Let Me See Them
Yasuhiro hesitated. Aoi knew.. But didn't? He wasn't sure. Aoi begun to start a stared down with him, keeping her eyes on him sternly and her body stiff. Yasuhiro groaned and rubbed his eyes. "Daaaaamn, okay, I'll tell ya."
"Good, otherwise I woulda beat your ass until you told me."
"Noted... Look, I have a problem.. With... Voices in my head. Mostly the voices of our dead classmates."
Silence.
Aoi's mouthed opened and closed a few times, at a complete loss for words for a minute. "Voices of our dead classmates?" Yasuhiro nodded. "Okay... Sure. What about that outburst?"
"I mean, I don't know much about that, but I guess they can take over me for a little bit? It's all confusing to me too."
"Okay. Obviously that was Leon, correct?" Aoi gave Yasuhiro a glare, and Yasuhiro reciprocated in a 'Obviously bitch tf' face. "Right, well... Anyone else aside from Leon. Like Junko-"
"It's not Junko, it's Mukuro Ikusaba, the Ultimate Mercenary."
"Who?"
"Oh shit, right, uh," the clairvoyant scratched his head. "Junko isn't actually dead, it was her sister, Mukuro, dressed as her. Apparently Junko is behind all of this." All Aoi could do is state in disbelief. She looked to the ground. She didn't want to belive him, not one bit.... But she strangely believed him quite a lot. "Umm... Alright. Sure. That's that then."
Aoi's response left Yasuhiro a little uncomfortable. He couldn't read people well, how ironic, and he just kinda stood there. The swimmer looked back up at the clairvoyant and sighed. "I believe you. I can't believe I actually trust you."
"Oh thank fuck, oh, and you don't think I attacked Celeste, right?"
"No, I don't, but did you kill Hifumi and Kiyotaka?"
"They're dead!?" Yasuhiro screamed out, his legs bending slightly, his hands flying into a protective position of sorts. "Guess you didn't." Aoi patted his shoulder and shook her head.
"Can you try finding a way so I can talk to everyone else too?" Yasuhiro looked down at Aoi. "Sure, I guess I could try!" Yasuhiro grabbed Aoi's hand and dragged her into his room. Once he let go, he sat on his bed, his legs crossed. Aoi sat beside him and looked around awkwardly. The aura of Yasuhiro's room was more tame that she would've thought, she felt as calm as ever in his room. "Okay, I have one idea, but, I have to know if you're comfortable with it." Yasuhiro turned to Aoi, leaning back onto his hands. "It really depends."
"It's just the tips of our fingers touching, not too much, not too little."
"Sure, whatever." Ali turned to Yasuhiro, Yasuhiro then turning to Aoi. They placed the tiles of their fingers on both hands on each others. The contact made Aoi cringe a little at how cold the clairvoyants hands really were. "Okay, just close you're eyes and breathe calmly."
"Really?"
"You wanna hear and see them or not?" Aoi rolled her eyes painfully hard and closed her eyes, beginning to breathe softly. Soon, she felt her body become loose and her mind go blank as everything went white.
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"Hey, it's ponytai- Ow!" Leon's voice, along with a smacking sound (presumably from Mondo) made Aoi shoot up from her sudden laying position. The white room around her had five other teenagers inhabiting the area. All those who died. "He was right." Aoi stood up, she didn't notice any Yasuhiro near her at all. "Yeah he was, you always trust the crazy guy in strange situations like these."
"Don't give him more ideas for strange ideas, Mondo, he can still hear us, since we're in his head." Chihiro's soft voice piped up. Aoi turned to him and felt a pang of sadness. She wondered why such a sweet person had to die. "That doesn't matter, what matters is that Mukuro fills her in!" Sayaka hopped up into one foot for a second, rasing her limp hand, making Aoi cringe again. "Why me?"
"Because you're the only one of us who really understands the whole story." Leon laughed. Ali finally got a good look at Leon, her cringing continuing when she saw how bruised and bloodied he was. "Right, fine then." Mukuro made her way in front of Aoi, her pierced body bleeding copious amounts of, well, blood. She explained the story of The Tragedy, Junko's plans and everything else that was happening. Once Mukuro finished, she gave a quick bow and walked back to where she once was. Alone.
Mondo wiped his head. "What an explanation." he sighed, his melting body making Aoi take a step back. "Oh christ, me melting is that bad-"
"Yes. But, one more thing, how did Leon take over Yasuhiro?"
"Oh, I guess I just felt strongly about your accusation and I yelled in hear. I'm guessing my string emotions caused me to take temporaru control of Hiro's body." Leon leaned on the biker as he talked. Aoi nodded and sighed. "How do I get outta here?"
"Just wake up."
"How-"
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Aoi felt her body being shaken. "Hina! Hina!"
"Ahh! I'm up, I'm up!"
"I've been shaking you for five minutes you scared me!" Aoi looked at Yasuhiro's face, noticing his eyes had been glazed over in gear and with tears from the thought that she had somehow died. Aoi sighed and pat his head. "Well, I'm fine, don't worry." Yasuhiro nodded and let Aoi go, wiping his eyes. "So, uh, I'm taking it that Mukuro filled you in?"
"Completely. But how will we convince everyone else about this?"
"I don't think we can, Hina, but, we can lay hints that it's Junko's doing." Yasuhiro shot up, stumbling slightly, but hurrying to grab something. "Like what?"
"This. Mukuro had managed to tell me a good amount about Junko, from what she wore, to her makeup, to her behaviour, so, I spent most the time you were knocked out to make these!" Yasuhiro held out three items. The tie Mukuro had worn, but it was made from a piece of wallpaper, somehow looking believable. A strand of curly hair, obviously taken from Yasuhiro's head, but made into a bright strawberry blonde colour. Finally, an... Actual liquid gloss tube. "The gloss wasn't-"
"Oh my fuck, you actually own lip gloss."
"Oi, it makes my lips look smooth, fight me, I always have it in my pocket. Plus, it's the same brand Junko uses."
"Cool, but how will the others know that." Aoi flopped back, thinking the plan would be a complete bust. "Eh, Naegi and Togami told me they've read a few facts about Junko in those magazines." Yasuhiro pocketed all the evidence he made. "Good to know."
"So, where will we put the evidence."
"We'll figure it out, don't worry."