Wow, I keep coming out with a lot of random stuff, don't I? Don't hurt me, I have writer's block on everything else and this idea just kinda popped into my head. It shall be weird.

Unexpected

Summary: Emma finds something out about the Truesdale brothers that her boyfriend neglected to inform her of when she follows Syrus on an unexpected trip.

Pairings: ZanexOC, slight ChazzxOC

Warning: slight AU, possible OOC, doesn't follow any specific plot. At all. I'm telling you now.

Chapter 1

Emma's POV

I don't quite know why I was hanging out with Syrus; I was an Obelisk, he a Slifer, and though rank didn't matter to me, I didn't really know the little blunette very well. All I knew was that he was Kaiser's little brother and that he lacked the elder Truesdale's confidence and skill. Whatever, the point is that I was hanging around the Slifer dorm at about eleven at night, chatting with Syrus. Don't ask why. On with the actual plot, shall we?

So Sy was talking about how he kept getting stage fright with Zane in the stands, and then suddenly he looked at his watch and jumped up to leave.

"Where are you going?" I asked curiously.

"I have to get somewhere," he said evasively, glancing at the watch again nervously.

"I'm coming with," I said. Syrus started to protest, but decided against it; only Zane could force me to do anything I didn't want to. I followed Sy to the harbor. "Why are we…oh," I realized, staring at the medium-sized yacht-type boat. "Where are we going? And does Zane know about this?"

"You'll see," the cyan-haired boy said. A familiar voice sounded from an upper deck of the boat.

"Syrus! What took you?" Zane called.

"Emma followed me!" Sy explained. My boyfriend looked down at me, surprised.

"Well, come on up, I suppose," he said. A ladder dropped down, and Syrus started climbing up. I followed, intrigued. I was halfway up the ladder when I noticed my friends Daphne, Holly and Alicia.

"Oh jeez," I heard Zane mutter. "Fine, fine, come on."

My jaw dropped when I got onto the deck. Zane was wearing black. Weird enough as it was, but he was wearing black jeans with chains and a black t-shirt reading Deadly Sins. I was confused.

"Uhh…Zane?"

"Holy shit, what are you wearing?" Holly demanded. "Awesome!"

"Sy didn't tell you? Weird. Hey Syrus, go get changed, will you?" Zane said.

"Right," Sy agreed, dashing off.

"Seriously Zane, what's going on?" I asked.

"Well, sorry I hadn't told you, but I didn't want to interfere with your sleep," he began.

"You do that plenty," I muttered, thinking of the previous night.

"Whatever; not all the time. Anyway, allow me to introduce the Deadly Sins." Three guys, including, to my and especially Daphne's shock, Chazz, waved once, then returned to whatever they were doing.

"Chazz? What the hell?" Daphne asked, gaping at her boyfriend.

"He's not going to answer to that," Zane said. "Here, the only thing he responds to is Greed. See, the band—"

"Band?" I asked incredulously.

"Yes, band; let me talk. It was originally going to be Seven Deadly Sins, but seeing as we have only five people…well, you get the point." He pointed to a guy with long black hair. "That's Sloth; doesn't really fit him, but hey, he doesn't complain." The one with shoulder-length dyed-red hair was next. "Wrath. Now there's a guy whose name fits. Sy's Envy."

"And you?" I asked. "Let me guess; Pride?" He half-smiled.

"Got it in one. I didn't even choose that one; as soon as I suggested the theme, they insisted that's who I am."

"They've got it right; they know you pretty damn well if they've seen your cocky side. Anyway, what do you guys play? Judging by what you're wearing, I'm tempted to say metal. And since when do you play anything?" I inquired.

"Again, got it in one, and there are a lot of things you don't know about me."

"You're joking." He gave me that look, the "I am Zane Truesdale; I have never made a joke in my life" look. "Still," I said, "metal? Shit, that's a bit unexpected from you. So what do you play yourself?"

"He's lead," Wrath informed me in a mild British accent. "I'm backup guitar and singer, Greed over there plays bass, Sloth's got drums, and Little Blue—sorry, Envy—has keyboard. Don't go expecting Pride here—" he jerked his head toward Zane, "to be talkative. He's a quiet one; a lot of people think he's a goddamn mute until we start."

"Wrath, you idiot, she's my girlfriend, don't you think she knows that?" Zane asked irritably.

"She didn't know about this whole thing now did she?" the shorter man challenged.

"Chill, Wrath, you know Pride infuriates you, so why do you bother?" Sloth asked rationally. I was clear to me that Sloth was the one who yelled, "break it up" when things got out of hand. It was also clear that Zane let his little-known temper get the better of him more easily when with this group.

Syrus ran back on deck, and I nearly burst out laughing. Sy wearing metal-band-type clothes was just beyond weird. Still, I had to admit that it didn't look too bad; more just surprising and unusual. Zane definitely looked a million times better, but it was Zane and I was a bit biased. I was bound to think my boyfriend looked better than his little brother did.

"Hey, Sloth, why haven't we left yet?" the younger Truesdale asked, confused.

"Oh yeah, my bad," the black-haired teen said. He rushed up to the front of the boat.

"He's the only one with a license," Zane explained to me.

"No offense, but you sure don't look like you care that much about legality," I accused playfully. Zane ruffled my hair.

"Touché. I suppose I meant that he's the only one who can drive this thing. I sure can't, and Wrath has sea-rage even if there's no traffic, not to mention that he just plain can't drive it, you should never trust Greed with any kind of crashable and pricey object, and as for Envy, just no, okay, no."

"Do you forget their real names when you're on this thing?" I demanded.

"No, it's just a good idea to get into the habit before we get to the concert or else we mess up. No one knows us by any names but Pride, Wrath, Greed, Sloth, and Envy. I know, bit weird, but it's a better idea for them not to know who we are; at least not Syrus and I. Let's just say I get enough unwanted publicity as it is."

End Chapter

Yeah, I told you it was going to be random and strange. It was supposed to be a one-shot, but hey, that didn't work, so see you next time. Review please or Daphne will eat you and Holly my fellow vampire will strike and be annoyed in many ways and Alicia will…well she'll talk you to death or scream you into submission. Review, dammit, and I shall not sic my insane friends on you!