7I do NOT own The world ends with you! no matter how much I wish I did. I only own the OC characters, and two of which are my friends' characters.
Yes, this is BOY OC X Neku later on, and yes, Its slash fiction, if you DON'T like that, then please don't read this.
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This started with a role play my friend and I have done. I know there are many many MANY other pairings with TWEWY Characters, this is my pairing!. I don't bitch, or complain that I owned that character or shot off at other people for making their own OC X Character pairings because its THEIR business what they want to make public, just as it is mine . Its called freedom of the press, and if you actually wanted to read this, then I applaud your character for tolerating my opinions toward the whole Fangirl/boysim.
"Words" Styx speak
'words' Styx thought
-words- Neku thought
words Neku speak
Faster…faster…
Feet pounded the pavement of the crowded Shibuya streets. A boy, svelte and small compared to everything else around him, was running for his life. Hair a light blond, turned downward, panicked eyes a pale, pale blue. Any clothing he had couldn't be identified from it's scraped up, dirt covered state.
Breathless, he turned down an alleyway and began to climb a fence…to no avail. His footing slipped on the other side, and he was caught upside down, hanging by his knotted shoe lace.
Styx was one of the many outcasts of Shibuya, and didn't really mind it. However, being an outcast had its disadvantages. As shadows started to enter the alleyway, belonging to classmates with slightly bruised faces…Styx was about to find out one of those disadvantages. Styx closed hi s eyes tightly and waited for the worst, trapped like a blonde rat.
Bloodied and bruised, Styx crawled out of the alleyway and slowly got to his feet. "….go figure" he rubbed his shoulder, which was probably going to kill him later. Walking back to his dorm, the walk an hour on foot, two if one felt like it was sprained.
Styx was 15 years old, already in a boarding school by his own choice. His parents left five years ago, dying in a plane crash. His older brother Neon took care of them both until his band made it big, and he left on tour last year. Styx had no other real choice, unable to do much else; he endured the hell he claimed to live in.
Growling, he covered his ears as the noise of Shibuya's busy streets surfaced a fresh headache. 'I hate them.' He growled, standing
'I hate People...all of them...' He listened to some people chattering, and some music starting to blast from a rave somewhere nearby
'Just shut up...all of you!...I don't need this crap'
He covered his ears in frustration, at an attempt to block out the noise...or to hold in whatever sanity kept him from suicide.
'I didn't need them (his parents)...I don't need this (society)...I'm the only one who knows what's really going to become of us, wish it would happen sooner...' He growled louder 'then it would be just me, how it should be...'-"N-NANI?"
Styx tripped, falling hard on his knees and arm, all of which soon became scrapped up and bleeding. "Great…." He hissed, rolling over onto his back and sitting up, wincing at the bleeding wounds, before looking to find his offender.
Nobody was there, but sticking out from behind a cinder block, was a pair of blue headphones. Bulky and airtight, they looked like a wireless set, or a trashed old set that never made it to the dump. Picking them up, Styx found them crusted with dirt and gravel, but if he could clean them, its money saved. "….even random objects are out to get me" He mumbled, stomping across the street…he almost didn't see the truck going full speed till its horn blew Styx out of his blind rage. Lunging across the street and making a rough plant onto the sidewalk on the other side. His heartbeat drowned out the profanity that the driver was covering up with his horn.
Dizzy with adrenaline and heart threatening to burst, Styx scrambled down the sidewalk, finding his run down dorm room a hell of a lot safer then out here at the moment. He was so panicked, that he never felt an ominous spark tickle his palm where it grasp hold of the dirty headset.
In the pits of darkness, Neku began to awaken, groggy and unresponsive. 'Wha?" cramped, confined space slowly registered in his head 'where am I….and…more importantly…" it shuddered, feeling like he was coated in some kind of….
"Why am I coated in MUD?!"
Another shudder as he felt something taking parts away from the confined space, and a damper object moving closer.
Styx's room was a simple one; cream walls covered in half done graffiti, a single bed covered in army print bed sheets. The white floor was littered with cans, and a single closet in a far corner opposite the bathroom. The door for the closet stuck often, Styx having to kick it open in the mornings to get dressed.
Styx was slowly cleaning off the headset, having not too long ago changed clothing and bandaged himself up. He was using a damp cloth to remove dry dust and dirt from the interior workings of the set, while letting the hard plastic parts soak in water to remove the mud. He slowly re-assembled the headset, now clear of mud and dirt, it was a pretty blue hue 'I can always spray paint them later'. He flipped the switch on the side a few times "Maybe they still work?"Standing, he slid the headset on over his ears.
Neku felt as if a bolt had struck him motionless, before falling hard on a white floor. Once his senses regained, he sat up, caching a glimpse of the blond boy who now held onto his headphones, looking very dizzy and sitting down just as fast as he stood, eyes shut tight. Turning his head to observe his surroundings, he noticed he had no reflection in the mirror attached to the bathroom door.
-This is awkward….- looking for his hands, he couldn't even see himself, but nudging a can of spray paint proved he wasn't totally like a ghost -….—His attention went back to the other boy.
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Well, as odd as that felt….thank you, I was beginning to think Id grow vegetables in all that dirt. Styx felt the bed creek as though a light weight was being placed on it at the same time he heard a faint voice. "N...Nani?" surprised, he removed the headset to rest on his shoulders, looking around, only to hear an even fainter voice; I said-Hey! Put those back on! You can't hear me without them!. Styx slowly, almost shaking, slid the headphones back over his ears, and listened.
Thank you… a soft sigh Look long story short….Hi, I'm Neku…and apparently was trapped in my old headphones. Styx turned two shades paler 'blunt….' Pausing, he reached up to the sides of the headphones "Maybe it's dialed into a station already?"
no-no-no, I'm not a station; I was….am…a kid. Granted I'm...a bit older now. I don't really remember quite what happened but...h-hey! There was a slap to Styx's hand which caused him to recoil.Listen to me Blondie! I'm talking. Surprised again, Styx leaned away from where he felt the invisible hand, overcompensating the width of his bed and falling off it in his panic. …wow…you're balanced Styx felt the hand again, grabbing onto his arm, and with strength, pulling him back onto the hard mattress. Again, I'm Neku, I'm stuck in my old headphones, and I'd like to not stay stuck in them!.
Styx noticed his arm still In Neku's grip, pulling it free with a huff, ghost or not, he wasn't scared….much… "Your problem, not mine…nothing I can do about it" He jerked the headset off "no such thing as possessed headphones either!" He flopped onto his bed, tossing the set onto his desk.
The Next thing Styx felt was his body being dragged by a foot, straight off the bed. His leg hitting the desk and body hitting the floor, scraping the bandaged wounds open so they bled into the bandaging. "Do that again…" Styx hissed, wincing and grabbing the headphones "and these go right back where I found them!"
Noted Neku bent to eye level Now, listen to me...uh...you. I want you to help me find my body. If you do that, I'll be out of your hair forever and you'll not need to worry about it, okay? Otherwise I'll haunt you. There was a long pause before Styx flipped him off "no way in hell". To him this was all a bad dream "I got enough shit to worry about!" Removing the bandages on his leg, he winced, digging out fresh linens to clean the blood running down his leg from the open wound.
life isn't as bad as you make it out to be…least you have LEGS Neku's hand clasp the bleeding wound, freezing the blood in its path and making indents on Styx' skin. "Yeah but for how long" Styx retorted "look, it's not that I can't help…it's that I'm NO help"
Have you ever tried to help someone other than yourself for once? Trust me, always ends up working better! Styx glared at the empty air "you try getting a good reputation with my life!" A pause as Styx rolled his eyes "I'm Styx…" Neku glanced up Maybe because you're unfriendly….and nice to meet you Styx. Styx shook it off as nothing, wiping the smeared blood "you caused this by the way…when I fucking tripped over you". Neku rolled his eyes note, sprout legs on my HEADPHONES and get out of other people's way!. Styx fumed "oh SHUT UP!" He lifted a fist "or your body is in for a rude awakening!" You mean the one I lack? A soft sigh you said it, not me.
Styx continued to ignore him, talking the headphones off and something thin and shiny from his bedside drawer. Neku had slid under Styx's bed, grabbing onto the bed sheet, and pulling it and Styx off the bed. Styx clutched his wrist, hissing profanity at the fresh blood that flowed from a deep cut, and the thin razor that hit the carpet. Styx got up fast and ignoring Neku again went to the bathroom to take care of the cut and find MORE bandages. Neku followed him against his wishes, whacking him on the back with the headphones and causing Styx to knock everything on the bathroom counter onto the floor. "Great. I'm being driven crazy by a fucking hallucination!" another whack, before Neku jammed the headphones over on Styx's head NOT HALLUCINATION!
Styx gripped the sink roughly, before whipping around and pointing at empty air "you….are so PISSING ME O-" His foot hit a can of bathroom cleaner, it rolled, and Styx slipped, hitting….nothing? He was suspended a foot from the door, at an awkward angle.
you're welcome….. a cough.
Styx pushed off, slightly disbelieving "Y-…you're solid?" 'Of course he's solid, I should of known that by now!' Styx pushed past Neku into his room "I've fucking lost it-you stay out THERE!" He pointed to the door, Neku not moving Long as the headphones are still on I can still talk to y- Styx tossed the phones off "Night person that doesn't exist!" he mumbled, climbing back into bed.
Neku stared at the door, before sliding down to sit next to it "…night"
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