Lenalee sat there with Allen, sipping from the coffee she had laid out for the both of them. She waited silently as Allen sat and he awkwardly tried to look busy. "So, Allen. Will you be telling me what happened?" Allen took a gulp of the hot coffee, and spent a long moment debating. And sighed. Lenalee always knew what was up without him even saying. And she was a lot more intuitive than she let on.
"You knew about Lavi, didn't you?" Allen said, dejectedly. Lenalee gave a slight nod. "And you didn't want to tell me?" He said, calm but in his tone was a note of resentment.
"Allen.. There wasn't a point." Lenalee said, and Allen immediately felt a rush of anger at those words. No point? You didn't think I needed to know this? Lenalee saw the emotion flicker on his face, and continued on. "Don't be angry, Allen. It was just.." Lenalee searched for words. "It never would've worked out. It was a one night thing, Kanda and Lavi both regretted it." A mistake. That only made him feel marginally better, right—Wait, what? Allen took a double take.
"..Wait, how did you know that?" Allen was a bit taken back by her words. Not just what it implied but exactly how she knew. He didn't think either of them would confide that to Lenalee, despite how close friends they were.
"Now, now, Allen. You shouldn't wonder too much, it's a bit dangerous to know too many things." Lenalee gave a soft giggle, and Allen looked at her with skepticism. "Cme on, Allen, you shouldn't be too concerned with what I do. For example~ Of course, you shouldn't be doing it in the nurse's room. Or the classroom. You just. might. get. caught." Allen wasn't just skeptical. He wanted to bury his face in a pillow, the red climbing up his cheeks. There was complete and utter respect for Lenalee (and a good dose of fear t), as he covered his face with a hand, and looked away. How the hell did she know that? This was just downright scary. Or more like empowering. He wasn't sure what to think of her anymore…
"Now though, Lavi's gone and admitted it. I suppose he just blurted it out though?" Lenalee said, sighing. Back to the topic on hand. But her next question was to say the least, strange. She was staring at him, her eyes questioning. "Allen, what are you really mad at?" Allen looked at her sharply.
Lenalee ignored the look. "It's not Lavi, is it? Or Kanda? Or even Tyki." Allen stayed silent, wondering what she was getting at. Or how much she knew of his feelings. "It's the fact you didn't know about it. And you hurt Lavi." Lenalee stated simply. Allen looked away, his face pained. "…." He ran his hands through his hair, frustrated, while Lenalee stood. She took a towel from the closet, and put it on Allen's head…
"You know how Lavi felt, don't you? I couldn't even imagine how much you thought it must've hurt.." At the words, Allen felt a pang of sadness, his fingers finding a wet trail down his cheeks.
"Lenalee…" He said in a choked voice. "I did that to him." He covered his eyes with his hands, tasting the salt in his mouth. "Lavi was my best friend. I never meant to…" The words came tumbling out. Lenalee knew he could only cry when others didn't see him. "I imagine what would have happened if Kanda rejected me. And it hurts so much, and I put him through it. What did he think every time he saw us together?"
Lenalee hugged Allen, slipping her arms around his neck.
"It's alright. Lavi will be happy in his own way." Lenalee's hands pressed softly against Allen's silky white locks. How did she know? Well, it had to happen. She wouldn't have it any other way… And ignored the painful twinge of jealousy herself.
Kanda and Tyki found themselves in a rather tasteful looking bar. Tyki apparently knew the owner from the looks of it, but the bouncer didn't give a second look to Kanda. His dark expression and arrogance wasn't to be questioned.
"Fucking hell. It's your fault, Tyki." Kanda growled after his first ten tequila shots. That was about as talkative as he got, right now.
"Boy. I distinctly recall it wasn't me who he was mad at afterwards." Tyki said, amusement and condescension mixed in his voice. And not to forget, he hadn't exactly finished up either. It was a good thing that someone here was adult enough to deal with that. Although he had to admit, this hadn't happened in awhile.
"Fucking hell. If you hadn't gotten yourself involved with the stupid rabbit, none of this would ever have happened." Kanda shot back, drinking another tequila sht. The bartender gave him a surprised look. The kid had drunk how many tequilas and he hadn't dropped yet?
"As I see it, boy. We have two options. " Tyki said, swallowing another gulp of his scotch. "Leave it as it is." The glass hit heavily against the table.
"No shit." Kanda snapped. What a genius this guy was. He couldn't see why even that no-brainer, Lavi, had even gotten near him.
"Or go back, and screw their brains out until they can't think." Tyki suggested.
Kanda nearly choked on his drink, feeling the burn down his throat, wincing. God, that was strong. The idea was preposterous. Outrageous. Absurd, and the two were so damned pissed they wouldn't even let the two near them.
And deliciously satisfying, he thought.
"You might have some good ideas once in awhile." Kanda admitted. Maybe he could see a redeeming quality here. "But now tell me. Why were you the moyashi's boyfriend?" Kanda gave him an arched brow. Not redeeming enough. What the fuck had Allen seen in him? Tyki merely chuckled at the question.
"Perhaps, I might tell you… boy. One day." He gave Kanda a smirk, and pulled on his coat. "Do you need a ride?" Tyki pulled out a hundred for their tab. Kanda shook his head, holding up his motorcycle keys.
"Even if I did, you wouldn't know where that Moyashi went. But I do." Kanda pushed the chair out, and both of them made their way out of the bar. Several women who were there sighed at the lost pair.
Allen had fallen asleep, his face finally relaxing after he'd talk to Lenalee. Lenalee gathered her things, and looked at her watch. Hm. Picking up some of Allen's dirty laundry, she tossed it in the laundry basket. "He should be here right about—"
The door opened quietly, and Lenalee turned around. "—Now." In the doorway, stood Kanda.. "Make sure he can go to school tomorrow." Lenalee looked at Kanda meaningfully, picking up her bags, and now opened coffee beans. She put on her heels, bending over to tug them on. "So, what happened?"
Kanda looked a little annoyed Lenalee was there in Allen's apartment. But it was more or less expected.
"I came to an agreement with that ass." Kanda brushed past, pressing a (concerned) hand to Allen's reddened face.
Lenalee grinned. "I see."She stepped out the door, her hand lingering on the door frame, leaving but… hesitating. "You know Allen wouldn't show it, but he really does love you." Kanda's face softened ever so slightly before nodding. "Oh, in all the years I've known you, Allen's the only one you're really sweet on." At that, even Kanda's face softened in what she would call a smile… for Kanda. He pressed his face into Allen's neck in an intimate look—whether he realized it or not, Kanda was irrevocably in love with Allen as well. Lenalee closed her eyes, her hand tightening on her purse… And she wasn't sure why. She left them on those parting words, and Kanda could only shake his head at her nonsense.
"Allen, wake up." He leaned over Allen, who was lying a little too peacefully on that couch. Allen swatted away his hand, his breath tinged with alcohol. Kanda wasn't altogether sober either at this point, but he wasn't the one collapsed on the couch here. Fine then. Screwing his brains out wasn't an option, but Kanda bent down, wedging his arms underneath Allen. What a familiar scene this was, Kanda thought as he carried Allen to the bed. Allen protested the change but he quickly snuggled into the bed, as Kanda threw off his coat. Climbing under the sheets with Allen, he swore Allen would not get another break like this. Sleep then, as Allen pushed close to the familiar warmth. Kanda closed his eyes, cradling the white-haired boy in his arms.
Lavi pressed his hand to his hot and wet eyes. He wasn't sure when the tears had started. He never meant to say that, Allen looked stricken. But damn, it was true. How long did he really think he could hide it, with that ball of resentment unfurling in his chest when Kanda looked at Allen like that. And then both of his best friends—he should be used to it by now. But it hurt.
He didn't know how he'd face Allen and Kanda tomorrow. And Tyki. Goddamnit. Fuck, fuck, and fuck. Lavi only grew more aware of the uncomfortable wetness between his legs, as he remembered the last few moments with the devilish teacher. It wasn't like Tyki had a huge part in this, except he was more involved than Lavi intended him to be. And the fact he taught classes. And Lavi was forced to see him everyday unless he wanted to fail. Which Bookman probably wouldn't appreciate, considering he could have easily passed high school if the old man hadn't been so insistent on him attending.
Lavi kicked the bed sheet away, forcing a sigh out. This… this would have to work out somehow. If it didn't, he would lose both his best friends. And on top of that, he would have to deal with that idiot, Tyki…
Already in his bed, he curled up. And was even more aware of the fact, he hadn't finished. Oh god. Lavi shoved his face into a pillow. He really didn't need that on top of everything else, this aching, craving part of his body.
His hand groped around for a phone, turning over as he looked listlessly as he stared at his contacts. And then pressed the call button. Fuck it all. Reading wasn't going to cut it tonight. "Deak. Let's go out to that bar tonight. I'll take you up on that offer for once." He never thought he would need to say this… but he did. And he could only stare up at the wall as his brother mentioned… coming over or something. Getting ready? He didn't really care. He couldn't dredge up much emotions other than this turbulent turmoil, this wretched hurt. He just wanted to forget.
Even if he knew, nothing with Deak ever ended well.
Tyki was still at the bar that Kanda had left. Unlike Kanda, he didn't have a lover to return home to. Just a forlorn little rabbit that he was more than ready to give a fucking to. It was just too bad he couldn't do that right now—it was just too much trouble to fetch the boy when he was sulking over his little heartbreak. Ironically… Tyki watched the ice in his scotch clink, as he swirled the glass about. He would have thought the boy fight harder if he really wanted that scowling, girly-haired Kanda. Where was the fire he had confronted Tyki with then?
Still though, even if he did feel unsatisfied, Tyki didn't want to go find someone else to proposition right now. He felt distinctly… annoyed. Why? He had never hesitated before to fuck someone else, even when he didn't feel like it. Strange. Tyki's brow furrowed. Maybe it was because that Lavi's reactions were so erotically amusing. He hadn't found someone so sensitive to his touch after Allen.
"Well, he is captivating." Tyki chuckled to himself, as the bartender looked interestedly on. That was a new look on his brother's face.
"Something caught your attention, Tyki?" Wisely looked on, wiping the glass. Tyki smiled upwards, and grinned.
"Wisely. I think I might've found someone interesting to play with." He leaned forward, his golden eyes almost predatory in their humor. Wisely, with eyes much like Tyki's., was different as he lowered his gaze.
"Don't forget how last time ended up. What was his name? Allen? You let him slip out of your hands, and god knows, you complained how endlessly bored you were." Wisely was well-versed in Tyki's ways. He could see how things ended before they even started—that was how far he saw. But his family was an unpredictable like that. But Tyki. He hadn't seen that look in awhile. And Wisely vaguely wondered who it was that caught Tyki's interest. Allen had been amusing but… Wisely slid a drink to another customer. Something told him that it was about to get very complicated…
... How are you guys taking this update after so long?
