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Notes: I seem to be going on a huge insanity theme lately, it seems! This idea came from the fact you can choose your gender in P3P, and well… what would happen if the experiences started merging? This fic assumes that Yukari is the canon choice for the male MC, and Akihiko is the canon choice for the female MC.
Bleed Into Me
By Lili Mundi
It started with eye color. He knew the color of his eyes, having seen them every day in the mirror. They had been blue since birth, a rich sapphire that darkened next to the black school uniform. Every morning, he would look up and see those eyes. But this one was different, taking him aback as he straightened up from spitting out the mouthful of toothpaste.
For a moment, the blue seemed alien. He had almost expected to see rich reddish-brown irises instead.
The feeling passed and comfort returned to the sight. He turned quickly away from the mirror, irrationally blaming the mirror for the feeling. He knew it wasn't true, but he had to blame it.
The protective gestures towards Yukari hadn't raised any alarms. She was still a great kisser.
Junpei mentioned one day that his headphones hadn't been over his ears lately. Instead, they had started resting around his neck, dangling down across his chest. The official reason he gave Junpei was he was tired of not hearing the Shadows until it was too late.
The real reason was that was the first day he had realized he hadn't been hearing his music the same in a while. In fact, the last time he had the phones clipped onto his ears was at least a week and a half ago.
He was too tall.
It was starting to terrify him.
Akihiko was exploring the Tartarus with him that night. The monsters were particularly difficult, exploiting Aigis's lightning weakness and hitting like a brick. Yukari had just managed to keep him from dying as Akihiko rushed forward, managing to land the killing blow. He shook out his fists and wiped at his forehead, the beading sweat mixing with the line of dried blood.
He found himself staring, a flame of lust uncurling within his veins and leaving his fingertips tingling with the rush.
An access point was nearby. He activated it, calling it a night. They hadn't been out too long, but after that fight, the humans understood the need to rest. Aigis would follow with no hesitation his orders. Yukari gave him a slightly odd look, however, knowing they had gone much longer in the past and had gotten into hairier battles than that. However, she wouldn't understand. She wasn't whispering these strange thoughts in his head.
Yukari was still a great kisser. She responded well to the needy passion, giving her own frantic kisses and unsteady wandering hands.
He nearly walked into the woman's bathroom.
He had to be more tired than he thought.
The embrace was too flat. Something was missing. But not on the other side. Something should be pressing up against that chest-
The embrace was too full. This shouldn't be how it was. There shouldn't be that much pressure up top and none there-
The hair was too long-
Too short-
It hurt, him inside like that-
It hurt, her nails too long for that flesh-
She woke up, confused. This wasn't her bed. Wasn't this-
Yukari shifted beside her. Yukari. Naked. They were both naked. No, this couldn't be. She didn't like women. She liked Akihiko-senpai. They were dating, she-
She lifted her head, looking into the mirror. He looked back at her, blue eyes wide and panicked from across the boxer's muscular form.