Chapter 1. Stupid Birds...
A/N: Um hi! So first fanfic! Agh, I'm nervous! Thanks so much for looking! R&R
Neku instinctively pulls out his phone for any messages only to see nothing but the ever present blank screen.
Letting out a sigh he lets his arm drop back down onto the mattress.
It had been about six months since the Game and since he'd invited Joshua to come join them at Hachiko.
Holding up his phone again, Neku pulls up a message silently reading it over again in his mind.
'Thank you for the invite dear~ I might take it up someday… Only since you're my dear, dear Partner'
He could almost hear the giggle that couldn't be transmitted through the message. He smiled letting the phone lay open on the bed.
"Someday," he sighed the smile slowly dissipating. "When will that be?"
He suddenly let out a hacking cough that was worse than 777's on Day 3 with Shiki. Neku was sick. He had gotten a bad cold from getting soaked and not to mention stuck in the freezing rain yesterday.
How was he suppose to know it was going to rain when the sun was shining and the birds seemed to sing assurances of no rain?
Neku learned the hard way: never trust the fucking birds.
He mentally cursed as he let out a sneeze. All this coughing and sneezing was radiating pain to his head.
'Ugh, it was my fault anyways…' he thought taking a tissue from the box a bit peeved.
- Flashback -
As Neku parted ways with his friends as they headed home, he planned to head home as well.
Actually, Neku had planned a lot of things on his way home; get a new umbrella because his last one broke resulting from Beat running it over with his godforsaken skateboard, visit the mural since it was routine, and then call his mom to check up on things (she was a flight attendant so she was rarely at home).
Unfortunately today, Neku was caught in an undertow of thoughts. About a certain Composer.
So when Neku found himself walking towards the statue of Hachiko, he slapped himself gathering a few stares from those passing by.
'God, Neku, what the heck are you hoping for?' he takes a spike of his hair and tugs on it punishingly. 'You're such a dreamer.'
He wanted to see Joshua for various reasons. Neku would never admit this to anyone, but he missed him. Was there something wrong with missing someone you had become somewhat attached to? … Counting out the fact that that person is a complete and utter ass… Not to mention the fact that he killed him…twice… And also the fact that they never told him the truth…
The reasons are obvious as to of why Neku refused to admit he missed Joshua.
In compensation he decided that he merely wanted to punch the idiot. Which in reality was true.
Letting out a sigh he leans on Hachiko deciding it wouldn't hurt to stay. Hope causes his stomach to twist anxiously and Neku pulls out his phone to keep himself preoccupied.
That's when it started raining.
Oh. Hahaha… No... excuse me for lying to you.
That was the biggest understatement I've ever made.
It started fucking pouring in buckets.
Neku snapped his phone shut with an irritable groan and reached a hand into his school bag groping for the much needed umbrella. Feeling nothing realization hit him: It was broken.
"Are you kidding me?" he hissed now exceedingly peeved. The rain was making his hair droop and get in his eyes.
He exhaled and looked back up at the statue in slight dismay.
"So much for my bright idea…" he mumbles. "Sorry, Josh…"
The former Proxy turns and dashes towards the station for shelter.
Lilac eyes follow after him a familiar smirk dancing across their lips.
They take off their propped arm from Hachiko and let out a giggle before disappearing.
- End of Flashback -
Wadding up the tissue and throwing it in the waste basket just beside his desk, Neku falls back against the mattress.
Barely suppressing a prolonged groan he looks at the clock on his bedside table.
"I have been wasting 2 hours of my life and can't do jackshit about it…" he mutters.
'Crystals, blisters
It's all over now
Psycho cane
You're so keen
I need more candy canes…'
Neku jumps slightly startled and picks up his phone looking at the caller id.
Shiki.
"Hey," he says. He winces at how nasally he sounds.
"Hello? Neku? Where are you?" the chipper voice quickly inquires. Her voice only adds to the headache Neku immediately started to feel.
"Sick," he says hoarsely. "I know you guys had planned to head towards the sale or whatever today but-" he was stopped by a sneeze.
"Oh no! You must've gotten caught in that rain!"
"Yeah. Well, tell everyone I said hello, Shiki," he said feeling his nose slowly start to ooze out it contents.
"We'll come over, Neku! Is that alright?"
He finishes blowing his nose on another tissue. "Um, I'd really prefer not because I've got this pounding headache…"
Thinking about the whole group coming to his apartment was a whole different headache he did not need at the moment.
"Hm… how about we just drop off some soup? From Ramen Don?"
"… That'd be fine I guess," Neku says with a small grin.
"We'll be there in a few, okay Neku?"
"And I'll be here."
He hangs up and raises an arm over his eyes to block the morning light streaming through his open window.
Ramen didn't actually sound half as bad.
He turns over on his side thinking about slipping in a nap before his company came.
…Only to come face to face with a smirking pair of lilac eyes.
Jolting right up and hitting his head on the overhead shelf he lets out a string of curses. Then gapes at the teen who carefully sits up beside him avoiding the shelf.
Joshua. Yoshiya fucking Kiryu. The infuriating, selfish, manipulating, and effeminate Composer of Shibuya was sitting here.
In his house.
On Neku's bed.
The ashen-haired blonde let out a giggle.
"Well, hello to you too, Neku."
A/N: Comment? Criticize? Send a random hello? Idk... Whatever is your cup of tea~ *shrugs*