~Time Skip~

Its been officially 5 whole months since the program began. Things were pretty much the same everyday. At least once a month, Group A would play games with the Joestars. Every week they'd speak to their caretaker about all of the things they were doing. Kira was currently speaking with Bucciarati in his room in the morning. Kira has become quite comfortable speaking to the black haired male.

"So nothing interesting, huh?" Bucciarati asked.

"Nope... I've already told you, my life is quite boring. I don't like to involve myself in thing I don't need." Kira said.

"Shouldn't you change that fact?" Bucciarati questioned. That statement made Kira go quiet for a minuet.

"I'd rather not..." Kira said.

"That's alright, whatever makes you comfortable." Bucciarati said.

"I'm just... not the best at socializing..." Kira added.

"Well I know you can talk to people, you talk to Diavolo all the time." Bucciarati said.

"Yea but that's because I'm actually comfortable around him." He paused. "T-The others aren't like him." Kira said shyly.

"Hm? Why of course, you two are very unique compared to your group and even the program as a whole." Bucciarati said.

"Group A and B it is now your lunch time, you have 3 hours of break time." The intercom called.

"That's all the time we have, if you wish to speak more later just find me." Bucciarati said.

"Yea, yea I know. Have a good day." Kira said as he got up to leave.

"Bye." Bucciarati waved at Kira as he left. Kira made his way to the cafeteria to get food for lunch. The cafeteria serves a wide variety of food from different countries. Kira only eats whatever he normally had back in Moriho-Cho. He doesn't like trying new foo anyways. Kira quickly grabbed his desired food and left the cafeteria. As he made his way down the hallway, someone called for him.

"Kira! Kira!" A voice called. Kira paused in his steps and looked behind him to see Formaggio, Melone, and Ghiaccio approaching him.

"Hm? What do you want from me?" Kira responded.

"Quick question, DIO is in your class, right?" Formaggio asked.

"Mhm, yea. Why do you ask?"

"Well there's a little rumor floating around that DIO and his 'followers' are going to host a big nighttime party and try to escape this place. Do you know if that's true??" Melone said. Kira was shocked at what he heard. DIO trying to escape? That's bizarre...

"I've never heard of such a thing... I never speak to DIO anyways."

"What a shame... The rumor must be fake." Melone said, sighing lightly.

"OI! WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!? We haven't proved that yet!!" Ghiaccio yelled.

"Man, I just want to party. Who cares about someone escaping." Formaggio said. The three mafia members began walking down the hall, forgetting about their previous conversation. Kira watched as they walked down the hall. Once they disappeared from sight, Kira made his way to the stairwell. He reached the bottom of the staircase and slipped into his and Diavolo's space. He saw Diavolo sitting in his usual spot by the corner.

"You're a bit late." Diavolo spoke.

"Yea, I apologize. I was stopped in the hallway to answer some dumb questions." Kira said.

"What did they ask?"

"Oh just about some bizarre rumor about DIO and his people planning to escape this place."

"I haven't heard of such rumor."

"I haven't either up until now. Apparently DIO is going to host some party and escape during the night with some of his 'followers'."

"That sounds really stupid."

"Yea, I'm just going to drop it for now." Kira sighed and began eating his lunch. Diavolo simply watched him eat as usual. They were in comfortable silence. The two never needed conversation to enjoy each other's company. They didn't need to interact with each other, the silence was enough.

"How long do you believe we'll be here?" Kira asked.

"A year at most, maybe longer. I don't know" Diavolo answered

"Well what do you plan to do when you leave?" Kira asked. Diavolo simply sighed.

"I have no clue... All I've ever done my entire life is run and hide from the world. Doppio did all of the social business but I plan to separate from him. I want him to live on his own. We are no longer stuck together so I'd rather him spend his life away from me." Diavolo spoke

"I think that's a smart choice. It's good that you don't want to be so dependent on him. What are you two anyways? Cousins? Brothers?"

"That's... hard to explain. We were a two alter DID system. Doppio was the host and I was the protector and trauma holder. That Giovanna kid was able to separate the both of us using his requiem stand."

"Wow, that's certainly a story. I'm not well versed in mental disabilities so I won't push you farther on this topic."

"We are written as 'twin brothers' on our profiles now, which is very weird if you ask me. We don't exactly look alike. Plus, our system is very different from most common cases. Well, leaving that topic now. What about you? What do you want to do?"

"I'm going to live quietly, just as I've always wanted."

"That's nice to hear."

"I'm not able to return to Morhio-Cho, so I don't specifically know where I'm going."

"That's alright, I'm not returning to Italy either but I think the Speedwagon Foundation might have us go somewhere."

"Yea, that sounds reasonable." Silence fell apon them for another moment. Once again, it was just comfortable. Kira finished up his food, while Diavolo simply watched him.

"Question for you." Kira then spoke.

"Go ahead." Diavolo answered.

"How much do you eat in a day? I'm starting to get concerned with your eating habits. I almost never see you eat in the day." Kira asked. Diavolo looked down at the floor, refusing eye contact. He remained silent. "Diavolo? Is this not a good topic to bring up?" Kira said, now worried.

"I only eat dinner... and that's it..." Diavolo said slowly.

"Dia, why? Why do you do that to yourself?" Kira said, now very worried.

"I-... I don't know. I don't find it important to eat." Diavolo said.

"It's ok, it's ok. Would you maybe like me to help you with eating properly?" Kira asked softly. "I understand that can be hard for someone like you." Diavolo simply shook his head 'yes'. "Hey, can you look at me please?" Diavolo timidly looked up at Kira. His piercing green eyes met to soft purple eyes, reassuring that he'll be ok. Kira steadily grabbed Diavolo's hand. "I'm not mad at you, ok? I only have good intentions."

"O-ok..."

"Group A and C your lunch time is over. Please return to your rooms." The intercom cut in.