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INTERNAL SCREECHING
Niwa Atsushi, the Previous Night
He released a puff of air. "You are good, Keiki... right?" He entangled his hands together, and his breaths started coming out shorter and shorter. "You're- you're good! I know you're good, but please- tell me, I need to know, I need to hear it from you. You care, right? You're- you're not just abandoning the dead like the rest of them!"
Niwa was shaking all over. But he couldn't contain himself.
"Please Keiki- Keiki Meyumi, answer me! Please-"
Niwa Atsushi, This Morning
Niwa stirred awake... In his mind's eye view, he saw Redmonda- he saw Nagisa- Femi, Amano- those four...
He saw innocents.
He turned and looked at Keiki and he saw- he remembered the conversation yesterday. Keiki's answer.
Suko Nobu
A new day had arrived. A new day without Femi.
Suko expected to feel something. When no reply deigned to answer them, they sat up in bed and glanced back and forth. The dorm was empty. Hollow.
Without a Femi, just like Suko's heart.
"That's so cheesy," they mumbled to themself. "Never, ever write that down."
But this was Femi's dorm. He should be here. Not Suko. Suko was never supposed to be dorming with Femi. It wasn't supposed to be this way, but Suko had forced themself into Femi's life and ripped it apart themself.
Misery really does like company.
Suko got up and got ready for their first day without Femi.
Hisoka Yamanaku
Oh god, Maji thought he was- warm- he gulped, trying to move his arm back, but only getting closer. He could see Maji's face now. The fluttering of his eyelashes, the way his bangs framed his softly-featured face, the impish twitches of his lips-
Hold up.
Was he smiling?
"Maji?" He whispered. "Are you awake?"
Buraddo Jemu
Majikaruman Dōseiai-shadearimasu
Oh shi- ok, pretend to be half asleep, like you're sleeping but still processing stimuli. Maybe that'll work. I gave a half-humming noise of confusion, shifting my head slightly so I was facing him.
Third Person POV
"Ah-" Hisoka inhaled sharply. "You... aren't wearing your mask..." he reached out with tentative fingers and hovered over Maji's face. "No." He started to pull back. "I'm sorry. Good morning, Maji. I hope you felt no unfortunate knives in your ribs?"
He curled away from Maji, his arm at last slipping loose. The two were no longer cuddling- or even touching.
Third Person POV
Hisoka hummed non-comittedly. "Hmm. I see. Well, perhaps..." he trailed off. Silence pressed in on them.
Then a knock sounded at the door. Hisoka was on his feet in an instant, padding over and pressing his ear to it.
His eyes widened visibly.
"Good morning, Megami," she half-mumbled. Although it may as well have been night. It may as well have been night.
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"Everything is going to be okay."
Their eyes landed on Koda' and brightened. "KODA!" they squealed.
Before she could react, they'd tackled her in a hug.
Totally Legitimate Post That Totally Actually Happened
She was saying, "You know, I don't know why you're surprised." Again, totally legitimate post that totally actually happened!! This wasn't some crack I just came up with!!
Suzume Fujimori's POV
But anyway... there was something she wanted to ask Megami. She wasn't entirely sure if she could ask it. And how do you go about asking a question like that, anyway?...
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"Everything is going to be okay."
Keiki paused. "I don't know, Niwa. I really don't know. All of this- it's too much. The more that I think about it...it just gets worse." They sighed.
"I dunno if I'm gonna be able to survive all this, gawd- at least....at least we have each other. For now." Keiki walked up to Niwa and wrapped him in an embrace. "You've gotta help me Niwa, you've gotta..." They sniffed.
Hisoka Yamanaku
Hisoka ran to Maji and jerked him up by the arm.
"We need to go," he snarled. "Now." He dragged Maji along with him into the bathroom, which thankfully attached to Nakata's room. Since she was still asleep, escape was easy.
They were in the hallway.
Hisoka dragged Maji along.
Niwa Atsushi, Last Night
Niwa didn't answer for a long time. He didn't know what he'd say- until he opened his mouth and said it.
"Okay, Keiki. Okay. I'll take care of you."
Because after all, that's all he was good for, wasn't it? Being nice to people.
Niwa Atsushi
Niwa lowered his head and stared at his clenched fists. "I swear," he said lowly, engraving the promise on his heart into his flesh. "I will protect you, Keiki."
His nails had caused his hands to bleed.
Good.
Because with him there, Keiki would never bleed.
Suko Nobu
Were they? Suko didn't know. But they needed to be happy. They needed to keep what remained of their friends alive. And Koda-
Koda was practically the only one left.
And they were the only one left for her.
"Happy to hear that," they said softly.
"Really, really early. I couldn't sleep!" They giggled, but it sounded hollow. No makeup could obsure how puffy the bags of their eyes were. They had cried all night and tossed and turned until their sides ached with bruises. It felt like such a shallow lie. "Do you want to get breakfast together?"