Coming home in the rain

On one warm summer evening in Japan the city of Tokyo was ingulfed in Shadow a darkness that every man woman and child could in their hearts. As it rolled in pedestrians ran for cover hiding in their homes, the subway or nearby stores, but not everyone could make it in time. Two young adults, Ren Amiyama and Makoto Niijima, were one such unlucky couples. They had been through a lot together. Changing hearts as the Phantom Thieves, saving the world from the Metaverse, and slowly getting closer to one another. Now they face a new threat. One they had no chance against. So all they could do was run to their hideout at cafe LaBlanc where they could be safe from the inevitable onslaught. They were too late. The attack came without warning. In the form of a million raindrops.

"Gahhh," Mikoto winced blocking her face with her forearm as the heavy rain slammed into her body. "This was NOT on the forecast."

"This was not how I envisioned date night ending." Ren replied apologetically. "Sorry."

"Don't worry about it." She comforted him. "Everything else was great. Although maybe we should have skipped the moonlit walk in the park."

"Maybe" Ren said. "Damn, it's only been a few minutes, but we're already soaked." He pulled off his blazer and held it over his head like an umbrella and sidled up next to Makoto so she could also be protected.

"Thank you," She smiled happy to have some relief from the endless rain.

"Anytime," Ren smiled back for a moment the pair looked at one another. Their wet hair sticking to their foreheads. They said nothing and just appreciated how cute the other looked even dripping wet. Then a car sped by, racing through a large puddle the exploded into what looked like a Tital wave. The couple barely had time to widen their eyes until the wall of water slammed into them. They managed to stay on their feet, but they were absolutely drenched and after a beat of stillness they began to shiver uncontrollably.

"W-we n-need t-to go. Now!" Makoto said through chattering teeth. Ren agreed with a nod, his eyes now hidden behind the million water droplets sticking to his glasses.

So, the couple ran hip to hip through the alleys of Yongen-Jaya. Constantly hampered by pillars of water falling off buildings or deep puddles that engulfed their feet and soaked their socks. Every step brought a new lesson to the struggling couple. They could always be more wet.

Finally, they make it to LeBlanc. The couple walking in perfect step towards the entrance. Makoto now aiding it holding up Ren's blazer to protect them from the deluge forcing them even closer together. Fortunately, after passing through an impromptu waterfall sliding of LeBlanc's awning, they were finally out of the rain.

"Damn," Makoto cursed wiping off her soaking face though it did little to help. Both her and Ren where unbelievably wet their hair was a mess and their clothes were sticking to their bodies. "Are you all right Ren?"

".....Yeah," Ren flatly replied staring off at nothing through his fogged-up glasses. "Although I think my blazer is ruined."

"I'm sorry," Makoto said suddenly noticing Ren's white polo shirt had become particularly intangible allowing her to see his pecs and abs. "But at least you still look good without it."

"Thanks," he said eyeing Makoto over. "So do you."

"Huh? what are you talking abo- AAAAHHH!" Makoto squealed. She had looked down and been reminded she was also wearing a white shirt. And now her bra was prominently showing through. Mikoto's face turned bright red as she tried to hide her chest with her leather crop top jacket. "H-how about we just go inside."

"Good idea." Ren said searching through his pockets for his keys. First his left then his right.

"R-ren?" Mikoto asked watching him struggle. Ren said nothing but continued to fish through his pockets even checking the pockets on his ruined blazer eventually discovering a large hole in one of his pockets. The couple look at each other eyes widened.

"Alright not a problem," Mikoto said calmly. "We can just ask Boss for help. He'd let us stay at his house given the circumstances."

"Umm about that." Ren said adjusting his glasses. "Sojiro and Futaba aren't here right now. Futaba wanted to go to this big tech convention and convinced Sojiro to drive them."

"Well surely they must have a spare key somewhere."

"Yeah, in there." Ren replied knocking on LaBlanc's door. Panic began to grow on his girlfriend's face.

"Well, um what about Morgana. Maybe he can let us in. Hey Morgana. MORGANA CAN YOU HERE US." Mikoto yelled banking on the front door.

"Morgana." Ren sighed slumping his shoulders. "Went with them."

"What! Why!?"

He wanted to give us some alone time." He said with a wry smile. "Wasn't that considerate."

Makoto stared blankly at the door for a second, water still dripping from her hair. Before headbutting the door out of pure frustration. It looked like it should have hurt but Makoto didn't even flinch.

"We have to get out of this rain." She finally spoke turning to him. "It's your neighborhood. Any ideas on where we can go."

"A few." He said crossing his arms. "But they probably won't comfortable rest stops."