A/N: And here we are for chapter 2! As a warning from here on out, the chapters will vary in length, so don't expect them all to be as long as this one.

On another note I intend to update once a week on Friday.

Now on with the chapter.

Episode 2:

Yuki's phone lit up, the time in the small window showing it to be 23:40, or 11:40 p.m.

She backed away from it, "This is insane! That has to be the fortieth text I've gotten today! And I still don't remember giving him my number!"

She shivered again, the open window letting in a breeze, so she grabbed a blanket to cover herself up even though she knew it wasn't the air that caused it.

He kept asking if she was still awake, and while she normally would be, the frequent texts were keeping her up. She was tempted to just turn the damn thing off, but she didn't know how it'd affect the future diary,

Then she got another one that read,

~ Hey Sweetie :) ~

She gulped; this was getting out of hand. What does he even see in me, anyways? I'm not pretty or smart like all the girls that swarm around him every day. I'm just Yuki. Plain, boring Yuki.

The next day in class, a substitute teacher was at the front, explaining that Mr. Hiyama wasn't going to be back for the foreseeable future, and so he would be teaching until he could come back.

Meanwhile, Yuki was lost in her thoughts, worrying about what was going to happen as she still had no real idea what was going on. Sure she knew about the death game but it's not like she was itching to kill anyone!

She looked up while the substitute kept talking, her eyes focusing on Yuto who was sitting attentively at the front acting as if nothing happened.

When class ended, she walked over to his desk as he was putting his books away and asked, "Um, would it be okay if we talked? I have something I'd like to..."

Yuto shook his head, "Sorry, but I'll be late for P.E., we'll have to talk later. Think you can wait until then?"

Nodding forlornly as he grabbed his bag and walked out, she stood there wondering what she was supposed to do now.

Moments after Yuto left, a woman in a strange purple dress knocked on the door, her equally strange purple hair done up in pigtails with a frilly pink band resting between them. It stirred up a memory of one of the shadowy diary users, but she shook her head, one of them couldn't be here now, right?

"Sorry, can you maybe help me? I'm looking for the faculty lounge, any idea if I'm getting warmer? I figure somebody there should have some answers about Hiyama." Yuki blinked, someone was looking for him? "The guy's your homeroom teacher, right? Hey... did you know he was also happened to be a killer?" she said this so flippantly that it was like she was talking about the weather, and it made Yuki's blood run cold. She thought for sure she'd heard that voice before, and if the person reminded her of a diary user... Her eyes widened.

The woman walked into the room, coming closer to her as she continued speaking, "Word around here is that your grades are up, although not too dramatic. The other students also seem to feel you've been acting kinda uppity lately." Yuki cocked her head to the side. Had she been acting uppity? If anything she thought for sure she'd become more introverted.

"Don't you think Hiyama's absence is a little on the suspicious side? I mean after all," she got so close that Yuki took a step back, fear etching its way onto her face as she realized where she was going, "The killer died yesterday." She gasped, "His murder diary didn't help much at the moment of truth. He was in the process of hunting down first when he got upstaged. In case you're not following me, the guy shaping your mind was Third."

Yuki blanched as she backed into a desk, the legs screeching from sliding across the classroom floor. She brought her hands to her mouth as her thoughts on his voice from the other day rang in her head. She had killed her math teacher!

She could barely move before the purple-head was before her, grabbing the hand holding the phone and brought it up to her eyes, "Sweet phone you got there. I was dead on." Her voice took on a manic tinge as Yuki stared at the woman in terror, "You're First, aren't you? Pleased to make your acquaintance!"

But before she could do anything Yuto ran into the room in his P.E. uniform swinging a fire extinguisher, "No! Get away from her!"

At that moment Yuki's phone crackled, and as she looked at it she paled as she saw the words Dead End at the bottom of the screen.

The woman jumped back toward the window, "The name's Uryuu Minene, kidos. Otherwise known as Ninth. And if Third was the appetizer I'm the main course!" As she leapt out the window, she shouted, "Au revoir!"

Yuto cursed before grabbing Yuki and dragging her from the room, an explosion rocking the building as they ran, smoke billowing out from the room as a series of explosions occurred in nearby classrooms, killing dozens of students.

Yuto was resting against the wall with Yuki on his lap, his arms around her as she shivered in shock.

"Don't worry," he said as he stroked her hair, "We're gonna survive this. She's not gonna get you, cause I'm going to get her first."

She leaned into his embrace, trying to draw on the confidence seeping out of Yuto's words as he tightened his hold on her.

Now normally she'd be freaking out about the blase manner in which Yuto was speaking of killing another person, but right now she was a little more worried about keeping her sanity so she just let it slide.

"I've got your back, that's what I do."

"So you keep telling me." She looked away sheepishly. I need someone to. Not that anyone's cared before. "Y-Yuto, I-I need you to get me through this."

He loosened his grip held her chin, forcing her to look at him, "Hey, for you sweetheart. Anything."

Of course then he kissed her again making her brain a jumbled mess.

Outside the bomber seemed to be getting impatient as she started speaking into a microphone, probably from a storage room, "Listen up you grub-pawed snot-nosed little tadpoles. This Soviet bloc eyesore they keep you locked up in until your hormones burn out? It's been rigged. We're talking demolitions-grade explosives decked out in motion sensors. So unless you want to blow up, stay where you are."

Her voice took an even more violent tone, if that was even possible, "That's right boys and girls, the whole student body is now my hostage!" She screamed out the last words, earning screams of terror from the students that could be heard even from where Yuki and Yuto were crouching under the windows trying to get out of the building safely.

Yuki stopped briefly to check her phone, but blushed again when Yuto turned back to look at her questioningly. He smiled smugly at the reaction.

She looked away, "We better keep moving, huh?"

Yuto knelt under a nearby window, holding up a broken piece of glass to see what was going on outside. "Looks like everyone is holed up in the other building. They know she's serious."

Soon enough they were at the staircase, they stopped as she checked her phone, "Crap! The stairs are going to blow up underneath us!"

Yuto's eyes turn hard, "Then we find another route. No need to make this complicated."

As they went back down the hall, her phone crackled, she hurriedly checked it, "It changed again..."

"Well yeah, we didn't do what it said, so the future changed. This is why your diary in particular is so useful, you jot down everything. It's called the indiscriminate diary because you basically keep a record of whatever you see."

"And that means..."

"It means what we should be doing now is monitoring Ninth's activity with it."

Her phone buzzed again, Yuki looked at it fearfully, thinking of the time with Hiyama, "Not again..."

"She's making a play. Our movements are interlocked now. If her future changes so does ours."

The new future appeared on her phone, and her eyes widened as she looked up at the sign in front of the classroom, "We need to move! 2-C is gonna blow!"

Yuto realized the same thing as he dived at her, "Look out!"

The room exploded just as they got out of the way.

As smoke billowed past them, Yuto got up on her hands and said, "Quick! Read the next entry!"

"Looks like it says..." She tried to focus on the small screen, "There's another explosion down the hall."

Yuto's eyes widened slightly before getting up and bringing her up with him as they raced to the stairs, only making it a few steps up before the hallway exploded. She nearly stopped but Yuto tugged at her to keep moving.

More areas exploded as they ran down the hallway, the windows looking out upon the city instead of the school courtyard. Her mind was suitably blank as she kept running behind him, trusting him to get her to safety.

Just then the room they just passed exploded. Gasai turned to look at her, his eyes hard, "Read the next entry."

They evaded death several more times before they came to a part of the building that Uryuu had already bombed, and climbed down to the next floor, the destroyed section acting as a suitable platform to jump down on.

"What does the next entry say?"

Before she could read it the area immediately behind her erupted, sending her shooting forward onto the ground. Yuto moved at lightning speed to her side, "Oh no! Are you alright?"

"I-I think so," she said as she slowly got onto her knees.

"New tactic, if at all possible, focus on how it says you reacted to the explosions."

She shook her head, "My diary doesn't work that way."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't write about my reactions. That's the whole point. I keep a record of what's going on without including myself. I don't get involved," Yuki looked up at Yuto forlornly, "My diary doesn't have anything in it about what actually happens to me."

Just then Yuto's diary buzzed, and narrowed eyes, began pulling her from the room as more explosions rocked the building.

Once again she was lying on the ground, with Yuto covering her body from any falling debris, although this time they were in a stairwell.

"No sweat," he said as he slowly got off of her, "So your diary isn't much for pertinent details about what happens to you. You might say mine picks up the slack there. I'm good at keeping an eye on my honey bear." He held up his phone to provide example, and she nodded in agreement.

"Okay." She paused for a moment, taking it all in, before she got up off the ground and wrapped her arms around her stalwart protector, earning a blink that quickly became a smile as he wrapped his own arms around her in kind.

"I'm pathetic."

"What is it now?"

"How pathetic am I,

"Please don't leave me," she said suddenly, earning a blink out of her protector, "I-I know I seem like I like being alone, but the truth is I've always wanted friends, but nothing I do ever seems to work. I kept to a strict policy of not getting involved, but I'd do anything to not be so cordoned off. But I kept everyone at arms length because deep down I was too scared of being hurt." Yuki was sobbing at this point, burying her head in Yuto's gym shirt. "I don't want to be alone!"

Smiling, Yuto drew her closer, raising her chin as he looked her in the eye, "Don't worry, Yuki, I'll never leave you." This earned him a watery smile which turned to shock as he he leaned down and kissed her on the lips possessively, "You're mine, and I never give up what belongs to me."

He stood up, drawing her with him as he rose, "Now stop talking like your life's over, silly. You've got at least an hour and a half before your Dead End becomes a reality." He put his hands on her shoulders, looking into her eyes, "I say we ditch the mope-fest and get ourselves to the other building. I mean, think about it, they're all your friends, right? They're bound to help us."

Yukihana shook her head, looking to the side, "You might not know this, not having been in the same as me every year but..." she closed her eyes, tears flowing freely, "They've never liked me. I've always been the odd one out, and when my parents divorced it only got worse. When they look at me now, all they talk about is how much of a loser I am and that I caused my parents to split up." She sniffed, "And they're right, not only am I pathetic my dad left because of me."

Yuto shook his head, "Come on, you know that isn't true."

But Yuki smiled sadly at him, "Of course it is, he told me so himself right before he walked out the door."

Eyes narrowing, the pink-haired Diary User pulled her close to him, resting her head in the crook of his neck. She squeaked at the sudden movement, and it took all he had not to coo at her, "It'll be alright, Yuki, I promise. I can't do anything about your scumbag father (Right now, anyways, he thought to himself) but I'm sure if you really tried opening up that you'd find at least one true friend over there. So come on, trust me on this. I haven't steered you wrong yet, have I?"

She shook her head, her hair waving behind she moved. Nodding firmly, they began to make their way to where the other students are, dodging explosions as they go.

As they slowly make their way down a hallway, crouching below the windows, Yuki checked her phone,, all the while wondering if Yuto was right about her classmates. She wanted to give them the a chance, but they had hurt her so many times already that she wasn't sure if they deserved it.

Eventually the made it to the part of the school where her classmates were being held, and stopped at the corner. She peeked her head around the corner before jerking back, shaking her head quickly.

Yuto saw the action, and looked at her curiously, "What is it? What's wrong? Is it Ninth?"

Shaking, she whispered, "No, it's Kousaka, a classmate of mine."

Second cocked his head to the side, "If he's your classmate then why are you so afraid?"

"Out of all my classmates, he's always been one of my biggest tormentors. No matter what I did, it was never enough. Now, he just asks me to do things with him as a joke."

"You don't know that," Yuto tried to reason.

She shook her head, "I do. The one time I agreed to join in, he laughed and said, 'Just kidding!' I swore never to talk to him again after that."

Yuto's eyes darkened, but before he could respond their classmates were before them, smiling grimly. They didn't even have a chance to react before they grabbed Yuki. Yuto was being held back by two of Kousaka's track buddies as they dragged her screaming to the courtyard while Yuto could only look on, his eyes taking on a cold fury.

"Yuto!"

Each of her arms were held in a student's arm as they dragged her before the terrorist then they pushed her to the ground, pinning her as tears streamed down her face. Her phone was handed over to the ninth Diary User and placed on a pack of explosives.

Then Uryuu spoke into the megaphone again, "That'll do, everyone, much obliged. Motion sensors are back online by the way so get comfy."

Before anything further could happen explosions rocked the school where the rest of Yuki's classmates were stuck blew up, startling Uryuu Minene enough that she didn't blow up Yuki's phone right then.

She was cowering by a pillar in front of a door wondering when it'd all end, and, for all that she wasn't fond of them, hoping she still had some classmates left when this was over. She also hoped Yuto was alright, as when she'd last looked her classmates were holding him by the window, forcing him to watch as they dragged her outside.

But then her head shot up as she remembered the time her phone gave her for her Dead End, and quickly checked it. It read 13:54.

Uryuu spoke again, a maniacal tinge to her words, "You haven't lived until you've seen what I can do with plastique." Just then a shot rang out, zipping along the side of her face and cutting through one of her pigtails. Ninth froze as she caught sight of someone walking toward her.

"You're at an 11; I need you at a 4. Due courtesy when you're on my turf." Yuki looked up at the man next to her cautiously, his blue suit cutting an imposing image as well as the small tail at the back of his head, his rugged features only accented by the queer smile on his face. Of course, her attention soon tunneled as she zoned in on the gun in his hand.

"How's it hanging, First? The name's Kurusu." the man asked calmly.

She almost asked if they knew each other, but then she remembered she had heard his voice at the meeting with the other Diary Users.

Yukihana shook her head in lieu of speaking. He nodded understandingly.

"Stop wasting my time, Fourth," Ninth sounded almost cheerful there.

"Stop wasting mine," he shot back quickly, "We both know what you're here for."

Minene scoffed lightly.

Yuki tried to wrap her head around it, but then the man spoke again, "Don't worry about it too much, all you need to know is that she's not here for you. It's me she wants." As he was speaking he pulled out his phone, which ironically was purple. It showed several entries with each factually oriented, and all seeming to be related to Mr. Hiyama.

"Say hello to the Case Diary. It lets me know how jobs I'm on will pan out. Being a god doesn't do it for me." He said as he put away his phone, his smile becoming demented as he stared at Uryuu, "My cup of tea is bringing homicidal maniacs to justice."

"Excuse me," Minene apparently felt like she was being ignored,"Not to break up your little pow-wow over there, but I'd kinda like to start laying out a few demands." When no one spoke, she continued, "I'll just take your silence as a green light. So..." Her smile grew wider as she exposed her teeth, her eyes stretched wide as she yelled into the speaker, "Blow the little bitches brains out then do yourself! It's bad enough I have to wrangle with a whiny teenager, I'm not about to leave a sooth saying homicide cop on the loose!"

"No dice, Ninth." Fourth raised his other hand to his gun, steadying the barrel as he aimed at Uryuu.

"Fine!" She raised her hand with the detonator into the air, "Then everyone can go to hell!"

He abruptly lowered his gun and smiled at Yuki, who looked away while closing her eyes, "Just make it quick, please," she whispered. She knew who he would pick in the end.

"For what it's worth, I'm sorry it had to end like this," he grimaced as he raised the barrel to her temple.

Before he could fire though a scuffle could be heard ensuing near Minene, and they both looked over to see Yuto swinging fists and feet at her, although the terrorist was apparently quite nimble as she evaded every attack attempt, eventually dodging a lunge that sent Yuto rolling over the ground.

Kurusu brought his gun back to his side, "Don't just sit there, get your diary. If you really want your life to mean something, get get off the ground and make do something. Prove you're a force to be reckoned with. Maybe even help your little friend?" She whimpered slightly, "Turn that fear to advantage, Dress it up as a game face." She sniffled before nodding swiftly, earning a look of pride as she got to her feet and started running toward Minene and her phone.

Uryuu smirked, "This kid's an idiot! Did she forget I set up a mine field?" But then she realized that the black-haired girl was dodging the mines with ease, and it was then that she heard a voice to her side.

"Left! Now veer to the right!" With each direction Yuki moved, quickly making her way across the minefield.

"Seriously?" Ninth had to give the guy props for still being able to move, but come on! Did he have to ruin her plans?

All too soon Yuki was able to reach down and snatch up her phone, continuing to run after doing so.

It was then apparently that something occurred to Minene."That little tramp's a Diary user!" She jetted across the field, her tech giving her a boost. But a gunshot forced her to grind to a halt as she threw her arms into the air in an attempt to protect herself.

"Enough playing cowboy, Fourth!"

It was moments later that Uryuu made it to where Yuto was crouching and shouting out directions and gave a kick at the boy, but he had been watching and skillfully dodged, a playful smirk on his face. "Gonna have to do better than that."

Yuki continued to run, but without constant directing found herself panicking. Uryuu started to say something before a hail of school supplies bombarded her, forcing her to abandon her plans temporarily as she tried to shield her face from the barrage.

"Yuki!" Come on, Yuki!" "You can do it, Yuki!"

Dozens of voices cried out as those who had previously been standing by suddenly took action, urging her onward.

"Little turds!" Uryuu growled, setting off a mine right behind Yuki but her eyes widened as the explosion only seemed to propel her forward faster.

Yuki yelled loudly as she ran forward, her hand reaching to her pouch and grabbing a dart as she raced toward Minene who stepped back in shock of the sudden move, the hand with her phone raising slightly before she realized where the sharp projectile was heading and lowered it, but then her eyes widened in fright as her left eye found itself being pierced.

The dart fell to the ground as Uryuu screamed, and a second later Yuto was there, ripping the controls for the explosives away from her. She didn't seem to notice though, she was hunched over, her left hand pressed to her eye as blood dripped onto her dress and the ground.

"My eye!"

"Give up, Ninth! Only an idiot would resist in your condition." Fourth said calmly as he walked toward her, gun leveled at her head.

However it seemed Uryuu Minene had other plans as she rose up and screamed, "Agh! Screw you!" Smoke bombs rocketed from hidden places in her clothes, hitting the ground all around her and blanketing the area. Yuki coughed and sighed in relief when Yuto drew her to his chest, protecting her from the smoke as best he could.

"What the...!" A motorcycle engine could be heard as the detective cursed. Bursting from the smoke cloud Uryuu appeared atop a motorbike, "My Diary's got a name too: the Escape Diary!" And with that she got away, leaping over the entrance gate and disappearing into the city.

A couple hours later, Yuki, Yuto and Fourth were standing in a destroyed classroom, the detective looking out over the damaged school sadly before he turned to face them with a determined gaze.

"Ninth and the others will be falling all over to get at you, kid. When they pounce, I'll be there to put a stop to this madness. As a matter of fact, I propose the three of us form a partnership to ensure exactly that. We can call ourselves the Future Diary Alliance or something like that," he chuckled at the end. Corny, I know. But are you with me?" He held out a hand as an offering, but before Yuki could speak Gasai put his arm out, stopping her from moving.

"And why should we trust you? You nearly killed her earlier!" he growled angrily.

Kurusu shook his head, sighing resignedly, as if he knew this would come up, "Look, I know that things earlier might make me seem suspicious to you. I get that. But if we all want to come out of this thing alive we'll need to work together."

Yuki, not making a move forward this time, looked up at Yuto questioningly. He nodded after a few moments thought, and the man smiled in relief, Meanwhile Yuto's phone crackled briefly, but Yuki was too happy to have another ally to notice the event outside her peripheral. Although whatever it said caused Yuto to hold her tighter, a secret smile stretching across his face.

And end! This was a fun one to write. I hope you all enjoyed it and see you next week!