"Protect Me With Your Penis, Senpai!"

With much effort, Naoto and Yu had calmed the two parties down. Yu had convinced Yukiko, Chie, and Yosuke that setting a bed on fire inside of a wooden inn was not a good idea, while Naoto threatened to get Rise and Kanji arrested if they didn't calm down and get dressed. The group had then piled into Yosuke's car, with Yu at the driver seat and Naoto in the passenger seat.

"You guys going to be okay driving back?" Yukiko inquired, looking at the groaning passengers in the back. Chie and Yosuke were sitting as far apart from each other as possible. Kanji and Rise were asleep and leaning on one another. Poor Teddie just looked at Yosuke and Chie with confused and sad glances.

"We'll be okay, Amagi-senpai," Naoto answered. Unlike the others (and Yukiko herself), Yu, Naoto, and Teddie had barely drank anything that night, so they were sober enough to take care of the others.

"We'll take everyone home so you can close up. Will you be okay?" Yu asked, concerned for his close friend.

Yukiko sighed and tried to smile, nodding her head. "Sure! I mean, I've been sleeping on that bed for months already. What's a few more nights?" With sympathetic smiles, the still sober members of the group bid their farewells and drove off. Yukiko was left alone as she walked back to her home, now dreading her own bed. As for the others...

"So... You like dressing up as me while having sex with Chie?"

"Who enjoys having sex while dressed up as Amagi-senpai," Naoto added, plainly.

"I don't want to talk about it," Yosuke hissed.

"Me neither..."

"You know, it could be due to seeing them as authority figures," the detective continued. "You look up to them, and want to feel the same level of respect that they are often given."

"Huh. That's interesting, Naoto." Yu gave his girlfriend a sincere smile, always enjoying her intellectual input. "Maybe what you two need is to learn that you are respected as yourselves. You don't need to dress up as me, or Yukiko to have that. Not that there's anything wrong with dressing up like us, honestly, I'm honored that you would-"

"Can we please stop talking about this?!" Yosuke groaned.

The car drove down the road in peaceful silence. The only sound was the crunch of the It was quickly broken.

"Sometimes I like wearing a wig. Like, with long, flowing hair. It makes me feel handsome..."

"No one cares, Kanji!" Chie and Yosuke roared.

Kanji pouted and hugged the sleeping Rise closer to him. "Okay."


Yukiko stared at her bed. What was once a place of safety and comfort was now a horrible scene of broken dreams and used condoms. Oh God, what if they didn't use a condom?! OH GOD. What if it got on the bed?! I sleep there! AHHHHHH!

That night, Yukiko slept in an empty guest room.


The next day, Chie got a call from her BFFH to come to Amagi's around noon. As soon as she had saw down, a flyer was pushed into her face. She jumped a bit, before reading the paper. "Amagi's Night of Flames? Yukiko, what exactly is this?" Chie questioned, holding the flyer in her own hand.

"Exactly what it sounds like."

"It sounds like you're going to set something on fire..."

"And that's what it is! Your drunk escapade last night taught me something, Chie!" Yukiko slammed her hands against the counter, surprising her friend as she continued. "Everyone has regrets! So I convinced my mom to let me throw a party tonight. Amagi's Night of Flames! 'Come and burn away your regrets and pains! Embrace tomorrow TODAY!'" she recited dramatically, swinging her arms to and fro.

"...Are you still a little drunk?"

"I might have had some morning wine, yes." The black haired girl rubbed a cold glass of water against her skull, sighing as the cold water numbed her pounding head. "Anyways, I need your help. We have a fire pit in the back that hasn't been used in a few years, so I'm going to need you and the others to clean that up and get it party-ready before the it starts... which is in about five or so hours."

"Wait, what?! Hold on a second, Yukiko!" Chie was silenced by Yukiko placing a gentle hand on her shoulder. The taller girl leaned forward with a similarly gentle smile.

"Now, Chie, I'm not mad at you for having sex on my bed with your sex-buddy," she giggled, her voice pleasant to the unfamiliar ear.

"Y-you're not?" Why don't I believe her?

"Of course not! Why would I be? It was just my bed. My bed that I've slept in since I was a kid. Now stained with your... sex juices. Why should I be upset? And the whole dressing-up-as-me thing? Water under the bridge!" The grip tightened as Yukiko leaned in even closer. Chie found herself shaking as her best friend's gaze drilled into her own eyes, down into her soul. "All the same, as my BFFH, I'd REALLY appreciate you doing this for me. Kay?"

"I'll call the others."

"I knew you'd see reason."


Once everyone was properly assembled, and given some headache medicine for their hangovers, the group was broken apart into teams of two. Yosuke and Teddie were sent out to gather party supplies, Kanji and Yu were at work cleaning up trash and moving heavy objects outside, while Yukiko and Chie put up decorations. That left Naoto and Rise to focus on making the food.

Well, Naoto made the food. Rise helped.

Speaking of which, the idol watched the blue haired detective cook with interested eyes. She was like a well oiled machine, counting the minutes off in her head as she balanced her time working on several different projects. She was working hard, and with good reason. The sun was already setting outside, meaning the party was just in a few hours. Despite that, the detective kept a cool head and continued to work tirelessly. .

Naoto sure is good at... a lot of things. Maybe I should just let her work instead of apologizing for last night? Sigh, no. I need to say my piece. I just hope she forgives me, Rise thought. She nervously moved some hairs out of her eyes before speaking. "Um... Hey, Naoto?"

"Yes, Rise?" The young woman was currently cutting a cucumber with amazing precision, chopping it into near perfectly divided slices.

"I just wanted to say... I wanted to tell you... Ah jeez," Rise sighed, rubbing her head. She planted her feet firmly onto the ground and looked at her friend. Naoto sensed her hesitation and turned to face her, concerned for the idol. "I want to say I'm sorry about last night. How I acted was wrong, and I'm sorry. I was being stupid, and petty, and jealous, and- and- and dumb!"She gave the blushing girl a kind, warm smile as she took a step closer. She had momentum now. Over the hill, now just roll on down. "You and Senpai are great together. If I could separate you two, which I can't because you two are meant for each other, I wouldn't. I'm happy that both of you found each other."

"Rise..."

"I just wanted you to know that. I'll apologize a hundred times over if you want, but I hope that this is a good start."

Naoto smiled at her friend and closed the gap between them, holding out her hand to Rise. "Apology accepted, Rise-chan, not that I was angry at you before. I understood you were heavily inebriated at the time."

"Heh. Yeah, I was." The two shared a small chuckle, before Rise lunged forward to embrace her friend in a tight hug. "Just take care of him, okay?"

The blushing Naoto could only respond by wrapped her own arms around the redhead and giving a small squeeze of acknowledgement. "I will." A long moment passed as the two held their embrace for a moment, before releasing one another. They both had warm smiles on their faces, though Naoto also had a small flush to her cheeks.

The sight made Rise giggle. "You're so cute. No wonder Senpai loves you."

"Oh... Um... T-thank you, Rise..."

"Now then! Let's cook!"

"R-right!" Naoto returned to preparing the meal, but now she had a smile on her face. She was so thankful of her life. She remembered how things used to be for her. A nomadic life of going from one place to another, solving mysterious and then being cast aside after her purpose was fulfilled, but now those days were gone and far behind her. She had the most amazing friends she could ever imagine and a boyfriend that made her flush just thinking about him. Yu Narukami. Her Senpai...

"Oh my gosh! No way! Naoto, look!"

"Huh?"

The red-haired beauty held a uniquely shaped bottle in her hand. There was a simple white label on it, with red letters stylized to look like paint strokes. "Nightmare Fuel! This stuff is banned in like five countries! How did Yukiko's family get a hold of it?!" Rise shook the bottle, hearing the liquid splash around inside. "I can't believe they have this stuff!"

"Rise, if that substance is as alcoholic as you seem to imply, I think you should put it away."

But her words fell on deaf ears. Rise looked at the bottle like she had found a glimmering jewel, or the lost treasure of an ancient world. She looked at Naoto with a cat-like smile. She took a step closer, and closer, smiling. "Hey Naoto," she sang. "I don't think I've ever seen you drunk before." That seemed to hit a nerve, because a furious blush formed on the bluette's cheeks.

She looked around nervously, trying to change the subject. "W-what are you talking about? You've seen me drink. Come on, let's get back to work!"

"I've seen you DRINK, but I've never seen you drunk! There's a big difference."

"I'm sure you have seen me 'drunk,' n-now please! Help me with... um... T-this stirring! Yes! This stirring is essential to the meal!" Naoto pleaded, a light sweat going down her head as she began to stir a pot of stew furiously.

"You're acting funny... Wait. Naoto, do you get 'crazy' when you drink?" The idol had a smile on her face as she stole the detective's hat, forcing her to turn to her. The bluette's face, as a contrast to her unique hair, was positively scarlet.

"I rarely remember things after I've become properly... um... inebriated. All I have to assume with is what others tell me. According to Senpai, I can be a 'handful.'" Naoto tried to reach for her hat, but the taller girl kept it out of her reach.

"Oh my gosh! That's too cute! That settles it! We're making a toast as soon as the food is ready! Time to get some shot glasses! We're trying this bad boy out!" Rise declared, finger pointed to the roof.

"W-were you listening?! I don't remember anything that happens when I'm intoxicated! I won't have any real control over my actions!" Naoto watched as the idol skipped over to a drawer, opening it to reveal several shot glasses. "Rise! Please!"

"Come on, Naoto! Its a party! And I promise to look after you! I won't even have anything to drink for the whole night! I promise! Just let loose! Have some fun! Okay?"

"W-we'll...One shot shouldn't cause too much of a problem."


Kanji and Yu smiled at their hard work. The place was clean, and the wood was placed in the firepit, ready to be burned. Chie and Yukiko finished putting up the last of the decorations, making the backyard of the Amagi Inn appear like a pretty nice place to party. With a flick of a switch, the rainbow colored lights streamed about turned on, creating a beautiful sight that only got prettier as it got darker. Yosuke and Teddie soon arrived with the final supplies. A few extra decorations, ice for the coolers, some more drinks, and finally-

"Is that...a bowl full of condoms?" Chie asked.

"Yep," Yukiko answered, not sounding very proud of the bowl in her hand. She placed the bowl on a table and rotated it slightly to look the most appealing.

"W-why?"

"Chie, most of our friends are young adults trying to live out the glory days before they become responsible members of society. Trust me, this is needed."

Chie felt she should have argued, but considering the thin ice she was already on with her BFFH, she kept her mouth shut on the matter and just nodded along. She looked around and noticed Rise and Naoto were bringing out the food by now, making the party look near ready. It just needed one last thing.

The guests.

"Hey, guys!"

Speak of the Devil. Actually, Sayako wasn't here, but Kou and Daisuke were!

"Kou, Daisuke! Good to see you guys again," Yu grinned, walking over to high five his old friends.

"Narukami! What's up, dude?" Kou beamed.

"Feels like its been weeks since we've gotten to hang out!" Daisuke noted.

Behind the two were more guests. It seemed, despite the short notice, word had spread fast regarding the party.

"Where's Risette?!" One voice cried.

"Risette!?"

"Risette!"

Oh. Yeah, that probably helps, Yukiko thought. She shook it off with a shrug though. Oh well. Not like it matters. I better get this fire started so we can start burning stuff. Wait a second...Where are Rise and Naoto?


A promise is a promise and after all, Naoto Shirogane was a woman of her word. She had gone back into the inn, sat down in the kitchen, and made her toast with Rise. She downed the drink as best she could, hoping to merely get the experience over with. Part of her doubted that the 'Nightmare Fuel' was potent as it was implied to be. She would have checked the bottle for more information on the drink's makeup, but all there was besides the label were pictures of screaming faces.

In hindsight, this all seemed like a bad idea.

"Hic."

"Wow, that didn't take long. How you feeling, Naoto?" Rise smiled from across the table.

"Heh. Just fine, Rise-chan," Naoto giggled. That was a clear indicator that things were not fine. Naoto does not giggle in a 'fine' situation. So either things were amazing, or burning-plane levels of terror.

"You seem happy."

"Of course I'm happy!" Naoto gasped. Rise was shocked to find the blue haired detective standing up from her seat and embracing the idol. "I'm with my best friend! I love you, Rise-chan!"

"W-wow! Drunk Naoto's affectionate!" The red haired girl hugged her friend back, making the detective giggle in joy. "I kind of like Drunk Naoto. She isn't so wound up as Sober Naoto. No offense."

"None taken! More, please?" She held out her empty glass, shaking it so the ice jingled around. Rise was minded of Naoto's child-like Shadow from all those years ago, but Drunk Naoto was far nicer and less...insane.

"Naoto, you should be careful. This stuff is really potent." Rise poured her friend's glass half way, and watched in horror as she downed the drink in one go.

Naoto let out a loud, exaggerated sigh of relief, before patting her tummy. "Yum!" She suddenly gasped and pulled her friend up from her seat. She pulled the girl over to the counter and she smiled at the confused woman. "Rise-chan! Do you wanna hear a joke?"

Her friend smiled and nodded, "Sure, Naoto. Tell me a joke?"

The blue haired girl was already giggling and snorting before she even spoke. "W-what-teehee- What did-HA! Heheee!- What did the DETECTIVE." She pointed at herself as she swayed back and forth. Rise had the resist the urge to laugh as she held her friend's shoulders, stabilizing her. "Thank you! Ahem! What did the detective say to her idol best friend?"

"I don't know, Naoto. What did the detective say to her idol best friend?"

Naoto reached into her pocket, to Rise's confusion. Suddenly she pulled out a pen and grabbed her friend's hand. She slammed the hand against the counter and impaled the pen between her fingers, stabbing through the metal counter. "Yu Narukami is mine. Not. Yours," she hissed.

"W-what?" Rise's voice cracked as she tried to free her arm, only to find Naoto's grip far too strong.

"I meant what I said, Rise-chan," Naoto giggled. She yanked the pen out of the counter and twirled it between her fingers. "I do love you. You're my best friend who isn't Senpai! So that's why I'm so lenient with your 'behavior,' and if Senpai ever wanted to do a threesome? I'd happily share him with you!" Drunk Naoto's face was slightly red as she spoke. Whether it was the alcohol or the matter she was talking about, Rise didn't know or honestly care. "But that's just it. Share. Share means he's still mine. Do you know who I didn't like, Rise-chan? Naoto ripped the pen out of counter with ease and began to carve something into the metal surface.

"W-who?" Rise whimpered, pulling at her arm. She flinched as the sound of metal being carved into stung her ears.

"Ai Ebihara. She was mean. Mean, mean, mean. Tried to steal my Senpai." Naoto's cheeks puffed up with childish rage. It'd been adorable were she not holding a ridiculously sharp pen in her hand. "I saw her throwing herself at my Senpai. The whore tried flirting with him, but my Senpai was too pure for that! Too pure to fall for her. All the same, I made sure Ebihara paid for flirting with my Senpai."

Naoto released the idol and examined the message she cut into the counter. "I broke her bike's brakes a couple of months ago. Do you remember?"

Rise did. "Y-yeah. She fell. Sprained her arm..."

"Mmm... I didn't plan on her dying, so I'm glad she didn't. But I heard it hurt. Senpai was nice enough to get her flowers and cook for her. He's so sweet," Naoto giggled.

Rise looked behind the girl. She saw the exit. Then she looked at Naoto, who was still staring at the counter. She slowly made her way for the exit, sidestepping around Naoto.

"Did... Did you really do that?"

"Maybe. Or maybe Ebihara has poor bike maintaining abilities. Maybe she should have inspected her bike before riding it, and I'm merely taking advantage of her misfortune to warn you about the dangers of stealing my Senpai." There wasn't any response. Naoto looked up and around, noticing the idol was gone. She blinked, before giggiling. "Probably had to go to the bathroom! Silly, willy, Rise-chan! Oh well!" With a giggle and a skip, the detective went off to find her Senpai.

On the metal counter, a message had been carved into it. A large heart with an arrow through it, with a short message etched in the center. 'Yu Narukami + Naoto Shirogane.'


"Think about it. Sex is exactly like basketball! You go in, play with a few balls, dribble them, pass them to a friend, dunk them, and then you either leave a champion with a trophy or leave with people booing you," Kou explained.

His friend stared at him with dewildered eyes, before looking up at the rainbow lights above them. "Well..." Daisuke thought for a moment, before smiling. "I suppose you're not wrong."

"AHHHHHH!" Rise ran past the two, shocking both of them.

"Whoa! What's up with her?" Daisuke asked.

"Maybe..." Kou let out a hiccup and laughed at the sound his throat made. He swayed back and forth as he thought. "Maybe, she's gonna join the Basketball team."

"...You think so?" His friend thought about it, before sighing. "I wish she joined my soccer team. We could use someone with that speed."

"Yosuke! Yu! Help!" The redheaded woman came to a skidding halt in front of her two senpais. She was panting as she tried to talk, only confusing the two older men.

"Whoa, what happened, Rise-chan?" Yosuked asked as Yu walked over to help her stand.

"N-Naoto! It's Naoto!" She panted.

"What?! Is she hurt?!" Yu shouted.

"N-no! She and I found some Nightmare Fuel and-"

"What! Nightmare Fuel? Isn't that stuff banned in like five countries?" Yosuke said.

"Six," Yu corrected.

"She drank some of it, and- and now-"

"Wait." Yosuke held out his hand as a chill went up his spine. "DRUNK Naoto is here?! You got Naoto drunk?! Did you at least take away her gun and tactical pen?!"

"What the heck is a tactical pen?!"

"It's a pen built to STAB PEOPLE! Oh God, Partner, you gotta stop her!"

"Wait, you know what she's like, Yosuke-Senpai?"

The brunnete nodded as Yu felt a similar shiver go down his spine... and his cheeks turned flush. "Naoto got stuck out of town on a case. She missed her bus, so Yu and I were on our way to pick her up. We stopped by this small resturant on the way back, and I convinced her and Yu to have a few drinks. After a half hour or so..."


"Shhhh." Naoto held a finger to her lips, before smiling. "It's okay. They can't prove anything," she giggled.

Yu and Yosuke merely watched the fire, thankful that no one was inside.


"Let's just say being a detective also means she knows a lot of ways not to be caught committing a lot of minor offenses," Yosuke shuddered.

"You two go. Enjoy the party. I'll take care of Naoto," Yu commanded.

"Y-you sure you can handle her alone?" Yosuke wondered. "I mean, you know how she gets when she's..."

"I'm the only one who can stop her. This is my fight, not yours."

"Senpai..."

"Go now. Both of you." Yu dramatically pointed to the distance. "I'll find Naoto and bring her home."

"It was an honor," Yosuke declared.

"The honor was mine."

Yu Narukami finished his drink and began to march, facing down the greatest threat of his entire life. Yosuke and Rise watched him go, until he was lost in the crowd of party-goers.

"... I need a drink," Rise sighed.

"You too, huh?"


It wasn't hard to find Naoto. She was on a table, dancing to the beat of the music, bottle in her hand, her precious hat in the other. Several people she knew watched her go, clapping and cheering her along. Alcohol truly was a social lubricant.

It also brings out Naoto's inner Yandere, but hey, it's still kind of nice seeing Naoto let loose and have fun with friends, Yu thought. Regardless, he walked past the cheering masses and stood beside the table, watching the dancing Naoto.

"Hey, Naoto," Yu greeted, walking towards the cackling detective. "How are-"

"Senpai!" Like a blue rabbit, Naoto jumped down. She wrapped her arms and legs around her boyfriend and squeezed him tight, like a warm blanket. "Senpai's here! Senpai's here! Senpai is...HERE!" She sang as Yu wrapped his arms around his girlfriend, ensuring she didn't fall to the ground. He sighed in relief when he was able to stand with the girl wrapped around him. "Hi," she smiled at him, and a blush formed on his face due to how cute his girlfriend looked.

Gah... She's so cute, even when she's drunk! "H-hey, Naoto."

"Silly!" She giggled, and it sounded like angels flying over his head. "You already said that! Are you tired, Senpai? Do you need a nap? Do you wanna nap with me!?" The look in her eye sharpened, and Yu felt his heart skip a beat. Her intentions were clear with that statement.

She looks beautiful. Like an angel. A drunk angel. No! Focus. She needs you to be strong, Yu!

"Naoto, you're drunk," he stated, matter-of-factly.

Naoto blinked for a moment, like a deer in headlights to his gaze, before gasping. "I am?"

"Yes. You're very, very drunk. Let's go to the car and get you home."

"Home? Ooooh! I get it!" Naoto nodded her head several times, before pecking her boyfriend's nose. "I have used my detective skills to hypothesize that Senpai wants to have sex with me!"

"What?! Naoto, I-"

"Silly, Senpai. If you wanted to have sex with me, all you had to do was ask. I'm always ready for you," she moaned. Yu's heart skipped again as she practically began to hump his chest. Several party-goers looked at the silverette as the girl unwrapped her arms and began to unbutton her shirt, threatening to free her large breasts.

"Whoo! You go, dude!"

"Somebody's gonna get BUZZEEE!"

"Lucky bitch..."

"Well, it looks like Yu just got himself a slam dunk," Kou grinned, proudly lifting a drink in his friend's direction. Daisuke cheerfully clicked his own glass with his.

"N-Naoto! Stop!" Yu pleaded, his face turning tomato-like as he watched his girlfriend disrobe.

She paused, only to pout. Her eyes began to tear up as she whimpered and struggled to speak clearly. "Am... Am I not good enough, Senpai? Did I do something wrong? I'm sorry!" Naoto broke the last half of her embrace, nearly falling to the floor as she cried.

"N-no! You haven't done anything wrong! Its just... Um... W-we're in public. We should go... somewhere private. Like our car?"

Like a flip of the coin, or her Shadow self, Naoto's mood flipped. She tapped her chin with the bottle, while she tried to drink her hat. "Hmm. I'll go with you on ONE condition!"

Oh, this is a bad sign. "Okay, Naoto. What's your condition?"

"I want a kiss!"

Oh. That seems fair. Yu thanked his lucky stars, before nodding his head with a smile. "Very well. I accept these terms."

"Close your eyes," she gently commanded. He obeyed. With his vision gone, Naoto took the bottle of Nightmare Fuel she held and downed it. She filled up her mouth until she looked like a chipmunk with it's mouth full. She then wrapped her arms around her Senpai and kissed him, pushing the powerful beverage down his mouth.

The man realized what was happening all too late. He tried to pull his girlfriend off of him, but her grip was shockingly strong for her small body. He let out a muffled cry of argument, but Naoto replied back with a muffled cheer. Without much choice, Yu was forced to accept the drink, swallowing the surprisingly sweet and warm drink. Once their mouths were properly emptied, the bluette freed her boyfriend and smiled. The silvertte merely stood there, eyes unblinking as the alcoholic drink set in.

Most people had never met Drunk Yu. Usually, the young man was very good about not drinking too much and staying in control of himself. Only his girlfriend, best friend, and uncle had seen him drunk and he had hoped to keep it that way. His Personas had a very different plan in mind.

"Move aside, sluts! Mara's running the show from here on!" A voice laughed. The chariot riding, certain-body-looking Persona kicked down the door to the control room of Yu's mind.

"Huh?! Mara! Get out!" Izanagi, Yu's default Persona and the usually in control, rose up from his seat. He tried pushing the disgusting creature out, only to be stuck grappling him.

"Too bad, Izzy! Mara's in the driver seat!" Mara stuck out his tongue and stretched it out, licking Izanagi's face/mask thing and coating it with the white juices within his green body.

"Oh my Me! I'm blind! It's in my eyes! And my mouth! I think? Oof!" Mara shoved the leather clad Persona out of the room and slammed the door shut behind him. With a mad chortle, he grabbed the controls and took control of the body.

A large, wryly grin formed on Yu's face. He slowly and loudly licked his lips, before wiggiling his tongue in Naoto's face. She watched it with awe, before he gently picked his girlfriend up and held her in his arms. She blushed as their faces neared one another, feeling the other's breath. "I wish to do things to you," he whispered. "Does Yu Narukami have your permission to do things to you?

"Yes..."

"Gooood."


Kanji waved goodbye to Naoki, smiling as the boy left to go talk to some other kids from their old school. He walked around to find one of his friends to talk to, only to stop as he saw a familiar couple. Yu and Naoto had their arms around each other, madly making out with one another. There was tongue. A lot of it.

"Mmmm! Senpai! More!"

"Senpai will give you more, baby..."

"And I'll just... leave," Kanji sighed, turning around and walking away from the passionate couple. It wasn't long before he found another friend sitting alone on a bench, bottle and plastic cup in hand. "Hey, Rise."

"Hey, Kanji," the girl sighed.

"You saw Senpai and Naoto..."

"Yep. You?"

"Yep."

Rise scooted to the side and and gently patted the spot beside her. Kanji offered a weak smile before joining her. She poured some Nightmare Fuel into the cup and handed it to the man. "Naoto gave this to me when she started making out with Senpai." The boy glanced at her as he sipped at the cup. "I'm still trying to figure out if she was passing it to me or throwing it at me..."

"..." Kanji looked at his now empty cup and sighed. "Sorry..."

She shrugged in response. "I told Naoto I was happy for her and Senpai getting together, and I meant it, but... but..." She sniffled, and the man beside her was reminded of last night.

"H-hey! D-don't cry! Uhh- Look!" Kanji reached to the closest thing he could find and held it to her. "Look at this this... this... Condoms?"

Rise stared at his hand, watching it squeeze half a dozen condoms.


"Thanks for the help, Teddie," Yukiko smiled as she watched the wood begin to burn. The smaller, blonde boy smiled back at her.

"My pleasure, Yuki-chan!"

Yukiko and the young man watched the flames flicker and dance. The party-goers surrounded the firepit, cheering and drunkenly yell at the flames. But Teddie's attention wasn't on the dancing colors or flowing embers. His attention was on the black haired woman beside him. He watched the light of the fire trace her features, making her look even more beautiful than she already was.

"Um... Yuki-chan?"

"Hm?"

Teddie took a deep breath and stepped closer to her. He thought of his Sensei and how cool he always acted around Naoto. Time to measure up, Teddie! "I've been per-bear-ing what to say for a while now. Thinking about what to say, or what to do. I've always thought you were really-"

"HEY! No bottles in the fire! Get the hell away from there, asshole!" Yukiko roared, stomping away from the blonde boy and over to a small group.

"Huh? Yuki-chan!" Teddie slapped his forehead and let out an exasperated sigh. "Darn it." He pouted at his loss, only to see another pretty face waving at him. He didn't know who she was, but she seemed nice, and saw was waving him over as she danced with her fellow cute friends. Teddie stared at them with curious, sapphire eyes, before grinning. "Maybe tomorrow she'll have time." And with that, Teddie skipped over to the girl and joined their dance.


In the crowd of fire-watchers, Yosuke sat on a lawn chair with awe. It was a beautiful looking fire, and comforting with its warmth against his skin. He was so enthralled by the dancing embers that he didn't even realize someone was walking over to him.

"Hey... This seat taken?"

"Hm? No, go right ahead."

"Thanks, Hanamura."

"Huh?" He turned his head and he swore in his mind as he saw his ex-sexfriend staring at him with a raised brow. "C-Chie?"

"Yep." She planted her ass on the lawn chair beside him and stared at the fire with the young man. He stared at her, confused, before shrugging it off and finishing his cup. Judging by the look on her face, she was slightly drunk. Judging by the way he wasn't turning tail and leaving, he was probably super drunk.

She didn't say anything until she had finished her cup. "So, you tossed anything in?"

"Huh?"

"Ya know... 'Come and burn away your regrets and pains! Embrace tomorrow TODAY!'" She recited, mimicking her friend's over-dramatic posing and hand waving.

He chuckled at the sight, if only briefly. "Yeah." He wasn't smiling when he answered, Chie noticed.

"What'd you throw in?"

"... The headphones you gave me."

"What?! I spent a fortune on those!" She ground her teeth and angrily tossed her empty cup into the firepit, watching the cup die in the fire with a scowl on her face. "You freakin' dick..."

"You weren't complaining about it a week ago," Yosuke mumbled. She heard, but pretended not to as she sat on her chair with a bright blush. "...You throw anything in?"

"Yeah. That bracelet you gave me."

"What the hell?! That thing cost me a fortune! You couldn't have just given it back to me?!" Yosuke growled, standing up from his chair. Chie stood up with him and glared into his eyes. Despite her smaller size, her ferocity matched the taller boy's perfectly.

"I could have, but I didn't."

Their raging face neared one another. They played their game, having forgotten about the dozens of people around them. One of them was going to blink, and neither wanted to be the loser. The game looked like it could go on forever (or the rest of the night, whichever came first), but Chie had a trump card.

"Pretty sure I bought you that shirt."

"..."

"..."

"You know what? Fine." Yosuke grabbed the rim of his plain, white shirt and threw it into the air. It burned up moments after landing in the fire.

"And those pants..."

"What about them?!"

"I remember doing 'it' a few times with you wearing them."

"Fine!" He unzipped his pants and tossed them into the fire to. He stood there in his orange boxers, ignoring the cheers and catcalls around him. Chie had a smirk on her face, but that smirk quivered when her eyes glanced at his toned body. It went away completely when he spoke again. "I guess you'd know. After all, you spent a lot more time down there then I did."

"Go to hell, Yosuke!"

The two were back to glaring at one another, but this time, Yosuke was near naked. If it bothered the drunk man, he didn't show it. Instead he just crossed his arms and smiled. "Hey." His eyes stared at her chest.

"What?" She asked, blushing as she tried to ignore his gaze.

"I always really liked that bra."

"..."


"Thanks for the help, guys," Yukiko smiled.

"No problem, Yukiko. A basketball team's gotta work together if they're gonna win, you know? They gotta pass the ball between each other, and sometimes, you gotta ask for help if you want to make that slam dunk," Kou mused. Daisuke just gave a thumbs up as he and his friend carried the bed.

"Um... R-right." The black haired woman looked around the area, mentally counting off her friends. Teddie was dancing with some girls (just a bunch of floozies, she noted), Kanji and Rise were opening up condoms and blowing into them, filling them up like balloons (Gonna have to deal with that later), Yosuke and Chie were throwing their clothes into the fire, (That's bad), and Naoto and Yu were making out with each other, grinding their bodies against one another (Wow. You go, Naoto-kun.)

With the help of the two athletes, the large bed was tossed into the larger firepit and burned. The crowd cheered and some even began chanting as Yukiko sighed in relief. The deed was done. She could finally have a peaceful night sleep without having to worry about what Yosuke and Chie did together.

It seemed the loud cheering and tribal chants was enough to get Naoto and Yu's attention. The blue haired detective ran over and tossed something shiny into the fire. "Yay!" Naoto cheered.

"Awww, look. She's having fun," Yukiko observed.

"Wait...Naoto, was that your gun?" Yu inquired, running behind the girl.

"Yep!"

"Did you empty it?"

"...I dunno," she laughed, snorting as she hugged her Senpai. "My Senpai. Mine.

Wait... Gun?! Bullets?! "Everybody, look out!" Yukiko screamed, catching the attention of only a few party-goers. They looked at her with shock and confusion, before returning to the party. The raved haired bartender looked at the burning, metal gun and watched it... do nothing, but burn.

"Oh. I guess she did empty it." Phew! That was close!

"Here you go, Fire-kun! Eat up! And in return, you'll stay away from Senpai! He's mine!" Naoto reached into her pocket and threw a handful of bullets into the raging fire. Yukiko's eyes widened as Yu stared at the falling, lead objects.

"Oh shit." That was Yu ahd time to say as the bullets suddenly began to explode in the fire.

"AHHHH!

"Oh my God!"

"I'm hit! No... No, wait. Its red wine."

"Run!"

Like firecrackers, the bullets began to explode. Hysteria and panic set into the dancing masses as they began to turn and run, screaming and yelling in a wild mess of people. Meanwhile, Naoto twirled in place.

"Whee! Fireworks!"

"Mara, please!" Izanagi banged on the metal door separating him and the control room. "Save Naoto!"

Mara heard his cries, and for all of his disgusting and perverted traits, he knew that Izanagi was making the right call. He pushed on the controls, pushing the body forward. "Don't worry, Naoto! Mara will save you!"

"I'll save you, Naoto! With. MY. PENIS!" He declared, picking Naoto up bridal style and dodging fragments of metal.

"Senpai?!"

"Wait, what did he say?!" Yukiko shrieked.

"Yes! You did...Wait, what did you make Yu say?!"

Naoto, to her credit, didn't seem that upset with the idea. In fact, she was practically beaming with excitement."Yay! Protect me with your penis, Senpai!"

Meanwhile, Kanji tried pulling Rise to safety, only for the girl to plant her feet firmly onto the ground. "No! I'll protect you, -hic- Kanji!"

"W-what?!"

"I was shot once! I'm -HIC- IMMUNE!"

"What?"

"Go ahead, bullets! Hit me! IT DOES NOTHING!"

"What."

Needless to say, it was a night to remember.

END

Eh. I'll proofread this later. I'mma go see Kung Fu Panda 3. See you, hoes, later.

I'm just kidding. I love you guys. Hope you enjoyed the story. I don't think it was as funny as the first, but that's partly cause I had to do some set up and planning. Also, a subtle (subtle?!) theme of the story? Much like Shadows, everyone has a Drunk self.

The Drunk you is just as much as you as You you are. Everybody's got one, don't be ashamed of it, embrace it. Actually, don't embrace it. Your liver will kill you.

Also, am I the only one who thinks Naoto is a bit of Yandere? I mean, she does get you a watch that tells her where you are. The only reason the range isn't better is because she lacked the tools. That means, if she could have, she'd want to know where you are at all times.

I mean, I love Naoto, but man. She loves her Senpai.

Have a good day, everyone.

Oh, and if you like this story, go check out my other works, please. Or don't. It's your life. Just know, I'll cry like a total bitch if you don't read my other stories. LIKE. A. BITCH.