Damn It Tess 😠😡😠😡😓😓😓😓😑

And then they kiss

“Why won’t you let me see you as more than just a maid!?”

So I had a funny dream the other night.

It involved a very gay witch.

you love bugs don’t you

this is hilarious

drew my fave dr1 trial dialogue lmao

My Beloved - Tsumioda Oneshot (Mikan x Ibuki)

Description: Mikan catches the Despair Disease while taking care of her friend and crush, Ibuki. Then she realizes that the musician really was her true love.

Warning: This is INCREDIBLY long. Feel free to keep going if you're prepared lmao

It was supposed to be a normal day.

Just a normal day in the life of a killing game participant.

It was supposed to be the same as always; meet up at the restaurant, eat some food, try to drown out a certain banana-haired child's bullying, listen intently to a certain musician's nonsensical, yet adorable ramblings, and then leave and go about your day until Monokuma starts something. 

Instead, Mikan walked in to find Nagito spouting nonsense, Akane bawling her eyes out, and Ibuki being unusually gullible and void of energy.

Wait, Ibuki too?!

Mikan immediately rushed to the musician's side.

"Ibuki! Wh-What happened to you?!"

"Not sure what you mean, Mikan! I'm feeling great!"

She wasn't even talking in the third person anymore. And her voice was completely monotone, and lacked her usual energy.

Mikan brought her hand to Ibuki's forehead and moved her bangs to touch the skin. The second she did, she immediately drew her hand away. 

"Ah!" 

Ibuki's temperature was higher than any temperature she had ever seen. It was beyond any normal fever.

"What's wrong?!" Hajime asked.

"I-buki's temperature... It's so much higher than any normal fever!"

Hajime approached Ibuki and moved to touch her forehead. 

"Ibuki, watch out! Hajime's planning to kill you and eat you!"

"Oh, so I do have to beg for my life after all!"

"Nagito, shut up!" Hajime demanded angrily.

"Nagito, please s-stop spreading these lies!" Mikan pleaded, covering Ibuki's ears with her hands. 

Hajime finally felt Ibuki's forehead, and just as Mikan said, it was incredibly hot. He did the same with Nagito and Akane, and surely enough, they were the same.

"Looks like Nagito and Akane are the same way. What is going on here?"

And just as he said that, Monokuma appeared. After a little tussle with Monomi, he explained that the three of them were infected with the Despair Disease, which was his next motive.

Mikan immediately began stressing out.

Not only were three of her classmates infected, but her crush as well. She knew that she would be tasked with caring for the three of them, and she was horrified.

Would she do a good enough job?

She shook her head to clear the thoughts. All she could do was her best. She wasn't the Ultimate Nurse for nothing, after all.

She jumped when she heard Nagito's body hit the ground.

Time to act now.

After heading to the hospital, Mikan gently placed Nagito, Ibuki and Akane on the chairs in the waiting room. The latter two had grown exhausted from walking and were close to passing out.

She carefully supported Nagito and Akane with her shoulders while Ibuki waited in the lobby. Then she returned a moment later, and hesitated when she reached Ibuki. With a blush on her face, she picked her up bridal style and brought her to a room.

"Hm, Mikan is being much more gentle with Ibuki," Sonia commented.

"Yeah, what's up with that?" Kazuichi wondered.

"Isn't it obvious?! Pig barf is clearly crushing on Ibuki!" Hiyoko shouted.

Then, Mikan returned to the waiting room, where Hajime and Fuyuhiko were talking. Hajime explained that everyone would be splitting into two groups, and that they would stay at the hospital. 

They decided not to ask about Hiyoko's statement from earlier. 

Hajime decided to rest in the on-call room, while Mikan went to check on the patients.

Mikan opened the door to Ibuki's room, where she was sitting in the bed in her hospital robe. Mikan entered and closed the door.

"H-Hi, Ibuki. It must feel great to lay down. Are you comfortable?"

The musician nodded her head with a smile. 

"Yep, I'm all good!"

Mikan nodded with a small smile, though on the inside, she was feeling distraught. She missed hearing the normally energetic musician talk in the third person. She missed seeing her roam around the island with the energy of a young child. She missed hearing Ibuki greet her in the morning, with the same energetic tone she always had. Ibuki's hyperactivity may have been hard to keep up with, but it made her her. And Mikan missed it more than anything.

"Hey, are you alright?"

Mikan jumped, quickly snapping out of her thoughts at the sound of Ibuki's voice. She turned to the hospital bed to see Ibuki looking at her with a small, concerned frown.

Mikan nodded with a smile. "Don't worry, I-I'm completely fine!"

Ibuki nodded with a smile of her own. "Okay, that's good!"

Mikan let out a small giggle before walking over to a nearby shelf. "Try to relax while I g-get some m-medicine, okay?"

"Okie dokie!" Ibuki replied.

Mikan rummaged around, trying to find something to help with her fever. After a couple of seconds, she found what she was looking for and poured a glass of water before walking to Ibuki's bed and sitting on the end.

She set the glass down on the nightstand and held out the pills to Ibuki.

"Here, take these. They'll h-help with the fever."

"Okay!" Ibuki took the medicine without another word. 

Mikan smiled. At least she would be easy to take care of.

After chugging down the water, Ibuki let out a huge yawn. "I'm... Starting to feel kinda sleepy."

Mikan hummed. "I would imagine. You should probably g-get some rest."

Ibuki nodded. "Okay! I will lie down and rest, as per the nurse's instructions!"

Ibuki fell backwards onto the pillows. Mikan giggled and placed her glass on the nightstand. When she looked back, Ibuki was sleeping soundly.

Mikan smiled at her before leaving the room.

Mikan jumped awake when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked up to see Hajime standing in front of her. She had fallen asleep in the lobby after checking on the patients. After rubbing the sleep from her eyes, she looked out the window and saw that the sky was dark. She jumped up with a startled yelp. She didn't expect it to be so late.

"Hey, are you alright?" Hajime asked.

"Y-Yes, I'm fine. Just a little tired, I g-guess."

Hajime nodded in understanding. 

"Yeah, I can see why. But the reason I woke you up is Nagito. Fuyuhiko told me that he wasn't breathing." 

"Huh?! Okay, I'll b-be right there!"

Mikan jumped up from the chair, and  followed Hajime to Nagito's room.

After checking on Nagito, and then Akane, Mikan opened Ibuki's door and poked her head in.

The musician was fast asleep.

Mikan blushed and smiled at her before finding another hospital room to rest in for the night.

She lay awake for several hours, stressed and scared. She was worried about her classmates. Worried about her patients.

Worried about Ibuki.

She fell asleep late, worried about the future.

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Mikan woke up incredibly tired.

She had spent most of the night stressing  about the situation, wondering if everything and everyone would be alright.

Of course, a doctor (or nurse's) work is never done, no matter how tired you are.

So Mikan dragged herself out of bed and left to go do her job. 

After checking on the patients, Mikan went to the lobby to talk to Hajime and Fuyuhiko.

Kazuichi had created a device to communicate with everyone, which made things much easier.

Mikan reported Nagito's condition, and how the other patients were doing.

After that, Mikan left and continued to look after the patients.

After leaving the patients to let them rest, Mikan went to the on-call room to take a rest herself.

Mikan woke up again at dusk, ten minutes before the nighttime announcement would air.

After checking on Nagito and Akane, then checking in with the others, Mikan returned to Ibuki's room. 

The musician was sitting up in her bed, and looked at Mikan with a smile. 

"O-Oh! Looks like you're awake. H-How are you feeling?"

Ibuki shrugged. "About the same as yesterday."

Mikan nodded. "I-I see. I'm sorry you're not feeling well. But if you g-get some rest, you might feel better in the morning!"

"Okay! So I just have to go back to sleep and I'll feel better!"

"Y-Yes, hopefully..."

Mikan turned off the light and walked to the door. Before she opened the door to leave, she turned to face Ibuki with a worried look.

"Will you be o-okay?"

Ibuki nodded with a smile. "Don't worry! I'll be a-okay!"

Mikan smiled at her, and nodded. "Okay. B-Be sure to get lots of rest, okay?"

"Okie dokie! Good night!" Ibuki said before getting comfortable in her bed. "Good night..." Mikan glanced at her one final time before opening the door and leaving.

Mikan entered the hallway and closed the door, and stood there outside the room for a moment.

She felt as if she were frozen there, like she didn't want to leave Ibuki alone. As the Ultimate Nurse, she should have been equally worried about Nagito and Akane as well as Ibuki. But the situation had her absolutely horrified. Ibuki, her friend, her crush, was infected with Monokuma's horrible disease, and Mikan had no idea where things would go from there.

What if Ibuki got worse? What if Mikan couldn't treat this disease?

What if... Ibuki didn't make it?

The thought alone made her eyes fill up with tears. But she quickly blinked them away. There was no way she would let that happen.  She would do whatever it took to make sure Ibuki would be alright.

She swore it.

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Mikan woke up the next day feeling strange.

Her body felt unusually hot, and her head was pounding. 

She sat up in a bed in the on-call room, rubbing her temples in an effort to calm the headache. Then she remembered what she was supposed to do.

Ibuki.

She needed to check on Ibuki.

The others could come later. First, she needed to check on her.

She quickly headed down the stairs and opened the door to Ibuki's room as silently as possible. 

There she was, sleeping soundly. 

Mikan smiled. She looked so peaceful, so adorable. Mikan couldn't help but stare for a moment. 

Reluctantly, she turned away. She had other patients to care for, after all.

But she would be back soon.

After checking on Nagito and Akane, Mikan went right back to Ibuki. She wasn't sure what it was, but she wanted to be with Ibuki more than ever. Nagito's condition was much worse than hers, but she didn't care.

When she entered her room, Ibuki was awake, sitting up in her bed, staring out the window with a vacant expression. Mikan lightly knocked on the door to make her presence known.

Ibuki snapped her head to the door, and saw Mikan looking at her with a shy smile. Ibuki smiled back at her, though it wasn't the same as Mikan was used to. 

"H-How are you feeling, Ibuki?" Mikan asked.

"I'm a-okay, Mikan!" Ibuki answered. 

Mikan giggled. "That's good. H-Here, let me take your temperature real quick."

Mikan grabbed a thermometer off a nearby shelf, and brought it to Ibuki's mouth. Not needing to be told, she opened her mouth and let Mikan slip it under her tongue. They waited in awkward silence for a moment, until Ibuki started playing with her fingers while humming a tune.

Mikan smiled. It looked like a little bit of Ibuki's old self was starting to sneak back in. It was a major relief. 

A few seconds later, the thermometer beeped and Mikan took the thermometer out. Ibuki's temperature decreased since the previous day, but it was still high. 

"Well, good news! Your f-fever has gone down quite a bit since yesterday. B-But you still have to stay in bed for at least one more day..."

Ibuki nodded, though her expression drew sullen. "Well, if the nurse says so, I guess I gotta. But it's just so boring."

Mikan gave her a sympathetic look. Of course someone as energetic as Ibuki would get restless, even while under the Despair Disease. Without thinking, she reached forward and held the musician's hands in hers.

"I know you're t-tired of sitting still, Ibuki. It's probably not very f-fun at all. But in o-order to heal, you need to rest. But if it helps, I'll be right here by your s-side, and you'll get better in no time!"

Mikan assured her with a smile. Ibuki's eyes widened in shock, and her bright pink eyes stared into Mikan's gentle gray ones. But after a short moment, Ibuki blinked a couple times, and nodded with a smile. 

"Okie dokie! I'll sit here and rest for as long as you need me to! Plus, it'd be much easier if I had a cute nurse by my side!"

Mikan swore she completely malfunctioned after hearing that.

After hearing that from Ibuki, she suddenly found herself a blushing, stuttering mess. More so than usual.

On one hand, she had never expected to hear something like that from her crush. How could someone as wonderful as Ibuki even enjoy being around her? 

But then, in that moment, it sounded like a very "Ibuki" thing to say, even though she was infected with such a serious disease. 

Maybe she was trying to express how she truly felt, even though it was difficult given her condition?

As much as it felt selfish of Mikan to think that was true, she still wanted to believe it anyway.

After recovering, Mikan giggled awkwardly before playing with a strand of her hair, still blushing madly.

"Heh... Th-Thank you..."

That was all Mikan could say. And for the rest of the day, until nighttime, she stayed at the hospital, checking on Nagito and Akane, giving them any necessary medicine, and leaving to check on Ibuki. 

Hajime came by to bring her food a couple of times, and he expressed concern over how much Mikan seemed to prioritize Ibuki over the others. Mikan simply brushed him off and said that she had everything under control, with no further explanation. Hajime didn't seem convinced, but Mikan's the Ultimate Nurse, she knew what she was doing.

Mikan went to sleep that night thinking of Ibuki. And throughout the night, she would smile and blush.

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It was the fourth day at the hospital, and Mikan woke up feeling worse. 

Her fever was intensely high, and her headache had evolved into a migraine.

At that point, Mikan was positive that she had caught the Despair Disease from one of the patients.

She almost didn't want to get up that morning. She almost wanted someone else to take over caring for the patients. 

But then she remembered something. Something that completely dissolved those thoughts.

Ibuki.

Just thinking of the musician made her blush and smile. Her simple crush on her suddenly evolved into immense love in just three days. 

And that's because, during the night, she had a realization.

Her feelings for the musician were more than just a simple crush.

They were feelings of warmth, of admiration, of love. 

True, pure love.

She had been in love with Ibuki all along, and she didn't realize it. 

And more than that...

Ibuki was her beloved.

Her one true love.

Someone Mikan would go to hell and back for. 

Someone she would sacrifice anything for. 

Someone she would die for. 

Ibuki had been her beloved since Hope's Peak.

Mikan felt stupid for not realizing it sooner. She hated herself for forgetting about her beloved like that.

But she would make up for it soon enough.

Seeing as she had spent the most time taking care of Ibuki, she must've been the one she got the Despair Disease from. It must have been a sign that they were meant to be together. 

And she refused to waste her time any longer.

The morning announcement hadn't even aired yet, but she was wide awake anyway.

With that thought in mind, Mikan threw the sheets off of her, and rushed out the door and down the stairs.

She quietly opened the door to Ibuki's room. There she was, fast asleep.

Mikan's mouth formed a grin upon seeing her beloved there.

She slowly approached the bed and pulled up a chair. After sitting down, she brought her hand to Ibuki's head and began to stroke her hair.

Mikan's eyes were fixed on Ibuki's sleeping face, and she didn't dare look away. It was the most peaceful thing she ever got to see. Seeing the normally energetic, happy-go-lucky musician quiet and relaxed felt so... serene. 

Just looking at her made Mikan feel at ease.

Suddenly, she heard the hospital doors open, causing her to jump. It must have been Hajime coming to check on everything.

"Mikan, are you there?" He called out.

Mikan's free hand curled into a fist. How dare he interrupt her moment with her beloved?

Letting out a sigh of frustration, Mikan begrudgingly stood up. They would get worried if she didn't say anything. What a bother.

She took one look back at Ibuki and smiled. Before she left, she leaned down and kissed her forehead before heading towards the door.

"I'll be back, my beloved," she whispered.

After talking to Hajime, Mikan headed to the restaurant to get some food for everyone. She had asked them to help care for Nagito and Akane, as she was growing exhausted and needed some help. 

She wasn't lying; she was exhausted. But only because she was tired of taking care of two patients she didn't even care about.

She wanted to give all of her attention to Ibuki. She only cared about Ibuki. Caring for the other two was just a waste of time.

Mikan felt horrible for thinking this, for a second. She was a nurse; she wasn't supposed to prioritize one patient over another. Over two patients, no less.

But Ibuki was her beloved. And she meant more to her than anyone. 

And so, Mikan would spend as little time with the others as possible. 

She returned to the hospital, and she dropped off food to Nagito and Akane, and then left without a word, earning confused and irritated looks from Hajime and Fuyuhiko.

After that, Mikan headed back to Ibuki's room with the remainder of the food in her hands, grinning as she did so. She tried not to walk too fast, but she couldn't help it.

She opened the door, and Ibuki was sitting up in her bed. After hearing the door open, she turned her head to Mikan and smiled at her.

Mikan stifled a giggle. She loved seeing her beloved's smile, especially when it was for her. 

Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, Mikan walked over to the bed and sat the tray down on the bed before sitting down. Before Ibuki could move, Mikan picked up a piece of toast and brought it to Ibuki's face.

"Let me feed you. Please?" 

Ibuki's eyes widened out of shock at Mikan's sudden confidence. She didn't even stutter.

Ibuki snapped out of her daze and nodded without saying anything. Mikan grinned, and Ibuki bit into it. She kept taking bites until she was done. Mikan put the tray on the nightstand.

Ibuki leaned against the wall with a bored expression. Mikan immediately got an idea.

"Would you like it if I read to you?"

Ibuki's eyes widened. "Are you sure? You don't have to! I mean, you have other patients to care for..."

Mikan waved her off. "Nonsense. The other patients will be fine. I have assistance now, so I have all the time in the world!"

Ibuki was silent for a moment. Then she cleared her throat awkwardly.

"Well... In that case, if you want to read to me, who am I to stop you?"

Mikan let out an excited squeal. Mikan picked up a book from the shelf and sat in the chair by her bed and started to read. The book wasn't particularly exciting or enthralling, so Ibuki fell asleep fairly quickly.

Mikan put the book away and returned to her spot beside Ibuki's bed. She smiled and held her hand, gently rubbing it with her thumb. 

She stayed in this moment until Hajime called for her again.

At dusk, Mikan returned to Ibuki's room.

Nagito and Akane were asleep and healing fast.

The patients would most likely be released from the hospital the next day.

Mikan wanted to spend one last night with her beloved.

She entered the room, gave Ibuki her medicine, and sat on the end of the bed and talked with her.

The nighttime announcement aired, and Hajime and Fuyuhiko returned to the first island.

Ibuki let out a yawn. "I'm feeling tired now."

Mikan giggled. "Of course you are. Would you mind if I laid down with you?"

Ibuki jumped, looking at the nurse in shock. "Are you sure? Isn't sleeping with a sick patient a bad idea?"

Mikan shook her head with a smile. "Like I said earlier, I'll be completely fine. Besides, I love being with you."

Ibuki gave her a confused look. "But... Why me? I'm nothing special. I'm just another one of your class-"

She cut herself off when Mikan cupped her face in her hands, fixing her with a stern, but loving look.

"Don't say that. You're special to me."

Ibuki was stunned into silence. She had no response. She was blushing madly and looked away. After a short moment, she calmed down and finally spoke.

"Well... If you insist, then go ahead."

Mikan smiled and turned off the light. Then she climbed into the bed beside the tired musician and gently wrapped her arms around her, one hand on the back of her head, the other pulling her body against hers. 

Ibuki took a deep breath in, closed her eyes, and leaned into the nurse. She looked up and gave her a sleepy smile before loosely slinging her arm across Mikan's waist and snuggling into her chest. Mikan was sure her heart exploded from how adorable she was being.

And for a moment, a short, slight moment, she paused. She was sure she didn't deserve to see such an endearing sight. Someone like her didn't even deserve to be in Ibuki's presence. She shouldn't have had the privilege of caring for her.

And yet, she continued to run her fingers through Ibuki's dark hair with a smile. Even if she didn't deserve this, it didn't matter. All that mattered was that she got to share this moment with her beloved. Her one true love.

And when she looked down at the musician's peaceful, sleeping face, she paused. Her comforting movements coming to a halt and her eyes were fixed on Ibuki's face. Mikan stared at her in awe, as a realization dawned on her. 

She was... perfect. Absolutely perfect.

Ibuki Mioda was completely, 100% perfect. 

Mikan's heart grew warm and her eyes were pricked with tears.

She had never realized this before they were infected with the Despair Disease, when they were just two girls going about their lives during the killing game.

Sure, Mikan would steal glances at Ibuki from time to time, admiring how beautiful she was with a blush and a smile. Especially during the beach day Sonia planned, where she and the rest of the girls just relaxed and had fun together. When she saw Ibuki wearing her swimsuit, her fair skin gleaming under the sun, laughing and smiling joyfully, Mikan couldn't help but stare. She looked stunning.

But she had never been close to the girl like this. And in that moment, when she could see every detail on her beloved's face, she could see how truly perfect she was. She almost wanted to hate herself for never appreciating Ibuki's perfection before then.

But she could appreciate it now, as she raised her hand from Ibuki's waist and brought it to her face, gently cupping her cheek and rubbing her thumb over the skin, soft and gentle as can be. Mikan's smile returned to her face, and she couldn't resist lifting Ibuki's chin to land a kiss on her forehead. 

Still keeping her smile, Mikan gently brought Ibuki's head to her chest, wrapping her other arm around her protectively. She let out a soft, quiet yawn, as she was growing sleepy herself.

Once again, those thoughts returned, telling her to leave. It would be awkward when someone walked in on them the next day. Besides, Ibuki would probably hate her for this in the morning.

Even so, Mikan didn't care.

She didn't pull away, even though her thoughts told her to. She didn't want to. Just this once, she wanted to be selfish. Even if it would be awkward, even if Ibuki would hate her in the morning, at least Mikan got to share this moment with her beloved. That was all that mattered to her.

Mikan laid a final kiss on Ibuki's head before resting her chin on her head, and then drifting off to sleep herself.

---------------------------------------------------

Day five of the Despair Disease shenanigans.

Nagito, Akane and Ibuki had been released from the hospital on the third island, having completely recovered from their respective diseases.

And now, everyone was back at the restaurant like always, and along with Nekomaru, they were all together for the first time in four days.

There had been no deaths, no incidents, and everything was back to normal.

Almost everything, at least.

Mikan sat by herself at a table near the window, feeling distraught.

Now that Ibuki was released from the hospital, she wouldn't get to care for her anymore.

She wouldn't get to be with her every day and night, which Mikan just couldn't stand.

She knew that she was infected with the Despair Disease, but to her, the title felt more like a misnomer.

What she was experiencing wasn't despairing at all, nor was it even a disease. All it did was help her find the truth she was missing all along. 

If anything, she should be thanking Monokuma.

But it wasn't over yet.

Just because she knew what the missing piece of her was didn't mean she had it.

Her missing piece was her beloved, Ibuki.

She wouldn't feel whole until Ibuki was hers, and hers alone.

No matter what, she needed Ibuki.

She wanted to keep up the "no deaths" streak, but if anyone posed a threat to her and Ibuki's soon-to-be romance, she would eliminate them in a heartbeat.

Anything for her beloved.

She snapped out of her thoughts when she heard a knock on the table. 

She looked up to see Hajime, looking at her with concern.

"Hey, Mikan, are you alright?"

She nodded with a small smile, trying not to look nervous. "Y-Yes, I'm completely fine!"

Hajime didn't look convinced, but he didn't pry.

"Well, the others already left, and you didn't seem to notice."

With a yelp, Mikan took a look around. Surely enough, the restaurant was empty and they were completely alone.

She felt frustrated for a second. Ibuki had already left, and she was too distracted to talk to her.

Oh well. She'll just go and find her.

Mikan stood up and gave Hajime a little smile before walking away. "Well, I'll b-be heading out now."

Hajime gave her a look of shock. "Now? But you didn't eat anything!"

Mikan shook her head, keeping the smile. "Don't worry, I'm n-not that hungry. I'm fine!"

Hajime was clearly concerned, but he just sighed, deciding not to push it.

"Alright, well, be sure to eat something later."

Mikan nodded. "Mhm! Will do!"

Before she left, she turned to ask one final question.

"H-Hey, Hajime, do you know where Ibuki went?"

Hajime turned his head to look at her.

"Hm? Uh, she's at the music venue, I think."

Mikan nodded at him, and gave him one more smile before she walked away.

Mikan made her way to the third island and stopped at the music venue. She opened the door, and surely enough, Ibuki was sitting on the stage, lightly plucking the strings of a guitar with a focused expression.

One look at the musician caused Mikan's face to grin and turn bright red.

Ibuki noticed her there, and waved at her with a smile.

"Hey, Mikan! Goooood nom-nom-nomming!"

Mikan's smile grew softer. Ibuki was back to her hyperactive, energetic self, and Mikan missed it more than anything.

It was great to have her beloved back.

She snapped out of her daze when Ibuki spoke again.

"Soooooo, what's the haps? You come to see Ibuki practice?"

Mikan giggled.

"I would love to see you perform, Ibuki. B-But actually, I had something I wanted to ask you."

Ibuki's expression changed to a curious one. "You do?" 

Mikan nodded. Ibuki put her guitar down, giving Mikan her full attention.

"So, what'd you wanna ask Ibuki?"

Mikan fiddled with her fingers nervously.

"W-Well, Could you come take a walk with me? It might be nice for you t-to have a change of scenery after spending so much t-time in the hospital."

Ibuki nodded excitedly, and she hopped off the stage and strde over to Mikan.

"Okie dokie! Lead the way, Miki!"

Mikan blushed at the nickname. The two girls left the music venue together.

During their walk, Mikan asked Ibuki about what she was practicing, which caused her to excitedly ramble. Mikan smiled at this, thinking about how adorable it was.

The two girls kept walking until Mikan led them to the beach.

Mikan stared ahead absentmindedly, taking in the beautiful scenery. The bright sky, the sparkling blue ocean, the wind lightly blowing in her face.

It was the perfect place to confess.

Ibuki stopped rambling about her music, and did the same thing. She stared at the ocean with a relaxed expression, and for once, standing still and completely silent.

Mikan turned to her side to look at her. Ibuki's bangs were blowing out of her face, and her pink eyes seemed to be even brighter. She looked so focused on the world around her, just taking it all in and enjoying it.

Mikan had never seen her so relaxed when she was awake, and it was one of the most beautiful things she had ever seen.

Mikan forced herself to look away, and she took a deep breath in.

It was time.

She cleared her throat and looked at the sand, her expression becoming serious. "Hey, I-Ibuki... The reason I asked you out here... I h-have something to t-tell you..."

Ibuki turned to her, with a curious expression.

"What is it?"

Mikan closed her eyes for a moment, gathering her thoughts. Then she turned her head to face Ibuki.

"W-Well... At the hospital, w-when I was t-taking care of you and the others, I c-caught the Despair Disease as well."

Ibuki's expression grew worried. "Oh no! That's not good! Do we need to-"

Mikan cut her off. "N-No, it's not a big deal or anything. It's just that... I remembered some things."

Ibuki tilted her head. "What kind of things?"

Mikan breathed in, and looked ahead.

"Our t-time at Hope's Peak Academy, the time we all spent together... You and I..."

Ibuki's eyes widened. "You remember all that?! Wait..." She paused. "'You and I?'"

Mikan nodded, and she turned to look at Ibuki.

"Yes. You and I... Were together. As a couple."

"Huh?!" Ibuki's face turned bright red, and she turned away and began fiddling with her fingers. "Really? We... Were?"

Mikan nodded. "Y-Yes. And... I've liked you since we ended up on this island, even before I remembered. You were always so k-kind, so friendly. You treated me better than anyone else in my life, which instantly drew me to you. B-But... I was always too shy t-to tell you... Until I caught that disease, and..."

Mikan turned her body to face Ibuki's, looking her in the eyes sincerely.

"I realized how much you really meant to me, Ibuki. I couldn't just say nothing anymore. I needed you."

Ibuki blinked, her eyes wide and still blushing. "You... Needed me?"

Mikan nodded. "Yes. In the hospital, it felt great to take care of you, to be alone with you. I loved being able to help you feel better. And... I don't want that to be over. I don't want us to be apart any longer! Which is why I brought you here to say..."

Mikan stepped forward and took Ibuki's hands in her own.

"I love you, Ibuki. I love you so much, more than I've ever loved anyone. I want to be there to listen to you, to tend to your wounds, mental or physical. Not as a nurse, not as your friend, but... as your partner. And with that being said..."

Mikan interlaced her fingers with Ibuki's, and gave her hands a gentle squeeze.

"Will you be my girlfriend?"

Ibuki was stunned completely silent. For once, she had no words. She never expected the nurse to like her back, but they were meant to be all along.

After a long moment, Ibuki gave Mikan a sheepish smile and gave her answer.

"Y-Yes... Ibuki will be your girlfriend, Miki."

Mikan's eyes were filled with happy tears, and with a bright blush and a joyful giggle, she tackled Ibuki in a hug, and the musician pulled her close, giggling as well.

The two girls embraced each other tightly, enjoying the moment together.

Then, Mikan pulled away, and looked at Ibuki with a blush.

"Ibuki... Can I kiss you?"

Ibuki's eyes widened and she started to blush again. She nodded, and before she could make a move, Mikan stepped forward and pulled the musician close with one arm and used the other to cup her cheek. Then, she leaned forward and connected their lips.

Ibuki stood there frozen for a moment, surprised at Mikan's sudden initiative. But a second later, she melted into it and wrapped her arms around the nurse.

They stayed like this for a little while, before they pulled away, taking a moment to catch their breath.

Mikan lovingly smiled at Ibuki and wrapped her arms around her neck. Ibuki returned the smile and placed her hands on Mikan's waist. They pressed their foreheads together and stared into each other's eyes with nothing but love.

The moment was interrupted by a sudden growling sound.

Startled, Mikan jumped back, then realized that the source of that sound was her own stomach. 

Mikan giggled nervously. "S-Sorry about that. I didn't really eat this morning."

Ibuki chuckled. "Silly Miki. Hey, do you maybe wanna go to the restaurant together, as... Y'know... Our first date?"

Ibuki blushed and played with her fingers, her tone becoming unusually shy. Mikan smiled and took her hand.

"I would love that."

And together, the two girls began walking to the first island, hand in hand. Along the way, neither of them could stop smiling.

Especially Mikan. At first, she was sure that the Despair Disease would come between them, and ruin everything. But it turned out to be the thing that strengthened their relationship, which would soon get them together.

For once, Mikan felt grateful to Monokuma.

She was worried that she would have to eliminate someone, but she was able to be with her beloved with no problems.

She was glad. She would have hated to get blood on her hands for something that could have been avoided.

But it was, and she didn't have to think about it any longer.

Even when the Despair Disease came to pass, Ibuki would still be her beloved.

And that would never change.

Welp. My first Tsumioda fic, and it ain't gonna be the last!

Tumblr is lagging so bad lmao

Sorry if some parts are all over the place, I stayed up until four am working on this, for several days. Hopefully it still came out good tho

Older sister with extremely sensitive breasts and puffy nipples.

Nightmare (Komahina Oneshot)

Nagito Komeada x Hajime Hinata

Warnings: Blood and death

Hajime ran out of the restaurant, trying to find the others. After receiving a worrying message from Nagito, he quickly bolted to the restaurant, to find no one. He didn't see anyone on his way to the beach either.

But right when he turned to enter the beach, he froze.

Fuyuhiko. Sonia. Akane. Kazuichi.

Their bloody bodies lay motionless on the beach. But before he could do anything, he heard small wimpers of pain. Then, he noticed Nagito standing there.

He was gripping Mikan by the back of her neck, and held a knife in his other hand. His once warm gray-green eyes were now swirling, and wide with insanity. Nagito always had a strong obsession with hope, but these were not eyes of hope. They were eyes of despair.

Nagito plunged the knife into Mikan's neck, blood splattering all over the sand, dyeing it red. Mikan's watering eyes, filled with fear, turned dull and lifeless. Nagito let her body drop to the ground. He held a twisted grin on his face. He was clearly proud of himself for his... accomplishments.

He turned his body to face Mikan.

"I am very sorry, Mikan. Will you please... Forgive me?"

The tone of his voice made Hajime flinch, and Nagito let out a twisted, maniacal laugh. All of Hajime's uneasiness suddenly transformed into fear.

Forcing himself to move, Hajime took three small steps forward. Taking a better look at his boyfriend, his hoodie was covered in blood, and had bloody smears on his face. From the looks of the bodies and the bloodstains, they were recent.

Nagito immediately turned his body to face him.

"How nice of you to join us, Hajime! Everyone was waiting for you..."

"You-You did this, didn't you?" Hajime struggled to speak. Nagito smirked.

"What a smart man you are. Of course it was me. They were getting in my way, so I had them removed..."

Hajime looked at Mikan's lifeless body.

"But-But why Mikan?! What did she ever do to you?? Don't you know that she did her best to help you when you had Liar's Disease?!" Nagito chuckled.

"Of course. But that was before Mikan was getting close to you. A little..."

Nagito stepped towards Hajime until his face was level with his.

"...too close for my liking."

Nagito pointed a knife at Hajime's neck when he spoke.

"Are... Are you going to kill me...?"

Nagito was grinning again, as he traced a line from Hajime's neck down his neck to his shoulder with his finger. With his left hand, he gently ran the side of the knife's blade down Hajime's side, his grin widening when he felt Hajime shiver. The blood from the knife made a trail down Hajime's side.

"Now, now Hajime... I could never do that. You're my hope, after all. I did all of this for us."

Nagito cackled again, causing Hajime to flinch once more. Nagito was gone. This wasn't his friend. His boyfriend. Nagito wouldn't do anything so obscene. So... despairing.

But he did. And Hajime was trapped with him.

...Forever.

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Hajime woke with a start. His chest heaved as he struggled to breathe. After taking a few moments to collect himself, Hajime took a moment to check his surroundings.

He was in his cottage, laying flat on his back in bed. He checked the clock on the bedside table. 2:30 AM.

He let out a sigh, simultaneously relieved that the nightmare wasn't real, and annoyed that he wouldn't be able to go back to sleep.

He jumped when he heard movement next to him. He turned his head to see Nagito stirring as he turned his body to face Hajime.

That's right. Nagito.

His boyfriend.

Hajime swiftly rolled onto his side to face away from him.

Even though he knew it was just a nightmare, he couldn't help but flinch when Nagito placed his hand on his arm.

He felt Nagito draw his hand back as if he had touched something hot. When he gently grazed his fingers on Hajime's arm, he tensed, but didn't reject the touch.

Nagito fully placed his hand on Hajime's hand again, and felt the boy's muscles relax, though his body was stiff.

"What's wrong, love?" Nagito asked with a sleepy tone. Hajime gulped. He couldn't even begin to imagine how Nagito would react if Hajime told him about the nightmare.

What if he really thought Hajime thought he was a murderer? He would be so offended.

"Nothing," Hajime forced out. Nagito began to gently rub his arm.

"I can see that something's wrong. I felt you tossing and turning in your sleep, and you flinched when I tried to touch you. Please tell me what's wrong," Nagito pleaded.

"It was a nightmare," Hajime finally admitted. "But I can't explain it. I don't want to offend you."

Hajime couldn't see, but he could guess that Nagito raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"Why would I be offended by a nightmare? You can't control your dreams."

Hajime supposed that was true.

He took a deep breath in, and started to explain.

"I received a message from you, saying that I wouldn't have to worry about death or despair anymore. I headed to the restaurant, but it was empty. Then I headed to the beach, and everyone was dead. And there you were in the middle, with blood on your clothes and an expression of complete despair."

Hajime felt Nagito stiffen in surprise, but the white haired boy continued to rub his arm as he waited for Hajime to continue.

"After you killed Mikan, you turned to me. You said that the others got in your way, so you removed them. You didn't kill me, though. You only killed the others so we would be alone together. Forever."

Nagito was silent for a moment. Hajime was worried that he was offended before he felt his boyfriend wrap his arm around Hajime's torso and pulled him close. Nagito pressed his stomach into Hajime's back and rested his chin on his head.

"That does sound frightening. But I can assure you that I would never kill anyone. As much as I relish the thought of being with you forever, I would never harm or kill anyone to achieve that. That would be far too despairing for me to do."

Hajime managed a smile. Of course Nagito wouldn't harm anyone. He was just too hopeful.

Nagito let out a chuckle. "Is that a smile I see?" He lightly teased. Hajime let out a chuckle of his own. "Maybe."

Nagito smiled and pressed a kiss to his head.

"Are you feeling better, love?" Nagito asked. Hajime held his hand that was wrapped around his waist. "Yeah. Thank you, Nagi."

Nagito held hin tighter. "Of course. Now, what do you say we go back to sleep?"

Hajime nodded and tried to turn his body to face his boyfriend, but Nagito wouldn't budge.

Hajime chuckled pressed up against Nagito's stomach. He supposed he would let Nagito be the big spoon. The nightmare way in the back of his mind, Nagito's warmth and his breathing, along with his heartbeat relaxed Hajime, and he could feel his eyelids growing heavier.

Nagito kissed his head once more before whispering, "Goodnight, my hope. Sweet dreams."

"They're both dead. They're both dead because of them and you know it. They deserve to die. Kill them. They need to suffer, just like you have. Kill her sister. Kill his love. It's only fair. An eye for an eye.they are not your friends, they just want you to wear a stupid fake smile, while they laugh behind your back, flapping their happiness while you have nothing.you too deserve a prince charming, they must suffer everyone must suffer so they will understand your silent scream.

And yeah, this reads like Aoi’s suppressed rage. Her best friend and younger brother both die horribly, meanwhile Makoto’s girlfriend and sister both survive? She’d definitely be pissed, even if she never acts on it or even thinks about it too long. The impulse is probably always there, in the back of her head.

I hate this is growing on me in a non despair/despair way

Like or reblog if you ship Junko/Mikan!

Bro I'm sorry for you

I hope for the best

...........All that hard work....gone