Remember that this story is rated M for a reason. Disclaimer: I do not own Dangan Ronpa.

Chapter 2: Mukuro Ikusaba

A few days had passed since Yasuhiro's murder and Hifumi's subsequent punishment. And it was very noticeable to the surviving students how close Makoto and Sayaka had gotten. Leon even took advantage of a rare moment when Sayaka wasn't practically hanging on Makoto's arm to tease him. "Dude, I bet you've already tapped her. Am I right? Come on man, don't make me ask Monokuma." Makoto blushed, realizing he and Sayaka's night of happiness had been witnessed by whoever was behind Monokuma. The two of them were so caught up in their passion they forgot all about the security cameras.

Makoto sighed. "I'd rather not divulge the details of my sex life, Leon. We needed a stress relief, and that's all I'll say about it." Leon shrugged, quickly realizing that was all he'd get. "Cool man. I'm just saying you've got to be the luckiest person on the planet to score with Sayaka Maizono." "Uh, Leon," Makoto said, "You do remember I'm supposed to be the Ultimate Lucky Student, right?" Leon facepalmed. "Oh yeah..." Meanwhile at the cafeteria, most of the girls were hovering around Sayaka trying to get her to dish about her night with Makoto.

"This isn't a good idea," Byakuya said, "It's clear Sayaka had intended to murder someone that night, and Hifumi simply beat her to the punch." Celeste calmly sipped her tea. "I highly doubt she'll try anything now. Think about it. There are several students here who know about her plot. Do you really think she'll risk it knowing they could be on to her?" An announcement came in later that day that the second floor was now open. Inside was an Olympic-sized swimming pool with changing and workout rooms for both guys and girls, as well as a good-sized library with a wide variety of books and several computers.

In addition, the storeroom, bathhouse, and nurse's office on the first floor had been opened up. When checking out the changing rooms, Monokuma explained the e-Handbooks the students had been issued were what opened them, but only for the room that matched their gender. If a guy tried to open the girl's room, or vice versa, it wouldn't work. And any attempts to sneak in while the doors were open would result in the student being fired upon by the large gatling gun near the doors. In addition, a new rule had been set up so that students could not borrow each others e-Handbooks.

Junko seemed a little on edge ever since the previous trial. Makoto remembered that several days ago he had asked her why she looked different from her magazine photos. She simply brushed it off as being photo-shopped, but something like that didn't sit well with him. "It just doesn't add up," he said to Sayaka, "Junko is supposed to be the Ultimate Fashionista. I highly doubt the school would settle on someone who relied on photo-shopping." "I know," Sayaka said, "That'd be like me saying all my concerts were lip-synced. There's no way the school would accept that sort of dishonesty."

Monokuma soon called the students to the gym where he introduced his next motive. He threw several sealed envelopes to them, each one containing their worst secret. But from the look on everyone's faces, Makoto had the feeling no one was going to kill over something like this. Later, he and Sayaka were sitting in her room. "And that's how I wound up slugging the guy," Sayaka said, "Just another sleazeball manager who thought he was living in a world where innocent idol girls could be easily corrupted. I think he watched one-too-many rape hentai." Makoto chuckled. "Not as embarrassing as my secret. I actually kept wetting the bed almost every night until the fifth grade."

Sayaka did her best to hold back her laughter. Smiling, Makoto said, "Go ahead and let it out. I don't mind." And with that, Sayaka burst out in a cheerful laugh. After calming down, she said, "It feels good to laugh like this. I mean, in a situation where we could die at any time, it's important to keep a positive mindset, right?" Makoto nodded. The next morning, the group was surprised to learn that Leon had been transported to the first-aid office. "Last night when I was working out," Mondo said, "I heard someone coming into the gym. Afraid someone was trying to kill me, I swung the dumbbell I had in defense. Turns out it was a false alarm, since Leon was just there to work out as well."

"Got my arm real good though," Leon said, "Luckily it was my off hand, so while I won't be swinging a bat anytime soon, my pitching is still good to go." Monokuma, who was nearby, seemed to chuckle in amusement. It was as if he knew more about the situation, which was very likely, but decided not to say anything. "Well, I know I said I would reveal all your secrets if no one died within twenty-four hours, but I think I'll extend the deadline. Just to see if anyone takes advantage of Leon's vulnerable state. Oh, and until he recovers, he is exempt from being required to sleep in a student dorm."

Leon kept being visited by Chihiro and Mondo all throughout the day. Later as evening approached, Byakuya actually walked up to the main group. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but does anyone know where Toko is?" The others all shook their heads. "Come to think of it," Aoi said, "I haven't seen Junko either. We should go look for them." As the students searched every possible area of the school, Chihiro's voice could be heard calling out, "Guys! In the gym!" Everyone hurried to the gym where they found a grizzly sight.

Chihiro, Mondo, and Leon were there, and it didn't take long to see what they were staring at. Toko was in the middle of the gym, propped up by several sharp spears that impaled every inch of her body. Her eyes were still slightly open, revealing an unnatural shade of red, and her tongue seemed to be longer than it should have been. Nearby was what looked like Junko laying face-down, but she was still breathing. Then Makoto looked closer and gasped. "It's... A wig!" At the sound of Makoto's voice, Junko stirred and sat up, the wig quickly falling off her head.

When she realized what everyone was staring at, she said, "Uh oh..." Instead of her strawberry blonde hair tied in pigtails, she had short, bobbed black hair. She looked around and became flabbergasted. "Oh crap! Toko!" "Ouch," Monokuma said as he popped up, "Even I'm appalled by this turn of events. If for no other reason than one of my punishment tools has been used by someone else to kill Toko." "So this wasn't your doing then?," Kyoko said, "Toko never broke any rules?" "Nope," Monokuma said, "Surprising as it is, Toko was killed by one of you. You all know the drill. Here's your file."

Leon recounted the series of events that led to the discovery of Toko's body. "Me, Mondo, and Chihiro searched the entire first floor. Toko wasn't in her room, or the bath, or anywhere else. When we entered the gym, we found her just like this. Junko, if that is her real name, was lying unconscious not far from her." "What about the body discovery announcement?," Sayaka asked, "When me and Makoto found Hiro's body, one didn't go off until the rest of you showed up. We later learned it was meant to go off after three people find a body." Leon rubbed his chin with his good hand. "That's a good point. If we start by assuming Junko is the killer, me, Mondo, and Chihiro should have been enough to set the announcement off."

Junko had her own story to tell. "First off, my real name is Mukuro Ikusaba. I'm a student at Hope's Peak like the rest of you, bearing the title Ultimate Soldier." She rubbed the back of right hand, which was revealed to be covered in foundation, revealing a wolf's head tattoo. "It's the brand of Fenrir Company. Anyway, I spotted Toko walking into the gym. It looked like she was tracking someone. I was afraid she'd found someone to kill to keep her secret and tried to stop her. I swear I only intended to restrain her and nothing else. But she caught me off guard and knocked me out. The next thing I heard was Makoto's voice."

"And do you know where the real Junko Enoshima is?," Kyoko asked. Mukuro simply shook her headd. A search of the gym revealed some sort of mechanism behind the podium, labeled "Spear of Gungnir". It looked like it had been tampered with. In front of it were several tools. "These look like they came from the toolkits found in the boys' rooms," Kiyotaka said, "Monokuma left these to be used as weapons, along with the sewing kits in the girls' rooms. From the look of it they were used as they were originally intended... As simple repair tools."

Byakuya then showed Makoto a certain file from the library. "I believe this may prove important to our investigation." Makoto looked at the file, which detailed the actions of the serial killer Genocide Jack. Makoto garnered four facts from the file. One, each victim was male. Two, each victim was killed and crucified using very sharp scissors. Three, Genocide Jack left a note in the victim's blood that said "Blood Lust". Four, the police suspected Genocide Jack suffered from Dissociative Identity Disorder. "How does this fit into the murder?," Makoto said, "I think it's pretty clear Genocide Jack didn't do it." "I know," Byakuya replied, "But that doesn't mean they're not involved."

A short time later the trial began. Just as was done with Yasuhiro, a funeral picture of both Hifumi and Toko were placed in their respective spots, a red X over each one. "We should begin by discussing how Toko came to be in the gym in the first place," Byakuya said, "After all, the Monokuma File confirmed it was the 'Spear of Gungnir' trap that killed her." "I'll bet Mukuro dragged her there and set off the trap," Mondo said, "It makes sense, right? With the connection between Fenrir and Gungnir?" "There is a connection," Kyoko said, "But Gungnir was the spear wielded by the All-Father, Odin, to kill Fenrir. If anything, it appears this trap was meant to kill Mukuro, not be used by her."

"Besides," Makoto said, "There's a very good reason why Mukuro can't be the killer. The body discovery announcements. Leon said it himself, the announcement didn't go off until Chihiro called us all in here." "Which means even if the killer can be counted as one of the three people who discover a body," Kiyotaka said, "Then the announcement should have gone off once the group of three entered the room." Monokuma chose that moment to speak up. "Just for the record, the killer cannot count as someone to discover a body, since they made the body in the first place."

"Which means Mukuro's story about being knocked out by Toko in the gym can be considered fact," Kyoko said, "Since she would have to be unconscious at the time Toko was killed to avoid discovering the body. It also narrows our suspect list to three... Leon, Mondo, and Chihiro. Since the announcement didn't go off when they found the body, one of them has to be the killer." "You'd better not be pointing your finger at Chihiro," Mondo said, "That kid could never kill anybody." "The killer has to be a man regardless," Celeste said, "Given we found several tools near the podium that control the spear trap. The only place they could have come from is the toolkits in the boys' rooms."

"But we checked all of them," Aoi said, "None of the boys' toolkits were touched." "Besides," Sakura continued, "It would be impossible for Leon to have tampered with the trap, since his arm is still broken." "So where could the tools have come from?," Sayaka asked. Byakuya adjusted his glasses. "I believe the answer may be found in the file I procured from the library." Makoto nodded. "You mean the one about Genocide Jack." "Exactly," Byakuya said. "Are you saying Genocide Jack is the killer?," Aoi asked. Byakuya shook his head. "Not the killer... The victim."

The rest of the students, save for Makoto gasped. "I had a feeling you were going there," Makoto said, "Toko is Genocide Jack, isn't she?" Byakuya nodded. "That's the reason behind her appearance when we found her dead. The blood-red eyes, the abnormally long tongue. If any of you have doubts, the file mentioned something specific about Genocide Jack... The fact that she suffers from Dissociative Identity Disorder. We all know Toko as she normally is cannot stand the sight of blood. Genocide Jack is another matter. The only way Toko could be a killer at all is if she had a second personality."

"But that makes things complicated," Makoto said, "All of Genocide Jack's victim's were male, and as a professional killer she'd want to stick to her normal MO." "Precisely," Byakuya said, "In fact, Toko gave me the full details prior to her death. She offered to tell me her secret in exchange for letting her be my girlfriend. I decided to play along, thinking her secret might be amusing. As it turned out, I was right. You see, even among men Genocide Jack is very picky about her choice of victim. It has to be a person that peaks her arousal. Toko stated she would try her best not to let Genocide Jack kill anyone else. I must admit, it's a shame that death is what allowed her to keep her promise."

"But the only person that would peak her interest, Byakuya, has an alibi for the murder," Aoi said, "So who else could it be?" "There may be more to this than we thought," Kyoko said, "Let's rewind a little bit, specifically to the night before the murder." Leon and Mondo suddenly looked nervous. "But that's so straightforward," Mukuro said, "Mondo was doing a late night workout. Leon surprised him. Mondo wound up breaking his arm with the dumbbell he was using." "Maybe not," Celeste said, "I didn't say this before because I didn't think it was relative, but that night I spotted Chihiro in the storeroom carrying a gym bag. In it was a tracksuit, which means she was planning on exercising herself."

"Oh yeah," Makoto said, "Chihiro asked me who a good exercise partner would be. I suggested Sakura, but she told me that it had to be a guy for some reason. I wondered how she would pull that off, but I still recommended Mondo." "Well Mondo?," Kyoko asked. Mondo just shrugged. "Sorry babe, Chihiro never approached me for anything like that. Besides, how would she even get into the boys' changing room?" "She could always use the e-Handbook of a dead student," Byakuya suggested, "While the rules prohibit us from borrowing one from another living student, there's no rule saying we couldn't take one from a dead student."

"Bingo," Monokuma said, "In fact, Yasuhiro and Hifumi's e-Handbook's can be found in a small box right next to the front door." "Well," Mondo said, "Hifumi's anyway." He held up his e-Handbook to reveal it was actually Yasuhiro's. "What are you doing with Hiro's e-Handbook, bro?," Kiyotaka asked. Mondo sighed. "After our sauna duel, I noticed my e-Handbook was broken. I asked Monokuma if he could replace it, but he said it would be too much trouble and said I could grab Hiro's or Hifumi's without breaking any rules. Hifumi's was fried, but Hiro's was working just fine."

"About that," Monokuma said, "Those e-Handbooks can take a lot of punishment, but they quickly malfunction when exposed to high temperatures. Like the sauna, or the death lasers that were part of Hifumi's punishment." "Well, this aside," Kyoko said, "We need to find out who Chihiro was with that night. I don't suppose you'd be willing to say who it was, would you Chihiro?" "Um," Chihiro said, "That's kinda personal. Sorry." "Very well," Kyoko said, "Since we know Chihiro had a tracksuit with him, we just need to find out who had a matching tracksuit."

"As I recall," Sakura said, "There were several colors of tracksuits in the storeroom." "So we just need to find who had a blue tracksuit," Mondo said, even as Chihiro tried to stop him, "Then it definitely wasn't me, since mine is black." Leon sighed. "Dude... You gave it away. Didn't you notice Celeste never mentioned what the color of the tracksuit was?" Mondo became flabbergasted. "For the record," Celeste said, "It was indeed a blue tracksuit that was in Chihiro's bag. It stuck out in my mind since she stuffed it back in the bag the moment I confronted her."

"So it was Mondo Chihiro was working out with," Makoto said, "But how did she get into the boys room? Mondo already said Hifumi's e-Handbook was fried from his punishment and Mondo had Hiro's since before that night." "It's simple," Kyoko said, "I noticed it earlier, but Mondo has a subconscious verbal tic. He refers to girls as 'chicks' and boys as 'kids'. And earlier he had referred to Chihiro as a 'kid'." Mondo facepalmed. "Damn..." "So," Kyoko said, "What really happened that night?" Leon sighed. "I'll tell you. Last night, I thought I'd get in a few miles on the treadmill in the boys' changing room before nighttime. When I spotted Chihiro somehow entering, I realized what his secret had to be."

"You mean Chihiro is...," Aoi said, realizing where this was going. "Yep," Leon said, "'She' is really a he. I don't what made him first decide to cross-dress, but... Anyway, I wanted to confront him about it, but when I burst into the changing room, I saw Mondo was about strike Chihiro with the dumbbell. I called out to stop him, and got it in the arm myself for my trouble." "So Mondo was going to...," Sayaka said. Mondo nodded his head sadly. "If not for Leon, this would be Chihiro's trial, instead of Toko's. And this would be about the time I'd be found guilty."

"But we already know you didn't kill Toko," Kiyotaka said, almost with relief, "So the trial continues." "Not for much longer," Byakuya said, "Since we now know the truth about Chihiro, you do realize what this means." Chihiro started to sweat. "A cross-dressing boy who looks like a child even though he's a teenager," Mukuro said, "Genocide Jack would have found that irresistible." "During the time that Leon was still in the first-aid office," Sayaka said, "Toko was one of the people checking up on him, and Mondo would frequently visit. There's a good chance Toko might have overheard about Chihiro, and through her Genocide Jack would have found out about it."

"She probably tried to sneak up on Chihiro," Kyoko said, "Chihiro noticed her and ran. When they got to the gym, he hid in the only place he could... Behind the podium, where he found the Spear of Gungnir." "Hold on," Sayaka said, "If we're going off this theory that Chihiro was responsible, that means he had his tools with him the whole time, probably for defense. Come to think about it, from what Mukuro saw, it may as well be self-defense. I mean, Genocide Jack was the one out for blood, right?" "That may be," Monokuma said, "But in this court, it doesn't matter. Murder is murder, though the punishment will far more painless in the event of self-defense. Speaking of, I'm assuming you've all made your decision. Go ahead and make your vote."

After the votes were tallied, the fanfare and confetti confirmed they got it right. "Bingo!," Monokuma said, "It was indeed Chihiro Fujisaki who killed Toko Fukawa! A result that surprises even me. I thought he would have become a victim, not a killer. Oh, and Leon, Mondo. Next time be careful when you try to vote for yourselves. You're lucky this is majority vote. So now, it's punishment time! And I have a special punishment in mind for the Ultimate Programmer!" He struck the big red button, dragging Chihiro off into the separate chamber.

Chihiro was hooked up to what looked like an electric chair. But when Monokuma flipped the switch, instead of the usual electric shock, a bright light shone though the back of Chihiro's head. On the opposite wall was what looked like a computer program with a digital Chihiro running through it. However, within seconds, the digital avatar was overrun and destroyed by many digital Monokumas, leaving Chihiro braindead. Upon seeing that, Mondo broke down in tears. "Damn... I let him down... Just like with Daia..." The other students, even Byakuya, couldn't help but be sympathetic.

"I gotta thank you back there," Mukuro said to Makoto. The two of them were now sitting on the bed in his room. "I didn't need to do much," Makoto said, "One simple counterargument and everyone realized you couldn't be the killer. But, I gotta ask, did you know it was Chihiro who Genocide Jack was tracking?" Mukuro shook her head. "I only knew she wasn't acting like herself, and I could smell the bloodlust coming off her. It's a soldier's instinct. I can't say why I was disguising myself like someone else. In fact, there's a lot I can't say. I'm surprised anyone even trusts me at all."

Makoto smiled. "I'm sure you have your reasons, Mukuro." Mukuro smiled right back. "There is one thing I can say. I've had feelings for you ever since we first met. You were the first person who ever smiled at me, and it kinda disarms me every time you do." Without thinking, she touched Makoto's hand. "I know you have something with Sayaka... But... Would you mind being with me at the same time?" Makoto gulped, and suddenly he remembered something Mukuro had told him when she was still disguised as Junko. She had offered to find him a "carnivore-type" woman to match his "herbivore-type" lifestyle. He was starting to get what that meant.

The next thing he knew, Mukuro had moved to kiss him. He decided to return it, and before long their lips were locked together, tongues dancing around each other. Mukuro placed her hand near Makoto's crotch. "Aroused already," Mukuro said with a laugh, "Guess when a girl has your interest..." She started to undress, with Makoto following suit. As she slipped her skirt off, Makoto blushed. "You... Wear a thong...?" Mukuro blushed as well. "It gives me the best range of movement without exposing myself. Of course, in this situation..."

Makoto got the hint, and gently started stroking Mukuro's pussy. He was quickly rewarded by her pleasured moaning. "Damn Makoto. I underestimated you." Makoto gave a sly grin. "Well I have had practice." He unzipped his jeans and got his cock out. Mukuro's eyes grew wide in shock. "Wow! And I thought my combat knife looked dangerous." She gently held open her pussy. "I'm ready for it, though. Go right ahead." Makoto nodded and gently entered Mukuro. Once he was all the way inside, he noticed a few pained tears in Mukuro's eyes.

"You alright?," he asked. Mukuro nodded. "I'll be fine. It's only the first injury I've ever received in my career as a mercenary." She wrapped her arms around Makoto. "Go ahead and move. It doesn't hurt anymore." Soon the two of them were moving together, their lips locked tight as they came close to the high point. Finally, Makoto let loose right inside Mukuro, causing her to scream in pleasure. "Whew...," she sighed, "That's some ordinance you were packing." Makoto chuckled. "I guess I should have expected some soldier jokes with you." He kissed her one last time before they fell asleep in each others arms.

"Damn sis," the mastermind said, "I knew you liked Makoto, but I never thought you'd be able to score with him. Major props there. And really arousing." She quickly replaced the panties she was wearing. "I was planning on using that spear trap to kill you. But now that I think of it, maybe it's better that I don't. Especially since you now know the trap exists. Oh well, I'm sure she'll keep her trap shut. And really, I couldn't be happier for her." She looked at herself in the full-scale mirror in her little room. "I may be the more beautiful sister, but Mukuro is no slouch. Good news, sis. You've been promoted to survivor."

To be continued...

I hope I don't too much hate for making Chihiro a killer. Read and review.