jophiel2287 (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} jophiel2287) wrote,@ 2008-03-31 15:42:00 |
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The Daemonic Arc: Prologue_Changes
Ever since the arduous battle with Sicks, Neuro has remained in a weakly dormant state. Yako waits anxiously for him to awaken again, unaware of the conflicts going through his mind.
((I've decided to post my fanfic series for the show MTNN here in my journal. I'll still post in the Community of course, but this is so people don't have to search through all the pages for them. So enjoy!))
The office was empty as usual with only one occupant resting on one of the couches. While the few cars that drove by in the middle of the night streaked by, and one or two strays toppled a trash can here and there, Neuro remained completely undisturbed from his rest.
The long winded battle against Sicks had really taken a toll on him, forcing him to sleep for weeks on end. Yako and Godai continued to return to the office to see how he was, while at the same time keep their eyes open for any mysteries out there to satisfy his hunger once he woke up.
Yako was especially worried about him, coming early in the morning before going to school and leaving late in the evening to her place. She would sleep over from time to time when ever she let her anxiety get the better, and that was pretty frequent. She just couldn’t shake off the guilt of being no use to him once again, and felt fearful that he may not be so lucky next time.
Godai tried to comfort her in his own gruff way, even coaxing that he would watch out for him so that she could take a break. It just wasn’t enough. She really appreciated it of course, as well as the support of their other friends.
Sasazuka was kind enough to check up on them once and a while when he wasn't too busy back at the station. Akane being who she was continued to comfort and serve Yako during her long stays at the office. And Higuchi was considerate enough to take half the work of searching for new cases-even outside the country.
But nothing they did or said would keep Yako from leaving his side. She even didn’t eat as much in the office, and started to really get serious in searching for new cases to take on; which was even more shocking than her depressed state to everyone.
Little did Yako know that Neuro was already well on his way to regaining his strength over the last few weeks, however something that was bothering him continued to toss and turn in his head. Normally Neuro would not even be fazed in the slightest by anything, yet the arbitrary voice that spoke to him in the previous battles just would not ease his mind.
SICKS:
“….Strange how you should be so entranced by the likes of such inferior beings, even if they are your nourishment and toys; particularly one such as this.”
“….I can not help but feel a sort of lingering weakness that is growing from you, which disgusts my palette to an extreme degree.”
“….Tell me my friend, is it really the fact that she has developed into the perfect cover up for you? Or has something beneath your worth wormed its way into your veins to make you feel such idle behavior ?”
“….You could easily replace this one here, it wouldn’t even take very long before her existence has lost its meaning; yet still you insist on salvaging this one trivial parasite.”
One last image swam into view of Sicks hacking and coughing out blood. “….Heed me well, demon Neuro, you are without a doubt worthy of being the top of the food chain; however your remainder here on earth shall truly be your own demise. I can see it clearly…you are losing the very essence of what you are, and soon you shall give in to such disgraceful weaknesses that shall make you an inferior as well…hahaha, my quite a fascinating thing to see; a demon becoming a human…hahaha...AH~HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!”
As if to here that diluted maniacs voice was not enough, other images began to stream through his once clear and logical mind as well. This had to be the first time he had ever experienced such neurological feelings of pain that were neither rational nor feasible to him as the demon of mysteries. After another odd flash of the opaque images, he blearily opened his keen eyes to see that he was back in the office again.
He lifted himself halfway off the couch, gingerly supporting his head in the palm of his hand. His body still felt a bit drained as his mind was heavy and numb from the long rest that he had taken for the last few weeks. His blue jacket and scarf were hanging against the wall as usual whenever he rested, while akane was drifting to and fro as she whistled in her sleep. Other than the unfamiliar feelings that weighed him down, he felt his appetite as strong as ever. It was still dark outside so his servants were not to be found here at this time, or so he thought.
He looked to his side to see that Yako was asleep at the computer, which was still whirring away. He walked to her and looked down at her figure hunched over the keyboards with her arms folded to use as a pillow. Normally he would just pull her chair back fast to the floor, smack her against the monitor, or something along those lines for his own sheer amusement. But for that brief moment he didn’t want to do anything except watch her sleep.
The rhythm of her breath rolled in and out of her mouth in a peaceful way, brushing past her lips. A few strands of blonde hair fell into her face as she adjusted her head. Neuro automatically brushed them back, but then froze as he realized what he was doing.
He withdrew his hand and looked at the palm, as if he had gotten some sticky substance on it. Although he seemed nonchalant as usual, his mind was a different case all together. The words from Sicks echoed again.
“….Tell me my friend, is it really the fact that she has developed into the perfect cover up for you? Or has something beneath your worth wormed its way into your veins to make you feel such idle behavior ?”
Not only did he find his physical actions disturbing, but also his very internal being felt queer. He sensed a peculiar heat and rhythm reverberating that he had never experienced before, even within the realms of the demon world.
When he thought about it more he began to vaguely recall that these inconceivable sensations had never happened to him before. On occasion they would arise, but they were so fleeting and meaningless that he would just ignore them; that is until he saw Yako stabbed through.
In that instant he developed perceptions that he had never directly experienced before. All logic was engulfed by a conflagrant consciousness that was so foreign to him....so primitive....It had never occurred to Neuro, but that time had to be the first he had ever lost his ability to think clearly or feel any desire for mysteries.
All he wanted to do in that moment, all that he could think about, was that one instinctive impulse to tear out Sicks throat.
Perhaps he should conduct an internal examination on himself after a good meal…
“N-Neuro!?”
He looked up to see that Yako had awakened, and was looking at him with a look of surprise. After a few awkward moments of silence in what felt like an eternity, he broke into a wide smile.
“Ah, good morning warajimushi! We must search for another mystery today!” He grabbed her head and twisted 360 degrees once again.
“Gyaaah!” Yako yelped as her head turned, and she was suddenly put into a back breaking position like old times.
She sighed and thought to herself through tears, “He hasn‘t changed one bit.” As he lifted her up to the ceiling, strangling her with his leg. Although she did not at all enjoy these habitual abuses and assaults from Neuro, she was for some reason happy. She smiled through tears of pain and joy as Godai had just entered and was looking up at them with a sigh of relief and exhaustion. Neuro gave his normal greetings to him, to which he responded with rage and cursing. Yako laughed as she looked at Godai's angry expression and Akane's nervous flailing towards her.
"Well even if he hasn't, I'm really glad that things are like this again." She thought to herself pleasantly as she realized just how much she cherished their company while slowly passing out from the choke hold.
However Yako was unaware of the fact that Neuro was changing to some degree, and was not too well aware of it himself. He was slowly developing what Sicks had felt and blatantly expressed before his death; he was definitely becoming more human like by the minute, and that this would be bring to him a new type of danger ahead.
((Hope you guys like it. It‘s just sort of a future thing there on Neuro’s whole dilemma of becoming more mortal like. And sorry, but I couldn’t help but make it another NeuroxYako thing again. ^^; ))
