How much longer will he have to wait? Based on the song from the game. Two-shot.

Oneshot: Joshua thought only Neku could use the player pin to read minds. JoshuaxRhyme Slight JoshuaxNeku

Joshua doesn't believe in angels.

Mr. Hanekoma receives a visit from his Another Day self. Spoilers for Endgame and Secret Reports.

We all know how Neku died. But what if Neku could not be killed? What if his killer failed miserably? This is a brief insight on what would happen if Neku was never killed. It's something that could turn the whole world upside-down...

AU. A random conversation among the five main players concerning their future or lack thereof in the 2014 E3. Contains a discussion on series and spin-off games. Somewhat like "What Do You Mean iOS?" but more of crack. Squeenix fans should get the references. "The game is good as it is. There's no need for a sequel."

Being Composer makes you forget. Forget that you have an eternity and that humans, humans only have so long. Yet he still hopes that someone will remember. Joshua centric

Joshua's thoughts on the Long Game and what followed. Poem-fic.

Snowing in Shibuya? Shiki suddenly wakes in early in the morning to see snow falling outside her window. She decides to go on a winter stroll outside on the streets of Shibuya. Then she suddenly meets someone unexpectedly. ONESHOT NekuxShiki

Post-game drabble. Neku gets a call in the middle of the night from Shiki, in tears. He only knows how to help her with the thing he knows best; his own recurring thoughts. Sheku!Friendship

Pre-TWEWY. The God of the city stands in the middle of a Shibuya intersection, invisible to the naked eye. He spins and the colors spin with him, neon carouseling in the late night sky. The owls are speeding home to their nests, travelling in style- shiny silver, racing read, bright blue, all the colors of the urban rainbow.

When my sister gave me a book of legends,I thought it was funny how they said Shibuya had an actual river. So I decided for a report to see for myself. Who knew what I would find all of that there... Simply quick one-shot off a a thought of the many passerby of Shibuya.

If looked at from a distance, they were a couple. An odd couple. Their clothes were clashing, hers with his. Yet in the strangest way, it matched. The girl was covering her boyfriend's eyes with her hands. Yup, they were definitely, without a doubt, a couple...Or were they?

His day couldn't get any worse, could it? Oneshot, very random and short.

Neku's thoughts on Josh after The Long Game. Written as a poem. Rated T since I'm not sure.

If looked at from a distance, the girl was a mini Santa and the boy she was with was...emo looking. A black cat with a Santa hat in one arm, she hides something behind her back with the other. An emo boy and a Santa girl...or is it?

Neku keeps a little book of letters to Joshua, it would be a shame if it fell into the wrong hands (tiny NekuJosh if you squint.)

Ever wondered how Shiki Misaki met her demise? Well, friend...

One-shot. "When I was growing up, I saw things that other people couldn't see." She knew her parents were keeping a secret from her. But she didn't expect to get thrown into a game of death... For this girl, there is nothing to get "Hyped" about. Her life? It's game over.

He always wanted to fly - to freely soar through the sky instead of struggling to climb the clouds. For him, to fall is to die, and he has always been falling. (Companion drabble-fic to 'Angels Falling Down')

Remember, remember the fifth of November, gunpowder treason and plot. I know of no reason why the gunpowder treason should ever be forgot.

Neku and Joshua talk about chess, the new Conductor, and tigers. Post-game catching up between begrudging friends.

(nothing lasts forever.) Death's an empty classroom with no windows: a study in entry fees. (spoilers)

Alphabet hundred word challenge. Joshua/Neku centric. AU. Feat. Fruity language and gentle lemon, fair bit of violence. Also posted to Ao3.

"Is there more I should be aware of?" "Probably, dying is pretty traumatic, you know." Gore, PTSD, implied suicide. Oneshot, complete. Written for TWEWYbang.