Wishes
Stage 9 - The Show
"The boy who should have been called 'Sakuraba Neku' in my stead…"
Joshua frowned as he sipped his tea gingerly, staring out of Neku's apartment window, unsure what to make of Neku's words as he watched the rain fall harshly against the window. They kept repeating in his head over and over again, and while he could guess, he wasn't sure if what he was thinking was correct or not, and he really didn't like to make rash assumptions.
He looked back toward the Kyuubi's bedroom and frowned. After returning to the apartment, Neku had gone straight to bed and dove under the covers falling asleep not even so long after. He hadn't responded to Joshua's questions about the nature of his statement in the slightest.
As he sat there, though, a thought suddenly came to him. '…Shouldn't Neku be at school, actually? The alarm clock said it was Saturday, so he should've-'
"Tadaima!"
Joshua almost jumped out of his seat when the front door was shut only a few seconds after the call came. And barely two seconds after, Joshua blinked. 'Wait… that voice was… huh?'
As he stood and turned around, it was just in time to see a single person—obviously male—take off his shoes at the entrance after setting aside a hefty looking shoulder bag and a grocery bag. The man released a heavy sigh once he had done so, and then reached up to remove the hood of his raincoat.
"Phew… I suppose summer is finally over…" he murmured, just before he glanced up solemnly, a pair of white eyes with slitted pupils locking onto Joshua's.
The man had the same, spiked red mane as Neku did and for all accounts and purposes, it really could have been him, but his eyes were a stark white, the only exception being the pupils. He was even dressed in some of Neku's J&M clothes. When he saw Joshua, he looked almost surprised, but the expression was gone soon enough, and this left him with a look that was almost blank.
"…Oh," he said suddenly, his voice calm and almost casual. "I was not expecting to see you here…"
Those words, for some odd reason, caused Joshua to frown darkly. There was just something about this guy that seemed… off. And it wasn't just the fact that he looked so much like Neku… though that was also rather disconcerting.
"…who are you?" the Composer demanded icily.
"Ichi," the redhead said simply, not seeming the least bit affected by the Composer's tone. He looked around for a moment, before he turned back to Joshua. "I assume that Master is asleep already, then," he said solemnly, and walked further into the house and headed straight for the kitchen, carrying the grocery bag with him.
"He-hey wait just a-"
"You can act as though I am not here," Ichi said simply, beginning to stash away all the groceries he had brought. "Though if my presence upsets you so much, I will leave once I finish here."
Joshua frowned in obvious suspicion. This… "Ichi"… he acted as though he had every right to be here. Like he actually belonged there. This fact made Joshua want to frown angrily, though as it was, he only clenched his fists to the point where he almost drew blood.
"…Ah, right," Ichi said suddenly, producing a small package covered in plastic, small drops of condensation rolling along the material. Without a second longer wasted, he tossed it toward Joshua, who instinctively caught it in both hands - and almost let it go again with a startled cry when the freezing cold package touched his skin. "Could you take that to Master? He was expecting it."
After he had adjusted his hold on the small object, Joshua once more suppressed a frown. "Master, you say… and who is this master of yours, hm?"
Ichi looked to Joshua as though he were stupid, before he rolled his eyes and went back to putting the groceries away. "The one you all call Sakuraba Neku. Whom else? Now could you please hurry before the pop melts?"
'…why is this guy calling Neku "Master"?' Joshua wondered with a small, confused hum, even as he headed toward the Kyuubi's bedchamber, if only to get away from Ichi. 'Is this guy another Kitsune? Or…'
Sighing slightly in annoyance after he had shut the door behind him, the Composer rubbed his temple, before he looked over to the slumbering daiyoukai. He had not moved an inch since Josh had left the room about three hours before ('Why am I still here anyway? Oh right… because this guy's worried "big brother" is out for my blood…'), with his hands resting along his stomach. Curiously, his hands formed a diamond shape over his stomach.
"…Well… may as well face the music…" he murmured, walking over and plopping down on the edge of the bed. As he sat there, he frowned as he watched Neku. If he couldn't hear the Proxy's distinct Music, he'd almost swear he wasn't breathing. "…Nekuuu. Wakey wakey, dear. You slept long enough," Joshua cooed.
Shockingly, this got absolutely no response from the slumbering Proxy, whereas normally it would've at least made him twitch. Then again, that was always when he was awake.
Shaking his head with a sigh, Joshua reached out and took hold of Neku's shoulders, lightly shaking him. "Neku, rise and shine, dear."
Neku groaned briefly as his breathing became more noticeable, and then he blinked his eyes open. "…wha now?" he slurred out.
Joshua didn't even bother resisting the urge to giggle when Neku sleepily rubbed at his eyes with his fists. And even then, it took Neku several moments before he could look at Joshua properly.
"Sorry to disturb your beauty sleep, dear," the Composer chuckled out, earning him a sleepy "don't call me that". "However, your little 'servant' requested I bring this to you," he finished, holding up the plastic wrapper.
"…my serv… …oh, Ichi…" Neku rubbed his temple briefly even as he snagged the small item from Joshua's already loose grip. "Is it so late already?" he mumbled as he pulled carefully on the plastic wrapper and produced a light blue-colored rectangular popsicle from it. "Oh well…"
And without another word, the daiyoukai popped the ice-cold treat into his mouth, while Joshua only watched curiously. The redhead seemed to have no intentions of explaining anything about Ichi, at all, and seemed to be more than content to just sit there, eating a popsicle… sucking it… licking…
Joshua almost immediately gave himself a firm and hard mental slap when he found where his thoughts were going. Shaking the matter off, he decided to pop the question that was weighing down his mind.
"Say, Neku, I was wondering…"
"Hmhmm?" Neku hummed around his popsicle.
"What precisely did you mean when you mentioned 'the boy who should have been called 'Sakuraba Neku' in your stead'?"
For once, there was no immediate response from the youkai (maybe because he was more focused on his ice-cream). After a few moments however;
"Sakuraba Neku was stillborn."
"There!" Ichi exclaimed as he closed the cabinets with a soft slam. "That's the last of the groceries… now I just have to work on homework… oy."
Just as he made to head for the living room, though, the front door opened up and a chipper voice called out: "Tadaima."
Ichi blinked once, then looked outside—where it was still raining—and finally sighed, grabbing a towel and heading for the entrance. "You're late, Hachi," he said simply as he tossed the cloth at the silverette who had just closed the door behind him, hitting him right in the kisser.
"Oomph! Hihi. Happy to see you, too, dear," Hachi giggled out after he had lowered the towel enough to be able to see Ichi.
"Don't call me that… and keep it down; your source's still here," Ichi snarled as he went to the living room.
Hachi blinked as he dried his hair whilst taking off his shoes. After wrapping the towel around his head like a turban, he started walking after Ichi curiously. "He is? Whatever for? I was assuming he would leave soon."
"That makes two…" Ichi mumbled as he pulled out his books. "I suppose something happened.
"Hmm… and what do you think happened?" Hachi crooned in Ichi's ear as he leaned over the back of the couch.
"…Not now, Hachi. Later."
"Awww, but whyyyy?"
"Because I have homework to finish."
"But tomorrow is Sunday. You can do it tomorrow."
"Hachi, shut up."
"…hihi."
"Gah! HACHI!" Ichi cried out when the sopping wet towel was deposited on his head.
"Hihi. Woopsie."
"Oh that's it!"
"…s… stillborn…?"
Dear god, how Joshua hated hearing that word. He wished it had never been needed at all, but, unfortunately, that was something that not even a Composer could change.
"…Twenty years ago… Sakuraba Meiko was brought to the local hospital to give birth to her first child…" Neku said, not looking up to face Joshua at all and only occasionally licking his popsicle. "Back then, they were all sure she'd be okay… they always do. And yet…"
Joshua waited, but when nothing was said, he asked slowly: "How…?"
"…He wouldn't start breathing on his own…" Neku whispered. "Once the navel-cord was removed… his breathing wouldn't start… no matter how often he was hit…"
"…So you took on his shape… why?"
"Wrong."
"…hm?"
"I didn't 'take his shape'… I 'became' him."
"…isn't that the same thing?"
"No. Not quite. Taking his shape insinuates that what you see now is only an illusion. A simple matter of shape-shifting. No… I transferred my disembodied soul into his body… and I forced his lungs to work as they should. I forced him to breathe… and thus I became 'Sakuraba Neku'."
Joshua wasn't sure how to respond to that. If what the Kyuubi was saying was true, then that meant that from the very beginning, Sakuraba Neku had always been an all-powerful daiyoukai. There had never been another Sakuraba Neku; just the one sitting before him right then.
Which meant…
"…So that's what you meant…" he murmured absently.
"Yeah… the soul that should have been in this body… has probably already been reborn by now… oh snaps!" Neku hissed suddenly as he realized that his popsicle was melting all over his hand. "Dammit…" he snarled, switching hands and quickly licked up the steady stream threatening to cover his left hand as well before moving to his right hand to properly clean his limb.
As he did, however, he seemed to completely miss the breathless gasp Joshua let out upon the sight. He couldn't look away from Neku's mouth as he licked and sucked on his own hand in an attempt to get all of the liquid that had dribbled onto his hand.
It actually reminded him of…
"Ahh…! N-Nek-uuuaah…!" Joshua wailed, his hips instinctively trying to snap up to meet Neku's ministrations, but the Proxy's right hand kept him in place, while his other hand kept the Composer's hands secured in place. He was so glad that his voice didn't overshoot Shibuya's almost endless stream of music, because he didn't even want to think of what people—or worse, Reapers—would think if they saw them like this; with him pressed up against a wall in an alleyway and Neku's mouth wrapped tightly around Joshua's throbbing manhood as he moved in a steady rhythm—let alone he was humming while doing so. "Ne-Nekuuu! P-please n-no! W-we're in the middle of th–oohh–the st-streeeet! If-if so-someone sees—"
Joshua broke off with a shrill cry as Neku lightly bit down, before moving back and releasing Joshua with an audible pop. "If someone cares to watch, then let 'm," he crooned, his eyes darkened by lust, the vertical pupils filling almost the entire iris, all while still rubbing the silverette's cock. "I'm sure we're not the first to have sex in some alley, after all."
"T-that's not… aah!"
"Mmm… you talk too much, Yoshiya. Besides, you've been hard since the moment I dragged you in here. So just shush and enjoy."
"Ne… Nek… kuuuuu-hah! Oh god…! Ah… hah… hah… Ah!"
Joshua tried to object, but the fox had already gone back to sucking him off, drawing loud, though slightly muffled, moans from the Composer. As much as he hated to admit it, even to himself, the thought of someone looking into the alley and seeing them like that aroused him, and not just a little bit, either. Josh tried to keep his voice down by biting his lip, but he was not having much luck with it, since Neku knew exactly what to do to get Joshua to moan or whimper.
"Hah… hah… hah… N-Nek…uuuuuh…!" Joshua struggled against the wave of pleasure shooting up his spine, but it was no use and he soon released with a strangled cry, body tensing against the wall before he slumped down into Neku's arms. And once he had gotten his bearings back, he almost whimpered as Neku absently busied himself with licking all of Joshua's cum off his fingers, though the look the Kyuubi sent him set his blood on fire before it had the chance to cool.
Joshua quickly shook his head, and he was glad he had one of his legs crossed over the other so that Neku (hopefully) wouldn't notice his growing 'problem'. Thankfully, though, Neku seemed to be more interested in finishing his pop than he was in Joshua at the moment.
So, taking the opportunity, Joshua rose from the bed and headed for the door. "I'll get some tissues for that," he said as an excuse, throwing a small smirk over his shoulder. "Don't wipe your hands off on the bed now, dear."
"What do I look like? Ten years old? And stop calling me that!" Neku snarled out.
'Heh… looks like he's back to his normal "cheery" self,' Joshua thought absently as he walked through the door, quietly shutting it behind himself as he went.
"Ow!" Joshua blinked when he heard the hushed exclamation, which was shortly followed by a whispered: "Was… was that necessary Ic-cchhiiiii! Oh goddess stop that!"
Now if Joshua had been wise, he would have headed for the kitchen, grabbed the tissues and walked back to Neku without ever sparing the source of the noises a glance. Unfortunately, curiosity was not something Joshua experienced a lot, which made it hard–if not downright impossible–to ignore what he had just heard. So instead of doing what he should've done, he did the one thing he should not have done; turn his head and search for the source of the sound.
And what he found caused his body to freeze in place.
Pressed up against the wall by a crouching Ichi was someone who Joshua could swear was a perfect replica of himself, down to the clothes he was wearing (with the pants and underwear laying by his foot), one of his hands clinging to Ichi's shoulder and the other held in a fist by his mouth, which he was currently biting down on to the point where he almost drew blood. His eyes were screwed shut and his body trembled dangerously, as Ichi was holding his right leg up and off the ground, making the silverette struggle to maintain balance on only one leg.
But the thing that had frozen him in place, was what Ichi was currently doing; which, coincidentally, was the exact same thing that Joshua had been recalling only a few moments ago.
Ichi hummed almost impossibly loud, before he moved back with a wet slurping noise, a small smirk playing on his mouth as he licked his lips. "Didn't I warn you to keep quiet, Hachi?" he crooned softly. "If Master hears us, we'll both be in trouble, ne?"
"Hah… hah… ea-easy for you to—ahngh!" the silverette–Hachi–wailed out, though he managed to cover the noise by biting down on his own fist. "A-ahnnnn…! I-Ichiii… d-don't do that!"
"Hm? Do what now?" Ichi chuckled out as he licked along the underside of Hachi's erect manhood.
"D-don't use y–ngh!–your n-nails…! Nghooh!"
Joshua managed to blink wearily, before he (somehow) took notice of Ichi's other hand, of which the first three fingers had been pushed inside of Hachi's entrance. And judging from the motions of his hand, those fingers were not holding still.
"Oh? You mean like this?" Ichi asked, suddenly twisting his hand upward and burying his fingers even deeper inside, drawing a startled/muffled cry from Hachi.
"Y-yes, that… please don–aangh-nnngmmh!"
Ichi allowed a slow chuckle as he moved his fingers almost leisurely, and Joshua had to swallow the lump in his throat as he realized the similarities with Ichi and Neku were even greater than he had originally thought. The red-haired duplicate was behaving exactly as Neku would when it was just him and Joshua.
'I… I shouldn't be… w-watching th—'
But before Joshua could even finish the thought, Hachi very nearly yelled–though he only barely saved himself by biting down on his fist hard enough to draw blood–and his head flew back in to almost collide with the wall, his eyes–an orange-yellow in color with slitted pupils–snapping open in something that Joshua could only call blind pleasure, since Hachi had looked straight at him and hadn't even seemed to notice him. Hachi tried to speak, but his eyes screwed shut again when Ichi swallowed all of Hachi's need in one movement, making the silverette cry out from behind his fist.
And Joshua found himself unable to look away. Instead, he stood stock-still and watched breathlessly as Ichi moved both his head and his hand, pleasuring his partner both inside and outside. And Hachi was whimpering and trembling, the hand that wasn't held to his mouth entangled in Ichi's spiked locks and clinging to him for dear life, his breath coming out so fast that he looked about ready to hyperventilate, while his cheeks were flushed red in a mix of desire and possible embarrassment.
"I-Ic-chiiii!" he wailed out softly from behind his hand. "Ah… hah… hah… n-no more… oh goddess aaaahh… I-I'm g-gonna–nngh!"
Ichi, however, merely chuckled, and then he started to hum, which caused Hachi's muffled cries to double and his body to shake even harder, while his fingers dug into Ichi's scalp. And then every muscle in Hachi's body tensed so suddenly that it was a miracle he didn't accidentally rip a muscle as he choked on a scream, muffled by his fist being pushed as far into his mouth as he could, and then the room fell silent with the exception of Hachi's labored breathing and the sound of Ichi swallowing.
And once Ichi had moved back, Hachi collapsed, flopping over the redhead who only just managed to catch him, panting for breath as his whole body trembled.
And then, once he seemed certain that Hachi was out cold, Ichi turned his head—looking straight at Joshua. The Composer almost staggered back, but somehow, he couldn't move under Ichi's solemn, penetrating gaze. It was as though he was looking right through Joshua. However, rather than say anything, the redhead only brought up one finger and tapped the left side of his mouth and then pointed to Joshua.
Instinctively, Joshua reached up to the left side of his own face… and flinched when he realized there was a steady trail of liquid trailing down his cheek that he didn't even notice before; his own saliva.
Ichi, however, only smirked and rose to his feet, with Hachi slung over his shoulder almost casually. The redhead then wordlessly walked over to the couch, and deposited Hachi on it, who didn't even respond and merely flopped down as though he were a ragdoll. Ichi didn't even seem to care as Joshua stood and watched, unable to look away even as the redhead climbed on top of Hachi and locked their mouths together with an animalistic desperation that almost made Joshua groan out loud at the same time as Hachi.
Joshua had to reach out and lean on a chair to prevent his legs from giving out as Ichi worked on slowly removing every part of Hachi's clothing, while at the same time taking his time to lavish every spot of bare skin he could reach, nipping, sucking, licking…
'Sh-shit…' Joshua barely realized he was panting for breath, too caught in watching the pair before him to even notice his own, growing 'problem'. 'Is… is that what it looks like wh-when Neku… ugh! Wh-why am I even-oh god…!'
Joshua gulped down what was blocking his throat when Ichi suddenly moved and made Hachi yowl out, his body shuddering briefly, before he released something akin to a mewl when Ichi pushed the silverette's legs to his chest and began pounding into him. Even as Hachi snagged onto the edge of the couch, the red-haired duplicate did not stop moving and, in fact, only thrust harder and faster into the smaller silverette beneath him, who was panting and whining with his eyes shut tightly.
"Ah… hah… hah… Ic-Ichi…! Oh god-dessss! Aaahhh… Ichi… Ichi…" Hachi whimpered out, Ichi's name quietly tumbling from his mouth in an endless litany until Ichi locked their mouths together again. And all the while, Ichi never stopped moving.
And the Composer of Shibuya could only stare with his mouth hanging open, his pants getting tight to the point where it became almost painful. Ichi shifted his position just then, if only slightly, and as he did, Hachi gave a keening wail that reverberated in Ichi's mouth and he brought up his hands to claw at Ichi's back, seeking leverage that wasn't there.
Hachi broke away for a brief moment, gasping out: "Ha… harder, I-Ichi…! Please… fuck me harder…" which was followed by a whispered litany of 'please', before Ichi covered his mouth again. However, Ichi did as Hachi had pleaded and snapped his hips forward so violently that any normal man would've snapped a muscle, or fractured a bone, or both. Hachi whined and moaned, his short nails clawing at Ichi's back and leaving bright red tracks wherever they went, at one point even drawing blood, which trickled down Ichi's back in red rivulets.
Joshua had always hated the sight of blood before, but in the current situation, it actually turned him on even more. There was just something about the sight of it running down the redhead's back that… sent all of his own down south. Joshua wasn't even thinking about what he was doing as his hand moved to cup his own desire, much too focused on watching the pair before him.
Ichi only briefly glanced up from under his bangs, eyes darkened from lust, and as he pulled back just slightly to let Hachi breathe, a small smirk played over his face that Joshua completely missed. After dropping the smirk, he moved to Hachi's neck and whispered into the silverette's ear: "Do you… want to come… Hachi?"
Joshua was expecting the other boy to say 'yes', since that was certainly what he would've said, so he wasn't prepared for what Hachi said instead.
"N… no…! N-not yet…! I-I don't–ngh!–don't want… to c-come… just yet!" Hachi gasped out, digging his nails into Ichi's shoulders. "D-don't ma–aaagh!–don't make me… c-come…! Please… please no…!"
Ichi allowed a smirk as he licked his way along the silverette's ear shell. "Liar… your body's… practically begging for it," he breathed out, looking up to Joshua from under his bangs. "You want it… bad…"
"Ah… hah… hah… I… Ichi… please… n-not yet… please…"
"I think…" Ichi purred, running the pads of his fingers along Hachi's skin, "that you've had… more than enough fun…"
"N-no…! I-Ich-chiiiiii! N… no… I… I…!"
Ichi almost immediately locked their mouths together again, and just in time as Hachi released a cry that was perfectly audible even with his mouth covered, his back arching up so that his and Ichi's chests collided even as Ichi finally slowed his pace to a halt. And then, almost as one, they collapsed, though Ichi was able to stop himself from crushing Hachi under his weight by using his right arm for leverage.
For a moment more, Joshua just stared, before he seemed to realize just what the hell he had been doing and almost dashed into the kitchen. He almost ripped the drawer out, grabbing a pack of tissues from where they were kept, shutting it almost before his hand was out, and then hurried back, making sure that his shirt covered most of his 'problem', and also ignoring both Ichi and Hachi. Last thing he needed was to get distracted again.
When he stepped back into the room again, Neku was sitting up on the bed, staring listlessly out the window, the popsicle's stick poised between his lips and its ice cream long gone, his arms resting on one knee with the hands dangling, slick with saliva. Joshua had to gulp briefly to get rid of the lump in his throat before he was able to approach Neku.
In the end, despite wanting to say something cheeky to get his wits back, all he managed to get out was: "Here," as he held the pack of tissues out to Neku.
The redhead blinked and whipped around in surprise, before he spotted the pack and took it absently. "Ah… thanks…" he mumbled, not removing the stick and instead pulling out a few tissues to dry off his hands. He didn't even comment on Joshua having been gone for so long, which was just fine to Joshua.
"What're you looking for?" he asked, trying to strike up conversation and to ignore/calm his 'problem'.
"Hm… nothing in particular…" Neku said absently, as he blindly tossed the used tissue into the waste basket. "Just thinking…"
"Hmm…"
As they remained there in silence, however, as much as Joshua tried to not think about the pair that was still in the next room, the more he did end up thinking about them. And that didn't make it any easier on Joshua. Especially since…
Neku suddenly blinked once, sniffing at the air briefly, before he turned to Joshua with a thoughtful frown. "…You alright?"
"Hm? Oh, I'm fine. Thanks anyway," Joshua said almost immediately.
Maybe a little too fast, though, since Neku's frown darkened in suspicion as he said it. Joshua tried to hold Neku's stare, but the intense stare he was giving—his pupils slitted to show he was tapping into his powers again—was not making it easy. Not to mention when the redhead suddenly grabbed him by the collar of his short and yanked him forward without a word of warning.
Of course the sudden motion drew a startled gasp from Joshua, which soon turned into a grunt as he hit the mattress back first. And he wasn't allowed to get up, since Neku was right there and keeping him in place.
"Urgh… wh-what was that for?" Joshua managed to get out.
"…What happened?" Neku asked sternly, as he kept Joshua's hands above his head.
"Nothing," the silverette almost squeaked out. "Nothing happened, really."
"…Liar," Neku snarled, and Joshua yowled when Neku used one hand to cup the Composer's need and squeezed. "Then how do you explain that?"
"Ah um… uh… th-that is… I-I was just…" Joshua choked out, before he whined as Neku shifted his grip and used his palm to cup his cock, while two fingers played with his balls through the material of his jeans. "A-aaaahhh! Ne-Nek-kuuuu…"
"Answer me, Composer," Neku whispered into Joshua's ear. "What happened?"
"I… I just… I-I didn't… didn't mean–ooohhhh…!–t-to… to watch, b-but… but they… I mean…!"
"…!" Neku actually froze, briefly, before he frowned darkly. Not that Joshua saw, since he had his eyes screwed shut. "…'they'?"
"I-I don't… I don't know who they… are, but… the-they just… I… I just–ngh!–couldn't look away… ah… hah… a-ah!"
"…Ichi and Hachi?" Neku mumbled softly, a deep frown playing on his face. However, Joshua didn't seem to hear him, as Neku's fingers tightened just slightly, making the silverette yowl, his back arching up instinctively. Neku frowned briefly, before he sighed and pressed down harder, making Joshua wail out.
"Ah… ah… hah! Ne-Nek… Nek-uuuu!" he cried out, and Neku could see his toes curling in his socks against the mattress. His body was tense and shaking, and his eyes, half-opened as they were, were glassy and unseeing, and his breath was uneven and ragged. "Agh-gah-urgh! Ne-Neku-s-samaaaa!"
"Not yet… Not just yet, Yoshiya," Neku murmured, squeezing his fingers just slightly and making the Composer whimper, even more as he ran a finger along the clothed base. "I intend to exact a little 'punishment' for a pair of my bunshin."
Joshua barely hear Neku's words, and even then, he barely understood their meaning. His mind was miles away from anything that wasn't an order right then. He didn't even notice how Neku snapped his fingers once, causing a dark portal-like door to appear against the wall. Only when Neku suddenly stood and pulled Joshua up with him did he actually open his eyes.
Neku's firm grip on Joshua's ass made the silverette wrap his legs around the redhead's waist and his arms around his shoulders, a whimper coming from his throat when the Kyuubi ground their cocks together. And when Neku began to walk, the rocking motion almost drove Joshua mad with desire as he clung to Neku with a muffled whine, burying his face in his shoulder.
Josh didn't even notice that they passed through the portal, into the pitch-black room lit only by a few blood red candles. He did notice when he was lowered onto the bed, however, though he had no chance to react to it as Neku smashed their mouths together, his inhumanly long tongue coiling all around the smaller boy's mouth, drawing a long, almost desperate moan from his throat.
"Ah… hah… N-Neku-sa-sama…" Joshua whimpered out as Neku began to lavish every inch of his face, ears and neck, fangs skittering lightly along the heated skin.
"Sshh. Not yet, Yoshiya," the fox murmured as he ran his fingers along the Composer's side, hitching up the shirt. "I have to do one more thing, and then we can have some fun. Okay?"
Joshua blinked once, then slowly nodded; it was all he could do.
"Good," Neku said with a small smirk, giving the Composer one last peck before he got back up. "I'll be right back. Why don't you get comfy in the meantime, hm?"
Again, all Joshua managed was a nod.
Neku chuckled as he lightly moved a lock of silvery hair out of Joshua's eyes, almost affectionately, before he walked back the way they had come, disappearing in the darkness.
As he did, Joshua moaned pathetically as he pushed himself up on shaking arms. He whimpered as he shifted his leg in such a way that his jeans almost crushed his cock, instinctively reaching down to alleviate the feeling. "Dammit… thi… this is… ah… gaaah…" he moaned, flicking the button of his jeans and quickly getting rid of the article of clothing. "Wh… why did I… oohhh… ah… sh-shit… aaahhh… so hot…" he whimpered as he brought his other hand up under his shirt to flick at his own nipple in an attempt to calm his own body down. "Hah… hah… oh god… ngh… mmm-aaahh… N… Nek… kuuu… s-sa… ma…"
"ICHI! HACHI! GET IN HERE!" Neku shouted out the moment he was back in his bedroom
The startled yips coming from the living room were soon followed by rapid footfalls, before both Ichi and Hachi almost tripped into the room, dropping to their knees, hands on the floor and their foreheads pressed against the floor submissively.
"You… called for us, Master?" Ichi said slowly, keeping his gaze aimed to the floor.
"Yes, I did," Neku snarled out. As much as he wanted to thank the pair for getting Joshua 'worked up', they had still broken one of the rules he had set. "Do you two remember the rules I set when we started the little… 'arrangement' with Shibuya's Composer?"
"…Yes, of course, Master," Hachi spoke slowly, and the slight dread in his voice indicated he already knew what was coming.
"Good. And I do believe one of the rules included… to not get 'busy' when he's here, correct?"
"…Yes, Master," both copies responded slowly, still not looking up at the Kyuubi.
"So answer me this; why did you do it?"
Neither of the two responded right away. Possibly because they were thinking of some way to get out of this unscathed, with little success.
"…I apologize, Master. It was my fault," Hachi suddenly spoke up, not only drawing Neku's attention, but Ichi's as well. "The day was… unbearably suffocating. I… needed to release my tension in one way or another, and I chose the wrong method. I apologize."
"Hachi…" the redheaded copy whispered in slight dread, realizing that the silverette was going to pull all the blame on himself.
"Tension, huh?" Neku repeated simply, crossing his arms over his chest. "And you didn't have an alternative way to deal with it?"
"I… could not find one so soon, Master…" Hachi admitted, keeping his face down, still.
"Uh-huh," Neku said slowly, tapping his long nails along his arm.
"Master!" Ichi suddenly exclaimed, pushing himself up but keeping his head down, startling Hachi into looking up to him. "It was not only Hachi's fault; I was just as much at fault."
"Ichi, no!" Hachi hissed out under his breath, but Neku ignored the silverette's quiet plea.
"Oh? How so, Ichi?"
"It was I who got us started, Master," Ichi admitted, ignoring Hachi's pleading look. "I knew you would not approve, but I still went through with it. And… I also knew that the Composer was watching."
When Ichi said that, Hachi nearly gasped out loud, but as it was, his cheeks merely flared red. And Neku only raised a curious eyebrow at that bit of info. "Oh? Did you now?"
"Yes, Master…" Ichi affirmed with a nod. "I am well aware that I should have stopped then… but…"
"'But'?" Neku pressed when Ichi stopped.
Ichi took a few deep breaths, before he shut his eyes and spoke: "The Composer… seemed to… enjoy watching us… and it… seemed unfair to me to… to…"
"Leave him hanging, huh?" the Kyuubi guessed.
"…Yes, Master…"
Neku frowned as he studied the pair before him for a long time, remaining silent as he considered the explanations he had just heard. The fact that Joshua had been watching them was clearly news to Hachi, as he was shaking very subtly at the idea of someone seeing that. And Ichi, while not ashamed of it, seemed intent on taking the full blame for it, not wanting Hachi to get in trouble in the same way that Hachi wished for the same.
For a moment, he shut his eyes, seemingly thinking, before he looked up again to speak what he had already decided upon earlier. "You boys sure know how to make things difficult for me, don't you?" Both of them flinched upon those words, already dreading what was coming. "However… given how your little 'show' has turned out for the Composer… I'm willing to be lenient, just this once."
Startled, the pair actually looked up, white and yellow eyes watching the Kyuubi in confusion, before they shared a quick look of relief with each other.
"Of course, the fact remains that you broke a rule I set for you two, so I do need to punish you for that much."
The pair looked back to Neku at that, seemingly in fright, but they lowered their heads back to the ground silently. "We understand, Master," they said as one, then.
"Ichi, there is a dark green bottle in the top-right cupboard. Retrieve that one for me."
Ichi blinked curiously, not expecting the sudden order, but he nodded with a quick "Yes, Master," and stood to retrieve said item. It took him only a moment to find it; it was placed all the way in the back, just out of sight, and Ichi remembered it having been there a while already. He had always assumed it to be wine, but he had never been able to explain its presence in the apartment, since Neku didn't drink, after all.
Nevertheless, he carefully picked up the bottle and walked back to the bedroom. Wordlessly, he passed the bottle to Neku and then returned to his original spot, even as the Kyuubi uncorked the bottle with a loud pop.
Without a word, Neku put the bottle to his lips and took a single, long gulp from the liquid, before he held it out to the pair. "Both of you, take one sip, no more."
Though neither of them expected that, they were wise enough to not question it. Ichi took the first sip, and his face twitched slightly from the almost bland taste, but he said nothing and passed the bottle to Hachi. The silverette took an equally long gulp as Ichi, though he managed to school his features into staying neutral.
"Good," Neku said, and neither of the copies really liked the smirk playing along his face. "Now… one last thing, and then the fun begins."
Both Ichi and Hachi resisted the urge to gulp in apprehension as black markings began to form on both of Neku's hands. Neither of them moved an inch when the redhead walked forward, crouched down and then put his palms right over their cocks, feeling the slight burn in their skin as the seal was placed that made them whimper softly.
Neku merely chuckled, whispering softly to them: "I expect you both to watch. E~ve~ry~thing. Understood?"
"Y-yes… M-Master…" both copies whimpered out in response.
"Good." If anything, Neku's smirk only grew as he rose from his crouched position, using a simple hand gesture to get the pair up as well, before he walked right through the portal again, the pair of copies following slowly.
Neku didn't even react to the sight of Joshua both struggling with his own clothes and attempting to calm his body down somehow, and only wordlessly gestured for the pair to sit a few feet away from the bed. Only when Ichi and Hachi had done so did Neku approach the by now almost desperate Composer, climbing on the bed wordlessly, though he smirked when Joshua wearily managed to look up to him.
"Starting without me, Composer?" he murmured softly, undoing the remaining buttons of Joshua's shirt.
"I… I just-"
Neku didn't allow Joshua to finish and roughly connected their mouths together, reveling in the muffled whimper that rolled from Joshua's tongue. After a while, though, Neku pulled away and sat up straighter, bringing the dark green bottle he had brought with him to his mouth and pouring some of the liquid in his mouth, but he didn't swallow it. Instead, he let one of his tails set it aside and moved forward and crushed his mouth to the silver-haired Composer's, using his tongue to separate his lips and then forced the liquid down his throat.
Joshua choked in surprise when the liquid was poured into his mouth and coughed as he tried to push Neku off, but the Kyuubi didn't budge, forcing Joshua to swallow every drop. Only once the silverette had indeed swallowed it all did Neku move back, after which Joshua coughed a number of times.
Neku smirked coldly, his eyes darkening in lust even as he moved forward and slowly dragged his long tongue across Joshua's throat, drawing a deep moan from the boy. The sound turned into a whimper as the fox nipped and sucked at the area connecting his chin to his neck, soaking any and every bit of bare skin he came across in his saliva before moving further down. And then he bit down on Josh's right nipple, causing the Composer to cry out and then whine when Neku rolled his tongue over the nub, before he sucked, hard.
"A-ah! Ne-Neku-s-samaaah…!" he wailed out as Neku also pinched his other nipple with his sharp nails, before twisting it and drawing a sharp cry from the silverette. Normally, in these kinds of situations, Neku never let him have his hands free; they were always, always, restrained in one way or another, and now that he, for once, had his hands free, Joshua had no idea what to do with them. So he was currently, mindlessly, clawing at the sheets, panting and gasping as Neku removed every inch of his clothes, whether it was by sliding them off or simply ripping them off, he didn't even care anymore.
And then he let out a choked cry when Neku abruptly swallowed his cock without the slightest warning, his back arching off from the bed at the rush of pleasure instantly shooting up his spine. And when Neku proceeded to move and suck, Joshua whimpered, his toes curling up against the sheets.
"Master is… not making this easy on us… huh?" Hachi choked softly, keeping his hands fisted upon his knees as he and Ichi watched Neku as he pulled back slightly and then wrapped his inhumanly long tongue around the Composer's need.
"We've… only ourselves to blame…" Ichi panted, trying to keep his breathing at least a little under control. Unfortunately, that was a lost cause from the start, especially with the seal placed upon him and Hachi.
The seal that Neku placed on them was different to the one Joshua had in two ways. The first point was that the seal would not allow either of them to cum until a certain amount of time had passed, which could range from an hour to several days. The other part was that the seal linked their nerves to that of someone else. And in their case, they were now linked to - as Ichi called them - their source. So whereas Ichi would feel as though he was sucking someone off, Hachi would feel like the person being sucked off.
This made their efforts to stay quiet that much harder.
"Ah…hah… I-Ichi…" Hachi suddenly whined out pathetically as his body almost curled up on itself. "Hah… hah… it… it's hot… so hot…"
"Ha-Hachi!" Ichi got out as he reached out to keep the smaller boy from falling over, though he almost let him go when he realized how hot the boy's body felt. "Hachi, are… are you…" he started to ask, but he had to pause to catch his breath, as he felt his own body's temperature begin to rise more ways than one.
'I-it's that drink!' Ichi realized then.
Not that the realization did him much good. Hachi whimpered as he completely lost his balance, flopping over onto Ichi, who only barely managed to keep them up, though it didn't help when Hachi's hand landed on his clothed erection.
"A-ah…! Oh goddess… aahh…" Ichi hissed out through his teeth.
And when both Hachi and Joshua cried out at the same time, Ichi was almost afraid to know, but he looked back anyway.
"A-ah! N-Neku-s-saa-maaaah! Nrgh-ah… hah… hah… oh god…! Ah!"
Neku merely smirked as he pushed his fingers deeper inside, curling the digits and running them along the boy's inner walls, listening to his wails and whimpers as he released the Composer's cock with one last lick. Then he slowly moved his fingers out again, and as he moved them back in, added a third finger, stretching Joshua even further and drawing a whimper from him. He chuckled when Joshua released another cry as he spread his fingers and rubbed at three different spots at the time, before moving up to Joshua's ear.
"Tell me, Composer…" he murmured into the boy's ear, his hot breath ghosting along the already heated skin and making Joshua whine. "What do you want?"
Joshua could only whimper as Neku traced his entrance with both pinky and thumb, the muscle twitching as he realized what the Kyuubi was planning. "Ah… ah… I… I… ngh! I-I… ahhhh! I… N-Neku… s-samaaah! P-please… please g… give me… m-more…"
"More?" the Kyuubi almost purred out as he moved his briefly slipped his thumbnail inside, drawing another whimper from the Composer. "More… what?"
The silverette's breath was fast and ragged, making it difficult for the boy to get anything out. He finally managed to speak, though only after swallowing whatever was blocking his throat, twice. "M… m-more… in… i-ins-side… please…"
Neku smirked icily, shifting the position of his hand slightly so that it formed a 'beak'. "If that's what you want…" he purred out, right before he pushed his hand forward, drawing a scream from Joshua that was both startled, pained, and pleasured, his back arching up so fast it was a miracle he didn't snap his spine, nails ripping through the sheets because of how tight he was gripping them.
"Oh god! Aaaaaahhhh! Ne-Ne-Nekuuuu-s-saa… nghr!-s-samaaaaah!" he wailed out as Neku moved in and out steadily, gradually going faster and harder, making the boy whine. "S-so good… ah… hah… hah… Ne-Nek-Neku-samaaaa…!"
"Nyaaaaaaahhh…!" Hachi wailed out, clinging to Ichi almost desperately, who could do nothing but hold the smaller copy close. "T-too much…! I-I can't…! Oh goddess…! M-make it stop! I-Ichi…! Pl-please… ma-make it stoooaaaaaaaah! N-no, not there!"
Ichi groaned as Hachi's wriggling pushed harder against his own straining need, and as much as he wanted to help the boy, he couldn't; this was their punishment, and their Master would not be satisfied until he believed they had suffered enough. And while this wasn't affecting Ichi as much as it was Hachi, the tightness around his hand had the appendage shaking against Hachi's back, and he had a feeling he was probably drooling, too.
"Ha-Hachi… ah…! I c-c… aaaaaah! I can't… can't do… a-any… th-thing…" he whispered softly, briefly wetting his lips. "I… I'm s… sorry… nrgh!"
Ichi almost fell backwards at the sudden rush of pleasure that shot up his spine, digging his fingers into Hachi's shirt and holding on for dear life as the silverette whined pathetically. He didn't even have to look to know what had happened…
"Mmm… just like that…" Neku murmured softly, as Joshua had twisted his upper body in such a way that he was able to suck the Kyuubi off, all while Neku's hand continued its ministrations inside the smaller boy.
Joshua only whined as he briefly licked the head of Neku's erection, before he curled his lips over his teeth and slipped it inside, allowing a small, pleased hum before he moved. The angle was a bit uncomfortable, since his hips were still lying flat on the bed and his torso was turned on its side, so he used his hands to cling to the Kyuubi's hips. He just kept sucking and bobbing his head, completely unaware of the pair of eyes watching him, nor did he really care at that point. His body was screaming, begging, for release, but the seal wouldn't allow him, so he hoped that, if he pleased the Kyuubi well enough, he'd allow him to come, finally.
Neku hissed through his teeth when Joshua pushed down his tongue on a sensitive spot, several times, before he smirked and angled his hand just slightly upward. This drew a sharp, muffled cry from Joshua as his body arched almost painfully. Of course, he couldn't move his head back to regulate his breath, since Neku's free hand kept him in place.
"Heh… look at you… so hot and bothered…" he murmured. "You really want to come… don't you?" That question was answered by a small, indistinguishable nod and a hum that the fox felt more than heard, which made Neku chuckle softly. "Yeah, I thought as much… but that's not any fun, now… is it?" he crooned, moving his free hand along the Composer's chest, flicking the thumb over his nipples briefly before moving further down. Joshua almost choked when the Kyuubi's fingers trailed along his cock, whimpering in a way that could only be called pleading. "C'mon, Yoshiya…" he murmured as he flipped the boy completely on his back, moving until he was hovering right above him, "let's have some fun."
Even if Joshua's mind hadn't been clouded by lust, it would've taken several minutes for him to catch up, and even that would've been not enough time. He almost howled out, causing him to choke briefly, as Neku descended upon him with a ferocious, almost possessive, growl and swallowed his member whole. Joshua's entire body shook and he was certain the expression on his face had to be priceless, but he was FAR beyond caring as his arms instinctively came up and coiled around Neku's body, his nails scratching along his back in search of something, anything, to take a hold of to save him from drowning in the sea of passion he found himself lost in.
Somehow, he wasn't even sure how, he managed to keep sucking and bobbing his head, as Neku did the exact same, though the Kyuubi was also humming. The added vibrations made Joshua wail and whimper, and he absently felt his nails peel away at some of the skin and a warm, familiar liquid dribbled down along his fingers. He felt the Kyuubi purring, and this only sent another surge of pleasure racing along his spinal cord, which in turn drove the Composer to claw his way further upward along the fox's own back. He felt the hot liquid trailing along his fingers, almost scalding him, despite how hot his own body felt already, and he moaned Neku's name, muffled as it was, feeling an almost desperate need that burned him up to his core. And then Neku spread out his fingers and twisted his hand, drawing a wail from Joshua and had him drilling in his fingers even deeper into Neku's back.
Hachi wailed as he clung to Ichi, his sharpening nails ripping through the redhead's shirt and tearing through the skin, the other copy tearing through the cloth and skin just as easily. "N-no mooooore! I-Ichi! No more! Make it stop! Please!"
Ichi gasped and wheezed, feeling his fox ears peek out from his hair as his tail swayed violently behind him. Hachi's ears and tail were doing the exact same, his body shaking from being denied its release to the point where it was physically hurting him. The scent of blood was not making their situation any easier, and Ichi found himself moving forward to lick at the drops of blood he could reach, delighting in the smaller boy's whines as he struggled to return the favor.
"Ah… hah… hah… I… Ich… I… chi… aaaaahhh! S-so hot… I-I'm—nrgh!—b-burning… u-up…! Aaaah!"
Ichi hissed a little as Hachi ground up against him, instinctively pulling him closer to him, his nails digging deeper into his back and making the smaller copy whine. He knew it had to be utterly unbearable for Hachi, but there was nothing Ichi could do to help him. All he could do was pray that their Master would show them mercy soon, but that chance… was a small one.
Joshua felt his entire body begin to tense up, his breathing picking up as he struggled to keep pleasuring the Kyuubi, his hands sticky and hot from both sweat and blood. His body was so tense that he almost feared his muscles would rip if he made any wrong moves, but, honestly, he was beyond caring.
He managed to wail out Neku's name even with his mouth full. He was so close… so close…
And when Neku released a deep purr from the very back of his throat, he let out a muffled scream as his back arched up from the bed, his fingers digging hard into Neku's back as his release hit him while Neku's washed down his mouth, and he swallowed up every drop of it hungrily.
And only once he was spent did he drop down flat on the bed, gasping and sweating like a pig, but also content and warm.
When there was a light touch to his forehead, he wearily blinked his eyes open, looking up into Neku's darkened eyes. In the aftermath, Joshua completely missed the small, icy smirk that played along the Kyuubi's face only a moment before he crushed their mouths together. The Composer whimpered as their tongues clashed, blindly reaching out and wrapping his arms around Neku's neck before he realized something that almost made him whine;
He was still painfully hard.
"Ah… hah… N-Neku-sa… maaaaah…" he moaned out when the Kyuubi pulled away to start suckling on his neck and ear. "Aaaah… I … I st… still… oh god!" he wailed as one of Neku's tails moved in and coiled around his cock, and then squeezed. "Hah… hah… Ne-Nekuuu-s-samaaaaah! Oooohhh… please… please please please…"
Neku only smirked coldly as his tails finally moved in, moving the boy's legs up until they almost rested against his chest as he pushed up, at the same time moving Joshua's hands aside for the time being and watching the silverette as the boy wriggled almost impatiently. But the Composer didn't speak again, too lost in his own lust. He merely looked up at Neku pleadingly, and after a brief moment of him not doing anything, he whined, like a puppy craving attention.
This, naturally, caused Neku to chuckle, before he did what Joshua clearly wanted and moved, and the Composer mewled as the force caused every muscle to tense sharply in pain. The Kyuubi didn't move immediately, giving Joshua a few moments to adjust, but even then he didn't give the other long to do so.
When Neku moved, Joshua let out a wail of pain/surprise, before he whimpered and instinctively arched up against the redhead in response. His head lolled back and forth along the pillow and he wailed and whimpered, as he felt his fingers twitch against the skin of Neku's hands, still holding him by his wrists.
But… why…?
Unfortunately, his mind didn't give him the time he needed to figure it out as his mouth was already moving on its own.
"N-Nek… Neku-sa…maaaah…! I-I… ooohhh… P-please… I… I w-want…!"
Neku blinked once in question, before he moved over to murmur in Joshua's ear, while never ceasing his movement. "Want what, Composer? What it is you want?"
Joshua whined as Neku nipped on his earlobe, tugging and licking teasingly, distracting him briefly. But he finally managed to find his voice again. "Want… I want t-to… aaaahhh! I w-want… t-to h-hold y-you… Ne-Neku-s-sama…! Please… please…!"
This request was, definitely, an unusual one from the Composer, and Neku, for a while, wasn't even sure what to say to that. Eventually, though, he slowly released his wrists, sliding his hands along the boy's arms briefly before settling them on Joshua's hips.
And Joshua, once he realized his hands were free once again, immediately reached out and wound his arms around Neku's back, his fingers digging into the Kyuubi's powerful shoulders as the fox moved against him. He whined softly as Neku lightly bit down on his shoulder, his nails tearing through skin without him knowing and creating small rivers of blood.
Shibuya's Composer actually moaned as he felt the liquid dribbling along his fingers, his muscles bunching together, and when Neku began to pleasure his own neglected need, he wailed in pleasure.
He didn't even hear the words that Neku whispered to him just then before his orgasm hit him, nor did he hear what he himself had shouted when he came before his world faded to black…
Ichi hissed slightly as Hachi collapsed against him, whimpering and obviously in pain, but there was nothing he could do at this time. He could only hope that…
"Ichi."
The copy jumped in surprise, and slowly turned to face the Kyuubi, black eye shadow around his eyes and the Japanese Kanji for "one" on his forehead. "Y-yes, Master?"
Neku merely sat on the edge of the bed, watching the redhead for a moment, before he spoke again. "Take Hachi back to the room and wash up. And I hope you've learned your lesson this time. Though I appreciate the thought of you making the Composer so… bothered, I'd rather not have him learn too much about your existence."
Ichi tensed briefly, before he nodded slowly. He should've known that his true motive would've been found out so easily. "Yes, Master."
"Good. Now go."
Ichi nodded and stood, carefully picking up Hachi, standing on shaking legs, before he turned and disappeared into the darkness.
And Neku merely watched him go, and only once the two copies were gone did he reach back over his shoulder, hissing a little as he felt the blood that still poured from the numerous scratches that Joshua had dragged along his back. He certainly hadn't expected the Composer to do that, but he supposed it didn't matter right now.
"Damn… that's probably gonna sting a little later…" he murmured to himself as he rose to his feet – and tensed sharply when the blood reached his legs and dribbled down. "Nrgh! Sh-shit…" he hissed softly, quickly using one of his tails to remove the trail of blood, though he couldn't stop his body from shaking even as two other tails lifted Joshua from the bed. 'Urgh… have to… clean this blood off… fast!'
But even as Neku walked, his breathing was fast and irregular and his face turned a slight green as he covered his mouth, coughing, hard.
'Why…? Why… why… why…'
A/N: …Why is everyone suddenly faving this story and putting it on Story Alert? o.o I leave for two weeks on a holiday and I come back to find over a handful of people have either faved this story or is watching it for updates. Don't get me wrong; I'm not complaining. I'm just… surprised at the sudden attention this story is getting in comparison to when I left…
Anyway, yeah, this stage ended up becoming 15 pages long, which is one of the reasons it took me so long to get this done. Second is, of course, my vacation of two weeks.
In any case, thanks for your reviews/story alerts/faves and I hope you continue to enjoy this story.
And now, by request of Lord Giovanni, a little info on Neku's "Servants/Dolls", kupo!
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Name: Ichi "?"
Number: One
Actual eye-color: White with black eye-shadow
Source: Kurasa/Sakuraba Neku
Info: Ichi is one of the first "dolls" to appear, and he is the spitting image of Neku. This brings up the question whether his current appearance is his true form or if his form changes depending on the Kyuubi's current "form". Ichi takes his duties as a servant to the Kyuubi very seriously, and appears to take Neku's place if the fox is otherwise occupied (or simply not in the mood to be around people).
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Name: Nii "Lin" & San "Ren"
Number: Two / Three
Actual eye-color: Dark blue with black eye-shadow
Source: Unknown
Info: Nii Lin and San Ren first appeared when Kamui showed himself to protect Joshua, and afterwards they warn the Composer of Kamui's behavior, but not much else is known about them other than the fact that they're twins. They have yet to show themselves again, leaving one to wonder just who they are meant to be.
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Name: Nana "?"
Number: Seven
Actual eye-color: Unknown as of yet
Source: Misaki Shiki
Info: Nana, like Nii Lin and San Ren, has only appeared once and that was only when Kamui appeared. She appears to be based off of Shiki's actual appearance rather than what she looked like in the Game, but despite that, she uses a plush black kitten as a tool to fight in the same way as Shiki did in the Reapers' Game. Not much else is known about her.
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Name: Hachi "?"
Number: Eight
Actual eye-color: Yellow-orange with purple eye-shadow
Source: Kiryuu Yoshiya a.k.a. "Joshua"
Info: Hachi appears the most alongside with Ichi, and he seems to take Joshua's place when Neku has "spirited him away". He has the same cheeky character as Joshua, but he has a few differences, with the main difference being his insatiability (as Ichi has already pointed out). He rather enjoys to be "dominated" by Ichi, and appears to be more than a little masochistic.