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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Persona_5
  Relationship:
      Niijima_Makoto/Sakamoto_Ryuji
  Character:
      Sakamoto_Ryuji, Niijima_Makoto
  Additional Tags:
      joyriding, Punch_Shadows, for_the_lolz, Mementos_(Persona_5), Minor
      Spoilers, Slap_Slap_Kiss, Casual_Sex, Awkward_First_Times, Love_Hotels,
      Somehow_this_leads_to_a_Relationship..., MC!Shipper
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-10-21 Updated: 2018-02-17 Chapters: 12/? Words: 32432
****** Joyriding ******
by Ikasury
Summary
     Joyriding: n: the action or practice of driving fast and dangerously
     in a stolen car for enjoyment.
      
     It started off with them running from the cops...
     Makoto and Ryuji develop a Confidant link by meeting up at Mementos
     at night to punch shadows... well she'd ride her persona-bike and
     he'd ride behind her with his bat... hitting shadows... and somehow
     this turned into a casual sex type thing...
Notes
     i just wanna say i love this ship TO DEATH!! and since playing the
     game, and playing as MC!Shipper, i took every opportunity possible to
     put these two together when i could... so of course when i beat the
     game i was hoping for some more stuff... wasn't much, but i was glad
     to see some, so i started writing this, which i called 'Joyriding'
     (my name for the ship) for two reasons:
     1. Makoto riding her motorcycle with Ryuji sitting behind her hitting
     shadows with his bat counts
     2. it means casual sex (least where i grew up :P)
     and i could definitely see the two getting together, just not in the
     'conventional' way, so my poor attempts at it~
     have fun kids!
***** Rank 1 *****
6/30 - Confidant Rank 1
“That swine and his gilded palace built upon gluttonous desires! Wicked swine
preying upon the weak willed teens at our school!! That damn swine!! Picking on
people that have nothing!! That-that-!!”
“-Swine…”
Makoto’s mini tirade stopped dead in its tracks as she lost her train of
thought and a voice she’d honestly forgotten was there piped in what she was
thinking. Then by the flat tone she quickly realized he was mocking her. Red
eyes turned and glared at the boy.
“Eh-he…” the blonde punk put his hands up defensively, really unused to that
intense look on the class president. Seriously, any time they’d met prior to
the whole bank thing she’d been… well, cold was one way of putting it, but then
her glares were minor and just something to laugh at. After seeing her pull out
her persona in unbridled fury and mow down a group of ogres they were having
problems with like it was nothing WHILE riding a motorcycle like something out
of one of those futuristic messed up American action flicks… well, those red
eyed glares of hers held a whole new meaning.
Trying to laugh it off did not seem to be helping him.
A quick cough from the punk, “L-like I mean… you’ve been over using the word
‘swine’, ‘kay I get the creep is a pig, ‘eff him right?” he waved his hands,
closing his eyes as that made it slightly easier to deal with those fiery red
eyes pointed his way, “what I mean is, like, I know I’m not good with writing
or nothing, but it just sounds weird saying it like that…” when the apocalypse
didn’t happen Ryuji braved opening his eyes.
Makoto wasn’t even looking at him anymore, instead standing demurely like she
normally did, quiet, calm, rational, hand holding her chin with her head
slightly turned down and eyes looking at nothing. Clearly thinking over what
he’d literally pulled out of his ass. “I suppose you’re right. It wouldn’t do
for the illustrious Phantom Thieves to sound like a teenaged girl on a rant.”
“Not that I don’t mind or anything!” the words and accompanying stupid grin
were out before Ryuji’s brain could kick itself in the nuts and reign them in.
Seriously, it was HILARIOUS watching the prim and proper Class President just
go OFF on something. He felt bad for any guy that was on the wrong end of her
ire, that’s for sure.
Now the surprised, if confused, look she gave him after said he should have
probably kept that to himself.
“Er… I mean…” okay, words were definitely not his friend right now, “Damnit!!”
stomping his foot and scratching the back of his head he grumbled to himself.
–Stupid, stupid, stupid!!- he was almost expecting to see Queen, standing there
in her badass spikey leather outfit, fist raised with her brass knuckles and
that deadly gleam in her eye like she was about to pulverize him.
What he got was a wicked side glance from the Class Prez and a rising smirk.
Crap, he was dead for sure.
------
“THIS. IS NOT! FAIR!!!” Ryuji whined as he wheezed, running around all of
Shibuya tacking up flyers of their calling card, booking it the second he so
much as heard someone all the while Makoto was simply being the look out.
–Bitch isn’t even helping!!- really, she was less look out and more just
enjoying watching him suffer trying to jump up scaffolds and buildings and
stuff trying to get as many of these damn flyers up.
“Well, I did use my Student Council privileges to print out all those flyers,
the least you could do was post them.”
-MANIPULATIVE BITCH!!- Really, she just was not worth it!! All this bullshit!
He hoped as soon as they were done with that fat piggy bank bastard she left
them alone. THIS WAS ALL HER FAULT TO BEGIN WITH!!
Hell, it wasn’t like he gave a rat’s ass about his rep getting ruined or
anything…
“Who’s down there?!”
“Shit.” Wait, was that the class Prez cussing?
Suddenly Ryuji found himself being pushed off the dumpster lid he was on and
dragged down the alley, “Dude, the ‘Eff?!”
“Move!” Makoto quietly growled at him, dragging him away from the airsoft shop
and down towards the train station. She’d seen a few cops around and hoped they
could evade them and get this done with, but of course the second they started
posting Phantom Thief flyers everywhere and Shibuya was suddenly Red they were
bound to garner some attention. The flashlight and authoritative shout was all
she needed to know that was a beat cop on their trail.
–This was a stupid idea!!- Why did she have to be so vengeful and dramatic!! It
paid to have the Phantom Thieves seen as amorphously big and threatening, so
the flair was key, but of course she didn’t account for how dangerous actual
vandalism could be. It was a major underestimation on her part, of course she
knew the cops would be out looking for ANYTHING dealing with the Phantom
Thieves! Her sis was on the case! That was serious!
They needed a way out and fast!
“Hey, this way!” suddenly it was Ryuji’s turn to grab her arm and drag her
towards Shibuya station.
“What in the-?!” okay, taking the train was… a decent idea, she supposed, but
wouldn’t that be the first place the cops would look for vandals to run?
“Hehe,” the blonde runner glanced back a moment, giving a devil may care smile
before holding up his phone and hitting a rather familiar eye-looking app.
Makoto had all of a moment for her eyes to widen and realize he was sending
them into the Metaverse.
Suddenly the dark sky was a hazy purple-red, everything was silent but a low
hum and were the lights green?
Skull finally stopped running, dropping her hand and smirking like a maniac,
“Check it, best escape ever?!” he made a pose, hunched, knees bent, and hands
out with thumbs up and sticking his tongue out, “Oh yea, baby!”
Makoto couldn’t help but raise a brow, then felt somewhat silly as she could
feel the metal mask of Queen on her face. Of course he couldn’t see it! With a
sigh she crossed her arms, “I have to admit, jumping into the Metaverse never
crossed my mind as a simple escape from the cops…”
“Am I good or what?” that self-satisfied smirk under his black skull mask.
Queen couldn’t help but roll her eyes, even if he couldn’t really tell thanks
to the heft and depth of her own mask, “Yes, I suppose,” she threw out
halfheartedly, ignoring him as she glanced past the black leather clad boy,
“What’s that down there?”
Behind him was what she knew from the real world to be the entrance to Shibuya
station. In the Metaverse it looked almost pitch black and gave a very ominous
and unsettling vibe. Also there was moaning? It sounded like a ton of voices
put on low were emanating from the place.
“Hm?” Skull finally turned around, taking up his normal pose of slouching with
his hands in his pockets, “Oh, that? That’s Mementos.”
There was a well-deserved glare from her as he said that like it was the most
normal thing in the world, “And what is Mementos?”
Well that tone of voice definitely sent a chill down the blonde boy’s spine,
the accompanying flat stare and mask of Queen did not help him! Damn she was
scary looking like that, made him just want to drop to the floor and beg for
forgiveness, “Er, ri-right, you ain’t been here yet,” he tugged on his collar
trying to avoid her eyes, “But, uh… yeah… uh…” scratching his head, how the
heck did his bro and that damn cat explain this place again? “Eh, screw it,” he
waved his hand over his shoulder while walking down the bleak stairs, “Easier
to just see the place…”
Makoto raised a brow; that was an oddly succinct response. –But this is Ryuji…-
she reminded herself, already tonight he’d proven he wasn’t that great at
explaining things. Writing them down? Sure, he was fine, able to mesh her
little tirade into something eloquent for the Phantom Thieves, but verbally?
Not so much. She put a finger to her forehead, feeling the metal of her mask,
and sighed, “Right, what was I thinking?” then simply crossed her arms and
followed him down.
Now, what she was used to was a ticket gate, station workers and commuters
flowing normally in the soft subway light to the platforms awaiting their next
destination.
What she saw in this ‘Mementos’ was sort of like that, only red, lots of red,
and creepy. The whole place gave her chills that despite the fact she was in a
full-body leather suit left her feeling very cold. The voices, that creepy hum,
was also louder down here…
“So, uh, yea,” Ryuji waved his hand out at the station entrance of Mementos,
“This is Mementos, it’s like… I dunno, Mona said it was like everyone’s palace
or something, so it’s pretty big and full of all kinds of shadows.”
“Everyone’s palace?” That piqued Makoto’s interest, though she knew it’d be
little use asking Ryuji, he was having a hard enough time just introducing the
place to her and they were standing in it. “Hmm, interesting,” She supposed the
concept made sense, in a weird Jungian psychology kind of way. –I should
probably look more into this later…- More studying, later, it appeared, “So…
you guys fight shadows in here?”
“Huh, yea?” Skull scratched the back of his head, “That damn cat’s all up on
this place for some reason, always wanting us to check it out, but like see it
closes up on us at points and it wasn’t till we beat the shit outta Kamoshida,
then Madarame, that we could go further… but, uhhh… I wouldn’t recommend it,
the further down the shadows get harder… so…” the blonde stumbled a bit, not
sure there was really much else HE could say about the place. The only thing he
really paid attention to was that they could fight shadows in here cause well,
it was pretty fun!
Makoto walked further down, into the entrance proper and on the platform. There
were rails down below but it didn’t look like there were any trains running on
it. If anything it looked disheveled and unused, with strange red vines growing
on it, “Are those tire tracks?”
“Hmm?” Skull came up behind her, holding a bat on his shoulder, “Yep, get this,
Mona can turn into a bus! So we like pile in him when we’re here, otherwise
this place would take like WAAAAAY too long to explore!”
Red eyes blinked at the boy; she recalled the cat, Morgana or Mona, turning
into a bus the others road when they were escaping that damn bank the first
time she was there. But that wasn’t what she why she was blinking, “Ryu-Skull,
where did you get that bat?”
“Hm? This?” he rolled his shoulder, indicating the bat, “Oh, yea, well I can’t
always be walking around with one on our way here, cops always giving me this
look, so I usually just stash one while we’re here and welp, seems like nothing
comes up this far to mess with it, so hey, I got it just in case ya know?” he
ended again with that wide carefree grin of his.
“Suppose you have a point,” So far she had used knuckles to help out in their
fights, but really she was just as deadly empty handed. Red eyes glanced from
Ryuji, dressed as Skull, with his bat on his shoulder and looking like the text
book definition of a punk, down to the tire tracks on the dirt by the subway
tracks…
It gave her an idea.
“You wanna go hunt some shadows?”
“Whaaaaat?!” Skull was staring at Queen with wide eyes and an unbelieving look
on his face. Was she serious?! Sure, he kept a bat here just in case, but there
was no way just the two of them… well, Queen was kind of a badass… he shook his
head, “Are you outta your damn mind?! We usually only head in here when we got
a request or something going on, and it’s not like we can get very far…” not
that he knew or anything cause it wasn’t like he’d come her by himself a few
times and tried chasing down the big shadows or anything. –cough-
Suddenly that familiar blue light of summoning a persona appeared around Queen
as she grabbed her mask. Before Skull could say a word there was that tinkling
of bells and the 3rd year girl yanked that thing off, her motorcycle persona
appearing behind her as she quickly jumped on.
The look she gave him made him weak in the knees and he was not ashamed to
admit it.
“So,” she revved her persona’s engine, deadly fiery eyes, defiant smirk, and
all the presence of a post-apocalyptic road warrior about to head out and take
down some civilization, “You want to go for a ride?”
Ryuji had to swallow a lot of spit. That was a deadly look, a damn fine deadly
ass look that was going to get him killed. He knew it was late, knew they were
only here cause they were ditching the police while throwing up those calling
cards, and really they still had a bunch to put up that he stashed where he
normally hid his spare bat…
But damn, that rebel look and the thought of hitting shadows on the back of a
bike? Ugh, that was like some fantasy of his he never knew existed!
“I’m in!” he jumped on the back, confidence shining through for once, holding
his bat in one hand and the bike with his other.
“You might want to hold on tighter,” Queen smirked, gunning it before Skull
could so much as move, and didn’t even notice has he grabbed her round the
waist and squeezed tight as she jumped Johanna off the platform and down into
the tunnels of Mementos.
There was the rev of an unknown bike engine and the hoots of a rowdy pirate as
the two brained a few unsuspecting shadows. What better way for a pair of
rebels to enjoy a successful escape, after all?
***** Rank 2 *****
7/8 – Confidant Rank 2
M: Heading to Mementos.
The second Ryuji got that message he bolted up right and made sure he had some
proper pants on before running out the door. He had planned to spend the night
stress gaming, after all unless things went well for them like before they were
going to get ‘exposed’ by those fake photos that fat piggy bastard had of them
with drugs and booze.
Sure, things looked bad, but they beat the guy, right? Hell at the team
meetings lil’ Miss Class Prez seemed like she wasn’t affected. Hell she didn’t
say much at all, just a curt nod, a turn of the heel and she was back to being
her ‘normal’ school self. Law-abiding and sucking up to teachers probably.
Hell, what was she doing sending him a message about Mementos? They’d gone
there the other day with the team for some Phansite stuff. Everything had been
normal, hell she’d apparently looked stuff about the place cause what she was
saying to their Leader and that damn cat was nothing like the curt glance he’d
gotten when they first went in. Hell, if she didn’t want to mention she’d been
before, sure, whatever, wasn’t like he was gonna snitch on her prim and proper
ass.
If anything he wanted to forget that night. Sure, hitting Shadows with his bat
on the back of her Persona-Bike was fun, but her running him around to finish
throwing up more flyers afterwards had been a serious buzzkill. Woman effin’
confused the hell out of him.
“Ugh, what the eff’ am I doin’ then?!” he growled at himself as he hopped up
the stairs to Shibuya station. He stopped by a drink machine, grabbing a few
figuring if anything else the caffeine would keep him awake long enough to get
back home. His mom was asleep, she’d freak if he wasn’t back soon.
He honestly hoped she wouldn’t be there. That his phone just sent him some
long-lost message… or a mistake or whatever. That happened right?
Of course as soon as he was topside he notice her leaning against the wall to
the stairs down into the station.
With a heavy sigh the blonde rebel made his way over, nudging her shoulder with
a drink, “It’s just my luck you were serious, huh?”
Makoto jumped at the nudge, and breathed a sigh of relief at the accompanying
voice. Red eyes blinked at the drink offered, noticing it was a soda and that
was about all she could make out in the low light, “Ah, t-thanks,” she held it
instead of opening it, looking at the boy, “Also, why wouldn’t I be serious?”
Ryuji made a pout, sticking out his bottom lip and slouching more, “I dunno,
cause it’s like midnight, and tomorrow we could get expelled?” he took a sip
from his drink, “Seems like a dumb night to be doing something stupid…”
A smirk found its way on Makoto’s face, “I don’t know,” she pulled out her
phone, starting up the MetaNav, both of them not even batting an eye as their
attire and the world around them changed, “Seems like the perfect time to do
something stupid.”
Queen looked over at Skull with a light daring smirk to his punkish pout.
“After all, it might be our last chance.”
And with that the leather clad road warrior descended into the depths of
Mementos.
Skull just gave a long hard groan, “Effin’ twist my arm…” he threw his now
empty can, feeling a bit more invigorated thanks to it, and the nice view as
Queen walked away, not that he was going to mention that to her.
Already he could hear the rev of her Persona’s engine. Impatient it seemed.
“Heh,” Skull went to grab his spare bat, lazily marching onto the platform
where Queen already sat atop Johanna, “I’d almost say you’re eager?”
“Maybe a little bit,” she twisted the handle on her Persona-bike, revving its
mysterious engine, “Are you coming or not?”
The pirate themed boy just had to bite his lip. That phrase, those burning
eyes… man she was gonna be the death of him.
He gave a rebel’s grin, jumping on the back of her bike and making a point to
grab around her waist tight. Last time he nearly fell off more than once, woman
was a crazy driver! “Yea, let’s go, wanna get this done with before my mom
wakes up, kay?”
Makoto had to swallow hard at the tight grip, reminding herself it was just
because they were riding a motorcycle and really that was the best place he
could grab. Nothing else. “Right,” with a firm nod she moved Johanna off the
landing, “I’ll have you home before your mom even notices,” she glanced back
enough to give him a wink, smirking as she messed with him and not even sure he
could see it thanks to her mask.
Skull nearly fell off, reflexively saving himself as she took a turn down
another tunnel. With a look like that? Hell yea she was trying to kill him!!
“Tch!!” Skull quickly rectified this slip by smashing his bat into the face of
their first Shadow of the evening, “Just watch where you’re going, crazy
driver!”
Queen just smirked more, brake-sliding into another Shadow and quick turning
into another tunnel, only barely making sure her passenger was still onboard,
“Whatever… Momma’s boy.”
Ryuji gripped her waist tighter, since he couldn’t make a fist! And hit another
Shadow.
-----
They’d made it to the first rest area.  Ryuji couldn’t remember what it was
called, all the names Morgana spouted off about this place were weird. It was
further then they’d gone before, just the two of them, so that was something.
Queen was slumped back on the chair across from him. She looked a little worn
out, having her Persona summoned for so long must’a been tiring her out.
“Hey,” He waved his hand, “You alright?”
Queen opened her eyes at the voice, “Yea, I’m fine.” She pulled out the drink
Ryuji had given her earlier, it helped a little bit.
Ryuji just chuckled, shaking his head, “Stuff’s good for a bit, but not much,”
he patted the bench next to him, “Guess this is as far as we go tonight.”
“Hm,” vaguely red stared at the ceiling of the Metaverse subway rest area. “How
far down does Mementos go?” When they’d come with the team a few days ago
they’d gone further down and fought harder Shadows without barely any effort.
She felt extremely annoyed at being worn out by minor Shadows with just her and
Ryuji.
“Dunno,” the blonde pirate across form her shrugged, “Though, chances are, if
all goes well tomorrow and we don’t get plastered all over the internet, we’ll
be able to go further down… well, with the team.”
“Hm,” Queen gave a dismissive sound, drinking more of the soda.
“So, hey,” Ryuji waved at the rebel rider, “Why’d you really want to come down
here tonight?” he may have been a bit thick, but he could tell by the way she
was riding tonight and purposely chasing down baby shadows their Class Prez was
looking to do some damage. Question was what was eating her to get that pissed
off?
“Your mom, she’s waiting for you when you get home, right?” Makoto was leaning
against the glass of the subway rest stop, not even looking at the boy across
form her and obviously ignoring his question.
She was lucky he only pushed up his lip and gave her thuggish scowl, “Sure,
ignore me,” Ryuji huffed back, slumping further on the subway chairs, watching
the Shadow train go by with his arms out stretched, “Yea, my mom’s still at
home, hopefully sleeping cuz’ she’ll have my ass if she wakes up and I’m still
out…” really he was worried about her. Sure, she’d be pissed he was out without
telling her, but wasn’t like much was gonna happen. He was more worried about
leaving her alone, stuff could happen.
There was a halfhearted laugh from Queen, “Lucky,” a barely hinted smirk tried
to make its way on her face, but it took too much effort to try that hard.
-That’s a weird thing to say…- brown eyes dropped on the girl, still staring at
the ceiling and not him, “Hey, ain’t your sister back home?”
Her shoulders moved, not enough to really be called a shrug, “Working… not that
it matters…” Queen just stared at the ceiling, not really seeing anything.
Skull just frowned. That was kind of messed up, wasn’t she all up about her big
sister? Trying to stop all this bullshit with Kaneshiro cause it’d get back to
her big sister and ruin her reputation? “We’re gonna be fine you know,” he
waited for her to look at him, took a while since she seemed to be in a daze
but the moment those red eyes looked at his, he told her as straight as he
could, “We stole that bastard’s heart, he’ll turn himself in, drop all this
shit, and everything will be fine, you’ll see!”
Makoto just stared at him, for a moment she seemed relieved before her eyes
clouded again and she just looked away, “Yeah, you’re right…” patting her hands
on her knees she stood up, putting her hand on her hip and looking down at
Ryuji, “Come on,” a small smirk passed her lips, “About time I got this Momma’s
boy home.”
“Tch,” Skull clicked his tongue, standing up and thuggishly pouting in her
face, “You wish!”
Red eyes rolled as Queen shook her head, pulling off her mask to summon her
Persona, “That’s not a very good come back.”
“Eff it!” Skull smacked his shoulder, winding up his arm holding his bat, “One
last run and we’re done tonight!!”
Queen raised a brow, giving the boy an incredulous look.
Skull just responded with his thuggish pout, taking his seat behind her.
“Momma’s boy.”
“Shut it!”
And the two were back down the tunnels of Mementos, clearing lesser shadows as
they ascended back to the station entrance.
***** Rank 3 *****
7/19 – Confidant Rank 3
R: So hey…
R: need a ride in Mementos?
R: wanna help?
R: feeling kinda antsy…
…
R: Help a fellow PT out?
…
R: C’mon!
R: I came when you asked!
…
R: Please?
…
R: I’ll be there
R: you better show Class Prez!
Makoto rolled her eyes at the latest message.
“Is something the matter?”
Red eyes shot up from her phone to meet equally red ones. Sae Niijima, her
older sister was giving that scrutinizing look she probably used to interrogate
criminals.
Part of Makoto’s mind sighed. –Not far off Sis- both on the criminal part and
something being wrong, “Just a friend… she wants me to come over to help her
study.”
A trim grey brow rose on the Elder Niijima’s face, “This late?”
An empathetic look passed Makoto’s face, easily finding an excuse, “She works
immediately after school, her shift just ended,” quickly, and hopefully not
suspicious, she grabbed her dinner plate and moved to place it in the sink. She
needed to play cool here, her sister was sort of the Phantom Thieves’ biggest
enemy, best not to trigger anything.
Sae sat back in her chair, eyes firmly on her laptop and only peripherally
aware of her sister’s movements, “Still, it’s late…”
“I’ll be careful,” Makoto hoped she gave a charming smile, adding more fuel to
the fire of her completely legitimate reason for skipping out so late, “We just
got our exam results, she didn’t do so well, so wants to get a quick start on
the next one…” now for the killer blow! “And I said I’d help out, can’t turn
down offered help.”
That sharp red eyed look was terrifying to say the least as Sae glanced at her
sister, hand on her chin as clearly this ‘matter’ garnered enough of the elder
Niijima’s attention, “It would look bad to go back on your word,” it seemed she
was placated enough, looking back at her laptop, “Don’t stay out too late, it’s
dangerous.”
Once in her room Makoto gave a relieved sigh. That was harder than she thought
but worth it, if she ever needed to slip out for more Phantom Thief business
she needed to start getting used to lying to her sister. –Not that it makes me
feel any better…- shaking the depressing thought out of her head she moved to
gather what was necessary, both to look like she was going to ‘study’ with
someone and for fighting shadows. It felt like a good night to ride anyway.
As she made it back to the living room her sister and her laptop had
disappeared.
Makoto’s shoulders slumped as she sighed, “Of course.”
Her sister wasn’t going to be around when she got back.
-----
Ryuji had been waiting what felt like a long time, probably an hour, couldn’t
be much less. Still, it felt terribly long and for a moment he thought Makoto
stood him up.
So he was happily surprised to see her jog up to him in the low light, a
backpack on, and looking his way.
With a grin the blonde punk pulled out his phone and hit the funky eye shaped
nav, the world fuzzing and changing to a more red tone, as both Skull and Queen
finally met up.
Queen slowed her trot to a halt, looking around before at him in a way he
figured meant she was raising her brow and questioning his methods.
Skull just shrugged, “What?” he gave that cheeky pirates grin, “I was a little
impatient, been waiting awhile after all!”
Those spiked shoulders on the road warrior slumped as she glanced away, “Sorry,
stopped by to get some supplies,” she jostled her bag, both surprised and in
her case, relieved, the thing hadn’t disappeared when their outfits changed.
Both could hear the clink of metal as cans shifted around, “I got those drinks
Morgana mentioned that help keep your spirit up, so I should be able to drive
around longer.”
The blonde pirate just nodded, looking from the bag to his confidant’s face.
She looked a bit paler than normal and he felt he couldn’t attribute that to
her running his way, “Hey, you okay?”
“I’m fine,” was her succinct response, already walking towards the entrance of
Mementos and walking down the steps, “Come on, you seemed pretty eager we get
started down here, I want to try getting to a lower level…”
“Heh, yea,” Skull kicked at a rock, following her down, continuing without
prompting, “Sorry, just… got my exam results,” he ran a stressed hand through
his hair, “I knew I wasn’t gonna do good, I never do, but damn this sucks,”
quickly he grabbed his bat and heard more than saw her summon her bike, “I just
wanna… hit something, ya know?” he weighed the bat in his hand, raising and
dropping it in his hand a few times.
“I know exactly how you feel,” Queen said flatly, revving her persona’s
mysterious engine, “Come, let’s get to work on these shadows…”
Skull looked at her for a second. He knew something was wrong, she always
seemed to get more antsy when it was just the two of them. –something’s messing
with her- he knew it was obvious but he couldn’t figure it out, and while he’d
be honest with her if she asked, like he was tonight, he still felt weird
asking her what was wrong. –she always deflects… but I think I know what it
is…- He remembered her comment from the last time they’d gone joyriding. She
was envious of his mom being there when he got back… meaning she didn’t have
anyone waiting for her.
It was kinda sad.
Ryuji climbed on the back of Johanna and grabbed around Makoto’s waist. He held
on a bit tighter than normal, wanting to, he wasn’t sure, give her a hug? Show
that someone cared she came out when he asked? He didn’t know, he just wanted
her to feel a bit better.
Hitting shadows seemed to make them both feel a bit better, and if nothing else
Makoto slept easier being worn out from combat. Too tired to really care that
her sister didn’t come back that night like she’d thought.
***** Rank 4 *****
Chapter Notes
     Figured i'd at least post up to where this earns it E-rating
     initially~ ;P
8/20 – Confidant Rank 4
M: Mementos.
Makoto closed her phone heading to the train station.
Thirteen days ago they’d taken Futaba’s heart and for thirteen days the girl
had been asleep.
Tomorrow it was make or break for the Phantom Thieves as Medjed didn’t show any
sign of stopping their planned attack. Already there had been various crises
happening to the country’s economics and people had no idea if it was Medjed or
just bad luck. The longer nothing happened or was stated by the Phantom Thieves
the more tension grew and it was at the point everything felt like it was going
to explode.
They were screwed! They were going to get revealed! People were already turning
on them! They were going to go to prison, her sister would never speak to her
again, and they’d get expelled at the least…
Things were just getting too hectic and crazy.
It was surreal.
Makoto needed to just… stop, or she was going to explode. She needed to get
this tension out, needed to hit something, do something and she had no idea
what it was. This was a legitimate first for her.
Her whole freak out over Kaneshiro, resulting from A LOT happening to her in a
twenty-four hour period, almost seemed like chump change compared to what was
happening now. That resulted in her charging in ahead unprepared, getting
effectively kidnapped and blackmailed only to basically rage her way to getting
a persona and joining a group of basically criminals.
“Oh dear, what am I going to do now?” she sighed out to herself as she waited
at their spot outside the mouth of Mementos. She was tense, antsy, fidgeting,
all manner of nervous as she was trying to not bite her nails or punch a wall.
She just needed to get this energy out, somehow.
Punching shadows just sounded like a good idea.
It wouldn’t help, but it would probably make her feel good.
And if that failed to calm her nerves… she had honestly no idea what she was
going to do.
-----
The air was heavy.
Ryuji didn’t know what it was but everything felt heavy.
Maybe it was the Medjed thing, they’d be screwed if that little NEET didn’t do
her thing despite what they did for her. Maybe it was everyone in the world,
from his house to the station, panicking and talking about the end of the
world.
Maybe it was the heavy revving of Johanna’s engine, terrifying smaller shadows
as they drove to the lower levels.
Maybe it was how tense Makoto felt, as he held her from behind.
She’d rev Johanna, spin the bike in a maneuver he couldn’t wrap his head
around, and the murky, colorless, heavy swamplike feel of Queen’s Nuke element
attacks would wrap around him as she destroyed another group of shadows.
He wasn’t even hitting them anymore, just trying to hold on and figure out what
was wrong with Queen.
He knew she was aggressive, when Makoto and Queen got pissed it was hell for
anyone, or thing, in their way. Queen would demolish and destroy, but Makoto…
He didn’t know. Not really.
The class President he knew for a year and a half seemed to have warped in his
head. Here a few months ago she was just this annoying, mousy girl that haunted
the halls of the third floor around the student council room. Quiet, demure,
all that polite girly shit he’d never attribute to Ann.
Hell even with the Phantom Thieves some of that remained. Quiet, demure, but
assertive, confident, assured of whatever plan she put forth.
But here?
Who was she here?
It was Queen, sure, but this was like… like the Makoto they saw at Kaneshiro’s
place for the first time.
This wild, raging, untamable force of nature.
Her Nuke element certainly seemed to fit. It just wiped everything out, not as
much as his buddy’s weirdass Almighty attacks but it was sure as shit stronger
than the lightning he could dish out with Seiten Tensei.
She was strong, she could heal him up when he threw out a powered up punch once
too much… she watched out for him when it was just them out here.
But what the hell could he do for her?
Right now all he could do was hold on tight, trying not to fall off as she
bulldozed her way through the floors. Mowing down lesser shadows, nuking
others, and chugging back enough energy drinks he was sure she’d get kidney
problems later in life.
“Hey, Queen!” he tried shouting, seeing if he could get through to her between
the noise of her persona-bike and Nuclear blasts going off. “OI! MAKOTO!!”
The bike came to a screeching halt. Its driver glancing back with a narrow red
eyed glance, “What.”
Ryuji just sighed, taking a moment to catch his breath, “Just wondering, man,
what’s up?”
“Nothing,” that metal mask turned forward as she revved her bike.
“Bullshit,” Skull reached over her, grabbing her hand on the bike grip, “You’re
driving around like a madwoman, nuking the shit outta everything around us, and
you wanna tell me there ain’t nothin’ wrong?!”
A part of Makoto’s mind was conscious of the fact that in order to reach the
handle and stop her hand, Ryuji’s body was fully pressed against her back. The
leather of her outfit did very little to hide the intimate details of his own.
Despite this, whatever blush had developed on her face was quickly overridden
by that becoming feeling of pure unaltered rage she felt at the inadequacies of
their situation. “Let go.”
“No.” the skull masked boy raised his chin, looking down on the girl with
obvious challenge, “You’re acting more reckless than normal, and eff’ if I’m
gonna be draggin’ you’re ass outta’ here knocked out…”
“Then get off,” that red eyed glare was back, brilliantly seen despite their
masks and close proximity, “I’ll take care of myself and pick you up later… if
I feel like it.”
That last part had Skull snarling, “Like hell!” his hand moved from hers on the
bike’s handle to her collar, pulling her closer and turning her so they were
eye-to-eye, “We’re going back now! I’m not letting you get yourself effin’
killed!!”
A dark shade came over Queen’s mask, her hand gripping at her side, “I’m only
going to say this once again: Let. Go.”
Whatever civility was there Ryuji ignored. He’d drag her out of here kicking
and screaming if he had to. Wasn’t what he wanted, but her getting hurt by
shadows here alone was worse, “No.”
The blow came quicker and stronger then he thought. Right in the chest, right
below his own hand gripping her collar. One powerful slam to the chest and he
was tumbling off the persona-bike.
But he was a scrapper, had been since middle school. It was a shock, it fucking
hurt! But it wasn’t enough for him to let her go, not yet.
So when Ryuji fell off Johanna, Makoto went with him. Without the physical
connection the persona-bike quickly disappeared and the two fell on the ground
in a scuffle.
It wasn’t even a fight. One second Makoto was on top, punching Ryuji in the
chest or arm as he blocked his face, the next he rolled them over and he’d slam
her on the ground with his grip, arm raised to punch her back only to get
blocked and rolled over again.
The one time he got a good hit to her face he sucked his teeth, cutting his
hand on her mask as she kneed him in the side, flipping them again.
By the time she finally got his hand off her collar she was worn out and missed
his face as he bear hugged her around the chest, forcing her to the ground.
Back and forth the two scrapped on the ground. It wasn’t even proper to call it
grappling as despite one of them being properly trained in Akido, there was no
real sense to this. They were just hitting for the sake of hitting.
When the adrenaline started to ware off, Makoto was on top, breathing hard and
had no more weight to her punches. Hitting the ground around his face, missing
as he flinched and just about collapsed. Ryuji, at this point, was too tired
from struggling and trying to reign her in to know what was really going on or
bother trying to flip them to gain the upper hand.
Makoto collapsed on top of Ryuji as he just laid there exhausted.
Both were breathing hard, lost in the sound.
For a moment that’s all that there was, two warm and rough bodies breathing to
stay alive.
Ryuji stared at the creepy ceiling of Mementos, not sure what to do. Not even
able to think of anything.
Then Makoto managed to push herself up and stared at him. Those red eyes
surrounded by steel stared at dark brown wrapped in a metal skull.
Their breathing synced for a moment and either she collapsed or he squeezed her
closer, but their lips met and took both a second to even register they were
kissing.
For a moment it was kind, then desperate as their lips pressed harder, their
eyes closed and both tried everything in their power to gain the upper hand.
Yellow gloves moved along road leather, while bare hands clutched at blonde
hair and their bodies pressed closer and closer, desperate for more contact.
Queen brought her knees up, resting the crux of her legs firmly over his waist
as one of those daring gloves moved up the side of her corset, tugging at the
bindings and trying to find a way to undo them.
Skull bit at her lip as she tried to move away, groaning as her position had
her press down on his suddenly very tight leather pants. The action enough to
stun him and lose the liplocked battle, throwing his head back into her strong
hand.
There was a smirk on the road warrior’s face as she watched him beneath her;
breathing hard, tense, hands grasping at her desperately…
That’s when she realized what they were doing.
When she froze, Skull noticed, realizing her hips weren’t moving on their own
anymore and her hand had let go of his hair. Dreamy eyes opened behind that
Skull mask and he saw her red ones behind steel just staring at him.
And for a long time that’s all they did. Frozen with his hand on her leather
clad ass, the other on her breast as one of hers was in his hair and the other
on his chest, as all they did was stare at one another.
He blinked.
She stared.
“It really sucks I can’t figure out how to take this hotass suit off you…” it
was the first words that came to mind.
He could see a blush rising below her mask and the grip on his hair tightened.
That was a good sign, right?
“I…” he was mesmerized by Queen’s chest moving up and down, his hand
miraculously still on her right breast, “I feel the same…”
Dark Brown eyes widened as he processed what she just said.
His stunned form lasted long enough for Queen to move her hand from his head to
the bandanna around his neck and tug him up with no resistance, “This needs to
go,” was her whispered command to the stunned boy.
Now it was Ryuji’s turn to swallow hard and blush. “Y-yes ma’am.”
They spent the next five minutes trying to figure out how to take off their
Phantom Thief outfits to no success.
“Fuckin’ damnit!” Ryuji growled, “The fuckin’ one time a girl is into me I
can’t,” tug, “Get.” Pull, “These!” yank, “DAMN CLOTHES OFF!!”
He collapsed on the ground, giving up. Clearly he was not meant to get laid
today.
Makoto was similarly annoyed, if the look on her face meant anything, “I
suppose we’ll have to leave the Metaverse to continue…”
Ryuji immediately perked up, staring at the girl with wide eyes.
When Makoto stood up and noticed his look she gave him a questioning brow, not
that he could see but all the same, “What?”
The blonde’s mouth was suddenly very dry as his jaw was hanging open, staring
at her, “You… y-you wanna… continue?”
At this point she had pulled off her mask, resummoning Johanna, and gave him
another now visibly raised brow, “You don’t?”
“I-uh…” the boy blinked, “Yes.”
“Then get on,” Queen commanded from her bike, a slight smirk forming, “I happen
to know a street with a couple love hotels…”
“I…” Ryuji stumbled for his words, and footing, as he stared at Queen again. 
He took a moment to look at her face to face, just looking for a second to make
sure this was really her, “That’s so hot.”
It was really hot, she blushed, but that smirk didn’t leave as she raised a
hand and patted his face before kissing him, heating him up all over again,
“Now be a good boy and get on…”
He did not have to be told twice. Instantly Ryuji was on that bike and pressing
his considerably hard body against hers, whispering in her ear, “Yes, my
Queen.”
Neither mentioned how quickly Makoto made it through the floors of mementos on
their way out.
-----
They were lucky both were wearing plain clothes and it was fairly late. Makoto
stared at the neon sign for one of the love hotels in the red light district.
“So… uh…” Ryuji fidgeted next to her, “How-uh… how do you know about this
place?”
Makoto adjusted her purse, gripping the strap and steeling her nerve. She’d
decided this in Mementos and she wasn’t going to back down now. –We might be in
prison tomorrow, why not?- it was flawed logic, and she knew that, but did it
matter if it was true? She was going to spend potentially her last free night
as the adult she was. –I’m 18 damnit, I can do this!-
To say it took her a second to respond to Ryuji’s question was an
understatement, “I’ve… occasionally, found students hanging around this part of
town…”
“So…” he scratched the back of his head a bit nervously, “Being the morality
police?” the grin he pulled was full of snark, “Kinda, ironic, huh?”
She shrugged, he was right, “Well, we could be arrested tomorrow, or at worst
hunted down by an angry mob…” red eyes turned to him laced with something
dangerous, “The perfect time to do something stupid?”
The boy could only blush and gulp, that look was deadly… deadly sexy, even if
what she was saying was kind of messed up, “Happy thoughts, huh, Mako-chan?”
She didn’t rise to the taunt, instead taking confident steps inside, getting
them a room.
Ryuji could only blink. Then smacked his cheeks trying to psyche himself up,
“C’mon man! This is a girl! And she’s all over you!” he clinched his fists
tightly, “You can do this!”
When he looked up the man behind the counter was giving him a weird look,
immediately making him lose all his cool.
The blonde just coughed into his hand and followed the way Makoto went… and
stopping by a convenient vending machine on the way.
He caught up to her as she was opening the door and both walked in together.
… To say this was the first time either of them had been in a Love Hotel was an
understatement, but neither really expected it to be so… red.
Red carpets, red walls, red sheets, red sheets hanging from the heart shaped
bed with red pillows.
“It’s really…”
“… red.”
Both seemed to gulp at once and somewhat rethink their logic.
Makoto was the first to shake her head. She’d made the decision, she was going
to stick with it! “So…”
Ryuji seemed to just blush, nervously scratching his head, “Yea…”
Well this was turning out to be a fantastic time.
Both looked at each other, only to immediately glance away blushing.
So much for decisions made.
“H-hey… um…” the blonde was still scratching his head, looking away with the
biggest blush of his life, “W-we… uh… we don’t have to… i-if you’re havin’
second thoughts…”
“No-no… no… I’m not…” so much for an easy way out. –Damnit! I can do this! I
said I was interested!- she could only imagine the Queen version of herself, so
confident and assured, being angry at her current, wishy-washy self. Why was it
so hard to be as committed in the real world as she was in the metaverse?
“Hey, c’mon…” Ryuji had turned at her response, so stiff and uncertain compared
to the confident Queen back in Mementos. Makoto was blushing hard, biting her
lip and giving off every sign of being nervous. He wasn’t going to stand there
and force her into anything, no matter what his junk said about it, “It’s
cool,” he put his hand on her shoulder, turning her towards him and spoke as
gently, and confidently as he could muster despite the blush on his face, “I
get it, I’m not exactly… well, not ideal, I’m sure, just… hey, we can forget
about-”
Again he was trying to give her a way out. –He’s so kind- it was honestly
somewhat cute, his chivalry. It caused Makoto to blush even more, tucking her
head in embarrassment, “S-sorry, it’s not that… it’s…” now he had both hands on
her shoulders, trying to be reassuring, and when she brought her red eyes to
meet his dark brown ones something sparked once again.
His sincerity was quite… fetching, actually, making him seem rather handsome.
Unaware what he was doing, Ryuji just rubbed her shoulders with his thumbs,
being encouraging, “S’cool, man, like I said, we don’t have to do anything,” he
raised one hand to run through his hair, giving a goofy smile, “Seriously, I
can be a gentleman about this, if ya don’t wanna-”
His words were cut off by Makoto putting her hand around the back of his head
and pulling him in close, capturing his lips.
It stopped Ryuji dead in his tracks, eyes wide, body tense and too surprised to
fully register what was going on.
He was warm, smelled of sweat and night air, it was surprisingly good.
When Makoto ended the kiss, still red faced from the experience and intended
outcome, she managed to catch the boy’s surprised look. It brought back her
embarrassment, “S-sorry… I just… I thought…” she tried to back away, unable to
as his one hand was now a vice on her shoulder, “I… don’t really have
experience in this, so…” to be completely honest, she was hoping he’d lead
here, as she had no idea what she was doing.
Ryuji seemed frozen for a second, then his entire body shook and he seemed to
melt, before registering her confession and dryly laughed, “Heh, yea… can’t say
I tout any great experience either… unless you count porn…”
“More than me,” it was almost true. She may have found a few books her sister
tried to hide… and the things she’d confiscated from the student body! Well…
The blonde just deflated, that was a stupid thing to say, “Trust me, it ain’t
great…” he rubbed his hand on his jeans, suddenly feeling really sweaty and
awkward. “That was… um… nice, by the way…”
“R-really?” so they were both amateurs, she hadn’t exactly banked on that.
Ryuji had always carried himself with such confidence when pursuing women she
had thought, and in this case hoped, he’d have had some idea. –Back to square
one…- how the hell did they start making out in Mementos?
“Y-yea… yea!” the blonde smirked, he could do this. Chicks liked confidence
right?! And even if he screwed up already, he could make this work, he’d
watched enough hentai and read enough doujin to know the basics of how things
worked. –just how to start?-
He looked at Makoto.
She looked at Ryuji.
The blonde kept his eyes on her, keeping her eyes on him, and did what was
probably considered suicidal.
He reached out and touched her breast.
A blush seemed to make its way on Makoto’s face but she did not break the eye
contact. Instead she stepped forward… and grabbed the front of his pants.
Ryuji squeaked, eye twitching as his entire face went completely red.
Oh the devilish smirk that rose on Queen’s face.
When he saw that look, Skull was back to the forefront of the boy’s mind. –I’m
not losing here!- now it was his turn to step forward, pressing himself as
close to Makoto as possible… and grabbed her ass.
He could see her swallow hard. There wasn’t much for her to up her game, balls
were something of a trump card and she’d already played that.
Not that it mattered, with him so close, so hot as the warmth just radiated off
his body, much more easily through his plain clothes then his Metaverse attire,
it was affecting her more than she realized.
He was warm in her hand, his on her breast and butt were getting hotter, and
his breath so close with that intense look in his dark brown eyes.
He was hot. Like this, he was definitely hot and it set a fire in her stomach,
a desire that hadn’t been particularly kindled in her life before. She wanted
to grab him, rub him, and do all kinds of things to him.
So she finally settled for grabbing his head, tugging hard at his short blonde
hair, letting go of his crotch, and bringing one leg up around his waist,
bringing him as close as possible as she devoured his mouth.
To say that wasn’t hot was like saying Ryuji was freezing right now.
He was on fire!
Grabbing Makoto around the waist, he pulled her closer as his tongue fought
hers. Gone was the awkwardness from a moment ago, now it was challenge time.
Queen and Skull had started things back in Mementos, and while Makoto and Ryuji
may have sobered a bit since, they were back and on fire again.
She was hot, so hot, as he pulled her other leg up, the flexible and strong
Class Prez wrapping them around his waist with ease, as he held her up. But
there was fire between them. Already he was hard, getting harder as she messed
with his hair, her tongue played in his mouth and he couldn’t get enough of her
toned butt or her rubbing up against him.
Somehow they made it to the bed, Ryuji dropping Makoto on her back as he took a
second to look at her.
 Ruffled hair, red skin and lips, crumbled clothes, her skirt and shirt riding
up, and most of all her legs around his waist.
It made for an image that trumped nearly all his backlogged porn.
Apparently he was taking too long with his look as an annoyed look came over
her face and she sat up, legs pulling him close and nearly knocking out his
knees, forcing him to lean over and brace his hands at her sides.
The Queen smirked, whispering in his ear, “Take it off.”
The blonde nearly choked on his own saliva. It was way too hot getting told to
do stuff, was he a weirdo for liking that? He didn’t even respond verbally,
immediately nodding, standing up and grabbing the bottom of his shirt, whipping
it off in a second.
A brunette brow rose, and the unsatisfied look told him that wasn’t what she
meant.
That caused Ryuji to smirk, lowering his hands to his pants.
Slowly, teasingly he undid the button, amused how her red eyes suddenly became
fixated despite the rising blush on her face. His fingers moved to his zipper
and he could have sworn her pupils widened, her eyes never leaving his hands as
they pulled the zipper all the way down.
But he wasn’t going to just let her have it like that, instead of moving his
hands to pull his pants off, his hands grabbed her legs, rubbing along the
calves nearly behind him and up, past the knee, and slowly, ever so slowly,
made his way towards her hips.
He felt her shiver as he reached under her skirt, reaching around underneath
her panties. He felt around the surprisingly soft muscle, messaging almost as
he gathered up his courage to move forward. Both figuratively and literally. He
was so close to that hidden gem, the thing girls were supposed to hide from
boys like him.
–what the heck am I doing here?!- He didn’t deserve a girl like this! Hell he
shouldn’t have been manhandling a girl like this!
Whatever further doubts he had were quickly dashed when, annoyed at his lack of
action, Makoto reached forward, tugging his boxers down and revealed all of
him.
There in front of her was Ryuji, all of him, at full mast cock and balls.
The first she’d ever seen in real life…
It made that fiery ache in her core burn and lick her lips. There were certain
things she could do…
But Ryuji acted first, grabbing her hands and pushing her on her back. The boy
had an intense stare in those dark brown eyes of his. They were almost black,
and while one hand held hers above her head his other moved to undo the buttons
on her collared shirt, efficiently enough to have it open in no time and spread
wide.
She had no time to respond as he reached down with both hands, tugging down her
bra and grabbed a breast in each hand.
It brought an immediate moan to Makoto’s lips, throwing her head back thanks to
their sensitivity as he teased them.
Firm but not painful grips on the whole of her breasts, kneading them felt
exquisite, only for it to get better as he leaned down and suckled at each
nipple. Grabbing on pert areola with his teeth lightly and rolling the edges of
the tight little bud with his tongue, garnering moans from his companion only
to move to the other and give it the same treatment.
It was bliss, a torturous bliss.
The heat and wetness Makoto felt in her panties increased, feeling that
distinct need to rub against something but he was in the way and doing such a
fine job taunting. All she could do was pant, moan and grab his head, not sure
what to do but knowing she wanted more.
Ryuji was lost in the woman below him, in the scent and sounds she was making
as he tasted one nipple then the other. Hentai had taught him well enough women
liked to have these played with and Makoto did not disappoint. He didn’t think
he’d enjoy the sound as much as he did but each pant, grunt, moan, deep intake
and whine had his dick throbbing, his balls hanging lower and the urge to touch
himself increase.
He had to hold off, girls needed time right, which was what those doujin said
after all. And he wanted nothing more than to please his Queen. And there was
nothing more thrilling to see, as he opened his eyes and glanced up, then the
look on her euphoric face, rolling back and gasping all because of him.
Without thinking Ryuji lowered himself onto Makoto, losing some footing as he
played with her surprisingly enjoyable handhelds. The moment his unsheathed
self touched her panties and the two organs touched, separated only by a thin
bit of soaked fabric, both of them groaned.
It was what Makoto was missing and Ryuji desired. Her legs locked around his
waist, pulling him closer and he thrust again, unknowingly rubbing that
sensitive nub just above her lower lips.
Both moaned, his hands gripped her breasts and she held his head and back
tight, nearly digging in her nails.
When they pulled away for a second they looked into each other’s eyes, red to
dark brown, Queen to Skull… Makoto to Ryuji.
Both leaned forward and grabbed each other’s lips, giving a deep passionate
kiss as once again they ground into one another, eating each other’s moans.
Makoto was the first to break contact, throwing her head back and holding her
hands above her head in fists on the bed, “Please… before I lose it…”
“You… you sure?” the blonde panted hard, even this far, he needed to know,
needed to make sure.
Pushing herself up enough to look at him seriously, breathing hard and more
turned on than ever before in her life, “Ryuji…” she breathed in deep, “I said,
now!”
A wicked smirk came over the boy’s face, “Yes, my Queen.”
Makoto would probably never say it out loud, but that one line made her even
wetter.
In an instant her panties were gone, and while that action thrilled her, she
was surprised by the delayed action. Pushing herself up she saw Ryuji pulling
something out of his pocket, ripping it open with his teeth, which was
surprisingly sexy, and pull out of all the things she did not think of, a
condom.
Then she watched with absurd fixation as he put it on his hard member.
When Ryuji was done putting on the condom he looked up, noticing Makoto
staring. He took a moment to see her looking at his dick, then realized what
he’d just done, “Eh-heh… they sold them in the machine out fr-”
Immediately his lips were captured and he was brought forward on top of her.
Who was he to argue with what the woman wanted?
Some momentum was lost with the thoughtful act, but that was quickly made up as
both hands wondered. Makoto’s found his sac, tugging and messaging his low
hanging balls, while one of his found her breast as the other delicately
traveled up her leg.
She shivered, cupping him more and Ryuji groaned. But he was a man on a
mission, he wanted this to be good for her, and the condom was a lot tighter
than he thought.
He tried to focus, finding her wetness easy, and stroked the outsides lightly,
accidently rubbing the nub above her slit and getting a moan for his efforts.
The boy smirked, rubbing her again there, enjoying the sound, moving his finger
up and down and teasing her opening all at once. He could see her tensing up,
feel her abandon his balls to grip at his shoulders and biting her lip.
It was so hot, just watching.
He slid one finger in, feeling how tight and moist she was inside and it sent a
shiver all the way from his head to his tip.
She moaned, he moved his finger, she moaned more, he moved faster bit by bit
and she started panting, moving to grip the blanket below her.
He couldn’t take it, tunnel vision taking over as he grabbed her hips, loving
the feel as her legs immediately grabbed around his waist and her wet entrance
rubbed against his wrapped up member.
For a moment they just looked at each other; ruffled, hair messed up on both,
his bare chest, her open shirt and exposed breasts, the marks on his shoulders,
her red lips.
He squeezed her thighs, rubbing himself along her entrance, hesitating for a
moment…
“Ryuji…” she breathed out, leaning up enough to look at him, then pull him
forward with her legs.
He smirked again, leaning over her and kissing her, almost chastely compared to
earlier, speaking to her lips, “Okay.”
One hand gripped around his shoulder as he held her, letting her hand guide
him.
With one thrust he was in and both groaned in a new way.
He held still, reading all about virgins and how it was painful for girls the
first time…
“Move…” she breathed in his ear.
He could feel himself twitch inside, making her give a breathy moan, as he
followed her command.
He moved, he thrust, he tried to find that pace to match her hips and not go
too fast.
Apparently his eager movements weren’t quite right, as her hands moved to his
hips, guiding them, as her moans went from grunts to long throaty moans and the
poor boy had to hold back as much as possible to let her enjoy it.
For a moment he was terrified as he felt her tighten around him, squeezing
tighter and tighter and for a moment he thought she was going to push him out.
He responded by thrusting in deep, which seemed to send her over the edge as
her head went back in a silent scream.
Ryuji could only blink, holding himself still as he watched her cum for the
first time, with him inside and holy damn was it hot. His hand gripped next to
her head as he swallowed hard, fighting the urge to move as sweat poured down
his face.
Was he supposed to move? Continue? Hentai didn’t really go into much more than
a girl coming once so…
His head was quickly grabbed from behind, Makoto finding his mouth needed to be
put to use, on her breasts, and her hips moved, signally he needed to keep
going.
Who was he to argue?!
Least it was fun. Ryuji supported himself on one arm, grabbing one breast and
suckling the other like before, getting more moans from his senpai as he thrust
further, deeper, harder…
Everything started getting hazy for both, Makoto coming again, and this time
Ryuji didn’t stop, moving to kiss her, devouring her moans as he moved harder,
faster, trying to find his release despite how tight she and the condom were.
It was great, blissful, so much better then reading porn for both of them. Soon
they were just lost in each other’s bodies.
Eventually he gave up completely on moving his hands, needing the support,
gripping her hips to find the right pace for his own release, having forgotten
how many times she’d come. Each time a tighter grip, a tease of his tip and
every moan a beautiful assault on his ears. He couldn’t hold out much longer.
“Pah-please,” Makoto managed between moans, “Ri-yu-ji… come… for… me!”
His whole body shook, “YES!” another thrust as he felt his tip twitch, “MY!” a
deeper thrust, his balls clinched as he felt her tightening around him again,
“QUEEN!!”
They both came screaming and the whole world went white.
It took what felt like a long time for the world to come back into focus for
Ryuji.
When it did he heard the sound of a faucet turning off and someone moving
round. He felt cold and sticky. Looking around everything looked stupidly red.
A door opened next to him and he looked, finding what looked to be Makoto in a
towel.
Her red eyes blinked for a moment, realizing he was awake and blushed
immediately.
Ryuji just stared. She was naked, in a towel, with her hair wet…
“Did we just have sex?” was his immediate question.
A small smirk picked at her lips, “About ten minutes ago…”
“Oh…” he blinked, still trying to register that information, “Cool…”
Makoto blushed a little, feeling a bit funny from the experience and finding it
harder and harder to not just drool all over Ryuji’s prone body, “Y-you might
want to get dressed, our time’s almost up…”
“R-right,” he sat up and rubbed his head, trying to stop himself from looking
back and watching as she got dressed. Was that weird to do? They had just had
sex, right? Was it weird to watch her get dressed? She was really hot and he’d
just seen all of that… sort of…
Makoto was dressed in record time, glancing at her watch, grabbing her purse
and heading towards the door. She paused with the handle in her hand, chewing
on her lip before turning back to the boy still sitting dazed on the bed. She
really couldn’t look at him without blushing… not after seeing, and feeling all
of that, “I…” her mouth ran dry, not sure what to say and panicking, “I’ll see
you tomorrow!” and quickly she opened the door and left.
“Yea,” Ryuji absentmindedly waved at air, “See ya…”
He’d just had sex with Queen, with Makoto, with the Class President of his
school…
What the hell was he supposed to do now?!
***** Rank 5 *****
Chapter Notes
     Figured its been a week, here's some more~
8/29 – Rank 5
R: Hey!
…
R: Can we talk?
…
R: be at our place~
…
R: Ya know, Mementos?
…
R: See ya there
…
R: please?
…
R: Just wanna talk
Makoto just stared at her phone, chewing on her lip.
It wasn’t that she had been particularly avoiding Ryuji… just… stuff, kept
coming up!
Like all that stuff with Futaba, and Student Council… and that stupid, stupid,
goddamn stupid! Beach trip.
Which had been today.
What the hell had she expected? Honestly?
Ryuji, and really all the guys, were drooling over Ann, again. Who was she to
think that’d be different? Wasn’t like there was anything between them? Ha!
That was funny, they’d just had sex, that was it, most adults have casual sex
with friends, it was nothing… really… nothing…
She banged her head against her desk.
Who the hell was she kidding, it had meant more to her at the time then she
realized. Sure, it was desperate. Sure, it was stupid. And yes! Maybe the
entire motivation there had been ‘if I’m going to jail for the next two decades
of my life  I want to at the very least experience being an adult and having
sex with a mildly hot guy’. Was it selfish? Completely. Was it dumb? ABSO-
FREAKIN’-LUTELY!
Now she wanted the dumb blonde. Not in the normal ‘oh he’s cute’ high school
kind of way, she physically wanted him and a repeat of their time at that love
hotel.
And maybe… maybe something a bit more.
He had been sweet, which she had not expected from Ryuji.
It was weird, they started out fighting because she was stressed out, and the
best way she’d come to dealing with that was hitting shadows with him as her
back up. And when he showed concern for her wellbeing, she’d hit him… and
instead of caving, he hit back. Treated her like an equal in a fight, which was
more than she could say for a lot of her other male opponents.
He had respected her.
And what did she do? Panic! Take advantage of him!
She was the damn adult here and she’d… it was so stupid!
And then she’d just left, and like an adult had been avoiding situations where
the two of them would be alone together. Just to… she didn’t quite know, avoid
him?
When that was really as far from what she wanted as anything could get.
She wanted to touch him again, kiss him again, have him look at her like he did
when he said ‘yes, my Queen!’ Never before had her codename given her such
shivers, it was intoxicating.
She wanted more, and that was bad. Right?
But for him? She was what? –Second best, clearly…-
It had stung far more than it should have, the way he was looking at Ann. It
made her want to punch both of them.
Which she knew was completely unfair to Ann. Her junior had no idea what she
was getting between when she showed up in her bikini and being the damn picture
perfect model she was.
-Completely irrational- that was the summary of her past week and some. Just
completely irrational.
She should have known better, she should have known better, she should have
known better…
She could not repeat that enough!
Thankfully her sister hadn’t noticed anything different about her behavior… or
appearance as she was afraid Sae would just somehow ‘know’ and she had no idea
what her elder sister would do then.
It was a completely terrifying thought. Relationships had never really figured
in her life before, and especially not premarital casual sex.
What the hell had her life become? First the Phantom Thieves, now this?!
Groaning, she stared at her phone.
She really owed Ryuji something. She’d been the one to push, then pushed him
away. Then got stupidly jealous over nothing…
She needed to tell him something.
Meaning they needed to talk… like he wanted.
“Clearly… a text will not do.” She frowned, typing out a quick reply before
leaving.
-----
M: be there soon.
Ryuji was biting his lip, trying to not smile too wide.
Things had been a bit hectic and weird since the night before the Medjed
fallout. Jeez, it would have been nice if they’d known the weird little NEET,
Futaba, was the REAL Medjed and could handle all their problems in a second,
else him and Queen might not have panicked so much the night before the
deadline and… well…
He wasn’t going to say he regretted having sex with her. It was the greatest
night of his life so far. Just the sights, the sounds, the feel of her,
everything was so… so everything! It was great! Better than any hentai he’d
watched or doujin he’d read. Why did people bother with those when they could
have the real thing?
But that brought him to his current problem: Makoto.
She’d been avoiding him. Which, fine he could get. They had a lot of stuff to
do thanks to the whole deal with Futaba, and trying to socialize the little
NEET, but beyond that…
She hadn’t been responding to his texts, been basically completely blanking
him. They’d had time off thanks to the whole Medjed thing, but… it was weird.
He wanted to talk to her, to be close to her, to go back to hitting shadows
with her while riding her bike…
Had having sex really made that much of a difference? Had it ruined something
they’d already been building?
He didn’t regret it, and wouldn’t trade it for anything, hell he’d do it again
with her in a heartbeat if she asked but… did that mean he had to give up
everything else he liked about them being together?
It was fun, watching the normally so prim and proper Class President punch the
literal life out of shadows, or do crazy stunts with her persona-bike while he
was joyriding behind her and hitting things with his bat.
Would he trade that for just a… he didn’t know, one of ‘those’ relationships
where chicks and dudes only get together to have sex?
That’d be… fun, he guessed, but would that be enough?
Makoto was like their boss, she helped coordinate their Phantom Thief stuff.
She was the Class President of their school. She did all this crazy cool Akido
stuff in the Metaverse and next to that damn cat Morgana was one of their
healers that kept them alive there, along with being a total badass.
Could he keep those separate? The cool badass Queen and the woman he had sex
with? Or went joyriding with? That had been hard enough, not telling the
others, but this? He wasn’t supposed to right?
Did that mean he had to just pretend it never happened?
Was that what Makoto wanted?
“Ryuji!”
The familiar voice caught his attention and the blonde punk looked out. There,
across the walk was the Class Prez, Queen… Makoto.
She didn’t really wave at him, but she had her phone out and there was this
intense look about her eyes.
He pulled out his own phone, figuring what she might want. Privacy. While there
weren’t a lot of people out at the station this late it never hurt to have an
added barrier.
He nodded to her and they both hit the Nav on their phones; the world shifted
red and purple with an acrid smell in the air. Queen and Skull stood a walkway
apart.
“H-Hey! Queen!” he nervously waved, big smile, trying to be normal, “I-I got us
some stuff,” he held up a bag absolutely full of energy drinks, “F-Figured we
could go bust some heads, today was kinda… hehe,” his chuckle was nervous as
she’d yet to move, “Well, got me stoked ya know! So, c’mon! Let’s-let’s go get
some shadows, ‘kay?”
Still Queen didn’t move.
“H-hey… Makoto?” he spoke softer, taking a few more steps towards her, “Y-you
gonna say something?” nope, she was still and not said a word. He stepped
closer, “C’mon, I-I know things… things have been… well, different, eheheh…”
another nervous laugh, no movement so his feet took him closer. Now Ryuji was
an arm’s length from the older woman. He pouted, holding the bag of cans over
his shoulder.
He sighed, “I’m sorry…”
“Why…” finally she said something!
Only he had no idea how to answer. Scratching around his mask Skull looked
around, trying to find anything that would spark something. Nothing reached out
to help him, “Er… well, dunno,” another scratch, glancing at her with dark
brown eyes, “Figured, you were mad at me… f-for what happened…” he’d sing from
the rooftops how much he wouldn’t regret what they did… but he knew that didn’t
mean she wasn’t the same. –Shit, man, I must’a messed up bad somehow…-
He only had a second as red eyes notched up surrounded in metal as a warning,
before Queen stomped on the ground in a heavy stance and sent a powerful fist
to his gut.
“Wha-ugh!” Skull immediately hit the ground.
“That’s for hitting on Ann…” and Queen walked passed him, deliberately swaying
her leather clad hips as she bent down to pick up the bag of cans.
“Duly… noted… my Queen…” Skull managed to pick himself up, support himself with
one hand on his knee before being mesmerized for a moment. A stupid grin coming
to his mouth momentarily, “For what it’s worth… your ass looks better…”
A light smirk was thrown over the road warrior’s shoulder, along with a
Diarama.
Skull shivered at the light feeling of invigoration he got after every heal,
now associating something special to Queen’s specifically because… well he’d
rather be healed by her then the damn cat.
As a show of gratitude he clicked his heels together and gave a dramatic bow,
laying it on pretty thick, “Thank you, My Queen.”
“I might get used to that,” she threw over her shoulder, stopping to stare into
the darkness of Mementos in a pose with her hand on her cocked hip.
Ryuji smirked, he wouldn’t mind calling her that every time she healed him,
hell in front of everyone if it got that sass from her. It was really cute.
“Was that all you had to apologize for?” then came that question.
Skull tilted his head, “Huh?”
Queen turned back, red eyes serious as she looked at him through steel,
“Hitting on Ann, is that all you have to apologize for?”
“Eh-heh, well…” he was scratching the back of his head nervously, “Really, I
didn’t know I was apologizing for that?” he coughed when her glare returned, “I
mean I wouldn’t, cause well, I’m a guy and it’s only natural I’d be attracted
to her cause she’s hot,” those red eyes got narrower and he suddenly felt he
should guard his boys, “But-but-but, hey hear me out!!” Ryuji panicked, waving
his hands about, “Truth is… I didn’t know if I could hit on you… in public,
around the other guys… cause, ya know… that’d be kinda weird, me suddenly
admitting that the Class Prez’s got a better ass then Ann’s, whose a model, and
really I kinda learned smaller ain’t worse with those handhelds, and-”
“PLEASE! SHUT UP!” Makoto shouted, turning red and absolutely embarrassed
despite it just being the two of them. She turned, putting a hand on her face
and tried to calm her raging heartbeat. How the hell was she supposed to stay
mad at him when he went and said all THAT without even… missing a beat. Just,
BAM! Out there?
“Ehehehehe,” the blonde chuckled to himself, finding Queen getting all
flustered pretty adorable, “Well, to be fair, I might be a bit biased,” he
nodded his head, blushing a bit himself, “You’re kinda the first girl I ever
seen naked, in real life, not to mention having sex with…”
Queen turned back with a mild glare, still covering the lower half of her face
that was completely red, “You’re so vulgar.”
“Yea, but ya love me for it!” Skull blindly laughed at the comment, not really
meaning anything by it.
Makoto just blushed more, not sure how to respond.
“But, hey,” when the boy stopped laughing and opened his eyes, he looked at her
with sincerity, the same kind of sincerity she had seen that night when he
worried about her, “For what it’s worth, I liked it, I mean… I get… I get I’m
not… like…” he nervously ran his hand through his hair, “The number one choice,
alright, I mean I’m… I’m me…” Skull tried to pull off a cheesy smile but it
didn’t quite work, “so, guess…. Guess I was apologizing for… if I did anything
wrong, if I ruined anything, that-that’s all…”
Red eyes watched the boy give a sincere confession, again. He really had a
knack for surprising her. How simply he could put things, make them… not as
intense anymore. Yea, that was one way to put it.
Quickly Queen walked up to Skull and took his hand, surprising the pirate
themed thief, “For what it’s worth, I’m sorry for… putting you in this
position.”
“Don’t be!” one hand was behind his head, still nervous as he tried to laugh it
off, “If anything that was pretty hot, actually…”
She blushed again, trying to look away, “I’m also… sorry… for flaking out on
you… I was… well…”
“Hey,” he finally lowered his hand, putting it on her shoulder and drawing her
attention up to him, giving a more genuine smile, “S’cool, a’ight? We had a
good night, that’s all that matters,” he lowered his hand, taking both of hers
in his, shaking them, “Friends?”
Makoto gave a deep sigh of relief, shaking her hands in his, “Friends.”
Skull couldn’t help but smirk, leaning in closer to her, “Friends with
benefits?”
Now, she knew the term. Knew its implication. And well… considering they’d
already done it once… Queen smirked, despite the small blush, and looked at the
dark eyed boy, “We’ll see…” and quickly kissed him on the lips. She’d been
dying to do it all week, so it may have been a bit too intense for how short it
was.
Then she let go of his hands, grabbed the cans and walked back to the entrance
of Mementos, smirking over her shoulder and showing off as much as she could,
“So, are you coming?”
At those words Skull snapped out of his stupor, pumping both fists and getting
a surprisingly lecherous grin, “Yes, My Queen!”
And the two set off for an evening of intense exercise in Mementos with perhaps
a cool down at the same love hotel as before.
***** Hawaii Trip *****
Chapter Notes
     Here's more! *throws* i should really be this organized with my other
     works~
9/10 – Hawaii Trip
R: Hey! What’s Up!
R: This trip is kinda blowing
R: What’cha doin’?
Makoto stared at her phone, rolling her red eyes at Ryuji’s explosion of texts.
Clearly he must have been bored.
-Knowing him he’s out looking at all the ‘hot American girls’-
She rolled her eyes again for good measure, texting him back.
M: Bored hunting American beauties already?
She wasn’t being snide, she swore she wasn’t.
Putting her phone down she continued looking over the room assignments, tasks
and whatever else the school had thrown in her lap with their last minute
assignment for third years to help chaperone the first and second years on
their trip. Here she had been planning to actually use the few free days
without… well, distractions, such as the other Phantom Thieves, or the
temptation of punching shadows and joyriding with Ryuji… in various senses, to
get back to her studies… and be studious.
Her eyes momentarily darted to the bag of books she had stumblingly brought.
Sighing to herself as she remembered to bring those… but not a proper bathing
suit. To Hawaii.
R: Hey, they’re good to look at
R: all these babes with huge breasts
R: not a lot of ass though
R: You’re still the Queen there
R: ;P
Her phone went off again and after reading the context she couldn’t help but
blush and shake her head. Was that seriously a compliment or not? –Ryuji you
idiot- despite his blunt flirtations there was something stupidly sweet about
his honesty. Least she was just going to say that to explain why she was
blushing.
M: You’re an idiot
M: Why do you bother hitting on every girl that moves?
Okay, maybe she was being a bit pouty.
She cared about Ryuji, in a physical way… platonic… whatever, they weren’t
romantically involved, just… having fun. Yea, that’s what it was, having fun!
But seriously, if he ever planned on keeping a girl he’d have to stop his
wondering eyes… who knows what his next girl might do, he was lucky she knew he
didn’t really care. Yea, course she didn’t.
R: Maybe cuz its fun to get you all jealous
R: ;P
R: Queen is so cute when she wants to beat up other girls for lil’ old me!
She stared at her phone as it went off again, and despite how mad it made her,
realizing he was teasing her, she couldn’t help but laugh.
M: Stupid jerk
The response was practically immediate.
R: :D
R: Ya love me for it!
That response of his, which had been becoming more and more common always made
her blush. She didn’t love Ryuji… she was just… physically attracted to him,
yea! That was it. They had a physical relationship that was equivalently
satisfactory. Mutually satisfying. Just a way to relieve stress and pass the
time.
She totally was just thinking about their shadow extermination… not… other…
activities that may have also continued despite neither really mentioning it
nor really asking. They just, wound up at the hotel after shadow slaying in
Mementos, and it was… relaxing. Yea.
M: doing anything right now?
She put her phone down, not expecting an answer any time soon, or mean anything
by it. It was just a simple question. Nothing really. She had school work to do
after all, she was clearly busy, just curious about what he’d planned to do
next.
R: Honestly… nothing
R: Though I can think of something ;P
R: seeing as you’re likely sitting in your room surrounded by boring school
work
Red eyes glared at her phone. He had her there.
M: I will find out how you know that
The response was there before she could even set her phone down.
R: Cause I’m psychic~
R: I know what you’re heart is really like
R: what it REEEEEAAAAALLLLYYY wants ;P
R: I can be by in a second, just gotta ditch these guys
She hated he was right. Hated so damn much he was right.
Staring at her book work she felt nothing. No urge, no demand, no desire to
even look at it.
Looking at her phone on the other hand…
M: You’ve got five minutes
Leaning back against the pillow on her hotel bed, Makoto smirked, wondering how
close he was going to cut it.
-----
Ryuji stood at the door with barely a minute to spare, some candy he nabbed
from the gift shop, a flower he may have picked from outside, and nervous as
all hell.
Hawaii. Hotel Room. Makoto.
-My Queen!-
His mind was racing, excited, worried, freaking out, ready for anything she
wanted! Hell as far as he was concerned they could just get into a wrestling
match on the bed or watch on-demand American tv and he’d be happy. –Course I
know that ain’t gonna happen, but still a nice thought…-
Hell the whole reason he’d gone babe-hunting (Mishima totally called it that!
Not him!) was because he was bored and didn’t want to dwell on anything. He
figured she’d be doing something important… like school related or something,
so figured she wouldn’t have time for him and his… ideas… and weird desire to
just hang out… or hit shadows with her which they totally couldn’t do cause
they were in HAWAII!! And well… American girls were hot… but for some reason
they just didn’t hold as much attention for him as they used to. –Must be cause
they were all such snobs…- yea, must’a been it!
Wasn’t like he was wanting to hang out with Makoto and was sulking because he
couldn’t, pfft, that was silly!
Besides, Queen was calling, he had to man up and be cool about this! It’d be a
first for them… daytime and not after being exhausted from Shadows and… and
alone… with her… in a hotel room… a normal Hotel Room!
Some part of him inside was squealing.
The door opened before he even had a chance to set himself straight, red eyes
just flatly staring at him with a raised brunette brow before Makoto quickly
glanced down the halls then looked back at him, “You realize you have about ten
seconds?” Queen smirked, leaning on the door nonchalant, “So, if you’d like to
come in-!!”
Whatever she said was cut off as the boy shoved the pilfered flower and local
candies in her hands and rushed inside the open door.
Makoto only had the time to blink, check the halls again to make sure no one
noticed the Class President allowing a boy into her room before swiftly closing
the door and looking at what was in her hands. A plucked orange flower, it
looked like the main flower of a Hibiscus, and a bag of what looked to be
chocolate covered macadamia nuts.
She blinked again, walking down the short hotel entryway into the main room, “I
wasn’t expecting gifts?”
The blonde boy just chuckled, sitting on the bed like a kid, holding his ankles
and looking completely innocent, “Yea, well, figured… had them anyway, wouldn’t
hurt right?” he shrugged, holding both hands out, “Sides, you like chocolate
right? Girls-girls like chocolate right?”
At his ridiculous answer Makoto couldn’t help a wry look, “Generally…” she put
the gifts down on the table with the TV, before turning back to the boy with a
much more confident, Queen-like look, “So…”
“So…?” now he was scratching behind his head, voice cracking slightly with that
dopey innocent smile.
Red eyes grew sharp as Queen’s smirk grew, “Take off your clothes.”
“Yes, Ma’am!” immediately the boy jumped up, hand going to the hem of his shirt
and it was quickly relocated to the floor. It was as his hands made it to his
belt and shorts button that he paused, looking at her with an odd smirk, “Ya
know, we are in a luxury American Hotel, we could just watch some bad local TV
or something…” his hand leisurely undid the buckle of his belt and started to
slide it loop by loop slowly, “Don’t have to do all this for lil’ ol me~ as
much fun as it is…”
“Who said it was for you,” Red eyes were practically glowing as her voice
turned dark as she watched him undress. There was something… fun, about having
the ability to give an order and have it carried out immediately, even if Ryuji
liked to tease her sometimes.
Skull’s vicious smirk rose on the boy’s face, pulling the belt out fully and
flicking it in Queen’s direction, making a nice loud snap! That had both
shivering, “Well, if you insist…”
Makoto’s stare was intense. It wasn’t that she didn’t like his little offer, it
would have been nice… but ‘nice’ wasn’t why they were here, why they got
together. They wound up together to hunt down shadows and satisfy baser needs,
she’d come to accept this about their relationship. It was interesting, not
necessarily unique from what she knew of some friendships thanks to her
exposure being, what was effectively, the school snoop. She knew things weren’t
always cut and dry, let alone romantic, sometimes it was just physical and… and
that was okay. She could deal with that. It was fine just how it was.
Besides, staring at his trim runner’s body was really calling out to her loins
to play with him, why in the world would she be considering anything else?
With arms crossed and a burning look in her red eyes, Queen pushed off the wall
she had been leaning on as she watched him, taking a step in front as he had
been unbuttoning his pants and smirked when he paused to look at her with
surprise. She raised one hand, put her finger on the center of his chest and
pushed him forward, intent obvious.
Skull just gave that fanged smirk of his, leaning back with the finger push and
lying flat out on the bed with his arms out straight, “Please, have your way
with me, My Queen!”
“I just might,” was her confidant response as she started to undo the top two
buttons of her collared shirt. She leaned down, moving her hands to his pants,
purposely giving him a good view of her modest cleavage down her open shirt,
and started working on his pants herself.
It was obvious he was already hard, just the idea of them having sex again
probably got him worked up. She would admit it had gotten her a little hot and
bothered as well, which was probably why she had hung out by the door, spying
out the peephole waiting for him. Surprised when he hesitated, even more so
that he’d brought gifts.
Her hands moved up from his inner thighs, enjoying the position over him,
amused as he didn’t so much as budge. Only tensing as one hand moved to cup his
balls through his pants, the other moving up the zipper, up his shaft, grabbing
metal and pulling down slowly.
“MAKO-CHAN!!” there was suddenly a click at the door and voice coming through
it.
Both looked up with wide eyes, catching each other’s surprise for a second.
Makoto was the first to move, pointing at him in a gesture that clearly said
‘don’t move’ and ran to the door, intercepting the person at it.
“Huh? What’s with the door?” it was higher pitched, clearly a girl and Ryuji
cursed, it must have been Makoto’s roommate!
“Sorry, Haru-chan!” Makoto’s voice was high pitched and cheery as she messed
with the door, taking longer than necessary to unlock it, poking her head
through the door with a fake smile and making sure to block it as much as
possible, “Was there something you needed?”
“Hmm!” the bright eyed girl with chin-length curly auburn hair blinked at the
Class President, “Oh, yea! Mako-chan! I came to get you since Kawakami-sensei
wasn’t available!”
Makoto could hear a snicker behind her, wondering what Ryuji knew that she
didn’t, “Oh, sorry, was it something quick, I’m in the middle of something…”
“Oh really? Can I join?!” hopefully Haru would never know how much that
question had the two Phantom Thieves cringe.
“N-no, sorry,” there was clear reluctance from Makoto, hoping the cheery girl
would get the hint, “I’m helping another girl with some study material and
she’s a bit shy, doesn’t really like working with others, I hope you
understand.”
“Oh, okay…” something crossed those brown eyes as Haru looked at the class
president, “Well, I just wanted to know what we’re supposed to be doing right
now, because I don’t have anything planned…”
“Well there’s supposed to be a luau right now on the beach, along with some
other trips, I’m sure there’s a group around that can take you with them…”
Queen was screaming in her head that this girl better leave ASAP.
“Hmm… alright, I’ll try to find one of the other teachers, they should know
more right?” Haru gave that cheery smile, like everything was okay, “Hey, mind
if I ask what’s the girl’s name? Make sure her roommate knows where she is?”
On the bed, as he’d not moved a muscle as per Queen’s orders, Ryuji cringed.
They were so screwed!
“Yes, it’s Kimiko Masashi, like I said she’s really shy so if you don’t mind,
I’d like to get back to helping her out.” Makoto didn’t even miss a beat.
That odd look entered Haru’s eyes again, like she was mulling the information
over again, “Oh, okay…” then her bubbly nature seemed to reassert itself and
she waved at the class president, “Well then, I’ll see you later tonight Mako-
chan!” and she started off down the hall.
“See you later, Haru-chan!” Makoto gave a decent wave before turning back into
the room and making sure to lock the door and put on the latch this time.
When she walked back to the bed, Ryuji was just staring at her.
“What?” red eyes blinked.
“You had that set up pretty nicely, Class Prez,” he gave that cheeky grin,
“Thought we were boned when she asked a name~”
Queen just gave that deadly smirk, standing in front of the prone boy, “I just
used the name of a student I knew wouldn’t be around for anyone to question…”
she crossed her arms, looking slightly away, “Besides, I’ve gotten used to
lying about who I’m meeting, I tell my sister I’m studying with a female friend
who got poor grades on her last exams…”
Ryuji watched her stony face. Queen, Makoto was good at hiding her emotions,
keeping them off her face but her eyes always told the truth. She didn’t like
lying, especially not to her sister. He sat up, pushing himself to sit at the
edge of the bed, propping himself to look up at her, “Hey, least you’re about
half right,” he raised one hand, sliding it under her white collared shirt,
popping the lowest button, pulling it out of her skirt and just smoothly moving
his hand up her stomach, “We’re friends, and we’re ‘studying’, and I did suck
on the last exams,” he smirked up at her, wrapping his other hand under her
shirt, around her back and pulling her into his lap, “Only thing is, I’m not a
girl…”
Makoto swallowed hard at his boldness. He was comforting her, she could tell,
he was always so hot and soft when he did this, gentle but firm touches. But
feeling his hard on from his open pants, the only thing separating them in this
position was both their underwear, she was acutely aware of both their other
desires, “That’s such a good thing,” she whispered in a darker voice, a hair
away from growling at him as one hand went into his blonde hair and the other
cupped his sweet face. Even when he had Skull’s devious smirk it was still
sweet, “Now, I believe you have some work to do?” she pushed down, using her
position to her advantage as she ground down on him.
He groaned, his hands gripping around her, “Careful,” his voice growled, “I
might just rip this shirt, then what’ll you do?” he didn’t want to push too
fast, but he was excited, and judging by how much wetness he could feel from
her grind, she was too.
Makoto pushed down again, whispering in his ear, “I’ve got three more…” it was
an invitation, one that if she weren’t clearly out of her mind right now, she
never would have made.
Ryuji just made a mild groan, leaning back, pulling her with him, and pushed
his arms up till her shirt was at the point of breaking buttons, rolled up on
her back and held on by three pieces of plastic and string. Thankfully she was
spared a broken shirt, as he moved his hands to her front, unbuttoning the last
vestiges of protection for her upper body and quickly demanded a kiss in return
for his chivalry.
It was deep, passionate, and only separated by moments of Makoto throwing off
her collared shirt, then being impatient taking off her bra as well. She was
enjoying her position on top, enjoying the leverage and power it afforded her,
and easy to do and take as she pleased.
His hands were on her back, undoing the button that held on her skirt and all
she did was grab his hands and moved them to the front, right where she wanted
them.
The boy seemed to blink momentarily, bucking his hips to be a jerk, before
squeezing her beasts and grinning against her lips.
They were both hot, in need, and already in a bit of rush as they’d been
interrupted once. Time to get this done.
After a few more squeezes and kisses, both seemed to work in tandem, her hands
going to his boxers, pushing them down as his hands went to her panties. His
shorts weren’t even off and Makoto only separated from him long enough to get
one leg out of her panties, never mind her skirt. They did not want to be
disturbed again.
She could feel his hot cock, hard and slick with both precum and her own
juices, as his soft head was exposed both seemed to want each other.
“W-wait!” Ryuji fought with himself to push her off, Queen could be very strong
and forceful when she wanted, and each time her pussy ground against his dick
was a moment of eternal pleasure but sparked a ton of dread, “Gotta… get…” he
struggled to grab the package out of his pocket, making sure he had it as each
movement of her hips and inner thighs was torture, “Got it!”
Makoto managed to open her eyes, seeing through her haze long enough to see
what he had in hand. Of course, it was another condom, the dumb boy grinning
like a champion as he held it out. She just looked at him, knowing better then
to roll her eyes since he was right, being responsible and all, but her sex-
driven mind was just currently annoyed at the lack of pleasure, “How do you
always have one of those?”
“Hey, when I’ve got a hot babe after me, best to be prepared,” he chuckled,
taking the prophylactic out of the wrapper, pushing her back a bit and put it
on.
Again, she had a strange fixation to watch him do it.
Which Skull knew all about, he liked having those red eyes on his man meat,
taking the chance to put himself in one hand and stroke it long and hard once,
twice, just to get a rise out of her. It was a fun game.
Queen just pushed him down into the bed, claiming his lips, and his member in
her hand, stroking him through the plastic as she riled herself back up again.
Skull just chuckled, liking the forceful way she could get when disrupted,
“Hey, Queen,” he whispered against her lips, dark brown eyes looking straight
into hers, imagining their masks on, “How ‘bout you ride me like Johanna?”
Surprisingly that got a brow raised, and a wicked smirk from the girl on top,
“Is that a request?”
“Just a suggestion, My Queen,” he gave that cocky smirk, sliding his hands down
her form, landing on her hips and pushing down, causing both of them to groan
as he entered her.
There was a deep sigh above him, her hands gripping his shoulders, and her
knees tucking into his sides, “If… if you insist, Skull…”
The blonde growled at that. She never really called him that, but it sounded
just so sexy. Keeping his strong grip on her hips he moved her, hopping it
wasn’t too soon, but eager to try this out.
He learned fairly quickly that he had very little control in this position… it
was hot.
Makoto’s body was sprawled out across his, supporting herself on his shoulders
and raised enough both could feel her breasts brush against his chest each time
she ground into him. Up, down, forward and back, she moved in a way that felt
right, ironically just like how she rode her motorcycle-persona.
It got to a point she had to throw her head back, finding that good angle and
speed, hitting the nub in front right at the base of his cock. It felt good,
too good.
Ryuji felt her body tense, her motions become erratic and start to shudder, and
when she stopped he couldn’t handle it. He grabbed her hips and pushed down
while thrusting up, keeping her going when clearly she couldn’t anymore.
That caused her to curl her back and scream to the ceiling as her lower lips
tightened all around him. God it felt so good, for both of them.
The blonde just growled, spurred on by the look of her cuming above him,
breasts bouncing, sweat forming on her body as she moaned louder than before.
Soon after she collapsed on top of him and Ryuji just held her close, feeling
her hips moving again, as he pushed forward, seeking his own release. He held
her back, kissed her shoulder, pushed his knees up to get some better leverage
as he kept going inside her.
Her breathing picked up again, pushing in his ear hot and desperate pants,
slowly evolving into moans again, and he pushed further. Makoto eventually had
to push up, support herself with her hands on either side of the blonde’s head,
not even caring as her breasts were in his face bouncing back and forth with
their motion.
It mattered when he managed to catch one with his mouth, sucking on her nipple,
causing her arms to buckle and nearly fall on him.
It didn’t matter, the slip, both were moaning, grunting and close to cuming,
again for her and Ryuji just kissed her, swallowing all her sexy sounds as he
grunted back, giving one, two, three more good thrusts before his balls pulled
up tight and he could feel himself explode.
She squeezed all around him and the world just went white.
This time he came too panting, hearing her softer ones at his ear and found
himself laughing, “That was… fun… thanks for the ride…”
“You’re welcome…” Makoto took in a deep breath, enjoying the feel of being
completely drained on top of him. This was a much more physically active
position for her, it was nice.
“Heh,” Ryuji smiled, dopey and half conscious, “Are you gonna leave again?”
She shook her head, not responding otherwise.
“Cool…” he sighed, “I’mma… I’mma pass out now… then take a shower…”
That got a chuckle out of the woman on top of him but both were too tired to do
anything else.
-----
By the time Ryuji left her room, they had tried a few more things, failed at
shower sex to the point neither wanted to talk about it, and actually wound up
watching some dumb American tv neither could understand. They ended up
switching to the Japanese channel which was playing an anime rerun just because
it didn’t require subtitles. And may have had some more fun instead of really
watching it.
“Hey, thanks,” Makoto managed to tell him before he went out the door, “F-for
the gifts…”
He just gave that cheeky smile, “Yea, no prob, figured girls like chocolate
right?”
Red eyes rolled as she pulled out something from behind her back, “Here.”
“Hmm?” Ryuji looked at what she was offering him, it was a necklace with one of
those weird faced wood carvings, “What’s this?”
“It-it’s just, a silly thing I saw in the gift shop, figured it’d make a good
souvenir.” She wasn’t looking at him. It still surprised him that an hour ago
she could be giving him sexy orders and now she could barely look at him giving
a gift.
-So cute!- he just smiled, taking the thing before she could take it back and
tossing it over his head, “Thanks Mako-chan, I’ll treasure it!” he was being
serious.
Not that she took it that way. Crossing her arms and looking away with a blush
she managed to stutter out, “It-it’s just a souvenir, since you gave me all
that,” she nudged her shoulder in the direction of the chocolate covered
macadamias and hibiscus flour.
Without warning Ryuji kissed her cheek, smirking at the wide eyed look she gave
him, “Hey, thanks.”
Stumped she just blinked, “Yes, of course.”
And like that he was gone, and Makoto was still blushing, all the way up until
they boarded their plane back to Japan and she noticed he was still wearing the
Tiki Necklace she gave him.
***** Rank 6 *****
9/18 – Rank 6
R: Need to hit something
R: Heading to Mementos
R: Could use a ride?
Makoto stared at her phone chewing her lip.
On the one hand she wanted to go beat up shadows as much as Ryuji… and maybe a
few other things to help get her mind off the culminated BULLSHIT that had been
the past week. On the other hand, most of said bullshit was Ryuji’s fault.
If he hadn’t been acting like such an ass they might have gone to Mementos
earlier together and caught that stupid cat in the act before all this. If they
had then that stupid cat would have probably caught them and then they’d have
had to explain why they were in Mementos together… fighting shadows. And
nothing else.
She really wanted to be mad at Ryuji but the truth was she was more pissed off
at that stupid big mouthed cat then him. Ryuji had been right to be pissed at
the cat, always saying stupid stuff and mouthing off about how important he was
when really he did next to nothing.
Ryuji had just been the one to say it out loud, but surely she hadn’t been the
only one silently nodding along.
Then the big fuss he pulled, well both of them, all for it to turn into such a
useless mess.
Makoto was so over it, all of it. they’d had a simple plan to get into
Okumura’s place and get his heart, but noooooo… stupid boy-cat drama had to
side track them.
The only good thing to come out of the entire, useless, ordeal was that Haru
had joined their team and thanks to her being Okumura’s daughter they basically
had unlimited access to his palace…
Not that they were investigating it or anything, their Leader’s social life
seemed to only be capable of handling one crisis at a time so the venture to
steal Okumura’s heart was on hold for a short bit.
Particularly thanks to a certain cat fiasco.
She wanted to bitch out Ryuji face-to-face, have another fight with him when he
pulled this bullshit a week ago… but now? Honestly she agreed with him and now
just wanted to hit things out of frustration.
His text couldn’t have come at a more perfect time, she was in the mood to hit
something too.
-----
Ryuji was stooped by the opening to Shibuya station when she arrived, bag of
energy drinks in hand and a capricious look on his face.
The blonde held out his hand, “Now just wait, before you lay in on me,” he
stood, putting his hands in his pockets as he slouched looking down, “Just
wanted to say I’m sorry for all this bullshit, alright, I know I eff’ed up,
okay, don’t gotta pull any of that psycho babble on me, alright…”
The brunette just crossed her arms, raising a brow, “Please, do continue…”
there was a little wave of her top hand and maybe a tiny smirk rising on her
face.
Dark brown eyes glared, “Tch, I’m tryin’ to be sincere here!” he growled,
looking away again while scratching his head, “No, damnit, that’s not… I’m not
trying to yell at you, I know you’ve been working extra hard cause this
bullshit between me an’ Mona…”
“Mmhmm,” she gave a curt nod, waiting to hear the rest.
“And, like I said, I was being an ass…” his fist was visibly gripped in his
jacket, “I just wanted to say I was sorry, and… and… tch,” he clicked his
tongue while shaking his head, “Can we just go beat up some shadows, I need the
break…”
“For what it’s worth,” Makoto said while pulling out her phone and pressing the
Nav, smirking up at him as the world went red the mask of Queen adorned her
face, “I wanted to punt that little jerk for that stunt he pulled too,” she may
have sashayed a bit as she walked down the steps into Mementos, conscious of
his eyes on her.
A huge grin spread on Skull’s face as he punched his fist into his hand, “Hell
yea! Little fucker trying to be some big shot when he can’t do jack without the
rest of us,” which he stopped once Queen looked back at him over her shoulder
with a tight red eyed glare, “Or ya know, I can shut up cause I already caused
enough problems and not mention the little prick…”
“That’s a good boy,” she continued down the steps with a mild smirk, “I might
just reward you for that piece of quiet…”
“Yes Ma’am,” he quickly nodded, not caring she couldn’t see, and without a word
grabbed his bat and trotted over to her persona-bike once she had it summoned,
hopping on back and gripping her tightly, “Ready, my Queen.”
That smirk picked up higher on her lips, “You’re such a jerk.”
He hugged her tighter, “Ya love me for it~”
Queen just shook her head, planning how she was going to have him make this all
up to her later tonight.
Ryuji gripped her tightly, gaining her attention as he molded his body to her
back and whispered into her ear just as she was revving her persona-bike,
“Seriously though Makoto, thanks.”
“Jerk,” she just shook her head and pulled a wheelie with her bike, sending
them off into the dark tunnels of Mementos.
-----
Skull hit the shadow with his bat again, and again, and again.
Queen watched him with her arms crossed as she leaned on her Persona-bike.
He’d been doing that for the past three minutes, the thing was already
dissolving, it was already dead.
She didn’t stop him. She knew first hand just how cathartic it was to just hit
something again, and again, and again.
He finally stopped when he needed to catch his breath, leaning over on his
propped bat and panting hard.
“Done?” was her quick retort.
Through batted breathe he responded, “Why’d… you let me… do it?”
The road warrior just shrugged a spiked shoulder, “You know better than anyone
I’m not exactly the best under pressure…”
“Heh… hehehe…” that got him laughing a bit, a small smile below his skull mask,
“Yea… yea you like to hit things when you think it’s the end of the world,” he
finally stood up straight, lulling his head to look at her, looking both worn
out and satisfied, “Gotta do something stupid when everything’s at stake,
right?”
Another mild shrug, red eyes boring into the blonde.
He rolled his head to look at the ceiling when she didn’t say anything, just
staring for a long time with blank eyes, “It’s exhausting…” he could feel those
red eyes on him, begging a question neither really knew how to word, “I mean…
this… all of this…” the roof of Mementos was starting to look like a ribcage,
like they were in the bowels of something once living the deeper they went.
Just the two of them couldn’t go as far as the whole team, but even then they
were pretty far down if he could see the bones of this big ass monster, “I try
to keep it all in but I can’t, you know that, they know that, everyone does… I
can’t help it, just apart of who I am… and this… this bullshit this past week…”
that blonde head lulled to look at her again, “I fucked up…”
Queen finally pushed off her bike, Johanna disappearing as contact was lost and
the leather clad Phantom Thief took several steps towards the boy, head tilted
down until the last moment where she looked at him with crimson eyes directly…
Then hit him in the chest.
Skull flinched back, it hurt but there wasn’t a whole lot of force behind it,
he knew how hard she could really punch. This was just a love tap in
comparison.
Those crimson serious eyes were still on him as he caught his breath, “I don’t
care how annoying a teammate is, don’t pull this kind of bullshit again,
understood?”
With a devilish smirk the blonde rubbed his sore chest, “Crystal clear, my
Queen…”
A smirked picked at the edges of her lips at her moniker, “Just remember that,”
she turned heel, raising one hand to remove her mask, “I put up with a lot for
you guys, but you know me in a way the others don’t…” when she ripped off her
mask she looked at him seriously with an uncovered face and there was a strange
amount of sympathy Skull could see there, “So I understand needing to run out
at midnight to hit a bunch of mythological creatures… just don’t be stupid
about it, alright?”
“Never,” Skull’s smirk became more genuine, “I might piss you off every other
day, but there ain’t no damn way I’d come into a place like this without my
back up,” that devilish grin showed fangs, “Without my Queen.”
“As long as you understand,” she mounted up her bike, revving its mysterious
engine, “Now get on, we’ve got some ground to cover…”
“Heh, what, no break?” he put the bat on his shoulder as he casually walked up
to her, smirking all the while.
“Are you still pissed off?” she responded with narrow eyes.
He snorted, “Tch, fuck yea, still want to kick the little bastard…”
She revved her Persona again, “Then we’ve got more shadows to hunt down and
pulverize, so get on.”
Immediately Skull did as commanded, grabbing Queen around the waist and leaning
in, both comfortable with the lack of distance between them, “So, we having any
fun later?”
“We’ll see,” Queen smirked viciously, taking off, “I want to see how worn out I
can get you…”
“Oh yea?” Skull’s grin grew along with his grip, “Sounds like a challenge, My
Queen,” he nuzzled in close behind her as they passed a shadow she casually ran
over, “I’ll try not to disappoint…”
“You better not,” she spun the bike, pulling another maneuver hitting another
shadow, the ones here were still pretty low so most died in only a hit or two.
Skull’s free hand wondered, moving to cup a leather clad mound on Queen’s
chest, “I think I have a better way to burn off all this angry energy…”
“Oh you will,” her voice carried despite the wind, something about it sinister,
“You’re going to pay for all this week, but first you’re going to burn off all
that aggression on the shadows, understood?”
“Yes Ma’am,” he squeezed her breast, both thankful and disappointed he barely
got a reaction out of her.
“Now let’s finish up here, I’ve got plans for how you’re going to pay me back
for the headache you caused,” Makoto popped a wheelie with Johanna as they
managed to hop a station down to the next floor. She was going to make him pay,
but first she was going to wear him out fighting shadows until he could barely
move… then she was going to REALLY have some fun with him. –You owe me-
“Anything for My Queen,” he kissed the back of her neck. He’d do whatever it
took to get back on her good side. He screwed up after all, gotta pay back to
the Queen.
It was barely half an hour later and Queen was dragging the boy to their
favorite Love Hotel. He was going to pay her back, one way or another.
***** Rank 7 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
9/21 – Rank 7
M: Headed to Mementos
M: We can study later if you want?
Now, normally, the idea of ‘studying’ (their latest code word for sexy-kinky-
fun-times) with Makoto would have Ryuji up and running after her ASAP and
damning the shadows for wasting his time. Hell, he was even a good guy and was
prepared with two condoms in his wallet he snagged from last time a few days
ago.
The problem was he was pissed off.
Earlier he had been passing by the dinner looking to catch a break from his jog
and caught sight of the two of them. Not just hanging out or anything, no, NO!!
He could have dealt with it if Makoto and their Leader, his bro, his buddy, his
partner in crime, had just been hanging out…. BUT NO!!
They’d been on a date!
Not just any date, a FUCKING DOUBLE DATE!!
With that Eiko bitch that had been hassling Makoto about her sleazy boyfriend!!
“’Effin’ sonvab-ARGH!!” he kicked his shoes, realizing that just made it harder
for him to put them on. It was irritating.
He didn’t know what it was, the moment he saw them all together… no, no, NO!!
He couldn’t just rationalize it, like, they were hanging out or something… or
maybe they met up while she was hanging with her friend and her sleazy-ass
boyfriend! But NO!! He had heard… HE HEARD!! That Eiko chick call his buddy
‘Makoto’s Boyfriend’.
And that pissed him off.
-How long they been together? How long they been dating!-
“THE FUCK DIDN’T SHE TELL ME!!” he shouted at the rain, punching a traffic sign
and hating himself for hurting his hand. Now he really needed to see Makoto to
have her fix it else he’d be screwed cause his mom would be pissed he got
himself hurt again. “Damnit…”
The bigger question, aside from the obvious lack of trust from the WOMAN HE WAS
SLEEPING WITH!! Was why the hell she didn’t tell him?
Hell he didn’t even know she LIKED their leader!!
Of course it made sense… dude… dude was like the master of suave and debonair
and all those stupid sounding foreign words chicks threw out about bishi dudes.
So totally not him.
Ryuji frowned, kicking a rock.
“Why didn’t she tell me…”
Then he remembered her text. ‘Study’ was their code word… how could she ask
him, hell even tease or offer him herself if she belonged to some other dude.
“Man, it’s my bro too…” Ryuji just sighed, not understanding why she’d do
something like this… even more so why it bothered him so much.
He shoved his hands in his jacket pockets, even if it hurt, and trotted through
the rain. Not even bothering with his hoodie, it felt good to just get poured
on he supposed. He was getting screwed right? This was getting screwed right?!
From his bro, from the woman he was kinda, sorta, maybe with?
“The fuck, man?” he looked up at the sky, “Argh!” cursing himself as a couple
raindrops went straight into his eyes and burned for a good couple of seconds,
forcing him to stand there, getting even more soaked.
What was he supposed to do? Supposed to think?
If Makoto was really with their leader, then she shouldn’t be hanging out with
him… shouldn’t be sending him suggestive texts… shouldn’t… shouldn’t be doing a
lot of things… and OH MAN!! FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!
He knew what she looked like naked.
If his bro and her ever go hitched he’d have to jab his eyes out or something
cause no way was he gonna be THAT GUY that knew what the bride looked like
naked. No way. Not him! He was NOT a home wreaker!!
“Fuuuuuuuck,” he half sighed, half whined, to himself, pushing at his eyes and
swore it was the rain that made them wet and nothing else.
He had to get to the train station. Had to talk to her at the very least,
right? That’s… that’s how this stuff was supposed to work? It was like one of
those things shitty adults said they did but never really did? Talk shit out?
Find out the truth and all that…
He took a deep breath and calmed his mind. In. out. Breathe. –Just like
running, focus on your breathing man…-
He could do this, he could be sane enough for at least the time it took to ask
her.
Then…
Then if it was all true, he’d end it.
Square, right there, no strings attached, they say nothing more and bam! Done.
They didn’t sleep with each other, they didn’t hunt shadows together, all of
it, boom! Gone.
He’d do that for them.
For them.
Cause it was the right thing to do.
Not that he fucking wanted to!!
Ryuji took off in a sprint, running helped get things out of his head and it
got him to Makoto faster…
… and faster meant the sooner he knew and the sooner he could say goodbye.
-----
Makoto happened to be leaning against the entrance to Mementos (Shibuya
Station) waiting for Ryuji and nervously cracking her knuckles every few
minutes.
She really wanted to hit something, really, really hard… particularly a certain
sleazy creep’s face.
Not even an hour after that fake double date and the creep was already texting
her, acting like they were ‘friends’ when it was clear he was trying to get
more out of it than that.
Her gut dropped as she heard another ping! Signally another text from that
creep. GODDAMN COULD SHE GET A BREAK!!
She cracked her knuckles again out of spite, imagining her fist going through
his face and reveling the idea of doing the same to a few shadows.
-I wonder where Ryuji is?- normally he sent some kind of sultry response to her
taunts, maybe a few of his own… maybe a picture that had her blushing as it was
more than likely NOT SAFE FOR PUBLIC SPACES! But so far she’d gotten nothing,
and he seemed to be running a bit late?
-Is he not coming?- she checked her phone for the time, and maybe count the
minutes from her text to him to now. It was better than cracking her knuckles
again, people might start giving her looks for the oddly threatening behavior.
Plus it reminded her she needed to send at least a ‘thank you’ text to their
Leader for being a kind and willing participant in her stake out earlier. Poor
guy, he must have already had a girlfriend by now and she was dragging him off
to play her partner trying to catch some scumbag. If she knew who the woman was
she’d send her an apology card or something for borrowing her boyfriend, but
sadly their Leader was quite tightlipped about the identity of his paramour.
It made Makoto sigh. –Must be nice to have a secret romance like that…-
Immediately a picture of Ryuji in a distinct lack of clothing on a bed giving
her a cocky grin popped into her head.
It was such a sudden mental image Makoto fumbled in place and nearly dropped
her phone as a bright blush crept up her face. –The hell?!-
Sure… she… liked… in a physical sense, Ryuji. They were ‘friends with
benefits’… really nice sexy benefits… but there was nothing more to it than
that! Just a fling! A fun ride for her while the world was ending and by the
time this was all over they’d both just move on! Right!
Right?
This happened to be the moment Ryuji showed up, seeing Makoto staring off at
nothing with a dreamy look on her face, blushing cutely, and when he looked
down holding her phone weird, so the screen was facing out and he could see a
garbled message to his bro, their Leader.
It brought a frown to the blonde’s face but before he did anything stupid he
brought out his own phone, hitting the Nav and the world around them melted
into shades of red.
That was enough to snap Makoto out of her funk, realizing the world had shifted
to the Metaverse and she was sporting the look of Queen once again. Just a bit
behind her was Skull, looking somewhat pissed off about something, “Skull?”
A yellow glove was held out as the boy was biting his lip, taking in deep
breaths through his nose with his eyes closed and clearly trying to get
something out. When those dark eyes faced Queen they were on fire, demanding
her attention and something else, “I just got one thing to ask, Queen, how
long?”
The way he said her moniker, usually something of an enticing tease between
them, hurt this time. It was cold, forced, pushing her away and surprised her
along with his sudden hostility. “Skull? What do you mean ‘how long’?”
“I SAID ‘HOW LONG’?!” he threw his phone on the ground, pissed off and angry,
the screen broke and it went flying off in one direction. Both of them were
stunned for a moment from the following silence of the action before it caught
up to Ryuji what he just did, “SHIT!!” and out of reflex he crouched down,
holding his head and tried to continue being pissed off.
Makoto’s brunette head was tilting just staring at him, confused by what was
going on. Her first instinct was to grab his phone, it had landed not far from
her and when she swiped the cracked screen she was surprised to find it still
worked, mostly, even more so that Ryuji didn’t have any passcode protection on
his phone. –Honestly, some Phantom Thief…- her mind immediately stopped when
she realized his background was a picture of her sleeping.
Immediately any visible skin under Queen’s mask was bright red.
It wasn’t like it was a tasteless picture, it was actually somewhat tactful,
but it was obvious this one picture had been taken after one of their forays at
the Love Hotel and she’d passed out. It was both cute and creepy.
And somewhat terrifying as she realized literally ANYONE could find this
picture if they simply grabbed his phone. Burning red eyes glared at the boy
and vowed to get him to password protect his damn phone!
That’s when she saw him crouched on the ground, head in his hands and angry at
himself, the world, her? She wasn’t quite sure.
-He looks so small…- like he needed help with something and it just wasn’t
coming to him.
Turning off his phone she sighed, not sure if she should approach or not,
“Ryuji…” she spoke softly, making sure she had his attention, “What do you mean
‘How long?’ what are you asking me, specifically? You know I’d be happy to tell
you…” she had to stop herself from adding ‘anything’ at the end.
“How long ya been going out with our Leader?” he sniffled, raising his head
enough to wipe his nose on his arm and kept his gaze at the ground, “Don’t try
to deny it or anything, I saw you guys at the diner, having a double-date with
that Eiko chick that’s your friend and her sleazy boyfriend…” when he finally
looked at her to glare it resulted in more of a childish pout, “When were you
gonna tell me? Huh?!”
“Ryuji it’s not what you think,” Queen’s spiked shoulders slumped. Of course
this was already biting her in the ass! And here she was worried about their
Leader’s mysterious girlfriend… she never really thought about Ryuji finding
out about her feint. –Why’s he so upset?-
“I SAID DON’T DENY IT!!” he shot up again, proving just how much taller he was
by looking down at her with Skull’s imposing form. But the second she looked
into those dark brown eyes she could see a kind of hurt, “I saw you two, heard
what that Eiko chick said, ‘Mako-chan’s hot boyfriend’ huh?” he grabbed her
upper arms, avoiding the spikes, but she could feel his hands shaking as they
tried to hold on, “When were you gonna tell me?! When were we gonna end this!!
WHEN?!”
Red eyes blinked, too shocked by his demands and realizing she hurt him. She
hurt him. HER! The prim and proper on the outside Class President that had
secret tête-à-têtes with this boy in a very adult way had somehow managed to
hurt him by pursuing her own means in a personal matter. –I’d only asked our
Leader because he already knew… I never even thought about if it would hurt
anyone on my side…- she looked at Ryuji, trying to remain fierce and angry but
looking so hurt and sad instead… how had she hurt him so much?
“Ryuji,” she started low, remaining calm despite the situation, “When I said
‘its not what you think’ I mean it,” red eyes rose, showing a fierceness that
demanded he pay attention behind Queen’s mask, “He and I are NOT dating…”
swiftly a hand came up and halted Skull’s obvious question, “I mean it, we were
there as part of a stake out, think of it as undercover, we were pretending to
be dating since it was the only way Eiko would let me meet this sleazy
boyfriend of hers…”
When she finally removed her hand from Skull’s lips he finally let go of her
arms, staring at her funny, “So… you guys aren’t dating.”
“No!” Queen glared, “I’m fairly certain he already has a girlfriend but I’ve
yet to identify her…” the leather clad biker crossed her arms, looking
imposing, “Apparently he’s very secretive about his private affairs outside the
Phantom Thieves, though there are only a few reasons I can imagine that could
make it worse than being a Phantom Thief, let alone the leader…”
“L-like…?” it was clear Ryuji was only asking to keep the conversation going,
probably still trying to process what she’d told him.
“Well, for one, she’s probably older…” Queen indulged his false curiosity,
allowing him the time to come to terms with whatever conclusions he had come to
thanks to thinking she and their Leader were dating. –Which is ludicrous!-
“Which even then doesn’t seem like enough, so we probably know her and they
want to keep things under wraps…” she shrugged, throwing out the last thing she
honestly thought, “Worst case, it’s probably a faculty member which would be
ridiculous…” red eyes blinked as a few rumors she’d heard floated in her mind
about his homeroom teacher, “… and scandalous?” suddenly she wasn’t so sure it
was entirely impossible. –No way?!-
Then again who was she to judge, she was 18 and met with an underclassmen at
Love-Hotels for non-wholesome things after they spent the evening beating up
shadows.
Makoto face palmed. –This is my life now…- if it wasn’t one horrendously
illegal thing it was another.
“S-sorry…” Ryuji spoke softly, looking at the ground, drawing Queen’s attention
from her disturbing thoughts, “I thought…” he scratched the back of his head
embarrassed, “I saw you guys, heard your friend… I dunno what came over me, I
just got so pissed like you lied to me, used me behind my best friend’s back…
so, I’m sorry.”
Queen looked at him with her arms crossed, before giving a deep sigh, “I’m
sorry too, for not telling you,” she shook her head, “But to be honest, it was
a somewhat spur of the moment decision,” she dropped one arm, holding the other
and looking at the ground when he looked up at her, “See, when I caught Eiko in
the Red Light District before, before we were friends, she assumed he and I
were dating, so it just made sense to keep that up…” red eyes looked at the
boy, “I’m sorry as well, for not thinking ahead, I just wanted to get to the
bottom of this. He’s been helping me out with some other things, nothing like
what we do, heh…” that actually made her smile, like a bad joke between them,
making light of their nocturnal activities, “But… well, I didn’t think you’d
care that much… we’re just… you know… special friends…?” at this point she was
looking away, embarrassed and not sure what she was saying.
Ryuji just stared at Makoto, something felt heavy in his gut, like he’d been
punched or swallowed a big stone. It hurt, but she was right, right? They
weren’t anything more than fuck-buddies. Just… two friends… having fun… right?
“C’mon,” she gave a fake smile, holding up her hands and cracking her knuckles,
“Let’s get this over with? I still want to hit something after dealing with
that slimy bastard!” that’s really all she needed right now, back up in
Mementos as she beat up lesser shadows. That was all.
“Heh, yea…” Ryuji gave just as fake and forced a smile, trying to not think
about the things this all brought up in his head. This was just an easy
relationship, they fought shadows and had sex afterwards. It was simple,
platonic in a way, nothing more…
So why’d it hurt so much when he thought she was with someone else?
Makoto thought similarly as she summoned Johanna and climbed on, wondering why
Ryuji was so upset by the idea of her dating someone else, it wasn’t like they
were a real thing. –And besides, he’s always out chasing other women…- it still
stung, every time she thought about him looking at other girls, at Ann, those
women in Hawaii… maybe there was just something wrong with her and she was
missing the obvious.
He climbed on behind her, patting her arm, “C’mon, Queen, let’s get those
squishy bastards!!”
At least that was the same, at least that was normal. She could deal with that.
“Right.”
They left that night going their separate ways from Mementos, both having too
many thoughts weighing on their minds to even notice they’d missed a crucial
step in their not-relationship.
Chapter End Notes
     My bad for forgetting to update this, life and holidays mess up all
     schedules~
***** Night Chat *****
9/24 – Night Chat
M: You want to chat?
R: Can we talk?
Red eyes blinked as she stared at her phone, literally getting a ping from
Ryuji as soon as she sent her own worried message.
Things had been going… weird, for her with their Leader. Sure, he had been
helping her out but it felt unnaturally quick. She hadn’t really hung out with
him since July… since before she and Ryuji had had that fight and they started…
sleeping together.
It still made her blush thinking about it. How stupid could she have been… not
that it was really that bad they were pretty good together and…
She quickly shook her head, sending him a text back. She just wanted to talk
tonight, she doubted she could get away from her older sister tonight to really
go out with him… to hunt shadows!
M: that’s actually what I wanted to talk to you about…
M: talking I mean!
She wanted to hit her head on her desk.
The last they’d seen each other, as in just the two of them, not in a group or
at school, was three days ago… when he was pissed off for seeing her hanging
out on a fake-date with their Leader and she’d had to rebuke him.
They hadn’t had sex that night… and that actually bothered her.
By this point she was biting her thumb, trying to calm down and make sense of
the crazy things going on in her head.
Her and Ryuji hadn’t slept together and she was feeling like an addict missing
her fix. She’d spent a night with him beating shadows like they used to but
something felt off. Everything felt off!!
They had established a pattern and she’d apparently come to expect it! –Please
tell me I’m not a sex-addict now?- she doubted it, it wasn’t like she got those
thoughts about anyone other than Ryuji. Well, now… sort of… maybe?
If she was being honest with herself she was starting to feel a tug towards
their Leader, probably because they had been hanging out with each other
practically every day trying to solve this problem with Eiko’s boyfriend and it
was driving her up the wall!! Not to mention that sleazy scumbag leaving her
increasingly derogatory texts in emoji-speak that she really didn’t want to
bother putting forth the effort to translate.
She needed an escape and the first person she honestly thought of was Ryuji…
just, Ryuji.
Not for sex, not for venting her stress by beating up shadows… just… talking
with him. That’s all she needed right now.
Her phone rang and it honestly surprised her as she was so lost in her thoughts
she nearly forgot what started it all. At first she thought it might be that
jackass again trying to call her but it wasn’t her flagged ringtone for him and
it wasn’t the one she’d put on for their Leader.
It was just a regular basic ringtone for a number she hadn’t even thought to
personalize at this point.
Ryuji Sakamoto
Red eyes blinked and she immediately picked it up, panicking she might have
taken too long, “H-Hi… H-how are you?”
“Hey, you said you wanted to talk!” he sounded like he was smiling, “Figured
this was quicker…”
“Y-yea…” she pushed a hand through her hair nervously, “Just hadn’t expected a
call so suddenly…”
“You were expecting a text weren’t you~” that cheeky voice, she could see him
grinning.
“I honestly didn’t know if your phone could still call…” she said flatly,
reminding him that he broke it the last time they’d met up, “By the way have
you password protected your phone?”
“Tch, why? Not like anyone’s gonna look at my phone… er, wait, did you look at
my phone?!” it seem he finally realized its vulnerabilities that he should have
when she handed it back to him three days ago.
A brunette brow twitched on Makoto’s forehead, she could lie… but that would
probably result in something similar to last time, and really she saw no point,
“It’s not a terrible picture to be honest, but I’d rather it not be so easily
accessible…”
There was a deep sigh on the other end, “Fiiiiiiiine… you got a point… don’t
want anyone else checking out the hot girl I got as my background~”she could
hear the wink, the jerk.
It did not make her blush, she swore it didn’t, “Good, now that that’s
settled…” she coughed, clearing her throat, “What did you want to talk about?”
“Me?” he sounded surprised, “You’re the one that wanted to talk-talk!”
“I-!!” abruptly Makoto bit her lip, he was right, damnit, “Fine… I just… it’s
just… a lot’s going on, alright and I just… wanted…” her voice trailed as heat
flared on her cheeks and she didn’t want to admit she just wanted to talk to
him.
“Just wanted to hear my sexy voice?” he was definitely wagging his dirty little
eyebrow at her through the phone, “I know you can’t help but get more of me!”
The edge of her lips picked up, “Maybe,” Makoto leaned back on her bed, pushing
her books she had been studying aside and just tried to relax, “Like I said,
just been a lot going on lately… figured I could use the distraction.”
“And not your usual one?” he laughed, maybe he was relaxing too, “Normally when
you’re stressed I get midnight texts to go out at night and beat up monsters in
another dimensions… then ya know, kinky fun times with my favorite girl~”
she had to put her hand over her mouth, both to hide the blush and stop herself
from laughing too hard, “You can’t be serious, I know your type…”
“I dunno,” his voice sounded oddly serious if aloof, “I try to think about
those babes in Hawaii… all I come up with is My Queen in her sexy leather
outfit!”
Makoto shook her head, “I don’t know what’s worse, that I’ve apparently made it
to the top of your masturbatory list, or that I’m not one hundred percent
insulted by that…”
“Hehe, well what about you?” the question was sudden,“What kind of guys do you
think about?”
Red immediately rushed to her face as she took a second to bite down on her lip
as if he could see her, “That’s…” she really had no response. This wasn’t
exactly the line of questioning she had expected to get into while wanting to
talk with him… but at the same time it was comforting they were back to being
open with each other. She decided to huff, “That’s my business and you’re never
going to find out.”
“Ouch!” it sounded genuine, but there was something tacit underneath, “I see
how it is, I admit the truth to you and you hold out on me… man you can be cold
sometimes, class Prez.”
Makoto frowned, she meant to tease not piss him off, “That’s…” she sighed,
“Sorry… bad joke.”
He was quiet on the other end for a second, then gave a short laugh, “Still not
gonna tell me huh?” the jerk was smiling, she could hear it.
The brunette shook her head, how could she fall for something so obvious,
“Jerk,” a hand rose to rub between her brows, “You’re just going to keep asking
until I tell you something?”
“Nah… well, I mean, it’d be nice for you to feed my ego and tell me you think
of me while touching yourself…” Ryuji may or may not have winked at the air,
half smirking at his own crassness, “Like maybe now?”
Red eyes rolled, “You’re so vulgar,” though… that was a thought.
“Heh, you love me for it…”
There was a deep sigh as Makoto sunk further into her pillow, unable to get rid
of the small smile he brought about, “Jerk.”
“Hehe, you said that already…” there was a shift as he moved about, “So hey,
how’s that thing you’re doing with our Leader? That jerk still bugging you?”
there was a pause as he swallowed a growl, his voice coming out a bit lower
neck, “Do I gotta show a sleazy asswipe the friendly side of my bat?”
Makoto shook her head, “My hero,” rolling her eyes as he laughed on the other
side, “I’ll handle it when the time comes,” she released a breath she hadn’t
realized she was holding, glad he brought the topic up… the other was getting a
little… distracting, “But… to be honest that was why I wanted to talk… just
to…”
“Hear my sexy voice~” his voice sounded a bit more sincere this time.
“Jerk,” Makoto shook her head despite the small smile on her lips, “You said
that already and… well, I guess, just to have something different.” A pale hand
went through her hair, “Its either that sleaze ball or our Leader… I mean he’s
a good guy and all… but really, I just want a break from all this to think… or
not…” she sunk lower into her pillow, “Just different.”
“Well I try, but you didn’t want to have a sexy talk,” it sounded like he was
winking at his phone, definitely, “Might be toobusy, eh? Need a good
distraction, hehe…”
“Pervert,” her smile grew, “Thanks, for the distraction…” she checked her phone
for the time, ignoring the texts that had piled up, “I think it’s about time to
go to bed…”
“I’m already in, but hey, if you wanna tuck me in…” the innuendo was obvious
and she could practically see his eyebrows wiggling.
“Such a pervert,” she had to bring a hand up to cover up her slight laugh, he
just kept trying, “Thanks, Ryuji, for the distraction…”
“Anytime, you know that right?”
“I do now,” she smiled at his sincerity, “Night.”
“Goodnight my Queen,” it sounded like he kissed the receiver, making her blush,
“Hope you have sexy dreams of me!”
“You wish,” she hung up before he could respond, smirking the whole time. Maybe
she would have sweet dreams of the boy, it’d actually help.
Red eyes just stared at her phone, feeling calmer then she had earlier.
“Goodnight you sweet jerk…” then turned off her light and slipped under her
sheets.
-----
“You wish,” and the connection died.
Ryuji stared at his phone, sighing to himself, “Yea, I do… my Queen.” He put
his phone down for a second and turned off his light, staring into the darkness
at his ceiling.
This lasted for all of a second before he grabbed his phone, putting in his new
password and opening up his home screen.
There was that sexy brunette beauty… the one he’d been missing all week.
He swiped his screens to one that showed the most of her and just stared for a
good long moment.
She’d been hanging with his best friend and their Leader all week, all stressed
by that slimy dick texting he was sure, and they hadn’t had time to hang out or
fix what happened before.
He missed her. Missed her bad.
Maybe he was addicted to her body, but it had to be more than that. He hadn’t
been lying when he said he kept thinking about her when he was turned on, but
it wasn’t just that. He just kept thinking about her period. Her looks, her
smile, her beautiful red eyes, even this dumb picture of her sleeping he found
himself staring at more often than not.
He knew what it was, he missed her, and he’d never missed anyone like this
before.
So he wanted to talk to her, call her up, say ‘hi’, joke a bit… just to have a
second of her time.
He joked about her loving his vulgar nature, but maybe he was the one that had
fallen for her.
His sexy Queen, the road warrior of the Phantom Thieves, their master tactician
and the only level headed person between them… until she got so stressed out
she needed to hit something, and even then she was cute to him.
He must have gone insane somewhere along the way, but right now he was okay
with that.
He’d been terrified of losing her when he thought she was dating his friend,
and this whole week had him a sulking wreak. All cause he missed her.
That sounded like all those sappy doujin love stories to him.
“Man, I’m such a punk…” he laughed at himself flatly, hitting the button to
turn off his phone.
Maybe he’d talk to her again tomorrow.
He hoped so.
***** Rank 8 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
9/27 – Rank 8
Makoto stared at her phone, debating about what to do.
It’d been two days since their last chat, and nearly a week since their last
‘ride’, longer than that since they’d gone out together in less than reputable
terms.
But that’s not what she was feeling like doing today, didn’t want to go hit
shadows, didn’t want to have useless physical sex with Ryuji, didn’t even just
want to talk…
She wanted to spend time with him, spend time with someone right now that so
far hadn’t ignored or rejected her, no matter what she’d done to him.
So she stared at her phone, wondering about the best way to call him.
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M: Hey
M: at Mementos
M: Meet me?
…
M: Just want to talk
Ryuji stared at his phone.
It had been two days since he called her and already he missed her voice. Been
nearly a week since they’d gone into Mementos together but that left such a bad
taste in their mouths they didn’t even stick around for round two. And that,
it’d been longer…
He missed her, so grabbed his coat and headed out, not even checking if his mom
was awake or not.
He’d had a lot on his mind since the last time they spoke face to face. The
late night chat was fun but he still felt like he was missing something from
it.
He wanted to be close to her, not just physically, not even naked or having
sex, just… to be near her, just the two of them.
He’d been debating with himself over what it meant. According to Doujin it
meant one thing, he’d fallen for her, and he wanted more than just physical
sex. But that didn’t make sense, he was Ryuji Sakamoto, the school fuck up, how
was he supposed to get a girl like Makoto, the Class President and over all on
a far better track in life then him. Hell, she probably knew what she was going
to be since she was a little kid while he still had no idea…
That was another thing, all of a sudden he wanted to know more about her. Sure,
he was probably the only guy alive that knew every inch of her beautifully
naked body, and while that was personal, he was realizing that wasn’t that
personal. There was still something missing, some connection he was trying to
scratch at but couldn’t quite grasp.
Then there was her, did Makoto even want a real relationship like that? What
they had was a simple casual fuck-buddy kind of deal… did she want more? Doujin
and Hentai told him girls always wanted more, but in this situation it seemed
like she was the one not caring, just using him and sex as a way to cope with
life.
It wasn’t bad, per say, but… there was just something missing.
When Ryuji got to the station he noticed their normal spot was empty, checking
his phone again she had said she was here and he didn’t doubt her, so he found
the nav and activated it. The world shifted to that blood red and thick air,
and he looked around again.
There she was, only this time standing in front of her was a bigass transformer
looking thing with a red mask with horns while the rest of it… looked vaguely
like Johanna… but different.
“Oi, Queen?” he called out as he walked up to her, not wanting to scare her
since she seemed kind of out of it, and both her and the red masked transformer
turned to him, something about its glowing eyes giving him chills.
There was a small smirk on Makoto’s face before she waved her hand, the
transformer bowed then morphed into a bike just like Johanna, but different,
with that prominent red horned mask in front, did a little circle and
disappeared.
“So, I see you made it…” her voice was low, like something was wrong.
Immediately Ryuji was on guard, walking up to her carefully, “Y-yea, got your
message,” his blonde head turned to stare at the spot apparently her persona
had been, “So, you got a new one, huh?”
“Yea, Anet,” Queen gave a light mirthless laugh, shaking her head, “She’s…
wildly, more blunt then Johanna was, a lot more aggressive, but there’s
something… comforting about her…”
Skull grinned, “Yea, felt kinda similar when I got Saiten Tensei, he was a lot
cooler then Cap’n Kidd, a lot more confident, but like he could really back it
up… with the Cap’n I always felt like something was off, like his power was a
big bluff, ya know?”
Queen crossed her arms, staring at the other leather clad Phantom Thief, “So
this kind of thing happened with you? The others?” when he nodded she sighed,
“Suppose I shouldn’t be surprised…”
A yellow glove pushed through short blonde hair and Ryuji looked her over, she
looked… kinda pissed off, but not in her normal all-out-attack fiery kind of
way, “Hey, you okay?” he reached out and held her arm, “I know when I was
talking with our Leader things got a bit tough, had this jerk teacher messing
with my old friends from the track team… and well,” he ran his free hand
through his hair again while looking at the ground, “I kinda… had the chance to
go back, be a star again, but dunno, just felt wrong at this point, ya know?”
he dropped both arms and looked to the sky, “Guess it was a lot to learn about
myself, why I got a new guy…”
Makoto stared at the boy with sympathy, before looking down at the ground
thinking, “I suppose you could say the same happened with me,” there was a
sigh, “I was trying to figure out what it was like to be a real teenager, heh,”
she gave a mirthless laugh, “Here, I’m already 18, an adult by societal
standards, and I never really got to try being a teenager,” she shook her head,
another sigh, “It was always work, work, work, study this, study that, do
everything I was told… then you guys came along and everything just sort of…
blew up,” red eyes darted to the boy, noticing him staring and being attentive,
it caused a small smile to pick at the edge of her lips, “I realized how little
I knew about being a kid, let alone an adult, and more so a teen, so… even
before we got together, I asked our Leader to help me out, to ‘teach’ me how to
be a normal teen…” she gave a small chuckle which Ryuji returned, “It was, kind
of stupid, to be honest…”
“Hey, don’t matter,” he rolled his head, rubbing the back of his neck, “I
probably would have been a worse choice,” he gave a depreciating laugh.
Makoto glared at that, it was wrong for the boy to be putting himself down so
much, “Don’t say that…”
When Ryuji turned his head back to her he gave a genuine smile, “Hey, I’m the
comedy relief guy, I’m here to screw up and be made fun of, s’all cool…”
Brunette brows furrowed as Makoto held herself tighter, “You’re more than
that…”
His smile grew, showing teeth but not in that feral way Skull’s smiles usually
were, “Hey, s’cool,” he waved his hand, “C’mon, tell me the rest, might help?”
A brunette brow quirked as she stared at him a moment, “See,” his smile made
her smile as well, he was right, she needed to tell someone, “So we did a few
things, went to the arcade…”
“Hahaha!” he smiled wide, laughing, “I would have loved to see that, Class Prez
playing at an arcade…”
Red eyes rolled but her smile didn’t diminish, “It was pretty funny,” she
released one hand to wave it, “But after that, I had this thing for Student
Council, or well a personal project to try and help some students falling
victim to crimes like Kaneshiro…”
The laughing stopped and the smile dropped, the blonde boy could be
surprisingly serious when the time called, “I take it that’s how you ran into
that Eiko chick?”
Makoto just nodded, “We became friends after that, she taught me a lot about
being a teenager too, but well…” she gave a deep sigh, “As you know about a
week ago I managed to further my investigation into her so called boyfriend,”
back were her arms crossed and she looked to be shaking, Ryuji put his hand on
her shoulder and it helped her calm somewhat, “It took all this week just to
gather enough evidence and still she didn’t want to believe me, clung to this
slimy jerk and I just…” she bit down hard, holding her arms tight.
“Hey, its okay, I’m sure it turned out alright, no need to worry…” Ryuji was
surprisingly close, his voice soft and calming.
But it wasn’t enough, red eyes opened and he realized she wasn’t shaking from
being sad or upset, she was angry, “That sonvabitch was stringing her along,
using her, and she wouldn’t listen to me, it was so… frustrating!” her hands
became fists and she looked away from him, “I ended up tricking both her and
that jerk, even slapped her when she didn’t listen to what was right in front
of her…”
“Hey, c’mon, you know you can’t force people to listen,” he squeezed her
shoulders, concerned for her. He’d seen her angry, but this felt different.
Since he was now in front of her, arms holding her shoulders on both sides,
Makoto looked up at his face for a moment before taking a step forward and
lowering her head to his chest, needing the close comfort for a moment, “It was
so stupid… but I think I understand now…”
Ryuji stared, his hands moving from her shoulders to hold her, if this was what
she needed he wouldn’t hesitate.
“Our Leader, he’s such a jerk,” she laughed into his chest, almost sounding
like she was holding back tears, “I think… after spending so much time with
him, I may have fallen for him a bit…”
Yellow gloves gripped her tighter, not to the point he was crushing her but
trying to reign his own emotions in. –Am I too late?-
Makoto probably felt his feelings somehow, as she leaned further into him,
undoing her arms to wrap around his waist, “it doesn’t matter, he’s a good guy,
but when I asked him about teaching me romance,” she leaned back enough to look
into Ryuji’s face, into his eyes, “he told me ‘You’ll find someone to teach you
one day’… I think I was shot down and I didn’t even know I was asking to be
honest…” she looked at him with a kind of reckless, hurt smile that was somehow
genuinely happy.
It was so cute Ryuji couldn’t help but laugh, “How ‘bout I teach you a thing or
two, one day, eh, Queen?”
“I think I’d like that, Skull,” she leaned up and kissed him, light on the lips
and only a moment, but it was precious for both of them.
A gloved hand left the leather clad road warrior as Ryuji scratched his head,
giving a nervous laugh, “Can’t say I’m really the guy to ask, I only really
know what’s in manga and stuff…”
“Really?” she gave him a wry look, “I have to say that’s about as much as I
know too…”
They both laughed at their own ignorance, and the irony of their relationship.
But Ryuji kept smiling, “Hey, you wanna hit up the bookstore in Shibuya, I know
they don’t have much but, dunno, maybe they got something you wanna catch up
on? New Jump should be out soon!”
Queen raised a brow, not that he could see it, but smiled at his offer, “I
don’t think they’d be open this late…”
“Tomorrow?” Skull rubbed her back, coaxing her with a silly smile, “I’ll buy?”
Red eyes narrowed on the boy, “Is this a date?”
Suddenly he swallowed hard, almost tripping on himself, “Do you want it to be?”
Makoto stared at him. Right now, she honestly didn’t know. She wanted to hang
out with Ryuji, their Leader’s rejection making her feel vulnerable in a way
she didn’t understand, and his acceptance was warm… inviting… it meant more to
her and was different from their usual routine.
It was different, and that sounded nice right now, “I don’t think I’d mind… but
let’s wait to see how it goes, then we can label it officially…” she pecked his
cheek and slipped out of his arms, moving towards the entrance of Mementos.
“Sooo…” Skull smirked, walking up behind her excited, “Let’s say it’s not a
date,” he walked backwards down the stairs with her, smiling the whole time,
“Does that mean I get another try?”
Queen just smirked back, “Maybe…”
That was basically a yes from her so Skull did a little whoop and jump, “Hell
yea!” he ran up behind her as she was grabbing her mask, pulling her up with a
yelp and spinning around, “Hahahahaha!! This’ll be great!!”
“Ryuji!! What the hell?!” Makoto held on tight, trying not to get dizzy, until
he finally set her down, then deeply sighed, “It’s just going to a book store,
not like we’re having sex afterwards!”
“What?!” he mocked shouted, “Why not?” totally flabbergasted…
Red eyes glared at him, “You don’t have sex on the first date!”
That had the blonde laughing, hard enough to bend over, “Whatever… you say… my
Queen!”
She glared at him wryly for a moment, before smirking herself and succumbing to
a few laughs, the whole situation a bit ridiculous, “Come on… lets hunt a few
shadows while we’re here…”
Ryuji quickly went to grab his bat, jumping on the new persona-bike and held
onto her tight. Maybe he hadn’t totally lost her to his bro just yet, and maybe
their relationship wasn’t conventional and sure as hell didn’t start the right
way around, but maybe if he did well they could work out…
Besides, there were a few ecchi manga he totally wanted to see her reaction to.
-----
Chapter End Notes
     ugh, i keep forgetting to update this, i'm so sorry T3T
     i've been busy with a self-imposed challenge, 100 days, i got to
     write a small narrative every day and i'm 'trying' to keep it mostly
     original ideas, but well, some times fanfic loves to sneak up on me
     still (that's how Tempered Fragments snuck up on me -3-)
     but that's been my main priority, i still have a few more chaps of
     this on hand! hopefully with holidays over, i can be more focused!
     thanks for the comments! i love hearing what you guys think :3
***** Interlude - Team Meet Up *****
Chapter Summary
     So, what does the Team think of all this?
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
10/6 – Team Meet up
It was… quiet.
That was one way of putting it. The Leader of the Phantom Thieves was driving
the Morgana-bus and occasionally he’d look in the rearview mirror to see how
his team was doing.
Yusuke, Ryuji and Haru were sitting in the seat behind him, with Ann and Futaba
in the furthest back seat. It was actually rather convenient Morgana could
alter his bus-form at will to accommodate the growing team of thieves.
To his right was Makoto, who seemed to just be leaning on the door half asleep.
The others were either antsy or bored, vocalizing this much to his chagrin at
times, but at least his second in command was using her time wisely. Maybe.
Ryuji was twitching behind him. The blonde had been antsy since they came to
Mementos. It had been a day since they reached Okumura’s heart and while he
wanted to give his team some down time, he was being hounded by Mishima to
finish up some Phansite business asap and with the deadline soon for Okumura he
figured now was as good a time as any to get it done. The shadows in Mementos
weren’t as irritating as the blobs, robots, and those godforsaken black
elephant jerks that reflected physical attacks in Okumura’s palace. His red
gloves tightened around the steering wheel enjoying the thought of erasing the
place from the metaverse probably more than he should.
The Joker masked young man glanced up at the rearview mirror again, Yusuke and
Haru were both inching away from Ryuji as he seemed about to explode. He sighed
heavily.
“Joker?” a voice called lightly from his right. It seemed Makoto sensed his own
rising agitation, or the group’s, and decided to wake up and play back up for
him. How he hoped.
The quiet young man nodded his head back and noticed as her red eyes glanced to
the scene behind them. If he didn’t know any better he would have thought a
little color rose on the woman’s face as she suddenly woke up more, but that
was a silly thought.
She turned back to him, stern masked as ever, “Want me to handle it?”
A red glove waved, “Would you please?” she nodded and he stopped the bus.
“Ow-ow-ow Joker!! Be nicer on my breaks!!” the cat-bus moaned but no one seemed
to really pay him any mind.
“Hey,” Ryuji sat up straight, arms still crossed as he made himself look as
thuggish as possible, “Why’re we stopping? The dude ain’t even on this floor
right?”
He was right, and Joker almost rolled his eyes.
“We’re scouting ahead,” thankfully Makoto spoke before their leader, red eyes
on the blonde and putting on the face of justice.
Ryuji backed off a bit, “Wait-what?!”
The team road warrior just stepped out of the bus, going to the other side
where the door was and grabbing her mask, summoning her persona, “Skull get out
here!!”
“Y-yes m-my-Hey wait!!” he had to stop himself before saying his favorite line.
Haru had already opened the door and he was halfway out before he realized it,
but the second that happened he halted and glared at her, like he was supposed
to right? “Why’re we doin’ this? Huh? The ‘eff Queen?!”
Those no nonsense red eyes just glared at him, “Get on, now, we’ll discuss this
later…”
If Skull didn’t know any better there was a little twinkle in her eyes and the
barest of smirks on her lips. He gave a sharky smirk in response, “Fine, fine,
if it gets me away from this damn cat-”
“Hey!” Mona yelled indignantly, bumping his side rail as the boy tried to get
out.
“Hey watch it you sonva-!!” Skull barely managed to catch himself, glaring at
the cat with clinched teeth.
Queen simply grabbed his hand and pulled him on to her bike, “Honestly, picking
fights again,” red eyes glared behind her, “I thought we discussed this?” it
was supposed to be a threat, it really was.
Instead Skull just grinned an idiot’s grin, sitting on the back of Anet
backwards and waving back at the team as they sped off down the dark tunnels of
Mementos.
Ann took the opportunity to jump over the back rest as Futaba sunk lower to
take over the back seat.
“Joker?” the blonde model hunched over the front back rest, staring at her
friend wryly, “You sure that was a good idea?”
“Hm?” he seemed to space out a moment, hitting the clutch and pulling the cat-
bus into gear.
“Sending those two off?” Ann pointed with her thumb the way those two went. It
was no secret Skull and Queen were basically on opposite ends of the
personality spectrum, he a delinquent, her the upstanding class president, even
though they worked together on the team there were still moments they got at
each other like cats and dogs, “Don’t you think they’ll get in trouble, or
something, by themselves?”
Joker just shrugged, driving along and enjoying the less tense atmosphere, “I’m
sure they’re fine.”
-----
Ann still wasn’t convinced. They got down to the next floor and the bike riding
duo were nowhere to be seen.
“They’re fine, Makoto can heal them if need be…” their leader piped in,
nonchalant as ever.
It didn’t make the blonde model feel any better as she sat in the second seat
with a huff between Haru and Yusuke. They were her friends, Ryuji since middle
school so she knew how reckless that boy could be, and since Makoto joined them
she liked to think the older girl who was, normally, fairly calm and level
headed was a good role model and someone to look up to. Also it was kind of
adorable when she got confused about normal everyday things, but Ann wasn’t
going to say that out loud.
“They’re on this floor and still alive if that’s what you need to hear,” Futaba
piped in from the back seat.
Ann turned around, sprawling over the backrest and looked at the alien motifed
girl as she lay out on the back seat. Weird green see-through screens hovered
in front of her despite her position and Futaba was plowing away at a similarly
hologram looking keyboard. It was how the nerdy girl’s persona worked and none
of them were really going to question it. Even from the backside all the
letters and streams of data looked like utter gibberish to Ann.
“They’re not in trouble or anything?” light blue eyes narrowed on the orange
haired girl as Ann pouted.
A really, really, really weird grin spread underneath those bug-eyed goggles,
“Oh… yea… they’re… fine… ufufufu…”
That did not sound pleasant at all. Ann whipped around and leaned over the back
rest, putting her hand on their leader’s shoulder, “That’s it, let me off, I’m
gonna go check on them!”
“Panther, I’m sure they’re fi-!!” was as far as Joker got before he got smacked
by her tail as the blonde wasn’t taking no for an answer. He pouted and hit the
brakes.
“Futaba!?” Ann shouted, leaning over Yusuke to open the door.
“About two tunnels down, all the way in the back, all the shadows are gone in
the area,” the alien girl just directed from the back seat, not even bothering
to get up.
“Lady Ann!!” Morgana whined as the red leader clad girl hopped out of the bus.
The blonde cat masked girl turned back with a wink, “I’ll be back in a second,
just want to make sure they’re okay!” and off she went.
Joker just sighed deeply and collapsed over the steering wheel, “Yusuke…”
“On it!” it did not take much to get the katana wielding fox masked boy into
motion, just the thought of Ann in danger and he was generally fired up despite
his icy affinity. He jumped out of the cat-bus and caught up to the blonde soon
enough before they disappeared into the dark tunnels of Mementos.
“Thank you…” Joker hit his head on the steering wheel, wishing he wasn’t
wearing a mask as that made it hurt more.
“They’ll be fine, Panther can heal…” was the voice of reason from the back,
clearly too distracted to give any better advice.
“Oh I hope so,” Haru put her hand in front of her mouth, looking worried,
“Mako-chan can get pretty mad when she’s bothered…”
A completely indecent snicker came from the back seat, “You mean interrupted.”
The two started snickering.
Joker just hit his head on the steering wheel again, ignoring as the girls’
laughter sounded sinister.
“Wait, I don’t get it?” the cat-bus asked in the air around them, “Why would
Queen get mad? What if she and that idiot need the back up!”
For some reason that caused the girls to laugh louder, enjoying their inside
joke.
“Joker?!” the cat whined.
The masked man just shook his head, not raising it from the steering wheel,
“Don’t ask Mona, just don’t ask.”
-----
Ann and Yusuke made it down the empty tunnels fairly easy, it took longer since
they were on foot and the darkness of Mementos made it hard to see more than a
couple feet in any direction. But made it they did, two tunnels down and they
were heading towards the back like Futaba said.
So far the only sound either heard was the eerie low moan that permeated
Mementos.
That is until they got further down the tunnel. A low groaning sound added to
the mix, and was growing steadily louder as they moved further down. They
finally got to the point they could make out the back wall of the tunnel, with
the creepy tombstones and eerie candles… along with the weird fleshy stuff
coating the walls and bones growing out of everything.
“Mmm… Ryuji…”
That sounded like Makoto’s voice. Ann looked back at Yusuke with a confused
look, trying to make sure she wasn’t the only one that heard that. The fox
masked boy just looked her in the eye and shrugged.
There was another sound, like something hit one of the slimy walls, a loud
grunt, a giggle, and another groan.
More freaked out than ever, Ann and Yusuke crept to the edge of the tunnel and
both slowly leaned over.
To say they were shocked by what they saw was an understatement, as Ann covered
her mouth, and pushed Yusuke back with her hand over his mouth too. For a long
second the two just stared at each other, Ann’s eyes mortified and nearly
twitching while Yusuke was blinking very confused.
What they’d seen was Ryuji’s back… with Makoto’s legs wrapped around his waist,
one hand on his shoulder, and it seemed the two of them were using one of the
headstones as something to prop Makoto on as… well… honestly it looked like the
two were just grinding on each other.
Ann seemed to be trying to express all her words in eye motions and Yusuke was
just still.
Then they heard a growl.
“Uhh… harder, Ryuji… I know… you can do better… uhnnn… better than that…”
“Fuck… fuck this damn place and not letting me take that sexy thing off you!”
There was a tittering, and if either dared to say it, sexy giggle that was
clearly Makoto before it was suddenly cut off.
The two animal themed phantom thieves chanced a glance back around the corner
and could clearly see Makoto’s hands around Ryuji’s head as they looked to be
roughly devouring each other.
Both fox and cat plastered themselves against the wall and tried to ignore
either had a blush.
Ann made a motion like cutting across her neck with her hand then pointed
behind Yusuke. It was time they made an escape, before they got caught. The
artist could only agree, turning tail and they both skedaddled down the tunnels
back to the cat-bus.
-----
It was quiet at the Mona-mo-bile.
Until the side door was flung open and Ann and Yusuke jumped into their seats,
shutting the door quickly, earning a yelp from Morgana, and sat stock still
staring ahead with shocked looks on their faces.
No one said a word for the longest second.
“So you get a good look at our delinquent couple?” came from the back seat.
Ann whipped around and furiously glared at the little NEET, “You KNEW about
this?!” once her frustration was vented she blinked and tilted her head,
“HOW?!”
Haru giggled next to her underclassmen.
The red clad thief abruptly turned on the tittering girl, “You too?!”
That got a larger laugh and giggle from Futaba and Haru.
Joker just sighed.
Ann finally sat down, staring at the back of her leader’s head, “Don’t tell me
you knew too?”
Joker glanced up at the rearview mirror and tried to look sympathetic to his
friend, “I suspected… not that I really cared enough to look into it,” he waved
his hand, turning the ignition on, “It wasn’t my business.”
There was a titter next to Ann, “I knew since Hawaii…”
“WHAT?!” it was mostly Ann yelling, but Yusuke was leaning over and looking at
the pink clad thief as well.
Even Futaba piped in, “No way… they were doing it in Hawaii?” the orange haired
shut in pushed up enough to give the impression she was glancing at the older
curly haired girl, but didn’t quite make the full effort to get up from the
back seat, “Man… why didn’t I have anything to record them there!”
“What?!” blue eyes twitched as Ann glanced from the alien themed girl, “Wait,
no!” she turned back to Haru, pointing at her, “How did you know?! You weren’t
even on our team then?”
Haru’s light eyes flickered to the blonde momentarily, completely innocent,
before she giggled, hiding it behind her hand, “I went to see Mako-chan while
we were there, she was staying in her room mostly, but when she answered the
door she had two buttons undone…” there was a devious smirk hidden behind
Haru’s finger on her lips as she kept her sly eyes on Ann, waiting for her to
piece it together.
It took a long second but slowly the blonde girl’s eyes started to widen…
“Holy FUCK!!” the moment was ruined as Futaba burst into laughter, her hand
loudly smacking the top of her alien mask, “They WERE doing it then!!”
“Wait, I don’t understand,” Yusuke leaned around Ann to stare at Haru, not
quite getting her insinuation, “How would you know she was with someone just
because of her shirt being unbuttoned?”
The devious little smirk on the Okumura Foods heiress’ lips grew, “Because
Mako-chan ALWAYS wears her collared shirts buttoned all the way to the top,”
she gave a little wink, “I didn’t know who she was with at the time, but it was
pretty obvious she had someone in her room she wasn’t supposed to…”
Expectedly this got a snicker from the back seat, but oddly enough the front as
well.
Ann glared at the back of Joker’s head a moment before turning her attention to
the little hacker in the back seat, “And what about you?” she folded her arms
over the backrest, “How did you find out, Oracle?”
Those bug-eyed goggles just popped up and the younger girl had a similar smirk
like Haru but nowhere near as discreet, “I don’t know when they first did it,
but by the time I was on the team and we’d gone to Mementos, I had my system
hooked up to all of you and a couple sensors to monitor this place, to make
sure I knew when and where you guys went in the Metaverse, especially here,
just in case.”
Ann had a very confused look on her face.
Futaba just ignored it, turning her attention back to her screens, “Long story
short, those two never turned off their coms…” and that vicious sharktoothed
grin was back, “And I could hear everything they did while they were in here…
ufufufufu….”
“Creepy,” Ann sat back down properly with a little shiver before turning to
look at the boy next to her. He’d been quiet this whole time, her blue eyes
narrowed on him, “What about you, Yusuke?”
The artist managed to open his mouth and raise his hand to make a point…
“Pfft, Inari doesn’t notice anything if it doesn’t fall under his interests,”
was thrown out from the backseat, “Namely art and you, catwoman.” Her hand came
up above the backrest and pointed at the blonde, making her blush.
Yusuke seemed to be oblivious to Ann’s reaction, as he shot up to yell at the
little NEET behind the back rest, meaning the two got into another vicious
verbal war.
Joker just sighed deeply, putting Morgana in gear and heading further down,
trying to ignore his team, “Queen, if you can hear this, we’re heading down,
meet up with us when you can…”
There was a muffle grunt on his com, “R-roger, Joker… mhnn… we-we’ll be there…
s-soon… just need some more… mmnnn…. Time to… blow off some steam…”
Joker absently nodded, driving Mona down to the next level. He didn’t care,
didn’t want to know, and wasn’t going to ask. What his friends did on their
time was their business, so long as they didn’t get killed, good on them.
“JOKER!! INARI’S BEING MEAN AGAIN!!”
“I AM NOT!!”
The black clad young man just groaned, now he just had to deal with the rest of
his team.
Chapter End Notes
     as far as i'm concerned, this doesn't count for any Confidante
     Points, but is just a silly fun 'look from the otherside' bit about
     how the other Phantom Thieves are interpreting what's going on with
     two of their members~
     in the words of MC!Shipper, 'I don't know, i don't wanna know, and i
     don't care...'
     hope you guys enjoyed ;P
***** Dinner and a Show? *****
Chapter Summary
     After Okumura's fallout they're supposed to be acting like normal
     high school students... 'supposed to' being the operative words
     here...
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
10/15 – Dinner and a Show?
It was the Saturday before exams. That meant half the day was stuck in school
and the other half was free time.
Normally for Makoto this meant she’d be stuck in the library cramming as much
as she physically could, ignoring the others cramming beside her or literally
hitting their heads with books trying to make the knowledge sink into their
brains. Normally this was all just a formality for her and really just review,
she already knew everything she needed to pass the exams with top marks and it
was just a last minute chance to use the school’s facilities to ensure she did
her best. No, not her best, scored THE best, as was expected of her.
A half hour after the last bell and she could not care any less about these
books or her notes.
Normally she’d be in the zone, absorbed into her studies to the point she was
barely polite to anyone that tried to talk to her, just going from one topic to
the next.
Now… now she couldn’t even make sense of the black ink on white paper.
It wasn’t that she didn’t know her subjects, she just didn’t care.
For once, and probably before one of the most crucial tests she was ever going
to take, she just could not give a… what was the phrase, Ryuji would probably
use it to describe his sentiments towards exams right now… ah yes, she did not
give a ‘flying fuck’ about her studies right now.
Speaking of the blonde…
She told herself the only reason she was sitting in one of the few chairs in
the library that was next to the windows was because she wanted a change of
scenery. Also maybe to apply some of that cop training her father used to tell
her. Having her back to the library door while she studied was just a poor
habit she needed to get rid of, if she ever became a cop she needed to get used
to assessing a layout and sitting in the spot with the clearest vantage and
easiest escape. It was just practical!
Who the hell was she kidding, this was the only spot in the library that had a
decent view of the courtyard below and maybe… juuuuuust maybe, she had caught a
glimpse of the blonde delinquent running laps in his supposedly ‘secret spot’.
His form was getting better, which was good, it wasn’t like what he was able to
do what he could last year but still… it was good.
More than once she found herself wistfully staring out the window… watching as
he made a circuit.
She really didn’t care about her studies right now, and it’s not like she
needed it with everything that was going on. Government upheaval, social
unrest, the Phantom Thieves being hunted by the police and populace alike after
being accused of a murder they did not commit. Who needed to study right now?!
Her red eyes caught a glimpse of the blonde runner, walking back to his stuff
and he seemed to be favoring his once-injured leg.
She picked up her phone without even thinking.
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M: You really need to stop pushing yourself
M: One of these days you’re just going to reinjure yourself
Ryuji just stared at his phone, dark brown eyes wide as he nearly dropped his
towel. He’d been running laps to get his mind off of everything; the murder,
the accusations, the tailspin the Phantom Thieves’’ popularity was in, and
worst of all: exams next week.
 He’d only been a few feet away from his stuff on the grass when he heard his
phone go off and tried to trot quickly in the least painful way possible.
It didn’t help that his leg was hurting again, but this just downright freaked
him out.
R: Are you spying on me?
R: ;P
A small smirk picked at the edge of his lips as he sat on the grass, waiting
for her reply.
M: Maybe…
M: look up
Raising a blonde brow the punk did just that, looked straight up to the sky.
M: not that far!
A large smile spread on his face as he looked back down at his phone.
R: you said to look up~
R: ( ~3*)
M: I did not realize you’d take it so literally
He could imagine that serious look on her face, sighing at his antics.
M: I’m in the Library studying, like you should be, and saw you limping
M: don’t hurt yourself
…
M: that’s my job…
Once again Ryuji was left flabbergasted as he stared at his phone. Then laughed
openly.
R: was that Mako-chan tryng to flirt?
R: hehehe
The response took a while, she must have been embarrassed. Ryuji spent the
interim silence looking around at the windows of the school building, trying to
find his Queen.
M: Jerk.
He smirked at what she finally decided on.
M: I’m done studying for now, and you look to be done running
…
M: want to get something to eat?
M: there’s this ramen place Joker took me to once that was nice
M: if you’re hungry…
Ryuji immediately jumped to his feet!
R: Ogikubo’s!!
R: HELL YEA!!
R: I was actually the one to show him that place!
…
R: Wait, why’d he take you there?
The blonde delinquent’s enthusiasm was momentarily quelled by the idea his bro
had taken his girl to his place before him. It sent an illogical burning fire
into his brain momentarily as he glared at his phone, partly confused, as he
eagerly awaited the little dots signaling Makoto was typing would change into
actual words. Hopefully good ones, that would make this make sense and not send
him on a spiral like before when he’d caught them ‘not-dating’.
M: This was before the whole thing with Eiko, he was just showing me around.
M: it’s actually kind of funny now that I think about it, I’ve lived in this
city my whole life and I never really wondered around finding places like this,
and had to be shown them by a guy who’d only lived here a few months.
It helped, somewhat, to alleviate Ryuji’s sudden anxiety. Maybe he was jealous?
That’s what it was before right?
R: oh, yea, sounds like him…
R: Glad you liked the place…
There was a longer pause between their responses this time. It made him oddly
nervous, so he busied his hands with grabbing his stuff and putting it in his
bag.
When his phone went off again it was a huge relief.
M: I think I’d like it more with you.
M: he seemed… not bored, but like he’d been there before and it was okay.
M: you seem very enthusiastic about the prospect.
He didn’t know if she knew how much that stroked his ego, but Ryuji was typing
away before he even really thought about what he was saying.
R: I’m worn out, I’m hungry, and my girl wants to take me to my favorite place
to eat!
R: what’s not to be excited about!!!
R: :D
He started absently walking back towards the doors to the main building from
the courtyard, eyes on his phone and not even paying attention to where he was
going. Too happy to care.
M: This isn’t a date.
Ryuji bumped into the corner leading to the front entrance. “Agh?! The Eff!!
Sonva-grr…” he growled, rubbing his nose and side stepping the corner. Pouting
under his hand at her response.
R: Can it be a date?
R: you liked the last one~
His pout became a smirk as he remembered how flustered she got in the back of
the bookstore in Shibuya when he showed her certain manga he liked. She didn’t
put them down, just got incredibly red as she flipped through the pages. It had
been a beautiful moment.
M: it can be a date… if we study afterwards.
The blonde stood in the center of the shoe locker area, grinning from ear to
ear.
R: sexy studying?
He knew what her answer was going to be. Makoto did not fool around when it was
crunch time and exams were next week.
… but he also knew how she acted when the pressure was on, so he could hope.
Besides, they hadn’t done anything ‘fun’ like that after their last date, even
if the whole event had been fun in itself. Just spending time with her outside
their ‘normal’ routine was actually fun, not as kinky, but definitely fun. Was
that bad?
M: I’m not sure your mother would approve of that…
M: ;P
She used an emoji. Niijima Makoto used a fucking emoji!!
And it was a winky face!!
Ryuji stared at his phone. This was a moment in history.
Then he realized what she said.
R: wait-what’s my mom have to do with this?
…
R: you’re not suggesting we study at my place?
That dread was back and suddenly the blonde boy was terrified.
M: why not?
M: you don’t have your books here, so they must be at your house.
M: besides, I’m the Class President, I’m sure your mom would be most
appreciative of me using my time to help her son score well on the exams next
week.
This was both a dream come true and a terrifying nightmare. What the hell did
Ryuji tell his mom when he came home with a girl, an older girl, from his
school, and they were-were…
Wait, they’d only be studying-studying… his mom would be fine with that?
And didn’t she work late tonight?
R: Damnit!
R: you’re a conartist you know that!
…
R: its damn sexy
R: ;P
R: I’m waiting up front.
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Makoto had to put a hand over her mouth to stop the giggle, it wasn’t very
becoming of the Class President to be giggling as she leaned against the wall
on the first floor next to the stairs. Then again most of what she was doing
wasn’t very upstanding for the Class President anyway. Phantom Thief, secret
relationship with a lower classmate, skipping out on studying...
She did legitimately want to help Ryuji study. From his grades last time and
constant grumbling, clearly he needed the help… and it wasn’t like she was able
to focus on her own studying right now.
The brunette gave a deep sigh and pushed off the wall, “Okay, a meal to reset,
then back to studying.” She was not nervous about going to his home and
possibly meeting his mother. It was an offer she threw out, totally not
expecting it to be accepted, but there it was. She could do this. They were
just going to study.Just. Study.
Red eyes glanced at the tail end of their conversation and she knew that was
boldfaced lie.
“I’m sure I can come up with something.” Ryuji had his moments of insight, he
was just really energetic or moody, just needed the right incentive to get him
on a task and then he was really good at it. She knew this for a fact!
-A game perhaps?- She needed to somehow bribe him into studying. She knew the
only reason he was even accepting this deal was because he wanted this to be
another date. Not that she was against it… it was a fun idea… and it’d make it
their second ‘official’ date.
Suddenly the idea of something Eiko told her about came to mind and she could
not help the red that dashed across her face. –Well, I’m sure I can apply the
concept of strip-poker to studying…- a wicked smirk Queen would be proud of
spread across her flushed face. –Sexy Studying indeed…-
She had turned the corner and was walking towards the front with that smirk on
her face, and she knew the moment Ryuji looked at her, his face going from an
easy grin to surprise to a wide fanged grin like Skull.
“You look like you’ve got a dangerous idea about something?” a thin brow
quirked her way.
Queen rubbed her chin, red eyes on fire as she looked at the boy, “Just
thinking about how to make our study session a bit more… interesting…” her
voice seemed to make the boy melt, which she completely ignored as she went to
change her shoes.
Ryuji just dumbly nodded, getting to his feet and crept up beside, speaking in
a low voice only she could here, “So… sexy studying?”
Red eyes flicked his way, “We’ll see…” she closed up her locker and turned
towards the doors, “if you really study hard,” the glance she gave him over her
shoulder was deadly and made him weak in the knees, “I might just reward you.”
And off she went through the glass doors.
Ryuji quickly picked himself up off the floor and chased after her. He’d be a
good boy, they’d have a great time at Ogikubo, and then they’d go back to his
place to study! And he’d try damn hard!
He really hoped his mom had work tonight.
Chapter End Notes
     i don't feel like this is as strong as some other chapters, but then
     i read the bit about boy-cat fight and just go 'fuckit!' i like
     Makoto being distracted by Ryuji running and them planning naughty
     games... sue me~
     been loving the comments! glad you guys are having fun :3
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