12:00am-Joshua

It has been a very long time since Joshua had any free time to travel about the skies of Shibuya. Ever since Neku had gotten involved in The Game (but he would never blame his dear Neku), things have been flying off the of course.

He still kept tabs of his proxy, however; he didn't want to forget someone so important so easily. He knew what was going on. He knew of the sleepover. He knew everything's out dear Neku, from the smallest detail to the deepest thoughts and tragedies that scorched

the depths of his mind. But Neku and Beat didn't know everything, and they had no interest to know everything. But Joshlyn we that their minds always wondered about something, there was a craving that had never been sufficed. So today (or tonight, considering the time), his goal was to feed that hunger. He also knew exactly where to look too.

"Uh..Phones? Did you...hear somethin'?" Beat asks as Joshua tries to conceal himself by the window. We all start somewhere. Beat leans up on his elbows and squints at the window, but he doesn't really see anything.

The Composer smirks at the teen's suspicion and curiosity. He must wait, it's funny to tease Beat. But dear Neku (whom of which shook his head to answer Beat's question) was just a little bit more amusing. So, Joshua waited for the right moment, with a small and rugged pebble in his hand. It was obvious what he was going to do, so an explanation wouldn't be necessary. If he didn't need to be silent, Josh would be chuckling about now.

Just waiting.

And waiting.

Some more waiting.

Waiting.

Waiting.

Wow, this is a lot of waiting.

And…

Wait. Wait. More waiting.

Come on this is ridiculous, just get to the point.

Fine...

Now!

Joshua threw the pebble at the window, seizing full opportunity to his advantage. This perfect time frame was of course when both Beat and Neku were standing in front of the window.

"Dude jesus christ what was that!" Beat screeches like a small child, jumping back from the window. "Aw bro we're gonna die, again. Shit."

Neku shook his head and rolled his he was perplexed. He stepped forward towards the window, cautious of what could be (and what actually is) ahead.

"Dude no! That could be a creeper! He could like...kill you! I can't have dead bodies in my room, man!" Beat yells, holding out his arm in a lame attempt to stop Neku.

But the other boy only simply evades Beat's arm, and continues towards the window, now more recklessly. Oh, if only he knew what Hell he was about to force himself into.

Then the window opened from the outside.

12:12am- Beat

"Oh jesus he's gonna kill us!" Beat screams, and covers his head in his arms. He rolls around on the ground screaming.

Neku jumps back in surprise, flailing his arms in a karate-ninja fashion. But Joshua just slid in and sat on the sill with his legs freely swinging inside the room. My, watching the unexpected squirm in surprise never gets old.

"Oh for fuck's sake it's just prissy. Can't you fucking knock, it's not that hard." Beat groans, sitting up. Joshua just shrugs and steps fully into the room. Beat sighs again, Neku is like a magnet for trouble. Because obviously Josh isn't here for him.

"Hello, Beat. Neku dear~ It certainly has been a while, now, hasn't it?" Joshua finally musters (but there was really no need to muster, for Neku is the one with the jaw dropping to the floor here).

"Go fuck yourself man. You totally were not invited to my house! Like, fuck no. Do your gay thing somewhere else. Not that I have a problem with the gay part, just like, you." Beat looks over at Neku, "And you. Like, what's up with this? Like, you're just the flame to his moth, man."

"Like it's my fault!" Neku bursts, "He won't leave me alone! But, seriously, Josh, what are you doing here?"

Joshua had finally invited himself into the bedroom, and picked up a Robecca Steam doll casually, playing with the cogs poking out of her boots. "I appreciate your concern, especially you, Beat. But don't you want some answers to unanswered questions? I thought you might still be curious."

"Get that cryptic shit outta here. None of that in my house. New rule! Oh wait, duuuuuude! Dude, he's in my house now! We're not in the game anymore! Oh my god. Rules, I can make rules! And now you have to follow them," Beat points at Joshua, who just looks confused. "So yeah, if you wanna say something, you gotta be upfront about it."

Neku just silently nods in agreement. No way in Hell is Josh gonna give any of his reverse-psychology crap today.

"I don't really understand, Beat. Did I ever enforce rules about your time or pattern of speech during your time in the Game?" Josh asked.

"I like, almost died. Like 5 times. Due to your shitty ass Game and your shitty ass rules. So you did do a lot. And you totally fucked Neku up two weeks in a row! Don't do that to my friends, man!" Beat seems to actually still be very angry with Josh, but as he said, no dead bodies in his room.

"So you admit that you two are friends? Interesting. Didn't you hate each other in the beginning?"

"Phones is my bro now, man. Since he is my for life bro now, you can't fuck with him. If you fuck with my friends I will fuck you up, Composer or not." Beat glares daggers at Josh, and is about to get up when he just shakes his head instead.

Neku could only stand there and watch the quarrel, astonished. Had Beat really considered him as a brother? "Beat…"

Suddenly there is a loud knock on the door, and a muffled voice comes through, "Beat! It's getting late! I'm going to come in!"

"Shit! Hide under the bed!" Beat whispers urgently to Josh, who is already trying to hide there.

With a little help in the keester from Neku's foot (several times, in fact), Josh was able to achieve incognito underneath the junk-packed and poorly smelling underneath that was Beat's bed. Seriously, has this guy ever heard of a hamper? There are socks everywhere. Dirty socks. Ew.

Beat's mom swings the door open, and her eyes instantly find Neku to glare at him. She grunts a bit before speaking, "It is dreadfully late, and definitely time to go to sleep."

"But it's only midnight!" Beat whines at his mother, who gasps in horror at this information.

"Daisukenojo Bito, how could you stay up past this ungodly hour! I cannot believe I could have a son like this! Just more things to the list of your failures. You will go to bed this instant and not a second longer!" Beat's mom huffs and slams the door shut. Beat remains quiet as they sound of his mother walking away is muffled in the room.

"How is that a failure? Neku whispers, as he watches Josh crawl out from the depths of no-man's land. The poor soul. Neku was tempted to laugh, and even let a small smirk out. Prick.

"Ah, much better. Now, where were we? Oh, right. Your "rules'. I will comply, to an extent, that is." Josh said, brushing the dirt and dust bunnies off of his prissy clean shirt. The Composer has to look composed, if that wasn't clear. "By the way, I would recommend you use a vacuum cleaner under, around, next to, and on your bed."

"Everything I do is a failure to her. But prissy, if you want to say anything not super offensive, now would be the time. I mean, you probably came here hoping we would ask about something, right? So spill the beans." Beat rolls his eyes at Josh's disgust with the dust.

"I would be happy too. But I need a question to answer." Came the snarky response.

Neku could only glare-stare at Joshua. Why now? Why did he think that waiting so long after the Game, that Neku would even bother to wonder anymore? Plus, Josh dragged Beat into this. This was between Neku and Joshua and no Skater buff dude was involved in any way,shape, or form. Josh just made it that way. "Well?" Josh interrupted Neku's inner monologue. Oh yeah, he was still standing in the room.

But Neku only looked at the floor and said, "Too late, Josh."

"Maybe too late for you, but not for me. So prissy, I got a weird question to ask ya. How hard are you crushing on my bro here? On a scale from 1 to 10." Beat stares seriously at Josh, like this is a life or death question.

"Um...Excuse me?"

"You heard me. How much do you like him? Come on?"

"I...uh...Don't exactly know how to respond to that. But I do thank you for allowing your question to make more sense. I may have an answer, however. I consider dear Neku as my proxy, if that's what you intend to get out of me." Joshua answered, completely avoiding the question. How skilled he is at that.

"Ok fine then, but I got a follow-up. What's…"Beat thinks for a moment, "What's...your preference? Yeah that's it."

"Ok now you lost me. My what?"

Neku just watches the dilemma from the sidelines. He feels like there is next-to no point for this conversation to be happening at this moment; that it may be some sort of filler. But, it's not Neku's place to say. He's not involved in this, after all. At least not outwardly.

"You know. Like, do you like girls or guys, or enbys or like trans or what, man? I ain't judging, i'm just curious."

Joshua had to think for a moment, and process the completely random yet very thoughtful comments and questions from Mr. Thick-Skull. "Well, I don't see why that matters. I can enjoy anybody I want. I don't really know what type of answer you want from me."

"Like, are you straight, gay, bi, pan, or like, could you be asexual or something? Like, I'm just wonderin'." Beat messes with the hem of his shirt as he asks these questions.

"Why? Are you attempting to compare myself to you so we can battle for our dear Neku?"

"WHAT?"

"Oh god no! Can't a guy just be curious! Jesus christ! Like," Beat sighs and runs his hands over his face, "I just wanna know, man."

"Well, why do you want to know? Curiosity killed the cat, Bito."

"But satisfaction brought it back."

"Touché."

"HELLO? STILL IN THE ROOM!"

"Oh, don't worry, Neku, dear~" Josh chuckles, "I will win you heart some day."

"I fucking called it!"

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