I know that this isn't Valentine's Day. As people who follow me on Tumblr already know, I was freaking out about the shooting on Valentine's Day and was in too much of a panic to post this. (the reason why is explained on my Tumblr, and I kinda don't want to go into detail in the author's notes)

Anyway, since I'm relatively back to normal now, I can finally publish this.

Something about February always feels weird. Like some shit I cannot comprehend is pulling the strings of couples around me to suddenly feel all kissy. It is the worse around the fourteen, which my mom and dad explained to me was what people used to call Valentine's Day. A day focused entirely on this feel-good shit.

I walk into my desk that I work at. Although I joined the Committee a long time ago, it still bothers me that the younger me only did it for the money. Guess I was a shit person. Still am a shit person. If I truly wanted to someone great, I would've left a long time ago to join up with the Future Foundation, Saviors of Humanity, or some other rebel group or organization. God knows that they would love all of my insider information.

Yeah, but it is too late now. You're Kirigiri's bitch, Akiza tells me. It is strange that she first appeared inside my head the first day of high school. I thought this is not how DID is supposed to work. Apparently, I'm wrong.

Don't say that, there's nothing wrong with you if you stay with the true hope of the Committee. Ignore what Junko says, she's a crazy bitch anyway.

I sigh and try to get to work. Yuki is not at work yet, so I just stare at the big pile of paperwork, not wanting to do them. It is fucking boring and I rather be put through another Killing Game. We are lucky that nobody died, otherwise things would be super awkward. And I can't be awkward with Mitsu-cho. It was already awkward leaving her gang, and I don't want to pull more strain on our relationship. Only if it was something romantic.

"God, who died this time?" I ask as I start flipping through the report. Just some person named Kashiwagi Miyazawa. It is weird that her first name is a typical last name...though I guess nothing beats being named after a dog. Yes, I'm still bitter about my parents naming me Akita. Akitas aren't even that cute or helpful, all they do is typical dog things! This is why I'm a cat person. The moment I moved into my own apartment I adopted a cat and named her Mochi. I don't know why Mochi, but I think that Yasu person had a rabbit named Mochi too. I'm pretty sure that rabbit has died from old age by now.

Because I really do not want to pay attention to the report, since Yuki will solve the case anyway much faster than me, my mind drifts on to other stupid, dumb, boring things. I guess this is finally something not boring though. This day five years ago all of my classmates and I escaped the Killing Game. To celebrate, we decided to meet up together again after not seeing each other for so long. It is not our fault that the mastermind decided the ditch the twenty of us. They said they had more important matters to attend to and that's that. The laziest mastermind ever. God, it's not like if the Killing Game actually took place, I would be the first one killed. That would be stupid.

Akita, Akita, don't be an idiot, as the Ultimate Ringleader, it's your job to be the first killed!

To be honest, I figured out that I wasn't the true Ultimate Mediator pretty quickly during my time in Hope's Peak Academy, with the help of Shiro. Though we cannot find anything about the one before me, even evidence she existed. The only thing I got is my gut, and I know that isn't a lot. Depending on your gut is fucking stupid. Then again, this apparent talent of mine, Ultimate Ringleader, is even stupider-

"Oh, Akita-chan, you're at work today!" Suddenly, Kazuhiko bursts through my door. His long-time girlfriend, Ayano Kamukura (who swears her last name is just a coincidence), follows after him.

"You're gonna have to pay for that door if you do that anymore," I smirk. I'm always at work though, right? I swear to God, Aki and Akiza, if you try anything, I'm gonna...do something!

"That'll be easy. I'm just so excited for tonight! Think about the stories all of them will know!" he announces.

"Yeah," Ayano says, being as silent and mysterious as ever. Even after all these years, I haven't heard a phrase that is longer than three words come out of her mouth. And three words are rare.

It is silly to think that I used to be mad at these two, but I have learned that sixteen-year-olds are stupid. Kazuhiko posted an article about me but it meant nothing. I've become surprisingly forgiving in my old age of twenty-one. Plus something inside me tells me to trust Kazuhiko, however, I don't trust myself that much. I got two batshit personalities in my head, why would I trust myself? But moral of the story is still that sixteen-year-olds are goddamn stupid.

"Oh God, it's you two..." Yuki sighs as he makes his way through the door. "Akita, we need to go now."

"What do you mean?"

"Yes, can't we just hang out for a little? The news today is quite slow," Kazuhiko ponders. Ayano nods her head.

"It's Hideyoshi-"

"Whelp, that's my cue to go. Ayano and Kazuhiko, we can talk later." Ignoring Kazuhiko, I quickly join up with Yuki as the both of us head to wherever that son of a bitch Hideyoshi is now. I wonder if his BFF for life, Kaneshiro, is with him. The one thing good about these alters of mine is that they somehow know all about this shit.

Yet another warehouse. Yet another dead body. Nobody is able to identify who she is, only that she is a she due to all the privates being there. She is completely naked. The only thing on her body is a bracelet. Her hair is long, well kept, and black, the same color of her still open eyes. All of her body hair is shaven, so, along with her clean head hair and skin, it is clear to see she wasn't any of the homeless that stay around here. Sadly, all of her teeth have been pulled off of her mouth, probably when she was still alive, so we have to wait till somebody tells us who she is. Right now she's just another Jane Doe.

This girl has twenty-one stabs wounds on her body. Most of them are small and only breach the surface of the skin layer, drawing little bits of blood. The last one, though, goes through her neck and is very deep. I also see that her mouth has been poorly stitched together. Probably a way to make her feel more despair since she was most likely conscious through all of that. Last of all though, her vagina seems to be stapled for some reason. All I could do was stare at my hands and wonder what Hideyoshi would've done to me, his very own cousin if I wasn't rescued in time...

Whoever this girl was, she most certainly didn't need to die this way. I'm so sick of Hideyoshi being a serial killer! Why can't things go back to how they used to be, with all of us being hope-filled idiots? The days where Hideyoshi, Yuki, and I used to play together until we tire ourselves out to the point of collapsing. God, I've become sentimental in my old age.

"That son of a bitch...this is clearly Hideyoshi's doing," Yuki comments. He grabs Hideyoshi's calling card that just has a poorly drawn picture of a clown sticking his tongue out at us.

"Aaaaahhhhh!" The both of us turn around to see somebody we both know very well behind us, Minato Ueda. If they keep getting into situations like this, then I'll just have to keep on saving their poor ass.

"Minato!? Don't look! How did you even come here anyway?" I ask them.

"I just..." Minato faints. They must not be used to the overbearing smell of a body that is slowly beginning to decay. As somebody who takes part in these investigations, I remember the first time Yuki and I had a case I threw up. God, that's embarrassing.

"Well, um, I guess I can take them home..." Not wanting to be here either, since I feel bad for the girl, and I want to beat Hideyoshi to a senseless pulp, I pick up Hideyoshi and quickly make my way out of there.

Quickly dismissing myself from the Ueda household, since they wouldn't stop asking me questions I can't answer, I make my way back to my apartment. Why? Because nobody gives a shit if I actually come to work. As long as I respond as summoned, I'll get paid, not fired, and not killed for knowing too much. Though it is always painful to see the untrustworthy stares on the streets as word quickly spreads on who is part of the Committee. If I hadn't been part of a gang before, they would've certainly jumped me by now. Everybody can probably guess that somebody with as many scars as me isn't somebody to mess with.

"Oh, hey, it's Akita Yamazaki, my favorite person." Suddenly, Ayano Kirigiri appears out of nowhere. Whoever decided that naming her and Nishiki the same name is an idiot.

"Ms. Kirigiri...why are you here?" I question her. I have to be careful about what I say around her. Lord knows that saying one wrong thing will end up with my head on a stick. That's something I don't want.

"You're gonna be with your friends, right, tonight? Oh, how I've always waited to ruin Valentine's Day for my father!" Ayano shouts. Everybody is paying attention yet she doesn't care. She hits me with a random ass baseball bat...

Excuse me for the time being, okay? Puhuhuhu.

When I wake up again, I realize I'm in another alleyway. It is strange since there are two girls I haven't meet before hovering over me, along with one boy that I did know, studying me.

"Shinichi, are you sure this is a good idea? She just tried to kill our asses."

"I-I'm sure, Hanako wants her," Shinichi responds. I'm quickly confused by the whole situation. Why is Shinichi, out of all people, the person that is here? What just happened? There better not be any dead mockingbirds around...wait, why am I thinking that?

"Yeah, yeah, I want another person to join our party. K? K. Name's Emilynn McKay, Ultimate Lucky Student. Good to see you again Sae." Sae? I heard Aki and Akiza mention that name before, but I still have no idea what any of this means. My brain is gonna fucking explode.

"Oh, I'm Hotaru Amemori, the Ultimate Archer. Nice to meetcha!"

"Hm...want to officially join our party, Sae?" Emilynn proposes. She holds out her hand and I cannot help myself from grabbing onto it. My God, what am I doing?

You fucking idiot, I hope you die in a fire.

Haha, instead of romantic stuff, you get weird AUs. This is why you shouldn't trust asexual people with Valentine's Day specials. Even shippers like me.

So more teases to award people that read the extra content (so basically I guess all my specials are the Zero of this universe). Talking more about what changed in this AU would be spoilers. Maybe I would write more since this was a little rushed to meet a deadline (goodbye Minato scene). So this is an AU where Shinichi, Emilynn, Hotaru, and Akita (the most likely group of characters) team up to take down the Committee! Yippee.

Now review time~ Since this story is now rated M for fuck and vagina. I can't go one story without that M rating. Also there's a Best Girl poll up now...kill me.

AnonChan1-Hiya back! Maybe, maybe not.

TheRoseShadow21-Thanks. :) I like weird and symbolic things. I mean, I think everybody can tell that after chapter 1-4. Don't kill them mockingbirds.

ShadedLyht-Well, it is what it is. That is kinda the joke of the Halloween chapter. XD The Valentine's Day one is horrific, while the Halloween one is sweet. Here's more Akita pain. Good to know about that. You don't want to know how hard I worked on that outline for that mystery (since that's one of the main things I focused on since I found myself disappointed in a lot of SYOC worlds).