5:30pm- Neku
It all started with a simple knock. A simple knock into the door to hell. For some unknown reason, Neku had decided to accompany his" friend" Beat in a sleep over of sorts. Why? He thought it may have been a decent experience, considering Neku was a total anti-social, ignoring all depleting life into an exasperating gape that is the social he instantaneously had his regrets. He had momentarily thought about Beat, and his personality, his butt- into-every-conversation attitude, his annoyance frequencies, the amount of grief he provides to his poor younger sister, and to Neku himself; sometimes the boy was almost worse than Joshua.
Almost.
Before the door ever react to his pounding (which was actually rather gentle, considering his shyness) , he turned around behind him and waved to the vehicle at the edge of the crackles sidewalk, of which contained his oddball father. There was a brief hand of farewell rising from the sunroof before the car drove down the street and into sanctuary. If only he could with him.
Suddenly the door swung open and the hinges creaked with stress. A worn woman appears in the doorway, a tightly crisp frown on her face. "Are you Neku Sakuraba?"
"Uh... Y-Yes ma'am. It is a... a pleasure to meet you..."Neku replied meekly, bowing lowly in respect, staring at his shoe laces in despair.
"How are you acquainted with my son?" She asks, her voice an emotionless void.
Neku didn't have to think twice about this one. Beat had warned him this would happen, so a prepared answer was constructed to avoid any confrontation about The Game, of which only the contenders (Meaning Neku and his friends) could recall. "We met in school. I was getting bullied and Beat saved me. I have been grateful ever since."
"That's good. At least he's done something right...," she moves from the doorframe "You may come in."
Neku bowed slightly in thanks and proceeded into the main room. He didn't exactly have a good moment to explore and observe the surroundings around him. He only managed to see a cute little Rhyme reading a manga on the couch before he was bombarded by the reason he had came to this hole made out of bricks and wood.
"Phones! Uh sorry about my mom...she beat me to the door." Beat emerges from a hallway and marches into Neku's personal space.
'Why can't he just leave me alone?' Was the first thought that popped in his head. But his response was much different, because Beat's mother still resided in the room. "Not to worry. Uh... thanks for...having me..." Neku could only hope the older woman was buying this horrid acting of friendliness. The boy really wanted to punch the skater in the stomach at this point.
"Uh yeah...Wanna go to my room dude?" He stops for a second and leans closer to Neku "You feelin' okay man?"
Neku nodded slightly and offered a shy smile, secretly begging for the other boy to whisk him away to anywhere. He wouldn't even care if it was to the bathroom to receive "The Time". Or the basement to be murdered brutally. The latter would have been much preferred.
5:30Pm-Beat
Beat tried to waste time by doing his homework. Like hell that would happen. So instead he sat on his ass and twiddled his thumbs for the half hour before Neku was supposed to show up. But he just misses when Neku knocks on the door, and his mom is already taking up all the space. Damnit, foiled again.
"Are you Neku Sakuraba?" Shit.
"Uh... Y-Yes ma'am. It is a... a pleasure to meet you..." God damn. Beat can't even see Neku, his mom was so big.
"How are you acquainted with my son?" Shit, hope he uses the story.
"We met in school. I was getting bullied and Beat saved me. I have been grateful ever since." Thank god. But really, could his mom just move her fatass out of the way?
"That's good. At least he's done something right...," she moves from the doorframe "You may come in." How fucking rude. Jesus. Time to make his move.
"Phones! Uh sorry about my mom...she beat me to the door." Beat emerges from his hiding spot in the hallway, prepping the sack to kidnap Neku from the living room, per say.
"Not to worry. Uh... thanks for...having me..." Neku seems a little weird. Beat squints at him slightly. What's up here? The best way to get shit out of Neku was to make things awkward or uncomfortable for him. Only one thing to do!
"Uh yeah...Wanna go to my room dude?" He stops for a second and leans closer to Neku "You feelin' okay man?"
Neku nods, but Beat is hella suspicious, but mom is leering a bit so he leads Neku off to his room. Once they get their Beat shuts the door behind him. The room's kinda big, with skateboarding and other posters on the walls. In fact, there were a few skateboards stuffed against the back wall, with some shelving here and there with a bed and dresser in the corner.
"WHAT THE FUCK!?" Neku screams outwardly and directly into Beat's face. Yep. He's fine.
Beat covers his ears with his hands, recoiling a bit. "Dude, what the hell? What's wrong?!"
"You left me out there with your mom! You know how I get when I'm around people that I don't know or think is at least decent. You said you would get the door. Not your mom!"
"Phones I tried! She was like lightning, I didn't stand a chance! But you really need to get out and talk more." Beat is more disappointed at the end, they should work on Neku's people problems.
Neku just stared at him. This was his infamous "like that's ever gonna happen" look. I normally was used on Beat and Shiki. Sometimes Rhyme, but especially Josh.
"Aw bro come on, don't give me that look. I know that look." Beat rolls his head around, and sighs. "Dude that look is upsetting my vibes."
The other boy simply shakes his head and drops his things on the floor. It was just a black backpack, probably with some pajamas and clothes for the next day. But from the outer dimensions, that seemed to be it. No pillow, no sleeping bag, and probably not even a toothbrush, but parents normally just enforce that anyway. No teeth are ever cleaned at a sleepover.
"Yo, you got like, your necessities? Stuff like...sleep stuff? I mean, I got some you can use, but…" Beat trails off, looking to a sidewall.
Neku just shrugs. "I could care less. Ok brought a blanket, so I could just sleep on the floor. I also got my music and my sketch book, so I'm all set." Neku points out his headphones (which were around his neck. He doesn't drown out the outside constantly, just stuff he doesn't want to hear. Like fighting, or smashing glasses).
"Nah man, don't sleep on the floor, that's shit. You and me can share my bed man, it's big enough." Beat gestures to his bed and smiles at Neku.
Neku tilts his head to the side in a cat-like if to show confusion or ask for clarification. "You sure?"
"Oh uh, I mean yeah. If you wanna. I mean, I was jus' joking around, we have inflatable mattresses. But like, it's cool if you do. If you uh...want to." Beat scratches at his neck nervously, that got pretty awkward.
"Well, if it was just a joke, than I could give less of a damn where I slee-"
"No, no! I mean..it's fine, really! My bed's probably more comfortable anyway."
"Alright. Whatever. Like we''re gonna be sleeping anyway," Neku noted blatantly. It was most likely true, after all. "So, now what?"
"Uh...wanna play some video games?" -
Hey, thanks for reading our story! This is a co-op writing, in case you hadn't noticed. I (the normal author) am writing for Beat and the fam. My friend Sarah is writing for Neku! So please leave a review! See you next time.
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