A/N: As always, thanks for the reads, reviews, favorites, and follows. Sorry this is a bit late. I reorganized my room and misplaced my laptop charger. :/

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I was woken up Thursday morning by Lenalee pounding on my bedroom door. It was weird that she was there, but the old panda was a pushover for her pretty smile, so it wasn't strange at all that he had let her into the house; I wouldn't have put it past him to have called her over on purpose just to wake me up. The decision to both live with and work for my grandfather after graduating may have made financial sense, but there were aspects of it that I was coming to regret. Like his insistence on late nights and early mornings.

I apparently didn't get up fast enough for Lenalee. She barged into my room and literally dragged me out of bed. I hit the ground hard, but when I glared up at her, she was scowling down at me with her hands on her hips. "Hurry up and get dressed, lazybones. We don't want to be late!"

Her words made zero sense. "Late for what?"

Lenalee huffed as she yanked me to me feet and shoved me towards the closet. "You'd know if you'd answered your phone one of the dozen times I'd called. Now shut up and get dressed. I'll explain on the way."

"'On the way' where?!" She didn't answer, and that was just as irritating as the lack of sense she was making. The expectant look on her face told me that I had no choice but to do what she wanted, which I didn't really have a problem with, as I was currently standing in front of her in just my boxers. "I can't exactly get dressed with you in the room, Lenalee."

The moment she left the room, I picked my phone up off the bedside table. Sure enough, there were more than twelve missed calls from Lenalee, yet not a single voicemail to give me a clue as to what was going on. It was a little after ten, which was not exactly sleeping in, but her first call had come in at five am, and it was off-putting that she had needed something that early in the morning. I was pulled from my musings when she suddenly shouted at me through the door. "Lavi! Put your phone down and get dressed!"

"Yes mother."

Once I was dressed, I opened the door and stepped out into the hall, but Lenalee took one look at what I was wearing and immediately shoved me back into my room. "That's not good enough. It's gotta be nicer than that."

I frowned at her, mildly offended that my clothes suddenly weren't good enough for her. "You're the one who wanted me to hurry."

She closed the door in my face. "Just change."

I opened my mouth to argue some more, but then I decided that it was better to just play along with whatever it was that she was up to and get it over with. "Is this suit-and-tie 'nice' or tuxedo 'nice' or-?"

"Just put something on that's nicer than jeans!" The anger in her voice made me cringe, and I hurried to change into something that she would find acceptable.

The second I was dressed, Lenalee dragged me out of the house, not even stopping so that I could grab coffee. She shoved me into her car and squealed the tires on the driveway in her hurry to leave. She sped down the road, committing at least a dozen traffic violations on our way to our mystery destination.

I was more confused than ever when Lenalee led me into city hall, but that confusion quickly turned into disturbance when she pulled me through a door labeled with the current cost of marriage licenses. What on earth is that psychotic girl up to?

The question was answered not a moment later, when I finally noticed who was inside the room she had led me into. Standing at the counter were Allen and Kanda. Lenalee wasn't up to something bizarrely creepy, like making me marry her after only two dates, she had simply been in a hurry to make sure that we didn't miss the wedding of our best friends.

I wondered what had happened to make Allen and Kanda suddenly decide to elope, but there was no time to think about that at the moment. Kanda had whipped around and was glaring death at us. "What the fuck are you two doing here?"

Lenalee threw her arms around his shoulders. "You didn't really think you could do this without us, did you?"

He continued to glare at her, but he didn't push her away. The lady on the other side of the counter cleared her throat to get our attention. "Are we ready to start now?"

While I watched in confused wonder, she guided Allen and Kanda through filling out the necessary forms, and then the justice of the peace came in and married them. But it wasn't just confusion over their sudden marriage that had me holding my tongue. I could have sworn that I heard them call Allen "Allison" more than once, and that was by far the strangest thing I'd heard all day. Allen was definitely not a girl, and it was weird that he was pretending to be one for their wedding.

I suppose it made sense. I had no clue if gay marriage was legal in our state, so it easily could have been a ruse to allow them to get married, but Allen was too much of a prude to break the rules like that. Either way, it didn't explain why they were in such a hurry to get married that they needed to elope.

I very nearly forgot about all that when they kissed. I still couldn't believe that out of the three of us, it was Kanda who had found love first. And now he was married.

But my curiosity wouldn't go away, and it was only out of worry that I'd ruin something that I managed to keep quiet until we made it outside. "Yo, Allen. Why were you pretending to be a girl?"

The look on his face was weird, something of a cross between embarrassment and horror, but then he sighed heavily and the look was gone. "I am a girl, Lavi."

What? ... What?

Lenalee laughed at my reaction. "Did you really not know that?"