P4 fanfic....

2009-01-30T04:43:27Z

I *tried* to write a Persona 4 fanfic sometimes ago. The result ? pfft, FAIL.
But here it is..

Title: Seven Sins in the Life of Yosuke Hanamura
Fandom: Persona 4
Rating:M/NC-17
Characters/Pairing:Souji/Yosuke slash

It's the unbeta'd version; I'd probably edit it again once my beta's finished beta-ing. But honestly, I feel kinda bad having that poor guy beta-ed a smutty yaoi fanfic....hahaha.

Warning: grammatical mistakes, lame attempt at smut. yaoi.

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#1 - Pride

His first thought upon seeing the new transfer student was 'nothing special'.

Seta Souji, gray-haired, gray-eyed, stoic faced, made no special impression on Hanamura Yosuke's mind the first time he was introduced to the class; despite his slightly furrowed brows at Morooka's blunt insult, Souji had simply said a calm 'Nice to meet you all' before he was given a seat right next to Satonaka Chie, in front of his own.

Rumor has it said that this boy, like himself, came from the city; but a quick glance and Yosuke could tell that there was nothing particularly interesting about him. Perhaps they could get along, since them both originated from the city, but still...

'There's absolutely nothing special about him.'

It was what he had thought initially.

#2 - Sloth

Their first actual contact, however, was when Yosuke did not—out of sheer laziness—do the reparations necessary on his old bike.

It was humiliating, and rather painful, when his bike crashed onto the garbage piles and his upper body slipped into an empty garbage can—practically trapping him inside.

He was calling for help when a low, male voice said, 'Are you all right?' and pulled him out into the daylight.

Yosuke grinned and thanked the gray-haired boy for saving him; formal introductions followed afterwards, and grew into small talk as they walked to school together that morning.

It was the beginning for the both of them.

#3 – Wrath

The first person to accept Yosuke in Inaba, despite his parentage, was his senpai, Saki Konishi.

'Parents are parents. You're you.'

From the moment she said those words, she became an invaluable person to him—he wanted to know her better, wanted to get closer to her.

When she died, it did him more than a mental blow. And so as the gate to the obscure world inside the tv opened, he was determined to find to truth about her death.

The truth he found out was shocking, painful; in a way, it hurts so much it brought out his darkest sides to life—his shadow—and released all the rage and sorrow he kept ever since he heard of Konishi's death.

His berserk shadow could have hurt both of them, but Souji helped him overcame his shadow, which transformed into the persona Jiraiya—and when he could find no words to describe how ashamed he was at his shadow, Souji shook his head as if it were nothing, a faint smile tugging on the edge of his lips.

'You're still you.'

It was the moment Yosuke decided to trust Souji, as a friend, a comrade, and a leader.

#4 Gluttony

Yosuke often wondered how, when compared to the girls, Souji was so much better at cooking.

The lunch boxes he made were truly delectable—on the occasions Souji decided to share him his lunch box, Yosuke would make sure to taste as much as the other boy would allow—which, more often than not, means more than half the content of Souji's lunch box.

“I don't eat much,” Souji shrugged nonchalantly, “You can have the rest if you like.”

It was the moment when Yosuke started to think that he should 'forget' to bring his lunch box more often.

#5 Greed

Despite his outwardly calm and introverted demeanor, Souji was a guy well-liked by many.

His circle of relationship didn't extend just at the length of their schoolmates; Yosuke had heard, a few times, of Souji's acquaintances : a nurse in Inaba Municipal Hospital, a young mother and her child over at the day care center, a mourning old woman, and other people who piqued his interest.

Souji spent pretty much time with them, and even though there was always a time for them to hang out together outside of investigation business, Yosuke thought they were spending too little time together.

Of course, he also thought he had gone mad—the earlier thought made him sound like he was...possessive of Souji, and he did not like it one bit. He shook off the thought, dismissing it as a temporary madness caused by too much studying for the first-term finals.

The problem began when Souji was, during one of their lunchtime conversations on the roof, telling him he was rather worried of one overworked nurse—and he just HAD to blurt out, without thinking,

“Y'know, I think you spent too much time on her, dude....”

Damn him and his big mouth.

If Yosuke were lucky, Souji could have passed it off as Yosuke being upset for a whole another reason—the investigation and training, since the brunette knew better how tiring it would be after they'd explored the other world—but Souji's sharp intuition told him otherwise.

And besides, he only sacrificed two, or sometimes three days in a week; and he made sure the party didn't lack of any training.

Souji arched his eyebrows in what seemed to be pure curiosity, although the amused gleam in his gray orbs did nothing to hide mirth—and mischief—the brunette could see, and the faint smirk on his lips only grew larger as the brunette's face turned a shade of scarlet.

He got himself off the awkward situation, courtesy of Kujikawa Rise, who found the two on the roof and literally clung to Souji's arms for the rest of lunchtime.

Later that day, he thought, perhaps it was time for him to re-evaluate his values and feelings towards one particular gray-haired persona user.

#6 - Envy

Deep down, Yosuke knew he envied Souji, for just being who he is.

Souji was a reliable, even-tempered leader—although others have called him 'pessimistic', it was just his way of anticipating the worst. His athletic skills and academic achievements are top-notch; he was well-liked by many people even if he seemed aloof and cold sometimes; he created, not only for himself, meaning—in the town Yosuke thought he hated the most.

Not that Souji ever treated him as if he were inferior; he realized his feelings were irrational, yet still disturbing. Just like Saki Konishi, Souji was a special person for him, but he had to resolve this feeling of inferiority first—if, he thought, their relationship were ever to go further.

“Hit me.”

Souji’s look was one of utter disbelief and confusion.

“Hit me. I want to be your equal. I want us to stand shoulder-to-shoulder”

The other smiled, finally understanding what his brunette partner had meant.

“Then let’s get ‘equal’.”

“What? But I have no reason to hit you—oh, I see. If we want to be 'equal'...“

“Then, get ready!”

Yosuke remembered he had only little time to think before a fist landed on his abdomen, and found his own on the other’s jaw.

Both suffered from bruises, blackened eyes, and the curious stares from their classmates, especially two female persona-users, the day after.

But it was the time Yosuke finally felt that they were ‘equal’.

If they were ever to move on, he would no longer have any doubts.

#7 – Lust

It was a curious thing, how a human’s heart could shift to a different direction in such a short period.

Judging by his reactions when they confronted Tatsumi Kanji’s shadow only a few months ago, Seta Souji was pretty much sure Hanamura Yosuke was a homophobic straight guy – what with his ‘I don’t swing THAT way!!’ exclamations and Risette-fanboying actions, one would think the day the boy kisses another guy would be the day hell freezes over.

And that was what Souji had thought—he thought he had destroyed their friendship when he lost control, pinned his near-homophobic friend against his bedroom wall, and ravished the brunette’s mouth.

He thought he would be pushed aside, that he had made a grave mistake that would cost not only him, but also the investigation team – losing one crucial member could be fatal, especially now that the real killer is cornered in his sick little world inside the television.

But Seta Souji was surprised, and delighted, to find the wind magician eagerly responding to each of his ministrations; long, jacketed arms snaking to the back of his neck, pulling them closer, while keening sounds emitted from the back of the brunette’s throat, tongues battling for dominance.

It didn’t take long until all rational thoughts disappeared and pure instinct and lust took over; the feeling of skin against heated skin; the addictive sounds of his name being chanted by the other boy; the taste of Yosuke’s skin as Souji pressed his lips in an open-mouthed kiss, leaving red marks all over the brunette’s torso; the scent of sweat and sex hanging in his bedroom.

Souji pulled over, examined the exquisite display underneath him, smirking as he stared back into his partner’s lust-glazed eyes.

“Say it again.”

“…what..?”

“Say it again. That thing you said to me back on top of the hill.”

The grey-haired boy felt himself being pulled forward for another kiss, and a hot breath whispered in his ear.

“You’re special to me, y’know?”

Souji smiled.

“And so are you.”

Author's note : I changed the S-Link Max dialog a little; I can't remember them all. Sorry.
*and the lemon's a failure....sorry...orz*

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2009-01-25T14:51:18Z

I'm currently holding my newly-printed college application form.

And--oh God--I suddenly feel very..nervous.

With the acceptance test two months away, I don't think I'm quite ready for this. Sure, I've been studying and attending cram school ever since the beginning of the year, but still...would it be enough?

People around me often say that luck sometimes plays a role as well, though I'm not quite sure how true this statement is. For me, it only seems like a convenient way of throwing the blame to "luck factor" when you were rejected. It seems easier to say "It wasn't my luck" than "I didn't try hard enough".

And I don't know if I've tried hard enough.

*sigh...* So I guess it's hope for the best, expect the worst, huh?

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2009-01-25T14:05:11Z

greetings~

setelah setahun jadi lurker anonim, akhirnya saya mutusin bikin jurnal juga.
lumayan, buat latihan nulis.

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berhubung saya ngga tau harus nulis apa lagi, saya tutup dulu perkenalannya ya...

In a Classroom Called "Life"....

P4 fanfic....

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