Disclaimer: I don't own the world ends with you, but I do own a copy of the game and have finished it!
Current Warnings: Spoilers
A/N: Came to me randomly
Summary: Shibuya is in trouble and the only way to save it is with noise!
Composer
Chapter One- Dying Confession
It's been a full year since I last saw Joshua. And today, out of all the days the snob had the nerve to butt into my life again. He had texted me all of five minutes ago and I am now half way to the Cat's Café. I mean I still hate him for shooting me and practically killing me twice, but I owe him this much for keeping Shibuya around. For not destroying the city I came to love.
I walk down the street and with a feeling that I'm going to totally regret doing this and step into the coffee shop. On the other side of the shop Mr. H who is my ideal CAT is washing the counter. The café is huge, but rarely every has customers even though the coffee is excellent.
Mr. H looks up and his eyes scan me from behind his glasses, "Hey phones. How's it going?"
I shrug, "Hey is…?"
He takes a minute to watch my expression, "He's in the back. Been here for little over a month now and I was wondering when he was going contact you…"
I glare down at my feet. So the prick is living here now? After a moment I nod and exit to behind the counter. I quickly slide down a hall that passes two doors which are always locked and come to a stop outside a door at the end of the hall that is open a crack.
I listen silently hoping to god that I don't have to deal with the brat right now that this was some practical joke. But I have no such luck and soft breathing escapes from the room. Oh, so now he is asleep. I should leave right now, but then again. I smirk and push the door open a tiny bit more and slip in. Then gasp.
I hadn't been expecting this. Joshua is asleep alright, but the condition he is in is nowhere near being close to healthy. His upper torso, which is all I can see thank god, is not under the covers and is littered with bruises of all shapes, sizes and even color. His normally pale completion is a light grey hue and his hair is extremely matted. He looks like he just served a hurricane and then hacked up most of his guts afterward.
"J-J-J-Joshua," I stammer in lack of any sense at all outside of my head.
One eye cracks open and my ex-partner rolls over, and then blinks, "N…Neku…?" Joshua croaks. His voice sound horrible, worse than his condition looks.
In a daze I stumble over to the bed that Joshua is laying on. The once strong Composer sits up and I fall to sit next to him. "What the h-hell happened?" I stammer.
The silveret put his hand on mine, I almost shove him away, but he seems so delicate right now. "Neku?" I look into Josh's now pale purple eyes. "I missed-" Next thing I know he has his face buried in my lap and is coughing like mad. When he finally stops and looks up at me, a playful smile on his lips.
I glare down at him. Don't get too comfortable there. "Josh… How'd this-" My question gets cut off by his lips pressing against mine. I fall into shock and he pulls away.
"I love you," His voice still as bad sounding now drips with this sweetness that is scarier than the fact that he looks like he is on his death bed. He lets out a giggle, a response to my what-the-fuck look.
"Umm…" My mind is frozen on the fact that he just kissed me. "What's your temp?" I ask and place a hand on his forehead. "Have you been able to get fluids down recently?" Maybe this is all do to his refusal of any type of food or water.
Instead of answer me like a normal person he just pushes my hand aside and leans forward. His lips are right next to my ear and he says something so soft that it doesn't really register. My head feels cloudy and I start to get sleepy. The composer continues to say something, it's just that I'm so sleepy right now. A round object is pressed into my hand. I feel my head droop and my world fades into black.
A/N: okay people just so you know this story is going somewhere and I would be happy if it got a couple of reviews! Anyways…
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