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Characters: Yukiteru and YOU
Setting: Room 2-20 & Cafeteria
Format: Prose initially, but I'll match!
Summary: Yukki arrives the morning after the 'happy end.' He's not taking it well.
Warnings: A kid dangerously close to going into shock after all he's been through;; also spoilers for Mirai Nikki.

Room 2-20:

The poor kid is obviously freezing. It's quite a jump from a moderate climate like Japan in mid-summer to the frigid temperatures like this; combine that with the fact that he's here at all, and everything that had happened just before arriving here, and it's a miracle he hasn't completely gone into shock yet. Operative word here: yet.

He's seated on his bed, the blankets wrapped tightly around himself, including a bright blue blanket that looked as if it had seen a lot of wear and tear over the years. There's an open cellphone on his lap, plugged into a nearby wall, and he's been staring at it intently since he arrived here.

UNKNOWN DATE, 12:19 PM :: A NEW LIFE BEGINS IN THE TOWER.

There is no entry after this. He's never had that problem before, and it really doesn't help his state of mind right now. And 'unknown date?'

... Yes. Of course. They failed. He and Yuno both did. It's the only conclusion, and it perfectly explains what he read in those letters. The world was destroyed, time and space torn asunder by what Deus warned them about. The Survival Game was over, and nobody won. It was true, then... Yuno did love him, despite her attempts to persuade both of them otherwise. She couldn't kill him any more than he could kill her. And he couldn't have thought of a worse way to confirm what he already knew than this.

Yukiteru falls sideway onto his bed, wrapping the blankets tigher around himself. It's hard to tell if the shaking is caused by stress, or just shivering.

Cafeteria

Yukki has been sitting there for a while, staring at the oatmeal. He's tried to make it a bit better; but he can't eat it. He hasn't touched it, and it isn't from the fact that he knows it's going to taste bad. He just has no appetite right now, and he hasn't for 24 hours now, from the time he woke up in his own world, to when he woke up here, knowing what was going to happen that day. This could have been a five-star steak and he still wouldn't have wanted to eat it. Especially not in this temperature.

It's clear to anyone who sees him he's upset, and hasn't taken to the Tower well at all. Especially since he hasn't seen hide nor hair of Yuno since arriving here, and if he's here for the reason he thinks he is, then surely she has to be, as well. After all, isn't it both of their faults their universe was destroyed? Through their inaction?

He doesn't want to think about it, but he can't help it. The Survival Game has now officially taken everything from him, including, as it would appear, Yuno. He had nothing left to lose. And as it would appear, nothing to gain, either.

He closes his eyes, and looks down, fighting back tears.

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Yukki shook his head, sitting up against the pillows. At least he's not laying down anymore, right? "No, you weren't," he answers quietly. "What are you painting?"

Taiki gave a nervous smile, "Um..." He held the painting up, it was done with childish skill and showed a strange creature in a beautiful garden, towering statues that seemed to be shiny rock were more predominant than trees, it wasn't yet finished.

... Well, that's an interesting creature. "What is that?" he asks, hoping it doesn't sound offensive. For all Yukki knows, that could be a deity important to Taiki. "Or... who is that?"

Taiki isn't offended at all, he gives a light smile. "Sanshi, she is my Noyoki; she looks after me."

Yukki tilts his head at that. He's heard that term before, but... "What is a Noyoki?" he asks. Was this kid some kind of demon summoner?

... Great. As if Deus and Murumuru weren't bad enough.

"Oh... um... sorry... a Noyoki is a demon that looks after a kirin... like a nursemaid..." Taiki explained, and then blinked realising he had to explain further and he had been trying not to annoy the boy and now he would have to talk more...

"Sorry... um... I'm a Kirin... she's really nice... you can meet her if you want..."

Great. He's roommates with a kirin, who has a female demon who can walk in pretty much any time they want. Out of the frying pan and into the fire, even if Taiki seems like a nice person. And may Yuno never, ever find out that there's potentially going to be a female demon hovering over him as he's sleeping if she ever shows up.

"... maybe later," he mumbles, looking over the picture. "I've kind of got a lot of my mind, right now."

Taiki looked down feeling awkward again, he had talked too much and annoyed his new roommate... "Sorry..." He sat still not daring to paint anymore.

Yukki shook his head. "No, no, it's not your fault," he stammered. Great. After all that, he's still socially awkward. I guess that's what happens when your main source of human interaction for the last few months was someone who would kill another person without a second thought if they so much as looked in his general direction for one second longer than she was comfortable with.

"It's just my world. It's my fault it's destroyed."

They can be socially awkward together. Taiki shook his head, "No... I mean... sorry... they said it was a virus... All the worlds were destroyed... So it wont have been your fault..."

Wait... all of the worlds? Yukiteru shook his head. "All of them? How is that possible?!"

Does that... does that mean Yuno...? And Minene, and even Murumuru? And the entire third world!? No... no, that can't be true. It just can't be. This is a lie. Yukki's... well, it's obvious he really, really doesn't want to believe that. And if he cares about other worlds...

"I don't know... sorry..." He's made him sad and scared now and Taiki feels bad... really bad... "I... I'm not sure if the people that captured us destroyed them... or if they just died... sorry... it might be a lie... I don't know... sorry..."

"No... no, I know what destroyed my own world," Yukki quietly answered, staring at the floor, his mouth hanging slightly open. That couldn't be true. He flips open his phone, looking for any sign of Yuno, or Minene, or, hell, he'll take Murumuru at this point. Nothing. Nothing, for any of them.

He didn't know? Well... throwing out theories like that wasn't going to help.

"You do?" Taiki knew there were some cases, like some of the trolls, where their world really had been destroyed. But others like his own...

"... It's my fault." He eeked out, quietly. And if what he said was true... then the Third World was probably gone, too. Did... did his Third World self not do what Yuno wanted, either?

"Don't... sorry... don't blame yourself. Because you don't know for sure and... sorry even if you think it's your fault it doesn't explain why the other worlds are gone..."

He looked at him, worried because he seemed so sad...

Yukki? Looking sad? Story of his life, Taiki. Story of his life.

"But it is my fault... I couldn't hurt Yuno." And now... because of him... there was no Second World anymore. And Yuno was going to try to do the same thing in the Third World.

Pretty much the entire main point Taiki made went over his head in his self pity.

Taiki curled up, because he didn't understand who Yuno was but he was pretty sure the end of the world was not this sad looking boys fault.

But Taiki doesn't have the self confidence to argue his point so he just stared at his feet. "Sorry..."

Yukki didn't answer. He wasn't taking this well at all, and while he appreciates what Taiki is trying to do, it's just not something he can get over easily. It won't even be something he'll get over soon. He had lost so much, and now, he had nothing left to lose.

He just continues staring out ahead of him, at nothing in particular, his eyes partially glazed over.

Feeling so bad at making his roommate feel sad Taiki abandoned his painting and curled up on the bed pressing his face into his knees.

"Sorry..."

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well this is the most emotionally competant room in the tower...