Short Fic: Just Happy to See You
Title: Just Happy to See You
Author: shinobi_genius
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Joshua. He deserves his own warning.
Summary: Post-game, Joshua tries to seduce Neku who unfortunately has no idea what the hell Joshua is getting at and only knows it can't be good.
Notes: This was originally written for a certain meme and I thought I’d re-post it... Completely worksafe since I lack guts. 8D
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Neku was dozing off against the statue of Hachiko whilst waiting for his friends to show up but he was jolted out of his daze when a long-fingered hand deftly lifted his phones and something warm and moist lovingly traced the outer rim of his ear. Almost letting a decidedly unmanful shriek escape, he catapulted himself away from where he had been perched, smashing headlong into a faceless passerby before landing ungracefully on his bottom. As the gears in his frantic and half-asleep mind began whirling around furiously in an attempt to figure out what had just so rudely violated him, a light, tinkling giggle rang somewhere above him. Tipping his head back to locate the source of that unnerving sound, he froze as teasing violet eyes swam into sight.
Oh, his mind helpfully supplied him. Shit. His murderer did not appear to be fazed by his apparent dismay and started to lean closer. Did...did he just... ?
"My, my, Neku-dear. With a reaction like that, it almost seems like you're not happy to see me." Smirking, and with his shins digging into Neku's back was Mother-and-Father-call-me-fucking-Joshua- Kiryuu. A million different thoughts surged through his head. He wanted to punch the grin off that insufferable face, to holler insults, to shake those scrawny shoulders until all the answers fell out.
He opened his mouth, perhaps to scream, perhaps to cry, but all that came out was, "You just licked me."
"That I did," Joshua replied without missing a beat. Neku waited for an explanation. Joshua continued to smile at him patiently and started to circle around him.
"Why," Neku demanded, breaking the lag in the conversation, "did you decide it was a good idea to do that?" Still sitting, he discretely looked around. Where the hell were his friends?
"That," Neku looked up, alarmed to see that the smaller boy had suddenly dropped down on his knees in front of him, "was to show you just how... happy I am to see you."
The hairs on the back of Neku's neck began to steadily rise along with a deep sense of foreboding. His breathing deepened as Joshua began to edge closer deliberately, one hand reaching up to toy with one of the buttons on his dress shirt. Neku's face flushed and eyes widened as Joshua gazed up at him with his soft-looking curls falling attractively into smoldering, half-lidded eyes. "Ne-ku..." he breathed out, reaching forward to tug down Neku's high collar with a finger and the orange-haired boy felt his throat constrict as he made some sort of strangled cross between a whimper and a squeak. His eyes couldn't help but trace the curve along Joshua's slender arms and up to his undone shirt that had slid down to reveal the smooth skin of his pale shoulders and the Composer of Shibuya was... wait... was he... was he crawling into his lap?!
Joshua huffed and crossed his arms as he watched his proxy run off in fright. Dress shirt bunched up around his elbows and looking mightily displeased, he kicked at the ground in what could only be called a childish manner. "Oh just shut up, Sanae." The deep chuckling echoed long after Shibuya's scowling Composer had disappeared.
Author: shinobi_genius
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Joshua. He deserves his own warning.
Summary: Post-game, Joshua tries to seduce Neku who unfortunately has no idea what the hell Joshua is getting at and only knows it can't be good.
Notes: This was originally written for a certain meme and I thought I’d re-post it... Completely worksafe since I lack guts. 8D
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Neku was dozing off against the statue of Hachiko whilst waiting for his friends to show up but he was jolted out of his daze when a long-fingered hand deftly lifted his phones and something warm and moist lovingly traced the outer rim of his ear. Almost letting a decidedly unmanful shriek escape, he catapulted himself away from where he had been perched, smashing headlong into a faceless passerby before landing ungracefully on his bottom. As the gears in his frantic and half-asleep mind began whirling around furiously in an attempt to figure out what had just so rudely violated him, a light, tinkling giggle rang somewhere above him. Tipping his head back to locate the source of that unnerving sound, he froze as teasing violet eyes swam into sight.
Oh, his mind helpfully supplied him. Shit. His murderer did not appear to be fazed by his apparent dismay and started to lean closer. Did...did he just... ?
"My, my, Neku-dear. With a reaction like that, it almost seems like you're not happy to see me." Smirking, and with his shins digging into Neku's back was Mother-and-Father-call-me-fucking-Joshua- Kiryuu. A million different thoughts surged through his head. He wanted to punch the grin off that insufferable face, to holler insults, to shake those scrawny shoulders until all the answers fell out.
He opened his mouth, perhaps to scream, perhaps to cry, but all that came out was, "You just licked me."
"That I did," Joshua replied without missing a beat. Neku waited for an explanation. Joshua continued to smile at him patiently and started to circle around him.
"Why," Neku demanded, breaking the lag in the conversation, "did you decide it was a good idea to do that?" Still sitting, he discretely looked around. Where the hell were his friends?
"That," Neku looked up, alarmed to see that the smaller boy had suddenly dropped down on his knees in front of him, "was to show you just how... happy I am to see you."
The hairs on the back of Neku's neck began to steadily rise along with a deep sense of foreboding. His breathing deepened as Joshua began to edge closer deliberately, one hand reaching up to toy with one of the buttons on his dress shirt. Neku's face flushed and eyes widened as Joshua gazed up at him with his soft-looking curls falling attractively into smoldering, half-lidded eyes. "Ne-ku..." he breathed out, reaching forward to tug down Neku's high collar with a finger and the orange-haired boy felt his throat constrict as he made some sort of strangled cross between a whimper and a squeak. His eyes couldn't help but trace the curve along Joshua's slender arms and up to his undone shirt that had slid down to reveal the smooth skin of his pale shoulders and the Composer of Shibuya was... wait... was he... was he crawling into his lap?!
Joshua huffed and crossed his arms as he watched his proxy run off in fright. Dress shirt bunched up around his elbows and looking mightily displeased, he kicked at the ground in what could only be called a childish manner. "Oh just shut up, Sanae." The deep chuckling echoed long after Shibuya's scowling Composer had disappeared.