Greetings. General Idea of this fic is that Mitsuru finds herself sent back to 2009 with all her memories, and now she'll attempt to change things for the better.

Kinda angsty, kinda fluffy. Mitsuru's an absolute badass.

"That'll be all Kikuno-san, thank you."

Kikuno Saikawa, Mitsuru's childhood friend and maid. bowed and left Mitsuru's bedroom. Mitsuru laid down and curled up under the covers. letting out a deep sigh of relief.

She'd had a very tiring day, a board meeting, an investigation into possible shadow activity in Tokyo, stopping to watch the latest episode of Yukari's TV show Phoenix Ranger Featherman Victory, then eating a quick dinner, before now needing to catch a few hours of sleep before it starts all over again.

She shut her eyes and settled underneath her covers, sometimes she wondered what it would be like to have the comfort of someone else in bed with her...someone like him, Minato.

She hated this, she'd think about Minato a lot when she lay in bed at night. Missing him, wondering if all these years later they'd still be together, wondering if there love would still be bright and passionate as it had been when they were still teenagers.

She tried to not think about him, she knew missing him, being sad and lonely would just add to his burden as the gate between Erebus and Nyx. but sometimes she could not help herself.

Punishing Evil from her Lonely throne indeed.

She finally started to drift off into the peaceful embrace of sleep, her last thought being that going to sleep would be far better with Minato by her side….

When Mitsuru next opened her eyes, she'd expected to hear her alarm clock, feel her soft covers and see the warm early morning sunlight from her window. Instead she opened her eyes and saw a very tidy desk, with files and school books stacked neatly at the sides.

She sat up, she had been leaning on the back of a chair. Had she been captured? She was not tied to the chair or restrained in any way, so she guessed this wasn't the case.

She examined herself to check for injury, only to find...She was wearing her Gekkoukan High uniform?

She got up out of the chair and looked around, She knew this room. It was a room in the Iwatodai dorm, her home during her high school days. It seemed to be late in the day judging from the orange rays of sunlight shining into the room.

Out of the corner of her eye she noticed something laying the floor, there was a file laying right by the chair. she guessed must have been reading it... She picked it up and opened it, only to be slapped in the face by a familiar sight.

It was Minato's file, it had a picture of him. His name and age, and various other bits of information. She remembered this file, it was the exact same file she'd be examining when she'd been told a new student would be arriving at the dorms back in 2009...The file was even dated 2009.

Wait, this must be a dream. Mitsuru closed her eyes and tried to wake up. Nothing. She pinched her hand, nothing. This wasn't a dream? But that's impossible-

Suddenly there was a knock at her door. Mitsuru was knocked out of her stupor and took a deep breath, walked over and opened the door.

She pulled the door open, and on the other side stood Akihiko Sanada. One of her closest friends and fellow Shadow Operative. but before that they were both some of the first members of SEES.

Akihiko looked just like he had in 2009. White Dress shirt, Red Sweater Vest, Black Gloves. Even the same bandage above his left eye (now that Mitsuru thought about it, why had Akihiko never stopped wearing that bandage? To this very day he was almost never seen without it)

"Are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost." Akihiko asked. Mitsuru did not realize in her deep thought that she must have gone pale at the sight of this younger version of Akihiko standing in front of her.

"Um, yes i'm fine Sanada. What is it you need?" Mitsuru questioned. She needed to figure out what the hell was going on, but until then she'd have to play along.

"I just wanted to ask, the new student is coming today right?" A memory suddenly flowed into her mind. All those years ago Akihiko had asked her this very question the day Minato arrived...

"Um, yes, today is April 7th right?" Akihiko raised his right brow in confusion.

"Of course, are you sure you're feeling alright? You usually keep better track of the date." Akihiko sounded concerned. She needed to stop acting strange and be calm.

"Of course, I'm sorry, I'm a little tired. Yes, the student should be here soon. Why?"

"Well, the news said that someone committed sucide by jumping onto the train tracks. So he'll probably be late." Akihiko winced when he said it. Mitsuru remembered that, Minato arrived late because of a suicide. And would not arrive until Midnight...the Dark Hour….

"Yes, Thank You for letting me know Sanada-San. Now, excuse me for a minute." Mitsuru shut the door before Akihiko could respond.

She took in a deep breath and leaned against the door. This couldn't be real, but all evidence suggested that somehow, Mitsuru had travelled back in time. To 2009, to the exact day that Minato would arrive at the dorm.

Mitsuru contemplated this information. And was struck with an idea.

She could fix everything.

Everything.

She could save her Father, save Shinjiro, even save Minato. She had all of her memories of the events that transpired over this year. She could stop all of the pain and suffering that was caused thanks to this foresight.

This was a Miracle, how could she not have seen this at first?

She looked at the clock on the wall, it was 6:30 now. So she had a few hours to prepare. And so she began to plan.

Mitsuru kept staring at the clock as the hands clicked, slowly reaching towards midnight.

The Dark Hour.

After all these years she thought herself rid of it. But here she was, she was back in 2009, when the dark hour was still around and an actual threat to the population of the Tatsumi Port Island.

The hands struck midnight and Mitsuru prepared herself. In a few minutes, Minato would arrive. Not before encountering Yukari of course.

Yukari...Yukari was a friend. But before they were friends Yukari had not cared much for Mitsuru. Mitsuru planned to rectify that sooner than before. But that could wait, there were other things to take care of first.

"Who's there!?" Mitsuru heard Yukari shout.

Right on cue.

Mitsuru prepared to walk into the lounge. Steeling herself for what was coming ...she was going to see Minato again.

She walked into the lounge of the dorm, Yukari was preparing to pull out her evoker, having been startled by Minato suddenly entering the dorm. just like that fateful day six years ago.

"Takeba, Wait!"

Yukari swung around and looked at Mitsuru. Giving the heiress to the Kirijo group a clear view at a familiar figure.

Minato Arisato, dressed in his school uniform. He looked bewildered, which Mitsuru could not help but find cute. They locked eyes and she was hit with a wave of joy.

She could see Minato again. The only man to ever win her heart, her first boyfriend, the man who would sacrifice his life to save the world.

"I didn't think you'd arrive so late. My name is Mitsuru Kirijo. I'm one of the students who live in this dorm." Mitsuru greeted, not being able to hold back the giant smile that adorned her face.

"Who's he?" Yukari asked, clearly nervous. Mitsuru was almost surprised at first, before remembering that Yukari of course did not know who Minato was yet.

"Minato Arisato, He's a transfer student. It was a last minute decision to assign him here. He'll be moved to a room in the boy's dorm soon." Mitsuru explained, trying to stop her eyes from darting over to Minato. She couldn't help herself, it felt so great to see him in person all these years. If she had less willpower, she would have charged over and kissed him by now.

"...Is it okay for him to be here?" Yukari asked, Mitsuru shifted her focus back onto her brunette roommate.

"Of course." Mitsuru shifted her attention to Minato. "This is Yukari Takeba, she'll be a junior this spring. Like you."

"Hey" Yukari greeted. Still sounding apprehensive.

"Why do you have a gun?" Minato said. Mitsuru noted the lack of fear at the prospect of someone perhaps having a deadly weapon. Minato had always been sort of deadpan and flat, especially at first.

Yukari took a second, not expecting the question.

"Huh? Um, well, It's sorta like a hobby...Well, not a hobby, but…"

"It's for self defense, you know how it can get these days. It's not a real gun, of course." Mitsuru explained for Yukari. Who seemed relieved at Mitsuru's interjection.
"It's getting late, you should get some rest." Mitsuru continued. Her reddish-brown eyes focused on Minato's Grey ones. and she felt a strange peace come over her as she gazed into them. "Please, let me escort you to your room." Mitsuru offered, Minato nodded in agreement.

She started towards the second floor, Minato following closely behind. Mitsuru suppressed the desire to grab onto his hand, hold it tight and never let go.

It was a quick walk up the stairs and down the hall. She motioned with her arm to his door.

"Here's your room, i hope you'll find it acceptable. Your things are already inside." Mitsuru explained. Minato nodded. He looked tired, not that she could blame him.

"Thank you Senpai." he said simply. Mitsuru beamed.

"And please, if you ever need anything or need to ask a question. Feel free to ask. And if you lose your key, I'd be happy to oblige you with a new one." Mitsuru said. Before turning to leave.

"Does that kid live here too?" he asked as she walked away from him. Minato not even turning to look at her.

Mitsuru stopped dead in her tracks. Slowly turning around to face him.

"What do you mean? No children live here." Yet. it would be some time before Ken moved into the dorm.

"I see, Sorry. See you tomorrow Senpai." Minato said, completely deadpan. Before entering his room and shutting the door.

Mitsuru blinked. That was strange but she decided to ignore it for now, and decided on heading to her own room on the third floor to get some rest. She had a busy day tomorrow. She had to put the next step of her plan into motion.

Get rid of that bastard Ikutsuki.

"Takeba, it's me." Mitsuru annouced as she knocked on Yukari's room door.

Yukari opened the door and raised a brow. "What is it Mitsuru-Senpai?"

"Please, could you guide Minato-" Damn it, Mitsuru caught herself. "I mean, Mr. Arisato to school?" Mitsuru said, hoping Yukari would not notice the slip up on her part.

From the look on Yukari's face, she had. But she thankfully did not question the lack of honorifics or the use of his first name.

"Sure, I can."

"Thank you. I have some very important business to attend to. Good day Takeba." Mitsuru turned and walked away. Now, she had to get to school to set the next phase of her plan in motion.

"Hello Mrs. Kirijo. How may I help you today?" Ikutsuki asked. Mitsuru looked around his office, it looked no different from any regular School Directors office. Not that Mitsuru cared of course. She had a job to do.

"You're fired." Mitsuru said bluntly. Ikutsuki blinked.

"What's come over you, Mrs. Kirijo? You can't fire me. You don't have that sort of authority." Ikusuki laughed, perhaps he thought it was a joke.

"You're right, I might lack that sort of authority. But considering I know your secrets, I don't think I need it." Mitsuru retorted. Ikutsuki raised a brow in confusion.

"What are you talking about Mrs. Kirijo?" Ikutsuki asked. Keeping his cool.

"Oh, You know what I'm talking about. The Fall, Nyx, The kids you experimented on. I know all of it." Ikutsuki got up out of his chair. He looked surprised, obviously Mitsuru would not have any of that information. And in the former timeline, she hadn't. But now she did, and she was taking care of Ikutsuki now instead of later.

"What is it you want?" Ikutsuki questioned. He backed up against the wall. Mitsuru was far more trained in combat, Ikutsuki knew this. If he were to get close. Mitsuru would, to put it bluntly, beat the hell out of him.

"Pack your bags. You're going to resign as the School's Director and as an advisor to SEES. understood?" Ikutsuki blinked a few times.

"And if I don't?"

"I'll make you wish you had. And that's not a threat, that's a promise. Are we clear?" Ikutsuki nodded.

"Good. I want you to write yourself a letter of resignation now. If you're not out of this office by the end of the day. I'll make you regret it."

Mitsuru turned and exited the room. She had to get to class for the day. but she intended to make a quick stop at the end of the school day to make sure Ikutsuki had gotten the memo.

Ikutsuki let out a breath. and his fear quickly turned to confusion.

'how the hell did she find out?'

Hello! Hope you all had a great week! So this was an idea I've been playing around with, there's lots of "New Cycle" stories out there. But I was curious about what would happen if someone like Mitsuru was sent back instead of the typical Minato/Hamuko story. I actually wrote this chapter back in July but only got around to finishing it now, IRL stuff and writers block are a pain.

Was it good? Was it horrible? I'm open to all of your thoughts and criticisms. It might be a little rough at first but it should get better as the chapters go on.

Have a great day everyone.-Azathoth