KANDAXALLEN –Allenda lol
A boy with long, silky black hair in a high ponytail trudged up to his house, a grimace on his face, deeper set into his features than his usual 'I-hate-the-world' look. Dark shadows were under his eyes, evidence that suggested lack of sleep. Looking at the lit windows of the large house as he stepped up the porch, the boy sighed heavily and reached for the piece of shiny brass that was the doorknob, his frown growing as if the bit of metal had insulted him.
Deciding after a moment of solid pessimistic resistance, the black haired boy turned the gold knob and opened the house to the sounds of laughter and talking and the strong smell of cinnamon and peppermint. He scowled venomously as he closed the door behind him as the cold of winter began to leak into the house. He removed his coat and boots, dropped his bag onto the floor and, unwillingly, walked towards the kitchen.
"Kanda!" came a squeal as soon as his feet were on the cool tile. The owner of the voice flung herself onto him, and he growled as the girl hugged him like she would die if she didn't. Kanda, on the other hand, probably would end up dyeing if she didn't stop, his lungs being crushed so violently as they were.
"Oh, Kanda, Kanda, my dearest little brother! You need to seriously get an attitude check! It's the fucking holidays, dammit, drink some booze and ease up!"
Struggling to pull the annoying girl from his shoulders, Kanda hissed "Like fuck I'm gonna drink! Now get the hell off!" With a final tug he threw himself to the marble counter and let himself catch his breath, his hair falling over his shoulder as he turned himself back to the violent woman. "Jesus, Jeanine, why are you here anyway?"
Jeanine, who had sat back down at the table, smiled charmingly and pushed some of her short black hair behind her ear, showing off at the same time her heavily pierced lobe. "Oh come on! I finally have a break from college and all you can say as a greeting is 'why are you here'? Didn't our sweet, loving mother teach you better?" She blinked at him innocently, and Kanda raised a thin eyebrow.
"Alright, fine," she huffed, rolling her eyes. "My boyfriend dumped me a few days ago cause he says he 'found somebody else'," at this she looked to the ceiling and put a hand on her chest dramatically before making a face. "What an asshole. Your poor sister was left by a guy who just couldn't handle her stunning beauty and left her with a hole in her heart. You should cheer me up, Kanda-kun. Why don't you go shopping with me? That will cure me!" She pouted and gave a little smile at her brother who scoffed.
"I don't want a hole in my wallet so forget it," he said, then went over to the refrigerator for some food.
"Kanda, don't be so mean to your sister," an older woman, with long, curly black hair sat at the table opposite of Jeanine, a worried expression on her face as she let her hand fall onto her cheek. "It's just the beginning of the holiday's and already you're being a complete jackass." A vein pulsed on Kanda's forehead as he spared a glare at his mother.
"Thanks for noticing," he growled at the grinning pair. He couldn't believe his mother had been insane enough to let Jeanine come home this year. They were both just as insane as the other, but Kanda swore that his mother was more of a sadistic kind of insane while his sister was closer to the just plain stupid/annoying end of the spectrum. His mom, in one weird way or another, always made things go her way, no matter how ridiculous her desires were. It made him wonder what kinds of methods she was willing to use; she was as old as a dinosaur so she had to have some tricks up her sleeve by now.
"Anyway. Your brother's here for the season too, but he got caught in a blizzard a few days before he left so he's waiting for it to die out." Kanda whipped around to face the two, a tangerine in one hand and jug of milk in the other.
"What?" They couldn't be serious! His brother was worse than his mom and sister in the same room after they drank. Forget the spectrum; he was on a completely different level of annoying cunning bastard-ly-ness. "You. Are. In. Sane!" he shouted, pronouncing each syllable so as to make sure that the words got past their demonic horns. "I am not coming home anymore if you expect me to stay in the same house as that stupid bastard!" With that he strode angrily from the kitchen and as he left he swore he could hear giggling behind him. It tempted him to turn back and get even more pissed but with two on one it would hardly be fair.
Dashing up the carpeted stairs and hoping that all of the holiday oriented décor around him would spontaneously combust he locked himself into his room and exhaled a lung full of air. God, his family was impossible to deal with. His sister was a greedy moron, his mother was a sadist and his brother…well, he wouldn't even get into it. Didn't they have any idea how much energy it took to deal with them like that? Yelling and cursing at them whenever they started speaking took a lot out of him, and he already had his job and his school work to worry about.
Kanda strode over to his bed that was covered in dark blue blankets and sat down, crossing his legs and uncapping the milk jug he still carried. If Kanda had anything in this world that he liked, it would be milk. If there was even such a thing as 'love' in his vocabulary, it would only sparingly be used if 'tangerine' was in the same sentence. Kanda liked two things; milk and tangerines. Everything else could join the holiday decorations and burst into flames for all he cared.
After a few minutes of peeling and occasional swigs of milk Kanda went to his desk and turned on the sleek black computer sitting there, nibbling the citrusy fruit as he waited for it to wake up completely. He checked his email, facebook, and then the weather but nothing new came up. No new email, nothing on FB, and more snow on its way. Kanda groaned at this; he would have the pleasure of shoveling their driveway for the next few days. Great.
Damn. He sighed now that he knew he would have to surrender to homework first. Despite being the organized man that he was during the day, he actually hated it. Procrastination was a favorite past-time of his, though he rarely got to indulge in it. Right as he was about to shut down the computer a chat bubble came up on the screen. His eyes flew to it, welcoming the distracting.
Bookman_125: Hey, you finally got on! ^_^ I got some awesome news, Yuu
Mugen_93: Stop calling me 'Yuu'. I have some shitty news, so urs better be good
Bookman_125: Oh? Wassup w/ you?
Mugen_93: My sisters home for the next 2 weeks
Bookman_125: LOL! That sux for you, man
Mugen_93: My brothers coming too.
Bookman_125:…
Bookman_125: Will you kill me if my news isn't as good as you want it to be?
Mugen_93: Depends…
Bookman_125: *siiiigh* well, there's a new kid coming into school tomorrow. He's some shrimp that skipped a grade
Mugen_93: How is that 'good' news? That's not even news, we get new kids all the time
Bookman_125: yeah, but never into our class! I can't wait. Hope he's fun to mess w/ ! :D
Mugen_93:…I'm logging off now. I just lost a bunch of brain cells and I needed them for HW
Bookman_125: *siiiiigh* ur so boring, Yuu-kun, ease up a bit
Mugen_93: that's what my sister said…
Bookman_125: then give it a try! Anyway, ttyl~
Mugen_93: What are you, a girl?
Bookman_125: Shut up!
Bookman_125 has logged off.
Kanda leaned back in his chair, blowing air out thru his teeth. A new student into their class? That poor student. The class he was going to be a part of from now on was probably the most dysfunctional class in history. One had anger issues (Kanda), one had ADHD, another was a total clutz, another couldn't stay awake for more than 5 minutes, one had a brother who had an insane sister complex, the list goes on. He would probably opt to sign out of that classroom within the day.
Standing up and walking over to his bed, Kanda spotted a piece of lone holly sitting on his pillow and glared at it for a second before throwing into the garbage bin harshly. He had managed to scare his mother away from placing any kind of Christmas decoration into his room, but apparently she hadn't passed the message on to her daughter. Oh well, he could handle her later. Right now he was far too tired.
For the past three nights the black haired teen had been at his job from 3 to 11 each night, then getting home to fly thru all of his homework before collapsing onto his bed, once not even being able to take a quick shower somewhere in between. Tonight he had (thankfully) no work and only his tae kwon do class to attend. Tomorrow after school would be soccer in the gymnasium down the road from his school before he could come home and relax. It would be Friday so he wouldn't need to go straight to his homework.
Presently, however, he had ripped open his bag and immediately started to read through all his assignments, his face growing more and more blank as he read. He had an ass ton of stuff to do. Grumbling, the teen opened up a book and began to write down some notes, pausing after a while to ponder the possibility of a sub being in the next day. Doubtful, so he got back to work, his alarm clock showing in bright red lights how time ticked by slower and slower.
Finishing, Kanda looked to the little piece of technology while he rubbed his temples. It showed in the darkness that it was past 3 in the morning. Too tired to even care that he was still dressed and unwashed the tired boy pulled himself under his blankets and drifted into an uneasy sleep, different images of a possible new student drifting through his delirious mind. A fat kid, a nerdy kid, an annoying slutty girl, a short dorky boy, after all, Lavi had said he'd skipped a grade. Maybe they were some rich kid and got whatever they wanted. Now that would be fucking annoying. A few more images bubbled through Kanda's brain before unconsciousness took him completely, inviting him into a dreamless sleep.
