Title: Pokerface
Pairings: None
Characters: Celestia & Kirigiri
Rating: T (strong language)
Word Count: 369 (lil ficlet)
Summary: Celestia can't help but hate her.

Celestia can't help but hate her. Kirigiri Kyouko, with that stoic expression, those hardened eyes. Within five minutes of meeting her Celestia already hates the bitch. The freak can't even pretend, can't even be bothered to express just the slightest hint of worry, or fear, and oh, how Celestia hates her for it. Even the queen of liars can't deny that she's rattled. But they all are; who wouldn't be? No, there is no weakness in being afraid. Not here, anyway.

So who does Kirigiri fucking Kyouko think she is? Celestia doesn't know what she'd rather believe: that Kirigiri is the sort of sick twisted weirdo who wouldn't be afraid at their horrifying situation, or… that she's somehow better at hiding these fears than Celestia herself.

Celes reads people; it's what she's best at; it's why she's here. She reads the thoughts in the contours of their faces in the twitching of their muscles. Not a feeling or thought slips by her radar, but Kirigiri Kyouko…

The fucking bitch! Celes wants to dig her nails deep into Kirigiri's skin and tear that indifferent look right off of her goddamn face. She wants to rip her apart until she's forced to show something, anything that Celestia can read. Maybe beneath that lavender-tinted skin is her secret, and maybe Celestia can take it for herself.

Because, really, the only thing she wants more than to kill that goddamn wench is to have that inhuman skill. Because she's sure that there's more to it than suppressing expression—it's suppressing emotion itself. And Celestia knows that if she can master that, she can win every game that she faces. She will never lose, and she will be the one to walk out of this godforsaken school. She'll leave that stone-faced bitch behind.

But, for now, she can only work with what she has. So she turns her temporary loss into a win by not only suppressing her emotions, but expressing the exact opposite of what she feels.

"Everything will be okay if we just adjust." She smiles. "We won't give into Monokuma as long as we stay calm."

She hasn't won, but she has raised Kirigiri one.

'Take that you fucking bitch.'

This is very meh. To be honest, I just felt like publishing something. *shrug* I read a fic a long time ago where Celes didn't like Kirigiri and I kind of went on a tangent from that idea. Of course, I just so happen to be a Celegiri shipper at the same time. XD I also tried to explore Celestia's mood swings so idk if that's apparent or not.

I've kinda been dabbling in some Dangan Ronpa fics and even fics for other fandoms but I'm always too shy to post so we'll see what happens.

Anywho, feel free to fav/review if you liked it!