Disclaimer: I do not own anything in the Persona series.

I am going to be honest – this slot was technically for Ann x Goro, but we have had two stories with Goro in a row (technically three if you count the PolyThieves one told from his perspective), so I replaced it with Ann x Futaba so readers don't overdose on Goro Akechi. Also, this story technically has one of the characters from the original pairing, plus we haven't heard from Futaba in a while!

This was very fun to write, so I hope you all think it's fun to read!

Please enjoy this next part of the P5 Shipping Round Robin Challenge!

P5 Shipping Round Robin Challenge:

Truth and Lies:

Ann x Futaba

-Futaba-

"Hey, Futaba!" Ann exclaimed, standing up suddenly. She had been sitting beside the younger girl, who was feverishly working at her computer. She had some work to do unrelated to the Phantom Thieves, but work to be done nonetheless.

She had gotten pretty far along. Until a certain blonde beauty had entered her world – more specifically, her room.

Apparently, Ann wanted to spend quality time with every member of the Phantom Thieves, and, as she had put it, she was saving the best for last.

Futaba had jokingly suggested that she was merely her last choice, to which Ann strongly denied. Futaba wasn't quite sure if she believed her, but it made her feel happy regardless.

When the hacker had told Ann her plans for the day, she figured that would either scare the model off, or would cause her to drag Futaba away to do something more "fun".

Surprisingly, Ann had nodded her acceptance, and had then proceeded to plop herself down on Futaba's bed, declaring that she would watch the girl work her magic. Heck, maybe she would even learn a thing or two.

It had been quiet, save for the click-clacking of Futaba's keyboard, for almost an hour. She was making decent progress, and was firmly in the zone.

When Ann had suddenly moved into Futaba's field of vision, the hacker had jumped, which caused her to input a bit of code incorrectly.

Grumbling slightly as she fixed her error, Futaba mumbled, "Yes, Ann?"

Ann was either ignoring or not noticing the irritation in her voice. She smiled. "We should play a game!"

Futaba quickly saved her work and switched off her screen, sensing that whatever Ann had in mind was something she would not be able to get out off. Raising an eyebrow, she replied, "What kind of game?"

Ann brightened at Futaba's willingness to go along with what she wanted. "It's called Two Truths and a Lie. I used to play it with Shiho all the time!" Her expression faltered slightly at the mention of her best friend.

Futaba reached out and brushed her hand against the older girl's. She knew how Ann felt – it was similar to how she felt about Kana. It was hard to have a best friend that had to suddenly leave your life due to events out of either person's control.

Ann's expression shifted back to what it had been. She excitedly grabbed hold of Futaba's hand and pulled her up so that she was standing in front of the model. Standing inches from the taller, and admittedly, stunning girl made Futaba blush slightly. She cleared her throat and stepped back a little.

"Anyway. What you do is tell someone two things about yourself that are true, and one thing that's a lie. The other person has to figure out which is a lie!"

Futaba smirked. "Interesting that you thought I'd need an explanation."

Ann stuttered. "Oh, s-sorry. Did you already know the rules?"

"Nope!"

Ann gasped. "Why you…" Grinning, she raised her hands up to Futaba's collar and began tickling the other girl.

Futaba couldn't help it. She was extremely ticklish after all.

She burst out laughing, squirming around as she tried to move her body away from Ann's hands. Pretty soon, the older girl was laughing as well.

"E-enough!" Futaba grabbed Ann's wrists and held them down at her sides, breathing heavily. While fun, she couldn't afford to have Ann take her breath away in more ways than one – she'd asphyxiate that way.

Ann giggled. Sliding her hands down so that Futaba was now holding onto them instead of her wrists, she led the girl over to the bed. She plopped back down, causing Futaba to fall down onto it with a huff.

"So why don't you start, since you seem to know the rules?" Ann teased, watching with mirth as Futaba sat up and started fixing her hair, which had gone askew during the tickling and subsequent tumble onto the bed.

"Even though I just admitted I'd never played before, it sounds simple enough. So yeah!" Futaba bounced on the bed. "Let's see…" Futaba thought. What truths should she tell? The Phantom Thieves had already seen deep within her heart, so it was hard to think of anything that the older girl didn't already know.

Conversely, what lie would Ann believe? Many thought that Ann was a typical ditzy blonde model, but that was far from true. First of all, why did people automatically assume that blonde people (or models for that matter) were stupid? Secondly, Ann was surprisingly sharp.

Of course, she could always say that she had a crush on Ann, and if things didn't work out, she could say that was the lie. It was tempting, but Futaba didn't want to play around with her feelings. They were serious, and this was just a harmless little game between friends.

Eventually, Futaba nodded her head. "Okay. I got a couple for ya." Futaba folded her hands together. "First, I prefer home-cooked meals to instant stir-fry noodles." She waited for Ann to process this. When the other girl nodded, Futaba continued. "Second, sometimes I sneak extra spices into Akira's curry while he's making it." Futaba grinned at the belly-laugh from Ann. "Finally, I don't actually need my glasses to see. I just like to wear them for aesthetics."

Ann nodded her head sagely. "Okay. Let me think about this for a second." The girl tapped her fingers, her eyes wandering around the room as if it could provide her with clues.

Futaba wasn't sure if Ann was aware, but since she had not let go of the hacker's hands the entire time, she was currently tapping her fingers on her hand. Futaba blushed slightly at the contact.

She was genuinely curious if the model would be able to figure out which was the lie, as they all seemed somewhat plausible.

"Alright! I think I've got it." Ann stopped tapping and returned to squeezing the other girl's hand. Futaba said nothing.

"I think… the last one is a lie."

Futaba blinked. "Are you sure? Is that your final answer?"

Ann nodded. "Yep!"

Futaba smiled. "Correct."

"Yes!" Ann fist pumped the air, which caused the mattress to sway.

"How did you figure it out? Curious minds must know!" Futaba demanded, since she was truly wondering how Ann had reasoned it out.

"Well then, I'll tell you." Ann wrapped an arm around Futaba's shoulders. Futaba assumed it was a friendly gesture, but that still didn't prevent her face from turning the shade of Panther's outfit.

"I knew the first was true because I've seen the way your eyes light up with the Boss' or Akira's homemade curry. You like instant food, of course, but you always look really happy when you can eat their cooking."

Futaba smiled and nodded, but said nothing. Had Ann really been looking at her that closely to notice these things?

Ann squeezed the girl's shoulders. "The second one was true because I can totally imagine you spiking said curry with all kinds of stuff just to mess with him." She winked. "I mean, why would some of Akira's curry be absolutely divine, but others would be horrible? There was some kind of mischief behind the counter if you ask me."

Futaba giggled.

"Finally," Ann lifted both of her hands and placed them on either side of Futaba's glasses frames, which startled the girl. Ever so gently, Ann lifted them off of her face, folded them up, and carefully placed them on Futaba's desk. "I know that you can't see well without your glasses. Whenever you don't have them on, you always squint." Ann had said all of this in a soothing murmur, and Futaba felt mesmerized by her voice. But then, Ann exclaimed much more loudly, "I mean, I think all these years of staring at a computer monitor really screwed up your sight, Futaba!"

Futaba shook her head, the stupor that had she had been trapped in suddenly vanishing. She reached over and picked up her glasses, sliding them back into place. "I guess that all makes sense. There's no fooling you, Ann!"

"Of course! I am the master at this game." Ann flipped one of her pigtails back behind her shoulder in a jokingly-obnoxious manner. "Now I'll go and see if you can detect the lie."

Futaba grinned. "I'm all ears."

Ann cleared her throat. "Okay. First, I dislike carbonated drinks. Second, I've kissed a girl." Futaba openly spluttered at this one. Ann noticed and smiled slyly at her. "Finally, I've kissed Ryuji."

"W-what?" Futaba practically fell off the bed. "Why are two of yours related to kissing?"

"Why were two of yours related to food?"

"Touché. But still… wow…"

Futaba was having a hard time believing this. So the first one was obviously true – it was the most normal option. But the latter options were outrageous, and one of them was true! Unless they were both true, and Ann had thrown them in to startle Futaba from not picking the first one. Her brain felt like it was overheating.

"Huh. I'm gonna need some time to process this one."

Ann smiled gently. "Take all the time you need."

Futaba thought. She was going to go with her original assumption that Ann disliked carbonated drinks. Thinking back, she could never recall the older girl drinking one.

That left the kissing options. Ann seemed like the kind of girl who could swing both ways (though in all honesty, all of the members from the Phantom Thieves seemed like they could), so the girl one was not completely off the table. But maybe Futaba just secretly hoped for that one to be real.

The last one seemed… odd. The two were close… but were they close in that way? Futaba got more of a "best friends since childhood" vibe from them rather than romance. It seemed that this was her best bet.

"I have made my decision!" Futaba announced.

"Then let's get on with it!" Ann prodded.

"I choose… option number three!"

Ann chuckled. "I figured. But you'd be wrong."

"What? You've kissed Ryuji?" Futaba's eyes bugged out of her head.

Ann nodded. "I sure have. It was for a dare, though, not because I like him like that. I couldn't pass up the bet though. He was gonna buy me a super deluxe crepe if he lost!"

Futaba briefly wondered what the bet was. But she found that she couldn't care less at the moment. "So then… you've never kissed a girl?"

"Bingo."

"B-but… um… have you ever wanted to?" Futaba couldn't help herself. It seemed like the question rose up out of her body before her mouth or brain could filter it.

Ann smiled. "Yes."

Futaba raised her eyebrows. "R-really? That's interesting, A—"

Before she could get Ann's name out of her mouth, she noticed that something was on hers.

Namely, Ann's mouth.

If Futaba had blushed before, it was nothing compared to what was going on now. She suddenly pushed Ann away by her shoulders, her own heaving with deep breaths.

Ann looked at Futaba with a hurt expression. Unable to meet the younger girl's eyes, Ann mumbled, "W-was that not okay? I thought that… ya know… maybe… you liked me like that. I-I wasn't sure, but I went for it and now I feel really bad and now you're not saying anything and it's freaking me out and –"

Now it was Futaba's chance to return the favor. Once she had gotten over the shock of her crush not only liking her back but kissing her, Futaba was able to do what she had always wanted. Placing her lips onto Ann's, the other girl made a surprised sound, but ultimately fell silent. She kissed the other girl back, wrapping an arm around her waist to bring her closer.

The two pulled apart after a few moments, both breathing heavily and blushing furiously.

Futaba wasn't able to say anything just yet, but she moved forward to rest her forehead on Ann's. She looked into the other girl's eyes, conveying just how strongly she felt.

Ann smiled, looking right back at her. "Well," she murmured, pecking Futaba on the nose, "Looks like everything I said was true after all."

Bam! This story practically typed itself. I wish all of them were this easy to write. Sorry RyuAnn fans for that tease – you will get your chance! See you tomorrow!