A/N: Persona 3 Portable is owned by ATLUS.

Rating is changed because of sexual themes. I'm paranoid so I changed it to M. Pleases tell me if you think I should just revert it back to T for later chapters. (But I doubt it. I don't know.)

I have no idea how I got to write this kind of fic/chapter. This is my first time writing this and I hope it isn't terrible. I was supposed to continue the real second chapter but then this suddenly popped out of somewhere. Then Akihiko and FeMC made me write it. Eventually it became an experiment.

This is only a filler chapter.

Thank you for those who generously reviewed the first chapter.

The Night After

November 20, 2009

Akihiko shivers as he remembers the block of ice that had coated his body. He rubs both his arms, determined to brush away the lingering coldness that might have been left by Mitsuru's punishment caused by the hot spring incident. He had apologized to Minako a number of times, but she always only shrugged as a response. At least she didn't ignore him unlike the others. (Ken actually had a weird and indignant stare towards him.) And it was definitely better than the glare she gave Junpei.

Akihiko opens the door to his room, completely unprepared for the pleasant surprise waiting for him. Upon entering he finds Minako sitting leisurely on the edge of his bed, wearing a singlet top and a cotton shorts that doesn't even reach the middle of her thighs. He's certain she isn't wearing anything underneath.

"Hey." She greets him.

Akihiko swallows hard. An image of a flushed skin with tiny droplets of hot water clinging on smooth shoulder blades and a body covered only by a thin towel flashes in his mind.

"H-hey." He stammers. Minako raises a questioning eyebrow before she eventually smiles. She taps the space beside her. Akihiko reluctantly sits.

"You're…you're not mad anymore?"

"Hmmm…" Minako taps her chin with a forefinger pretending to think.

"Do you think I'd be here if I'm still mad at you?"

"No, not really."

"So I'm not mad anymore. Although I have some sort of…suspicion." She narrows her eyes trying to intimidate him. "And depending on your answer I might get mad at you again, this time for a long period."

"What-what suspicion?" He suddenly feels nervous.

"At the hot spring, did you try to peek at the others? Were you curious about their bodies?" Minako is staring him down, Akihiko is sure of it. And it's working. He wonders how Minako could ask that question without even batting an eye or feeling awkward.

"H-Huh?"

"I could get mad at you for weeks or months." Minako seems a lot scarier at the moment than Mitsuru.

"N-No."

"What did you saw? Where were you looking then? Rather who were you looking at?"

Akihiko chokes.

"U-um." He can feel his cheeks getting warm. Akihiko is sure not only is his face red but also his ears.

"What?" Minako snaps getting impatient. Who wouldn't? All he did was stammer.

Akihiko mutters his reply.

"Aki, don't mumble. I can't hear you." She whines.

He isn't really proud to tell what he saw. And it would probably haunt him in the many nights to come, not just at nights, even in his daydreams too. Whenever he thinks about it he gets the urge to know how soft it would feel like against his hands. How hot to the touch her body would be because of the steam.

Akihiko suddenly feels a tightening feeling in his stomach.

"You" There, he said it.

"…"

Akihiko takes the risk to look at her eyes just to find out that Minako is smirking. Then she lets out a melodic laugh.

"Really?"

"Yeah." Akihiko replies shyly and averts his eyes.

Minako inches closer to him, placing a hand on his thigh while another hand tugs at his collar.

"Just me? Nobody else?"

He reciprocates by grabbing her waist and sliding a hand on her back.

"Of course."

Minako presses her lips against his throat and Akihiko barely controls his groan. He takes her face in his hands and captures her lips with his own, chaste at first then hungrily, exploring every crevice of her mouth. Minako pulls away and climbs on top of him and straddles his waist.

She threads her fingers through his hair and pull, hard enough to make it hurt, to make him hiss. Their breaths mix together, her lips teasingly touching his as she speaks.

"Promise me you'll only look at me."

"You're the only one I see."

"Good."

Seemingly satisfied with his answer Minako wastes no time to nibble his lower lip. Akihiko smiles within the kiss. Minako breaks it.

"What are you smiling about?" She frowns at him, half annoyed and half bemused.

"Could it be that you're jealous?"

"Highly unlikely." Minako replies haughtily. However, she shifts her gaze away from his face down to his chest, twirling the ribbon tie on her finger as she loosen it and digging her nails into his abdomen. The pain making him wince, nevertheless it manages to produce a strangled moan out of him.

Akihiko grabs her wrists and plants it on her sides. He leans in and kisses the skin under her ears. Minako arches her back.

"You appear to be otherwise." He whispers directly to her ear. Minako frees herself from his hold. She unbuttons his shirt and pulls it off of his arms by herself, seemingly frustrated with the excessive article of clothing that he is still wearing.

"Am not."

Minako licks his collarbone. Akihiko's eyes shut and he is reduced to a shuddering fool. He realizes that Minako perfectly knows well how to play to win this game. And with that he forgets what he is about to say, instead he drives his hands to roam over all her body. But his gloves are still on, so he peels them off with urgency, and when his hands are finally free from barriers of leather he slips them under her top and slide them up to her ribs.

Minako stops its ascent and pulls it out of her sheer singlet top. The strap falling out of her shoulder.

"I'm quite disappointed though."

It isn't about his performance, right? Minako never appeared unsatisfied ever. Still…

"What about?"

"You didn't even compliment me when I wore my yukata. The other guys were very appreciative, even Bebe. But you! You didn't even say anything when I was actually looking forward to your reaction."

Oh that…

"Well…remember when we went to the summer festival and you were wearing a yukata, back then I told you that it was hard for me to look at you. That's how it is at Kyoto too. And other sets of feelings. I wanted to control myself about…you know…"

"Oh." Minako chuckles picking up what he was trying to say.

"Still you could have said something nice."

Akihiko tentatively glide his hands on her upper thighs.

"I love you whatever you may wear and I'll like it because it's you."

"Especially when I'm wearing nothing." Minako wiggles her eyebrows and they both share a laugh.

Minako abruptly stops and starts unbuckling his belt, then works to remove his pants. She lifts herself up so he can slip them off. Akihiko takes off his socks too. Minako returns to her place in his lap sliding her hands up and down his chest. It's his turn.

Akihiko grabs the ends of her top and gently peels it off over her head. He tosses the piece of clothing somewhere. Akihiko licks his lips. He couldn't help but stare at her bosom hungrily. He takes one, hand trembling, and gives it a soft squeeze. Minako lets out a moan.

He curls an arm to her waist and hoists her up, only to lay her on her back so he is hovering above her. He attacks her lips with fervor, their tongues swirling against each other, then he sucks on hers making her melt and release a sigh.

He hooks a hand to her shorts as he tries to take them off, but Minako pushes him away. The kiss breaks apart and they both gasp for breath.

"Wait"

"What?" He wishes she'd stop asking more questions.

"I think we should do this with a hot bath." Minako smiles at him suggestively.

Akihiko smirks in return.

"Alright."

Minako slips her arms around his neck and tangles her legs on his waist. He carries her. And takes her into his bathroom. It will be a long time before they get out.

A/N: I literally cringed when I was writing some of Akihiko's lines. They're (ugh) cheesy. But I think he might say those things. And I believe Akihiko will have a problem getting over his trembling hands. Also just presume they have their personal bathrooms in their respective rooms for this story to work.

Just so you know Bebe shows up on Kyoto Trip if you hadn't maxed him out. And my character is already in a relationship with Akihiko during the trip, I was frustrated he didn't mention anything about the yukata when he did say something about walking together on sightseeing day.

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