Welcome back everyone hope you all enjoy this chapter and once again Hopps has done Makoto's FTEs so thank you to him anyways let's get to it and he also rewrote chapter 6 for me so again thank you my man.

Ichiro's POV

Ichiro's Dorm, Night Time

It was another day of survival for me, but I think after what happened to Teruteru and Hiyoko no one should try anything for at least a few days, hopefully. For me sleep was something that I needed, not because of the fact that sleep is healthy for you but, of what my dreams tell me. But at this point I don't think they are dreams but rather memories, I don't know how I'm recalling them but from what I've gathered it seems we have known each other for at least longer than five days. I also know sleeping would keep me from doing anything stupid at night especially with the new nightly patrol Twogami and Taka installed.

Quite honestly I don't know who is on watch, I would presume it would be some of the kids that are better fighters but, who knows at this point. I began to fall asleep to the Denzel Curry's Clout Cobain, somehow. I guess after five days in this hell while you can fall asleep to anything. I had finally dozed off and suddenly became immersed in my dreams or memories or whatever they are. I was walking through the school with Ryoko by my side and Makoto and Taka in front of us leading us through the school. We were on the floor I wasn't familiar with, but I was able to look out the window to see that we were five stories up. As far as I knew there were only five stories but it seemed as if the school was building a sixth story as the two boys stopped us and pointed to the taped off stairs. They seemed to be explaining to us what was going to be there but, as per usual I couldn't understand what they were saying.

After what felt like forever the group turned around and walked back towards the stairs but, like every time before, I was woken up by the damn bear before I could acquire any useful information that could lead to our escape from this dreaded hell hole.

"Rise and shine my favorite students, it's time for another day of paranoia," The bear screeched through the intercom waking up the students of Hope's Peak High School.

"Ugh, I really hate that bear," I groaned as I got out of bed and put my music inside of my dresser drawer. I considered keeping my knife with me but again decided against bringing it because who would kill me with a bunch of people around.

I walked to the shower, undressed, and got in to let the warm water hit me in the face as I washed myself off. After about five minutes of cleaning myself up I got redressed and walked out of my dorm where I met a similarly exiting Hajime just outside his room.

"Hey Hajime what's up," I asked trying to strike up a conversation.

"Nothing much, just trying to survive this wretched game," He replied,

"Aren't we all," I responded. We then walked to the cafeteria in silence, before I decided to continue the conversation after a few silent moments.

"So, how are you and Mikan doing," I asked, hoping the daring question would get more results than when I asked Mikan because clearly they have a thing for each other.

"We're good, why do you ask," Hajime replied

"Oh well I ask because a little rumor is going around that you two are an item," I asked, unbeknownst to him I made that up in hopes of getting him to spill the beans.

"What rumor I haven't heard anything like that," Hajime responded raising an eyebrow at me as he turned my way.

"I heard it from... Ryoko," I lied knowing she would have my back, hopefully if Hajime ever confronted her about it.

"Well I mean we are good friends but…" Hajime trailed off,

"But what," I asked egging him on. He never answers because we had at that point entered the cafeteria where scrambled eggs, crispy strips of bacon, and nice fluffy pancakes covered in syrup and butter lined the massive table that was set up with the circular tables connected to it so everyone could eat together. Each seat has a plate filled with the glorious breakfast that laid before us, Kirumi, Rantaro, Hifumi, and even Ryoma were all up putting the final touches on the food that lay before us. They invited us to take a seat which we did. We both sat next to each other at the end of the big rectangular table that was right next to the row of circular tables.

"So about that but," I asked trying to get a straight answer out of him.

"I think I'm good," Hajime spoke cooly.

"I'll get it out of you eventually Hajime" I joked.

"You say that as if I'll ever admit that I like her in that way," Hajime cockily replied.

"And the smoking gun, you just did," I laughed at Hajime's realization that he messed up.

"I hate you," He grumbled,

"Aw come on man, it won't be so bad," I tried to comfort him even though I was still chuckling to myself.

"You say that as if you won't tell everyone that," Hajime groaned as he put his face into the palm of his hands.

"Hey how about this, I'll play wingman for you if you agree to eventually go out with her at some point," I offered,

"Fine but only if you reveal who you like here," rHajime smirked,

"I ain't as dumb as you think Hajime, that's a no but my deal still stands," I answered,

"Fine," Hajime grumbled as he conceded defeat, retreating into his eggs.

Ryoko's POV

Cafeteria 7:15 AM

After the bear woke me up from my slumber breakfast was the first thing that came to mind. I had just left my dorm and I assumed I was one of the last people to arrive, considering that it was 7:15 which I was correct, only the likes of Hiro and Togami were not there yet but that was to be expected at this point. But then I noticed the plates of eggs, bacon, and pancakes and I immediately sat down and dove right into my food. At this point I felt a tap on my shoulder and I looked over to see Rantaro who to my knowledge didn't remember what his talent was.

"Ms.Katsumi is it, if you wouldn't mind I would like to speak with you because between you and me Hifumi isn't the best person to converse with l," He said as we both stole a glance at the overweight fanfic creator sitting next to him who was now talking the ear off Gundham who looked like he was about to punch Hifumi right in the face.

"Anyways I was hoping that I could talk to you instead," He said with a charming smile.

"I guess, I mean I've got nothing better to do besides scarfing this food down," I replied back.

"Sure, I wanted to know how you became a Track and Field Star. I mean you have to have a story, it takes some commitment to do that," Rantaro asked.

"Yeah it really did, my uncle, who was a former Olympian sprinter broke his leg which forced him to hang up the track uniform so to speak," I explained.

"So I assume he became your mentor," Rantaro guessed.

"Rather perceptive are we, but yes he is or I guess was now. But he started training me at a young age after I began to take an interest in the sport. He taught me everything I know," I explained.

"Right so, where were your parents, you seem rather fond of your uncle, did they leave you with him or something. I don't want to be intrusive just curious," Rantaro asked

"No no it's fine, my dad died when I was one and my mom was in and out of my life so she felt it best that she leave me with my uncle," I half lied.

"That's kind of sad, but I guess it's only fair if I tell you about myself then," Rantaro smiled softly. It didn't stay on his face long and it soon turned into a frown.

"I guess it is," I responded.

"I don't remember much of my past life, my family, friends, or my talent, but for some odd reason I know how to do random things like how to paint nails." He replied had expecting me to laugh at him, which I almost did but decided to hear him out.

"Quite honestly I don't know where I learned how but I'm willing to paint your nails if you ever want to look nice for that special someone," He continued before stealing a quick glance at Ichiro who sat a few seats away.

"What special someone," I asked playing dumb, which earned an eye roll from Rantaro.

"Word travels fast Ryoko, maybe you shouldn't have told Sayaka, she really likes to gossip," Rantaro smiled while I just flew through a whirlwind of emotions in about ten seconds. Namely, I went from angry to blushing and then to dejected.

"Just don't tell him all right, if anything I'll keep your offer in mind, maybe it will come in handy," I smiled before turning back to my unfinished plate and began stuffing my face with food again. In turn Rantaro smiled and turned back to his plate and began eating again while also in hopes that Hifumi doesn't talk to him again.

Makoto's POV

Cafeteria 8:23 AM

Breakfast has just about finished up when Sayaka, whose been a pretty good friend for these past few days, decides to leave. "I'll see you for dinner!" she chirps.

"I'm pretty sure that all of us will see all of us for dinner," I note.

"Haha, you're so funny, Naegi!" she titters. She skips daintily off and I can't help but mile in appreciation. I finish the rest of my waffles and dispose of my dishes into a receptacle. It doesn't take long for the rest of us to finally finish. As I'm putting away the dishes I hear someone humming and banging alternately on pots and pans. Eventually the sounds matriculate into a rhythm and I begin jamming out as the noise gets closer and closer.

When it gets too loud I turn around and see Ibuki, Leon, and Kaede all jamming out. "Hi guys," I say quietly.

"MA-KO-TO!" Ibuki rhythmically screams "WHAT IS GOOD MY MAN?!"

Her head, bobbing up and down, encourages me to bop alongside her. "Let's keep this energy going as we practice!" Leon screams excitedly. "Let's get this punk rock high rolling show on the road!"

Kaede laughs politely but I stand there, confused. "Hey, Hey Mister Naegi! Leonki and Kaedeki and Ibuki need an audience for our practice session. Do you want to join us? Give me a Y E S or N O E if you don't want shit!"

I blink and somehow Ibuki takes that as a sign of confirmation. Before I know it, Leon and Ibuki have wrapped my arms around their shoulders and they carry me off into the gym. I toss my head back and see Kaede resignedly following along. I can vaguely see her mouth "Sorry" as we turn into the gym.

To my utter shock one half of the gym has a soundstage all wired up for a punk rock concert while Nekomaru and his group begin to work out. I'm forcibly put down into a chair while Leon grabs his guitar and begins to play out a riff. I'll "Ibuki thinks you need a little more ...how you say…." She turns to me with the face of a thousand demons and I can't help but screaming. Then she cackles loudly and joins Leon on stage. The two of them begin playing a song that only sounds like demons mating in the deepest pits of hell, for lack of better words. "How was that Sucker Naegi?"

"Uhh," I stammer. "That was unique."

"Thanks Naegi!" Ibuki screams. "Leon-Simmons, take five. I wanna talk with our number one fan."

When did I say that I was their number one fan? Is what I thought.

"You know Ibuki likes thinking of music as a way to talk about feelings without having to talk," Ibuki says.

"Why is that?" I ask, curious.

"Ibuki always had issues with her tone of voice and the way she presented herself. I decided to take to music as a way to channel Ibuki's thoughts."

"Weren't you a part of--"

"A band of other folks? Like me? Heck yeah but they were too much like me and didn't like to change," Ibuki solemnly says.

"Well, maybe you leaving was for the better?"

"You bet your sweet japanese bippies it was! Ibuki is now able to scream her feelings much better and way louder than ever before! Ibuki loves connections and now Ibuki has one of Ibuki and Naegi!"

Though I'm a bit scared of her after her performance, I thank her and she continues to sing. "THIS TIME WE ARE INTRODUCING KILLER KAEDE ON THE KILLING KEYBOARD OF KILLS!"

The music still scares me but you know what? I actually enjoy it.

Ryoko's POV

Hallway 8:52 AM

I had just finished breakfast and was going to walk around for a bit l, probably visit the arcade or something like that. I had just said my goodbyes to Rantaro and Kirumi as well as a few others who still lingered in the cafeteria to help Kirumi clean. I walked down the pretty deserted hallway before I heard someone yelling a lot of cuss words coming out of the A.V. Room. I decided to investigate the matter. I opened the door to find Miu sitting at a chair cussing one of the computers out, seemingly frustrated with it in some way.

"Miu… what are you doing," I asked startling her.

"Well for your information, Leggy League Runner this Golden Brained Genius is trying to hack these computers here to see if we can get some internet access to see what the fuck is going on," Miu explained while somehow insulting me at the same time.

"Alright Miu, but isn't that against the school rules," I asked.

"There isn't any rule against that for your information so lay off," she stated.

"Well did you figure anything out," I asked curious if she found out anything about our captor or how to get out.

"What are you a dumbass, did you not hear me cussing out the fucking thing, it's literally fucking impossible to get internet access here. It's like this place fucking forgot to set up a WiFi hotspot or something," She complained,

"Yeah I guess, maybe you can get more results from the computer lab," I explained,

"What do you mean, ain't that thing supposed to be fucking locked," She asked,

"Ichiro and I got in just find a few days ago," I answered back,

At this point the bear decided that it was his time to shine, and decided to join us while we chit chatted about our predicament. "Right you are deary the Computer Lab is supposed to be locked, but the damn thing was so rusted over that even the hack Ichiro could open it without much trouble." Monokuma explained,

"What the hell do you want," I demanded not happy that the stupid black and white bear decided to pop up out of no where again.

"I just wanted to greet my favorite two girls of this game," He replied smirking at the two girls.

"Get lost you sorry excuse for a machine," Miu answered.

"Fine then I guess I'll add my new rule then leave your dreaded hospitality," He replied seemingly angry before disappearing once again.

Our hand books gave a small ding, we pulled out our books and it showed a new rule was added, we both flipped to the rules section and scrolled down to see indeed a new rule was added

Rule 9: You are not allowed to mess with any of the electronics that belong to this school including school computers, cameras, etc.

"Well fuck," we bit said at the same time.

"Well I guess there is no point of staying here any longer," Miu spoke before leaving me behind to go off to who knows where. I stood there for a moment before I followed Miu's example and left to the arcade to join most likely Chiaki in there.

Makoto's POV

Gym 12:03 AM

Ibuki and Leon finish up one final song and I stand up and give them a polite round of applause before heading off with Kaede to the cafeteria. "I didn't know you liked punk rock," I start.

"I don't," Kaede says with a smile too big. "But it's like Ibuki said, and anything that keeps us united rather than divided is better than not. What do you think we'll have for dinner tonight?"

"I'm hoping for some sushi. I wonder if Monokuma is too cheap for that. Who is helping Kirumi today?"

"I am," Kaede says. "So wish me luck."

"I wish you luck," I say as she turns into the cafeteria.

It's still a little early so I decide to wander the halls, accidentally finding a linen closet near the laundry room full of unused cloth and other materials the cloth was folded up nicely in a set of cabinets. Presumably for those who didn't have any clothes to change into while they were washing their own clothes.

As I peer around another corner, I see Tsumugi Shirogane peered over with her hands on her knees looking for something in the mess of cabinets. She pokes her head in slightly as I slowly walk up to her. "Uhhh, Tsumugi?" I asked gently.

She jumps up with a fright and hits her head on the top of the cabinet and I wince and run over to her quickly. It doesn't look like she's bleeding but she's been looking in a cabinet full of red linens so it's hard to tell if there was blood anyway. "I'm fine, I'm fine. There's no bleeding," she says quickly. I guess that answers my question. "Hi Naegi."

"What were you doing in here?"

"I'm the Ultimate Cosplayer. I was looking at the colors for inspiration for my latest craft."

"What exactly are you going to be making?" I ask, my interest piqued.

"Maybe a red riding hood outfit with inspiration from little Isabella Garcia Shapiro," she says. "That's after my posing with Yamada."

"Yamada?"

"He's just so fascinated by me that it's somewhat refreshing. He likes the woman behind the cosplay rather than the cosplay itself," She says with hints of attraction in her voice. "It's not like I'm attracted to him, it's more like it's something new rather than the same old, same old."

"Well who are we to judge?"

"I wish I grew up with people who had an attitude like that. It was easy in my little factory village to attack people who just ...who just…"

She seems to twitch as she recalls all of her issues with her past. I back away hesitantly, backing into another cabinet and it causes a clutter. Tsumugi gets out of her funk and races to me, voicing her various concerns about my head and my foot and whatever appendage she has her hands on. "Tsu-Tsumugi I'm fine," I stammer.

"Good," she says, calming down again. "I'm sorry about that dump of information. It was so uncharacteristic of me to do that. So uhh," she starts.

"If you ever run out of ideas do you ever just cosplay other people?" I asked hesitantly.

"Me? Oh no," she says sadly. "It's one of my greatest failings."

"How is that a failure?" I asked innocuously.

"It's because I've been asked to model a dress for my dear mom," she said quietly. "But I just broke out in hives and cospox and just...just started bleeding. I don't know what it is but I ruined her dress and she just kept screaming and--"

"Shh," I try to hush her. "Just take a deep breath. What is Cospox?"

"C-C-Cospox is just that. I can't put on clothes of any other person without just, just breaking out into hives, or worse. It's never been as bad as but sometimes it happens."

"Well, maybe you want to wear my shoes?"

"Yes, that would be fine, I've never gotten the pox from shoes before." I take off my shoes and hand them over to her. She puts them on gingerly and she winced, but after five minutes of her wincing, I'm one hundred percent confident that they're pretty good.

"They look nice on you."

"Thanks, but I don't want to put it on for too long," she sighs. "I really like your shoes Naegi. I'll have to get them when I get out of her."

"It's good to find another optimist in this place," I say, relaxing against a pile of pillows.

"Sure…" she starts. "You could call me optimistic."

"Now let's get going. I think the lunch buffet is just about started."

"Oh you go ahead Mister Naegi," she says all too formally. "I'm still hunting for the perfect fabric, and for that matter a new pillow after Yamada drooled over it."

"That's pretty gross."

"You can say that again."

"That's pretty gross."

She smiles and pushes me out of the room. "I'd like to do it without distractions, no matter how nice they may be," she says as nicely as possible. "But thank you for your time Naegi."

I smile as she slams the door behind me. She must really want to get back to her project as soon as humanly possible. I shrug lightly and head off to the Lunch Buffet. Laid out on the buffet is a succulent looking rump roast surrounded by juicy oranges and pineapples, all around a whole lot of tea leaves. I grab a plate and immediately make my way towards it but was stopped by a tanned and strong arm. "Hold up there Makks," Akane tells me. "You've gotta appetize it just by looking at it first. Just look at the crispness of that meat, and you gotta get those juices going with a whole lotta fruti in your belly."

"Whatever you say Akane."

"Hey don't sweat it. I don't want you to spoil the fun of eating it," she jokes.

HoppsRJ: Glad to have you man, hope you stick around for the whole ride

And that's the chapter please like favorite and review it always helps and like always I'll be taking my leave and vote on the poll on my profile like I've said I want you guys involved so please take use of it. Also a little change in the rotation it will remain the same but I will be writing to Total Drama chapters before returning back to Danganronpa it shouldn't change the schedule too much maybe a couple extra days but anyways thanks for reading.