AN: So I decided since so many of you asked for it, that I would continue with this story! I have a bit of a plan for how I expect this to go but that doesn't mean that I won't be paying attention to reviews and criticisms! Please review it gives me lots to think about and please criticize, it will only help me improve! :P

Akira had never thought himself a noble thief. A thief, yes absolutely, there was almost nothing that he loved more than raiding palaces and defeating monsters, all the while, expanding the treasures in his possession. So, yes, he was without a doubt a thief. But noble? Akira wasn't so sure of that. If he were as noble as Morgana led him to believe, Akira would not have led Makoto around by the nose, and he most definitely should not have derived enjoyment from his act. That was not the act of a man who was noble. Akira was not worried though, oh no, he was the exact opposite of worried. If nobility was as boring as his feline made it out to be, than Akira wanted no part of it. Nobility is fine and dandy, but, in the opinion of the leader of the Phantom Thieves, selfishness was an acceptable alternative. After all, what kind of thief would he be if he didn't take what he wanted.


Makoto was in the process of banging her head against her room wall. She was back at square one. Akira had skillfully maneuvered through her trap and had facts to back up his story. Now, Makoto was no fool. Obviously Akira was still hiding something and it still might be entirely possible for him to be involved with the Phantom Thieves beyond his work on the Phansite. Actually, Makoto was convinced that Akira himself was a member. The only problem was that she had exhausted all the evidence she had gathered in a single meeting, she had been so ecstatic about having caught him that Makoto tipped her entire hand. How was she supposed to know that he would weasel his way out of her claws. She needed a new plan. She needed the Phantom Thieves to help the students that were trapped by Kaneshiro's debt schemes.

Makoto stayed up all night laying in her futon, thinking. It was in the early hours of the morning when Makoto smiled devilishly and closed her eyes. She had pleasant dreams of putting her new plan into action.


"Kurusu-kun, I would like to speak with you once more."

Akira was visibly shocked. He expected Makoto to call for him again sometime in the future, but this was much too soon.

"What did you do?! Why is she coming after you again?" Morgana seemed to be in no state to have a repeat of what happened the other day and had taken to shuffling about uncontrollably in Akira's schoolbag.

"Kurusu-kun please." Makoto gave him a pleading look that was filled with hope. Akira may have decided that he was not noble, but he wasn't a heartless bastard who could just turn away Makoto's, admittedly cute, puppy dog eyes.

Akira decided that he would at the very least hear her out. Besides, he could practically feel his body preemptively heat up at the thrill of another encounter of minds.

Akira tried but ultimately failed to keep the giddiness out of his voice as he turned to Ann and held out Morgana, "Ann hold the Mona BagTM, this won't take too long." She gave him an odd look but didn't say a word as she took the bag in hand.

"Hey man what gives! I thought we had plans to go to that place today!"

Akira gave his best friend a quick warning look and very delicately said, "Ryuji, I think Mishima will be fine without us working on the phansite for one day." He hoped his friend got the hint.

"Whatya talkin' about man?" Obviously Akira would have to re-tell Ryuji about the cover story they had decided on after Makoto almost found out about them, "We don't help Mish-"

Ann quickly kicked his shin and started walking away quickly, "Of course Akira! We'll meet you at Leblanc and save you a drink!"

Akira had thought it many a time, but it was times like these when he thanked any gods out there that Ann had the common sense that Ryuji did not. He turned back to Makoto, who had waited throughout the entire exchange with a surprising amount of patience.

"Well, lead the way prez."


Makoto led him back to the student council room and they took positions reminiscent of the of their confrontation. Last time, Akira had been beyond nervous, this time, however, he was beyond excited. Almost immediately after sitting down he had to school his features to keep his eager grin under time, he would get the first move.

"Prez, may I ask what this is about?"

Makoto gave a long sigh and then gave him a look that screamed of intense desperation, "I need your help," Akira merely raised an eyebrow, "Students have been getting caught up in shady activities, delivering packages of unknown origins that I suspect contain drugs."

His eyebrows shot up at this, "What kind of shady activities?"

"From what I can gather, they are approached on the street in broad daylight and asked if they want to make a large amount of money very quickly. They are then asked to deliver a small package to a locker and after that the men who they were approached by take a picture so that they can-"

"So that they can blackmail them into paying them more and more cash for silence and possibly even force them to deliver more drugs," Akira concluded.

Makoto looked surprised for a second but then gave a small grin, "Exactly, and this is where you come in," She gave him a somewhat feral grin and Akira couldn't help but shudder involuntarily, "I need you to get this name to the Phantom Thieves through Mishima's website and save these students."

"The Phantom Thieves?" Akira was shocked, "But weren't you on a personal crusade to find them?"

"Yes, I do wish to know if they are doing illegal acts, but if they can save the student body that I cannot, then I am willing to ask for their help."

"Alright, I'll let Mishima know."

Makoto got up and gave Akira a megawatt smile and a quick hug, "Thank you so much Kurusu-kun!"

Blushing at her close contact he quickly tried to save face by speaking again, "Please just call me Akira."

Makoto blushed a bit at the casual way he wanted her to speak to him in, "O-okay, but only if you call me Makoto!"

Laughing and nodding, Akira gave her one last smile and left the room, reassuring her that the Phantom Thieves would get to the bottom of it.

Makoto had no doubt about that. She fully expected them to succeed. But she also planned on watching Akira and co. very carefully during the next few days.