In the blink of an eye, the group found themselves in another room. It wasn't a room Taka recognized, it didn't really look like it belonged in a school either. It was rectangular in shape and rather large; it was also empty of any objects whats so ever, not even a camera. It appeared to be made completely out of un-painted wood, from the floor to the walls to the ceiling. It almost looked like a box.
The black haired prefect looked over to the white haired prefect, he looked absolutely terrified. The pale complexion of his face had started to turn an unhealthy shade of blue as he breathed unevenly. He looked like he was going to be sick.
"Wha-…. Where are we?" Mondo asked, his mouth going dry out of nervous fear.
"Doesn't matter" A simple reply as a figure emerged from the non-existent shadows. A face that they had all seen way to much today. The man smiled an eerie smile and nodded his head in a sort of greeting. "Hello Black, White."
The stranger dressed a similar uniform as Taka, with the exception of the black coloration on one half and a small pendent of Monokuma on the black side of his collar.
He crossed his arms and tilted his head to the side with a cute smile. "Why Kiyodai, what are you doing here?" He asked, as if scolding him gently.
Mondo moved his mouth try to say something but nothing came out. This was too weird. The Monochrome colored Taka smirked.
"That's sweet. To see you two so close, it almost makes me miss my Mondo."
Mondo and Taka blushed in unison as they pulled apart. MMIshi sighed as his smile dropped. He walked uniformly towards them while he spoke, his arms folded behind himself.
"I wasn't expecting to have to deal with you so soon." He stopped in front of Mondo making unbearably strict eye contact. "I had the right of mind to leave you for last, Kiyodai. Are you deliberately trying to throw away my efforts?"
Mondo just stared. He swore he could see murder in those ruby eyes, something he hoped he'd never see.
MMIshi stomped he boot hard against the wooden floor, making the group jump and flinch.
"Do NOT ignore me!" He demanded loudly. "Answer me in a clear tone Mondo, was your intrusion intentional or not?"
Mondo was stunned for a brief moment, but that was far too much time to take. MMIshi frowned an impressive frown.
"OWADA!"
"NO." Mondo replied in an equally loud voice. "How the FUCK would I even fuckin' know your plans?! You shouldn't even freakin' exist, this is fuckin' insane! Complete bullshit!" His outraged voice carried attitude, something the Monochrome sadist did not care for in the least.
In one swift motion, MMIshimaru slapped the raging biker square across the face. Mondo was taken back for a second before quickly falling into more black rage. Then as if reading off a script, the less then amused mastermind flicked out a small yet sharp dagger from his black side boot, and held it firmly to Mondo's neck, stopping the biker's next move dead in its tracks.
"Hey! What are you doing!?" Screamed a frantic Taka, instantly leaping for the dagger. MMIshi simply used his free limb to back-hand the prefect with a closed fist, not even batting an eye, sending him mercilessly to the floor. Mondo quickly moved toward his injured beloved but was stopped instantly by the sharp pain of the blade pressing into his throat. Pink blood dripped slowly from the otherwise minor wound. Taka looked up horrified at Mondo, tears leaking from his crimson eyes onto the purple whelp forming on his cheek. Mondo…. was bleeding…
MMIshi glared at Mondo, "I expect obedience Kiyodai, despair is nothing without order. And without proper order," He glanced over at the frightened Taka, eyes glued to the both of them. "there is always the possibility that people will get hurt." Mondo said nothing in reply but instead bared his teeth in anger, knowing what the monochrome meant.
"Do you understand me Owada?" MMIshimaru asked calmly. Mondo stubbornly kept his teeth clenched. The dictator's eyebrow twitched in irritation. He pressed harder on the dagger, making the small flow of blood noticeably larger. The biker merely growled at the pain, but when he heard the chocked sobs that the trembling Taka tried so desperately to keep quiet grow louder and more frantic, his heart sank, and so did his stubborn pride.
"Yeah… yeah I hear ya…"
Seemingly satisfied with the response, MMIshi turned his divide attention to the last member of the trio.
Ishida had kept completely quite and still on the sidelines aside from his erratic breathing. He kept his eyes on the floor, head down in surrender. MMIshi looked upon the albino prefect with a cheerful smile.
"What's wrong White, you look as if you've been left out."
The flaming eyed prefect flinched at the mention of his pet name.
The dictator looked sternly at Mondo, like an owner starring down his dog ordering him to 'stay'. He slowly moved the blade away, and when Mondo show no sign of attacking, he removed it completely and marched over to Kiyondo, the smile back on his face and blade in hand.
As soon as the weapon was off of him and the sadist out from in front of him, Mondo fell to his knees, gathering the already scrambling Kiyotaka in his arms. He held him for what seem like an eternity, he never wanted to hear his beloved kiyodai make those awful sobbing noises ever again, the memory of it was enough to break his heart a thousand times over. The hall monitor held onto him briefly, snuggling his tear-sticky face into the nape of his neck and wrapping his arms around the width of his wide shoulders. He was overjoyed that he didn't do anything stupid. But quickly pulled back to examine the cut on the biker's neck, wiping the wet blood away carefully with his thumb to get a better look. He saw the wound wasn't nearly as bad has his panicked heart had initially thought.
When he was satisfied, he smiled and planted a soft kiss on Mondo's neck near the wound. The stunned delinquent blushed a thousand shades when he felt the feather-light contact of the prefect's lips on his skin. Taka pulled him back into their 'hug', fingers slightly pulling on the long un-dyed part of Mondo's hair.
"Thank god it's not bad."
MMIshi stopped square in front of the Ishida, but the albino prefect didn't look up at him. The dictator bent down, trying to get in his line of view but the albino just moved his eyes to look at another interesting piece of floor.
"Aw, come now White, don't tell me you're still mad at me for earlier?" MMIshi asked innocently. The white haired hall monitor clinched his fists at his sides. The monochrome dictator smirked. "Ha, so you are?" He let out a sigh of exasperation. "I did not mean to offend you by my gesture, I merely thought that you hadn't a use for it anymore and that I could put it to better use myself, that's all."
Taka watched them over Mondo's shoulder as he listened. (Mondo however, was not. He was still hovering in bliss from the small peck the prefect had placed on his bare skin.) The prefect blurted out a question without thinking,
"What did you do to him?"
The moral compass did recall his white haired counterpart acting out of character whenever this Mastermind was mentioned, trading in his normal rude attitude for one of a traumatized abuse victim.
The dictator looked down at the two of them kneeling on the floor, bodies slightly entangled, Taka intently in-tuned while Mondo's mind drifted in a place far away. He smiled mischievously as he moved beside Ishida and laid against him rather lazily, his arm around his tensed shoulders.
"Do you really want to know?"
