Did Not Expect That

Disclaimer: I do not own Persona 4, I probably only own Senna, who's a modification of the main protagonist.

Warnings: FEM-SOUJI! Minor OOCness, I think? You tell me.

A/N: Okay, this is Part 3 for Adachi and this is the evil version of it. I will post up the nicer version of this later tomorrow. Or sometime this week.

A/N2: I am not a rape victim, so I do not know what should be done, what should be said, or anything! I'm making this up as I go. I will say this now I am too lazy to research. So if I have anything wrong, please don't kill me for it! Just review and tell me. Thank you.

A/N3: Each differently titled section is for different couples. The first one, Junes Boy was obviously Yosuke's story. This section, Psychotic Cop is for Adachi's.

Enjoy reading!


Just what was the relationship between them?

Senna sat up in her bed. She was held the sheets tightly as she watched with wide eyes at the man standing at the end of her bed. She bit her lip, she cannot whimper, not with him in the room. She cannot, absolutely cannot upon pain of death.

"Well, well, it seems the princess is awake. Are you going to scream? Just liked you tried earlier today?" Adachi's voice lost the determination from earlier. Instead, his voice felt like hot oil, a sly feeling to it. Senna closed her eyes and turned away from the man, wishing to any deity above to help her.

"What's this? Turning away from me? What did I tell you before?" A large hand wrenched her face to the other direction. Senna's eyes snapped open and stared into the brown eyes of Adachi. She gasped as she tried to move away, but his hand prevented her from moving anywhere.

He leaned in close, his nose bumping into her nose. The hand holding her face softened as he stroked her lips. "Never look away from me." He whispered to her as he pulled her into a deep kiss.

Upon contact with his lips, Senna lashed out with her other hand. She smacked his face knocking him off of her. The moment he was off, she wiped at her lips. She could not yell for help, who knows what lies he would tell them into believing. They might believe she should belong in the mental institution instead.

Adachi moved away from the girl as he wiped at his own lips, cleaning the bit of blood from them. He laughed as he moved back to his original position at the end of her bed. His brown eyes started to glow with control insanity. "Feisty, just how I love them." He commented as he looked back at the girl.

He shrugged his shoulders as he leaned forwards. "So tell me, Senna-chan, why did you lie to your uncle?" He asked her in a teasing manner. His mouth turned into a smirk.

Senna flinched. She looked at the wall behind Adachi. She was told that if she stared behind a person, they would feel like she was looking through them. Sad thing was she was told of this method by the very same man who hurt her tonight. "I didn't lie to him." She whispered out.

Adachi chuckled. It grew louder and louder before he was outright laughing. He laughed until he was bent over from the pain it was causing his stomach. "You-" he paused for air, "you didn't lie! What a joke!"

Senna's continued to stare at the wall, ignoring the man laughing in front of her. "I didn't lie to him. It was a delivery man." She repeated herself. She continued to mutter to herself that it was a delivery man who raped her; it was just a delivery man.

Adachi's laughing softened until he was just smiling at Senna. His smile was soft contrasting with the harsh laughing before. "Now, now, Senna-chan. There's no need to lie to yourself. After all, it's not like if you keep lying to yourself, it'll come true." He made his way over to Senna's side again. This time, he took a seat next to the girl. He placed a hand on her cheek.

Senna didn't even acknowledge his hand. She only continued to stare at the wall while repeating to herself who raped her. She didn't move and she didn't even look at him. She just stared at the wall.

Adachi leaned in close to her ear. "You just can't accept it, can you? You just can't accept the fact that it was me who raped you." He whispered into her ear. Senna stopped in her muttering and whimpered. Adachi kissed her cheek before he made his way to the door. He turned around just as his hand touched the doorknob. "Sweet dreams, Senna-chan." He chuckled as he walked out the doors.

Senna whimpered again as tears traced previous paths down her face. She closed her eyes and cried silently. She heard the door opened and close but she did not open her eyes. Someone sat by her on the bed and Senna smelt the scent of cigarettes and watermelon. She lean into her uncle's arms as she cried for the second time that night.


Read and Review please! I would love to hear what you think about this. If you want to read more on Senna, read P4: Through Grey Eyes.

Oh and please read my friend's fanfic: Persona 4 : Welcome to Tokyo

A/N: Hello again. Hope everyone liked it. If not, tell me why. If you do, tell me why. Or you could just write "Like!" and I'll be happy with that. Kinda desperate for reviews, I know, I'm so pitiful. But who doesn't like reviews.

A/N: That ends Adachi's evil side. I will write Adachi's good side for tomorrow. Enjoy people!

A/N: First time writing a sadist personality while having one. Tell me if you like him or hate him. Or if he should have been worse. Laters!