I'm back! Impossible you say? Well, change that thought, because I have one heck of a chapter for you guys! There's going to be cat fights, best friend support, and maybe an accidental kiss. So, you can look forward to that. :3 I hope this chapter will make up for the time I was gone. I hope you guys understand. I'm sorry, but my brother comes first. And I'm in a rush, his birthday is next Saturday! D: I'm in full out panic mode! But, you know, I thought it wouldn't be fair to update the others and not this one, so you're welcome. Anyway, I thank my friends and sister for giving me some ideas. Also, Jimmy Fallon, I love him. XD This chapter was also highly inspired by the song "Boom Clap" from "The Fault in our Stars." Sorry, none of you want to hear my rambling. Let's get to the story, shall we? :)
Disclaimers: I never owned DGM and I don't know why I have to say that every time. But, you know, if it keeps my story afloat. :/
As his eyes began to flutter open, a jolt of pain ran through his head.
"Ah!" He flinched. Where was he? Oh, he was in his bed.
"Hey, you need to keep it easy Moyashi!" He heard a familiar voice say. He glared.
"It's Allen, Lavi." Lavi did a slight chuckle.
"Yeah, yeah, are you feeling alright?" Of course he was. Why wouldn't he? Suddenly, he remembered the accident. He shot up.
"Lena-ow!" He screamed as his head hit the top of the bed. Lavi rushed over.
"Idiot, I told you you need to keep it easy!" He said grabbing an ice pack off the table. He gently rested it on Allen's forehead.
"Is Lenalee ok?" He asked frantically. Lavi sighed.
"Yeah, she's fine. You're the only one that really got injured."
"How bad?"
"Just a few bruises and cuts. You'll be fine." Allen sighed. Lavi tilted his head in confusion.
"You alright?"
"Huh, oh, yeah. I'm fine…just….."He started. "Coming here was supposed to make my life better." Lavi stared; not knowing how to respond. "I mean, I always had the worst of luck, but…I was supposed to be happier coming here." His eyes began to water, and he didn't even try to hide them. He just let them flow. "You don't know how many times I've picked up a knife thinking that it would be better if I wasn't here!" He brought his knees to his chest and sobbed. "I had the guts to do it once; I was in the house alone, and I was staring at myself in the mirror. And, *hic* and, *hic* I, I took a razor, *hic* and laid in the tub. Lavi, I, I, *hic*." Lavi placed his hand on the boy's shoulder.
"Hey, it's ok." He tried. "Everyone makes mistakes. You can't blame yourself." Allen looked up at him with red eyes and puffy cheeks. Lavi's heart throbbed. The kid was only twelve, he shouldn't be going through this. His hand moved across the boys shoulder to other. He wrapped the other one around and pulled Allen into a comforting hug. Allen embraced it, he liked the feeling of being wanted. From outside the cabin, however, a boy with girly hair leaned against the door. He had heard everything, and he seemed dazed. He draped his hand over his eyes; he hated thinking back to those days.
-Flashback-
The young Kanda walked through the hallways of his middle school. He was the outcast; no one dared to talk or even get close to him. He had transferred to the school from Japan, his family couldn't afford to stay there. He unlocked his locker and grabbed his stuff for the next section of the day. In the process, he saw all of the eyes in the hallway on him. Unintentionally, he gave all of them a death glare. They all ran and rushed to get to their next class. Avoiding all contact with Kanda as possible. He didn't understand; why couldn't he just be normal? Why couldn't he talk to other people like the rest of the kids in sixth grade? He hated himself for that.
"What don't I like about myself?" He thought as he walked through the now empty hallway. That was a no brainer. He hated how irritable he was, how perfect he was at creating insults, how hard it was for him to talk to other people, and he hated how he didn't like his hair to be short like other guys do. "Just about everything." He decided as he walked into a classroom.
A small tear ran down his cheek as he listened to the Moyashi cry from the inside of the cabin.
Towards the middle of the year, a new student had moved into his school. To Kanda, that was a miracle.
"Alright, class, may I have your attention please?" The teacher called out. The class grew the slightest bit quieter. "Starting today, there will be a new student in this class." Kanda rolled his eyes. Not caring in the least. At that moment, a kid with fiery red hair walked in to the room. "Class, I would like all of you to meet your new classmate." The kid smiled.
"I'm Lavi Bookman Jr. I hope all of you learn to accept my weirdness!" The class laughed at the introduction. However, Kanda only scoffed.
"He's going to be a pain in my ass." He predicted.
Kanda walked off the doorway and started walking in a certain direction. He had some business he needed to take care of, and no one was going to stop him this time.
Kanda flopped on his bed and groaned. There was absolutely nothing about him that was normal. I mean, really, no middle schooler knows how to wield a katana, or be able to take out a whole group of men in minutes. (He knows from experience.)
"Kanda, Tiedoll wants you." Marie said as he opened the door. Kanda turned away from him.
"I don't care; just tell him to leave me alone!" He ordered, maybe a little harsher and louder than he planned.
"Is there something bothering you, Kanda?" Marie asked as he closed the door. Kanda ignored him. Marie was sort of a brother, even though all of them were adopted. Daisya was a year older than him, but he sure as hell wasn't as mature. Marie was a bit older than both of them, but he was easy to talk to and was very patient with him. In short, Marie understood Kanda better than anyone in the household. Should he tell him? Wouldn't that make him seem weak in a way? "Kanda?" He said again. He sighed, and turned to face him.
"Why can't I be normal?" He asked. Yep, that made him sound weak. He saw Marie snicker. Was he laughing at him? Kanda's cheeks tinted pink. "Oi, don't laugh at me!" He took out a switchblade and pointed it at him.
"So you have more of those?" Kanda paled.
"Don't tell the old geezer." He warned putting it back into his back pocket. "And you still haven't answered my question." Marie just sighed.
"Why are you asking a question like that?" He inquired. "Did something happen at the school?"
"No, nothing ever happens at that place; because everyone avoids me." He nodded.
"So, that's why?" Kanda nodded, not looking at the man at all.
"Kanda, not everyone is going to be the same." He said.
"I asked you to answer why I wasn't normal; not a lesson on how everyone's different!" Well, he wasn't in any mood to be messed with. He was seriously pissed.
"You just have to give it some time, and try not to have the same reputation that you did at the last school."
"I know, Marie. Try to control my temper." At the last school, he got into to many fights to count, and was sent to the principal's office more than once. So, yeah, he wasn't a perfect child.
"Where's that son of a bitch, Isaac?" Kanda muttered as he stomped through the areas of the camp. "I need to teach him a little something or two." The kids that were around him sort of backed away knowing that they shouldn't mess with him at the moment. They saw him stop, and turn his head towards a group of kids. They flinched. "Oi." He called out.
"Y-yeah?" A boy said. Kanda walked up to him, and the group backed away.
"Do you know where I can find an ass by the name of Isaac Winston?" He questioned the most likely terrified kid.
"Um, Isaac? I think he's in that cabin over there. Why?"
"Thanks." Was all he said until he stormed off in the direction the kid was pointing at.
"Yu, your grades in English are really low." The teacher informed him as he stood in front of his desk. "You're going to fail if you don't improve."
"I'm Japanese, you can't expect me to learn English right off the bat!" He yelled. "And don't call me Yu!"
"Kanda!" He shouted. "At this point, I'm going to have to assign you a tutor." Kanda blinked.
"A tutor, are you kidding me?!" He yelled. "I don't need a tutor!"
"Don't argue with me, Kanda! It's the only way you won't fail!" He said.
"I don't care; you're not giving me a tutor, you kuchikitanai kusojijii!" (Bitchy old fart in Japanese.) He was serious about this; no one was going to make him feel stupid and worthless.
"Bookman, come in here." Kanda's face paled. Wait, no, he can't be, is he? Just then, a kid with fiery red hair walked in. He walked up to the teacher.
"What's up?" He asked placing his hands in his pockets.
"Starting today, you will be helping Kanda at his English, understood?" They looked at each other, then back at the teacher.
"Are you kidding me?" Kanda wondered. The teacher shook his head. Kanda sighed; not believing what this geezer was putting him through. "Sutikku ni Dikku o kuso!" He cursed. He grabbed his stuff and stormed out the door. This wasn't happening, it just couldn't.
"Hey, Yu-chan!" He heard the rabbit call. He cringed. He turned around and looked Lavi straight in the eye.
"Look, don't think we're going to be the best of pales, alright?" He tried making things…..'clear.' "And don't follow me around, unless you want to die painfully!" He turned around and started making his way out of the school.
"Sore wa anata ga nani o kangae, jissai ni aru, Yu-chan?" He asked. (Is that really what you think, Yu-chan?) Kanda stopped dead in his tracks. While he did, he turned around slowly to look at the grinning idiot known as Lavi.
"You speak Japanese?" He asked. The reaction he got was a laughing rabbit.
"Yeah, I'm a Bookman!" He shouted. "By the way, those were some explicit words you said back there." Kanda could almost laugh, but he didn't of course. "So, when would be a good time to study?"
"Any day." He answered. He saw his face light up like the idiot he was.
"Great, I'll see you tomorrow…..Kanda."
Kanda slammed open the door to the cabin, not even checking to make sure it was the right one. No one was there…why?
"Hey, you're that transgender!" Kanda turned around to see Isaac. Just the person he was looking for.
"There you are." He growled. The smugness on the boy's face was undeniably irritating.
"I'm sorry, but do you need something?" He questioned. Kanda grabbed Isaac's collar and pulled it close to him. His facial expression not changing in the least.
"You're not getting away this time, bastard!" He took out a switchblade and held it against his neck. "Don't think I won't do it; I went to juvie for doing something far worse." Isaac started to sweat, getting a bit nervous.
"You haven't killed anyone, you don't have the guts."
"Try me." My god, this guy was intimidating. He mentally prayed for him to spare him.
"Yo, heads up!" Before they could move, a soccer ball hit Kanda in the back of the head.
"Mmph!" The guys who kicked the ball paled. The image that they saw, was a girly kid kissing another kid with wide/disgusted eyes. Kanda threw Isaac down on the ground and gagged. Isaac did the same.
"Oh my god, that did NOT just happen!" Isaac shouted sticking his tongue.
"You bit my lip!" Kanda yelled. "Ack!" That had to have been the worst kiss he could ever experience. Why god, why? He literally could hurl right about now. "Oh my god, your mouth tastes like shit!"
"Yours tasted like slobber!" They turned towards each other and snarled. Kanda, even more furious as of now, picked up his switchblade.
"You're not going to last long."
Oh my god, that took forever! And sorry, I decided to leave the cat fight for the next chapter. Trololololol! Anyway, hope you liked that…unusual chapter. If you have any questions or comments, please review! Thank you for being so patient with this story, I love all of you milkshakes! Don't ask me where that came up, I just want ice cream. :( Ok, see ya next time! Love ya! :3