Foundation

Fandom: The World Ends With You (TWEWY)

Pairing: Neku/Joshua but different

Setting: Post-game, takes place after the ending of "Wishes (option 1)"

Summary: "You really like him, don't you? Well… I was wondering… if you…if you feel ready, I mean… if you'd like us to… try…"

Stage 1 - The Gathering

"Happy birthday to you~! Happy birthday to you~! Happy birthday dear Sakura~! Haaappy biiirthdaaaay toooo yoooouuu~!"

The song was followed by cheering and laughing and several party poppers going off, and in seconds, everyone was covered in confetti and streamers and nobody gave a damn. The "birthday boy" had likely the happiest expression of them all on his face as he sat at the head of the table, all his friends cheering and laughing.

"Don't forget to make a wish, hon!" Shiki told her son before he could blow out the candles on his birthday cake. The small boy actually looked contemplative for a moment, but then he seemed to ditch the effort and blew out every candle in a single breath, which resulted in more cheering and applause from both children and adults.

Neku chuckled as he maneuvered around the store, passing drinks to the ever watchful parents of the few friends Sakura had made at school thus far. With Sakura having two mothers, he wasn't often considered a good example by a lot of parents, but there were, thankfully, plenty of parents who were open enough to accept the girls' – women's, he mentally corrected himself – relationship.

Once the parents had been given their drinks, the redhead went toward the bar to start on the second round of drinks for the kids. Thankfully, he didn't have to grab more cups; he just had to grab the jugs of hot coco and the bags of marshmallows and the children's day was made. And sure enough, when he came to the table and asked who wanted refills, everyone raised their cup with a cheer.

Joshua watched from a distance over the rim of his own drink; some green tea he had always liked, but the drink had grown cold as he'd sat there simply watching the party progress.

Or more specifically, watching Neku as he catered to the whims of the kids.

There was no denying it; he was little more than an errand boy to the children, but he loved every second of it. Their laughter made him smile and he would playfully ruffle some of their heads when they were being particularly cheeky, or he would pop a marshmallow in their mouth when they were being a little too loud. And the kids loved him in turn, calling out to him to join them in games, and even offering him a piece of the birthday cake which was supposed to be saved for the kids only, and, really, how were you supposed to deny those kids anything?

When the cake was gone and the unwrapping of presents had concluded, the kids cajoled Neku into playing with them using the new toys Sakura had gotten, and, again, there was no way he could refuse.

He looked… happy.

Joshua sighed softly and sipped his cold drink. It was okay though, because that was the good thing about green tea; it tasted as good cold as it did hot. The longer he watched, the more sure he became about his decision.

…he could only hope his courage wouldn't desert him…

"Thanks so much, Neku," Eri thanked him quietly, as Shiki held up Sakura – who was already fast asleep – in her arms, his new toys in a bag by their feet. "And sorry if we were a bother…"

"It's fine, Eri," Neku reassured her with a smile. "It was fun. And it looks like Sakura had a good time, too. That's what's important."

"Yeah, you're right." Eri smiled. "Well, g'night, Neku. We'll see you again later, a'ight?"

"Of course."

As the two women left, Neku smiled and headed inside, shutting the door. And once he had locked it, he flipped the sign to "CLOSED".

"Had a good day, dear?" Joshua chuckled out as he stepped up behind him.

Neku frowned as he turned to Joshua. "Stop calling me that," he snarled out angrily, even as he walked to the back of the room. "But yes, I did have a good day, thank you."

Joshua merely giggled as he played with his bangs a moment. Neku couldn't see, of course; he was busy cleaning the tables off. If he had, he likely would've pointed out the nervous habit. The new (temporary) Producer had gotten very good at reading each of Joshua's quirks.

As the redhead finished bringing the stuff to the back, Joshua exhaled slowly and walked over swiftly. And just as Neku was about to turn on the faucet, the Composer wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, halting him in his tracks.

"…Josh… I need to wash the cups before…"

"Who cares?" Joshua murmured, splaying his fingers along Neku's clothed stomach. "You can always do that tomorrow…"

"…the filth'll cake…"

"It'll wash off…"

"…insatiable bastard…"

"Hihi… but you love me regardless. Ne?"

Neku wordlessly turned in Joshua's grip and then, before the Composer could react, Neku had him shoved against the wall and his mouth covered with his own. And Joshua only moaned wantonly as he brought up his hands to grip at Neku's shoulders, parting his lips to give the redhead the access he demanded of him.

When the redhead pulled away, Joshua whined as his Producer moved to his neck immediately, fangs sharpening dangerously as he nipped and licked at every inch of skin he could reach. As Joshua moaned, Neku lifted him up and he instinctively wrapped his legs around the barista's waist, and he whimpered as Neku pushed against him insistently.

"Nnngh…! N-Nekuuu…!"

"…who do you belong to?" Neku breathed out, his eyes slipping open a crack, his pupils slitted down the center.

"Y-you… only you…! Mmmm… N-Neku-s-s…sa…maaaa…!"

"Again."

"I… I be-belong… t-to… you… Ne-Neku-samaaaah!"

Neku merely smirked, before he waved his hand, making the shutters fall closed and blocking out the outside world. And then he snapped his fingers, opening a portal along the wall where he had Joshua pushed up against. With the portal so close, he walked through easily, into the darkness of their "private" chamber.

Joshua whispered and whimpered as he was lowered upon the bed, before his mouth was once more captured by Neku's. The redhead's hands ran up his sides slowly and sensually, and Joshua could only moan as his shirt was tugged out of his jeans, nails running along his bared skin.

But as Neku began to unbutton his shirt, Joshua realized – as much as he hated to do so – he had to stop swiftly before he lost all semblance of thought.

"W-wait… Neku, wait! Ho-hold up j-just a moment!"

Of course Neku looked at him strangely when he pulled back, his black eyeshadow making his eyes seem darker than they already were with the lust he could see in them already. It was like a combination of confusion, anger and suspicion, which was NOT a good combination, so he had to reassure him quickly.

"Listen… I… I'm not trying to… not trying to say that I don't want this…" he began, slowly, his insecurity beginning to slip into his voice. "Because I do. Badly… but… just… just hear me out for a minute… kay?"

Neku said nothing, but he didn't do anything, either, so Joshua took that as a sign to continue. So, he took a deep breath, and began gingerly.

"You really like him, don't you?"

"… 'him'…? …you mean Sakura-kun?" Neku murmured, tilting his head a little bit, probably confused as to why he was bringing this up. "…didn't we already have this conversation before… Yoshiya?"

Joshua had to bite his lip to suppress the moan at the sound of his given name. He was doing that on purpose! Neku knew there was no way he could refuse the redhead if he spoke his name like that. However, Joshua forced himself to ignore the longing setting his body ablaze and forced himself to press on.

"Well… I was wondering… if you…if you feel ready, I mean…" He cursed inwardly and questioned of himself WHY it was so DIFFICULT to just say what he wanted to say. Finally, he breathed in, and then said as he exhaled. "…if you'd like us to… try…"

"…try…?" Neku questioned. "Try wh… …wait…" Realization dawned before the question had even finished forming and his eyes widened in alarm, his mouth dropping in shock. "Y-you aren't… y-you can't possibly…!"

"I am…" Joshua whispered. "Neku… do you… want to have a child… with me?"

Aaaaaand done! Well… Stage 1 anyway. It's short, but yeah, setting the stage and whatnot.

Also, as you might imagine, this will be a mpreg fic. Don't like? Don't read further than this then.