Another RP Excerpt, Because I Can. XD
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a1y_puffAnd because I want to, here have another excerpt from the RP I'm doing with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
harmony283. I find this part amusing. Especially the not-quite-ending.
Title: (For Now, just Art Project Annoyance? Though it might change later in the future when we turn this into an actual fic)
Players:a1y_puff As Allen, and harmony283 as Kanda and Lavi.
Fandom: D.Gray-Man
Characters: Kanda, Allen, Lavi. Mention of Mana and Nea. 8D
Genre: Friendshippy?
This happens laaaater after THIS PART though it's still in the same day, only later that night. XD
What happened before this. Basically, Kanda didn't like his drink, and Allen took a sip to taste it and Lavi's so convineintly pointed out it was an indirect kiss, lol.
Beware of angst. and crack. Seriously angst and crack should just get married. *shot*
They drove down the street, and Allen looked outside the window with half-interest. The view on this part of the town had a different atmosphere from where he lived. Soon, the car turned into what looked like a plain brick building and blinked. Was this—? But then Kanda stopped and parked the car in front of the transparent doors to the lobby, and—hey, the insides looked pretty fancy.
“This’s where I live.” Lavi smiled, unlocking his door before stepping out, “I’ll be right back, ‘kay? Please don’t fight while I’m gone~….Or make out. Or—whatever.” Kanda glared daggers at him and Allen nearly fell over, “What? I’m jus’ sayin—that’s what indirect kisses lead to, rightttt?~”
And then he was gone before Kanda could throw anything sharp at him—through the double doors and out of sight—
“Tch…fucking idiot.” Kanda sighed, “Doesn’t know when to shut the fuck up.”
"Well... He doesn't mean any harm... I guess..." though he keeps saying those embarrassing things like they meant something. Why was that?
"Oh!" Allen exclaimed suddenly. "I think I left my dirty clothes at your place..."
Because if he remembered correctly, he had left them at the bathroom, and Kanda had only dumped his bacpack at him on the last minute—
And—And the idiot Moyashi had a point, “Fuck…you did didn’t you? Tch,” if he didn’t know any better…well… “Tiedoll’ll probably see them when he gets back…and wash them.” Hey at least he’d have clean clothes? –“He always fucking does that. Does it for Lavi too.” Because to his horror one day when he found a nice pair of clean boxers in his drawer—that definitely weren’t his. He doesn’t know what kind of face he’s making, but whatever it is—Allen seems…far more amused than he should be, “What?”
"Pfffft—ahahahahahaha... You—" he burst out laughing, clutching his stomach with one hand while pointing at Kanda with the other—the right hand. "You should've seen your face! Oh my God, you're actually cute when you look—horrified!"
And that fact made him laugh harder than the face Kanda was making itself.
“I am not—” Wait. What had the Moyashi. Just. Said? –“What the fuck is wrong with you? I fucking put up with you for one day,” Technically almost two now, “of my life and you—” You—can’t stop laughing.
At least it was better than fighting or else his car would probably be ruined by now. He scowled, “Tch. Stupid.”
"Aww, come on now, don't sulk," he cooed, then snorted, and then burst out laughing again, clutching his stomach as he did so.
He knew he was probably pushing it, but dammit, he didn't know why this was so—fun.
“I. am. Not. sulking.” Kanda snapped, glaring at Allen—who simply keeled over further and—goddammit—That was it. He whacked Allen none-too-gently on the head. Hah.
"Ow, bloody hell, that hurt you prick!" Allen complained while rubbing his head. He could see the satisfied look on Kanda's face, and—
—he leans forward to pinch Kanda's arm.
But Kanda moves faster, leaning away and swatting away Allen’s hand in the same motion, “Fuck. Off.” He grinds out, “I don’t fucking need this.”
"Like I needed that whack on my head!" Allen retored, leaning even more to the driver's seat, trying to reach Kanda, battle his hands and get even.
But Kanda shoved him back—yet again, this time pinning his arms to both sides of the seat, “And you wouldn’t have gotten a fucking whack on the head if you’d kept your fucking mouth shut!”
"And why do you think humans have a mouth?" Allen started as he struggled—rather futilely—against the hands pinning him back, "It's so that we can talk."
And since struggling seemed useless—where was his energy when he needed it?—he just leaned his head forward deviantly and glared.
“Yes but not to say something so fucking stupid—.”
“Hey guy’s I’m ba—oh hey, am I interrupting something?” Kanda cringed. Why—why the fuck—Lavi was just waiting to show up—right now wasn’t he? And worse off—he couldn’t fucking move without –probably falling over. Or something equally as embarrassing.
“Tch, what—?”
“If you want me t’just go back to the apartment and hang out for a few more minutes I ca—” Thankfully Allen pushed away then, for him—and Kanda was able to grab the seat before he too, was sent backwards due to lack of…of something to stop him.
“I mean I really can if you—” Lavi repeated.
"Get in the car, Lavi," they just happened to say it at the same time, and they glared at each other one last time, before Lavi finally got in and Kanda started the car.
And really, as they drove away, Lavi kept throwing him that look he gave Allen a few times at the café, like he knew something Allen didn't and for whatever reason, it made Lavi seem amused, if a little
confused. Allen didn't know.
So he kept his gaze outside the window and—his eyes were kind of heavy. Maybe the painkillers were making him a little sleepy...
“Hey, hey now don’t fall asleep—” But Allen was already leaning against the window, looking—a little out of it. “Ah jeez I think y’tired ‘im out Yuu—”
“Don’t even start.”
“But y’know that was so risqué. I mean wow you had him pinned—”
“Not for that reason. Get your mind out of the gutter.”
“But Yuu—it’s nice and warm and cozy!~”
“No. It. Isn’t.” Lavi pouted.
A few moments lapsed in silence. Him, Lavi (being oddly quiet) and the steadily increasing night traffic. Well.
“Neh, Yuu?” Kanda didn’t even spare him a glance, “Do…do you know how to get to Allen’s house? I mean,” he paused, “It seems like y’know where you’re going.”
“Ch’…don’t you know?”
“Well I know he lives by the school, but…”
“Then we’ll get to the school.”
“And get lost when we could just—”
“Then wake him up.”
“But he’s sleeping.”
“Dozing.”
“Still sleeping!”
“You want to ask for directions or not?”
Lavi sighed, “’ey—Ey Allen!” He prodded Allen with his pencil and that’s when Kanda noticed—a bruise. On Lavi’s left wrist.
“Oi, Rabbit.”
But he was already tugging the wrist band down to cover the bruise (it only covered the worst part)—“Keep your eyes on the road, Yuu.”
Kanda frowned, “But you—”
“Please?”
Kanda sighed and turned away, “Fine. Just—tell me where to fucking turn. I can’t goddammit see with all these damn headlights.”
“Fine, fine.” He hated the plastic sounding laugh, but would never say it, “Left right then left—the detour should be fixed by now seeing as people are actually turning that way, so…”
Kanda tuned him out and followed the simple instructions. It was easier and—it made him stop thinking. He’d been so focused on Allen that—fuck. Since when did he start fucking caring about people?
He was drifting between sleep and wakefulness when he feels something touching him. On reflex, his left hand shot out and grabbed whatever it was prodding him and it was after he heard a cracking sound that his eyes snapped open—
And he found a broken pencil in his left hand, and Lavi's left hand that was already withdrawn.
"Oh bloody—I'm so sorry Lavi," his voice was laced with sleep but the guilt was there. He gathered the broken pencil in both his hands and disposed it into the small trash bin at his feet.
"I'm sorry... What is it?" he asked, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
“S’cool, I forgot myself so,” He trailed off chuckling a little, “Yuu here needs to know exactly where y’live so we can drop you off. We both know you live near the school but…” He trailed off, shooting Kanda a look—who definitely wasn’t looking at him.
Lavi sighed. Well. He’d get over that, “So, so, mind tellin’ us where y’live, eh, All-en?”
"Oh, right... It's on 25 Sterling road, the plainnest house you'll see around," he answered, "About one block away behind the school."
And somehow, even with his sleep-muddled brain, Allen noticed that the atmosphere in the car was a bit—off. "Is something wrong?" he asked slowly.
“Everything’s fine, Allen.” Maybe his voice sounds a little tense, and maybe the scoff from Kanda really isn’t helping but— “It’s just…gettin’ late, y’know? Don’t worry about it.” But Allen looked worried, when Lavi bothered to look at him, and really—what was with these two being more attentive than they rightfully should be (on a good day)?
It made things so much more difficult. After all, nothing was wrong…was it?
Allen didn't believe Lavi, not one bit, especially with Kanda scoffing like that, but—
"If you say so... Well, you can have some coffee at my house?" he offered instead, because Allen would know not to pry.
"I never said I was sleepy Allen~ though I appreciate the offer. It looks like you're the one who needs waking up." At least his laugh was a bit easier this time...but not really. Not truly, if he looked at it, and that would be another thing he'd need to work on—right? He let out a sigh and leaned back in his chair, "And we gotta study anyway, Yuu. If y'don't pass that test in History the teacher's not gonna be very happy with you."
"Oh? You're failing a class?" Allen asked Kanda, slightly more awake now, though if he were to close his eyes, he would probably fall asleep again.
And by the way, that reminded him, "Oh shoot, I have a deadline in a week," he mumbled under his breath. He still had, what, three more songs to do. Thankfully, it would still be Sunday tomorrow. He'd have time.
“Eh? Deadline?” Lavi immediately perked up, “For what? School project?” Allen shook his head, “Ah…err you work then? Somethin’ like that?” At that Allen’s eyes widened and, well, maybe he shouldn’t’ve said that yet, “Err…well good luck with it? When’s the due date exactly? Since it’s still Saturday…” He trailed off, but somehow—somehow, well.
He just made the atmosphere worse, “Oh an’ it’s not that Yuu’s failin—even though he sorta is—it’s that it’s only 2nd period and Yuu has a habit of comin’ in after tha—”
“No I don’t.”
“Yeah you do.” Lavi muttered, “Even if you’re at school you’ll skip that class. Not that I can blame ya. She’s a bit…cruel.”
Kanda rolled his eyes, “A bit?” they were on more familiar roads now, at least. Even in the daylight he had issues differentiating some of the road signs. And now—now Lavi had to bring up that.
“Y’know y’can bring this up to the—”
“No.”
“Well don't you know one of the counselors? I mean she's a friend of the family, surely she can—”
“Still no. She’ll tell Miranda, who will tell Marie who will tell Tiedoll.” Because that’s one thing that was annoying about the family(even the friends for christ sake!)—if it dealt with school lips would fly and secrets would be told in less than three seconds. He hated it but what else could he do?
"Well jeez, sorry for askin'..." Kanda snorted, "I was jus' tryin' to help cuz I mean, failin' you because you aren't doin' the work is one thing...but failin' you when you do the work and do it right...just so she can see your face some odd Saturday is a bit...creepy as fuck."
At that—well. He should have known Kanda didn't want Allen to know that. The poor kid's face paled more than even Lavi expected it to. He wasn't even sure if he should just—go ahead and apologize for making the situation worse, but at that point Allen had already opened his mouth to speak. He just hoped Kanda wouldn't castrate him later.
"What—what is—who is it? What'd she do to you? What—are you okay?" he couldn't help it, but he was worried, maybe kinda angry too, at that—teacher, whoever she is and—maybe, he feels a little
protective too. And just when he realized this, he could only hope it didn't show on his face or something. Because he knew Kanda would hate it.
"I'm. Fine." Even Lavi flinches at the cold, bitter sound of Kanda's voice, "It's none of your damn business." Because it wasn't, "Tch I don't need two people sticking their noses in my business." Because well—at least Lavi had actually been there. Wasn't one person enough?
Lavi shoots Allen an apologetic glance, mouthing the word, "Sorry" before—well. "Christ Yuu! Y'tryin' t'kill us??"
Kanda growled, "Well whose fault do you think that is?"
"Sorry for bringing up something you don't want to deal with? I mean jeez, she could be accused of sexual harrassment and fired." Kanda stepped on the breaks, barely stopping in time for another red light.
Oh shit. Lavi had just said that out loud...hadn't he? Lavi cringed, but kept talking, "You wouldn't be the first person she's done that to. Fuck if you need back up I'm sure the place has goddamned camera's. I mean seriously, Yuu..."
And well. Now that he had heard that, Allen couldn't really put on a straight face. At the words 'sexual harrasment', flashes of memories resurfaced, and he thought he was going to be sick.
He didn't—like the idea of any of his friends to experience something like that too.
"Wh-what happened?" he asked, and hoped his voice wasn't as strained as it sounded to his ear.
Dammit, he was going to be sick, and if—if he threw up, Kanda would throw a hissy fit—but that wasn't the problem now, was it? He could feel his hands starting to shake lightly and—he pressed them to the seat, willing them to stop and hoping no one noticed.
And if they did, no one said a word. Instead Kanda glared at the red light like it would really help him get out of this conversation.
“Yuu.” Kanda grunted, Lavi sighed, “I mean she…well…it’s nothing horrible but,” He trailed off sighing again, “Yuu’s not a people person, duh. And there’s just somethin’ fishy when a teacher likes, y’know, runnin’ their hand down your back –to play with the belt hoops of your pants.” He couldn’t help the sarcastic deadpan quality to his voice, nor could he blame Allen’s cringe.
“S’stuff I notice cuz yeah Yuu, you forget. I sit. Right. Behind you.” Maybe he could be too protective for his own good, but –dammit if Yuu wasn’t going to say anything then he was going to point it out.
“Even Jiji agrees with me.”
“You told him?”
“I wasn’t lyin’ when I said that’s not the only person she does it to.” Kanda blinked. Then blinked again.
“Wha—?”
“Y’know the kid who switched outta our class randomly? She was failin’ him too. Though he might’ve really been failing –I saw his grade by accident. But I swear she’s awkward as hell.” And used to teaching adults.
Yeah everyone in that class could own up, but seriously. Allen shuddered in the back seat and again—Lavi couldn’t blame him, “I’m with ya there, sprout. Y’don’t ever wanna think of a teacher …doing something like that. But it happens.”
More than we care to think
"More than we'd like to think," he mumbled under his breath, throwhing his gaze out of the window. Well, Cross was kinda-sorta a teacher to him too, wasn't he? And yet—
He caught Lavi staring at him a bit and blinked. "What?"
Lavi’s eyes narrowed, “…Nothing.” Even if it wasn’t nothing, “Just…neh, I dunno about you but –today was exhausting yeah?”
Kanda snorted from the driver’s seat, picking up the pace just a little –the roads were familiar now. They’d be at Allen’s soon (he…hoped. Or at least they’d be at the school), “Tch…your point is?” After all—Lavi was the one who started the conversation in the first place, wasn’t he?
“Well –I’m just…saying…y’know…?” But his voice sounded weak even to his own ears. Dammit.
"You do sound tired though," Allen commented, looking at Lavi a little worriedly. But seriously. He hung out off-school with those two for a bit and it seems like the three of them kept opening each other's
wounds. What was up with that?
He felt slightly amused, if not thoroughly drained. He leaned back against his seat and closed his eyes for a bit. "You can rest a bit at my place if you want. And—if I fall asleep again, just—wake me up with a noise. Or something."
Because he was pretty sure by now the both of them had noticed anyway, so—
“Yeah, ‘kay we hear ya sprout.” Allen didn’t even care enough to shoot him a dirty look before his eyes slid shut and, well.
“Tch you had to open your goddamn mouth didn’t you?”
“Yeah well s’not like you have anything better to say, right?” Lavi leaned back in his own seat to stare out the window, “An’ t’think I thought t’day was gonna be a good day.”
+Timeskip of Doom+
He heard a piano sound, softly, faintly, and it was a melody that he knew so well. He looked around, but he could see nothing but white. A white room, with a white ceiling and a white sofa. He turned his head
to the side and saw a white piano with black keys—where did he see it before?
Someone was playing it.
And then the little boy falls asleep
Among the ashes in the flames shining...
First one, then two...
He was about to walk closer to the figure on the piano, but someone was calling him.
'Allen...'
He knew this voice. He turned his head and saw Mana, standing just beside the piano, smiling. And he wanted to run to him, to hold his hand and never let go, but—
On the night when the silver eyes were trembling,
the shining you was born
Across millions of years,
let the prayers be returned back to the earth
He turned his head to the figure still playing the piano, singing softly, and—
That black hair. That dark skin. The figure turned his head then,slowly, slowly—
I will continue to pra—you wish your girlfriend was hot like me?
Huh?
The voice has changed and it was ringing and ringing in his ear—
Don't cha? Don't cha?
And—
—he jolted awake with a start, gasping, horrified...
And found Lavi singing so horribly in his face.
"What the bloody—" he palmed his face and groaned.
"See? He's fucking awake now—so stop singing!" Kanda ground out from the backseat, hands covering his ears. This had been a very, very bad idea. Really. What was one measly honk from the goddamn horn? This neighborhood had probably heard worse after all.
Not that he wanted to...well...provoke that line of thought not really. All he knew was that Allen was now kicking Lavi with his good leg in attempts to try and shut him the fuck up—thank god—because really...
Lavi was tone deaf.
Tone deaf people shouldn't sing.
* * *
OMAKE-of-sort: byharmony283
Nea: Don't you wish your girlfriend was hot like me~~
Mana: No. No I don't.
Nea: Ah--oh but why not? I'm gorgeous aren't I?~
Mana: Not conceited. I hope Allen doesn't turn out like you
Nea: So you'd rather him be a crazed lunatic? *laughs* you kill me~
Mana: But you're already dead.
Nea: They don't know that--SHH You'll ruin my plot point! D:
Mana:.................
* * *
Notes: The Omake is kinda related yet unrelated to the RP. Bwahahaha XD
harmony283. I find this part amusing. Especially the not-quite-ending. Title: (For Now, just Art Project Annoyance? Though it might change later in the future when we turn this into an actual fic)
Players:
a1y_puff As Allen, and harmony283 as Kanda and Lavi.Fandom: D.Gray-Man
Characters: Kanda, Allen, Lavi. Mention of Mana and Nea. 8D
Genre: Friendshippy?
This happens laaaater after THIS PART though it's still in the same day, only later that night. XD
What happened before this. Basically, Kanda didn't like his drink, and Allen took a sip to taste it and Lavi's so convineintly pointed out it was an indirect kiss, lol.
Beware of angst. and crack. Seriously angst and crack should just get married. *shot*
They drove down the street, and Allen looked outside the window with half-interest. The view on this part of the town had a different atmosphere from where he lived. Soon, the car turned into what looked like a plain brick building and blinked. Was this—? But then Kanda stopped and parked the car in front of the transparent doors to the lobby, and—hey, the insides looked pretty fancy.
“This’s where I live.” Lavi smiled, unlocking his door before stepping out, “I’ll be right back, ‘kay? Please don’t fight while I’m gone~….Or make out. Or—whatever.” Kanda glared daggers at him and Allen nearly fell over, “What? I’m jus’ sayin—that’s what indirect kisses lead to, rightttt?~”
And then he was gone before Kanda could throw anything sharp at him—through the double doors and out of sight—
“Tch…fucking idiot.” Kanda sighed, “Doesn’t know when to shut the fuck up.”
"Well... He doesn't mean any harm... I guess..." though he keeps saying those embarrassing things like they meant something. Why was that?
"Oh!" Allen exclaimed suddenly. "I think I left my dirty clothes at your place..."
Because if he remembered correctly, he had left them at the bathroom, and Kanda had only dumped his bacpack at him on the last minute—
And—And the idiot Moyashi had a point, “Fuck…you did didn’t you? Tch,” if he didn’t know any better…well… “Tiedoll’ll probably see them when he gets back…and wash them.” Hey at least he’d have clean clothes? –“He always fucking does that. Does it for Lavi too.” Because to his horror one day when he found a nice pair of clean boxers in his drawer—that definitely weren’t his. He doesn’t know what kind of face he’s making, but whatever it is—Allen seems…far more amused than he should be, “What?”
"Pfffft—ahahahahahaha... You—" he burst out laughing, clutching his stomach with one hand while pointing at Kanda with the other—the right hand. "You should've seen your face! Oh my God, you're actually cute when you look—horrified!"
And that fact made him laugh harder than the face Kanda was making itself.
“I am not—” Wait. What had the Moyashi. Just. Said? –“What the fuck is wrong with you? I fucking put up with you for one day,” Technically almost two now, “of my life and you—” You—can’t stop laughing.
At least it was better than fighting or else his car would probably be ruined by now. He scowled, “Tch. Stupid.”
"Aww, come on now, don't sulk," he cooed, then snorted, and then burst out laughing again, clutching his stomach as he did so.
He knew he was probably pushing it, but dammit, he didn't know why this was so—fun.
“I. am. Not. sulking.” Kanda snapped, glaring at Allen—who simply keeled over further and—goddammit—That was it. He whacked Allen none-too-gently on the head. Hah.
"Ow, bloody hell, that hurt you prick!" Allen complained while rubbing his head. He could see the satisfied look on Kanda's face, and—
—he leans forward to pinch Kanda's arm.
But Kanda moves faster, leaning away and swatting away Allen’s hand in the same motion, “Fuck. Off.” He grinds out, “I don’t fucking need this.”
"Like I needed that whack on my head!" Allen retored, leaning even more to the driver's seat, trying to reach Kanda, battle his hands and get even.
But Kanda shoved him back—yet again, this time pinning his arms to both sides of the seat, “And you wouldn’t have gotten a fucking whack on the head if you’d kept your fucking mouth shut!”
"And why do you think humans have a mouth?" Allen started as he struggled—rather futilely—against the hands pinning him back, "It's so that we can talk."
And since struggling seemed useless—where was his energy when he needed it?—he just leaned his head forward deviantly and glared.
“Yes but not to say something so fucking stupid—.”
“Hey guy’s I’m ba—oh hey, am I interrupting something?” Kanda cringed. Why—why the fuck—Lavi was just waiting to show up—right now wasn’t he? And worse off—he couldn’t fucking move without –probably falling over. Or something equally as embarrassing.
“Tch, what—?”
“If you want me t’just go back to the apartment and hang out for a few more minutes I ca—” Thankfully Allen pushed away then, for him—and Kanda was able to grab the seat before he too, was sent backwards due to lack of…of something to stop him.
“I mean I really can if you—” Lavi repeated.
"Get in the car, Lavi," they just happened to say it at the same time, and they glared at each other one last time, before Lavi finally got in and Kanda started the car.
And really, as they drove away, Lavi kept throwing him that look he gave Allen a few times at the café, like he knew something Allen didn't and for whatever reason, it made Lavi seem amused, if a little
confused. Allen didn't know.
So he kept his gaze outside the window and—his eyes were kind of heavy. Maybe the painkillers were making him a little sleepy...
“Hey, hey now don’t fall asleep—” But Allen was already leaning against the window, looking—a little out of it. “Ah jeez I think y’tired ‘im out Yuu—”
“Don’t even start.”
“But y’know that was so risqué. I mean wow you had him pinned—”
“Not for that reason. Get your mind out of the gutter.”
“But Yuu—it’s nice and warm and cozy!~”
“No. It. Isn’t.” Lavi pouted.
A few moments lapsed in silence. Him, Lavi (being oddly quiet) and the steadily increasing night traffic. Well.
“Neh, Yuu?” Kanda didn’t even spare him a glance, “Do…do you know how to get to Allen’s house? I mean,” he paused, “It seems like y’know where you’re going.”
“Ch’…don’t you know?”
“Well I know he lives by the school, but…”
“Then we’ll get to the school.”
“And get lost when we could just—”
“Then wake him up.”
“But he’s sleeping.”
“Dozing.”
“Still sleeping!”
“You want to ask for directions or not?”
Lavi sighed, “’ey—Ey Allen!” He prodded Allen with his pencil and that’s when Kanda noticed—a bruise. On Lavi’s left wrist.
“Oi, Rabbit.”
But he was already tugging the wrist band down to cover the bruise (it only covered the worst part)—“Keep your eyes on the road, Yuu.”
Kanda frowned, “But you—”
“Please?”
Kanda sighed and turned away, “Fine. Just—tell me where to fucking turn. I can’t goddammit see with all these damn headlights.”
“Fine, fine.” He hated the plastic sounding laugh, but would never say it, “Left right then left—the detour should be fixed by now seeing as people are actually turning that way, so…”
Kanda tuned him out and followed the simple instructions. It was easier and—it made him stop thinking. He’d been so focused on Allen that—fuck. Since when did he start fucking caring about people?
He was drifting between sleep and wakefulness when he feels something touching him. On reflex, his left hand shot out and grabbed whatever it was prodding him and it was after he heard a cracking sound that his eyes snapped open—
And he found a broken pencil in his left hand, and Lavi's left hand that was already withdrawn.
"Oh bloody—I'm so sorry Lavi," his voice was laced with sleep but the guilt was there. He gathered the broken pencil in both his hands and disposed it into the small trash bin at his feet.
"I'm sorry... What is it?" he asked, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
“S’cool, I forgot myself so,” He trailed off chuckling a little, “Yuu here needs to know exactly where y’live so we can drop you off. We both know you live near the school but…” He trailed off, shooting Kanda a look—who definitely wasn’t looking at him.
Lavi sighed. Well. He’d get over that, “So, so, mind tellin’ us where y’live, eh, All-en?”
"Oh, right... It's on 25 Sterling road, the plainnest house you'll see around," he answered, "About one block away behind the school."
And somehow, even with his sleep-muddled brain, Allen noticed that the atmosphere in the car was a bit—off. "Is something wrong?" he asked slowly.
“Everything’s fine, Allen.” Maybe his voice sounds a little tense, and maybe the scoff from Kanda really isn’t helping but— “It’s just…gettin’ late, y’know? Don’t worry about it.” But Allen looked worried, when Lavi bothered to look at him, and really—what was with these two being more attentive than they rightfully should be (on a good day)?
It made things so much more difficult. After all, nothing was wrong…was it?
Allen didn't believe Lavi, not one bit, especially with Kanda scoffing like that, but—
"If you say so... Well, you can have some coffee at my house?" he offered instead, because Allen would know not to pry.
"I never said I was sleepy Allen~ though I appreciate the offer. It looks like you're the one who needs waking up." At least his laugh was a bit easier this time...but not really. Not truly, if he looked at it, and that would be another thing he'd need to work on—right? He let out a sigh and leaned back in his chair, "And we gotta study anyway, Yuu. If y'don't pass that test in History the teacher's not gonna be very happy with you."
"Oh? You're failing a class?" Allen asked Kanda, slightly more awake now, though if he were to close his eyes, he would probably fall asleep again.
And by the way, that reminded him, "Oh shoot, I have a deadline in a week," he mumbled under his breath. He still had, what, three more songs to do. Thankfully, it would still be Sunday tomorrow. He'd have time.
“Eh? Deadline?” Lavi immediately perked up, “For what? School project?” Allen shook his head, “Ah…err you work then? Somethin’ like that?” At that Allen’s eyes widened and, well, maybe he shouldn’t’ve said that yet, “Err…well good luck with it? When’s the due date exactly? Since it’s still Saturday…” He trailed off, but somehow—somehow, well.
He just made the atmosphere worse, “Oh an’ it’s not that Yuu’s failin—even though he sorta is—it’s that it’s only 2nd period and Yuu has a habit of comin’ in after tha—”
“No I don’t.”
“Yeah you do.” Lavi muttered, “Even if you’re at school you’ll skip that class. Not that I can blame ya. She’s a bit…cruel.”
Kanda rolled his eyes, “A bit?” they were on more familiar roads now, at least. Even in the daylight he had issues differentiating some of the road signs. And now—now Lavi had to bring up that.
“Y’know y’can bring this up to the—”
“No.”
“Well don't you know one of the counselors? I mean she's a friend of the family, surely she can—”
“Still no. She’ll tell Miranda, who will tell Marie who will tell Tiedoll.” Because that’s one thing that was annoying about the family(even the friends for christ sake!)—if it dealt with school lips would fly and secrets would be told in less than three seconds. He hated it but what else could he do?
"Well jeez, sorry for askin'..." Kanda snorted, "I was jus' tryin' to help cuz I mean, failin' you because you aren't doin' the work is one thing...but failin' you when you do the work and do it right...just so she can see your face some odd Saturday is a bit...creepy as fuck."
At that—well. He should have known Kanda didn't want Allen to know that. The poor kid's face paled more than even Lavi expected it to. He wasn't even sure if he should just—go ahead and apologize for making the situation worse, but at that point Allen had already opened his mouth to speak. He just hoped Kanda wouldn't castrate him later.
"What—what is—who is it? What'd she do to you? What—are you okay?" he couldn't help it, but he was worried, maybe kinda angry too, at that—teacher, whoever she is and—maybe, he feels a little
protective too. And just when he realized this, he could only hope it didn't show on his face or something. Because he knew Kanda would hate it.
"I'm. Fine." Even Lavi flinches at the cold, bitter sound of Kanda's voice, "It's none of your damn business." Because it wasn't, "Tch I don't need two people sticking their noses in my business." Because well—at least Lavi had actually been there. Wasn't one person enough?
Lavi shoots Allen an apologetic glance, mouthing the word, "Sorry" before—well. "Christ Yuu! Y'tryin' t'kill us??"
Kanda growled, "Well whose fault do you think that is?"
"Sorry for bringing up something you don't want to deal with? I mean jeez, she could be accused of sexual harrassment and fired." Kanda stepped on the breaks, barely stopping in time for another red light.
Oh shit. Lavi had just said that out loud...hadn't he? Lavi cringed, but kept talking, "You wouldn't be the first person she's done that to. Fuck if you need back up I'm sure the place has goddamned camera's. I mean seriously, Yuu..."
And well. Now that he had heard that, Allen couldn't really put on a straight face. At the words 'sexual harrasment', flashes of memories resurfaced, and he thought he was going to be sick.
He didn't—like the idea of any of his friends to experience something like that too.
"Wh-what happened?" he asked, and hoped his voice wasn't as strained as it sounded to his ear.
Dammit, he was going to be sick, and if—if he threw up, Kanda would throw a hissy fit—but that wasn't the problem now, was it? He could feel his hands starting to shake lightly and—he pressed them to the seat, willing them to stop and hoping no one noticed.
And if they did, no one said a word. Instead Kanda glared at the red light like it would really help him get out of this conversation.
“Yuu.” Kanda grunted, Lavi sighed, “I mean she…well…it’s nothing horrible but,” He trailed off sighing again, “Yuu’s not a people person, duh. And there’s just somethin’ fishy when a teacher likes, y’know, runnin’ their hand down your back –to play with the belt hoops of your pants.” He couldn’t help the sarcastic deadpan quality to his voice, nor could he blame Allen’s cringe.
“S’stuff I notice cuz yeah Yuu, you forget. I sit. Right. Behind you.” Maybe he could be too protective for his own good, but –dammit if Yuu wasn’t going to say anything then he was going to point it out.
“Even Jiji agrees with me.”
“You told him?”
“I wasn’t lyin’ when I said that’s not the only person she does it to.” Kanda blinked. Then blinked again.
“Wha—?”
“Y’know the kid who switched outta our class randomly? She was failin’ him too. Though he might’ve really been failing –I saw his grade by accident. But I swear she’s awkward as hell.” And used to teaching adults.
Yeah everyone in that class could own up, but seriously. Allen shuddered in the back seat and again—Lavi couldn’t blame him, “I’m with ya there, sprout. Y’don’t ever wanna think of a teacher …doing something like that. But it happens.”
More than we care to think
"More than we'd like to think," he mumbled under his breath, throwhing his gaze out of the window. Well, Cross was kinda-sorta a teacher to him too, wasn't he? And yet—
He caught Lavi staring at him a bit and blinked. "What?"
Lavi’s eyes narrowed, “…Nothing.” Even if it wasn’t nothing, “Just…neh, I dunno about you but –today was exhausting yeah?”
Kanda snorted from the driver’s seat, picking up the pace just a little –the roads were familiar now. They’d be at Allen’s soon (he…hoped. Or at least they’d be at the school), “Tch…your point is?” After all—Lavi was the one who started the conversation in the first place, wasn’t he?
“Well –I’m just…saying…y’know…?” But his voice sounded weak even to his own ears. Dammit.
"You do sound tired though," Allen commented, looking at Lavi a little worriedly. But seriously. He hung out off-school with those two for a bit and it seems like the three of them kept opening each other's
wounds. What was up with that?
He felt slightly amused, if not thoroughly drained. He leaned back against his seat and closed his eyes for a bit. "You can rest a bit at my place if you want. And—if I fall asleep again, just—wake me up with a noise. Or something."
Because he was pretty sure by now the both of them had noticed anyway, so—
“Yeah, ‘kay we hear ya sprout.” Allen didn’t even care enough to shoot him a dirty look before his eyes slid shut and, well.
“Tch you had to open your goddamn mouth didn’t you?”
“Yeah well s’not like you have anything better to say, right?” Lavi leaned back in his own seat to stare out the window, “An’ t’think I thought t’day was gonna be a good day.”
+Timeskip of Doom+
He heard a piano sound, softly, faintly, and it was a melody that he knew so well. He looked around, but he could see nothing but white. A white room, with a white ceiling and a white sofa. He turned his head
to the side and saw a white piano with black keys—where did he see it before?
Someone was playing it.
And then the little boy falls asleep
Among the ashes in the flames shining...
First one, then two...
He was about to walk closer to the figure on the piano, but someone was calling him.
'Allen...'
He knew this voice. He turned his head and saw Mana, standing just beside the piano, smiling. And he wanted to run to him, to hold his hand and never let go, but—
On the night when the silver eyes were trembling,
the shining you was born
Across millions of years,
let the prayers be returned back to the earth
He turned his head to the figure still playing the piano, singing softly, and—
That black hair. That dark skin. The figure turned his head then,slowly, slowly—
I will continue to pra—you wish your girlfriend was hot like me?
Huh?
The voice has changed and it was ringing and ringing in his ear—
Don't cha? Don't cha?
And—
—he jolted awake with a start, gasping, horrified...
And found Lavi singing so horribly in his face.
"What the bloody—" he palmed his face and groaned.
"See? He's fucking awake now—so stop singing!" Kanda ground out from the backseat, hands covering his ears. This had been a very, very bad idea. Really. What was one measly honk from the goddamn horn? This neighborhood had probably heard worse after all.
Not that he wanted to...well...provoke that line of thought not really. All he knew was that Allen was now kicking Lavi with his good leg in attempts to try and shut him the fuck up—thank god—because really...
Lavi was tone deaf.
Tone deaf people shouldn't sing.
OMAKE-of-sort: by
harmony283Nea: Don't you wish your girlfriend was hot like me~~
Mana: No. No I don't.
Nea: Ah--oh but why not? I'm gorgeous aren't I?~
Mana: Not conceited. I hope Allen doesn't turn out like you
Nea: So you'd rather him be a crazed lunatic? *laughs* you kill me~
Mana: But you're already dead.
Nea: They don't know that--SHH You'll ruin my plot point! D:
Mana:.................
Notes: The Omake is kinda related yet unrelated to the RP. Bwahahaha XD
