A/N: So glad that I finally posted this story, please review but you don't have to if you don't to.
Disclaimer: I…OWN…NOTHING! {Except the story}
"You guys did excellent, I'll see you back here tomorrow" Lars said as the soldiers in training left out the door
Lars closed the door and stretched his muscles to loosen them up. He glanced up at the clock, and rubbed his eyes in disbelief and looked at the clock, it was twenty minutes past 3 p.m.
The golden haired fighter went into the locker room to change out of his training attire and retrieve his training bag. While changing, his phone ringed it played banned from heaven by Children of bodom as his ringtone.
He started to pick up the phone but he just rocked out to the song instead.
Lars was in the middle of doing an air guitar solo when the door flew open, Nina burst in telling him to shut of the music before she breaks that phone over his neck, but quickly her words trailed off because he was in his boxers.
They exchange an awkward glance for a moment.
"What are you doing?" Nina asked
"Nooothing" Lars said slowly, standing as if he had a guitar in his hand
"Just go" Nina said closing her eyes in irritation
Lars grabbed his bag and left the training room, as he walked through the halls he noticed the other workers were staring oddly at him.
Most of the employee's started to whisper comments under their breath; it didn't bother him at first but once he heard some of the women giggling that was it.
"WHAT!?" Lars suddenly out burst
They stared at Lars in confusion of how he could have not notice that he was walking around in his boxers.
"WELL!?" he looked around waiting for an answer "morons!" Lars stormed out of the halls
The commander stomped past the receptionist desk and out the building in anger. He walked through the parking lot ignoring the stares that he was receiving, finally making it to his truck, he got in and slam the door.
"OWW! Damnit" Lars felt his legs burning 'that's what I get for parking my car in the sun'
He knew that the leather material was usually hot when in the heat, but this was a pure burning sensation, he looked down and saw that he wasn't wearing any pants, he face-palmed, then put on his training pants.
Lars drove out of the parking lot and then out of the city as he made his way back to Lee's villa. Parking his car in the garage and walking in the door, he immediately turned on the TV.
He sat on the sofa and scrolled through the vast amount of choices on Lee's huge surround sound LED TV, when he finally settled on something that peaked his interest, the sofa cushion burst up making Lars fly off and hit the ceiling, then crashed onto the floor.
"Oww!" groaned Lars, he heard tapping and looked up only to see Lee looking down at him with his arms crossed and a patronizing expression on his face "was that necessary!?"
"You brought me to this" Lee spoke shaking his head
"To what?" Lars furrowed his brow
"To get you to stop being so odd" Lee said helping his little brother up
"Whaddya mean?" Lars said dusting the ceiling debris off of him
"What I mean is you do the same thing every day!" Lee said
"Here we go" Lars said rolling his eyes as he walked into the kitchen
"Look I can't help it, you're my brother and I wanna fix you" Lee followed him
"Fix me?" Lars questioned with a weird face while going back into the lounge room
"Yes, you need to learn how to be sociable" Lee said still following him
"We've talked about this Lee, I am not one for the spotlight" Lars said going up the steps
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, let's start small before there is any talk of fame" Lee said as he continued to follow Lars
"We're not starting anything!" Lars said stepping into the library increasing his pace
"You know with that attitude, it's no wonder why you don't have a girlfriend" Lee pointed out, increasing his pace as well
"Did it ever occur to you, that I'm happy when I'm alone?" Lars asked, increasing his walking pace as he made his way to the downstairs indoor garden
"Who's talking about happiness? I'm talking about worldwide recognition and unlimited worship!" Lee spoke in an obsessed tone as he followed Lars even more so.
"I just want to be alone! Is that so much to ask?" Lars spoke as he went inside the closet and locked himself in.
"Yes!" Lee said standing outside the closet door
"Well it doesn't matter because you can't make me!" Lars said in a childish tone and Lee began to laugh "What?" Lars demanded
"It's funny, because apparently you don't know how things work around here, I can make anybody do whatever I want, either by kindness, trickery, manipulation or force" Lee stated
"And it's funny that you think that I give a damn" Lars spoke defiantly
"Tsk, tsk, tsk" Lee began as he waved his finger back and forth "I always get what I want" he said pulling out a little electronic tablet and tap the screen which made a cliché clicking sound
"Well this is just one thing that you just won't haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" Lars shrieks of pain filled the garden as the small closet released many volts of painful electric surged through his body
"Are you going to accept my help?" Lee asked
"NevAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!" Lars screamed in agony for about fifteen
minutes "OKAY, OKAY, JUST TURN IT OFF PLEASE!" Lars howled in discomfort
The door opened and Lars fell out onto the ground moaning in pain, Lee just stared at his buddy with a patient face. Lars looked up.
"I can't believe I caved" Lars uttered
"Shocking, isn't it" Lee laughed at the unconscious fighter
Thanks for reading and reviewing; I'll post the next chapter as soon as I can. Please review but you don't have to, if you don't want to.