[A/N: Oh. So I'm doing a new story. Sorta. In short, me and a few other people in the story A Flight of Fancy Despair have agreed to take on the 30 day OTP challenge-but with characters from that story. Don't expect many actual canon Dangan Ronpa appearances.
I'm just gonna get this out of the way now: don't count on me finishing this. This was just a little side hobby for fun and frankly I'm a bit busy to write it all out.
Sister stories:
- Mile High Club (Ataru Inoue x Yukari Nishiyima), SDproductions
- AyuRin (Ayumu Umemoto x Rin Kazehaya. From Dawn Rider), Limeade Space Dorito
- Service Soldiers (Faen Skylark x Xiang Li), Penumbro
- Ayumu x Nicol (Dawn Rider), CrimsonSkyTamer
- HidekAsh (Hideki Kenta x Ashley Jung), CaptainQuackin
Matthew Tanner belongs to me and Jackie Ressa belongs to Unicorn 918. Enjoy.]
Day 1: Holding hands
"Jackie, I've literally never danced before in my life."
"Eet'z an arcade game, Matthew. Eet doesn't count."
"But I'm going to be bad at it..."
"...I shall help you, then."
The two stood out, that was for sure. In the arcade were kids and teenagers alike dressed in actual casual clothing, then these guys show up: one's in a full gothic lolita outfit and with the shirt, tie and sweater vest the other one's wearing, he looked like he was ready to go to work. Yet there they were, getting ready to play Dance Dance Revolution.
Matthew steps up onto the dance pad, helping Jackie get onto the one next to him. "So how do you plan on helping me?"
"Take my hand." she says.
Matthew blinks. "What?"
Jackie holds out her hand in Matthew's direction. "Take my hand, I said."
"Okay..."
Awkwardly, Matthew finds his hand entangled with Jackie's. It's cold... he thinks. He noticed how delicate Jackie's hands looked before, but this really proved it for him. Matthew took in how soft her skin was, how-
"Matthew. Are you okay?" Jackie asks, tilting her head with a puzzled look on her face.
"What? Yeah. I'm good." Matthew replies. Oops, I was staring at her again, wasn't I?
Jackie goes back to her screen. Seemingly knowing exactly what she was doing, she taps at a few buttons, setting up a two player game. She picks a song, too. Matthew sees it on his screen.
"Uhh. Jackie. You just put it on 'Extreme Nightmare' difficulty." Matthew points out worriedly.
"I know." Jackie grins.
"Oh, God." Matthew mutters.
In a few moments, the song begins. As expected with these kinds of games, it was a happy, upbeat song. The main melody kicked in and Matthew must've missed about a dozen steps already. His arm was shaking, however-he looks over, and Jackie is just absolutely killing it. A bunch of 'Great!'s and 'Excellent!'s flashed across her screen.
"Huh!?" Matthew exclaims. "How are you doing that!?"
"Just move with me, Matthew!" Jackie says with a laugh, "Eet'z eazy when you get the groove!"
Matthew gulped. His reflexes were far too slow to be able to hit each of these notes. But, he was a quick learner. He studied Jackie's feet for a moment. The way they flowed so freely. It was as if they had a mind of their own, instinctively hitting one arrow, then the next, then the next, the next and so on.
And so he began trying to copy the moves.
Glancing between his screen and Jackie, Matthew moved his feet. The words 'too late' with each passing note were gone, but they were replaced with 'slow', 'bad', and 'try again'. Hmph. I'll figure out this damned game!
Without realizing it, his feet started moving even faster. The pace quickened. Faster. Faster. Until finally, Matthew managed to get on pace with the song. His grip on Jackie's hand tightened, as well.
"You're getting it, Matthew!" Jackie says.
"I am!?" Matthew replies, shocked. He doesn't quite know what's going on.
Sure enough, those 'slow's and 'bad's were now becoming 'good's and 'great's. Jackie was about a million points ahead of Matthew, but no matter. He would catch up.
To their surprise, a group of people started forming behind them. Watching in interest. The buzz of whispers went on behind them, saying words like 'isn't that the hardest song in the game?' and 'wow, the nerd's doing pretty good'. Matthew was about to cry out 'I heard that!' but there were bigger problems.
Beads of sweat rolled down Jackie's forehead. He's learning faster than I thought he would, she thinks, and also crushing my hand. She looks down at their hands clasped together. Though Matthew's seemingly iron grip did bring a bit of pain, she found comfort in it. Anyhow, she realizes Matthew seems to be a natural at the game, and it's time to step things up.
Matthew could've sworn his girlfriend started moving at light speed. The word 'Perfect!' now came with each note. His jaw nearly hit the ground. "Are you serious!?" he exclaims.
"Think you can catch up, Matthew?" Jackie jokes.
"N-no, well- yes! I do!" Matthew fumes.
The crowd started cheering. For who, it was uncertain, but Matthew would put his money on it being Jackie. His score just hit 250,000, while Jackie's was around 1,500,000. At this rate, Matthew's convinced there's no winning. But he may as well try.
I'm getting tired, crap! Matthew realizes. It's this stupid asthma... aw man, if I have an asthma attack that would be so embarrassing...
And so, Matthew's streak fell. The 'good's and 'great's became 'slow's and 'bad's once again. Oh well... The song was just about over, anyway.
Matthew's final score was 278,457. Jackie's was 1,897,763.
There was whistling, screams, and shouts from the crowd. A ton of people actually showed up. As the two got off the pads, Jackie bowed with a smile, while Matthew just sort of waved awkwardly. He slowly got his breath back. Looking over, he realizes his hand is still with Jackie's.
"O-Oh! Sorry," he apologizes, letting go.
"Huh? You didn't need to do that." Jackie frowns.
"...What?" Matthew blinks.
"Eet'z okay." Jackie replies, offering her hand once again.
"Oh, wow... um, okay then!" Matthew says sheepishly. He's about to take it, when...
"Okay, hold on you damn lovebirds!" a girl of their age suddenly says, coming out from the crowd. "You! Me! 1v1, right now! Mano a mano!"
"Oh? A challenge?" Jackie grins slyly. "Why, what eez your name?"
"Yukari Nishiyima! Let's do this thing!"
Matthew watches the dance-off in horror. Are feet supposed to move like that?
[A/N: I am so sorry I will get back to Climbing to Hope ASAP.]
