A/N: So here we are again. Please note that this version of NENENEP is written by me, Tumis24; AKA 2021:135X. No one calls me that though. The original NENENEP is written by the brilliant Mysterious Mr. DxD, and before we start, I have to give said author a huge shoutout for giving me permission to continue this story. We'll be starting back at chapter one. This is because I've made several changes to the story, just so you don't have to read the same thing over again. I apologize if it's not quite what everyone hoped for, I'm not as skilled as Mr. DxD, and I plan to head in a very different direction that he does. So, if that doesn't break your hope for this story, A. Thank you for giving me a chance, and B. I apologize in advance if this first chapter is not what you want...

Without further ado, Here is the reincarnation of the lost story that everyone loves, NENENEP Re;Born. Chapter one: The exposition Chapter in which our hero meets the purple ditz... Enjoy.

"BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZT!"

"Ergh... son of a... how many times am I...?"

For the third time in a row that week, Max picked himself up off the floor. Glancing over at the clock that had just gone off, the boy brushed his messy orange hair out of his face. He was starting to regret the decision to let his hair grow out a bit, but one look at a mirror reminded him that he looked much better this way. The alarm clock read 7:15, exactly the time that it was supposed to have gone off, but he was not nearly awake as he normally was, mainly due to watching too much anime the night before. He sighed. "That might be problematic," he told himself, "I should've set an alarm to tell me to go to SLEEP... then I might have avoided this... but, such is life. We make mistakes." After finishing his 'way to deep for talking to myself' notation out loud, he pulled himself out of bed, forced himself into his day attire and grabbed a piece of bread, forgetting to toast it, and sticking it in his mouth as he left the house. It wasn't until he was well down his walkway that he realized that the slice of baked dough in his mouth was not as crunchy as it should've been. "Oops... Oh well, minor mistake."

So now we're two paragraphs in, and all we've got is that the boy's name is Max and he has mid length hair. I suppose now is as good a time as any for an exposition. Maximillian Penumbra was a second year high school student, and an exceedingly bright boy at that. His main demise was his own laziness, never really having a reason to care enough to try and succeed, yet even with that, he'd never once failed a quiz, test, project, or a class, and had graduated every grade up until this point with the highest honors. He could only assume it was genetics, mainly due to having never studied for school a day in his life, but when you're put into an orphanage at the age of two, and the orphanage burns down seven years later, then nine-year-old you has to fend for himself in a city, you kind of forget about your parents, mainly because you never quite knew them. Did anyone keep track of how quickly that turned dark? How about we change the subject? Max, or even Maxi, whichever you preferred, was an agreeable sort of guy. Even though he was smart, he wasn't one to ever boast his stats over another's and was very friendly to people he met. On the inside however, Max only feigned diplomacy. He was an introvert, and trying to interact with people drained his energy. He had gotten better over the years, but his childhood hadn't helped. He was more of a boy to tell you you were right, rather than argue his point, problem being, he was never wrong. More so, he had no problem with being 'wrong,' and just sort of rolled with what he had, and learned from his previous mistakes. It might have been a rather lazy way of living, but for Maxi, it was just perfect. He was actually above average height, but not by much, striking up something like 5' 7". For Maxi, that meant that people wouldn't ask for him to reach to get things, and he wouldn't hit his head on the ceiling. Despite being smart and clever, he was rather clumsy at times, though on this walk to school, he'd only tripped twice... on flat ground. Max's orange hair reached a little past his ears, hanging from the front. In the back, it hung just a small part past his shoulders. Stereotypically anime, but that was exactly why he'd done it. Sometimes Max figured that he preferred the people and friends in his animes than in his actual life. That is, he had one friend in real life, and that friend wasn't human, but that's a story for another time. Other than anime, his main hobbies were video games and space, much like a certain pink mustached video blogger.

Speaking of the stereotypical anime scenes however, Max almost felt like he was in one right now. This was the casual walk down the street before bumping into a pretty girl and learning her name. Max paused in place for a moment as he came up to the corner. He actually wasn't in the mood to meet a girl right now, and he didn't have the social skills to pull off a conversation with one. As if to bring his stereotype to a halt, something glimmered in the sky and came crashing down to the ground nearby. Maxi checked his watch, reading 7:23. He had seven minutes to get to school, which was more than enough time, but he REALLY wanted to know what that was. Sure, he would miss a school day, but he did that all the time. Sure, he might miss something important, but this was a once in a lifetime opportunity! After a five minute mental debate, his fascination for discovery and adventure won out over his hunger for knowledge and education. He checked the contents of his lunchbox; depending on how far that thing had landed from here, he might be gone for the whole rest of the day. In his lunchbox was a sandwich cut in two, six drinks (being two waters, two sodas, and two bolt juices (Max's favorite drink, and a powerful energy drink without side-effects at that)) an apple, an orange, two celery sticks, two packs of both chips and cookies, and two cups of pudding with two spoons. One cup was cherry, the other was butterscotch and cinnamon. The reason behind having two spoons, was that Max was very used to sharing his lunch. Very commonly someone would forget theirs, and bribing people with food was very useful, and keeping a person fed made them much more agreeable. Not to mention, making people happy also made him happy, though he had no idea why. He preferred to avoid people, but when he was around them, he liked to be with happy people, and liked to keep himself happy as well. In this manor, he was able to keep his energy up for as long as possible, and enjoyed his time with the people he was talking to. He also kept this amount of food such that he could keep himself fed on the many adventures he liked to take. As a frequenter of anime, manga, video games, and the like, adventures had somehow become a hobby of his as well. Maxi pulled the hood of his white hoodie up over his head, tightened the belt on his dark gray pants, and made sure the neon laces on his red and black shoes were extra tight, then ran off in the direction of the fallen star.

Standing at the entrance to the woods where the star had fallen, Max sat down and had a half of his sandwich and one of his Bolt Juices. He'd run all the way here, two miles of distance, in twenty one minutes. Fuck you, eleven minute mile. As such, Maxi was rather drained, but the combination of his favorite drink and tasty banana-peanut butter sandwich, his energy was back to its peak after seven minutes of rest. Max packed his food back up and grabbed his drink, then made extra sure that he hadn't left anything laying about. He didn't want to litter or anything, that would just be a dick move in every regard, so rather he packed his garbage into a separate bag and stuck it back into his pack. He'd only actually had about a third of his drink, so held the bottle as he continued to walk, taking a sip here and there to keep his energy and pacing up as he briskly delved into the forest. This was great. At this rate, he'd have that star and be back home before he had any trouble with food at all. When he got to where he was sure the star had landed, there was nothing there. Suddenly, he heard a loud snap, garnering his attention, but he couldn't figure out where from, he didn't have the best ears.

"I'm falling~!"

The voice was playful and sing-songy and didn't seem appropriate for what it was saying, however, Max instantly recognized that the key word in that phrase was 'falling' and that he'd better be prepared to look up, else he was going to have a really bad headache in a few seconds. He looked up, and noted a girl falling from a tree several yards away. Max knew what it meant to fall out of a tree, you could really hurt yourself, and possible break several bones if you got unlucky. He charged through the trees, and dove last moment, catching the girl in a picturesque, almost base-drop kind of a moment, right before she hit the ground. Max then spun in mid air, and pulled the girl close to himself, such as to shield her from any damage as he hit the ground and slid to a stop. He took a moment to calm himself before standing himself up, and helping the girl to her feet.

"You alright?" he asked her, "that looked like quite a fall."

The girl finished brushing herself off, and looked at him as he noted what she looked like for the first time. She was a short, fair skinned girl, with light purple eyes, and hair that was shoulder length, with somewhat messy bangs, and many strands sticking up, a few framing her face even. She had two game pad hair clips, which were kind of adorable, and she also wore a big white hoodie-like dress with purple striped cuffs, lining, and a purple hood. The outfit had pale, ice blue and light lilac accents as well as a zipper section, two big round pockets, a big zipper with an 'N' on it and strings resembling plugs. Around her neck was a simple white choker, and adorning her feet were lilac shoes with blue and white accents, worn with blue and white striped stockings.

"You know,if you keep staring at me like that, you're going to make little ol' me all flustered and stuff, you know?" she began moving her petite body from side to side while making a cute gesture of shyness.

Maxi could very easily imagine someone going 'Huh!?' at the girl's bold statement as they became flustered themselves and had their skin turn a shade of red. Max on the other hand, had nothing of the sort to offer. "You know, you might want to ditch that nasty habit of getting into trouble, there's not always gonna be a hero like me to save you." Did someone press the suave bastard button? Nonetheless, the girl before him blushed slightly and smiled. "Anyway, you didn't answer my question: are you okay?"

The girl touched herself in a few different places, then looked back up at him, "Well, I'm still in one piece at least," that was a good start, "but I guess I'm kinda hungry, does that count as anything?"

"I have some extra food here if you want to share it," Max offered, "I've got enough for both of us, I wind up sharing a lot."

"Sharing your lunch with me already?" she asked him, "Geez, you're not suppose to fall for me just yet, were not there yet, buddy." she said to him in a teasing manner. Maxi started laughing.

"My word," he managed, "And here I though I was full of shit. Thank you for teaching me that I have much to learn in the art of being way too direct."

"Aw, I bet you say that to all the girls. I be-" the purple haired girl paused mid sentence with a look of comedic confusion directed right at him, "What?"

Max laughed again, "Yeah, no, I don't, I don't think any other girl has warranted me saying that." he pulled out his lunch box and laid it out on the ground showing her what he had to eat. "Now then, are you going to join me?" the girl nodded eagerly and sat across the lunchbox from him.

"Is that... pudding?" her eyes filled with sparkles as she saw the treats in his box.

"It certainly is," Maxi said, holding out both the apple and the orange, "but I think that's more of a dessert thing, so which do you want?"

The girl paused for a moment, "Oh... you're absolutely right about that... Pudding tastes better after a meal of good food... and when eating with someone else!" she said this looking up at him with a smile of genuine happiness on her face. It was the first thing she did that actually made Max blush. That smile was both adorable and pretty at the same time. He'd never quite seen anything like it. "I'll take this one." she pointed at the orange.

"Good choice," he said, recovering and keeping his cool, something he took pride in his ability to do. "One sec, I'll get that ready for you." Max pulled a small piece of the peel off the orange, the spun it super fast on the lunch box's lid, then put his finger down in such a way that it caught the peel, but the orange kept spinning, and the peel was removed entirely before it fully came to a stop. "See? now your orange is like most politician's arguments." he told her, handing her the orange. She raised an eyebrow to inquire what he meant. "It simply lacks a peel." It took her a few seconds, but she got it, and started giggling.

After eating their food, Maxi grabbed the two puddings. "Alright, now for the ultimate question," he said, presenting both to her. "Pick one." The girl's face went blank. He turned his head slightly sideways was the girl had gone devoid of any kind of anything in that one moment. Suddenly, she smiled and pointed to the cherry cup.

"That one please!" she said. He handed her the cup and the red spoon, taking the beige spoon for himself as he dug in to his butterscotch-cinnamon treat. After a while, she turned to him, "Hey, can I try a bit of yours?" she asked. he turned to her, spoon in mouth, and raised an eyebrow. Again, not the best ears. "Can I try some of your butterscotch cinnamon pudding? It looks pretty good." he extended his arm to her so she could reach the cup. she took a spoonful and stuck it in her mouth. "Wow!" she said, her eyes sparkling, "It's so sweet, and good, and it melts away on my tongue... wow, I think you showed me my new favorite flavor! Here! I tried yours, so try some of mine!" she took a spoonful of her own, and held it out to him. He took the bite, and savored the taste of the sweet cherry. He had known a kid named Chris once... that was his favorite flavor. That boy had just abruptly disappeared, though. However, Maxi always had the feeling that he was just on a great adventure. He kind of hoped that he might be able to go on one himself.

After they finished their pudding, Max collected up the garbage, scooped it into the bag, and packed everything into his pack. "Welp, I gotta get going, so I'll see ya later. Thanks for eating with me, I enjoyed your company." The girl scrambled to her feet as he walked away.

"Hey, wait up! Don't just go abandoning poor little me!" the purple haired girl quickly caught up to Max and skipped next him to keep up with his much longer legs. The top of her head reached his shoulder, and he liked having her walking next to him. It just sort of brightened his mood to have her around. It was then that he realized that he was walking next to a girl, and whether she was a cosplayer or not, she was really cute in his eyes. Also, talking to her hadn't drained his energy, rather he felt revitalized, as if she'd somehow turned him into an extrovert just so she could talk to him. He kind of liked the feeling.

"Just to warn you, I'm fairly certain that a guy like me, and a cute girl like you, walking next to each other is automatically gonna give people the wrong idea." he told her.

"Oh, so you DO have a crush on little ol' me? Well, I understand. I am the main character after all, so it makes sense." *record scratch* Max stopped walking. Did he hear that correctly? His hearing kind of sucked, so maybe he didn't? He decided that he heard it correctly, and was going to ignore it.

"Sure, let's go with that." he said, "If I'm going to have a crush on someone, why not a pretty girl like you? So then, crush of mine, you gonna tell me your name, or are we gonna go the entire fanfiction referring to you as the purple haired girl?" The girl blushed and giggled at his joke, "You're not the only one who can break the fourth wall, sweetheart." She blushed harder at the nickname, but gave him a sly smile.

"Alright," she said, "Man... maybe you're not just the stereotypical dense protagonist that I thought you were. My name's Neptune! How about you?" He laughed quietly at her enthusiasm.

"Stereotypical dense protagonists are funny and all, but not to the point where I'd act like one. I like to think I have my own charm to me." he told her. "The name's Maximiliian Penumbra. In case that's too much to put in that little dome of yours, you can just call me Max, or Maxi, or whatever you can come up with is fine. Saturn has more moons than I give fucks." Neptune looked at him.

"Saturn has fifty one moons though..." Max looked over at her, surprised that she knew that, but then again...

"Actually, it has sixty moons, Nep. Nine of them just don't have names yet." Neptune gave him a goofy smile.

"Wow, you must be pretty smart to know all that." she said, "I'm not even gonna bother trying to name all of those moons..." Now Max was just showing off.

"Titan, Enceladus, Rhea, Dione, Mimas, Iapetus, Tethys, Janus, Phoebe, Hyperion, Pan, Helene, Epimetheus, Calypso, Prometheus, Atlas, Telesto, Pandora, Methone, Pallene, Daphnis, Kiviuq, Siamaq, Paaliaq, Albiorix, Polydeuces, Iijiraq, Mundifari, Bebhionn, Bergelmir, Tarvos, Skathi, Narvi, Ymir, Anthe, Erriapus, Aegir, Haiti, S/2007 S 2, Suttungr, Thrymr, Greip, Jarnsaxa, Farbauti, Fornjot, Bestla, Hyrrokkin, Loge, Fenrir, Tarqeq, Kari, and those nine that don't yet have names." Neptune just looked at him dumbfounded. "I like to keep myself educated, you know what I mean?" Neptune shook her head clear, then looked at him.

"Blah, blah, blah spare me the details my cute little genius." she teased him. Now it was Max's turn to shake his head.

"You know, people are gonna start thinking we're a couple if you keep doing that." he told her.

"So what?" she asked him, "Maybe we are a couple, did you think about that?"

"Oh, alright then." he said bluntly, Neptune pouting to herself that he hadn't blushed, or even really faltered at that.

"Now then, about what name I can refer to you as..." Neptune said, thinking about what to call her new friend, "How about I call you 'darling?'" Max did his best to stifle the laugh that came up out of that remark. "What? I'm serious."

"That'll do I guess." he said, once again, blunt-ending what Neptune had hoped to achieve. "Well then, I've got some work to do, so," he turned Neptune around and pointed to a small corner shop, "There's your pudding store." and with that, the two headed off their own way, Neptune to the pudding store, and Max, back to his own house.

It was late when Max was finally content with what he'd achieved. He'd played some Water Memento, getting his character married, saving his child character, and helping his child to grow into the best warrior in the army, he'd also uploaded a new chapter of his fanfiction to the fiction net, and he'd even made an RPG maker version of the story thus far so that his readers could play the story thus far. He made sure to make the game free to play, he didn't want the people's money, he just wanted to provide them with the quality entertainment that was so hard to find nowadays. He checked his cabinets for a cup of pudding before he headed to bed, but alas, he was out of stock. "Shoot..." it was getting late so he hurried to the pudding store to buy some more for the coming weeks.

While he was running to get the treat he so desired he ended up looking back at the randomness that had transpired in the morning with Neptune. Max noted that there was nothing normal about a girl just falling from the sky and, he was beginning to question whether or not there was another mystery to their meeting. The encounter with Neptune began to fascinate him more and more as he walked, so much so that it started to interest him almost as much as anything else he'd ever learned about. Maybe he just had a desire to learn about the things he couldn't understand, and before he knew it he wished he could see her again, such that his questions might yield answers.

"Yeah right, Maxi," he told himself, "as if that type of plot convenient bullshit would ever happen."

"Oh, Daaaaaaaaaaaaaarling!"

"Son of a bitch." he quickly stopped and located where the voice had come from, it was that familiar voice, casual, carefree, yet playful, air headed tone. In other words, every way to Sunday, it was Neptune. She had begun call to him like she was really happy to see him, and casual as always the girl began to skip to him crossing the street completely ignoring an incoming truck. Luckily for Neptune, Maxi was not all brains. Charging forward to catch her for the second time that day, Max dove and caught her midsection, knocking both of them out of the way in time. Thankfully it seemed as though they were both out of harm's way. Max lay on the sidewalk, holding Neptune tightly against himself, Neptune holding on just as tightly to him. He let go of her, and got them both to a standing position. He was still breathing heavily from that adrenaline filled charge. "Said it once, I'll say it again... you might want to ditch that nasty habit of getting into trouble, there's not always gonna be a hero like me to save you."

"Hee hee... whoops?" that's all she had to say, giving him a klutzy, innocent smile

"What are you doing out at this time anyway? It's way too dangerous. You should really head home." He was genuinely concerned for her. She was his friend, and one of the most interesting people he'd ever met.

"Hey, hold it buddy. Why are YOU out this late?" she retorted. He sighed, jabbing a thumb over his shoulder to the pudding shop.

"I was gonna restock." he told her. She instantly understood. He headed into the store to buy his cups of happiness, then left and began to head home, a certain someone following nearby. Max could sense Neptune's presence. He had a sixth sense for the sort of thing. If there was someone of importance nearby, he could feel that they were there. He chuckled, "Stealth is not your forte, is it?" he asked, stopping, but not turning around."

"Oops, did my Nep-stare surprise you? Sorry about that." she said, stepping out from behind the lamp post. He shook his head, and placed his face in his left hand.

"You know, your body isn't so tiny that you can actually hide behind a lamp post and have it work."

"Pervert! So you HAVE been looking at my body! I see how it is!" she teased him. He laughed at this comment after realizing she was only joking, and she gave him a flirtatious wink.

"So, I know it's kind of late but," he took two pudding cups out of his bag, "Shall we?"

"Really?!" her eyes sparkled complimented with a big smile.

"Yeah, otherwise I can't trust a ditz like you to be safe at this time of evening anyway." She smiled and walked up to him.

"Okay, there's this spot I found after you left me and junk, and it probably looks really pretty with all those stars in the sky, so we should eat there!" she emptied the words from her mouth, one word practically overflowing over the next with how excited she was. She held out her hand to him. "Come on, we can hold hands, and I'll show you where it is!" the chance to see countless stars and pudding sounded like a pretty good combination, so Max took Neptune's hand, and allowed her to guide him to where it was that she wanted to take him.

A pale-fair skinned girl with very long black hair, about waist length, worn up in long pigtails with two-piece black and blue ribbons, walked around an area not too far from where Maxi and Neptune were currently strolling to. Her hair was neatly combed, cleanly framing her face with silky bangs, and very noticeable red eyes. She wore a fancy dress consisting of dark blue, white, red, and small amounts of gold lining and buttons, covering a red and black spiked lining cloth with the breast part white, along with the skirt which was black on both layers. Behind all of this was a blue bow, matching a smaller one worn about her neck and attached to a black and white collar with a gold piece in the center.

"Hmph." The girl huffed as she looked distastefully where three thugs laid flat on their backs unconscious and seeing stars, and not those in the sky. They had mistaken the girl for a cosplayer trying to attract attention, and that's exactly what they gave her, but the wrong kind of attention. The three thugs attempted to force themselves onto her, but she had shown them just how well that would go for them.

"I have to say, I didn't expect these types of repulsive things to spawn here." she checked over herself, ensuring that she was unscathed, "I better be on my guard while I figure a way out of this place. Lastation still needs me." the girl flipped her hair to the side her pig tails flowing in the night breeze as she continued walking. Very soon, she was about to run into a familiar face.

A/N: So two things right off the bat.

The first and most important? If you're still reading this, and you plan to continue, thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed that chapter and the ones that will come.

The second? When I wrote this chapter, that was the correct amount of moons on Saturn. It might be different when everyone reads this... I dunno when that'll be.

Lastly, if you've gotten here and don't plan to continue, then I apologize to you for not meeting your standards. But that's okay, there are many more fictions out there, much better than mine.

As always, I hope you have a lovely evening, and I will see you in the next chapter. See ya!