"Where will we meet?"
-x-
As it turned out, they were meeting at the park again. Something about being in between all of their houses. And lucky for Allen the bus left right on time, so he was good. And wouldn't be early. Or late.
"Tim, I'm going out today, okay?" Allen called into the house, but got no response. He walked back towards Timcanpy's room and looked in through the door, where the blond man was still sleeping.
Allen gave a small smile and wrote Tim a note, that said something along the lines of Allen leaving and not knowing when he would be coming back, but he'd try to call as much as possible. Or that maybe he'd actually buy a cell phone today.
He locked the door and started his walk down the street to the bus stop, randomly whistling a song, but was cut off from whistling rather rudely when someone knocked him over.
"Oof!"
Allen fell on his bottom and winced. When he looked up again, he came face to face with a hand.
"What? Aren't you going to take it?" A man's voice asked, and Allen reluctantly took the man's hand into his own.
"Hm." The man said, looking the white haired boy up and down, "Do you work at AT&T? 'cause you're raising my bar."
Allen froze.
"Excuse me?"
"I asked if you eat, because you're unnaturally light." the man said. Allen was skeptical, but thought it was better than what he first said.
"Oh, er, yeah, I eat. A lot, act'lly. I have a really high metabolism, is all."
"I see. So what's your name, boy?" the man, who Allen now noticed was quite handsome- dark, curly hair, dark skin color and enticing golden eyes.
"Oh, it's er, Allen." Allen answered, and the man brought Allen's hand up and kissed it.
"Tyki Mikk. It was a pleasure to meet you, Allen." The man now known as Tyki said, and Allen blushed as he turned and walked off, very much like Kanda with his model-like walk.
'Hm,' Allen thought, 'that was somewhat embarassing.' And he continued his walk (more like run, or he was going to be late) to the bus.
-x-
Allen, as it turned out, made it to the bus on time. With a minute to spare, actually. He was now at the park, walking the same road he had gone the other day, when he found himself on the ground again. Oh, his poor bum.
"What's this? Hee hee!" A strange looking (Man? Woman?) giggled. S/he had long, blond hair and dark skin, much like Tyki's, and strange black makeup. Were his/her lips sewn together?
"It's a boy, obviously!" Another stranger said, less strange than the first one but more strange than anyone Allen had ever seen. Wait. That was a lie. He had brown hair that was somewhat spiky, and wore dark eyeliner around his own pair of amber eyes.
Allen stared at the two, and they stared back.
And they stared. And stared.
And stared.
"I have to go." Allen finally said, getting up, but lost his balance and fell again. "Ugh. I'll be killed by a someone who makes walls look fun." He goaned, and the two strangers laughed at him.
"What?" Allen asked, looking up at them. The brunette shook his head and grinned,
"Nothing, nothing. Here, let me help you up." He came over and offered Allen a hand, (and the scene seemed awfully familiar) which Allen accepted. Only, he wasn't brought to his feet. The brunette swung Allen over his shoulder and shifted him so it'd be more comfortable. For the brunette.
"Wow Jasdero! This kid's super light! He's like a feather!" The brunette exclaimed, and the blond giggled.
"What did you expect, Devit? He's only like, ten!" The one called Jasdero giggled, and Devit laughed in agreement.
Allen glared, but it turned out as more of an adorable pout. "Hey! I'm not ten, I'm fifteen! And I just have a high metabolism!" Allen exclaimed, glaring at the two.
"What? You're fifteen? And you're British!" The two said together, which creeped Allen out a little.
"Er, yeah. Can you put me down? I'm afraid I'm going to be late." Allen said trying to push himself off of Devit's shoulder, who only gripped the boy tighter.
"Why would I do that? Jasdero and I are bored, and we finally have a new friend here." the brunette, Devit, said. Allen sighed.
"But I don't want to die! How about we make a deal?" Allen said, plan already forming in his head. He had his cards with him.
"What do you say, 'Dero?" Devit asked.
"Let's see what he has to say, Devi!" Jasdero said, but added, "Don't put him down, he might run away!" Devit agreed, but rearranged Allen so that he was being held bridal style.
"Oh, God. Why?" Allen asked exasperatedly at the sky, then turned to the two people, "You let me go if I beat you in a game of poker."
The blond and brunette looked at each other, silently communicating.
"If you win, you can go, but if we win, you have to stay with us the whole day!" Jasdero said, with Devit nodding behind him.
The poker game lasted only a few minutes; Allen winning in a-
"Royal Straight Flush." said boy grinned innocently, while the other participants bawled dramatically.
"Aww! I thought we made a new friend." Jasdero pouted. Allen had found out that the blond was, in fact, a male. And Devit was his twin.
"Same here." Devit said. Allen felt guilty, somewhat, because it was sad to lose friends, he remembered. Absently, he though of Narain and Mina.
"I would give you my phone number, but I don't have a cell. I really should get one..." Allen said, looking up at the twins with his big, gray eyes.
"No worries, we'll see you again! And good luck with not being killed, Allen!" Devit said, grinning at him while he and Jasdero watched him run down the path into the park. He was just too cute.
-x-
"So'ry 'm la'e!" Allen panted to the three band members at the meeting spot. Hm, did that bench get greener? And hey, since when could lizards do magic? Or was that Allen's eyesight after running in 40-degrees-Celsius-plus-humid-weather-conditions?
"Woah there, Brit. You okay? You should consider taking that jacket of yours off." Lavi said, looking at Allen in concern as he swayed a little.
"No, 's fine. Pro'lly jus' shouldn'ah been runnin', 's'all." Allen mumbled, swaying again.
"Maybe you should sit down, Allen." Lenalee said, steering said boy to the greener-than-green bench and sitting him down. I mean, the boy never spoke so...unpolitely. He was always so...polite. Slowly, Allen's vision came back.
"Oh. That helped. A lot." Allen said, looking around.
"You know we won't bite your head off if you're late, beansprout." Kanda said, with, what was that? Kindness? Maybe Allen wasn't completely stable yet.
"Alright. I'll try to keep that in mind next time." Allen said, looking up at Kanda, slightly astonished.
"And you should talk like that more often!" Lavi said, grinning at the Brit.
"Like what?" Allen asked, tilitng his head to the side.
"Like, you know. You were, like. Leaving out letters and squishing stuff together." Lavi tried to explain, his brows furrowing together before he sighed quietly and grinned again.
"Er. What?" Allen looked at Lavi like he'd grown a second head. The red head shook his head, murmuring a 'nevermind' Allen's way.
"What're we doing today, anyway?" the white haired boy asked, as to change the subject.
"SHOPPING!" Lenalee squealed, causing all three males to flinch. Oh no.
Allen's eyebrows knit together in concentration, and then his eyes widened and his jaw dropped when realization hit him.
He was going shopping, and he had left his wallet at home. Oh well, it wasn't like he was going to actually buy anything. Or that's what he thought until he heard Lenalee again.
"I can't wait to see how Miranda's clothes look on you!" she gushed, making Allen look up confusedly.
"Er, excuse me, what?" He asked, a bit bewildered. He glared at Lavi as he started laughing.
"You," Lenalee pointed to Allen, "are going to get new clothes! Don't worry, you don't have to pay for a thing! And this way, I get to ki-, I mean, get rid of that retarded ribbon of yours!"
"I'm already feeling like a cat on hot bricks..." Allen whined as the foursome stalked off to Kanda's car.
"Cat on hot bricks?" Lavi asked. What did that mean?
"It's just the stupid beansprout, idiot rabbit." Kanda interjected before he had to listen to any other person talk.
"It's Allen, you twat!" Allen replied as they drove off in the direction of what Allen could only guess was "Miranda's".
-x-
"Oh, hello Lenalee!" A tall, brown-haired woman said when the foursome entered a small clothes shop, next to a European-style cafe. Allen figured this must be Miranda.
"Hello Miranda!" Lenalee smiled at the woman, and they hugged.
"Yo, Miranda." Lavi waved, and Kanda gave his usual 'che'.
"Oh, Miranda, I'd like you to meet Allen. Allen, this is Miranda. She's the owner of this store." Lenalee introduced the woman, and Allen smiled politely at her.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Miranda." Said woman blushed slightly, and shook her head.
"I hope you find some items you like in my store." She said, and Lenalee set into action as if those were the magic words.
"Allen, before I pick out any clothes, are there any styles you don't like?" She asked, almost as if saying; "I dare you."
"Er, yeah, actually," Allen scratched the mack of his head, "no short sleeves, please."
All four people in the area stared at him.
"In this weather? Allen, you'll give yourself heat stroke!" Lavi cried, and Miranda nodded along with him.
"Oh, no. I'm fine, fine." Allen said, waving his arm about, "I've gotten used to it. It's just so different here in America. I mean, London is usually cold."
"Well thats no reason to keep wearing long sleeves, beansprout." Kanda deadpanned. Allen just glared up at the taller male.
"I just don't like showing my arms, alright?" he stated in a no-questions-to-be-asked-will-be-asked manner.
"Oka-ay, I'll just go get some clothes, then." Lenalee said, and Allen went and sifted through some other clothes, all the while keeping his distance from everyone. He picked out a few shirts himself, a red one with a black star patter, one with a few different designs placed on it, and one that was a two-shirt-in-one kinda style.
"Hey Allen, come over here!" Lenalee called suddenly, and Allen walker over, seeing her with two different pants – shorts and jeans. "Which do you like better?"
After that, all tension seemed to have broken as everyone started laughing.
-x-
"All right Allen, get your scrawny booty out here and show us your outfit! We're so doing this for everything you try on!" Lenalee giggled with Miranda, who still looked quite nervous.
"F-fine." Allen said, and slowly made his way around the curtain to his fitting room. He got quite the reaction.
Lavi and Kanda stared freely, Lavi's mouth hangin open and Kanda's cheeks adorning a very light almost-too-light-to-be-see blush. Lenalee giggled harder and Miranda smiled.
For what Allen was wearing made him look more like a girl than he most likely intended to.
Short-shorts, knee high black socks, a long sleeve blue shirt and a khaki vest with checkered sneakers decorated his body, and Lenalee almost choked on her spit.
"A-Allen! I think I'll pick out the outfits from now on." Lenalee managed inbetween her laughter, and Allen turned beet red, rushing back in to the dressing room. So what if there were too many colors and styles and lengths to put together a decent outfit?
The rest of the time spent in Miranda's went without incident as Lenalee stayed true to her word, and manged to sort different outfits for Allen to try on.
And then Lenalee payed for all of Allen's clothes.
"Lenalee, you really didn't have to! I could have put the clothes on hold and came back with my own money!" He exclaimed, but Lenalee would hear none of it, saying that he might not have and she probably wouldn't know it. She already knew the next step was raiding Allen's closet.
"Just...think of it as a birthday present." she said, trying to convince him, but Allen frowned.
"I don't celebrate my birthday."
"Why's that?" Lavi asked cheerfully, slinging his arm across the Brit's shoulder, appearing out of nowhere.
"I want coffee." Kanda stated suddenly, and Lenalee caught his drift, seeing the pained look on Allen's face. "Me too," she said, "you, Allen?" and the said almost-albino nodded, and the foursome sauntered on in to the little European stlye cafe next to Miranda's.
-x-
"Right, so Allen, here's how you get a beat going..." band practice was mostly in session, as Lenalee was still teaching Allen how to use the keyboard. Kanda and Lavi sat in the kitchen, drinking coke, while Kanda polished his guitar. Which he then set down and polished his katana, Mugen.
"I can't believe they let you keep that thing." Lavi said. Then he shivered, "I can't believe you know how to use it!" Kanda just snorted, and continued on polishing his sword, too.
-dingdongdingdong-
"Ugh, who knew you'd have company? I always forget how annoying your doorbell is." Lavi whined, and Kanda rolled his eyes, and left to get the door.
"Hello, Kanda. Long time no see." A tall, dark haired-dark skinned, goldened eyed man stood at the door, and Kanda scowled, but stepped aside to let the older man in.
"Mikk." he said, and closed the door. "What do you want?"
"I do believe you have a new band member, and I wanted to meet him. Is that so bad?" He asked innocently, though Kanda wasn't convinced. This man had tried to rape Lavi, after all, when he became part of the band.
"Right. Lenalee's just teaching him more than he already knows on the keyboard, so I suggest you wait ti-"
"DONE!" was heard in every room of the Kanda household at that very moment, making Kanda seethe. The idiots had brought this upon themselves. Sort of.
"Oh? I supposed they're finished. I'll go meet him, then." Mikk smirked and headed to the source of the shout, Kanda following.
Lenalee and Allen were grinning at each other, while Allen played what seemed like the same piece he had played at the auditions, only with the keyboards effects. They looked up at the band room entrance once it opened, and Allen stopped playing as soon as he spotted the Portuguese man.
"Oh? You're the new band member?" He asked, raising a brow and smirking.
"Y-you're that creepy pedo!" Allen exclaimed, then put a hand over his mouth, as to keep the words in, though they were already out.
"What." Kanda demanded, and Tyki laughed.
"Enough formalities," he said, which earned odd looks from everyone in the room, "I want the Black Order to be the opening act to Rhode's concert. She'd be ecstatic if Lenalee was there."
Everyone from the Black Order froze and looked at each other, somehow nodding simultaneously. This was their chance. (Though they wondered if it was all right, seeing as they had not yet once practiced all together.)
"Concert, you say?"
--x
OH DEAR GOOD LORD.
I AM SO SORRY.
LOL THREE MONTHS, RIGHT? D: D: D:
But, but , but... I went to a concert for my friends birthday-- it was supposed to be for Cobra Starship BUT THE SINGER GOT SICKKK. D: URGHNOFAIR. It was still REALLYSUPERFUN.
:) So that will be in the next chapter.
adflgkjfal I'VE BEEN WONDERING. if anyone caught the name Em Anekaf??? LOL DID YOU?
And what else... RIGHT. PAIRINGS. ...Yullen and a Threesome are TIED OMGWTFBBQ?
SO I'LL KEEP IT A THREESOME. DON'T WORRY, THERE WILL BE GAYBOYLOVE. I SWEAR.
(PS, my beta Tiny's Secret, is owed MUCH LOVE. SO GO, DAMMNIT, AND SEND LOVE. LURRVEE.
OH YES, and I tried VERY VERY HARD to make this chapter long....
......but it didn't work. Sorry -w-;;;
-Rin :)
PSS. MERRY CHRISTMAS/HAPPY HOLIDAYS