Hey everyone ;)

Guess writing Kaireku first caught everyone's attention? No, thegoldenpen13, as much as I would have loved to, I didn't drag Kaireku himself over and make him write the whole thing. The first chapter was… a matter of mere imagination, I'd like to say. I agree with Nana chan, Kaireku is indeed awesome, and the sexy hottie bunny, I don't think I'll be writing him anymore, because though I've somehow put together his appearance in the story, I can't write anymore about him. It's all I know.

And for the pacific coast, I'm glad you enjoyed. Enjoy this chapter for me too.

Signed with kisses~

Almond Luver

Part two: Shikra (Sheek ra), A&D (D&A), Irakene (Ira):

Designer Shoes

New Hartford, Connecticut

"CAN TOO!"

"No."

"I AM ABSOLUTELY SURE!"

Promptly, the answer came. "No."

"YES! YES YES YES!"

"No."

Weakly: "...No?..."

"No."

"WHY? WHY, SHIKRA, WHY NO?"

A&D growled as he sat up from his side of the couch. "Shut. The. Fuck. Up," he spat, to the two blond teens who sat bickering in front of him about god-knows-what. Well, one sat bickering. The other repeated one word over and over again in a strangely assuring, gentle voice. Then again, the calm one wasn't blonde. Silver and Emerald eyes were set upon him.

The green set belonged to Irakene Laem (everyone called her Ira) who was definitely the more annoying of the two. But then again, she was attractive. She had long, golden silk strands of hair that curled and reached her thighs, and large, beautiful emerald eyes that seemed to pierce right through you when she looked at you in a clear, glassy sort of way. Like a doll, one of those old fashioned, porcelain princess doll with innocent, lucid wide eyes, and every part of her -feet, eyes, hands- glinted and sparkled in the sunlight.

The other sets of eyes, a light, calming silver- belonged to the infamous Shikra Maple. Shikra was disciplined, strict, and calm. He had silver-almost white- hair, that layered and bounced off near his shoulders. He was beautiful, in both a manly and feminine way, making him that much more intriguing.

As for D&A himself, he was a thin man, slimly built and graceful. He had dark raven hair, quite the opposite of his pale, nearly pallid skin. His eyes were a rich hazel, sparking out hints of blood red when passion got the best of him. His fingers were long, slender, soft- like a girls'. But despite his body build, he radiated manliness in some foreign way that demanded either respect or fear from his companions. He was also known for being arrogant.

The dark haired man didn't cringe under the burning glare of the two teens. Instead, he fluttered his fingers in an annoyed way. "You heard me! Shut up!"

Ira gurgled something between a whimper and a sigh as she slumped into the cushioned floor. "...Someone's PMSing..."

Shikra chuckled softly, but his eyes didn't leave D&A's face. "Why are you acting like such a girl?"

D&A remained silent, and Shikra was about to forget the whole thing when a shoe (first class, Ira noted) came flying at the silver haired teenager. Shikra easily avoided the flying object and caught it swiftly in midair.

"N...atasha?" A confused look coated Shikra's face before he stared blankly at D&A. "... You threw a 100 year old designer shoe at me." The pale faced teen merely shrugged and swung around on 'his' couch. "So... you aren't going to answer?"

"It's Raphie," yelled an unhelpful Ira, sprawled all over the ground. "He hasn't seen her for a month, and you know how possessive he is!"

Another shoe came flying through the air, and, as Ira wasn't as athletic as Shikra (or as smart, for that matter), hit the young blonde right on the nose. She sat up, traces of fury covering her entire face. "HEY, YOU PMS-ING GIRL, YOU DON'T SEE ME WHINING ABOUT MY BOYFRIEND AND SHIT! YOU JUST THREW A STUPID SHOE AT MY BEAUTIFUL FACE!"

D&A chose to ignore that comment completely.

Shikra gave a pleasant smile. "First class."

"…eh?"

"The shoe was first class."

The younger teen rapidly blinked, emerald orbs switching on and off, feeling stupid. "...Oh."

D&A sniggered.

"~ANSWER THE PHONE, DAMMIT!~"

Ira jumped ten feet in the air and let out a blood curdling scream. Nobody paid any attention to her. D&A raised his finely penciled eyebrows and gave an approving smirk toward Shikra.

"Nice Ringtone." Shikra shrugged curtly and returned his attention toward his phone, gently lifting the black flap and pressing it towards his ears. "Hello?"

"Wh-When did you ch-change the rin-ringtone?" D&A rolled his eyes and turned to glare at the young girl.

"Your fault for not paying attention to the vibrating of the phone."

"Oh yeah, everything's my fault, isn't it? That stuff scared me half to death!"

"And aren't we all so sad you didn't go to hell..."

"You'll be going there soon if you don't shut up!-"

They were interrupted by Shikra's gentle voice saying: "Yes... yes, we'll be there immediately. Mhm. Well, goodbye." He closed his phone silently, drumming against the closed cover with his pale, thick hands. Then he looked up at the two teens, a small, tired smile pressed against his face. "Go get ready. We're going out."

"Where?" The annoying and attractive teen questioned," Going out to where?"

Shikra sighed as he put the silver car keys into a pocket of his white cargo pants, trying to find a way to answer without answering. Then he looked up at D&A with a glint in his eye, like telling a private joke. "Some place to make D&A happy." He turned speedily on his heel and softly jingled the silver objects to the rhythm of his shoes.

Ira sat back, a bit dazed as she comprehended the words, her green eyes blank. Suddenly, her eyes started shining brilliantly. "WE'RE GOING TO MEET HIS GIRLFRIEND, RIGHT? RIGHT?"

Another first class shoe came flying through the air.