Title: i want you to notice

Characters: Everyone almost, mostly Souji x Yosuke

Fandom: Persona 4

Rating: PG 13

Summary: A small rumor makes Yosuke paranoid, and he's absolutely, positively sure he's NOT gay for Souji.

Disclaimer: not mine etc

A/N: this was supposed to be a one shot, then it was too long so I made into 2 chapters, but then I added some stuff then it came I multi-chaptered fic. I already have the ending written, I just have to get there.

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Chapter 1

'Okay. I'm ready…' he told himself repeatedly as he walked up to the girl. 'You spent all night practicing. Don't screw this up man.'

"Ahem," the boy cleared his throat.

The girl looked up from her book, "Oh, Y-Yosuke-senpai. Hey."

Being nervous, Yosuke had forgotten the words he was going to say, but fortunately after clearing his throat a second time, he remembered. "Will you… err… go out with me?" he asked shyly, but grinned as he said those words.

The girl looked away nervously, "…I-I shouldn't. I'm sorry."

"Oh…" he said, disappointed. He was going to walk away as if he was in a hurry ("gotta get back to class and all… even though school is over"), but then he thought about what she said.

'I shouldn't'.

"Wait, you shouldn't? Why not? You can't date me?" he frowned, "…Is it because of Junes?"

"Oh no, it's not that…" She paused, "A-Aren't you dating Souji-senpai?"

There was a brief silence before Yosuke slowly comprehended the words.

"W-W-W-WHAT!? I… WHAT!?" he shouted at her. She flinched and held the book to her face, but he ignored her and continued, "What the hell gave you that idea?! I'm not with him! We're not dating! I'm not… he's not… NO!" And with that, he clenched his fists, he turned from her and left, stomping his way back to the classroom.

'Dating? The two of us!? Can't anyone just be best friends anymore?!'

He slid open the classroom door as hard as he could, and as expected, he found the silver-haired teen sitting in his seat alone waiting for him.
"Souji!" he yelled. The nearby students jumped at the sudden commotion, including Souji himself.

He turned his head as far as he could to face an angry Yosuke, "Uh… hi—" But before he could finish his startled response, Yosuke trampled towards his seat and leaned above him.

"Dude!" He screamed.


"Dude! I—she—we're— aaahhhg!" was all Yosuke could muster. He dug his hands into his hair, his face screwed in frustration.

Souji blinked. "Calm down."

"I can't calm down! Don't tell me to calm down!" He pointed. "Dude, the girl… she's thinks we're…!" He held his head as if he was keeping it from exploding.

"Calm down. Deep breaths" Souji repeated.

Yosuke glared at Souji but relaxed, "…Okay." He followed his orders, taking a deep breath. He closed his eyes and slowly opened them. Surprisingly, he felt better. Well, a little better. "Dude…"

"Yes?" Souji raised an eyebrow.

"Remember that girl I like, and remember how I said that I was going to ask her out today?" He asked, sounding desperate.

"Yeah… how did it go? Did you get rejected? I can't imagine any other reason why you're so angry." He said calmly.

That calm attitude of his got Yosuke fired up again, "No, I asked her out and do you know what she said?" Before Souji could say his input, Yosuke put his hands on his hips, and said in his best girl voice he could speak, "She said 'aren't you dating Souji-senpai?'"

When Souji didn't respond within the first three seconds, Yosuke spoke, "Well? Aren't you gonna say something? Isn't that unbelievable or what?"

"Oh, well… It's not true, right?"


"Then why are you so upset?"

Yosuke was going to yell a retort, but couldn't think of anything to say. Why was he so upset? It was just a misunderstanding right? Well, that's some misunderstanding.

"You're acting like it's a big deal." Souji shrugged.

"But it is!" He exclaimed and pointed a finger to him, "SHE'S THINKS WE'RE DATING!" He pointed his finger to his own chest, "WE AREN'T DATING!" he yelled inside the classroom. The students who ignored him before, glanced over to Yosuke, others to Souji, and whispered to amongst each other. Yosuke took notice and turned red from embarrassment.

Souji exhaled and stood up, ignoring the whispers and chatter around him. "So, are we still going to Junes?"

Baffled by Souji's indifference to the situation, Yosuke asked, "How can you keep so calm about this? She thinks we're… together." He finished unwillingly.

"But it's not true, you said. Besides, maybe it's just her anyway." He stopped to look at the clock. "Now, are we going or you don't want to go now because a girl thinks we're doing each other up the butt every night?"

Yosuke jumped and a look of disgust was expressed on his face, "W-What!? Aw dude, gross!" He said as he shivered.

"Why are you getting upset again? I thought it wasn't true." He said sarcastically.

"You know why dammit! Ugh, jerk…" he shivered once again. "Why did you have to say it like that?"

"Are we going?"

Yosuke blinked, "Y-Yeah, but—"

"Okay good lets go, Junes tends to get crowed around this time."

Souji playfully winked at Yosuke (causing him to jump again) and walked out the classroom. He clenched his fists and whispered to himself, "Jerk."

They both sat a table to themselves. Luckily, Junes wasn't as crowded as it normally would be. With its convenience of having coffee and steak in one place, teenagers flock there, giving Junes a heavy profit. So much profit, it gave Yosuke a headache. The housewives would come up to him (no, not his parents, him) and lecture, when clearly it wasn't his fault if their child just happens to come home one night with a pack of leftover food from earlier. He just figured that the housewives only job was to cook and clean, and Junes took that away from them. Served them right, he would think, they should get jobs anyway. What's the point of them wasting their lives inside a house all day?

The two sat quietly next to each other. Souji sipped on his lemon-flavored soda while Yosuke did the same, only with a sour look on his face.

Souji swallowed and sighed heavily, "Are you still bothered with what she said?"



"Because it's stupid," Yosuke said bitterly.

"Oh, right."

"Dude, seriously, you act like you don't care."

"You're right. I don't."


"Why?" Souji asked as if he couldn't believe just asked that question. "I just don't care."

"Why don't you care?"

"Why should I? More importantly, why do you?"

With no way to reply to that, Yosuke groaned, waved it off and sipped on his soda. He watched Souji place his head on his palm, silently sipping through the straw. The two of them didn't speak for while until Yosuke spoke again, "…Do you think everyone thinks so too?"

Souji, obviously thinking about something else, looked at Yosuke inquiringly. "About what?"

"You know what!"

"What, I dunno, maybe." Souji shrugged then sipped on his straw.

Yosuke also sipped on his straw, but in an angrier manner. He glanced at Souji again, who looked slightly annoyed with his behavior. Apologetically, he placed his soda cup back down on the table and breathed out heavily. "…Sorry. I'm trying to drop it but it's bothering me."

"I can see that." Souji said as she closed his eyes.

"Dude, everyone thinks we're dating!" He shouted, unable to control his temper. At the corner of his eye, she saw a housewife gazed at him quizzically.

"Not everyone," Souji corrected him, "Just her." He finished and sipped on his straw.

"That's enough for me!" He retorted.

"Well," he said quietly, "Tell her we aren't dating. That way, you can get with her and prove that you're straight." He shrugged.

"Humph… Whatever, I'm over her anyway. I don't even know what I saw in her in the first place. Geez, saying weird things like that…" he muttered and sucked his straw, scowling.

"I know, it's just terrible." Souji said in an equal manner, imitating Yosuke's sucking and scowling.

Yosuke recognized it and glared at him, "You're a jerk, you know that?"

"I know, you tell me every time." Souji smirked.

Yosuke colored a little and tried to smirk back at him, which failed miserably and turned into a grin instead. But he immediately frowned and sighed. "Whatever, let's just enjoy our soft drinks and forget about what happened."

Souji held up his hand as if saying an oath, "Already forgotten."


To be Continued