Hoshi, mondo, fuyuhiko and teruteru’s s/o gets accused and mocked in the class trial (s/o is not the blackend)
Mod Ishimaru again, hope you don’t mind! I’ll be doing them in order of the games they came in. There’ll be a bit of angst and this will be quite long!
“Wouldn’t that lead the blame to S/O?” Toko looks to you. That smug half smile on her face as her eyes say ‘gotcha’.
It definitely wasn’t you, absolutely not! You were still reeling from poor Chihiro’s fate, who could do such a thing?
You look at everyone pleadingly
“No, please it wasn’t me! I could never!”
“We all know you and Mondo are dating, you could have easily killed Chihiro out of jealousy.” replied Celeste, crossing her arms and tilting her head in a condescending manner.
“What? Definitely not, she was my friend! She was so sweet I would never want to hurt her.”
“It’s not-not like you’re the mo-most attractive! Someone would co-come along and take your place.” Toko remarks.
“I know that, dammit. I know, but I wouldn’t hurt anyone!”
“Surely we should believe them! They looks very sincere!” yells Ishimaru, bringing a clenched fist to his mouth.
“Yes bro! I know they didn’t do it, they couldn’t have!” Mondo exclaims.
“You two should be quiet. Mondo you have feelings for them and Ishimaru is your friend we can trust your objections.” Byakuya booms, staring Mondo down with an accusing glare.
“What ma-master says is right! You two don’t have a right to try to convince us that this prostitute didn‘t kill Chihiro. Especially when they obviously did!” Practically giggling, Toko takes Byakuya’s side.
Mondo looks at your horrified expression, the tears gathering in your eyes and decides enough is enough at this rate everyone will be killed, he couldn’t bear the thought of you dying because he did something he didn’t mean to do.
“No! I have every right, I know for a fact it wasn’t fucking them! I know because I did it! Me, I fucking did it!”
The room is silent, shocked expressions all around, even Kyoko looks a little surprised at this development.
“Wha-what? Mondo?” You croak tears starting to slip down your face.
“I’m sorry.” He looks down, face hidden.
“Why? Why did you hurt Chihiro?” There isn’t any hidden meaning in the way you question him, you are utterly baffled by this.
“I-I don’t know. Things were said and I found something out about Chihiro... I thought Chihiro was mocking e so I got angry and I blacked out... The next thing I knew I was standing above the dude with a dumbbell in my hand.”
“You killed Chihiro, and strung her up? How could you do that?” You sob.
“I swear! I never hung Chihiro up like that! I left Chihiro in the girls changing room and left! I fucking promise!”
“... I believe you.” You look him in the eye and he feels slightly more at ease, but he’s devastated that he did this to everyone especially you.
“This is getting boring! Iiiiiiiit’s voting time~!” Monokuma intervenes.
No matter whether Mondo came clean or not, you couldn’t bring yourself to vote for him so you vote for yourself, tears falling onto your hands.
you get an explanation everything is revealed and you feel even worse than before, free to move about the room you embrace Mondo sobbing about how you don’t want him to go. How this wasn’t fair.
Mondo is surprised that you still feel that way for him after all of this and almost cries as you refuse to let go until he is forcefully ripped from your grasp. Even then you try to run after him but are grabbed by your classmates.
Your classmates, your friends, the people you want to flourish are blaming you for killing Byakuya?
They are about four more sentences from voting and you still haven’t managed to convince them otherwise.
“We’re all going to die if you choose me, please! Reconsider!”
“Of course you would say that you want us to die so you can escape, we’re not stupid!” Kazuichi exclaims, pointing at you.
“You weren’t in the room when Byakuya was killed and you didn’t say anything during the blackout why should we ever believe you weren’t the one who went under the floorboards?” Nagito inquires, giving you a condescending glare that you wouldn’t have expected from him before the trial.
Teruteru looks incredibly unnerved and worried
Why isn’t he saying anything to defend you? He knows you went for a nap before the dreadful end of the party
He’s clenching and relaxing his fists, eyes flitting over the rest of your friends in a panicked glance. You also look to everyone, anyone, looking for a sign of doubt that they may defend you, but no-one meets your gaze
“Do you have anything else to say?”
“It wasn’t me! I swear, I went for a nap under the desk in the reception area I’m telling you, Teruteru can back me up he walked me there!”
“But he wouldn’t have seen you leave if you went to the storage room when he was back in the kitchen.”
“They didn’t do it!” Teruteru roars in an unfamiliar accent
“I love you mama, but I can’t let them die, I thought I would be ready when the time came but I can’t let them die.” He murmurs under his breath
“They definitely didn’t do it!”
“Upupupu, what’s this interesting development?” Monokuma coos
“Teruteru, what are you doing?” Nagito asks looking at him suspiciously
Teruteru takes a deep breath and looks at you
“I did it, it was me, not S/O. I killed Byakuya, I thought he was Nagito who was trying to kill someone so I did it.” You cry, you haven’t cried in a long time but his startling confession drew it out of you
The trail continues, but he speaks no more words, he just looks down only occasionally glancing up at you
He’s crying too, fat droplets dripping down his face in a torrent, but he makes no sound
Everyone starts to figure it out and all too soon it’s voting time
You’re numb, you can’t press any buttons, Monokuma starts to become irritated and warns you of the consequences
“It’s OK cher, you can vote for me.” Teruteru whispers
But you don’t, instead you vote for Nagito, Teru teru said it himself he was going to kill him because he was going to murder someone else, from the positioning it may have been Hajime
It stems back to being Nagito’s fault and you grow a contempt for the boy as you mash your finger onto his option
Obviously, you’re outvoted by everyone else but knowing you had voted for Nagito made you feel only slightly better
Teruteru is devastated of course, he is about to die, and he has hurt his S/O terribly, he feels so awful he almost wishes he had let you all die
But he would never wish that upon you he wouldn’t be able to live with himself, if he had known that sooner he probably wouldn’t have gone through with it
Before he dies you cry that you still love him and how much you’re going to miss him, how much you don’t want him to go
you plead with Monokuma to stop, trying everything your despair riddled mind can come up with
You’re on your knees by the end of his execution refusing to look but the sounds alone make you cry and scream, he must have been in so much pain
They have to drag you out of the court room kicking and screaming, hating everything and seething to the brim with the world everyone is living in you don’t remember much of the days that follow other than your pain, sorrow and grief.
“Then what about the sword!? It would’ve been left in the shower room and she wouldn’t have been able to recover it, dumbass!”
“F-Fuyuhiko... why do you even care?”
“Sh-shut up! Just shut the fuck up and answer me! If you have an answer then fuckin’ give it to me! If she used the bamboo sword as a stepstool, it would’ve been left behind!” Hajime looks surprised and even a little hurt.
“Maybe he’s right actually! How would she have gotten the sword?” Akane chips in. You stand there confused yourself, surely Peko wouldn’t.
“I agree, it has to have been someone else!” Peko looks shocked that you would defend her, she wasn’t as close as you were with Fuyuhiko so she didn’t think you would care enough to defend her.
“But who?” Nekomaru booms, slightly unamused. Peko sees her opportunity, if she can get the blame to fall on you then, you will be executed and she can protect Fuyuhiko.
“That is because it was S/O.” Both yourself and Fuyuhiko gasp, both for different reasons.
“Wha-what? No Peko you’re wr-”
“Peko what’re you doing?!” Fuyuhiko yells.
“I’m not the killer because she is. It is as simple as that.”
“No Peko! It can’t have been me! You know that!”
“Peko, don’t do this!” Everyone is stumped about this little argument between the three of you. They didn’t understand what was happening.
“I have to, after all she killed Mahiru.”
“No, she didn’t, I won’t stand for this!”
“I have to, you must survive.”
“But Peko, I would never kill anyone, I wouldn’t be able to let everyone here die!”
“Peko, I’m warning you, stop it!”
“Stop blaming the killer? I’m afraid I can’t do that.”
“What’s happening?!” Akane roars.
“You all need to shut up! We need to find poor Mahiru’s killer, you dummies!” Hiyoko squeals.
“I can’t take this! Peko come clean! I’m sorry, I can’t let you do this!”
“Young master!” Peko looks surprised.
“Do it! I told you I wouldn’t stand for this, I’m sorry Peko, I really am but I can’t allow this any longer, not when S/O is in danger.”
Peko looks disdained but does as he says and you can’t believe your ears. The trial ends in a whir and you can barely catch your breath.
“How could this happen?” You stare at Monokuma as he slams his gavel down. There’s nothing else you can do but cry, joining Fuyuhiko in tears.You’re so numb as you watch her be taken to her death, you are completely unprepared for Fuyuhiko to leap into the fray you scream his name as he is slashed by Peko’s bamboo sword.
You are held back by the others as you have to watch it all happen, even as the ambulance drives in. You don’t even remember anything from the time between losing Fuyuhiko and finding him again in the hospital after Peko’s execution.
“I doubt Shuichi is the culprit, he had no reason to do it. Well, no more reason than the rest of us to and he was with Kaede the entire time!” You reason.
“Shuichi would never do that. Right, Shuichi.” Gonta confirms.
“Oh don’t tell me you’re going to plead the fifth now.” Mutters Hoshi.
“Hoshi please, this isn’t getting us anywhere!”
“It’s not like him saying nothing is helping either, S/O.”
“Why are you fighting so hard to say he isn’t the culprit, there’s no proof, unless... You are the culprit, huuuuh S/O?” Kokichi sing-songs mockingly. A bit surprised at this suddenly being aimed at you, there is a stumble and suddenly everyone is upon you.
“Actually, that makes sense, you seem the most adamant that Shuichi isn’t the killer, what makes you so sure?” Kiibo inquires, honestly baffled.
“Well-well, I just don’t see him being a killer, but that doesn’t mean that I killed poor Rantaro!”
“I dunno~ You seem pretty suspicious right now S/O~” Kokichi chimes in.
“So not cool man.” Hoshi perks up staring down the grinning prankster across from him.
“Aww~ But I’m just playing with S/O.”
“Well don’t.” Hoshi’s tone demands no more discussion on the topic and you send him a relieved look. He nods back to you and the discussion continues on to a drawn-out heartbreaking end.
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