Two years ago

Two years had passed since Kyoko had an attempted on her life while she opened the new school. Since then she had become Empress of Japan as her father stepped down due to poor health.

Makoto meanwhile had returned to his old self, the Makoto that everyone knew and loved. One that was less serious and less overprotective over Kyoko. But his past failings was always a constant reminder, and he continued to work to keep his fitness and sharpness up if he was ever needed to protect Kyoko.

It had become official that Kyoko and Makoto were dating and as such, Makoto couldn't take on a regular job. He instead travelled the country on official tours or even visited different countries.

Kyoko and Makoto were sitting in Kyoko's private quarters as the pair were watching the TV. It was a rubbish day outside with high winds and rain battering down hard.

"I wonder how Mukuro is doing?" Makoto said randomly.

"You miss her, don't you?" Kyoko replied, turning her head to face Makoto.

"Yeah, I do, I miss all of my friends that I made during my time at school, but I do worry for Mukuro a lot more I will admit."

"Because she chose to join the army as a career choice?"

"Well yeah," Makoto said, looking at Kyoko. "I'm worried that she will need to leave the country and get into a war and get seriously hurt or worse die."

"I think you should have more faith in Ikusaba. I think she would upset if she heard you say that."

"I know she would be," Makoto sighed. "But she is too young to die. She is free from her sister, and all I want is for Mukuro to enjoy life to the fullest, not dodging death and bullets."

"Would it comfort you if I asked Ikusaba to be my personal bodyguard?"

Makoto's eyes lit up. "Seriously?"

"Yes, I will admit, the mere thought of Ikusaba being on a battlefield saddens me, thankfully we are not at war, but who knows what will happen in the future. Plus we have the Despair Core roaming around. I think it would be better if we had Ikusaba by our side."

Makoto broke out one of the biggest smiles that Kyoko ever saw, and it melted her heart.

"Kyoko thank you, I mean it!" Makoto said, smiling.

Kyoko smiled back, and she leaned over and kissed Makoto on the cheek.

Makoto began to blush, which caused Kyoko to laugh a little.

"After all this time, you still blush," she said warmly.

"Well yeah, I'm dating a beautiful woman who happens to leader of this country," Makoto said sheepishly. "It still throws me off from time to time. But I wouldn't change it, I love you, Kyoko."

"I love you too, Makoto."

The mood was ruined when Makoto's phone made a sound.

"I wonder who is texting me," Makoto said as he pulled his phone out of his pocket and read the text. "Huh? It's a random number."

"It will be one of those fake insurance companies," Kyoko said, rolling her eyes.

"No, it's…well it sounds like a text for help. The person knows my name, and they have asked me to meet at an abandoned warehouse soon. They have given me the address as well."

"I smell a trap," Kyoko said, narrowing her eyes. "Give me the number and the address."

Makoto gave her the number and the address. Kyoko looked up the address, and it appeared to be the abandoned warehouse so whoever text Makoto was truthful of that front.

"I think you're overreacting Kyoko," Makoto said, trying to relax his girlfriend's fears. "It could be one of our former classmates."

"If that were the case, they would have added their name to the text."

"True," Makoto said, standing up. "But I'm going out to see who it is."

"At least text them to ask who it is," Kyoko said standing up as well.

Makoto text back and a few seconds later he got a reply. "Your former classmate," he said. "See Kyoko, I told you."

"I forbid you to go. It's a trap. I know it is!"

"Trap or not, you know me, Kyoko. I will never leave anyone hanging. I will text you when I get to the factory and let you know who it is."

Makoto left the room while Kyoko grew concerned, but then she remembers she still had the address on a search bar on her phone. She thought of an idea.

10 mins later

Makoto arrived at the abandoned warehouse since he was now 20 years old. He was able to get a driving licence and get a car which he was grateful for. Kyoko offered him a car, but he wasn't going to drive an expensive car. So he got a cheap car which he liked granted it stood out compared to the other cars within palace gardens.

"So this is the place, huh?" Makoto said as he got out of the car. "I need to be ready for anything."

He walked over to the door and pushed it open. He wanted through a corridor and knew this place hadn't been used in years.

"Who would want to meet in a place like that?" Makoto said quietly as he reached a big room which housed its production line. Makoto's eyes widened when he saw Byakuya standing in the room. "Togami?"

"Ah Naegi, I'm glad you got my text and came," Byakuya said, letting out a big sigh afterwards. "I was beginning to panic."

Makoto walked over to Byakuya. "It's unlike you to panic Togami, how come you couldn't tell me it was you?"

"I've become paranoid that people are reading every one of my texts. I have made a big mistake, and I was hoping you could help me."

"Sure, what's up?" Makoto replied.

"I've…" Byakuya said then stopping to shake his head. "I've made the stupid mistake in joining with the Despair Core, and I want out."

Makoto's eyes narrowed. "You've done what?" He said, annoyed.

"Naegi, please," Byakuya said quickly. "I know I've fucked up. I didn't realise what the group was about until they tried to kill Kirigiri. I've been looking for ways to get out, and this is the best one I've thought of."

"What! You think asking me to help you out will get you out of this mess?" Makoto said disgustedly.

"Yes," Byakuya nodded. "I have notes and plans what the Despair Core is up to if you can secure my safety. I can provide you with papers and other things that the awful group have planned. Think of it this way Naegi. You help me. You protect Kirigiri's life once and for all. I know who their leader is."

"Alright," Makoto said, dropping his guard. "What do you need exactly? And who is the leader?"

Byakuya began to nod slowly. "Junko Enoshima is the leader."

"Enoshima?" Makoto said, shocked.

"Yes, it's a shock. Have you deleted that text from your phone?"

"No, I haven't," Makoto replied as he took out his phone. "Should I delete it?"

Byakuya didn't reply, he grabbed Makoto's phone out of the latter's hands and threw it away.

"What-" Makoto said before he got punched hard in the stomach. He fell to the ground holding his belly as a knee crashed into his face sending backwards and he fell on his back.

"You are too soft for your own good Naegi," Byakuya said with a small chuckle as he began to kick Makoto all over.

Makoto began to protective himself, but he wasn't fast enough to guess where Byakuya would strike next.

Byakuya began to stamp down hard on Makoto's ankles. The latter tried to kick back, but Byakuya managed to dodge each attack and continued to stamp Makoto's ankles so that the latter couldn't walk.

Byakuya then to jump on Makoto's chest crushing the latter's insides as he struggled to breathe. Then Byakuya took a kick at Makoto's wrists, and he was done. Byakuya looked down and saw Makoto was in massive pain.

"Now the final touch," Byakuya laughed. He pulled Makoto's hoodie off, leaving the former better access to Makoto's throat. He pulled a small bottle from his inside jacket pocket and unscrewed the lid and pour the liquid onto Makoto's throat.

Makoto's eyes lit up and let out a roar of pain.

"How do you like some acid?" Byakuya laughed as he pours some of it over Makoto's face.

Makoto quickly closed his mouth and eyes as he pulled his arms over his face. But Byakuya kicked the former's arms away and continued to pour acid on Makoto's face. But he avoids Makoto's eyes out of pity.

The bottled emptied and Byakuya pulled out a second bottled and poured it all over Makoto's head and burned all of Makoto's hair away.

"Kirigiri won't like an ugly bald fucker as a boyfriend, will she?" Byakuya laughed as he threw away the second bottle.

The pain was getting to be too much for Makoto as he was struggling to hang on.

"But I guess that won't matter," Byakuya continued. "I've set this place to blow up in five minutes. So it's been nice knowing you Naegi, I promise you will see your empress in the afterlife soon enough."

Byakuya ran out of the laughing.

Makoto couldn't move. He was in pain and struggled to breathe as the acid did a number on his throat. His lungs had to be damaged.

"Togami," Makoto said as he managed to roll onto his stomach. "You…will…pay…"

Makoto began to crawl through sheer will power and hate, but he knew he wouldn't make it to the front door.

"I'm….going…to die," Makoto said as he began to cry. "Kyoko…I'm sorry."

Makoto stopped moving and accepted his fate. He closed his eyes and waited for the end.

"MAKOTO!"

Makoto opened his eyes and saw Kyoko and a bodyguard rushing over toward him.

Kyoko's eyes lit up in horror as she put a hand over her mouth.

"Kyoko…run…building is….going to…blow up."

Kyoko shook her head and looked at her bodyguard. "Pick him up now. We need to leave!"

The bodyguard picked Makoto up, and the trio left the building just in time as the building exploded.

"Your Majesty!" A bodyguard shouted, who stood outside. He grabbed Kyoko by the arm and launched her forward to ensure she wasn't caught in the blast.

The bodyguard who held Makoto rushed to the car while the other bodyguard quickly led Kyoko to the car and opened the door.

Kyoko got in and rushed to get the door on the other side open so the bodyguard could slide Makoto's ruined body in. Makoto's head laid on Kyoko's lap, and Kyoko felt like throwing up. But she remained strong not for herself but for Makoto as well.

The two bodyguards jumped into the front seats.

"Hospital, Your Majesty?" One of the bodyguard asked.

"No, go straight to the palace!" Kyoko said quickly as she pulled out her phone and made a call. "Come on, answer Tsumiki."

"Hello Your Majesty," Mikan said. "How can-"

"How quickly can you come to the palace!" Kyoko said quickly.

"I can be there within 10 minutes."

"Good. Get to the palace NOW!" Kyoko ended the call.

"Kyo…ko," Makoto said weakly.

Kyoko looked down.

"Please…kill me…"

"Makoto, don't you dare!" Kyoko said as tears formed around her eyes. "Tell me who done this?!"

"Togami."

Kyoko froze and didn't say anything for the rest of the trip as the car arrived at the palace.

At the same time, the two bodyguards were getting Makoto's body out of the car. Mikan arrived as she rushed into the palace grounds and jumped out of her car and froze when she saw what was happening.

Kyoko rushed over to Mikan.

"Your Majesty, what has happened?" Mikan said.

"No time to explain follow me," Kyoko said as she rushed back over to Makoto. "Put Makoto into an empty room with a bed."

The bodyguards carried Makoto into the palace with Kyoko and Mikan following close behind. They reached an empty bedroom, and the bodyguards put Makoto on a bed.

Mikan finally got a good look, and she was horrified by what she saw.

"Tsumiki," Kyoko said firmly. "Can you treat Makoto?"

"I don't know if I can… I would need to get the right supplies. Naegi looks like he was burned by acid."

"What do you need?"

"First off we need to get Naegi's top off and put water on his face and neck. We need to wash away all the chemicals."

"Let…me….die," Makoto said weakly.

Mikan began to rub her head. "Naegi's lungs are badly damaged by the sound of it. I think he may struggle to breathe in the future. But I won't know for sure until we can clean him up. Do you have any protective gloves?"

Kyoko shook her head. "I can't believe this is happening. I will get the water, bodyguards leave this room at once and look for any gloves."

"Wait!" Mikan said. "Wash your hands all of you get those chemicals off your hands. Do that first."

The bodyguards left the room straight away with Kyoko following them.

"Naegi," Mikan said softly as she looked up and down at his body. "Please tell me what happened."

"Doesn't…matter…please kill me…I'm in so much pain," Makoto said weakly.

"You are not going to die!" Mikan said firmly. "I will not let that happen. Not on my watch! Now please tell me what happened."

"Togami, pour acid all over me….then stamped down on my ankles and wrists…"

"Right," Mikan said, shaking her head. "This is going to take a while."

A few hours later

Makoto was all cleaned, and his face, wrist and ankles were all bandaged up nothing were broken, but he was covered in bruises. Makoto was lying on a bed sleeping with an oxygen mask over his face. Mikan had left the palace with a bodyguard to get all the equipment she needed to fix Makoto up.

Kyoko and Mikan were sitting next to Makoto to ensure he was as comfortable as possible.

However, two pressing concerns remained at large on Kyoko's mind. The first one was Makoto's breathing. He couldn't be tied to a breathing machine all his life and needed to be mobile.

The second problem was how Kyoko would explain this to Makoto's family. She hadn't spoken to them yet.

Kyoko rubbed her face. "Argh! How am I going to fix this? Makoto needs a way to move about with being tied to an oxygen machine!"

Mikan shook her head. She felt pretty useless; she didn't have any ideas. "I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I don't have any ideas."

"No it's fine Tsumiki, you have done more than enough," Kyoko said, smiling at Mikan. "I wish we knew someone who could build something…" Kyoko paused, and she and Mikan stared at each other.

"Soda!" They both said at the same time.

Kyoko pulled her phone out of her pocket and began to phone Soda.

"Hello, Your Majesty, how can I be a service?" Kazuichi said.

"Soda, we have a massive problem. Makoto was involved in an attack, and he is in a rough state. I need to know if you could build a mobile device that would allow him to breath?"

"What…what happened?" Kazuichi said horrified.

"Acid was poured onto Makoto's lungs, and he is struggling to breathe from what Tsumiki has said."

Unknown to Kyoko and Mikan, Makoto was awake being woken up by the talking, but he kept his eyes close to listen to the conversation.

"Is she still there? If so, can you hand me over to her so I can get a better idea?"

"Of course," Kyoko replied, and she put the phone on loudspeaker. "You are on loudspeaker Soda. Tsumiki go on and explain the situation."

Mikan nodded. "Hello Soda, Naegi's lungs are damaged, and he needs an oxygen machine to help him breathe. Otherwise, I think he will struggle to move around."

"Right…hmmm… I could build Naegi a mask that would pump air into his face. But there would be a problem with that."

"Which is?" Kyoko asked.

"Naegi's face would be sealed in that mask for pretty much the rest of his life. The only times he could take it off would be if he was eating or taking a shower. Can he eat?"

"It's too early to say," Mikan said.

At the same time, Kyoko was left horrified at the idea of incasing Makoto's face in a mask.

"I see, Your Majesty, what is your thought on my idea?"

"Is that only possible way?"

"Yes, well rather, it is the only idea that comes to mind."

Kyoko let out a sigh. "How long would it take you to build something like that?"

Kazuichi didn't reply.

"How long Soda!" Kyoko said in anger.

"I-I don't know… I've never built something like this before and I would need…" Kazuichi said, failing to finish the sentence out of fear for asking money.

"You need funds correct?" Kyoko replied.

"Yes," Kazuichi said uneasily.

"Funding has been granted, tell me what you need, and I will buy it," Kyoko said.

"Right, will do. Your Majesty. I will phone you back when I come up with a list."

"Very well, goodby Soda," Kyoko replied, ending the call.

Makoto opened his eyes and stared at Kyoko. "I refuse!"

"Makoto…" Kyoko said in shock. "When did you wake up?"

"A few minutes ago," Makoto replied weakly. "Let me die!"

"Naegi, you aren't going to die," Mikan said. "Your life was never in danger."

"I DON'T CARE!" Makoto shouted as loud as he could. "LOOK AT ME!"

"What about your family?" Kyoko said calmly.

Makoto paused for a few seconds. "I don't care," he said finally. "Tell them I've died. I will not allow them to see me like this."

"You can't be serious!" Kyoko said, annoyed.

"Shut up, Kyoko!" Makoto snapped, causing Kyoko to go very quiet. "You are not going to let me die. So at least let me have this for fuck sake."

Mikan's eyes widened in disbelief. She had never heard Makoto talk like this before.

Kyoko closed her eyes. "If I do this, will you calm down?"

"Yes! Please do it!" Makoto growled.

"If that's what you want," Kyoko said and stood up and left the room.

Kyoko walked to her private quarters and picked up the palace phone. She dialled in the Naegi household number and put the phone put to her ear.

"Hello?" Said a female voice.

Kyoko froze it was Komaru's voice she heard.

"Hello, anyone there?" Komaru said.

"Naegi…it's Kirigiri," Kyoko said quietly.

"Oh hey, Kirigiri, how are you? Let me guess my brother has gotten himself into trouble and you need my help, right?"

"Naegi listen," Kyoko said slowly. "Makoto is dead."

"What?" Komaru said surprised.

"Makoto told me that he was going to an abandoned warehouse, I asked him why he was going, but Makoto refused to tell me, but he did give me the address for the place. I got worried, so I followed him and by the time I got to the warehouse an explosion went off, and I can't get a hold of him."

"No, you're lying…" Komaru replied.

"I wish I was," Kyoko said, shaking her head in disgust. "I'm sorry, Naegi."

"Who sent the text, huh?" Komaru said in anger.

"I'm not sure, the number was random, but I took a note of the number before Makoto left. I will find out what truly happened. Until then I need to go, goodbye Naegi."

Kyoko ended the call, walked over to the sofa, sat down, and put her hands over her face.

Two weeks later

Kyoko was at Makoto's funeral after she leaked out fake news about his death. Makoto's parents were in tears, Kyoko couldn't bear to look at Komaru or her parents because of the massive lie she has just told.

At the end of the funeral, everyone who attended was family friends of Makoto's parents and Class 78 minus Byakuya and Junko.

It confirmed in Kyoko's mind that Byakuya and Junko were working together and the two will pay.

As everyone shook the hands of Kyoko and Makoto's family, there was plenty of sad faces. But Sayaka got her turn to shake hands, she was crushed and couldn't believe that the boy she loved is dead. Mukuro was silent throughout the whole event and looked defeated.

Everybody began to leave the funeral leaving Kyoko and Makoto's family alone.

"So Kirigiri," Komaru said. "Have you learned anything new?"

"No," Kyoko said, shaking her head. "I haven't learned anything as to why Makoto went to that warehouse."

'Kirigiri is lying! I know she is,' Komaru thought. "Are you sure? Come Kirigiri you are the empress of Japan. You must have access to all the information, right?"

Kyoko didn't reply.

"Komaru stop it right now!" Mr Naegi said. "Can't you see? Her Majesty is going through a hard time as well."

"But father!" Komaru said, shocked. "I'm sure Kirigiri is not telling us everything. I mean come on, Makoto simply going to a warehouse and getting blow up? Something isn't right."

"Enough!" Mrs Naegi said as she was close to tears. "The last thing I want is for you to start pointing fingers at people for Makoto's death. Komaru, please drop it right now."

Komaru was ready to reply but held her breath and glared at Kyoko.

Kyoko just shook her head, she had enough of this lie, and she wanted to go home.

A week later

Makoto was sitting in an empty room with an oxygen mask on his face. His relationship with Kyoko was falling apart as his anger consumed him. Makoto wanted nothing more than to die, but at the same time, he wanted to rip Byakuya apart limb by limb.

Makoto's face, arms and hands were healed, but the skin on those parts was ruined forever. His ankles and wrists didn't suffer any breaks from the beatdown Byakuya give him. So he was able to walk again without any help.

The door opened, Kyoko walked in with Kazuichi and Mikan. Kazuichi and Mikan were carrying a big box each. Kazuichi froze as he saw Makoto in his trouble state for the for time.

"Get your eyes off me now!" Makoto said weakly.

Kazuichi shook his head and walked over to a table and put the box down as did Mikan.

Kyoko walked over to Makoto and kneel, taking one of his ruined hands into hers. "Makoto, Soda has built you a mask that will pump air into your face, so you don't need to rely on an oxygen tank."

Makoto pulled his hand away and gave Kyoko a stern look. "I didn't want any of this! You are trying to force to live on with a damaged body!"

"Makoto I'm doing this out of love, I don't want you to die," Kyoko replied.

"Love? This is hell!" Makoto snapped.

Kyoko put her head down as she stood up and stepped to the side. It was killing her that Makoto was acting this way.

Kazuichi couldn't believe what he was hearing, and he couldn't believe how damaged Makoto was metally. Kazuichi opened the box and pulled out a black mask and placed it on the desk.

While Mikan opened her box and pulled out a heavy black circular piece with a massive hole in the middle, she was confused. "Soda what is this bit for?"

"It's the armour that will go around Naegi's neck, it has a control panel on the back, and it connects to Naegi's mask," Kazuichi replied. "I've asked for Naegi's neck size, and I hope everything will fit. Put it down, please."

Mikan put the neckpiece down and watched Kazuichi split the armour in two.

"Tsumiki you grab the front half and follow me."

Mikan picked up the front part while Kazuichi picked up the back part and pair walked over to Makoto, Both go on their knees while Kyoko watched on.

"Naegi, lift your head, and take off your oxygen mask," Kazuichi asked

Makoto didn't move for a few seconds until he gave in and he held his head up. Kazuichi and Mikan put the armour around Makoto's nick and there a clicking noise.

"Right good," Kazuichi said. "Time for the mask, Tsumiki same process again."

Kazuichi stood up and walked back over to the table and grabbed the mask. He split the mask in two and gave Mikan the front half.

"Tsumiki the mask will fit into the holes with the neck armour."

Mikan nodded nervously as she and Kazuichi put the mask on incasing Makoto's face.

There was a slice within the room as Kyoko turned her head away from the sight. She hated herself for letting Makoto get into this horrible state.

"Right, Naegi try and move," Kazuichi said as he and Mikan stood up and moved away.

Makoto began to move his head, but struggle slightly. "It's heavy," he replied, but he was left stunned as the voice came out was deep.

"I know," Kazuichi replied. "This is a prototype remember. I used cheaped stuff to get an idea on-"

"WHAT!" Kyoko shouted as she turned around and glared at Kazuichi. "Cheap? What do you mean CHEAP?"

Kazuichi put his hand up. "Your Majesty, please listen to me."

"Continue, and it better be good!"

Kazuichi gulped. "The reason I used cheap materials was so I can get a good idea if there are any problems with the whole set up, along with if Naegi wants anything improved. If everything works and Naegi is happy, I can begin straight away, making a better and less heavy mask. I didn't want to waste a load of your money if things fail."

Makoto stood up and began to walk around the room. He felt free in a sense that he wasn't tied down to an oxygen mask he was able to move around freely.

"Naegi how is breathing in that mask?" Kazuichi asked.

"Easier," Makoto replied. "I can feel the oxygen getting pumped into my face. Apart from how heavy the mask is. I can call this a win however small it may be."

"Perfect!" Kazuichi said delighted with a fist pump. "I will begin working on a better mask right away."

Makoto looked at Kyoko and she looked back at him.

"Are you happy, Kyoko?" Makoto replied. "That you have a boyfriend's face that you've trapped within a mask."

"I did it to save you," Kyoko said bluntly.

"No," Makoto said. "You didn't save me, Kyoko!"

"What?" Kyoko said, narrowing her eyes as Kazuichi and Mikan watched on.

"Makoto Naegi died in that warehouse," Makoto said. "From this day forth, I will shape myself a new name to go along with my new appearance."

Kyoko could only look at Makoto in disbelief.

"Reaper," he said. "Makoto is no more, Reaper lives!"

"But Makoto-" Kyoko said before she got cut off.

"Empress, Makoto is gone, get that through your thick skull."

Tears began to run down Kyoko's face as she quickly left the room. At the same time, Kazuichi and Mikan watched on speechless.

Months later

Kyoko was at the meeting room with the new Prime Minister of Japan Kiyotaka Ishimaru and Celestia Ludenberg. The latter had become a spy for the Empire and had a perfect poker face.

Standing next to Kyoko was Reaper. The relationship between the pair had fallen apart, and the only reason Reaper was still at Kyoko side was to protect her. Needless to say that Reaper took training more seriously than Makoto ever did.

"Congratulations on your victory, Prime Minister," Kyoko smiled.

"Thank you, Your Majesty," Taka said, brimming with joy. "I can't believe I'm Prime Minister at only 20 years ago."

"You did have a talent for politics back at school," Kyoko replied. "But now, it's time to get to work. Ludenberg what do you have for us?"

"I've discovered a secret Despair Core bar," Celestia replied.

"Right, I see," Kyoko nodded. "Where is it, and is there anything suspicious going on?"

"Nothing that I'm aware, however, I do see people leaving with a suitcase from time to time."

"A suitcase?" Taka said, surprised. "Could it be money they are making from the club?"

"That is a possibility. The other possibility is it could be drugs."

"Whatever the case is," Kyoko said. "Can you keep an eye on the club and report back to me."

"Will do, Your Majesty."

"Can you give us an address?" Reaper said.

Kyoko turned her head to look at him. "Why are you asking for that?"

"So we can go to the club to rescue your spy if anything bad were to happen to her," Reaper replied as he looked at Kyoko. "Do you disagree with me, Empress?"

"No, I do not," Kyoko said, turning her head to Celestia. "Can you write down the address please?"

Celestia started to write down the address to the club while Taka stared at Reaper.

"Do you have something to say Prime Minister?" Reaper said.

"Yes I do in fact," Taka replied. "May I ask who you are? I do never recall seeing you before."

"I'm the Empress bodyguard and make sure you don't forget it," Reaper said emotionless.

"Right calm down," Taka said surprised.

"I suggest you watch your tone Prime Minister," Reaper said.

"Reaper that is enough!" Kyoko said firmly as she looked at him. "Prime Minister Ishimaru, I apologies for my bodyguard's rude behaviour."

"No, it's okay, Your Majesty," Taka replied. "It sounds like this Reaper takes his job seriously."

"Yes, I do," Reaper replied. "I'm a better bodyguard that the wimp Naegi would ever be."

"Naegi?" Taka said, shocked. "How DARE you slander his good name. He was a good man!"

"Oh please," Reaper said. "He was weak, and he nearly got the Empress nearly killed twice. He was useless."

"Reaper enough!" Kyoko said as she tried to control her anger. "Prime Minister, Ludenberg this meeting is now over, you two may go."

The pair left quickly as a note containing the club's address was left on the table as Kyoko and Reaper looked at each other.

Next day

Kyoko had just gotten up, and she was depressed things weren't the same, Makoto's anger and hatred consumed the man she once knew and loved. But Kyoko wasn't ready to give up and hoped a small part of Makoto was still there to pull back.

Kyoko grabbed the TV remote and turned on the TV and the first thing she saw shocked her. It was the club Ludenberg and had spoken about, and it was raided.

"What happened?!" Kyoko said.

She continued to watch as the new reporter began to fill her in, and the more she listened, the more she wanted to turn off the TV.

Reaper was the one who raided the club, and he left the club in a bloody mess, people were beaten up to an inch of their lives. People were shot in the leg so they couldn't escape.

Kyoko saw the CCTV images of Reaper causing chaos, the only positive thing that nobody had died, but report that Kyoko was hearing was brutal none the less.

Reaper had made a name for himself.

"What am I going to do with Makoto?" Kyoko said as she began to rub her forehead. "I can't control him. He is to wild."

Then Kyoko began to recall a conversation she had with before everything went to shit.

"Ikusaba!" Kyoko gasped. "She could maybe control him!"

A week later

Mukuro arrived at the imperal palace. She was happy that she would get to see her friend again and wondered what Kyoko had instore for the former.

Mukuro was led to the meeting room where she saw Kyoko sitting at the table.

"Hello Ikusaba," Kyoko said warmly.

"Hello, Your Majesty," Mukuro replied with a bow.

"Ikuaba, please, you don't need to bow to me," Kyoko said. "Please take a seat. There is something I wish to talk to you about."

"Does it involve Makoto?" Mukuro asked quickly. "Have you found anything?"

"Sadly, this has nothing to do with him. But it's a job offer."

"A job offer?" Mukuro said surprised as she sat down.

"Yes, I know you are enjoying your time with the army, but how do you feel working for me and becoming a bodyguard?"

"I-I would be honoured," Mukuro said stunned.

"Thank you, Ikusaba," Kyoko smiled. "The role wouldn't be just as a bodyguard; however, your role would include taking down any Despair Core strongholds."

"Just like that Reaper guy did?" Mukuro said, folding her arms. "Who is that guy, anyway?"

"No one of importance," Kyoko said bluntly.

"I see," Mukuro said. "Well, I accept this job offer."

There was a knock on the door, and it opened with Reaper walking. He froze when he saw Mukuro. Then he walked back out and slammed the door in anger.

"Fucking hell!" Mukuro said, shocked. "What the fuck is his problem."

"I have no idea," Kyoko lied.

An hour later

Kyoko and Reaper were in the former's private quarters, and it was a heated debate between the pair.

"Why the fuck was Ikusaba here?" Reaper asked.

"She was here to be offered the job we spoke about months ago," Kyoko said standing her ground.

"We don't need her. I don't need her! I can look after you all by myself!"

"Maybe you can Makoto-"

"DO NOT call me that!" Reaper snapped. "Tell Ikusaba to forget about the job. She isn't welcomed here."

"Why?" Kyoko said, narrowing her eyes, "Are you ashamed of what you have become?"

Reaper didn't reply as he turned away.

"Ikusaba is joining our ranks if you like it or not, and I do hope she can control you."

Reaper turned back around. "I HATE YOU!" Then he stormed out of the room slamming the door.

Kyoko's legs grew weak as she dropped to the floor as she began to cry as everything became too much for her to bear as Reaper's final words broke her.


Thank you for reading.

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