Ah so this is what review motivation feels like I see I see. Thank you everyone. Longer chapter this time and considering the stuff I have in my head this will not be a long story. I hope I can finish this one as I cannot stop thinking about it.
Reply to Wenner69: You shall.
Reply to pmxgamer: He will enjoy this at times... I think.
Reply to Chapters: Yes of course. There will be some smut as I feel I can convey her insanity in the form of lust but there is a story here and I hope you enjoy it.
Reply to DigitalSiN'Saga: Very very likely.
Reply to lolrus555: Ahh such a lovely lovely review. You have given me a lot to think about and I gained more than a couple of ideas so thank you very much. I'm glad you enjoy my stories and my characterization of Makoto and Hamuko. Most stories portray him as hot and dependable but I like to see him as cute, adorable and someone slightly shy. He is capable of great feats of courage but he is vulnerable at times. Props for noticing the contrast with New Game Plus. This is a much darker and more plot heavy. NG Plus was just me writing and giggling over my OTP but here I want to tell a story. Yandere Hamuko has always fascinated me and your comment on how she will behave is very interesting as that was what I struggled with the most at first. She will try to act calculated to keep herself away from trouble as normal people do but in this story Hamuko is not really sane. Something absolutely terrible happened in the previous timeline and that is all I can say for now unfortunately. The first chapter was short and I was not able to expand on her properly but this one will shed a little more light on how she is. And don't be surprised if she does off a couple of people.
You are right on about a lot of stuff pertaining to the story but I think I can give you a couple of nice surprises. All answers shall be revealed in due time but I have dropped a couple of hints and answers in this chapter and I already look forward to your next review. Once again thank you as you have helped me better the concept. I hope you like the story!
Reply to Guest: Hamuko suffers from such poor characterization in stories. Makoto gets to be all cool but my girl is just there to smile and giggle.
Makoto straightened his school tie as he stood in front of the mirror, ready for his first day as a junior in Gekkoukan High School. This was his usual routine even outside of special school days. After breakfast, a cup of coffee, a long shower and dress up, he would stand in front of a full-length mirror and iron out any imperfections that he saw.
At five feet and eight and a half inches tall and with a weight of around 120 pounds, Makoto was admittedly a handsome youth with a peculiar set of features . Straight, silky dark blue hair framed his head and despite being told to experiment with bangs to appear more mysterious and "hawt" Makoto preferred his hair off his forehead so he often styled them backwards or just clipped them towards his right with a single pin, depending on the day and his mood. He was often praised for having beautiful eyes, large and a shade of warm gray so why not show people? Besides why would he try to hide anything? He had absolutely nothing to hide.
"That's good enough I suppose." Makoto said with a smile and finished fixing his school uniform, looking all dapper and ready to take on the world. After grabbing his backpack, his new helmet and the disposable cup of coffee, the blue headed boy locked the door to his apartment and headed outside.
The cool breeze outside made him smile and after the last sip, Makoto disposed of the container in the nearby trash can and fastened his backpack to his shoulder and moved towards the parking zone of the residential complex.
"Well then." Makoto widened his grin when he removed the covers off his new motorcycle which was a sleek, expensive, black and blue, custom designed Kawasaki worth a fair amount of yen. This was a gift from his father for obtaining his junior license and from this day forward, this motorcycle was going to his ride.
Carefully sitting down on the comfortable space, Makoto admired his gift for a few more seconds before he pulled the helmet over his head and his hands grasped the handles. "I am going to miss the monorail but…" He lowered the visor, ignited the new engine and drove off with a muffled scream of joy. "This is what I wanted!"
The drive to school was quick and as blissful as he expected and after parking his motorcycle outside, Makoto removed his helmet and joined the crowd of students. As soon as he joined his fellows, squeals and giggles erupted from the girls for Makoto Yuki, the most popular boy in the grade had blessed them with his sparkling presence. Some of his adoring fans had seen him arrive on a new motorcycle so he was even more beloved than usual today.
Cheerfully greeting all those who came up to him, Makoto scanned the school ground for two people he was looking forward to meeting the most. He had missed them greatly during his vacation at Hawaii but any second now he was going to see them and the school year would truly begin. After all, what was school without best friends?
The annoyed ranting of a familiar girl made him run towards the building and there they were, having a shouting match near the lockers. His two best friends were bickering like they often did without Makoto around them and for a minute the blue headed male enjoyed the show.
"Why are we in the same class again?" scowled Yukari, her pretty face annoyed at the prospect of another ruined year.
"Told you Yuka-tan, 'tis fate." Junpei said with a coy smile, finger pistols loaded towards the popular junior.
"No way you idiot!" Yukari yelled at him.
"Don't call me an idiot you!" Junpei stopped in the middle of his retort when he spotted a certain someone and the small perverted smile turned bright and wide. "Makoto, my boy!"
Yukari turned in the opposite direction and there he was, waving at the two of them. The annoyed look melted and Yukari Takeba almost cried out, relieved to see him as he was missing for a few months. "Makoto! You're back!"
"Hi guys." Makoto said with his usual cheer and Yukari ran at him. There was a clear look of worry on her face and Makoto hugged her tightly when she came close and she shivered slightly in the embrace. There was something troubling Yukari and he was going to find out but for now he separated from her and calmed her with an assuring smile. "I missed you guys."
"Yoooo!" Junpei ran up to him as well and bumped his fist with the slightly taller male, sharing a friendly and mischievous grin with his childhood best friend. "Welcome back, man!"
Finally they were reunited and the trio wasted no time in chatting and catching up with each other. All three were in the same class, 2-E under Toriumi-sensei and with an half an hour to go before the morning assembly, Makoto, Junpei and Yukari took a stroll and ended up near the bike racks. Whatever Makoto brought he showed to his two best friends.
"Man, she's a beaut!" Junpei said, patting the vehicle and almost sniffing at how beautiful she was. He needed to ride this at least once and he turned to Makoto. "Can I take a ride? If you're cool with it bro."
"Of course, man." Makoto said and without hesitation he handed the key of the extremely costly bike over to his friend who was not even a complete driver. "You don't have a license so just drive it around here, okay? And be careful!"
The goateed teen snatched the key and ran off screaming in happiness. Makoto was alone with Yukari now the girl still had the same anxious look on her face. Makoto waited for her to talk first but when she did not, he took the initiative.
"Are you okay, Yukari?" The boy asked with a kind smile. They had known each other r for years and the normally defensive and secretive brunette was an open book around him. Makoto was not like the other boys and she trusted him unconditionally. "You look like you have something troubling you."
"Really?" Yukari gave a sigh as the genius student read her like an open book. She stared at her shoes in silence but knew that she had to give an answer to Makoto or he was going to be needlessly worried. "I'm fine Makoto. It's just…. The new dorm and all."
"Oh, you're moving into the other dorm." Makoto recalled and to comfort her, he placed a hand on her shoulder. Under normal circumstances Yukari would freak out that a boy had touched without permission but this was Makoto and she shifted closer, her worries easing a little. "Why did you agree to the shift? Especially with the new school year."
"I…" Yukari fidgeted on her feet and tried to think of some excuse. "I just have my reasons, Makoto. I'm a little tensed but I'll be alright. It's just that…"
"Yes?" Makoto encouraged her. "You can tell me."
"The dorm does not allow visitors so I won't be able to meet you often." The pink-wearing brunette sighed, already a tad lonely after spending a few days in her new dorm. "Or Junpei…"
"We'll always have school and the whole day to meet and have fun." Makoto assured, now wrapping an arm around her shoulder. "I also have a motorcycle now so if you are feeling really lonely, let me know and I'll take you for a ride."
Yukari smiled softly, blinking away the lingering tears in her brown eyes. "Thank you, Makoto." She was still not ready for what she had signed up for but the comfort from the boy helped. "We should get going. The assembly starts real soon."
"True." Makoto confirmed when he checked the time on his cellphone. The two started walking back to school.
"What about Junpei?" Yukari reminded him, trying to locate the obnoxiously loud male but he was nowhere in sight.
"He'll be back." Makoto said, posture firm and his hands outside his pockets
"What about your bike?" Yukari said with some concern. Knowing Junpei, he could crash it and come up to Makoto with nothing more than apology.
"It'll be fine." Makoto shrugged and entered the building alongside Yukari. The girl ran off to take care of some archery work and the blue haired boy was alone when he walked to the auditorium. During his walk, he came across the empress of the school, Mitsuru Kirijo.
Makoto knew her. He worked under her in the student council and when he passed her by, Makoto regarded her with respect.
"Senpai." Makoto said, bowing his head as he greeted her.
"Good morning, Yuki." The stoic face of Mitsuru softened when she returned the greeting. That was a short and simple hello but the mutual smile was something more than just friendly. Certain clubs had already started shipping them, which Makoto found silly but it was Mitsuru Kijiro so…
He wouldn't mind. Chuckling to himself, Makoto took his seat in the hall and nearly dozed off as their principle went on and on, boring the entire student body to tears by the first five sentences. For a moment Makoto wished he had a cheap MP3 player to drown out the senseless drivel but he shrugged the little potential purchase away.
Why would he need to cover his ears? He had an entire music system at home but outside his apartment, he preferred to listen to the world and its people. Makoto was just that kind of guy.
After the first day of school, the trio of Gekkoukan students went to Wild-Duck Burger for a small celebration. Makoto told his two friends to order whatever they wanted as it was his treat like always. Junpei thanked him and order half the menu but Makoto had to persuade Yukari into having a massive cheat day and in the end she listened. To avoid potential embarrassment, Makoto excused himself and left the restaurant to grab a wad of cash.
Makoto's father, Minato Yuki had given him a supplementary debit card in case of emergencies and after a quick stop at an ATM booth, Makoto walked back towards the restaurant, his wallet fat with enough yen to buy the entire menu of Wild-Duck for the next few days. It was his second day back in Iwatodai from vacation and there was just no comparison between the two places. His hometown was his heaven. Life had given him everything he ever wanted and it was all right here in Iwatodai.
His parents worked abroad but they showered him with so much love and affection that he never felt lonely, no matter the distance between them. They were also wealthy enough to visit him every few months and Makoto was happy with that for the time being. After finishing high-school and college, he was contemplating relocating abroad and living with his parents for the next couple of years.
During the middle of his future planning, Makoto bumped into someone and the nearly fell on the pavement as the collision was a little rough. He heard a gasp from the female he had bumped into, followed by the sound of shopping bags dropping on the ground. Oh boy. Makoto had ruined her shopping experience and at once, the blue headed youth got to his feet and turned in her direction to apologize.
"I'm sorry." Makoto apologized and without taking a look at her he got to work, picking up the shopping bags that she had dropped but the girl was not moving and still stationed at the same spot. Makoto panicked slightly at the silence, thinking he had hurt her and rose to full height to took a look at her and make sure she was okay.
She was a super cute brunette girl with large red eyes and Makoto found himself staring at her for a while as she was just that attractive, definitely one of the cutest girls he had seen in Iwatodai. She wore a light orange sweater, red plaid skirt, black leggings and a red scarf for extra warmth. Lastly, an MP3 player was hung around her neck, connected to silver headphones which were dangling off her shoulders.
Makoto caught himself being a little too shameless and composed himself but the girl did not. She was not blinking and just staring at him in a trance, mouth hanging open and he was able to her breathy gasps. Even in the chilly weather, her face was a sweaty and shivers were rocking her petite body and for a second Makoto thought she was having a panic attack from the bump.
"Um, hello?" Makoto waved shyly but she did not seem to hear him. She was lost. Lost in her own dark world.
Hamuko had a hard time believing that the sight before her was real. Makoto. Darling, sweet and adorable Makoto was within her grasp and the mere sight of him, alive and well, had her daydreaming in broad daylight.
This boy was Makoto, her heart told her so but he was so different from the Makoto she knew. He was a full inch taller, fairer in complexion and with a completely different hairstyle that showed off his eyes which were brimming with life and joy. A stark contrast to the aloof and generally apathetic loner she had fallen in love with. His voice was softer, his face was fresh and devoid of exhaustion and he just looked… Perfect. Perfect for her. Only for her.
Makoto tapped her on the shoulder and Hamuko came alive with a small gasp that was both fake and loud. "I-I'm sorry!" She nearly yelled and bowed at him to hide the uncontrollable, lustful grin that adorned her face. The brunette already had a couple of fantasies exciting her but for now she had to play nice and proper.
"It's fine." Makoto said with a small amount of embarrassment and to reciprocate, he bowed in apology as well. "Sorry for bumping into you. My bad."
So he was a gentleman as well. Just made her plans a whole lot easier. Hamuko masked the grin and stood up, fists clenched in an effort to restrain herself. Makoto was already back to picking up her shopping bags and Hamuko clenched her jaw, hands twitching in anticipation and longing. If she could just grab his head and push it between…. But then he stood up.
"Here you go." Makoto was about to hand her the shopping bags but Hamuko was in that trance once again, shamelessly staring at him without blinking or even breathing. Makoto grew a little nervous and gave a shy grin. He was told he was handsome sure but this girl simply could not take her eyes off him. "Um… Hello?"
A lot of thoughts ran through her head and Hamuko took her time, drinking in the sight of her beloved Makoto breathing life and smiling at her, looking so weak, so innocent and so utterly perfect. He was different from the Makoto she knew and after a small interaction with him, Hamuko could say with confidence that he was better. He was better looking, nicer in personality, more of a gentleman but most importantly he was alive.
If she was a tiny bit more unhinged than she was right now, Hamuko would have kissed him in public and then would have dragged him to a nearby back alley to fuck his brains out until she was satisfied but for now nothing crazy. She had just met him after all.
Another touch on her shoulder brought her back to the world again and the brunette gave him a grin. "Sorry." Hamuko apologized. "Just a little excited out of my mind lately."
"Oh?" Makoto hummed. "Something good going on?"
"I'm new here." Hamuko lied with a smile, stepping close to him and inhaling his scent. A shiver followed, brushing along her spine as his scent was so intoxicating and overwhelming for her, fueling her already insatiable lust. "Everything is kind of like a blur to me right now hehe."
"Welcome to Iwatodai then." Makoto chuckled, holding out his hand to welcome her. "I hope you enjoy your stay here!"
"Thank you." Hamuko accepted his handshake after setting down a few shopping bags. She wanted to guide his soft hand into her panties but she had to wait. Just for a little while more. Not in public, she told herself. His dorm room would suffice. "It is nice to meet you… Um…?"
"Makoto." The boy introduced himself in such a charming way that Hamuko fawned. "Makoto Yuki. May I know your name as well?"
"Hamuko Shiomi." The girl said and her eyes devoured him again. She was actually touching Makoto once again in her life. She was unsure at first but the deadly and costly gamble ended being the best decision of her life and now, looking at him, drinking him in… She was not going to take one year.
This new Makoto was the angel of her dreams and she was going to keep him forever.
"Mine." Hamuko growled.