Wow. I've never had so many reveiws in my life. I have decided to continue the story and will appreciate any ideas and opinions given and consider all. :)

Sorry for the short chapter but I just need to ask for a beta. It would be appreciated since I'm proofreading by myself which is hard. DX

Please tell me if anybody is interested!

I don't own Persona 3...But I own this Minato! Mine! MINE!

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Summoner- One who can summon Personas from a Compendium directly without being related to the Persona. The residents of the Velvet Room are a good example, all of them are Summoners or 'blank' cards (See Blank Cards) as well as not being human. Not to be confused with a Wild Card.

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A stunning redhead walked down the stairs with a regal swagger. With gorgeous curled locks and an imperial gaze she gave a friendly smile to the newcomer. A set of bangs fell stylishly across one of her eyes in a similar manner to his own.

Minato gave her a searching glance probing slightly with his own skills. She was powerful. A subtle hint of danger lay interlaced with the formidable frosty aura of her Persona.

He mentally made a note to never cross her.

"I didn't think you'd arrive so late. My name is Mitsuru Kirijo. I'm one of the students who live in this dorm."

"...Who's he?" The brunette asked cautiously, still fingering her gun.

"He's a transfer student. It was a last minute decision to assign him here. He'll eventually be moved to a room in the boys' dorm."

"This isn't a girl's dorm is it?" He asked hesitantly. That would be very...unpleasant.

Mitsuru shook her head in amusement. "No. It's a Co-ed dorm. There is another male senior staying here as well."

"...Sempai, Is it really okay for him to be here?" The still unnamed brunette uneasily asked.

The senior raked her gaze over the new student. "We'll see...oh yes, This is Yukari Takeba. She'll be a Junior this spring, just like you."

"...Hey." With an obvious distrustful aura the girl in the Pink sweater continued to eye him with doubt.

With total deadpan he bobbed his head in acknowledgment. "Minato Arisato."

Seeing the itchy trigger finger girl looking decidedly uncomfortable he almost smiled. Deciding to see if they were quick on their feet, he shoved his hands back in his pockets. Rocking back on his heels to reduce his constant battle ready posture, he nearly smirked. He let himself slouch and allowed tiredness to bleed through his mask. Time to play the clueless and harmless civilian.

"Nice gun."

"Um, well..." She was flailing for something to say. It was mildly entertaining.

"Its not real." Mitsuru interjected, gesturing to her own holster on her hip. "You know how it is these days. Its for self defense."

He nodded in approval of the quick thinking and confident aura. If he hadn't known their true purpose he might have believed her. Definitely someone to be cautious of. Spotting a flaw in her reason he voiced it without fear, intrigued at what her reaction would be. Yukari was utterly forgotten, his threat radar barely registering her.

He stared at the guns letting a sliver of doubt appear on his mask. "Wouldn't it just be better to learn self defense or martial arts?"

A sliver of approval and intrigue flitted across her schooled features. "It is a lot simpler to just carry a deterrent. However, our other dormmate, Akihiko Sanada, is a formidable boxer and fighter. Both of us have trained in offensive sports."

He hummed, nodding his head at the information. The swaying on his feet wasn't entirely faked at the moment. He was dead tired. The little fishing he was doing for information was draining his energy even more. Noticing his exhaustion Mitsuru took pity on him.

"It's getting late, so you should get some rest. Your room is on the second floor, at the end of the hallway. Your things should already be there."

He could barely comprehend the directions and stayed staring at her. The red head's tone became faintly concerned.

"Are you alright?"

"I...don't think I could find my room in the state I'm in..." He admitted ruefully.

With a silent command by the Upperclassman, his new classmate piped up. "Oh, I guess I'll show you to your room then. Follow me."

Noting her disgruntled tone he silently picked up his bag and began to follow her. She seemed like the type to anger over the littlest thing. She was too weak to be a threat to someone like himself but given time, she could truly be a terror. If she wasn't already one to normal people.

Ignoring the obnoxious little voice that had started to pop up commenting on how stunning both girls were, he obediently followed her up the stairs. Making her way to the room at the end of the corridor she gestured to the door.

"This is it...Its at the end of the hall so it'd be pretty hard to forget." She chuckled awkwardly. "Oh yeah, make sure you don't lose your key, or you'll never hear the end of it... So, any questions?"

"Can you tell me the general rules in the morning? I won't remember anything now."

"Huh." She eyed him calculatedly. He wouldn't remember anything, huh?

Perfectly aware of her calculated gaze, he shifted to yawn. Being half asleep could not get rid of his habit of probing for information.

"Um...Can I ask you something?"

"You just did." He sighed.

"What?" Deciding to ignore it, she continued speaking. "On your way here from the station, was everything okay?"

"No, there were coffins and blood in the streets." He deadpanned. Utterly useless, she knew nothing. She was only trying to probe him for information. He nearly scoffed at her poor attempt.

She seemed shell shocked by his words but that was the effect he was going for. She would most likely run to report to her sempai about his response. He met her startled gaze and smiled grimly.

The ball is in your court.

"I must've been tired. Goodnight Takeba-san."

He instantly slammed the door on her face. Resting his head against the door, he listened. Several minutes later, rapid footsteps raced away from his door. A tiny smirk graced his face. A cursory glance confirmed his belongings were boxed neatly in a pile and untouched. The bag slipped from his fingers to land with a dull thud on the ground.

Deciding that he was really tired, he eyed the pillow with happiness. Wasting no time he flung himself on the the bed and was passed out before his head hit the pillow.

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I thank you all for so much support! :)

I have exams but I've already started typing the next chapter! I'll try to get out a longer chapter in a week or two!