Hey ppl! So I decided to try my hand at writing a NO.6 fanfic. I decided to write about how I think the reunion between Nezumi and Shion would go. I thought it kinda sucked how the series ended so I'm writing my own version of it instead.

The story takes place four years into the future. Shion is now twenty and he works as the mayor of the newly rebuilt NO.6. His mother Karan takes care of Shion's son (the baby that he saved four years ago. I'm calling him Shion Jr.) While he is working. She still owns the bakery in old town

Nezumi, after four years returns to find that many things have changed including his best friend.

Anyway, Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own NO.6 it belongs to its respected owners. I only own this story idea.

Chapter 1: The storm

Four years have passed since the fall of NO.6's walls and the citizens are finally starting to get accustomed to the changes taking place in what was once known as the holy city. Since then many things have changed. The parasitic bee infestation has vanished completely. All that remains is the grim reminder of the thousands who lost their lives during the ordeal. The mayor of NO.6 was kicked out of the city by the grief stricken citizens who lost their loved ones due to his companion's research and human experimentation. A new Mayor was appointed soon after. Shion who was still only sixteen at the time was given the position.

After the city was nearly destroyed and it was brought to light the events that occurred no one questioned Shion and instead many looked up to him and his intelligence. Shion was reluctant at first but given the circumstances it only seemed right that someone who had experienced as much pain as the citizens if not more, should be the one to lead the people.

Inukashi laughed when he one day received a letter from a very stressed out Shion. Inukashi had to admit that he didn't think that someone so hair brained and naïve was cut out to be mayor but even he knew that Shion was not the same person he used to be. Those times he had spent in the west district had pounded some survival skills quite literally into his skull. He also had Nezumi who would scold him if he even once dragged his feet.

Rikiga was also at a loss for words when he heard the news. Even though the destruction of the west block and NO.6 had lost him his job of pimping out girls to officials of NO.6 he found he preferred his old profession as a journalist more enjoyable.

He visited Shion on several occasions in which Shion was happy to have the company. West block was rebuilt by the young teen's orders and many of the citizens who still had a bad taste from NO.6 re-inhabited the area and parts of west block was used as farmland for those citizens. With the wall gone the citizens could come and go as they pleased. As a result there was not much conflict in NO.6 anymore. The city was renamed New NO.6.

Despite all the hard work to rebuild the city there were still times when Shion would think about what his friend Safu would've thought of the city if she could see it now. Would she be happy? Would she be disappointed? Shion tried to imagine what her reaction would be. She would probably say it was okay and then pester him to not work himself too hard and then she would spout something about reproduction like she always did.

When he thought of her he would chuckle then cry.

Shion had a monument built in honor of his friend right in the middle of the city. It was a stone statue of safu in her sweater and skirt with her hands together as if she were praying with a gigantic bee right behind her with its wings spread wide. It was a dedication not only to Safu but also to Eluryus and the people who had been sacrificed in NO.6.

It was a beautiful statue on a tall pedestal with water cascading all around it into a gigantic water basin. The fountain became the landmark of the city. At night several candles were placed around the fountain which gave it an almost heavenly look it made the statue glow and more times than once Shion could've sworn he heard Safu laugh.

Shion missed Safu but nothing could be done about it. But what saddened him more even than his friend's death was the departing with Nezumi. When Nezumi left it felt like someone had stabbed him in the heart with a knife and then twisted the blade to leave an even deeper wound. He understood that Nezumi was a free spirit and wasn't one to be confined anywhere. More times than once Inukashi described Nezumi as being like the wind. It was true. He wasn't always in one spot he was everywhere. Even though Shion knew this he felt like Nezumi had totally disregarded his feelings for him when he left.

After Nezumi had left Shion had fallen to pieces. With Nezumi no longer there to protect him and keep him sane he broke several times. He had horrific nightmares night after night and would sometimes wake up screaming. Karan would rush into his room and sit on the bed for hours hugging him and rubbing his back in a soothing way.

In his dreams he was always drenched from head to toe in blood surrounded by dead bodies with a gun pointed in his hand straight ahead not even flinching. He would give out a menacing laugh as if he was insane. A voice would talk to him in his head

Destroy Everything! Kill Everything!

Everything?

Yes.

Then he would pull the trigger and another body would fall limp to the ground. When he would come to his senses in the dream he would see Nezumi, Inukashi, Rikiga, and his mother's lifeless bodies covered in blood. Then he would scream.

The only thing that kept him halfway sane was his mother and Shion Jr. Shion couldn't explain it but every time he saw the little boy it would remind him of that time eight years ago when he met Nezumi and suddenly he was reminded of why he was alive and why he had to keep living no matter what, so that one day he could see Nezumi again. So he could keep his promise to reunite with him.

His nightmares went on for months and months and even now after four years there seemed to be no cure for them.

Four years. That's a short time but to Shion it felt like ages. Ages since he had seen those beautiful grey eyes. Ages since he had been in that small underground room with all those books. Nezumi had introduced him to the classics: Shakespeare, Chaucer, and Oscar Wilde.

Shion still longed for those moments again where he stayed in that small room with only Nezumi and the company of his furry little Rodent friends. Hamlet, Cravat, and Moonlight. Shion remembered when he named them the look of utter irritation plastered on Nezumi's face. Shion remembered those days so clearly like it was yesterday. He missed it. He missed Nezumi.

Where are you now Nezumi?

Shion asked himself this question at least once a day.

Today started off like any other. Shion got dressed and headed to his office to start the busy day.

There wasn't much of a difference in how things functioned in New NO.6. The city was still booming with advancements in technology but many things had been changed. The pledge to the city was no longer a requirement for work. The old bracelet ID activated doors were changed to simple voice command to allow entry. There was no longer a need for the bureau of public health. It was recreated for the purpose of healthcare only renamed Bureau of Public Healthcare. The list of changes went on and on. It took some getting used to but eventually the citizens accepted it without question.

Things in New NO.6 were starting to change for the better. Shion prayed that it would stay that way.

There were those who disagreed with the changes and tried to create rebellions but no one took them seriously. At this point after everything that had happened the people of New NO.6 just wanted peace.

Shion walked to work each morning waving happily at the people he passed. Sometimes they would stop to talk with him before going their own way. He was acquainted with many people and became closer with the citizens more than he ever thought he would. As he made his way to the office he was stopped by a hand.

"Excuse me, sir"

It was his assistant Tori. She was a tall woman a couple of years older than him with jet black hair and hazel colored eyes. She wore a short purple dress with a tan colored half jacket. She wore black high heels that were perhaps too high to be very stable.

Shion turned and smiled at the woman.

"Good Morning Tori. What's going on?"

"You forgot your umbrella the other day at the office, Sir. You might need it sir it looks like it's going to rain today."

Shion looked up at the sky. It was clear with not even a cloud present. But Shion knew better than ignore Tori. Last time she said it was going to rain Shion disregarded what she said and not even a few steps later it started pouring. He was drenched from head to toe by the time he made it to the office.

This time he wasn't taking any chances. He reached for the umbrella and quickly opened it. Tori smiled and the two of them walked to the office together. Tori stumbled a couple of times on her heels and Shion slowed his pace to allow her to catch up.

"Tori you should stop wearing those high heels if you are having such a hard time walking in them."

"It's okay sir, I can walk perfectly fi-

At that moment Tori's heel got caught on a gap in the pavement and nearly fell. Shion's quick reflexes popped in at that moment and he caught her with one arm helping her back to her feet.

"It's okay sir I'm fine."

Tori brushed herself off and stood up straight.

There were people who stopped and looked for a second then continued on. Tori was embarrassed. Some of the citizens were whispering under their breaths.

"I don't understand why he keeps her around she's such a clutz."

"Can't even stand up straight how can we expect her to even do her job right?"

Tori looked down at the ground embarrassed and humiliated. Shion grabbed her arm and dragged her inside the building. Once inside they took an elevator to the top floor.

While inside the elevator Shion let out the breath he had been holding in. he looked to Tori who had her back pressed up against the elevator wall looking at her feet. Shion looked at the ground once more and sighed.

"Don't let it get to you."

"Yessir." Tori stated hesitantly.

Shion pressed his back against the wall and reached into the coat of his pocket and pulled something out.

"How many times have I told you that you need to wear these?" Shion handed a pair of metal rimmed glasses to Tori who slid them on without question.

"Sorry Sir."

"You don't have to call me sir, just call be Shion."

After that the conversation went silent until they reached the top floor. After the elevator came to a stop and the doors opened Shion and Tori walked down a long hallway. As they walked the employees greeted and bowed to the young white haired man. Shion simply smiled and nodded before retreating into his office at the end of the hall. Once he and Tori were inside he closed the door and sat at his desk letting out a huge sigh as he leaned back in his chair. He wasn't even there a minute when the phone rang.

Shion sighed and looked at the caller ID. It was his mother. He picked up the phone and held it to his ear.

"Hello?"

"Hi Daddy!" a small voice came on the line. Shion knew right away that it wasn't his mother.

It was his four year old son, Shion Jr.

Shion couldn't help but smile.

"Hey buddy, what's up?"

"When are you gonna be home?" the little boy asked.

"I just got to work so it'll be awhile." Shion couldn't help but feel anxious to get back home to his little boy and his mother.

"How's Grandma Karan?" Shion asked.

"Good! Me and grandma ate some cherry cake it was gooooood!" the little boy said cheerfully.

"You better leave me some." Shion joked.

"Nope! Imma eat the whole thing!" Shion Jr. giggled.

"Hey!" Shion couldn't help but laugh too. "Can you put Grandma on the phone?"

"Okie Doki! Love you Daddy!"

"Okay buddy love you too. I'll read to you when I get home. What do you want me to read?

"Mmm Hamlet!"

"Wha? Hamlet? Why?"

"I like when you play Hamlet."

Shion sighed and cleared his throat.

"Alas poor Yorick, I knew him well." Shion stated in his Shakespeare dialogue.

Shion Jr. giggled.

"Okie here's Grandma."

Shion could still hear his son giggling.

On the other line he heard footsteps and then static as the phone was being handed over.

"Hi Shion."

"Hey mom."

"So, what did you need?"

"Mom, I'm probably going to be a little late tonight. Can you watch Shion Jr. for a little longer tonight? I have a stack of paperwork to the ceiling."

"That's not a problem. Come home when you can. Don't work yourself too hard."

"I won't. Love you mom."

"I love you too."

"Bye." With that he hung up the phone.

Shion sighed and sat up rolling his chair up to his desk. He looked to the edge of his desk at the pile of papers. It was a mixture of building permits and projects that still needed to be done. Shion was not a slacker. He finished his paperwork every night and by the next morning there would be a huge stack. Sometimes he even had to bring paperwork home to finish it. It was a crazy amount of work for one person.

Shion had bags under his eyes like he hadn't slept in months and he yawned occasionally. His line of work would make your hair turn gray luckily for Shion his hair was already white so that wasn't a problem for him.

He skimmed through several pieces of paper each one he gave his full attention to. One paper caught his attention. It was a permit that would allow demolition of the old hotel in west block to make way for a whole new row of houses. Shion picked up a pen and steadily looked over the permit. He closed his eyes and remembered the times in the west block washing dogs at Inukashi's hotel and the snide remarks Nezumi would make at him. He remembered the fun times he had spent in that run-down dilapidated building.

He looked at the paper and then set it down. He sighed again for the hundredth time that day. Tori seemed to notice the change in his mood.

"Sir? Is something wrong?"

Shion looked up to Tori and smiled.

"Sorry but could you please call up the manager of NO.6's construction company and tell him I need more time before I can give an answer whether or not to start on the house building project in west block."

"Yessir." Tori bowed once before exiting the room.

Once she left. Shion picked up the paper once more before setting it to the side. He would need to ask Inukashi's permission first. After all that was the only home Inukashi knew. Shion began again on the stack of papers on his desk and eventually after hours and hours nonstop he was finally down to the last few.

"Oh thank god." Shion breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was packing his stuff up to leave Tori came in with another stack of papers.

"I'm so sorry sir." Tori said apologetically.

Shion didn't say a word. He simply picked up the stack out of Tori's hands and started on it.

He knew it was going to be a long time before he got home.

"I hope Shion Jr. doesn't get too mad at me." Shion thought as he dove into the papers.

Shion Jr. sat by the window looking at the rain coming down. He didn't say a word just sat there.

"Sweetie. Do you want to come have dinner?" Karan asked sweetly.

"No. I'll wait for Daddy." He stated not bothering to look away from the window.

Karan walked over to the little boy picked him up and sat him on her lap hugging him.

"We'll wait together." Karan smiled. "Here have a cookie."

Shion Jr. picked up the cookie and started nibbling on it.

They must have been there like that for hours and at some point Karan had dozed off into a light sleep when she was awakened by a loud noise coming from outside.

"Gramma! Gramma! Do you hear it? It's crying!"

Karan awoke to the sound of the Moondrop's cry.

"Looks like we have quite a storm tonight."

"Do you think Daddy will be home soon?"

Karan smiled and hugged the little boy.

"I'm sure he will."

A dark figure pulled at his hood. He was soaked from head to foot. The storm was kind of unexpected since the forecast said that it was going to be sunny all day. Despite this the man didn't mind he was used to the unexpected so this was nothing to him. As he made his way down the streets of New NO.6 in the pouring rain he would occasionally stop and look up as if trying to locate something. When he couldn't find it he would keep moving on.

The harsh wind tried to rip off the man's coat but he just tugged harder to keep his jacket on. Then he noticed something a small boy dancing around in the rain on a high roof. He seemed to be singing something. As the man drew closer he could hear the singing clearer

"It's raining, it's pouring the old man is snoring!" The little boy danced around as if completely unfazed by the fact that there was a hurricane storm.

The figure was in awe. He watched as the boy reached his hands up to the sky and laughed looking like he was thoroughly enjoying himself.

Then the figure heard something else. It was another song but it was completely different from the kiddy-ish song he heard the boy singing.

It was a song he was all too familiar with.

The wind is sweeping souls away.

People are snatching hearts away.

Oh, Earth! Oh, rain and wind!

Oh Heaven! Oh light!

The figure completely shocked by the sight before him knew without a doubt that he was in the right place.

Shion Jr. without Karan knowing it had snuck up to the roof while she was asleep. He opened the door and ran out onto the roof dancing around in circles. He felt free.

Then he thought about some of the old classic songs his dad had taught him and began to sing:

"It's Raining, It's pouring the old man is snoring! He went to bed and bumped his head and couldn't get up in the morning!" He giggled as he spread out his arms catching the rain on his face. Then he remembered another song. It was a bit odd but he liked it none the less. It was one that he remembered his dad singing to him all the time when he would was sad, it somehow always seemed to calm him down. And at this moment he just felt like singing.

"The wind is sweeping souls away. People are snatching hearts away. Oh, Earth! Oh, rain and wind! Oh Heaven! Oh light!"

"Who taught you that song kid?"

A mysterious voice spoke. It was kind of rough and it scared the boy a bit

Shion Jr. turned around and saw a hooded figure leaning against the railing of the roof.

The small boy looked at the man questionably.

"Who taught you that song?" the voice asked again this time not as menacingly.

"My Daddy did." Shion Jr. responded.

"What's your name kid?" the voice asked. He didn't leave his spot by the rail.

"Shion Jr."

"I see. I take it you were named after your dad?"

"Um, Mister? Who are you?"

"Don't worry, I'm an old friend of your dad's"

"You know Daddy? What's your name Mister?"

The figure didn't say anything at first but then he got up from the rail and walked over to the small boy. He crouched down patted the little boy's head and removed his own hood.

"You can call me Nezumi."

END CHAPTER 1

Hey guys hope you liked it! I changed a few things and added some characters so yeah. I haven't read all of the light novel and manga yet so some things might be off a bit but I hope you enjoy it anyways!

Stand by for Chapter 2!