{ Knights in Opposition }
Title: Knights in Opposition
Fandom: Persona 3
Characters: Akihiko Sanada, Mitsuru Kirijo
Word Count: 568
Comm & Prompt: 78_tarot : Knight of Pentacles
Rating: PG13
"Aragaki is probably one of the most grounded individuals I know." Mitsuru tucked the bookmark back into her assigned reading, the motion chic and elegant as always. Akihiko shook his head. Of all the three members on SEES, there was no contest about who stayed on top of their schoolwork the most. If she wasn't reading through her college level courses, she was probably training her Persona to assist them better in battle. She never ceased to amaze him. "I wouldn't worry too much about what he's up to."
The white-haired senior sighed, sat on the couch in the lounge next to her. "Yeah, yeah, I know. It's just that I don't see how anyone could not go crazy living like that each day. Doesn't he get bored with waiting at the same place? Doesn't he know that it's not going to do anything?"
"I think that's more your weakness, Akihiko." She leaned back into the comfortable plush, still looking every bit as formidable as she relaxed. "He's not like that. He has always been more the type to gather his forces for the correct moment and then strike decisively. Let him take this at his own pace."
But her companion just shrugged, shook the suggestion off.
"How is it that we can be so different? I've known him for all my life, and still..." He sighed, looking at the mahogany ceiling of the dorm. "Still, there are these times when I don't have any idea what's going on in his head."
Mitsuru closed her eyes and chuckled to herself. "Does anyone? I think that's called being human."
At once, Akihiko stood, pulling at his thin, black gloves restlessly. "I don't know how you can be so damn calm about this. Shinji's out there somewhere, maybe freezing on the streets. We have to go out there and help him. I don't care what he thinks he's trying to accomplish, he should just come back and-"
"Listen to yourself." Her voice was still calm, but it was starting to veer along the edges of the iciness that had made Mitsuru Kirijo famous at Gekkoukan High. "Do you think he would be out there if there were any place better for him to be, Akihiko?"
The boxer seethed, looked ready to make a pass for the door. But he stood there, his hands at his sides in fists, his feet spread in a wide stance, as though he had already entered a fight against something in himself.
"If Aragaki's weakness is that he lacks imagination, then yours is that you have too much of it and too little of his practicality." She swept a long finger through the book, finding her place. "Trust him. You've known him longer than I have. Doesn't some part of you know that he wouldn't have it any other way?"
Akihiko's hands uncurled themselves slowly, as though with great effort. "It still doesn't mean that I agree with his staying out in that alley all the time." He paused, taking a breath, coming back to himself with a small laugh. "Although, you always did know us better than I gave you credit for."
"That's because I pay attention to these things." Mitsuru replied, soon enough becoming deeply absorbed in her book.
Fandom: Persona 3
Characters: Akihiko Sanada, Mitsuru Kirijo
Word Count: 568
Comm & Prompt: 78_tarot : Knight of Pentacles
Rating: PG13
"Aragaki is probably one of the most grounded individuals I know." Mitsuru tucked the bookmark back into her assigned reading, the motion chic and elegant as always. Akihiko shook his head. Of all the three members on SEES, there was no contest about who stayed on top of their schoolwork the most. If she wasn't reading through her college level courses, she was probably training her Persona to assist them better in battle. She never ceased to amaze him. "I wouldn't worry too much about what he's up to."
The white-haired senior sighed, sat on the couch in the lounge next to her. "Yeah, yeah, I know. It's just that I don't see how anyone could not go crazy living like that each day. Doesn't he get bored with waiting at the same place? Doesn't he know that it's not going to do anything?"
"I think that's more your weakness, Akihiko." She leaned back into the comfortable plush, still looking every bit as formidable as she relaxed. "He's not like that. He has always been more the type to gather his forces for the correct moment and then strike decisively. Let him take this at his own pace."
But her companion just shrugged, shook the suggestion off.
"How is it that we can be so different? I've known him for all my life, and still..." He sighed, looking at the mahogany ceiling of the dorm. "Still, there are these times when I don't have any idea what's going on in his head."
Mitsuru closed her eyes and chuckled to herself. "Does anyone? I think that's called being human."
At once, Akihiko stood, pulling at his thin, black gloves restlessly. "I don't know how you can be so damn calm about this. Shinji's out there somewhere, maybe freezing on the streets. We have to go out there and help him. I don't care what he thinks he's trying to accomplish, he should just come back and-"
"Listen to yourself." Her voice was still calm, but it was starting to veer along the edges of the iciness that had made Mitsuru Kirijo famous at Gekkoukan High. "Do you think he would be out there if there were any place better for him to be, Akihiko?"
The boxer seethed, looked ready to make a pass for the door. But he stood there, his hands at his sides in fists, his feet spread in a wide stance, as though he had already entered a fight against something in himself.
"If Aragaki's weakness is that he lacks imagination, then yours is that you have too much of it and too little of his practicality." She swept a long finger through the book, finding her place. "Trust him. You've known him longer than I have. Doesn't some part of you know that he wouldn't have it any other way?"
Akihiko's hands uncurled themselves slowly, as though with great effort. "It still doesn't mean that I agree with his staying out in that alley all the time." He paused, taking a breath, coming back to himself with a small laugh. "Although, you always did know us better than I gave you credit for."
"That's because I pay attention to these things." Mitsuru replied, soon enough becoming deeply absorbed in her book.