Two Halves of a Whole

Chapter Two- The Calm Before a Storm

The chilly October wind blew gently through the public park as Lavi strode brusquely down the old cobblestone path that divided the lawns. Pulling his coat a little tighter around his shoulders, he let his eye wander across the tediously familiar surroundings. Every tree was in place, the overly romantic old couple from down the street was sitting on the bench feeding pigeons, and that one blonde with the nice ass jogged by, her ponytail bobbing up and down as she ran. He took this route home every day. It was always exactly like this. Always.

Suddenly, he felt his phone jump about energetically in his jacket pocket, avidly notifying him that he had a new text. Had he checked his texts at all today? He flipped open his phone.

[2 NEW MESSAGES]

[Received- 09:26 am

From- Yu-Chan:

Return my underpants, you dick. I will kill you.]

Lavi laughed, partially because he had stolen all of Kanda's underpants the week before and his friend had only just noticed. What had he been doing before then? Of course, he would still have to return the underwear because his frightening Japanese friend both knew where he lived and would follow through on his threat. Where had he left those boxers again?

Shrugging, he opened his next text.

[Received- 13:00 pm

From- Lenalee

Sorry for what I said last week. I miss you lots. I love you :)]

Lenalee had been his on and off girlfriend since tenth grade, though they had been friends since they were really really little, like diapers and dinosaur toys little. They fought a lot and their relationship had too many problems to count on his hands. Not that she was a mega bitch who was never grateful or anything; she was a really sweet and caring person most of the time. The problem was that Lenalee had become deeply depressed ever since her parents died. She was very emotionally unstable and was highly prone to sudden and uncontrollable mood swings. Komui, her older brother, worked a lot in order to pay her student loans and had entrusted her care to Lavi. Though he loved Lenalee like a brother would, he would never feel like the anchor to the real world that she seemed to think he was. The only reason he dated her was because her unreliable reactions made life a little bit interesting sometimes, like something was actually happening. It was a terrible reason to use someone.

But he couldn't just leave her.

[Sent- 20:38 pm

To- Lenalee

It's fine. I love you too.]

Frowning, Lavi snapped his phone shut. He hated saying that. After years of saying that over and over, those words were hollow and meaningless to him. And even -

A stream of icy water unexpectedly sprayed Lavi in the back of the head. He turned to see a small crowd clustered around a clown and laughing heartily. He cheeks turned red as the clown, dressed head to toe in a white fat suit, waved and spritzed him again with one of those prank flowers that you can find in a classic joke store. Spluttering, he flipped the clown off, causing the crowd to guffaw louder. The clown just brushed it off and raised his own middle finger to Lavi, who did a double take.

Weren't clowns supposed to be happy and nice all the time? Of course, there was always that other stereotype of psycho killer clowns toting chainsaws and eating babies and crazy stuff like that.

Grumbling, Lavi turned away and pulled his collar up, annoyed by their snickers and snorts. At the same time, it was slightly relieving. Red irritation briefly burned through the grey clouds of drab and dreary that had been hovering over his world for so long. The redhead glanced over his shoulder at the clown, who had started juggling with knives.

Another cold breeze blew across the square and the sky darkened a little bit. Lavi decided that he needed to get home soon. A storm was coming.

-END-

A/N: Lol. I told some people that I was going to have this posted 2 weeks ago... _ There are no excuses for my bad behaviour. *bows head*

Anyways, I'm thinking I'll work on an alternating POV story, so that everything balances out and maybe we can see what's going on at all times, neh?

Now that I'm done, I get to go back and finish my homework. Wheeee~ X| Apologetically, I probably won't get around to another chapter until my final exams are over. Then it'll be summer. SUMMMER, I SAY! *starts digging grave*

Oh yeah. I forgot to say this last time: I don't own -Man. If I owned it, do you think I would be writing fanfiction? EVERYTHING WOULD BE GRAPHIC SEX ANYWAYS.

Thanks for reading! Hugs for reviews :D