*Blargh!*
Double D turned his head away from Kevin, breaking the kiss. A tear slipped down Double D's face. "Just... Just stop." He whispered carefully. "Let me get my stuff and just..." He paused and glanced up at Kevin from the corner of his eye. "stop." No sound came out with the last word, his mouth just moved.
A strange look came across Kevin's face as he stepped back. Double D didn't want to deal with this, he didn't want Kevin to act this way because Double D had said they were dating. He wanted Kevin to feel it, to feel what they had before, whatever that may have been.
Kevin hit the unlock button on his keys. Double D turned and fished his knapsack from the floorboards.
Double D and Kevin stared at each other for a moment before Double D nodded a small thank you and proceeded to leave.
"Wait." One word halted Double D in his tacks, his anatomy book clutched tightly to his chest, wherein his heart thudded painfully against his ribcage. Double D wondered in the few seconds that followed that one word why he was staying. But he knew, even if he didn't want to, that Kevin might have remembered. There was that insufferable 'hope' factor.
Double D turned to see Kevin reaching forward. He tried to dodge the inevitable, but in vain. Kevin grabbed a handful of hat and pulled it off.
Double D's eyes closed and yet even more tears poured from his eyes as he felt soft, purple hair fall down, down, down to his hips. Six words uttered themselves from his mouth as he yanked the hat back and hastily shoved his hair back into it, "Why must you torment me so?"
*Blargh!*
Kevin stared as Double D stormed away. There was a striking familiarity about his hair, like he had seen it before. But... Had he? Kevin didn't think so.
He shook his head, confused by himself and rolled his eyes as he opened the side door to go into the house. Everything was familler, but there was something different about the setting.
Nothing had changed.
Same yellow walls.
Same greenish stain.
Same orange curtains.
Same mother at the stove.
Same father sitting in the dining room.
Same son standing in the doorway.
No, nothing had changed except for...
Kevin.
His mother turned and smiled at him. "Staying for dinner honey? I'm almost done."
Kevin nodded.
"Good, go wash your hands and join your father at the table."
As Kevin squirted the soap on his hands and rubbed them together a smile spread over his face. He had changed. Double D had forced him to change. But why? And why did that make him happy?
*Blargh!*
Eddy had called earlier that night, wanting to know if he could spend the night. Double D had said yes. And Ed was there, of course Ed would be there. How could they be Eddy and Edd. That would just be wrong.
Double D sat on his bed, his knees pointed skyward as he rested his chin on them.
Ed and Eddy were playing with Double D's chess set. Completely murdering the game, of course. But as long as they weren't damaging it, he didn't care.
"Take off your hat, Double D." Apparently everyone was conspiring against him today.
"No." Double D said quietly, "I will not."
"Just do it, Double D!" Ed cried, smiling. "For your friends."
Double D sighed and placed his forehead on his knobby knees in place of his chin. "Why?"
"It's senior year."
"I'll be working at the family bank,"
"I'll be far away from here."
"You'll be in college."
"We'll never see each other again."
They took turns giving Double D reasons.
Double D shrugged. "No." He reiterated. "absolutely not. I don't want to tarnish your thoughts of me."
"It totally won't!" Eddy said, picking up the queen and examining it from every angle.
"Oh, yes it will."
"Double D." Ed's voice said, and it was extremely close. Double D looked up, a strange figure eight symbol on his forehead, to see Ed staring into his eyes meaningfully. "please. We had deeper secrets than you. Show us what you hide."
"If I don't will you force it off?"
Ed and Eddy exchanged a look. "Eddy might." Eddy said, raising his hand.
Double D shook his head softly. "Why?" he questioned no one in particular.
He stood up off of his bed and closed his eyes as he slowly removed his beanie. Not for the first time that day he inhaled quickly as his hair spilt out down to his waist.
Eddy gasped, "Wow...!"
Ed cooed, "I love it!"
Double D finally exhaled, keeping his eyes closed.
"Do you ever cut it?"
Double D nodded. "Of course, I can't stand split ends."
"Who cuts it?"
"I do." I can't risk my parents knowing.
"They don't know?" The both shouted at the same time.
Double D opened his eyes, shushing his friends, "No, of course they don't! Do you know what would happen to mother is she knew?"
Then Ed said something completely unexpected, "Can I braid it?"
Eddy and Double D stared.
"No, Ed. You may not."
Author's note: A shout out for all my readers! Go Solice364! She's my best friend and a living thesaurus I 3 you, Solice-Sensei!