Chapter 1-For Now…It Must End…But Just…For Now…
"...For now…I must leave you…"
"No…please don't go…Please stay…"
Stripes ran down his arms as the soft fingers that had always touched him in such a way that made a soft shudder run through all of his senses, every part of his being and just want to run his fingers up the striped wrist and pull the boy into his arms. Ravish the lips that were offering a kind smile of goodbye, leave them bruised and marked with teeth marks just to hear him gasp, moan and scream as his face would twist into a soft, innocent look of innocence. A soft smile offered itself as the boy in the stripes leaned forward, lips softly pulled into what could've been to place a soft kiss on the sorrowful ones, but his eyes watched as the boy simply kissed him on the forehead.
The crushed spirit of the young man's ears perked up at the boy's voice, "I will still be here…" a soft smile offered itself against his lips again, "Someone like me doesn't disappear that easily…think of me as a kind of…Guardian Angel…"
"But…" the sorrowful figure was never one to seem like the weaker part of the short term relationship, but the one that had been his half to make him feel whole in the longest time, whole in ten years, "…I would be lost without you…please don't leave me…"
Stripes softly sighed as he sat on Sorrowful's bedside, draping his striped arms around Sorrowful's neck as Stripes sat in Sorrowful's lap, softly blowing on his neck, tracing the edge of his ear with the tips of his teeth, grazing it, "I really must go…I can't stay here much longer…I promise I will come back…"
Sorrowful seemed to whimper at Stripes actions against his ear and the way the heat of his breath just made his skin tingle, "…You promise…?"
"I promise…"
"…Good…" Sorrowful's teeth grazed in against Stripes' throat, sinking his teeth gently into Stripes' pulse point that earned Sorrowful a gasping and yet airy moan that pushed him on to do it more.
Stripes was lost to Sorrowful's teeth and the marks being left on his neck, the stripes began shift as Sorrowful's hand moved up under the stripes, teasing hard at the nubs on Stripes' chest earning more moans and airy gasps from Stripes that had Sorrowful's mind going crazy. He wanted and needed to hear those sounds again, but all of those sounds were going to not only his ears, but they were going to his loins and the closer he came down on Stripes, the more Stripes would whimper, his loins had grown hard in the time of hearing just the soft airy gasps as his loins jabbed in against Stripes' thigh. Sorrowful was lost to those gasps and groans as Sorrowful was unwilling to stop as he drove on, listening to the sounds of Stripes groaning and moaning under him as the night was riddled by the sounds of airy gasps and moans, with laced traces of mewls as any screams were captured in an unique little box, more or less cavern. Sorrowful had locked all of Stripes' screams away as he drove onward against and inside of Stripes, filling his tiny body with sensations that time and time again they had felt and filled one another with; it was not something that was foreign to them. Stripes had instigated their relationship and was to be the one to end it, but Sorrowful didn't want that to end; he made it known that he didn't want them to be over as he drove inside of Stripes, harder and harder, changing position, direction, and speed; each and every time, feeling how the heat seemed to rise and fall, change with each changing peace, but it stoked higher and hotter as Sorrowful raised Stripes legs to push up and over Stripes' head, pushing all limits.
There was a break in between them as both boy's screamed out into the night, and would last until the dawn when Sorrowful would awaken, the sheets were kept as tidy and straight as they had been before Stripes' appearance. All the soreness that would've been associated with his nightly activities with Stripes wasn't there, his clothes were still on him, there were no signs of sweat, tears, drips of blood stains or the marks of shared juices that had come from both of them when both had reached their climax. None of that was there; he was truly gone, it had all been merely a dream, or so his mind told him it was.
"Minato…you awake?" the quiet voice of the young teal haired woman, Fuuka came through the door, "Yukari asked me to wake you up for school, you're going to miss Class if you don't wake up and Mitsuru-senpai and Akihiko-senpai have also said that we're going to meet afterschool to talk about going to Tartarus tonight."
A soft groan came out of the simply made up bed as crushed blue velvet hair tossed itself over the sleeping figure's eyes as the eyes looked at the clock, it was too early by Minato's standards, but he knew if he wasn't up and at School; he was going to hear it from his Sensei, and everyone knew not to cross that woman, "I'm coming, Fuuka…"
Fuuka softly smiled as she turned on her heels to go and wake up Akihiko, "Akihiko…It's morning," Fuuka could hear the sounds of Koromaru softly barking from at the end of the hallway; she cracked the door open, Akihiko was of course up long before Fuuka had started going about to wake the others up.
"Morning Koromaru," Fuuka called to the dog down the hallway.
Koromaru followed after Fuuka as she took the hint that Akihiko wasn't in his room, "Come on, Koromaru, let's go get Jun-kun…I bet you a handful of dog treats that he stayed up late again playing that silly game of his again."
"Woof!" Koromaru agreed; Junpei spent too much on that game unit and not enough time on his studies, no wonder the Teacher always called on him; it was to keep him on his toes.
A solemn figure sat upon the branches of a neighboring tree, the breeze seemed to dance through its branches of oak and maple, but there was something different about this tree, a wavering flag in a way of yellow trimmed in black seemed to waft with the breeze. Leaves and varying kinds of debris seemed to brush past the figure in the tree as the wind seemed to bypass the windswept, slicked back hairs that seemed to brushed back against the top of the figure's head, the wind couldn't seem to find itself or space enough to slip under the suspender's on the figure's clothing. It was as if the suspenders themselves were attached the pressed white dress shirt that was neatly tucked inside of the long, black, straight legged trousers. A soft smile played its key with the sounds of the morning breeze blowing past him as he watched from a distance as Minato got ready for school; same old outfit, the uniformed uniform Jacket with the lapel colors of the High School with a crisp, white dress shirt tied around with a black stringed ribbon around his neck, and the finishing touch.
"…You always liked music, a way to tune out the realities of this World…" the smile widened on the figure's face as soft eyes watched as the trademark headphones and lanyard MP3 player found itself around Minato's ears and neck, "…And a way to tune you into what is really going on around you…You signed a contract…that you would take responsibility for your actions. I've come to make sure you keep to the Contract's guidelines…Minato Arisato."
A soft giggling voice seemed to come to sit down beside the solemn figure, "You are such a little pervert, Ryo-kun…You were even bigger one with the way you seduced Master when you were Pharos," the young girl seemed to be of the age of seven or eight and was dressed in what could have been a Summer dress, but it was styled in blue, with a belly like appearance from the neck to a few inches above the bottom hem in a color of white, "…You're going to keep your promise to come back to him…aren't you?"
A sound of the bedroom door opening and then closing as Minato had disappeared in the amount of time it had taken the solemn figure, known and called by name by the little girl to be named, Ryoji, brought Ryoji back to a train of thought as he looked to the young woman. She was much like him, not human and yet, not a demon, if it were possible for Persona's to be seen outside of the hour of Dark Hour or to be summoned within the Daylight, many who did not understand the very concepts of Persona's, would claim them to be Demons.
"I had to come back, Alice…it is my duty as the Arcana and Persona of Death itself…I had to be sure that he will keep to his end of the bargain he made when he first came to this place," Ryoji's eyes softly closed, "To take responsibility for all of his actions, even…being the one to save this world from The Fall, and taking myself…out of this World, when the time calls for it."
Alice softly sighed as she let her feet kick in the air as her eyes rolled back in a mock annoyance; "Such a downer…," Ryoji glanced her way which earned him a soft giggle from the younger Persona, "That's why…you and Master…are perfect for one another. You…complete…him."
"Goodbye Koromaru, I'll come back during Lunchtime to feed you, but hopefully by then Shinji-kun will be awake, so he can feed you," Fuuka's voice wafted up to the tree where the two Persona's sat watching the young female human, "Come on Junpei, you don't want to be late now do you?"
Junpei was the next to emerge, same old Junpei, wearing the same old hat and same old scowl, "Yeah, yeah, I'm coming…its not like I'm in any big hurry to fail yet another test."
Mitsuru and Akihiko tended to walk out together; they were considerably the backbone structure formers of S.E.E.S. and the stand in Heads for the Group when the Head of S.E.E.S. wasn't around; Aigis walked out with the youngest of the S.E.E.S. members, Ken, walking at her side. The one that wasn't seen yet was the one that Ryoji was interested in seeing; he wanted to see that face that had drawn him into growing closer to him in connection then any of the other Arcana's and Persona's, the door once again opened and closed, but it was only Yukari.
"I guess Master isn't going to go school today," Alice seemed to cheerfully point out which she knew was meant to hurt Ryoji, but Ryoji still held out hope, "Ryoji?"
Her attention got drawn to the doors again as a hint of crushed blue velvet started to peek out of the doors as they were about to close from behind Yukari, "…Minato…" Ryoji's voice was soft as he saw the object he had been only shortly before been eying like an old man pervert spying on a group of young College girls.
Alice saw that it was time that she left her older Persona acquaintance alone to his daydreaming, "I suggest you start heading for the School as well, Ryo-kun that was your plan wasn't it? In order to get closer to Master again you were going to enroll in his school weren't you?"
Ryoji was gone by the time the other question was being formed, "I guess that…is a Yes?"
As easily as she had appeared, she disappeared just as quickly as she watched Ryoji head off into the general direction of the High School; there were several things running through Ryoji's mind, would Minato even recognize him or even recognize the things that he had only done as Pharos? Had Minato forgotten about Pharos and even if Ryoji were to say something that only Pharos would have said, how would Minato react? Would he scream at him, hate him, what could he possibly do and what would he do; he had left Minato without so much as a way of telling him that when he came back, like he promised, he would not be the same as he had remembered him. The school started to come into view as Ryoji slowed down, catching his breath as well as looking over his appearance, not a thing was out of place. No one seemed to take notice that a new student had joined the school and wasn't wearing the school Uniform, the sight of a student in suspenders, slacks, white dress shirt and a yellow scarf fringed black would've stood out, but no one seemed to take notice. The members of S.E.E.S had already made their way to the school, but Minato was tailing behind, seeming to just walk at a pace slower then the others, even if Junpei was hanging off of him trying to get him to loosen up and lighten up. There were limits to how much one person could take of Junpei, Minato just endured him while the others just seemed to pretend like they didn't notice he was existent during the moments he was a constant annoyance.
"Come on dude, why the downer routine lately?" Junpei had to think more on that statement, "Never mind, I understand why you're sad, back to school to face yet another year of many rejections from girls that will never be in our league."
Yukari could be heard chuckling behind Junpei as Akihiko gave him a light shove, "No, that's your excuse and reason for being such a downer, Junpei, you just try too hard," she chuckled again as she reveled in Junpei's realized humiliation.
"…There is one girl that might like me."
"Let me guess your Mo-"
"IT'S NOT MY MOM!"
"Yeah right, you know it is, come on…"
"Grrr! YUKARI!" the others watched as Junpei chased after Yukari as all she could do was chuckle and make fun of Junpei's lack of "feminine magnetism".
Ryoji had ducked behind a wall as he watched the sight before him, the people that had become Minato's friends were all laughing, but yet, Minato, wasn't, no matter what the others did to cheer him up and bring back the smile that had time and time again melt the heart, or therefore, lack of a heart within Pharos. The bell rang again as he watched the students starting to file into the school, a simple gesture to Ryoji that he should get into the Administrator's office and register for school so that he could be, at least he hoped to be, in Minato's class. He had seemed to had won over the Administration staff; it never was too hard or easy for Ryoji do such things, his charm was by far the most irresistible kind of charm there was, it could've been from the fact he was a Persona and with each Persona they possessed what was called Karin Marin, a form of charm that when used on a Team member during fights in Tartarus, it could make both the fighter and Persona turn on others of the Team. Ryoji had perfected it to the point he could charm his way through anything, even walking down the Hall to Minato's classroom without once being stopped by a Hall Monitor or Teacher.
The classroom was a jumble of mixed conversations that became halted as the Teacher took her place at the front of the classroom, "Class, I want you to welcome a new student to our Class," Ryoji walked forward as his face seemed to light up the room; Junpei especially took notice of the kid.
"Hello, my name is Ryoji Mochizuki, I'm very glad to be here with all of you," some of the girls seemed to be intrigued by him, some going as far as to say he was cute, while the boys in the class only grumbled about the fact that they had no competition.
"Thank you Ryoji, you may take a seat over there," Ryoji was to be seated a couple of rows up from Minato, but not too far from him; it was everything he had wanted, just to have a slight chance to be able to steal quick glances at Minato, "Now, back to what we were studying…"
A chorus sprung out around the room as books and their pages began to open and papers shifted and moved about as the students began their lesson for the day, as Ryoji gathered up the necessary items; he snuck a look towards Minato who seemed like a kicked puppy who just wanted the day to be over so he could go home and hide from the world.
I've come back…like I promised…Minato…