A/N: I had planned on updating earlier, but my computer kept bluescreening, and freezing up on me. And today the internet wasn't working. Wonderful, huh...? (Skype hasn't been working well, either...) And to answer your question Okamiwind, I'm going to try to get one of these done each week. I wanna get this done now because I'll be busy the rest of this week with exams, and whatnot. Hopefully, I'll be able to do it (you all know how bad I am with updating...) After this is Yukiko!
Also! Here is the next (possibly final) set I'm planning on doing. It's still in progress, so send in your characters! Whoever ends up lonely (which it looks like it'll end up being most of the guys...), I'm going to be throwing my character at them. So far, anyone, but the ones below are open (this includes any NPC).
In other news, I think Yukiko is the most popular choice...
CH9 - Hitoshi (Hanged Man) x Yukiko (Priestess) - Helping her bake.
CH10 - Ren (Justice) x Marie (Aeon) - Giving her a tour of Okina City.
CH11 - Jospeh (Aeon) x Fuuka (Priestess) - Convincing her to join the Shadow Operatives.
CH12 - Yuto (Moon) x Naoto (Fortune) - Finally having the courage to confess.
CH13 - Masaru (Sun) x Rise (Lovers) - Backstage at her concert.
CH14 - Megumi (Tower) x Chie (Chariot) - Sharing an umbrella on the Flood Plains.
CH15 - Adachi (Jester) x Midori (Justice) - Following him around for Career Day.
CH16 - Yu (Fool) x Suzaku (Sun) - Being the one to save him in the TV.
CH17 - Yosuke (Magician) x Caecilia (Moon) - Singing at the karaoke bar.
CH18 - Junichiro (Strength) x Yumi (Sun) - Comforting her at the hospital.
CH19 - Kanji (Emperor) x Miho (Death) - Taking a sick day.
CH20 -
*Remember, guys, send me your scenarios too, if you'd like~ These were just random ones that popped up in my head
**Right, I added my character to this, because... I dunno, I wanted to be different *slapped* Plus, I don't really like Kanji or Chie... (I'msorrypossiblefanboys/girls!)
Magician x Sun
"Man, this seriously blows!" Yosuke set his elbows on his knees, and stared vacantly at the table—decorated plainly with a red table cloth, and a potted plant, courtesy of a certain silver-haired teen—shoulders hunched forward dejectedly. Couple this with the "Miss" Yasogami High pageant he was forced in, and this year's Culture Festival could not go any more horribly wrong. "No one's showed up yet!" Beside him, Chie pulled up a chair, and perched herself on the edge of it, looking just as despondent as him, if not more. She sighs, and rests her head on her folded hands, absently kicks her feet underneath the table. There's a short pause.
She barely lifts her head to speak, and before she does, another sigh leaks past her lips, "Wh-What'd we do wrong? I mean, the decorations are good, right...?" Her brown eyes drifted over to the girl behind her, who flushed, and avoided her gaze—a poor effort on her part, especially when she felt her eyes pratically burning holes into her (they had never been on good terms). She stood two inches taller than Chie, with a head of curly orange hair, pushed over her shoulders, and grey eyes that were now fixed on the tiled floor under her. She wore a brown cardigan over her uniform; her arms were stiff at her sides. Maybe if she didn't move she wouldn't see her... "Right?" Chie reiterates through gritted teeth.
The addressed twirls a strand of hair around her index finger—a nervous habit of hers. A bubble of laughter rises from her stomach, and out her throat, but it sounds forced, "Ahaha... W-Well..." Just as she's about to finish (or maybe change the subject), footsteps draw near. They all turn their heads at once.
"Wow, what's with the ugly decorations?" A boy with messy blonde hair asked, walking into the room. Bangs barely cover both eyes—one brown, while the other was grey, shades lighter than the right; his voice was soft, and gentle like a breezy summer's day; clearly, he hadn't meant any malice behind the words. When he caught Chie's glare, however, he quickly backtracked, arms raised in defense, "I-I mean... Wow, these decorations are... Great." His face scrunches up like he's just smelled something sour; it looked like it pained him just to say the word.
She throws her hands up in the air, "Ugh! Everybody's a critic!" It's obviously not the reaction Chie was looking for, and she walks out, brushing past the boy, and Yukiko, who was standing in middle of the doorway. Yu follows her out, mumbling that he'd try to talk to her. Yukiko turns her attention to the boy; his brown jacket is closed, she notices, as opposed to the open state its usually in. Odd.
"Shigeru-kun, what're you doing here?" The corners of her mouth twitch into a soft, knowing smile—had the room gotten hotter, or was it just him?—and the boy known as Shigeru dares to glance Yosuke's way (who's too busy brooding to notice), before looking away, cheeks flushed a pretty pink.
"I-ah... Wanted to see how my Senpai were?" Which wasn't a total lie, he tells himself, as he joins Yosuke at the table. True, he didn't feel deeply connected to any specific member of the team, but something about the upperclassmen was... Different. He made him feel special, made him feel like he was someone, smiled at him. The world was clearer with him, colors more vivid, sounds more vibrant. He loved talking to him (about everything, about nothing), but made sure he watched what he said... The last thing he wanted to do was offend him... Said boy looks up then. Shigeru watches his brown eyes light up, and a grin slowly play across his lips—he knew that look far too well: Yosuke had an idea.
And judging by past experiences, this would not end up well...
"S-So! Um... H-How does this group date work, exactly...?" The next thing he knew, he found himself sitting next to Yukiko—directly across from Yosuke and Erin, who both looked just as equally flustered as them—doing what Yosuke called a "test run."
"If people see how much fun we're having, they'll have to come in!" Shigeru resisted another groan as he flashbacked to him telling him that; and when would the fun start, exactly? It's not like any of them had experience in this... Once he lost function in his right eye, people made an effort to avoid him. Or worse, some—complete strangers even—would ask come up to him, and him a bunch of questions ("How did that happen?!", "Are you okay?!, "How many fingers am I holding up?!"), give him sympathy. Which was the last thing he ever wanted.
"Ah..." Yukiko hummed softly, mulling over the redhead's question, before shrugging her shoulders in defeat. "Yosuke-kun?" She prompted, hoping he could shed some light on this. It was his idea, after all.
The teen laughs a little nervously, rubs the back of his neck sheepishly, "W-Well... We just ask each other questions, I guess... Oh, I'll start!" Shigeru had been dreading this part; already he felt a wave of anxiety wash over him. "Shi," Dammit, why'd he choose him to go first...? "What are your hobbies?" He has to repeat his question because Shigeru's far too distracted counting the number of imperfections on the floor, and oh god, had Yosuke's eyes always been that deep shade of brown? His cheeks start to burn again, and he has to loosen his tie. More than anything, he wanted to disappear.
He twists his hands together, racks his mind for a reply, but all he's coming up with is a blank (was it the way Yosuke was staring at him, or this scene in general that was making this hard?). His hobbies...? Well, he liked normal things like listening to music, and there was kung fu (the action movies mostly—he wasn't sure he could imitate the moves), but it wasn't like he was crazy into it like Chie-senpai was... All that really left was...
"Um... Defeating Shadows?"
Yukiko clapped her hands together in delight, face brightening for the first time that day, "Oooh, that's a good one~!"
In front of her, Erin tilts her head, and narrows her grey eyes, as if studying the dark-haired girl, "I-um... I-I don't think that actually counts... Does it?"
She turns to her fellow classmates for an answer (but is inevitably met with none), and the awkward process of asking each other questions goes back, and forth for awhile (Shigeru's just glad the atmosphere feels less strained, and his cheeks have returned to their normal color), until...
"So, which one of us would you rather date?" Yosuke says it so calmly, like he had just asked for the time. It was amazing, really.
In response, Shigeru nearly falls out of his chair—heart beating way too loud, and hard against his ribcage (in his peripheral vision, he sees Yukiko lean over, steadying him with a hand to his back)—and Erin very eloquently chokes. Yosuke raises a fine brow.
"Yosuke-kun!" Erin's the one to break the uncomfortable silence first, but her face reads uncertainty, not the flusteredness he had expected. She balls her hands underneath the table, "Y-You can't just... Th-That was..." She trails off into silence; Shigeru picks it back up.
"Blunt..." His head comes back up, and he manages a small smile. His eyes fall on the other girl in the room, "So-uh... Yukiko-senpai?"
"Hmm?!" Her cheeks flush—the color is harsh against her pale skin, and black tresses. If Shigeru notices, he doesn't say anything.
"Is it me, Yosuke-senpai, or Rin-senpai?"
"O-Oh... W-Well..." She ties her lips together as she casts her gaze around the room. Shigeru is giving her a curious look, head cocked to the side; Yosuke's expression is less readable (but she's swears she sees him send a wink her way), while Erin looks like she's ready to bolt out the door, she's so red. Yukiko makes a sort of whine in the back of her throat, slapping her hands to her reddening cheeks. "I-I'm sorry, I can't..."
"Rin-chan?" Yosuke nudges her with his elbow, "I bet it's Yukiko-san, right~?"
"Wh-What?!" She stands up quickly—too quckly, nearly knocking over her chair in the process—her cheeks at least 8 shades of red. "N-No! No! NO! W-We're j-just friends!"
Shigeru smiles, "Senpai, you look like a tomato~" The comment makes her blush more (along with the look Yosuke is aiming in her direction).
"Are ya sure~?"
"YES! Yes, I promise."
"Ah, that's too bad... Thought maybe you two could come to our wedding~" He winks at Shigeru.
Who would never be able to live this moment down...
"Wait... Wedding? Like... What?!" Did he bang his head, and wake up in another universe? I mean, they did jump into TVs after school... Not like he could rule the possibility out...
Yukiko hums, stroking her chin lightly, "Now that you mention it, Yosuke-kun, you two do make a cute couple~"
He flinches at her serious expression, "Y-You guys... You know I was just kidding, right?" Erin joins in.
"Wh-Who'd be the girl in that, you think...?"
"Guys?!"
"Shigeru-kun, definitely." She nods. Shigeru slams his head down—causing both girls to jump, and look his way—enjoying the feel of the cool cloth against his burning cheeks.
"I think next time I'll call in sick..."
The most awkward group of people to ever be on a group date since... Well, ever. I hope this is fine ReachingOutFES! I tried to make it different (but still similar) to the episode. Even though this wasn't my favorite part of the game, Shigeru was one of my favorite characters submitted (Shhh, don't tell anyone *slapped*), so I hope I did him justice, and he's in character ;w;
