A/N:
well, I don't know how this popped into my head, but it did. I wondered, 'how would Ishimaru, the order-obsessed dude who overreacts to everything, react to something as common as this?' To be continued. Thanks for reading! •KD&S
As every Super-Duper High School Level something-or-other crowded around one table in the spacious cafeteria, Ishimaru stood up suddenly, his chair creating a screeching cacophony to pierce the awkward silence. The guy had taken it upon himself to lead the group, although no one had agreed to it…but, hey, why hurt his little hall monitor feelings? The others pretended to listen as he continued to restate the obvious.
"Alright! We need to find a way out of here! Any ideas?!" He shouted, loud as always.
When the cafeteria sat in a dead silence, as if someone had pressed the pause button, Ishimaru prompted his peers again. "Come on! Anyone-"
Ishimaru stopped suddenly as his shoulders lurched forward. He tried to mask it with a fake cough, but the silence paired with the-what, thirty eyes staring at him made his ruse of coolness suffer greatly.
He cleared his throat and tried again. "A-Anyone have any-HMK!" His shoulders jumped again as the others finally started to pay attention to him. Some raised an eyebrow at his awkward behavior, and others just stared, waiting for him to continue.
Without saying a word to his classmates, Ishimaru turned and walked towards the exit as fast as he could.
"Ishimaru? Where're you going?" Asahina asked, concern tinting her voice. The questioned hall monitor turned his head, still walking and cleared his throat again.
"I-I-I'll be back," he stuttered as fast as he could, flushing a deep shade of crimson.
As his rapid footsteps faded down the hall, the others just stared at each other.
"Alright, who's going after 'im?" Mondo grumbled.
"I'll do it," called a reluctant Naegi. He ran down the hall, only to be stopped a few seconds later by a unfortunately familiar bear.
"OI! Naegi! No runnin' in the halls!" Monokuma called out.
"I have to catch up with Ishimaru! Somethin's wrong with him!"
"I don't give a flyin' crap!" Monokuma yelled back. "Rules are rules, and the rule is 'no running in the halls'!"
Naegi clenched his teeth and speed walked on.
"By the way," Monokuma called, "ya might be wastin' your time! It's probably somethin' really stupid!"
As a fading laugh of "Upupu…" echoed from the hall, rage presented itself shortly. Naegi was this close to strangling the sadistic bear, but now was not the time. That's right. Ishimaru.
Naegi muttered to himself as he skimmed over the various name plates. Finally, he arrived at the door with a little Ishimaru on it. He knocked a few times, as he knew it was proper to do so, and waited.
Soon enough, a familiar voice, sounding less controlled than normal, shouted back, "I'll be out…in a se…second!", his words pierced by sudden stops.
"Ishimaru, open the door…! It's me, Naegi." He muttered as he started to turn the doorknob to the purple-haired student's room.
Well, he didn't have to ask Ishimaru to open the door for him…he must have been in such a hurry that he never stopped to lock his door. The farther he slowly turned the knob, the more frantic Ishimaru's segmented speech became.
"Wa-…Wait! Don't come i-…in!"
Ignoring his classmate's pleas, the door opened completely, and the scene unfolding before the plain student baffled him.
Ishimaru was leaning against a wall…but why was he standing on his head?! Naegi stepped back in bewilderment, stammering to find words to say.
Ishimaru flipped himself back on his feet…but not before face planting less than gracefully on the hard, unforgiving floor, and cleared his throat yet again.
"I told you not t-…!" It was then Naegi understood the situation crystal clear. Ishimaru let out a loud squeak, his whole body shaking. The rule-obsessed boy blushed further and averted his eyes from Naegi. Said Naegi snapped his fingers in understanding.
"So you just have-"
"Obviously!" Ishimaru squeaked again.
"Well, why did you go making such a big deal of it?! We thought something was wrong with you!" He scolded, swapping the roles of the two.
"As a ha-HMK! …Hall monitor, it is HIC!…my job to be c-HIC!…calm and col-HIC!-lected at all ti-HICCUP! times…!" Ishimaru tried his hardest to finish the sentence as fast as humanly possible, but he couldn't help being interrupted by the annoying noises.
Naegi stared at the miserable boy as he tried desperately to stifle his hiccuping fit. What was he supposed to do? At this point, Naegi knew that it would be a very…VERY long day, since he already had a migrane and he hadn't even had breakfast yet.
"Well, let's go back out and-" Naegi started to suggest, but was cut off by a hysteric Ishimaru.
"No! If I go-HIC! out there, I'll-HIC! make a fool of mys-HIC!-elf!" He begged.
Naegi pinched the bridge of his nose. "Why don't I just try to explain this to them before you head back out?" He sighed.
"You'd do-HIC! that for me?" Ishimaru whimpered.
"Yeah, why not? Ugh, I need an asprin…" he whimpered back.
Ishimaru patted Naegi on the back a little bit too hard. "Thank you-HICCUP!…BRO."
Naegi cringed at the awkward placement of the word 'bro'. Words like that didn't mix well with people like him.
Regardless, the two set out to the cafeteria. Ishimaru was filled with an over dramatic anxiety, whilst Naegi was more focused on curing his ailment than covering for Ishimaru's.