Warnings: Sexual themes, sexual acts, almostnotquitethere!lime, after game, nonsensical plot(?)

Author's Note: This was a random idea that hit me and I just had to write. If I didn't I think I would have had issues writing anything else. This story is amazing in the spontaneous plot I created and I think I love it. Would love to revisit this world in a future fic or another theme. ALSO, first ever attempt at anything lime/lemony so let me know what you think about it on that front would you? Thanks much!

92. All That I Have

Neku was raised to believe he was normal, average, nothing special or different in any shape or form. Even after being killed, playing a game of life or death for three weeks and then being resurrected, Neku still felt he was normal, average, nothing special or different - if not a bit emo, but that was expected from him in waves - so he thought nothing of it.

And then his sixteenth birthday came rolling around on the calendar. The night before, his parents removed him from his friends' sides and locked him in the house. Not even an hour before midnight, the two parental units revealed something that stated in all too clear terms that Neku was not normal, not average, and was special and different.

Neku Sakuraba was a succubus.

The soon to be sixteen year old in question stared at his parents in shock. They weren't the type of people to pull a prank of this magnitude, so he could do nothing but believe them. "What?" That is, of course, after a huge wave of dumbfounded questions. "What do you mean I'm a succubus? I'm a boy! Aren't I supposed to be an incubus or something?"

His father shook his head, tutting slightly. "Your great-great-grandmother Lilith would throw a fit if she could hear you now."

"Who?" Even his mother questioned who the woman was, not really a surprise given his mother's history.

His father rolled his eyes at that, all too aware of his wife's forgetfulness. It was a miracle Neku hadn't inherited it. "You don't remember Lilith? The really pretty woman at your fifth birthday party?" Neku's mind briefly reminded him of a woman with golden-brown hair and a curvaceous figure. He remembered her giving him a hug, her touching his ears, his mouth and his hair before giving his parents a nod. "She was coming to confirm that you have the gene. You're a succubus."

"B-but... Mom!" Neku turned toward her, fumbled with his headphones, and placed them on the coffee table nearby and ran a hand through his hair. "Why? Is something horrible supposed to happen on my birthday? Why does it matter now?" She just reached over and patted the top of his head, in what she probably hoped was a soothing manner.

His father continued to explain, "Neku, you were born at 1:01 am. At that time, your body is going to begin to crave energy. Unfortunately for you, we live somewhat in a dead zone, so no random passersby will really help you. You need energy and you'll need it for a while."

"A succubus?" Neku's voice was getting higher pitched, almost as if he was having a hard time breathing.

"Yes, a succubus." His mother crossed her arms and she gave him a stern, motherly glare. "Would you prefer to be called a siren? That is another name for what you are." She smirked, a facial expression that Neku immediately associated with death, destruction, and cross-dressing. "You draw men in with your wiles and feed from them."

"Mom~!" Neku never sounded more like a whiny teenager than now. "Must you?"

She giggled in response. The clocks chimed midnight and Neku knew that things were going to suck even more from now on.

"Do..." The succubus shifted from foot to foot, glancing at the clock every so many seconds, as if asking time to slow down for him, to give him more time. "Do I have to sleep with people?"

"No," his father sighed. "It isn't required however doing so puts less strain on your body. Otherwise you are stuck going to crowded areas and hoping that someone brushes close enough to you to drain them."

"I can't kill anyone, right?"

"You could, but that's only if you focus on feeding from one particular person just by being in contact. That's why we recommend a crowded area. It takes longer but it's easier to drain others without worrying about them dropping dead." His father gave a chuckle. "Why do you think I work where I work?"

Neku couldn't help but concede the point. His father worked on the busiest floor in one of the busiest company's in Tokyo. Even with all his experience and credentials, he remained in a small cubical in a high traffic area. Which following the logic, wouldn't that be unnecessary if his parents procreated more? Neku couldn't help but cringe at the thought.

"So I'm doomed to live off other people's life energy?"

"Pretty much," his father offered a smile despite the morbid conversation. "Look at it this way, you don't have to consume food anymore so that bill will go down." His father continued to explain the mating habits of succubi and incubi, which only left Neku cringing even more. Part of his mind wondered why his parents hadn't just given him this side of the conversation when the first sex talk occurred? Saved him all the trouble.

As 1:01am came closer, his mother urged Neku to dress conservatively and take a walk around Shibuya, hopefully Shibuya would be her usual self and offer tons of souls for Neku to naturally feed from. With no other form of guidance, his parents handed him his charged cell phone and practically threw him out of their residence.

Neku began walking the streets of Shibuya, flipping his cell phone open and closed in nervous habit. His parents didn't even let him keep his headphones, which made wandering some of the darkened streets a bit unnerving to the teenager.

He sighed and headed straight for the Scramble Crossing, the most populated area possible other than the 104 on sale-days. His cell phone beeped with a text message from his parents, wishing him luck as the time struck 1:00am. Neku read the message a second time when the time in the upper left corner of the screen changed.

An overwhelming need rose up deep inside the newly-informed succubus and Neku stumbled into a nearby wall. He panted for breath, clutching his stomach. It felt like his insides were tearing and ripping apart, and Neku could feel his heart freeze in his chest at random intervals. He dropped his cell phone and slid down the wall to the concrete below.

He could hear the sound of ripping, his hands clenched in his shirt so tight he was ripping it under the pressure. He continued to pant for breath, his eyesight beginning to blur and fuzz around the edges. Neku clenched his eyes shut, all sound leaving his senses and terror began to seep into his emotions. Neku lashed out at nothing, only wanting to curl into a fetal position as the want and need and urge after urge to just find food.

A hand gingerly pressed onto Neku's head, as if letting him know someone else was there. Immediately the bit of skin contact flared the want deep in his chest. The fingers threaded through his hair before a second hand joined the first. The hands tilted Neku's face up, the teen's eyes remaining closed. Finger tips traced his cheekbones, his jaw before tilting Neku's head up more.

Neku still took shaky breaths, he couldn't hear anything but the energy flowing into him just by touch felt so good. So warm and welcoming, and Neku wanted more, oh how he wanted more! Breath brushed against his face, and Neku felt himself leaning into it. Lips pressed against his and Neku reacted. His hands let go of his shirt to cling to the one kissing him. His grip tightened and he pressed himself as close as possible, uncurling from the position he had on the ground to being on his knees and arms tangled in the other's shirt.

The succubus opened his mouth, prompting the other to follow and Neku groaned at the energy that flowed from the other person into him directly. As he felt warmth brush against his lips, Neku felt as if he wanted to climb into the other's skin, as even more energy flowed. Did it always taste this good? Why didn't his parents tell him this? The other attempted to pull away and Neku practically wrapped himself around the other, trying to prevent it.

However the other was slightly stronger and the warmth and energy and lips were cut off. As if the volume on the television was being turned up, sound invaded Neku's senses, followed by the smell of something inherently light, almost fluffy in some way. And then, came the sound Neku would recognize anywhere.

A giggle.

His eyes shot open and in the blur of colors a face remained easily recognized. "Josh," he gasped, attempting to reel back but was getting caught in the elaborate knots his hands had weaved in his grip. Neku was quick to realize Joshua's arms were wrapped around his waist, a hand even up the back of his shirt.

"Neku," Joshua nodded, offering a smile. Neku wanted to pull away but waves of energy were filtering into his body via Joshua's hands, and still the need raged deep inside.

"What are you doing here?" Neku continued to squirm somewhat, focusing mostly on trying to get his hands free from Joshua's now slightly ruined shirt.

"Well," Joshua drawled, tugging Neku closer and offering a smile. "I was doing my daily check up on Shibuya and she told me to check up on our Proxy." His smile dropped slightly. "Your music was completely messed up. And then when you kissed me it all made sense."

Neku flushed, still caught in Joshua's clutches.

"Came into your inheritance huh?" Joshua began swaying with Neku, as if trying to lead him into a dance. "I have a solution to that."

The succubus paused in his struggling, looking up at Joshua almost hopefully. "You do?"

"You can feed from me, as often as you need."

"Wait, what?" Neku began struggling again. "No, I could kill you! That's why I gotta get to Scramble, there's bound to be people there. Mom and Dad says it's easier to feed a little bit and -"

Joshua gave another giggle. "Neku, dear, I am directly connected to our Shibuya. I have practically limitless energy at my command. I doubt you could drain me dry."

"But," Neku made a stream of nonsensical noises, finally managing to get his hands untangled before throwing himself far away from Joshua's grip. Immediately something inside Neku screeched in disapproval. "Mom and Dad said I had to take from multiple people. Not just one. I can't, they said, I-" He searched for words and couldn't understand why he was so against it. Joshua did have a logical reason. But what did he get out of it? There had to be a catch. "What do you get out of it anyway? I would be draining you and Shibuya of energy! Isn't that a bad thing?"

Joshua got a thoughtful look on his face. "You do have a point there, dear. What do I get out of it?" A gleam appeared in his eyes and Neku felt a shiver go down his spine, not sure how to read it: perverted or opportunistic... or both. "How about this? You do the paperwork the Game is required to fill out for me, and you can feed whenever you want."

"Uh, no." Neku cringed at the thought of having to fill out forms on dead people. "I'll pass."

Joshua scowled, picking up Neku's cell phone and tossing it to him. "Let me know if you change your mind. Good luck feeding off the tainted energy here." Neku watched as Joshua seemed to faze out, or disappear in the sound of static or white noise.

Neku glanced at his phone, surprised at the time. He closed the flip phone and glanced towards 104 and Scramble Crossing. The need wasn't so great anymore, so maybe he could hold off until tomorrow to feed from others.

Yeah, he thought, glancing at the screen again in what was easily becoming force of habit, he'd try again tomorrow.

- All That I Have -

Neku stood in Scramble Crossing, his whole body tense and asking for something more. As much as he hated to admit it, Joshua was right. The energy here was just not right. It didn't taste right? If he had to explain it Neku would probably struggle to find the words. It was just not right. His body, his inner succubus as he was beginning to call it, cringed at the feeling of the energy he got from the other teenagers and young adults that crowded the Scramble.

But he refused to go to Joshua. He was going to give it his all, he would survive off the crappy energy if necessary. He had to prove he could survive like this on his own. His parents opened the doors, so he had to make due with what was offered.

Even though what Joshua offered was a thousand times better and wonderful - gave him a tingling feeling in his insides when he thought of it - and was just more. He would survive off this. He would!

Neku wandered through the crowd towards 104, hoping for a sale day of some kind. Maybe the energy would be better? He paused, cringing as he thought about it. More unlikely. Undoubtedly the energy would be worse, all those people fighting over the special offers and trying to save as much money as possible.

He glanced up at the sky, seeing only clouds and the tops of buildings. Did he really want to eat that disgusting energy? Especially when something that was so -

Neku stopped mid-thought. Joshua had to be imprinting on him. Why else would his thoughts be completely focused on that energy Joshua fed him? "Dammit Josh," he cursed, getting a few random passerby's attention. He clenched his fists and mentally vowed he would live off this energy if it was the last thing he did. He would give it his all.

- All That I Have -

Apparently his all wasn't enough. Neku was clinging to his door frame. The succubus was demanding he'd go to Joshua and agree to his terms, if only to taste that wonderful energy once again. But Neku still refused to cooperate. His mother was in the kitchen, making herself some tasty dinner. It certainly smelled good but unfortunately eating it no longer did anything for Neku.

His mother was now the only human one in the family. Which Neku found ironic, considering she was the weirdest acting out of the three of them. Her memory was horrible and at times Neku even suspected she forgot who he and his father were. He glanced over at her, whistling as she fried something in the pan. "Mom, don't let me go!"

"Neku, love, if your succubus says to go then go." She smiled brightly. "That's how your father found me. Of course he's an incubus so maybe the method behind it is different." She shrugged and went right back to cooking.

"Mom~" Neku whined as another wave of longing hit him.

"Huh?" Her son scowled as once again the occasional memory lapse hit her. She stared down at the frying pan unblinking. "What was I cooking?"

"Mom!"

She snapped her attention back to her son and smiled again. "Oh, I thought you left already. Go, go." She practically shooed him out of the house as black smoke began emitting from the stove. Neku kept glancing back inside, only deciding to head towards Scramble when he heard his mother say something along the lines of, "Oh that shouldn't be smoking."

The succubus glanced at his cell phone, not even flipping it open before finally deciding to follow the urges he had. He turned up the volume on his mp3 layer and stomped his way towards the Shibuya River. He meandered his way through the random crowds, subconsciously reaching his hands out and brushing against the people he passed by. This way he was able to pick up tidbits of energy, but nothing would taste as good as Joshua's.

Under the freeway, past a statue and Neku found himself at the River. He didn't even bother knocking on the invisible wall, just passed right through and stepped into the Dead God's Pad. Neku's eyes rested on the bright, almost invisible, adult form of the Composer. His eyes were that all too familiar purple.

"Ah, Neku," the voice was deep, resonated with something deep inside, and Neku stomped his way up to the most powerful man in Shibuya. When Neku was within arms reach, the Composer changed into the form Neku knew best. "I was wondering how long it'd take for you to show up. I thought -" Neku shoved the Composer onto the stiff leather couch and straddled his hips.

Neku pulled Joshua into a kiss, delighting in the energy that ran through him. This was the energy he craved. He felt Joshua's hands settle on his waist and the Composer-turned-teenager had a delightful little smirk on his face that Neku traced with his tongue. A chuckle was his response, a sound much different than the giggle Neku associated with Joshua, but still welcome as he began snogging the energy out of Joshua, his hands tangled in his hair.

Joshua groaned, his fingers tightening his grip on Neku's waist, pulling him closer. Neku pulled away to get air before tilting his head and resuming to kiss Joshua. He nipped at Josh's bottom lip, almost tugging on it before meeting Joshua's tongue in a dance. Neku kept wanting more, and after three successive kisses Neku moved his attention to Joshua's neck. Joshua gave a noise like a purr, running one hand up the back of Neku's shirt, the other moving to his ass, squeezing it in time with the small suckling Neku was giving his collarbone.

Neku whimpered, his forehead resting against Joshua's chest. "More," he whined.

Joshua didn't remove his hands from Neku, knowing that the more skin contact Neku had the better. He gave a smile, kissing the crown of Neku's head. "Yes, yes, I know." Neku caught the hint of smugness in his voice and scowled.

"Please?" Neku practically grinded his hips against Joshua's, his hands once again in a death grip in Joshua's clothes. At Joshua's gasp, Neku barely pressed his lips to Josh's, eyes half lidded, and asked again, "please?"

Joshua gave Neku a small kiss, a bare brush of lips in comparison to the full-fledged snogging session Neku was attempting to initiate. "Soon Neku."

Neku pulled back, his lips a bright red, eyes still somewhat lidded, clothes all mussed, looking the very image of sexual desire. "What do you mean, soon?"

Joshua gave a very evil smirk, handing Neku what appeared to be a fountain pen. "Take care of ten forms, and I'll give you what you want." Joshua winked at the succubus before fazing out and appearing on the other side of the pad, next to a desk that had a foot high pile of paperwork waiting for him.

Neku's standard scowl appeared more like a pout. "Bitch."

"Paperwork doesn't finish itself Nekky."

"You might if you keep this attitude up." Joshua lost himself in a fit of giggles at Neku's comment, the succubus throwing himself into the office chair. The paperwork wasn't so bad, not in comparison to the payments he received.