Hello my lovelies :3 I am sorry that i havent posted a chapter in awhile but i am a full time working 3rd shift at walmart girl and trust me they show no mercy on my poor feet X_X Buttttttttt i have been typing very slowly and as you can see here is part 2 of chapter 3 part 3 will come out in few days i already have it typed up just need to scan through and check for errors. So unlike work please show me mercy on this chapter cause well i dont know if you guys will like it or not ;_;. Any way Enjoy and stay patient for part 3.

A dumb kiss had started this all. I didn't even kiss back, in fact i had no idea what to do so I just stood there frozen. Slowly and regretfully agonizingly I felt the life leave my body as one of many of pawns were on top of me strangling the life out of me. As it was happening the events that lead up to this played through my mind like a movie.

Smack

The feel of Junko Enoshima's hand making contact with my face I must admit stung a bit. Of course she would never say the true reason as to why she was hitting me. So she decided to complain about my lack of participation in SHSl Despair. In reality I participated in many ways. I did things and suggested things no one ever had. Then again nothing I did was suitable in this woman's eyes especially now. I couldn't help but smirk slightly at her. Her face and body posture screamed jealousy.

Smack

Now I just felt amusement. Junko was like a child in reality. If something didn't go her way or went against her views and orders she threw the biggest temper tantrum. In reality most people wouldn't be able to tell how any of the people in this organization worshiped and looked up to this woman. I knew though, it was through manipulation. All of them were at the most weakest and insecure state they could have possibly been in and she preyed on it like a lion preyed on an injured sick old animal. She raised her hand again to slap me but before she could make contact a hand caught hers. We both looked to see none other then Kamukura. We both blinked surprised by the action and it seemed like everyone else was as well. It had become so quiet one could literally hear a pen drop.

He leaned down and began to whisper something in her ear. Slowly i watch her facial expressions change from surprised to septical to convinced.

"Upupupupu what a lovely idea Kamukura!" She exclaimed throwing her arms around him as her "cute" side showed it self making my eyebrow twitch slightly.

Releasing him she instantly pulled me into a tight rather lewd hug smiling sweetly. Whatever the man had said did not make thankful in the least bit. I would have preferred to be slapped around then being cuddled by this psychopath.

"Ne Ne Yuzuki, Kamukura suggested you do an important thing for me if I die for you to prove you are truly for my cause! And I know just what to have you do! BUT I just got an idea far more better if you don't do it correctly everyone gets to kill YOU! OK!" She exclaimed clearly showing i had no choice in the matter.

I nodded hopping she would just release me. For her hug was something i knew to fear. Everyone else would get some form of attention generally a hug of sorts. Me I never received such. Whatever attempt to stop Junko and make my situation better Kamukura had tried failed miserably. Before she released me I was bold enough to glare at the man. Junko then skipped out of the compact office humming some sort of tune making my skin crawl with disgust as everyone quickly left the room. I stood there looking at Kamukura for the longest time. Bluntly I hissed out asking him what the hell was he thinking, but i received no reply just him starring at me I turned on my heel and walked out of the room. I hissed slightly in anger but before my thoughts could proceed i felt my shoulders being grabbed and i was turned and had my back slammed against the wall making me grunt. I looked up sighing in complaint i should have known she was not finished with me. She bent toward my ear and whispered.

"Yuzuki...If I die there will be a car waiting outside the library one of our many pawns will be waiting to take you and Kamukura to an unknown location." She said a smirk playing on her voice.

"What for?" I ask looking calmly ahead at the wall across from me.

"You'll split up and go left from where you enter and at the end of the hall there will be your next instructions on what you are to do. It's of the up most importance that you do this for me." She says.

She then lets go of me and walks away. A smirk on her lips. I frown wondering what game this woman is exactly playing. Why not just tell what to do why keep it a secret? I rack my brain wondering of the possibilities, but nothing comes to my mind. Sighing I leave the abandoned office complex and begin walking home. As I walk Kamukura's question echos in my mind which brings me to ask myself that question. Who am I? Who am I really? I have masked myself and hidden my true self from the world for so long that I no longer know who I am. I have developed the identity of Tsukiko Yuzuki to the point that I am no longer the pathetic child who's name I dare not think of yet alone say in fear that the memories of my past will haunt my mind. As a gust of wind pierces through my coat I stop and take notice of the footsteps that attempt to stop when I did. Without giving it away I act like I am re-adjusting my coat and took a sharp turn into the ally way beside me already having knives ready to deal with my threat as I lead it like cattle to a slaughter.

Quickly I spin on my heel and fling four knives at what I thought would only be one assailant. I swear under my breath noticing their are three. As all four knives hit one of the men the other two come running at my with switch blades I dig in my pocket drawing more blades just in time to use one to skid mine against one of the attackers in a manor to draw his arm above his head allowing me to give him a solid yet powerful kick to his ribs breaking several of them. As he fell to the ground the other quickly began slashing his knife at me. He was highly untrained; these men are thugs no less. Junko I would think would not hire any one to take me out specially not after the display she gave me earlier. These men were probably trying to get into gang and I was most likely selected as a target earlier in the morning on my way to the office complex.

Grabbing the mans arm I twist it and bring it up digging the three blades lodged in between my fingers into his abdomen and force them side ways most undoubtingly doing fatal internal damage. He drops to the ground and I sigh looking at my the front of my pea coat that is now ruined by the blood that is all over the front of it. At least I wont have to worry about strange looks after all this part of the city becomes a ghost town at night. The sound of footsteps makes my head snap up prepared to face another front. Instead I groan slightly in annoyance. Of course my day would not be made if Kamukura presented himself to me at least once.

"I'm really starting to think your stalking me." I say making my annoyance known in my tone of voice.

Before he could reply I felt and arm pull me back and put me in a chock hold barely allowing me to breathe as I felt hard metal press roughly against my head. I had slightly miscalculated on the kick to ribs I had made. Instinctively i dig in my pocket looking for more knives but find none as the pressure to my throat is added my hands fly to the mans arm trying to give myself some way to breathe.

"Come quietly and no one gets hurt." He says.

If I could scoff I would. Slowly I watch Kamukura begin to walk towards the man his face emotionless. I feel the barrel of the gun he is holding digging in my scalp more as black spots begin to fill my vision. He tells him to shoot me with slight amusement on his face. This man will not do so. He is already to racked with fear to be able to pull the trigger. As he comes closer I get dragged making me gag as I begin to lose feeling in my legs. I am barely on the brink of consciousness and I am unable to understand what is being said but after a long moment a loud bang fills the air making my ears ring while almost at the same time i fall to ground coughing and hacking desperately trying to get air into my lungs. For the first time of knowing him I look up and see instead of his always stotic look one of his eyebrows is slightly raised. Standing up I look at him still breathing heavy.

"You always know how to put me in the most inconvenient moments." I say as he turns his back on me.

"You were careless. Don't expect me to help you again." He says coldly starting to walk away.

I feel my jaw move to the side at the same time i feel my tolerance to this situation snap. Walking quickly i pull the same action Junko did earlier with me except I look him in the eye and get his face.

"Careless?! I'm not the one who trapt you in the library and kissed you right in front of fucking Junko Enoshima who questionably might have sent those pathetic excuse of fighters after me all because you couldn't keep your hands to your self." I exclaimed.

"Not too pathetic evidently..." He said instantly making my hand fly and make contact with his cheek, a stupid move that earns me a deathly glare.

"If your board then find something else to entertain yourself with." I hiss out ignoring the warning and walking off.

Once home I took off my coat and threw it in the trash and soon all the clothes on my person were in the trash as i went to shower the blood off that had soaked through my clothes onto me. What was i thinking when i joined this insane organization? I wanted to rid the world of every existence, but I was not like the others. I was not despair induced. So it allowed me to have doubt about the things that were going on. Thinking hard and long a realization came over me making me weak in the knees. I slapped Kamukura Izuru. The thought made bile raise in my throat. In the past week that man has managed to make me feel more emotions that i have ever felt in the past five years of being Tsukiko Yuzuki. Getting out of the shower i began racking my brain. What is he doing to me? Why is he doing it? Is he really that fucking board that he just wants to start fucking with people? I look up and see my reflection in my bathroom mirror. The face that stares back is not the face I want to see. It is the face of a confused and broken girl of long ago. Anger quickly swells and boils over and i raise my fist smashing it against the reflective glass making it shatter and fall to pieces. I pant ignoring my bleeding hand.

GET A GRIP! I shout to myself. Swallowing air I instantly calm myself and dig around the shelf in the bathroom grabbing a first aid kit and tend to my hand afterwords I get dressed and collapse in my bed the feeling on fatigue wash over me all at once I smile to myself and fall into a deep sleep.

1 Year later

I stir from my sleep groaning and instantly look around for the man that has been dragging me aimlessly somewhere. My eyes fall on him he is already awake and the van is still moving. I sigh and throw my head back hitting it on the side not caring about the pain.

"Where are you taking me?" I ask.

"Aren't you the one taking me somewhere? Then again she did say you don't have the capacity to remember long term orders. Typical.." He said looking at me through the corner of his eye.

That's right she has me on a wild goose chase because of her death. To this day i still don't know what this is about. Being cooped up in a van with Kamukura for the past two days has been anything but pleasant. We have went back and forth with one another dealing low blows to one another. Last night though...I manage to inconspicuously look down at his waist searching for the familiar key chain but I have no luck in seeing it his jacket blocking my view. Running a hand through my hair I huff about ready to cave and ask the driver how much longer even though he will not answer for he never has before. I look at Kamukura slightly he is looking out the window watching the scenery go by him that or thinking either of the two will get boring to him here in a bit. I smirk a little. His question from a year ago wasn't meant to figure out who I am in general. It was meant to figure out what i was to him long ago before he was a seemingly different man. It is evident that he does not know yet. Otherwise he would have pitched that thing long long ago and would have stopped the occasional ridiculous run ins with one another. Then again some were very occasional. My thoughts swarmed for the day going in all directions. Just when i thought I should give up and sleep again the van came to a sudden stop. I look out the window seeing we are in a ghost town. I get up realizing this is our destination while at the same time Junko's voice echo's in my mind. Go left from where you enter. Getting out of the van I start walking not even bothering to see if he is following.

"Split up. She wants us to find a piece of paper with valuable information." I say technically not a lie. I just left out the part that I already knew where it was.

I go left before he has the chance to do so. I still do not understand to this day what it is she wants exactly out of all of this. It would be so much easier to run and not do anything. After all the others felt so much despair from Junko Enoshima's death. Tsumiki fell so far into it she began to slice and tear into her arms and wrists with a scalpel. I was surprised she didn't hit an artery. Komaeda just went into a fit of hysterical laughing. The others remained silent and looked hollow. Kamukura seemed un-phased by the whole thing seemingly taking interest in Naegi on and off more then anything in these messed up trial. At the end of the hall there will be your next instructions. Her voice echoing in my head suddenly again as I reached the room that was at the end of the hall opening it the moonlight glared into my face slightly. Walking inside I went up to the old desk in the room and found a piece of paper. Grabbing it I opened it and as i read the contents my eyes widen as the last bit of her voice echoed in my head. What you are to do. It's of the up most importance that you do this for me.

Kill Kamukura Izuru.

LE GASP WHAT EVER SHALL SHE DO!? Any way yes i know i left you in a cliffhanger and asked you to be patient for another chapter how cruel of me ;) but like i said i have to edit on it. So bare me with k. Im sure you guys are kind of confused now for it seems that this is beginning to develop a plot of sorts when i said it would be drabbles. It will still be drabbles but i found myself wanting to give you all some back story as well as information about how these two view each other before i threw a bunch of random drabbles in your faces and leave you confused. I'm very much a Canon person so i like to try and stick to the characters actually personality and attitude. Sometimes i stray a little to compleate a chapter but i never stray too far that it becomes full on OOC. The point of this chapter and next was to give a slight inside look into Tsikiko's mind i had made her tough and almost unapprocable woman a 1D character so to speak. So I added more dimensions to her by showing you all even she has weaknesses and can lose her seemingly ever lasting cold as ice attitude. That's not to say im having her put on a facade. She has compleately reinvented herself as you realize in this chapter that her name and possibly her personality is not the true her, but some of her qaulities are due to this hidden past i have presented to you all. well once again part three is on the way and i hope you enjoyed this latest chapter please review :)