DRV3 headcanons, one-shots and other stuff [COMPLETED]

(O/S) Tsumugi x Kokichi

Requested by @Celesteperandos. Please enjoy! AU where Kokichi and Tsumugi share the role as the mastermind (since Tsumugi had to bribe him with power to keep him from blabbing about who the mastermind was since in this AU he knows it's Tsumugi) and he survives to the sixth trial.
Fic title: Viva La Danganronpa!

Kokichi's POV

Time to put that scumbag in his place.
Shuichi had decided to stop playing my game. Our game. He decided to let Tsumugi's beloved series crumble right before her eyes, and I wasn't having any of it.
Tsumugi was in a state of frenzied panic.
"Y-Y-You can't just..."
I jabbed a finger at Shuichi. "Oi. Saihara. Play with us."
He tutted, shaking his head. He made glaring eye-contact with me. "Or you'll what?"
My audience held their posting. All had fallen silent. Tension. Tension and anxiety holding itself hostage everywhere.
I grinned. "Upupupu..." I giggled, making one of my infamous faces. "Shuichi... I want you to play with me. Just play with me. PLAY WITH US!!"
I launched myself from my stand, practically flying towards him with clenched fists. I knocked him from his stand and we tumbled onto the ground, brawling. I bit his hand, he went for my neck, and Maki, Himiko and Kiibo were quickly approaching. Kiibo was fully reprogrammed, however, and began tearing the fight apart.
I kicked Shuichi's foot, hard, and he crashed to the ground with a sickening thud. Was he dead? His head was pink and sticky, I knew that for sure. I felt a soft hand on my shoulder.
I turned my head ever so slightly. I must have looked horrific - a bloody mouth, a pair of bruised knuckles, probably damaged face. Tsumugi stared down at me, her eyes welling with tears. She brushed a purple hair from my face. She extended her arm.
"Stand up, Kokichi Oma."
I glared. My eyes burned with hatred. I was doing this for her, and she was being a dick. My chest tightened. My throat clogged as I choked out a sob. I couldn't accept her help. Not now. Not after coping so well. I couldn't. I couldn't.
She waved her hand a bit, as if reinforcing the offer.
My arm shaking, I grabbed her hand and hauled myself up.
We stood side-by-side, watching as Maki checked Shuichi's pulse. Shuichi quivered. He lived. Maki stared at us, infuriated, enraged.
Tsumugi smiled down at me. "Kokichi, the series is done. Over. Look at our viewer count."
She gestured up at the large holographic board up just above Monokuma's throne. One-million became five-thousand. Five-thousand became two-hundred and fifty. Two-hundred and fifty became zero.
I clasped her hand tightly, squeezing it as I choked out another sob. "So... it's over?"
Solemnly, she nodded. She ruffled my hair. "Let's give Damganronpa the ending it deserves. C-Care to do the honours, Kokichi?"
She was quaking beside me.
I cleared the apprehension from my throat. I nodded, stiffly.
"Now then, I've p-prepared a very special punishment for Tsumugi Shirogane and Kokichi Oma, the SHSL Despairs! Ready everyone?! Let's give it everything we've got!" Kokichi drew a shaky breath. Someone, somewhere, would be cheering the line with him. "It's punishment time!"
Kiibo zoomed out of the trail room and into the open, opening fire at Hopes Peak Academy For Gifted Juveniles.
Tsumugi's shoulders tense as we rushed to the front of the school, grabbing Monokuma as we ran. He was giggling.
We stood just outside the school, waving at the somehow still functioning camera, our smiled faking as our demise drew closer.
Without thinking I spun Tsumugi to face me, leaping up and quickly pecking her on the cheek. "I love you." I sobbed.
She wailed in response. "R-R-Really?"
I giggled. "Who knows? I am a li—"
All was black.

>>>>>>

"Contestant #11? Contestant #11! Kokichi Oma!"
I woke with a jolt, almost springing out of what felt like a bed. I instantly regretted it - the pain was unbearable.
"Contestant #11, thank you for your participation in the fifty-third season of Danganronpa. It was all VR. None of it was real. You are real, but the story and deaths were fake. Do not worry. All will be remembered in about an hour. Until then, sit tight."
I grabbed the nurse's shoulder.
"Where is Tsumugi Shirogane?"
"Hm?" The nurse hummed. "She's Contestant #16. She has recovered swiftly, if you wish to see her."
"Bring her here right now!"
"Of course, sir. Your prize money will—"
"—Tsumugi. Now."
The nurse hurried away and soon returned with the petrol-blue-haired student I loved so dear. I hugged her desperately and wailed.
"We're out. We're free."
"Viva la Danganronpa!"
"Viva la Tsumugi x Kokichi!"

Word count - 802.