BL4CKR4BBIT & DeadlyNiteRider: To answer your question; I would prefer them as a couple, rather than siblings. You have to admit, she's a better choice than Yukari. It's not that I don't like MinatoxYukari, it's just that... people have used that pairing so many times, I'm honestly getting disturbed of how many people use that. I'm now a MinatoxHamuko fan er-... Anyway, ALL HAIL SELFCEST...

feels weird reading this out loud.

Now, on with the chapter.

April 14...

I woke up the next day in a BAD mood. Bad enough to wake up five in the morning. "Ugh, this sucks. I have too many questions in my head, and I desperately need Igor to answer some of them."

Sighing, I went down the stairs to get breakfast. But before anything else, I would like to say;

THANK YOU, Igor!

My wallet still has more than half a million in it... or is it more than that? I can't really tell. Anyway, if I had been sent back here penniless, I would have been forced to take a part time job, or be forced to ask/beg Mitsuru for help -which would be bad, since the other day I made her attempt an execution... on me.

I opened the fridge and searched for anything more... satisfying than protein shakes. "Aha!" cup noodles. Won't be enough, but It'll have to do.

"Oh, hey."

I turned around to see Akihiko walking down the stairs. I raised my chopsticks to say hello, since my mouth is currently preoccupied.

"You're up early. Out for morning exercises?"

I swallowed the half chewed noodles and replied. "Nah, I slept early last night, so I woke up early."

He went to the fridge and took out a drink. "Heh, that's good. So, did any memory return?" he took a seat by the bar.

"Nope, but I found out that I was rich. You haven't check my wallet have you?" yeah, I know you wouldn't take anything, but you can never be too cautious.

"Uh..." good, I'll take that as a vague 'no'. "We were too busy taking care of school stuff, and the papers for other Arisato."

Okay...

Something's been bugging me though. I've been wearing the Gekkoukan uniform since that time on the roof, but they don't seem to be all that suspicious that they found out that I wasn't a student at the school, or wasn't even transferring beforehand. Why is that?

But, there's no way I'll ask that out loud. Mitsuru's probably looking for a person named Minato Arisato all over Japan right now, or maybe having the Kirijo Group look for one.

"So sempai, what are YOU doing out here this early?" I asked, returning from my train of thought.

"I thought I'd go out for a jog." he said, taking a sip from his shake.

"But, I thought you said at the hospital that you were injured, does Kirijo-sempai know about this?"

He wasn't expecting that. He coughed and gagged from the drink going down the wrong pipe. "It-It's only a jog." he managed to say between coughs. "I won't be using my ribs for that."

And thus, solves the mystery of the extended period of his recovery. "I'm telling Kirijo-sempai though."

"DON'T!" he stood up suddenly, too fast that his rib didn't take it too well. "Ugh.." he placed a hand on it to ease the pain.

"You know, this only proves my point." I said.

He sighed after the pain subsided. "I can't just sit here and wait you know, my training can't stop." he pulled out a determined look.

As tempting as it is to see him suffer, I'm not that evil as to torture the guy... -ok, unless the one hurting him is Mitsuru. I would even pay to watch the husband and wife routine. But since he's making himself suffer, I need to save my source of entertainment.

"Sorry sempai, either you let that injury heal, or I'm telling Kirijo-sempai." as tempting as it may to tell this to Mitsuru right now, and watch another episode of Lover's Quarrel, I have to be merciful and let him choose. The punch line here would be, if Mitsuru was by the stairs, hearing every word of this.

"But, I can't-"

"Hello Kirijo-sempai."

"WHA-!" he spun around, but saw no one.

"See? You're even scared of the imaginary sempai. I wouldn't want to see- wait, scratch that, I'd love to see what sempai would do to you if she ever finds out about this." from what I've seen her do to a person she only met for a few hours, bad things happen to people she knows for a long time.

"You're an ass, you know that." he said dryly.

Meh. I shrugged. "If being an ass means that I can help people, then I'll gladly take that name." with that, I tried to finish my now soggy noodles. "Ewww..."

I walked to school, feeling that Yukari seemed to be avoiding me. I don't blame her though... not so much.

As I passed the gate, I felt like I was being watched. I turned around to see some students looking at me. Most of the guys had glares, while some had wide grins. The girls all looked away, and walked faster, avoiding any eye contact. Weird.

Then it hit me; I'm different from the Minato Arisato of the other world: the emo transfer student. Now, I'm easier to approach since, I've been more charismatic thanks to my friends. Smart enough for people to ask advice from, and help them through their problems. And brave enough to voice what's on my mind, and help people in need. I've really... changed, haven't I. Though, this doesn't explain the fact that I'm being avoided.

When I got to class, none of the girls wanted to look at me. Are they really that disgusted? Every time I scanned the room, and catch a girl steal a look from me, she'd always turn around. At first I thought it was because I've been really weird on my first day, since I've become friends with Junpei. (The guy has quite a reputation around the girls, and not the good kind) and when I walked over to them, they try to avoid me, walking farther to the corner of the class. I stopped when I observed every girl in the room carefully. Upon closer inspection, they're all... flustered? All the way to their ears!

When I realized this, I felt some murderous intent from outside the door, and in the room. Most guys were glaring daggers at me. This proves it, I really have changed. My old self would just shrug this off, but the me right now feels... fear.

Or is it annoyed? I can't tell.

"Yo, man." Junpei greeted, as he entered the room. Wait, he's early? "Have you heard the rumors around the school?"

This should be interesting. "What rumors?"

"You wouldn't believe this. They say that 'God' has sent the girls' their prince charming. And guess who the prince is?"

"You?" I know it's impossible, but I'll humor him.

"If only." he covered his eyes with his forearm, and made fake crying sounds.

"Sanada-sempai?" I know I look like an idiot to not know the answer already, but my pretty boy senses are tingling.

He dropped the act. "Nope. It's YOU man, how lucky can you get!" and my senses were right. Yay.

"Lucky enough to get my head whacked." I said dryly. He's joking, right? The prince sent by God?

"That's just it!" he pointed at me playfully. "It's because of that, that all the girls in school are chanting "Minato-sama, Minato-sama."

"They... chant?" What, are they trying to summon me or something? "And next you'll tell me; they made a shrine of me behind the school."

He gasped. "Did you already see it?" oh hell no. Seriously?

"I...I..." suddenly feel anemic. I know Akihiko has fan girls, but I don't think they'll go so far as to make a shrine of him... right?

Suddenly, an image of girls in black robes entered a sealed room. They approached a wall, covered by a thick red cloth. One of the girls went to it, then pulled the cloth off, revealing a statue of Akihiko. Another girl went to the statue. In her hand was a towel. Bowing to the stone figure, she placed the cloth by its legs.

After turning away, the girl sniffed her hands, shivering when she did. The rest of the girl all knelt before the stone and began to chant...

"Akihiko-sama, Akihiko-sama! Please, come to us!"

Then, I snapped back into reality. BAD THOUGHTS! BAD THOUGHTS!

"DUDE, you lucky SOB!" he made a ridiculous face and gave me a thumbs up. Lucky is not the word I'm looking for.

"U-Ummm... M-Minato-sama?" a girl I don't know came up to me. She doesn't seem to be one of our classmates. "Please!" she bowed her head and pass- shoved a letter to my chest. I caught it. "I'll be waiting for your reply." she rushed out of the room, and didn't look back.

Well, I have to admit that was... "Cute." as I uttered the word, a squeal was heard from outside the room. "I take that back."

EVIL SECT BEGONE!

"Whoa, the legendary 'Love Letter Approach'." Junpei said, staring at the letter in my hand, which made me raise a brow. "The piece of paper that every guy dreams of getting. This is the first time I've ever seen it performed to someone I know." do tell.

"Nggh! So lucky!" said a voice from behind us.

We both turned around to see who it was. "Yo Kenji, su'p dude."

The person was Kenji Tomochika, my friend in the last world; the Magician Social Link. He prefers older women, rather than the girls in the same age as him. Has a crush on one of the teachers, Emiri Kanou. Ramen geek that rivals even the Gourmet King. And what does he mean, lucky?

"And you are?" I asked, still pretending like I don't know squat. Dude, stop biting that handkerchief.

"Kenji Tomichika." he introduced. Pulling away the (now) soggy piece of cloth. "The guy that sits a few chairs behind you. Nice to meet you."

"Likewis-."

"Dude, I've gotta say; you are Awesome. Two days, and you've already started a cult." That's a scary thought. "Most of them already forgot about the other transfer student." he said happily. She still needs time to cope, so I'll treat this as a favor.

"We also have the same last name, that should start something." I pointed out.

"I doubt it." he shook his head. "Most of the freshmen girls are already worshiping the great Minato-sama." both Junpei and Kenji bowed mockingly. I resisted the urge to play along and wave to my loving fans. "Oh great one, your image has already spread throughout Port Island. And the girls who failed to enter this school are all cursing themselves."

GASP!

Scary, very SCARY. Scary like: Island full of zombies scary. Only, the zombies are all female, ready to rip you apart.

I don't really care about rumors, but this could make school awkward. I shook my head and went to my seat, class is getting started.

It was was going well. The teacher taught us the answer to one life's greatest question of: WHY is class so boring? Nuff said.

In front of me was Yukari, stealing a few glances from me every so often. She seems, jumpy. So, I took the other end of the pen and poked her back.

"HAI!" she jumped from her seat and yelped.

"Ah, Takeba-kun, glad you volunteered. Please answer this question."

And after she answered incorrectly, she gave me a burning Yuka-tan glare.

I just shrugged.

Lunch came, and with my fat wallet, I bought my favorite treat: melon bread and juice. There's no school lunch set being served here, so I have to make do with this. And now I take a bite of-

"What is you problem!"

I turned to the brunette archer, who was still glaring at me with the same eyes from earlier.

Yukari, it's rude to disturb people when they are eating, especially when they were about to take a big bite.

"What do you mean?" I asked, reluctantly trying to push away my delicious morsel.

Must... resist... temptation... and answer... Yukari...

"Don't play dumb!"

"Whoa, I suddenly felt duja vu." successfully pushed away my lovely pastry. Damn.

"What's the matter Yuka-tan?" Junpei asked, as he walked over to us.

"This guy!" she pointed at me, which I gently pushed towards the other guy.

"You mean Junpei?" I asked, turning the blame-finger to the unfortunate friend. "Did he do something?"

"Stop that!" she slapped my hand away. "I'm talking about your attitude."

"What about it?"

"You're an ass."

Another deja vu.

I shrugged. "You're the second person to say that to me today." I took a big bite from my melon bread.

I couldn't resist, I did it uncounciously. I used most of my will power last night.

"I see someone also share my thoughts." she said, crossing her arms.

I swallowed. "And I told that person; If being an ass means that I can help people, then I'll gladly take that name." I took a sip from my juice. Mmm, fruity. "So, what's your problem? Let this prince charming; Minato-sama, help the damsel in distress."

I got a snicker from Junpei, but more anger from the brunette.

"See? That's what I'm talking about! You and your... stupid behavior."

"Hey, I'm lucky to still have a set of personality at least. Who knows what I was like before I lost my memories." She took a step back, and her face showing guilt. Damn, that was a low blow, sorry. "Anyway, I'm sorry Takeba-san. I just don't know how to act around others." Alright, now THAT was a BIG lie. "Please bare with me until I regain my memories."

I stood up, then bowed to her, taking her hand and gently giving it a kiss.

"OH SNAP!" Junpei yelled.

Yukari hastily pulled her hand back, then rubbed it with her other. It surprised me a bit, but I recovered, and gave her my best smile.

"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" some squeals came from the door. Everyone in the room turned to the direction of the racket.

EVIL... SECT...!

That ruined the moment.

"So, Takeba-san..." I said, gaining back her attention. "Do I need to do something else to ask for your forgiveness?"

"D-Don't be stupid!" she shot back. She grabbed her bag, and took out her bento. "And call me Yukari." with that, she ran out the door.

"You da man!" Junpei raised his hand for a high-five.

I shook my head, and sighed. "And THAT is why, you never get girls."

After school...

"Dude, let me repeat what I said this morning. You. Are. AWESOME!" Kenji exclaimed, jumping around like a little kid. "So man, what's the secret of getting girls?"

We passed the gate, the two magicians walking beside me. Not even one girl came to me after these two came along. I swear, these guys are cursed.

"Honestly?" I said. "Don't act like Junpei."

"HEY!" said guy barked. "But man, what you did back there? You've gotta be brave to do that in public." I was serious though. "Makes me wonder how you act inside your dorm."

I came to a halt, the memory of Mitsuru attempting to execute me the other day replayed in my mind. That hole in the wall was patched up way too quickly. I forgot about it this morning.

I paled at the thought of not having a personae without any resistance to ice attacks.

Apparently, Junpei caught my expression.

"Oho, seriously? Tell me, what devious things do you do?"

This gave me an idea. Mwhahaha

I looked at him straight in the eyes. "Do you want to know?" I asked, then I looked at Kenji's. "Do you really want to?"

Both of them gulped, as I walked in front of them, spinning around to face the two. I gave them a dead serious look. I parted my lips, and whispered. "That fateful evening..."

They both leaned closer to hear the rest. "In my first night at the dorm..."

"Yeah?" They both said at the same time, leaning closer again.

"In my first night... I screwed (around with) Mitsuru."

"HOLY SHIT!" both men jumped back, shouting words that no mere mortal can comprehend, gaining a few disturbed looks from the passing students.

I said the "around with" in my head.

This is my revenge plot for transferring me to school right after I just moved in. I know it's a risky move, but I MUST HAVE MY REVENGE, EVEN IF I HAVE TO SACRIFICE THIS MORTAL FLESH!

RUMORS, COME FORTH!

I turned around and walked away, leaving the two magicians in their wild fantasies.

After arriving at the dorm, I was greeted by the red head sempai. Right by the door. "Welcome back."

She grabbed my collar and pulled me over to a couch, throwing me down.

I lost my balance and fell face first. I looked back to the angry sempai. It somewhat scared me, but playful instincts told me to cover my nads. "Sempai, I don't think I'm ready for this. We only met a few days ago." I pleaded.

Her eye twitched. "What are you talking about? And why are you in that awkward position?" anyone would do the same.

I curled up to a fetus position, hands still placed on the vitals. "Wh-What do you mean?" I asked, a hint of fear in my voice. "You forcefully pulled me over to a couch, I'm only protecting my chastity. And don't you think it's inappropriate to do it here, it's not very comfortable?"

Another twitch. "You have some nerve..."

"Alright, alright." I sat up. "What is it?"

"I wanted to talk to you about... important things." I raised a brow. What kind of important things? "But first, please stop doing that." she pointed at my hands.

Still covering my precious manhood. "I can't."

"Please stop fooling around, I am being serious."

"So am I." I said. "I brought up the accursed idea, so... I'm wary that you might still do it."

She fell silent. I wondered what she'll do?

She looked around.

I got nervous.

She looked at me.

I blushed.

She glared.

I was relieved.

She got pissed.

I trembled.

She froze me.

My nightmare came.

A few minutes later, Akihiko walked in. "I'm back."

"Welcome back." Mitsuru greeted, sitting in one of the couches.

Akihiko sighed. "Man, being injured drags. I can't even go to practice."

"You need to rest that injury if you want it to recover fully, and don't even think about training behind my back."

"Yes ma'am." the boxer groaned.

Akihiko headed for the stairs, but something caught his eye.

"Great statue Mitsuru. You're getting better with your ice skills. The Thinker, right?"

The red head chuckled. "No."

"Oh?" the boxer raised a brow. "What do you call it then?"

A devilish grin appeared on her face. "I call it; Male Arisato's Execution."

The boy grimaced, then looked at the statue carefully. I had an awkward smile frozen in place, sitting down on a stool made of ice, resting my chin on a fist.

He stood straight, and clasped his hands together. "You have my condolences." then closed his eyes.

Next, Yukari entered the scene. "I'm back everyone." she saw Akihiko praying. "What's up sempai?"

He pointed at the statue, eyes still closed. "Arisato."

She looked at the thing that he was pointing at. "WHAT!" she paused. But then copied her sempai. "Poor guy." unlike Akihiko, she looked like she was actually mourning.

S'alright. This is nothing compared to the rumors the two magicians will spread. Mwahahahaha.

My sculpture self cracked. The three residents heard bits of ice hitting the floor.

I broke free, throwing my hands in the air, yelling. "FRE~SH!" that made no sense, but... I was getting chilly.

After a moment of shock, they recovered, replacing it with disturbed looks.

I shrugged. "Meh, tough crowd." I faced Mitsuru. "By the way sempai, I finally remembered something."

That got her attention "You do?" her expression brightened.

"Yup." I threw a snow ball at her face. Perfect accuracy. "I remembered how to make shaved ice with my hands." I threw two more to Yukari and Akihiko. "I also remembered two other voices dragging me down the stairs."

That night at the dorm was... lively. Mitsuru chased me all over the lounge, Yukari followed, throwing everything she could at me, and Akihiko... was sacrificed to become a human shield.

"Akihiko!" Mitsuru cried, accidentally freezing the injured sempai.

It was his fault! He got in front of me and tried to grab me. Well, with Mitsuru running behind, and releasing bufu spells whenever she could... this was the inevitable outcome.

I copied what my boxer sempai did for me. "You have my condolences." I prayed.

"Gotcha!" Yukari got wrapped her arms around my... waist? "Now you won't get away."

That's so sweet, Yukari.

I opened my mouth to say something about how her hug was a little too low on my waist... way too low. But, I already had my fun. So, I stood there, shoving my hands in my pocket, and savoring the embrace.

I could break away easily, but Mitsuru might freeze her accidentally.

"So, Kirijo-sempai. What was that important thing we were going to talk about?"

No response. She's still defrosting the boxer. I wonder how she's able to cancel her ice skill? I have to make her teach me that.

After the boxer was completely out of the ice, she gave me another one of her glares. "We'll talk tomorrow. I need to take care of Akihiko tonight." GASP!

I... I think I hung out with Junpei a little too much. I just thought that she was going to give him, "The Treatment."

Du-Duh-Dum!

"Sure sempai, tomorrow then." I waved her a good night, as she carried the boxer to his room... or hers. I blame Junpei for my train of thought right now.

"That's what you get for being an ass you know." said Yukari.

"I'm fine with it. It's fun. And Yukari-chan?"

"Yes?"

"You can let go now."

From behind me, she looked at my face.

I turned to hers.

Hugging someone from behind, then looking at each other's faces...

Too close. Pretty Eyes though.

"KYAAA!" she released my waist, kicking me away.

I fell flat on my front side, and it hurt, so very much. This is fine though. I was getting closer to the current members of SEES, and I've shown that I can harness the power of Persona.

Preparations for me joining should be complete in a few days. And five more till my female self wakes. S'long as I can resist killing the bastard what's-his-name.

The brunette was heading up the stairs.

"Yukari-chan." I called to her, still on the floor.

She turned her head. "Yeah?"

"Sweet dreams." I waved to her.

She smiled. "Thanks." then continued up the stairs.

I took a moment of thought.

"Five days... huh."

Too long for me to wait for the answers that I want, but not enough for me to think of the choices I'm about to make... or I'll be making again.

"Every choice you make will always have it's consequences, as well as its rewards." Igor's words repeated in my head.

"Even if they have rewards, that doesn't mean... they won't hurt."

Alright, I've decided.

I stood up and walked out the door. I needed info for my future plans.

Upon entering the 'Information Center' I was greeted by one of the brokers.

"Hey, I think your in the wrong place."

I smiled at the guy. "Nope. I don't think so."

"Beat it punk, or we might have to rough you up."

I'll take my chances. "I was prepared for that, even before I walked through that alley."

His 'co-workers' all chuckled at my reply. "Then you're ready to lose that pretty face."

I smiled, evilly. "No worries, that won't happen." I succeeded in making my source if information angrier. "Now then, I'm looking for someone, mind telling me if you've seen him?

"And why the hell would I do that?"

"'Cause I know you people have seen him: a shirtless guy full of tattoos with a revolver in his pants pointed at his dick. Seem familiar?"

The tough looking broker took a step back. "You with those freaks?"

I shook my head. "Nope." The rest of the people in the alley sighed in relief. "So, can you tell me where he is?"

The guy snorted. "Like hell I would." he turned around and left me alone. So did the rest of the residents in the alley. Takaya really has a reputation behind Port Island Station. A bad one.

"What do you want with him?" a familiar tough sounding voice asked from behind me.

I felt a glare burning holes on my back. I turned around. I tried to hold back my smile, but I just couldn't stop it enough. I faced him properly with a big grin on my face. Tch, I should have known.

"What's with that face?" he growled.

"Nothing." I answered. "I guess I'll come again another time, seeya." I walked past the man, the grin still plastered on my face. I heard him grunt behind me then continued through the alley.

Okay, Strega will be for later, they are second priority. I thought I could have the upper hand by investigating them, not much came from it.

So, right now I have to plan for my other, more important, task.

Saving Shinjiro Aragaki.