Standing Tall Chapter 1

Originally posted on AO3 & fanfiction.net

Fandom: The World Ends With You

Pairings: Up for interpretation

Summery: Where Neku’s dad is abusive, Joshua finds out, and doesn’t like it one bit

The first time it happens it isn’t a big deal, just a slap to the back of the head for doing something stupid. There is a brief flash of pain but it’s gone just as quickly. You scowl and grumble about it not being your fault and you both move on. That is until a bump on the head becomes a slap across the face for getting a bad grade on a test. It’s then and there that it becomes not ok. The bruise sticks around for a week and no one comments or asks about it. When you try to tell your mom what happened she dismisses it with a casual, “You know he didn’t mean it.” But she doesn’t meet your eyes. It’s then that you notice the bruise around her wrist that looks suspiciously like a hand.

There is now a connection between the two of you and it makes you feel sick. What’s even worse is you know you are trapped. That night all you can hear is your mom sobbing down the hall. When there is suddenly a sound of skin hitting skin and then silence you know what’s happened. You hate him for hurting her but you hate her just as much for taking it lying down. From then on you don’t think of them as your parents.

A slap becomes a punch and a punch becomes a kick but you’ll be damned if you don’t at least try to give as good as you get. The kids at school just think you’re a punk who likes getting into fights and the teachers all gave up on you as soon as you showed up one day with a split lip. No one asks where the scrapes and bruises come from so you don’t bother telling. Every day His sneer gets more pronounced and the bags under Her eyes get darker. When it’s obvious that all the attention the marks get is a handful of scornful looks you start covering them up. You’re not ashamed of them, actually far from it, but it’s just easier to walk down the street when nobody’s looking at you. You now have your values; the rest of the world can keep theirs.

By the time your fifteen it’s become insignificant. Neither of Them are home very often anymore and you think they are both cowards. All that you really care about is music and CAT, at least until you are shot full of lead twice. Sure you get some friends out of the deal and maybe become a better person. Still doesn’t mean that Josh isn’t an egotistical prick.

Evangelion AU: What if Yui left a (human sized) robot version of herself lying around just for kicks and it turns on shortly after shinji is abandoned by Gendo. Naturally it seeks out her little baby and when she finds him traumatized on the side of the road she takes him in and raises him herself.

Prankster’s Price

Fandom: The World Ends With You

Pairings: Up for interpretation

Summery: In which Joshua makes a mistake and has to live with it

It was supposed to be harmless, just a little bit of fun. But things went wrong too quickly and even the mighty Composer of Shibuya has his limitations. I was just goofing off. It was a slow week and the Game always seemed to be boring since the Long Game. So I stopped by and started playing peekaboo with you and your friends between frequencies. Everyone was laughing and I felt included for once in what seemed like forever. I hadn’t been paying attention to our surroundings. Why should I? We were all in my territory; we were supposed to be safe.

 So when you dive in front of me and push me back – like I had done to you all those days, weeks, months ago – all I can do is watch in horror as you are hit and go down. It was only supposed to be a containment spell that was meant to detain me until I could be taken in for disobeying a stupid rule.

They still don’t know what it’s done to you. Things like this were never meant to be used on a living soul. You just love to surprise people don’t you? But seeing you lying there without your horrible clothing and with pale skin is just wrong. You get thinner every day and I can’t do anything but wait around and hope.

It’s almost poetic. The higher ups have lifted all the bans previously placed on me but in exchange I can’t do the thing I want to most. It’s just like the Game all over again. Sure I got to be Composer but I lost something important and I don’t even know what that something is.

I’m so sorry, please wake up Neku…

The first time I went to pick up my anti-depressants my mom was with me. The lady behind the counter gave me a judging look because I was also picking up the birth control my doctor had prescribed me. She gave me the speech about not taking the anti-depressants with alcohol  and my mom had to stop herself from saying, “my child isn’t like that.” because it would just make her look stupid. The lady behind the counter then told me to make sure not to have sex for at least a week because it takes at least that long for them to kick in. 

At this point I was pretty annoyed because I knew she must be required to tell me these things but she didn’t need to give me such dirty looks. When they were paid for and we were heading for the car both me and my mom complained about it all the way home.

Looking back on it now is pretty funny but it’s also kind of sad that I was judged kinda harshly for taking something that has really improved my attitude and outlook on life.

FLOP

Took one of my sleeping pills. the world has began to flop and I can’t make my stupid hiccups go away. typing is kinda hard to do. Oh, finished my English class which is nice. my cat has gone ninja again cause I can’t find her.

she was under the bed. I think she is telling me to get my butt in bed.

hiccups are the worst punishment in the world I mean seriously they are involuntary and hurt a lot and makes my flesh lumps jiggle.

STUPID HICCUPS!

still gotta brush my teeth though

gOOd nIghT  haha it’s still before midnight

Punishment

Fandom: The World Ends With You

Pairings: Up for interpretation

Summery: The consequences for breaking the rules are a little different than expected.

You can hear music sometimes, even when your headphones are off.  It was quiet at first, so faint you didn’t even notice it. As time passed it grew louder and became an almost constant presence. You realized quickly that no one else could hear it, although sometimes you think Rhyme can hear echoes. But Beat, Shiki, and Eri remain clueless and for some reason this both reassures and frustrates you.

Every day you visit the Hachiko statue. Sometimes you’re there for hours and other times you only glance at it before continuing on. The place gives you a jumble of feelings from warmth to terror but you can’t seem to go a day without visiting. You don’t tell anyone the reason why because you don’t even know.

It’s become a joke of the group that everyone but Eri seems to flinch whenever they see someone in a red jacket. When it first happened everyone laughed a little but underneath the humor there was a feeling of unease. No one pointed it out, but everyone could all tell that something was wrong. It was the same wrongness that is felt whenever Shiki is mistaken for Eri. If the flash of pain that travels through both their eyes is ignored then it simply isn’t there.

When the fashion magazine on your coffee table catches your eye you glance through it. It was probably left by your workaholic mom on one of the rare times she breezed through to change clothes. The only reason you bother with these kinds of magazines is because you’ve become Shiki and Eri’s unofficial mannequin and you like to at least have an idea of what you will most likely be forced to wear. When you pass by a page about past fashion trends it catches your eye. What you see is an article about a red pin and the world goes black for a moment. By the time you come back to yourself you are panting hard and the magazine is in shreds. The music is louder than ever and you think that you might be just a little bit insane.

All of you carry pins on you everywhere you go. Beat insists they are a good luck charm and Rhyme says she likes the pictures on them. Shiki always mumbles about them being reassuring and makes Eri wear several just because.  You keep yours because you know they are important even though you don’t know why. Whenever there are extras they are left in an easily visible place. No one talks about why they do that either.

Headaches seem to be passing between the group like the common cold. Sometimes they are minor annoyances and other times they become full blown migraines. When they get really bad the person affected always seems to be glancing at something at the corner of their eye. You all know that what is seen is something that is not there so it becomes another unspoken connection. You are all frightened but if it remains unacknowledged it will all just go away.

You’re walking home alone when you hear it over the music. Probably the most annoying sound in the world and it cuts through you like a knife. It is the most frustrating giggle you have heard and you thank whatever is out there that you manage to make it home before you burst into tears. You swear you hear a faint coo and sigh before whatever it was is gone. You don’t stop crying until you exhaust yourself into unconsciousness. You still go to Hachiko the next day.

When everyone gathers at CAT Street you all know that something is going to change. Eri insisted she come even though she knows she doesn’t have to be involved. As you approach the small café that has been closed for as long as you’ve known it has existed it’s as if the whole world is holding its breath. You push open the door and the darkened space comes alive. As the lights come on it’s like a switch had been flipped in your head and suddenly everything makes a lot more sense. Beat is holding Rhyme as though he’ll never see her again and Rhyme is patting him reassuringly on the head. Both Shiki and Eri are hugging and sobbing and apologizing over and over again. By the time your eyes rove over to the two by the counter Josh has already stood up and begun moving towards you. When he notices your gaze he abruptly stops and seems unsure how to continue. He’s on the floor before he comes to a decision. Your hand hurts pretty badly but you sure feel a hell of a lot better. You step right over him and sit down on a stool before motioning back.

“You are an insufferable prick Josh, now get over here and buy me an overpriced coffee.”

The look on his face is possibly worth all the shit you’ve been through since those three weeks ended and everyone else has seemed to have calmed down and joined you on a stool. You still think you are owed a pretty damned good explanation though. When every person has a coffee you glance at Joshua and give him a pointed look.

“Well you see I may have broken a couple of rules with the games you participated in and the higher ups weren’t exactly happy…”