Here's A Few More
As the day went on, Yasuhiro had begun to hear Chihiro and Mondo's voices too. His day was filled with questioning how he was able to hear them, and so clearly too. It baffled Yasuhiro greatly, and Aoi seemed to be catching on.. Even if by a little. Aoi had caught Yasuhiro talking to himself multiple times, but, in a stable conversation.
"Asahina?" Celestia caught the attention of the swimmer, startling her a little. "Oh, Celeste. How can I help you?"
"I was wondering if you knew about what is happening with Yasuhiro?"
"No, I don't. But, I might have a good idea on what." Aoi turned to the gambler. Her pure red eye seemed to gleam with an idea. "Ah, well, thank you anyway. I'll see you later." and, just like that, she strutted off, Hifumi at her tail. Weird. Aoi shook her head and went back to her day as normal, deciding to just talk to Yasuhiro about it during the night.
"Lady Celeste, might I ask about this idea you have?"
"My idea is to lure Yasuhiro in here, and knock him out. But I need your help in making a suit. A robot suit." Celestia turned to Hifumi, her eyes most definitely standing out in a serious glare. "A robot suit, eh? Well, I suppose I could make one of Robo Justice."
"Well, whoever that is, it'll do. Although, you'll need Yasuhiro's complete body measurements."
"Done and done, it's all in the e-handbook." Hifumi fixed his glasses and gave a little smirk. "Then get to it. Now!"
Yasuhiro sat in his room, running his fingers in slow circles around his temples. All five dead friends of his making conversation. In his head. It hurt. It hurt. It hurt. So much going on at a time made Yasuhiro clutch at his button up. But soon... Everything was numb and cold. Like he had passed out suddenly.
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Everything was white for a short while, until he saw a slightly smaller, black haired, blue eyes baseball player, with a smaller blonde girl, with a bow making an ahoge.
"Kanon, you're like a sister to me, plus you're my cousin."
"But Leon-" oh shit. "I.. I really like you." the girl, or Kanon, had then burst into tears, leaving the boy, or Leon, standing their awkwardly, then comforting her as much as he could. "It'll be okay.. Please stop crying. For big brother Leon?" Kanon sniffles and looked up at Leon. "For.. For big brother Leon."
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Yasuhiro fell off his bed once he woke up. "Fucking shit!" he yelled as his head hit the ground. He lay there for a minute groaning, as if his head hadn't hurt enough already.
Then, he heard a little noise, like paper on the floor. Yasuhiro lifted his head and saw a note laying by his door. He got to his feet and walked over, then picking up said not and reading it. Someone wanted to talk to him? That late at night? Oh well. Maybe it was Naegi or Kirigiri. He felt like this were the only other two people who would talk to him that late. Yasuhiro checked the time and saw it was close to when whoeber wanted to talk to him.
He left his room and let his mind wander as he walked. Who was Mukuro trying to warn him about? He hadn't heard her voice all day. Maybe she only spoke when he was asleep, so he looked less crazy? He pondered on it until he was met with the smooth metal door of the room someone wanted to talk to him in. Yasuhiro sighed and pushed the door open to pure darkness. He took two steps inside until he felt a cloth around his mouth and nose, a nasty scent invading his space... Chloroform. He felt his eyes shut slowly until his body felt too heavy and he passed out. All he could feel was someone or two people moving him around a lot.
"Right, well made Hifumi, a perfect fit, no?"
"I always follow a lady's orders." Hifumi smiled and once again fixed his glasses. A very common habit of his. They had gotten Yasuhiro into the Robo Justice suit with almost no problems. Now, the photo. The photo was pretty difficult to pull off, but, Celestia and Hifumi succeeded then just stuffed Yasuhiro into a locker... Soon enough, it was only Celestia left in the room.
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"Chloroform? Where would someone find that!?" Chihiro's voice echoed around Yasuhiro. He was back in his dream replacement. "A huge fucking low blow!" Mondo yelled. "Oh please.. Shut the fuck up, Oowada-chi, my head is murdering me itself."
"Ah, you're here again."
"No shit, Leon." Yasuhiro stood up from his laying position. "Where's Mukuro?"
"Mukuro just kinda... Vanished when you left before. She might come back, I dunno." Leon said, scratching his head. "She did talk to me a little," Sayaka chimed in. "said she only wanted to talk to you while you're in the dream space."
"And luckily you're here now." the sound of Mukuro's voice grew closer for a few seconds before she was beside Sayaka and Chihiro. "I wanted to warn you about Junko Enoshima."
"Why Junko?"
"She's behind everything. She's the mastermind behind the game. She caused the world into despair. She's the reason I'm dead. She's controlling Monokuma." Mukuro tensed as she went on and on and on about what Junko had done. Holy shit, was Yasuhiro scared. "But, why in the hell would she want despair, short hair?"
"There's no reason for it, aside from the thrill and mystery of despair. That's why she did it."
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Yasuhiro shot his eyes open. All he saw was darkness and all he felt was stiffness, like he was inside something, shoved into something else. Then he rememebred what happened after he was chloroformed. Yasuhiro tried to move his body, but to no avail. He was stuck somewhere he didn't know and IN something he didn't know.
Awesome, he thought, sighing deeply and pouting. Then, a light come from in front of him. Whatever he was shoved into, he was facing the door, and he was met with all of his classmates, save for Kiyotaka and Hifumi.
Sakura had managed to free him, of what seemed to be a locker, and her and Naegi got him out of a robot suit. What he didn't know was why everyone now looked so suspicious of him. Like he did something wrong. "What's wrong? You guys all okay?"
"You attacked Celeste, didn't you!" Aoi huffed out, lightly stomping her foot. "Wh- No! I just woke up in that...thing and in the locker!"
"I can't lie Hiro... It is quite suspicious." Naegi, scratched his face a little with his index finger. Hiro felt... Angry. His eye hurt and he felt his fists clench in anger. "There's no way I attacked her! It's stupid! Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid!" Yasuhiro yelled, gripping his hair. All of a sudden, he just changed, giving everyone a little bit of shock. Aoi knew she'd get something. Now she was sure of what was happening.
After just minutes of slight arguing, Yasuhiro just walked off, sick of accusations. Aoi followed suit. Once Yasuhiro got to his door, he came to. What everyone had seen and thought was Yasuhiro just getting angry... Was Leon. Yasuhiro groaned and punched his head. "What the fuck, dude!! How'd you do that!!?" he yelled to himself. He started just yelling at himself as Aoi approached him. "Hey!" Yasuhiro jumped at the sudden voice of the swimmer and turned to her, trying to play off his yelling contest with himself. "Aoi! Wassup?"
"What's going on?"
"Nothing really, was just gonna-"
"With you talking to yourself, Hiro."
Ah, fuck.