He sighed as he threw off his school's uniform dress coat. He sat down on the edge of his futon wondering why in the world he bother going to school anyways. It's not like his friends wanted him anymore. He purposely stayed in Inaba after the case, but something happen that he couldn't explain why. Maybe it was the absence of his Persona power's, but his friends slowly drifted away. They were all moving on with their life and he was stuck here in a dull boring life. He missed the days where they all struggled to solve the case. He just missed their companionship when it got down to it.
He missed the strong Chie, the passionate Yukiko, the Cheery Rise, and the intellectual Naoto. He had dated them all in the past two years. Yet each one decided that they were just better off friends. Seta Soji wasn't so sure about it.
The door to the room opened up and in walked Yumi Ozawa. She was about his height, but she was thin and fragile looking. She smiled at him and her green eyes pierced him. She always looked at him like that. It bugged him more then he like to put on. She had short green hair that she kept out of her eyes using a hair pin. Soji examined her body and just like always he was disappointed. She wasn't as fit as Chie, She was too pale compared to Yukiko, she defiantly didn't compare to Rise in looks and her mind wasn't half as sharp as Naoto's. But Yumi was his closest friend and the only girl that would date him.
"Hello, how was your day?" Yumi asked as she moved to sit at the couch.
"It was okay." He lied he wanted to say it sucked just like the past year had.
"Yeah?" She asked staring at him.
She was inflated with him. She was in love with him. She wanted to spend every moment she could with him. So that's why she always snuck out of her house at night to come sleep over here. Soji didn't really mind. Even though he hated her, she was company and that was something he needed. He nodded his head yes to her question and motion for her to come over with his finger. She smirked and slowly walked over to him.
"Will this cheer you up?: She asked as she threw her shirt off revealing her white bra.
"Who said I needed cheering up?" Soji asked and Yumi smiled. She took off her bra showing him her petite breast. She threw her bra at him and he caught it placing it to the side.
She put one leg to each side as she sat on his lap. She had this smile on her face. Soji knew what that smile was. It was the lover's gaze a look that spoke a thousand word. Yet made not a sound. She played with his silver hair running a hand down the side of his face. With that smile always that smile. She slowly kissed him passionately her tongue tasting every last bit of his mouth. She continued to kiss him running her hands through his hair. He closed his eyes and pretend that he was kissing Chie. He still could remember her taste. She tasted sweet and not plain like Yumi. He could remember that time at the riverbed under the tree. Chie's back against the tree, her face completely red, their hands locked together, and their mouths locked together each other revaluating in the wonder's of each others mouth. Yumi broke the kiss and looked down catching her breath. Through out the kiss Soji must have subconsciously removed the hair pin and her hair was covering her eyes. He tilted her chin up. If he wanted to relive those moments he had with Chie kissing under the tree then he needed her to play along. She smiled at him with that lovers gaze of hers. She kissed him again and he felt into himself again. Reliving the those precious moments under the tree with Chie. "Chie, huh?" Yumi whispered as Soji slowly kissed down her neck.
"What?" Soji asked not quite hearing what she said.
She didn't respond the only sound that she made was the soft moans as Soji's hand found her womanhood down below. He was kissing her neck toying with a spot on her neck as his hand ran circles down below. Yumi was blushing just like Yukiko would. He could still remember those precious memories with Yukiko at the shrine. Leaning against a pole. Yukiko blushing deeply at their closeness and scared that someone might catch them. But she wanted to do this it was her idea after long. Soji was her prince and she was his princess. She was his for the taking.
He felt her climax down below and her loud moan broke his illusion. She was panting and looking down again. Her hair covering her eyes again. He removed his hand from down below and smiled looking up at the ceiling wishing that it was Yukiko who had just climaxed and not this Yumi Ozawa. When he looked back at her she was smiling that lovers gaze again. He though she was such a sap. He moved his hand to play with her again. After all if he wanted to remember Yukiko then Yumi needed to be there.
"Yukiko, already?" She whispered moving his hand away from her.
"It would be selfish if you just pleased me all night." She told him smiling at him.
"Oh?" He asked as she unbutton his pants.
She was on her knee's now. She wanted to please Soji. For some reason that made him think of Rise. His relationship Rise was probably the best one he had. She always wanted to make things special between the two of them. Every moment had to be perfect so that they would remember it for the rest of their lives. Together...forever, but they wouldn't be. Instead Seta Soji was stuck with this Yumi Ozawa who had his thing in her mouth.
But still Yumi hadn't been the only girl to go down for him. Rise did it for him on Valentines day. He closed his eyes tilted his back and thought of that day when Rise went down for him. He let out a loud moan and climaxed bringing him out of the illusion. He looked at Yumi who was wipping a bit of her mouth as he figured that she must've swallowed for him. She smiled at him with that lover's gaze of hers.
"I was Rise?" She whispered and he couldn't make out what she said.
"Umm Yumi?" He asked and she grew suddenly very curious.
"You want more?" She asked and he nodded.
"Anything for you." She said with that smile of hers.
"I love you." She said and he nodded.
She stood up and took of her skirt and wet underwear. She sat down atop of him.
In fact he didn't want to have sex with Yumi. He despised Yumi, she was clingy and needy. Yet she was oblivious to his utter hatred that he had for her. She was moaning a top of him a perfect time to fall back into one of his fantasy again. In his play he couldn't and wouldn't notice the crying form of Yumi Ozawa whispering I love you atop of him.
Fin.