Apologies that this isn't that good. I have a few things I want to write about, however they require information that I had to add, and I figured this was the best way to do so... until I actually tried to write it. That said, any advice/ideas you guys have, ill be happy to listen to.

Also, in case it wasn't obvious... I do not own anything to do with Danganronpa

What was the state of the world? How will people react to seeing them? How will they live from now on? These three questions plagued the survivors of the most recent killing game from the moment Keebo created a hole for them to escape from. Maki Harukawa, an assassin who had grown up in an orphanage, forced to kill so the other kids had a place to live. Himiko Yumeno, a magician who's one important person hasn't been seen in years. Shuichi Saihara, a detective whose uncle provided him the skills to save some of those close to him. These three are all that were left from the last killing game.

The first day was the hardest for them all, a life of uncertainty was all that waited for them once they stepped out from the facility, a city in the distance the only sight on the horizon, and for the time being, the only thing they could look towards. Upon arriving in the city, sorting out food and temporary lodging in the form of vacated house, the first steps towards regaining some semblance of normality were taken. The second day was when their situation dawned on them, money, a more permanent place to stay and information the necessary things for survival, which the magician, the assassin and the detective attempted to obtain during the following days.

A couple of days had passed, with Himiko performing street magic to earn just enough for the three of them to eat, Maki discovering a place for them to live with cheap rent and conditions to match and Shuichi discovering that no one knew what the facility outside the city was for, or who he was. With their initial goals met, the assassin and detective focused their efforts on finding jobs to pay for their soon to be place. Maki decided to use the skills she had with a knife to find a job as a butcher, while Shuichi was torn between using his skills and training to be a detective or work a simple job to help pay for what was needed, the other survivors deciding for him stating that it was the detective work that allowed them to escape.


*A month since the killing game*

A new place, a place they can call their own. It wasn't much, but it was theirs, at least for now. With only one person working a proper job, and another whose income depended solely on the generosity of those who witnessed a show, options were limited, but compared to sleeping in a place where the threat of death was always present, it was more than enough.

'At least this place is ours, right?' Shuichi joked after surveying the house, a small place with a single bedroom with a large bed, a bathroom with hot water issues, a small kitchen and a living space with a foldout couch and a small TV.

'well with what money we have, this seems rather luxurious' the assassin stated logically as usual.
'nyeh… at least there's a big enough bed for us' a suddenly sleepy Himiko exclaimed as Shuichi felt his cheeks redden

'I um… I think the couch looks comfortable enough for me to sleep on, plus, I'm sure Maki would rather not have me in the same room, let alone the same bed as you two' an embarrassed Shuichi explained, the redness becoming more prevalent on his face
'I honestly wouldn't care, its not like you're the type of person who would do something anyway, I'm sure Himiko agrees, isn't that right? Himiko?' The magician, who only a short time ago was involved the conversation, was now fast asleep on the bed spread out taking up almost half of it.

'Looks like I wouldn't have enough space anyway'
'It seems not.'

Small smiles traced their faces as they observed the magician sleeping peacefully.

The next morning

The Magician and Assassin awoke to a pleasant smell emanating from the kitchen, obviously resulting from the actions of the one who didn't spend the night in the same room. The smell resembled eggs, and the noise of something frying reminded the two of them how long its been since they ate a proper meal due to the lack of utilities at their previous location. After emerging from the bedroom, with their noses guiding them better than their sleep filled eyes could, the two were greeted by a breakfast, that while cooked properly, lacked any visual appeal, but beat the noodles the trio had been forced to live off.

'Good morning you two, hopefully this is enough, we don't have that much to spare, but I figured you two need something before work.' Despite the cheerful exterior that Shuichi put on, to the trained eye of Maki Harukawa, it was easy to tell that something was amiss. Upon closer inspection, the detective had dark rings under his eyes, and a couple of burn marks on his hands, likely due to mishaps in the kitchen.

'Aren't you planning to eat as well?'
'I made one for myself first, which these two thankfully turned out a lot better than.' A nervous laugh escaped his mouth, as the detective eyed the two who were still yet to take a bite.
'Hey Shuichi… why get up early to cook for us?' It was the magician who asked the question, even though considering who the person responsible was, the answer was obvious.'
'Before you answer, let me guess, we work, so you take care of the house.' The assassin's response wasn't so much a guess as it was a statement, the look on the detective's face evidence that she was correct.
'You guys are letting me focus on becoming a detective while you work, it's the least I can do.'

A scenario that had played out numerous times during the killing game, Shuichi, feeling that he isn't contributing enough, or hasn't done something he should have, takes on extra to make up for something that doesn't exist. A familiar scene, which can often lead to someone attempting to snap him out of it, often in a violent manner.

'Nyeh… Tojo's was better… but its good.'

It was the magician who broke the tension as it was forming, also suspecting how this scene would have played out if nothing was done. A smirk reinforcing that her last comment was more to tease the detective that criticize his cooking skills, after all, the ultimate maid Kirumi Tojo would put most professional chefs to shame with one hand behind her back.

'I guess I'll take it that it was a success… that's a relief.'

'eh, success is a stretch, but it beats noodles again' Maki added not willing to miss a chance to tease Shuichi.

'Hey come on its not THAT bad!' The detective defended himself, while feigning hurt at the comments as the others laughed. Shuichi found himself laughing shortly after, something he hadn't done in a while.

The laughter in the small place they called home, the first of hopefully many signs that they may just be able to get back to living a normal life after all.