AN: Got this one out a lot sooner. This is kinda gorey but oh well, enjoy. Thanks for all the reviews everyone =D
Minato walked towards school, alone. Today, Yukari and the crew were about to investigate the ghost story, behind the back of Port Island Station.
Minato scoffed mentally. He definitely wasn't going to help them. "Yukari really pisses me off," he growled under his breath. A small smile crept onto Minato's face as he gazed at Hamuko who was standing at the school gates, humming to herself. Hamuko was apparently waiting for Minato because upon his arrival she slid her headphones off and ran towards him.
"Morning, Minato-kun," Hamuko saluted her leader who returned it.
"To you too," Minato gave a smile and walked beside her, into their homeroom.
…
"Now," Ekoda continued his boring lecture, only made even more boring by the gruff, drawling tone that he used. "This poem is regarded as one of the best in the era," he said. The obnoxious teacher stopped and looked at Hamuko who was as usual, petting Minato's head.
"You!" Ekoda barked, snapping Hamuko out of her addiction. The auburn haired girl blushed and pulled her hand away, almost as if it was a reflex. Minato stifled a groan. He was starting to like it.
"Hamuko! Have you been listening?" Ekoda hissed, slamming the book onto the table.
Hamuko flinched and nervously nodded, "Yes, Ekoda-sensei."
"Oh really?" Ekoda mocked before nodding. "Then please, enlighten us, who wrote this poem?" Hamuko paled, she wasn't listening at all. Too focused on Minato.
She fidgeted, glancing from student to student. Yukari gave her an apologetic smile. Junpei hid his face under the book.
"Well?" Ekoda raised an eyebrow, his eyes lighting up.
"Uhhhh… A dude?" Hamuko answered with a quaky smile, making the whole class erupt into laughter. Hamuko smiled, sighed in relief. Well, at least she got the class to laugh.
Ekoda, clearly infuriated, slammed his fist onto the podium. "Silence!" Ekoda fixed a glare on Hamuko. "That is absolute rubbish. You will repeat the assignment over—" He was stopped when a certain someone broke in.
"Did she answer correctly?" Minato had finally raised his head. He fixed a cold glare at Ekoda who stopped in his tracks completely.
"Well?" Minato stood up from his seat. "Who wrote that hot garbage?"
"How dare you call this…" Ekoda snapped but was duly cut off once more.
"Shut the fuck up, assclown," Minato yelled at him, silencing him immediately.
"Who wrote the god damn poem?" Minato hissed. "A guy or a girl?"
"It was a young man," Ekoda weakly replied.
"Exactly! That's correct ain't it?" Minato asked and Ekoda nodded again.
"Then, what the fuck is wrong with Hamuko's answer?" Minato snapped, kicking the table away. "You really think that you can insult her while I'm around?"
The whole class 'OHHED' at Minato's words. Hamuko blushed furiously. He was defending her again… In front of the whole class in fact.
"Name the author would have been more preferred. Learn how to teach and ask questions, you little shit!" Minato yelled at Ekoda who quickly grabbed his belongings and skedaddled on out.
"I swear," Minato muttered as he sat down, "Shut up!" he lashed out against the cheering students. They didn't listen however, and only continued cheering that Ekoda ran away again, courtesy of Minato.
"Than—" Hamuko tried to say before being cut off.
"No problem," he smiled slightly before Minato rest his head on the table and very soon, started sleeping again. Hamuko caught Yukari glaring at the two of them, but she ignored it.
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As the teens arrived at the dorm, Yukari rallied them for the trek to the back alley.
"Alright, let's get going!" she cheered as she pumped her fist into the air.
"Should we really?" Hamuko asked her friend with a cautious tone who merely nodded. It seemed that there was no stopping Yukari now.
"Of course! Don't worry," Yukari smiled reassuringly at Hamuko.
"This is really a bad idea," Junpei cried.
"I agree with asshat," Minato said nonchalantly. For once he actually agreed with Junpei of all people. Well, being around areas like the back of Port Island station was something familiar to Minato, and he of all people, knew that they could be unforgiving if you didn't come to such places without a strong resolve. Some actual skills in fighting helped too.
Said capped teen got a little smile on his face. It wasn't often that Minato agreed with anyone… well, except Hamuko. But he almost always agreed with Hamuko.
"You're scared of ghosts. What about bats and knives?" Minato hissed at Yukari who sighed.
"Big deal. So it's a little dangerous. Come on it will be an adventure," she replied. With that, she walked out.
Hamuko was torn. On one side, she didn't want to go. But if she didn't, Minato wouldn't either, resulting in Yukari going alone. That would be disastrous for her. She really wasn't going to quit, given how stubborn she is. Hamuko had no choice but to follow her friend.
"Come on Minato-kun," Hamuko sighed and walked out.
"Are we on the same page?" Junpei looked at Minato expectedly.
"Not even in the same library," Minato spat.
"Aww, man," Junpei blew a kick in the air and tripped. Minato actually chuckled at the hilarious fall.
"Come on," Minato walked out, behind Hamuko. Junpei got up and sighed. Having no choice, he walked behind them.
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Minato swore under his breath as the teens entered the dark alley.
"This smells familiar," Yukari noted.
"Yeah, bullshit," Minato spat. Yukari shook her head and ignored the insult, walking ahead. Minato glared at her back and returned to walking behind Yukari.
The alley was reeking of smoke and bullshit in Minato's words. Minato was a smoker himself at times, but this was almost unbearable.
"Man…" Junpei gulped as he choked on the smell.
"Geez," Hamuko retched, making a puking gesture. Just as the group had walked a few steps away, their visions were greeted by a few punks and girls laughing like hyenas.
Junpei and Yukari cautiously walked in front. Minato ordered Hamuko to walk beside him. It was very clear that Hamuko was shaking from fear.
A punk caught a bunch of proper dressed kid walking into their hideout. He glanced at them and exclaimed, "The hell?"
Minato cursed as the other punks glanced at their direction.
"What the hell are they doing here!?" One of them, with greasy haired sneered.
"Those dweebs're from Gekkou High," A teen with a red sweater spat, obviously not liking a couple of rich kids coming into their place.
A group of five delinquents walked towards Minato and his friends… That only included Hamuko. Yukari and Junpei could rot in hell for all he cared. Minato at once, stood in front of Hamuko, prepared to shield her from anything.
"I think you're in the wrong place," The greasy haired punk spat, glaring at Junpei. "You don't belong here get it? Beat it goatee," he growled. Junpei flinched at his words.
"We don't need your permission to be here, Yukari hissed at the punk who was scaring the shit out of Junpei. Well, goddammit.
"Queen Bitch strikes again," Minato whispered to himself.
"Are you nuts? Take a look around you," Junpei whispered to Yukari who sighed.
"I'm not blind ya know? Come on, don't be intimidated by these scum," Yukari spat the words like it left a bad taste in her mouth.
The punk's head rapidly turned towards the brunette. "The fuck did you say?" he snarled. Yukari shivered at his tone.
"She just called us scum," A girl with bleach blonde hair spoke up. "Let's get 'em! Who cares where they're from?"
The girl next to her, who had dark brown hair nodded. "We'll post some pictures that will make her daddy cry. She'll wish she'd never been born!" she laughed. A vein propped up on Yukari's forehead.
"These guys are the worst," Yukari glared at the girls.
"You need to learn to shut that trap of yours," The greasy haired punk spat. He turned to Junpei, "I feel sorry for you goatee. This bitch is a pain in the ass." He was about to punch Junpei right on the face, but the fire user quickly dodged the strike and replied with a fist of his own, knocking the punk backwards.
Minato's eyes widened slightly. "Are the gods playing tricks on me?" he muttered. Junpei actually defended himself. Wow. That's almost an achievement.
"Shit," The punk spat out blood. Yukari and Junpei slowly backed away and stood just a foot away from Minato.
"Get 'em!" The greasy haired punk appeared to be the leader. He commanded his gang members to attack all of them. From out of nowhere, another two teenagers appeared. They set their sights on the members of SEES and charged.
Minato smirked to himself as a nasty punch collided with Junpei's nose. "Serves him right for coming here," he chuckled. He looked on as a couple of punks ganged up on Junpei.
"Minato-kun! Help!" Yukari cried out as she watched in horror as Junpei was getting beaten to a pulp. Minato didn't reply and just casually watched the massacre of his team mate.
"Minato- AHHH!" Yukari couldn't complete the plea as she someone grabbed her by the hair and shoved her onto the ground.
"Yukari!" Hamuko shouted, "Don't you dare touch her." She advanced onto the punk who had floored her friend.
"Hey, this one is even hotter," The punk leered at Hamuko lecherously who cringed. Minato's anger began to rise as 'the bastard' kept looking on at Hamuko.
"Get her!" Minato's eyes widened as the punk left Yukari and charged at Hamuko. Minato couldn't react before that and Hamuko was shoved viciously against a wall, her form limply sliding down.
"Hamu-" Minato tried to yell but was silenced when a fist met his face. The bluenette's world shook as the punch left him in a daze. All he could hear was Hamuko's screaming along with Yukari begging for anyone to help.
Minato didn't fall onto the ground and he easily regained his footing. Slowly he moved his gazetowards the dead man who punched him. Minato fixed a hateful glare at the punk and licked the little bit of blood present on his lips.
"The fuc—" Minato grabbed a hold of the punk's hair and smashed his face onto the ground, cracking his head open. Minato was so consumed by rage at this point, all that he could envision were the corpses of everyone who dared even lay a single finger on Hamuko He casually walked over the punk's body.
"Bastard… Son of bitches…" Minato dodged a punk from the greasy haired punk and caught his arm, twisting it. The greasy haired teen screamed out in pain and Minato kicked him right in the groin, making him slump to the ground in one blow.
The three punks who were ganging up on Junpei, saw their comrades fall. They pulled back from assaulting the capped teen and set their sights on Minato. The three charged at Minato who was still walking.
A punch rocked him on the face again. Minato shook his head out of the daze easily and rammed the punk right onto the ground, slamming his back head onto the ground.
Swiftly dodging a kick, Minato channelled a bit of his Persona's energy into his body and caught the leg. Minato yelled as he lifted the punk by his leg and smashed him onto the one who was still floored and holding his head.
Minato repeatedly kicked the two fallen teenagers on the gut, until they were knocked out unconscious. Minato pressed his foot onto the skull and was about to crush it but his instincts told him to stop. He dropped to the ground, barely avoiding a switch blade being thrown at him. Minato looked by and saw the punks still standing. One of them was the bastard who pushed Hamuko.
"Crap, that missed," one of them cursed. Minato looked over at Junpei and Yukari who had finally recovered. He pointed at Hamuko and the two team members at once ran towards Hamuko who appeared to have hit her head on the wall.
Minato walked towards them, almost casually. The two punks shivered at the power he was exuding but charged nonetheless. Minato easily dodged the punches and kicks. He grabbed the both of them by their hairs and rammed their heads together. Both of them dropped to the ground, shouting out in pain.
Minato kicked one right in the ribs with so much force, several droplets of blood spray splaying about in the air. Taking out a knife, Minato slammed it right onto his knee. The punk screamed out again but Minato didn't care and smashed him on the face, silencing him.
A sharp pain hit him on the shoulder. Minato quickly turned around to see the last punk standing. The same guy who had shoved Hamuko. Minato gritted his teeth, a murderous intent flowing through him. He dodged another swing of the blade and smashed his elbow onto the punk's face. Minato rammed the guy onto the ground and continually pummelled him on the face, breaking his nose and tearing almost every facial muscle.
Yukari and Junpei watched on in shock. Six of them were lying on the ground unconscious, one of them was about to die… until.
"Hey stop!" Minato stopped at the cold voice. He glanced at the teen's bloody face and his knuckle. Minato withdrew and glanced at a familiar beanie wearing teenager, clad in a maroon coat walking towards them.
Minato got up from his position and kicked the teen who was still alive in the ribs. Minato totally ignored Shinjiro and the rest. He walked towards Hamuko and lifted her up, quietly walking out of that accursed alley.
Minato totally ignored the pain in his shoulder and kept walking towards the dorm, holding onto Hamuko who seemed to have a concussion.
"Don't worry. Everything's fine!" Minato kicked the door open to find no one. He carefully climbed up the stairs and rested Hamuko on her bed on the third floor. Minato winced and clutched his shoulder in pain. It only took a few seconds for Hamuko to fall asleep, but not before muttering a small 'thank you' to Minato.
The blue haired teen was sure that Mitsuru asleep by now. He waited right next to the stairs as he heard the door being opened up. Minato's heart burned from the steps. Someone was climbing the stairs.
It was exactly what Minato wanted.
Minato instantly grabbed Yukari by her shoulders and slammed her onto the wall. The brunette was totally caught off guard.
"That was some stupid shit you pulled off," Minato pinned Yukari to the wall, who was struggling to break free.
"Don't even try," Minato whispered with venom into her ear. Yukari stopped struggling and glanced at Minato. He was burning red from his anger.
"You bitch," Minato spat with a ridiculous amount of hate. "Did you see where your fucking investigation led you!?" Minato inched his face closer to her, they were literally inches away.
"Let me go," Yukari whimpered, but Minato slammed her back onto the wall, silencing her.
"Listen," Minato whispered with a dangerously low voice, "I've never, ever, been this annoyed and pissed at anyone," he continued. "You're a special breed of fool. It's either 'oh my daddy thing' or same plain ridiculous crap that pisses me off."
"How dare y—" Yukari was cut off by Minato.
"Shut up woman!" Minato spat and Yukari went silent. Minato inched his face even closer. Yukari could practically feel his breath and smell his scent.
"I've been piling a large mountain over the years," Minato hissed. "You might be on the top of it if you don't quit it," Minato warned, pressing his forehead against hers. "I wish you would just all burn in hell like the assholes you are, but, if ANYTHING even touches Hamuko, I'll be out for your blood," Minato finished and backed away.
"Just standing near you makes my skin crawl…" he snarled. Stomping the ground, Minato went down the stairs and into his room.
Minato turned on his bed. That punk who pushed Hamuko was still alive. Minato couldn't bear it. It was the Dark Hour.
"He'll pay dearly," He promised. Minato grabbed his sword and dagger along with his evoker. Quietly opening the window, Minato jumped down and landed on his feet. Remembering the punk's face, Minato set out towards the alley.
Coffins, coffins, a pool of blood and a coffin. Minato smirked. The guy had lost an obscene amount of blood and given the beating he took, he couldn't have moved. Minato walked towards the coffin and tore the lid away, revealing the bloodied and broken teen.
The punk's eyes opened wide in horror and the next second, Minato's dagger went straight through his throat. Minato pulled him out of the coffin and slammed him onto the ground. In a matter of seconds, the teen breathed his last, a pool of blood forming under him.
Minato took out the knife and placed it on his chest. He was about to walk away but somebody's voice stopped him.
"Hello there," Minato slowly turned around. He was face to face with a familiar brute. Minato gave a blank looked to the brute who was wielding a sledgehammer which was easily 2 kilos.
"Ready for your pounding?" The brute mocked. Minato gritted his teeth and drew his sword. He closed his eyes and projected another one from fusing one of his Personae. The brute's eyes widened as Minato crossed both of the swords.
"Are you ready for your massacre?" Minato taunted back with a sneer as the two teens stared at each other.
AN: Yay, I got this one out of the editorial (there isn't an editorial. It's just the train.) really fast and I was excited to do something OTHER than working on a project or something. Welp, hope you guys like it!