Naoto Shirogane (
shiroganeheir) wrote in
mazeofrelationships2015-05-07 11:52 pm
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Post-Amat: Yosuke and Naoto.
Everything feels off. Naoto has re-appeared from the island about a week previously, and nothing was right. The date was wrong, six months in the future, her grandfather seemed different, the texts on her phone were strange, she seemed to have very little contact with Kanji, and to top it all off, she was in the middle of a case that she didn't even remember.
Finally, she threw up her hands and decided to get out for a while, go somewhere that was neither the Estate nor school. Taking her bike, she ended up at Junes somewhat without intending to. Getting a soda at one of the food court stands, she sits down at a table pulling a book out of her bag and starting to read. At least she has her books back. Most of them, at least.
Finally, she threw up her hands and decided to get out for a while, go somewhere that was neither the Estate nor school. Taking her bike, she ended up at Junes somewhat without intending to. Getting a soda at one of the food court stands, she sits down at a table pulling a book out of her bag and starting to read. At least she has her books back. Most of them, at least.

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He's been messing up all day but it's finally his break. He wanders into the food court and stops when he sees Naoto. He has no idea this is his Naoto, the one he's so in love with. So all he feels is pain upon seeing her and he stops in place, resisting the urge to run with every fiber of his being.
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Looking up, her grip on her book tightens as she tries to hold herself back. There was no way this could be her Yosuke, right? "Good afternoon, Yosuke-senpai. You seem... tired."
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"...yeah. You too."
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"Any particular reason you're tired?"
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He eyes the seat and finally decides to sit there, deciding that any Naoto is better than no Naoto at all.
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"If you wish to talk, I do not mind listening." Having him here, even though she is certain it would not be the same, well, it patches at least some of the hurt.
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He's not sure why he's saying it. He doesn't think that she'll believe him.
"Because that's why I'm tired."
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Could it be possible? Could she actually be in her Yosuke's world? What happened to the Naoto who was here? Clearly, she had taken the other version's place.
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Halfway through lunch, there is a bit of commotion on one of the second-floor hallways. It seems, at the end of the hall, there is a scuffle occurring, some third-year students backing a tiny second year into a corner.
"Seriously, Shirogane-chan, you'd be so cute if you actually dressed like a girl."
"Yeah, I mean, half the school thinks you're hot stuff, why don't you put this skirt on?"
Naoto is standing, arms at her sides, glaring daggers at the much-larger students. "This is who I am, and how I choose to dress. It is none of your business."
The largest student reaches out and slaps her across the face. "Stupid bitch."
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"The fuck did you just hit her for?"
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The other boy pushes Naoto on the ground, then looks over at his friend. "Guy's not worth it, dude. Let's get out of here before someone else comes."
The students leave, and Naoto just stays on the ground for a moment in a tiny ball.
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"I will be alright. It is... expected, especially here."
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"I wish it weren't expected."
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Naoto is unconcerned, and reaches over, putting a hand on his arm. "I wish things were simpler, but people do not like things they do not understand."
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She buries her face in her hands for a moment. "I have been considering changing to wearing skirts so people will leave me alone."
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Naoto shakes her head. "Sorry. I'm just rambling now. I should... get to class. Or something."
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