#niragi simp

Part Two, Series Masterlist

Niragi Suguru is, by all definitions, a madman. Maybe that's part of the attraction; the feeling of danger when he walks past, the rush of adrenaline knowing you could die at any given moment. If he were to be the end of you, that would be more than acceptable.

When you first arrived at the Beach, you were alone. You arrived at this land with a group, recalling there being at least four others at some point. One of the first games had taken their lives or, more accurately, your winning was what took their lives. You remember just finishing up your tenth game or so, your body aching. 'Spade games aren't a joke...' 

You held the card in your hand, glaring daggers at it. You tucked it away in your pouch, who knew fanny packs would become so handy? You took out the antiseptic you had, your hands burning from hitting the ground. Others tried to push you off balance, themselves getting knocked from the tilting floor. You cringed at the burning sensation and started making your way back to your home. Well, you called it home, but it was just an empty department store. You had your tent and a sleeping bag, better than most people.

You didn't get very far before being stopped by a rather beautiful girl. She tapped on your shoulder, and turning around you saw that she had her hand extended towards you. "Kuina. You really saved me back there." You took her hand and gave it a firm shake, "(Y/N), no problem. You seemed like you were in a pinch." She chuckled and smiled at you, "If by 'a pinch' you mean falling to my death, then yes, I was in a pinch." You smiled in return, your hand falling by your side. "Look, you have some good reflexes... I was wondering if you'd like to team up with us."

You gave a skeptical look, "Who is 'us?'" She continued to smile and grabbed your arm gently, leading you over to a car. "A running car? How'd you manage that?" The girl, Kuina, didn't answer but just opened the back door. You pulled away from her grip, "I don't really do teams. So, thanks I guess, but no thanks." You turned to walk away and bumped into a large man, with a scar running down the side of his face and a black tank top.

"Get in." 'Well that's not giving me much option, now is it?' You held back your words, this man would probably crush you like a bug. You turned back to Kuina and sighed, getting in the back of the car, her following suit and closing the door behind her. The car ride was silent despite your questions. "Where are we going?" "Who are you people?" Kuina just smiled and kept telling you over and over, "You'll see when we get there." Seeing as how it was getting nowhere, you stopped asking.

It was probably around 20 or so minutes until you arrived at the entrance. The words had been spray painted over, reading "The Beach." Kuina opened the door and got out as the car came to a stop, "Now, don't freak out." You followed her, closing the door behind you. "About what?" Suddenly your vision went dark, a bag being placed on your head. Your hands were quickly bound behind you with what felt like a zip tie. "What the fuck?!" Someone put a gag around the bag where your mouth was, muzzling any other further protests.

You were then in front of the leader. The bag was lifted and you squinted your eyes at the bright light. It wasn't natural light, but the lights inside somehow worked. Something you didn't miss, the LED bulbs that were everywhere. "Welcome - to the Beach!" He was wearing a floral silk kimono robe, paired with a plain pair of what seemed to be swim shorts. You took note of the people in the room; an average man with glasses, a woman with short black hair, and another with flowing hair and an outfit to kill. The girl, Kuina, was no longer with her, but the driver stood behind her.

The leader flashed around some cards, taking them all in. "Very impressive, ten cards are nothing to scoff at when you acquired them yourself." It was then you noticed everything was gone, no fanny pack, no weapons, hell they even got the knife in your boot. "My cards? What would you want with those?" The man looked up at you, "We are collecting them, of course! Here at the Beach, we work as a collective to gather all the cards in the deck. Our goal is, put simply, to go back to our world." You tilted your head at his words, curiosity surging through you. 'A way to go back home..'

He continued, "We only ask you to follow three rules. We will provide you with anything you could ever want. Electricity, food, running water, whatever you might need. Number one," he held up a single finger, locking your eyes in with his, "All members of the Beach will wear swimwear," he pulled back his robe, seeming to show off, "You can't hide any weapons this way."

"Number two, you are free to do whatever you want. Drink to your heart's content, drugs, sex. Whatever keeps you content." He smirked, seemingly proud of his first two rules. You could've sworn his face turned grim for just a moment before he continued, "And the third, most important. Death to traitors." You held your breath, 'No backing out now it seems.' You contemplated for a moment, holding your head to the ceiling and closing your eyes. You let out a sigh, turning back to the leader. "Sounds great. When do I start pool duty?"

He let out a small chuckle, "I like this one, she's got a bit of fire in her. Now, with cards like these," he held them up in his hand, then tossed them onto his desk, "Quite impressive, again. Seven of Spades, Six of Diamonds, and Seven of Hearts..." He looked your way again, "With this, you'll get a decent number. Woah," he stopped his speech, picking up one card in particular. He faced it forward for everyone to see, "A Nine of Hearts? I knew you had some fire!" He laughed and pulled back the card, gathering them and putting them in a pocket.

He nodded to the large man in the room, and suddenly you felt your hands release. You rubbed them both, the marks from the zip ties burning a bit from the pressure. "I'm the Hatter. This is Aguni," he gestured to the man from before. "This is Keiichi, Ann, and Mira," they all gave a slight nod of the head, not bothering with much else. "Kuina is right outside, she'll show you around." He smiled and gestured towards the door, "Enjoy your stay with us." You stood and made your way to the door, hand on the handle, "I'll do my best."

Holding back your sarcasm was a strong suit for you. It never went well in the real world, why would it be here? You saw Kuina leaning up against the wall, chewing on a piece of candy. "(Y/N), so I take it went well?" She smiled at you and grabbed both your hands, pulling you down the hall, "Well I was abducted, had my cards taken, and not really given much choice in the manner. So... Peachy, I guess?" Maybe holding back sarcasm wasn't as much of a strong suit as you thought it was.

Kuina led you to a large storage room. "You can take anything you want in here, have fun!~" She let out a giggle and turned her back for you to get changed. You could hear her chewing on the candy in her mouth as you began sorting through the clothes if you could call them that. You settled on a black one-piece with a floral design, it had a small diamond shape cut out over the stomach, and the sides were slit and tied together.

You looked for a cover-up and managed to find a white lace one. You grabbed it and flung it over yourself, making your way to Kuina. "Alright, all set for the ball." She smiled at your outfit, "Cute! Let's give you the tour." The pool was bigger than you thought it would be, and the bar was certainly something to ponder. She sat you down poolside, "Oh, another big thing, there are these guys that go around that patrol for anyone breaking the rules. If you can, avoid them at all costs." You nodded along, 'Whatever I can do to live a bit longer.' "Got it. What're these bracelets for by the way?" Kuina flipped yours over to reveal the number behind it, "27? Pretty good for a newcomer! They show your place in line for leaving." She held up her wrist to show, "I'm the eleventh in line, try not to be intimidated." She chuckled and nodded towards the bar, "A drink?" You glanced towards the stocked bar, "I'm game," you returned her smile and watched her get up.

You clasped your hands together and lowered your head to sigh, it's been a while since you got to relax. You felt the muscles in your back and shoulders release and the aches that came with it. The noise suddenly dropped and the near silence enveloped you. You could feel the change in the air and searched for the source. Your eyes landed on them, what you would assume were the militants Kuina had mentioned earlier.

You put your head back down, waiting for them to pass by. All of them carried some sort of weapon, 'So much for no weapons..' You heard the heavy footsteps stop behind you. You swallowed your breath, 'What're the odds?'

You felt a kick on the chair and glanced back. It was the man from earlier, Aguni, and a few others you had yet to know the names of. You could see Kuina at the bar with two drinks, stopped in her tracks watching the militants. "... Can I help you?" One of the men came forward, holding his rifle against his shoulder, "Why don't you help us?" He gave out a dark laugh, signaling another man forward.

Aguni held up his hand, stopping the man from coming any closer. "Niragi, not this one. Move on to another." The man, Niragi, seemed annoyed at this. "Yes, boss." He kicked at the chair again, following Aguni forward. He glared back at you, swirling his tongue through his lips. Kuina jogged toward you, both drinks still in hand. ".. You okay?" You nodded, taking the red drink from her hand. "Did I do something already to get on the shit list?"

Kuina shook her head, "No, just try not to catch Niragi's eye... Avoid him especially, he's fucking crazy." She shot her drink down quickly, "Aguni stopped him this time, can't guarantee he'll stop him twice." You turned behind you, looking at a blonde-haired man with a hoodie. Kuina piped up, "Chishiya! This is (Y/N)," he nodded his head once, "I heard," he turned to you, "Mind if I steal Kuina for a moment?"

"Not at all," you looked over at Kuina, "I'm gonna go check out my room, you guys have fun." You knocked back your drink, placing the glass on the ground and wiping the sides of your mouth of the sweetener. You could feel both their eyes on your back as you walked into the hotel, climbing the stairs to your room. Looking at the back of your wristband, you read the number, 'Room 213,' you glanced at the plaque in front of the hallway, following the arrows. 'Third door down on the right, easy enough.'

You opened the door, noticing the lock on the other side had been damaged, unable to lock. You sighed in defeat, 'So, not a lot of privacy here...' You were about to lie down when your stomach let out a heavy growl. With a sigh, you gathered yourself mentally and headed back out the door, not bothering to close it after yourself.

Making your way to the cafeteria, you heard shouting from inside. You contemplated entering, but your stomach won that battle. You head in quickly, staying by the sides to not draw as much attention. You caught the eye of the man on the ground, being kicked repeatedly. You stayed your course and found a shelf, not caring what you grabbed as long as you got out quickly. Ignoring the painful grunts in between pleading for the assault to stop and a string of sorry, you grabbed a bag of crackers and made for the door.

You felt a pull from your shoulder, "Where do you think you're going?” You turned to see Niragi holding you back. He spun you to face him and pushed you into the wall, his arm blocking the door. His face came closer, you could feel his warm breath on you. You brought his other hand to grasp your chin, holding you still for him to examine. "Such a delicate thing... I wonder if you'll break." He laughed as he grabbed onto your arm again, pulling you out of the cafeteria. The other men didn't follow, just kept kicking the man mercilessly.

You tried to pull your arm back, but his grip tightened on you. You began to pull back harder, trying to use your feet to gain some traction on the ground. Your attempts were proven useless as Niragi continued to pull you forward. It was then Chishiya rounded the corner, his eyes catching Niragi's immediately.

Chishiya stopped in his tracks, his monotone voice almost echoing through the halls, "Does Aguni know you're messing with her again?" Niragi stopped pulling but kept his hand locked around your arm. "Aguni should be faster if he wants a woman. You never know when they'll be riddled with holes." He looked back and smirked at you, making a show of the rifle on his shoulder. He looked back to Chishiya, a sour look on his face. "You should mind your business, snake. You might find a few extra holes in you before morning."

The blonde stepped back sarcastically, putting both hands in the air. "Wouldn't ever stand in your way. Hatter wants to see her." You could feel the grip on your arm tighten and stop as he shoved your arm away. "Tch... See you soon, Princess." He gave you one look over and swirled his tongue on his lips, "Really soon." He laughed and made his way down the hallway, bumping into Chishiya as he did, pushing him to the side. Chishiya didn't seem fazed and approached you, "Follow me."

Part 13, Series Masterlist, Part 15

Kuina paced the empty lobby, her thumbnail firmly placed in between her teeth as she bit at it. Her eyes wouldn't focus, no matter how much she tried. Tears welled up in her eyelids, and she quickly wiped them away as she took a deep breath. The only thing she could do was keep glancing back to the second floor, watching and hoping that either you or Chishiya, or both if she was lucky, would come walking down any moment now.

The noise of those walking past her was drowned out by her own thoughts, the guilt and anxiety finally catching up to her. Kuina had never thought, even in this awful and lawless place, that she would turn against another woman like that; to leave another so defenseless, even if it was all part of a larger scheme. Even during her toughest games so far, she hadn't felt the urge to light up a cigarette so badly since she arrived in this world.

Kuina suddenly felt a firm shove from behind her, her hands rising up quickly to catch herself before she hit the wall. Her head whipped around, ready to turn all that pent-up anxiety and guilt into anger before her eyes landed on the man behind her. She held her breath, her eyes widening slightly as she pursed her lips inward.

Niragi took a step forward, his rifle prominent in his hands as he glared at Kuina. It was only a second before she found herself cornered against the wall, her mind going blank before racing to figure a way out of this; whatever this was. "Can I help you with something?" She tried to sound dumbfounded, hoping he would back down. Regret filled her stomach instantly as Niragi's hand slammed into the wall beside her head, making her flinch just slightly.

"Maybe you can. You were with Y/N last night, weren't you?" Her eyes couldn't look away from his as he continued to glare, his voice firm and unwavering. Kuina felt herself gulp audibly, her hands beginning to sweat. "It's funny. See, she was fine right up until she met up with you and that little snake friend of yours. But then, she happened to come across a little case of amnesia. Any idea how that happened?"

Before she had the chance to speak, Niragi's finger slid up to the trigger, holding the barrel firmly under her chin. "You were working with that fucking snake, weren't you? And don't you dare try to lie to me either." For the first time, Kuina was seeing Niragi not just mad, but nearly furious. His eyes were stone cold and accusing, "He knows," Kuina thought inside her mind. "Fuck."

The look in Kuina's eyes told Niragi everything he needed to know as he lowered the barrel, stepping back almost hurriedly. Kuina breathed a sigh of relief before tensing at the sound of your voice, "What's going on?" Her head moved so quickly that Kuina could've sworn she nearly got whiplash. "Y/N..." Niragi couldn't help but smirk as he heard you, taking another side step back as you walked closer to the two of them.

"I was just having a little chat with your friend here," Niragi said cockily, his eyes focused on Kuina's reaction to seeing you. He couldn't help but feel a bit proud, having figured everything out in the short time that had passed. His tongue glided across his teeth, as he smirked, his eyes softening almost immediately as he finally looked over to you. The red nose, the puffy eyes. He took notice almost immediately, fighting the urge to publicly walk over to comfort you.

Your gaze moved back and forth between the two of them, a horrible feeling settling in your stomach. "What were you guys talking about...?" Your voice was soft, a bit timid, even. This day was not going as well for you as you had hoped, considering how you had woken up this morning.

Kuina's head dropped, all that guilt rushing back to her as quickly as it had left. She slowly licked her lips, feeling her vision go a bit blurry as she looked up at you, noticing the state of your face; you had been crying already. Kuina's heart was pained at the sight, taking a deep breath before she tried to speak. Unfortunately for Kuina, Niragi was just a moment quicker.

"Turns out, your memory loss from last night was a team effort," Niragi said coldly, his eyes glaring at Kuina. You couldn't help but tense your shoulders, your heart speeding up. Looking at Kuina, your lips began to tremble just slightly.

"Kuina...?"

Kuina slammed her eyes shut and looked down again, crossing her arms over her chest and holding herself. "I... Y/N, please understand, I didn't--"

Kuina gasped and nearly jumped back as Niragi's rifle was quickly pointed at her, his finger resting just over the trigger. "Tell her. Or I will." Kuina could feel the tears start slipping down her cheeks, her eyes focused solely on you. Oddly enough, she wasn't even worried about the gun pointed at her, nor the madman behind it. She was only worried for you. You, and the friendship she thought she had earned.

"I-I... I'm so sorry, Y/N... When we went drinking, I... I got you drunk... On purpose..."

You felt your heart sink to the bottom pit of your stomach, your lungs beginning to burn from the lack of oxygen from holding your breath. 

"You... What?" You could feel your eyes start to burn again, blinking rapidly as the pieces quickly came together.

Kuina could see the look of hurt and betrayal in your eyes, quickly trying to counter herself. "Y/N, please listen! It's not like that, I swear--"

You tried to blink back some tears, failing to do so as you quickly turned and bolted back up the stairs, ignoring Kuina calling after you desperately. It seemed like around every corner, there was another problem. Another issue rising without regard or warning.

Niragi held the gun to Kuina whose eyes followed you up the stairs, his voice firm as he spoke, "Man, you guys really are such a pair, wouldn't you say?" He scoffed, a bit irritated she wasn't even looking at him as he threatened her, Kuina's eyes keeping on you desperately as her knuckles turned white from holding the railing of the stairs on the lobby floor, fighting the urge to run after you as her lip started to quiver.

Lowering his gun, Niragi immediately began his ascent up the stairs. He followed after you hurriedly, his feet carrying him towards the muffled sounds of you holding back sobs down the hallways. It was as if it was the only sound he could hear; the music from outside drowning out even as he got closer to it.

Reaching the basement, Niragi looked around, sighing as he could no longer hear nor see you. He scratched the back of his head in frustration, his rifle still firmly in his other hand. "Oh, fuck it..." He muttered to himself before picking a direction, following the edge of the hallway as he searched. It wasn't long before he found you, your body turned towards the corner of the wall, your head huddled down with your hand covering your mouth as you gently sobbed into it.

Niragi silently walked towards you, gently placing his hand on your shoulder to avoid startling you. You turned around, your cheeks stained with tears and your eyelids puffy and red. With your lips still slightly quivering, you buried your face into Niragi's shirt, ignoring how he tensed up the moment you touched him so suddenly. Within seconds, your hands were wrapped around his back, tucked under his arms as your hands grabbed onto the back of his shirt, holding yourself into him.

He held his breath for what seemed like forever in his mind, his shoulders slowly relaxing as he sighed softly to himself. Niragi awkwardly slung his gun over his shoulder by the strap, placing his arms over and around you, holding you to him as he rested his chin on the top of your head. He could hear you sobbing quietly, ignoring the wetness slowly being absorbed by his shirt.

Niragi ran his hand slowly up and down your back, staying silent as he couldn't quite figure out what to say or do. This affection was still new to him, so new that he wasn't even sure if he was doing the correct thing or not. It was often that Niragi felt unsure of himself like this, it wasn't a pleasant feeling either. He felt conflicted by so much. On one hand, he was beginning to realize that he truly cared for you in a way he couldn't quite grasp. The urge to protect you, to defend you from harm and anything that could hurt you made his ability to think clearly almost entirely mute. 

On the other hand, when he wasn't with you, he was free to do as he wished. He could do whatever it was that he whimmed, no matter what. He could kill, he could torment, he could laugh at the most undesirable state of the world and nobody would dare to question his authority or judgment on things. It was as if he was two separate beings, trapped and sharing one body.

It wasn't until you slowly pulled away from him that he snapped out of his thoughts, his eyes wandering over you as his hands slid across your back and to your shoulders, his thumbs gently rubbing the softness of your skin. Niragi lifted your chin up to look at him softly, carefully wiping away a stray tear that was mid-fall. His voice was oddly soft as he spoke to you, his eyes never leaving yours for a moment.

"We should get you back to your room, yeah?"

He noticed you hold your breath for a moment before shaking your head to the side, looking down briefly. "I... I would rather not go back there, for now..."

Niragi thought for a moment before grabbing your hand, pulling you gently along with him as he started to move.

"W-where are we going?" You asked genuinely, the moment of you leaving Chishiya behind in your room flashing through your mind briefly.

"To my room."

Niragi spoke nonchalantly, and you were glad he was leading the way facing forward as you felt the slightest blush rise on your cheeks. "O-oh... Okay," you mustered up to say, recalling this morning when you, quite literally, woke up atop Niragi. The walk up the floors wasn't as long as it seemed, as a matter of fact, the time seemed to fly by as your mind honed in on the feeling of Niragi's hand around yours.

The weight of the world seemed to push heavily on your shoulders the moment you walked into Niragi's room, nearing stumbling over yourself in exhaustion the moment you closed the door behind you. Niragi quickly grabbed you by the shoulders, reaching an arm around your back to better support you as he looked at you with mild concern.

Niragi silently helped you into the bed, sitting on the edge as he watched you intently. You struggled to keep your eyes open, the puffiness still present as Niragi pulled the covers over you, the light shifting of his rifle still slung over his shoulder being the only noise that could be heard in the silence. You felt your mind begin to shut down, your eyes fluttering softly as you struggled to keep them open, your lips gently parting as you watched Niragi.

Maybe you wanted to say something to him. Or maybe, you just wanted his presence near you in this moment. But nothing came out, as you quickly drifted asleep, the events of the day having taken their full toll on you, leaving no emotion spared.

Niragi watched you for a moment, making sure you were fully asleep. He sighed lightly to himself, closing his eyes as he stood up, careful not to wake you. The wheels in his mind turned for a moment before clicking in place; his next move apparent. He knew what he had promised you, the way you begged for him to spare that snake hidden in the grass. But was it really breaking a promise if you never found out the truth? He could convince you if he tried hard enough, he was certain of that. After all, there weren't many that would correct him if he lied.

He silently walked out of the room, turning off the lights and taking one last look at you sleeping peacefully before quietly closing the door behind himself. Once he heard it click in place, he slung his rifle back into his hands, a cocky smirk rising on his lips as he began walking down the hallway.

His plan was almost perfect. All he needed was a good enough reason, and he was set. Niragi would finally be able to protect you from danger, even if it meant you lost some friends in a more permanent way than most. It was the one rule in the Beach that he completely agreed with, and for good reason. It gave him the privilege of ending any and all that would dare go against him. After all, never forget the third rule of the Beach; "Death to all traitors."

Kuina sobbed into her hands, quickly wiping away any tears that fell hurriedly to no avail. She didn't even hear the knock on her door until she felt a pair of eyes on her back, not bothering to turn to look at him.

"We fucked up, Chishiya... We fucked up so badly..."

Chishiya stood there, glad Kuina hadn't turned around. It wasn't often he felt defeated in any way, and the feeling wasn't exactly an easy one to get rid of. He kept his hands tucked away in his pockets as he thought for a moment, "We can fix this."

Chishiya jumped at the sudden movement of Kuina standing up, turning around quickly to face him. Her eyes glared at him, her face scrunched up as she balled her hands into fists. "Fix this? How the hell are we going to fix this, Chishiya?! She knows! She knows everything, and so does Niragi!"

He nodded his head slowly once, "Of course he knows too..." He said with an unbothered look on his face, more talking to himself than Kuina. "But we can win her back. It might take time, but we have plenty of that." Kuina looked down, trying to take deep breaths as she attempted to calm herself.

"Okay, okay... So what's the plan here?"

Chishiya opened his mouth to speak, immediately holding his words as the speaker rang throughout the hotel, the television in the room turning on with a white screen.

Kuina's eyes widened as she looked between Chishiya and the television, the eerily familiar voice ringing throughout the hotel.

"We'd like to thank our guests for staying at Seaside Paradise Tokyo. As a token of our appreciation, we would now like to commence a game with all residents."

Part One, Part Three, Series Masterlist

Later that night, you managed to find some peace in your bed. The exhaustion took hold of your subconscious, easing you fast to sleep. If only the sleep was restful.

The nightmare was nothing new. It was now more intense than ever though. You could feel the flames burning, heating your face and body with their ferocity. You could hear the screams inside the house like it was happening at that very moment. Your body didn't seem to move, it just stood grounded in place. You wanted to scream, too. Scream for your family that could no longer, scream for the ones you've seen die on the way. But a deep, dark part of you seemed happy. Relishing in this, almost. 'Nothing they didn't deserve.'

You awoke mere hours after you had found sleep, drenched in sweat. Your heart was racing, and your breathing was heavy. You wiped your forehead, grabbing onto the bedsheets to hopefully find some sense of reality. 'It was just a dream...' You sat up, trying to catch your breath. If only the nightmare was just that, a nightmare. A fictitious tale of worries and fears, or maybe a telling of inner thoughts. But no, some nightmares are just a retelling of the life we've experienced, no matter how much we try to shut it all out.

Your stomach made its discomfort known, as you rested your hand over it. You took note of the color of the sky, early dawn, hopefully, no one will be downstairs. Hopefully. You sat up, your heart finally steadying itself. You found yourself in the cafeteria rather quickly and with much less guesswork this time. You saw no one inside, feeling hopeful you pushed the doors open, making your way to the other shelves you've yet to explore.

You quickly found and demolished a bottle of water, sighing relief over the coolness. You grabbed another for later, the fewer trips the better. Granola bars caught your eye, your favorite kind too. Ripping one open you found yourself relishing in the chewy goodness, it had been so long after all since you ate normal, packaged food like this. You decided to sit down, your stomach aches turning to slight nausea from eating too fast. Pacing yourself, you looked around at all the food and that's when you noticed, Niragi was leaning up against the wall to the side. He must've been out of sight when you entered. You felt your mouth clench and stopped chewing, his eyes locked onto yours.

Readying yourself for the worst, your muscles tensed themselves, and your eyes darted quickly to the door and back again. Yet, he did not approach. His gun was nowhere to be seen, yet it felt as if his eyes could do more damage than a gun could. He pushed himself off the wall, making a slow pace toward you. Jumping out of your seat, you took a few steps back. He stopped when you moved, his eyes boring into yours. He was faster and stronger, but it didn't mean you had to go down without a fight. 

You raised and balled your hands into fists. Your father made you take some basic self-defense classes when you were quite young. Not that they would do you any good. You got knocked down by your brother in class and cried so much, your mother made your father stop taking you.  Niragi didn't seem fazed, instead, he looked like he was deep in thought.

"(Y/N)."

You froze a bit. The worst part about being the new kid is you forget everyone knows who you are, even if you don't know everyone.

He seemed slightly annoyed at your silence but continued regardless. "... Do you have a brother?" You felt your body turn white. You started to shake, your grip on your fists beginning to crumble. Your lips began to quiver, and your mind started to collapse in on itself. "Y-you... Leave me the hell alone!" You darted for the door, leaving your food behind as you ran as fast as your feet would carry you. You didn't stop until your door slammed itself shut.

You pressed your back into the door, sliding down and hugging your knees as tight as you could. Your body began to rock itself back and forth and the tears started. All that could be heard from your room was your sobs, followed by your apologies, sang over and over from your dry throat. It wasn't until your eyes gave in on you and your mind began to waver off that you realized, Niragi didn't pursue you. He let you leave. You didn't dream that night.

You were awoken by a knock on the door. You rubbed your swollen eyes as the light pierced them through the window. You pulled yourself up, opening the door a crack. "Yes...?" Kuina stood in front, holding a plate and a bottle of water. "Hey, breakfast?" You graciously took the plate from her hands, opening the door for her to come in. "Thanks, I'm starved." She looked at you with concern in her eyes, "Are you okay?" Kuina's voice rang that of genuine concern. "Yeah, just a rough night." You gave a little chuckle, trying to wave her concern for you. "Thanks again for the food, I appreciate it."

She sat down on the bed next to you, "You're gonna need your strength. The games are tonight, ya know. You'll go down to the lobby and get your slip, everyone gets paired up for the games." You nodded along, taking a bite of the white rice on your plate. "Oh yeah, I almost forgot I was in a death game for a second." You managed to get a smile out of her, You sat your plate down and stared into your hands in your lap, "I... I hope we get paired up together." You felt her hand on your back, "Brings back old times, eh?" She nudged your side with her elbow gently, coaxing a laugh from you. "You'll do great. You've made it this far." 'Yeah... For what?'

You found yourself in between everyone in the lobby. You were given a small blue piece of paper with the number four on it. Some people were already forming groups with others, planning on which car to take. You felt a tap on your shoulder and turned to see a stranger. "Hey, number four?" He held up his piece of paper, showing the same group number as yourself. You held yours up as well, "Four." You forced a smile, mentally readying yourself to potentially see this man die.

You both made your way out to the cars, waiting to see who else was joining you. You were overcome with a feeling of dread as a voice rang behind you. "Well hey there Princess, miss me?" Niragi shoved the other man out of the way, pinning you against the car with his free hand. It seemed the curious man from last night was gone. "I think we make a good enough team ourselves, just you and me..." You shuddered as he caressed your cheek, and he laughed in response. Another militia member had also been put into your group, 'Figures as much.' 

Niragi made the other two sit in front, and squished you in between himself and the door, wrapping his free arm around you tightly. "Don't think about jumping out now, road rash is a bitch!" He laughed as though he would be the one pushing you out of a moving car. Not that you would put it past him.

The arena was fit for the game. The wild animals, however, seemed a bit out of place. There was a cage in the center of the stage, empty, above it, a blue flag lay hanging from the ceiling. The announcement didn't take very long, thankfully. 

"Registration has now closed. Ten players entered. The game will be: Capture the Flag. Game difficulty: Six of Clubs"

The rules were pretty simple, players divided into two teams, and whoever is the first to not get casually mauled by each other or the animals and grab the flag, wins. You rolled your shoulders back, loosening up your muscles. You readied yourself for the easiest route, straight for the flag. You were thankful for the stranger who approached you earlier is on your side, at least you wouldn't have to kill him. Not so much thankful for Niragi swinging his gun around.

The game began, and everyone started sprinting. It didn't take long for animals to be released from their cages, they seemed to be released in order. One every 30 seconds. The larger animals would prove to be an issue if they didn't complete the game fast enough. Someone from the opposing team began to open fire on the animals, 'Awful shot...'

It didn't do much as you heard screams and the tear of human flesh from afar. He would serve as a decoy for now, as three people made it to the cage, immediately pulling themselves and their teammates up as quickly as possible. You were lucky to get there fast, pulling up your unknown teammate from the side. Those atop the cage started clawing at each other, trying to grasp the flag above them. The distance can be quite deceiving, as the flag was slowly getting higher.

"The flag is getting farther away!" A man pushed a woman off the cart, taking her place beneath it, pushing others down to make more room for himself to lunge and grab it. You pulled Niragi up by his hand, surprising yourself. You stayed low to the top of the cage, not wanting to be pushed from its safety. The panther that attacked and devoured the man earlier was now looking for seconds. There was so much screaming you could hardly think. 'Only so many people can fit on the cage, how are we supposed to grab it if it's just going to get higher?'

Your thoughts were interrupted by the unknown man, who kicked another one of his teammates to the ground to serve as bait. You tried to extend your hand to him, but Niragi held you back. "Don't." You couldn't help but be distracted by the look in his eyes. He didn't seem threatening, but something... different. You pulled yourself back into reality as another person was thrown from safety. Anger began to boil in your heart, your mind began being clouded by intrusive thoughts.

'What kind of a man throws his comrades to the literal fucking wolves..'

But you knew well to know what kind of man would do that. A man that deserved the worst. Anger got the best of you and, surprising even Niragi, you kicked the man with all your strength. You watched as he fell on top of the wolf, distracting it from its current meal. It took mere seconds for the screams to start. A small part of you cried out, eager to watch. You pushed it to the side, and pulled Niragi up to his feet, "Put me on your shoulders! Now!"

Shockingly, he did what he was told, he bent down and allowed you to clasp his neck with your thighs, his hands holding you in place as he stood. You outstretched your hand as far as it could go, just grazing the flag, "Just... A little bit.. more..!" Niragi pushed you up by your thighs, allowing you to pull the flag down from its chain. The game board rang loudly, "Congratulations. Team B has won."

You looked at the cell phone you picked up at the beginning of the game, "Your Visa has been extended by six days." You sighed a breath of relief, 'Six more days...' You looked down, realizing you were still atop Niragi's shoulders. "You, uh... You can put me down now, please." You were surprised he did so without question. You looked over at the edge of the cage, the animals had gotten the laser it seems. Your other three teammates have also had their fate handed to them this game. You said a silent prayer for the stranger from the Beach, he seemed nice.

You hopped down from the cage, pain pulsing from your left ankle, "Fuck!" You immediately took the pressure off it, slumping into the cage. 'Must've sprained it kicking that fucker off the cage...' You were met with surprise as Niragi silently put your arm around his shoulder, his arm wrapping around your waist. He stopped at the table by the entrance, grabbed the card, and put it in his pocket. He guided you back to the car without a word. Ushering you into the passenger seat, he gently placed your injured foot in, even going as far as pulling the seatbelt over you and buckling it in.