Why hello! This is Mission: Impossible, the long-awaited sequel to my fic "Kiss Me." I'm very excited to finally get this out, as I began writing this chapter around Christmas and it just now is being finished! This fanfic will (hopefully) have a lot more going on at any given point. The pairings for this fic are Souji/Yosuke, Kanji/Teddie, and Chie/Yukiko, but the first will probably dominate since it's Souji's POV. Also, if you haven't read "Kiss Me," it might be hard to know what they are talking about a lot of the time... so you might wanna read it if you haven't. Don't forget to review when you're done! And, without further ado, here it is!

"Oh god, Souji! Harder!"

Without any regard what-so-ever for remaining quiet, I complied with Yosuke's wishes, increasing the speed at which I thrust into him. It had been about a month since the day Yosuke and I had made up, and we hadn't wasted any time getting close. It had been quite a busy month, though; Yosuke had missed months of school, but decided not to make them up immediately. Instead, he decided he wanted to join the detective force with Dojima. Currently, he was more of an apprentice than anything, but he could move up the ranks in time. Besides, Dojima had been looking for a lackey ever since he lost Adachi.

Speaking of Dojima, I had just recently moved out of his place… finally. I found my own little one-bedroom apartment nearer to town, and I was working as a daycare assistant part-time. Being around screaming brats for four hours a day definitely wasn't my idea of a dream job, but it was enough to maintain my less-than-glamorous life and pay the rent for my tiny residence.

That tiny residence was exactly where Yosuke and I were. To be specific, we were atop my mattress—our clothes were uninvolved. One of the perks of having my own place? Definitely, without a doubt, the freedom to fuck whenever we please. Of course, I'd tried a million and three times to get Yosuke to move in with me, but his parents just wouldn't go for it… even if he was a legal adult. They made claims that it was too soon after the accident. I was completely convinced that they were just homophobes, although Yosuke said they never did anything else to suggest such.

"I'm going to come!" my boyfriend moaned, and I smirked as his muscles clenched tight around me. Less than two seconds after him, I came inside him, breathing his name lightly, and soon pulling out to collapse onto the bed next to him.

"You know, if you keep making those kinds of noises every time I fuck you, you'll get me kicked out of my apartment." I smiled at Yosuke playfully as I pulled a blanket over us.

He hit me lightly with his hand. "It's your fault," he rebutted. "Besides you aren't exactly a mute when we're at it."

Imitating his voice, I feigned pleasure and moaned, "Oh, Souji! Harder!"

Yosuke just shook his head and closed his eyes. It was sometime past eleven at night, and it had been a long day. I smiled and reached over to turn off the lamp, and once the light had gone, I snuggled in close to my boyfriend's figure and drifted off.

That night, while I was asleep, my dreams should've consisted of nothing but happy. However, a strange dream played through my mind. I was holding hands with Yosuke while we were at a theme park of some sort. There were rides and games and all sorts of carnival-type amusements. Yosuke and I found a certain game making odd noises, and when we got closer we saw that Kanji was there, and he was using some sort of toy gun to shoot at something in the game. I glanced over to see what my friend was shooting at, exactly, to see that they were small wooden cutouts. They traveled from one end of the game to the other and ducked out of the way of the gunshots—small pink hearts appeared to be the ammunition. Every few shots a cutout would fall. When I looked closer at the cutouts, I noticed that they all seemed to be people we knew. Kanji shot at each one over and over again until they were all mowed over, and Yosuke andI had been watching the whole time like it was perfectly normal. Then suddenly, one more cutout popped up from behind a barrel and Kanji, caught completely off-guard, took aim at the two-dimensional painted character. I couldn't exactly make out who this cutout was until it ran behind a prop and slowed down. It was Teddie. Kanji peered at his gun and loaded his last heart-bullet, and as soon as the bang from the gun sounded, I woke up.

My eyes popped open and the light streaming in from my window burned like hell. I made a move to bring my hand up to my face to rub my eyes until they were adjusted to the light, but something heavy and warm weighed me down. I smiled softly as I realized it was Yosuke that my arm was underneath, and I hoped my stirring didn't wake him up.

He wriggled around a little under the covers and turned over from his back onto his side, squishing my arm in quite the uncomfortable position. I groaned lightly and moved to pull my arm out from under Yosuke, regardless of the risk of waking him up. When I finally got my arm back, my boyfriend appeared to be awakening.

"Sorry," I said softly, leaning over to kiss the side of his face lightly. "Didn't mean to wake you. You were squishing my arm."

He laughed lightly, his voice groggy from not talking for eight hours. "It's okay," he said with a smile as he sat himself up, and I accompanied him.

"I have work today," I announced, my voice already tired. "In two hours." It was almost eight, and I wished I didn't have to waste four hours of the day babysitting a bunch of little kids.

"Till two?" he asked me, getting out of the bed sluggishly and beginning to pull on his boxers. All our clothes from the previous night were lying carelessly on the floor for obvious reasons.

"Yeah," I sighed, stretching for a few seconds before following suit and throwing on my boxers and a pair of pajama pants. I wasn't going to bother with a shirt; I'd be taking a shower pretty soon anyway.

"Do you wanna go somewhere today?" Yosuke asked, and I turned to look at him just in time to see his eyes snap up from my exposed torso to my eyes.

I couldn't help but smirk a little. "Like where?"

Blushing now and pouting at me, he just turned away and began pulling on his T-shirt. When he was standing up straight once again, I crept up behind him and wrapped my arms around his stomach, resting my chin on his shoulder. He tensed up for a moment before relaxing in my arms and I couldn't prevent a wave of affection from washing over me as he melted back.

"I love you," I told him softly, and I meant it. After all we'd been through, being able to tell him this confidently and gently to receive a response was beyond imagination, yet so wonderfully real.

"I love you, too," he replied, and I could hear the light smile in his voice.

Now feeling warm, I kissed the side of Yosuke's neck. "Where is it you wanted to go?" I asked.

"I… don't remember anymore," he laughed, his face flushed deeply. At this point, I'd completely forgotten about the odd dream I'd had.

"It'll come back to you," I said, making no moves to leave my position. "In the meantime… do you want to take a shower?" I knew Yosuke'd have to go home soon, but I was sure he could spare a little while for some fun.

"…With you?" he asked me, turning his head a little so he could look me in the eyes.

"Well, it wouldn't be much fun all by myself," I said, my tone very playful. I knew he'd give in.

"I guess I don't have a choice, then," he chuckled, trying to seem manly or something, but his face was still very clearly red. He turned around in my arms and I kissed him softly for a few moments before pulling back to see his dazed face. "Sh…shower, right."

"I'm coming in," I said loudly, practically singing the words as I stripped to join Yosuke in the shower. He'd entered five minutes earlier, wanting to wash his hair before I got in. He said he knew he'd never get anything done once I was in there with him, and I informed him that he was most definitely correct.

I pulled part of the shower curtain out of my way to poke my head inside. Yosuke had his head leaned back as suds rinsed from his honey-colored hair, the hot water streaming down his body and creating quite the alluring display. His eyes were closed lightly as to not get any water in them, and as he opened them to look at me challengingly, he had no idea what he was getting himself into—not just for the next half hour, but for forever. When he looked at me like that, I knew that he'd never be able to escape my thoughts.

He smiled at me, still utterly clueless, and I smiled back as I stepped into the shower completely. Already in close proximity, I leaned into him and pressed my lips against his. The hot water covered me and I could feel the steam surrounding me, but the dominating sensation was the spark I got from Yosuke's kiss.

A few seconds more of kissing and I pulled our mouths apart, licking his lower lip before pulling away completely and I grabbed eagerly at his cock, which was already hard. His face looked absolutely tortured as I stroked him lightly up and down and he got even harder.

"S…Souji, please…" he groaned, and I knew I could get away with anything in that moment. I went for simplicity, however.

"Want me to suck you off?" I asked him, leaning in, my voice a sensual whisper against his ear. He shuddered and nodded, and I smiled deviously before dropping down onto my knees and inspecting him closely. I stroked him more, and he sighed.

"Mm… Souji…" he breathed, and my ears craved even more of his voice in rapturous pleasure.

Letting my right hand hold the base of his dick, I leaned in and licked tentatively at the tip a few times before I took the head in my mouth, suckling lightly, like a baby on a bottle. I felt him twitch inside me and I felt so satisfied with the simple ways I could make him squirm. I took in a little more and a little more, and then reached up to grab his hands, which I placed on the back of my head so he could guide me himself.

"Oh, god…" Yosuke groaned as he pushed my head gently toward him, and I opened up my throat to take more of him. I bobbed my head shallowly for a few moments before I pulled back a little, trying not to gag myself.

It didn't take me long to finish him off and he came in my mouth with a delicious moan. I swallowed what he so graciously gave me and stood back up, hard from my boyfriend's noises and soaking wet from the shower. I leaned into his mouth and kissed him aggressively, showing him that I wasn't done yet. He kissed me back with just as much fervor as his hands slithered down my slippery figure and he grabbed onto my dick, tugging gently and stroking at me teasingly. I assumed dominance in our kiss and our tongues wrestled almost violently; I wasn't fucking around, and he knew it.

Pulling our mouths apart with a loud 'pop' I gave him a look that told him to simply get on his knees. He obeyed my fierce look and smiled deviously before he got down onto his knees and quickly took me in his mouth. And I was lost somewhere in heaven.

Yosuke, able to trump me in one way, was able to drive while I wasn't. He wasted no time after his recovery getting a driver's license. Not to say I couldn't operate a car, but I couldn't afford one. Yosuke's parents bought him one: a sport red SUV that suited him nearly perfectly. And it had a nice roomy back seat… always a bonus, for obvious reasons. We often took advantage of that.

I stretched my arms out lazily as Yosuke approached me driving, the passenger door stopping right in front of me. I opened up the door and climbed inside carefully.

"Hey," I said, a bright smile on my face as I buckled up and shut the door. "So, are you going to tell me where we're going?"

"It's not really a secret," he laughed as we pulled out of the parking lot of the daycare and onto the street toward town. "I just wanted to see if we'd be able to go before I said anything."

"Whatever," I said with a chuckle. We were now close to the textiles shop, and I became more curious. "Are we going to make a quilt?" I joked.

"Gee, how did you know?" Yosuke asked me sarcastically, rolling his eyes. "No, we're going to the beach."

"Just you and me?" I asked him curiously, assuming Kanji would be going if we were going to the textiles shop. But I was delightedly surprised by the short-notice trip and I wore a grin as I thought about how long it'd been since I was at the beach.

"No; it's me, you, Kanji, Teddie, and the girls."

I was quiet for a moment. "Chie, too?" I asked quietly. For obvious reasons, things had gotten considerably awkward between Chie and me since the drama at the hospital. She was plenty polite, but I could tell she was still hurt, and I felt bad.

"Rise said she'd try and get her to come, but I don't know if she will," Yosuke said, and I knew he was thinking the exact same thing as me. "Anyway, we're picking Kanji up first. Then everybody else should be at Rise's place waiting."

"Alright," I said, smiling lightly and looking forward to an afternoon with my friends. We'd been separated by Yosuke's accident and Yukiko's running away and all the commotion surrounding both events, and it would be nice to have some time to get to know each other again.

I sighed and let my head fall onto Yosuke's shoulder peacefully. Even if it was possibly only temporary, life was good. I almost dozed off until I heard the back door open and Kanji threw in a bag before climbing inside.

"Hey, you guys!" he said, smiling brightly, clearly as excited as we were about going to the beach.

"Hey, Kanji," said Yosuke, and I lazily brought my head away from my boyfriend's shoulder.

"Hi, Kanji," I greeted. I looked back to where he'd strapped himself in and I waggled my eyebrows at him suggestively. "So, are you excited to spend the afternoon ogling Teddie in a bathing suit?"

Our friend flushed red as soon as I mentioned the "T" word, and I laughed. Yosuke chuckled softly too as Kanji folded his arms across his chest.

"I didn't think of it like that until you said something…" he mumbled, and I just laughed more.

"It's my job to say something," I reminded him. "You hired us to hook you up. Remember?"

His blush deepened. "I didn't hire you!" he exclaimed accusingly. "You volunteered yourselves!"

"Actually, Souji volunteered us," Yosuke corrected.

"Just don't worry about it," I told Kanji, waving my hand dismissively. "Have fun today. We'll take care of the hard part."

I heard Yosuke take a deep breath, and I knew the same thing was running through his mind as was mine:

This was going to be an impossible mission.

I hope you liked the beginning! As I'm sure you've detected, this fic is rated M for good reason. I wanted to make it more exciting and fast-paced than Kiss Me, so I hope I do a good job! Tell me how you liked the first chapter; review!