Chapter 5: Intermission Part 3: Flashback Revealed

Disclaimer: I do not own The game the World ends with you or the characters at all. Except for all the made up people in here, and they aren't much. Besides no one would want them anyways XP

Sorry for the super super late update i was updating my other story then my mom went to china which resulted in the loss of the laptop i use (which is her's) and then my incomplete junk is in there so... yeah. Sorry! This chapter is mainly fluff between my 2 OC'S and cliffhangers.

Clearing up any confusion from before, Kemurai's first name is Akiko and her brothers name is Akira.

Let the fun begin....

What happened last chapter....

"What are you doing here Neku?" Keiichi asked as his friends got up slowly and checked to make sure everyone of the opposing gang was unconscious but alive. The man Keiichi was fighting suddenly weakly raised his upper body and aimed a gun at Neku. A single gunshot burst through the stunned silence as Keiichi collapsed to the ground with Neku still in his arms.

"Oni-chan? Oni-chan?!" Neku cried as the world seemed silent and in slow motion to him while the rest of the group quickly called 911 and tried to stop the blood flow from the shot wound.

"…Neku" Keiichi gasped slowly. His dark-brown eyes started to dull from the usual sparkle.

"Yes oni-chan?" Neku grabed his hand as tears fell as fast as the raindrops around them.

"Don't blame yourself..." Keiichi attempted a smile but soon his grip grew limp and his eyes closed slowly. The last thing Neku heard before blacking out was the ambulance.

"Keiichi!" Neku gasped as he found himself lying on the floor, clammy and with tears rolling down his face.

I had a brother? Was Keiichi even my real brother? How could I have forgotten him? Who's my real father?! Millions of questions raced through Neku's mind as he lay on the floor in confusion. He lifted his arm and gripped the desk to raise himself up.

I won't blame myself. But I will blame Keiichi's father. Neku thought murderously as he rustled through the papers in the desk with an aura that screamed hate and sadness.


Now on to chapter 5

Shiki's eyes opened slowly and blinked a few times to get used to the light.

"Neku?..." she yawned as she stretched her arms. She stared blankly at the bed for a few seconds before she realized that it was empty. Shiki stood up sharply and her eyes darted around the room quickly. The blanket slid off her lap and plopped softly onto the floor. Crouching down, Shiki grabbed the blanket to find that when she stepped forward to get up she slipped on the blanket, lost her balance and fell face first onto the floor.

"Ita.... that hurt" she said to herself as she tried to get up. Shiki noticed a small picture under the bed, and stuck under one of the bed legs in the far back. Stretching her arm she tried to grab for it in case it was something important to Kemurai-sempai or maybe it was just plain curiosity. Shiki's fingers almost reached it as she tried to stretch herself without having to put her top half of her body on the extremely dirty floor beneath the bed. Giving up, she lowered herself down onto the floor and slid her body so she could now reach the picture.

"Yes!" she shouted in triumph as she now grasped the picture in her hands. Sitting upright and dusting herself quickly with her hands, she then started to look at the picture. Her eyes and widened in shock and she gasped silently.

"It couldn't be....."

-end Shiki's part. (my first real super cliffy. I'm so proud of myself :D Though it is answered technically later in this chapter.)-


Neku practically trashed his fathers desk in search for his 'godfathers' number. Or address. OR even a zipcode or something. He had to know if Masaru was his father. And why did he just remember what had happened? Could it have been Joshua? Neku's face turned into a grimace as he merely thought of Joshua. Sure he had forgiven him, but that didn't mean he couldn't hold a grudge right? Neku canceled that thought because he hadn't even know about what happened to Keiichi or Masaru before he entered the game. Hell, now that he thought about it he didn't even think once of their existence when he was closed off in his own little world.

"I guess i was that broken huh?" he thought to himself sadly.

"More like ignorant and stubborn" was the immediate response to his other thought and he scoffed in bitterness. But now.... he had friends. And perhaps a love. Though probably unrequited he mused. His mind then went back to the task at hand as his previous happy thoughts went flying out the window. Well not entirely out the window but at least pushed away into the far corners of his mind. For now. Neku suddenly heard the faint creak of the door and turned sharply around. Thoughts and questions flew through his mind as he attempted to cover up the huge mess he had made of his fathers desk but was caught like a deer in headlights as his father opened the door with a tired expression, which quickly turned to anger, shock and a bit of confusion. Neku meanwhile was shocked still, but not because of him being caught, but because of the familiar face he had just seen in his nightmare/memory.

"Keiichi's... dad?" he asked in confusion as his 'father's' face turned entirely to shock.

-end Neku's part. Wow lots of cliffys.-


Kemurai sighed as she stared blankly at the television. Flashes of random shows were oblivious to her eyes as she reminisced in her memories. Of.... him. It always brought tears to her eyes whenever she thought back, but yet at the same time she was always happy to remember his smile and laugh.

flashback

Kemurai sat in the library, deeply engrossed inside the book. Her long purple hair was a bit less curly than it was now and she wore thick black glasses. Not caring much for her appearance, her top was a plain white t-shirt and some whitewashed jeans. Orange sandals tapped against the floor as she listened to a song in her head. Her hands absentmindedly fiddled with her orange bookmark but suddenly was stopped softly by someones else s hand. She looked up to see her collage classmate Masaru. He wore a navy blue hat that blended with some stray strands of navy blue hair and a t-shirt and slightly ripped/worn down jeans. He raised his eye-brow at their almost-matching clothes.

"What do you need Masaru-san?" she asked quickly. Usually she would be less sharp and softer, but she was DEEP inside her book and a character was on the brink of death.

"just curious of what you're reading Kiko-chan" he grinned.

Kemurai frowned slightly at her pet name and turned her head back to her 'book'. Masaru swiftly grabbed the cover and slipped it off to reveal the newest volume of D Gray Man

"Wha- what do you think you're doing?!" she cried out in embarrassment.

"So the school's top student likes to read mangaaa?" he teased as he waved the book cover around.

"Give- it- back-!" she whispered furiously as she swiped in vain at the book cover.

"On one agreement" he said, suddenly with a serious expression. His finger was at her mouth in a shush motion as he inched closer.

"Only... if... you...agree...to" he breathed, and with each word he came closer. By the time he said 'to' his mouth was next to her ear and she blushed furiously at the closeness.

"If i what?" she managed to say with an extremely flustered face.

"If you... tell me who your favorite character is!" he grinned. Kemurai blinked a few times in blankness before she realized what he said and sighed in relief.

"What you'd think i'd sayy kiko-chaan?" he smiled.

"perhaps something like a k-"

"Lavi! Lavi's my favorite character!" she shouted in panic for the word that was going to come out of his devious mouth. The bad part was that he was right. She had thought that he would say that word. The EVEN worse part was that she wanted to. Shaking those thoughts away, she tried to ignore the curious stares by some of the sparse number of people in the library.

"Lavi huh... That red haired guy?" Masaru commented.

"His hair is orange! Orange!" she whispered as loud as she could. Masaru just shrugged and slipped the book from her unwary hands.

"So you like orange huh?" he teased while swinging her bookmark + book.

"Isn't my hair a bit orange?" he grinned.

"Masaru-san!" she said with an embarrassed blush on her face. He seemed a bit surprised and a bit curious about the light red color, coating her cheeks.

"How about this. I give you back your bookmark and book, and you drop the san." he smiled. Kemurai didn't get a chance to answer for suddenly the start if an UVERworld song blared out. Masaru quickly fumbled in his pockets to grab his phone as he flipped it open, he grinned and waved bye to Kemurai and sent a sheepish smile to the annoyed readers in the library.

"Masaru huh.."Kemurai murmured to herself, then smiled softly before going back to her book/manga.

End Flashback

Tears slid down her pale cheeks as Kemurai turned off the television. Pulling her blanket up to her face, she slowly fell asleep. With salty tear tracks marking her thoughts and memories.

End of Chapter 5


Wow. Short. Sweet. Sad. Right? No?

My ringtone is also UVERworld so i just threw it in. Note: it's a Jrock band so it matchs Masaru well. You readers just found about who HIM is right?! Assumptions and predictions are welcomed with open arms. Reviews are taken with me throwing a giant chocolate unicorn at you. Random? Yes. Yummy? no duh!

Review? Please? T.T