I am going off more the manga for the game than the show. I do use some stuff from the show though.
Warnings: swearing, suggestive content, implied sexual content, angst, mentions of torture, suicide, blood
You stood next to Matsushita, holding onto his arm.
"It's been a day and a half and only 18 people..."
"Yeah, doesn't the player requirement seem a bit high?"
You heard murmurs all around. You caught the blonde in the white hoodie staring at you.
Of course you and Matsushita were only playing a part. You acted like two shy and reserved people.
You zoned out a bit at the rules, having heard them a couple of times prior.
"So all we have to do is tell eachother our suits, easy enough!" A boy said enthusiastically. You tried not to laugh, still acting scared. "Enji I don't like this," you mumbled, just loud enough for people to hear you. If they think you're not a threat, the easier this would be.
Rules had been explained, and everyone immediately started getting into groups. Matsushita grabbed your hand leading you out of the room.
"Blue shirt," was all he said. You nodded.
"Hello..."
"It looks like you don't have a partner yet... let's work together?"
"We'll tell you your mark... it's safer to have double confirmation."
"That's quite the condescending tone you both have there," the man said, making you both look at eachother.
"That excessive audacity... is it due to some childhood trauma, perhaps?" He said, looking at Enji. "Maybe yours is due to the same..."
"Hey, leave her out-"
"Looking at both of you and your childish demeanor, I know everything."
"You're ashamed of your own darkness and latch onto your jealous. Since you can't be happy yourself, you only find pleasure in the misfortune of others," he spoke towards Matsushita. Your boyfriend stammered, trying to find the right words.
The man turned to you.
"You're always irritated that you're always the victim, maybe not by choice, either way, deep inside of you is powerful self denial," he said, his eyes staring into your own.
"N-no-"
"Time never stops, right? You feel that even without you, the world marches on," he finished talking to you, and turned to your boyfriend once more. Your hand found his. This guy was reading both of you quite well. How interesting.
"Those bangs are your territory. It's there to protect yourself from being found insignificant," he started once more. Enji grabbed onto the ends of the hair in front of his face.
More stammering.
"The best you can do is build a wall around yourselves to gain just a little bit of security."
"You're both so desperate in your infantile narcissism you try to console yourselves by placing the blame and looking down on others. Such absurd and lowly humans. Yes I'm talking about you," he insulted. His voice was even and sharp, and it scared you a bit. Both you and Matsushita acted a bit scared of him, stammering and mumbling slight answers to him. This might backfire. However, you knew your boyfriend was getting some sort of twisted pleasure out of this. And you weren't going to lie, so were you
"However..."
You looked to the man infront of you.
"I like that about you. Because... I'm just like you. Let's be friends," he finished, with a soft smile. You both nodded.
You traced shapes onto his hand, watching one of the other competitors beat the shit out of another. The boy coughed up blood, and tried to get his words out.
You turned away. You didn't like watching the torture of an innocent person, as contradictory as that might sound. When you did you saw the eyes of the blonde boy from earlier on you again. "Enji I'm gonna go get a snack... I'll be back," you muttered, walking off to the cafetería area.
You heard soft steps behind you. You grabbed a small package of cookies, and went to leave before bumping into him. You looked away. "Hello," he said, waving. "H-hi," you mumbled, messing with the package in your hand. "So... you and that bangs kid?" He questioned. "Bangs kid? Oh... Enji... y-yeah what about it?" You responded, taking time to look at him. "Why would you partner with someone else if you already had eachother?" He asked. You looked at his face, seeing a mischievous glint in his eyes. You looked down.
"What? Do I make you nervous?"
You shook your head. "I-i shouldn't talk to you."
You began to walk away, down the hall and back to your boyfriend and new team mate.
"One hour is almost done," you mentioned. You all decided to head to the solitary confinement cells. 5:43 read the timer.
The door locked behind you and you stood with a smile.
"My mark is... heart!" You chirped. You knew it was right.
The time was over, and you all came out of the cells.
Round 1 over. 20 players remaining.
No one died.
You followed after Banda, your lover falling closely behind. "Blonde. He's scary. Thinks he knows better. A bit condescending, harder to break down," you whispered to your boyfriend. In other words
Watch him.
You all went back to the main hall where that man was beating the younger boy once more for his mark. As soon as he told, the more optemistic kid went up to him. You couldn't hear. You didn't care.
"Do you want to join our group?" A sweet voice asked, breaking you from your thoughts. You looked up to see a girl with shoulder length hair wearing a pretty blue dress.
Her smile told you to trust her. Her eyes told you she was dangerous. You gripped onto Enji's arm, acting shy once more. You shook your head. "With them. Thank you."
Banda stood, going over to you. You looked at him and flashed a small shy smile. His hand grabbed onto your face, making you look up at him. This shocked you.
"H-hey-" your boyfriend started, but one glare from the other man was all it took for him to quiet down. You were not expecting this man to have his hands on what wasn't his.
"You were talking to that kid over there, weren't you?" He asked, bringing his face closer to your own. You nodded. There was no need to lie. "Tell me... what did you think?"
"H-hes a bit condescending I think... know it all," you stammered. "I-i don't know what e-else to say."
He hummed, letting your face go. "What an obedient good girl you have," he said towards Matsushita, who stared in shock. You didn't know whether to be embarrassed or angry. However, outwardly you had a personality to keep up. You two followed him.
"Kill that man."
You and Enji just watched Banda. It was better if you looked like two people who just followed whatever they were told.
Banda was talking to the poor beaten and bruised boy, and pulled a knife out.
You stared. Wasn't it against the rules to have reflective objects?
You looked over at your boyfriend.
"Only if it used to look at their collars~"
You remembered that, and quietly went back to watching.
"Here... take flight."
Your boyfriend laughed and so did you.
"We'll follow you anywhere!"
All of you left the boy. "B-banda... won't that cause issues?" You stammered. Of course it would. That's what he wanted. He was bored.
He hummed, a smile on his lips.
"Observant one as well... where'd you find her?" He smirked towards your boyfriend. "Might want her myself... watch out."
Enji pulled you into him, slight bit of jealousy building up.
"Now, let's tell eachother our marks, yes?"
You all were able to relax for the rest of the hour.
You ran out of the cell, straight to Enji. You jumped onto him, arms wrapping around him.
His hands on your hips, and for a second you forget where you are.
You two followed closely after Banda. He sat down on the floor, and watched. That's all you could do in this game. Watch others.
You heard the man start yelling at kid again, and rolled your eyes. Except this time, the man yelled in pain.
You turned to look at them.
He had actually stabbed him.
"You fucker... what the fuck did you do to me?!"
You watched the scene unfold.
Yelling, punching. Blood.
It was brutal.
And then an explosion.
A girl sat in the corner visibly crying and shaking.
"The rules clearly stated you couldn't kill other players," you heard someone say.
You nodded, Enji's arm went around your shoulders almost protectively. Even though he was the one who created this game, and the one who made the rules, he still wanted to keep you safe. You were the only one who gave this life any meaning.
"Please! Someone take the corpses somewhere else!" A girl cried in the corner. You were pretty unfazed.
Banda and Enji were talking between themselves, and you decided to go over to the blonde man once more.
"Thought you said you shouldn't talk to me?" He mentioned, making you sigh. "I-i... I guess I did get nervous," you mumbled.
"You know, everyone knew about Yaba and that Kotoko chick taking advantage of their time..."
You felt your heart beat in your ears.
"Wonder if anyone else knows about what you and Matsushita did before the game?" He mused. That smirk that you wanted desperately to wipe off. "W-what are you talking about?" You asked, trying to play it off. "Don't play dumb. So what, is that how he uses you throughout the game? Are you and Kotoko the same?" He asked. You glared. "No. Unlike her... my partner actually cares for me," you mumbled, playing with the sleeves of the cardigan you had on.
"Sure... I'm guessing that is his sweater? Of course it is. It looks identical to the one he has on now. However, you choose to wear a skirt to games? Sounds like easy access to me," he teased, that knowing smirk on his face. "I-i"
"(Y/N)," you heard Enji call behind you. You quickly walked back, wanting to leave the conversation.
Almost immediately you were in Banda's hold.
"You really h-have to stop doing this to her," Matsushita mentioned. "What? You jealous?" The man teased.
"Again talking to that kid?"
You nodded. "Still the same as before. He's observant..." you muttered, looking towards your boyfriend. He hated this man touching you as much as you did, but appearances.
"Alright. Turn around," Banda said, letting you go. You did as he asked, moving your hair out of the way.
"Spade."
Then it was Banda's turn.
"Diamond."
Finally Enji.
"Spade."
You all went back to relaxing, watching all the desperate people.
They were starting to loose their trust.
"That big group might last 2 more rounds. After that they're done for," you observed, whispering it to both men. They nodded.
"Partners will last a bit longer. It looks too suspicious to kill your partner. So obsessive couple, blonde and rainbow, those two, and the other two. They'll survive for a while. Technically we are a group, but a smaller group is less likely to have conflicting problems," you whispered. Classic game theory. "If I had to put my money on the people who are to lie first I'd say that Urumi chick," Enji whispered back to you.
"I think you're decently correct. Yaba has a strong hold on Kotoko. That is a fact. She'll be least likely to betray Yaba. If he's the Jack... we're screwed. The only one he trusts is her. Meaning that if it came down to it...."
"She wouldn't lie to him... You'd stay here forever..."
"Good. Next, the other pairs are decent. They have an equal exchange of power right now. The big group will be the first to start killing them off. I do agree with Matsushita on that Urumi girl."
"She's fucking psycho," you whispered, watching the girl.
That was until the blonde boy talked to her. She giggled, turning to look at you and your boyfriend.
"What is it with people doing that before death games?" She giggled loudly, making everyone look at her.
"Do what Urumi?"
"Hahaha We all heard Kotoko, but apparently those two had some fun of their own!" She laughed as if it was the funniest thing she had ever heard, pointing at you two. You blushed, looking down. You wished you could disappear. Matsushita's arm was around your waist, pulling you closer. You two must really look pathetic if she was making fun of you two.
5 minutes.
You all walked into the confinement cells.
"Spade~!"
Out of 20... is 15 survivors.
"Oh my god..."
"What happened?!"
Everyone was freaking out. But you stayed near your group.
Until Enji pulled you away. He led you to the cafetería where Kotoko was by herself.
You quickly caught on.
"Hi..." your partner started. "Nice to meet you," you finished.
The woman immediately blushed and turned away.
"P-please don't be shy... about that..." your boyfriend stammered, playing with his hands. "N-not like we're any better..." you mumbled, looking up at the woman.
"We understand... we don't have any confidence in ourselves either... always swept away by others," Matsushita said, grabbing your hand. The room filled with silence.
"Uhm... by the way... that Yaba guy is dangerous," you mentioned quietly. "Don't you think he's only using you?"
You saw her eyes shift between the both of you. It was working.
"I know... people like us won't survive a game like this. People like Yaba and Banda will pretend to treat us well, but ultimately betray and kill us in the end..." your boyfriend sympathized with the woman. Suddenly, anger filled her eyes.
"T-thats not true! Yaba-san and I have a much stronger relationship than that!"
From this point, you let him do the talking.
He grabbed her hand, and a blank look went over her face.
Hypnosis. How simple he made it look.
After finishing with her, you two walked back to Banda with some snacks. You threw a package at him that he caught with ease.
"And where did you two disappear to?" He questioned with a smile. "U-uhm just getting some snacks," you mumbled, sitting besides him. "Probably taking advantage of their free time. Having fun," Urumi giggled passing by. Your face felt hot, and you could see Matsushita blush.
"Hn? You're awfully quiet... and you're awfully quick if that's the case," Banda mentioned with a smile looking towards yourboyfriend. "W-we weren't!" You defended, crossing your arms. "Sure... just know if you ever want to scream-"
"She's mine. Back off," Matsushita said, pulling you closer to him. Banda gave a look of surprise. "Defending your pretty girl huh?"
13...
11.
9.
That's how many players were left.
"I'm glad that Urumi girl is gone..." you whispered. She had followed you to the bathroom just to poke fun at you.
"Ne, (Y/N)-Chan~!"
"Y-yes?" You answered. Suddenly she pulled at your skirt. "H-hey! Stop it!" You stammered, turning around to face her. She wore a smirk. "Why did you do that? Y'know... before the game?"
You scoffed, marching off.
"We just wanted to let the pairs know that us 5 have decided to start a group."
You watched closely. Chishiya. Thats what the blonde's name was. He seemed paired with the kid in overalls, even when part of a group.
"(Y/N) you're diamond this round," Enji mumbled against your neck. You nodded.
This act was the most fun. From an outside perspective it might look like two super close love birds. Which, wasn't far from the truth. However, you two clinging to eachother gave others the impression of weakness. Then Banda was added to the equation. This made you two seem like puppets. Dancing for his enjoyment. And you were sure that was what he thought as well.
All players survived another round. You let out a sigh. You were kind of tired.
You sat next to your boyfriend, leaning your head onto his shoulder. "I'm tired Enji..." you mumbled, eyes trying to shut despite your best efforts to keep them awake. "Well, you have an hour. I'll wake you up 10 minutes till, yeah?" He responded, placing a kiss to the top of your head.
You closed your eyes, settling yourself. And all was peaceful.
But only 5 minutes went by before there was yelling and the slamming of s door.
You woke up with a groan. You looked to see Yaba having locked one of the other competitors in the isolation cells.
"Damn."
You had completely given up this notion you called sleep, instead opting to lay your head in your boyfriend's lap and play with his hair.
Two people locked in a cell. That was against the rules.
You guessed Yaba's plan.
"Keep them both locked in there. This means that they'll die for sure for breaking the rules. The other three then tell eachother, however overalls kid is definitely losing hope. He might try to kill himself. And so will the other one. Leaving Chishiya, Yaba, Kotoko and us," you mused, observing the scene in front of you all. You were growing tired of this and wondered what your boyfriend was going to do to get this game over with.
5 minutes.
You all walked into your cells.
"Diamond."
You waited, heard two explosions. The door opened and you sighed.
Next round would be the round that Chishiya's partner died.
Quickly the number diminished to 6.
Chishiya was alone, meaning his death was inevitable unless he somehow guessed correctly.
You two would lie to Banda, your boyfriend's control on Kotoko would be used to lie to Yaba, and he would also tell her the wrong mark.
Meaning game over for everyone else.
"Him being alone is a sad fate," Banda said, nodding his head towards Chishiya. Enji had left both of you, saying he was getting something. You knew the real reason was to tell Kotoko what to do.
"Yes... I suppose it is. What is worse it his partner knew the correct answer. He just gave up," you stated with a scoff. "What? Does that bother you?" Banda asked, looking with an expression you couldn't read. You nodded. "Why would you be so selfish as to leave the only other person depending on you. It's too late in the game to earn or gain anyone else's trust," you mumbled, bringing your knees up to your chest.
After some time when Enji was back, you decided to go walk around.
"Heart."
"Hm?"
"Your suit. Hearts."
Oh boy. Here it would go. "(Y/N), right?" He asked. "Yes... how do y-"
"Well your boyfriend isn't as discrete as you. Didn't figure out his name for a bit," he said, making you once again want to smack him.
"Let me guess, you want me to tell you your suit?" You asked, grabbing a packet of cookies. "Well... it would be nice for you to do, seeing as I gave you your suit" he smirked. You thought about it. "That Banda guy... he's dangerous you know?"
You turned to look at him. "What do you mean?"
"Banda Sunato. I saw his name in the papers. He killed 4 women. Making him... a serial killer. If i were your boyfriend, I wouldn't let him anywhere near you," he murmured. You tensed up. How could you escape this conversation.
"So, tell me my suit?"
"Club."
You ran out of there, quickly finding refuge in the arms of your lover. You could never imagine your life without him. He was yours as you were his. You two trusted eachother more than anything.
If he got hurt, you were already holding a med kit, patching him up. Your body fit perfectly in his arms. He was made for you. And you liked the idea.
"Let's do our marks, yes?" Banda said, it sounding like a question. You knew you had no choice anyways. You turned, lifting your hair out of the way.
"Heart."
Enji went next
"Club."
You tried to hold back your laugh when Banda went before both of you.
"Spade."
You all smiled at eachother.
5:39
You all decided to head to the cells. You were sure this was the last round.
"Heart!"
You could hear your lover laugh. But your door didn't open.
"Damnit Enji these doors..." you mumbled, pushing on it. It opened, and you saw the scene in front of you. All three of the men surrounded your boyfriend. You walked over, wrapping your arms around him.
"What's going on?" You muttered, looking at all of them. Maybe you could try to take suspicion off of him.
Chishiya tried to grab you arm, but you pulled it away harshly.
"Your boyfriend is the Jack."
"Nuh uh. Why wouldn't he have killed me sooner then?"
"Sure..."
"Well, even if you thought I was the Jack, why didn't you kill me last round?" He stammered. You felt his heart beating quickly.
"Well... I think they have an arrangement amongst themselves... to keep you alive and... talk with you," Chishiya said.
Your eyes widened, feeling arms grab you harshly pulling you away.
You trashed around, feeling a sharp object to your neck. "Let her go! Don't touch her!" He yelled. Banda laughed, letting you go. Yaba had thrown him in the cell, and Banda went in. Yaba left, holding you down.
Oh how you hated hearing your boyfriend screaming in pain.
"I already told you everything I know!" He yelled, his voice hoarse from screaming, crying. "Oh? I suppose your darling over there knows more then-"
"She doesn't know anything! Leave her out of this!" He yelled. You didn't want to look.
But Yaba grabbed your hair, pulling it harshly forcing you to look. You yelped. "L-let me go!"
Your eyes filled with tears. Your boyfriend laying in a pool of blood, cuts everywhere. You wanted to throw up.
Banda walked over taking you over. His blade against your skin.
"She doesn't know anything!"
"You're a good liar. How do I know that?"
Banda made a cut in your arm, making you scream in pain. "How do I know you're not both the Jack?"
"S-shes no-not! Leave her alone, don't hurt her!"
You cried. Forget the pain you felt. Seeing your boyfriend injured and helpless made you feel pain.
"Hey, let's leave some for the next round," Yaba interrupted. Bands sighed.
"Oh right, I have to tell you your mark..." Banda hummed, grabbing a fistful of his hair.
He groaned in pain.
"Heart! Remember, heart!"
They dragged you away, closing the door to your boyfriend's cell. "And you are diamond."
"I love you (Y/N)... I'm sorry."
"Club."
"D-diamond."
You walked out of the cell, being met with Banda's smirk.
The Jack of Hearts has been found out
No.
Congratulations players, game cleared.
No nonononono
You felt tears fill your eyes. You walked over to his cell almost trippin, dragging your feet on the ground, falling to your knees. You screamed in anguish.
"This can't be happening, no no no," you cried. Sobs racked through your body, screams of pain coming out of your throat.
"You promised! You promised! You promised you'd stay!" You yelled, tears filling your vision. You hit closed fists onto the door. "You can't leave me!"
Your body ached, you wanted to throw up, you wanted to hurt someone.
You were angry. You were sad.
"You... you did this!" You yelled, pointing towards Banda, still crying. He only laughed. "I didn't say the wrong mark. You saw it."
"You... drove him to killing himself... you hurt him," you sobbed angrily, your hands shaking. You grabbed the knife had set down, giving it to him.
He looked in shock.
"Kill me. Please just kill me," you whimpered. Life wasn't worth living. You would rather die than live through the rest of life without him.
"No."
You looked up.
"You want to die? No. "
You ignored him, and went back to just being sad. You sat with your back against the cell, knees up to your chest. Tears stained your face.
Then you screamed again. You would scream until your throat was raw and bloody. You would cry till your body ran out of water.
Life had no meaning to you without him.
Tee hee
I love making myself hurt.