NYE Special
BloodStainsOnMyKisses
Characters: Allen, Lavi, Lenalee, Daisya, Kanda, Nola (OC) – main Laven, Dai-lena, KxOC
... Marie, Miranda, , Alma, Travis (OC) – subs, MarieMiranda, Fem!AlmaxOC
...,Suman, Emilia, Link, Tiedoll, Suman's Wife and daughter, (OCs), Komui – millisecond scenes
Setting: AU, London, England – 2012
NYE Special
"HAPPY NEW YEARS, BABY!" Lavi yelled into Allen's ear early that morning.
"Ugh, Lavi, don't call me baby. It's disgusting." The white haired boy told him, rubbing his abused ear melodramatically.
"Happy New Years, Allen," he repeated, sincerely.
Allen smiled, and then got out of bed, changing for the big day of planning ahead of them.
After all, they couldn't just ditch their friend on her birthday, right?
"NOLA!" Kanda yelled into his girlfriend's room as he came in early that morning.
"What?" The green-eyed beauty snapped, exiting her bathroom with a towel rubbing at her wet head.
"Come 'ere." He said. She put on a funny face, but shuffled towards him anyways, and he pulled her into his arms. "Happy Birthday," he whispered into her wet hair, towel discarded carelessly on the bed.
She smiled slightly, "I know you don't care—"
"Damn right—"
"—But thanks for pretending." She beamed.
"... Anytime," he said. She swatted his arm playfully as he moved away from her. She yanked him back towards her, arms snaking around his neck, pulling him close and leaning her face into his shoulder.
"I have to leave, Nola, I've got work," Kanda told the raven-haired girl almost impatiently, but wrapped his arms around her all the same. She mumbled a few words he didn't catch into his arm.
"What?"
"Stoic asshole," she repeated, lifting her head. He shot her a glare. "Bye! Take care! Come home soon!" She said, ushering him out of her house— he had stayed the night while her brother was at his boyfriend's apartment.
Shit, her brother. He would be coming around soon. At that moment and second, the home phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Nola, dahling! How ah you deah?" She heard an obnoxiously familiar voice say with an odd accent.
"Drop the accent Lavi. It's freaky." Nola told her older brother, the supposedly genius one of them.
"Happy Birthday, kiddo." Lavi said, and she could practically hear the smile in his voice. "How old is my little baby now? Oh, she's twenty!" He exclaimed, probably running around Allen's apartment in circles, waving a flag around, party poppers blowing up.
"... Lavi—"
"Yeah, BABY! My baby sister is TWENTY!"
Nola only hoped he wasn't yelling those words around the streets.
"...BOO YEAH!"
"Tiedoll? OLD MAN!" Kanda yelled into his home, the large mansion that he, Marie, Daisya, and Tiedoll shared.
After he had left the apartment Nola and her older brother lived in with their grandpa Bookman, he had made his way grudgingly straight to his childhood home, where his damned foster father had decided to throw a party for both Christmas and for two of his "children's" birthday parties: Moyashi's and Nola's. He had been forced by Marie to come and help decorate.
"OLD! MAN!" he yelled.
"Chill, Yuu. He's not here yet. He's getting the decos down at the mall." he heard an annoying and familiar voice from behind him.
"Don't call me that, Usagi." he mumbled.
Lavi scoffed. "How's she doing? Nola? You treating her well?"
"No." Kanda said sarcastically, "I am not treating your little sister well, and she is feeling absolutely terrible with me."
Lavi gave a soft smile, clapping Kanda's shoulder. "Thanks, man." Kanda only nodded.
"I'm home, my family!" a too-cheery voice exclaimed, accompanied with annoying singing: "Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you! Happy BIRTHDAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY. HAPPY BIRTHDAY. TO. YOU~!"
"Stop it, old man, you're killing me." Kanda said, but not too rudely. Even though he would ask a lot of times for the old geezer to get off his nerves, he knew enough about respect to treat the man who raised him with care properly.
"Yuu-kun! You're early!" Froi Tiedoll exclaimed as he wrapped his arms around his foster-son. "Happy New Year's, my boy."
This was going to be a long day.
"Hey, Miranda! How are you?" Nola greeted through the phone as she munched on one of her brother's cookies. Bookman watched her from the corner of his eye as he read his letters. He noted she had stopped talking enough for the other to respond with a Happy Birthday.
Bookman only smiled slightly at remembering seeing his raven-haired granddaughter with her boyfriend Kanda this morning, knowing what they had planned for his granddaughter and grandson's boyfriend.
"Oh! Thank you, Miranda, sweet. Happy New Year! How's Marie? The baby?" she asked of her friend's husband and baby bump.
Bookman shook his head in his thoughts and reverted back towards his work. Bookmen didn't get holidays of any kinds.
"Oh, not a problem, Miranda. Yes, yeah. Alright sure – Umm... was that Kanda's voice?" Nola asked suspiciously as she heard her boyfriend's 'Lavi SHUT UP'
"Miranda?"
Shit, Kanda mouthed from the other side of the line as he heard Nola's words from where he stood beside Marie and Miranda. She cannot know. Lavi mouthed back.
"No, no, i-it wasn't Kanda. Daisya does tend to sound like Kanda over the phone."
"Oh. Okay. And what about Lavi? Could I talk to him?''
Shit.
"Yep. Yeah, sure. Hold on a sec." Miranda told her nervously, handing the phone to him because there would be no way she could cover this one up. After all, how many 'Lavi's' did people know?
"Hey sis!" Lavi said with faux cheerfulness as he glared at the birthday decoration in his hand.
"Lavi, how come you're at Tiedoll's?"
... Damn, Kanda sent a glare to the genius, telling him to hurry up the thinking.
"I'm not at Tiedoll's!"
"Lavi, I trust my caller ID more than I trust you. Puh-lease."
"Well, see the thing was that I was at Tiedoll's house at Halloween, 'cause, you know, they needed help decorating the house and all, and so they called me 'cause I'm such a genius. I … kinda got drunk and when I came home the old man called to ask if I was okay. Who was I to know it was from Miranda's phone? So, anyways I saved it as 'Tiedoll'. So, yeah."
Nola agreed to this excuse, only because she had no Goddamn clue to what he just said, as he was quick in talking.
"So, dear brother, where are you with Miranda and Daisya that you wouldn't bring me to, especially if it isn't at their home?"
Kanda had his shaking head in his hands. Let the senseless mastermind think of an excuse out of that one.
No way could that boy fool his younger sister. Not for his life.
"Ummm-"
"Nola? Hey!" A sudden voice came from the doorway, from where Allen, who had the spare key to the Bookman residence, had entered.
"Allen! Hey, come in!" Nola smiled, ignoring the words her sibling was saying over the phone frantically, "Allen is there? Did I ever tell that kid how much I love him?"— The group had told Allen to take the birthday girl out shopping, as all the malls had great discounts, not that Nola knew. To her, it was just Allen being the nicest person on the group.
"Retard, I have no time to convey your silly little love messages to your boyfriend. He's taking me shopping, so bye, call you later! Tell Miranda I said bye."
With that, the phone disconnected.
Phew.
It was two hours later that they finished the shopping that Allen had taken Nola to, as her birthday gift. So now, in return, Nola sat them both down at a nice café, insisting the meal was on her.
"Look at us," she snorted, "Abandoned by our friends and family on New Years."
"Hn," Allen agreed, his mouth full of blueberry cheesecake. Smiling, Nola took a bite of her own tiramisu– her breakfast. Kanda would have mocked her.
Kanda…
Lavi… everyone left.
Nola sighed. Some birthday.
"LAVI BOOKMAN JUNIOR YOU GET YOUR RETARDED BACKSIDE OVER HERE!" Lenalee Lee yelled over the commotion her said friend was making.
"AAH, Yuu's gonna KILL ME!"
This wasn't going so well.
They had managed to decorate most of the front lobby, as well as the two family halls. What remained to be adorned, though, was the main hall, and that was taking too much time. Because everybody had taken each room separately, there had been no disagreements on the ornaments. Now, as they all got together in the biggest area of the house, there was a big mess to match its size.
Miranda slumped on the sofa, exhausted. Marie sat beside her, just for the sheer fun of hearing the screams – without getting trampled on. Lavi and Kanda argued on the decorations. Lenalee and Daisya —the newest couple of the family— just sat there watching as the disagreement turned into a screaming match. Their time-limit was running low, and 30 minutes wasn't enough to sort out the big room.
Having seen enough, Lenalee picked out her phone, dialing a number of a person she entrusted all her secrets to, and the person who she knew would fix this entire problem.
"Hey, Alma? I need you to come over to Tiedoll's in 5. Think you can make it? Great. I have a feeling you might want to see this"
"Alma! Thank goodness! Come on, into the living room. Lavi and Kanda are having this huge, reckless, unnecessary fight about the decorations, Miranda was too tired to stay there so she and Marie are upstairs. Daisya is just being a pain up everyone's ass and screaming FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT at Kanda and Lavi and oh my God, Alma help me! Oh— who's this?"
"Oh. Yeah. This is my new boyfriend Travis. Travis, this is Lenalee. I grew up with her and went to school with her since third grade." Alma smiled. Her long brown hair complimented the big smile she put on.
"Okay, Lenalee, show me this mess."
"Hey, Emilia," a deep, soft voice sounded by her ear. She turned around from her comfortable position on the bed. "No, Howard, don't move," she whispered, not wanting to wake up.
Link chuckled in her ear, a sound she didn't get to hear often, as her fiancé was too busy being dogged around by his strict uncle, Leverrier.—(Okay guys. Let's face it. I randomly wrote down the word DOGGED. My phone didn't autocorrect it, so I'm guessing it's a real word. I apologize if it's not used properly).
"Come on, Em. Up with it."
Emilia groaned, stretching from her position, then climbing out if bed towards the large calendar in front of her side of the bed.
"It's New Years Eve. And Nola's birthday. We're invited to a party at Mr. Tiedoll's place in the next two hours," she announced.
"Hmm," Link replied.
"Hey, Yuu," Alma said quietly into the loud hall, and immediately the noise ceased.
"Alma," he greeted his ex with a curt nod, still holding Lavi's collar, but then let it go forcefully with a shove and an arrogant 'Che'. She never got used to that 'Che'.
"RABBIT!" Kanda yelled a moment later.
Hint: Never get boyfriend and brother together. Never.
~An hour later~
"Kanda Yuu, get your fucking ass here right motherfucking now!" Alma yelled, livid.
Kanda dropped what he was holding— mainly, it was the Rabbit's neck.
"What?" He snapped.
"Help me with these decorations and stop strangling Lavi. Seriously. Now"
Kanda growled, but listened to the ex he had departed from only two months before. He knew he still had an effect on her, and her to him. He sighed at the thought. They both had new partners; why did that still happen? Was he still in love with Alma? He hoped not. Now he had Nola, who he figured out had been friend zoned for the past three months. He decided to try her out— not as a plaything or toy. He knew to treat her like the fragile human girl she was, and he grew to find himself appreciate that decision. It must have been the wisest decision he had made regarding his love life. He found himself liking Nola back, enjoying her.
And now it was her birthday.
He was over Alma. Plus, she had a boyfriend of her own. They weren't together anymore. He knew, though, he would always treat Alma like a friend.
"What?" He growled.
"Help me with these decorations?" She asked innocently. Kanda snatched the ribbons away from her, climbing the ladder to hang them up. He looked down at Alma with a raised eyebrow, silently questioning its position. As she told him the precise adjustments, neither realized the jealous figure leaning on the doorway, silently watching.
Suddenly, Kanda's phone erupted in noise,
Ring, Ring.
Ring, Ring.
Nola.
"Everybody SHUT UP!" Kanda yelled into the house. Everything turned silent. Then reverting to a normal voice, "Hello?"
"Kanda, where are you?" Nola's voice echoed throughout the room. Kanda moved the phone a few inches away from his face—he had gotten a new touch-screen BB and was still not used to it. He had answered it through speakerphone. Damn Blackberry. It had been only a week since he got it and the software annoyed him to hell.
"I told you, I'm at work with Tiedoll," he replied, scrutinizing the phone for the off-speaker button, eyes squinting. He didn't find it.
"When are you going to come home, then?" She asked. Lavi made a dramatic hand movement. WHAT? Kanda mouthed.
"... Kanda?"
Lavi started jumping up and down, jerking his finger violently towards the ground, "Now, now!" He scream-whispered.
"Uh, yeah, I'm on my way back right now. I'll be home in a sec. Bye"
"Kanda—"
Beep—beep—beep—beep.
Fine.
Nola threw her phone on the floor. Allen looked at her innocently.
This was turning out to be the worst birthday ever.
As Kanda entered the Bookman household with a spare key— just like Allen, he had gotten one too, in case of emergencies or just random visits. They proved quite helpful— he walked quietly towards Nola's room. Bigger and tidier than her brother's, it was probably the biggest room in the house; Bookman wanted the basement and the attic. That was it.
"Nola?" He called quietly into the room, when a shaking silhouette lay on the bed, probably crying her eyes out. He flicked on the lights, spotting a consoling Beansprout comforting her at the side of the bed.
"Go away, Bean," Kanda said. Allen obediently did so. He had been with Master Cross long enough to figure out that that glare was so not worth disobeying.
"Go away," Nola mumbled as soon as she heard the door close again. Kanda stood where he was. He even, in fact, moved closer towards her, resting a warm hand in her bare, cold shoulder. She jerked it off violently.
"Come here," he told her, but without waiting for an answer grabbed her by the arms and pried her off the bed, safely into his arms. She struggled but it was futile, so she gave up, tucking her head into his neck and sobbing there. It was much more comfortable than craning her neck on the bed, that she was sure of.
All was silent for a few moments. Then she decided it was best to spill.
"...Nobody... came to see me. Nobody w-wished me a happy b-birthday. Nobody... cares. It's silly, I know it is. It's the silliest thing I have ever cried on but... It just seems—" her lip quivered violently as she faced him, "—like nobody cares. And...and..." She shut up there.
Her mascara had run badly. Her eyeliner smudged on the sides where he bet she had been wiping her tears away. That was what he had noticed first. Her entire face was ruined by her sobs.
But, Kanda thought, she was still so pretty when she cried. So, he wiped away her tears with one hand, the other set firmly at the bottom of her spine, holding her in place... Only a few inches away from his face. (Directioners! This paragraph was made just for you!)
He honestly saw no use in celebrating birthdays. Who cares if you turned a year older? You were getting OLD. So he never cared. But then, seeing his girlfriend cry about it, he realized, if she cared, many others would care as well. And if many others cared, they would want someone to do something about it.
Nola had never been selfish enough to ask for presents, or celebrations, or food, or anything. She never asked for it until she absolutely needed it. So for her to think that everyone had left her birthday aside —setting her aside— to celebrate New Years, he figured right now she really needed it. So he shoved it all in a box, pulled his arms around her so she was pressed onto his chest with his forehead on hers, he whispered the words she never expected:
"I care."
"Liar," she swatted his face away from hers, but he saw the smile she was hiding. Her face was red.
"Is she blushing? She is!" Kanda teased with only a hint of a smile.
"Am not! I am not blushing! Go away, bastard!" But she was all in for the grin as she shoved him. Hard.
"Come here," he said, and kissed her.
Neither of them realized that the door want exactly the most soundproof in the world. And an Allen, who had been ditched on his Christmas birthday, had heard everything with silent tears falling down his face.
"I told you, Travis! He's my ex! I don't like him anymore!"
Great. It had to be this kind of new record. Three weeks into dating and they were already having trust issues.
"So you're saying all that lovey dove shit was just a charade to mess up his feelings? What do you expect I make of that?"
"Nothing! We're just friends!" She started becoming hysterical.
If Lenalee knew anything about Alma, it was that she hardly got angry at people. She was easily forgiving, and if got mad at a person a month into seeing him, he definitely was not the one for her. But she was forced to just look on anyways.
"I. Am not. A cheater!" Alma yelled now. "If you think I am, you are more than welcome to leave me, right here, right now. On New Years, on my ex-boyfriend's girlfriend's birthday, a girl who happens to be my friend, you can leave. Did you think I'd be here if I still had those feelings for him? DO YOU?"
"Obviously, if you look at him like that! I would—"
"Travis—" Lenalee started.
"What?!" He snapped at her.
She flinched slightly, but then proceeded to tell him what she had wanted; "Travis. Get out of the house. Please. Because you are in no position to be insulting one of our friends. When you decide Alma isn't a cheater, you can come back here. But now, we have a party to attend to. Out. Now."
Travis scowled at Lenalee, then turned back at Alma and spat, "Bitch."
Lavi whistled in the back.
"I've been called worse, asshole." Alma retorted without a care.
"Oh really? Like what?"
"Your fucking girlfriend."
And Travis left. Humiliated.
Well, screw him.
"Get ready will you?" Kanda asked as he pulled Nola into her large closet by the arm.
"Ne, Yuu..." She groaned, tired. New Years always passed quickly, and it was almost the specified time to meet up at Tiedoll's— almost seven pm.
He stopped and raised an eyebrow. It was the first time she had used his first name.
"What?" She said, "I wanted to see how it felt."
"Not bad. Not bad at all" and then he pulled her into another kiss before pushing her into the walk in closet to get ready.
After the fireworks the night before, everybody had wondered what they would see next that would be that magnificent.
They never thought it would be the Tiedoll Mansion.
Fairy lights sparkled around the garden, and as the day went dark looked beautiful.
The house. Oh, the house. There were no words to describe how good the job they had done was. All Lavi could say at that point was that it was a job well done.
And it was ready. It was perfect.
He decided to call Kanda.
"What?" Was the answer he got as soon as his friend picked up his phone.
"You guys ready?"
"Almost. She just went into her closet. She won't take that much time. She doesn't think we're going out anywhere special."
... That was probably the longest Kanda has ever talked to him without insulting him, and Lavi was quite happy about—
"Make sure you haven't messed it all up, Rabbit"
— never mind.
"Okay, Yuu-chan. Make sure you're loving her with aaaaaaaaall of your heart, man. Okay, tell her you love her often, like I tell my Al-chan. O— Yuu? YUU!"
Beep—beep—beep—beep.
"Suman!" A young lady called, balancing a four year old on her hip. "We need to leave for Mr Tiedoll's party!"
"Coming, Alyssa!"
"Daisya! Get changed! They're gonna be here any minute! Go! Nii-San! You too!"
Ring ring
"Hey Lavi."
"My Allen-chan!" There was a whine in Lavi's voice, "Why did your voice crack?"
"What? It did HIC—didn't."
"Aww. Was my Bean sprout crying? What happened, Allen-chan? Tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me!"
"Nothing, Lavi. Shut up. I'm fine."
"Great, then. Is No-chan ready? Is she is she is she?"
Great. Annoying nicknames all around, free for all, why don't you?
"Uh. Huh. Yeah. Nola. Um. What? Huh. Yeah. She is..."
"Allen-chan?"
Allen wasn't listening anymore, stuck in his own world about being dissed. He wondered if Lavi really did love him, or whether it was a charade.
He didn't ask.
Instead he just said a quick goodbye and flipped off the phone.
"Psst! Daisya, they're here. Get into the hall! Everyone's waiting there." Lenalee whispered.
~Outside~
"Kanda, why are we at Tiedoll's? I thought you said you were taking me out of the city."
Allen listened to this as he trailed behind the couple.
"Whatever."
They entered.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY NOLA!"
Nola squeaked— the first time she has ever made such a godforsaken sound— and hugged Kanda around the neck. Millions of pictures were taken. Laughs surrounded the area.
Allen, who was still lagging behind, walked in at that moment.
"HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY ALLEN!"
Allen jumped. Then his cheeks began to warm. His eyes brimmed with relief-tears as Lavi walked up to him, arm slinging casually around his shoulder.
"You didn't think we'd forget you on your birthday Allen? None of us had time on Christmas, so it's here five days late!"
He was cut off by Allen's hug.
"Thanks guys. All of you." He smiled.
And everyone was happy.
"AND LET THEM EAT CAKE!" Lavi yelled at the guests.
OKAY I SWEAR I PLANNED IT BETTER!
honestly, there was so much more plot about to happen, but my head just decided to go all Fuck it, so I did.
Here, my folks, is your NYE Special.
For those of you who are wondering about Knowing You, do not worry, my lovelies. It is in progress. Brilliant progress. So much better than the original.
CHOW
Owari
Over and Out
THROW IT AT ME Y'ALL!
