Author's Note: Took a day longer than usual but ch. 4 is also an extra 1k words than usual too! There's a lot of different scene changes in this one because I have a lot of story to tell but I also don't want to make 50 five hundred word chapters.

I'd also like to point out to anybody curious, this story will be six chapters long with a short epilogue which will be only a few paragraphs or slightly more...so pretty much only 2 chapters left! It's starting to get interesting (hopefully), Hope you enjoy!

(I realized way too late that this website deleted asterisks, which I was using to represent scene changes, so this chapter was jumbled up and confusing for weeks now. After punching a few walls in frustration I decided to edit all chapters and add lines instead being the perfectionist I am. Sorry for anybody who was thinking, 'This story is terrible, what is going on?' Hopefully this helps.)

"Wakie wakie!" Leon Kuwata slowly began to gain consciousness as he heard someone speaking to him in a high pitched and irksomely babyish voice. Once he was able to open his eyes, he saw a blonde girl around his age wearing two twin pigtails and a high school uniform; she currently had her body squeezed together and her lower lip puckered out as if she were imitating a young child. "Pwetty pwease wake up mister, it's morning time already!"

"W-where am I?" Leon looked around the area and recognized it as some sort of dorm room with plenty of posters of the girl in front of him in many different poses on the wall. He tried to stand up from the chair he was seated on but was unable to as he realized rope was tied around his body and held him down tightly.

The blonde's posture suddenly changed as she stuck her tongue out and crossed her arms over one another with only her index and pinky fingers in the air. Her voice was much more gravely when she spoke. "Obviously my room, dumb ass!" She laughed crazily before immediately frowning and returning to a relatively normal voice. "Tell me the last thing you remember. Then we can help you."

The word 'we' made the baseball player turn his head to the right to see another teenage girl leaning against a closed door with her arms crossed. She had short black hair and was fairly skinny but the look in her eyes had something intense about them; Leon couldn't help but shudder at the sight of her.

"I-I…the last thing I remember is entering Hope's Peak High school. I was running like fifteen minutes late so I was sort of rushing when all of a sudden I started getting dizzy in the middle of the damn hallway! Everything was spinning around in circles and then I woke up here. Now can you please let me g-"

"Perfect! It worked!" The blonde interrupted as she jumped in the air in joy. "Muku! Make yourself useful and take care of him. We need to take away his memory of what happened here and he can't be awake for that!"

Leon's eyes widened as he saw whoever this Muku chick was nod and begin to take steps towards him. The boy began to fight against his restraints as panic filled throughout his body. "What are you, crazy? Let me go! Let me go or I'll-"

The last thing Kuwata heard was a smacking sound before everything went dark.

"Where is Kuwata?" Kiyotaka Ishimaru's voice rose above all others as he jumped out of his seat and shouted to nobody in particular. Fifteen students of the 78th class sat in a minuscule classroom with the school's lone teacher and head master, Jin Kirigiri, having yet to show up yet. This was a frequent and common occurrence considering his difficult job as the only adult in the entire building but what did seem odd was the empty seat towards the back of the classroom where Leon Kuwata usually sat. "The bell is about to ring in under a minute and he has yet to show up or notify us of his absence! How…how…ludicrous!"

Most of the class would normally be annoyed by the Ultimate Moral Compass's constant nagging but ever since the biggest, most awful, most tragic event in human history occurred it had become slightly more tolerable. Many of the students had lost a bit of their positive or outgoing personalities thanks to the despair inducing tragedy but Taka was one of the few students who didn't let it affect him.

After a couple moment of silence, Mondo Owada also known as the ultimate Biker Gang Leader, was the first to respond. It was mostly because he was in the middle of sleeping and just wanted his classmate to be quiet already. "Who cares man? It's not that big of a deal, he probably just ditched because he was tired of hearing lectures or some shit. I don't blame him."

"That makes sense." Junko piped in from the front corner desk of the classroom on the opposite side of the door. "I mean is that guy really about to go to every single class every single day? He was bad enough before the world ended so I can't really see him randomly becoming an honor student all of a sudden." She began playing with her lengthy ruby colored nails as if she wasn't interested in the conversation whatsoever.

Not everyone was happy with the fashionista's word choice but there were quiet grumbles of agreement and no suspicion whatsoever about why Leon wasn't in class. Junko gave her sister, who sat a seat behind her, a quick smile.

"An ultimate student skipping class. Ridiculous." Taka mumbled to himself but took a seat in the very front of the class and eventually stopped talking about the topic entirely.

Once it was confirmed a few minutes later that the headmaster was running a little late, the classroom began to become noisier with private conversation which the ultimate despair considered perfect timing to have a quiet conversation of her own.

"Muku, is that one favor I asked you taken care of?" Enoshima whispered to her sister as she referred to Leon's body; Junko had originally told Mukuro not to come back to her room once she was done hiding it because the ultimate despair was tired of seeing her ugly sister's face though the results of that decision caused her to be unsure where the body was even located. A small nod was the only response the soldier gave as Junko smiled widely. "Perfect! You might not be…"

The fashionista attention suddenly was aimed at a certain detective who sat one seat diagonally behind Mukuro.

Kyoko had her face planted in a book and was seemingly engrossed in it, she moved her eyes as if she were reading the words and turned a page in a reasonable amount of time. Junko might have fallen for the girl's ruse if it weren't for one particular detail: Kirigiri's head was tilted to the right a bit while also leaning towards the sisters slightly which only meant that she was eavesdropping and was forced to lean closer after having trouble hearing them.

Enoshima was very perceptive for a model who many believe is all looks and no brains. Her brilliant and not to mention despair inducing plan would have been exposed many months ago if she wasn't. So Junko was prepared to test out her little theory.

"Hey Ikusaba." Junko didn't use her sister's nickname for once which seemed to have caught Mukuro off guard as well. "I had the strangest dream last night! It involved me, you, and Yamada buck naked in a movie theatre!"

The indication of disgust and confusion that appeared on Kyoko's face lasted for merely a second but that was all Junko needed to confirm that the world's greatest detective was onto her and that was the last thing the ultimate despair currently needed.

Mukuro seemed to be blushing and caught off guard by the anomalous dream herself which Junko didn't bother explaining. Instead, she silently mouthed four word to her sister.

"The detective is next."

The ultimate soldier waited patiently outside of Kyoko Kirigiri's dorm room. Nightfall had fallen once again and Mukuro was prepared to ambush her second target for the second day in a row. It would be much more difficult to deceive Kirigiri into letting her guard down like she did Leon so Junko was currently making her way to the control room where she can unlock the door without a hitch.

The other problem of the detective interfering with their plan so early was that her disappearance would arouse much more suspicion than Leon's did especially from Jin Kirigiri himself. The killing game plan would have to be shortened considerably because of this issue and the finishing touches would have to commence immediately after kidnapping the headmaster's daughter.

A clicking sound signaling that the door was now unlocked snapped Mukuro from her thoughts as she took a deep breath in order to increase her focus on the mission.

The teenager's soldier instincts began to kick in as she slowly grips the door handle and opens the door in a tantalizingly slow pace in order to avoid any creaks or other sounds which would alert the more than likely sleeping victim.

Eventually Mukuro was able to enter the exceptionally neat room without producing any loud noises. She glanced around the compact dorm quickly in order to get an understanding of her surroundings before turning towards the bed in preparation to see the snoozing Kirigiri so she could take care of her quickly.

There was only one problem: the bed was empty.

Makoto Naegi prepared himself for many improbable events that could happen when he had first got invited to Hope's Peak Academy, a school meant for the elite teenagers around the world. The chances of the impossible happening in the best high school on the planet were insanely high.

Even with those expectation, Makoto never prepared himself for a girl to come to his door and request to stay in his room for the night. Especially not the usually quiet and reserved Kyoko Kirigiri.

The brunet couldn't help but squirm and blush a little bit on the floor just thinking about how a female was laying on the bed not too far away from him. Once he agreed to let her stay over, she had originally insisted on sleeping on the floor but Naegi had always been taught to be a gentleman by his father and he would have felt way too guilty if he forced a girl to sleep on the cold hard floor. Eventually they agreed on a comprise where Kyoko slept on the bed while Makoto kept the blanket while on the floor.

There was no doubt in Makoto's mind that his mom would be pissed about this situation and his sister would tease him half to death if they found out. Not that anybody would know what happened tonight considering Kiri's reason for sleeping over in the first place.

"You don't really think they're going to hurt you in the middle of the night, do you?" The lucky student spoke about the reason why Kyoko came to his room in the first place. To hide from Junko and Mukuro.

No immediate response came from the girl and Makoto was just about to officially announce her as asleep when the seemingly disembodied voice finally responded. "I can't say for sure if they'd harm me or not but they've only been acting more and more suspicious as of late. It would be unreasonable for me to risk my safety just because it's improbable."

"I guess I can understand…but what if they come here after they find your room empty?"

"That's unlikely, they wouldn't risk breaking inside every student's dorm just to find me." Makoto could practically see Kyoko shaking her head. She paused a bit before adding, "That's purely conjecture though."

Makoto nodded as if the detective could see him before sighing. He knew how impressive Kiri's instinct was of course but the boy also couldn't help but feel that she was overreacting. The world was currently in ruins outside, this school was supposed to be where they were safe from dangers! Mukuro did seem intimidating the night before in the guy's bathroom but she was probably just upset about them finding out about her secret hideout and overreacted.

What are the chances that the girls he has grown to know the past year in this school would end up being dangerous psychopaths? It seemed impossible!

It was definitely going to be difficult to slumber with all these thoughts in his head but Makoto knew stressing out about it would do nothing; all he could do was trust that Kyoko would prove the sisters' innocence tomorrow. The brunet turned to his side and shut his eyes but not before muttering, "Good night, Kiri."

"…Good night, Naegi."

Makoto didn't even remember falling asleep by the time he felt someone lightly shaking him and calling his last name softly. The last thing he wanted to do was wake up but eventually the constant pressure on his shoulder forced his eyelids to spread open.

"Naegi, it's morning. Class will be starting soon." The brunet saw Kyoko Kirigiri kneeling next to him with a gloved hand resting on his shoulder and her body mere inches away from his own. Makoto felt his face begin to heat up at their close proximity.

"O-oh, right!" The teen sat up a bit causing Kiri to stand up in response. "I should go get ready then…if you want, you can use my show-"

"I already got finished getting ready while you were asleep; my apologies for not asking for your permission." Kyoko interrupted. Makoto's eye sight was finally beginning to adjust to the bright lights of his dorm room and he just noticed that the detective was already wearing her school uniform and her hair was braided and nearly perfect with no hint of bed head whatsoever. "Now I'll give you some privacy to get ready yourself. I'll get started on my investigation"

Kyoko spun around and made her way to the front door before coming to an abrupt stop at Makoto's voice. "Hey wait!"

Naegi winced when he felt a sharp pain in his back while trying to stand up; it must have been from sleeping on the hard floor all night. Ignoring the pain, he forced his exhausted body to stand on his feet and jogged over to the motionless purple haired girl. "What do you mean investigation? Aren't you going to class?"

"Revealing myself to Enoshima and Ikusaba right now would make my stay here redundant. If they really are responsible for Leon's disappearance after all then I have no doubt that they would trail me until I'm left alone and dispose of me."

"Wait…you think they did something to Leon?"

The expression on Kyoko's face practically told Makoto that she let something she didn't want to say out loud slip out of her mouth. She calmly responded, "It's just a hunch. Just know that I have my suspicions for a reason and I'll be searching for evidence today while I investigate. You don't have to listen but my advice would be to avoid the ultimate fashionista and the ultimate soldier as much as possible."

An abnormal sense of anger flowed through Makoto's body at Kiri's cold and phlegmatic accusation. How could she say such a thing about friends who she's known for so long now? There were many responses that Naegi had in mind but eventually he felt his heart soften and nothing belligerent came out of his mouth.

"Well say they are trying to hurt you…how will I know if they actually do or not? It's not like you would be able to tell me."

Kirigiri seemed caught off guard at her classmate's sudden concern. She hesitated before finding an answer. "I'll come back here before you're out of class. If you don't see me then that means I was captured. Now I have to leave before everyone else starts wandering around the halls. I'll see you this afternoon, Naegi."

Makoto couldn't find it in himself to respond as he watched the girl leave his room and shut the door behind her. It was slightly comforting knowing that he wouldn't be left in the dark if she was injured but the possibility of that happening still made him feel butterflies in the pit of his stomach.

It took a few moments for the boy to find the motivation to move from his position in the middle of the room; one glance at the clock was all the motivation he needed to immediately rush to the shower after grabbing his clothes from one of the drawers.

After taking the quickest shower he has ever taken in his life, Makoto wasted no time getting dressed before leaving his room. The boy took a moment to consider whether or not he was going to keep his door unlocked for Kiri before eventually deciding on leaving it locked. He would just make sure he was the first student at the dorms after class so she wouldn't be caught in the open in front of everybody.

Each step Naegi took felt like an extra ten pound weight was being tied to him. Part of him wanted to ditch class with Kyoko and investigate with her but he knew that the ultimate detective would only be slowed down by a normal student like him.

Once he entered the classroom around five minutes past the time they were usually supposed to arrive, all eyes turned his direction. Everyone besides Leon and Kiri was inside…excluding head master Kirigiri who was late once again of course.

"Naegi, is Kirigiri not with you?" Surprisingly Sakura Ogami was the first one to speak as she crossed her arms while the rest of the class stared at the lucky student with curious eyes. "We thought it was suspicious that three of you were missing so I was about to come check on you all."

"I-I just woke up a little late is all." Makoto excused himself while rubbing the back of his head. "Kiri's fine I'm sure, I think she just caught a cold or something."

Most of the class seemed satisfied with that answer and Makoto barely stopped himself from sighing in relief as he made his way to his desk in the middle of the room and plopped down. The awkward atmosphere that was in the classroom when he entered was seemingly going back to normal until Makoto turned to his left to see Junko Enoshima staring directly at him.

There was a frown on the attractive model's face at first but the second she saw Naegi turn his head, she changed that to a giant grin, revealing her pearly white teeth to her classmate. Most guys would love to see the ultimate fashionista smile at them but for some reason Makoto felt that her grin resembled something creepy like the Cheshire cat.

"Is everything alright, Makoto?" The soft voice made the brunet jump as he turned to see one of his closest friends in this school, Sayaka Maizono, sitting in her usual desk right next to him; she wore a worried smile on her face. "You seem a little off today."

"Yeah, I'm good!" Makoto reassured the ultimate pop star and partly himself as he did his best to ignore the pair of eyes seemingly burning through him from across the room.

Once the headmaster arrived, the day went relatively smoothly with nothing odd happening and without many conversation about Kiri's whereabouts. For some reason these regularities had Makoto spending most of the class tapping his desk impatiently in hopes he could just be released already!

What suddenly caught the boy's attention was when Mukuro raised her hand out of the blue in the middle of class requesting to go to the bathroom…which has completely ordinary. There was nothing abnormal at all about having to use the restroom during a long and not to mention boring lecture and that's precisely what Makoto told himself in his head over and over again as seconds and eventually minutes passed by.

Plenty of time continued to pass before the possibilities of what the ultimate soldier could be doing in the halls alone if she hadn't truly planned go to the bathroom became too much for Naegi to bare. The hopeful student did something he wouldn't have expected to do ever since Kyoko came up with the ludicrous idea that Junko Enoshima and Mukuro Iksusaba were planning something…he doubted his friends.

"May I use the restroom?" Makoto asked after waving his hand in the air for multiple seconds.

Once the ultimate lucky student was excused, he couldn't stop himself from walking in quick strides as he headed straight for his room. He cursed his short stature and small legs as he turned corners and accidentally tripped more times than he'd like to admit.

Everything seemed normal for a moment as Makoto reached the dorm room corridor until he noticed one particular door was wide open.

His door.

Makoto Naegi's walk soon became a jog before almost immediately becoming a full on sprint. He wasn't the most athletic student in the school but right now he felt like he could run for miles without stopping as he finally reached the door and entered his room.

His place was a mess. The covers and pillows were thrown off the bed and the bathroom door was wide open; it was as if the police had conducted a search and seizure. Makoto felt his heart rate quicken as he began to comprehend what he was seeing. The words slipped out of his mouth before he even thought about the consequences of shouting, "Kiri! Kirigiri where are you?"

Makoto didn't even care about whether anybody could hear him, all he cared about was finding his friend uninjured. His voice began to become hoarse as he shouted her name over and over as if the louder he became the better chance there would be for her to reveal herself.

Naegi refused to admit that fact that the room was empty until he had searched every nook and cranny and found only one item by his bed: Kyoko Kirigiri's tie.