A/N. -static- This is your authoress speaking. We are now ready to take off on our first WEWY fiction. Please, fasten your seat belts and turn off your cell phones. We will encounter some turbulence in the form of swearing, unreturned love, concerned friends, and close calls with death in its many forms. No flames, please, and enjoy your flight of fancy. -static again-
DISCLAIMER: As if you really have to ask... If I was the owner of Square Enix, would I really be wasting my time on here? Sheesh.
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Chapter One -
The Pebble Drops -
Three friends sat at a table outside of Sunshine Station side in Shibuya, two boys and one girl. The girl looked to be around 12-13 years of age, with short blonde hair and wearing an oversized long sleeve blue shirt, her hands usually hidden except for now as she tugged a black knit cap tighter down on her head. Her just turned 17 year old brother was wearing a plain white shirt and a black stocking cap with a skull on the front, a skateboard tucked under his arm as he chatted casually with the girl. The third was 16, his pumpkin-colored hair spikes contrasting with the black and purple shirt he wore, the huge loose collar hiding his mouth as he lip-synced to the music that poured almost continuously out of his headphones.
"Hey, Phones? " The skateboard holding boy turned to the younger (by 3 months) male. 'Phones' opened one smoky blue eye disinterestedly. "What, Beat? "
The girl pointed to his cell phone laying on the table, vibrating a flashing a message on the screen as it buzzed slightly against the glass tabletop. "Shiki's texting you, Neku. "
Before Beat could so much as blink, Neku had snatched his phone of the table and flicked it open.
'Today's Mission:
Meet me at Mexican Dog. You have 30 minutes. Fail, and face this eraser. '
Attached was a picture of a small pink rectangle with an angry face drawn on it with permanent marker. A smile stole across Neku's face, and he laughed very softly. Typical Shiki.
Beat smirked. "What'd your girlfriend say, Phones? "
"She's not my- oh, fuck it. It's that obvious, huh? " He looked sheepishly over the top of his phone at Rhyme. She nodded. "You'd almost have to TRY to be more blatant. "
"Yet, somehow, Shiki just doesn't get it. " Neku noted somewhat bitterly. "I'll tell her tomorrow. Damn girls. "
"Oh, yo' better not be talking about my sister, Phones. You may be my brother-of-another-mother, but diss my sis and I'll bust a cap in yo' ass! " Beat snapped. (A/N. I really shouldn't try to talk gansta, should I?)
Neku grinned evilly. "Who said I was talking about Rhyme, Beat-ris? (Beatrice) "
Beat mock-lunged at the teenager who quickly jumped up and began jogging in the direction of Spain Hill. "Gonna be late, sorry, talk to you later! "
Rhyme giggled at her brother. "You have to admit, that last comment was pretty sharp. "
"Yeah, but don' tell Phones dat. He'd never let me live it down, " Beat grunted as both watched Neku's orange hair weave through the crowd.
"Fo' sho', " his sister concluded, imitating her brother's way of talking.
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Through the glass wall of the Mexican food place, Neku could see Shiki sitting alone in a booth for two, her back to him and her black hair still, save the occasional swish as she looked around for him. She had grown it out since the Game's end, and it hung in stylish waves just past her shoulders. Mr. Mew was habitually sitting on her lap- Neku could just see his tail laying along the side of one long thin leg.
He forced back down his blush, and walked smoothly into the shop, totally ignoring her as she waved to get his attention in the corner of his eye. Looking entirely bored and casual, he scanned the store, blue gaze sweeping over her without a flicker of emotion evident. He turned his back on her and continued his charade of searching.
Something soft hit the back of his head- a considerable amount of force, but totally painless. Hiding his smirk as best as he could, he came face to face with his secret love. Her hands were on her hips, one of them holding Mr. Mew (who she had hit him with), dark brown eyes sparkling in her bare face.
Wait, bare? No glasses! Damn, she looked good without them, her black hair framing her face set with frustration, so different from the skittish geek she had been a year ago.
Neku cleared his throat. "Oh, there you are, Stalker. "
"Don't make me whip out the Eraser of Doom, Neku. You knew very well it was me as soon as you walked in. YOU- " She poked him boldly in the chest, "ARE A PAIN. "
He laughed. "Whatever you say, Stalker. Just don't sick Piggie on me again. "
"He's a cat, Neku. A CAT. Uggg, I don't know why I even bother with you sometimes! " She threw her hands in the air in mock despair. Neku placated her by catching her wrist and taking her back to her table and sitting across from her.
"All right, you win. What do you want, anyway? " He put on an air of exaggerated patience and checked his wristwatch. "I've got a VERY full schedule. "
"I wanted to show you something. " She tossed her hair out of her face and over her shoulder, looking demurely at Neku as her head tilted from one side to the other, showing off her glass-less face. "Notice anything.. different? "
"You've developed a twitch in your neck and you keep having spasms? "
"Will you knock it off, Neku? " She glared at him. "My neck is just fine, and you damn well know it. Guess again. "
Neku rested his chin in one hand and studied her intently with narrowed eyes. At last he slapped his forehead and leaned back. "Ohh, I get it, Shiki. "
She beamed. "Yep. "
"You lost your glasses again. Honestly, you shouldn't be wandering around town if you can't see. " He could feel her angry gaze burning holes in his chest as he continued, "I swear, I'm going to have to buy you a chain for them like accountants and old people use... "
"NEKU! ARGH! " Shiki huffed and snatched her plushie from the table. "You are such an ass sometimes! I got contacts! GOD! "
Neku caught her arm as she passed by him, fully intent on storming out. "I'm kidding, Shiki. I noticed as soon as I walked in. You look great. "
Calm blue eyes met fiery brown ones for a long moment, and not for the first time Neku wished he could kiss her. But... he just couldn't. He didn't want to loose her just because of his romantic longings. She meant too much to him.
"Would it have killed you to say that to start with? " Shiki muttered as she sat back down, still looking cross.
"How about... yes? " Neku chuckled, crossing his legs under the table and accidently brushing against her. A jolt shot though him, but he covered it by looking quickly away and faking interest in a couple that just walked in.
"That's not all I wanted to tell you, " she crowed, her eyes sparkling. "You'll never guess. "
"I'm dying of anticipation, " he replied, mock-yawning as he wrestled back down another blush. Damn things were happening a lot lately.
"I... " Shiki took a breath dramatically, " officially have a boyfriend. "
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Muahahah, the first chapter is done. Review and tell me what you think!