughed, evasively avoiding the question. Chiaki sighed, rubbing her eyes and yawning, “so… what do you guys want to talk about…”
“Any topics are fine with me…”
“FOOD!”
“Have any of you been introduced to the wondrous world of creepypasta?”
“Maybe… our favorite animal?”
“Uhh...uh…… you guys can insult me! But only if you want…”
“SHUT UP MIKAN!
“Ss-s-sorry!”
“...Hyoko be nice…”
“Oh! Ibuki knows! Listen to Ibuki everyone!”
Everyone turned to Ibuki, they're head only barely poking out of Chiaki's Pillow fort. From first glance it would be hard to recognize her, hair pulled back into a ponytail, piercings out and wearing nothing but undergarments and a tank top. Her only similar clothing article was the ripped stockings, something Hiyoko claimed had never been washed once. Still, even this late at night her bubbly personality was the same, much to the teachers sleeping in the next room's annoyance.
“Ibuki thinks we should talk about boys!”
The room fell silent almost instantly, everyone except Chiaki staring at Ibuki’s smiling face.
“Ibuki knows! Let's play smash marry kill! Like kiss marry kill but Ibuki's version!”
“THAT'S AN AMAZING IDEA!” Sonia exclaimed, starry eyed, “I’ve always wanted to try normal sleepover things such as this! I shall go first, as I have the most experience in each of those categories!”
“Wha- all of them!?”
“Yes! So does any average citizen of my country!”
“Oh god, kazuichi would have a stroke if he were here,” Mahiru laughed. Sonia's smiling face fell almost instantly and she buried her face into her hands. “If kazuchi acted the way around me like he does now in my country, he would be publicly executed!”
Mikan gaped, “th-that seems a bit harsh!”
Sonia sighed, looking through her fingers, “I understand that Kazuichi has developed feelings for me, but I do not accept his advances! I am not interested in someone who smells so horribly!”
“HUAHH! Does that mean you like someone else!” Ibuki shot out from the pillow fort, bouncing on the balls of her feet, “oooh, Ibuki wants to know who!”
Sonia blushed and turned away, fiddling her fingers. Even Hyoko looked interested in her answer, stopping bullying Mikan just to hear what the princess had to say. “I would not say I like anyone…” the girl turned back to the group, the blush almost completely gone. She had amazing composure. Well, that's not that much of a surprise, being royalty and all.”Most of the boys do not suit my tastes… but my time here has shown me that I and one Guhndum Tanaka seem to share the same interests!”
“HUUHHH, GUHNDAM???” hyoko yelled, choking on the gummies she had shoved into her mouth seconds sooner, “THAT WEIRDO WITH THE BANDAGES???”
“I do not agree with that!” Sonia said defensively, “ He is most fun to be around! His hobbies may be different, but that is caused only by him being a mix of demon and angel! He wears the bandages to protect us from his full power as well!”
“Jeez, how oblivious do you have to be to believe that crap!? He's smelly and gross and his hamsters are ugly!”
“They are not hamsters! They are beings of mass destruction, and they are not ugly! Right, Peko?”
Peko turned, a small smile on her face, “I do agree with that. His hamsters are very… fluffy... I would love to pet them someday…” Peko blushed, staring down at her hands as if imagining them cradling the small animals.
“Oooohh, what about you Peko, do you have a crush?” Ibuki yelled, already bored with Sonias conversation, “tell us!”
Pekos head shot up from her hands, “w-hat! Of course not!” she sputtered, face and almost inhuman shade of red, “I don't have time to have a crush! I have work!”
“Are you sure?” Mahiru teased, “your face seems to say otherwise!”
“Let me guess…” Akane muttered, forehead scrunched up in thought, “hmmm.... You like….”
“Spit it out dumbass!”
“You like teruteru!” Akane exclaimed, much to Pekos shock, “A couple days ago I heard him talking about your thong on the bus! How would he know about that if you didnt show him!”
Ibuki and hiyoko burst out laughing while Peko and Mahuru glared angrily. “That perv!” Mahuru growled, eyes narrowed, “I can't believe he would talk about that… actually, I can, and that's even worse…”
“I do not like teruteru,” Peko sighed, “but it seems to me that he needs to have a conversation. And… to make sure no one ever thinks that again… let me say this,” she paused awkwardly, eyes downcast, “If I were to have feelings for one of the boys in the group… it would be for you- I mean Fuyuhiko.”
“Oh, I've seen you two talk!” Mikan stuttered, “you did seem very close, I could tell by your body patterns!”
“I agree!” the musician Yelped, “you guys give off the vibe of an old married couple!”
“I-we do?” Peko sputtered, “I-I did not realize that.”
“I mean, you guys have known each other for years, right?” Mahiru mused, “it’s only natural you start to pick up on all his habits.”
“I guess you may be right…”
“Well you do you! If you want to spend a life surrounded by Yakuza trash I won't stop you!” Hyoko sneered, tossing her hair and avoiding Pekos annoyed glare. The group had learned just to ignore hyokos taunts, reacting would just fuel the fire for more to come. Well, except Mikan of course. She was the target for most of the bullying anyway; nothing had changed over the year and half of going to hope's peak.
“Fuyuhiko is very nice! I would be very happy for you both if you got together!” Sonia gushed, clearly ecstatic at the group's conversation, “if you start dating as well as me and Gundam, we could do the ritual known as double dates! I've heard they are very different in my country, and I would love the experience of one here!”
“Are guhnam and fuyuhiko friends though? I mean, I've never really seen the two hanging out. Fuyuhiko has always seemed much closer to Hajime or Kazuichi…” Mahiru mused, ignoring Sonia's shudder at the Pink-haired boy's name.
“Hmmm, that's true..” akane muttered, “that's it! Someone has to date Hajime! Then the date would be perfect! All we have to do is offer to let him touch us afterwards and he has to agree!”
“Ignoring that last part, would Hajime even be a good person to date?”
“Eh? Whadda you mean?”
“Well I’m just saying,” Mahiru leaned back on the floor, using Hyokos calf as a pillow, “he technically isn't even in our class, right? Not to mention he's completely talentless and unreliable!”
“Hmm that's true! Not to mention he's a perv too! I sees him looking at Ibuki’s boobs sometimes!”
“Ye-yeah but he's nice though…” Mikan whispered, “I don't mind showing him my body if that means he doesn't hate me!”
“Don't say that. You shouldn't have to do that for anyone,” Chiaki spoke up, eyes still pinned on the game in front of her, “Hajime has his faults, but he's a good person at heart, right?”
“That's true I guess,” hyoko giggled,”but even you guys have to admit how awkward snd he stiff is.”
Sonia giggled, “that is true! He is unknowingly blunt at times and tends to take things very seriously.”
“Not to mention how stiff he looks in pictures! I mean look at this!” Mahiru laughed, passing around her camera for the group to see. Every single picture she scrolled through showed a stiffer hajime than the last, “he even smiles like a middle aged dad!”
“ He would be the type to ask why you were crying if you used the crying emoji, or say you're not his best friend if you called him bestie!”
The girls fell over, all laughing at Hajimes expense. Even Peko and Chiaki let out small giggles, letting the mood of the room wash their normally serious expressions away. The air in the room was light, any malice caused by the dark abyss outside gone. This was exactly what the girls had hoped for when leaving for the trip, nights filled with nothing but laughter and fun.
“I do feel like Hajime would date you, chiaki,” Sonia broke the comfortable silence that had followed the laughter, “I noticed him blushing quite a lot after seeing you in a bikini when we all went to the beach. You were also the one that introduced him to us, if he were to harbor feelings for anyone here it surely would be you.”
“Oh… maybe I guess,” Chiaki pulled her hood up and tucked her knees into her hoodie, “I mean, If he asked me on a date I wouldn't decline, but I'm not really attracted to him at all, I think. Sure, he may be one of my closest friends, but I feel like he's more of a best friend to me than anything. Same with Komaeda too, maybe.”
“Ah yes, the three of you are close aren't you,” Nagito and Hajime had hated each other the first time they met, Nagito disliking anyone without talent and Hajime taking a huge offense and Nagito's jobs. No one had expected them to ever become friends, yet through luck and Chiaki, that changed during their first-year christmas party. Sure, they still argued almost all the time and Hajime still got noticeably annoyed at Nagito's ramblings about hope and talent, they seemed to have a pretty good friendship dynamic. Chiaki almost always acted as the mediator between the two, and the three of them had inevitably turned out to be good friends.
“I wonder what it would be like to date Komaeda,” Mahiru wondered out loud, looking up at the ceiling, “I mean, he's decently good looking, anyone can see that, but that personality of his… that's really something.”
“I would think he would date someone more for their talent than their actual character.”
“Yeah, that jerk would do anything but ramble about HoW MuCh HoPe dating you had given him or something. Seriously, it would be like dating the entire phych ward, Fucking crazy.”
“Hey be nice,” Chiaki murmured, “he is a bit weird, but he means well,”
“Uhh, didn't he try to blow up our school?!”
“Ibuki thinks dating him would be confusing!”
“Yeah he hates working out too. He would be boring to fight!”
“He- he is nice to me… but his luck does result in a lot of people around him getting hurt...I would have a lot of work on my hands…”
“His luck does seem pretty dangerous, doesn't it?”
“Yeah, him and Hajime could go date each other out of pity, fucking ugly lollie vigins!”
The girls all nodded in a unanimous agreement.
“I want to talk! Everyone listen to Ibuki!” Ibuki beamed, all eyes on her, “If I wanted to date someone, I would date Mikan or Impostie! Get it, like the ultimate imposter!”
“HUHHHH” MIkan gasped, jolting upwards, “you- you what?”
“Yeah why would you want to date a gross ugly pig like her!?”
“Wha- what did I dooo….”
Ibuki bounced over to Mikan, wrapping her hands around the girl's cheek, “Mikan is really cute, and Ibuki likes cute things! Also you fall over a lot, and you always fall in sexy positions and Ibuki likes that! Mikan is Ibuki's best friend, of course I would want to date her!”
“Eeh?” Mikan sobbed, tears pooling in her eyes,”I-I’m your best friend! That's the nicest someone has ever been to meeeeee!” Mikan let out a wail, crying happily into her hands while Ibuki patted her on the head, “Ibuki would also want to date Impostie because he's chubby and fun to hug and cry on!
Hyoko pouted, crossing her arms, “I hate all of them. Jeez, you really have a horrible taste, Ibuki. First this gross crying pig and now hamb hands. What's next, Teruteru?”
“Teruteru is chubby too, but he's gross and Ibuki doesn't like that. If I hugged him he would touch me.”
Sonia let out a snort, sending the group into laughter at their male classmates' expense. This was perfect. Absolutely perfect.