Author's Note: Sorry for being gone for so long, I had a lot going on with my family and had been hospitalized and then proceeded to lose my interest in writing. The good news is that I am back now, but this may not be my best work. I'm happy to be back and I intend to reveal something about this story that will be needed for later noting, I will be including lemons into my writing later, but I will give warnings about them before they appear so you can skip them entirely.

Also I intend to reveal the fate of one character I have had several people ask me about, Chiaki Nanami, I have had many people ask me about her, if she was dead by the time this game starts and the answer to that is no. Chiaki Nanami in this story is not dead when it starts, I will not reveal her full fate but at least I will acknowledge that. Thanks for reading, leave me a review to let me know what you think and as always have a good one.

"She loves you." It was a simple thing for the fashionista to say but true nonetheless.

"I know." Was the response of a boy lying on his bed next to the girl.

"And how do you…" Junko went to ask getting halfway through her statement before he let out a sigh.

"You of all people should know just how much people bore me, as though I would care for someone as meaningless as her." Makoto droned out staring up at his ceiling.

"You care for me." She said with a grin, teasing the boy.

"You're useful." He simply said.

"Love you too." She said giving him a quick peck on the lips, silence enveloping the pair after they separated.

"We should kill someone." The words that broke the silence formed a statement she had heard him say before, but most of the time it was an empty statement.

The chill that went through her spine when she heard him say those words this time, they made her feel his despair. She answered as she just had to for the boy whom she loved.

"Rise and shine...it is now seven a.m. as such it is officially morning. The cafeteria is now open once again." The high pitched voice of Monokuma caused everyone to stir awake, accept for one student.

This one student had already been awake and in fact had left his dorm an hour before the morning announcement played through the school. Of course this student was Makoto Naegi quite bored sitting in his room doing nothing. The boy decided to follow his normal routine went to the gym to run several laps along the bleachers. Even that couldn't shake his boredom leaving him to sit in the bleachers for several minutes until his beloved creation came through the miniature screens that were in each room of the building.

It had been nearly sixteen hours since the students had been reintroduced to each other and no one had attempted a murder. Of course this was the expected outcome for the timing, considering that no one had any reason to want to leave yet other than to have freedom. Still the lack of bloodshed left Makoto bored with no entertainment.

One thing it did however do was allow him to mull over his desires for this new game. He had done a killing game before and it had gone quite well if not as smoothly as he could have hoped and it was nowhere near as complex as this game. He merely put the student council of Hope's Peak in an enclosed room and told them that if they did not attempt to kill each other that they would all lose their lives a rather simple concept with only one winner.

Of course they had refused at first thinking it to be a joke and to show them the severity of the situation he had placed the silver blade of a hunting knife into the neck of a rather overweight boy by the name of Daiki Kubo. After that panic set in amongst the group and he watched as the brutally slaughtered each other until only one girl remained. Had he not stepped in instead of just watching it was not likely she would have survived but he had momentarily stopped the plague of boredom from sweeping through him it was well worth it. The poor girl didn't know what to do with herself after that, weeping at the fact that not only had her friends lost their lives but she had taken one herself.

And soon enough Makoto had been holding her in his arms whispering about just how strong she was and how worthy she was of being alive to see what he would do. She was the first person he had ever turned from the side of hope to joining him. It was a pleasing moment and one that he cherished only shadowed by two other events in his boring life.

By the time the announcement went off Makoto was already standing ready to head to the cafeteria to make breakfast. Makoto wasn't at all shocked to be the first one there quickly joined by The Ultimate Hall Monitor.

"Oh, hello Makoto, I thought I would be the first one here." Kiyotaka said with a little surprise aimed at the lucky student's presence.

"I was up when the announcement went off, I was running laps in the gym and was ready to get breakfast." Makoto said heading into the kitchen trailed by the other student.

"I see, and why may I ask, were you running so early?" Kiyotaka asked with curiosity written on his face.

"Well Kiyotaka, I like to exercise daily, it keeps my mind calm and helps me keep my thoughts aligned." Makoto explained scouring the cabinets for ingredients to pancakes.

"That is quite admirable, but what about the curfew you proposed." Kiyotaka asked watching Makoto gather several bowls and a small skilled to make his breakfast.

"As far as I know, I am the only one who left their room this morning and I went straight to the gym. If you are truly worried I can remain in my dorm until the announcement plays each morning." Makoto said cracking open an egg and adding it to the batter he had begun working on.

"No, I trust you and I do not believe you to be anything other than a good person." The hall monitor said and Makoto laughed internally at just how far off the other boy was.

"Thank you Kiyotaka, would you like some pancakes, or anything else? I quite enjoy cooking so if you want anything I would gladly make it." Makoto asked pouring out the batter onto the skillet in equal proportions.

"I would hate to give you more work and just Taka is fine by the way." The hall monitor said sincerely.

"No I insist, I can make whatever you want and I figure you want something specific." Makoto responded wanting to do something that would keep him busy.

"Well alright then Makoto, if you truly want to cook I will happily enjoy some pancakes." Taka said with a smile.

"Alright, and could you please ask the other students if they would like me to cook them anything for them?" Makoto asked and Taka nodded and headed out while Makoto gathered more ingredients that he was sure to need.

By the time Makoto had finished preparing the food that had been requested of him it was nearing ten o'clock. He headed out of the kitchen and was quite pleased to see the students marveling over his cooking with more than a few of them coming over to give him their praise. The only students that were not in the cafe were Byakuya, Kyoko, and Chihiro which wasn't surprising.

Makoto didn't bother to stay in the cafeteria, opting to head to his dorm instead. When he reached the door he was greeted by the sight of Kyoko standing in front of his door.

"Oh...um hello Kyoko, may I help you?" Makoto asked pulling out his monopad and sliding it against the keycard reader before opening his door slightly.

"I'm not quite sure, may I come in?" She asked staring towards the floor.

"Yeah sure, is there a reason you're here?" Makoto said opening his door and allowing for Kyoko to enter the room and to her surprise, but not Makoto's, Chihiro was sitting on his bed eating a stack of pancakes and messing with his monopad.

"Oh...I did not expect to see you here Chihiro." Kyoko said suddenly going a little flush to her own confusion.

"Umm...M...Makoto allowed me to...to stay with him last night b...because I was scared." The programmer responded a bit nervous by the girl's presence.

"I see, would it be alright if I was alone with Makoto for a moment?" Kyoko asked Chihiro from which she only received a meek nod, before the programmer grabbed his food and his monopad and left through the open door giving a small smile to Makoto on the way out.

"So what did you need me for?" Makoto asked shutting the door and heading towards his closet and pulling out a spare pair of clothes.

"I needed to ask you something." She said watching as Makoto took off his jacket and his shirt underneath as they were both covered in baking powder and sugar.

"And what is it that you need to ask?" Makoto said turning to face her.

Yet Kyoko couldn't seem to find her voice, her lavender eyes traveling along his body, she was both horrified and incredibly attracted to the sight before her eyes. Makoto's body was toned, and his clothes did a damn good job of hiding that fact. His clothes also hid another secret, one that was now visible to the eyes of the student within his room. Along his body mostly covering his back and a small amount of space along his chest, were dozens of withered scars. She couldn't seem to take her eyes from the sight until Makoto had put another shirt on and followed up by putting on another sweater.

"Kyoko, you were supposed to ask me something." Makoto said knowing exactly why her words had not followed up his previous question.

"What happened to you?" She asked and Makoto visibly cringed at the question.

"I'm sorry Kyoko, that's not something I can share with you. It's something that I have always kept to myself, and I don't trust you enough to talk about it." Makoto said being genuine for once, not even Junko had heard what had happened and he had never once talked about it.

"I...I'm sorry, I just couldn't help but ask." Kyoko said in response, nodding solemnly in understanding.

"It's alright, it is completely natural to be curious, but you had a question in mind when you entered my room." Makoto said shifting the conversation to something else.

"Yes, I did I'm sorry for getting distracted. I meant to ask if you knew about anything going on here, I wish to trust you but I cannot bring myself to do so unless you promise me that you have nothing to do with this.." Kyoko words would have left Makoto stunned if he hadn't been expecting them.

"I don't know, I woke up alone in a classroom, I am as lost as everyone else. I promise you Kyoko." He could tell she believed him and he was proud of his ability to lie.

"Then it seems that I shall leave it to you and Sakura to protect us." Kyoko said turning slightly as if to leave the room.

"Of course I will, I was always going too." Makoto said with a smile noticing her not leaving.

"I'm sorry." She said simply turning around to face him again.

"For what?" He asked before watching her hands tug at the collar of his jacket.

Her lips collided with his as she desperately kissed him. He made no move to reciprocate the action at first both shocked and irritated by her action. Yet all to stay in character he pressed his lips to hers with falsified passion that she all to happily accepted as real. She held onto the kiss for as long as she could before needing to pull away for air.

"Not that I didn't enjoy that but may I ask why you did that?" Makoto asked with a pleased smile plastered on his face that made his stomach curl.

"I...I don't know...I just felt like I needed to do that." She said trying to hide a small smile on her face.

"Well...I mean you're always welcome to do it again. Sh...should you ever w...want to." He hated the way he had to speak but given his act it was only necessary.

"Thank you." Kyoko said quietly before heading towards the door.

The moment the door closed behind the lavender haired girl leaving the room Makoto felt his blood boil. She had no right doing any of the things she just had. Asking about his scars he understood, natural curiosity at its best. It was that kiss that enraged him. She had shown no aptitude for survival in their situation and she had brought her unworthy lips to his because she felt the simple need to.

Makoto found himself in need of company he actually enjoyed rather than continue to be angered. Heading out of the room after attempting to calm himself Makoto headed towards the cafeteria, hoping to see the presence of one student. Sadly he would not find her there and he knew he wouldn't, she was bound to be in her dorm at the moment, away from everyone else.

Of course he had once again begun to feel mildly irritated when Toko had begun following him. He knew that the girl had taken to obsessing over him but the fact that she warded off any pleasant company with her presence would become a problem, especially since he needed to be trusted by all the other students.

"Miss Fukawa, I would be most appreciative if instead of simply following me, you would start a conversation with me instead." Makoto said walking back towards the dorms with the girl quietly tailing him.

"S...sorry white knight…" Her words seemed strangely confident for such a normal self-hating girl.

"It's fine Toko but I don't find myself enjoying your presence when you only follow me without saying anything." He said recognizing that he had three people who would become problems in the school.

"I'm…sorry m-master...I s-shouldn't bother you." Toko said with an awkward smile cradling herself and running towards her dorm leaving an irritated Makoto in the hall furious she couldn't hold a simple conversation.

He was bored, beyond a state of mild anger and he just wanted someone to die already but he couldn't push his luck and do something about it. He continued down the dorm hall stopping at the dorm before his and knocking on the door. It opened soon enough as he waited patiently for the dorm's occupant.

"Hello Makoto, I did not expect to see you here so soon. Is there something I may help you with?" The occupant of the dorm asked opening the door to see the lucky student.

"I want to take you up on that game Celestia, your talent against my luck." Makoto said with a small smile.

"Then you are most welcome to come in." Celestia responded moving from the doorway and allowing him to enter her room.

"So, I assume you wish to have some kind of bet placed for our game." He stated as he shut the door behind him.

"That would be correct, and I have an interesting idea for it. Whomever wins is allowed to give orders to the other player for a day, orders that must be followed." She said through her thick accent and Makoto pondered the idea for a moment.

"What orders would be off limits? It wouldn't be just if you could give any order that may get the other into trouble." Makoto asked the pale skinned girl who started thinking up rules.

"For one the obvious, no orders that would cause any of Monokuma's rules to be broken, then there should also be a rule to ban explicitly dangerous orders." Celestia said deliberately leaving out another rule that should have been easily noticeable.

"Is that all?" Makoto asked knowing exactly what she had left out.

"I believe so, shall we get started?" She asked pulling out her cards and a handful of chips for a game of poker.

"Yes, I hope my defeat is not too quick." Makoto said with a small hearnest smile to feel his anger fading.

"Either way we will discover something, no?" She asked through her thick accent.

"I suppose so." He responded as she begun to finish the setup for their game.

"How about we make it more interesting with the reward?" She asked right before they started the game.

"How would we do that?" Makoto asked with mild curiosity.

"Whenever one of us wins a round we can give the other person one order, the previous rules still in play of course." She said with the intent to even the playing field.

"Why not?" He responded with a small laugh as they begun to play.

The first two rounds went by rather quickly with Makoto folding, allowing for Celestia to believe that her ability to bluff was tripping him up as he would have won both hands. Of course Makoto had planned this out, knowing she would assume that to be why she would win.

Her first two orders were rather simple, telling him to make her a cup of tea, and then to remove his jacket and sweater as they seemed to formal for such a simple game. The tea was easy to make but he felt a bit off having to remove his sweater leaving him in a light green t-shirt.

The next hand however was his, a pair of queens to an empty hand for her. His order was to have her answer a question truthfully.

"Do you think someone is going to die?" Makoto asked and Celestia looked stunned for a moment before her poker face played over her emotions.

"Yes, I don't believe that someone among our class will allow themselves to be stuck here given the opportunity to leave." Celestia said through her heavy dealing their next hand.

"Then you and I think alike." Once again shock crossed her face.

"You believe someone is going to die?" She asked and he nodded.

"I know someone will at least try, I don't want to believe someone among us could do that but I'm not naive enough to think it won't happen."

"Then what about your claims that no one would do something like that?" Celestia asked curious about his words from the previous day.

"I'm remaining hopeful so everyone can be strong and possibly get out without any death." At least that was the part he had to play, nearly the polar opposite of what he truly wanted.

"I see." She said simply as they begun the next round.

The next hand wasn't good luck for Makoto a pair of twos beaten by three kings. Celestia's order however changed from mere innocence. She asked him to remove his t-shirt and he knew she would ask about them. Still he removed the article of clothing anyways allowing for his toned body to be shown with the multitude of scars that covered it to be visible to her eyes.

"Oh my…" She said stunned at the sight obviously curious but saying no more as their next hand began.

"I want you to answer this question truthfully, how did you get these?" Celestia asked him after she had won the round with a four of a kind.

"I did not agree to revealing my past."

"You agreed to anything that would not cause harm in the game."

"Well I'm sorry but those memories have been buried for years and I'm not about to try digging them up ever. Sometimes it's better for the past to stay in the past and never join your future."

"I…"

"Shouldn't have asked, next hand wins the game. I'm going to need to calm down." Makoto said, the irritation very clear in his voice.

"That is acceptable, I'm sorry for the pain I may have caused." Celestia spoke, sincerely apologizing to the boy.

"It's fine, I've never told another soul about that and even now you only received a brief overview." He responded

The both went silent for a small period of time, and while Makoto focused on the game and Celestia merely focused on what Makoto had said about his past. She felt like a fool even daring to ask what had happened to him but when she saw the multitude of scars on his body she asked upon instinct.

"A straight flush." Celestia finally spoke after an extended silence.

"I believe I win." Makoto said slowly laying down his own hand of a royal flush.

"Indeed, I believe your luck does indeed match my ability."

"So tomorrow then, I'll expect you in my dorm once the morning alarm goes off and you are ready for the day." Makoto said as he put his t-shirt, sweater and jacket back on.

"Are there any other requirements I shall need to meet?"

"As of this moment no, now if you'll excuse me I'll be returning to my dorm."

"Of course, I shall see you tomorrow."

Once Makoto had left the room Celestia found her breathing becoming laboured as she thought over what she had just experienced. She had no true idea of why she was becoming so focused on the boy. Her mind could not seem to let go of him, images of him, especially one's where he lacked his shirt, flooded into her mind and she could not understand what was going on. When her mind finally cleared up from thoughts of him it was well beyond the time when the nighttime announcement had been played.

When Makoto returned to his dorm he found Chihiro waiting for him there. He had been locked out after leaving when Makoto had been talking with Kyoko earlier and he had no way to get in without Makoto's monopad.

"Sorry for not being here to let you in, I was talking with Celestia." Makoto said with a nervous laugh that made his insides cringe.

"I...it's fine...I just hid away in my room." The boy said with a stutter.

"Well, if you want-" Makoto started to speak before another voice cut him off.

"Makoto!" He heard a voice from the blue-haired idol in the group.

"Sorry Chihiro, we can talk later, I'll just let you in." He opened the door for the meek programmer who didn't say anything and just went into his room letting the door shut.

"Oh...I didn't know you were…" Sayaka trailed off as she approached Makoto seeing Chihiro enter his dorm.

"Taken? I'm not, Chihiro has just been too terrified to be alone so I'm letting her stay with me until she sees that it's safe here." Makoto explained, already bored with this conversation and it had barely started.

"I see." She said quietly staring at him.

"I'm not lying so you should probably stop thinking I am." He said with a joking smile, yet another to make his skin crawl that day.

"How did you?" She went to ask and stopped herself.

"Because silly, I'm an esper!" He said with a childlike laugh that was on the brink of being one of his many tones when he was bored.

"What?" The question left her mouth clear shock on her face.

"Just kidding, I just have really good intuition." He said wanting so desperately to escape the question he knew she was about to ask.

"Do you remember the crane?" It was a simple question, she had asked him the same thing yesterday.

"Of course I do, I needed to save that creature." The story she went to tell him followed what was expected, the crane was why she wanted to be his friend, her position as an idol made it impossible, but now she had that opportunity, and then finally she stopped herself from admitting to her crush.

"Sayaka, I'm not going to lie to you," He desperately wanted to laugh at that statement, "I'm pretty sure I know what you're thinking, or more appropriately know what you're feeling." It was a bold statement but it wasn't something he would truly say, it wouldn't be a part of his character.

"W...what!?" She asked in pure surprise flushing madly and he was tempted to actually reveal her feelings about him.

"Yeah, you want to be friends, and you feel as happy to see me as I was to see you!" The act of naivete was so infuriating he couldn't stand the conversation for very much longer.

"Y...yeah, that's it." Sayaka said looking a bit depressed but also somewhat relieved that he didn't know how she felt.

"It's past nighttime Sayaka, so maybe tomorrow we could spend some time together and be better friends, I'd love that!" Makoto said, groaning internally at the fact he would have to spend time out of his day tomorrow with the girl.

"O...okay. Yeah that would be great, I'll see you when the morning announcement goes off." She said not even saying anything else, still blushing and stumbling over her words before moving into her room far to quickly.

Makoto took a moment and looked at the camera in the hallway, and when everyone was in their room, he blew a kiss to the camera, or more importantly the girl behind it. When he got into his room, Chihiro was fast asleep on his bed, his monopad tucked in his arms. Makoto still knew there was something he could do for the boy, but it wasn't his responsibility. If it was going to break the boredom it would be worth a shot, so maybe in the future, if he managed to survive the first trial he would start to help him, but for now, he had to fend for himself.

As he fell asleep he could only think of the girl who had helped him get to this point and he smiled, one of the very small genuine smiles he could ever have. Just one word from her always brought that smile to his face.

"Okay."