Blessings of Stardust: Corruption
May. 17th, 2017 11:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
madimpossibledreamerWell. This happened, again.
I think Shadow Yosuke or various alts tend to be flirty (in their dangerous way) because they don’t see a reason for them not to go for what they want. If they're interested and don't find something boring. If Saki-senpai had been alive in various worlds, they'd probably be creepily flirty with her. And they like wordplay, being shocking.
~Dreamer~
Main Points:
Persona 4 Ghost in the Shell inspired au
Summary: The Shadow Virus strikes.
Word Count: 635
Rating: Gen
Of course Narukami is working late. He’s the type, really. To not take a break until all the paperwork is done, no matter how late that keeps him up. He was probably like that in school, too.
Yosuke smirks and opens the door. Perfect.
He glances up, and for once his grey eyes seem tired. “Can I help you, Hanamura?”
“Nah, but maybe I can help you.” There’s something different in the voice. It sounds just a bit off. Narukami frowns and turns his entire attention to Hanamura. “You see, I’ve seen the way you stare at me sometimes. You’re so in control all the time. I bet you’re just aching to give that up now and then.”
Narukami stiffens. Yosuke’s not wrong, but there’s something dark, predatory about the way the Magician is staring at him. He’s not new to relationships; he knows what that usually means, but his instincts, which have yet to steer him wrong, are telling him that there’s something wrong here.
“So let’s get rid of that boring paperwork,” he waves a hand, and it’s gone, and that’s when the alarm really sinks in, because Yosuke is never that casual, reckless with his Magician powers, “…and then it’s just us two.” He snaps his fingers, effortlessly grandstanding, and it locks with a click. “What’ll happen, I wonder.”
He’s not usually this vulgar, but it’s appropriate now. “Yosuke, what the hell is wrong with you?”
Hanamura just chuckles. “Such filthy lips, but I can think of something else for them to do, if you’re willing.” He moves into the light, and that’s when Yu sees the yellow glint to the eyes.
This isn’t Yosuke. He’s been infected by the Shadow virus. Which makes his heart ache. That means this version is just acting on suppressed desires. Just because Hanamura’s had a stray thought or two doesn’t mean he wants or needs a relationship, which Narukami will respect. And Satonaka might be right, given the undercurrent of violence in every move and gesture. Hanamura really has been bottling up more than is healthy. “Will you let me tie you up?” he asks, swallowing back his fear, and he gets a grin in return.
“I didn’t realize you were so kinky, oh fearless leader.” Still, he’s willing enough.
“I don’t have non-consensual sex,” he whispers into the other’s ear, and casts lightning, one of his strongest spells. Amagi likes to call it his Zio Taser and then burst into a giggle fit. None of them understand, really, but that’s not important right now. He’s probably slightly in shock. Yosuke slumps forward immediately. Which brings him to the next problem.
Rise, I know it’s late—
Oh! I knew you’d come around sooner or lat— She’s not at all tired, possibly because her ‘Internet Idol by Night’ strategy requires being up at all odd hours.
Hanamura somehow caught the Shadow virus. He’s still got access to his Magician powers. I’d like backup, I’d like to figure out how the hell anything could get past his firewalls and why we didn’t catch this earlier today. He pauses and adds, I’d like someone to tell me this is a nightmare I’m having.
Say what you will about ‘Risette’, any version of Rise knows when to get to work. Sorry, Chief, I don’t think I can do that. Everything I’m seeing says it’s real. I’m getting in touch with everyone else right now. She pauses, then adds, You can breathe, Yu. It’s a shock, I know, but you’re no good to anyone if you have a panic attack, so breathe. In, out. In, out.
He feels the sweat start to dry and cling to his skin, but at least he’s starting to feel more like the earth is a solid foundation below his feet again. Thanks, Kujikawa.
Anytime.
Yosuke smirks and opens the door. Perfect.
He glances up, and for once his grey eyes seem tired. “Can I help you, Hanamura?”
“Nah, but maybe I can help you.” There’s something different in the voice. It sounds just a bit off. Narukami frowns and turns his entire attention to Hanamura. “You see, I’ve seen the way you stare at me sometimes. You’re so in control all the time. I bet you’re just aching to give that up now and then.”
Narukami stiffens. Yosuke’s not wrong, but there’s something dark, predatory about the way the Magician is staring at him. He’s not new to relationships; he knows what that usually means, but his instincts, which have yet to steer him wrong, are telling him that there’s something wrong here.
“So let’s get rid of that boring paperwork,” he waves a hand, and it’s gone, and that’s when the alarm really sinks in, because Yosuke is never that casual, reckless with his Magician powers, “…and then it’s just us two.” He snaps his fingers, effortlessly grandstanding, and it locks with a click. “What’ll happen, I wonder.”
He’s not usually this vulgar, but it’s appropriate now. “Yosuke, what the hell is wrong with you?”
Hanamura just chuckles. “Such filthy lips, but I can think of something else for them to do, if you’re willing.” He moves into the light, and that’s when Yu sees the yellow glint to the eyes.
This isn’t Yosuke. He’s been infected by the Shadow virus. Which makes his heart ache. That means this version is just acting on suppressed desires. Just because Hanamura’s had a stray thought or two doesn’t mean he wants or needs a relationship, which Narukami will respect. And Satonaka might be right, given the undercurrent of violence in every move and gesture. Hanamura really has been bottling up more than is healthy. “Will you let me tie you up?” he asks, swallowing back his fear, and he gets a grin in return.
“I didn’t realize you were so kinky, oh fearless leader.” Still, he’s willing enough.
“I don’t have non-consensual sex,” he whispers into the other’s ear, and casts lightning, one of his strongest spells. Amagi likes to call it his Zio Taser and then burst into a giggle fit. None of them understand, really, but that’s not important right now. He’s probably slightly in shock. Yosuke slumps forward immediately. Which brings him to the next problem.
Rise, I know it’s late—
Oh! I knew you’d come around sooner or lat— She’s not at all tired, possibly because her ‘Internet Idol by Night’ strategy requires being up at all odd hours.
Hanamura somehow caught the Shadow virus. He’s still got access to his Magician powers. I’d like backup, I’d like to figure out how the hell anything could get past his firewalls and why we didn’t catch this earlier today. He pauses and adds, I’d like someone to tell me this is a nightmare I’m having.
Say what you will about ‘Risette’, any version of Rise knows when to get to work. Sorry, Chief, I don’t think I can do that. Everything I’m seeing says it’s real. I’m getting in touch with everyone else right now. She pauses, then adds, You can breathe, Yu. It’s a shock, I know, but you’re no good to anyone if you have a panic attack, so breathe. In, out. In, out.
He feels the sweat start to dry and cling to his skin, but at least he’s starting to feel more like the earth is a solid foundation below his feet again. Thanks, Kujikawa.
Anytime.
