A/N: Hello people! This is the start of chapter one of my Persona fic, Persona: Starry Sky. The first few chapters will be a little slow but the pace should increase with time. Gosh…I love this series. Anyways this is a Persona 3x4 fic. Some of the pairings are totally crack but I did it for story purposes. Also the main character's names from P3 and P4 are Minato Arisato, Hamuko Aragaki (Married), and Seta Souji. Anyways enjoy…

Disclaimer: I know nothing of P3 or P4. I do own my plot, OCs and ideas however.

Chapter 1: Connect


People live their lives bound by what they accept as correct and true. That's how they define "reality". But what does it mean to be "correct" and "true"? Merely vague concepts…their reality may all be a mirage. Can we consider them to simply be living in their own world, shaped by their beliefs?

Itachi (To Sasuke)

It's too addicting, it's too addicting, it's too addicting! Even for an information broker like me there are things completely unknown to me happening and happening and appearing before my eyes and lapsing back into unknown every single day. That is why I can never ever leave the places where humans abound! Humans, LOVE! I LOVE HUMANS! I LOVE YOU ALL! THAT'S WHY YOU ALL SHOULD LOVE ME TOO!

Izaya Orihara


April 2nd, 2034 11:59 P.M.
The Velvet Room
Minako's Fate

"Welcome to the Velvet room. This is a place between mind and matter. Dreams and reality."

Minako blinked her eyes a few times and rubbed a like sleep out of her eyes. The last thing she remembered was talking with her mom, Yukiko and dad, Souji about school, and then rolling off to bed. What's happening? She thought I'm must be going crazy or something. Her eyes focused a little more and she noticed that she was sitting in a plush blue chair in the middle of a planetarium. Constellations and planets slowly moved over her head. In front of her was a table and on the other side sat a wizened old man with a grin on his face and a tall young man dressed in blue standing behind him.

The old man continued speaking, "I am Igor and this is my attendant Theodore. Don't worry, you're not going crazy." Minako's facial expression turned very surprised but Igor continued without missing a beat, "The only people who can enter this room are people who have signed or are about to sign a contract. You are the first guest I have had in 22 years. In the next year you will face a great trail but do not be afraid. You are not alone. Let's see your fortune shall we."

Igor took out a deck of cards and put seven of them face down on the table, one in the middle and six others surrounding it. He flipped the first. "Ah…the tower. Impending calamity in the near future." He continued flipping cards explaining the meaning of each one, "Moon, deception shall manifest itself near you. The devil, a deceiver and a manifestation of evil. The Hanged man, a chance that death will come. Fortunately for you this can be avoided. Death, someone related to your trial will die. Who it is, I cannot say. The world…in all of this you will be surrounded by friends and together you can overcome." One card remained in the center. "The center card is your essence." He flipped it. "Rightfully so it's the fool. Don't be offended. This card represents a start. Infinite possibilities. It is aptly named the Wild Card. You will return here later in time after you have signed a sort of contract. Farewell."

With that Minako faded back into unconsciousness.


April 3rd, 2034, 7:45 A.M.
Yasogami High, Gym
The Student Body President

Mikado Arisato stood on the stage as he watched the students flow into the gym. They milled around and stood in clumps. The school, even in 25 years, hadn't bought any sort of chairs to seat their students. He looked at the face of each student, trying to name each one in his head. He would protect them. He wouldn't fail. Not this year. Not again. The head of school got up on stage and started to give his exhortation speech. Mikado stood passively. After the dean's long-winded speech had ended, the dean turned slightly and said, "And now we have an address of from the student body president."

Mikado walked up to the podium and by looking at him you couldn't tell he was the student body president. He was short, only about 5' 5". He walked in a slouch and looked rather nervous, his eyes flitting left and right. His hair was a dark shade of blue and it often hung in front of his eyes when he wasn't was pushing or blowing it out of his dark eyes. He straightened himself out and started speaking, "Hello fellow students. For the sake of time I'll keep this speech short. Please remember that as we go into this new school year that you should endeavor to do your best and try your hardest. I believe the headmaster covered everything else. Now for a quick service announcement. This year marks the first year of our newest student run committee, the reformation and disciplinary committee. Due to the recent rise in student delinquency, the school is taking a step to form this committee. The head of this committee is Tsubaki Iori. Application for this committee is selective and will give the benefit of fulfilling all of our school's service requirements if you are accepted. Thank you for paying attention. You're dismissed."

The students quickly flowed out of the gym and headed to their classroom.


April 3rd, 2034 8:15 A.M.
Yasogami High Classroom 3-3
The Transfer Connection

Hamuko stood up before in front of her class and called everyone to order. She hadn't changed much over the past twenty odd years since her fight against Nyx and still had her cheery demeanor and her incredible love for food. Her time at Gekkoukan High had convinced her to be a teacher if not just to prevent more injustices from people like Mr. Ekoda. She and her husband, Shinjiro, had moved out to Inaba at her brother's request and Hamuko had decided to teach English and also ended up as the homeroom teacher to class 3-3. She had two daughters, Fuu and Rin, and was loved by practically everyone who met her.

"Good Morning, class!" She said in her usually cheery manner. "Let's get started with roll call."

She listed off names, smiling when she called the name of her daughter, Fuu Aragaki and her nephew, Mikado Arisato. As she finished she heard a knock on the door. She walked over and opened it. Before her stood the headmaster and a young, muscular man with scarlet eyes and scraggly white hair that had red tips. Hiding her surprise under a mask of a pleasant smile, she asked politely, "To what do I owe the honor, headmaster?"

"I'm sorry I didn't get to you earlier but I just found out after student assembly that we have a student visiting today. Here is his file."

With that the headmaster walked out. She ushered the young man in and looked over the file. "Okay class this is" She looked down at the form, "Takeharu Kirijo." Her eyes widened I can't get out of here until lunch…I need to call Mitsuru. Dang… but she continued, "He is the son of international boxing champion Akihiko Kirijo and business tycoon Mitsuru Kirijo. Won the national boxing championship last year. Please give him a warm welcome." She pointed to an empty seat in the next to Mikado. "Please sit over by Mikado in the back."

Takeharu nodded, "Okay."

Almost all of the girls at this point had swooned and those that hadn't swooned did when they heard his voice except for one, Fuu. Mother and daughter both simultaneously sighed and shook their heads. After placating her group of students, Hamuko started to teach, her mind wandering through memories that she long since forgotten.


April 3rd, 2034 9:00 A.M.
Junes Headquarters, Inaba
The Queen and the Frog

Yosuke scratched his head while he looked through the files once more. His entire day was scheduled with a giant meeting with a Mitsuru Kirijo and her husband Akihiko. The file folder said that she had taken over the Kirijo group after her father's mysterious death and brought the group into a new era of prosperity. Her husband, Akihiko, had taken the boxing world by storm and had crushed the competition but retired suddenly after realizing his wife was pregnant. He continued on as the group's ad man. His secretary entered his office, interrupting his thoughts, saying, "Sir, your all day is here in conference room 1."

"Ok I'm going, I'm going." He sighed as he walked out of the room. Yosuke had continued to carry the Junes flame after graduation. He quickly rose through the ranks to the point of taking over company at the age of 30. He also married his college sweetheart Chie and had a pair of twins. His reputation had people give him the nickname, the Junes Prince. Today he was meeting with Mitsuru in order to discuss business relations between the two companies. Entering the conference room, he greeted the couple and they immediately started talking business. Ideas ranging from stocks to trade options spilled out and were immediately dealt with. They continued talking for three hours and then Yosuke had lunch brought in. A loud flurry of music burst from Mitsuru's pocket.

Windless night moonlight melts
My ghostly shadow to the lukewarm gloom
Nightly dance of bleeding swords
Reminds me that I still live

The rest of the song was cut off as Mitsuru answered her phone.

"Hello, this is Mitsuru"

"It's me!"

"Hamuko!...um yes. How can I help you?"

"Why didn't you tell me you came to Inaba?"

"Wait…what?"

"I said why didn't you tell me that-" She was cut off.

"No no no. I heard you. I meant why is it important?"

"Well I met your son this morning."

"Oh…wait, this is where you're teaching?"

"Yep. Let's get together!"

"Actually, Akihiko and I are going out to dinner with the Junes CEO and his wife at some place called the Amagi Inn."

"Seriously?"

"Yes…why? Is there something I should know?"

"I'm actually friends with both the owners of the Amagi inn and Yosuke and his wife. Ask if our gang can join him."

"Gang…You mean that everyone else from SEES is here?"

"Well except Yukari but I'll call her anyways. We all live in Inaba. So go ask and let me know."

"Ok, Ok." She turned to Yosuke who at this point was very confused, "Hanamura-san I have a request."


A/N: And done…Well see you next time. Please review…PLEASE