Neku didn't really stop thinking about him after all the weeks in the UG. Yeah, the bastard killed him… TWICE. But… He still trusted him. He trusted him though he couldn't forgive him. Heh, what type of joke was that? It was completely and utterly stupid. He was the only one of his friends who harbored this feeling. Beat remembers the royal pain but he moved on from it and sort of forgave him though it was Beat. His words were a little unclear since he wasn't the sharpest knife in the drawer. Rhyme had a little sense. She had never met him though from what Neku said about him, she thinks that it was ok to forgive him since Neku was starting to view him a little similar to a friend. Shiki would tell him just to go with his gut feeling and roll with it. Neku surprisingly missed him and would sometimes call out to him to have no reply or no stupid giggle. He openly admitted that part about missing him as a friend. Friends are there for each other but he wasn't. He really never was there… Neku hated him. He would never forgive him but what's this feeling of yearning and trust towards the Composer of Shibuya? Heh, stupid angel. This was one of the days where Neku's mind ran nonstop about him. A class trip to the cemetery. They were doing something' about the environment and most of Shibuya is all shops, restaurants, etc. It was the only place acceptable regardless of how creepy. Beat screamed his head off once one of the classmates tried to do a stupid prank on him and Rhyme had to calm her brother down. Shiki sticked around close to him but was mostly talking with Eri so he had a chance to look around some. He had to be listening to the teacher but he didn't really all the gravestones sort of interested him with their little stories. The death date, the names and the little descriptions of who they were. "Yo n=Neku! Ta a look at this one!" Beat pointed to one small gravestone with the only thing on it was "Ass Man".

"Dude, seriously? What the hell, Beat…" Beat cracked up laughing as Neku tried to move on, awkwardly. As he kept looking he found a gravestone that was very different from all the rest. It was more detailed and looked like it was important. "Wow." Neku softly muttered as he kneeled over the gravestone tracing his hand over the engravings on the angel's wing. It had a piano with an angel playing it. It was breathtaking and almost reminded Neku of CAT although his art style was more abstract. As he traced his hands over the stone until his hands gone to the lettering of the person's name and his heart almost stopped.

Yoshiya "Joshua" Kiryuu

(Insert birth and death date of your desire)

Son of Kawarou and Rize Yoshiya

Died 15 years of age from fatal car crash

Child Prodigy at Piano

"Our little angel" – Kawarou and Rize Yoshiya

Neku shook where he stood and wasn't able to keep his hand still. This was… This was his gravestone. He has actually found Joshua but this wasn't how he wanted to find him. He gripped the headstone and held back tears. Joshua was the Composer of Shibuya and an angel… It only made sense that Joshua was dead. The lie that he was actually alive during that time in the games was a lie to keep his cover from being blown that he was the Composer of Shibuya. "Hey, Neku… Are you alright?" Shiki shook his shoulder. "I- I'm fine… Just… Some dirt got into my eye." Neku whipped his eyes and looked at the tear drop on the back of his hand. "Neku! Shiki! We are moving ahead!" The teacher called after them. They both got up and ran after the class. Neku took at the gravestone and notice a tiny white feather was there.