AceDetective: Hey guys! I'm back from working on some new projects, and seriously, thanks to all who have reviewed and done all that other good stuff! Anyways, you guys can thank vikumiru for the idea for this lovely little chapter here. Also, watch out for her first story, which is good by the way, and a new story from me that we might co-write together!
Rise: Alright, can I do credits?
AceDetective: Hmm? Sure!
Rise: Yay! AceDetective doesn't own P4 and its characters, she only owns herself and her plot.
Naoto's POV
Oh, Souji was so good. He backed me up quickly against a wall, still kissing me still ferociously. His tongue begged to enter, and I let him in immediately. He tasted like... Tea. And at that I started wondering how I tasted like. He started putting his hands into my wig. Oh shit! What do I do if it comes off? We stopped for a moment to breath, then he threw off my glasses, stared into my eyes, then pounced on me again. He kept running his hands through my wig, and for a slight moment I wondered why people even do that while making out. Slowly, my wig started to slip off.
After a few more seconds of passionately making out, Souji noticed my hair falling out. He stopped, backed away, and breathed out,
"N-naoto?"
I felt tears forming in my eyes. And all I said was, "Sorry." Before running away, not looking back.
After running a little more, I found a tree high enough to climb and not be seen. I climbed up, and cried my heart out. And then I realized - I love him.
Souji's POV (A/N Some backtrack, sorry)
When I poked my tongue against her lips, she immediately let me in. She tasted like blueberries and sugar. I started to put my hands into her hair. Then I paused, and catched my breath. I decided that her glasses were getting in the way and threw them off. I stared into her eyes... They looked familiar, but I couldn't put a finger on it. I kissed again, my hands kept on running themselves through her hair. After some more passionate kissing, I paused again to take a breath, and I randomly looked at her hair. There were some dark blue locks falling out from under the light blue. Then I realized why her eyes were familiar... The dark blue hair... The speaking voice.
I squeaked out the words... "Naoto?"
She was starting to tear up, ad I heard something- I could've sworn it was an apology- before she ran away.
I tried calling her, but she was too far away to hear me.
I wanted her to come back. I wanted to be with her, comfort her, tell her I won't be mad. I wanted to run after her, yet I didn't. My feet were frozen to the ground, and I stood there like an idiot with one arm out. Then, I realized another thing- I love her. Not just te girl on stage, not just the nerd I knew, I loved her. All of her.
3rd Person POV
It was Monday afternoon, and again, the students were checking the results. Even though Born To Win wasn't completely there, they still placed high, thanks to Naoto. The girls were fully healed, and were ready to go.
Naoto was completely quiet, and the girls started to notice something was wrong, but they decided to leave her alone. Naoto sat and was in deep thought all throughout lunch, until she thought of a plan. She scribbled on a paper, which she dropped into Souji's locker.
Meet me at the library after school.
-Love, Naoto
AceDetective: Well, yay! Sorry about the long wait guys. Sorry about the short chapter. I might delay the updating of the next chapter too, since I'll be working on a ton of other stuff. If you guys want more of me, I suggest you check out my other stories. Alright! See you guys! R.R&S.A.M (Read, Review, & Start An Angry Mob!)!