Sorry if this sucks, I was sleep deprived when I wrote this. I've never written anything for RyojixFemC before, but I don't actually mind this pairing. Considering her fate at the end of the game, Ryoji seems like the most 'probable' guy I can see her 'ending' up with. Next thing you know I'll probably write a TheoxFemC, HidetoshixFemC or BebexFemC fanfic. Hah, I really need to stop writing FemC x Everyone stories. xD

Anyway, I do apologise for blabbing on... Enjoy my crappy attempt at writing a one-shot for RyojixFemC. (:

Disclaimer: Persona 3 (Portable) and it's characters belongs to Atlus. No copyright infringement intended.


Perfect, just perfect. Everything was as it should be. The audience rises to their feet as the slow rhythm of the orchestra marks the era of a new beginning, of a new bond, a new life. This was the day they would declare their feelings in front of the whole world.

Here comes the bride.

Ah, here she comes. Perfection itself. A vision in white.

Here comes the bride.

Raven eyes met with maroon ones, never once breaking their contact. Her maroon eyes sparkle delightfully, the beautiful face which framed those eyes were hidden behind a veil, in all her glory, in all her radiance. He sees her wearing a long, elegant white flowing dress; the sunlight reflecting all her curves just right. Beautiful, simply beautiful. He sees her wearing that lovely smile. That lovely smile that had captured his heart from the very first moment they met.

As the distance between them closes, he returns her smile with anticipation, excitement. He could feel his heart hammering against his chest as she fits her small, delicate hands in the spaces between his fingers.

Until

"Will you take this woman to have and to hold from this day forward, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish..."

death

"I do."

do

"Will you take this man to have and to hold from this day forward, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish..."

us

"I do."

part.

Of course... for both of them, it wasn't a perfect story, it wasn't as it should be.

Perfection?

It didn't even come close. Ryoji Mochizuki, he could never allow himself to come close. He could never allow himself, or the heart he had longed to own, to be captured by that lovely smile from the very first moment they had met.

Until death do us part.

How can they be apart when they can never be together to begin with?

Alas, it was never meant to be. Death had already brought them apart.

Because his very existence, created in her own image, had denied him of everything he wanted.