The walk back to their cottage was silent, no one speaking to each other after Izuru's statement.

It wasn't until they got back to their cottage that Hajime spoke. He slammed the door behind them and whirled around to face Izuru.

"What the HELL was that?" He yelled, eyes wide and angry. Izuru was facing away from him. "You remembered that you hated everyone but me? What does that even mean?"

"… I can't tell you." He replied.

"What? Why not? Is it because of Monokuma again? Because if so I don't care. He already knows you have your memories back so-" Izuru turned back to his brother, cutting him off.

"I can't tell you… I… I don't even know what is going on. What I remember and what's happening is so confusing." Hajime was surprised at what his brother was saying, but what truly stunned him was his brother's face.

Izuru was clearly holding back tears. Hajime could see in Izuru's eyes true fear, anger, and most of all, confusion.

"Izuru…" Hajime approached his brother and put a hand on his shoulder. Izuru flinched away like he'd been hit.

"Don't touch me!" He yelled, backing up. His breathing was starting to pick up, and he looked frantic. "Please… don't touch me…"

"Izuru… what the hell happened? What did you remember?" Hajime asked again. Izuru opened his mouth to answer before shaking his head.

"I can't… I don't… I don't know who to trust anymore, Hajime… I'm scared." He whimpered, falling to his knees. Tears flowed freely now, and his shoulder shook in small sobs.

Hajime said nothing, only kneeling next to his brother and reaching a hand out, not touching his brother just yet. Izuru stared at the hand offered to him before latching onto Hajime tightly, sobbing into his shoulder, soaking the fabric.

Later that night, after Hajime had fallen asleep, Izuru slipped out of bed, searching for the notebook he'd bought at the market.

In the book were notes that he'd kept over the course of the 'trip', and flipping through the pagest Izuru could see how much more disoriented and frantic his notes were becoming. He picked up his pen and began to write.

The more he wrote he started to feel his thoughts become more and more jumbled, instead of more organized like usual. By the time he was done, the final page was - -.- -.- ..- -..- -... -..-. -..-. -..- -.- ..-. .-.-.- -..- - -..-. - -.- .-.. -.. -. . -.-. -. - -... .-. .-.-..

By the next morning, Izuru had calmed down, though Hajime could see that he was more guarded than usual, crossing his arms more and looking around constantly.

When they got to the hotel for breakfast, everyone, sans Mikan, Nagito and surprisingly Akane, were already there. Fuyuhiko scoffed when he saw Izuru.

"You're showing up, really? I thought you hated all of us." The yakuza said, a smirk on his face. Izuru rolled his eyes.

"I hate you less than I need coffee, that's all." Was the reply. Izuru picked the seat farthest from everyone, taking only a cup of coffee and a donut.

Hajime, choosing to let the interaction between Fuyuhiko and his brother slided, raised an eyebrow. "Where are Mikan and Nagito?"

"We decided that they needed to be kept away from the rest of the group, for all our safety. Mikan is being kept in the old hotel building, while Nagito has been confined to Akane's room for the morning. She was sent with a few plates of food for herself and Nagito. We were going to discuss what to do with him. Because while his actions in the past were dangerous, he does not currently seem to be a threat." Byakuya explained, pausing his own meal.

"We also need to talk about Izuru. What he said yesterday worries me. He said… he hates all of us because of something he remembered." Mahiru said, looking nervous. "Izuru… I know you said you hate us but… what did we do to make you hate us?"

Izuru was silent for a moment before speaking. "It… I can tell you part of it, but not all of it. It has to do with Hajime and I's talent." Hajime perked up at that.

"You remembered our talent!? What is it?" He asked eagerly. Izuru frowned.

"I can't say. Because if I did, everyone here would treat us differently, especially based on past responses." Hajime deflated.

"Can you tell me when we're alone at least?" Izuru nodded in response.

"You said that you couldn't tell us all of the reasons why you hated us, why is that?" Gundam questioned, looking at Izuru suspiciously.

"Because… If I did, there's the risk that you would regain your own memories and become as unhinged as Mikan… it would be best if you remained ignorant of the past." Izuru paused for a moment before sighing. "It was… unfair of me to say I hated you all when you don't even remember what you did to earn my hatred. I apologize."

Everyone was surprised at Izuru's apology. They hadn't expected him to do so, instead expecting him to be more cold.

"It's uh… fine Izuru. I mean, all things considered you're under a huge amount of stress right now I can imagine." Mahiru said, fiddling with the strap of her camera. "For what it's worth… I'm sorry for whatever I did in the past. It seems like I did a lot of bad things that I don't even remember doing…"

Fuyuhiko glanced over at Mahiru, eyes narrowed slightly before crossing his arms. Hajime looked over at him and gave him a stern look, before glancing at Mahiru then back to Fuyuhiko. The yakuza looked a bit unhappy but his expression softened for a moment.

"Mahiru… I'm sorry too. My actions were too… rash and well… It got both Peko and Hiyoko killed… So… I'm sorry." Fuyuhiko was obviously unprepared to apologize to Mahiru, but the photographer smiled anyway.

"If you are done with your apologies, we need to discuss what we're going to do with Mikan, Nagito and Izuru." Byakuya said, taking his napkin and wiping the last bits of food off of his face.

"Wait, I get Mikan and Nagito, by why my brother?" Hajime asked, indignant. Byakuya stood.

"Mikan's memories returned and she became… that. And your brother has expressed that he has grudges against each of us for some reason or another."

"But he apologized!" Hajime protested.

"He has, yes, but Mikan was acting normally until the trial even though she regained her memories before that. Who's to say that Izuru isn't doing the same in order to throw us off?" Byakuya suggested, making the others freeze.

"He-he wouldn't do that! My brother wouldn't do something like that! Yeah, he might be a bit cold and… he can be a bit intimidating, but he wouldn't betray us!" Hajime protested.

"I mean… he did attack Mikan… and he threatened to kill Fuyuhiko before." Mahiru pointed out, wrapping her arms around herself.

"But…"

"Hajime, stop. I understand why they would distrust me." Izuru mumbled, playing with a lock of his hair.

"I suggest we have Nekomaru watch him along with Nagito. Hajime, you can join them. Izuru seems to only listen to you… most of the time." Byakuya ordered, pushing his glasses up his face. "Understood?"

Hajime wanted to protest more, but Izuru merely agreed, not putting up a fight.

(Unfortunately I cannot add the clues for this chapter, since they are pictures, so I'll leave a link to the AO3 version which has the picture clues: /works/8112955/chapters/31694280 )