The Game (Neku x Reader)

Chapter 3

3rd person P.O.V.~

As the (h/c) Reaper started to fall towards the ground, the Composer reached out and caught her in his arms that seemed to illuminate her body with the light radiating off of him. He was careful of the delicate wings on her back, making sure to support her body between them. His celestial form was physically stronger than his RG form, allowing him to easily carry her towards Dead God's Pad, where she was then set on one of two white couches in the room. The girl stirred slightly as she adjusted to the soft surface of the couch. She would wake up shortly after officially becoming the Conductor of Shibuya, the Composer thought. The Composer took in a deep breath as his nearly angelic form disappeared into thin air, fading away to reveal a boy who looked no more than fifteen with ash-blond hair and violet eyes that stared at the Reaper, who was now his Conductor.

He noted the affects of the power taking place as her once wild imagination that he could sense from anywhere in Shibuya soon became more refined with hints of outbursts here and there. The aura surrounding her with the Conductor powers was something that the Composer was positive that his Producer had felt, even from across Shibuya in the cafe he ran. She would have to practice to fully control her new abilities under his supervision.

"So you're the one that Neku was so fond of all those years ago. (Y/n) (L/n)," the Composer mused, taking a seat on the edge of the couch near (Y/n)'s legs. He crossed his own and continued to look at her serene face with a smirk slowly making its way onto his face. "I suppose it's no wonder that you would do anything to see him again. Although, nothing was holding you back from seeing him during the Game. You could've seen him were it not for the invisible chains wrapped around your ankles because you took my words to heart. However, between you and me, your imagination surpasses Neku's just barely." He paused for a moment as the intricate wings on (Y/n)'s back stirred and grew in size ever so slightly.

"You're going to have lots of questions for me, but I think that won't be a problem. I have no intention of leaving you answer less after all."

Thinking to himself about the Reaper laying unconscious next to him, a sudden vibration from his own pocket brought him out of his thoughts as he pulled out his faded and dull, orange flip phone. His lips tugged back into a neutral state as he read over the text from his Producer, deciding to respond later to it as he glanced over towards the peaceful (h/c) girl, whose eyes were beginning to open, revealing confused, (e/c) orbs.

(Y/n)'s P.O.V.~

As I slowly opened my eyes, I brought an arm up to my face to shield my eyes from the sudden brightness of the room. My body felt different as a pounding headache knocked on my skull, causing me to let out a slight groan as I rubbed my forehead. As I looked around, I noticed that I was in Dead God's Pad, and an all too familiar boy sat at my feet, looking at me with a smirk that fit him way too well for my liking. Why was I in Dead God's Pad? Did he move me here?

"Good afternoon dear~ I hope you had a nice rest while your body was becoming accustomed to your new abilities," he said as I had to bite my tongue from lashing out at him calling me 'dear'. "I suppose I should properly introduce myself though as we're going to be seeing each other quite a bit. My name is Yoshiya Kiryu, but Mother and Father always called me Joshua, so I suppose you can too. After all, you are, my dear Conductor."

The name sounded familiar and my eye twitched at the tone in his voice, talking to me as if I was an oblivious child. Joshua, huh? Neku must have had a handful, dealing with him, even if this person was the Composer. The questions from before raced throughout my mind and as I opened my mouth to speak, Joshua shushed me and held up his hand, making me shut my mouth.