Sorry if it's a bit odd, but I'm using third person, omniscient narration I don't know but it seemed fitting for this chapter…
Hope you all like it!
The young man stared at the small, black velvet box in his hand, with a nervous tick pounding in his forehead. All's he wanted to do was take that box and throw it out into the river and start over.
Now, what any stranger would assume, is that the young man in question was rejected, his question answered with a blatant 'no', or even a soft cushioned rejection, presented with the utmost sincerity.
However, that would be from a stranger's perspective. The man hadn't even purposed yet.
The reason behind Kanda's aggravation was actually not even directly related to his hope-to-be bride; it was all down to a cheerful red head, who only seemed to exist to make Kanda's life miserable.
Kanda may appear by most to be cold and uncaring, and that might be true to some extent, but in reality, the man was actually quite sincere, he just didn't show it. He was only frustrated because his friend, Lavi, decided to propose himself, aided by his own idea to do the same.
Now poor Kanda was faced with a predicament that couldn't even be solved by him in a clear way, because he knew that if he did in fact do what he had intended to do weeks ago, it wouldn't reach the epiphany of its potential, because it would be blocked by another wedding.
All's he wanted was for his and Alana's wedding to be special.
Why did Lavi have to come by his office, and ask if he wanted to get drinks? Why did he have to say that he couldn't, because he had to pick something up? And how the fuck did Lavi pick out that he was planning on purposing, and why did he have to come to the conclusion that he he should do the same?
He glared at the box again and started on his way home, pocketing it as he did so. It was late, about eleven o' clock, but he knew Alana would be up because her shift would end at eleven- fifteen. As he walked down the nearly deserted street, he tried to calm his mind, walking past the unusually wide sidewalk that had trees canopying over him and the park to his left.
He was now standing at the block to which he would have to decide to turn onto their street, but instead, he decided to cross the street and go right, the way to 'The Black Order,' to pick up Alana. She always smiled when he came by to pick her up, and that made it worth it.
Plus, if he didn't go, some bastard might come up to her and try something.
He started walking faster, so he would get there on time and not miss her. When he arrived at the building he took the elevator all the way up to 'Judgment's' floor. He stood outside of the restaurant, waiting for Alana to come out, as to not add to the crowds that lingered by the bar, tables, or were just waiting to be seated.
He had only been waiting for five minutes when Alana came skipping out of the crowds. Her smile widened when she saw him standing there and grasped his hands as she stood on her tiptoes to kiss him.
"Hey," she whispered, and took one of his hands as they made their way to the elevators, "Has something been bothering you?" she picked it out so easily. Not that that surprised Kanda, he had figured that she would notice something sooner or later. Most likely sooner.
"No, just that Idiot I call a friend."
She smiled, "Well, how about this, we can head home; it's chilly outside so we can have a cup of tea before going to bed? Okay?"
He smiled, it was so like Alana to not just notice that something was off, but to try to solve it by doing something like that.
They walked up to the three elevators, and with his free hand, Kanda pressed the 'down' button. They waited and the middle elevator's light blinked before the doors slid open. They both walked in and this time Alana pressed the ground floor button.
The elevator smoothly descended one floor, two floors, three, and five floors, when the box started shacking before coming to a complete halt. Kanda closed his eyes angrily before cursing loudly. Alana only giggled.
"You know this was the same exact one that broke down that day."
Kanda looked at her, and his eyes softened. This was such a perfect opportunity, and what he was about to do was so sentimental, it was worthy of his father. He shouldn't let this opportunity pass, right? But none of those thoughts past through Kanda's mind, the only one that he actually registered was that this was the right time and place, and, most importantly, Alana would appreciate it more than anyone would ever know.
Slowly, Kanda descended on one knee, and with his heart beating faster than it had ever had before, he pulled the small black box out of his pocket, "Alana," he said looking up at her, "Will you marry me?"
Alana stared at him, her face breaking into a soft grin, "Of course, BaKanda!" Kanda smiled, and that smile grew into the biggest smile Alana had ever seen gracing his face.
He took the ring out of its box and slipped it onto her finger, a perfect fit. He stood up, and Alana threw her arms around his neck, and kissed him. Kanda responded, and his arms wrapped around her waist, just as the lights started to flash, and their elevator started descending.
The doors opened, revealing the kissing couple to the crowd in the lobby. They pulled apart, Alana bright red, and Kanda sporting a light blush, as they exited the Black Order and headed home hand and hand to their apartment.
"You know, it was my idea to propose first before that BakaUsagi even thought of it," Kanda said, reminding Alana of a stubborn child.
She laughed, "It doesn't matter Baka."
Kanda scowled, "I just want you to know that I didn't think 'oh the idiot and our friend are getting married. That sounds good, why don't we do the same!'"
Alana laughed again, "You're acting strange today BaKanda. Well," she mused, "It's sweet," and she stood on her tiptoes to kiss Kanda in the soft glow of the street lamps.
Sorry for the long update :'( . School's in full swing and I have after school activities from five to nine on some nights which sucks because I usually type before I go to bed, and my parents threaten to take away my laptop and shit. I know excuses, excuses, but I am pumped! The practically non-existent plot is thickening ;D! I don't know, this story makes me happy. :D
Thank you everyone!
OOH, oh and guess what? I was brainstorming in the middle of class, and thought of, like, 11 more fun filled chappies! I'm pumped! I also have made a goal to make the chapters longer, so that should be exciting!
Thanks guys!