A/N: P3AU. In a world without the Dark Hour, Minato arrives at Tatsumi Memorial Hospital after receiving an offer from the Kirijo family. Show improvement, and he'll receive a full scholarship into Gekkoukhan.

Meh, I also want to write a better summary. =.=

Rewritten and moved to Persona Series. Beta-readers needed immensely.

"Wake up, Minato-san. We will soon be arriving at our destination." A cheerful voice called out.

Minato yawned sleepily, his grey eyes meeting the mischievous gaze of the gray-haired girl in front of him. The girl looked like a feline, the almost perceptible smirk before it pounced on its cornered prey.

"Good afternoon, Minato-san," the girl said, enunciating every word as though he were intellectually inferior. He kept the frown off his face, being reminded of the last family they tossed him too. Her grin widened, telling him that he failed miserably with his hiding attempt and that the nurse apparently had a sadistic streak.

"As I've said before…we will soon be arriving at our… destination," she stated with a smile, "so…please try to keep awake." Her purple skirt stretched as she crossed her legs, the girl's attention returning to the manila folder which blatantly had 'Minato Arisato' written on it with red letters. The purple hat and uniform she wore simply increased the outlandishness she projected with her grey hair.

His eyes shifted upwards slightly as he heard a giggle, suddenly realizing how he must've looked lie examining the girl in front of her, though it seemed that the girl's eyes were plastered on the folder the entire time.

The giggle was probably the radio blaring from upfront. After all, who ever heard of a girl that encourages perverted behavior?

Moving his thoughts away from the lack of length on the girl's skirt, Minato asked, "Where are we going again?"

The girl quirked an eyebrow, lifting her head from the folder.

"Again, we're heading over to Tatsumi Memorial Hospital," she replied before busying herself with the folder, "hmm…doesn't say anything about senility here…hypersomnia and possible sociopathy, but nothing about senility…"

The girl's cheerful gaze met his eyes before returning to the folder.

"Ohh, you've transferred homes four times?" She continued reading, "'he unnerves me', 'he doesn't talk to us,' 'he doesn't seem happy.'"

He rolled his eyes at the likely responses from his multiple foster homes. What could one really do about such a thing. Rant and cry? He was a bit more mature than that thankfully.

Her response was unexpected. She laughed, laughed incredibly hard with tears forming in her eyes. In between chortles of laughter, she managed to breathe out, "Guess that's why you're going to the loony bin with us."

He shrugged, forcefully exhaling air through his nose. He honestly didn't need this from an immature girl. "I'm only transferring to the hospital because I was guaranteed, by the Kirijo family, a scholarship to Gekkoukhan if I showed 'sufficient improvement. That's all."

Though…he didn't really see what he needed to improve really…

"…stuck with us…stuck with us…".

Slouching into the chair, he yawned, closing his eyes once more. The interior of the van was nice and warm, and the moving van felt pretty relaxing. The girl had stopped her humming. Probably knew she was being ignored, good riddance. He felt the world drifting away from him as he forced his body to relax.

"I told you, Minato-san, you shouldn't sleep. I may only be an attendant, but I know several effective methods of inflicting pain."

Crackle! Crackle!

Minato, upon opening his eyes, was greeted with a malevolent grin and the sight of a tazer close to an uncomfortable place. He frantically scooted away from the psychotic woman, only stopping when he ran out of bench to scoot on.

"Good, we understand each other" she said happily as she returned the tazer to her purse. "We'll be arriving shortly."

She reached over and patted his head with her free hand. "So please do try and stay awake."

As soon as they arrived, Minato bursted out of the back of the van when he heard the door unlock, attempting to put as much distance between himself and the psychotic girl…who was oblivious to the fact that the vehicle had stopped.

His self-preservation was interrupted by a rough-looking hand on his shoulder.

"Elizabeth. We're here," the driver said as he started at Minato. The man's eyes drooped slightly, and his brown hair looked like it hadn't been washed in days. He was wearing a white coat, and his nametag had the name 'Eiichero Takeba' on it. The Elizabeth girl turned her gaze to the adult as she stuffed the papers back into the folder.

"Really? That was fast. It's been five hours already?" She hopped out of the vehicle, displaying an odd amount of vigor for being cooped up in a van. His legs still felt like they were cramping. She hummed happily as she started moving towards the front of the van.

Minato felt himself being pulled by Eiichero towards the automatic sliding doors of the hospital. Therefore, he was understandably startled when he felt a hand on his other shoulder, smooth fingers and a cheerful hum marking one psychotic girl.

"Anyways… Minato-san. I will have to talk to Igor-sama about your arrival. Please feel free to look around."

Pointing at Eiichero with her free hand, she then happily added, "If you get lost, this passive-aggressive middle-aged man currently experiencing a marriage crisis will help you out~"

The older male hid his glare fairly well, but Minato still caught it for what it was. The narrowing of the man's eyes and the slight tic of his fingers were easy tells for anger after all. Watching as the girl half-skipped half-walked away from the two, Eiichero released a sigh of long-sustained suffering.

"Takeba-san, is she alwa-"

"Yes. She is." Eiichero looked off to a corner and slowly moved towards the doors they just came through.

"Wait a second. Weren't you supposed to help me?"

"My job ends at four o'clock on the dot. What time is it now?"

"It's…four thirty-five." Minato gritted his teeth.

"Precisely." The man slowly walked towards the door but paused for a moment, "You're a 'big boy' now. You don't need an old fart like me to show you around."

With those words of wisdom, Eiichero left the hospital, leaving Minato to his own devices.