Author's Note: Hey, this is my first TWEWY fic featuring my OTP of this game Beat x Neku with Sho x Neku on the side. There is implied Josh x Neku but very little since I hate that pairing to no end. Please enjoy.

Warning: The following chapter contains rape and boy x boy relations. Don't like? Don't read.

Chapter 1

It was late afternoon near Molco as Neku Sakuraba had just won himself a good round of Tin Pin games. He'd thought he had gotten rusty after the Game but that clearly was not the case. Feeling very proud of himself, Neku proceeded toward Spain Hill and Dogenzaka for some Ramen Don when a familiar voice called to him.

"Oh, my sweet Hectopascal ~ " rang Sho Minamimoto, a former reaper from the Game for reasons unfathomable reason also existed in the Real Ground. Personally, Neku could care less about how he got here and more about why. The guy just loved hitting on him. The offer, however, got more and more tempting.

The black-clad man leaped down from a top one of his famous garbage heaps he dubbed "art" and slid next to Neku smooth and almost cat-like with a sly smirk on his face.

"Oh, hi Pi Face…" Neku blushed.

"Where're you going? Busy for dinner?"

"Umm, well-"he was cut off suddenly by yet another sly chime of his name. This time it was the "pretty boy" Joshua. He posed slightly with a pleased smile on his face. Neku blushed again "Hi, Josh…"

"Oh, it's you…" Sho groaned at the sight of the Composer.

"Charmed, Sho." Josh giggled and played with a lock of hair. "So, Neku, are you busy?"

Neku stammered, "Well, um, Sho kinda-"

Sho interrupted "I already asked him out, now leave us be."

Josh giggled "I didn't hear him agree to that. Maybe he wants to be with me?"

Neku almost laughed at the thought but restrained himself and looked away. Sho saw this and chuckled to himself "Well, why not let him decide? It's only fair."

Josh scowled at the tanned man clinging to his object of desire then shrugged in agreement.

Neku blushed once again then thought for a moment, but to the other readily awaiting men, it felt like forever. Eventually (really only about 40 seconds) Neku stammered "Um… Pi Face…"

Josh's eyes widened fully expressing his next phrase consisting of "What?" Sho smiled as did Neku slightly. He never did like the guy very much. Despite saving his ass and bringing everyone back from the Under Ground, the jerk did kill him and dating him seemed about as appealing as licking an ashtray.

Josh scoffed as he turned to walk away only to be slammed into by a vary fast-moving body.

"Yo, Phones!" Beat announced, running up to secure the red-head in a firm head lock followed by a violent nuggie.

"B-Beat!?" Neku gasped.

"You!?" Sho exclaimed, "What do you want? Get off him!"

"Yo, Tabooty's here, too? Wait, that's not why I'm here!" Beat let go of the shaken boy and held his shoulders firmly as to make sure they would hold solid eye contact. Neku complied, slightly stunned. "What's up, Beat?"

The skater pulled the shorter boy closer and asked, almost frantically, "Would you go out for dinner wid me?"

Neku blushed and started to sweat "Gee, uh… I'm sorry but… Pi Face already asked me…"

Beat's shoulders and determined expression fell obviously heartbroken. A small "oh" was all that escaped his lips. He let go of his friend and turned to leave with a simple "See ya" and shuffled his feet. Neku naturally felt terrible. Sho, on the other hand, took his price towards the famous and luxurious Shadow Ramen.

The two enjoyed an entertaining yet bland meal together. Sho had spent the time indulging Neku with sweets and compliments even hiring a violin player to serenade him. It all seemed too much.

Neku, however, had other things on his mind – Beat. He couldn't shake the horrible sinking feeling in his heart. How could he? Beat was perfect for him…

The two had developed a bond like no other. He had pulled himself from that dark hole of loneliness and warped selfishness. You could say that feelings had surfaced throughout that final week of the Game and beyond. It never occurred to Neku that the obviously straight guy felt the same way.

Sho could see his date was distracted, with a light shove he caught the teen's attention.

"Are you aright?" he consoled, a side rarely seen from the math addict. Neku shifted in his seat but said nothing. Worried, the older man reached for the boy's hand to comfort him.

"Please talk to me." he pleaded.

Neku felt worse ignoring his date, so he explained his feelings for his friend. Sho's expression transitioned from worry, to sadness, to anger. He stood up, paid for the food, took his date firmly by the wrist and stormed out the door, clearly set on a goal.

Neku struggled to keep from being dragged, the whole trip pleading for the stronger man to slow down and tell him what was going on but to no avail. The former reaper was clearly pissed. The scent of bloodlust was in the air.

Beat had set himself down behind the 104 Building, a nice secluded spot so no one could bother him. He needed to clear his head and, most importantly, cry a sea of tears that no one would see. He had just wiped the last flood from his face when he heard a pleading Neku and angry footsteps. He peered around the corner to become face-to-face with an angry Sho and soon met a fist to his face.

Beat flew back, hitting the building behind him. He regained his composure, cursed, then asked "What the hell was that fo', man!?"

"So, thought you could steal my man from me, huh? CRUNCH!" Sho cracked his knuckles, ignoring the protests of Neku.

Beat brought his fists up and gritted his teeth replying, "Yo, man, I jus' asked him ta dinner a bit late, aight? I ain't lookin' fo' no late-night fightin'."

"Oh, I don't plan on fighting." Sho shoved past Neku and grabbed Beat's wife beater, pressing himself firmly into the other man's hips. Beat gasped at the contact, eyes wide with terror. He swung but it was caught and pinned into the wall. It was clear by the look on Sho's face that he was totally not thinking with the head that held a brain. A wide grin was smeared across his tanned face as he leaned in to breathe heavily into the blonde's ear, almost making his knees buckle.

It was all becoming clear to the on looking Neku, Sho was either blinded by rage and hormones, or trying to emasculate Beat before his eyes. Either way, he couldn't look.

Beat struggled but his energy was being drained as he stronger man latched onto his neck and began to violently kiss and suck. It felt as if each kiss were that of a leach set on draining his will to live. A sudden pressure between the skater's legs brought him from a near drunken stupor and into full awareness of the dangerous situation. His sudden realization lead to a sharp rise in his adrenaline and gave him new will to throw as many punches as possible however futile. He had to get out but with each failed struggle, the pressure below grew more intense and sickly pleasurable. The adrenaline suddenly faded after one last shove Beat's body started to give in to the pressure and the sick feeling in his stomach, As much as he had to fight this monster off of him, the strain was too much. He looked towards the horrified Neku and managed to send an apology his way. A tear rolled down both boys' cheek.

Sho had gained the dominance he had been craving. He honestly didn't care who it was but he had to fuck the life out of any piece of meat that threatened to steal away his fairly claimed prize. He grabbed the fabric over the other man's crotch and moved it around so it would become hard in his fingers. He could feel the muscles inside tighten and extend. Such ecstasy flowed through Sho's veins as he crushed his lips into Beat's, tongue stiff and forceful. His growing erection stabbed into the collapsing man below as he grinded his hips into the others. Moans and groans escaped both mouths as heat radiated from both exhausted bodies. A hand slid under the clasped fabric and undid the lock concealing the prize within and grasped it firmly within the math lover's cold hand.

Beat just couldn't help it, it felt good. Not just good, it was fucking amazing! As horrible as he felt about it, he couldn't fight it anymore. He hated himself for it, but he found himself actually arching into the bastard. It was terrible and he knew it, but such intense pleasure washed over him. All he could do was pray to whichever deity above would listen that it would be over soon and that Neku would still love him.

Then it started.

Sho couldn't take it anymore; he tore off his restraints and unleashed himself onto his defenceless prey. He pulled down his loos-fitting cargo pants with little effort. Much to the former reaper's luck, the man was going commando. Lube was the last thing on Sho's mind. He licked a finger and shoved it inside the boy's opening. He yelled but was muffled by a sloppy kiss.

Groans of pain and pleasure filled the air. All Neku could do was stand in shock and terror as his best friend was penetrated. His strained cries pierced into his heart. Tears flowed uncontrollably from both victims' eyes.

After much clashing and thrusting, both men came hard. Beat, feeling completely spent, collapsed to the ground, desperately trying to gather up the scattered pieces of his scattered and broken consciousness. Tears fell as he struggled to pull his pants back up.

Sho, feeling content in his successful mission, retracted from the seemingly lifeless body below. With a smile, he turned to his lover to consol him, ignoring the motionless boy he had just forced intercourse upon.

"You… monster…" Neku sobbed as he rushed to his friend's aid.

Sho took this as a real blow to his pride and heart, but picked the now passed out boy and carried him towards a hospital. He figured it was the least he could do after realizing how badly he had hurt Neku.