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AN: For your information, yes, Lenalee did indeed have a nose bleed in that last chapter.
"You like him," Lavi said point blankly.
"I do not!" Lenalee exclaimed blushing darkly.
Lavi and Lenalee were assigned to take pictures of kids messing around outside…not in a bad way.
"Then why are you blushing?" Lavi asked grinning, "Come on, you can't hide it from the all powerful Lavi! What do you like about him anyway?"
"I already told you, I don't like him like that!" she growled.
"Okay, as a friend, what do you like about him?" Lavi asked still grinning causing Lenalee to look at him distrustfully.
"I like how he's nice." she said finally.
"Yea, I know, he's got a great build." Lavi said snapping a picture of a group of kids lunging for a pathetic looking foam ball.
"WHAT? Were you even listening to me?" Lenalee asked staring at the redhead.
"I think he looks badass too Lenalee. But only when he's wearing proper clothing." Lavi said ignoring her.
"Oh now you're just hearing what you want to hear." she huffed.
"Yes! I do agree! We should take him shopping for proper clothes for the Christmas concert!" Lavi said looking to her with gleaming eyes.
"Now there's an idea…" Lenalee said thoughtfully.
"Now for a kidnapping strategy…" he said setting his camera down and putting his hands to his hips.
"Huh?" Lenalee asked.
"Well, he's not going to go willingly Lenalee." he smiled mischievously.
"Allen! Come on!" Marian said impatiently from the doorway, "I want to get this over with!"
"I'm coming!" Allen said giddily pounding down the stairs. He glomped his adoptive father and hugged him tightly, "Thank you soooo much for moving my appointment up!" he said. "I will love you forever!"
"Yea, yea," Marian muttered patting his adoptive son's head. "I want a thank you note, and I want to burn that wig that's on your head right now."
"Not a problem," Allen grinned.
Marian moved the appointment to have Allen's braces removed to the day before the Christmas concert. The same day Lavi and Lenalee were planning on taking him shopping for clothing. Even though Allen knew nothing of it.
"Can I barbecue it?" Marian asked walking out and getting into the car.
Allen laughed, "I don't think we want false hair mixed in with our steak." he said getting into the passenger seat.
"Good point," he said thoughtfully starting the car and pulling out of the driveway.
Allen was really excited, as soon as these accursed hunks of metal were off his teeth he was going shopping and he was buying his idea of proper clothing. Nobody was going to whisper nerd into his ear just to try and degrade him. Honestly, it was staring to work to.
"Here we are," Marian said pulling up the orthodontist's office. Allen opened the door and flew out of the car; he had never been so elated in his life.
"Okay, what's the story again?" Lavi said.
"Honestly, Lavi, can't you remember your own story plan?" Lenalee said.
"Remind me why I'm here," Kanda grumbled reaching up to the door frame to find the spare key to Allen's house.
"I remember the story!" Lavi snorted, "I'm just checking to see if you do."
Lenalee sighed, "We're here to surprise Allen with this sweater we bought him for the Christmas concert," she said holding up the red sweater with a fat Santa and happy reindeer decorating it. "Where did you find this, anyway?" she asked tucking it away.
"D.I." Lavi shrugged looking under the welcome mat for the spare key when Kanda brought his hand down suggesting he hadn't found it. "Can anyone pick a lock?" he asked.
"Does any non-criminal know how to pick a lock?" Lenalee asked.
"I do," Kanda said. Lenalee blinked at him and he shrugged. "Give me your hairpin."
Lenalee stared at him a moment before reaching to her hair and handing him the pin. He twisted it a couple of times before sticking it into the lock and jiggling it around. There was a faint click and Kanda opened the door, "Can I go home now?"
"Go ahead, Mugen is in the trunk." Lavi said walking in. Kanda walked away to retrieve his beloved weapon before walking down the street towards home.
"No we're in," Lenalee said feeling slightly criminal for doing this and walking into the living room.
They headed up the stairs hoping that they didn't run into Marian along the way. Lenalee really didn't want to pull out the horrendous sweater again. They reached Allen's room and Lavi tiptoed to it while Lenalee just looked at him funny.
"Luck is on our side so far," Lavi whispered putting a hand on the knob. "Let's hope it's with us now." Lenalee nodded and Lavi twisted it jumping inside to see that it was completely empty. "The hell?" Lavi muttered standing up straight.
"Lavi…" Lenalee said slowly, "Did you see a car when we came up?"
Lavi blinked and face palmed himself, "No, I didn't. I can't believe it! They're not home!"
Lenalee sighed, "Come on; let's go to the store anyways. I've been dying for a new pair of boots and you said you wanted a new bandanna anyways."
"How'd you know?" Lavi gushed walking out of the room.
"You've been dropping hints all day."
"Have not!"
Allen ran his tongue over his perfectly smooth and straight teeth for the hundredth time that car ride to the mall and felt an excited jolt run up his spine…again.
"Great, your teeth are smooth," Marian grumbled pulling up to the mall, "Now give me the damn wig."
Allen yanked it off his head and stuffed it in Marian's lap, "Can I borrow 60 bucks?" he asked.
"You're sucking the life out of me kid," he grumbled reaching into is back pocket and pulling out his wallet.
"I know, but you love me," Allen grinned widely and pecked Marian's cheek while grabbing the bills out of his hand at the same time. "See you in two hours." He hopped out of the car and shut the door behind him.
"See you," Marian mumbled before putting the car in gear and driving away.
Allen walked into the mall and stopped, he had no idea where he wanted to start. Defiantly not a Hot Topic store in what he was wearing at the moment. (Another striped shirt with khakis.) And he was never going to be caught dead in Areo ever again. 'Better start with good old fashioned Sears so I don't look like a lost puppy in the good stores,' Allen thought heading in the direction of said, or thought, store.
On the way he got a couple jeers for the white hair and khakis but Allen paid no mind to them as he walked directly to the teen boys section.
"Hello, may I help you?" a saleslady asked coming up to him.
Allen was about to reply with a no when he got an idea, "Yes, actually," he smiled. "I'm looking for a completely new look, got any ideas?"
The woman blinked and smiled, "Sure."
AN: My muse has come back to me! Hooray! I'm currently smuggling all the ideas I can get out of it before it moves to Japan again! Wish me luck and REVIEW!