I decided to just make this into a series.

Why? Because it goes off on an absolute tangent, there is no antagonist, it's just a laugh and smile story.

I am also really busy and these are easier to come up with.

.o0O0o.

It was Saturday at noon, breakfast was just being served.

"You insufferable wretched little curr!"

"Watch that fucking tongue you pompous bastard, just who the fuck you calling little?!"

The boy's eyebrow twitched in annoyance as their yelling caused a ringing in her head.

'This is not how I wanted to start my day off...' he sighed and cleared his throat, somehow garnering the attention of even the chef inside the kitchen.

Everyone paused their actions to see the one man who nobody dared disrespect. To any outsider, this would have been an insane sight. To everyone else, it was just their everyday life.

"Byakuya, Togami, please stop. I'd like to have a quiet meal and rest today to stop this oncoming migraine.

"Byakuya, I don't know what he said, but he is your senpai, you will show him respect, you may be a Togami, but you are still a student, abd he is your elder. You would not act like this before your elders in your family, would you?"

He scoffed, but looked away, "No." the 'I am above them' was left unsaid.

Makoto's gaze lingered long enough for the perfectionist to get flustered.

"Fuyuhiko-senpai, stop acting like that. I don't care who started it, but you need to get a grip on things. You can't let that comment keep getting to hou, how else are you going to lead your clan?"

"... alright. I'll try... but I ain't making promises."

"Now both of you, apologize."

"Sorry, Makoto." They said.

"Not to me."

"HELL NO!"

And the ringing is back. He glared at the two.

"S-sorry..."

The two then awkwardly looked at each other.

Peko soon arrived to assist Fuyuhiko, but before that she had one request.

"Um... Makoto, I was wondering if tomorrow... you could come watch the kendo tournament I had entered? I mean, you don't have to if you're busy or anything! I wouldn't dare distract you from any pressing matters that required your attention," with each passing word, Peko's face began to grow a blush.

The boy thought for a moment, 'Certainly my migraine will die down by then, and I have so much to consider before classes resume... hmm we could possibly drop by the Lil' Ultimates after as well, plus it would be nice...'

"Sounds wonderful," He replied unknowingly cutting her off.

"YES!" She cheered before her blush resumed in full, "I-I mean, I will come get you by eleven at the main entrance, the Kuzuryuu's have allowed me to take their ride to the event."

"Oh! Is Fuyuhiko not coming?"

"His little sister is coming over to spend some time away from the clan. Ah, if you'll excuse me," Peko finally detached to speak with Fuyuhiko, and after the two boys apologized, she took him out of the cafeteria.

He walked over to the table with Celestia, who offered a kind smile.

Oddly enough, the gambler even pulled out his chair for him when he approached, a gesture he thanked her for.

"Good morning, Celes," Makoto quietly greeted.

"And you as well, Makoto-dear, gyoza?" She offered her plate.

The ultimate lucky student was surprised that she offered her favorite food, normally she enjoyed it all to herself.

However, Makoto smiled, "Perhaps one, thank you, though I'll need something light, is there any soup?"

"Teruteru-senpai is cooking, don't worry, he is in his element. Now... what's this about a migraine? Have you been overworking yourself, again?

Makoto signed, "Celestia, please, I'm fine"

It was her turn to give the, 'I don't believe a word coming out of your mouth'-gaze.

He crumbled, "Well... fine may be a little stretch... I just need to rest and I'll be good as- you're not butying that either, are you?"

The gambler smiled proudly, "As your vice-representative, I would hope so. Now, after this how about we go to the Research Lab, you can rest there while I deal with a bit of research and make sure you are resting."

"I don't need you to be a mother-hen to me, Celes."

"But you are allowed to be one for everyone?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

Celestia rolled her eyes. At that moment, Teruteru walked up, tray in hand, "I overheard you from earlier, Makoto, here's some light soup, if anything is not to your taste, don't hesitate to inform me. Oh, and here you are, Celes, here's the milk tea you desired, made to perfection."

She smiled softly, "Ever the gentleman, thank you."

With that, the cook moved back into the kitchen, unfortunately for Makoto, the class of 79 walked in.

On one hand, he was glad they were. After all, he is their instructor since Chiaki is overloaded. Though, in reality its just her social skills are minimal beyond the other representatives and her own classmates, and that she te ds to fall asleep. On the other...

"Hahaha, Miu, you dumb bi-"

In an instant Makoto was able to turn a deathly glare at the source of the voice. Kokichi froze, paralyzed by this oncoming sense of fear, screaming 'I dare you to finish that sentence.'

Makoto was very well aware of Miu's behavior, but he also knew she was a bit of a shut-in. She was desperate for contact but never learned how to or why.

It was one of the reasons she is such an incredible inventor, because unlike the complexities that are human emotions, machines and codes were all finite, limited, planned. She knew exactly what to look for.

But human emotions and behavior? With everyone reacting differently even if everyone grew up the exact same way, she didn't understand.

Makoto made the motion to get up and speak with them, when Celestia's hand steadied him, not noticing his own wob ly effort.

"Don't even think about it. It is the weekend, they have their own representetive, one that you have personally gotten to help teach, and you. need. rest." Celestia doted.

He knew the truth in those words, but it was simply his nature. "Very well," he relented, sitting back down.

It wasn't long before he was approached by some members of his class.

The first was Shuichi and class rep. Kaede, who apologized for their classmates crass behavior.

The next was Miu, who awkwardly thanked him for defending her, even if he made no vocalization about it.

Finally were Gonta and Kirumi.

"Is something the matter, you two?" Makoto asked over his shoulder.

Kirumi was first, "I am just checking to see if there is anything you are in need of... is there, Master?"

Celestia giggled, knowing full well that nothing on this planet would get Kirumi to say otherwise.

"I am fine, thank you for asking," he smiled.

She then reached in her pocket. "Also, on our way the swordswoman informed the chemist and confectioner about your pain, they shortly made these and wished for me to bring them to you. The medicine should take effect after thirty minutes, and the candy is simply to wash out the taste."

She handed a small vial of two pills, and a lollipop.

I thanked her for bringing them. Trust Peko to be ever diligent, Kimura to be knowledgeable, and Ando to just be an awesome confectioner.

"And you, Gonta?"

"Gonta wanted to thank you, Makoto-senpai-sensei for books and ask for new ones."

Makoto smiled, "Just Makoto-sensei, you only need to use the 'highest' rank as a title. And I'll be sure to ask Toko for any recommendations. I'll give them to you on Monday, okay?"

"Un, Gonta understand."

And the behemoth of a man walked away.

"It appears our resident entomologist still speaks in third person, not quite as gentleman as I'd believe after he's been trying for years. If his vocabulary improves, it may come off as arrogance," Celestia commented.

"Oh let him be," Makoto replied, "He's still learning, he will realize it on his own. Who knows?"

"Indeed," Celestia nodded.

And finally, Makoto was given his moment of silence, and spent the rest of their time eating thsir meal.

Howevedr, something about the scene was off to him. Some one was missing.

"Hmm, that's odd... I don't see Toko here? Did she already eat?" Makoto asked, wiping his mouth with a napkin.

"Now that you mention it, I do not entirely recall... She hadn'lt left the campus as she was to inform either of us if she were too... but Byakuya is here... that is perculiar."

Makoto began to fret, "Perhaps I shoukd check up on the girl." He got up, pushing his seat away.

"Makoto-"

"Celestia, I will rest. I promise, once I speak with Toko, I'll tell you, and we can go to the research lab, is that fair?"

Celestia sighed, "Very well." She too got up, "Then I shall be in my dorm at the research lab. Perhaps that is where Toko is?"

He nodded in thanks and headed to the basement where the library was.

.o0o.

Makoto gently knocked on the door adjacent the library.

"Toko? Toko, are you inside? It's Makoto. Please open the door?"

There was a muffled noise coming from the othed side of the wooden barrier.

"I promise I am alone, please Toko open up."

More muted sounds emerged.

"Shou? Shou, of course I care for you, both of you. I'm your classmate, I'm your class representetive, but most importantly, I am your friend."

Finally the door cracked open, a teary eyed serial killer was the answerer. The pig-tailed girl opened her mouth to say something, but the words died in her throat.

"Everything will be alright, Shou, please talk to me."

"H-he... he rejected me."

Makoto was confused, "Byakuya? But, he's done this so many times before, why is this different? You've never taken no for an answer when it comes to getting him before."

"He meant it... she could feel it," Ah, so it wasn't Shou, glad to know she's still a secret. "I... we... I don't know what to do... Everything just feels... so weird."

Makoto's eyes softened, "I know... but Shou, you need to understand, it's not wrong to be sad, it's okay to be rejected, and yes... It will hurt. But if you didn't you would be hurt even more... I don't like seeing my friends in pain."

She sniffed and pulled her fellow ultimate inside her library for a room. Makoto embraced the unhinged, yet broken girl. He could feel the tips of her scissors poke his back, but he didn't back down.

Eventually, the girl let go. Makoto held her hand, after gently taking her scissors, and pulled her toward her bed where they sat.

He returned the bladed weapons, though considering behind them was a wall covered with them, he didn't have to.

"Byakuya is a very serious guy, Shou. I won't say that you two deserve better, but you deserve closure. He doesn't love you, he's not good for you."

"But he's everything I want! Everything we need!" Shou exclaimed histerically.

Makoto placed a hand over hers. She gripped her blades but made no motion to stab him. "Don't mistake human greed for human need, Shou. You don't need him, you don't need anyone, you are perfect just the way you are," he brushed away some hair from her face, "there are people who would love to be with you."

"No they wouldn't, we've been alone for years, waiting for the man. And then we find him... but... he's not."

It was an odd sight for Makoto, to see this boy-crazy serial killer break down.

"Shou... It's going to be alright."

"I feel tired... can you put my scissors away? I... I think you should talk with Toko."

He gently grabbed her favorite blades, and placed them where they belonged. Genocider Shou nodded and laid back, taking out her modified joy buzzer to actually shock herself.

It was actually during spring break last year that Makoto, Toko, and Shou, found out the girls would switch places if given a large enough electric shock.

The closer to the brain, the less voltage needed to be used. Although, Makoto refused to allow for such a dangerous idea, so they requested their senpai, Souda, to modify a joy buzzer to actually give an electric shock, and just enough to make someone jump.

Thankfully he wanted to impress Makoto, as did everyone else, so he didn't ask any questions.

"Huh? W-where am I, I thought-" then Toko saw Makoto, and broke down.

Makoto wrapped his arms around the book girl.

"It's okay, Toko."

Toko finally let go of her thoughts and tightly embraced her friend. "It hurts..."

"You'll find someone else," Makoto said softly rubbing her back. "You don't need to hold it in, I'll always be there for you."

"B-but... what if... when... you're not? W-why would you spend time with an ugly thing like me?"

"Toko, I don't care what's going on. Whether I am happy, sad, upset. Whether I am busy with my life, or with homework, or anything of the sort. Whether or not I'm asleep or tired, angry at you or even miles away, just tell me. I will always, be a shoulder for you to cry on, an ear to listen, or a soul to cinfide in. If everyone else will ignore you and you're struggles, I won't. I'll drop everything, to talk with you, even if you just want me to listen." He placed his hand on hers once more.

"And Toko, ugly thing? Those words never go together. Ever. You are many things,

"The Ultimate Author, Student of 78, a hopeless romantic, and a girl whose lived with a broken heart since the start. You're my little sister's inspiration and best friend, you're my friend.

"So don't you dare call yourself ugly, you have a different shade of beautiful."

Toko sniffed but let out a dry chuckle, "Y-you sounded really cheesy there... Makoto."

The luckster let one out in return, "It got you to stop thinking about it... come on," Makoto hopped off her bed and reached out to her.

She looked at it hesitantly, but did give him her hand.

"How about I make you some tea, then we can proofread your latest work before I go to my research lab with Celestia? I told her I'd rest after speaking with you."

Toko sniffed, but smiled with a nod.

Makoto fished out his phone and sent a message

Makoto (To- Gambler Girl): Toko's worn out, she got rejected by Byakuya and has, but is having trouble accepting it for good. I'll be late.

It wasn't long before he got a reply.

Gambler Girl: Very well, be sure to rest as much as possible.

.o0o.

Two hours went by, and Celestia was beginning to worry, Makoto had made no response since his text.

She uncharacteristically bit her thumb, nervous that her overworked was continuing his selfless tendencies.

After mulling it over for another ten minutes, she groaned, "This man is gong to be the death of me..."

She grabbed a sweater and walked out of her section of their research lab.

A million scenarios formed in her head, another incident with 79, probably Miu and Kebo, or Kokichi in general, Chiaki dragging him to play video games with Hinata, Fuyuhiko trying to get him to marry his sister, a call from the Lil' Ultimates, most likely Jataro painting the school again, Mondo and Taka, Byakuya in general, Junko stealing him away again, Kyoko dragging him into yet another investigation, Asahina and Sakura getting him for some group exercise...

Why were most of the examples her class?!

"I'm picking up too many of his habits..." She mumbled as she entered the library.

Looking past the bookshelves she failed to find either Toko or the man in question.

The gambler signed, "Maybe he's in her room, if not, hopefully Toko is and can tell me."

She gently knocked on the door, "Toko? Is Makoto in there?"

However, she was met with silence. Stop she tried again, only for the same response.

This time she went for the handle, "I'm coming in," jiggling the handle, she found it locked.

The girl sighed reaching for her E-handbook, using her status as the vice-rep. to unlock her classmates dorm room. "Sorry for the intrusion, Tok- Oh!"

Just across the room she could make out the backs of get classmates. Toko's head was gently resting on Makoto's shoulder, with his resting on the bookworm's head.

Relief flooded the girl as she made way over top them.

"Honestly, Makoto, making me worry for no... reason."

It then be came apparent that they were sleeping.

A soft giggle escaped her, "I did say to get rest..."

She turned around and took the blanket off the bed, then proceeded to drape it over the two.

Subconsciously, Toko nuzzled into Makoto, who then, seemingly protectively, held onto the author, who in turn sighed in comment despite her sleep.

Celes smiled and took out her cell phone and took a picture, she then retitled the image, 'The King and His Most Precious Princess.'

She then sent it out on social media, thankful that her classmates were largely unaware of this, otherwise the reveal would be much less funny. Though she did take another with Toko's for the girl's memories.

Deciding, more that Makoto was taking a breather, she could resume working without stress, but as she turned around she froze, now noticing the wall's... decor.

A wall full of identical scissors, "such a strange fetish..." she mumbled to herself, unsure of why they seemed familiar.

.o0o.

DID YOU KNOW?

This was a story prompt I wrote in my "Random DanganRonpa Ideas" story, where 3 pilot chapterd were written.

This is different from it because of a few reasons.

1. I treated the pilot as a series, rather than a 1-shot compilation around the theme, which was my intention.

2. I realized I totally botched the timeline in those 3 chapters. (Again, wouldn't have happened if I treated it as a 1-shot compulsion)

3. I want to focus more on the interaction with Makoto and someone else, along with the one between Celestia and Makoto.

So, a few questions-

A. Is this going to be a 1-shot compilation?

a. Honestly, I don't know, if I know how to write one.

B. Is this replacing "A More Realistic Hope," "A Broken Act," or the random ideas?

b. In terms of updates, sort of. These are easier to write because it's not meant to be a story of struggles (Broken Act) or a slow burn (Realistic Hope). As such, I don't need to think how to transition the last chapter to the current and segway to the next or any major plot points, because each chapter has it's own story. However, I am still writing both, just figuring out major scenes right now before I reach them and try to do some shoddy patchwork for them later.

C. Can I (you) request particular characters and problems?

c. As long as it relates to their character or talent, sure! It can be who they are friends with, their talent, their dreams/desire or a mix of them!

Ex. Mondo wants skip on studying to go for a joyride with his gang, problem is, Chihiro promised if Mondo scored a 90 or higher on his biology exam, he'd come with him when they arrive. (Friends and Talent) (And yes, this will be a future chapter)