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"You're on a path. At the end of that path, there is a forest. Hiding in that forest, there is a Wanderer. You are here to kill her. If you don't, it will be the end of the world."
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(Explore) The end of the world? What does that mean?
(Explore) How can you know that for sure?
(Explore) How do I know you're not lying to me?
(Explore) How would she do that?
(Explore) Can't someone else do this?
(Explore) Do I get a reward for doing this?
(Explore) If she can end the world, how do I know she can't end me?
You sigh, run your hand through your hair tugging it pulling your head backwards as you do so, "uuuuhhg yeah you're telling me."
"I just don't know what to do" Roman whispers.
'There is one thing we can do' you think.
"There is... something I can do" you say.
Roman looks to you suspicious.
"I can just, kkkkrch" you say while swiping your thumb across your already scarred neck.
Romans eyes widen - he grabs your wrist and pulls you in a hug, "no don't do that to yourself."
"Why? I'll just regenerate back to this morning" your flippant tone doesn't help.
Roman holds you tighter, "Remus, you've already died two too many times - I don't want you to suffer again."
You pat Roman's head, "eh it's kinda like it never even happens when I wake up."
Roman backs up and touches the scar on your neck, trails down to your elbow at that scar and further down to your hand where you plunged that knife in.
"It's not though, your body is reflecting your trauma - there's got to be side effects to this."
You shrug, "it's not like I know the rules - I didn't make this happen."
Roman purses his lips, "there has to be a catalyst though right?"
"Probably, but no memories don't help."
There's silence as Roman thinks, "maybe we can find clues in your room or phone or something?"
Maybe!
>Nah let's just hang and see what tomorrow brings.
>Search room.
>Search phone.
>Search computer.
>Question Roman about what you guys did 'last night'.
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Welcome back to In Stars And Time Liveblog. This time: we left off in the middle of a conversation and now you're getting zero-context reactions to things you didn't see. We are tragically limited by our medium.
Admitting that you like listening to your friends talk? What a dreadful crime.
This is what happens when you're a wet cat of a man... The Suffrin. Next thing you know, they'll put you in a kitty carrier to take you to the vet. We wonder if Siffrin's up to date with vaccinations?
Ooh shit, like the book at the library? We've got to get our hands on that one. The book, Siffrin. We crave knowledge.
Part three of five of my Saiouma Day one-shot! Okay, I literally underestimated how long it would take me to finish writing this along with how long it was going to be. So, that’s why it’s being posted tonight rather than last night.
So, there will be more canon divergence (who doesn’t love canon divergence)! It will diverge from canon after the double murder in chapter three.
I hope you guys like it! :)
Title: See You on the Other Side
Summary: The world works as such: everyone has a soulmate that they must find before either one of them dies. If one of them dies, the other person will become stuck in a loop, starting from a specific moment in time. However, the soulmate indicator changes each time and gradually becomes harder to recognize. This will continue until they find their soulmate.
Now that Shuichi knows for certain that Kokichi is his soulmate, he will stop at nothing to try and break the loop. But no matter how hard he tries, even going so far as to convincing Monobear to put off the third classroom trial until the next day, a bigger force is determined to stop him from getting Kokichi to acknowledge and accept him as his soulmate...
Soulmate Indicator: Tattooed on your arm is the last words that your soulmate says to you before they die. The tattoo will disappear once the soulmate has died. As the words disappear, a tingling sensation along with immense pain follows.
Notes: This is a mashup of both soulmate and time loop AUs; there are many rules that are put into place in this particular universe; some parts will be longer than others due to how much content needs to be covered (particularly Loop #4)
Warnings: Major canon divergence (ex. an additional rule being added to the handbook), character death; read at your own risk!
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Again, the detective was confused by the change in events.
He was waiting for them to rush to Kaede’s research lab and find Himiko’s dead body among the music sheets scattered on the floor.
He was waiting for Angie to be revealed as the culprit and be dragged to her execution.
He was waiting for Tenko and Korekiyo to fall into their comas from the shock of losing their soulmates.
So, why was it that it never happened?
Why did it go back to what happened during the first loop, with Rantaro being murdered in the library and Kaede being the culprit?
Shuichi dropped down onto the bed, running a hand through his hair.
This is too confusing...just what is going on here, he asked himself.
He rose his hand up, observing the tattoo that had appeared on his arm.
People will start to think you’re in love with me, Saihara-chan.
This phrase...does he say this to me or something, he asked himself.
He let his hand drop back down to his side.
“I guess I’ll have to wait and see...” he muttered under his breath.
He turned over on his side, blinking tiredly at the door. The nighttime announcement began to play as the lights turned off in the room. He found himself drifting off to sleep as the nighttime announcement came to an end.
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The third murder investigation came upon them quicker than Shuichi had expected. Everyone had split up and begin to investigate both the art room and the middle room, where Angie and Tenko’s bodies laid.
Shuichi had finished checking the floorboards as he noticed a bottle laying on the ground.
He furrowed his brows at this.
“What in the...? A bottle?” he wondered out loud.
He walked over to the bottle and picked it up.
“Did you find something?” Maki called out to him.
“Ah...” he turned, watching as she made her way over to him. “Yeah. I just happened to find this bottle on the floor.” he said.
“A bottle?” she questioned, quirking a brow in confusion.
She stopped beside him, taking the bottle from him and observing it.
“It’s empty...not only that, there’s no label on it.” she stated.
“That’s strange. Why was there a bottle in here, to begin with?” Shuichi asked.
“I wouldn’t know. What I’m curious about is how come you guys didn’t notice it before when you were all setting up for the seance?” she asked.
“Maybe it was the lighting?” Shuichi suggested.
“Could be.” she continued to observe the bottle. “This bottle...I think I saw ones similar to it in the warehouse.” she commented.
“You did?”
“Yeah. From what I remember, these are soulmate pain suppressants.”
“Soulmate pain suppressants?”
“Yeah. You can take these so that if your soulmate does happen to die, you will feel little or no pain at all.”
“I see...”
Shuichi brought his hand up to his chin as he continued observing the bottle.
If Harukawa-san’s correct, then that would mean Shinguji-kun took these pills so that he wouldn’t feel anything when he killed Yonaga-san. It must’ve been hard, having no choice but to kill your soulmate because they happened to stumble upon you preparing your murder, he thought to himself.
“We have some time before the trial, right? I want to head down to the warehouse and check to see if this really is a bottle for soulmate pain suppressants.” Shuichi stated.
“Alright.” Maki flipped her ponytail over her shoulder. “Let’s go, then.” she said.
Shuichi nodded, stuffing the bottle into his coat pocket and heading out of the room.
As soon as he stepped out, the pungent smell of blood reached his nose.
“Blood? Where is that coming fro—“ he turned and then, his blood turned cold upon seeing the sight before him.
Kokichi laid motionless on the floor, his face in a large pool of his own blood.
Shuichi swore his heart stopped beating. Panic flooded through him as his breath caught in his throat.
He knew that the supreme leader was joking. He knew that in a couple of minutes, he was going to raise his head and say in a chirpy voice that it was all a lie.
But for some reason, he found himself thinking for just a minute that maybe the supreme leader wasn’t lying this time.
There was an incessant ringing in his ears as memories flashed through his mind.
Their conversation about the star in his neck when they were changing out of their wet clothes.
The love suite dream.
The pain he felt as he was heading back to his room from his research lab.
Waking back up in the classroom with Kaede after passing out.
Finding Kokichi pestering Keebo in the warehouse.
Finding Himiko’s body in Kaede’s research lab rather than Rantaro’s body in the library.
Angie getting executed rather than Kaede.
His interaction with Kokichi in the library about soulmates.
The red string that connected them both.
Him running after the supreme leader upon recognizing the soulmate indicator.
Kokichi being sniped before Shuichi could reach out to him.
The tears, screaming, and sobbing that shook his being as he collapsed, vision going black...
He felt himself shudder at the memories, tears welling up in his eyes as Kokichi rose his head from the floor.
“It was a lie!” he declared.
Shuichi knew he was lying.
But he couldn’t shake the terror he felt upon seeing his motionless body on the floor.
He moved with wobbly legs towards the supreme leader, throat dry. Maki’s words were distant along with Kokichi’s giggling as he dropped down before him.
“Saihara-chan, why so—“ Before he could finish his sentence, Shuichi pulled him into a hug.
Kokichi stilled as the detective wrapped his arms tightly around him. His chin rested on his shoulder as the blood seeping from his head rolled down the sides of his face and stained his coat.
“S...Saihara-chan...I told you that I was—“ Kokichi stopped as Shuichi choked out a sob.
“I don’t care if it was a lie! Don’t do it again! I...” tears streamed down the detective’s cheeks. “I really thought you were dead...!” he choked out.
Kokichi pressed his lips into a thin line as he listened to the detective sob. He slowly pulled away, watching as tears continued to roll down Shuichi’s cheeks.
“Oh goodness, are you seriously crying?” Kokichi cupped Shuichi’s cheeks, swiping away at his tears. “I told you that it was a lie, Saihara-chan...” he trailed off.
“And I told you before that I don’t care!” Shuichi snapped.
Kokichi stared at him with a look of bewilderment as a voice interrupted them.
“Ahem! May I ask what’s going on here?!”
“Monobear!” Shuichi shot a look at the monochromatic bear. “I think Ouma-kun hit his head somewhere!” he exclaimed.
“Hm? Hit his head somewhere?” The bear shrugged. “Eh, he looks fine to me. There’s no need to panic over hitting your head on something, anyway.” it pointed out.
“But he’s bleeding!”
“Eh, so? It’s only a drop or two!”
“‘Only a drop or two?!’ There’s enough blood here to fill a small-sized pool!”
“Now, now, you’re exaggerating—“
“But, it’s still a fair amount of blood, isn’t it? In order to even have his head bleeding this much, he must’ve hit his head really hard! For all we know, he could have a concussion!”
“Uh, Saihara-chan, it’s okay.” Kokichi lowered his gaze. “I can handle it—“
“No, you cannot.” Shuichi stared at Monobear. “Put off the trial until tomorrow.” he said.
“Saihara, what are you—“ Monobear cut Maki off.
“Put the trial off until tomorrow?! Are you being for real right now?! That is total blasphemy!” it exclaimed in horror.
“Yes, I am being for real. He is terribly injured! He can’t participate in the trial like this!” Shuichi pointed out.
“Oh? But, I’m pretty sure he can, though. All he’s got to do is wipe the blood away and it’ll be good!” Monobear said.
“And what if that’s not the case? What if he ends up dying from this? If he does end up dying, then one of the rules will be violated, won’t it?” Shuichi countered.
Monobear began to sweat as Shuichi reached into his pocket and pulled out his Monopad.
“According to rule number sixteen in the handbook, the blackened can only kill two students max during the game. But, I’m sure we can also interpret it as having only two deaths, excluding the execution, occur all at once. So, if we leave Ouma-kun alone and he does die, then that rule would be violated. From what I can see, you like to follow your rules to a tee. So, if you do leave him to die, then you’ll be considered as someone who doesn’t even abide by their own rules.” Shuichi explained.
Monobear continued to sweat as Shuichi’s piercing gaze bore holes into it.
“You do want to follow the rules, don’t you?” he asked.
“Of...Of course I want to follow my own rules!” Monobear pulled out a mega phone. “Listen up, you punks! The classroom trial is being postponed until tomorrow due to one of your beloved classmates suffering from a major injury!” it shouted.
“Are you for fucking real right now?!” Kaito roared angrily.
Monobear put the mega phone away and it looked at Shuichi.
“There. Are you happy?” it asked.
“I am. Now,” Shuichi picked Kokichi off of the ground bridal style, “can you please bring some medical equipment to his room? I’ll carry him there.” he said.
“Roger!” Monobear replied, quickly saluting him before vanishing into thin air.
Maki watched Shuichi in surprise.
“Are you kidding me? Why are you showing concern for this little shit? He can bleed to death for all I fucking care.” she bit out.
“You may want him to bleed to death, but I don’t.” Shuichi told her.
“But, he’s caused nothing but trouble—“
“For you, he might have. But, not for me.” he began to walk off. “If the others are looking for me, tell them that I’m in Ouma-kun’s room!” he called out over his shoulder.
Maki wanted to protest, but decided to keep quiet as Shuichi headed downstairs to the third floor.
As he walked down the hall, Kokichi peered up at him through half-lidded eyes.
“Saihara...chan...?” he weakly muttered.
“It’s going to be okay, Ouma-kun. I’m not going to let you continue suffering like this.” Shuichi said.
A weak chuckle came from the supreme leader.
“Geez...why are you suddenly...caring...” Kokichi didn’t get to finish his sentence as he lost consciousness, his head resting against Shuichi’s chest.
Shuichi began to pick up the pace as he made his way down to the second floor.
Don’t worry, Ouma-kun. I’ll make sure that you don’t die on me, he said to himself.
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Hours have passed since the trial was postponed until tomorrow and Kokichi was given appropriate treatment for his injury.
Shuichi stayed by his side, wiping the blood off with a damp cloth and checking his condition every half hour.
As he went to empty the blood colored water into the bathroom sink, he heard a small groan.
“Ouma-kun? Are you awake?” Shuichi called out.
“Mmmm...yeah?”
Shuichi set the bowl down on the sink counter along with the cloth and he stepped back out.
“Are you feeling okay now?” he asked, grabbing for one of the chairs and pulling it over to the side of the bed.
“Yeah, I guess. My head just hurts a little, that’s all.” Kokichi replied.
“I see...” Shuichi trailed off.
He sat down in the chair and he reached out to rest the back of his hand against Kokichi’s forehead.
“Well, it seems like you don’t have a fever...” a smile crossed the detective’s lips. “I’m glad.” he said.
Kokichi furrowed his brows, a frown pulling at his lips.
“You don’t need to fret over me like that.” he swatted Shuichi’s hand away. “So? What ended up happening? My mind is kind of all over the place, so...” he murmured.
“Ah, Monobear put off the trial until tomorrow.” Shuichi replied.
“Huh? That bear did what?” Kokichi sat up, shock evident in his features. “But why would it do that? There’s no way it would willingly do such a thing.” he said.
“I know. I managed to convince Monobear to put it off.” Shuichi told him.
“Huh? You managed to convince Monobear?”
“I did.”
“But...why? You guys can do the trial just fine without me, you know.”
“You’re injured, Ouma-kun! You can’t participate in the trial like that!”
“Says who? I’ll be fine. Besides, it’s not like anyone would care if they find out that I was the one that was injured—“
“But I do! I do care, Ouma-kun! If your injury had gotten worse...I don’t think I would have been able to bear it!”
“Oh? And why is that, Saihara-chan?”
“Because you’re my—“ that was when he felt his throat go dry.
The words that he wanted to say simply refused to be said. It was as if something was preventing him from telling Kokichi that they were soulmates.
This is weird. Why...are the words not coming out, he asked himself.
Kokichi tilted his head to the side, peering at him curiously.
“I’m your what?” he asked.
“You’re my s—“ he felt himself getting choked up once again.
Why can’t I just say it, he asked himself.
He quickly stood.
“I think my throat’s a little dry. I’ll go get some water for us.” he said.
“Okay, then.” Kokichi replied as he dropped back down onto the bed.
Shuichi turned and he began to head out. Before he could step out, he heard Kokichi call out to him.
“Saihara-chan, before you go, I need to say something.” he said.
“What is it?” Shuichi answered, turning to look at him.
“You...are you actually...” Kokichi trailed off, licking his lips.
Shuichi eyed him curiously.
“Ah, forget it. It’s not that important, anyway.” Kokichi smiled at him. “You shouldn’t show so much concern for me. People will start to think you’re in love with me, Saihara-chan.” he warned.
Shuichi’s grip on the door handle tightened as he forced himself to grin.
“I’ll make sure to keep that in mind, then.” he said before exiting the room, closing the door behind him.
He sighed as he made his way to the dining hall.
Why couldn’t I tell him that he’s my soulmate? That was the perfect opportunity to do so! So, why couldn’t I?! It was almost like something was preventing me from telling him, he thought to himself.
He walked into the dining hall and headed into the kitchen, grabbing two glasses from the cupboard as a thought hit him.
Maybe...something is preventing me from telling him. It’s almost like something is trying to keep me in this loop forever, he thought to himself.
He felt the temperature in the room drop as he turned on the faucet and filled up the first glass.
“Is that really it...?” he muttered out.
He brought the second glass under, watching it fill up with water as he mulled over the thought. He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn’t notice that the cup was overflowing, nor did he feel the water cascading down the sides of his hand like a waterfall.
A hand reached out and turned the faucet off, pulling Shuichi back into reality. He turned, seeing Tsumugi standing beside him.
“Shirogane-san...” he trailed off.
“Sorry, did I scare you?” she asked, her voice timid.
“No, no, you didn’t scare me at all.” he said.
“Oh, I’m glad.” she noticed the two glasses in his hands. “Who are you taking water for?” she asked.
“Ah, it’s for me and Ouma-kun. My throat felt a little dry and I feel like he needed to drink something, as well. So, I came out and got some water.” he explained.
“I see...well, I shouldn’t hold you up for too long.” she said.
“Alright. I’ll get going now.” Shuichi said as he began to head out of the kitchen.
“Oh, before you go!” Tsumugi called out.
“Hm?” Shuichi turned. “What is it?” he asked.
“Shinguji-kun hasn’t shown up since Monobear decided to put off the trial to tomorrow. If you happen to see him, tell him to come to the dining hall.” she requested.
“I’ll do that.” he said as he stepped out and headed back to the dormitory.
He furrowed his brows.
What in the world would Shinguji-kun be doing? He’s not destroying any of the evidence, is he, he asked himself.
Just then, he felt a tingling sensation on his arm. He slowed, glancing down at his arm as the tattoo began to disappear.
“What the...” he muttered.
Why is it disappearing like that? Is that even supposed to be—
Then, that all too familiar pain took over his body all at once. The glasses fell from his hands, shattering on the ground.
Wait...I got the indicator all wrong. The words on my wrist aren’t the most important thing he has to tell me. This is his last words to me before he dies, he thought to himself.
His eyes grew wide at the realization.
“No...” he muttered under his breath.
He fell to his knees as he let out a scream.
“No!” tears began to fill up in his eyes as the pain grew more intense. “Why?!” he screamed.
He dropped to the ground.
“Why, why, why?! Why do you keep doing this to me?!”
He sobbed, watching as his vision began to blur.
“Please stop keeping him away from me...stop killing him...please stop killing him!” he cried out.
The last thing he saw was the dormitory and a familiar figure slipping out before he lost consciousness once more.
