A/N: Thanks so much to PhoenixFlame63, PikaQuote, Grace of The Feathered Pen, jade-song, Twisted Shadow Rose, and Soul Ninjas (fellow ninja!) for the favs and follows! That's… *counts* holy shiza six new favs/follows! Gwah~ *jumping around my room, stuffing me and my fat self with truffles* I wouldn't be writing if it weren't for you guys :'3

To Anon-san: I knew something was weird with the title! My beta (I finally got one! WOO!) had pointed that out but I forgot about it… *scratches cheek sheepishly* But thanks so much! ( ^ w ^ )/ I see your reviews everywhere on FFn!

Special thanks to SkiesandFairytales you are the greatest beta ever :) *gives hugs and cookies* Or would you want brookies? :3

(Er, this isn't beta-ed though. I didn't want to bother her because she was busy ( o w o"))

When I woke up the next morning, I thought I'd wake up to the sound of giggling. To be precise, Joshua's giggling. Or maybe a, 'Good morning sunshine~" like he always did in the Game at the start of a new day, that fruitcake…

However, I woke up the next morning to the sound of rain pelting my window. I sat up blearily, a bit disoriented taking in the navy blue comforter before turning towards the din of falling water to stare at the monochromatic grey sky that got darker the further I looked. A sharp twinge from my temple tore my gaze away. Great, a headache. Joshua wasn't even here. The ones I've gotten before from him just being there weren't even be able to touch this one. I writhed into my hands, and torrent of curses tumbled out of my mouth at the pain as if it would make anything any better.

Shit… Where's that Tylenol?

I made my way through the hallway to the bathroom, haphazardly stumbling from being only half awake and the throbbing pain that had developed and felt like it was pushing - punching - my eyeballs out. I open the medicine cabinet behind the small mirror and scanned the small shelves looking for the headache medicine. My eye catches the red cap and I exhale a breath of relief and twist the lid.

Empty.

I stare at it a moment in disbelief before barely resisting the urge to bang my head against the mirror while screaming 'What the hell?!' However, I immediately think of my mom coming back from her business trip and giving me an earful about being civilized to anything and everything.

Civilized my ass. How could I be civilized when someone left an empty bottle of pain killers in the medicine cabinet? It's injustice, mockery, and bullshit all in one action; killing three birds with one stone. Speaking of birds, I really ought to strangle one for being cause of this shit…

(Although, now that I look back, I'm pretty sure I was just PMS-ing that day, seeing as I was sick… But then again, who the hell just does that?)

I gave up and sent the empty bottle into the trash with a scowl before trudging into the kitchen in search of some food to take my mind off of the annoying throb. My eye caught sight of the plastic bag sitting on the dining room table, and I recognize the slightly blurred logo of Ramen Don. I mentally thank Shiki for the much needed food before setting it in the microwave. I was too lazy to transfer it into a bowl.

My fingers drummed over the counter's surface as I waited for the process to end. The ache had tapered off into a dull pain, but still randomly spiked, causing a whole body wince. I remember once during the Game Joshua had bought one of those stuffed bunnies from Lapin Angelique. I swear, it was more demonic than Shiki's stupid pig. It had buttons for eyes that stared at me and gave me goosebumps… and great, I found myself idly thinking about Joshua. Again. I moderately blamed it on the stupid malady that prevented me from doing anything useful aside from bitching about Joshua and headaches. Huh, those two always came together. Always conspiring something against me... Why the hell did I even think about that stupid bunny?

The microwave gave a prolonged beep and I pulled out the bowl slowly, making sure none of the soup sloshed out and spilled.

As I sat hunched over the disposable bowl of ramen shoveling noodles in my mouth, I mentally steeled myself for Joshua's appearance. He would probably show up right beside me, sitting in the recliner commenting on how bad of an actor the person was on the TV; or in the kitchen when I got finished with my ramen eating something else from my fridge in all his smirking glory. Maybe he'd even levitate something to freak me out like he always does. Or maybe he'd have the decency to actually be a normal being and knock on the door. I rolled my eyes at the thought, not feeling the corner of my mouth perk up slightly. Now that would be the day…

But as the day continued on… I was all alone. Shiki called after she got out of school, and Beat had sent a text with a hello from Rhyme and himself, but nothing from the ashen-haired teen. It left me feeling… empty… and angry at myself.

'You actually thought he'd come back?' a voice in the back of my mind said. 'You thought he cared?'

It didn't help that my headache was hurting even more. I made my way to my bedroom again, contemplating whether or not I should get some more sleep or trash my room and scream incoherently for a couple hours. It was already loud enough in my head.

But that all became moot once I opened my bedroom door and my eyes caught sight of the bottle. The bottle Joshua tried giving me yesterday. I froze, half expecting Joshua to come out from a hiding place and say, 'Miss me, Nekky?' but after the first minute or two of nothing happening, I stepped forward. And then, I slowly sat down on my bed, as the springs creaked, I reached for the bottle before grabbing a pillow and laying back on the comforters. It was odd. The bottle looked ordinary and the pills too…

'I'm not going to leave that here seeing as it might be dangerous left in the RG.'

"What did you mean?" I said to the air.

I could almost imagine that goddamn crooked smirk. 'Hmm… Wouldn't you like to know?'

"Shut up," I muttered as I squeezed my pillow and buried my face in the fabric. "I actually thought you'd be here today, can you believe that?"

His voice comes back with a mocking laugh. 'You didn't really expect that much from me, did you?'

I try to ignore the stupid ache that was now forming in my chest. I didn't know what to expect from him… Did I want to? I don't know. I don't know. After all, what were you suppose to expect from someone who shot you twice and killed you, and for some apparent reason brought you back to life? Yeah, I don't know either.

'Just be a good little Proxy and take your medicine, Neku.'

I immediately sat up and hurled the bottle at the wall and watched the plastic smack against the hard wall before it rolled to the floor.

Like hell I was.

A/N: Awe! Poor Neku :'( I know this was a short chapter, but the next one will be longer, I promise! :3 And Joshy will not be MIA anymore~ I've got stuffs to do so peace out and as always review! :D