Disclaimer: I do not own Danganronpa.

A/N: Hey everyone. Hope you enjoy this story I thought of right after finishing the first game. It may seem like an unusual pair, but I really like it. I always try to make my stories as canon as possible, and in this case, it follows the main story until the death of Celes. For those who haven't played the game or haven't finished, go do so before reading it, since you can probably end up getting spoilers. I'm basically altering the main route slightly, but I'm still following it's general idea. You have been warned.

I'd like to make it clear that English is not my main language, so a few grammar mistakes are to be expected.

Also, maybe it's relevant to mention that as I write this fanfic I'm replaying this specific part of the game, so as to make it as much accurate to canon as possible. That includes the time which things happen, the dialogues between the characters, and even the layout of the floors. To that end, I even have the map of the academy open as I describe the places.

Let me remind you that this is rated M for future heavy material, so if you're a kid... I know you probably won't give a damn and read it anyway. So fuck you, you little cunt.

Please don't forget to review and let me know what you think.

Update 12/10/2017 (non-retard units): Altered some facts to match them with the original story and fixed a few grammar mistakes. Also edited the author notes to include some relevant information about this story.

Prologue

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Quiet footsteps echoed through the empty halls of Kibougamine Academy's Second floor. Other than that, the only sounds that could be heard were from the security cameras, moving slightly every now and then to follow whoever came into their field of view, and the young man was no exception. At that point, he couldn't care less about the cameras, although at first they deeply annoyed him. Not that they ceased to be a hindrance, but he figured it was pointless to waste time and energy thinking about it. That's why he maintained his fast pace, not spending his precious time to grace them with his attention.

Despite the silence and the emptiness of the corridors, the man was on high alert, not allowing himself to drop his guard even for a second for as long as he remained in the cursed facility. After all, his life was at stake, and at any time his self-proclaimed "friends" could have a change of heart and decide to end his life to preserve theirs.

And that was something he wouldn't allow.

Having no ways to track the passage of time, the man couldn't say precisely for how long he had been trapped in the school. There were clocks all over the place, but no calendars or anything of the sort. If he had to estimate though, he had been there for no more than two weeks, with, unfortunately, no end in sight. Unless, of course, he played by the game's rules and murdered someone.

But he wasn't ready, at least not yet. Don't misunderstand: his problem didn't lie with the act of taking someone's life. He couldn't care less about any of the people around him, and several times contemplated which of them to kill and how to execute the feat. the problem was getting away with it. After several class trials, it had become exceedingly clear to him that while a few were as boring as stale white bread, he was dealing with capable, intelligent people, who could really pose a threat to him. Of course, they were nowhere as intelligent as him, but they weren't any less dangerous. As the game progressed, and the chaff was separated from the wheat, he could no longer ignore the fact that the very handful of people who could truly get in his way were the opponents he'd have to face soon.

"Natural selection at it's finest." He thought, smirking to himself as he pictured the remaining fools who were likely to be the next victims. Maintaining his pace, he eventually reached a new set of stairs and made his way up, still deep in thought.

"Still, I can't let my guard down. Kirigiri, for instance, seems to have a natural talent in solving mysteries, and the way she never seems to falter at the sight of a corpse... It's not something I can ignore. There's something behind it, and it's definitely not good."

He eventually reached the higher floor and walked in a slightly slower pace.

"To think she'd dare lecture me... So what if I don't take human emotions in consideration? Why should I concern myself with the feelings of someone I don't care about? Someone who could at any moment try to kill me? Pathetic. I'd better stop thinking about something so absurd. After all... emotions are nothing but a setback."

Focusing all his attention on his surroundings, he didn't resume his regular pace until he was certain that there was no danger. As he moved through the corridors, he tried to stay exactly in the middle of the path. That way, should a door suddenly open, he'd have enough time to react. He was also careful enough to carefully analyze all said doors before approaching them. Sometimes he questioned himself if perhaps he was being too paranoid, but he dismissed the thought. His life was at stake, and he had no intention of losing it.

Recently, a certain stinky bookworm, who also turned out to be a dangerous serial killer, started to follow him around, calling him her 'white knight' or some other nonsense. Her regular personality, despite reaching whole new levels of obnoxious and creepy, thanks to the constant stalking and random sexual interpretations to nearly everything he said, wasn't really a threat to him. After all, he was fully aware she was infatuated with him, and he used, and planned to keep using that to his convenience. Every now and then, he'd ask for a favor and she'd immediately comply, which was how he managed to drive her away from him not too long ago, giving him the peace and quiet he needed to walk around.

He frowned. "She, on the other hand..."

While Fukawa herself wasn't a threat, there was still her second personality, whose hobby was none other than slaughtering people for nothing but fun and a twisted sexual desire. Known as Genocider Shou, this psychopath was unpredictable, and that frustrated him to no end, as he had no idea what to expect from her. While she seemed to share her infatuation for him, just like her other anti-social personality, he couldn't ignore the fact that her Modus Operandi was to target males she considered attractive and slash them with scissors. That, along with the fact he fitted that profile, made him self conscious about having her around.

Also, not too long ago, Monokuma announced that he had a mole, giving him information about the participants in secret. It turns out that it was Sakura Oogami, the Super Duper High School Fighter. Naturally, not trusting her to begin with, it didn't trouble him in the slightest to keep his distance from her. She had the nerve to send him a letter, claiming that she just wanted to talk, but he wouldn't endanger himself to see if it was true. He knew she wasn't the smartest, but he couldn't fool himself by even THINKING that he had any chance against her in a physical confrontation. That made her yet another danger to him.

"That giant mass of muscles can't even hope to outsmart me, but the moment she gets within an arm reach from me, I'm dead. And someone like her... They wouldn't even be able to properly think of a way to make her murder impossible to solve. Same goes for Asahina and Hagakure... Although in their cases they present no threat at all. But that doesn't mean I'll get careless and give them the opportunity to do so." He set his gaze on the next set of stairs, which was recently unlocked with the execution of Celes, and made his way to it.

In a way, he was glad the gambler had died, as she proved without batting an eye that she was extremely cunning and intelligent. She lied and manipulated each and every single one of them - he included - several times, to the point that no one would even suspect that, had she not confessed moments prior to her death. But the more he thought about it, the more he realized he had to accept that danger was all around him, in many forms. That's why he needed to leave that place SOON.

But, despite all that, the one he considered his greatest threat was the one he initially thought to be the most worthless piece of trash of them all.

"Naegi..." He thought as he went up the stairs to his destination: the fourth floor. "To think someone who seemingly had no talent, no intellect, no skills even worth mentioning could surpass all my expectations. He proved, more than once, that he somehow has a lot of potential, despite being nothing but lowly scum. As much as it pains me to admit this, I need to look out for him." He took a deep breath before sealing the thoughts with one phrase:

"No matter who I face, I will emerge victorious from this. Or my name isn't Byakuya Togami."

Finally, he reached the higher floor and tried not to think on any of the mutts. Right now, he had a reason to be all the way up there, and that included getting the hell out of there. He needed to investigate more, find his way out without having to kill. There had to be a way, and since he had nothing better to do at the moment, he decided to invest his time on it. The more he knew, the better.

Glancing at one of the clocks, he realized it was already past noon. Time was passing by quickly. He steadied his pace as he once again ventured through the area. He wasn't sure what to look for, but he had a feeling he'd find something useful today. A few days ago, with Celes's death and Monokuma's announcement that Sakura was it's mole, he spent the last day looking around the new floor, trying to stay away from everyone as most as possible.

Taking a moment to check the map on his ElectroID, he remembered that a few rooms were locked the day before. Perhaps he should give them a look, analyze their locks and search for a key somewhere. Looking around was definitely better than sitting in his room doing nothing. He felt no need to look into the bathrooms so he passed through them.

Now he had two options: Turn left and head for the music room or head right for the data processing room, which was previously locked. He decided to try the latter, not really expectant that it would work. There wasn't much to the music room anyway, as far as he could remember. It was basically a gigantic theatre with several seats, and a pretty expensive piano in the middle of the stage. He remembered his frustration when he first investigated the floor, since the room pretty much had nothing at all that interested him, or presented any usefulness in their escape. The last thing they'd do would be forming a band, so he decided not to waste his time on that room. The other ones had better chances of having something useful.

He approached the data processing room and tried to open the door.

"Locked."

Sighing, he walked past the data processing room. He walked through the corridors, noticing and admitting the school was pretty well-built and decorated. They were also pretty well illuminated, as it had multiple lamps everywhere. After some time, Classrooms 4-A and 4-B were right next to him. Those were rooms he didn't really take his time to look closely, as they were pretty much like the other classrooms: Dull, boring, and with some pathetic, nonsensical drawings and random words written on the board. But it was worth a shot.

He entered classroom 4-A and it was exactly as he expected it to be. Literally nothing out of the ordinary, other than a drawing of Monokuma and some kid. The classroom was organized yet dusty, indicating it hadn't been used in a while. The windows had iron plates like every other room in the building, preventing even light from leaving or entering. Next to the blackboard was something like a noticeboard, but everything in there was irrelevant.

As he expected, a waste of time.

He stood in front of classroom 4-B and wondered if he should even bother. He then reminded himself that the whole point of being there so early was to investigate, so he fought the annoyance and entered it. Nothing much was different than the previous rooms other than the different colored tiles and the stupid message in the blackboard, which, unsurprisingly, accompanied yet another drawing of Monokuma. He wondered who'd waste their lifes drawing something like that, but decided not to waste the energy of his braincells in something so futile.

Leaving the classroom, which proved to be yet another annoyance, he kept going forward, eventually reaching the chemistry lab. He'd enter it but decided not to. He was absolutely certain there was nothing there, as he made sure to investigate it throughly. Upon hearing the room had all sorts of poison, he felt compelled to find out what he had on his disposal. No one could know when the need to use one of those would emerge.

Turning back from the chem lab, he turned left and then stood in front of the staff room. After a moment, he entered, once again being greeted by countless vases with bright orange flowers on top of each desk, each of them sending a pleasant aroma. He wondered who took care of them and how were these flowers maintained so well. He also wondered why, since the flowers apparently had no usefulness. They had no poisonous particles that could be used in a murder, nor were edible, nor were going to be used on a sophisticated tea, medicine or perfume. Other than these questions, Togami didn't really have any interest in the flowers or in anything else in the room. Sighing at how he'd just wasted his time, he stomped out of the room, ready to head back the dorms and have something to eat.

But he stopped on his tracks as soon as he glanced right. There, at the end of the corridor, was the Headmaster's office.

That was another room that was locked yesterday, but something seemed off about it. Something was compelling him to go there. So he did. Slowly, he approached the door, staring intently at it, and the closer he got to it, the further he realized he was right: Something was wrong. Monokuma had been very clear with the last rule, but there was no way to deny that the lock was broken. Since it was unlikely Monokuma would break it himself... "Someone broke the rules... Interesting."

He stood by the broken door, wondering if it was a good idea to enter it. After the death of Enoshima Junko, Togami forced himself to play by the rules, as humilliating and frustrating that was. So, if he were to suddenly be blamed by the destruction of that lock, something bad could end up happening to him, and he sure didn't want to die a pitiful death. But then again... as soon as Monokuma noticed the broken door, he'd have it fixed. It was a one-time opportunity. Taking a deep breath, Togami entered the room quickly, suddenly feeling the urge to leave it as fast as possible.

"Hah... I'm feeling pressured? Ridiculous."

Disappointed with himself, he quickly analyzed the room, in search of whatever he was looking for. Something, anything at all that would grab his attention, but there was nothing. It seemed like a plain room for a headmaster. The table, bookshelfs, and the numerous files on top of the table were full of dust, a hint that it hadn't been used in a while. But then again, if there wasn't anything important there, it wouldn't have been locked in the first place. It didn't seem like whoever broke the door actually entered it at all. Togami was confused but wouldn't complain.

Time was passing and he was just standing by the door, looking around like an idiot. He had to do something, and fast. He couldn't afford to be caught by Monokuma. He glanced at the security camera slightly above him. Suddenly acting without thinking twice, he ripped a small flag with the symbol of Japan, which was being used as decoration, and placed it on top of the camera, blocking it's view. It wasn't wise, and definitely wasn't something he would do, but the sudden rush of adrenaline, the prospect of his life being over in seconds just for BEING in that room somehow... it gave him...

A taste of despair.

He had to get out soon, but he didn't want to leave with empty hands. He was already risking his safety looking for nothing in particular, so he wanted to at least find something useful from that. He quickly moved and started opening the drawers, frantically looking for anything that stuck him as odd or important. He wanted to look into the files in front of him, but had no time for that. And there was no way Monokuma wouldn't notice him walking around carrying such bulky files. He closed the drawers, not finding anything worth of his time.

"Damn it!" He slammed his hand into the table, inadvertedly causing an unstable pile of documents to crumble and collapse. "...You've got to be kidding me."

He crouched and started sorting up the documents. He had to leave. RIGHT NOW. Monokuma probably couldn't see him from the camera, but there was no way they weren't equipped with some kind of microphone, as in numerous occasions Monokuma showed up in the middle of their conversations. The loud noise was likely to bring it's attention.

As he picked a blue file case from the ground, something fell from it directly on his lap.

"...A key?" It had a peculiar design, being particularly long and with a weird format. It didn't seem like it could open any door, but it was rather stange the way it was hidden. It also had a Monokuma design on it, which made it even more suspicious. It definitely had something to it. Not sure if he should be satisfied with what he found, he reorganized the documents and left the room in a hurry, leaving no trace behind that it was him in there. Letting out a breath he didn't know he was holding, he slowly made his way back to the stairs.

"Finally... a lead. I have the feeling this will be useful soon." Togami thought as he decided to head to his room and rest. He had been walking aimlessly for quite some time now.

On his way back, he came across the data processing room again and slowly reduced his pace until he eventually stopped next to it, deep in thought. His hand, still inside his pocket, gently touched the key inside, reminding him that now he had something that could possibly be useful on his hands. He stared at the door, most specifically at it's lock, all the while studying the key's format with his hand. "If I'm not mistaken... This key..."

His intuition was yelling at him. It was the only locked room in the floor, now that the headmaster's office was 'open'. It had to be it...

Cautiously, he removed the key from his pocket and brought it exactly into the keyhole. It fit. Now, as for unlocking the door... To his surprise and amazement, it did. He knew the key would be useful at some point, but didn't expect it to happen so soon. Taking a deep breath, he rested his back on the wall and carefully opened the door, looking inside as much as his vision allowed him to. When he heard no reaction from inside, he slowly moved to get a better vision... then rushed inside quietly, not making a sound. The sight before him took him by surprise.

Closing the door, he watched the several screens in front of him. Each of them showed a different place, places he was rather used to seeing by now. He recognized one as the cafeteria, another as the library, and so on. He then realized that he was in the control room. It was from that room that the puppetmaster was monitoring all of their movements.

"But... Where is he?" He thought out loud, still looking at the screens. Every single camera in the facility had their images displayed there, including the rooms he just were. He noticed one of the screens displayed nothing but plain white. That must be the one covered. There were no rules to covering them, but maybe he shoudl've removed it. Well, too late now. His eyes stopped scanning the screens once he spotted Naegi in one of them, leaving what seemed to be his room. Kirigiri was standing by his door, and they exchanged some words. Something seemed to have caught their attention. Togami couldn't really make what they were saying, and didn't really care. They were probably heading for the cafeteria, as they usually did.

As he was growing tired of looking at screens, one caught his attention in particular, as it wasn't part of the control panel and was noticiably bigger. It was an actual TV. Not like the ones where Monokuma delivered his messages. It was a plain, regular TV.

"I wonder if it works? It probably does... What use would the puppetmaster have for it if it didn't? He's probably using it to monitor what's happening in the outside world. Most likely our disappearence has been displayed in numerous sources of media, and the authorities were involved. Maybe I should see for myself."

Before he could turn the TV on, a sudden noise caught his attention and made him turn around quickly.

A door which Togami initially thought to be just a regular giant picture of Monokuma, like the several ones that were around the academy, suddenly opened. Surprised, the young man reacted immediately, preparing himself to use all his knowledge in martial arts to deliver a single, precise blow directly into a pressure point of whoever left through it, knocking the person out without unnecessary struggle. In silence, he waited for whoever was inside to come out, fist clenched save for the fingers he'd use to execute the blow.

But never in his wildest dream he would've expected what came out from that door.

It was a woman. she had a tall, hourglass figure. Light blue eyes, and long, thick, strawberry blonde hair tied in two pigtails. She wore a pair of hairclips seemingly patterned after Monokuma in each pigtail. The right clip was completely white with dot eyes and a neutral expression, while the left was black with a white muzzle, jagged red eyes, and a wicked smile. Her outfit included a black cardigan over a white dress shirt, with both left open to the third button, exposing the top of her black-and-red bra. A long tie loosely dangled around her neck, which was white with a pattern of stylized black bear heads. Finally, she was wearing a red miniskirt and mid-sized black boots with platform heels and red laces.

She stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Togami, who was frozen in place, trying to process what he was seeing. And she did the same, as the sudden sight of the man apparently made her brain reboot. They stood there, maintaining eye contact for what seemed like an eternity, both not even attempting to hide how surprised they were.

Togami was speechless. He could've expected a clone of himself to show up wearing speedos and he wouldn't be as surprised as he was. There was no doubt he had seen that person before, and the mere sight of her standing right before him brought him so many questions he couldn't even bring himself to think about answers. For the first time in years, Byakuya Togami was at a loss of words, and the result was none other than the loss of his ever-so present composure. Anyone who knew him would be in shock, and the woman was no exception.

"Y-...!"

He tried, but his brain couldn't process his question. That was enough, however, for the woman to snap out of her trance. Her expression suddenly morphed into a frown and, in a swift movement, turned around and hurried back into the room. Now it was Togami's turn to break out of the spell, immediately responding to her movement by rushing after her. But it was too late.

By the time he reached the door, it had been closed, and given the rush and strenght the woman put into doing so, attempting to hold the door or anything of the sort could've ended up wounding him. Before he could even touch the doorknob, he heard the undistinguished noise of a lock being activated. Not willing to accept his loss, he tried to open the door either way, but to no avail. His brain fully processing what had just taken place, he furiously knocked the door.

"Hey! Get out of there, now!" He said, knocking the door with considerable force, while his other hand still twisted the doorknob madly. A sudden noise behind him made him turn around, fully alert. It turned out to be none other than Monokuma.

The robotic stuffed bear seemed furious. "Ahem! What's the meaning of this, Togami-kun?! You bad boy! Bad bad bad baaaaaad!" It ranted, further annoying the already stressed man. Clenching his fists, he approached the bear. He needed answers.

"I'm the one who should be asking that. Who was that?!"

The bear was suddenly acting all carefree "Upupupu... where are you manners, Togami-kun? You barge in my room uninvited, acting all angry... It makes me so sad..." Now it seemed hearthbroken. Togami could feel his face getting red with anger. He closed his eyes and breathed.

"Pull yourself together. This is exacly what it wants, for me to lose control. Stay calm and focus." He told himself, finally facing the bear again. This time, he seemed much calmer and composed, with a serious expression in his face.

"You mind explaining to me what I just saw?" He said, his calm attitude taking the bear by surprise. "I'm sure there must be a good explanation as to why a certain someone is here... when she shouldn't be."

The bear's red eye glowed, in what appeared to be anger. "Now now now! You took the words right out of my mouth!" It puffed in anger, while the man remained calm. The tables were turned. "I'm pretty sure a certain someone shouldn't have access to this room! Nonetheless trying to bring down my door... You're mean, Togami-kun."

"Cut the crap." He said, his voice fierce and strong. The change in the bear's posture hinted that he'd start acting seriously. "Had you been looking carefully at those screens, you'd see that I broke no rules to get here. While it's truth I had no access here until recently, the fact is: I'm here because you were careless." He stated proudly. The bear remained in silence, in what the man considered to be him accepting the truth. Motivated, and getting the feeling he was getting somewhere, he pressed forward.

"Because of that, I ended up learning something interesting... Something you clearly had no intention of letting us know."

"..."

"I know your identity. I know who's the mastermind behind all this." He pointed a finger at the bear. "Now tell me, how can you be alive... Enoshima Junko?"

"...upu..."

"Hm?"

"...upupupu..."

The bear covered it's face with it's little paws, and apparently started shaking. Togami said nothing as he watched, waiting for what was about to come...

"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

It's laughter made Togami frown, his anger slowly making it's way out again, but he was determined to repress it. He couldn't help but be struck with mixed feelings at the sickening sound. What was it supposed to mean? Was he wrong somehow? Making a fool of himself? Did he fail to see things from another view? Despite his unshakable confidence, deep inside he was slowly allowing doubt to manifest.

"You're so naive, Togami-kun!" The bear laughed happily. "Naive naive naaaive! You have to be naivest of all the naive people from naive planet!" It then faced the young man with a neutral expression. "You think you solved all the mysteries, but there is soooooo much you don't know!"

Togami remained silent, but he was definitely starting to lose his calm.

"Are you 100% sure about what you're saying? Hmmm? Are you 10000% sure? Are you?" The bear chuckled. "You're not!"

The bear shook it's head. "It's written all over your face. You're confused, conflicted, and maybe even..." The red eye glowed again. "Feeling... despair."

Togami smirked. "He's bluffing. He knows nothing about me. He can't read me, and the very reason he's insinuating he can is so that he can get a reaction out of me."

"Sorry to disappoint you, but whatever questions I have are far from drowning me in your so loved 'despair'." He glared at the bear. "In fact, the very fact that I have new questions who need to be answered is irrefutable proof that I'm getting closer to the truth... To solving the mysteries from this place."

"Upupupu... once again, you speak without being 10000000% sure. Or even 1% sure." The bear pointed at him. "It's true you might've learned something ahead of time... but if you want a hint: you're still far from the whole truth. Farther than you can imagine!"

Togami's eyes widened slightly "...He's bluffing... He has to be..."

Suddenly, the bear seemed overly serious. "I've said enough. There are things that need to be done, so I'll have to deal with you later." He turned his back on Togami "You know the exit."

"Later?" He inquired, feeling insulted. "Preposterous. You think I'll allow you to delay this any further? Answer my questions already."

"As I said." The bear's tone seemed slightly more menacing. "Later. Unless you want to be punished for accessing an off-limits area?" The bear asked, it's voice still hinting towards danger. It was then that Togami noticed the cameras slowly moving toward him. Were they equipped with some king of weapon?! He glared at Monokuma, gritting his teeth.

"Upupupu... now, if you'd be so kind to leave." The usual tone returned to the bear's voice. Togami realized it would be pointless to insist, and even reckless. So without a word, he turned towards the door, approachin it with a rather fast pace, emanating the anger the had been repressing.

"By the way, Togami-kun." The bear's voice made him stop on his tracks and gaze at it with the corner of his eye. "Given that you could spoil our fun to the other students, I came up with another rule."

"Another rule...?!" Togami glared, already imagining what it could be about.

Monokuma playfully placed it's little paws in it's mouth as it giggled. "Upupupupu... You'll find out soon enough." And with that, it disappeared as it always did, leaving Togami alone in the room. The only sounds that could be heard came from the cameras still pointed right at him He decided to leave already. There were far too many things to think about - all of them clearly important - for him to risk his life staying there any further. In silence, he gritted his teeth and left the room.

Outside, he found out that the key was still there, which most likely meant that Monukuma wasn't aware it was in his possession. Carefully, and fast enough to be unnoticed by the cameras, he used one hand to close he door while the other moved for the key. In one swift movement using his middle and index fingers, he managed to slip the key inside his sleeve, and the movement was so natural that he doubted anyone would notice, even looking through a camera. Once the door was closed, Togami heard an indistinguishable noise. The door had been locked in seconds, most likely an automatic process.

He placed both hands inside his pockets, allowing the key to slip through his sleeve and fall right into it. He then casually walked towards the stairs, feeling satisfied with the results of his little adventure. He learned something important, something useful, and most of all... interesting. The situation was sure to become even more amusing to him. He'd enjoy figuring out all of the academy's secrets by himself, and he'd do it as nothing but a way to pass his time. Confident, and looking forward to the entertainment ahead of him, he made his way to his dorm.

Until...

Ding dong, ding dong!

"A body has been discovered!"

Togami's eyes widened as he stopped on his tracks, facing one of the Tvs scattered through the hallways.

"After a certain amount of time, which you may use however you like, the class trial will begin!"

And with that, the halls were once again enveloped in a deafening silence. Togami stood by the stairs, accepting the reality presented to him.

"I see... Someone is dead..." He sighed. "Seems like today will be a long day..."

He said as he went down the stairs, looking for the others.

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To be continued...

Chapter 2 will be released soon. Please, spare a moment to review and let me know what you think of it, so that I don't waste my time on a story no one might read. Thank you and have a nice day.

Update 17/10/2017 (non-retard units): Altered the story so that the key Byakuya finds isn't the small, blue one that Makoto finds next to Mukuro's body in the last chapters, but rather the master key Kyoko would end up finding. I believe it would make things more interesting.