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Hospital - Fuyuhiko x Male! Reader

Hospitals - Fuyuhiko x Male!Reader (Reader is in the hospital since the first day, and they all had heard about the student, but has never seen them. Fuyuhiko gets sent to the hospital before it gets unlocked, and he starts to walk around, hearing a heart monitor, and finds him.)

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“Monokuma!” Monomi shook slightly as the bear appeared.

“Ah! Almost all of you are here. Where’s the seventeenth?” Monokuma looked around like he was expecting to find someone.

“Who are you talking about? Who are you?” Someone spoke up, and Monokuma grinned.

“I’m Monokuma! Your headmaster!” Monokuma gleefully shimmied. “And you all will have to play part of the Mutual Killing Trip!”

“W-what?!” All of the kids cried.

“Well, all sixteen of you all.” Monokuma tilted his head. “The last one seems to be unavailable right now.”

“Monokuma, is this the time to talk about Y/N?” Monomi shook slightly and tried to coax the bear into quieting down.

“Alright, alright.” Monokuma huffed. “We’ll discuss this later.”

Fuyuhiko groaned as his eye fluttered open. Where was he?

He looked around and saw the blank walls of a hospital room. He then reached a hand that was attached to an IV up to his right eye. It was bandaged.

Oh. He survived.

Fuyuhiko sighed. She really was dead. And he couldn’t save her.

Fuyuhiko heard a quiet beeping and sat up. It wasn’t coming from his room. There wasn’t anything in his room that’d beep.

Fuyuhiko stood up carefully, adjusting the hospital gown before holding onto the IV holder and walking across the room. He opened the door and peered out.

A decently lit hallway met his eyes and he stepped into the cold air. Fuyuhiko shivered as he made his way towards the beeping noise. He passed many hospital rooms before he came across a more secluded room. The beeping was clear now, and right behind the door. What was behind there? No one else was supposed to be on this island yet. It wasn’t unlocked. He could see the Monobeast from his window. Maybe someone else got injured?

Fuyuhiko grabbed onto the handle and turned it slowly before pushing it open. He was rather shocked at what he saw.

A boy, around the Class’s age, laying on a hospital bed surrounded by monitors. He had short h/c hair that was wrapped with white gauze and laid on pale s/c skin. An oxygen mask was on his face, along with IV and cables coming from him.

Fuyuhiko pulled along his IV as he walked in, shutting the door behind him. The door shut with a soft click as he pulled a chair up.

Fuyuhiko sat on the right side of the boy, next to the half drawn curtains. A clipboard with patient papers. He glanced at the boy before picking up the clipboard.

“Y/N L/n. Age sixteen. Class 77. Title: Ultimate Seamstress. Diagnosis: Amnesia, Arrhythmia, and Comatose. Patient got into an accident the first day and was thrown into a cardiac arrest. Patient fell into a coma and finally woke up three days ago. Patient sleeps all day and seems to forgot everything like the others. Patient seems to be skittish, but open to his caretakers. Cannot be released back into the Class.”

A picture of Y/N sat at the top of the page, him smiling in his Hope’s Peak uniform. His eyes a dazzling e/c.

A rustling came from in front of Fuyuhiko and he looked up to see the boy’s eyes opening slowly. They stared at the ceiling before blinking and noticing Fuyuhiko.

“Oh… Hi.” Y/N smiled. “Usami and Kuma didn’t tell me I’d have visitors.”

“Usami? You mean Monomi’s original name?” Fuyuhiko tilted his head.

“Well, Kuma calls her that. He insisted I called him Kuma. Monokuma is his real name, I think.” Y/N smiled. “They argue a lot so they don’t come together often. They argued when I first woke up.”

“You’ve been here this whole time?” Fuyuhiko looked amazed.

“Yeah. I don’t remember getting here. They told me that there’s a game going on outside but I can’t join.” Y/N took off the oxygen mask and tilted his head towards him. “What happened to your eye?”

“I… got hit with a sword by someone I trusted.” Fuyuhiko put a hand over his eyes, brushing his fingers over the wrapping.

“Ah. You’re the one who I saw sprinting down the beach. Did the upset looking sword lady hit you?” Y/N reached out a hand. “I’m sorry if she was close to you.”

“Do you know what’s going on outside?” Fuyuhiko took his hand into his own.

“Not really. But I know that people are dying and that two people got executed for something bad. I heard Kuma and Usami arguing over it.” Y/N looked at Fuyuhiko’s hand and played with his fingers. “Did she save you?”

“… Yeah. She did.” Fuyuhiko watched him closely.

“She gave you another life, y’know? Treat it well. You wouldn’t want to waste the life she gave you.” Y/N looked up and smiled. “I can make you an eye patch. If I ask Usami to bring me fabric, she will. Do you like Dragons? You look like you would.”

“Dragons are associated with my family. My name is Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu, the Ultimate Yakuza. I’m the Heir to the Kuzuryuu Clan.” Y/N nodded and smiled as he told him.

“I’ve heard about your family before. I knew a girl named Natsume Kuzuryuu. She would sit with me during lunch outside. Then… She stopped coming. Then she was found dead…” Y/N had a blank smile, one that looked sad. “I can barely remember her. I can’t remember a lot of things.”

“This clip board says you’re an Amnesiac. You also have Arrhythmia and where in a Coma since we got to the island.” Fuyuhiko pointed out and Y/N hummed.

“Makes sense. I don’t remember my childhood. Only a small part of my teenage years. I don’t know who I am. I was only told that my name is Y/N L/n and I’m the Ultimate Seamstress.” Y/N smiled and laced fingers with Fuyuhiko before smiling brightly, going up beat. “You should probably go back! I can hear Usami fighting the monster outside, and that only means there’s an hour or so left until they flood the island!”

“You can hear it?” Fuyuhiko turned to the window to see Monomi finish of the mechanical beast.

“Usually. And Usami will be here soon after. I suggest you come back later, after they go through and find you. The door should lock behind you. I’ll ask Usami to unlock it after they leave.” Y/N kissed his hand.

“I- thanks.” Fuyuhiko looked away and stood up. “I’ll be back later.”

“Can’t wait.” Y/N smiled and put his oxygen mask back on, eyes already lulling back to sleep.

Fuyuhiko kissed his hand back and sat it down before grabbing onto his IV and leaving. Once the door clicked shut, it did in fact lock and he adventured back to his bed and played down, positioning himself like he never left.

“Kuzuryuu?!” Y/N heard a screech of a female and smiled as he embroidered the dragon into the eye patch.

He also put a small padding on it to not irritate the eye lid. He held it out to look at it.

“It’ll fit him perfectly.” Y/N mumbled and smiled.

“Is that for Kuzuryuu?” Usami’s light voice filled his ears and Y/N smiled and took off his oxygen mask.

“Yeah. He found me earlier. I promised him an eye patch.” Y/N sat it down in his lap.

“Y/N… You do remember that even if the others find out about you, you cannot leave?” Usami sat at the foot of his bed and Y/N sighed.

“I know… I just feel like I knew him somehow. I keep seeing flashes of people who are with him. Some of them are pleasant… then the other times make me feel sick to my stomach. I can’t stop them from doing bad things. Was… I once in a wheelchair?” Y/N looked conflicted and Usami sighed.

“I can’t answer your questions, Y/N.” Usami pats his leg and hops up. “I am going to unlock the door once they leave, like you asked. Stay safe.”

And then she disappeared.

Y/N slipped his Oxygen mask and let himself drift to sleep.

“Hey, Y/N.” Fuyuhiko shook the bed ridden boy and spoke in a soft tone.

When Fuyuhiko got there, Y/N was asleep. He also was flinching, making small noises.

“Y/N.” Fuyuhiko shook him again.

After the others found him, he did a lot of thinking. And he decided to be nicer and open. And they asked about the beeping from this room. He only answered that it IS a hospital. But he went rigid when someone mentioned the extra podium and the mentioned other student. It wouldn’t be good if Y/N was found out. He could get killed easily. Then it could be pinned on him.

Y/N let out a small whine and Fuyuhiko sat on his bed before shaking him again then hugging him.

“Shhh, you’re okay.” Fuyuhiko tried to wipe away tears that fell slowly.

Y/N opened his eyes and looked up at Fuyuhiko. His eyes widened when he saw him and flinched badly as he reached up an arm to protect himself.

“Woah! Calm down!” Fuyuhiko put a hand to his face and Y/N took a deep breath as he looked around.

“Hospital… I’m in the hospital… Jabberwock Island… Yeah… You won’t hurt me now…” Y/N looked back to Fuyuhiko.

“Are you okay?” Fuyuhiko sat closer to him and Y/N nodded.

“Bad dream.” He picked up the eyepatch. “Finished it.”

“Thanks.” Fuyuhiko smiled and let Y/N fasten the eyepatch into place. The material was soft and didn’t feel irritating. It was surprisingly light.

“You’re welcome.” Y/N smiled and then took in his clothing. His normal clothing was replaced with a thinly striped black suit. “Are you leaving the Hospital?”

“Yes… I have to leave sometime and have important things to do.” Fuyuhiko put a hand on his face and smiled. “I’ll come back and see you.”

“You better. It’s boring here.” Y/N smiled.

Fuyuhiko nodded and grabbed hold of Y/N’s hand. “You want to talk about your dream?”

“Oh... Sure.” Y/N went to speak but Monokuma popped up and tsked.

“You can’t just tell him that!” Monokuma shook his hands at him. “No no no!”

“Okay…” Y/N looked at the best sceptically and laid back down.

“Now you get back to everybody!” Monokuma started to push him out of the room, and handed him a key with a small golden pendant on it.

“Oh! Kuzuryuu is back!” Someone cried out as he walked into the restaurant. “Nice eyepatch!”

“Heh. Yeah. I wanted to say sorry, by the way.” Fuyuhiko held the knife tightly in his hand. He was going to go back to the hospital for this and he knew he could stand the pain.

“Why would we want an apology from you?” Saionji scoffed and he shrugged.

Fuyuhiko quickly dug the knife into his skin and dragged it across, holding in a scream as he fell to the ground.

“Oh gosh, he’s bowing?” Souda’s voice was suspicious.

Then they saw the blood.

“Oh fuck. Get him to the hospital!” Akane shouted and Fuyuhiko stood up, his teeth gritting.

“I’m fine. This is my apology.” Fuyuhiko shook as he held his arm across his stomach.

“N-not really! You’re bleeding out!” Mikan ran up and supported him as they brought him back.

When they got there, he had passed out and Hajime helped undress him, as he was the closest to him. The key fell out of his pocket and Hajime picked it up. It had a number on it and he recognized it as the locked room.

“P-please put that down and help me!” Mikan stuttered and brought out the needle and threat.

“Sorry!” Hajime sat it down with his cloths and turned to help.

“I think Fuyuhiko had a key to the locked room.” Hajime spoke out to the others.

“What’d ya mean?” Souda’s frowned and tilted his head.

“Maybe Monokuma gave it to him.” Sonia pointed out.

“But why would Monokuma give it to him?” Gundham frowned.

“Maybe it’s something important and he gave him a responsibility?” Chiaki pointed out.

“I don’t know…” Hajime seemed defeated. “We just need to get into the room.”

Fuyuhiko unlocked the room and peered in. His stomach was fully hurting and it was cold out in the hallways.

“Fuyuhiko is that you?” Y/N smiled as he took off his oxygen mask.

“Yeah.” Fuyuhiko stepped in.

“What happened?!” Y/N sat up quickly and looked panicked as Fuyuhiko sat down next to him.

“My stomach got cut.” Fuyuhiko lifts up his hospital gown some to show the edge of the sewn cut.

“Oh gosh. I’m sorry!” Y/N leaned down and kissed the seen flesh.

“Thanks… But I’ll be fine. I promise.” Fuyuhiko put a hand on his head and ran his fingers through the exposed part of his hair.

“You better.” Y/N pouted.

“HE’S GONE!” A shriek resonated through the hospital and Fuyuhiko flinched. It was Mikan.

“Who’s that?” Y/N asked quietly.

“Tsumiki Mikan. Ultimate Nurse.” Fuyuhiko sighed. “I have to go now. Don’t want them finding you.”

“Alright.” Y/N leaned up and kissed his cheek.

Fuyuhiko smiled and got up and walked out, turning and locking the door behind him.

“Kuzuryuu! There you are!” Fuyuhiko turned to see Hajime.

“Oh. Hi Hinata.” Fuyuhiko held onto the key and walked up, his stomach hurting from being stretched.

“What’s in that room? I noticed your key earlier.” Hajime walked next to Fuyuhiko as he walked. “And you’re not supposed to be up.”

“I had to deal with something.” Fuyuhiko shrugged.

“That doesn’t answer anything…” Hajime sighed. “You just made us panic.”

“I’m sorry. This was kinda important and I promised Monokuma and Monomi I’d do it.” Fuyuhiko rubbed his finger over the inscribed number.

“Just make sure you don’t randomly disappear again.” Hajime ruffled Fuyuhiko’s hair.

“It’s the Despair Disease! Currently four cases have appeared! Stupidity Disease makes you think everything is true. The Liar Disease makes you lie. The Weak Disease makes you act like you’re weak. And the Cured Disease makes you think you’re cured!” Monokuma clapped. “I hope more come!”

“Four? Only three people have it?” Sonia pointed it out and Fuyuhiko felt dread spread through him.

Fuyuhiko was standing in the lobby of the hospital with the others. They were dividing into teams and Fuyuhiko was one of three staying for the sick, but Fuyuhiko felt like he was more or less staying for Y/N. He was sick. Right? He counted.

“Let’s go check on them.” Hajime lead them to the other rooms and they helped Tsumiki care for them.

But the most notable thing was Fuyuhiko disappearing, claiming to having to use the bathroom.

Fuyuhiko looked around as he stuck the key into the lock and clicked it open. When he opened the door, he gasped.

Y/N was awake for once, and was trying to take out his IV’s.

“Y/N stop!” Fuyuhiko ran up and grabbed his hands.

“I feel fine though… I’m cured!” Y/N exclaimed and tried to get up.

“No! It’s the Despair Disease! You’re really not!” Fuyuhiko sat on the boy quickly. “Y/N you can’t get out of this bed. Whatever is wrong isn’t gone.”

“You… Mean I still won’t be able to walk?” Y/N looked up with blurry eyes

“… No. I’m sorry.” Fuyuhiko kissed his face and the tears started to pour out of Y/N’s eyes.

“Please don’t cry!” Fuyuhiko brought Y/N closer. “I’m sorry!”

“I-I feel fine! Maybe a little hot, but I don’t feel numb or anything!” Y/N hugged up to Fuyuhiko.

“Do you want me to get Mikan? She’s a nurse.” Fuyuhiko asked and Y/N shook his head no. “Not unless I get bad.”

“Alright.”

It came to night and the hospital was cold and quiet again, the darkness creeping from under the door.

“Little Mouse, Little Mouse!” A voice called and Y/N sat up strait.

“I know you’re in here! I remember you~! You should be out here with our classmates!” The voice tried to coax him out of his hospital room.

“Little Mouse~ are you in here?” The voice was outside of his room.

“You’re the closest thing to her, other than Hinata. Will you forgive me?” She whispered through the door. “I know Kuzuryuu has the key to you. We all know something is in here that he won’t tell us.”

And with that, she stalked away and Y/N couldn’t sleep for the rest of the night.

“The nurse… Mikan… knows I’m in here.” Y/N looked scared and it scared Fuyuhiko. “She knocked on the door and started to call for me. She said she remembered…”

“Maybe… We should move you. No… I’ll take watch tonight. I’ll make sure she doesn’t come after you.” Fuyuhiko kissed his hand. “I’ll protect you.”

Y/N smiled at him as he put the oxygen mask back on his face.

Fuyuhiko had brought a wheelchair to his room that night, as he was on guard and he wanted to take Y/N out of his room.

He started to hang the IV’s onto their special slots on the wheelchair and lifted Y/N up and into the chair. Y/N ended up not being able to use his legs, so it was the best option for a wheelchair.

“Want to go meet three of your classmates?” Fuyuhiko asked as he pushed Y/N out of the room. “Remember though, they are sick with their own Despair Disease.”

“Sure!” Y/N smiled and Fuyuhiko pushed him to Akane’s room first.

“Her name is Akane Owari, she has Coward’s Disease. Be nice to her or she’ll start crying.” Fuyuhiko warned.

Fuyuhiko opened the door to see Akane staring at her hands.

“Akane, I brought a visitor.” Fuyuhiko announced and she looked up.

“Who’s that?” Akane sat up.

“His name is Y/N. He’s one of our classmates. Ultimate Seamstress.” Fuyuhiko pushed Y/N to next to Akane.

“Hello, Owari-Chan.” Y/N smiled at her.

“No need for formalities…” Akane teared up some. “It makes me remember home!”

“I’m sorry… You must miss your family. There’s no shame in crying.” Y/N held his hand on hers. This made Akane sniffle.

“Really? You don’t think I’m weak?” Akane looked up at her with her big green eyes.

“No. Everybody cries.” Y/N smiled and she nodded before quickly passing out from her condition.

“They randomly come conscious then unconscious. You’re the only one who hasn’t.” Fuyuhiko whispered as he pulled Y/N away and over to Ibuki’s room. Ibuki’s was fun to watch her say and do the random things you asked.

But when they got in front of Nagito’s door, everything changed.

“His name is Nagito Komaeda. He's… normally a nut case. His is Liar’s Disease, so don’t take anything to heart. Think about the opposite of what he is saying.” Fuyuhiko pushed the door open and Nagito automatically looked over.

“I brought a visitor to see you.” Fuyuhiko kept Y/N close to him as he sat him next to Nagito.

“I know who this is. I’ve met him before. I don’t want to meet him.” Nagito’s words came out plain and his face scrunched up in annoyance, probably from his false words.

“This is Y/N L/n. He is our Ultimate Seamstress. He’s in our class.” Fuyuhiko ruffled Y/N’s hair.

“I don’t want him to speak for himself. Continue.” Nagito looked up at Fuyuhiko before back to Y/N. “It’s a horrible instance to meet you.”

“It’s nice to meet you too, Komaeda.” Y/N smiled, but felt uneasy. He was a face he recognized from his dreams. The one who replaced his hand with the girl’s.

“Ah, your voice is ugly.” Nagito snorted.

“Thanks.” Y/N nodded and looked up to Fuyuhiko.

“Are you feeling okay, Nagito?” Fuyuhiko looked at the health monitors.

“Fine and dandy. Rather hot.” Nagito sighed.

“I’m sorry you’re cold.” Y/N pat his fluffy hair.

“I know why you have that wrapped around your head. You’re obviously okay. You don’t need more attention from Mikan.” Nagito said Mikan’s name and Y/N face visually paled and they noticed. “You like Mikan?”

“She… Was calling for me rather creepily.” Y/N sighed. “It was nice to meet you, by the way.”

“It was opposite to you.” Nagito nodded and Y/N smiled.

“C’mon, Y/N.” Fuyuhiko grabbed onto his chair and wheeled Y/N from the room and back to his own.

“I’m going to get shut eye once I put you back in here? Okay?” Fuyuhiko whispered it as he helped the other boy onto his hospital bed.

“Okay.” Y/N yawned and smiled.

Fuyuhiko ended up falling asleep against Y/N. Little did they know, someone looked into the room, a crazed look in their eyes.

“Found you Little Lamb.”

Many days passed and Y/N woke up with a jolt.

“Y/N-chan. You’re awake!”

Y/N looked up to see a dark purple choppy haired girl standing above h. Her eyes looked crazed. She had on a uniform that mimicked a nurse’s.

Y/N knew this face. She was one of the ones to start it all.

“Tsumiki Mikan…” Y/N breathed out and a look of terror came over his face.

“Don’t look like that, please!” Tsumiki wailed almost in pain. “Forgive me! You remind me so much of her!”

“Y-you’re the one who-” Y/N stopped talking when Tsumiki touched his face.

“Please forgive me.” Tsumiki pressed her lips onto Y/N’s cheek.

“What do you want from me?” Y/N pushed her away slowly.

“Ah! Ibuki come here!” Once Tsumiki called out, the multicolored haired girl walked in, a dead look on her face.

“Is this the person who needs help, Mikan?” Ibuki looked to Y/N. “Y/N can’t walk.”

“He just needs our help, Ibuki. He wants to go out.” Tsumiki smiled and Ibuki nodded and brings the wheelchair over.

Ignoring the protests, the two load Y/N into the wheelchair and start wheeling him out.

“Tsumiki please!” Y/N cried out. He knew what these teenagers could do. He relives it in his dreams every day. Memories on memories of the Despair days.

Y/N couldn’t do anything as they wheeled him to the music venue. Ibuki opened the door for her to roll him into the venue.

“Oh, Y/N. I miss her, you know. You two were so close. She took pity on you. Why don’t you be a dear and sit front seat?” Tsumiki left Y/N facing the stage.

Tsumiki told Ibuki to stand on the stage before she walked into the storage room and a scream comes from there and Tsumiki drags out a small girl with blonde pigtails.

“PIG! STOP IT!” The girl screamed and Y/N kept a mortified look on his face as Tsumiki laughed and brought her to the stage.

“Lookie, Y/N! I found another one of our friends!” Tsumiki smiled at Y/N and the girl looked at Y/N.

“Tsumiki no! Stop it!” Y/N cried out. “I know you want to see Enoshima again but killing them won’t make you see her!”

“It will! I’ll kill for her like I did when we were all good friends and understood one another.” Tsumiki brought out a scalpel and cut the girl’s neck before getting Ibuki to help. Then she hung Ibuki and rolled Y/N back to his room.

Y/N sobbed the whole way back. When he saw the door handle was busted, it made him sob harder.

Mikan just left Y/N so cry in his wheelchair until morning.

“Hey! Mikan! Hajime! What’s wrong?” Fuyuhiko frowned as the two rushed out of the hospital.

“I-I just saw someone get hung on the transmitter. We can’t find Ibuki!” Hajime looked shocked and he automatically thought of Y/N.

“I’ll be back!” Fuyuhiko yelled it before he ran into the hospital, making it to Y/N’s room to see the handle busted and heard sobs.

“Y/N!” Fuyuhiko opened the door to see the boy in his wheelchair and crying.

“S-she killed them!” Y/N wailed and grabbed onto Fuyuhiko when he got close enough.

“Who killed who?” Fuyuhiko pet Y/N’s head as he pushed his face into Fuyuhiko’s chest.

“Mikan killed Ibuki and the short blonde girl!” Y/N sobbed. “She made me watch.”

Fuyuhiko felt shocked. Why did she? Why’d she get Y/N especially?

“P-please go back and find them. The girls in the right pillar. Don’t let it cool you.” Y/N pushed Fuyuhiko back and he nodded.

During the whole investigation, Fuyuhiko stayed with Chiaki or Hajime. He stared Tsumiki down whenever she was near and she just kept up her charade, only sending a smile to him once in a while.

When they investigated the hospital, he quickly relocated Y/N so they wouldn’t find him and they investigated the room quickly before leaving and Fuyuhiko moved Y/N back.

“I know you know~” Tsumiki whispered into his ear. “Don’t stop me.”

“I don’t get it though, how does this all piece together? Who filmed it and why does the busted room have to do with any of this?!” Souda looked frustrated.

“Did you not see the files?” Tsumiki asked.

“There were patient files on there. A male’s.” Chiaki hummed and put a finger to her chin. “But I didn’t recognize him. And it only had the picture of the boy and basic info and injuries. He was probably from the old residents of the island.”

“But that was Kuzuryuu’s locked room.” Sonia pointed out.

Everybody looked to Kuzuryuu.

“Did he do it?” Nagito inquired.

“I was in my cottage sleeping!” Fuyuhiko yelled. “Besides, it couldn’t have been Y/N either! The door was busted!”

“Who said anything about a name?” Gundham let out a chuckle.

Fuyuhiko went pale.

“It couldn’t have been whoever it was. They’re most likely long gone. And they couldn’t have done anything anyways. They’re disabled.” Hajime put the information forward.

Idle chatter ensued from there about who it was until they pinned it on Tsumiki and they started to piece it all together.

“It can’t be me! Why don’t you ask the other person who was there!” Tsumiki seemed irritated. “Actually!”

Tsumiki smiled and put her fingers together.

“Yes! Ask him! You’ll get your answer. He knows I wasn’t there!” Tsumiki looked pleased.

“Who the hell are you talking about?” Souda frowned and Akane and Nagito looked at each other.

“Are you telling us that the wheelchair boy wasn’t our imagination?” Akane looked creeped.

“I… Remember a boy in a wheelchair too. Fuyuhiko pushed him around to see us.” Nagito admitted.

“Hey!” Monokuma yelled, making everybody jump. “He’s not in this game! You weren’t even supposed to meet him!”

“He’s in the investigation now. Please present!” Sonia asked politely.

“I can’t-” Monokuma started but got cut off by a voice.

“No. I’d like to present.”

The voice was quiet and male, but it cut through the yelling like a hot knife.

Everybody turned to see a h/c haired boy with e/c eyes in a wheelchair rolling himself up. There was an IV stand attached to his wheelchair and a hospital gown thrown over the back of his wheelchair, his cloths being a standard Hope’s Peak Academy Class 77 uniform, tan and fitting. He had puffy red eyes like he was crying and looked tired.

Everybody gasped besides Fuyuhiko, who ran from his podium to help him.

“You’re not supposed to be here, Y/N!” Fuyuhiko scolded and pushed him to his podium, which was next to his own.

“I tend to break rules a lot.” Y/N smiled.

“Who are you?” Gundham narrowed his eyes.

“My name is Y/N L/n and I am the Ultimate Seamstress. I have been in the hospital all this time. I remember our school memories through dreams. And that’s it. I may be an amnesiac but that was long before now.” Y/N bowed his head. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you all!”

Everyone was quiet for a second before chaos broke out, questions being thrown out left and right.

“He remembers?”

“Why wasn’t he in the game?”

“What happened to him?”

“Did Tsumiki almost kill him also?”

“Hey!” Chiaki’s voice silenced everybody and they all looked to her. “Thank you.”

Chiaki turned to Y/N and smiled at him.

“Can I ask what happened?” Chiaki asked politely and Y/N nodded.

“This morning, Tsumiki broke into my room with Ibuki. She got Ibuki to put me in my wheelchair and wheeled me to the music venue, where they found Saionji and killed her. I couldn’t get away or help. She killed Saionji then killed Ibuki before bringing me back to my room and leaving me there.” Y/N raised a hand and frowned at Tsumiki.

“Tsumiki Mikan! You killed Saionji Hiyoko and Ibuki Mioda!” Y/N cried out, imitating Hajime almost perfectly.

“H-Huh?!” Tsumiki cried out. “M-me! Y/N I thought you forgave me! Please, forgive me!”

Tsumiki let out a heartbreaking wail and grabbed at her hair.

“Oh, Mikan. I’m not Her.” Y/N smiled and Tsumiki let out another cry.

“Forgive me, forgive me, forgive me, forgive ME!” Tsumiki then slammed down her hands onto the table. “You were supposed to be here with us! You promised Her!”

Everybody backed up from Tsumiki as she had her little breakdown.

“Who are you two talking about?” Fuyuhiko scoffed, giving a shaky look at the two.

“My Beloved.” Tsumiki suddenly stopped and smiled. “Oh, she was perfect. She understood me. She cared about me. Understood me. You did too, Y/N.”

“Who is she?” Sonia tilted her head.

“Our Ruler.” Y/N stared at Tsumiki, who stared back just as intensely. “The greatest ruler to rule the world.”

“Such nice words, Y/N!” Monokuma chortled and clapped his hands.

“We’re getting off topic!” Souda yelled. “She’s obviously guilty! We can debate this later!”

“Souda has a point.” Nagito sighed. “Such Despair. Having Remembrance Disease and becoming that.”

“But you were that.” Y/N mumbled under his breath and Fuyuhiko cast a confused glance down to him.

“Tiiiiime to vote!” Monokuma jumped up and landed in the middle of them, his lottery machine popping up next to him.

The whole class glanced around before pressing a button. Y/N didn’t bother looking at anyone and pressed the Guilty button.

The slots spun until they all landed on Tsumiki and the execution played out in front of them all.

At the end of it, Y/N just stared off after her, and could feel multiple eyes on his body.

“…” Y/N had a blank face. “How Despairing.”

Y/N then smiled slightly.

“Such Hope.”

“Hey, Y/N…” Y/N was being pushed by Fuyuhiko to his cottage, which was originally a blankly labelled cabin, now labelled with L/n F/n and his pixelated version.

Y/N turned to see Chiaki Nanami walking down the sidewalk towards them.

“Oh! Hello Class Re- Nanami-Sama.” Y/N smiled and Fuyuhiko stopped them.

“Hello, Y/N and Fuyuhiko.” Nanami half bowed and Fuyuhiko sent a small, Hey, her way and leaned against Y/N’s wheelchair.

“What’d you need, Nanami-Sama?” Y/N smiled and clapped his hands together.

“I needed to talk to you alone, if you didn’t mine.” Chiaki smiled sweetly.

“Of course! You can wheel me the rest of the way to my cottage. I’ll see you later, Fuyuhiko!” Y/N smiled brightly up at the blond male, who smiled softly back and nodded before wandering off.

In silence, Chiaki pushed Y/N to his cottage. When they got there, Chiaki left the door half shut, as the room was stuffy.

The room was also set up like a hospital room. Monitors and IV’s were placed around the bed, and some other things laid around haphazardly. One thing that stuck Chiaki as odd was that the bathroom had no door, along with his closet.

“So, Nanami-Sama, what’d you want to talk about?” Y/N pushed himself to the dresser and pulled out a box from a drawer and opened it.

“I know you know the truth.” Chiaki was straightforward. “Y/N… I know you’re not like the rest. If they had what happened to you done to them, they’d all be different too. Pure.”

“Chiaki… I miss you.” Y/N looked up from the box and had tears in his eyes.

“I know. You won’t see me after all of this, and that makes me sad. You don’t deserve this.” Chiaki put a hand on his hair and slid it through his h/c hair before retracting a hand away.

“You didn’t deserve this.” Y/N picked up one of the silver scissors that laid inside of the box.

“Are those supposed to be…?” Chiaki leaned forward and ran a finger down the blade of one.

“My sewing scissors from real life? Yeah. And they were based off of Genocider Syo’s.” Y/N smiled before slipping two into his school jacket and one in his pocket for safekeeping.

Y/N looked up and smiled again before stashing the box back again.

“Ney! Future Foundation!” Y/N called out as he rolled around on the main island in the park. It was late so everybody was already in their cottages. “Enoshima!”

Y/N heard rustling in the bushed and passed it off as the wind.

“I’m done with your game! I’m done!” Y/N frowned. He was another dream earlier and he felt rather shaken up. “Why am I here?!”

Y/N hit his hand against his arm rest.

“I don’t care about this killing game! I know what’s going on! Hurry up Naegi!” Y/N had tears going down his face now.

“Y/N…?”

Y/N turned to see Fuyuhiko walking towards the upset boy slowly.

“Fuyuhiko!” Y/N pushed himself towards Fuyuhiko.

“What were you doing? Why are you out here? We’re exploring the new island tomorrow and we need to get sleep.” Fuyuhiko put his hand on Y/N’s face and leaned down some to be face to face.

“Okay… Let’s go back. I’ll explain later on.” Y/N smiled up at him and Fuyuhiko nodded before pushing Y/N back to his cottage.

When they got in the cottage, Fuyuhiko went around to face Y/N face to face and started to talk.

“The new island is coming and I wanted to warn you that something bad always happens. To influence us or something.” Fuyuhiko huffed and Y/N placed a hand on his cheek.

“Hey, listen. They’re not going to let me get hurt. I’m unstable already, and I’m too valuable to them to kill me off. They won’t. Trust me.” Y/N smiled at him and brought Fuyuhiko’s face closer. “Just stay with me, okay? Whatever happens next, you have to stay calm and not get in conflict with anyone.”

“… Alright. As long as you say it’s okay.” Fuyuhiko let out a sigh and Y/N pressed their foreheads together.

“Of course! I’m your lucky star!” Y/N giggled and pulled Fuyuhiko towards him and pressed his lips to Fuyuhiko’s.

Fuyuhiko let out a small and shocked grunt, shocked mainly at the sudden movement, but relaxed and placed his hands on Y/N’s smaller hips. Fuyuhiko had never truly noticed how small and fragile Y/N was until now, finally being able to kiss and put his hands onto him.

After two minutes of hastily kissing, Fuyuhiko backed away, and looked to the side.

“I’ll see you tomorrow.” That was all that Fuyuhiko said before he rushed out of Y/N’s cottage.

Everybody was called to the rollercoaster.

“You all need to ride it so you all can get the prize!” Monokuma cheered and half of the students grumbled, the other half cheered, as they climbed in. Y/N was placed in the seat next to Fuyuhiko and it took off quickly.

“Woo!” Y/N screamed and laughed as he held his arms up, wind whistling through his hair.

“Haha!” He heard Fuyuhiko laughing. That was until they went into a tunnel and their vision started to blur.

“Fuyu-” Y/N started and held a hand out.

“Y-”

When Y/N woke up, he was being picked up by someone.

Flashes of Ultimate Despair picking him up to lug him somewhere while he was barely conscious flash before his eyes, memories being triggered out from the back of his mind. Y/N let out a terrified scream and used his arms to push away and get free.

“N-NO!” Y/N swung his arm and punched someone in the face, making them grunt and drop him before more hands grab him.

“PLEASE! NOT AGAIN!” Y/N let out a cry before someone yelled something back.

“-n! Calm down!”

Many hands pressed him to the plush ground, mainly his torso due to his useless legs.

Y/N took a stuttering breath before the scarring images cleared his brain, his pupils retracting from their dilated state.

Many people stood above him.

Fuyuhiko, Nekomaru, Hajime, and Sonia could be seen. Other figures stood in the distance.

“Are you okay? Guys, give him room.” Fuyuhiko glanced at the others as they backed away.

“Y-yeah. I’m fine.” Y/N pushed himself to sit up and looked at everybody’s faces. Most held shock and concern. Y/N also noticed that both Hajime and Fuyuhiko had red marks on their faces, from when Y/N started to swing at them. “I… You guys scared me.”

“PTSD.” Akane spoke up and everybody turned to her. “It sounds kinda stupid, but he may have it. One of my siblings have it. He must have been kidnapped or something.”

Everybody sat in silence before Nagito brought over makeshift crutches.

“We made them from things we found lying around.” Nagito nodded and Y/N smiled.

“Thanks.” Y/N grabbed them and pushed himself up. “Have you guys explored then?”

“Yes! We have!” Sonia smiled. “You wouldn’t wake up, so we explored and situated rooms. We are sad to inform you that we are not in access to food or water. And we believe that the amount of gas they used to knock us out kept you out for so long because you’re so small and it had to knock out Nekomaru also!”

“Oh… That’s not that bad.” Y/N sighed. He was inside of a video game, basically. He just had to tell himself that he didn’t need to eat, that it’s fake. He’d survive.”

“The reason why Hajime tried to move you was because Fuyuhiko was still walking with Akane, and we agreed you’d stay with him. You looked uncomfortable on the floor.” Souda explained.

“Oh… Okay. I’m sorry for punching you, by the way.” Y/N smiled at the boys and they nodded.

Days had past, and Y/N was able to stop the thoughts of simulated hunger from going into his head. He also got used to his makeshift crutches. He just had to put the crutches in front and throw his hips forward. Well, he most got carried around by Fuyuhiko.

But now, it was early and he woke up with Fuyuhiko not in the bed with him. His internal body clock had woken him up like always, his mind telling him he had to go to whatever type of tai chi crap that Monokuma held. Even though he just sat in the corner.

Y/N grabbed his crutches and crutched out of the door, only to trip and fall in front of Mechamaru.

“Oh! Y/N! Need help?!” Mechamaru asked and Y/N shook his head.

“No. I was to make my way around myself. I’ll be down in about ten minutes.” Y/N smiled and got up.

He wanted to try the Final Dead Room.

Mechamaru nodded and handed his stray crutch and left.

Y/N made it rather quickly to the room and swiftly went in. It took him about ten minutes to finish and he held the gun to his head, and it clicked with nothing in the cocked barrel.

Y/N sighed and got into the hexagon and looked around. Weapons everywhere. But items were missing.

Someone had already made it.

Y/N frowned and checked everything out. The window. The files. The poisons.

Then he just… Left. He still had his scissors, so no need for weapons.

Like he promised, Y/N met Mechamaru by the tower and let the robot carry him into the room, only to see Gundham with his back towards them.

“Gundham?” Y/N said it quietly and it caused the other to turn around to face them.

Silence rung between the three and Mechamaru sat Y/N down before turning to fight Gundham.

“You weren’t supposed to be here.” Gundham seemed indifferent as he spoke out. Y/N realized he was talking to Mechamaru. Y/N was almost always the first to get there. So of course he’d be able to get Y/N.

“You’re not hurting him.” Mechamaru fought it out with Gundham, until Gundham struck him down and turned to Y/N.

“Hello, Messenger. It’s time to die.” Gundham brought the hammer down, and Y/N rolled away. He pulled out his sharp scissors, one in each hand.

“Come at me, hamster freak.” Y/N growled and Gundham attacked again, and Y/N stabbed his exposed hand.

Gundham let out a scream before Y/N pushed away, getting near Mechamaru, but not as close.

“You vermin. Come here!” Gundham managed to his Y/N’s right arm and Y/N cried out, stabbing his other scissors into Gundham’s left leg.

Gundham let out a noise kin to a hiss before raising his hammer all the way up, and put a landing blow on Y/N’s head.

Gundham then heard a broken cry from Monomi, who had stumbled in after hearing Y/N’s distressed cries.

“YOU DOOMED US ALL!” Monomi wailed and Monokuma popped up and looked like he was seething with anger.

“YOU WEREN’T SUPPOSED TO KILL HIM!” Monokuma ran up and tried to bring him back to life.

Technically Y/N’s body would still be responsive. He didn’t get his head bashed in, just a bit of initial damage. If he could put his conscious back in, it’d save him.

Monokuma put his hands onto Y/N and transferred it back in. Y/N started to breathe again, but didn’t initially respond. His body would recalibrate it all.

Monokuma then turned to Gundham.

“If he dies one more time, I will end you.” It was a serious threat that shook Gundham to the core. “With or without a vote.”

Gundham nodded, his hand and leg bleeding now. He quickly finished the scene to make it how we know it, and ran off.

When Hajime stumbled across the body, he screamed loudly and ran up to the bodies. He sent Akane to answer the phone and tell them they found the two missing bodies.

Fuyuhiko’s heart almost stopped when he heard bodies.

“What do you mean? Y/N can’t be dead. He had immunity to the game.” Fuyuhiko bit out at the phone and shocked the others who crowded around. “He said Monokuma would revive him back to alive. God dammit! Whoever did this sent him into another coma!”

“H-he is alive!” Hajime took the phone from Akane. “I checked! But Nekomaru didn’t make it.”

Fuyuhiko repeated everything and everybody sighed.

After what happened was a blur for Fuyuhiko. They managed to get over and find Y/N asleep on a luxury room bed.

For the trial, that Y/N didn’t remember. He testified for what he was awake for.

Gundham was executed.

But Y/N kept falling in and out of consciousness after that. He was mostly stuck in a sleep. Fuyuhiko often wheeled him outside of the hospital so he could get air, even asleep. But it wasn’t until the last hour before the trial that Y/N had finally died.

His heart stopped beating and he couldn’t be saved by Monomi or Monokuma.

This broke everybody’s spirits. They slumped around for the rest of the investigation.

“Y/N died naturally. No one was near him since he fell back asleep.” Hajime has summed it up.

Fuyuhiko cried hard that night.

But when everybody woke up, Y/N was last behind Nagito. But his dreams were projected to everyone.

Scenes of everybody killing people, being horrible to Junko’s body, and the most of all, Y/N getting hurt by them.

Once the trauma part was gone through, it made a cute little scenario where everybody was normal. No Despair. That Junko was a normal girl.

But when people died, it sent him into panic, and it shocked him awake.

Fuyuhiko quickly ran over and hugged him, crying.

“Oh my gosh I missed you!” Fuyuhiko kissed him. “I love you!”

“I love you too!” Y/N cried and hugged onto him.

Overall, Y/N felt numb. His legs didn’t work. Part of his left hand was missing, sewn shut with sloppy stitches.

But after he got out, Souda made him new parts for his hand, and opted to stay in the wheelchair.

“Hey Y/N.” Fuyuhiko looked down to Y/N.

“Yes, dear?” Y/N hummed.

“I love you. And how can you forgive everybody?” Fuyuhiko asked. “Especially in the game?”

“Sometimes, I don’t forgive them. But then sometimes I forget the bad times. They’re so careful not to set me off.” Y/N nodded. “And sides. I ignore the past. Force myself to accept the truth. They changed.”

“That’s a good strategy.” Fuyuhiko hums and nodded.

“It is.” Y/N smiled and agreed.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, Fuyuhiko.”

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