I finally uploaded this story after 3 months! Huzzah! Please enjoy and review :) I'm pretty sure this story is only going to be 6-7 chapters long...maybe

Disclaimer: I do not own D. Gray-man or No.6! This will be the first and last time I will say this for this story.

Warnings: None unless you care about slight shounen-ai. It's not the main part of the story just a little 'added in there'. Rated T for...maybe some swear words? Just in case.


Overview:

If the city deems you useless, you either get replaced, or announced dead. Although in both cases, you never die…well, technically. But you always get replaced and disappear.

The city has rules. Everything has rules; nothing comes free of charge here. There are even rules on how to go to the bathroom. Our city has exactly one hundred main rules that everyone has to follow. Every child that goes to school learns these rules by heart starting from grade one. The first five are always learned first, since they are the most important. If you break one or more of these five rules, you're dead. Let's say you were an important character and had a job that was needed to help keep the city up and running. They would then make an exact replica of you and place them in your stead. But let's say you were useless. A homeless person living on the streets or someone with a low paying job at a restaurant. In this case, you would simply disappear.

The city, government, head officials, they all don't need you. You're just a little pest ruining their clean slate that has been washed and polished to perfection. You're dirt that has been stepped on countless times and they wouldn't mind pushing you deeper into the ground with their foot. I guess they would make everyone into replicas if they wanted, but that would never happen. They want their fun play things to wiggle and move around. They want you to protest against them so they can smack you until you listen, or give out your death sentence. They need living human beings so they can experiment all their new ideas.

What they also think is, if they let you live, it means they're giving you a (somewhat), future and freedom. Live out your happy lives with no trouble or worries. In this city, you have everything you could have possibly wanted. In other words, some people would call this place…paradise. Follow the rules, go to work four times a week, and you'll be fine and having the best time of your life. Everyone who lives that life and dies happily with no stress or worries, have no idea of the darker side of this world.

Although, if you disappear, you legitimately disappear. You fade out until you're translucent and no one can see or hear you. If you grab someone hard enough, they might feel a slight tingle or itch there and rub it, but there are exceptions. There are people with sensitive nerves that are alert to every touch or feeling. Humans who can feel these touches usually freak out and ask for help from a psychologist. They would get therapy lessons and on the day they go, they would get pills that would 'help' them. These pills actually deaden your nerves to an extent. Soon after a few days, they'll be the same as anyone's on the street you're walking on. Humans here live in a world of horrible lies. Only few know about this truth and no one will ever tell another. You're either on their side, or die.


I sat on the park bench looking up at the night sky snuggling deeper into my winter coat. It was mid-fall but it felt like early winter over here. I let out a sigh and I watched the white cloud of air float in front of my eyes before disappearing. It's been really weird lately and I just wanted some time to sit down and relax for a bit. I live with another boy in a house close to school. All the kids there were either rich, filthy rich, or incredibly smart. This school only takes the top kids from around the country. In my case, I was under the 'rich' category. Thank goodness for that, those 'filthy rich' kids are such snobs. I wrinkled my nose and stood up from the bench.

"I might as well take a walk while I'm here." I stretched my arms and back out before I continued walking forward. Oh yeah, by the way, my name's Sion. Last names aren't needed. I have white hair (weird isn't it? My mother said that when I was a child, she mistakenly bleached my hair with something and it stayed like this no matter how many times she tried washing it out), and red eyes. Once again, don't ask.

"Oomph." While I was dozing off in my memories, I didn't notice that there was a person walking from the other side and I unceremoniously hit into him. I staggered back and was about to say sorry when I took in his appearance. Dark eyes, raven hair. Familiar.

"Sorry." I apologized and was about to walk away

"What are you doing out so late? It's dangerous." His voice was slightly deep but had a melodic tune to it as if he was a singer. Even more familiar. Looking up at the figure, I saw it was my friend that I met in grade school.

"Nezumi!" I smiled. "I just came out to clear my head a bit, I'm going back now." His eyes watched mine but still didn't trust me.

"Let's go. I'll walk with you, you never know what kind of people are out there." I gave him a small smile and grabbed his hand, dragging him back the way he came. He followed me without any resistance and we walked back to our house. I was consciously aware of our intertwined hands and wondered if what Nezumi was thinking. I slowed down a bit until we were walking side by side. There were hardly any lights from the houses and buildings so the stars were shining brightly and clearly.

"Where are you going, Sion? We're here." I was jolted out of my thoughts when I heard Nezumi's voice call me. I stopped in my tracks and looked at the house we were standing beside, mine.

"Oh, sorry." I gave him a smile and let go of his hand, instantly missing the warmth. I took out my keys and unlocked the door for both of us. After all, it was our house. We were both attending second year of university so we decided to share a house, yes a house, to cut down on cost. I walked through the door and flipped on the light.

I woke up early in the morning and got dressed for school. I threw on a beige long sleeve shirt and a pair of black jeans that were slightly baggy. I slipped on a pair of boots and grabbed my school bag. I walked into the kitchen and found that Nezumi had already left the house. We preferred leaving the house at separate times so students walking past our house wouldn't find out we were living together. Those would call for some really unneeded questions. I ate the eggs and toast Nezumi made for me and left the house. We always come back home together though. To other people it would just look like we were going to a friend's house to study or something.

I arrived at school thirty minutes before the bell and sat down at my first class with Nezumi.

"No trouble?" Nezumi glanced at me through the corner of his eyes as he faced the front of the classroom.

"Stop worrying, I never run into trouble on the way here." I rolled my eyes but gave him a small smile. "I'm safe okay? Plus, all this worrying is going to make you get grey hairs."

Nezumi scowled and looked away. He was always worried that I was going to get attacked coming to school by myself. Well what can I say? He's an amazing boyfriend. There I said it. It's true that we're together but we prefer keeping this a secret from everyone. You'd be surprised at the amount of BL fans out there. Boys included. We watched more students come into the class and sit in their assigned seats. We didn't have many friends but companionship wasn't a biggie for us. A person sat down in front of me and faced us.

"Don't you look depressed." 'His' remark was pointed at Nezumi as 'he' leaned in closer to me.

"What's wrong with him?" I shrugged at looked at Dogkeeper. Yeah, 'he' wants us to call him Dogkeeper, and 'he' is actually a 'she'. She prefers to be known as a guy not a girl. She definitely dresses the part and her voice was so low that she passed for one all this time without anyone noticing she was really a girl. Dogkeeper was an old friend of Nezumi's. They didn't talk much and used each other as a 'friend with benefits', but not in that way. If Nezumi needed a favour or information about one thing or another, Dogkeeper would get it for him in return for money or goods, like food. Dogkeeper wasn't part of the rich place we were from so the only way she could get the good stuff was from Nezumi.

"He's just being a worry wart." I gave him a smile and he grimaced at me.

"It's for your own safety so shut up." Nezumi mumbled and lay his head down on the table for a quick snooze before class.

"Oh no you don't." I stood up from my chair and grabbed Nezumi's head holding it by his ponytail. "Sleep at home, not here." I wacked him lightly in the head before sitting down right before the teacher came in. After that, the day went by uneventful.

"Sion! Hurry up!" Nezumi called down the hallway as I jogged over to him.

"Sorry. The teacher wanted to talk to me." He gave me a smile and grabbed my hand and gave me a small peck on the cheek.

"Let's go." He whispered and led us down the hallway. Thankfully there were no people left since we left late today. Just as we walked out the doors, we saw a police car zoom past us and stop at the next block. With an unspoken agreement, we headed towards the scene. Anything involving the police nowadays was banned from public knowledge. When the police came, you either scram, of course in an orderly fashion, or get tied up as well. Why? Well we're about to find out. Our hands were still interlocked as we watched citizens flee the area. We went through a back alley and skirted along the buildings. Just as we were about to run and hide behind another building, we heard a shout. I stumbled forward but was luckily held back by Nezumi. I almost got our cover blown. We crouched low to the ground and peeked around the corner. There was a woman kneeling on the ground surrounded by the police.

"No…Stop! NO!"


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