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(3/6) The Amazing Yosuke and His Sidekick Soji

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The universe hated him.

No, wait, that was too sweeping of a statement (and some gods might feel offended and wouldn't that be nice?). Okay, some people hated him. Chie didn't count; that would be too easy. But maybe enough people hated him that some powers that be granted their wish and made his life hell.

Okay, maybe that was just wishful thinking, but otherwise what the hell made him stand outside of Aiya like a moron, trying to catch the conversation of two hopelessly awkward teenagers?

Someone clamped a hand over his mouth and breathed, "Yo."

"Mmmph!" Yosuke replied, thinking it was a rapist. Oh, just Soji. He let go of Yosuke's mouth. "What the hell, man. You scared me."

Soji chuckled. "I noticed, but I couldn't guarantee that you're not going to scream like a girl."

"Dude, I so do not scream like a--hey, what about the lovebirds?"

Soji grinned. "See for yourself."

Yosuke spared a quick peek into Aiya. They were still eating and sitting next to each other.

"I don't think they're even talking."

"Hey, come on. They're at least sitting next to each other and enjoying their food. That's an accomplishment."

Yosuke thought about the lunchtimes which Soji had spent with someone else and Kanji and Naoto shared. He decided to let the poor guy believe that Kanji and Naoto could, when left to their own devices, talk, oh, one or two lines to each other.

Then Yosuke's stomach growled. Soji chuckled. "Yeah, I noticed that you've been drooling out here all alone, you poor bastard."

"I do not drool; you do." But he was hungry. "What do you say, ditch the cute juniors and grab some topsicles?"

"...It's January."

"Yeah, getting warmer, too."

Regardless, Soji followed him. He even bought one topsicle for himself. It occurred to him, as he peeled the wrapping, that his mother might not be too happy about him eating snacks right before dinner. Then he remembered that his parents were attending someone's wedding or birthday anyway.

"You wrote the letter, didn't you?" Soji asked suddenly.

"What? Oh, yeah, Naoto's. Did you know that that was still a ton better than what Kanji could do?" Yosuke tossed the wrapper into a trash bin. "Anyway, what were you doing with Naoto? You're not..."

"Not...? Ah, I see." Soji smiled slightly. "Nah, too smart for me, she can do better." And Kanji is secretly a super-computer-run android? Yosuke thought. "She asked me to come." Soji waved his topsicle at Yosuke's direction. "Don't you know that leaving a letter like that is creepy? She thought it was some stalker."

"A-Ask the girls, not me!" Unfortunately, at that precise moment he gestured a little too forcefully and the topsicle flew out of his hand.

Onto Naoto's uniform with a grand 'splat'.

"Oh, shit, I'm sorry," he said rapidly, immediately taking a handkerchief and offered it to Naoto. She sighed, gave the topsicle back to Yosuke, and used the handkerchief to wipe her uniform. She only succeeded in spreading the light blue color. "I'm really, really, sorry."

"Fancy meeting you here, Senpai," Kanji grunted.

"Oh, dear," Soji said, frowning, "Do you have a spare uniform, Naoto?"

"No, just this one," she muttered, staring at the lost cause. "I should wash this promptly and see if it will be dry enough by school tomorrow."

"I have a dri--" Soji elbowed him. Yosuke elbowed him back.

"Kanji." Kanji's head snapped away from ogling Naoto's jacket. "Don't you have a drier at home?"

"Huh? Uh, yeah, I think we do--"

"Perfect." Soji clapped him on the shoulder. "Perhaps Naoto can borrow the washing machine as well?"

"That won't be necessary," Naoto said.

"It will be!" Yosuke said, a brilliant idea upon him. Seeing Naoto's stare, he lowered his voice. "I mean, Kashiwagi is looking for a reason to scold you, you know, since you won the beauty pageant without appearing at when it counts." His palm was sweaty, so he hoped that for this once Kanji would get the hint.

"Oh, look at the time," Soji said, "I've got to go, Dojima's expecting me early, today."

"M-Me too!" Yosuke blurted. "See ya."

He had to fore himself to walk casually; the thought of leaving the two dumbfounded kids with his back felt exhilirating. "You owe me big, Kanji," he mumbled to himself. "Don't you dare mess this up."