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An even sadder Kuzuyuuma fic becos why not? ( a bit out of the Borderlands theme but I needed to make it extra sad so just excuse me)

"Kyuuma."

"Hmm?"

"You'll always remember me, right? Even if I go to some faraway place and for a long time... you'll always remember me, right?"

"What are you saying, of course I will!"

"...Good. Just asking."

It was time for their plan to beat the joker card. The card that had been directly responsible for the death of so many innocent people.

They decided not to tell Mira and Shiirabi. It would just be their little secret between them. If they ever did need their help, they would tell them immediately.

"This joker isn't some ordinary guy. To defeat him, as the ancient prophecy had foretold, we'll need a word powerful enough to cut his flesh, and a swordmaster willing enough to wields the sword to cut his flesh."

"Hmm. I get the sword part, but why would the sofar not be willing to cut the joker's flesh?"

Kyuma, again with his baseless questions, said out loud.

"Well, I wouldn't know," Kuzu replied monotonously.

"Anyway, apparently now we have to go to the Requiem Of The Echoing Depths (and yes I copied that from Genshin) and find the sword? I have no idea," Kyuma replied now energetically.

"Well, we already know where this Requiem is, so let's go!"

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"Uh... this is it? Doesn't look very Echoing Depthsy- wait Kuzu don't go in yet, wait for me!" Kyuma shouted to his glasses guy (yes, his glasses guy)

After a short period of walking, they arrived at a fork.

"It splits two ways,"

"Yes, that's how a fork works,"

"..." Kuzu tried not to show any emotion regarding the insult-compliment Kyuma just threw at him.

"Which way should we go?" Kyuma questioned.

"Um... I think we should go the left way? I might be wrong, and there might be a trap there, though," Kuzu sounded his opinion.

"Oh whatever! If there's a trap, we'll figure out how to escape it together, let's go left if you think so then!"

And so left they went.

And indeed left was right. (Pun intended)

They arrived at a room with a stone pedestal. On the stone pedestal, there was a little device that looked highly technological enough Kyuma could swear it was built by aliens.

They reached forth to take it, careful of any traps, if any.

"Seems like some device for... sword-making? Kuzu, we found the right place!" Kyuma announced as he read off the label, which literally wrote: "Sword-making machine. "

"But how does it work?"

"Let's take it back to the HQ first. There might be traps around here,"

"Oh yeah, let's,"

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"... Wait. I think I know how to operate it."

"Wait, you do? How?"

"The joker is a really twisted god. He must have put this here so he could give those who want to kill him a chance to. But there must be some kind of twist behind it..."

"Oh yeah, well said, Kuzu,"

"Uh...ok, concentrate... uh... no this doesn't work" Kuzu's failed attempt at activate the device was greeted by a slight smirk on Kyuma's face.

"Well, whatever, let's go get some snacks," Kyuma, distracted by his hunger, informed the lawyer of his whereabouts, then disappeared into the lunch crowd.

"I'll join you later!" Kuzu shouted at him against the noises of the other citizens' and dealers' conversations.

"...So that's how you work it. A true "hearts game" indeed. Then I'll take it. It's not like I could let anyone else take the glory anyway."

"So... you have decided? Are you sure you want to do this? Is it really worth it just for me?" A dark silhouette arose from and surrounded the device.

"To defeat you, anything is worth it!"

"Ah... I see... a memory for a memory..."

"But don't think you get the easy way out. They are going to remember you until they leave this land. And you...

you... are not going to die. I will keep you alive, as the "true hearts game", after all..."

"...Just one question before I go. ...Why?" Kuzu questioned the shadow.

"You ask me, why? Why, indeed, I do not know either," The Joker replied honestly.

"So, that's why... alright then, do it.

I shall defeat you, Joker of the Borderlands."

"Ahahahaha, yes! Then let the games begin!

Although, I'll need the help of a certain nudist..." The Joker hinted at musingly.

"?!? ... You leave him out of this!" Kuzu replied defensively.

"Don't fret, It's just that I can't take a physical form, so I'll have to possess someone to..."

"Kuzu? What..." Kyuma, seeing that Kuzu hadn't come for the snacks yet, came to find him.

"Ah, perfect timing!" mused the Joker.

"Wait, no, Kuzu don't...Aahhh," The Joker had already taken control of Kyuma's body.

"Just do it. Defeat the joker, and save all players and players to come!"

"Now, I want... that knife over there. The sharpest knife in the shed, eh?" Kyuma- or rather, the joker- reached for the knife on the table he was gesturing at.

"Please don't..." Kyuma pleaded with him.

His hands had gotten hold of the knife and was plunging it into Kuzuryu.

It was his own hands that was killing Kuzuryu.

His own hands.

His murderer.

He caught Kuzu in his hands as he fell over from his wounds.

"Ugh...it...it's ok...I'll probably... with... these... wounds...go in about 30 minutes..." Kuzu reassured the nudist.

"Please, Kuzu, don't..." Kyuma continued to plead with him.

"Please...forget me..."

"Ah, what a sweet romance this is! Shall I end it for you?" Amused the Joker, clearly either not able to read the room or just plainly oblivious to the moment of silence Kyuma obviously needed.

"YOU SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP!!!" Kyuma was mad now.

"...You said you...didn't have a ...physical form, yet gave us a... sword to ....cut your flesh... what are you... planning at?" Kuzu came to a sudden realisation of a contradiction within this cruel god's words.

"What? Oh, that? Oh, I do have a physical form, I just wanted to enjoy the drama of this guy being the one to drive the sword into you, and I must say it was pretty-"

"I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO SHUT UP! TO JUST SHUT UP!"

"Oh and did he mention? For the rather large serving of icing on the cake, once you return to the real world, all memories of him will be word from the surface of the planet! You won't even remember him! AHAAHAHA!" The Joker was starting to sound a lot like Mira now. Granted Mira would never do something like this.

"...I will kill you."

"What?"

"I'll kill you. With the sword and my own two hands."

"Oh right, before I forget, here's the sword! It's made with the memory and life force of this glasses guy here! Aaahhh how interesting!

If you need me, I'll be at the Requiem Of Echoing Depths!"

And with that, the Joker was off.

Kuzu had already lost consciousness from the blood loss, and all Kyuma could do was hug his lifeless body.

"I'm sorry.... I'm really sorry...."

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"Ah, so here we are, the nudist with his sword. And I thought you wouldn't want to come anymore after that last encounter, hmm? Anyw-"

Kyuma didn't even let him finish speaking. He straightaway swung his sword at the Joker, barely missing him.

"Oh, so we're really getting serious now, huh? Alright then...Gahhhh!"

Kyuma swung his sword again, this time plunging it into the Joker's stomach.

"Hey at least gimme a warning first, right?"

"This sword... is Kuzuryu's sacrifice. I'm not gonna let that go to waste."

Kyuma lunged forward, and before the Joker could have had any time to react, stabbed the sword into his neck and cut off his head.

"Congratulations. It is game clear. All survivors will be sent back to the real world," The familiar robotic lady voice announced.

"It's game clear, Kuzu, it's game clear," Kyuma cried, hugging the sword dearly.

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"Oi, Mira! It's your turn to pay today!" Kyuma reminded Mira of what she was supposed to do.

"What? No! I paid the last time, so it's your turn to pay now!" Mira then reminded Kyuma of what he was supposed to do.

"Shiirabi, whose turn is it to pay?" Kyuma and Mira both questioned their trustworthy third party.

"Um... Kyuma's?"

"I KNEW IT pay up now~"

"Ughhhh, fineeeee" Kyuma whined as he got up out of his comfortable seat and got ready to pay the bartender.

"That'll be $93."

"Ok. Give me a moment to find the money.."

Oh, there was already someone paying.

Wait.

There was something oddly familiar about him.

Was it the hoodie or the mask? Kyuma didn't know.

"Um, Hi. You look familiar, have I seen you before somewhere?"

He must have really startled the guy, because the moment he heard his voice, he immediately tensed up.

"Oh... uh... no." The man responded.

"Uh...I don't have enough money, I'm sorry," He turned to inform the cashier.

"Wait, lemme pay for you," Kyuu swooped in to save him from embarassment.

"Huh? Nononono, I can pay for myself..."

"No need, I've decided to pay for you, which means I'm paying for you no matter what you say! By the way, what you said just now really reminded of someone I feel like I know...

Well, you look really familiar, hey I know! How about I take you to my friend Mira? She's a psychiatrist, maybe she'll know why I find you so familiar!" Kyuma suggested.

"Oh, Mira..."

"Hmm? You know her?"

"Oh! Uh... no! It's nothing,"

"Oh right, I haven't even introduced myself yet. My name's Ginji Kyuma. What's yours?"

"... Keiichi Kuzuryu. A pleasure to meet you."

"Haha, well, we should meet up some other day, eh Kuzuryu? Mira's waiting, and if I don't get back in time, she'll slit my throat (literally)!"

"Yeah, that sounds like Mira alright, um, bye!"

Kuzu bid farewell to the enthusiastic little man.

After he left, he took out his phone.

Or, rather, his Borderlands phone.

RE: RESET DATA. CLEAR ALL MEMORY. RESET MEMORY.

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GAME SAVED.

Whew this is really going out of the borderlands topics but I needed to have some sort of way for them to erase memory of Kuzu's existence so yeah.

Leave a note if this made you cry! I hope it did! And I hope I didn't sound like a pyschopath in the above sentence!

Btw the $93 Kyuu pays for Kuzu is actually symbolic of the Kyuu's 93rd day in the borderlands, which is the day the citizen quartet clear the K♡.

And also this is shitty because it's out of the botderlands theme but hey, at least I tried, right?

love all the fics you've done. they're truly amazing. you don't mind me requesting for a kuzuryuuma drabble for the valentines now, right?

Oh I never realised I already had a request in my inbox sorry for the late reply anyway sure! I'd love to do a little Kuzuyuuma valentine's fic (purely platonic) but it might take a little while since I have some other issues going on right now in my life but I'll get it done when I have the time! 🤗

Chapter 2 of Happy Citizen Family Fic and K♡

Chapter 2: "The demon within you"

"Shariya, stay calm, don't do anything rash,"

"You stay out of this! This is between me and him. Oh and speaking of, care to share what you did? Huh?" Kuzu's attempt at a pacifier speech was interrupted by the armed man as he began to recount the earlier happenings.

"This fucker had found a damn gun with actual fucking working bullets. Took it back, and tried to shoot and kill me. Thankfully, I reacted fast enough, and now the tables are all turned, eh?"

Ah, so that's what happened.

"Anyway, I don't give a fuck what you guys thought I was going to do. That doesn't matter. What matters now is that this bastard doesn't get any short of what I wanna give him." Shariya said threateningly to his hostage. "It'll be best for us all if he's the king too, right? Two birds with one stone."

"Please please please I won't do it again please please please I'm not the king don't kill me!!" His hostage, on the other hand, didn't seem very interested in playing along with his captor's sick game.

"Nah, you know what? It'll be too boring if I just kill you here. You will be coming with me, and you'll die for me if those card soldiers or whatever they want come for me, ok?" Shariya was now speaking more like Mira. With her usual speaking attitude and demeanour, one might mistake her for a ghost and think that she had possessed him.

But there she was, smirking to herself as the other three citizens rolled their eyes at another of Mira's dark jokes.

"Anyway, how far have you all advanced into the maze?" Shariya returned to his usual gangster look and attitude. Looks like Mira's soul had left his body.

Mira gave everyone the look again. You know, the "this-is-getting- boring-now-that-everyone's-stopped-mass-murdering" look. Just another ordinary day for Mira.

"Oh! Uh... we've just... reached a door... and we need someone to activate the mechanism... but that means we need to... leave someone behind..." Seeing that Shariya's gaze had fallen upon her, the young girl choked out a few words out of fear of becoming his next victim.

It was pretty interesting to note that none of the four in the gang said anything about this or even made conveyed any emotion about it at all. Well, except for Mira, of course, with the occasional creepy-therapist- laughs and smirks.

But Ryuunosuke was not to be forgotten in all this. As the currently most dangerous person in the room conversed with the scared- silly young girl, he was busy turning the tables in his favour now.

Left half gasping for air and half bleeding out from his knife wounds, Ryuunosuke spotted the gun he found lying on the table they had gotten their phones, all forgotten by Shariya now.

"Ooh, now it's getting interesting" commented Mira as she watched the half-dead man reach for his life "saviour". Again the others just rolled their eyes.

This was how he was going to turn the tables.

His bloodied hands reaching for the gun, he steadied himself to shoot it. He knew it wasn't easy to shoot someone, let alone kill him. But he wasn't going to kill him, just do as he did to him.

A taste of his own medicine.

Before he knew it, he was gathering the strength to stand up and had fired multiple shots at Shariya and was filled with pure rage.

He let the thoughts consume his mind.

The demonic thoughts.

The demon within him.

"You...fucker..." Shariya let out his last words before fainting of blood loss.

"..." Kuzu reacted slightly to the sight of the man's last words.

"You're not gonna kill me. Oi! That girl over there! You said the trial needed us to leave someone behind right? Well..."

"Huh?! Uh... I don't know...uh..."

"Well, do you want to be the sacrifice?" Ryuunosuke pointed his gun at the little girl.

"N-n-n-No!! Uh... ok..." The little girl frighteningly dragged the gangster man's body to the plate.

Kyuma watched this all happen, and wondered if there would ever come a day he would have to kill one of his friends himself.

As Shariya's weight pressed against the plate, the door slid open and Ryuunosuke quickly slipped in before Shariya could have time to wake up. The others soon quickly followed.

Again another trial was before them. This time it was simply a closed door with no mechanics to open it. Just as they were pondering how to get the door to open, faint sounds of thumping could be heard coming from the direction of the maze entrance.

Shariya? He escaped? No, it couldn't be.

No, they sounded more like... soldiers marching.

The card soldiers.

The card knights.

The card knights were here.

"The card knights are here," Kuzu quickly shouted to let everyone hear, "everyone run!"

"To where?" He could hear a woman shout. This fucking door won't open!"

Well, Kyuma couldn't exactly disagree with that one.

Mira and Shiirabi both rolled their eyes at that, even they knew nothing on how to get the door open.

Kuzu, as usual, showed no emotion about that on his face.

"Shit! The card knights are here!" Another man screamed as everyone turned their heads to the direction he was pointing in.

From the seemingly locked door came many soldiers whose bodies were just playing cards with hands, legs and armour attached to them.

They had all manner of weapons-knives, guns, lasers, acid, bombs, you name it, they had it.

"Ahhh! Uh... you! I'm gonna hide behind you!" Said the little girl who just instinctively his behind the person closest to her.

As she did that, everyone else just collectively hid behind him as well.

The gang just went with the flow and hid behind the man too.

"What the... you traitors!" Ryuunosuke hissed at the people who were hiding behind him.

Before he had any time to react, though, the card knights pulled out a drone- like device and launched it into the air. It created a barrier around Ryuunosuke and immediately fired the deadly body-cutting lasers- feared by many.

"Aaaaaa! Aaaaaaa! Aaaaaagghhhhhh!" Ryuunosuke's pained shrieks resounded loudly as the lasers carefully, slowly and rather painfully cut through his flesh.

Many people either covered their eyes or closed them. They didn't want to look at the "messy remains" that were left.

The gang was probably the only one brave enough to see everything that was happening to the poor man. After all, they had seen much worse things.

"Aghhhhhhhhh, guuuuuhhhhh" Those were now Ryuunosuke's last words.

Now mechanical sounds could be heard coming from behind the door as Ryuunosuke's blood spoiled all over the floor.

The door was open.

The card knights, seeing this, turned and left.

The interesting thing was, Shiirabi realised that Ryuunosuke's blood revealed words written on the floor.

"Hey guys, come take a look at this,"

"The vampire among you is bloodthirsty, spill the blood of one among you to quench his thirst, and he will let you into his abode.

There you go, Chapter 2 done! Again, any constructive criticism or feedback on how to improve is very much welcome! Also I just realised I'm starting to center the story around the game and not the gang dynamic anymore so I'll try to focus more on the gang the next chapter. Again, thanks for reading until the end! 😀

5 posts!

Yay, 5 posts!

Damn Akinator... didn't have to roast Arisu like that...

Please reblog this so that I can get a bigger sample size, but DO NOT include anything in the tags about the results, as that could influence other responses

hi ilove the citizens fics

if you take requests can you pls do a chishiya x reader fic but like its platonic? like each others family? chishiya is their dad and thats chishiya's kid?

Wait so reader is Chishiya's kid? Ooh sure I see I like where this is goi- AHEM I mean sure yes but as you can see from my above post I'll need some time to fix the posting issue but I would love to write a fic for you! 😇❤

So I think I have a little problem where I can't post sometimes so I might have to take a few days to fix this. If anyone knows how to fix this pls tell me

Enji: finally finishes cleaning up the 19 cells stained with the POOLS of blood, finished dragging all the corpses (and heads) somewhere out of his game venue, and hand-restocked the canteen, all while without having more than hour's worth of sleep because of his game: is finally finished with his work and can sit down to rest and have some tea.

*new players come to play his game*

Enji: ARE YOU SERIOUS WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE

So I had a shower thought about what happens after a face card game if isn't beaten. Like who cleans up the bodies? The citizens? Does Kuzu have to change into overalls and get the bucket and mop after every failed attempt at clearing his game? Does Enji have to drag 19 decapitated bodies away after every failed attempt at clearing his game? At least now I can see why QoS would want her game to continue forever so she doesn't have to clean up the bodies.