P3 Fan Fiction: Typhoon

Title: Typhoon
Type: Requested One-shot
Genre: Fluff :3
Word count: 1367
Rating: K+ ish.
Pairing: Main x Yukari
Spoiler/Time Frame: When that typhoon hits.  (-brick'd-)
Summary: Not being able to sleep in weather that Mother Nature created isn't so bad.

Main Character's Name: Hidetoshi Aoki (Aoki Hidetoshi)

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Raging storms, crashing lightning, the sound of rain tapping against the pane of the glass like pellets against a hard surface.

She couldn’t push those sounds out of her mind, no matter what she did.  She bolted right up as lightning crashed not too far from the dorm.  Out from Yukari Takeba’s lips was a soft sigh, as she placed a hand on her forehead, before it crawled back slowly – going through the tangles of her brunette hair.

“Stupid typhoon… Who can sleep in this any way?”

That was a dumb question, because for sure Junpei was at least asleep in his room.

She peeled the pink covers off her shuddering body.  With the typhoon, the power kept going on and off, and to save money (not like they needed to), Mitsuru had the heaters turned off.  She shivered, as she contemplated if she should just stay under the covers, where it was nice and warm.

After much debating, she decided to get up.  As much as the warmth was comforting, she figured she couldn’t go back to sleep – not with the tink, tink, tink every second.

Why did she have to get a room with a window?

After pulling on her pink sweater, and her skirt (though she shivered in her outfit still), she quietly pulled the handle of her door, and pushed it open.

She peered out of her room, as she walked into the deserted hallway.  She heard faint noises as she came out of the hallway, and into the mini-lounge.  One group came from upstairs, the other, which was technically a single one, was downstairs.

She closed her eyes, trying to pick out each distinct noise.

“… Akihiko-senpai… and Mitsuru-senpai are upstairs, talking… and… Junpei… is snoring away on the couch downstairs…”

She muttered as her eyes flickered open before she descended down the staircase, not wanting to disturb the peaceful conversation between the two senpais.

Downstairs, on the second floor, Yukari just silently observed the scene in front of her.  Junpei was sprawled over the couch, his cap on the table as he was passed out, a slight snore escaping his lips.  Not too far away, on the single couch, Fuuka was also asleep, her laptop humming quietly as she left it on.

She smiled gently, but then frowned suddenly.  There was still a certain navy – haired boy missing.

Hazel eyes crept towards the last room to the right: it was shut, like the rest of the doors.  Maybe he was still in his room?

Curiosity got the better of her as she snuck by the sleeping Junpei and Fuuka, and knocked on the door to the leader’s room.

“Aoki-kun…?”

She never got a response, and after waiting for a few minutes, she figured she could take a small peek inside.  She grasped the door knob, and turned it – finding it unlocked.

A small peek into the room, she found it dark, as the blinds were closed and the lights were off.  On the desk, paper lay skewed every where, looking like the homework Ms. Toriumi assigned before hand.  She opened it, entered the room, and closed the door with a soft thud.

Yukari stepped further into the room, a quiet creak with each step.  She saw the navy haired teen, on his bed, in a light sleep.  There was a slight flush to his cheeks, as he was breathing lightly, and his skin looked paler then usual.

“Aoki-kun?”

She repeated, a bit louder this time.  There was a small groan, as his eyes slowly slid open, and he weakly looked up towards the brunette.

“Oh… Y-Yukari…”

He coughed lightly, as he attempted to sit up, but she was quickly at his side, a hand on his back as she helped him prop himself up.

“I-It’s okay, I shouldn’t have woken you up…”
“N-No… I’m fine… Fine…”

He murmured, but Yukari shook her head.

“You’re far from fine… You’re sick.  I would make you some chicken soup… but Senpai told all of us that we shouldn’t cook in the middle of the typhoon… Not to mention the power is going on and off.”
“I-Is it?  I-I couldn’t even tell that well… I just thought it was really cold…”

He coughed weakly, as hazel eyes downcast, trying to figure out a way to ease him through his pain.

“What… brings you here any way?  It’s not every day you come to my room.”

Aoki asked through a small coughing fit as he glanced down at the brunette teen next to him, giving her a weary smile.  Yukari blinked, before she looked away from his soft gaze, a light blush reached her cheeks.

What was she doing here any way?

“I-I wanted to check up on you.  I didn’t see you any where else and I was worried…”

Aoki just laughed quietly as he gently clasped Yukari’s hand in his own.  He gave her a genuine smile.

“… Thanks.”

Yukari just nodded silently at that smile as she just smiled back, and the two sat in silence as they stared out the blinded window.  Even with the closed blinds, there were still the flashes of thunder and lightning and the same tink, tink, tink sound as the rain pattered against the glass.

Then when lightning crashed by the window – Yukari jumped once more, with a small shriek.  Aoki blinked as he just weakly smiled at the girl and squeezed her hand.

“Yukari, the storm isn’t going to get you.”
“I-I-I know… I-It’s just a bit startling…”

Yukari mumbled as she shuddered.  Aoki didn’t let that shudder go and he placed his uniform jacket around Yukari.  She blinked as the sudden warmth felt nice and enticing.

“A-Aoki-kun?  Don’t… you need this?  I mean, you’re sick and you said you were cold earlier…”
“It’s okay, it’s still warm enough under here.”

He said before he turned away, covering his mouth quickly, and fell into a coughing fit.  The brunette’s look of concern returned as she placed a hand gently on his back and patted it, trying to ease the pain and waited for it to pass by.  Fortunately, the coughing fit passed by moments later and she wished the typhoon could just pass by like that.

“Hey, Aoki-kun, have you been taking some cough medicine lately?”

There was a slight grumble, but Aoki nodded his head a few minutes later.  She pressed on, ignoring his grumble and slight moment of protest.

“Where is it?”

There was no response – Aoki really didn’t want to take the medicine.

Yukari gave him a disapproving look now.

“A-o-ki-kun...”

She stressed each syllable in his name, her tone threatening, and she slightly growled at his behavior.  A reluctant sigh and Aoki pointed in the direction of his cupboard.

She smirked before she stood up, and started to gather the cough medicine and a spoon.

She shoved the products in Aoki’s hands after.

“Make sure you drink the whole teaspoon, or else…”

She glowered down at him while Aoki weakly smiled.  He poured some of the auburn liquid into the spoon and stared at it at first.  He looked up at Yukari, who just rolled her eyes at him.

“… Fine…”

He sighed before gulping the whole teaspoon full of cough medicine, a twisted look on his face at first.  He will forever hate the taste of cough medicine.

“There, that wasn’t so bad, right?”

Yukari asked as she smiled up at him, taking the cough medicine and the spoon, and placing them to the side.  Aoki just muttered how much he hated it but sighed afterwards.

“… Right.”
“Alright, I should be going now…”

Yukari leaned in, giving Aoki a small kiss on his pale cheek before she pulled away, smiling.

“Get some sleep now, okay?”
“… Yeah.”

Aoki replied simply, giving her a nod of gratitude before he snuggled back into his bed sheets.  Yukari took the jacket and tucked Aoki in.

“Good night, Aoki-kun.”
“… ‘Night.”

With that, Yukari watched him fall asleep for a few minutes before she felt fatigue hit her.  She quietly yawned as she left his room, closing the door.

She felt she could sleep now.

Maybe typhoons weren’t as bad as they were portrayed.