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"I told you," Hamuko spoke coldly, staring down the dying delinquent with a really sick smirk. "I told you to keep your filthy hands away from me." She repeated her earlier warning, casually kicking him in the wound. The filthy maggot had actually grabbed Hamuko's wrist in the deserted monorail, his face stretched into a lusty smirk. And now, he was suffering for it.
Hamuko looked towards the sickly yellow moon and let out a small, cruel laugh. "I love hearing mongrels scream."
Hamuko Arisato looked like an angel, and she just oozed charisma. Teenager boys and hell, even men older than that always flocked towards her, expecting her to be warm and friendly, but unfortunately for them, Hamuko was a cold and sadistic demon on the inside.
And for the record, no male has touched her in over a decade, anyone who did that without permission was brutally maimed, or outright killed.
Hamuko blew dust on the dead body and stalked off, heading towards the dorm she was assigned to. It really didn't matter to her, she would just lean back and fuck things up for her own amusement, since she never gave a fuck about anyone else.
...
Shit had hit the fan when she stepped into the room. She met a blue eyed kid who was clad in prison clothes. She ended doing what he wanted and signed the damn contract. Magic happened and he disappeared into darkness. It wasn't really a big issue for her, she had her share of paranormal happenings before this.
After that, someone pointed a gun at her, a female to be exact. The redhead took it as an insult and charged at her, casually bringing the insolent bitch to her knees in just a couple of punches.
She was about to rip her limbs off but someone cut in. The voice was serious but despite that, Hamuko took a deep breath, something bubbling in her chest. Something nice.
"Wait!"
"Who the fuck?" Hamuko twirled around, ending face to face with another student.
"..." Hamuko blinked once, momentarily mesmerized by the youth standing opposite of her. Dark blue hair and striking silver eyes. He was cute, something Hamuko didn't really care about since she had seen countless good looking boys begging her to accept them but this guy was something different.
"Please," The boy said slowly, giving her a slight smile. "Calm down."
Hamuko almost smiled back, almost. She ended up staring at him for a rather long time and finally released the grip on the wounded brunette who was squirming to get away.
"..." Hamuko blinked once again as the lights flickered on, and other people came running into the lounge.
...
"This is your room," The blue haired boy, Minato, announced as they reached the last room on the third floor. He gave the cold redhead another small smile, causing Hamuko to look away to hide her embarrassment. She felt sorta docile next to him.
"Remember the key, alright?" He gave her the key to her room and stepped aside.
"Y-Yeah," Hamuko replied, snapping out of the daze.
Minato held out his for a shake. "It's nice to meet you. Hope we get along."
The seniors did the same exact same thing downstairs. They were expecting a handshake, instead they got an earful from the enraged junior. Hamuko openly told them to piss off as she didn't like physical contact.
This time, she studied the male in front of her carefully. He almost made her smile once again but she held it back, only barely and slowly accepted his handshake, the first time in years.
Minato widened his smile and leaned closer. "Sweet dreams, Hamuko-san." He wished and Hamuko took a deep breath, blood rushing to her cheeks.
The blue haired youth turned on his heels and walked away, leaving the redhead flushed and flustered for some reason. "Goddamn." She muttered, stepping inside.
...
Yukari refused to approach the redhead the next day and Minato was left all alone to guide her towards the school. Hamuko actually accepted his help, with a slight smile, the first in a long time.
"So, here we are," Minato announced. He pointed at the notice board. "You better check which class you're in, alright?"
"Yeah, thanks, Minato," Hamuko blurted without thinking and her own words surprised her.
"I hope we're in the same class," The male smiled again.
Hamuko bit her lip, she had to stop herself. "... Me too," And she failed.
...
Hamuko has been experiencing vastly different emotions ever since she interacted with the blue haired boy. This time, she was worried. She was worried for someone other than herself. She was shaking in her boots as Minato stood in front of her, a small blade in his grip.
He was facing off against an utter monstrosity, a mass of limbs wielding several blades and one hollow mask.
Hamuko didn't even spare a single glance to the pink clad bitch lying at the edge of the roof. She didn't give a fuck if she ended up dying but as Minato took another step forward, her stoned heart somersaulted right into her throat.
"Minato..." Hamuko whispered, making the male look back.
"Don't worry," Hamuko's breath hitched in her throat. "I'll keep you safe."
The shadow growled and got dangerously close to the two teens. Minato's features hardened as he dashed ahead to battle the shadow. Hamuko cringed as Minato's blood spilled to the ground endlessly and pained screams came forth from his throat.
Minato was tossed to the side but he stood up once again. He was standing near death's door and yet he was defiant.
As the monstrosity came closer and close to finish Minato off, Hamuko's psyche went into a frenzy. "What's going on with me.." The redhead muttered, she never felt the urge to protect anyone before but right now, her heart was beating painfully against her chest as Death slowly began to creep closer to the defenseless blunette.
Images of Minato's lifeless body flashed before her eyes and Hamuko bolted, ending up in front of the bluentte who dropped to the ground due to exhaustion but he could very well see Hamuko taking the blade in her forearm.
"Hamuko..." He whispered this time.
Hamuko gritted her teeth and dug the blade out of her flesh. The shadow geared up for another attack. Hamuko looked back and smiled. "Don't worry... I'll protect you."
The shadow gave out a growl and Hamuko's expression shifted to a twisted smirk. "You won't be touching him, you son of a bitch!" Hamuko held her fist up.
"DEATH!"
...
Minato caught Hamuko in his arms as the shadows finally withered away into nothingness. The redhead was bruised as much as he was and she was thoroughly exhausted as well.
"Are you okay!?" Minato asked, cringing at the condition of her body.
"N-Never better," Hamuko replied, passing out in his embrace.
...
The moment Hamuko woke up, she lashed out and was seconds away from beating Yukari into a bloody pulp once again but someone came running and saved the brunette from a beating.
Hamuko calmed down at Minato's kind smile. She gave another harsh glare to the brunette regardless.
Minato passed Yukari an apologetic smile and she slowly made her way out.
"Thank you," Minato clasped her hand, giving it a squeeze. "I'd be dead if it wasn't for you."
Hamuko flushed once again but she ended up giving him a squeeze back, smiling shyly. "D-Don't mention it, Minato."
...
Hamuko was about to pummel Junpei into a pulp for smacking her on the back. It was a friendly gesture but Hamuko didn't understand the world 'friendly' except for...
"Hey, hey!" Minato came running between them once again and Hamuko let out a deep breath, her anger slowly dissipating because of his presence.
"That prick touched me!" Hamuko tried to get a shot at the capped teen but Minato restrained her, normally she would lash out and wrestle the asshole to the ground but Minato's touch calmed her down. The blue haired persona user shook his head at Junpei who quickly ran away from the lounge.
"Calm down, Hamuko," Minato said with his usual, soothing voice and Hamuko let out another deep breath.
"I don't like people touching me!" Hamuko scowled, crossing her arms.
"..."
"..."
"What, weirdo?"
Minato responded by poking her on the cheek. Almost immediately blood rushed up to her cheeks and Hamuko stuttered under his touch. "M-M-Minato..." She muttered under her breath, as much as she didn't show it, his touch made her normally restless soul go through several layers of warmth and comfort.
"Am I going to get mauled?" Minato smirked, causing the redhead to stutter once again.
"Y-You idiot," She tried to glare but it just didn't work in front of his calm smile. "F-F-Fuck!"
"Well?" Minato poked her again, flustering her once more.
"Only you, dammit," She admitted with a huge blush. "Anyone else and I'm mauling them to death."
Minato laughed once again and ruffled her auburn hair. Hamuko blinked as Minato turned on his heel and walked away.
"I almost purred," Hamuko said internally. "What's happening to me..."
...
Yukari was a bitch, straight up. Junpei was one of the dumbest and ugliest prick she had ever came across. Mitsuru was another bitch who had her head way too far up her ass. Akihiko was a fucking gym junkie with no brain and laughable brawn.
However, the blue haired boy caught her attention. Unknown to him, Hamuko would actually follow/stalk him whenever she caught him hanging alongside another girl. He was quite popular in school so it was natural had people used to flock towards him but whenever another female came near him, Hamuko had to control herself from exploding. Hell, she even did a few times and like always, Minato managed to calm her down.
"This is so fucking pathetic," Hamuko sighed to herself. "Why am I doing this? H-He's nothing special."
Minato flashed his smile to Yuko and Hamuko bit her lip hard. "... Or is he?"
"H-Hamuko-san," Some ugly classmate approached her, with a handful of flowers. "H-How are you?"
Hamuko gave him a cold stare. "Go fuck yourself!" Just like that, the male scurried away and Hamuko focused her attention back on Minato. "Dammit.."
...
"Hey!" Hamuko harshly shook Minato awake. "Wake up, dammit!"
"Huh?" Minato yawned and ruffled his hair. Hamuko had to control herself from complimenting him.
"... You're cute, emo boy," Hamuko blurted once again. "HOLY HELL!" She was crying internally, how the hell could she say that to someone else? Normally, it was the other one complimenting her and kissing her ass. This wasn't normal. The entire time in Iwatodai wasn't normal. Minato wasn't normal either.
Minato smiled. "Thank you."
Hamuko's doubts crashed out of her skull the moment Minato smiled at her compliment. "Y-You're welcome." She giggled nervously, rubbing the back of her neck. She was never this girly before but she couldn't control herself in front of the enigmatic silver eyed male.
Minato leaned in closer. "You're really pretty as well." He admitted with a slight blush.
Never did a compliment meant so much for the normally rude female. Hamuko's heart started to pound against her chest once again and her normally stoic face stretched into a large, beautiful grin. "Thank you so much."
"She's grinning!"
"She's a goddess!"
"Perfection!"
"Shut the fuck up" Hamuko growled at the gossiping males, instantly silencing them. "We're having a fucking moment here! Go find yourselves a sorry ass skank!" And they scurried away.
Minato chuckled and ruffled her hair once again. Hamuko bit back a groan, this was so soothing. "Let's eat out. That okay with you?"
Hamuko grinned once again. "My pleasure." Without caring, she grasped his hand and dragged the bluenette out of the school, not bothered a bit by the stares for once in her life.
...
Hamuko panted hard, blood gushing out of her wounds at an alarming rate. She was busted. Everyone was busted. She ignored Mitsuru's order and paid the price in the form of a monstrous shadow, The Reaper. The revolver wielding entity crippled her like no one before.
Right now, Hamuko's left leg was shot and she was barely standing. The Reaper had knocked out both Junpei and Yukari. Not a shit given but Minato was passed out as well, just a few feet away from her. Something urged her to protect the blue haired boy every time he was in danger and she had saved him countless time. He was weak, while she was strong. Even if she was a female, her brute strength far exceeded everyone else.
"Minato..." Hamuko whispered, as the dammed shadow pointed the revolver for the redheaded persona user. She didn't have the strength to move anymore.
BANG, BANG, BANG.
And the bullets sailed for the redhead who gave out a sigh and cussed everyone out in the world, wishing all of them would die a horrible death and the world itself would explode into tiny bits of cosmic waste.
"Hamuko!" The yell caught her off guard and Hamuko's eyes opened wide due to a harsh yell of pain that sent her psyche spiraling into insanity. The voice belonged to Minato, but the added pain and bloodcurdling scream that came along came very close to breaking the redhead down.
Minato's limp, bloodied body fell on top of her, convulsing violently. His breaths came out with insane difficulty and whatever words he had dissolved inside of his throat.
"..." Hamuko shivered, his blood staining her clothes. "R-R-Run away..." He managed to get out.
"Minato..." Hamuko whispered, biting hard on her lower lip. She wanted to scream her soul out. The entire night was cruel and Minato taking the bullets for her topped it off.
"You fucking moron..." Hamuko murmured as his heartbeat took a nosedive.
Something was stirring inside the sea of her soul. Something dark and horrific. It normally lay dormant but due to the sheer wave of emotions that the carrier was going through, The Hunter finally awakened and Hamuko's anger flared to a limit like never before.
"You son of a bitch!" Hamuko snarled at The Reaper, her voice far more deeper and horrific. Her brain was pounding against her skull and something slowly started to overtake her soul.
The Reaper backtracked as a vortex of darkness surged from the place where the enraged redhead stood. She was trying her best to block Minato's pained breaths and to fight back the stinging behind her eyes.
"DEATH!" Hamuko yelled on the top of her lungs as Death awakened from within once again.
And the shadow was finished.
Hamuko looked back to see Minato barely clinging onto life. She hurried over and lifted him up, ignoring the pain and fatigue spreading over her body. "Tell me about the fucking access point!" She panicked, yelling at the other redhead in the lobby.
"W-Well..." Mitsuru hadn't recovered from what had transpired.
"Speak up bitch!" Hamuko yelled out once again as Minato's breaths got shallower and shallower.
"What will I do without him!?" Hamuko screamed inwardly, her head spinning like crazy. "I won't let this feeling go! No matter what!" She swore, finally stepping inside the access point.
...
Hamuko sat on the seat that was placed next to Minato's hospital bed. He was alive and saved but his entire body was crippled and disfigured, thanks to the numerous gunshots ripped through flesh and bone alike. Hamuko cringed upon remembering the scene.
Her gaze softened when it fell upon Minato who was hooked up to several machines. His chest slowly rising and falling managed to calm her down but something was eating her on the inside. She felt so fucking helpless. She never felt this helpless before.
"..." Hamuko grasped his ice cold hand and gave it a squeeze. "Y-You idiot..." She muttered.
Minato's heartbeat stabilized when Hamuko did that and the redhead ending up letting out a small giggle. "Idiot indeed..." Still holding onto his hand, Hamuko rested her head on the edge of his bed and slowly drifted off to sleep.
...
Hamuko spent the next two weeks in her room, in thick and suffocating despair. She only came out to get the report on Minato's condition and walked back towards her room, dejected and broken.
"Come back..." Hamuko couldn't believe it, but she was clinging onto her pillow. It was petty but she needed something, something to cling onto. They had no word on Minato's condition and the redhead wondered if she would ever see him again...
"No, no, no!" Hamuko chanted over and over again, the stinging feeling returning to her eyes but she fought back. "He'll be back," She placed a hand on her chest. "I know it! I just know it!"
...
"He's coming back," Mitsuru announced to everyone in the lounge with a smile.
Hamuko couldn't stop herself and she let out a loud cheer, utterly shocking everyone else in the lounge. The two males were gawking at her while the females were staring wide eyed. Hamuko didn't give a fuck and ran up the stairs to change into some better clothes. She had to welcome him back, after all.
The door opened downstairs and Hamuko caught the creak, despite listening to her headphones. "..." She pulled her headphones out and ran out of her room, nearly tripping down the stairs due to sheer happiness and excitement. She never felt this way before, but the warmth was welcomed. It was very welcomed and Minato was the only one who could induce it.
Hamuko panted as she stepped into the lounge and there he was. Hamuko stared right into the eyes of the boy who had snared her ever since he had first smiled at her. The same boy who had given her countless sleepless nights.
The same one who broke through her barriers and passed every damn test she threw at him. He was bandaged up heavily, several bumps present all over his face, arm wrapped up in a sling but honestly, for Hamuko, he looked as charming as he always did.
Hamuko kicked Junpei to the side during her run and nearly knocked Minato over as she ran into him. Minato managed to retain his balance and Hamuko slowly wrapped her arms around his frail frame, locking him into a tight hug.
"Minato..." Hamuko muttered, placing her head against his chest. This was the first time she had hugged anyone in the last decade. All the eyes were on her. The rumors would be flying in school about how Miss cold and popular was hugging a male but honestly, she didn't really care at the moment. Leaning against Minato made Hamuko smile, she was at utter peace and she had no intention of letting go.
Despite being broken, Minato smiled and slowly hugged her back.
"Hamuko..." Minato smiled back at her.
Hamuko stood up on her tip toes and kissed him on the cheek. "Don't you dare do that again."
"..." Minato blushed beet red. Hamuko had kissed him!
"I don't want to lose you..." She whispered into his ear. "I'd go crazy."
"... Won't ever happen again."
...
Hamuko grinned lustfully as her crimson eyes locked onto the familiar blue haired teenager who had a few buttons of his shirt undone. This was her chance, she was clad in nothing but a towel and had no idea what she was doing here but Minato sitting alone on top of a fancy waterbed sent her mind into a frenzy.
This was her chance.
Her chance to screw his brains out.
For some reason, ever since Minato's return, Hamuko had a recurring dream. A dream about herself and her favorite blue comrade. It usually started with a kiss and ended up with clothes being shed. She never had a dream like this before, she usually got nightmares but the recurring dream made her look forward to sleeping for once.
"Minato..." Hamuko whispered seductively as the blue haired teen struggled to gain control of his thoughts.
"H-Hamuko..." Minato muttered, his head spinning.
Hamuko rested her knees at his side and ran her hands through his barely muscular stomach. Minato shivered at her touch as Hamuko pressed a kiss to his neck.
"S-Stop..." Minato muttered, his objective slowly becoming clearer and clearer to him.
Hamuko started to undo the remaining buttons of his shirt, a little too excitedly.
"Stop..." Minato said through gritted teeth.
"Stop, why?" Hamuko asked, kissing his neck once again. Minato shivered and heated up but kept his cool.
"This is not what you want!" Minato said.
Hamuko blinked. "This is all I want." She blinked again. Was that true?
Minato struggled as Hamuko grabbed a fistful of his hair harshly and pulled him closer. "NO!" The blue haired youth yelled, finally pushing her away. Hamuko stumbled but managed to retain her balance. She was on a mission, she remembered that just a while ago.
"... What was I doing?" The redhead asked herself as Minato looked away in embarrassment.
"Was that me?" Hamuko questioned herself. "... Is he all I want?"
Minato picked up her clothes from the ground and handed them over to her with a blush. "P-Please get dressed..."
Hamuko made her way towards the showers without a single sound. Minato had indeed snared her.
"I'm in love..." Hamuko thought to herself, looking through the glass to observe Minato panting against the bed, his face flushed. Her heart threatened to burst. "... Love?"
...
Ever since the blasted full moon mission, Hamuko was going through a whirlwind of emotions. She was increasingly agitated whenever Minato interacted with another female, this happened before but the past few times, Hamuko nearly strangled the damn bitch who got near him.
"This hurts..." Hamuko whimpered as Minato smiled at Yukari and accepted her offer to hang out. She wanted to kick and scream, she was far more prettier than everyone else and her charisma was godly. It dwarfed everyone else, but the same could not be said for her personality.
She was cold blooded and Minato was the guy that nearly every girl wanted.
Hamuko rubbed her eyes. "He's better off with that bitch Yukari," She snickered. "Who am I kidding? I'm the bitch here."
...
"Hey," Minato greeted softly and Hamuko put away the magazine she was reading.
"Hello," Hamuko greeted warmly and gave him a quick hug, getting into her most comfortable position. "Where were you?"
"I was out with Fuuka," Hamuko cringed at mention of the support persona user.
"..."
"What's wrong?"
"Minato..." Hamuko pulled him close. She wanted to say something, maybe confess to him but she stopped, and ended up giving up a broken smile. "I hope you remain happy always..." She started tearing up on the inside on saying that. "W-Without me..." She said to herself.
"I will, thanks," Hamuko flinched once again and stood up, walking away without a word.
...
Hamuko was disgusted by the length of her skirt, as every filthy pervert would gawk at her legs and wolf whistle (some of them) and Hamuko would proceed to kick their asses for doing that. Yet, here she was, under the burning sun in a bikini. She shifted uncomfortably on her feet. She only wore this for her favorite blue haired friend. So that he would notice her.
Junpei was gawking shamelessly at her while Akihiko was blushing.
Minato ignored Mitsuru's question and made his way over towards the redhead who was breathing very hard right now. What was he gonna say!? Was the color not to his liking? Had she gotten fat? Was this a little too bold?
"You look beautiful," Minato whispered with a slight blush, causing Hamuko to melt inside.
"... Gorgeous actually," Minato corrected himself, his blush spreading.
"T-Thank you so much," Hamuko said shyly, edging closer and hiding her face against his shirt. "I-I feel some people are undressing me with their eyes."
Minato turned around to see a horde of boys gawking at Hamuko. His anger surged at that. "HEY!" The cool blunette snapped. "Get lost, you good for nothing assholes!" His voice was cold enough to make them scurry away.
"You too, asshat!" Minato snapped at Junpei as well.
"Aww, man!" Junpei kicked the sand and dejectedly walked away.
"Thank you," Hamuko giggled once again. She giggled loads around him. "...I'm not letting go for a while though."
"... I don't want you to either," The words caught her off guard but she ended up grinning once again.
...
"And there goes the bitch..." Hamuko muttered as Yukari ran away after watching the video. She sighed, how could someone be so weak was beyond her.
"Arisato," Mitsuru looked over at Minato and Hamuko froze. "Go after her."
"Don't go..." Hamuko chanted to herself over and over again. "Please refuse..."
Minato stood up and followed her and Hamuko hung her head low.
Eventually, she followed Minato and her heart shattered as she found her crush hugging Yukari close to him. That was supposed to be her position, her favorite spot. Yukari was a bitch for stealing it but after seeing the scene, Hamuko had no strength to rush over and shove her away.
"... Without me..." She whimpered and walked away.
...
The anxiety and helplessness was getting to Hamuko and the next day, she saw a pretty blonde girl hugging Minato in the forest. She was greeted by a fist to her face when she tried to pull her away. The blonde disliked her instantly and declared that she was a danger for Minato.
Unknown to everyone, those words struck her hard. "... Walking disaster." Hamuko whispered to herself as the rest were playing karaoke.
Her mind was spiraling into insanity once again. Minato had pushed her away when she tried to kiss him at the love hotel. Had he rejected her? He gazed at Minato who was joking along with the females. Her heart wrenched painfully upon seeing that, feeling like someone had shot her point blank.
She wanted him. Hell, she wanted him to tattoo her name somewhere on his body. The past few months were a mixture of happiness and unspeakable sorrow. Minato made her laugh, and yet at the same time, caused her unimaginable sorrow.
"Why can't you fucking understand..." Hamuko hugged her knees, biting her lower lip to block to oncoming tears.
"You fucking moron..." She whispered. "I'm dying on the inside.."
Minato laughed once again and Hamuko lost it. She stood up, flipped the table over and released a pained scream, before running out towards the beach.
"... Hamuko," Minato was about to walk over to her and prod her into singing but that happened. He immediately everything else and ran after her.
...
Hamuko wasn't expecting Minato to chase after her but she was proven wrong when Minato came after her just moments later. "Hamuko, wait up!" He panted, letting out deep breaths. Like always, she exceeded him in cardio, despite being a girl.
"Oh, so you came, huh?" Hamuko sneered slightly, her back turned towards him.
Minato reached out to touch her shoulder but Hamuko replied back with a nasty slap that sent Minato to the ground instantly.
Hamuko cringed, her slap opening up a bruise. Why did she do that?
"Ow, ow," Minato winced, despite the slap, he wasn't angry at her in the slightest. "I'm sorry for gawking at you in the bikini," He mumbled. "Miss universe in a bikini, don't see that often."
Hamuko questioned how the hell could he make her smile in such a tense moment.
"Is anything worrying you?" Minato asked softly.
The anger returned. "Shut up!" She snarled. "You've got a lot of nerve for asking that, you asshole."
"What did I do..."
Hamuko slapped him hard once again. "What didn't you do, prick!?"
Minato didn't fall to the ground this time.
Hamuko cringed once again and started pulling on her hair. "Go away Minato.." She begged. "I don't want to hurt you.."
"I'm not going anywhere," Minato snapped back.
Hamuko's blood boiled again. She grabbed him by the collar and started rocking him back and forth. "Why don't you listen to me!? I care about you!" She slapped him again and started shaking. "I-I-I..." Tears welled up in the corner on her eyes.
"... Why are you doing this to me?" Hamuko asked. "Everything was going fine... I was my usual self and then you came along... and everything went to the..."
"I ruined your life?" Minato questioned slowly.
Hamuko rubbed her eyes. "You picked up the life I gave up on.." She pounded on his shoulder now. "You returned my heart that I lost..." She tried her hardest to block the oncoming tears. "Hell, you stamped your name over it."
"... Tell me, what's wrong," Minato didn't mind the bruise forming on his cheek. "I'll take care of it."
"Minato..." Hamuko whispered, her body quivering once again. "I-I love you.." She let out a sorrowful whimper. "I can't think of anyone but you.."
Minato softly smiled, feeling warmth radiating from Hamuko. "You asshole, you snared me ever since I came back. This isn't fucking fair."
Her shoulders slumped and Hamuko started pulling on her hair once again. "But I swear to God, you torture me like no one else," She scowled. "Do you know know how many restless nights I've spent because of you, huh? Why do you have to kiss my ass and then go smooch those other bitches!? Is this a fucking game to you!?"
Minato remained silent. Hamuko whimpered once again, the conversation taking a huge toll on her.
"Every time I feel that I'm coming closer, someone else comes and drags you away and I get left behind," Hamuko admitted. "My dark past holds me back whenever I feel like I should confess."
Hamuko looked deep into his eyes. "So I've decided, I'm gonna stay the fuck away from you and stop beating myself over."
Minato took a step closer.
"Go fuck yourself!" Hamuko snarled.
Minato didn't falter.
Hamuko gritted her teeth. "I will kill you if you do anything."
Another step and Hamuko reached for his throat, threatening to squeeze the life out of him. "Just leave me alone!" Minato finally pulled her into a tight hug.
"LET ME GO!" Hamuko flailed and ended up hitting him a bunch of times to make him loosen the grip but Minato took it in stride and ran his hand through her auburn locks.
"Minato..." Hamuko looked up to him, her tears very close to coming out. "Please don't do this..." She begged, biting hard on her lip, she scowled once again and narrowed her eyes, hoping he would let go. Minato pulled her closer and kissed her on the forehead softly and Hamuko finally lost it.
"Minato!" She yelled on top of her lungs, tears rolling down her cheeks. For the first time in 10 years, Hamuko sobbed, finally releasing every pent up emotion and heartache she had endured.
Minato ran his hand through her hair once again as Hamuko cried on his shoulder. "This isn't fair!" She bawled. "No one came this close to me, why are you so different!?"
"Hamuko..." Minato smiled gently as Hamuko gently caressed the wound on his cheek.
"Yes?" She asked with a small smile, leaning up to kiss him on the cheek. Honestly, after letting everything out, she was happy just being near him.
"I love you too," Minato admitted, kissing her forehead once again.
Tears again started flowing down her cheeks. "..." She remained silent and didn't say anything further, his voice was gentle and deep down, she knew he was speaking from his heart, much like she was.
"I'm so happy..." Hamuko cried, snuggling close to him. "You make me happy. Always keep me happy, please."
"I will," Minato swore, resting her chin on her head. "I promise."
...
And the two ended up hugging, snuggling and cuddling wherever they found space and quiet. Hamuko was usually a little too aggressive but Minato honestly never minded it. He welcomed her to his arms every time she gave him a needy look.
And one day, Hamuko decided to take a step further.
"Kiss me," Hamuko demanded with a pout.
"W-What?" Minato blinked, his face heating up.
"You heard me," Hamuko puffed her cheeks up. Despite being overly gorgeous, Hamuko had no idea on how to start and that is why she asked Minato.
"I..." Minato paused and that pissed her off.
"Am I not good enough for you!?" She scowled, balling her fist up.
"No, that's not it..." He muttered, obviously scared.
"Then shut up and kiss me you sissy," Hamuko sneered playfully but got no response. She threw her hands up into the air. "Whatever! I'll do it!" She declared, grabbing the poor persona user by the back of his head and pulling him close.
"H-Hamuko..." Minato nearly passed out when her lips were inches away. The redhead ignored him and came in closer.
"HEY!" Junpei came down the stairs.
"J-Junpei is here..." Minato muttered, shivering as Hamuko's strawberry breath wafted to his nose.
"Screw him!" Hamuko finally closed the distance by smashing her lips onto Minato's, shocking the poor boy once again. She spent the next few seconds thinking/experimenting on how kissing worked but she soon got the hang of it and pulled him closer by the back of his head.
Minato didn't move for a few seconds but soon, he ended up pulling her closer by the waist and kissed her back. She let go of the fistful of hair and gently ran his hand through them instead.
Junpei blinked and slowly took a step back. "Excuse me..." He apologized and ran away.
Again, Hamuko was a little too aggressive and she ended up putting a little too much pressure on the poor Fool but despite that, Minato didn't pull away.
Hamuko finally pulled back and blushed fiercely. "Well..." She giggled once again as Minato looked on dumbstruck. She waved her hand in front of his face and giggled again. "Wake up, darling."
Minato blinked and snapped out of his stupor. "Well... that was..."
"Wow..." Hamuko finished for him, causing the boy to nod. His lip was slightly bleeding for some reason, probably due to the first few seconds and he was trying hard to regain his breath.
Hamuko leaned closer and wiped the blood away with her thumb. "I can't wait to see how you perform at the next level.." She grinned at him, and Minato nearly passed out at the images that were forming in his head.
"S-S-Slow down, please," He begged, fanning himself before he could overheat and shut down.
"That will come soon," Hamuko giggled again. "But now..." She kissed him again.
"Just don't leave me..." Hamuko took a deep breath.
"My Messiah..." She breathed out this time with a genuine smile.
There we have it! No battles/angst/snark but we promised so here it is. *scratches head* It would have come out a little better if we worked on it later but eh, I hope you liked this. Behold Reverse BL! I can already tell that a full fledged story would be nigh impossible for us since we really struggled to think about what to write, but nevertheless, here is is. I'm kinda sleepy right now, and that means any typo will be fixed later. Sorreh.
We might even add a couple of more one shots depending on the reception of this. So anyway, let us know your thoughts. Later.