DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the charries from The World Ends With You, nor did I create the game.
OKay, right now I'm a bit erm...how shall I say this, head-over-heals for The World Ends With You.
XD
There, that about sums it up.
More or less, I'm obsessed with making Neku the Uke.
And I've found a new pairing I like...
Beat/Neku.
Whoo!
Thats right, more Yaoi.
...not that I write much else.
But ah well.
and yes I've been told I have a sick mind...but hey, if me and all the other great yaoi writers out there DIDN'T have sick minds...
You'd be staring at a blank screen, reading regular old straight storys...and being extreamly bored.
Am I right?
So for those of you that are Yaoi fans,
READ ON.
For those haters, don't bother sending hate letters...
Though it's great for the burn pile.
Writen in Neku's POV.
(Point Of View)
Noise Levels
:Chapter one:
Have you ever wondered...
What if?
Well I have.
My name is Neku Sakuraba, and I once played the most dangerous game in the world.
A game where you fight to stay alive...though your already dead.
One where you have missions, time limits, and Reapers breathing down your back.
One with partners you have to trust to survive.
I used to hate people...
Now, I'm not so sure what I think.
But I do know this.
The life I had before the Game, was lame compared to what I have now.
I didn't have friends, I hated people, and I always wore my head-phones to block the noise...
Now, everything is better.
I have friends now.
There's Shiki, She likes to sew.
She keeps me in line most of the time...and helps me keep my clothes street worthy.
Then there'e Beat, Skater Boy.
Yeah, I like to watch him skate...it's like he rides the air like he owns it.
I sware, no joke.
Shiki says I'm borderline jelous...
But I don't care.
Beat's just awesome.
Then there's Rhyme, Beats little sister.
She's short, sweet, and always has good advice.
Beat listens to her even when he's majorly pissed.
As he says, She always has the right words to say.
Now I had a partner once...
Jashua.
He turned out to be the Game's Composer.
The guy who killed me and got me into the Game.
I was his Proxy, his pick for the Game.
In short, I was playing for the wrong side...
Because if Jashua had really won,
Shibuya would have been toast.
...No matter what though, I can't really hate him.
I don't think he really ment to screw things up like he did...
But no matter.
I'm alive now, and my friends are safe.
Things are pretty quiet around here.
I don't mind people so much now.
I leave my headphones at home when I go outside.
I guess I find a little noise isn't really that bad...
As long as it's not the monster sort.
Anyway.
We're all meeting at Hachiko again today...
It's summer break.
If I remember right, Shiki wanted Eri to meet everyone.
Truth be told, I wonder what Eri's like.
I mean, Shiki talks so highly of her all the frickin' time...
She must be one awesome chick.
Now don't go getting the wrong idea.
I'm not out to score with another friend's best friend.
No, not me.
Besides...She wouldn't be my type.
...Whats my type?
well...I don't really know.
I mean, I'm not sure.
I have an idea though,
But I'm going to have to think it through.
A part of me hopes I'm right...
Cuz if I am,
The person I like..
is way Awesome.
For some reason, today seemed like a grea day.
The minute I got out of bed, I couldn't wait to get outside.
As I pulled on my shoes, said goodbye to my folks, I smiled to myself.
I hummed a tune I had heard a while back as I headed down to the Scramble.
I have to pass through to get to Hachiko.
Who should I see, but Beat and Rhyme!
I started to wave, but stopped.
Beat was talking to someone...
A girl.
Rhyme wasn't to impressed with her, I could tell. But she stood by politely as Beat talked to her.
The girl was about Beat's hight, dressed in punk clothing, and had pink hair.
...What the hell?
Pink hair?
Oh come on Beat...
I wondered if he was losing it.
It seemed after a moment that the girl got tired of him, or maybe the guy that came up to her and stepped infront of Beat was her boyfriend...
Either way, Beat was getting pissed.
But soon Rhyme was tugging on his arm, probly saying just the right words again.
Yup, she was.
By the look on his face, he knew she was right.
So he calmed down and waved by to the chick.
I was just turning around to head to Hachiko, not wanting them to know I'd been watching-
When Beat's eyes locked with mine.
OH. SHIT.
He smiled and waved, you wouldn't think he had just been rejected.
I gave a wave and a small smile as Rhyme struggled to keep up with Beat as he ran toward me.
"Yo, Neku!" He called, waving with his board under his other arm.
I smiled wider, chuckling slightly.
"Hey Beat." I greated as he stopped in front of me.
I looked down at a slightly panting Rhyme,
"Hey." I told her, patting her head.
She gave a small giggle once she caught her breath.
"Hello Neku. On your way to Hachiko?"
I nodded, and noticed Beat giving me a funny look.
I asked him what was wrong and he duched his head.
"Yo, you didn't see what happened back there...did ya?"
He asked, rubbing the back of his neck.
I raised my eyebrows,
"Oh? You mean that girl you were talking to?"
I knew thats what is was, I just wasn't going to come right out and say it.
Beat groaned,
"Aw shit man...I was hoping you didn't see that..."
I shrugged, "Hey, she wasn'y any good anyway man."
I didn't want him thinking he wasn't good enough for her.
I mean come on, this is Beat.
He's to good for the chicks around here.
Beat let out another groan,
"I kno your jus' saying that, Neku..."
I patted his shoulder,
"Would I lie to you Beat?"
I asked, leaning down to look in his face.
Well this is interesting...
Beat blushed.
I mean BLUSHED.
"Naw man...I kno you wouldn't do tha' to me, yo."
He said, standing back upright.
Rhyme giggled, and started to skip in the direction of Hachiko.
"Come on you flirts!"
She said, laughing.
Beat blushed again,
"Whaaaaaaaaa!"
He cried out, looking skepticaly after his sister.
"Did she jus'...?"
I laughed,
"Yup she did!"
I turned and ran to catch up with her,
Beat not far behind.
Yup, today was a good day.
When we got to Hachiko,
Shiki was no where in sight.
I pulled out my cell phone and called her number.
Her mom picked up.
"Sorry dear, but Shiki is sick today..."
She explained.
Well that sucked ass.
"Well tell her I hope she gets better soon."
I said, hanging up.
I sighed, looking to the curious looking Beat and Rhyme.
"Shiki's sick."
Beat let out a groan.
"Damn...there gos that idea..."
He grumbled, making a face.
Rhyme, with her arms behind her back, swayed slightly.
"So, what now?"
She asked.
"Well..."
I said, making a thoughtful noise,
"I heard there was a tin pin slammer game going on today."
I offered.
Beat scoffed,
"You mean tha' cracked up table top game?"
Rhyme giggled,
"Beat, it could be fun. You never did try it."
She said, wagging a finger playfuly at him.
Beat grumbled,
"...Thas' cuz I don't like kiddy shit games."
He said, tapping his foot.
I frowned slightly,
"I've played it...it's not so bad."
I defended, crossing my arms.
Beat held up his heads,
"Woah, yo, I didn't kno you played man! I take it back."
I was amazed, but pleased.
Giving a giggle,
I could tell Rhyme thought we were flirting again.
...well, so what if I was?
Thats right.
I'm Neku Sakuraba,
and I think I like my best friend, Beat.