Schizophrenia
One boring day at Scepter 4, Munakata was playing with his puzzles as usual until Suoh crashed from the window and came in.
"Holy fuck. Suoh Mikoto, what brings you he—"
"Dude, I love you."
They stared at each other.
Looking at each other's soul.
Deeply.
"Mikoto, me too. Let's fuck."
Then they made out, went to bed and the next day, Munakata got pregnant. How that shit's even possible I don't know. They gtfo Scepter 4, married each other and lived happily ever after god know's where.
Fushimi gasped from bed and grabbed his megane.
A dream.
What a random dream.
He turned sideways, breathing heavily, and saw two naked bodies beside him. It was Suoh and Munakata doing it.
"FUCK!" Fushimi screamed in horror, backing away.
"But we are, Fushimi-kun," Munakata said with his always calm, smiley demeanor. As if having sex with the Red King in Fushimi's bed while Fushimi was sleeping two centimeters next to them was the most normal thing ever.
"No, goddammit, Captain—HEY!" Fushimi broke his sentence, horrified as Munakata crawled to him all fired up, licking his fingers and being sexy which actually horrified him even more. "NO NONONONONO CAPTAIN MUNAKATA STAY BACK. STAY. BACK."
"Let's have a threesome, Fushimi-kun~"
"NO! AND GOOD LORD COVER YOUR DICK DAMMIT!" Fushimi placed his hands in front of his megane eyes.
"I don't want to hear that coming from you, Fu-shi-miiii~"
"AND I DON'T WANT TO HEAR THAT FROM YOU TOO! THAT'S HOW I CALL MISAKI DAMMIT."
While Munakata and Fushimi did their shit, Suoh fell asleep then suddenly woke up with a disturbing scream.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAARRRGGGHHHHH!"
The two stared at him.
"Sorry, I got Sleep Panic Disorder. You know…yeah."
"Okay?" Fushimi raised an eyebrow.
…Silence.
…More silence.
"FUSHIMI-KUN!" Munakata jumped at him, exposing his thing to the world.
"HOLY—"
RING. RING. RING.
Saruhiko woke up from his desk. He was in school. In middle school.
"Now what?" He facepalmed himself.
"Saru! Saru!"
That voice.
He turned to where that happy, innocent voice was. The voice which was always familiar to him. The one that he loved so bad. A young Misaki was there, smiling, looking at him.
"Misa…"
"Saru, let's go hang out at the rooftop again~"
Misaki grabbed his hand.
"Let's stay there together until lunch. We'll be alone and it'll be fun." He added.
"Right um.."
"Forever."
"You said something, Misaki?"
"Forever. And ever."
"…D:"
"FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER SARU!"
The young and innocent Misaki clenched the other boy's hand and easily carried him through it and threw him out the window, with the glass smashing and ruining his face.
"HAHAHA. HAHAHA. I LOVE YOU, SARU!"
Misaki stared at the falling Saru. The dark haired boy landed on his head and a massive amount of blood gushed from it. Fushimi died.
"You're red is the prettiest."
Anna appeared from nowhere and examined the bloody corpse. She let out her calm, snowy smile and gorged down the blood shed body delectably with her mouth.
A/N: I was bored. Sorry. I'll take it off if it isn't allowed.
Reviews are welcome.
