Bloody Betrayal

Disclaimer: I do not own School Days by Overflow , or any of the characters affiliated with it, and this is merely a fan-based piece of work.

"I need to know if we're still moving, and where we need to go from here!" - Motives

Kotonoha Katsura had never been happier than what she was. She was going out with one of the few men who respected her for who she was, a good-looking, academically gifted girl, and not just because of her large chest. Makoto Itou had first seen her on the train which they frequently caught and his best friend Sekai Saionji had set them up with each other. Seeing as how shy they were, they would never make a move towards the other person, and now, they were dating. Every lunch time, Kotonoha and Makoto would sit on the rooftop and eat lunch together, and Makoto would taste Kotonoha's obento, to see if it was edible or not. For the few days that they had been dating, Kotonoha's culinary skills had improved progressively – for once, Makoto didn't try to hide the fact that the food he was chewing was either too spicy, or too bland by swallowing it all in one gulp. And the smile he saw on her face once he was finished, was well-deserved. But, Makoto wanted to progress a little further into their relationship, and Kotonoha, being shy and reserved, as well as self-conscious about her body image, did not take Makoto's advances lightly. She was shocked, and overall stunned, when he made a move on her at the theatre on their date, and on the rooftop, and felt extremely awkward. She did not like guys who took advantage over her.

One day, while Sekai, Kotonoha and Makoto were on the rooftop, eating lunch together, Kotonoha glanced at Sekai and Makoto, who were arguing together, just as best friends did. They seemed happy; Sekai laughing and Makoto looking offended, swatting at her shoulder after she made some joke. The sun seemed to shine on them, and Kotonoha smiled. Saionji-san is nice, she thought, eating her lunch, fidgeting a little with her skirt. They're best friends...will Makoto ever be like that towards me? She looked down at her lap and let out a small sigh. I guess not...after all, I'm...not Saionji-san... I reject him all the time when he tries to touch me...if I didn't...would it change anything...?Maybe I should...try... Looking up into the sun, she blinked slowly.

"Kotonoha? Are you okay?" Sekai was calling out to her, and it was a while before Kotonoha was snapped back to reality, and she widened her eyes and shook her head, waving her hands in front of her face dismissively.

"O-oh, yes! I was just...thinking, that's all..." she trailed off, looking a little uncertain.

"Ah, okay. Oh! How are you and Makoto progressing? Bet you're getting along well, huh?" Sekai gave the couple a wink, pointing her index finger at her cheek as Kotonoha blushed bright red, and Makoto too, grew red as he looked at her, surprised.

"S-Sekai! Don't say such things! Geez!"

She laughed, smiling brightly, as she leaned forwards on her seat. "Oh, I'm only joking, Makoto! Can't you take a joke?" Sekai stuck her tongue out at her best friend, as he pouted and huffed, folding his arms across his chest.

"Yeah, yeah, sure you are..." he mumbled, with a roll of his eyes. "And I can, you know!"

Their banter continued for some time, before Kotonoha stood up and bowed politely, as the two looked at her. "I-I'm sorry, but I need to leave...Makoto-kun...d-do you want to walk home today?" the shy girl asked her boyfriend, as he nodded, smiling.

"Of course! I'll meet you at the lockers after school. See you, Kotonoha."

So Kotonoha left the rooftop, before pausing at the doorway, looking behind her. Makoto and Sekai were still talking animatedly to each other, sitting close together. Kotonoha ducked her head and went down the stairs. Sekai-san is pretty...but Makoto is my boyfriend...and I want it to stay that way...f-forever... Makoto-kun... She smiled as she crossed the last flight of stairs and turned the corner, unbeknownst as to the conversation that Sekai and Makoto were having without her.

"...So, Sekai...I, uh...I need help with something..."

"What is it, Makoto? Spit it out! You're acting funny. This isn't like the Makoto I know." Makoto's shoulders sagged.

The Makoto you know? Oh, great. Thanks, Sekai... But I've got to tell her...it's been bugging me for ages now... Hopefully she doesn't take it the wrong way... He cleared his throat, rubbing his arm with a hand, smiling sheepishly. "Well...Kotonoha and I have been going out for a while...and that's all and good, but...uh...I want to...go further in our relationship..."

Sekai giggled and winked at him. "Oh ho! I know what you mean! Want to spice it up a bit?"

"S-Sekai!" Makoto whispered harshly, putting a finger on his lips. "Don't you breathe a word to this, to anyone!"

"I won't, I won't, okay? Stop fretting! Now...what is it?" Her eyes sparkled with enthusiasm, and if anything, Makoto just felt even more nervous. "Have you been showing Kotonoha that you want to progress...?"

"Yeah...I've...tried touching her, but she slapped me the other time..." he let out a nervous laugh and rubbed the back of his neck. "It doesn't seem like it's working...I mean, I've done what the book said, and everything..."

Sekai looked at him incredulously, her eyebrows raised. "A book? Are you kidding me, Makoto? You followed a book's advice?"

"Well...yeah..."

"That's not right, Makoto! If anything, you need to get advice from a real person! And it just so happens to be that I can help!"

Makoto looked at her blankly for a moment. "You...?"

Sekai deadpanned and sighed. "Man, you really are thick sometimes... Yes, me. In fact, I could give you a little training towards being more...intimate, with Kotonoha." She blushed heavily and looked away. "You know...like...touching, and...stuff like that. B-but don't assume that I'll actually let you touch me, or something like t-that! This is practice, if we do this! You hear me, Makoto?"

"Yeah, yeah, I hear you... So...you'll...teach me, Sekai?"

Her cheeks darkened and she pouted, looking away. "Y-Yes, I'll teach you. That way, you can find out from a girl, as to what she likes! But if you touch me, Makoto...I swear..." He widened his eyes and backed away.

"Okay, okay, I got it! But...wait, what about Kotonoha?"

"Just don't tell her anything." She looked at him firmly. "This is between me and you. Strictly "practice." Got it?"

He nodded.

Little did he know, that a chain of unexpected events was about to unfold in his place.