A/N Hello readers!
This fan fiction is based off Persona 4 Golden, and for the most part the story will remain untouched, except for a few additional scenes for the romantic pairings. The biggest change I've made is to make the MC half-American and half-Japaneses. He will have the same canon last name (Narukami), but his first name has been changed to Thomas.
There are going to be 3 pairings in this fic (maybe):
Thomas(x)Marie
Yosuke(x)Chie (maybe)
Kanji(x)Naoto
I know that a lot of people hate Marie, but she's one of my favorite P4 characters, and she is by far my favorite MC ship other than maybe Rise.
So here is the first chapter. I hope you enjoy!
"Welcome to the Velvet Room."
...
Okay, this is weird.
When I fell asleep, I was on a practically empty train headed to the countryside town of Inaba.
Now, I'm sitting in the back of a blue limousine with two people sitting across from me; a man and a woman.
Oh, I must be having one of those really realistic dreams. Cool!
The woman looked normal enough, with blonde-white hair and yellow eyes with a blue dress with eight golden rings across the fabric.. A leather-bound book rested on her lap. As I turned to look at the man, I became very confused.
What the fuck am I looking at?
The man had some... Interesting features, to say the least. He had a long, thin nose, pointed ears, and bulging bloodshot eyes.
He looks kinda like a goblin.
Or maybe a troll...
No, definitely more like a goblin.
The man frowned at me.
"I can assure you I am not a goblin, nor am I a troll." He said as if reading my thoughts.
...
Wait, can he read my thoughts?
"Yes I can, but that is not important." The man said. He cleared his throat and hunched over, resting his elbows on his knees.
"Welcome to the Velvet Room," he repeated politely. "My name is igor, and I am delighted to make your acquaintance."
The Velvet Room..?
This is a weird dream.
"What is this place?" I asked.
"This place exist between dream and reality, mind and matter. Only those who are bound by a contract may enter." Igor replied. "It may be that such a fate awaits you in the future."
Thanks for the shitty answer, I understand perfectly now!
"I do not appreciate your sarcasm." He said to me with a sigh.
"Now then... Why don't you introduce yourself?" Igor asked, though I got the impression it was more of a demand then a request.
Why do I have to tell this creepy dream troll what my name is? This IS a dream, he should already know.
...
Ah, what the hell.
"Thomas Narukami." I said, shrugging.
His face twisted into a crooked smile.
"Well then, Mr. Narukami, why don't we take a look at your future?" He asked, then looked at the woman. "Margaret?"
The woman, who was apparently named Margeret, opened the book resting on her lap. She waved a hand over one of the pages. Suddenly, a group of blue tarot cards floated off the page and begun spinning and floating around each other in a spherical formation.
Yep. Definitely the weirdest dream I've ever had.
"Now, let us see what's in store for you, Mr. Narukami."
As Igor spoke he plucked a card out of the air and looked at it.
"A Fool in the upright position." Igor said and threw the card to me. I caught the card and looked at it. It had a simple design, a silhouette of a man wearing a jester hat on a red background.
"A great mystery will be forced upon you soon after you arrive at your destination, and you must work with your new companions to solve it." Igor said, taking the second card.
"A Moon in the downward position." He threw the card in my direction again. I caught it and looked at it.
This card also had a very simple design: a teal crescent moon on a black background.
"A great tragedy will befall you a time after your arrival. It will break your spirit for a time, and will fill your soul with anger and a lust for vengeance."
A mystery and a tragedy? What the hell is this old goblin taking about?
"You'll want to hold on to those cards. They'll play an extremely important role in your upcoming journey." Margaret said as she closed the book.
I looked down at the two cards in my hand, a Fool and a Moon. I slid them into the chest pocket of my jacket.
Igor smiled his crooked smile.."Thank you," he pulled up his sleeve and glanced down at an intricate golden watch on his wrist. He raised an eyebrow as if he were surprised. "It appears your time here is up. You will be called here again soon."
As he spoke, my eyelids became heavy and everything went black.
...
...
"-asoinaba. Welcome to Yasoinaba." I heard over the intercom as my eyes opened. Looking out the window, I noticed that the train had stopped and was resting inside of a small station.
Well, I'm here.
I grabbed my carry-on bag and walked to the entrance.
I got to the entrance and began looking for my uncle.
"Thomas!" I heard from the left. I glanced over to see a man with short black hair and a gray shirt. A small girl with brown hair and pigtails stood half-hidden behind him. I walked over to the couple.
Wow, he looks really different. Well, I guess that makes sense, I haven't seen him in almost 14 years.
And my little cousin here wasn't even alive when I last saw him.
"Wow, you're even more handsome then you are in your picture," the man said kindly. "I'm Ryotaro Dojima..." He said, scratching the back of his head. "Well, let's see... I'm your sisters' younger brother, and that's about it."
I smile and hold out my hand. "It's been a long time, uncle."
"Yeah it has. I haven't seen you since you were in diapers." He shook my hand.
"Now who is this pretty little lady?" I asked, kneeling down in front of the girl I assumed was my cousin.
"Oh, yeah. Thanks for reminding me," Dojima said, stepping back and placing his hand on the girls' head. "Nanako, say hello to your cousin."
Nanako. What a pretty name.
She stared at the ground for a moment, tapping her foot nervously.
Finally, she glanced up at me. "...lo'" she said quietly, running back behind Dojima.
"Hahaha, what are you being so shy for?" He asked her, laughing. Nanako punched the back of his leg in response. "Ow!" I smiled at the display of the father-daughter relationship.
If nothing else, at least I'm staying with some kind people.
"Come on, our van is this way." Dojima said as he took Nanakos' hand and the two of them walked towards a white minivan. I followed them, and not noticing the girl walking in my direction, I bumped into her.
"Oh, sorry." I said and continued walking.
A few seconds later I heard a voice from behind me.
"You dropped this." The girl said from behind me.
As I turned to face her, I was stunned.
The girl had chin-length black hair and dark green eyes. She wore a white button-up shirt, a small belt, and a plaid skirt with white and black striped socks that went up to her mid thigh. The look on her face was a mix of annoyance and anger.
She is, without a doubt, the most unfriendly looking person I've ever met.
I thought for a moment.
That being said, she's also probably the most attractive person I've ever met.
As I stated at her she held out her hand. In it was the piece of paper I'd written Dojimas' address on.
"U-um... Thanks." I said quietly, reaching out for the paper.
As I took the paper from her, our hands touched, causing her to quickly pull back.
"d-don't touch me!" She hissed. Her cheeks had turned a light shade of red.
What the hell? Is she nervous too?
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, regaining her composure.
"Why did you thank me? All I did was pick it up..." And then she lost her composure again. Ihateyouyoustupidannoyingcutejerk!"She yelled before turning and rushing into the train station, her face still bright red.
Uh... Did I just hear her call me cute while yelling at me?
...
Oh, dammit now I'm blushing!
"Thomas, you coming?" Dojima yelled from the car, snapping me to attention.
"I'll be right there!" I replied, running to the car.
Moel Gas Station
As we stopped in front of the gas station, an attendant with long gray hair ran up to our car.
"Welcome to Moel!" He said enthusiastically as we all got out of the car. Nanako went to use the bathroom, and Dojima pulled out a pack of cigarettes and walked to the curb.
"Are you a student?" The attendant asked me As he opened up the gas tank and started filling up the car.
"Yeah, I'm going to be starting at Yasogami tomorrow. I just moved here from the States" I replied.
Away from everybody I've ever known and cared about.
"America? That's a long move. You're probably going to be bored out of your mind after school unless you hang out with friends or get a job," as he spoke his eyes lit up. "Speaking of which, we're actually looking for part-time help right now, and we don't mind if you're a student. Think about it, okay?" He held out his hand.
"I will." I said nonchalantly, shaking his hand. The attendant smiled before taking out the gas pump.
"I should be getting back to work now. It was nice talking to you." He said, walking back to the store. I put my hands into my pockets and leaned against the van. I glanced around, taking a look at my surroundings.
I'm not happy about moving to the other side of the world, but I'll be damned if this isn't a beautiful town.
I stood there looking around, letting my thoughts wander. Eventually they wandered to the girl I met at the train station.
Who was she? I've never seen someone so beauti-
"AGH!" I yelped, placing a hand on my forehead. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in the front of my head. My vision was starting to become blurry. "What the hell...?"
"Are you okay?" Nanako asked, walking up to me. "You don't look good."
"Don't worry, Nanako. He'll be fine," Dojima said reassuringly as he came back from his smoke. "He's probably just tired... You ARE okay, right?" Dojima looked at me, his eyes filled with worry.
I slowly nodded, the pain in my head beginning to subside. "I think I just need to get some sleep."
Dojima smiled. "Okay, then let's get you home." The three of us got back into the van and we continued our drive.
Dojima Residence
"There's plenty here, so be sure to eat up!" Dojima said gleefully. We were sitting around a small dinner table, and there was a very nice spread of food. In order to make me feel at home, Dojima had prepared me a bacon cheeseburger. "You're going to be staying here for the next year, so try to make yourself at home."
"Thank you for your kindness, uncle." I say with a gracious smile.
He chuckled. "Don't be so formal. As long as you're here, you're family."
"Alright," I said as I picked up the burger.
Wow, It smells amazing...
"Thank you for making burgers. I haven't had the chance to try very many Japanese foods other than sushi, so it's good to eat something I know is good." I said as I took a bite.
It tastes amazing too.
"It's no trouble, although I had Nanako help me make them. She's a much better cook than I am." Dojima replied with a laugh, looking at his little daughter.
I looked at Nanako, surprised. "So you're the family cook, huh?" I asked her. "You know, I'm a pretty good cook. If you want, I can help you make dinner sometimes."
Nanakos' eyes lit up and she smiled. "You will?" She asked happily.
"Of course." I smiled.
The three of us dug into the food, making small talk as we ate. Dojima and Nanako mostly ate Jspanese food like sushi and tokayaki. I let Nanako try my burger, and much to her surprise she loved it.
"You know, Thomas, you speak Japanese really well for an American." Dojima said.
"Yeah, well my mother made me learn after I moved to New York. She wanted me to know a second language, and she didn't want to hire a teacher so she taught me Japanese at home."
"That sounds like her. When did you sta-"
BEEP BEEP
Dojimas' phone rang. He pressed a button on the phone and put it up to his ear.
"It's Dojima... Oh, I see," he said, glancing back at me. "Can it wait? I have company... Yeah, I got it. I'll be right there." Dojima sighed.
"I guess I made the right decision skipping the booze tonight. Sorry, but something came up at work and I have to go," Dojima said as he kissed Nanakos' forehead and left.
Nanako stated down at her food, not talking or eating. There was a glimmer of sadness in her eyes.
I should probably say something.
"What does your dad do?" I asked her. She raised her head and looked at me.
"He's a detective working for the police department." Nanako replied sadly.
"Is it always like this?"
"Yeah, but it's okay. Now I have someone to keep me company when he's not around." She said and smiled at me.
I think my heart just melted. How is my cousin so cute?
Nanako and I talked for a few more hours, until she got tired. I out her to bed and went up to my room.
As soon as entered the room, I took off my jacket and tossed it onto the chair. I opened up one of the boxes and starred unpacking it.
An hour later i had unpacked two of the twelve boxes. I opened up the third one and yawned.
You know what? I'll just unpack tomorrow. I'll have a lot more time after school.
As I closed the third box, I noticed a few objects on the chair, below my jacket.
Hmph. They must have fallen out of my jacket.
As I leaned down to pick them up, I notice they looked oddly familiar.
Wait, are these...
My jaw dropped and my eyes went wide.
There were two tarot cards lying face-up on the chair.
One with a silhouette of a man in a jester hat on a red background.
The other a teal crescent moon on a black background.
A Fool and a Moon.
I could hear my heart beating in my chest.
I felt a drop of sweat roll down my cheek.
The cards...
How the hell?
Was it...?
Oh my god.
My dream, the dream of the 'Velvet Room' was real.
Thank you guys for reading, and please leave a review telling me how I could improve my writing style.
Adios :)