Chapter 1: Coming on Strong

Author's Notes: Hey guys! So, lately I've been wondering . . . what exactly happened to Yukiteru in the third world after Third World Yuno left to go be with Second World Yukiteru? Neither the TV series nor movie, "Redial" show Third World Yukiteru, and we are left to just assume that he's alive somewhere in the world, doing his own thing. Thus, that's where this fic comes in. It explains just what happened to Third World Yukiteru to erase that mystery. And of course, what's a Future Diary story without good ol' Akise there to make things interesting? He also happens to be my favorite character in the show, and I want him to be happy, even in the third world.

Also, there's a reason behind the title of this story. Akise will be a tad bit . . . forward in this fic—sometimes uncomfortably-so when it comes to Yukiteru—because I see Akise as a generally inquisitive guy with enough drive to go after whatever or whoever he wants. So, yeah . . . there's that.

Anyways, hope you guys enjoy this short fic! It's looking to be about 10 chapters long.

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Akise walked through the halls of Umesato Middle, his mind reflecting on the events leading to Yuno's crossover to the second world limbo. It appeared he had been successful in delivering the key to Yuno—a sword that allowed her to unlock the double doors leading to First World Mur Mur's holding cell and recover her memories. Although he was a bit hazy about the details, he was aware through his ties to Deus that Yuno had made it to Second World Yukiteru, and that they had become the god and goddesses' of that world. Unfortunately, that was all he knew of their whereabouts. He didn't even know what Yukiteru looked like. Or rather, his memory didn't allow him to, no matter how hard he tried to recover it. Everything was coming in bits in pieces, providing him with only the vaguest amount of information. It was frustrating.

His only thought was to somehow locate the Yukiteru of this world, despite not knowing his appearance, and hope that Yukiteru's presence might help reawaken his memories.

He sighed. "But the question is, where is-"

His words were abruptly cut off by a body slamming into him, the latter falling backwards to the ground with a pile of books scattered everywhere.

Upon recovering from the sudden collision, Akise looked down to see a young boy wearing a tan wool cap covering messy brown hair, and a brown jacket over a black sweater. The boy appeared to be around his own age.

He noticed that the boy had instinctively grabbed a blue flip phone after it had fallen on the floor next to him. The phone's screen showed several notes.

Akise's eyes widened as the brown-haired boy looked up at him. Vibrant cobalt eyes stared up at him in shock. Akise's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't seen anyone quite like him before. A rare gem.

"S-sorry!" the boy mumbled, scrambling to pick up his belongings. "I was so concentrated on my phone that I guess I wasn't looking where I was going." He haphazardly tossed all of his things into his backpack, zipping it up tightly.

Akise gave a small smile. "No, it's quite alright," he said, reaching a hand out to the boy on the floor. "Akise Aru. And yours?"

The boy blinked twice. His eyebrows furrowed, as if internally deciding whether he should trust him or not. Then, apparently perceiving him to be no threat, the boy tentatively grabbed his hand and Akise heaved him to his height.

"T-thanks," the boy replied, giving a hesitant smile. "I'm . . . Amano Yukiteru."

"A pleasure," Akise said, his hand still firmly latched onto Yukiteru's. Yukiteru seemed to notice this as Akise felt Yukiteru's hand start to pull away from his. Akise only gripped his hand tighter, eliciting a sharp gasp from the other boy. He stared deeply into the other boy's eyes. "I don't believe I've seen you around, Amano Yukiteru."

Yukiteru shifted uncomfortably. "I transferred to this school last week," he explained. He looked to their locked hands. "Uh, I'm actually kind of in a hurry, so . . . ."

Akise's grin grew wider, letting go of Yukiteru's hand. "Of course," he said. "You have a phone number, right?"

Yukiteru avoided his gaze, looking as if he was desperately seeking an out.
"W-well . . . yes, but I," he began. "But I-huh?!"

He was startled when Akise suddenly snatched the phone out of his hand, his fingers rapidly typing in keys.

Yukiteru desperately tried to snatch his phone back, but Akise thwarted his hands. "H-hey! Give that back! What are you-"

A chime could be heard from Akise's purple jacket pocket. He smiled, offering Yukiteru his cell back.

Yukiteru snatched it out of his hands, shooting him a mean look. "What did you do?!" he demanded, frantically searching through his phone.

"Check your contacts," Akise replied, walking away from him. He stopped and glanced over his shoulder, giving him a broad smile. "I look forward to speaking with you soon, Amano Yukiteru."

He continued walking.

Yukiteru watched Akise's retreating form in awe before scrolling through his list of contacts. Sure enough, an Akise Aru appeared in his phonebook. He gasped in surprise at what he saw next.

Beside the words, Akise Aru, was a tiny red heart.

Author's Notes: Aaaannnndddd . . . first chapter complete! Nine more to go.

What did you think of the first chapter? Did Akise seem casual, forward, or maybe something else? And how is Yukiteru going to react if he ever receives any texts or calls from Akise, now that Akise has left a small hint of his intentions on Yukiteru's cellphone? What would you do? Let me know, I'm curious.

Stay tuned for the next chapter! I'll try to have another chapter out by Wednesday since these chapters will be relatively short. Cheers!