Hey y'all! You're not going to like Kylee much in this chapter, but I think she's at least entitled to some of her anger, right? Anyway, this is kind of overdue, but I hope you enjoy it nevertheless. Did you guys all read the latest chapter of Black Butler? I loved it immensely, but that manga has wayyyy too much fanservice e.g. Ciel being naked half the chapter… Haha, anyway, whether you like it/love it/hate it, please review the chapter! They are MUCH appreciated!
Disclaimer: This gets kind of annoying, but either way I still do not own Kuroshituji or "It Will Rain."
~Enjoy!~
"Listen, Kylee, I know I screwed up—"
"Yeah, you did," I replied coldly. I whirled around to find my apologetic ex-best gay friend staring at me with puppy-dog eyes. I kind of felt really bad about doing this to him, but he deserved it. Didn't he?
"Will you just hear me out?" Alois pleaded.
"Fine," I crossed my arms snootily and narrowed my eyes at the blonde in front of me.
"Look, I know you're really mad about me leaving you for Lizzie at the mall the other day, and not giving you a ride home. Trust me, I feel like shit for doing that to you. If you really want, I can return everything she bought for me, and I promise that I'll never leave my real friends for rich ones ever again."
"So you're saying that I'm poor?" I interrupted.
"N-no!" Alois shouted, surprised. "I didn't mean that at all! But please, Kylee can you forgive me? Or at least stop hanging around with that horrid Ciel Phantomhive!"
"He's not as horrid as you think, you know. And why should I be friends with you if all you do is insult my best friend?" I interrogated.
"I thought I was your best friend…" Alois said, hurt. He looked away to hide his devastated face. I was feeling really bad about this now, but I couldn't just give in. He had to feel the pain of betrayal that I had felt.
"Just leave." My words were flat and lifeless, yet cutting to the core. I knew that they had had their impact when Alois turned away and walked slowly towards the front entrance of the school. I decided that I should leave, as well. No use sticking around now that school was over and I had already confronted Alois. Time to get out of this godforsaken place.
~At The Phantomhive Mansion…. ~
"Hey, Ciel," I spoke as I was laying across the same couch as before on my back with my head hanging over the pearl-white armrest. My left knee was upright and facing the ceiling while my right arm hung lazily over the lower edge of the couch. My being sprawled out on his furniture totally annoyed Ciel, which made it so much more worth it. "For some reason, every time I think of your mansion I think of the Playboy Mansion. Isn't that funny? 'Specially with that pimp cane of yours…"
"It's not a 'pimp' cane!" Ciel blurted out. He had been sitting so nicely and quietly by his desk doing what he called 'paperwork' while I ranted about my problems, but I guess his pimp cane was a bit of a touchy subject for him, and he couldn't bear to ignore me for any longer. Too bad. That just meant I could tease him about that too. "And my house is nothing like the Playboy Mansion, and the only girl that lives here is Mey-Rin, and well, have you even looked at her? God…"
"And Tanaka is Hugh Heffner!" I exclaimed. Earlier this afternoon I had familiarized myself with all of Ciel's staff and now could proudly name every single one of the ungainly servants by heart. I'm a smart person, aren't I?
"Tanaka is most certainly not Hugh Heffner!" Ciel yelled. "Don't go saying such things!"
"Kekekeke…" I chuckled to myself. Ciel just kind of gave me one of his "what the fuck" looks and settled down. "Anyway, now that I've got your attention, I'd like to address an issue that must be dealt with: Alois."
"Will you just stop with that already? Honestly, I don't like the kid much myself, but cut him a break! He feels genuinely sorry and even apologized to you! Like, I get your reasoning for being mad at him, but not to this extent! Just get over yourself and accept his apology already. Alois did screw up, but so what? You guys are friends! Chill the fuck out and stop bothering me with your pitiful ordeals!" Ciel gasped for breath and heaved in and out. I had never heard him say so much before, or with such rage. I guess it really took a lot out of a young boy.
"Motherfucker…" I muttered to myself, stupefied. That damn brat had just told me off, and was actually on Alois's side! Ciel, who was supposed to be my "best friend!" He had fucking gone and betrayed me, supporting that traitor Alois. "I thought you hated him too, and that we could both plot revenge against him together! But you think I should 'make nice' and forgive Alois? Hell no."
"Although, he does have a legitimate point for once," Sebastian pondered over in the corner of the room.
"Did I ask you to speak, servant?" I fumed at that irksome demon. I just could not stand to be in either his or his master's presence a second longer and stomped off towards the door out of Ciel's bedroom. "You guys are all bitches!" I screamed as I slammed the door shut.
Yes. I know. I was acting like a complete child, but that didn't really matter to me. I was hella mad and someone was going to get their ass whooped sooner or later. I was not going to stand for it, who were even my true friends anymore? No one, absolutely no one. Well there was Dahvy and them, but they didn't understand either. They thought I should get over my anger and befriend Alois again just like Ciel had. No fucking way was I doing that. Alois was a back-stabbing, good-for-nothing, cheating, lying bastard.
Well, okay, maybe I exaggerated that last bit, but I was just emphasizing what a horrible person Alois is. He really is, and you should steer clear of his ass if you were ever to chance upon it. He's that awful. One moment you'll be having a nice day at the mall, and the next he'll be leaving you stranded for some bitch you hate.
In my anger I didn't watch where I was going and felt my foot latch around the side of a fire hydrant. I fell forward with full force and face planted into the freezing ground. November was fast approaching and the weather was growing colder to complement it. I cursed myself for being so clumsy and picked myself off the sidewalk. I waited for the crosswalk sign to turn to 'walk' and crossed the street to try out a roundabout way to get home.
I suddenly noticed the familiarity of my surroundings and realized I was somewhere near Alois's neighborhood. The rest of his family had moved back from Britain once they had realized he was in America and decided to permanently move back. They had only bought a house last week, though, and Alois constantly had movers in his house.
But today I couldn't see very many trucks driving by and assumed they had had most of their furniture moved in. I hadn't seen Alois much over the weekend since Saturday and I guess that was when they had pretty much finished up. Then I started thinking to myself, quite a crazy thought. Alois's parents would probably still be working and I doubted he would be doing anything after school, so now would be a prime time to talk to him.
Wait? What was I thinking? Talk to him? I wasn't going to follow along with what everyone "thought" I should do, and would continue to ignore Alois until I felt like talking to him again. If I ever felt like talking to him again. But what if this whole thing really was stupid? Alois and I had been friends for a little over two weeks, although it felt like so much longer. It was too short of a time to get mad over such a trivial thing and it was pointless to be mad at him for the rest of the school year.
There. I decided it, I was going to go talk to Alois and end this stupid one-sided feud once and for all. I stopped at the white waist-high gate at Alois's house and unlatched the handle to the opening. After stepping inside the yard, I closed the door behind me and strolled calmly to the front door, mentally preparing myself for what I was going to do. I pushed the cream doorbell and heard the gentle melody resound throughout the house. I waited patiently outside for a few minutes, then the door slowly creaked open.
"Kylee?" came the small voice from within the house.
"Luka?" I was somewhat relieved that Alois's younger brother had gotten the door. I was prepared to speak to Alois, but facing him right away would've probably shot all my confidence.
"Can I speak with Alois?" I asked the young boy politely.
The kid shook his head rapidly and answered, "I'm sorry, he's not home right now, but he should be in a few minutes. Would you like to have some hot chocolate and wait for him? You look cold and your cheeks are rosy like you've been outside for a while."
I shivered. It was nippy outside. I grinned happily at Luka and replied, "Thanks, if Alois's only going to be a few minutes then I'll wait with you."
Luka gestured for me to enter, and as I did, I felt the warmth swallow me whole and submerge me in the heat. I liked the toasty feeling and joy it brought; I hadn't realized how cold I really was until I had stepped inside the cozy dwelling. I followed Luka to the kitchen and felt the black-cherry cabinets add to the warmness.
I was quite fond of the color red, although I had never been able to figure out why. Maybe it was because it was such a rich color and it came in so many varieties; or possibly because of the way it shone in strands of auburn hair or how it glimmered on scarlet lips. Maybe it was because of its brilliance on wild roses or bright contrast on black. I'm not completely positive what was so enchanting about the pigment red, but I'm completely sure that I loved it so.
Anyway… after getting totally off-topic, I'll get back to the main story. Where was I? Oh yes, the kitchen with Luka. After ambling into the main eating area, I noticed Luka looking at me peculiarly. "What is it?" I questioned him curiously.
"Oh, nothing, it's just that I thought you were angry with Alois," the youth responded nervously.
"Well, kind of," I smiled reassuringly. "But I'm over it, and I just need to work things out with Alois now, which is why I'm here."
Luka returned my smile with a broad gleam and went to trying to prepare the hot chocolate.
"Here, let me help you," I offered to the struggling boy. He shrugged and let me take over. Within minutes I had two steamy cups of marshmallow-infested brown liquid and held the one in my left hand out to Luka. We sat at the kitchen table near the patio door and looked out at the autumn scene. The trees were mostly barren by now, having shed their radiant leaves weeks ago. They appeared as though they were skeletons, empty of emotion and feeling.
Luka and I made small talk while we sipped our molten drinks because it had been five years since I had last seen him. He had been two at the time, and now he was seven, which seemed all grown up to a kindergartner. He beamed as he proudly informed me of all his escapades in school and at recess. I couldn't help but chuckle at how young and carefree he was. Enjoy it kid, because before you know it, your innocence and naivety will be gone.
As I stood up to place my empty mug in the sink, I stopped to ruffle Luka's reddish-brown head of hair and then continued on my path. While I was walking back, the back door burst open and suddenly the house was filled with a shrill voice.
"We're baacckk!" the girl sang.
I turned around to face that wretched owner of the voice and caught her virescent eyes. Her curled ponytail swung back and forth like a pendulum on a clock as she quickened her pace.
"Lizzie!" Luka exclaimed and ran towards her gleefully. She plucked him off the ground and swung him around in the air. His stentorian giggles resonated in the room.
Alois walked in a moment later and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw me, his eyes similar to those of a deer in a car's headlights seconds before it is about to get hit. The door stood ajar and the wind blew in gently, slightly riffling Alois's bleach blonde locks in the process.
"What is she doing here?" Lizzie and I both asked in unison, stopping to glare at each other when we both finished.
"Let me explain Kylee, it's really not what you think," Alois tried to explicate.
"Oh, how typical of you to say that," I huffed, and started heading for the front door.
"Kylee, please come back!" I heard Alois call in the distance. Ignoring his words, I stormed out of the house and slammed the door behind me in exasperation. A bit of déjà vu here, I suppose? But there was no way I was coming back, no fucking way. Not even a fucking bulldozer could drive me away back here. I was never coming back.
I thought I heard Alois start to try to catch up with me, so I started sprinting away. And just to my luck, it started down-pouring. Like, one moment it was clear and the next it was straight-ass torrential raining up in here. I pulled up my indigo hood to try to defend my hair and face. Soon the raindrops mixed in with my tears and I could just imagine the black mascara streaks running down in streams. Rain pelted at me from all sides, but I continued, sobbing. You know, it may seem like I cry a lot, but usually, I never cry this much. I don't know what this stress is doing to me, I blame the cause of it on Ciel and Alois. They were the reason for all the strain and I bet things would have been much better if they had never even appeared.
Even if my life was boring, I realized that I preferred it that way. I guess it takes a giant change to realize how much you really miss your old life, after all those days you wished it was more exciting. I wish that I could take back all those words that I said about my old life. I really liked that kind of tedious, dull lifestyle after all. It suited me much better than this goddamned hell I was living in now.
I slowed my feet and saw an old-fashioned styled diner in front of me in obnoxious blues and reds. I ignored the distracting colors and trudged over towards the side of it that looked the most clean. I stood against the white backing and slid down til my jean-clothed butt touched the wet ground. I hugged my knees into my chest and I could already feel my eyelids closing. I let them fall shut and stayed there, letting the rain wash away my tears.
There will be no sunlight, if I lose you. There will be no clear skies, if I lose you. Just like the clouds, my eyes will do the same. If you walk away, everyday it will rain.
Hope you liked this chapter! It's a little later and a little shorter than usual, but bear with. I hope it's not too cliché or anything, but if you think otherwise, than please review! And if you don't think it is, then review anyway! I practically live off reviews, and literally makes my day if I get one. Plus I need another one to write the next chapter, so…. Also, the more reviews, the faster the next chapter comes out! I love all of you that already have reviewed, and please continue to do so! And with that, have a good rest of the week! Goodbye!~
