Hello and Welcome back!

First off, I want to address the wonderful reviews I've gotten. The most pressing issue is the lack of personality with Akira, and I agree. I was writing the first chapter with like, 1 hour of sleep (no excuse, I know) and I think I copy and pasted from In-game dialogue a little too much so I apologize. Second is My OC being a delinquent. That will be something you'll find out.

I updated the first chapter and would like to think I've taken care of some of the criticisms. Let me know, because I take criticism to heart and really want to improve. I'm very grateful to the people who reviewed on the last chapter, because without them, I couldn't update it.

Someone also asked what Arcana he is, which might be a spoiler, but a tiny one. He's the STRENGTH arcana.

That very same night...

"YOU LITTLE SHIT!" A rotund man sitting with a drink in one hand and a cigarette in the other shouted at the figure before him He had slicked back light brown hair and an expensive casual suit on. "I told you, If you're not with me, then get out of my way! What do you have to say for yourself?!"

"It won't happen again, I promise..." The figure looked defeatedly.

The sitting man put out his cigarette, making a hissing noise, which he followed up with a sip from his drink. "Good, because the boys are starting to think I've gone soft, and we can't have that, can we?" He motioned over to the two thugs guarding him, "Make sure not to break any bones, hehehe. He insists on going to that rathole of a school."

The guard on the right knocked the figure down and pinned him to the ground, while the other stomped and kicked his head. The beating continued till the spectator got bored and called it off.

"Has this taught you anything? I'm hoping the kicks to the head knocked some sense into you! You belong here by my side! We could rule all of Shibuya together."

The battered up figure began coughing up blood. "I think you know my answer already..." He gave a weak smirk. "...I'm not really a crime person, ya'know?"

The suited figure gave an aggravated sigh, "Once a dumbshit, always a dumbshit! You could be a Sultan among men, but no! You choose to live like a street rat. Get the hell out of my sights and never come back. If I see you again, It'll be as my slave, you got that?!"

Early morning the next day...

Akira walked down the stairs, still half asleep and sat at one of the counter stools.

The old man preparing the quaint coffee shop of his turned around with a plate of piping hot curry and set it down in front of Akira, which he followed up with a cup of coffee. "This'll wake you up in no time. The rich flavors and the fragrant aroma would knock the socks off of anyone."

Akira yawned, "Don't you have anything else? At this rate I'll be a plate of curry by the end of the year if you are what you eat."

"Oh I see how it is, I take you in and now you're expecting some five star resort breakfast special? Please, my curry is all you need."

He put a spoonful of curry in his mouth and swallowed. "I would complain more it it wasn't so good!"

Sojiro nodded "That's more like it, now finish up and get to school on time so you can have the privilege of eating more of it."

Akira scarfed the curry down and proceeded to get ready. Today would be the day they try to find the mysterious Takuya and get info about the Mafia boss the Phantom Thieves so desperately need.

After school...

Other than the average assignment and being called on for a simple question, the only thing that happened up that point in the day was being called to the Student Council room to discuss her findings on this mysterious character. What they found was, appalling, at best... There were no records of this guy at all. The only info anyone at the school had was his first name, and random medical records discussing height, weight, and build.

The other matter that they discussed was the fact that he walked into school with cuts and bruised all over his face, which were bandaged up. Makoto asked if he was ok, but he didn't respond to anything, he just sat there doing his work. She asked her classmates if they knew anything, to which they shrugged, saying "He's the scary guy everyone says is involved with the mafia."

After class got out, Akira called the Phantom Thieves to their hideout.

"That guy's too creepy man... I can't believe he ain't got a record!" Ryuji was stumped thinking there was a student who was practically invisible to the school.

"You should've seen him yesterday. It's hard to believe someone like that doesn't have a record!" Morgana said. "OH YEAH! You guys missed something else! Akira tried to buy street dru..." Before he could finish his sentence, Akira shoved him in the bag and zipped it close.

"What he means is... Ms. Tae sold me some super powerful medicine to help in palaces and momentos! Hahhaha... Yeah!" Akira swerved the conversation. "Anyway, does anyone have anything on the guy other than what I told you already?"

"As I though, no one at Kosei know anything about our mysterious fellow." Yusuke put out. "Though it seems the rumor about a ruffian mafia boy attending Shujin has reached us quite rapidly. I can only imagine who started such a rumor."

"I've got nothin'" Ryuji slumped over. "Guy's like a effing ghost! Ann, you got anything?"

"Actually, I heard from a few girls who go to Harajuku frequently. Apparently, It's his usual hangout spot. They could be wrong, but it seems like it's all we got at the moment." Ann looked a little proud that she was the only one to get any info on the matter.

"Wait a sec! Ain't that like fashion central?! Why's a guy like that hangin' around there?" Ryuji was confused.

"We should all head there at once then, shall we?" Yusuke looked eager to begin.

"Uh-uh! I ain't goin' near that place! I had a bad experience there and swore to never go back ever!" Ryuji looked like he was panicking at the though of going to Harajuku.

Akira raises his hand to get the groups attention. "I actually wanted to talk to someone in Shinjuku. That journalist we met outside of Madarame's house seems to be up to speed on the latest gossip. I contacted her earlier today and she said to meet her at some bar. So, I won't be able to join in the manhunt."

Ann turns her attention to Akira. "I'll go to Harajuku myself and see if I can find Takuya."

"What will I do?" Yusuke questioned.

"You and Ryuji can come with me to the bar, that sound good?" Akira suggests to the ruffian and the artist.

"Alright! Let's get this started!"

The Phantom Thieves disbanded for the time being, starting their hunt for information. Not only would they get a target, but answers to the rumors surrounding our mysterious 3rd year student that Ann went to find in Harajuku.

End Chapter 2

Thanks for Reading!

I hope you like the changes I made to the first Chapter. I made Akira pseudo-thugnasty there for a second... It was actually inspired by a not so recent event (nothing drug related...)!

Finally, I don't ever plan on having an update schedule for this fanfiction. I am hoping to update at least once biweekly maybe weekly. I have work to worry about and this is just a hobby I do during my spare time. I hope you understand.