Apart of Me

by Theotherevoker

Everytime the Mysterious boy appears in her room, Minako Arisato always feels as though she's known him for a long time. All she wants to do is protect him, but she doesn't know why... [This is just how i see Minako and Pharos's relationship progressing. I have always found them to be like.. brother/sister kind of relationship.]

1. June 1st

There is a little Mysterious Boy who appears every now and then during the Dark Hour, but Minako was sure he was protective of her for some reason. He appeared a few weeks before the full moon to warn her of an ordeal she would have to face. Once it was over he appeared again, happy that she made it through okay, so she stayed awake a little longer to see if he would appear tonight.

She waited and waited, her eyes starting to droop. Her body swayed, becoming heavy with a need for some rest. She did wear herself out getting through the next block of floors with Junpei and Yukari. All week they fought long and hard. Maybe the boy wasn't going to come tonight. She deserved sleep either way.

As she laid back getting comfortable, she felt a slight shift in the room. In surprise, she sat up again to find the boy smiling wryly at her.

"Hello, i came to see you again, as i promised." He spoke up, his voice as before, almost familiar and haunting. His features were distinct, from the striped pajamas to his almost soot black hair, but the most striking thing about him were those big round eyes. The shining blue was almost ghostly in itself but somehow she found the most comfort in them.

"How are you?" He continued, shaking her from her thoughts. When she nodded with a mumbled 'Fine', He smiled more. "I'm glad you remembered me."

She felt his pleasure through his words and patted the spot next to her legs on the bed for him to sit if he'd like. His eyes followed but he merely stayed put, shaking his head.

"Now.. in another week, the moon will be full again and the next ordeal will be upon you, so be careful."

She was grateful for the warning, even if she never knew how to tell the others, she was grateful to know herself as the Leader. She wanted to reach out and pat the boy, but he looked as though he was getting restless.

"I'll come again...," He mumbled with a small smile. She couldn't help it, she reached out and laid a hand onto his shoulder.

"Good night." She whispered back as he disappeared. The need for sleep hit her again and she laid back, sleeping peacefully.