Well, I'm back again after a not too long break. I'd like to let you know that I finished up my Tales of Symphonia story, so this is now the only thing I'll be focusing on, which will, hopefully, mean faster updates. No promises though.

I'd like to thank everyone that's reviews so far, even if the number is a little low. I'm still happy, though. However, I'm really hoping that someone will favorite this. So, please, even if you don't review but like the story, please favorite it.

One more thing, as I changed the circumstances of 777's death, I'm changing two other parts of the game, but neither was too important. Spoilers for Day 6 with Shiki and for… well, I don't remember what day but for when the Tech gets taken over by the O-pins (or the red pins).

Disclaimer: I don't own The World Ends with You.

#26: Name

"Hey 777?"

"Yeah?"

"What's your name?"

Giving his lover a puzzled look, 777 stated, "You do know you just said my name, right?"

"Really?" the Tech questioned sarcastically. "I mean, what's your real name?"

"Why do you want to know Futoshi?" the singer sighed. "It's not important."

"Yeah it is," the younger man argued. "I barely know anything about when you were… alive. Can you at least tell me your name?"

"The thing is Futoshi," he began explaining patiently, "I'm not alive anymore. That part of me is over. My… existence, I guess you could call it, is with you. Being with you is better than my old life. A lot better."

"Did anything bad happen to you?" the Tech asked hesitantly.

"Nothing that bad, I guess," 777 chuckled humorously. "I'll tell you about it someday. Just not right now."

"… All right."

#27: Technology

"Damn it all!" 777 yelled in frustration, slamming his fist down on the counter.

"What is it 777?" the Tech called from the entrance of their apartment. He was just getting back from shopping.

"None of the batteries work!"

His exclamation was met with a sigh. Seconds later, the Tech sauntered into the room.

"What's wrong now?"

"I've used every friggin' battery in this damn apartment, but I can't get my CD player to work."

With a sigh, the Tech gently commanded, "Let me see."

Pushing the CD player and a handful of batteries into his boyfriend's hands, 777 crossed his arms in a childish manner. Seconds later, the Tech started laughing while placing the batteries down. Leaving the room, he returned minutes later with different batteries.

"There's a reason I'm your tech," the younger man muttered, still chuckling.

"Why?"

Inserting the batteries, he passed the music player back to the singer. "You were using the wrong type."

"… Seriously?"

"Yeah."

"Hope you never get tired of me. After being with you, I doubt I could live without you."

# 28: Coming out

"777, 777! Can I get your autograph?"

With a quiet sigh, the singer mumbled to the Tech, "As soon as I thought I could get away." Turning around, he watch two girls approach himself and his lover. "Hey there, how's it going?"

The one that had asked for the autograph giggled, holding up a pen and something made of paper. "I absolutely love you! Could you sign this?"

"After that, how could I not?" Grabbing the pen, he quirked an eyebrow, "Is that a napkin?"

"It's the only thing I've got with me."

Not that I haven't been asked to sign weirder things, 777 thought with a shrug. Grabbing the napkin, he messily wrote three seven's, satisfying the teenager. Looking at the other girl, he asked, "What about you? Don't want my autograph?"

"I've gotten it before. I was wondering if… uh, well… couldIkissyou?"

That sentence had been extremely rushed, but much to his own dismay, he figured he knew what she said. Just in case…

"You wanna repeat that?"

"Can I kiss you? On the lips?" she questioned in a shaky breathe.

He was almost afraid to look at the Tech. He did not want to know his reaction to that. Normally, he would indulge whoever asked and give them a quick peck. His younger lover was aware of that, but he could not do it in front of him.

"Sorry, but I'll have to say no," he replied coolly.

"W-why not?" the girl asked, looking devastated.

"There's someone in my life now. Someone special to me."

If he had been paying attention, he would have heard the Tech gasp quietly in surprise.

"You mean a… girlfriend?" the other girl asked.

With a sly smirk, he answered, "Something like that."

"What do you mean, 'something like that'?"

Knowing that this could end disastrously, he replied, "I'll show you." Wrapping his arms around the Tech's smaller body, he placed a short kiss on his lips, pulling away to see the shocked look on the two girls' faces.

"Hope you're not too disappointed in me."

"You're gay?" One of them managed to sputter.

"Basically. Problem ladies?"

Much to his surprise, the last thing he heard from them were delighted squeals, and something about blogging their new discovery.

"This won't end well, will it?"

"No idea Futoshi. But, I had to show it sometime. I hated hiding it. Hope you're okay with me letting those two know."

Kissing his lover again, the Tech replied, "I'm perfectly fine with it."

# 29: Mine

Sighing, the Tech leaned against the front of the ramen shop. The owner was currently out running some type of errand, so he was waiting for him to get back. He had to go to the concert hall in an hour, so he figured he should eat something before going. But, where was 777? He had told the Tech that he would eat with him.

It's just like him to be late. I'm amazed he's even on time for his own concerts.

"Pardon me?"

Looking out of the corner of his eye, he saw I nervous looking brown haired man in a suit looking around. He was standing about ten feet away.

Is he talking to me?

"Hello? Excuse me?!" Sighing, the suited man asked to himself not so quietly, "Can't he hear me?"

Guess he is talking to me. And yeah, I can hear just fine.

"Come get some hot stuff!"

The Tech felt himself gag. Okay, he's definitely not talking to

me. Is he trying to sell something? If he is, I'm not interested. No way would anyone in their right mind just yell that. Maybe I did hear wrong.

"No good? Hot stuff! Come get some!"

The Tech could have sworn he felt his eye twitch.

This guy must have some good drug connections or something. Or

Maybe I do…?

"Huh? I think I got a reaction that time. One more time! Come

get some hot stuff!"

Okay, I must be dreaming. Yeah, that's it. 777'll get a good

Laugh out of this when I tell him.

"Oh! Hot stuff!"

Unable to trust his own ears—and still assuming this is a dream, he absently thought—he leaned forward, figuring this was just getting weirder. However, he was slightly scared when the other man smiled.

"Ooh! Hot! Yeah, hot stuff! Come get some!"

Watching the man dig into his pocket, he stared at the red pin in the man's hand. He thought it looked cool with the black logo on it.

This must be the 'hot stuff'. I should just take one, maybe then he'll leave me alone.

"… I'll take one," he replied in an annoyed tone, quickly reaching out his arm.

"Oh, thank you!" Before he could grasp the pin, an arm snatched it. Then, another arm wrapped around his shoulders. Unable to turn around in time, his eyes widened as the now crushed up pin landed on the pavement.

"If you don't want that to be your body, I suggest that you leave now," 777 growled menacingly. With a look of fright, the man quickly flinched and ran away.

"777, what the hell was that?!" Before he could continue reprimand, he was silenced by a pair of lips hitting his own. He noticed that this kiss felt different from any other. This one felt almost… possessive?

Gently pulling away, the Tech placed his hands on his lover's shoulders, looking at him intently. "What's wrong?"

"That guy… was he flirting with you?"

The Tech could hardly believe he was being asked that. But judging by the insecure glare he was throwing over his shoulder, in the direction that the salesman went off in, he knew that the singer was being serious.

"Of course not. Even if he was, I wouldn't have done anything. Nothing that would hurt you."

Pulling the younger man into a gentle hug, he whispered, "Good, 'cause your mine. Now and forever, right?"

With a small smile, he replied, "I like the sound of that."

# 30: Possession

There had many things that 777 was afraid of in his life. When he had been a little kid, he had fears that every kid had: the dark, strangers, unfamiliar noises, stuff like that. When he was a little older, he was afraid of making a fool of himself in front of other people, getting a bad grade, not having a girlfriend before he left high school. Before he had died his two biggest fears were death, ironically, and his previous boyfriend, which was someone that even his current lover did not know.

Now though, the thing that was scaring him the most was the stark silence that all of the RG was wrapped in.

He had been away to the UG for the last few days. He could not believe how messed up things were getting. All these people going AWOL, the initiation of the O-Pins, having to wipe out these two annoying kids, which he refused to do, and despite ignoring his orders, he was somehow alive.

Now, he was searching for the Tech. He was not at the apartment, so his next guess was the ramen shop. If he was not there, he would not know where else to search.

"To right the countless wrongs of our day, we shine this light of true redemption…"

Ugh, not this crap again! Turning his head, he saw two girls standing, repeating the same stuff he had heard under class Reapers saying. Staring at the girls, he noticed that they were wearing the same red pins that Reapers had been assigned to wear; the same one that he refused to wear; the same one that BJ and Tenho had started wearing that caused them to lose their self-control.

He knew immediately that he had to find the Tech.

Running, he quickly made his way past the concert hall and turned onto Dogenzaka, inhaling as the ramen shop came into view. His relief changed as he noticed the Tech standing near the building. The younger man seemed oblivious to him.

"Futoshi! Hey, look at me!"

As he got near him, he heard the dull monotone, "To right the countless wrongs of our day, we shine this light of true redemption, that this place may become as paradise. What a wonderful world such would be…"

Stopping when he was front of his lover, the singer gasped. "No, you're wearing one, too?!" Where did he get it? When? Scanning over the Tech's body, 777 yelled, "Damn it all, where's the pin? Futoshi, where the hell is your fucking pin?!" He normally did not use such vulgar language, the only exception was when he was panicking, or feeling helpless and frustrated.

His breathing was becoming ragged, and his eyes were feeling warm. Why did Futoshi of all people have to be possessed? More importantly, why couldn't he have been here to stop it?

He noticed that the Tech was wearing a sweatshirt, one of his own, he noted. Quickly unzipping it, he cried out when he saw the pin. Grabbing it, he through it to the ground with a force he did not know he had, he threw it to the ground. As soon as it was off his body, the Tech's eyes closed and he fell forward, 777 catching him just in time.

"Futoshi?" he asked gently, controlling his breathing. He could tell that his lover was just unconscious, much to his relief. He ran his fingers through the Tech's hair, occasionally stroking his face. He was not sure how long he remained like that, but he just could not help it.

It seemed almost like a dream, seeing his lover like that. Almost losing him was something he did not want to experience. Never again.

So, there's chapter 6. This story's going to end in four chapters. That'll be sad, I guess. I really started writing this because I love the pairing, and I haven't seen it before. If anyone out there ever writes a story involving these two, I'd love to read it.

So, please review. I'll, hopefully, update soon.