Chapter 1: The Lovers-UPDATED

Minato had it pretty rough lately. It was one thing dealing with all his responsibilities as a member of SEES. But there were all those nightly visits from the strange child Pharos. His teammates were discovering all sorts of new things about themselves and how all this supernatural mumbo jumbo even came to be. And he still didn’t know what to make of Igor, Elizabeth and the Velvet Room. Fighting demons in the Dark Hour was actually a good time by comparison. He just wanted to live a normal life again.

He was agitated and didn’t even what to think his role in all this was. Things were still odd between Yukari and Mitsuru, Junpei had been standoffish towards him, and he still didn’t know much about that Shinjiro. At least Ken was normal. Minato hoped the reason that Pharos kept on visiting him was because he was a weird kid and not that there was something off about him personally. If that wasn’t the case, then that would mean that dog Koromaru was more normal than he was.

Minato had been resting in his room at the Gekkoukan dorms. It was a nice night for once. There were no Shadows to deal with, no trips to Tartarus. He figured he would turn in and get himself some shuteye. It had been too long.

As he was closing his eyes, his mind went to that weird state of pre-dreaming slumber. He had all kinds of weird thoughts, he heard some strange sounds, but he pushed it aside. Part of him was unnerved that Pharos would show his face again, the kid had a habit of doing that. He had dealt with the Dark Hour last night and stayed in that tower a little too long. Tartarus had that effect on people. If that kid showed up, he would flat out ignore him and that would be it. Right now he just wanted to lie down and konk out early.

But things wouldn’t go that easily. He thought he heard his door being opened. He shook the thought out of his head, it couldn’t have been real because he had locked it. Right now, he just wanted to concentrate on sleeping for real.

But as he was resting, he heard a knocking on his door. He ignored it, thinking it was Koro pawing at the door to take him out for a walk because either Shinjiro was sulking and glaring at everyone, or Junpei was staring off into space at one of the girls like a creep. And if it wasn’t Koro, it probably was either Akihiko or Mitsuru wanting to talk to him about something.

“No way,” he thought to himself. “Not studying tonight and not dealing with any bullshit. Tonight is Minato Night.”

He smiled and turned in.

Then he heard the door actually open up. At first he just thought it was a figment of his imagination. He heard the unmistakable thud of his door being shut. This time he did look up. He turned on the lights, intending to give whoever it was a piece of mind. Only for him to stop as soon as he saw who it was.

“Yukari?” he said. “What are you doing here?” He was still a little agitated and groggy, all he could see that it was her.

“Can we talk?”

He saw that she was holding a kitchen knife. So that’s how she got in here, he thought to himself. In hindsight, it was kinda obvious that something so simple could be used to open up this kind of handle. Doing what she did wasn’t the best way for building team morale. Anyone breaking into the rooms of Mitsuru or Shinjiro would have gotten it good, Akihiko was a tough guy but still nice enough to let you down easy, and Junpei was just agitated. He wondered how he should find the words to tell her to come another time.

But as his awareness returned, he saw what she was wearing. She was only in a small little tanktop that rode up her midriff and some little panties. Her chest was a little smaller than Mitsuru’s, and if he had to judge, she was more cute than sexy, but she was still oh so very desirable.

She had a more lean and lithe body, athletic. Not plump and voluptuous like Fuuka or Mitsuru. But there was no denying he was getting hard in his pants.

He forgot all about his agitation. Forgot all about finding the right words to reprimand her too. He swallowed a lump in his throat.

“Sure...” he said, just staring at her. He was seeing Fuuka at the moment and everyone at the dorms knew that, but after the revelations about the Kirijo group, he couldn’t say no to her. Especially not with the implications that were going on in his head.

“I need a friend,” she said, setting the knife down and sitting down on the opposite of the mattress from him. He knew she couldn’t hurt him that easily with a dinky little kitchen knife, but it still set his mind at ease.

“Yeah, no kidding,” he said. That was anyone’s honest assessment of the current situation about what was going on behind the scenes. But it was as much about that as much as it was about how he felt looking at her in her underwear.

“I know I didn’t come off that good back at the beach but...” She turned to look at him and got closer. “You really mean a lot to me.”

“You don’t say.” Those weren’t just words. He had known her for several months, she was the first one who he met from Gekkoukan who wasn’t a weird little ghost boy or someone currently with his head up his ass over nothing like Junpei was now. He liked how this one was going down. He leaned up further to look at her closer.

She got on the mattress with him. She crawled on all fours so that their faces were only inches apart. He could see her desire, her need, her desperation. She never looked so beautiful and so vulnerable with him.

“I want to say that you really mean a lot to me!” Her voice was so jubilant and high in the confines of the room. He didn’t know what to say to such raw excitement, it was so much more awkward than when they had both snapped out of the spell at that love hotel. “And I ... I like you Minato. I want to prove it to you.”

She nodded a little, and leaned forward. He didn’t shy away from her cupping his cheek. Didn’t mind when she kissed him either. It was their first kiss and it was sparking a fire inside him. He knew he should have pushed her away, he was currently going out with Fuuka.

But at the same time Yukari was looking good and he had yet to do anything serious with Fuuka just yet.

It started gentle at first, rubbing their lips together. It was in that sort of fast and desperate way that spoke of too many wanton desires. He could only begin to match her pace and just as he was getting used to it, she would try something else like pulling on his bottom lip with her teeth or sneak in a little bit of tongue.

He could feel her small breasts on his chest through the blanket. No longer a passive participant in this encounter, his arms wrapped back around her, holding her slim waists. In that position, he got himself extra cozy and moving his hands lower, cupped her slim and tight butt.

Apparently she liked that because she giggled a little bit. That relieved him a bit. He was half expecting her to snap at him for some small slight and grabbing her ass unannounced would have been just the thing to do that. He relaxed and fondled her butt as he pleased.

She sighed with euphoria and it thrilled him. A hand found his crotch, his member barely protected by a pair of boxer shorts, and massaged his member.

Damn, this really is Minato Night! he thought to himself. He was getting so hard. She stopped kissing him, a thin line of spit barely visible in the small moonlight, and she looked down in the direction of his bulge.

“It’s so big...” she whispered. She pulled the covers down and saw the lump in his undershorts. She smiled. “I um ... I haven’t done this before, so...”

And she’s a virgin too? Nice! In a cheesy gesture, he took her hand and kissed it. He didn’t mind how she blushed on the spot, Yukari could be rough and unpredictable, but when she was sweet she was like a little kitten.

“I have,” he said, trying to sound as slick as possible. That wasn’t a lie either. He already gave it to Chihiro a month ago. So many things were going right tonight. He wasn’t even afraid Fuuka might come in and discover his misdeeds.

He stopped trying to contend with her passion when she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck and lay herself on top of him. but they both wanted way more than just that, for totally different reasons. Soon they were opening their mouths and coiling their tongues around each other. He grabbed her bare shoulder and threw her down so that she was right next to him.

By now, the two were hungrily kissing each other. He moved his hands up her little shirt and felt her breasts for the first time. As expected they were a little smaller than he expected for a girl with her more athletic build, but that was fine, right now he didn’t care. After that incident with The Lovers shadow, a part of him regretted not going all the way with her in that love hotel. Now he was looking to get over that in so many ways.

Her nipples were already hard. His fingers probed at them and she moaned sweetly through their kiss. She pulled her face back from his and he kissed all over her neck. She held onto him, encouraging his lustful advances.

He moved so that he was over her and she was lying on her back. His tongue invaded her mouth again and his hands mauled her little chest. Now with their positions reversed, she was at his mercy. While they were going on at it, a hand snuck down to her crotch and he wedged his fingers in between her pussy lips. She squirmed in their kiss but he didn’t stop one bit, only stopping the speed he was fingering her. She was still writhing under him but her whimpers sounded so delicate to his ears. He stopped kissing her and looked at her flushed face in the moonlight.

He grabbed the hem of her shirt and tried to take it off. In a typical Yukari move, she pushed him back. But then she took it off herself, revealing her bare chest before him. She looked away blushing realizing what she had just done and hoped he liked it, and he kept pressing her nipples in with his fingers causing her to whimper lightly.