Disclaimer- I don't own D. Gray-Man or anything mentioned in this fan fiction and I never will!
Allen's POV
I really hate lines.
I hate waiting for something; I guess I'm just really impatient. I just hate standing around squished in with multiple other people, and that's what I am doing right now.
Why torture myself you ask? Well, I am waiting in line for the most important thing in my life right now, New York Anime Convention. I had been waiting 4 years for the chance to be able to leave work and travel to the bustling city of dreams, when the opportunity sprouted. I had gotten a raise that was just enough to get me a plane ticket and a hotel room, along with a ticket to the Con itself. I had been saving the whole time. Most of the money was for the plane ticket, they're quite expensive, but I did it. Now I'm just standing in line for the wrist band that got you into the building entirely.
Was I cosplaying to this event you might be wondering? Of course I was! I had something simple since I wasn't trying to win any contests today or tomorrow either. Just someone everyone should be able to recognize. Who? Why, Jean from Attack on Titan if you must know! I was kind of in love with that show. I had a wig and the whole outfit, which both were very cheap and simple. Although, getting the color contacts in my eyes was a pain, literally, I almost stabbed my eyes out numerous times. I handmade the 3d maneuver gear before even getting on the plane. Everything was all set and perfectly in place by the time I bought the plane ticket. Might I mention that I have a bit of OCD, and also a need to triple check things. Also I may be a major perfectionist at heart. With those things in mind, you can suspect that I really enjoy how my cosplay turned out.
I also should make note that I have a large amount of makeup on. Coincidentally, I didn't have to put any of it on myself. I got my best mate, Lenalee Lee, to do it. Just the memory of her trying to get the inky liquid on my eyes is enough to make me laugh. Of course, I try to hide, as to not be a total creep at this event. I hope to have the least amount of awkward situations this weekend. I'm here till Monday night and then I'm back to my job, not that I don't love my line of work! Anyways, back to Lenalee, she's not only my best mate but the lovely lady cosplaying Hatsune Miku next to me. With her long hair, she didn't even need to wear a wig! All she needed to do was dye it the right color, not that she had a problem with that. Lenalee has a habit of dying it many colors farthest from her almost black silky Chinese natural color. I'm so jealous!
You see, last summer Lena and I went to a party. I, unfortunately, got drunk and passed out in the middle of the party. Once I awoke hours later the damage had already been done. I find that other drunken blokes had put bleach in my hair, meaning to turn it a lighter gingery color contrary to the dirty reddish brown it was then. But, being drunken arseholes, they royally fucked up, leaving my hair pure white. They even left it in so long it made the follicle itself pearly white. I am forever an old man, no matter how hard I try. Dye washes very easily from my hair in the first place so it doesn't work for long. I get saddened just think about it.
"Allen! The line is moving, we're up next!" I shake out of the memory to hear Lenalee's excited voice as she hops a bit from foot to foot. She was correct, finally! We had been waiting in line for almost an hour and most things don't open for another half hour!
"Next!" A feminine voice calls. Our turn!
Once we have out neon orange bands with the Con's logo on we head to the heart of the building. This was where the main room was, where people sold merchandize like dolls and key chains. They also have various things like corsets and dress, I'm sure Lenalee will drag me over to those for a gander, that was fine, as long as we both had fun here.
There was also an artist's room upstairs, where artists sold fan art and other things they made like pins and such. So many great artists from all around will be there in that very room. I'm glad I have extra money with me along with extra space in my luggage.
"So, art gallery or main hall?" Lena asked, inspecting the map we acquired when getting our bands.
"Well, it's still early so-" I break off when I notice a colossal titan comically run by us, staring at us intensely, in the process. Not long after the titan, a bunch of other AOT characters scramble after the titan, shouting greetings to me from "Hello Jean!" to "What up horse!"
I love this place already.
I can feel a wide smile break out on my face and I see one identical on Lena's own face. I'm sure she can see mine and we both burst with laughter, making passersby's give us strange looks but I don't care at all. Today was going to be gre-
CRASH!
Crap.
Lavi's POV
I take a deep breath and breathe in the Con's thick air. As usual I am at the New York Anime Convention for the whole weekend. I usually don't cosplay and this year is no different. I was in my normal green long sleeved shirt, white jeans, black boots and orange scarf. I can't forget my eye patch and green headband.
This time is a bit different from the others though. I managed to bring my best friend, Kanda Yuu, to this amazing place. I was never able to get him to come any year before and I always went with his foster brother, Daisya Barry. But due to certain circumstances (he had his legs broken after accidentally hitting Yuu in the back of the head with a football/soccer ball.) Daisy, my nickname for him, was unable to attend this time. He was heartbroken, truly. I would have had to come here alone if Daisy had threatened to tell their father, a lovely over carrying man, where his precious son Yuu was housing. Now, Panda is standing beside me outside the entrance of the main hall with a scowl straight from an anime. He looked like a cosplayer from the point of view of a passerby, maybe he meant for it?
"Isn't this great Yuu! We are surrounded by our kin!" I shout with a large grin on my face. Kanda wasn't allowed to bring his katana, Mugen, into the building so the only threat was his fist but I told him I would tell Tiedoll, his foster figure, his whereabouts, maybe even lie a bit like say he had a lady friend. Though I knew Kanda was nowhere close to straight, his brothers knew that to but, the second Kanda and friend were in the same sentence, it had the old man's full attention, whether it was male or female or anything else. Hell even if it was a cat!
"Don't call me that name, asshole! Also, they're not my kin, I don't do this shit. It was your ass that dragged me here, along with the other idiot. I'll be sure to break his arms too when we get back!"
"Such foul language, you'll never have a man that way!" I duck as a fist comes toward me. I could almost see the murder intent on little Kanda and I don't think. That's how it works with Yuu, run first; think later when a safe distance away. As I take off I notice a group of people in matching uniforms running a bit of ways off. Perfect cover!
I slip between them and look back to see Kanda sprinting towards me. I guess it's hard to find cover being tall with fire red hair. Shoot, I'm dead.
"Hey Jean!" I hear one of the people I hide between shout, Kanda is right behind, crap.
"What's up, horse?" I hear another, Kanda is closer, fuck!
Then I hear enchanting laughter as I run by two cosplayers. It was light and beautiful. Who was the angel who just stole my heart? I will find them and... I don't know. Probably embarrass myself as usual. It is truly a hard life for the amazing Lavi Bookman. Where is Kanda now? He's going to kill me!
CRASH!
WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?
Author's Note: I really couldn't help myself with this one! I know I have another thing to work on but I couldn't stop this! I'm kind of on a little writers block with The Beast Tamer so I decided to let my imagination run a bit free with this. Let me know what you guys think and if I should continue! Also let me know if Yullen or Laven would work better with this type of story, please and thank you!