Amnesia - by crystalamaris

WARNINGS! SPOILERS WITHIN. Story based AFTER game. WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!

Prologue...

(The rain in Inaba never seemed to let up.) Seta Souji always thought. And he thought it once again as he stepped off the train at YasoInaba Station. It was already late at night. Traffic had died to a mear trickle. Infact, the only people at the station besides Souji was the driver, the attendant, and Dojima Ryoutaro, here to pick Souji up. The silver haired genius had come to Inaba for the summer. And without the midnight channel, or danerous events, it would be a grand summer indeed.

The rain doesn't seem to be letting up...

A couple of hours had passed since then. And the rain had let up, leaving behind the fog that usually embraced Inaba after a long rain. It was just before midnight at Junes Shopping Center. One of their honestly best employees, and son of the owner, stood in the Northern Lobby, staring out the window. Hanamura Yosuke was being sent home slightly early, due to the fact that he couldn't focus after the rain stopped. And he had every right to. Especially after the events of the last year.

Shirogane Naoto sat in her spacious room. She didn't have a lot of things. Most things that littered her room dealt with detective stuff. The one thing that really stood out was a picture set in the plainest of frames ever imagined. She took a glance at the picture for a moment. It depicted her and all of her comrades... her friends. Chancing a quick smile, she returned to her book. Souji-sempai was finally back in town and things were sure to be looking up. Almost midnight.

Amagi Yukiko had finally gone to bed for the night. With summer here and all trouble in Inaba gone, the Amagi Inn's business was booming. Her mom was finally better, and finally able to step up and help out too. She lay on her back for a moment, her long black hair sweeping around her face, almost floating. She could tell the rain had finally stopped. Maybe in the morning the day would warm up and be an actual summer day. With the happy thought in her head, she rolled over and closed her eyes.

Tatsumi Kanji was already asleep. His room was small, and currently cluttered was fabric and small plushies. For someone who acted so tough, he was actually really gentle. Just seriously misunderstood. A rustle of sheets were lost to all the fabric as Kanji attempted to bury deeper into the bed. He had been fully alseep when it was raining, but when the rain stopped, he groggily half-woke, glancing towards the tiny tv on a buried dresser, half expecting it to switch on and show some staticy scene. Nothing happened, so he snuggled further down and went back to sleep. No one would be able to rouse him until around noon the next day.

Satonaka Chie had also already been asleep. Only she didn't wake when the ran stopped. She couldn't even hear it. On her bed, ontop of her pretty much, were a mixed collection of martial arts and police training books. On the decent sized tv (her parents finally bought a newer bigger one from Junes) in the corner of her room some random martial arts movie was playing with some barely known person as the main character. She also wouldn't stir until someone tried waking her from a distance in the morning.

Kujikawa Rise was wide awake, and staring out the window, just as Yosuke had done. She watched the rain stop. She watched the warm Inaba air turn all the moisture to fog. And now she stared out into that thick blanket of fog, seeing only her reflection and the white icky stuff. She didn't have a tv in her room any more, having removed it during the murder events. Instead, she had a small radio which was playing a soft dance beat. The volume was turned down as low as possible, and still be audible. She had it that way so not to disturb her grandma. The night went on.

Dojima Nanako had stayed up as long as she possibly could to greet her big brother when he got there. But to her dismay, she fell asleep on the living room couch. However, she woke long enough to hug him and give him a mumbled sleepy welcome when he scooped her up and carried her to her room, waving lazily to Dojima who was still in the entry way. She was happy her big bro was finally back, and almost afraid to go back to sleep for fear he'd leave again while she slept. However, his softly murmered promise eased her worries and she quickly fell back into a restful sleep.

Yosuke never felt more alone. Sure, his friends were still friends, but they were busy with bigger things, Besides school and work, Yosuke really had nothing better to do. At least... a few months ago, he would've had something. He could've easily called Souji and Souji would hang with him. But he couldn't even do that now. Souji had gone back to his actual home. Even Teddie seemed busy with other things and rarely was around besides at night and at work.

Midnight...

He had finally gathered the courage to step out the doors of Junes and go home, securing his headphones around his ears and turning his mp3 player on. With a few quick flicks of his thumb, he flipped to a good loud song and turned it up, so he wouldn't hear the silence around him. Happy with what he was listening to, Yosuke stepped out into the night, and the fog that enveloped it.

His walk home led him through the school district. He shot a glance towards his school, which he couldn't even see through the thick fog. Residental houses lined each side of the road. You could barely even see the overhead lights through the thick. It was enough to make him draw the earphones around his neck up and turn his music up as loud as he could stand it. All he wanted to do was get home and fall into the safty and warmth of his bed, after kicking Teddie out of it. Settling into a good song, he shoved his hands into his pockets and pressed on, not hearing the sound behind him.

Around one of the corners a mid-sized white vehicle came whipping, sliding slightly on the ground. The driver of the American car was obviously not used to the roads of Japan, and was probably drunk. Yosuke didn't see the car until the headlights broke through the fog and lit the fog before him. He turned, but it was too late. The force of the car, while not as strong as some shadows that had hit him, threw him back into the wall before one of the houses. He was dimly aware of a metallic crunch of the sedan running over his Mp3 player, which had been tossed from his pocket by the impact. A little dizzy, he looked up just in time to see the car's backside fishtail into him. His head collided into the wall and his conciousness slipped into darkness, as the American white sedan disapeared into the fog, and most likely far from town.

A.N: So... yeah... Just some interesting ideas I've been playing around with for some time. I had actually abandoned the idea for a while, but the rain around my place lately has been... distracting. I kept on listening to the rain echoing off my neighbor's metal roof, and the thought of the rain not showing any signs of letting up caught in my head. Gimme some feedback and tell me what you think!

Disclaimer: Yeah yeah yeah... I don't own Persona 4. Altus does. Although I can dream, right?