Disclaimer: I do not own Atlus or Shin Megami Tensei. Nor do I own any anime/manga series mentioned in this fic, either.

A/N: NO FLAMING PLEASE...BUT PLEASE REVIEW, IF YOU CAN BE SO KIND!!!!

Yeah, I didn't think this through very well, because I realized I have no good ideas I'd actually write about how to continue this...I guess I'm just not set for writing multi-chapter P4 fics, yet...considering I've already dropped 'My Girlfriend's An Angel', too...not enough new reviews for the third chapter, and I didn't know what to do next...

I need to think things out first BEFORE I write them! So...I'm really sorry...again...

3/14, Sunday, Afternoon, in Naoto's bedroom...

Naoto Shirogane had never felt so humiliated in her life. She was standing in front of a mirror, looking herself over as she wore the uncomfortably tight snow-white jumpsuit Kanji had made. She had no idea who this 'Rei Ayanami' character was, but apparently she was an emotionless self-despising clone of the mother of the main character...or something of that nature. Kanji had only given her the basic info, and it still made absolutely no sense at all to the bluenette.

'Geez...I don't even understand my own culture anymore...' Naoto thought to herself. She ran her hands gracefully over her chest, and realized just how form-fitting the suit was. Naoto was horrified with disgust.

'Oh my god...everyone will be able to see my breasts, for crying out loud! Why the hell do anime producers have to always make their female characters wear such tight clothing, anyway...?!! Damn perverts and child predators...all of 'em...'

Suddenly, the door swung open, and Rise came waltzing in, dressed in her own cosplaying outfit; it was a tight, form-fitting jumpsuit similar to Naoto's, only it was a bright crimson red. Naoto blushed upon seeing her, especially since the suit really emphasized Rise's...'large assets'. Just a quick glance made the detective prince violently shudder with lust and desire.

"Ooh! You look so cute in that outfit, Nao-chan!!" Rise squealed, and she wrapped her arms around the bluenette in a loving embrace. Naoto's cheeks flushed as she felt their breasts rub against each other.

"Uh...you...you look cute, too...really, really cute..." Naoto replied back, running a hand over Rise's little ass just to see how tight these jumpsuits truly were. She squeezed Rise's left ass cheek a few times before the redhead finally took notice of it.

"Heeey...save that for at least until AFTER the Cosplay Con, Nao-chan!!" Rise complained, blushing.

Naoto smirked. "Well, it's hard for me to keep my hands off of someone as adorable as you...so soft and pretty...and delicious too, I bet..."

"Hee hee...you're such a shameless flirt sometimes, Nao-chan...but I like that about you...c'mere..." Rise pressed her lips against Naoto's, and Naoto closed her eyes as she let the cheerful redhead take control with her mouth. It was such an wonderful, amazing taste that flowed into her; Naoto figured that Rise had been eating some chocolate or something before coming in here. She slid her hands up and down Rise's smooth back, fully entranced by the kiss. Rise let out a tiny moan during a moment of breath.

At that moment, the door swung open once again, and this time Kanji stepped in. He had come in to see how Naoto looked in his hand-made outfit, but he froze on he spot when he noticed that the two girls were making-out. Without a word, Kanji quickly turned heel and left, deciding to let the two lovers be for now, especially since they still had a few hours before they had to leave, anyway...

Yeah, I just can't do it...sorry...I think it'd be best if I try to avoid writing multi-chapter fics for P4...because I had only finished that other NaoRise one out of true perseverance and sheer will alone...

PLEASE FORGIVE ME, AND DON'T JUDGE MY ENTIRETY AS A WRITER BASED ON THIS, OKAY?! I'm really sorry...seriously, I am...forgive me, please...

I mean, I'm feeling really depressed for failing everyone AGAIN...just don't hate me for forever, alright?