(A/Ns: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MEEE! Yes, it's my birthday. Yes, Sami is the writer. Just to clarify, future chapters may not be this long, but this was to make up for the 9 day gap. Although, I still have to finish my crossover, so updates might take a while. This may be OOC but its MC Boarding School so who cares? Oh, and I know I say this on every MC, but I just need to clarify that this is NOT accurate to me and my friends (we're actually only 14/15). This fanfic takes place where Pandora Hearts is in Switzerland which it technically could've been, and there are references to one of the many conspiracies of what Vincent did on his all-nighters.

Please review! I know I write this primarily for my friends and it's been nearly a year since I started, but hey, if anyone else is out there reading then please tell me!

Content warnings: drug use, sexual hints

Disclaimer: I do not own Pandora Hearts or my friends (to an extent...))

Chapter 2

"Guys! Can you please do something productive for once?!"

Lela sighed, scanning the living room. On the sofa, James and V were both stretched out, James watching the news intently as V played games on her phone, completely ignoring the world around her. Across from them, ET was perched in the corner of the room, sitting on his amp and once again playing his new guitar (which had blown a hole in Lela's seemingly endless bank account) at full volume.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Jess and Sami were experimenting with cocktails, doing something which appeared to be some sort of competition; Lela wasn't entirely sure. KT was watching them from the counter, gradually making her way through the mountainous heap of desserts, which just so happened to be another one of the many things which had eaten into Lela's savings.

"We're enjoying freedom," KT replied nonchalantly, stuffing a doughnut into her mouth a second later.

"This is your way of freedom?!" Lela yelled, turning to glare at Sami and Jess, "What are you two even doing?!"

Sami glanced up for a moment, dragging her fingers over the sheet of instructions and cracking open a new bottle of liquor. "We're trying to see who can design the best cocktail and then think of the best name. I'm aiming for something rainbow coloured, but I have no idea what Jess is doing."

"Neither do I," Jess added, searching through Lela's cabinet of drinks, "I'm just improvising."

"Right… well, can you like, not keep taking all my stuff?" Lela requested.

Simultaneously, Jess and Sami shook their heads, before resuming their previous activities.

"Right… okay then…" Lela murmured, "Ooh! Sami, it's your birthday today, right?"

"Oh, yeh! It is," Sami confirmed, "Hey, guys, let's go get pissed tonight!"

"NOOO!" Lela whined, flailing her arms around randomly in some sort of protest, "You're spent the past week coming back wasted! It's annoying!"

"Not a week. 9 days," James corrected, "You spastic."

"Hey, you know what… fight me."

"I suppose it's no surprise you're retarded," James commented, completely ignoring Lela's pathetic attempt to seem threatening, "You are Ge-"

"James…" Sami warned, raising her finger up to him, "Don't say it."

Pouting, James shrank back into the sofa.

"So, as I was saying, before I was rudely interrupted," Lela continued, "It's been 9 days and NONE OF YOU HAVE DONE ANYTHING!"

"Oh well!" ET screamed from across the room, barely able to hear himself over the amp's ridiculous volume, "We can do what we want!"

"Yeh, well not in my house!" Lela retorted, face palming exhaustedly before taking a seat at the kitchen counter, and pulling out a drink.

With the exception of the guitar being blasted through the amp and the low hum of the TV playing the news, the group fell into silence, everyone carrying on with their pointless lives.

A few minutes later, however, there was a polite knock at the door, and all 7 heads whipped around to see who it was.

"Who the hell is that?" V asked to no one, "It's like… 8 o'clock or something."

"Someone else get it," ET ordered, putting his guitar away and returning to one of the sofas.

"Lela, get it," Sami instructed firmly.

In response, Lela put on her best pout. "But… why me?"

"It's your house," Sami deadpanned, "Hurry up."

"Fine," Lela agreed reluctantly, standing up and wandering across the middle of the room, proceeding to the door. Without hesitation, she swung it open, eyes trailing over each person.

All of them were dressed in what looked like once fancy and upper class clothes – most likely aristocrats – which had been worn out and destroyed, fabric hanging loose and stained from multiple unknown causes.

At the front of the group was a shorter blonde boy, with ruffled hair and plaid shorts. His clothes were rather mismatched, but the friendly smile and bright green eyes made him seem just a bit more approachable. Despite all, however, he didn't look like he could be much older than 15.

Standing next to him and leaning on his shoulder was the only girl of the group, with a short black skirt and long brown hair. She, on the other hand, didn't seem to have put any effort into looking friendly, a devilish smirk painted across her face as if it were her way of greeting someone.

Behind those two, there were 3 more guys, all of them looking around the age of 20. The first one – and the tallest – had extremely messy black hair, his entire wardrobe following the same colour scheme; black. Out of all of them, he looked the most fed up and exhausted.

One of the things which seemed to be irritating him the most was the other blonde attached to his arm, far too close for comfort. Long, wavy blonde hair fell messily from his head, the fringe failing to cover his mismatched gold and red eyes. His appearance was fairly innocent looking, but his gaze seemed to give off some sort of aura which suggested that he was anything but innocent; however another reason for this may have been the pair of scissors poking out of his waist pocket.

On the other side of the black haired man was the other older member, leaning weakly on what looked like a walking stick at first glance, but also seemed to have some sort of sheath after closer inspection. His hair was white and tied back loosely, two loose clips dangling freely from the odd strands. Compared to the rest, he was the only one whose attire didn't immediately scream 'spoilt snob', with an entire section of his hair cut off to conceal his left eye.

Finally, on the end and detached from the rest of the group, there were two other guys, both coming across as about 16 despite the shaggy-haired brunette being significantly smaller than the other, who had short, dusty blonde hair. The shorter one was also much skinner, clinging weakly to the blonde. They both wore exactly the same clothes, with a large pair of glasses covering a majority of the smaller one's face.

"Um, hi…" the blonde kid at the front started, turning his head away and scratching the back of his neck awkwardly, "Er, hehe… this is gonna sound a bit weird, but we got lost over a week or so ago, and we don't really know where we are… we were really hoping you could help us? We'd really appreciate it."

Lela blinked a few times at them, before replying, "Hey, does this place look like a ref-"

"Of course we'll help!" Sami interrupted from behind her, Jess following hastily as they hurried over to the door. Both girls got a quick eyeful of the guys, nodding eagerly at each other. Discreetly, she nudged Lela on the shoulder. "Come in!"

"Do you need anything?" Jess offered, shooting a sidelong smirk to Sami as she led them inside.

"Hey, no no no no NO!" Lela objected loudly like usual, slamming the door shut and prancing into the centre of the room, "This is my home, and I'm not just letting some random group in here who we know nothing about!"

"Lela, shut up," Sami whispered bitterly through gritted teeth, leading them through into the dining room with Jess.

"Alright, they have one night," Lela comprised, folding her arms over and pouting, "But ONE NIGHT ONLY!"

"Yeh yeh, we get it," Jess sighed, holding her eardrums, "There's no need to shout."

"Um… sorry for being a burden…" the blonde intervened, "We didn't really know what to do."

"It's fine, we'll save the formalities for later," Sami reassured, gesturing to the door in the corner of the room, "That's the bathroom. We'll talk about this when you've cleaned up, okay?"

…..

About an hour had passed since the mysterious group had arrived, and Lela had done nothing but complain since then. Fortunately, since they'd been left in the bathroom, the new arrivals couldn't hear any of her incessant whining.

"Seriously, Sami," Lela started again, following the other into the lounge where KT, V, James and ET were all situated, "I know what you guys are like! A group of hot guys come within 100 metres of you and suddenly everything turns into an orgy!"

"Why else do you think we invited them in?" Jess replied, pouring a drink and sitting on the sofa beside V.

"… good point actually," Lela admitted, "Alright, I can accept one night."

"Please reconsider it," Sami asked, more like a threat than a request.

"Fine, mother," Lela compromised reluctantly, "But we still know next to nothing about them."

"It's fine, they've been about an hour, so they'll be back soon," Sami explained, reading the time off the wall, "What do you guys think?"

"I object," James stated simply.

"Seconded," ET added.

"No one cares what you think," Sami retorted, "V? KT?"

"As long as you don't force me into any of your kinky shit, then I'm fine with it," KT responded nonchalantly.

"I don't care," V shrugged.

"Good. Looks like you have no choice, Lela," Sami taunted, "So, how do we decide who gets who?"

"Spin the bottle!" V chanted.

"Yes!" Jess agreed eagerly, "Sami?"

"It's the most standard way," Sami mentioned, "Not sure they'll agree to it."

"Use the pills in my suitcase," James recommended, his eyes fixed on his phone screen as he spoke.

"Yes!"

"NOO!" Lela objected, "No dr-"

Once again, Lela was interrupted. But this time, it was by the door opening, the same blonde guy from earlier taking a tentative step into the room.

"Hi…" he greeted casually, poking his head around the door, "Um, we're done now, so…"

"We'll come in there," Sami continued for him, "Come on guys."

"Why do I have to?" ET frowned.

"Because I said so."

"… oh."

Slowly, the group shuffled into the dining room, taking a seat along the opposite side to where the guests were at the vast table.

"Okay," Lela begun, placing her hands on the desk in front of her and feigning a serious posture, "I think you should begin by telling us who the fuck you are."

"Oh, my name is Oz…" the younger blonde introduced, gesturing to the girl beside him, "And this is Alice."

"I'm hungry," Alice announced irrelevantly, "Oz, give me food."

"Shut up, stupid rabbit," the black haired guy muttered under his breath, "I'm Gilbert. You can, er, call me Gil."

"Hey hey hey," Lela interjected, "I didn't say anything."

"I was talking to her," Gil pointed across the table to Alice.

"I'm the only stupid rabbit here!" Lela shouted, defensively.

"Lela, just…" Sami patted her shoulder comfortingly, shaking her head, "Just… stop talking."

"I'm Vincent," the elder blonde introduced abruptly, clearly bored of this already, as he ran his fingers through his still slightly damp hair, "And if any of you lay a hand on my beloved brother Gil, I'll kill you."

"You're brothers?" Jess raised an eyebrow, her gaze switching between Gil and Vincent, the two nodding in response, "Haha, perfect."

"No need to get so protective over him, fufu~" the scruffier one chuckled, glaring sneakily at Vincent next to him before planting a fake smile back on his face, "My name is Break."

"'Break'?" James cocked an eyebrow suspiciously, screwing his face up, "That's not a real name, you spastic."

"You have no reason to know my real name," Break countered, dropping his head sulkily; his voice muffled by the table, "You're more annoying than the sewer rat…"

"Break, stop it," Gilbert warned.

"Let's just keep this going," the other younger blonde on the end grunted, shoving the brunette away from his shoulder and waking him up, "I'm Elliot. Elliot Nightray. And this is Leo, my valet."

"Oh, so in what ways does he serve you?" Jess teased.

"Hey!" Elliot yelled, completely unaware to his reddening face, "I-It's not like that!"

"Sure…"

"Alright, so now we know who the fuck you," Lela continued, "I want to know why you're here, and where you've come from."

"We all, well, most of us work for an organisation in Switzerland, but something went wrong with out last… outing, and we've ended up here. It wasn't until we reached a town a couple of days ago that we knew we were in Austria. We still don't really know where we are."

"You're in Fucking," Sami informed them, trying desperately to keep a straight face.

The group blinked in confusion, Break bursting out into a fit of laughter a few seconds later.

"Ahah… haah… that's hilarious~" he chuckled.

"Don't be so immature," Vincent scolded, scowling harshly at the other, "We had a small amount of money, but that got spent fairly quickly."

"We can't get back, either," Oz added regretfully, "We don't know how long it'll be until Pandora or the Nightrays get in contact with us again."

"Looks like you're staying here for the time being them, am I right?" Sami grinned, "We only have 2 spare rooms though, so… some of us are going to have to share."

"Thank you so much," Oz replied.

"I'm not sharing," Alice declared.

"Neither am I," ET seconded, "Bye."

Abruptly, ET stood up and left, James following him silently a few seconds later.

"I know what you guys are like, and I choose not to this time," KT announced, standing up and wandering over to the mini fridge, "Alice, here's the food. But, just to clarify, all of the doughnuts are mine."

"YESSS!" Alice screamed, diving for the mini fridge, taking a handful before running from the room. KT simply brushed it off, grabbing a new box of doughnuts before leaving wordlessly.

"Oh look, it appears that there's only one room left," Sami stated matter-of-factly, "That means two of you are sharing, and the rest of you are sharing with us."

"Hey, I'm not sharing," Lela declared, receiving a fierce glare in response from Sami and shrinking back into her chair obediently.

Oz, Gil, Vincent, Break, Elliot and Leo all remained silent, staring in awe at the 4 girls in front of them. Half of their brains were telling them that something wasn't right, but the other half just told them that they were far too tired to care.

Unfortunately, that side won.

"Before we make that decision," Jess continued, "We've got a little something for you guys. Just something to, you know, spike this up a little bit."

Knowing it was her cue, V shoved a hand into her pocket, slamming a pack of colourful pills onto the table dramatically.

"Um… what is that?" Gilbert questioned suspiciously, pointing to the mysterious objects.

Picking them up and holding them up against the light, a sly smirk tugged at Vincent's lips as he answered, "Nothing I haven't done before."

"Wait, Vince, I really don't think you-"

Before Gilbert could even finish his sentence, the pill had already been swallowed by Vincent, his pupils dilating almost immediately. After taking a few moments to regain his balance, Vincent finally spoke, "See, Gil? It's fine."

"Um…"

"Seriously, just do it," Sami sighed, popping the pill into her own mouth, Jess and V following shortly after.

"Heeyyyyy!" Lela whined, "NO DRUGS IN MY HOUSE!"

"You don't have to take them," Jess retorted, clutching her eardrum before nodding slyly at Sami, "Just play the game with us. Plus, it's Sami's birthday, so we have to do what mother wants."

"I don't have any objections…" Oz mentioned, picking up one of the pills and staring at it, "They're doing us a favour. Plus, I've read about these in books before. They don't seem too bad."

"Shut up, Shorty," Elliot scoffed, snatching one of the pills away and handing one to Leo, who simply observed it for few seconds before swallowing it dry, "We all have."

Without hesitation, Elliot slipped the pill onto his tongue, swallowing it the same way Leo had and grimacing. Soon after, however, any concern or hesitation was dropped, as the drug's euphoric effects quickly took over.

"Oz, I really don't think you should-"

"Relax, Gil, hehe," Break interjected, leaning on the table idly.

At that point, it took Gil approximately one second to get a brief glimpse of Break's eyes, quickly deducing that he was, like everyone else, high as a kite.

"It didn't taste bad…" Oz commented, rubbing the stray, artificial powder from his fingers and grinning up at the raven, "Come on, Gil, don't be the only one!"

"Oz, I actually can't believe you took that," Gil deadpanned.

As a result of the convincing and persuasive glances from everyone else, Gilbert quickly succumbed to peer pressure, tentatively placing the pill inside his mouth and consuming it. If he was a lightweight with alcohol, then God knows what this drug would do. Like the others, however, any worries were promptly abandoned.

"Alright, quickest was to decide who sleeps with who is spin the bottle," Sami declared, pulling out a half drank bottle of (quite clearly expensive) wine, lying it horizontally on the table, "I presume you all know how to play?"

"We all have lives, you know~" Break hummed, swaying on his chair.

"Good point," Jess commented, staring expectantly at Leo, "Oi, you go first."

Snapping out of his trance when Elliot nudged him on the shoulder, Leo raised a hand, eventually locating the bottle and spinning it lightly. Because of the low effort, however, the bottle only actually made one full rotation, and ended up landing on none other than his master: Elliot.

Immediately, Elliot physically felt his face heat up, gritting his teeth and turning his head away.

"Haha!" Jess laughed, "Hey Sami, up for some more real like yaoi?"

"Fuck yeh!"

"No!" Elliot yelled, standing up and pushing the chair back dramatically, "Nothing's gonna happpennnn!"

"HEY!" Lela shouted, "I'M THE ONLY PERSON WHO'S ALLOWED TO SHOUT AND BE UNNECESSARILY DRAMATIC!"

"Argh… just shut up," Elliot sighed, "Oi, Leo. Let's go."

"Hm?" Leo hummed, gazing up at Elliot confusedly, "Where're we going?"

"To the bedroom," Elliot replied hastily, grabbing Leo's wrist and yanking him up, dragging the noirette out of the room and slamming the door behind him.

"I don't think he realises how much of an innuendo that is," Sami muttered, "Alright, Break. Your turn."

"Alright~" Break grinned, giving the nozzle of the bottle a slight push, watching absentmindedly as it spun around in one giant blur. It was quite clear that both he and Vincent were completely off their heads, since neither of them had made any complaints about having to sit next to each other; especially when Break was swaying off balance repetitively and hitting Vincent.

Eventually, the bottle came to a stop, quite clearly pointing at Sami.

"Ohh, look at that~" Break chuckled, "I get to treat the birthday girl~"

Wordlessly, Sami smirked, getting up and tucking the chair into the table. With a sly, seductive wink, she managed to guide Break from the dining room, intertwining her fingers within his and leading him to her bedroom.

"Oi, you," Jess pointed at Vincent. "Go."

Not bothered by being pushed around, nor noticing the disappearance of Break, Vincent did as he was told. The bottle spun for a short while, before landing at the person directly opposite him: V.

"Yesss…" V mouthed inaudibly to herself, celebrating discreetly and clambering off the chair, staggering over to the door and waiting for Vincent.

A few seconds, he arrived in front of her, a hand snaking around her waist as he smirked, pulling her from the room.

Just as he left, however, Gilbert happened to notice that his fingers slipping into his pocket, removing his sharpest pair of scissors.

"Poor girl… she does not know what she's gotten herself into…" Gilbert mentioned under his breath.

"Hah," Jess snorted, "More like he's the one who's fucked. Literally. Now, spin."

Blinking in both confusion and concern for a few seconds, Gilbert finally regained his composure, exhaling and spinning the bottle; just like everyone else had.

A few moments later, it came to a stop, pointing straight at Jess.

"Fuck yeh!" she celebrated, leaping up from the table and heading over to the door eagerly.

"Have funnn~" Oz sang, waving to Gilbert as Jess placed her hand in his, escorting him to her bedroom and shutting the door behind them.

"Are you actually happy about staying here?" Lela questioned, placing her hands on the desk in an attempt to act serious, "Because I feel like you're just so naïve."

"It's fine," Oz responded as he drug out his words, "You guys seem harmless."

"AHAHAHAHAH!" Lela burst out into a hysterical fit of laughter, shaking her head tragically and standing up, feeling slightly more light-headed than when she first sat down.

Sarcastically, Lela placed a hand on Oz's shoulder.

"Ahaha… eventually you'll learn that harmless is the last word you'd use to describe us. And, for your sake, I sincerely hope you didn't want to keep your innocence."