It had been a week since Emil had agreed to help Leon with a bank robbery, but nothing has happened yet. No plan, no nothing. Leon hasn't even decided what bank to rob. For the past week Leon has been getting Alfred to help him with creating music, which he immediately wanted to help when he found out that it was to get Arthur off Leon's back.
Alfred and Arthur knew each other very well, but not in a good way. Arthur basically hates Alfred, probably because whenever Alfred is around him he likes to annoy and torment the hell out of him. But even though they seem to hate each other, Alfred is one of the only people Arthur talks to. Once you got Alfred to calm down it seemed that Arthur enjoyed his presence.
Currently Leon was editing one of the songs they recorded together. Alfred made lyrics to the song. The song was upbeat, but emotional. From the instrumental you would have never guessed the underlying meaning of the song. It was about loving someone you could never have.
Leon was surprised that Alfred could write a poem like that, but after making songs with him for a week Leon found out that Alfred was really good at poetry. Apparently, that particular poem he wrote a long time ago.
"I wrote it a few months after me and Matthew first moved here," Alfred had said. He had a hand on his chin trying to remember the exact day he wrote it. "I think I wrote it a week after we started hanging out."
"I would've never you were in love at the time," Leon said, looking at the lyrics in his hands. It was true, Alfred never looked at anyone at school with a yearning look or spoke of anyone looking hot, cute, attractive, or sexy. He seemed like the type of person to fall in love with someone after high school, thinking people in school were all wannabes, or assholes, or stuck-ups.
Leon tried to think of anyone Alfred might have stared at for a little longer than usual, but no one came to mind. Leon gave up trying to think of who and just asked him bluntly.
"So, who did you have a crush on?" Alfred looked uncomfortable with the question, like he still liked the person. "Or do you still like them?" Leon's lip was quirked up in an innocent smile, but if you looked deeply into his eyes you could see a small hint of mischievous.
"I'm not gonna tell you. You'll tell everyone you know or use it as some sort of blackmail." Alfred turned away from Leon with his arms crossed, kind of like a child.
"Why not? Are you embarrassed as to who they are? Is he or she really low on the social status?" Leon didn't want to assume the gender of the person. He remembered Alfred telling him a long time ago that he was pansexual or bi.
"No. Yes. I don't know. Can we drop the subject and just get to recording and stuff? I came here to help you. I could leave right now." Alfred seemed really final with what he was saying, and Leon had to respect that Alfred wasn't ready with telling the world who he liked.
"Fine. So, do you want to sing this by yourself or a duet? Or I could do backup vocals. You created this, so it should be your choice with who sings what."
"I'll sing it. You can do the music and if you think there should be other vocals you can add it in."
Leon had to say that even though they did six songs in seven day they all turned out decent. They won't top any charts, but they would be listened to by people who liked looking for new and underappreciated artists.
Leon stretched and cracked his chuckles. He didn't want to over stay his visit at Alfred and Matthew's house. Alfred would have been in the recording studio, but he got bored of watching Leon choose the notes and rearrange them, so he left to go play video games with his friends online. And yes, Alfred and Matthew had a recording studio in their house.
Their adoptive parents are rich. They own businesses all around the globe. They were rarely home, but it didn't seem to bother Alfred or Matthew that much, considering they were tossed from house to house till they finally stopped here, and Leon had to say it was a good choice.
Leon left their home and started to walk to his place. Arthur was busy all week with work, so when he came home he would immediately flop onto the couch or his bed, and all of this meant that Leon had more time with Alfred to record the music.
Leon barged into the house, not making his presence known to any of the occupants of it. It's not like they cared, and Leon didn't really care about them either. He made his way to the kitchen, finally smelling what Yao was cooking. It was astonishing that he didn't notice the distinct Asian food smell right as he entered the house, but his excuse was that he was tired.
"Aiyaa, Leon, where have you been all day?" Yao said, not even turning around to look at him. Either he heard Leon coming in or he sensed Leon's presence. Most likely the later because the kitchen was loud, with the fan on and the crackling sound of grease in the wok he was using.
"I was at Matthew's house. You know I've been there all week." If Leon said he was at Alfred's house they, as in Arthur and Yao, would be ashamed of Leon, but if he said Matthew they would be okay with it, even though they know he is a stoner.
Matthew is a really nice and sweet kid, but he smokes weed with a few of his buddies on the weekends. You would have never guessed that from a person like him, but he does. Everyone has their own demons, and this seems to be a way Matthew relieves himself of these demons and stress. Leon wasn't really one to judge, for Christ's sake he robs banks for money when he could just be a normal kid and ask his parents for money.
"You know I don't want you hanging around those kids too much." Yao said, referring to all the kids that do drugs and not just Matthew.
"Don't worry about me. I'm fine. I won't do reckless stuff like that." Although robbing banks was probably a lot worse than smoking weed.
"Leon, you know I can't help but worry about you. You are rarely ever home, and no one knows where you are. You never leave notes or anything as much as a notice before you go." Yao was getting too parent-like for Leon's taste, so he left the kitchen.
Leon went to his room and turned on his computer. He opened a few internet browsers, one of them being a website that allowed you to chat with friends. He saw that in a lot of the group chats he was in had some new messages in them, but the only chats he cared about were solo, one on one texts. He texted back to people that asked questions or to ask questions of his own.
He scrolled through the names and saw that Emil had sent something to him. Leon opened it immediately. They rarely ever texted each other and if they did it was short conversations or questions about the math homework, since they were both in the same math class.
"What's the plan?" The text said. Emil was clearly referring to the bank robbery plan. Emil had been avoiding it ever since he agreed to helping. Oh yeah, Emil returned Leon's pistol the day after he agreed. Emil said that Lukas had forgotten about it and didn't bring it to a shop to see who it was registered to, which Leon was thankful for.
"I've been too busy to make up a plan. I'll think of one soon if you are so excited to do it." Leon texted back. Emil wanted Leon to forget about the deal or he wanted to just get it over with. After a few minutes Emil texted back, seemingly annoyed with what Leon said.
"I'm not excited at all. I want to do anything but this. I just want to get it over and done with so I can move on with my life and not have to worry about if I'll get caught by the cops"
"Shh, someone might get suspicious of you. And now you know how I feel."
"Ugh, fine. Also, can you send me what you got for the math homework. I'm stuck on a question." Emil successfully ended up changing the subject, which Leon didn't mind.
"Which question?" Leon wasn't that much better than Emil at math, only having his grade about 5% higher than his.
"17." Leon laughed at Emil's misfortune. Question seventeen had multiple questions, so Emil probably didn't understand what it was asking for. Leon got his math binder out and proceeded to try to explain how polynomials worked to Emil over text. Eventually Emil got too confused and ended up video chatting with Leon. Even after Emil finished his math homework they continued to chat over random things, like the newest releases of movies, television shows, and games, how Yong Soo was annoying yet cool, and other things.
They only realized how late it was when Emil yawned, which Leon thought was quite cute.
"You should get some sleep. It's late," Leon said, looking at the time. It was now 1:23am, they have been talking for over five hours. Emil frowned at Leon's suggestion but nodded.
"Yeah, I should probably go to bed now. Lukas doesn't like it when I stay up late. Goodnight." Leon bid a good night to Emil, and before Emil ended the call he did a little salute, which Leon thought was adorable.
Leon yawned and only then noticed that he was hungry. He hadn't eaten anything since breakfast. He was going to eat dinner earlier but got distracted with texts and Emil needing help in math.
He stalked his way to the kitchen, not wanting to wake up the house. Leon noticed the T.V. in the living room was on but was too hungry to care who it was. He opened the fridge, looking threw the shelves to find the food Yao had made that day. He put the food in the microwave to heat it up and stood leaning against the counter waiting.
The person watching T.V. must have heard the microwave because Leon could hear foot steps coming towards him. Leon turned around and saw a tired and grouchy looking Arthur staring at him.
"What do you want?" Leon asked in a monotone voice.
"I was just wondering who would be up at this ungodly hour," Arthur said, irritated by Leon's tone.
"I would ask you the same thing. I was just getting something to eat." The microwave started beeping and Leon quickly turned around to stop the excessive and annoying sound.
"Yao told me that you've been hanging out with Matthew all week." Arthur started to make his way around the counter, so he could get Leon to look at him. "I don't want you to hang around him too much, especially on the weekends. I also don't want you to hang out with Alfred. He's a bad influence."
"Yes, I know. I've been told these things a thousand times. Now can you please leave me alone. I want to eat in peace." Leon took his food out of the microwave and waved his hand around it, not to blow away the steam, but to give Arthur the impression that he would prefer to eat rather than talk.
"Leon, I'm serious about this." Arthur crossed his arms and into the side of Leon's head.
"And so was I." Leon made his way around Arthur to go up to his room. It was one of the only places he could relax these days. As he made his way over he didn't hear any footsteps following him, Arthur must have been really tired. Usually when they got in an argument Arthur wouldn't leave until he won.
Leon sat down at his desk and started to eat his food. Leon didn't know why he couldn't have a normal conversation with his parents. Whenever they talked they would start to talk about his well being or about how he was never home and that they wanted him to stay home more. His parents annoyed him every time, so he would leave.
A rap or knocks sounded on his door and as Leon was about to yell for Arthur to get out of his room he saw that it wasn't Arthur, but Mei.
"Oh, hey," Leon said. Mei didn't greet him, she merely walked over to Leon's bed.
"They are getting really worried about you," Mei said as she sat down on Leon's bed, which unnerved him. She was getting herself comfortable.
"And I told them not to." Leon turned around to look at Mei.
"You know they can't just stop worrying about you. They are your-our- parents. They're going to worry about us to their grave. It's not just them getting worried about you though. Yong Soo and I are getting worried. I told him you've been coming home even less lately."
"Why would you tell him? What is he supposed to do? It doesn't concern him." Mei had a small frown on her face.
"He's our cousin. He's family, so this concerns him just as much as it concerns me."
"Why is everyone so concerned? I don't understand."
"Leon, for one; you're never home and two; Arthur told us you had a huge stash of money hidden in your room. We all know you don't make money online."
"My god, does no one trust me in this house. I create music with Alfred, that's why I was out all week." Leon was getting really frustrated with his family. Why couldn't they just mind their own business.
"Leon, you never hang out with Alfred anymore. Just tell me the real reason you've been out and have this money." Mei looked really serious and concerned. Leon would have laughed at her face if this was any other situation.
"No, I was being serious about hanging out with Alfred and Matthew all week." Leon crossed his arms, almost in a childish way.
"And that was only for this week I'm assuming? Alfred never brought up anything about hanging out with you before." Mei was too observant for Leon's liking. And stubborn. She probably won't leave the room until Leon told her the truth.
"Promise me you won't tell anyone, especially Arthur, Yao, and your little gossip group. God knows Elizabeta can't keep a secret." Mei couldn't help but ease up nod at the last part.
"I promise I won't tell any other living soul, and god so help me if I do I will be immediately struck by lightning and sent to hell." Mei's lips were curved up in a little smile, but she was still as serious as ever.
Leon sighed and told her, "I got the money by robbing banks... And I'm going to rob a bank with Emil soon." Mei's eyes went wide open, her expression similar to Emil's when Leon told him.
"No, you can't." Mei obviously wanted Leon to stop doing such things, but Leon can't, he must do it at least one more time with Emil. "Why?" Well that was a hard question to answer. Leon doesn't even remember why he did it the first time, or why he continued to do it. Well, for one he did it for the money, two; the rush he felt when he did so, normal life was too boring and slow for his liking, and a few other reasons he can't explain.
"I don't know," Leon ended up answering with.
"Well, stop. Please. You'll get caught and sent to jail."
"You're not going to tell the police?" Leon was surprised she wasn't blowing up and telling everyone she knew, or at least one person.
"I'm not going to let you go to prison. You're my brother." Mei smiled gently at Leon, which Leon gave a small smile back.
"Thanks." Leon trusted Mei that she wouldn't tell anyone, and that if anything, she would probably help him with a robbery if it came down to that.
"And you have to stop. I don't want you getting hurt." Leon got up and so did Mei, sensing she was going to get kicked out.
"Maybe," was all Leon said before he closed the door on Mei, who was rambling on about how she didn't want Leon to get hurt and that she cared about him immensely.
Leon sighed as he flopped onto his bed, too tired to do anything. He fell asleep shortly after he got under his covers. A plate of fried rice and spring rolls now cold and forgotten left on his desk.
A/N Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. I want to inquire POV's from other characters in this and was wondering if you guys wanted the same thing, and if so, which characters. I was already thinking of one for Norway for a subplot with him.
I will talk to you peoples in the next chapter!