NOTE: Sorry it took so long for the next chapter to finally come out. I am now back in school, and super busy. Also, please forgive my color-blindness. The 'mysterious boy' does not have turquoise-ish blue hair. He just has regular blue hair. I…. am sorry. REVIEW, PLEASE. Reviews are my best friends. They make me happy, and inspire me to update faster. Please enjoy the story. Oh, yes, and if you do not know already, I will be updating every Saturday. Thanks. :D

Kisara's P.O.V.

It was weird. Almost like I could see Minato's flashback. Back when we first met. We didn't even know about shadows, or the dark hour, or even such a thing as a persona. I have to admit- I wasn't used to Iwatodai. Arriving to school taking the monorail, hearing students gossip early in the morning, going to what the school transformed to at the dark hour; Tartarus. My life now isn't normal. Not even close.

I could hear footsteps one floor below me, and… whistling? Was that Minato? His room is one floor below mine. There was something else I heard… singing? Was Minato actually singing?

I drew my face on the floor of my bedroom. Amused by the melody I heard.

"Having fun down there?" I asked through the hole on the floor. I could see a faint glimpse of Minato's bedroom.

"Huh! Who's there!" Minato looked around his bedroom to see if anyone was hiding somewhere. "Holy crap, could it be?" Minato's eyes glistened. "Did I actually hear the voice from…"

"..." I stopped and realized how stupid Minato was being.

Minato, still fascinated, had a lot more to say.

"Please… please tell me what I am going to get on my exam…" He… is an idiot. I decided to give up. Tricking Minato wasn't going to do any good. I was about to do my homework when I realized there was no school today.

*KNOCK KNOCK*

Someone was knocking on my door.

"Who is it…?" I asked.

"It's me." A familiar voice answered.

The door opened, and Mitsuru entered.

"There is something that needs to be discussed. We will meet on the fourth floor as usual. That is all," Mitsuru left without saying another word… before I could even ask her if she was doing anything today. I had no plans at all.

I got up from bed and went to the lounge. It was completely empty, except for a blue haired figure. It was Minato.

He looked up from his laptop, and noticed me. "Hey."

"Hey, noticed anything weird this morning?" I put my hand over my mouth to try to cover the smile that was about to form on my face.

"Yeah. There was this strange voice. I thought it was-" Minato didn't finish.

"You thought it was..?"

Minato shook his head. "Nevermind."

I was a little disappointed. I was prepared to laugh today, but I felt kinda bad for the guy… I decided to change the subject.

"So… What're you working on?" My eyes were now on Minato's laptop.

"Oh…. Homework," He responded looking down to his laptop, and continued typing up his work.

"Oh, come on! Homework! You got nothing better to do on a Sunday? Everyone else is having fun, and you're gonna sit here, and work on homework? You need a break."

"What?" He looked back up at me.

"Come on."

Despite all of Minato's holding back, I dragged him to Iwatodai Strip Mall, and went inside Wild Duck Burger. We seemed to be having fun inside… Suddenly, Minato looked up, and hid under the table.

"What're you doing?" I asked.

"Yukari. She won't stop following me, I don't even like her." he got up, and grabbed my hand. "Come on, let's go."

"But, we didn't even pay-"

"LET'S GO, KISARA!"

We got out of Wild Duck Burger immediately. One of the workers got angry, and chased us all around the mall. We finally lost him after 10 minutes of non-stop running.

"Phew, we're safe." Minato finally said after he caught his breath.

"Uh, yeah…" I was disappointed.

"Why're you sad, we lost them." He said.

"Well, yeah… But, we can never go into Wild Duck Burger again."

"What makes you think that?" He smiled.

"Well the worker took out his camera, took a picture of our backs while he was chasing after us, and yelled, 'you are NEVER allowed in Wild Duck Burger ever again!'"

"Oh yeah…" He looked quite sad now.

I looked down at my hand, and Minato's, and started laughing.

"What's so funny?" He asked.

"You're, uh… still holding my hand." I smiled.

His face flushed in bright red, and immediately let go of my hand.

"Sorry." He apologized.

"Don't worry about it."

I spent some time with Minato, and we went back to our dorms. It was time for the meeting on the fourth floor.