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"May your feet serve you well
And the rest be sent to Hell
Where they always have belonged..."
"Let's Kill Tonight" -Panic! At The Disco

XXX

A-(Not So)-Sexual Man
Chapter the First:
One Family

To his friends and family, Yuu Kanda was quiet, grumpy and a bit too proud. Which, by the end of high school, often times led to him being the unwilling butt of a few jokes concerning his (virginal) sexuality. They were all convinced he was a-sexual. Yuu Kanda, in his reported nineteen years of life before leaving for college, never had one relationship, he was a virgin, and to be frank, indisputably socially awkward.

So when winter break of his sophomore year of college rolled around, and Kanda finally called his only condonable brother of the four back about coming home for Christmas, Alma was nearly rioted when he was given the task of telling the rest of his family that, yes, the youngest brother was coming home, and no, he would not be coming alone.

"Girlfriend," was Lavi's immediate question, because while he wasn't family he did practically live with them (when not two doors down, at his home). Alma's eyes looked over the five other people in the room and tried to smile, looking at Lavi - the non-brother/pest, Daisya - the second oldest though shortest, Marie - the actual oldest, Lenalee - Alma's girlfriend and the family's long time friend, and Froi - the father figure.

"Uh," the young man was left to answer hesitantly, "He didn't- well, more wouldn't say. But their name is Allen." And with that the room was quiet as they all just looked him blankly.

"He's with a guy," was Lenalee's sudden, shocked question, "Did anybody know this?" She was answered with silence.

By Thursday, the day before Yuu Kanda would be getting back into town, it seemed everyone who had known Yuu Kanda, knew that he was coming home- and sadly, that he would not be coming home alone. But somehow the name Kanda had given was left out, having not left the living room with agreement from all there in. And by that night, Alma, fearing for his brother and brother's friend's safety and really not wanting him to kill anyone, ended up calling him.

But what he didn't expect was his phone not be answered and to listen to the voicemail of not his brother's but another male voice- he was pretty sure anyway- giving a massage to the caller to leave a message and 'baKanda' would get back to them. He left no message as he laughed at that nickname.

But it was early Tuesday afternoon, when a shiny black CRX with dark tinted windows pulled into the driveway, and the engine shut off. Alma sighed as he joined Daisy, Lavi, and his girlfriend at the window in his room on the second floor of the large old three story house to stare at the idle car.

They all watched as the car simply sat there for a bit, no movement visible through the dark tinted windows. Then suddenly the passenger door opened quickly, while the driver side opened slower.

They all watched as their brother/friend got out of the passenger side door, dressed in dark pants, clunky boots - that he always managed to walk quietly in, and a thin looking back shirt in the very mild winter air- his normal. His long dark hair, was still long and dark pulled up in a tight pony tail at the crown of his head- as usual. He then ducked back into the car and reemerged with a mid-sized bag in his hand, before ducking back in again, to pull out two more.

But then they all turned their attention to the other side of the car as the other person stands and turns around to face into the car and toward the house. Alma's let his mouth open a bit in awe, as Lavi whistled lowly in obvious appreciation.

The other male didn't look built, but he had definite muscle structure that he could see against the simple gray long sleeved shirt. His face had a boyish kind of charm that was totally thrown off with the stunning red tattoo around- or more accurately through his left eye. His complexion seemed only minutely tanned. But then, Alma's eyes seemed to recognize that the male's hair was snow white, heaped on his head in a messy array that was somehow stylish.

And right then he was leaning over the top of the car, a thin cell phone pressed to his right ear by an oddly gloved hand as he listened and asked his brother questions where he stood on the other side of the car. Alma could see the tension in his brother's shoulders as he leaned over the other side seemingly waiting for him - he was obviously aggravated. With the situation or the phone call, Alma didn't know.

"Come on guys," he tells the other three motioning away from the window. "Let's go wait downstairs and let dad know they're here." Without word the three moved quickly from the window and out the room. He listened to their hurried footsteps run down the back stairs before he sighed and moved to follow.

When he entered the living room downstairs, he could see them plastered to the window, peeping through the thin blinds at the car again. He had to sigh again as he moved to find his foster father sitting at the table with their other brother, playing cards.

After a short relay of information the two were up and moving into the living room as well, only to stop as the three quickly hurried away from the window and draped themselves on the couches as inconspicuously as possible. He barely had time to sigh again before the doorbell rang. Froi, with a childish smile on his face made his way toward the door instantly.

Alma, throwing at glare at the three- more Daisya and Lavi than Lenalee- moved to follow, mainly to keep his brother from killing their foster father, especially as he heard Froi answer the door with gleeful calls of 'Yuu-chan'- surefire way to get killed.

As he approached the door, Alma had to hold back the laugh in his throat at seeing his younger brother locked in the 'fatherly-embrace' of Froi Tiedoll, an utterly pissed off look in his eyes as he watched the ceiling with a glare. Alma would have bet money he was running through scenarios of how to kill their old man.

"Old man, you should probably stop if you ever want him to come home again," Alma calls down the small hallway to the older man present. Kanda's eyes immediately moved to his in a look that told Alma to remove him. And with a chuckle he moved forward to pull the curly haired man back from the younger.

Froi began to chat excitably as Kanda moved through the door finally, having grabbed a coat from somewhere before coming in. But he quieted down a bit as the supposed Allen entered the door after him. "Oh," Froi throws in so easily, "And you must be Allen." The white-haired man throws a mock amazed look at Kanda before turning to the older man.

"And you must be Froi Tiedoll," he replies in a voice so proper it made Alma blanch, "Pleased to meet you, sir." Allen then extends a hand to shake with the older man and Froi shakes it back easily. And in response, Kanda scoffs and crosses his arms, huffing something under his breath that made Allen inconspicuously kick him in the ankle with his equally thick looking boots, the polite smile on his face never faltering a touch.

Then suddenly there was a round of laughter in the living room and Alma, glancing back at the room, before retuning his sight to his brother, instantly saw his mood grim a little. But Allen's face, as Froi's turned to pass him into the living room, seemed to take on a wicked smile before leaning down to follow Kanda's move to take off his shoes. He could hear the small harsh whispers as they bickered, making his smile widen that much more.

Friend or something else, Alma was glad Kanda had found someone who could deal with his near-constant need for conflict - because this Allen seemed like he could dish it out just as easily as take it in.

After removing their shoes and hanging their coats up in the closet, only Allen having even put his on, they began down the short hall. Kanda stopped briefly for him to exchange glances before he moved passed. Alma and Allen just sighed in harmony after him, before smiling companionably at each other. "Allen Walker," he greets motioning for a handshake from the brother too.

"Alma Karma," he replies shaking the offered hand once. He waits for a moment as Allen seems to think about something. He was nearly sure it would be a comment on their differing last names, but Allen Walker, who seemed full of tricks already, merely smiled again.

"Right," he states calmly, "Supposedly your one of the one's I am allowed to talk too." As he says it though his face splits into a mischievously large smile. Alma chuckles a bit.

"That sounds like Yuu," he sighs as they move into the living room. Just as a large cry of 'Yuu-chan' enters the air again. Alma sighs again as he spots Lavi now attached to his brother. As they entered the room though, the dark eyes were locked onto him momentarily and Alma had to chuckle. "Twice in twenty minutes, Yuu, really?" A brief chuckle resounds through the room, before Kanda freezes suddenly and then glancing at the ceiling momentarily, quickly manages to somehow kick Lavi off his form.

Alma blinks before slightly glancing to his right where Allen stood just behind him. He nearly flinched at the extremely dark teasing, look on the other male's face. He would nearly call it possessive. Lavi was stunned for approximately a minute before he was back up laughing with the rest of them in a quick joke.

Kanda pointedly refusing to introduce Allen to them. But Allen did it himself in the end, when they all eventually got around to it. They were all slightly caught off guard from the overly polite air that Allen gave off at the drop of a hat, especially when greeting them all. He shook every hand with his oddly still gloved ones- only the tips of his fingers which had thick black painted nails poking out.

Alma watched him discreetly, from the place he took next to Lenalee on the couch. Allen didn't seem bothered again, in the slightest, when Lavi would make a joke with 'Yuu-chan' or throw himself at the other male- who would nine time out of ten avoid him. Alma, as well as most everyone else in the room- even Allen it seemed- knew that Lavi had a rather huge thing for the previously a-sexual man.

But, Alma was also conscious of how Kanda's eyes seemed trained on the white-haired man. Never letting his eyes stray very far. And whenever Kanda would shift around the room for any reason, Allen would watch him until he settled again. The chemistry was baffling from his brother. Kanda had never, ever, shown signs of liking- or even being interested- in another person sexually before. And right now, he looked like he was raping this person, Allen Walker, with his eyes.

After about twenty minutes only of getting acquainted with people and interacting, Allen's pocket began to play an interesting piano piece, as he stood to pull it out of his pocket. Glancing at the front screen, he quickly threw out an apologetic look and excused himself from the room, into the front entryway. There was quiet for a moment before they were all nearly looking at Kanda, who purposefully closed his eyes to ignore them.

"What the hell," was the first slowly worded question, asked by the lone female in the room. Kanda's eyes open to look at Lenalee sitting next to his just older sibling, with a questioning glare. "Where the hell did you find him," was her more accurate question. She was completely avoiding asking if he was gay - after the last twenty minutes, they didn't care, they just understood that this man meant something special to their sibling/friend. Not to mention, Kanda would probably attempt to deny it.

But Kanda was just looking at her like she was daft, "Civics 162." And they all simply blinked. "I was being literal," he answered with a sigh. Alma got it first- Kanda had taken a few civics classes in school already.

"You go to school together," he asks to fill in the blanks for everyone else. Kanda answered with a roll of his eyes, that said 'duh'. There was a quiet collective 'oohh'. But then they all began to talk quietly amongst themselves when Allen suddenly poked his head around the corner, motioning to Kanda to come over. The dark-haired man frown, but did it anyway. Allen asked him something quietly, pulling his phone away from his ear for a second. Alma noticed how he hooked the gloved thumb of his vacant right hand into the back pocket of his dark jeans, as if anxious.

Then Kanda suddenly turned back to where their father was seated and looked at him demanding his attention. "Moyashi's cousins are gonna stop over and sleep on the couch." It wasn't a question but Froi just nodded, while Allen gave Kanda the dirtiest look known to man when he looked back at him. But then his face softened quickly as he looked at Froi and smiled a bit.

"Thank you," he told him smiling a bit more, before throwing Kanda another dark look and lifting his phone again. Alma was still back on the nickname, as Kanda moved back into the room when Allen returned to the entryway.

"Moyashi," he asks his brother who was now standing only a few feet away with his new post, between the couch where he sat and the chair where Allen had been sitting. Kanda only looked at him for a moment and scoffed.

"He's short," Kanda supplies in a monotone voice, "And his hair is naturally white." That made Lenalee and Alma both look at him oddly. Lenalee chose to verbalize, knowing she was least-likely to die.

"And, how do you know that," she asks in an oddly innocent voice that made Alma smile. Kanda takes a deep breath looking around the room, before looking back at them.

"One," he starts, looking at Alma, "You're fucking corrupting her. Two," he looks at Lenalee now, his voice dropping to a whisper, "I though we were skipping over that?" And then they were both looking at him awed.

"Did you just admit it," Lenalee suddenly hisses throwing herself over Alma's lap toward her childhood friend. Kanda couldn't help but flinch, regardless of knowing she wasn't going to hit him… This time. A lunging Lenalee is usually never good.

But before he could respond, Allen sulks back into the room, flopping into the chair he had claimed, and holding his silver phone in the air toward where Kanda was standing, his eyes not moving from directly ahead. Looking between the white-haired man and his phone, Kanda sighs as he takes it. "Directions," he asks without pressing the phone to his ear. Allen huffs.

"Damn Tyki," he replies as Kanda takes the phone and moves to exit to the entryway. Alma looks at him now.

"Who's a Tyki," Alma asks after a moment. Lenalee was back to her rightly seated place next to him, albeit a little closer than before, but Alma didn't mind. Allen looks at him confused before smiling a bit in recognition. That smile made Alma and Lenalee's hearts flutter for a moment - though Alma wouldn't have admitted it, regardless of how secure with his sexuality he may be.

"No, my," he pauses looking for the word, "let's just say cousin's name is Tyki." With an exchange of looks, Lenalee asks this time.

"Why 'let's say cousin'," the girl asks. Allen smiles a bit more hesitantly.

"My family is a bit confusing- a lot of my cousins are adopted and other's just cross over from one side to the other," he pauses, "It's confusing- to anyone who hasn't met us anyway." Alma nods, noticing that Daisya and Lavi were now wrestling on the floor, for some reason. Marie sighing at whatever had started it and trying to stop them half-heartedly.

"That makes sense," Alma finally responds. Allen nods glancing back over at the two wrestling for a moment, before looking back at Alma.

"You're all the same, right," he asks hesitantly. Alma's eyes flash over to him and he nods after a second.

"Froi adopted the four of us when we were pretty little," he replies with a shrug, "So we don't really think of it any other way." Allen nods, like he understands, with a small smile. The three watching as Lavi and the much shorter Daisya roll around on the ground enthusiastically- Marie still trying to stop them. Then Kanda reenters the room and with a strategically placed foot, separates them.

"Fucking idiots," he growls as they both look up at him like he had shocked them. Still glaring a the two, he tosses the silver phone back to Allen who catches it with little problem. Then he huffs and moves passed them both and back to his spot on the wall.

"You're seriously no fun, Kanda," Daisya suddenly states, still sitting on the floor his legs and arms crossed, as he glares at the youngest. Kanda takes his place on the wall and doesn't retort, crossing his arms as well.

Alma and Lenalee watched as a brief exchange of looks was passed between Kanda and this new person. It was enough to say that they were both caught off guard with how comfortable they looked with each other.

Then they noticed Daisya was trying to pick another fight with Lavi - it wasn't uncommon they liked to fight a lot, regardless that neither meant much harm by it. They watch as Froi tells something quietly to Marie, and with a nod the oldest brother stands and grabbing Daisya by the back of his shirt and hefting Lavi over his shoulder, carries both of them toward the kitchen. No one speaks until they hear the backdoor open, and then shut again.

Kanda suddenly sighs. "Goddamn, why does nothing change around here?" Lenalee and Alma chuckle, while Allen looks up at his… at Kanda- because neither had stated if they were together or not.

"Consistency isn't a bad thing in this case," Allen states so levelly, it seemed scripted. Alma and Lenalee both watch interested as Kanda turns a glare of him. Allen in turn grins daringly, and they hold it for a while. Much to their amazement, Kanda scoffs first and turns away.

"Dumbass," he huffs and Allen grins a bit more.

"So you keep telling me."

So. This is a new story... Obviously. it's been in the works a long while now- and I figured I'd try it out.
The chapters change styles a lot- I'll warn you now.
At first this story was similar to Will You Let Me Explain?, meaning that they were both excersies to test my style writing.

But lately, this one has been writing itself and craving sttention- which is where my My Loathsome Lover attention is diverted to. So I figured I'd give it a little site time. (Sheepish smile) This will probably not be updated anywhere near regualrly. I have chapter two done- as well as three and four is in process. There is time jumping- you've been warned about that too.

Chapter two will probably have me ripping out hairs for formating on here... But I like how I wrote it, so I'm gonna try to keep it that way. (You'll understand when/if I get it posted.)

But anywho- Lemme know what you guys think a' dis one, nei? Or if you have questions, shoot. (Smiles)
-Aseru.