"Oh wow, he's not even gonna argue with me! You're such a good Kiyodai, Bla-"
"NO STOP! DON'T! DO NOT! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU DO THIS TO YERSELF!?"
"Isn't it obvious silly, it's all because he lo- Whoops! No wait, this will be good~"
MMIshi hummed to himself, biting the tip of his thumb threw his leather glove in new found anxious excitement.
"No wait, wait Black! Don't do it yet, just hold on a moment!"
Taka stopped pushing blade into his skin with shaky hands and lazily looked over to his double. Mondo watched the mastermind nervously as he as he continued to speak,
"Don't you have something you want to tell Kiyodai?"
MMIshi prompted with a mischievous smile. Taka stared confused. Something to tell him? The dictator rolled his eyes.
"Isn't there something you want to CONFESS to Mondo?"
Taka's heart skipped a beat. There was something he wanted to confess. Something he'd wanted to say since they had the endurance contest in the sauna and became bros. Something he wished they both could share from the bottom of his heart and wanted more than anything.
Mondo looked from Taka to MMIshi and then back again with worried eyes.
"What? What are you talking about- Kiyodai what is he talking about?!"
Taka rested his hand with the weapon on his chest, a pepper light blush coating his blood drained, pale cheeks. He tried to swallow the nervous lump in his swollen throat. He could do this, no time like the present, besides if things went south he was going to kill himself anyway.
The sadist nodded and motioned with his hands, trying to get him to hurry up. Taka opened and closed his mouth a few times, trying to get the words to come out, but they wouldn't (in more ways than one). Being under Mondo's intense gaze made him feel shy and exposed, but it also made him want to tell him so much more.
"Would you hurry up and do it already!"
MMIshi yelled impatiently.
The prefect took in a deep breath and squeezed his eyes shut.
"I-…I LO..OVE YOU M..ONDO!"
A few moments past and when he didn't hear a response, he hesitantly opened his eyes. Mondo was on the brink of tears again, but his time it was for a completely different reason. His face was flushed and his mouth was slightly agape.
"…you damn idiot.. why didn't you tell me earlier…"
The biker asked quietly. Taka felt a heated wave run through his entire being. That means Mondo feels the same way, right? He- he loves him back? Taka smiled a goofy smile.
And so did MMIshi.
"Awwww! 3 This is so sweet to watch! Like cotton candy, so sugary sweet and fluffy! It really is a treat to see~ But unfortunately all good things must come to an end."
He sang, pulling his last dagger and raising it high into the air, steadying his aim by holding onto Mondo's shoulder, the target right between the larger man's eyes.
Taka screeched and flailed, trying to get up and run over to stop him. The last bit of skin on his hand ripped apart, releasing him from the floor, but regardless he was too weak to actually stand and move.
"N- OOOO! PLE.. EASE!"
"You have the tools to save him, do something about it!"
The sadist ordered smugly.
"NO KIYODAI, DON'T-!"
Taka didn't hesitate to move the dagger to the closest place on his body, piercing himself handle deep right below his rib cage. The hall monitor's body instinctually folded around the pain, his back coming of the ground and falling back again as he coughed up a small amount of blood, his eyes wide in surprise with how much it hurt, it burned.
Mondo screamed, and the Mastermind laughed.
"Oh wow! You really are obedient when Kiyodai's at risk! You didn't even stall you just- did it!"
He admired openly, tossing his blade walking over to the bleeding mess on the floor with sparkling eyes. Taka gasped noisy wet breaths, eyes struggling to stay open and conscious.
So much blood.
"You're so BRAVE Black! Even braver then I thought you'd be- hell, I wouldn't have killed myself for Kiyodai! You're so strong! Stronger than me, stronger than Mondo, and way WAY stronger than White!"
MMIshi continued to praise his dying double as Mondo cried, sobbing things like 'no, why would you do that' and 'not for me, this is my fault'. The dictator kneeled down, grabbing the prefect's hand with the blade, pulling it out and thrusting it back in again.
"You've really earned my respect! No really, I mean it, you're so cool! You know, White on the other hand, I think im completely over him. He is such a COWERD. He even ran off to save his own skin and left you guys here to die. TO DIE! I never expected that from him to be honest. So I guess he broke my expectations too. He's even WEAKER than I thought he was- !"
KSSHHLUCK! ….. Drip…drip….
The room went silent aside from the sound of blood dripping onto the wooden floor.
"IM NOT WEAK 'N I DIDN'T ABANDON THEM!"
Ishida screamed, wiggling the specially engraved handle of the pick-ax, trying his best to wedge it out of the body. Getting irritated, he put the flat of his boot on the mastermind's back and jerked the metal edge of the pick out of his skull, making a gross fleshy sound as the twitching corpse fell to the ground. The albino grunted as he swung the pick-ax down like a hammer into the unrecognizable face of his double again, making it even more so.
The flesh masked Mondo robot released the extremely concerned biker. He wasted no time running to his kiyodai, sliding onto his knees at his side. He hoovered his shaking hands over him, not knowing what the best thing to do was. He decided that take out the dagger skewered in between prefects split hand was the best thing and he threw it aside. Taka looked up at him and smiled shyly, his crimson eyes heavy with fatigue. Mondo gave him his best smile back, though it didn't look much like a smile, more like he was about to burst into tears again.
"K-kiyodai… oh my god... im so sorry this happened to you.. im- im so sorry.."
Mondo gently cupped the side of his face, his thumb tracing his brow and the side of his eye.
"..kiyodai ca..an I ask you for… something…?"
Mondo, as easily as he could, slowly lifted Taka's back until he was somewhat sitting up and supported him with his own body, holding him as close and as gently as he could.
"Anything man, you name it."
Taka rested his head on Mondo's shoulder.
"…could you.. kiss me…?"
Mondo sniffled, tears threating to spill over.
"Of course I will, ya don't even gotta ask I've wanted to do that for a while now anyway."
The biker lifted the prefect's face sweetly by his chin. Taka's eyes fluttered closed, his lips slightly parted. Mondo lowered his head, pressing their lips together, softly, but with passion. He could taste the iron in the blood that covered Taka's lips in small blotches, not something that he imagined he was taste when they finally shared their first kiss. After a few moments he pulled back and look down at the hall monitor. He wore an even wider grin on face now, a faint amount of color visible on his cheeks. He snuggled his face into the inner part of Mondo's shoulder, folding his grotesquely mangled hand and beaten arm onto his lap, only wincing slightly at the pain, and grabbed onto Mondo's lose tank top with his other. He sighed with happiness as he relaxed in the delinquent's warm arms.
He was SO warm and so comfortable.
Mondo wrapped both arms around him and gave him a light squeeze, kissing the top of his head.
"Hey! If you don't want him ta die we gotta get him help NOW."
Ishida said simply, the urgency of the situation rushing back to Mondo.
"Yer right! Kiyodai imma pick you up now, okay?"
The biker asked as he looked down at the limp body in his arms. The color drained from his face.
"KIYODAI? KIYOTAKA?!"
Ishida rushed over and placed his fingers on the prefect's neck.
"He's got a pulse but it's really faint, we gotta move now!"
Mondo scooped Taka fully into his arms and rose quickly. He looked around franticly, no doors. There were no doors in this room.
"Where do we go?! Where do we go?!"
The albino prefect marched quickly over to the wall he had disappeared threw earlier and Mondo followed. When he reached the wall he instinctually blinked, and when he opened his eyes again they were no longer in the empty room, but in front of the bath house. He didn't understand but also didn't care. Mondo began to scream for anyone who could hear him.
"HELP ME! HELP ME PLEASE, GOD DAMMIT I NEED HELP!"
Almost instantly, Byakuya appeared out of the cafeteria (Genocide Jack too). Coming most likely to complain about the noise, he traded his annoyed expression for one of question when he saw a Mondo with his tears and make-up running down his face and a bloody Ishimaru dripping in his arms AND a white haired Ishimaru standing beside him.
Mondo ran over to Byakuya.
"Help me! You gotta save him! Please!"
Mondo begged, not long after that others started to appear. Aoi screamed and Makoto cover his mouth. Chihiro fell to his knees,
"Wh-what happened to him?!"
He asked shakily.
"There's no time for that, ask questions afterword. Chihiro, Makoto, and Kiyoko follow me. You also Mondo, naturally."
Byakuya ordered, and started to run down the hall out of the dorm section and into the school. The other followed, Mondo and Ishida immediately behind him, and then the rest, even the ones who weren't instructed to come.
Byakuya navigated the halls then stopped and entered the nurses' office.
"Mondo, put Ishimaru on the bed. Kyoko, get some rags, bandages, and some disinfectant. Chihiro, I need some thread and three sewing needles. Makoto, I need type B blood from the fridge. Go. Hina, get everyone else out of here NOW."
Everyone did as they were told, Mondo gently laid Taka on the hospital bed and Byakuya shoved his aside.
"Get out of my way is you want him to live."
Byakuya look the Moral Compass over and saw that there were extensive wounds everywhere. There was even a knife sticking out of his stomach. Kiyoko arrived with the need items asked of her.
"Kiyoko im going to need those rags here in a second so be ready."
The Affluent Prodigy instructed as he un-buttoned the top of Ishimaru's uniform and it matching stained undershirt. He took a nearby pair of scissors that were on the bed side desk and cut off the sleeves and around the dagger, pulling off the clothing. Mondo's heart stopped. There were multiple forming bruises all over his body. His left arm was a vivid violet and his hand laid split on the bed, still bleeding. He had a gaping hole made up of multiple stab wounds into his shoulder, his pink flesh exposed and raw. Then there was the holes and the knife in his stomach, all also bleeding profusely.
Mondo turned and threw up into the nearby trash can.
"Makoto im going to need two blood packs."
Chihiro ran over with the needles and thread. He gasped and turned away from the sight. Byakuya quickly yanked out the blade and Kiyoko instantly covered the gushing opening with the rags, the white quickly staining to pink.
"Chihiro we don't have time for this, hurry up and thread those needles. Makoto where's the blood?!"
The Ultimate Luck Student ran over with the two packets of blood in hand.
"Good, now hook them up to that machine and get that IV in his arm."
Makoto moved to do what he was told. Chihiro handed the three threaded needles to Byakuya. He passes one to Kiyoko who immediately started to sew up Taka's stomach wound. Byakuya handed one of the needles back to Chihiro and joined the detective in sewing the wound from the opposite side. Chihiro looked down at the needle in his hands.
"Start sewing the shoulder wound, there's some rags beside Kiyoko to wipe away the blood."
Aoi helped Mondo, who had collapsed on the floor near the trashcan, to a chair out of the others way but still close enough to where he could see their backs moving busily and his Kiyodai's signature boots. Mondo held his head in his hands trying his best not to throw up again.
Aoi left him alone, sitting next to Ishida on the far side of the room. She looked him up and down confused. He caught her staring and instinctually gave a scary look. She smiled awkwardly.
"Ha ha, so what's your story?"
Makoto checked for a pulse with his blood stained fingers.
"It's weak but I think he's going to be alright."
He cheered optimistically, removing his fingers and leaving a pink smudge in their place. Byakuya wiped his hands with a clean rag and pushed up his glasses.
"Don't sound so sure, it's only going to make it hurt worse if he isn't."
Kyoko walked out of the room, her eyes avoiding Mondo as she passed by. Makoto followed with Byakuya and Chihiro not far behind. Ishida and Aoi had been talking about something while the operation went on but Mondo hadn't been paying attention. The albino had also left for somewhere not too long ago, leaving only him, Taka, and Aoi in the room.
Mondo stood in his blood soaked clothes and walked over to the prefect's bedside, he pulled over a nearby foldable chair and sat down in it. He kept his hands in his lap, resisting the urge to stroke Taka's short hair, to trace his soft lips, to hold his hand.
Mondo was tired. He was so sleepy from this awful day. He didn't know what time it was but he didn't care enough to take his eyes off of his kiyodai, so he didn't. It wasn't morning anymore, that he knew. He watched Taka's chest rise and fall with every breath, he watched his dark lashes twitch every now and then, he was so beautiful. Even this this terrible state Mondo couldn't help but think that Ishimaru was the most precious thing on this planet.
Taka's eyebrows furrowed as he turned his head slightly making a noise of discomfort. Mondo quickly rose out of his chair, ready to run to nearest able person to get help. Taka opened his eyes weakly, not all the way but just enough for him to see. Mondo dropped back into his chair with a breath of relief. He took the prefects un-injured hand into his own, he lifted it while he leaned down and placed a firm kiss on the palm of his hand.
"You had me worried for a moment there kiyodai."
He complained, not removing the pale hand from his lips. Taka smiled and blushed at the sudden intimacy.
"…im sorry…. kiyodai… I didn't mean to... worry you.."
He apologized breathlessly, running his fingers slightly over the biker's skin. It was rather rough compared to his own and much tanner. Mondo shuddered under the feather light touch. His hand felt so nice and cold that he couldn't help but to lean into it. The prefect's body jerked, making the delinquent jump in surprise in return. Mondo looked over at Kiyotaka and he seemed… scared.
"Hey, are you alright?"
Taka smiled an almost, fragile, smile. He nodded.
"..Uh hum… im fine.."
He assured him, moving his hand back into the soft brown part of the biker's hair and massaged the biker's worries away lightly. Mondo hummed with delight at the feeling.
"…I love you… so much.. kiyodai.."
Mondo blushed at the unexpected confession, not use to hearing the words come out of Taka's mouth. But the way they seemed to roll off of his tounge, so smoothly, so naturally, as if it was the most honest most purest thing he had ever said, made his heart burn with affection.
"I love you too, kiyodai."
He admitted shyly, placing another kiss on the hall monitor's wrist. Taka giggle softly. Mondo got up and sat on the bed. Scooting Taka over very carefully, he wiggled his way beside him and work his arm under his head, careful for both his wounds and the IV in his vein. Taka squirmed until he was comfortably laying on Mondo's chest. Mondo took the prefects good hand in his own and rubbed circles into on the back of it with his thumb as he held it to his chest opposite of the hall monitors head.
"…I had a… dream, kiyodai.."
Mondo closed his eyes, a peaceful expression blessing his face.
"What about, bro?"
"..i dreamt… that you and i…. got out of.. here… and we moved into a… little.. simple house.. together.."
The biker chuckled, the idea making his heart flutter.
"That's a great idea man. Sounds real nice and do-able."
Taka's body spazed again, his hand latching Mondo's startling the hell out of him. Mondo sat up slightly staring at his kiyodai, concerned.
"Are you sure you're okay, dude?"
"..it was a…. nice dream.."
He continued, his voice sounding distant and lost.
Mondo sat up for real this time, sliding Taka off him and onto the pillow.
"Hey. This isn't funny kiyodai, yer scarin me."
Taka looked over at the biker's face. Taking in all his features as if this was the last time he was going to see him. His strong jaw, his tan skin, that goofy hair, and those gorgeous lilac eyes that he loved so much. The Moral Compass continued to smile.
".. could you… kiss ..me again.. please…?"
Mondo could feel fear start to swell up in his heart. It was thick and heavy and he didn't like it. He shook his head slightly. Taka's smile fell.
"…you… wont kiss me…?"
Mondo squeezed Taka's hand.
"No of course I will but- what are you… I mean why-"
"please… hurry.."
Mondo felt his bottom lip quiver. He could guess where this was going. He took a moment to pull himself together and then nodded, sliding his other hand behind his loves and leaning in until their noses brushed against each other.
"..i love you… Mondo Oowada.."
He couldn't help it, Mondo let out a pathetic sob, fresh tears spilling over.
"I love you too Kiyotaka… God dammit- I love you so much.."
He closed the gap between the two, their lips pressing together sweetly and innocently. Mondo pulled back slightly, then immediately kissed him again. He did this repeatedly until he couldn't feel the others weak breathe against his face anymore. Mondo placed one more kiss on his lips before he pulled back for the final time, sobbing and crying as he looked at Taka's clouded, empty crimson eyes. He closed them gently with his fingertips, holding onto his cold hand desperately as he pressed his forehead against the others, weeping in pure despair.
Aoi peered around the curtain, streams of tears on her face as she watch Mondo cry uncontrollably into Taka's corpse. She closed her eyes and bowed her head, saying a silent prayer for the both of them.
Ishida strolled in threw the open doorway dressed in what you could assume was his biker clothes that MMIshi had left in Ishimaru's room. A black, tight fitting leather pants tucked into his regular black boots, he had no shirt just bandages wrapped around the lower half of the trunk of his body and what appeared to be Mondo's jacket with the sleeves torn off.
He ran over when he heard Mondo's wails.
It was a funny thing, seeing the corpse of the person you used to be and the living version of your dead beloved crying over them.
Ishida opened his mouth to say something but stopped, he couldn't be insensitive about this or things could take a turn for the worst. He thought about his words for a moment and then spoke,
"You guy could get outta here, ya know…"
Aoi turned to face him seeming interested in what he had to say, but Mondo just ignored him. Ishida bit his bottom lip.
"Since yer Mastermind is dead I went ahead and tore down the gates blockin the stairs all the way up ta the fourth floor, in the control room there's a button that opens that big metal door in the front, and that's where I got that pick-ax, Kiyodai…"
He explained as even toned as he could manage. He was fishing for Mondo's attention, he craved for Mondo's attention even if the timing was the absolute worst. Mondo clenched his fist full of the white and pink stained bed sheet.
"..Don't call me that."
It felt like a molten stake had be driven through the former prefect's heart, his breath hitched.
"…W-why not Kiyodai? Its true isn't it, I mean you and me are-"
Mondo stood and charged, picking Ishida up by the collar of his dusty jacket and brought him up to his face, his voice hot with rage.
"I SAID DON'T CALL ME THAT! YER NOT MY KIYODAI!"
Ishida's body trembled and shook as tears fell.
"But I am yer kiyodai, I am-"
Mondo shook the albino's body roughly.
"NO YER NOT! MY KIYODAI'S DEAD! HES DEAD!"
He yelled, throwing Ishida to the ground and collapsing to his knees and pushing his face into the floor, bawling.
"HE'S GONE! I COULDN'T PROECT HIM AND HE PAYED THE PRICE! YER KIYONDO ISHIDA, YER NOT KIYOTAKA ISHIMARU AND HES NEVER COMING BACK!"
Ishida clinched his teeth and crawled angrily over to Mondo, yanking him up by his shoulders.
"No im not Kiyotaka but I can be! He's still in me and can pretend, I can act for you! I'll dye my hair and file my teeth, I'LL DO ANYTHING FOR YOU!"
Mondo shoved him back.
"SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP AND LEAVE ME HERE!"
Ishida sniffled, wiping away the tears and mucus with the back of his arm.
"I can't! Taka wouldn't want you ta stay here and be sad for the rest of yer life! He'd want you to move on, live out the rest of your life for 'em, be happy and free for the both of you!"
Mondo stopped sobbing, he stayed bowed on the floor, silently. Ishida looked down at his hands and the tail of his kiyodai's favorite jacket.
"…'sides.. they never really leave, ya know…"
Mondo chuckled lowly, slowly bring his body to rest on his knees, his head still bowed to the floor.
"…. You're right. Kiyotaka isn't gone…"
His hair bleached itself of all color turning a snowy white. He lifted his face making direct eye contact with Ishida, his eyes flaming the same crimson red.
"..he's still with me. He lives within me."
Ishida immediately stood and ran for the door but Mondo was two steps ahead of him, catching the back of his neck in his hand and pushing him down, crashing to the floor on top of him.
"Run Hina! Get everyone outta here!"
Snap-!
Mondo released the limp body's bruised neck, getting up off of it and taking steps towards Aoi. The swimmer covered her mouth and shook her head, the new friend she'd made gone before her eyes. She turned and ran as fast as she could.
Nobody, left Hopes Peak Academy.
