Chapter 2: The Ass-Class

Whiteness greeted them both.

They were in a classroom, the sun shining brightly outside through the windows.

Nagisa woke up first, bandages adorning his arms and his face red and purple

"Still cute." Nakamura noted, seeing Suguya whimper. "Oh don't worry, Misty!"

"…You never call me cute."

"Cause you're a stick who doodles on himself." Terasaka noted.

"And just what do you mean by that?" Hazuma asked. "Remember the face decorating?"

Yoshida, Muramatsu and Itona laugh

"You in the dog house, now!"

"Guys, be quiet!" Yada and Kimuta shushed together.

"Yeah, Nagisa's still rest…"

"No I'm not."

He looked to see his classmates looking at him with concern, that turned to embrassment when he woke up and then relief.

"NAGISA!"

Kaede Kayano leapt towards him and gently embraced him

"I was so scare…don't you ever..!" She doesn't even finish her sentances as she she smothers him with kisses and hugs.

She just held him tightly and let him nuzzle her face.

"Good to see you mad it, bro." Itona smiled, patting Nagisa's shoulder.

"..Not the best first real job, huh?" The blue haired boy asked

"You got your ass kicked!" Kidpool laughed. "By a tumor kid, no less!"

"Your old man isn't going to take this lying down, you know that right?" Karma smirked

Nagisa, too comfy in Kaede's arms, just nods.

"At least you're in one piece." Sugino mused.

"Shame you don't have Wade-sensei's healing factor." Isgoa noted. "You'd probably be unstoppable."

"Finally, someone else realizes that!" Fuwa notes. "I mean, there was that rejected chapter…"

Nagisa smiled, happy to be safe with his friends and girlfriend.

"Oh geez…"

Everyone turned to the other bandaged boy.

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Okay.

I'm still not dead…and it's noisy as hell.

I get up, feeling bandages on my shoulders and chest….and on my head.

I see I'm surrounded by kids a year of two younger than me.

"Welcome back to the word of the living, Mr. Makoto."

I turn arou…WHAT THE HELL IS THAT THING?! A yellow octopus in a teacher's gown? What? The actual? Hel?

"Um sensei?" A girl with glasses asks, pointing to him.

"Oh right! Sorry about that."

He spins around for a minute or so, and in his place is..a pretty darn god looking fella in a suit.

Yeah.

He is damn good looking.

Good thing I'm straight…nothing wrong with it, but…damn. He is…

The teacher laughs….

"fufufufufu!"

And I recognize that laugh. My memory takes me back to six years ago….

Mom was investigating some high profile political murders. I tagged along, as usual, and was in the wrong place at the wrong time. I came face to face with the greatest assassin in the history of the world. Mom saved me in the nick of time and identified his face to Interpol. He got away, but was made #1 on every country's most wanted list.

Oh shit.

The Reaper!

I leap in front of the kids. I don't stand a chance in hell against him, but no one deserves to die as young as these kids!

"You really are her son." The reaper smirks. "Students."

Wait, what?

These kids are his…

I see blue hair. Aside from bandages on his arms, his face is just a couple of band-aids.

"The young man before you is the son of the best detective I ever dealt with during my human days."

The God of Death considers Mom his greatest rival? Heh. That fills me with pride.

A girl with short black hair jets over to me

"You're an honest to kami detective? Oh my gosh!"

She is fangirling over me.

…

Oh geez, is this what Maizono put up with? Better let not her know about Kirigiri….

"Um?"

The class stops.

"What the hell is going on here?"

"Tadomi Karasama." The man explains, shaking my hand. "I've read up you and your family's work, very impressive. And I will explain everything later. However, it seems like there was a miscommunication between your old school and the government officials in charge of it, Mr. Makoto."

"Le gasp! NO!"

A guy who is obviously the kid's father, judging from his outfit, shouts dramatically. "You think?!"

"Wilson." Karasama sighs. "What are you doing here?"

"Well originally, I was gonna lecture Nagi-boy over failing to kill his target, but after reading the report I'll let it slide."

The kid, the little Deadpool and white hair sigh in relief.

"Mr. Makoto." Karasma brings my attention back. "What can you tell us about Hope's Peak?"

I unload everything; how Junko is keeping communications from getting out, trapped us in and made us kill one another…that god damn Monokuma.

I leave out my girls for as long as I can, partially so I can cherish the memories of them

"So, she kept a network of info going out, but let nothing go in?" The blonde girl, Nakamura mused. "Kind of smart and kind of stupid if you ask me."

"No kidding." Karma, the red head smirks.

"What do ya expect, she had a fetish for despair." I muse.

"Has."

….

"What?"

Karasama lets out a sigh

"Junko Enoshima…is alive. She hired Nagisa to kill you."

My world goes red.

I shot her in the face! I know I didn't miss! How…?

Oh god.

Maizono. Kirigri. Aoi. Celeste. Muk-chan…..

That psychopath still has them.

I make a mad dash to the door, only for a kid with spiked hair a d short nose to stop me. Kimura, I think his name is.

"Slow down! Sensei DID just remove your tumor, you need more rest..!"

"My girls are still in there!"

I don't care about anything else now. All that's on my mind is Hope's Peak, killing Junko, and living what remains of my life with…

Wait a tick.

….

The Reaper got rid of my tumor?

I turn back to face him

"Thanks to the circumstances that landed me this position," He explained. "I can move at Mach 20 and have an unlimited amount of invisible tentacles. It was a little trickly, I'll admit, but I got rid of that bud in your brain."

…..

I have more than three years.

….

I can live my life.

I fall on my ass, tears bursting from my eyes.

"Ritsu?" Reaper asks. "Think you could try and….?"

"Leave it to me, Koro-Sensei."

A girl with pink hair who has been standing next to the guy with white hair steps forward and pulls out a cord from her ear…

Wait, what?

Apparently, she's a robot.

She puts the cord into the computer, goes to the Hope's Peak website….and soon technobabble comes spewing out of her mouth.

For a good two minutes I sit frozen in confusion and hope.

Please.

Please, bring something…

I'm hoping again.

I don't hope anymore. Not since…

I punch myself.

To hell with what I don't anymore! I need to know!

Pink hair then falls to the ground, with white hair catching her and looking in concern

"Not…the toughest system…" She pants. "But so….many…stupid…bears!"

"Black and white?" I ask.

She nods.

Damn Monokumas. Junko must has a fetish or something.

"So, what did you get?" A pretty boy named Maehara asks, a girl with short brown hair named Hina peaking over his shoulder.

Pink hair points to the screen, and I see it:

A class picture.

There they are…my girls.

Maizono, my blue haired Idol

Kirigri, my grey haired detective.

Asahina, my brunet swimmer.

Celste, my ravenette gambler.

And Mukuro, my ravenette soldier.

"And wait…You're with five girls?!" The one with glasses, Takeybashi asked.

"Yeah, and I'm good friends with the muscular one and wary of the one in the glasses."

"You sir, are my new hero!" The black short haired, almost bald Okajma smiled and praises me, ignoring the girl with wavy blonde hair, Kurahashi, looking at him.

"Whoops! Well, look at that; I just dropped all the shits I don't give."

Half of me wants to point out the cutie frowning at him in an obvious, 'I like you way', but I like messing with Pervs.

"Need help picking them up?" The cosplaying brat asks.

…

"Someone smack him." Me, white and blue hair say together.

The round girl, Hara, does so

"Sorry, Kid." She smiles weakly.

"You can smack me as many times as you want, Marshmellow!" He grins.

….

Okay, stay away from that kid,.

"And that;s not all." Ritsu cuts in. "I managed to take half of one program out…does the name Alter ego ring…?"

I'm on my feet before she can finish.

Oh hell yeah, I know what Alter Ego is. The last reminder of the one person I loved back ay Hope's Peak…

Not sexually! Get your mind outta the gutters!

I open the collapsed window and instantly, a green face pops up.

A green face I know all too well.

"FUJI!"

I push everyone out of the way, my little brother being my only concern

"N-Naegi?!" Fuji smiles back at me. "You're alive!"

We both laugh for a while, and from the corner of my eye, I see the kids smiling at me.

After I clear my tears a minute or so later, I type in:

"Fuji. What's going on?"

He frowns.

Oh god.

Please…

For the love of…

"The girls…they're…devastated. Haven't left your room, I hacked the system so they could, in days, Sakura brings them their meals. No one can leave, but no one's killed since you went missing."

Oh thank god.

They're safe. For now.

"And the others?" I type.

"Sho's been cutting paper of you and morning, Togami's still a prick and staying in the library…and the fortune teller is…well…."

"Himself?"

Fuji smiles.

I turn to pink-hair

"…thank you."

She smiles, as does the blue haired kid's girlfriend….

Wait.

Isn't that…?

"Akari Augri?" I ask.

Everyone, minus blue-hair, looks at her in shock and amazement.

"You did a movie with Maizono a few years back." I point out.

She looks back and fourth, trying to find a way out of this situation.

"Worry about that later." Karasama takes charge again. "In light of these recent revelations, the Defense Ministry is prepared to compensate the members of this class to go to Hope's Peak Academy, bring in the Mastermind and save any students still inside. With the target being neutralized, the One billion yen award we'd set aside is now back in the defense budget."

"Only if I'm going with you."

That is not a request. I point out that I've actually been IN Hope's Peak; I know what Junko changed it and what to expect.

"But sending kids to do this?" I ask. "The government must be…"

"I assure you, young Makoto." Reaper smiles with confidence. "My students are unlike anything you've ever seen."

Tentacles come up from Karma, Nakamura brings up two hunting knives, Maehara kicks a desk in two, Isogai draws a glowing katana..and that bangs kid Chiba fire a dummy bullet right through my hat, inches above my forehead.

And I know he was aiming there.

Nagisa steps up to me.

"Rain check on the fight?" He asks reaching out a hand for me to shake. "You have some great moves. We're going to need them."

A few hours ago, he tried to kill me for money. Now he's offering an alliance

"We can fight each other when it's over."

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Hope's Peak Academy was in a quiet disarray.

It had been two days since Naegi revealed everything

With the mastermind revealed, the surviving students

"If you weren't my sister Junko…." Mukuro, now in her army outfit growled. "…I'd gladly let you bleed out."

"Oh please!" Junko smirked Even now with her face covered in bandages. "You love me…"

"Not. Any. More."

She dropped a vial of morphine.

"Inject that into yourself. I need to check on the others."

Junko watched her sister leave, delighting in the despair she exude as she went to join the other members of the Hardboiled Hater's Harem.

She was so happy with her plan now…but when it came down for the fun with the others…

After the morphine dulled the pain in her now bullet riddled/scarred face, Junk began to enjoy the feeling of despair she'd created, when something rattled under her desk. Peering under, she saw a phone.

She tried to ignore it, but the phone kept ringing and interrupting the despair…while creating new from being unable…

RING RING!

Okay, one despair after the other!

"Like, Hello?" Junko asked.

"Hello Junko."

She tensed.

Not only did she recognize this voice immedatly…the conversation was on loud speaker.

Everyone in the school heard it.

"Just a little friendly notification that I'm coming for your ass."

"And not in the good way!"

"Shut up!"

"…Is that the assassin?" She asked, irritation filling her. "Why the hell is he…?"

"Cash or cheque." The younger voice said. "Those are my terms. Cash or cheque, no credit card or IOUs. And what did you use?"

Oh snap.

She'd used Togami's credit card to pay for the hit.

"And Junko?"

"Yeah?"

"…yeah what? Who're you talking too?"

"I feeling déjà vu with my and Jaxon all over again." Another voice adds.

"…Yeah, Naegi?" Junko finally say.

His voice got darker.

"If you lay so much as one hand on Maizono, Kirigri, Asahina, Muku-chan and Celeste…what I did to your face will be the least of your worries."

Next: Suiting up and Moving out!

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