Disclaimer: I don't own Atlus. I don't own Persona 4 (I own a copy, yeah...) And if it was up to me, then Persona 4 would be filled with gay.
Chapter 7
Chie and Yukiko were sat in the Junes food court, staring at the table in despair. "I thought you said that they were making plan to be at each others' houses." Chie finally said. "I heard them talking about it! Honestly!" Yukiko said, her face going slightly red. "Well, it seems that you were wrong. What exactly did you think they were going to do? Study?" Chie scowled at the table as she spoke. "No, they sounded like they were going to... do it... together in bed, last night." Yukiko spoke quietly as she spied Yosuke by the food counter, talking to the employees. "Well, it seems that our evidence is gone. What now?" Chie asked, twiddling her thumbs. "We keep checking on them, they're bound to trip up some time." Yukiko whispered as Yosuke wandered over to them. "Hey girls, what are you doing here?" Yosuke asked, folding his arms. "O-Oh, nothing much. W-W-Why would you think we're doing something wrong?" Yukiko stuttered. "I didn't say you were doing anything wrong..." Yosuke looked innocently confused. "We didn't say we WERE doing anything wrong!" Chie exclaimed, a bit too loudly. Yosuke frowned a little but nodded. "I've got to go now, so I'll see you guys later." Yosuke said as he began to walk past Chie. "Did you enjoy seeing me topless last night, Chie?" Yosuke whispered in Chie's ear as he walked past. He smiled as he saw Chie blush a bright red, then walked away quickly. "What's the matter Chie?" Yukiko asked quietly. "They know..." Chie replied, her face still red.
"Souji, you there? Yeah, they know that we know." Yosuke smiled as he spoke to Souji over the phone. "Nice one Yosuke. How did they react?" Souji laughed as he played arm wrestling with Yuuta. "Chie blushed like mad, it was a sight to see." Yosuke grinned, but hid his phone and put on a serious face when his dad walked past. Yosuke watched him go into his office, then took his phone back out again. "...Is that okay?" Souji asked. "Is what okay?" Yosuke was curious about what he'd missed. "Weren't you listening Hana-chan? I asked if it was okay to stay away from each other's houses, because they might become even more suspicious than they are now." Souji repeated, pushing Yuuta's arm down with a little more force. "I guess so, but I'll miss you too much." Yosuke whinged. "I'll miss you too, but it'll only be for a little while, so it won't become a habit." Souji lost all pressure in his arm, letting Yuuta win. "Yeah! I beat you Mister! But... I know you were cheating. I want a rematch!" Yuuta stood up and exclaimed. Souji sighed playfully and grinned. "Alright, alright, let's do this again." Souji held his arm up, balancing his phone on his shoulder. "But what if it isn't just for a little while? What if it's for ages and ages and we never see each other again?" Yosuke began to worry, so he leaned on a nearby wall and stared at the ground. "We see each other almost every day! At school, in the street and holidays; so when do I NOT see you?" Souji rolled his eyes and put a large force on Yuuta's arm. "You're no match for me Mister! Show me how much strength a 17 year old has!" Yuuta cackled. "Sure thing Yuuta!" Souji bared his teeth as he pushed Yuuta's arm down almost straight away. Yuuta looked at his arm blankly, then looked at Souji. "I want another round! Until I win!" Yuuta demanded. "You're a demanding kid Yuu-kun, but I accept your challenge." Souji acted serious. Yosuke was listening to Souji, biting his lip. Why do you sound like you're having so much fun Souji? Why aren't you here, having fun with me? "Yosuke, you still there?" Souji asked quietly. "Yeah... I'm here." Yosuke replied slowly. "Listen, I'll see you later, don't worry. I'll ring you when your shift's finished, 'cause mine's nearly done here." Souji said, his arm beginning to be pushed back onto the table. Souji pushed Yuuta's arm close to the table so that the little boy could use all of his strength to win. "But, my shift doesn't end until..." Yosuke looked at the clock above the fruit. "...5:30; and it's 5:15 now. I'll be done in 15, is that alright?" Yosuke asked, twiddling his hair around his finger. "That's fine Yosuke. I'll see you later then." Souji replied, his heart beating faster for Yosuke. "See you Souji, love you." Yosuke smiled a little. "I love you too, now hang up dude, this must be costing a fortune." Souji said, the phone beginning to slip as Yuuta pushed his arm onto the table. "Yeah! I won! I finally won you Mister!" Yuuta ran to his friends, shouting and laughing. Souji watched him and couldn't help but smile. "No Souji, it's fine. I get free calls. But if you want me to go... I will." Yosuke said, a lump in his throat. "Yosuke, I don't want you to go but if I stay on then I'll get a mouthful from the other workers. I pretty much HAVE to go." Souji said, frowning slightly. "Alright Souji, I get it. See you soon." Yosuke cut Souji off, stood staring at the floor for a bit and then went to sulk in the toilets. Souji looked at his phone, slightly dazed. Souji felt a horrid tingle in the pit of his stomach and felt that he'd done something wrong. Sorry Yosuke, I didn't mean to hurt you. Souji sent in a text. Yosuke's phone buzzed in his pocket, so Yosuke took out his phone and stared at the message for a long time. He didn't send a text back and that worried Souji. I didn't think that he'd be like this, I'm seeing him in 15 minutes. Why does he have to be so stubborn?
Yosuke stood outside Junes, his headphones over his ears; he was rocking his head in time to the music, his eyes shut. Souji went up to him quietly, and looked to see if there was anyone around. He smiled because there was no one there to see them together. Souji went behind Yosuke and cuddled him closely, taking his headphones off and whispering in his ears. "Hey you, did you miss me?" Souji kissed Yosuke's neck, but only once. "I always do." Yosuke said coldly. "What's up with you today, you cut me off." Souji buried his face into Yosuke's neck. "It's nothing Souji. It doesn't matter." Yosuke muttered, attempting to push Souji off. Souji stood up quietly and looked at Yosuke sadly. Yosuke turned around and gulped. Souji grabbed Yosuke's hair tightly and dragged him to the back of Junes. When they got there, Souji pushed Yosuke against a wall violently. "Souji... I..." Yosuke struggled to get away but couldn't. Souji watched Yosuke for a while and held back a smile. "Yosuke..." Souji moved his face very close to Yosuke's and stared into his eyes threateningly. Souji suddenly pushed Yosuke towards him and kissed him, his hands sliding around Yosuke's waist. Yosuke pulled his head away, but Souji only caught his lips again. Souji pushed Yosuke into the wall again, his hands running through Yosuke's hair. "Souji, stop. We'll get caught!" Yosuke gasped, as he pulled his head away. "No we won't, don't worry." Souji convinced Yosuke and continued raiding Yosuke's mouth with his tongue. "Mm..." Yosuke moaned quietly. Souji let Yosuke go and stood back. "Souji, don't go." Yosuke gasped for breath. "Come on, you have some explaining to do." Souji held Yosuke's hand. Yosuke pouted but went with Souji to the shrine.
The boys reached there in silence. The whole trip had been quiet. They sat down on a nearby bench and looked at each other shyly. "So, what was up on the phone? Why did you cut me off?" Souji reached over and held Yosuke's hand. Yosuke looked down at the floor like a child. "Because you said that you had to go, so I thought that you just me wanted out of your hair. I felt like you didn't want me." Yosuke bit his lip. He thought that Souji would slap him and call him an idiot for being such a wimp. Souji's response hurt a lot more than that. Souji stood up and walked out of the shrine gates, not looking back. Yosuke watched him and blinked hard. He was in slight shock. He could feel small tears falling down his face. He had many upsetting thoughts running through his mind as to why Souji had walked away. Yosuke hid his face in his hands and began to sob out loud. Quiet at first, but gradually got louder. Yosuke dialled Chie's number but hesitated suddenly. I can't dial her number, she'll know that I'm gay. I can't dial anyone's number. I don't know anyone that knows about our relationship. I have no one. Why do I always have to be alone? Yosuke muttered many words under his breath, veins sticking out on his smooth forehead. He was thinking, hard. Souji had always been kind, or so he thought. It was as though Souji had been playing him all along. It was as though Souji had planned to hurt Yosuke indirectly. It was as though... Yosuke's thought stopped as he saw a 17 year old boy turn the corner, overpowered with shopping bags from Shiroku. Souji was humming Your Affection quietly but happily. Yosuke could only scowl at him. "'ey Yo-sh-kay. I bought you a 'opsicle. I 'ave boo bewwy, staw bewwy, chewwy and raspbewwy." Souji mumbled, Topsicle causing his to drool a little. Yosuke bit his lip to stop him from laughing out loud. "Yo-sh-kay? Whash up? Did I do shomething wrong?" Souji blinked at Yosuke slightly confused. Yosuke stood up, tears in his eyes and ran over to Souji. He collided into him with such force, that Souji toppled over and landed on his backside. Yosuke headbutted Souji's chest repeatedly as small tears fell down his face. Souji stroked Yosuke's hair cautiously after he'd tossed the Topsicle stick into the bin. He got it in. He thanked Basketball. "You left me! Souji, you jackass, you left me! I thought you'd never come back and... and..." Yosuke sobbed loudly. He headbutted Souji's chest as hard as he could, making Souji wobble a little. "I'm sorry. But it was to teach you a lesson." Souji said, his voice soft and caring. Yosuke looked at Souji with big, watery brown eyes. "What would that be? How to leave your boyfriend? How to be a jackass? How to be-" Souji pressed his lips against Yosuke's and that quietened the brunette. The silver haired boy retracted his lips carefully, his eyes half lidded. "How to teach Yosuke how to be un-stubborn!" Souji laughed as he nuzzled Yosuke's ear softly. "Un-stubborn isn't a word." Yosuke said childishly. "It is in my dictionary. And my dictionary ALSO says that the definition of Yosuke is cute." Souji ruffled Yosuke's hair and kissed his forehead. Yosuke blushed very lightly but smiled. "You're still a jackass." Yosuke muttered quietly. "I know Yosuke, I know."
