Nrt Trap:Danganronpa

The Pocky Game

Kokichi POV

It was incredibly hard to avoid Rantaro. Especially when the two of us worked together. It was absolutely agitating to ignore my feelings for him. The worst part was that people were beginning to ship us.

"Hey Kokichi!" Miss Tsmuki smiled at me when I came out to see her. Being a nurse seemed to stress her out and she seemed to come to the host club purely to detox from the stressful work week. Though she was still incredibly creepy.

"Big sister, how can I help you today." I fake blushed and twirled my hair. Today's theme was brothers. Of course I was assigned to be a younger brother. Mikan was practically dying as she gestured me to sit closer to her. I sat down hesitantly and scooted next to her.

"I brought you a gift." Mikan smiled to herself. I watched as she took out a box of pocky. I clapped my hands together and smiled at her.

"Thanks.. big sister... you want to play the pocky game?" I asked.

"There's a game for pocky?" She asked genuinely confused. I nodded and placed a piece of pocky in my mouth. It was incredibly tasty.She looked at me not sure what was happening. Komaru came over and explained the game.

"You have to put your mouth on the other end of the stick. The two of you have to eat the pocky until either one of you break the stick, one of you get to the middle,or maybe even kiss." Tsmuki seemed to get excited by the option. I tried to ignore Rantaro's gaze from where he was eating dinner with Toko.

"Let's begin."Komaru bowed elegantly. By now most of the other customers and hosts were watching curious of the result of the game. One host in particular was trying to convince his customer of the evening to bring him pocky.

The first round with really well. I defeated Mikan who was suddenly kind of nervous and shy. As we continued to play our lips got closer and closer. During our fifth round Mikan purposefully took huge chunks of the pocky with the intent of getting a kiss. However at the last second I was suddenly picked up by Rantaro and me and Mikans stuck was broken. As the customers and hosts gasped and someone dropped their glass.

Tsmuki seemed mad but it was quickly turned into excitement. "No one gets to kiss my little brother other than me." Squealing erupted throughout the entire cafe. I'm pretty sure the elderly lady who usually came in fainted and died. I tried to play off the very real blush on my face as acting. Toko sneezed and was taken over by Siyo who was super excited.

Rantaro sat next to me in the booth. "Mikan sweetheart can you give a stick." Who's that?Tsmuki handed him a stick blushing. That little snake. Rantaro placed the piece of pocky in his mouth smirked at me. I quizzically took the other side wondering what type of trick he'd pull. Suddenly he pinned me to the chair with his body causing everyone around us to panic. He pressed his body against mine as we ate. My face was practically burning and I cursed myself for allowing this to happen. Our lips were getting closer and closer by the second. Until Rantaro purposefully broke the stick.

"I wanted them to kiss." A host suddenly had a tantrum and rolled on the ground upset.

"You're getting really bold." I told Rantaro as we walked home together. "I guess you're getting really into this job." I smiled fakely. I hated how close he was getting the the women at the host club. I tried to fight the pocessive feeling I had around him but he was making it a lot worse. I wanted to scream on the inside.

"It's fun! At first I only took the job to watch over you... but now I think I'm doing a lot better. Besides we're both making a lot of money right. Maybe enough to move out our apartments."

I was confused on why Rantaro would say something weird like that. But it felt like it was supposed to have some kind of effect on me. I didn't like that at all.

The next day Rantaro had work without me. He also was supposed to be in cram school, right after basketball practice. However, him skipping would benefit me. I knocked on Rantaro's apartment door and waited for Mr. Amami to appear. The farmer seemed shocked to see me. He also seemed super drunk. Behind him his wife looked at me from the kitchen and waved. Was she frying avocados? How odd. His twin sister was studying at the dining room table. I call her Hawaii because that's were Rantaro found her. But her name is actually Hana.

"Wasssup boy. Haven't seen ya in a while." Rantaro's dad slurred. "Come on iiiiiiin." I walked into Amami apartment and smiled at Mrs. Amami who was now making Avocado smoothies. I sat next to Hawaii who gave me a what's up nod.

"I've been great Mr.Amami! It's wonderful to see you and your gorgeous wife." I ignored my Vietnam flashback of her forcing me to clean my apartment.

"Smoothie?" She asked walking over to me and giving me one despite me not answering.

"Thanks." I smiled. "Where's Rantaro?" I asked pretending I didn't know.

"Heeeeee's at the expensive prep schoool his mamaaa has been paying for." Rantaro's dad answered taking a huge sip of his drink.

"Really he said he'd be home?" I frowned. Both the Amami parents looked at me confused. Hana looked at me, stood up, and left to go to her room.She knew shit was going down."Looks like he lied to me. He's probably out doing something stupid. I knew his grades have been slipping and he skips basketball practice but to lie to your best friend." My eyes filled with fake tears. "How sad."

Rantaro POV

I came home super late from the host club. It was pretty uneventful. Especially with Kokichi not around. When I got into the apartment my dad was sitting in an arm chair patting a cat. We don't have a cat. My moms face was dark and she held a bat. Let's just say I had an awful night, stopped working at the host club, and had my prep school classes canceled.