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TWEWY Fiction: The Gardens of Dyling Light

Mon, 27 Oct 2008 20:50:35 GMT

The Gardens of Dying Light
Chapter: Prologue : In the Nightside of Eden
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: The World Ends With You
Characters: Neku, Other
Spoilers: Weeks 1-3, Secret Reports, ~~Sexy~~Secret Ending

You’ve had this dream before. Walking down the path, towards the shadowy figure you know is an alternate version of you. Slightly shorter, hair slightly longer – if you didn’t know any better you’d call her your twin sister.

You reach her as you always do, and just like before she offers you her hand. You take it and your fingers interlace. There is no romance in these actions – it is the need for moral support in this eerie world that pushes you together.

Ever since you were a child, your dreams have been vivid. Full of colours and shapes you didn’t know existed. At least, not before you were forced to play The Game. Now you know that anything is possible, and that the stuff of your nightmares can come to life.

You know your female companion has been through that very experience. Her eyes have the same haunted look that your own do. And when you think about your partners ‘sacrificing’ themselves for you and your heart speeds up, she gives your hand a squeeze, to anchor you in the here and now.

Together, you traipse along the path through the overgrown flowerbeds. You’ve always slowly drifted awake at this point, so everything from here on in is new to you. Another squeeze tells you that this new sensation is mutual, and some of your fears melt away.

Somehow, the pair of you reach the end of the path, but blocking your way are two figures. Something yells at you that you know these people, or one of them at least.

They turn around, and you’re both blinded, raising your free arms to block out the offending light. You lower your arm and see nothing – you’re all alone.

Slowly, you open your eyes, the vividness of the dream still flashing behind your half closed eyelids. In the bleary half morning light, one thing sticks in your head, simultaneously worrying and exciting you.

Something big is happening.

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TWEWY Drabbles: Of Birthday Presents and Being Watched & Of Meetings and Freaks

Sat, 25 Oct 2008 15:53:36 GMT

Title: Of Birthday Presents and Being Watched
Rating: G/PG
Fandom: The World Ends With You
Characters: Neku, Rhyme, Beat
Notes: 100 word drabble. Mainly dialogue.

“You do realise that…”
“That my brother is over there, trying to be inconspicuous? Yes, I’ve noticed.”
“Why is he doing that?”
A giggle. “He’s making sure you don’t do anything ‘untwisted’ to me”
“…” Sighing.
Another giggle. “I know. I think he meant untoward… but with Beat you can’t be sure.”
“I don’t think birthday present shopping is considered untoward these days…is it?”
“Not that I’m aware of. Unless the recipient doesn’t like it.”
“Do you think he will?”
“He’s been drooling over that board for weeks.”
“…True. Later Rhyme! I’ve got to meet someone at WildKat.”
“Bye Neku!”

Title: Of Meetings and Freaks
Rating: PG/PG-13
Fandom: The World Ends With You
Characters: Neku, Joshua
Notes: 100 word drabble. Mainly dialogue.

A sigh. “Remind me why I agreed to this?”
“Because Neku dear, you trust your partners, and under that assumption, you trust me.”
“God only knows why.”
“Nope, no God… Just me. And even I’m not sure exactly what goes through your head.”
Muffled mumbling around a cup.
“What was that dear?”
“I said, ‘Kiss my ass Josh’.”
“Gladly. Just name a time and a place.”
“You’re such a freak…”
“Just remember Neku that this ‘freak’ can erase you if he wants.”
More muffled words.
“I’ll take that as your agreement to meet me next week, same time, same location.”

TWEWY Fic: Photographs

Sat, 25 Oct 2008 15:47:10 GMT

Title: Photographs
Rating: G/PG
Fandom: The World Ends With You
Characters: Joshua, Neku, Rhyme and Mr Hanekoma
Notes: Inspired by this pic.

If there was anything the Composer Kiryuu Yoshiya loved more than Shibuya – it is His city after all – it was His proxy, one Sakuraba Neku. He would say that it was His duty to ensure the safety of the boy, although others would disagree.

His Producer had been His informant for the past few weeks, letting him know of the developments in the teen’s life. However, His self imposed exile from the city, and with it the life of Neku was about to end. The Game had ended for this particular week, the game master falling quickly to the determined players.

He decided to materialise in the WildKat café, much to the amusement of Mr. Hanekoma. Ignoring the mans grin – that if he was honest; was bordering on slightly lecherous – he stepped out into the RG part of the city.

Following the distinctive music of His proxy, he found him sat on a bench, his back towards the particular entrance He had chosen, without his group of close friends – how strange, Mr Hanekoma had said that the group had arranged to meet here today – head tilted back and, covering his ears were his headphones. Well, that would never do.

Silently approaching the boy, He let out a soft giggle, before effortlessly vaulting over the back of the bench to sit next to Neku.

“Now dear, don’t you think you’re being a bit rude?” He asked, simultaneously pulling the headphones off Neku’s head, and snuggling into his side.

“What the hell?!” As soon as the headphones had been pulled off his head, Neku had leapt into the air, making Him giggle once more. “Josh? What are you doing here?”

“Is it a crime for me to want to visit my favourite proxy?” His voice held the same teasing lilt it had done in their time in the Game. “After all, it has been such a long time since I’ve seen you.”

Neku sighed and reached for his headphones. Joshua giggled and hung them from His finger, holding them out of reach. “I thought you’d grown out of this particular habit…?” He chided softly.

“Sometimes it’s better to drown out people’s noise. Other times – like in this particular case – it helps pass the time.” He made a soft ‘hmm’ noise at His proxy’s confession. A grin flashed over His features before He placed the headphones on, giggling softly at the confused look on Neku’s face.

“I just want to see what you’re listening to Neku dear.” He flashed the boy a winning smile. “You don’t mind do you?” He took Neku’s sigh as a slightly irritated indication that no, he didn’t mind his headphone being used by Him.

As He listened to the noise masquerading as music, He wondered why he had taken an interest in Neku in the first place. However, when a softer song came on – one about an ‘us’ being against ‘the world’ – He realised that he hadn’t been wrong in His choice.

Joshua was about to open up to Neku and tell him what He thought of the song, when a small ‘click’ rang through the air, accompanied by a soft, light laugh. Looking up He saw the young girl – Bito Raimu, known as Rhyme, His mind told him – stood with a camera.

She smiled brightly when she noticed him staring. “It’s not often Neku shares his headphones, so I thought I should take a photograph as proof.”

He smiled lightly at her and took off the headphones. “Indeed. If you could give a copy to Neku for me I would be most obliged.” He bowed His head to Neku and Rhyme. “I’m afraid I must leave now, as I have other matters to attend to.” He left much as He had come, a silent, commanding yet unnoticed presence amongst the population.

He was not surprised by anything for the next few days, not Shibuya, not the player, and not the reapers. However, a week after He had met His proxy and His proxy’s friend, He made the journey to WildKat once more.

“Hey Boss, phones dropped this off for you this morning.” He looked at the small pieces of paper in the Producer’s hands and took them. The first was plain white, and blank except for the – obviously hastily – scrawled writing that simply said “For you – Neku.” He moved it aside to reveal what secrets it hid. There in His hands, was a photo of Him, in Neku’s headphones on His head, looking deep in thought.

”Just something I asked for.” He said, smiling as the Producer looked at Him from over his glasses. And it is far superior to my expectations.”

“Right, Josh.” Hanekoma drawled a self-satisfied smirk painting his features. “And that’s why you’re looking like a lovesick schoolgirl then?”?

Fin.

Words: 795.
For my Josh and Rhyme. You guys know who you are and you know you rock. I love you guys ♥

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