Greetings everyone! First of all, I want to thank all of you for your kind reviews, the follows, and favorites. It blows my mind how much love this story has gotten in such a short time, ok maybe it isn't that much but for me, it means a lot.

So guess what? I'm continuing this!

I have a few ideas so I'm confident that I can keep this thing rolling for a while. First of them? A Valentine's Day story!... in October... because I'm dumb like that…

Anyway, this chapter has been revised and edited by the lovely TheLadyRedHeart, a million thanks to her.

Remember that I don't own Danganronpa.

The 14th of February, also known as Valentine's Day, a day to express love and affection to others, no matter what kind of love it is; fraternal, romantic, or sexual. Cynical people would tell you that it is just a day made by the big corporations to make a profit out of people's feelings, but that is what 99% of corporations do, so who cares?

See, different regions have different ways to celebrate this day but most of it is about gifting your special someone with flowers, love cards, and the eternal classic, chocolate. In fact, that's what this story is about. In the halls of Hope's Peak Academy stands a young woman, her wild brunette hair flowing down her back and in her hands a box of chocolates the same color as her tanned skin.

In the place where Akane grew up, no one celebrated this day, hell the concept of just giving something to others just because "they liked them" was already unthinkable for most people there, but when she overheard her classmate Sonia Nevermind talk about it, the gymnast's interest was piqued. She then learned how, in Japan, girls give chocolate to the ones who they like. It was a little unfair that the girls don't get to have some chocolate for themselves, she thought.

"Such a lovely tradition, a maiden delivering her feelings in the form of a sweet treat!" The Ultimate Princess said with sparkles in her eyes. "Though in my country we also put some Makango powder in the chocolate."

"Weren't those things like… animals?" Akane wonders out loud but she just receives a giggle in response. But if Sonia was saying the truth, then she was in trouble, today was the 13th and she had nothing to give to her boyfriend! Granted, they haven't been a couple for too much time and she didn't know about Valentine's Day till today, so Makoto probably wouldn't care about it, but from what Sonia was saying, it's actually an important thing for couples to do. She wasn't going to give up just yet! Akane started to walk to Mahiru's seat. ''Hey Mahiru, I have a question for you!''

Everything happened really fast, from those words and the image of a waving Akane coming closer and closer, Mahiru's expression turned to one of pure horror before standing up so hard that she flipped the table and then ran away from the classroom at such a speed that the tanned girl was actually impressed.

"Huh…Someone has been training, but what's up with her?" Akane said as she scratched the back of her head. Now that she was in trouble without Mahiru, who was going to tell her what to do? The answer came in the form of a very excited Sonia.

"Fear not my lady friend! I have heard of your story by the plebeian art of gossip!" The princess said as she brought one of her royal hands to her chest and spoke proudly. "You need help choosing a gift for your beloved, yes?"

"Huh? I guess? I just want to know where to buy some nice chocolate." The gymnast tried to explain, but her blonde friend was in her own world.

"Just like the Japanese Drama 'Cover my heart in chocolate'! Oh, the romance! We will go to the city after class in our quest to acquire the tasty treat, and both of us will be 'the baddest bitches' in town"

"Y-yay?"

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After an epic quest, which consisted of going to a fancy store to buy some chocolate, and also an attempt to kidnap Sonia, leading to a car chase, which I'm sure no one wants to hear about, we found our heroine with the red box, ready to give it to the boy she loves. There is only a tiny little problem.

"Uuuugh, where is he?" She couldn't find him.

The first stop in her search for the short boy was an obvious one; the classroom of the 78th class. She peeked inside, sticking her head through the door. There were a few people inside, but none of them were Makoto. Some guys were sitting around a table playing cards, a pale girl with a strange outfit was drinking tea nonchalantly, and a skinny blonde guy was looking with disdain at a purple box a nervous girl was handing to him. He dumped it in a nearby trash can, a scowl on his face.

"What a jerk." Akane thought. "Such a waste of perfectly fine food!" Of course, she was mad about the chocolate being wasted and not about that girl's feelings, but said the girl actually had a blissful expression on her face, even drooling a little…

Not really understanding the situation, she just shrugged and walked away. The next stop was his room, but after knocking and waiting for almost a minute, it was clear that no one was inside. If the boy wasn't in his class or in his room, maybe he was in the third place that he spends most of his time; in the infirmary. Akane walked at a fast pace to the medical room. Makoto tends to trip a lot and get hurt; he says that is because of his Ultimate Luck, but she just thinks that he is a little clumsy.

"Hellooooooo Mikan!" Akane announced herself in a loud manner, opening the sliding door with such force that one can hear it crack a little if you listen closely.

"Eeeeeeek!" The resident nurse yelped and jumped almost a foot in the air by the surprise. Startled, she turned around and calmed a little when she saw her classmate. "O-oh, Akane, it is you. D-did you have a stomach ache from overeating again?"

Now that is a funny story. Some time ago, there was an eating competition between classes with quite the prize money for the winner of it. A lot of students tried their stomach limits in it, but the favorites were Aoi Asahina, a person who looked a lot like Byakuya Togami, but way nicer and wider than him, and of course Akane Owari. There were tears, drool, and even some puke. In retrospect, all of it was kinda gross, but in the end, the gymnast bested all and got the prize money… along with a huge stomach ache that forced her to stay in the infirmary for hours. It wasn't all bad though, as Makoto stayed beside her, holding her hand while he rubbed circles in her bloated belly with the other. It was nice…

"Nah, it's not that, but I told you I could eat twice my weight in steak!" The wild woman declared triumphantly.

"I-I didn't say you couldn't, I said you shouldn't..." The shy nurse muttered in a shy tone while fidgeting with her fingers, pressing her two index fingers together.

"Whatever, have you seen Makoto?" She scanned the room. There were a few empty beds and cabinets full of medicine bottles, but no trace of the short boy.

"N-no. He hasn't been here all day." Mikan knew him for the times he came with some minor injury or bruise, seeking treatment. He never got mad or screamed at her when she messed up something or accidentally (?) flashed herself at him, so she considers him a good person. "Ah! I'm s-sorry that I don't know where he is! I'm such an u-useless person, please forgive meeeeeee~" Poor Mikan started to bawl, her eyes teary and scared.

"Hey now, stop that." She got closer and delivered some nice head pats to the nervous girl. To other people, this would be a breach of their personal space, but Mikan seemed to enjoy the attention. "It's not your fault, I just have to keep looking for him," Akane reassured her friend, even she knew that Mikan has a lot of problems and insecurities and that they wouldn't get fixed so easily, but being kind to others always help, or at least that's what a certain Luckster likes to say.

Akane was at her wits' end; she already went to all the places he tends to hang out and still not a trace of him! Normally this wouldn't be such a problem; she could just wait for the end of the classes and meet him in his room, there was just one problem…

Grooooooowl

"I'm hungry…" she put her hand on her rumbling belly, trying to calm it down.

It was not her fault. She only ate four rice bowls and six eggs in the morning, so of course, she was hungry. Not only had the girl been running all around the academy wasting energy, but to make things worse, she was clutching a box of chocolate in her hands. People who know about Akane can tell you that she tends to have scarce self-control and that goes double when it comes to food, her excellent sense of smell picking up the sweet scent of chocolate even through the box.

"Maybe I can take just one…" she said, wiping away some drool from her chin. "N-no, I can't do that!"

This was a special gift for him and she wasn't about to mess it up only because she couldn't control her appetite.

"Well, I can always let Makoto touch my boobs…" She pondered for a second before shaking her head and letting out a frustrated sigh, "Ugh, that's no good, he can do that whenever he wants!"

Meanwhile in the 78th Classroom.

"I don't know why, but suddenly I'm really angry and jealous of Makoto…" Leon Kuwata muttered with a scowl on his face and a bunch of cards in his hand.

"Huh? The little guy? He isn't even here dude." Yasuhiro said before looking at his cards, a smile on his face. "Now go fish!"

"We aren't playing that dumbass!" The gang leader angrily stated. "We are playing poker!"

"What? I thought that we were playing Yu Gi Oh!" Said the artist of the class, glancing sadly at the five parts of Exodia in his hand.

"Huuuuuuh..." The baseball star cleverly expressed while trying to hide the Uno cards he was about to use.

"You are all a bunch of buffoons and I hate you all." This time it was Byakuya who intervened in the conversation, his patience already non-existing.

Back to Akane.

"Oh~ so it is true that you and the twerp are a thing."

Akane turned around to face the one who talked about her lover in a not-so-kind manner. She found a girl with huge strawberry blonde pigtails and light blue eyes. The girl in question looked rather bored.

"Don't know what you see in the herbivore boy but whatever…" her bland expression quickly changed into a wide smile, sort of like a cat "Buuuuut if you are looking for him, maybe I can help."

"You do?" Akane's expression brightened, opting to ignore the kinda rude comments of the girl. "Thanks, you are a lifesaver…hum…" The dark-skinned lady tried to recall the name of the familiar woman in front of her, she knew that she was in Makoto's class and her name was something like… "Junk right?"

Junko's lips tightened into a fine line for a second before changing back to her friendly expression. If she was being sincere, and Junko rarely was, she was getting tired of that stupid joke but no matter, she will soon have her fun.

"It's Junko dear," she said in a fake sweet tone. "I actually saw the ahoge boy in the back of the school with Sayaka.. and I'm sorry to tell you this but…" Junko covered her mouth with one of her manicured hands, trying to hide the devilish smile she was making right now. "Those two were actually kissing and touching each other everywhere."

"Oh." It was the only thing that Akane said in response to this information, her expression lacking any characteristic emotion. "You must be mistaking him with someone else then."

"There it is, the negation that always ends in sweet Despair~," Junko thought, almost tasting the glee of Despair. "But I'm sure it was them, I saw with these big beautiful eyes of mine." she changed to her 'cute' persona to reinforce her claim.

"Don't worry about it, everyone makes mistakes once in a while." Akane expressed in a carefree manner.

"...Huh?" Something was wrong here, Junko's analytical prowess was telling her so. "This idiot isn't acting or in denial, she is just talking matter of factly. What's going on?"

"Hey, maybe it was Hajime; those two look like two drops of water from behind." The gymnast chuckled a little, remembering a time she mistook them, even if the height difference should be a dead giveaway. "I didn't know those two were a thing, what a rare pair haha." Akane doesn't know what irony is.

"Wait a second." The fashionista mask was beginning to crack, her gaze getting colder. "What's with that attitude? How come you believe such a dumb possibility instead of what I'm telling you?"

"Well, that's easy. See, one time I asked him if he liked some other girl and he told me that he only loves me." Akane declared proudly, a hint of pink in her cheeks "So Makoto can't be smooching other girls."

Junko's face was totally blank except for her light blue eyes that had a dark aura to them. This girl could not be that naive and stupid, she had to be making fun of her somehow.

"That's IT? He just tells you something and you believe him?" A frown was appearing in the perfect face of the young model.

Akane looked puzzled by the things Junko was saying. "Well, of course, I believe him. Makoto has never lied to me, so why would I not believe him?"

"Because that's what boys do! They sweet talk to you until they get what they want and then they repeat the same with other girls. You can't just trust them." The despair lover was losing her composure by the second; she refused to believe that someone so stupid exists.

"But that's what couples do." The girl's face was serene and soft while she talked. "They trust each other no matter what, otherwise it would be impossible to be together or believe in their love." She looked at Junko with a bit of pity. "Sounds like you had some bad experiences, but don't worry, I'm sure you will find someone nice Junk-O."

"THAT'S IT!" She had enough, enough of this idiot, enough of her sappy love, enough of her stupid trust, and ENOUGH. OF. THAT. STUPID. JOKE. Junko stepped forward, raising a finger in a threatening manner. "You listen to me, you air-head bimb-"

"That's enough Junko."

A calm but familiar voice stopped Junko's rambling before things could get heated. The blonde turned to see the Ultimate Soldier, Mukuro Ikusaba, calmly walking toward them. She was also her sister but that's not that important if you ask Junko.

"Please forgive my big sister, she tends to take her jokes too far." Mukuro Ikusaba, the 16th student of class 78th, the one they call the Ultimate Soldier, was now standing beside her little sister, who looked rather tense. "If you are looking for Makoto, I saw him and Gonta walking together into the Entomologist lab."

"Really!?" The girl's face beamed with pure happiness. "Thank you Mukuro, we should have a fight sometime!" Akane was already speeding away from the pair of sisters while shouting that.

"..." Junko was glaring daggers at her big sister, eyes full of darkness and malice… before they came back to being bored and giving her a look of disappointment. "And why exactly did you do that Muku-nee? I was doing it for you, so you could make a move on that midget you have a crush on. Seriously why the fuck is he so popular?"

Mukuro didn't respond immediately to her sister, she just kept waving goodbye to the running girl until she disappeared behind a corner. Once out of sight the dark-haired girl let out a sigh before looking at her problematic little sister.

"I did have...feelings for him…still do…" The one-woman army grasped softly the hem of her white shirt, a small smile on her lips. "You are gonna laugh at me for what I'm about to say but…I think loving someone is wanting to see them smile and…" she grabbed her shirt a little bit tighter. "He smiles the brightest when they are together, so I'm really happy for them."

"Well you were wrong in one thing, I don't want to laugh…I wanna puke!" The fashionista loudly declared without shame. "Why is this school full of sappy idiots? Ugh, you were bad enough already, you ugly, stinky, fat big sister!"

Mukuro didn't respond to the barrage of insults that her sister delivered, she just stood there with her head low and a sad smile on her lips. Such a sad face suddenly turned into a surprised one when Mukuro was placed into a one-arm hug by Junko. She tried to see her little sister's face but it was hard to do in that position.

"C'mon let's just go eat some ice cream or whatever." Junko starts dragging her sister along, who was surprisingly strong despite her looks. "It's not entertaining if you don't react…"

"Junko…" The soldier smiled, a genuine one this time. "Thanks." The strange pair of sisters had a nice day together.

The door of the Entomologist lab smashed loudly against the wall when a certain woman decided to kick it open. The huntress's eyes scanned the bug-filled room until they locked on her prey, and before Makoto could understand what was going on, someone had already tackled him into a hug that sent both of them rolling to the floor.

"Ugh my ribs, I feel like I was run over by a bus," he said as he blinked several times to clear his blurry vision. He also had to look up to meet the eyes of his 'attacker'. "Akane?"

"Makoto!" The girl in question was currently in an interesting position, while Makoto was laying down she was straddling his hips and waist, a toothy grin on her face. "I've been searching for you everywhere, you know? But it doesn't matter now because I found you!" Akane was ecstatic to reunite with the boy once again, the wild gymnast was so happy that she even started to bounce up and down on top of him.

"I-I get it b-but please A-Akane just g-get up..." Makoto pleaded with a scarlet red face. Apparently having your voluptuous girlfriend bouncing on your lap was too much of a stimulus for the teen.

"Hmmm? Why?" The girl stopped her movement to look down at the boy, innocence in her face. When Akane sensed another presence in the room she moved her head to meet said person. "Oh, hi! You are that Gon guy right?"

"Gonta not know about this Gon person, Gonta's name is Gonta Gokuhara." The goliath of a man happily introduced himself. He wore a brown suit with a green tie that hugged tightly his muscular frame, and little circular glasses adorned his mature face. Gonta's body and presence could be intimidating but he acted in a friendly manner to everyone. "Pleased to meet you."

"I'm Akane Owari, nice to meet you too Goku." She turned around and raised to her feet, ignoring Gonta's troubled expression about his name, and helped Makoto up. "But what were you doing here together?"

"Well, that's because-"

"Makoto was teaching Gonta how to be gentleman!" The hulking teen states. "Being gentleman is Gonta's goal."

"Gentleman?"

"Just, let me explain." The shorter of the three cleared his throat.

Earlier in the day.

"C'mon dude spill the beans!" Leon was holding Makoto into a one-armed hug, although with how much strength he was using, one could think that the athlete was trying to choke the luckster… and maybe he was a little.

"Guh…I can't do that…"

They were currently on a break, classes had ended for now, and some of the students were relaxing in the halls. Leon decided to try and convince Makoto to share the 'juicy details' of his relationship with the older girl; the luckster was pretty adamant about not sharing them though. Finally, he broke free, rubbing his neck with a hand.

"Knock it off Leon, you know that a gentleman doesn't talk about those things."

"Gentleman?" A new voice joined the conversation. The two classmates turned to see a giant at their side.

"Hum, can we help you, dude?" Leon asked, sweating a little.

"You gentleman?" the muscular boy asked, ignoring the words of the redhead and leaned closer to Makoto, still towering over him.

" W-well…" The ahoge teen was a little intimidated right now, sure he was used to being with tall and muscular people thanks to Sakura and Nidai, they both were really nice and kind people, but that didn't mean that every mass of muscle was like them. Still, he tried to be polite. "I do know some things about manners."

"Wonderful!" The face of the suit-clad stranger lit up with a smile, the tension in the air melting. "Please help Gonta with the secrets of manners!"

"Gonta? Is that your name? I don't really mind helping you when I have some free tiiIIIIMEEEE?" Makoto couldn't help to raise his voice when Gonta grabbed his arm and dragged him down the hall at great speed. He wasn't mad at the younger boy though, Gonta was just really excited.

"...The fuck just happened?" Leon was left alone in the hallway, a dumbfounded expression on his face that turned into annoyance after a few seconds. "Tsk, what a tight ass he can be, it's not like sharing those things is such a big deal."

"Comments like that are why you don't have a girlfriend." Sayaka deadpanned while passing him in the hall, not even sparing a glance away from her phone. The baseball star wanted to retaliate, but he was afraid that his voice would crack from the embarrassment.

In the Entomology lab, the two 'gentlemen' were having a good time. Makoto was teaching Gonta basic manners: chewing with your mouth closed, holding the doors for others, giving your seat on the train or bus to elders or pregnant women, not shoving bugs in people's faces, wearing shoes, and maybe the most important of all, not dragging people like they were rag dolls.

Gonta learned a lot.

"And that's the story. Sorry that you had to search for me." The boy apologized, even if it wasn't really his fault.

"Don't care! Have this!" Akane shoved something unceremoniously into Makoto's arms, strongly enough to get a little 'oof' out of him.

"What is this?" he looked down to the object now in his hands, hazel eyes widening at the sight of a red-colored box in the shape of a heart. The only chocolate that the luckster received on Valentine's day was always from his mother and little sister, so he was happily surprised about the gift from his girlfriend and it showed in the light blush on his cheeks. "Akane I… Thank you for th-"

"Yeah yeah, just eat it already!"

Makoto frowned at this, he knew that his girlfriend could be a little blunt at times, but now she was just being a little rude. He gazed up to talk to her about it but instead, he got quite the strange scene in front of him, the girl in question had intense and hungry eyes, both of them focused on the box of treats. Drool was running down her chin profusely, some drops of it landing into her chest and sliding deeper into her cleav-EYES UP BOY!

"It was for you so I didn't eat it, not even one bite." She said as she put a hand on her stomach to stop the rumbling.

"..." After focusing again, he opened the box, a row of fancy-looking chocolate pieces inside, and offered it to the girl. "Here, have some."

The tanned girl shoots forward before stopping herself. "I can't, those are yours…"

Makoto chuckled. "You wanting to give them to me already means a lot… besides there is no rule against sharing them." He shakes the box a little and a bright smile appears on his lips.

The box disappeared from the luckster's hands like it was never there, to begin with. The gymnast was wolfing down the contents like she had been starving for days, and in less than a minute she was done. Makoto didn't bother to tell her how he actually didn't get to eat, not even one of them, for he didn't care anyway, because making her happy was good enough...but sometimes good actions are rewarded.

Grabbing the neck of his shirt, Akane pulled him into a long, loving kiss. His eyes shot wide open and his cheeks turned pink. It wasn't the first kiss they shared, but Makoto found it hard to get used to such an amazing sensation. Akane's eyes were closed, she was simply enjoying the moment. After a while they broke apart to breathe, his tongue instinctively ran along his own lips, which tasted like sweet chocolate.

"Hehehe, I like this Valentine thing," she said, her cheeks slightly pink.

"Y-yeah, me too…"

"Kinda unfair that only the boys get chocolates. I bet that Mahiru thinks the same." Akane pointed out, pouting a little.

"Huh? Don't you know about the White day?" The answer came in the form of a tilted head and curious eyes. "You see, a month from now there is something called White Day, which is when the boys have to give the girls a gift to 'return the favor' for Valentine's gift. Usually, it is something two or three times more valuable than the girl's gift."

She let out a gasp. "That means that you have to give me six boxes of chocolate!"

"That's six times what you gave me!" he said, ignoring the fact that he didn't get any chocolate at the end.

"Excuse me…" The forgotten entomologist talked in a timid tone, observing the whole thing with a mild blush, not knowing if he could intervene in the conversation, but his growing curiosity pushed his embarrassment aside. "If you were looking for Makoto why not call his phone?"

"..."

"...Hahaha, you are right! I forgot!" She let out a loud and hearty laugh while the ahoge boy just sighed behind her, a small smile on his lips.

Next month, Akane got 6 boxes of white chocolate and Makoto received a lot of chocolate-flavored kisses.

Omake:

"Stupid ball...where are you?" Even with all his complaints about how much he hates baseball, he still plays it from time to time for fun, claiming that he is gonna make it big in the music industry. Now he was just searching for a lost ball in the back of the dorms. "It has to be close."

"Ah~"

"W-what was…"

"Mnngh ah~"

Following the source of the sound, the wannabe punk looked up to an open window of one of the dorms. It was true that those rooms were soundproof, thanks to Ibuki, but it didn't work so well when you leave the door or window open.

"T-that's Makoto's room...but those noises." Leon shook his head. "N-no it can't be!"

"M-makoto~" A feminine voice mewled. "That's the spot… ah~... ha-harder!"

Leon started to run away from such suggestive sounds with tears in his eyes, cursing under his breath. "Lucky bastard!"

The scene in the 'Lucky bastard's' room wasn't exactly as his classmate imagined. Akane was laying on the bed without a shirt, body upside down so her breasts were pressing against the mattress giving quite the display of side-boob. Her face was red, a bit of drool down her chin, and her breathing was ragged, still, she looked content and relaxed.

"Y-you really like massages." Makoto was cleaning his hands with a towel, a light blush on his cheeks from the sounds he got out of her. "It's good that Nidai taught me how to do them, now I can help you with-" His voice died in his mouth upon the sensation of two soft things against his back and a pair of slender but strong hands on his chest. "A-Akane? What are you…" The only response he got was a low purr in his ear and the hands going lower and lower down his body. "Oh…"

This time they remembered to close the window.

And that's a wrap, folks!

Jesus this was even longer than the last one and it wasn't my intention at all. I hope that you got a few laughs, and maybe even feels, out of this whacky chapter.

I wanted to put some subtle details in this (like Akane sometimes talking a little like Makoto) and a lot of bad jokes.

Sometimes I will make an Omake like the one in this chapter. They are ideas that I don't really know how to make into stories, dumb gags, or things too spicy for this story...for now...

Also, I want you to know that I don't hate Leon at all…but I find it funny when he suffers.

Leave a review if you want, because it's one of the few things keeping me alive.

See ya!