Junpei tried his best to block out the girly laughs and giggling emitting from the lounge. He was focused on getting himself something to eat but he couldn't stop himself from gazing back at the lounge every now and then. The sight sickened him to his stomach.

Hamuko and fucking Minato of all people were cuddling on the couch, without a care in the world. Minato had initiated it first and much to his disgust, Hamuko allowed him to pull her close. She snuggled in return and buried her face into the crook of his neck, as Minato ran his hand through her auburn locks.

"Do something romantic," Hamuko whispered.

Junpei gritted his teeth.

"Like?" Minato asked softly, gently caressing her cheek with a smile.

"How about..." The moment Hamuko grabbed a fistful of his hair, Junpei lost his concentration and ended up dropping the cup of noddles, spilling the contents all over the floor. The capped teen cussed in annoyance and clasped his ears, hoping to block out the sounds coming from the lounge.

"Goddamn!" Junpei muttered under his breath, looking back once more to see the couple sharing a rather passionate kiss. He wanted to kick and scream, this was so fucked up.

"How the hell is that bastard even living here!?" The Agi used questioned himself. "That asshole deserves to get kicked out for what he did."

"M-Minato..." Hamuko panted, as the blue haired devil showered kisses from her cheek to the base of her neck. She straddled his lap and cupped his cheeks. "Hehehe, not as bad as I thought." Neither of them noticed Junpei literally running out of the dorm.

"That dammed..." The capped teen was furious. Hamu-tan actually allowed him to do that. It was fucking nuts. Minato was a cold blooded killer and yet, he was living under the same roof as him.

"GOD!" Junpei's head started to burn and his face turned bright red due to the rage building inside. He had no problem controlling his temper at most times, but this was really getting under his skin.

"I will never forgive him..." Junpei swore, recalling their battle back in the mall. How Minato dowsed him with alcohol, a cruel callback to his drunk father who used to drink all the time. "That son of a bitch!"

The capped teen couldn't fathom how Minato easily came back to the dorm and got re-accepted into SEES with just a few choice words. Hell, even Yukari was getting friendlier towards him and everyone was kissing his ass for petting Koromaru the last night.

Junpei ended up in Port Island Station, hoping to catch a flick to wash away all the negative emotions. However, Minato and Hamuko's cuddling from earlier hammered into his brain, making the teen sick to his stomach once again.

"How can Hamu-tan date a jerk like him!?" This was the biggest mystery. Hamuko was probably the nicest girl he had ever seen, while Minato was the biggest prick he had ever faced. The two were polar opposites and yet, Hamuko fell for him, something he deemed would be impossible. He suspected Minato would be rejected but nope, Hamuko gladly accepted him and the two were now dating.

"She even slapped me because of him," Junpei muttered, pulling his cap lower and taking a seat on the bench to calm himself down. He rubbed the place where she had slapped him and bit his lip hard. Minato was beating him again, in every single aspect.

"FUCK!" Junpei let out a yell, luckily, his scream of frustration mixed in with the chattering and went unnoticed to the rest. He lowered his head and looked around, and spotted an interesting someone. A goth in red hair. He didn't see people like everyday. She was scribbling something on notebook. He ended up started at her for a long time, promoting the redhead to frown at him.

"What the hell is she drawing?" Junpei muttered to himself.

...

Minato returned to his room, flushed and panting hard, yet he still had a large smile on his face. The other assholes did him a favor and were out and that left Minato and Hamuko alone to do whatever the hell they wanted. He did catch a glimpse of asshat bolting out the door, but who ever gave a crap about Junpei?

"Man..." Minato let out a sigh, his heart beating painfully fast because of what happened earlier. He never knew hug and kisses could be so warm. "I was a fool to badmouth love all the time," The blue haired fool actually jumped in joy. "It's so fucking wonderful!"

He really had everything he wanted right now, his life felt truly complete after a rather haunting decade.

Except for the fact that he was going to die very soon. He didn't let it get to him this time though, but he had to something that would Hamuko's journey easier, something drastic that would allow her to live in peace after he hit the grave.

The blue demon stopped jumping as his expression soured. "That rich bitch told them all about the counterattack." He muttered."

"I need some fucking water first," He growled, walking out of his room. He made the trek downstairs and unluckily for him, he came face to face with possibly the most annoying asshole on the team, Junpei Iori.

Junpei's slight smile dissolved into a look of hate as he glanced at the demented teenager with every bit of rage residing inside him body.

Minato returned his gaze impassively, not bothered a bit by the hostility he was radiating.

"I hate you," Junpei spoke first, causing Minato to chuckle. He didn't say anything in reply and merely narrowed his eyes at the capped annoyance.

"You might have fooled everyone else but not me," Junpei said. "You're a fucking monster and I can see through your bullshit."

"Like I said before," Minato shook his head. "You better wake up while you can, or else you'll die dreaming."

"Fuck you!" Junpei yelled at him, taking an aggressive stance.

Minato gritted his teeth at his insolence and balled up his fist. He was about to smack his ass into next week but Hamuko's face flashed before his eyes, causing him to relax his stance. He had to control his rage.

"Tch!" Minato spat. "You better be fucking thankful!"

"Go to hell!" Junpei yelled, causing Minato's temper to flare once again but like before, he controlled himself.

"Persistent little fucker," Minato muttered and sped up his steps, walking out of the dorm. The moment he stepped out, Minato let out a loud yell of rage, venting out his building rage and frustration. He wanted to maul Junpei but he couldn't.

"What the hell is his problem!?" Minato snarled, kicking away a bunch of flower pots on the side and stomping away towards his next destination. The blue haired Fool made his way towards the Mall, for like no reason at all. It was the only place he could think of.

"No damn club for me," He mused, as the club was closed at the moment. He caught a couple of couple girls ogling at him, and he yelled at them to fuck off, causing them to scurry away.

"Minato-kun?" The bluenette groaned. That wasn't Hamuko. It was a certain pink loving brunette.

"Man..." Minato looked at her and nodded. "Going on a hunt for pink shit, I presume?"

Yukari huffed. "You are still in my debt!"

"Why you little..." Minato growled. "How dare yo-"

Yukari smirked. "Hamuko agrees too!"

Minato stopped mid-sentence and narrowed his eyes. "Smartass."

Yukari snickered at his remark. "You aren't as bad as I initially thought."

"I'm still the baddest motherfucker around," Minato warned. "Stay the hell away unless you wanna-"

"Hamuko says you're a real nice guy too!" Another wide smile from Yukari. "Who can totally control his temper."

"... L-Like I give a crap about what she thinks," The blue devil stammered, looking around for any sign of her.

"Oh really?" Yukari smirked once again, fishing out her cell phone and flipping it open. "I better tell her what you think then."

"NO, dammit!" Minato snatched the cell phone away and let out a gasp, seeing the call was actually underway. Moments later, Hamuko's voice came from the speakers, scaring the utter shit outta the cold teenager.

"Hello?" Yukari barely held her laugh as Minato fumbled with the cell phone in his hands.

"Aww, FUCK!" Minato growled lowly, and the voice reached the redhead on the other side. "

"Minato!?" Hamuko recognized the voice and yelled back at the bluenette. "What the hell are you doing with Yukari's cellphone!? What are you planning!?" She actually sounded furious.

"OH SHIT!" Minato pulled the battery out and let out a deep breath, as Yukari started laughing her ass off at her teammate.

"Oh lord!" Yukari giggled wildly once again, leaning on the bench as Minato actually started panting hard. That was a horrible nightmare for him. Hamuko was going to skin him alive for that.

"What did you do!?" Minato thundered at Yukari.

"S-Sorry," The brunette giggled again, wiping her eyes clean from the tears. "You asked for it."

"I swear to God, if she ends up breaking up with me, I'll haunt your life forever," Minato threatened. "Do you have any idea what is going through her head right now!?"

"Don't care," Yukari replied. "That was still funny."

"Rumors!"

"Hamuko would never do that," She answered back calmly. "She isn't Junpei."

Minato's mood further worsened at the mention of asshat. He was about to say something but Burn my Dread blared through the speakers on his phone. The blue haired teen froze and shakily pulled out his cellphone. It was Hamuko.

Minato tried to grab a hold of Yukari but the brunette swiftly ducked and let out another merry laugh. "Oh boy, you are so gonna get it." She shook her head. "Rest in peace, Minato-kun."

"Why you pink loving-" He trailed off, as the ringtone only increased, sounding off warning alarms in his mind.

"I'm gonna maul you for this!" Minato clenched his fist. "You sabotaged my love life!"

"Toodles," Yukari waved at him and ran away.

"Shit..." The Fool muttered, as Hamuko called him yet again and it pained him to ignore her call. Being a good boyfriend and all, Minato shakily accepted the call.

The moment the call connected, Minato yelped in surprise as Hamuko yelled at him. "You blasted cheater!"

"W-What!?" Minato stammered.

"What the hell were you doing with Yukari!?" Hamuko demanded.

"I- uh," Minato struggled to came up with a response.

"Shut up!" Hamuko interrupted. "Where the hell are you?!"

"Nowhere..." Minato muttered.

"Minato," Hamuko said softly before exploding once again. "Answer the goddamn question."

"T-T-The Mall..." Minato replied after a few seconds.

"My dear psychopath," Hamuko giggled. "You shall pay the price."

"WHAT DID I DO!?" He yelled but it was too late, Hamuko had already disconnected the call. "Oh shit!" Minato looked around frantically, hoping to crawl into the darkest hole around. He was fucked.

"That pink wearing skank!" The Fool growled, cooking up various torture devices for the blasted brunette. "When I get my hands on her-" He trailed off. "What will Hamuko do when she gets her hand on me!?"

The club was finally opened and Minato hurried inside, hoping to drink till he passed out. Maybe Hamuko would take pity on him. He sat next to the counter and buried his face into his arms. "I'm so screwed."

He was surprised that the rebuilding of the mall had gotten so far. He had wrecked the place during his battle against Junpei but fast forward a few weeks, and nearly everything was back to normal. Mitsuru was rich as hell so it probably wasn't a problem for him.

"A bottle," Minato ordered lazily.

"Aren't you too youn-" The bartender stopped as Minato balled his fist up, making him remember who exactly the bluenette was.

"R-Right away," He went to fetch the order.

A small smile crawled up to his lips. "So, Hamuko is being protective?" He widened his smile but it duly disappeared. "... Which means I'm in for something brutal." He hoped that hiding in the club for a day would help him, maybe Hamuko would calm down and they could talk it through.

"Minato!" The blue haired teen cringed. Maybe not.

Ever so slowly, he turned around on his seat and his face ended up inches away from a certain, scowling redhead. "GAAH!" Minato blushed and reeled back, nearly crashing over the counter due to his haste but luckily, he managed to save himself from the pain.

"You backstabber!" Hamuko growled, grabbing him by the collar.

"How did you find out I was here!?" Minato said, despite being rocked back and forth.

"Where do assholes normally hang around?" Hamuko put her hands on her hip and deepened the scowl.

Minato struggled to think of something. "I don't know," He shrugged. "Some porn mag store, I think?"

Hamuko blushed profusely at his answer. "No, you moron," She cried, rubbing her face. "They around clubs, like this one."

"..." Minato tilted his head. "What about you then?"

A vein popped up on her forehead once again. "Don't change the topic," She growled. "What were you doing with Yukari, huh?!"
Minato furiously shook his head. "NOTHING!"

"Is that right!?" Hamuko yelled back at him, as the music started to beat and the rats started to scurry towards the dance floor, annoying the carp outta the blue haired psychopath but this time, he had his hands full, since Hamuko was giving him the chills.

"Why did you have her phone!?"

"I-"

"Shut your face!"

"Please, listen to me!"

"Stuff it, you terrible excuse for a boyfriend!"

"Hamuko! I'm begging you, listen to my story!" Minato cried, getting more and more desperate.

"..."

"..."

The silence was broken up by Hamuko sniggering, much to Minato's confusion. "Heheehehe..."

Minato blinked. Was she going crazy again due to the heartbreak? "What have I done!?" The bluenette cried. "Hamuko, nothing happened! I swear on everything I like, you gotta believe me!"

Hamuko only increased the pitch of her laughter, making Minato sweat buckets. "L-L-Listen to me, dammit!"

"HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Hamuko laughed on the top of her lungs and Minato went ghostly pale.

"..." Minato slowly backed away. Terrified for what was about to come next.

Hamuko finally stopped laughing but she was still holding back her giggles. "Oh boy..." She whispered. "The cold, callous psychopath bowing down and begging. You don't see this happening often."

Minato was shell shocked and speechless for a few seconds, only the music and Hamuko's laugh echoed through his skull. "... What?"

"Yukari ended up explaining everything at the dorm," Hamuko shrugged, wiping her eyes clean.

"... So, you trolled me?" Minato narrowed his eyes.

"Nah," Hamuko nodded sagely. "I made you my bitch. This is one for the history books."

"Why you-" Minato growled, reaching for her throat slowly, even though he knew he could never do it. Hamuko raised her brow and ended up strangling him instead, making the male choke and gag. He flailed around to get away to no effect.

"Wimp!" Hamuko released the grip around his throat and sat next to Minato who was blushing beet red due to sheer embarrassment. "Man..." Minato murmured, trying to hide in the nearest hole he could find, and stay there forever.

"I swear to God," Minato banged his fist on the table. "I will maul-"

"I love ya!" Hamuko gave him a warm smile, causing Minato to halt and turn away.

"D-Dammit!" The psycho-asshole muttered under his breath as Hamuko started laughing again.

"I love you too," Minato whispered with a small smile, despite all that happened, he couldn't be angry with Hamuko no matter what. Otherwise, anyone trying to troll him would have ended up in the grave.

Hamuko smiled and hugged him. "I know you do."

Minato raised his head up and hugged her back.

"However," Hamuko pulled him closer and narrowed her eyes at him. "If you ever end up snuggling against other girl, I will kill you." Minato shivered. "And I mean it!"

"D-Do you really mean that?" Minato asked slowly, warmth bubbling in his chest. He almost wanted to cry upon hearing that.

"Damn straight," Hamuko nodded at him. "Dating is serious business and there shall be no double crossing."

Minato wiped his eyes clean and Hamuko stopped. "Minato, are you okay?"

"Never better," The blue haired Fool grinned at her, more happy than ever before. Hell, he even forgave Yukari internally for the stunt she pulled. "Never fucking better."

"Here's the bottle," The bartender came back with a fancy bottle.

"Minato!" Hamuko got back into her usual self. "Are you drinking!?" She scolded.

Minato grabbed a hold of the bottle and smashed it against the counter, spilling the liquid everywhere, much to the horror of the bartender. "What the hell!?"

Minato turned around and issued a new order. "Pastries, cake and what not. I want them all here."

Hamuko blinked.

"We don't sell sugary shit!" The bartender argued.

Minato narrowed his eyes at him, causing him to halt mid-sentence. "I-I'll order some from the cafe, wait here." He scurried away.

"For me?" Hamuko giggled in delight.

"All for you," Minato replied with a smile. "Hell, everything is for you. Just say the word."

Hamuko blushed. "T-Thank you."

"No, thank you," Minato kissed her forehead.

The two ended up spending quite a long time in the cafe, they didn't dance or mingle around, instead they kept talking about stuff for hours, usual cuddling happened too, much to the delight of the psychopath.

"Hey come on!" Hamuko dragged Minato out of the club when it was nearly midnight. Minato yawned and followed her, and the two finally got away from the constant racket.

"Phew, I'll be shutting my mp3 player for a week now," Hamuko groaned.

Minato chuckled. "Still, it was nice," He smiled slightly. "Don't you think?"

"Hell ye-" She stopped mid-sentence as the world shifted and the usual conditions of the Dark Hour set in. "Oh man..." The redhead groaned again. "We spent way too long in there."

"Let's hurry up," Minato advised. "Should I carry you or will you walk the way?"

"I'm not weak!" She growled. "Hell, I challenge you to a race, let's see what you got emo boy."

"Challenge accepted," Minato turned up his nose and crossed his arms.

Trouble came along with the Dark Hour.

"I'd save the energy if I were you," Minato tensed up at the voice. He immediately came in front of Hamuko, ready to shield her from any harm. He looked around for the source of the voice and soon found someone standing on top of the lamppost, wielding two swords at either side.

"SHO!" Minato gritted his teeth, remembering the previous, gory battle between them. Minato hurriedly summoned a Nihil sword into his palm and took his stance, with Hamuko behind him.

Hamuko gasped and bit her lip.

"I told you last time, Arisato," Minazuki said, slightly lifting his head up to give the Fool a death glare. "This is only the beginning."

"Stop talking shit and fight!" Minato taunted.

Minazuki gritted his teeth and and came spiraling downwards to rip into the determined bluenette. Minato snarled in return and pumped up a Rakukaja in his veins. He blocked Minazuki's cross slash with his single sword once again and like the previous fight, the impact was fierce.

Minazuki yelled out in hate and kicked Minato in the gut who stumbled backwards but came right back in a with a kick of his own which sent the redhead staggering backwards.

Minato bit his lip, there was no way he could fight with Hamuko around him. Minazuki dashed ahead with a couple of slashes which Minato blocked and parried with little difficulty. The blue psychopath replied with a overhead slash which the redhead dodged by backtracking.

"Before he can summon," Minato whispered to himself, making sure to get Hamuko the hell away from the battlefield before he could cover the mall with his blasted darkness. Minazuki growled and came forward for another slash but Minato sidestepped and kicked him to the side.

"Come on!" He grabbed a hold of Hamuko's wrist and bolted, with the female struggling to catch up.

"Minato!" Hamuko panted as Minato dragged her all the way into the back alley. He pulled out the blasted key from his pocket and gave it to Hamuko.

"Do you see the door?" Minato asked impatiently.

"Y-Yes," Hamuko muttered back. "What are you doing!?"

Minazuki's yell hardened Minato's features. He looked to the side and saw the redhead raging around, he was making his way towards the back alley.

"I'll be back," Minato swore, kissing her softly.

"M-Minato..." Hamuko whispered worriedly as Minato pulled back and gave her a smile. "Please have faith." As he said those last words, Minato kicked the door to the Velvet Room open and forcefully shoved Hamuko inside. He managed to catch a peek of a shell shocked Elizabeth, and Igor... who was smiling somewhat.

"MINATO! YOU BETTER COME BACK!" Hamuko ordered as she disappeared into the the other place.

Minato grabbed his sword once again upon hearing brisk footsteps. "So you came, huh?" Minato twirled around and blocked his sword once again. Minazuki dug out his other sword to rip Minato's head clean off but the psychopath ducked and dug his shoulder into the redhead's gut, making him release a small yell of pain.

Minato kept going and plowed Minazuki out of the back alley. He didn't want to take any chances. He kept going and smashed the redhead into the newly repaired fountain.

Minazuki growled in pain and kicked Minato to the side with a snarl.

Minato popped a pill in his mouth and swallowed it. "Come on," He stood up once again, the cold stare returning to his gaze. "I bet your face will look good in red."

Minazuki tightly gripped his sword once again, ready for another thrilling battle.

Minato was sent face first into the wall due to a hard ass punch from the side. He didn't even dwell on the pain for a second, and just faced the other fucker who had sucker punched him from the shadows.

Theodore stepped in with his usual, demented laugh.

Minato popped another pill into his mouth and gazed passively at the only male who had utterly defeated him before.

"What will you do now!?" Minazuki laughed. "There is no way you will survive this night."

Minato's eyes shifted to pitch black and a black aura shot up from the place where he was standing. "I promised someone very dear that I'll live through this night," His voice was ice cold. "I'm gonna spend the last moments of my life with someone I love." Theo and Minazuki readied themselves for the battle.

"You motherfuckers will not come in between that, understand that you sons of bitches!" The demented teenager growled in defiance, ready to fight and survive.

And we finally got to the best part, went through fluff, angry moments, CD, trolling/snark and here is the battle. How will Minato survive? Welp, keep reading and you'll find out.

The persona section is pretty much screwed so I hope this shows up. :P Anyway, replies.

Guest : I replied before dude, we're still working on the oneshot (which might turn into drabbles, depending on the reception) Keep calm and enjoy the chapter. Thanks for the review.

Aira : At the max, Minato is far more dangerous due to having a larger portion of death sealed inside him.

Impstar : Dude, this is persona 3, there is no happy ending and he will surely pay for his sins in this story. Thanks for the review.

Dante : Welp, everyone likes Koro-chan. :D

Shadow : As you can see, nope. Minato touched a nerve by dowsing Junpei in alcohol, that's a pretty touching subject for the capped teen and I don't see him getting along with Minato anytime soon. And the attack happened... just not on Minato's terms. :P thanks for the review dude.

Guest : We're working on it. Chill out. :P

Mega : Great to see you again. I'm glad you enjoyed the previous chapters and yep, love that does. even to someone as psychotic and demented as Minato. I won't say anything but you'll see, the climax of this arc is not that far off. I like the mixture of snark and fluff, so fun to write and laugh at. I hope to hear from you soon again. Thanks.

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