A/N: I do not own any of the characters mentioned in this story. All rights to the original story and characters go to Spike Chunsoft. This is a series of short stories from different characters' perspectives during different points in the series. While they are not canon, they are tailored to be POSSIBLY canon. So I hope if Spike Chunsoft makes a sequel, it doesn't destroy the possibilities these stories present. Or better yet, I hope they use these! Yeah, I wouldn't mind selling my soul to make these stories a reality - well, a reality within the DR Universe, at least. Enjoy!


"Toko?"

No response.

Finally, Komaru thought to herself. She laid down on the bed next to her unconscious friend.

It's been a few months since Komaru started living with Toko Fukawa in Towa City. And while Komaru enjoyed acting like the iconic apocalypse survivor - helping those in need with a sci-fi gun and her friend, who happened to have a split personality with a scissor-wielding serial-killer - it felt like she was living in an action movie. But after a week, she realized that some aspects could definitely take some getting used to. Mainly, the living conditions. Towa City might have been nice at one point, but the damage from the Warriors of Hope's army of children and Monokuma Units had made it practically unlivable. They were lucky enough to find a bedroom with plumbing and electricity in a safe area of the city. And while they were able to clear out most of the rubble from it, there were stains and smells that they couldnt get rid of without proper cleaning supplies. But Komaru could deal with those smells. The real issue was Toko. She hardly bathed when she had a NICE bathroom, and now she didn't even change her clothes. The smell was incredibly overwhelming to Komaru, especially since she shared a bed with the source. And Toko had her own complaints about the situation as well. She claimed that Komaru was always moving in her sleep and her snores were deafening, so she could hardly function in the morning due to sleep deprivation. So they came to an agreement - Toko would bathe at LEAST every other day provided that Komaru waited for Toko to fall asleep first before she did. And while it did make Komaru more tired, it was definitely an improvement to before.

Komaru rested her head on the pillow, eager to go to sleep, but her eyes jolted open when she heard a buzzing coming from the table she was sitting at. Grumbling, she got up and staggered over to the satellite laptop they used for communications with the Future Foundation. Too tired to act formal, she leaned back in the chair and sighed as she opened the laptop.

"What?" She didn't even bother opening her eyes.

"Bad time?"

For the second time that night, her eyes jolted open and her head whipped forward, because that was the voice of…

"Makoto!?"

Komaru was still tired, but she didn't care. It had been at least a month since his last call, and she wasn't expecting anything for at least two more. Sleep could wait.

"Hey! Bet you weren't expecting me, huh?" he said with a grin.

"No! Actually, wait, what ARE you doing back at base? I thought you were gonna be gone for a while on some mission catching… what were they called? Despair junkies?"

"Ha! Well, THAT part is done, there are just a couple of things I need to grab from R&D."

Komaru was confused. "What do you mean THAT part? Wasn't that the whole mission?"

Makoto's eyes widened. Apparently he just let something slip.

"Oooohh, is it classified? Don't worry, I won't say anything." She made the lip-zip gesture.

"No. Well, yes, but -" He turned his head quickly, then turned back towards the camera slowly. "Is Toko there?"

"Yeah, but she's asleep. Why -" Something clicked in Komaru's head. "Makoto, are you going AWOL!?"

"Wha- NO! Komaru, it's nothing, just nobody can know about this. Don't even mention it to anyone." He seemed pretty panicked.

"Makoto-"

"Komaru, listen-I can't say much about it, but essentially, it's a rescue mission. And the Foundation believes it's too risky and not worth the effort, but I believe everyone deserves a chance. Don't you?"

Komaru was speechless. Of course she agreed with him, but why on Earth wouldn't the Future Foundation want to save someone who was in danger? Wasn't that their M.O.?

She had so many questions, but she didn't want Makoto to hang up if she got too nosy. "Okay, I won't mention it to anyone. But eventually you're gonna have some explaining to do."

Makoto nodded. "I swear when it's over I'll explain it all to you."

"Good. And whatever it is… don't get hurt, okay? If it gets too dangerous… I just couldn't bear it if something happened and I could've -"

"Hey, it's all fine! I promise."

"No Makoto, I'm serious. Because -" She stopped abruptly, her eyes wide and full of tears.

Makoto looked concerned. "Komaru?" He asked gently.

Komaru was having an intense internal conflict. She needed to tell him, but wanted to spare him the pain of knowing. But he had a right to that knowledge, they were his parents too. But if she could've been spared the knowledge… would she have chosen that? Maybe. But Makoto had to know just how much they couldn't afford to lose each other.

She had to tell him.

"Komaru?" Makoto asked again.

"Because you're all I have left, Makoto. You're the only member of my family left."

Makoto scoffed slightly. "Komaru, I told you this - Mom and Dad could still be out there! There isn't any evidence they -"

"Yes there is."

She felt the tears running down her face onto her folded hands. Makoto's face went pale.

"W-What?" His lip was trembling.

"I didn't want to tell you - because you kept insisting that they could still be alive. I didn't want to do that to you. Not when you already had so much to deal with…"

Though her eyes were blurred, she could still see Makoto's eyes start to glint.

"But I realized that if you're gonna risk your life when the rest of the family is -" Too much. The pain was too much.

Komaru was crying. Not just from the pain of losing her parents or from Makoto's reaction to it. It was the fact that she was risking her life too, perhaps more so than Makoto. She had so many close shaves with death that she simply brushed off because she always had Toko there to keep her strong, but it was also due to the quickness of it all. It happened so much and so fast that she barely had time to think about it. But now she WAS thinking about it, the emotions flooded through her to the point where she was shaking. And now she had the gall to accuse Makoto of being reckless?

Komaru eventually calmed down. She looked back at the screen and saw Makoto was just looking down, his face red and streaked with tears.

"We can't keep doing this to each other." She finally said. "I don't want to live in fear that you might be brainwashed or dead."

Makoto took a long time to respond. Finally, he spoke. "I don't want to live like that either."

Silence. Then...

"After this, I'm done"

"What?"

"After this mission, I'm done. It won't be co complete if I leave now, the Foundation will take matters into their own hands. But after I save them, I'm done. I'll get a desk job or quit. I promise."

Komaru couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Y-you mean it?"

"Only if you mean it, too."

"Yeah! But I'll have to convince Toko… I don't wanna leave without her."

"Me neither. Same goes for everyone else. I can probably convince Hina and Hiro to do the same, but Byakuya's gonna be the real problem. He loves feeling important."

"Heh." Komaru sniffed. "But if you can convince him, I won't even have to TRY to convince Toko."

"Heh, yeah." Makoto looked down for a second. "Oh crap, it's late."

"Do you have to go now?"

Makoto smiled.

"I think I can afford to lose a few hours of sleep."


A/N: Welp that's story one complete! There's gonna be 17 total in this series, so I'll try to keep this updated more frequently so people don't have to wait more than a year. Like with my other series. Ha!