"Ow! Fuck!" Toko Fukawa hissed as the red rubber ball smacked her right in the face, smashing her glasses in painfully. I didn't come here to get slapped in the face by a bunch of big ol' balls today!

"Oooops," Hayate Tendo replied, voice expressionless and smile slight. Toko scowled at her, readjusting her glasses.

"Well, I guess that's another strike for Toko," said Komaru Naegi lightly.

"WHAT?!"

"Well, you did miss the return serve…"

"Th-that's only b-b-because SHE-!" Stammering in rage, the Ultimate Writing Prodigy jabbed a finger at the Ultimate Poet.

"Oh, let's just keep going!" Kokoa Shinomiya, Ultimate Composer, interrupted huffily. Jeez! What is WITH her? It was obviously an accident on Hayate's part! She doesn't have to be so temperamental! She has to play nice just like the rest of us! I HATE people with victim complexes. "Oh, woe is me! I can't do anything right, and I hate everyone else because of it!" Boo-freaking-hoo. Excuses, excuses. Cry me a river.

Toko turned on the other girl. Oh, shut it! You prissy little princess! Maybe Kokoa liked to act all high and mighty—an honors student—but she was a bitch in sheep's clothing, as two-faced as her two-toned hair. She was just as bad as her airheaded, airbag-chested girlfriend, Hayate. The Ultimate Poet held up two peace signs as Komaru's eyes shifted around the circle, or square, rather.

"I guess I can start this round," she said, sensing that Toko wasn't in the mood.

I didn't want to play four square anyway! What am I, some Lil Ultimate?! Toko continued to scowl. But with the other three volunteering to help at the newly restored Hope's Peak Elementary, Toko was forced along, and they were killing time until their assistance was required again.

"So, how'd you all realize you were gay?" Komaru served the ball gentler than Hayate had.

"For Toko and me, it was really quite unexpected!" She chuckled softly. That was the understatement of the century. Their Towa City troubles, hello? Toko's eyes seemed to say as much. The Tragedy flipped the whole world on its head, and Toko (of all people) came out of it with a GF! "To be fair, I could be bi, I've just never been with a boy before. Toko was just the first person I ever really fell in love with."

Oh Lord, she used the L word, and not "Lesbian". Toko's heart temporarily stopped.

"I was also lucky to have a supportive family, so coming out was easy. Introducing Toko felt like introducing a boyfriend!"

"Me? Your boyfriend?" Toko scoffed quietly. As fate would have it, she was the one who had to answer next, Kokoa passing the ball to her right as Komaru finished speaking. "Oh, j-j-jeez… C-can't I just say you already-d-dy t-t-told the s-s-story?"

"Oh, come on, Toko!" Komaru sighed, smiling gently at her girlfriend. "You are the Ultimate Writing Prodigy, aren't you?"

"Yeah. Writing. N-n-n-not oral s-s-stories. I- I- I- I don't d-d-d-do oral jobs!"

"Well at the very least, we do have different stories, don't we? Perhaps I should've rephrased my question. After all, Toko, I know you're not technically gay." She gave her girlfriend a meaningful look.

"H-h-hey! I- I- I- s-s-swore on e-e-everything that I- I- I'd never cheat on you with M-M-M-Master… Heheheh… M-M-Master Byakuya!" Her usually low, irritated voice was now that of a squealy schoolgirl. Kokoa's nose crinkled while Komaru chuckled weakly. She passed the ball to Hayate, who passed it to Kokoa, and that was when Toko finally shut up about Byakuya.

"W-well… Really… Hayate just…" Kokoa passed the ball, but continued to stutter and blush. Komaru looked at her sympathetically while Toko grinned cruelly. Ah, schadenfreude!

Hayate took the most active pity on her, though. "To be fair, I think I had the ball by the time Toko stopped talking. I'd just thrown it to Kokoa and obviously she couldn't not bounce it to someone else."

Thanks, Kokoa shot her girlfriend a grateful look.

Smooth. Toko and Komaru thought, the former in deadpan since she hadn't gotten out of her "finding out" story, and Komaru at the sweetness.

"It was fairly easy for me, too," the Ultimate Poet continued. "I knew I was into girls when I was in late elementary. And I never had issue coming out, I just don't usually unless people ask. But I don't feel that I have anything to hide, and certainly nothing to be ashamed of." An edge entered her usually soft, monotonous voice, and Komaru winced as something occurred to her.

"That wasn't… why you had to leave your family… was it?" The only reason she and Toko met Hayate, Kokoa, and the rest of their Unichord unit in Towa City was because Unichord was just as much a band of ragtag misfits as the Tokomaru Duo. Hayate's family survived the initial Tragedy, but she'd been in the process of moving out around the time it first hit because of tension within the family, but it had nothing to do with her sexuality. She even confirmed as much to Komaru, shaking her head in response to the question.

"I think Mom might've had her suspicions. I don't know about Dad. But it was nothing like that. There was just… too much tension… fighting… I was always caught in the crossfire, and felt like I was being used as a weapon by one parent against the other. Or I'd be fighting too." Hayate trusted her parents with her sexuality, but as she felt on bad terms with them for other reasons, she had no desire to tell them anything.

Kokoa was more like Toko, refusing to come out because she was fully aware that the world would bully her for it. In fact, she'd been in deep denial about her attraction to women—assuming she just hadn't met the right guy yet—when Hayate literally appeared out of the blue to tell her that she loved the Ultimate Composter's latest piece. That musical score was the catalyst for their relationship, and the Ultimate Poet completed it with lyrics. Kokoa rejected her in the earliest days, but over time, Kokoa grew more comfortable with her sexuality, and with Hayate.

The Ultimate Composter still didn't come out easily, but as Toko observed, the Tragedy flipped the entire world on its head. After the six of them—Tokomaru and the Unichord four—managed to survive Towa City and aid in shutting down the Killing Games—Unichord tackling Monochio's Killing School Transfer of Hope's Pinnacle—that was when Kokoa finally came out to someone other than Hayate for the first time. Of course, those non-Hayate people were Toko and Komaru. Even before her other two Unichord unit members.

"S-so really… It was… all thanks to you guys," Kokoa scowled in embarrassment at her feet as the ball came and went through her hands.

"Awwww! I'm so happy!" Komaru squealed while Hayate smiled with pride and affection at her girlfriend, and Toko smirked.

"Glad we could be onee-sans."

"Oh, shut it," Kokoa glowered at the older Ultimate, and then shrieked a second later when Toko hurled the ball at her again, still smirking.

AN: Shameless self-promo, read my Danganronpa/D4DJ crossover: D4 V4 Despair Jockeys. Available on /AO3/Wattpad as well as DeviantArt, Tumblr, Reddit, TikTok, and YouTube among others.

Also in this four square game, the server asks a gay question and, like hot potato, whoever has the ball by the time the person is done answering has to answer next. A new server is picked when all four have answered the question, or someone gets out and misses the ball.

RIP Toko, LOL!