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The Show

I think I've seen the entire city by sundown. Delic is such a child when it comes to being a tour guide. The day was filled with:

"Chibiya, you have to see this!"

and my personal favorite,

"CHIBIYA! Don't roll your eyes at me!"

Ah, needless to say, my legs are so tired from walking. The sun is finally starting to disappear under the buildings. There's a few stars in the sky, but it's mostly still pink and purple. I let out a contented sigh as we sit on a bench by the ocean.

"Tired?" Delic asks.

"Exhausted." I sigh.

"Heh. Well, you can sleep while I'm at work."

"What time will you be home?" I ask him. He smiles.

"Late. My shifts last all night usually."

"Oh..."

To be honest, I'm a little scared to be by myself all night. I know it's weird because I'm an adult, but I've never actually been by myself in a place before. After I left school, I lived at my grandparent's house for a little bit. I really don't have anything in common with my mother, but I get along with her parents famously. They treated me like a son my whole life. Someone obviously had to.

My rash decision to leave was unappreciated by my grandmother. My grandfather understood my desire to be independent. I think my grandmother wanted to baby me forever. They're the only ones in the world who know where I am.

My parents probably think I'm dead.

Like they even care.

"It'll be fine. My apartment actually stays pretty quiet. Most of my neighbors are older people who go to bed at like, 7." Delic's deep voice breaks me from my thoughts.

"Yeah, I slept really good last night." I say.

He's looking at me again. He's been casting me these little glances all day. He said he liked to watch me when I saw new things. I guess he likes watching me when I'm watching the sunset too.

"You know, your eyes are almost glowing right now." he says matter of factly.

"They are?"

"Yeah. It's like the light from the sun matches your eye color or something."

"You must really like the color gold. You always remark on my eyes." I laugh, settling back against the bench.

"It's not really the color I like..." he grumbles.

Delic is a weird fellow. He observes so much about everything. He could probably lead me all over the world if he wanted to. When he says these weird things though...

It makes me feel funny.

"We should go back soon. Before it gets dark." I say as I turn away from him.

"Yeah... I need to get ready for work." he sighs.

I'm the first to stand. My legs scream in protest.

"Nooo! We wanna rest!" they yell.

I ignore the little pricks of pain and look expectantly at Delic. He's sullen at the thought of work.

"You could just call in. You know, stay home..." I mutter.

"That sounds great..." he agrees.

"Yeah. Just stay with me."

He smiles up at me before he stands beside me, looming over me.

"Chibiya, I like the thought of coming home to you~" he purrs.

"You're such a weirdo."

"Heh, yeah."

We make our way back to his apartment. I'm trying to memorize the way, in case I ever want to leave while he's out or something.

I don't want to rely on Delic too much.

We pass the coffee shop from this morning.

"Wait!" I say loudly to the blonde, making him freeze.

"What?" he asks in alarm.

"I need to go get an application!" and I run back inside the store. The plump lady from before is gone. Now it's a younger looking guy behind the counter.

"Hello, how may I help you?" he asks me, smiling widely.

"I need a job application."

"Oh, okay! Here!" he says cheerfully, handing me a thick little packet with lines all over it.

"Thanks." and I start to walk away, but he calls me back.

"You're over 18, right?"

"...Yes. I'm 21." I say, narrowing my eyes dangerously.

I mean, come on, I'm short but I'm not that short!

"Sorry! I was just going to tell you we don't hire people under 18!" he squeaks apologetically.

"Oh. Thanks again." I huff, leaving the store.

"Did she flirt with you?" Delic grins when I get outside.

"No. She wasn't there. It was some kid who thought I was a kid."

"Well, you do look young. No offense."

"You look young too! We are young! It's not like being in your twenties makes you over 100!" I hiss.

"Easy now. It's good to look young. So when you're 40, you'll still look 20."

"How old do I look?" I ask, defeated.

"Hmm. Like, 19? Not too much younger. You just don't look like you've reached your twenties yet. You're really...small. Hence, I think Chibiya suits you well." he smiles as we're climbing the stairs to his apartment.

"Well, maybe I'll just refer to you as a big overgrown baby." I mumble. He looks at me again.

"Are you pouting?"

"No!"

"You are! Your lip is poking out and everything! Oh, this is priceless!" he laughs at me again.

I feel like whenever he laughs at me, my pride dies a little.

"Shut up! I can't help it when you make me mad!"

"I don't even do anything to make you mad! You just have a tendency to get mad at nothing." he grins, still holding back laughter at my vexed expression.

When he unlocks his door, I rush past him and curl into a ball on the couch. I can hear him still chuckling as he disappears into his room for a little bit.

When I'm alone, my mind wanders. I think about my parents. I wonder if my sister is okay. I hope to God dad doesn't-

"I'm about to leave." Delic says from behind me. I roll over and sit up.

"Can...I come with you?" I ask dejectedly.

"Chibiya, are you afraid to be alone?" he asks seriously.

"No! I just... I don't want to be bored..."

He sighs, and runs his hands through his hair.

"Here's the thing, I work in a bar. There will be drunk men everywhere. I don't want you there unless I can watch you. I can't watch you if I'm working."

"But... I can take care of myself!" I whine.

"You don't even recognize when someone is flirting with you." he points out.

"That was one time!"

"The flower lady by the park?"

"She was being nice!"

"The guy at the bookstore?"

"He was helping me find stuff by Emerson!"

"By putting an arm around you?" he snarls.

"Okay! Okay, fine, he was flirting! But I didn't look at it as being threatening! He was just a guy that found me attractive! Beside, you had women drooling over themselves to get a look at you all day so I don't want to hear it!" I snap.

"You... you notice people look at me?" he asks in disbelief.

I don't understand the big deal here. He looks elated.

"You notice more than me." I huff.

He walks forward so he's directly in front of me. He puts his hands on either side of my face and forces me to look up at him. His breath is on my face.

"I wonder... Have you ever been kissed before?" he whispers.

"...No..." I say just as quietly. I feel like if I speak up, it'll ruin whatever's happening here.

He leans forward a little so his lips are ghosting over mine. His pink eyes are observing my reaction to him. I see him smirk a little before I close my eyes, waiting for him to kiss me.

I mean, if he wants to. I don't really care either way.

I really don't.

But then, he pulls away, leaving me there without a kiss. I open my eyes and look up at him in confusion. His expression is unreadable. He turns my head and places his lips against my ear.

"I'll come home later tonight..." he sighs, the breath blowing in my ear and sending a little tremor floating through me.

"I'll be here." I whisper back, leaning my head against his shoulder. He kisses my temple, and pulls away again so I'm all alone.

I look around the darkening room in fear. If I stay here, I'll be awake the whole night.

And if I'm awake the whole night, why be locked up all alone?

Thinking abruptly, I open the door quietly, locking it before I close it. I run to the stairs and dash down them as I look for Delic. I see him at the doors, just beginning to leave the building.

As he walks, I make sure I stay far behind him.

My plan is perfect! I'll see where he works, hang out a bit, then leave before he notices me there.

Okay, so it sucks. I just hope he doesn't notice me. If he does, he'll most likely be mad.

Wait...how am I going to get back in his apartment if I locked the door? Damn, I need to plan things better...

Well, no use dwelling on it now. I keep my distance before I see him slip inside some shady looking building that has smoke billowing out of the windows. I frown at the sight before I follow him inside.

There are people at the counter, sitting on high stools that reach way off the floor. They're all drinking golden liquid from thick glasses.

Apple juice?

Anyway, I sneak a little further in and take a seat in the back at an empty booth that's hidden mostly by a big plant. I haven't seen Delic yet. A few eyes are directed at me, but not enough to raise an alarm.

I hope.

I think about 15 minutes of me trying to blend in went by when the lights dimmed even more. I look up, alarmed. Maybe the power's going out?

"Attention everyone. We have a local band playing tonight. They've gained quite the audience around here recently and we know that's why we have a crowd." a man with a ponytail announces from a little stage at the front of the bar. I realize then that all the lights are dim because they're all focusing on him.

"Please welcome Burndown City to the stage."

Burndown City? Is that the band Delic was saying played tonight? What a weird name.

There's a little shuffling on the stage as the man rushes to plug in wires to other wires and it looks completely stupid because he's really fat. If I was a lesser person, I'd laugh.

Then, he waddles off the stage and the members of the band grace the stage. I freeze.

Delic is there.

Beside him is the man named Kadota from earlier. He's holding a guitar. I remember that he was bragging about a new guitar earlier.

Beside them is a man with longish brown hair parted in the middle. They're all pretty tall, but Delic seems to loom over them. I'm glad it's not just me he looms over all the time.

They say something to the crowd, but my eyes are locked on Delic. He looks so proud and easy going, even when there are so many eyes on him.

Then I notice all the wires are plugged in to Kadota's guitar. There's a large drum set behind them too. The unfamiliar brunette walks toward it and sits down. Delic picks up another guitar and stands beside Kadota. Then, they start playing something.

The music is flowing through me. It's like it's in my veins and charges through me. Of course I've heard music before, but never like this. It's heavy. And loud.

I think I'm hooked.

Then the most electric thing I've ever felt swims over me because I realize...

Delic is singing.

His voice is deep just like when he talks, but there's a quality to it that's so...seductive. I wonder if that's the voice he uses in the bedroom with his apparent many partners. It washes over the crowd and everyone is silent as they watch him.

Of course, they all seem to be drunk, but that's beside the point.

I'm still glued to Delic's face. He looks more at peace than I've ever seen anyone look.

When the music stops, find that I already miss it. I can't help but wonder why Delic never told me he was in a band. Does he work here and just play every now and then? Or is it only music he does?

"Hey there, pretty boy." I hear a slurred voice and I notice a large man draped in the chair across from me.

"...Hello." I greet. He's holding some of the apple juice.

"You wanna try some beer?"

I tense. Delic wanted me to try it with him first.

"No thanks." I decline.

"C'mon now! Don't be bitchy." and he walks forward and tries to tilt my head back and force the stuff down my throat. I slap the glass from his hand and push him away from me.

"Are you MENTAL?"

"Heh. Kinda feisty, huh?" he grins before he tackles me into the seat.

Suddenly, two things happen very fast.

1. The man is pulled off me, and thrown to the side.

2. Delic looks furious.

Well, looks like I've been caught.

At least I saved my first beer for Delic.


Sachi: Ugh, it took too long to type this. I'm like half asleep because I was at work all day then had to babysit my niece for a little bit.

Delic: Quit complaining. Just go drink a beer!

Sachi: Gross! I prefer- Okay, I'm keeping that to myself, haha.

Hibiya: I fail to understand why anyone reads your drabble, commoner.

Sachi: To see you act stupid?

Hibiya: I'm never stupid!

Delic: You thought beer was apple juice.

Hibiya: They're the same color!

Sachi: Anyway, review please! I love them so much! I also love all of YOU! :D