Nezushi 30 Day Challenge

Soulmate AU

Soulmate AU: Where a person has a timer on the inside of their arm counting down to the moment they will meet their soulmate.

Also this will take place when Nezumi and Shion are children.

Nezumi was free. Granted there were several officers chasing after him trying to kill him, but he was free. The squish of mud under his feet made him feel more alive than he had in his whole life. The cool air nipping at his nose made him want to cry from happiness. It also made him wish he had a coat. Nezumi looked down at his arm. The numbers were still counting down. He had thought they'd be at zero. He had thought they were counting down his moments until freedom. Apparently not, considering his timer was still at five minutes. He'd find out what it was counting down to soon enough. For now, he had to keep running.

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Shion hated waiting. He hated looking at his arm finding numbers glowing back at him. He just wanted to meet this person, and fall in love. Maybe he'd end up marrying his soulmate, who's to say? Shion watched another minute tick by on his arm, before deciding to go upstairs. Once he was upstairs he laid in his bed wondering how he'd meet his soulmate inside his own house. Maybe Safu would bring a friend from school. No, that was impossible she didn't have many friends. He looked down at his arm, two minutes.

Shion sat up from his bed, and looked to his window. It was storming. Wanting to clear his head he walked over to the glass windows and threw them open, the rain pelted him, and caused little trails of water to roll down his face and neck. One minute left. Shion screamed. Why? He wasn't sure. It just felt right. The winds blew harder, and moved Shion backwards. Deciding it was best to go back inside his room, he did so. 30 seconds. Shion dried his face and took one last deep breath. He turned around and saw a figure lurking in his room. A beep went off in the back of his mind. Before Shion could properly greet his soulmate, hands flew around his neck.

There was a wound on the person's shoulder. He tried desperately to breath. He looked at the person's arm one last time, and saw the 00:00:00:00:00:00 on their arm. The person trying to kill them really was his soulmate.

"Stop. I can help you. You're hurt," before any soulmate business went down, he needed to be able to breathe. So he bribed the person in front of him with medical aid.

The person dropped Shion in a second. Gasping in some air, Shion stood carefully. He looked at this person in his room. Their skin was fair and as light as porcelain. His silver eyes shone like the sun in the moon light. His messy and dirty hair was sticking out in all directions. It looked like the person hadn't slept in a week.

"Why do you have a timer on your arm too?" the boy asked.

"It's a count down to when you'll meet your soulmate," Shion explained, as he began to look for his first aid kit.

"What's a soulmate?" Shion stopped, and looked at the boy in front of him.  How could he not know what a soulmate is?

"It means we're destined to be with each other forever," Shion replied and grabbed the first aid kit.

"You're my soulmate?"

"Yes that's why I'm helping you. Now how did you get hurt? It looks like a gunshot wound."

The boy looked away, but still nodded in response. Shion decided he needed to get the bullet out. So, he took out the tweezers and put them near the opening of the wound.

"This is going to hurt. A lot," Shion warned. He waited until the boy took a deep breath to plunge the tool inside him. 

Shion watched the boy trying not to scream as he extracted the bullet. Once he finally got it out, the boy sighed in relief. Taking the bandages, Shion wrapped them tightly around the bleeding wound on the boys shoulder.

"What's your name?" Shion asked while putting the bandages away.

"People call me Nezumi."

"That's not very nice."

"The world's not nice," Nezumi shivered, and tried to wrap his soaking wet and bloodied clothes closer for warmth.

"Here let me get you something warmer to wear," Shion moved toward his closet, where he saw the sweater Safu had given him. It'll have to do.

"It's not the nicest sweater but it's warm," he handed the sweater to Nezumi.

Nezumi took off his other shirt, and pulled the sweater over his head. A moment later he was warm, and rather happy.

"What happened to you?"

Nezumi didn't reply. Instead he laid down on Shion's bed. It was warm and rather comfortable.

"So, soulmate, what do you want to do?" Shion asked, hoping to make the other boy seem happier.

"Sleep," Nezumi replied, and pulled the pillow closer to himself.

Shion laid down next to Nezumi, and wrapped his hand around Nezumi's. They sat there in silence, until Shion began to giggle.

"What a way to meet your soulmate huh? They sneak inside your house, and try to kill you. While you have to heal their gun wounds. Kinda interesting huh?"

Nezumi laughed along. Once the laughter had quieted down Nezumi moved closer to Shion. He had his head resting on Shion's collarbone. They sat in silence, and eventually Shion fell asleep.

"I'm glad my timer brought me to you," Nezumi whispered before he too drifted off.

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When Shion awoke the next morning Nezumi was gone. But something in his heart told him that Nezumi would be back someday. So he waited for that day to come. He waited through being kicked out of his house, and through leaving everything he knew behind. He waited for Nezumi as he watched his mother struggle to keep their bakery going. He waited for Nezumi to take him away, to allow him to escape. It wasn't until he watched his friend die, and the threat of the correction center that Nezumi took him away.

Boy was he glad he did, because he had a prince-charming saving him for once, not the other way around.

A/N: Hello frands. I posted this to my Deviant Art, but you guys here on Wattpad get an extended ending because you guys have been with me since the beginning. (Lmao, it's actually because I posted it on there first and I'm too lazy to add the extended ending over there too.)