Don't own. Look to the creators of School Days for ownership. I'm just writing for my own amusement.
So, what if Makoto Itou had a last second thought of reliving his life down a different path? This is intended to put that thought into action.
A Different School Day's Path
Makoto Itou woke up. First his sense of touch dictated to his brain that whatever was around him was cold. Second was his hearing, due to the rather loud grunt from nearby. Third, his eyes slowly opened, revealing a world of grey.
Not far away, a grey apparition stood, "Ah, finally," The faceless grey shape spoke. "I was wondering when you'd wake up." He came closer as Makoto slowly sat up.
"Where am I?" Makoto asked as he looked around seeing nothing but shades of grey.
The cloak gestured causing a section of grey to solidify and display color. "You are currently the spirit of Itou Makoto, being held at a choice booth because your last thought unspoken was that you wished to do things different." The cloak sat down on a grey featureless chair as Makoto turned and sat up, noticing his unique form.
"May I please have a look at what took place just after my death?" Makoto wanted to make sure what he heard was real, that and he needed a jumpstart to get his memories going. Quietly, a grey finger tapped a control and the picture came to life. Makoto Itou watched, torn between awe and horror at the brutality of Sekai as she stabbed at his former body. Her motions halting as she realized he was dead.
The silence of the room suddenly was pierced by the shrill teakettle going off. Causing Sekai to panic and leave the room, leaving Makoto's body to bleed and stain the floor. However, it wasn't that long before another familiar face gazed into the room and froze in disbelieving shock.
"...Kotonoha..." Makoto whispered softly as he watched Katsura's eyes fade to lifelessness once again. He watched as she slowly beheaded his body and felt like throwing up. His eyes widened considerably when she took his pants and undershorts off and then reflexively crossed his legs as she relieved his dead body of reproductiveness. "I hope I get a new body." He muttered, watching Kotonoha leave the apartment and the scene shift.
The grey cloak nodded in sympathy, "Yes, you will get a new body. However, I must caution you to be satisfied with looking at Katsura, for quite obvious reasons." A series of controls was activated, "Here is something I believe will interest you."
He looked at the screen, watching as Sekai attempted to barter witth Setsuna for her seat number while the screen version of himself sat in the background and stared out the window. "Y-You mean to tell me th-that Kiyoura was slated to be seated next to me?!"
"Yes, that is the case Itou-san." the voice continued as Makoto watched the scene play out. "I believe that Kiyoura resented Sekai for the way she handled herself, even if she didn't show it."
Makoto nodded slowly as he reflected upon the wrong choices he had made in life. "Sir, what happened before the showdown between Seikai and Katsura?"
"You mean before Sekai announced she was pregnant with your child?"
The semi-dead Itou twitched, another foolish mistake he'd made, but still it was Sekai's fault for being so open to him. "Yes."
The voice seemed to frown in disapproval as it answered, "Documented, you slept with Otome again, Hikari twice, and three of Otome's friends who wished to "try you out" as it were. I don't have it all on file however, but apparently, you slept with a large number of girls." The voice paused and continued in a slightly softer tone, "You know who's fault this really is right?"
"Sekai's?"
"Correct! All because she had a crush on you the size of the moon, and Setsuna's crush on you was fostered by Sekai herself. Ironic isn't it? Most of the mess would be avoided all for the want of a certain seat too. Wouldn't you say that that sort of thing is simply pathetic?"
Makoto nodded as he continued to watch, his expression growing more shocked the more he saw. "I think, that I would like, to take that second chance now."
D S D
D S D
On the other side somewhere in the grey, Sekai Saionji faced her own choice demoness.
"Hypocrite." Was the first word out of the grey form, yet after came a series of rapid fire accusations. "You said to your half sister Setsuna Kiyoura one time that in effect, you would support her romantic feelings for Itou. Then later, you barter with for the seat next to him, Lying about a crush you obviously had. You are guilty as accused. Tell me, how can someone with no actual experience teach someone? You really can't, besides, you shouldn't have done that anyway. BETRAYER!"
Sekai wilted under the verbal pounding, "B-but he said it was ok-!"
"SILENCE!" The voice came from all around her now, "You don't know that much about guys do you?" The voice now carried almost sneering tone. "He only said that because deep down, he sensed you were the fastest lay-"
"How dare you say that!" Cried Sekai, putting her hands in front of her face while crying, but as she discovered. Ghostly hands do not a partition make, she watched herself kiss Makoto at the end of the second day. Then she again watched herself drag Itou off, though it was clear now that Makoto was rather resistant. She flinched as the screen replayed the roof scene, where she allowed Itou to touch.
"There's a name for your past actions girlie, Thou are called "Easy" by the guys."
Suddenly the area darkened, and a spotlight of grey illuminated her. Faceless masked forms stood around her, each with a distinctive hairstyle in the form of one person or another that she had known.
"Guilty." They chorused, "You killed and then were killed. For lust disguised as love. For greed and jealousy. You sought after what was not yours and could not bear it when he did not want you."
They continued, "Your frequent misuse of your friendship with Setsuna, your tendency to be in the limelight and center of attention only brought you secret resentment. For example, after Itou saved Kiyoura, you encouraged her to like him more. And yet, you prevented Kiyoura from realizing her romance by bartering for her seating number. Hypocrite, we find you guilty."
"Her punishment," Intoned a Kiyoura-form, "Is to be silent on matters of her own heart. What we mean is she will be unable to act in her own romantic self interest ever again. This we deem as suitable punishment."
The grey form nodded and the area return to grey clouds. "Sekai Saionji, her fate is sealed, Fate String Rewind!"
That was the last thing Sekai knew before blackness again claimed her...
D S D
D S D
"Very well Makoto Itou, Farewell." The grey form nodded in respect then warned him. "Remember, you won't have any memories from your former life before. The only difference in this time from before will be a much stronger gut feeling. Anyway, Makoto Itou, Fate String Rewind!"
End
A/N: Sekai is included due to a fellow author's request. But she doesn't get any choice in the matter, rather, it serves as a punishment. And like Makoto, she will have no memories of her former life, just a feeling of something different. RnR!