Chapter 24.
May 13th, 1984.
Sunday.
Allen sauntered out of the bathroom, hair still slightly damp and dripping wet as his fully clothed body swayed and rocked to the beat of the music.
The song he's choosing to dance to is a song called "Rosanna" By "Toto". A rather, happy, upbeat kind of song, which is currently streaming out of his cassette player situated just inside the living room beside his good ol' record player.
After a good night of sleep, an amazing meal of brunch—seeing as how he didn't wake up until 2 o'clock that Sunday—and a long and well deserved warm shower, Allen felt like a load was being lifted off of his aching shoulders.
He finished his over-do assignments two days ago, and just finished doing a gig several days ago at the bar "Static Impulse" with rather shining results, if he did say so himself.
The Noah's did a rather ace performance after they had opened up for them as well, so the entire band, including himself, enjoyed their outing.
But the sad thing about that night was that they hadn't stuck around long enough to praise The Noah's for their amazing show, considering that they were still grounded and they had to leave as soon as the first song was said and done.
But the great thing about today was that he just successfully cleaned up the entire house, without Cross so much as sticking his nose into his buisness.
Practically waiting in anticipation for him to screw up, just so he can have a chance to swear at him and hang it over his head as some form of blackmail. So with Cross currently out of the house, doing God only knows what, Allen felt much better.
In fact, his plan for today was to stay home all day, and do absolutely nothing.
Because that's all he was currently able to do, only for the fact that he was still grounded for the time being. Yeah it sucked, it sucked big ones being grounded this long.
But what else could he do? He wasn't in a position to complain, his band was allowed to perform at the Static Impulse, even though they were grounded that night. So therefore, he's in another hole, neck-high in Cross's debt.
What was a plus for him, was the fact that he wasn't alone in his solitude. He still had his adorable little kitten to keep him company.
His kitten, who was getting rather fat. But he wouldn't dare call him that though, because Timcanpy would then rip him to shreds and proceed to glare at him for the rest of the day.
Speaking of which...Allen thought with a smile. "Tiiim!" Allen called jovially, hand cupped around his grinning mouth.
And just as he called his kitten's name, he could hear Tim meowing expectantly as he then hopped out of Allen's room with his orange tail raised high in the air and with his wide eyes dilated and looking expectant.
Like he wanted something. And now.
The sight was cute, and Allen couldn't help but giggle as he took a seat in the middle of the floor, just so his kitten could hop in his lap and purr happily inside his arms.
"You're too adorable, Timcanpy." Allen stated happily, petting his kitten's head with his thumb.
The cross looking mark on his kitten's head was getting bigger, and not to mention the kitten itself has been growing as well, it was plump, chubby almost, and Tim looked longer in length. Before he knew it, his kitten was growing up and getting bigger before he could do anything about it.
"That reminds me…" Allen trailed off, pinching one long strand of white hair between his finger and thumb. "I need a hair-cut." He stated, blinking in surprise at how long his hair was growing, the back of his hair was reaching the nape of his neck already, and his white bangs could frame his face perfectly.
He shrugged uncaringly. "Oh well, some other time." He smiled down at his kitten, just as the little cat jumped off of his knees and scampered into the kitchen, mewing consistently.
Allen rolled his eyes. "I just fed you when I woke up. How can you still be hungry?"
"Mew!" Tim answered impatiently.
Allen smiled kindly at his kitten as he entered the kitchen, going over to the cupboard above the fridge, having to tip-toe in order to reach it, and pulled out a single can of cat food as he turned around and began waving the can in the air.
And his Timcanpy went crazy, meowing and circling around his feet as he tilted his head up expectantly.
Allen smiled merrily down at his cat. "Okay, okay. You're hungry, I know and I get it." He chuckled. Going over to plop the fishy smelling food into the bowl, right by the door of the kitchen, and he waited for his kitten to dig in.
When Allen walked over to the garbage disposal to throw the empty can away, he heard a very familiar song come out of the speakers of his cassette player. He couldn't help but move his hips to the music as he threw the can away.
He turned around in a full circle to raise his hands up in the air and continued to move his hips from side to side in slow fluid motions as he dragged his hands down the sides of his lithe body.
"I believe in miracles,
Where you from? You Sexy Thing...Sexy thing you." Came Hot Chocolate's song, "You Sexy Thing" from the speakers.
Allen swayed and danced all the way out of the kitchen, going over to turn the volume up louder on his cassette player, all in order to blare out the smooth guitar riff from the speakers with a grin alight on his pale face.
"Where did you come from, baby?
How did you know, I needed you?" Allen sang, raising his voice in an attempt at sounding like the black man singing loudly from the speaker.
"How did you know, I needed you so badly?
How did you know, I'd give my heart gladly...?" And Allen only continued to sing as he danced. Rocking his hips and moved his body to the beat of the song.
Lavi would be lying if he said he didn't get a stiffy from watching the Brit-boy do his thing in the middle of his own living room.
So he didn't say a Goddamn word about the sword in his pants.
But he couldn't exactly hold back the evident shiver that raced up his spine, when he noticed how slow and fluid Allen was swaying and rocking his hips.
He also couldn't hold back the slow and dreamy sounding sigh when he imagined himself situated just behind the British teen, whilst moving along with Allen in a deliberately slow and sexy rhythm.
God was he ever a fag for thinking this. But whatever, Allen was special.
As corny as that sounded.
Usually he wouldn't go for men, hell, the mere thought of having men flock to him was a disturbing thought, but when it was Allen, it just felt right.
"You're such a fag Rabbit." Kanda muttered from beside him, rolling his eyes with passion when the red-head yelped and jumped a foot in the air beside him.
"Jesus!" Lavi gasped, "You scared the shit outta me man!" He shouted. "You see that thing on the ground? That's my heart that fell outta my ass!" He continued to rant, clutching a hand to his chest. "Wait," He blinked, stopping his dramatics. "Did you just call me rabbit?" He questioned dubiously.
Kanda merely snorted and looked away indifferently. "Whatever. What are we doing here anyways?" He grumbled, looking around suspiciously. "Aren't you grounded?" He soon questioned when the realization struck him.
He actually didn't really care, but if the brat's red-haired guardian was lingering around the house, he didn't really feel like sticking around to find out.
The long-haired male kept his eyes on every little thing around him, and going out of his way to keep his eyes off of the white-haired teenager beside them. Who's still swinging his hips inside the house and making the movement seem effortless, relaxed in a way.
He suddenly shuddered violently and gagged in disgust when he happened to notice that he was staring (rather intently might Lavi add) at the white-haired runt. "If you're just gonna stand here and drool over him all damn day, then I'm ditching you, and I won't give a shit if you're taken away either." Kanda retorted, folding his arms over his chest with easily detectable discontentment.
Lavi's smile widened and quickly he rushed to the door. "I'm gonna ask him out." He announced eagerly.
"What?!" Kanda shouted, turning around with incredulity to his expression.
Lavi merely smiled, and racked his knuckles over the door. "I'm asking him out." He easily repeated. He could still here the song from the other side of the door playing loudly.
"Where?" Kanda questioned.
"Mc.D's"
"McDonalds?" Kanda repeated, voice hard and face serious.
Lavi nodded. "Totally."
"Why?"
The one-eyed teen shook his head in exasperation. "W'sup with the twenty questions all'uvah sudden Yuu?" Lavi asked, perplexed.
Just as Kanda opened his mouth to reply, Lavi grinned in delight.
"Ssh! Here he comes!" The red-head stated in excitement, quickly rubbing his hands over his clothes to straighten them out, and swiping his hands through his hair as he posed against the frame of the door with a smirk, bandana hung loosely around his neck.
"Hello?" Allen called uncertainly as he peeked from the corner of the door.
"Kiss me, You Sexy Thing!" The song played as soon as Allen had opened the door.
"Touch me baby! You Sexy Thing!" The song continued to play.
Causing Lavi to smile widely as he looked back down to the lightly blushing teenager. "Choice song Brit. Totally makes me wanna do it." He stated unabashed, winking (or was it blinking?) down at Allen.
Who merely smiled at Lavi as he shook his head, already exhausted with the teenager's unashamed flirting.
Allen took a couple of steps back and offered the tall red-head a bright smile. "Come in, darling." Suggested Allen, throwing the door open wide with vigor.
Lavi, shrugging both his shoulders, easily stepped inside. "Wouldn't mind if I—"
"—move it Cyclops." Kanda deadpanned as he roughly shoved the red-head out of his way and barged into the house.
"K-Kanda? What the—" Allen started to protest.
That is until he got cut off by the long-haired prick himself.
"—shut it homo. I'm fucking forced to take you and Retard here to Mc.D's." Kanda stated gruffly, his face crumpled up in displeasure as he thumbed into the direction of Lavi.
Who stood behind him with a devious smirk stretched across his face.
Allen stood by the doorway with a perplexed expression. "Where?" He replied, unbelievably confused as he looked over to Kanda. "But I'm still grounded." He stated the obvious, looking to and fro between Kanda and Lavi.
The guitarist only rolled his eyes and strode out of the house. "I'm not repeating myself. I'm taking you, so bag your face and get tha' fuck in tha' truck." He ordered sternly, quickly striding over to his truck that is parked just down the driveway.
Lavi whooped and slung his arm over the white-haired teenager's shoulders then. "C'mon Babe!" He grinned in delight.
"I'm going somewhere?" Allen questioned quizzically as he quickly grabbed his keys from within the bowel that sat on the small coffee table beside the door.
Before he was all but hauled out of his own house against his will.
"So…What exactly am I doing here…Sitting inside McDonalds?" Allen asked, taking a generous amount of pop into his mouth and squishing it around, before swallowing to ask another question. "I really don't mind like, at all, because my meal is paid for." he gestured to his food to prove his point. "But I'm just curious." Allen stated, shrugging uncaringly as he threw fries into his mouth. "Oh, and I might get in trouble by Cross mind you. But you can explain that to him once you tell me why I'm here that is." Allen replied, shovelling more food into his eagerly awaiting mouth.
Lavi smirked lazily. Already used to the teenager's obnoxious eating habits as he leaned over the table top towards Allen, who had a mouthfull of fries. "I'm on a date." He whispered secretly with a wink.
Allen quirked an eyebrow at the one-eyed teen and looked around the fast-food restaurant questionably. "Uhm…" The white-haired teenager slowly swallowed. "Doesn't that mean that you should, I don't know if this will help but…Aren't you supposed to go see your date? Instead of sitting around with the likes of me?" Allen suggested, eyebrow cocked.
Completely at a loss if Lavi actually knew what to do while on a date as he sipped from his beverage once again.
Lavi sighed heavily and hung his head sadly. The Brit could be so…I don't wanna sound harsh. But I will anyways, he could be so annoying. What with all his naivety, his innocence, and trustworthiness.
Instead of voicing those thoughts, Lavi smiled back up at the white-haired teenager, who is seated in front of him, still munching on his food as though he hadn't eaten in weeks. "I'm on a date with you baby!" Lavi exclaimed, arms raised above his head, before he waggled his eyebrows down at the teen.
Who sputtered and began choking on his pop for a good measure.
After catching his breath, Allen leaned further back inside his seat. "What?" He nearly shouted for all the people to hear.
By "all" he meant the two working employees standing behind the cash registers, and the couple of old people sitting inside a secluded booth further in the back of the fast-food joint.
Not bothering to include Kanda, who stood by the cash register with an irritated look forever plastered across his face as he reluctantly makes his order.
When Allen noticed that he wasn't about to get an answer from the red-haired teen anytime soon, he lowered his voice to a harsh whisper and leaned over the table.
"If we're on a date Lavi, which we're clearly not, because in order for this to actually be a date, you would've had to ask me first to go out on the date," Allen pressed heatedly. "And secondly," He began, pointing at a happily smiling Lavi as a warning for him to keep his mouth shut as he pointed towards the scowling guitar player. "Kanda would not be here if it was a date. Which this isn't Lavi!" Allen exclaimed in exasperation. Crossing his arms over his chest in defiance as he sat back inside his seat.
Lavi pouted. "Oh c'mon babe!" He whined loudly laying his arms out flat on the table towards Allen. "I tried to ask you out, but then Kanda shoved me outta the way like I was some major fuckin' bunk, and then he totally got rubbed and demanded that he be the one to take us out. I didn't have a say in the matter and shit, because Kanda was our only ride!" He replied exasperatedly.
"So you're using him?" Allen questioned, raising his eyebrows. "Even for you Lavi, that's kind of—"
"—Shitty? I know." Lavi stated, shrugging uncaringly. "But we're gonna make it up to him. Tonight." Lavi whispered in determination, smirking devilishly.
Allen made a face. "That sounds wrong, on so many levels."
Lavi rolled his eye. "C'mon Al, talking serious here. Get with the seriousness." He pressed.
Allen huffed and leaned closer towards Lavi. "Bite me Lavi." He rebuked. Before lounging back into his seat. "But please, tell me how we're going to make it up to Kanda. If you hadn't noticed, he doesn't really prefer my company. Meaning, he doesn't give a shite about my existence." He replied. "Also, I'm still grounded."
Lavi smirked wider and slid into the booth beside the white-haired teenager, slinging his arm across his Brit-boy's slender shoulders. "I know that babe. I'm still grounded too." He smirked as he pointed to his own chest, as though he was proud. "But before Kanda pushed me out of his way, I was gonna take you out, and then drop the bomb on you." He grinned happily then. "I was gonna tell you that I wanted to chill with you at this party that's happenin' tonight." He stated, absentmindedly playing with a strand of long white-hair from Allen's bangs.
Allen looked up at him with incredulity.
"But then Kanda totally got in the way of that and said that he was forced to take us. Which he wasn't by the way." Lavi explained.
Allen cocked an eyebrow up at Lavi. "What do you mean? You didn't tell Kanda to come join us?" He questioned suspiciously.
"Nope!" The red-head grinned.
"Then why exactly is he here? Is he that lonely?" Allen whispered, glancing towards Kanda, who had his back turned towards him. Looking as though he couldn't decide on a deceit enough drink.
"Beats me!" Lavi grinned, straw dangling from his lips.
The lead-singer wrinkled his brow in confusion and folded his arms over his stomach. "I don't think I get him that much." He stated, looking to where Kanda once stood.
Lavi smirked and continued to play with a long strand of Allen's white bang. "No one does babe, he's one major puzzle that no one can figure out."
Allen snorted at the thought, then turned his attention towards Lavi.
Who was still playing with his hair—rather adorably might he add—but he would never dare say that to Lavi's face...Because he knew that'll only encourage him.
"Anyways," Allen said, pulling his hair out of Lavi's fingers by moving his head. "So you were gonna ask me out on this date, to tell me that there was this party that you wanted to take me to, but then Kanda got in the way of that, so now you're taking both Kanda and I to this party that's happening tonight?" Allen quickly rationalized, trying to sum up the most recent and completely unpredictable events in one full sentence.
"Unpredictable Events" that he seemed to have unknowingly gotten himself into.
Lavi nodded his head in confirmation. "Exactly!" He exclaimed with a snap of his fingers.
Allen pursed his bottom lip. "I'm only fifteen Lavi. I'm not even supposed to be drinking." He announced with a long and tired sigh. "And I don't know how many times I have to say this but, I'm grounded." He stressed once again.
"Don't be so tight Al! You're here now aren't ya?" Lavi pressed, shaking the teenager's shoulders. "Everyone I know started drinking when they were only fifteen, it's called experimenting. It's a faze every teenager goes through," He said, waving his hand dismissively. "Besides, I'm pretty sure you'll get over it like nothing. But that's not the point!" Lavi stated, exasperatingly. "C'mon Brit! I need you there! It'll be like, not fun and shit if you're not." He said, pouting as he fake sniffled. "Please? Don't leave me with Yuu, he'll start biting and scratching at me for every little thing I do."
Allen smirked. "And whose fault is that? You get yourself in trouble with him, intentionally you seek him out just so you can get him mad." He noted, smiling in amusement at the pouting red-head.
"So? Is that such a hellacious thing to do?" Lavi exclaimed in mock disbelief.
Allen only chuckled quietly before pinching the bridge of his nose with his fingerless gloved hand. Isn't it a bloody facking Sunday night? We have school just tomorrow… Allen wanted to voice aloud.
But then he made the mistake of looking back up at Lavi.
Who was wearing his trademark puppy dog look.
And Allen couldn't help but cave in at the sight.
The teen sighed heavily in reluctance, and slight annoyance, as he shook his head. "Hahh…The things you make me do Lav…" Allen expressed, tightly shutting both his eyes. "I'm grounded too..." He mumbled remorsefully, hanging his head.
He looked back up at the pouting drummer with a hard look and pointed his finger directly at Lavi's face. "I'm not drinking, I'll have you know. So don't expect me to take care of you all night. Because if you blow chunks beside me, I'm leaving." He deadpanned seriously.
"Stellar!" Lavi crowed, quickly wrapping both his arms around the teenager beside him. "Thanks bunches Al! And don't worry about a thing!" Lavi stated excitedly. "I know how to handle alcohol." He purred, all the while snuggling into the white-haired teenagers embrace.
Allen simply smiled and hugged the red-head back just as hard. "No problem love." How could he stay mad at the red-head? It's just impossible when Lavi was just so—
"Christ." Growled a familiar angry voice from directly above them. "You're in a public fucking restaurant fags." Kanda hissed in offence, slamming the tray of food down onto the table in front of the two as he sat down with a huff. "I'm decking the both of you if you start necking in front of me."
Allen merely stuck his tongue out at the older teenager and un-wrapped his arms from around Lavi. "You're such a prude Kanda." Allen replied as he smirked slyly at the glaring guitar player.
Who only wrinkled his nose in offence. "Prune?" The guitar player hissed. "Are you calling me old? You white-haired freak." Kanda rebuked harshly.
"I said prude, you deaf twat." Allen retorted, rolling his eyes.
"Twat?" Lavi repeated, eyebrow cocked.
"Twat. A woman's private part." Allen explained shamelessly, before looking back to Kanda's scowling expression with a sneer. "At least one of them." He snickered.
Lavi laughed loudly when Kanda's facial expression went from scowling, to full-out pure rage in a split second.
"You're one warped motherfucker, brat." Kanda growled, snatching away his soda from the tray and began sipping obnoxiously loud from the straw with a hard scowl.
"Kanda totally is a prude though." Lavi suddenly stated out of the blue as he threw a fry into his mouth. "Did you know Al? That if a kissing scene comes on in a movie we're watching, he blushes like a virgin and stutters like a total geek?" He said, grinning deviously over to Kanda.
Who was scowling much deeper than usual with a low menacing growl escaping his bared teeth.
"Ha ha ha ha!" Allen laughed loudly, clutching his sides for support. "Oh! That's just precious!" He continued to laugh, slamming a hand onto the table. "Kanda is capable of getting embarrassed!? Ha ha! I can just picture his scowling face blushing!" Allen continued to mock Kanda aloud as he laughed for all listening ears to hear, tears welling up inside his grey eyes.
Kanda slammed both his hands onto the table as he swiftly lunged forward, easily gripping the white-haired teenager's collar inside both his fists with a snarl flying from his pulled-back lips.
"Say anything else skeezer," Kanda hissed. "And I'll rip your Goddamn tongue out. Let's see if you can fucking laugh after that." He seethed, glaring menacingly down at the white-haired teenager inside his hands.
Allen wrinkled his nose and began pulling away from Kanda weakly. "The only thing I find intimidating, is your breath. Do the world a favour and use mouth-wash, yeah?" Allen stated in offence, gripping Kanda's wrist inside his hand with a hard glare.
Kanda's breath didn't stink, actually, it smelled a lot like Sprite, and something else just as sweet.
But he really just felt like being a total prick to the King Prick himself.
Kanda growled in frustration before dropping the brat back down into his seat and taking his own seat across from the two with a loud and angry sounding huff.
Lavi gave a shrill whistle. "Color me impressed," He smirked. "You had the chance on deckin' the kid, but you, like, didn't Yuu." Lavi remarked in fake surprise. "Good job man."
Kanda harrumphed distractedly and continued with his meal. "Bag your face hoser, I want to enjoy my meal now." He refuted tearsily as he took a sip from his soda and plucked a fry out from the grease filled box to lightly nibble on the end.
Lavi quirked an eyebrow at the guitarist's eating habits and smirked slyly. "Lenalee's right. You do eat like a girl." He commented, without actually thinking.
And that was the last thing he said before he got punched in the nose by Kanda.
"You look terrible." Allen declared, no sympathy heard whatsoever inside his voice as he stared sardonically at Lavi.
Who swiped a finger under his newly broken nose and picked away the dried blood underneath it with a frown, his one and only green eye lightly sprinkled with a newly forming bruise underneath.
"This smarts..." The drummer sniffled, but then grimaced at the pain that exploded from his nose with the action and howled loudly in agony.
Allen shook his head with a sad sigh as he patted Lavi's shoulder. "You shouldn't have gotten on Kanda's nerves Lavi." He chastised lightly—even though that was exactly what he was doing before Lavi had started poking his own fun out of Kanda.
Lavi puckered his bottom lip. "But he could've NOT hit my face. Now I gotta cancel my party plans because of this." He sighed heavily and trudged along behind the group. "This is my money maker dudes..." He continued to whine, his lip quivering as he gingerly touched underneath his eye.
"What about your hot bod?" Lenalee piped up from beside the sulking red-head as they continued walking down the sidewalk, heading nearer to their destination.
Which was a record store called: "The Greatest Collection."
Smirking at the disgruntled looking teenager, Lenalee handed the 18-year-old another ice pack from within her black and purple colored purse. "I thought that was you're money maker Red." She commented.
Lavi snapped his fingers. "Oh, yes! Can't forget about my fuckin' killer abs!" He stated enthusiastically and planted the ice pack against his eye with a silent hiss. Instantly frowning at not being able to see. "Tubular...I'm completely blind now." He said with his voice weighted down with heavy sarcasm, blindedly he slapped a hand upon Lenalee's shoulder. "Lead me." He stated as he walked with a slight stagger in his step. "Please, B.T.W. Because I can't see." He said, smiling weakly.
"No prob." Lenalee smiled. "Anything for a blind friend." She said with an innocent tilt of her head and a bright enthusiastic smile.
Allen shook his head when he finally managed to process Lenalee's words inside his head. "Hot bod?" He repeated dubiously.
When Lenalee nodded her pony-tailed hair bounced with the happy movement. "I have the rights to say that Lavi has a hot body, because I've totally seen it before." She stated with a secretive wink. "Including Kanda's." She announced with a dreamy sounding sigh. "I only wish he let me touch it..." She soon pouted.
"He wouldn't even let me touch his abs," Lavi soon pouted along with Lenalee. "And we've been friends for dick-years man." He stated, suddenly upset.
With an ice pack still covered over his only seeing eye.
"I'm the only girl he's friends with, and he doesn't even let me put his hair up in a pony-tail!" She harrumphed, crossing her arms across her breasts. "That's so bogus, and he could've at least let me touch one ab too."
"Why are we talking about Kanda's abs, of all things?" Allen stated, a bit disturbed at how the conversation got completely flipped around.
"Why not? Kanda has the best abs. We should be talking about this a lot more, instead of our music." Lenalee teased, smirking at Allen's lightly blushing face.
"Speaking of Kanda, where did that the prick go?" Allen asked, bright grey eyes sweeping the vacant sidewalk with confusion.
He could see a few pedestrians walking down the opposite sidewalk from where they were located, and a few more pedestrains heading down and further out of view behind them, but other than that, he couldn't spot the familiar pissed off looking scowl anywhere, or the long girly blue-black hair.
Lavi removed the ice pack from his eye, in order to thumb behind his shoulder. "I don't think he's coming. He parked his truck beside Boozy Bob's." A smile soon took hold of his expression. "The dude said, and I quote," He paused to clear his throat, his expression falling to a hard scowl. "I don't want to fucking pay, just to park in front of a fucking record store for ten fucking minutes, fuck-ity, fuck, fuck. So fucking hurry the fuck up so I can fucking leave. Fucking-fuck." He quoted with a voice much deeper than his own.
Trying hard to imitate the irritated sounding guitarist.
When Allen gave him a questionable look and a raised eyebrow, Lavi merely shrugged his shoulders without a care. "He's too broke to pay for parking." He replied, smirking lazily at the white-haired teenager walking beside him. "So he told us to hurry."
"He's too cheap to pay for anything." Lenalee stated in exasperation, slinging her slender arm over Allen's shoulders. "He'll prolly try and steal a record, just to get out of paying for it."
Allen frowned and fixed his black two-sizes-too-small vest neater upon his lithe body. "Remind me again, why we bring him along." He asked idly, pulling his fingerless gloves properly.
"Oh, don't say that Al." Lenalee stated, pinching Allen's cheek roughly with a teasing grin. "We don't drag him with us—like we used to do back in the day—he just chooses to follow now." She smiled brightly at the pouting looking lead-singer.
Who began mumbling inaudible Brit-gibberish beside her as he gingerly rubbed his reddened cheek.
A few silent minutes pass before all three teenagers stop in order to look up at the bright red sign hanging over each of their oddly colored heads, bright lights flashing all around it.
"Well, tell Kanda I'll only be a few minutes." Lenalee stated with a curt nod of her head. "So don't let his panties get waded when I'm away. I'll see you two later! Thanks for walking me here!" She thanked, opening the door to the record store and walking inside with a little hop in her step.
Allen hummed in reply and spun on his heel, heading back from where they had just come from. Which was the alleyway beside Boozy Bob's liquor store. "Does she always ask you and Kanda to walk her every where?" He asked nonchalantly.
Lavi shrugged. "Sometimes. Usually her brother takes her every where. On rare occasions she takes the bus. But because Komui is busy doing last minute prepping for graduation, he's been busy these days." He replied as he dug around inside his shirt pocket, ice-pack held in one hand as he searched with his other.
Taking a sucker out from his breast pocket of his black and green flannel shirt, Lavi jovially handed the lollipop to Allen with a small, shy smile. "I got a present for you..." The drummer sang, sickenly sweet.
Which was hard for him to do, considering he still had a splint connected to his nose.
Allen couldn't help but smile as he took the sucker. "Thanks Love. I've been craving something sweet all day!" He stated happily as he ripped open the lollipop and stuck it into his smiling mouth with a delightful sounding purr.
"You had pop today. That's something sweet." Lavi stated, taking out his own sucker from his other breast pocket. "But yenno, you could've asked me if you wanted something sweet. I totally would've—"
"—please don't finish that sentence of your's," Allen quickly replied. "If you're gonna say something perverted, I'd rather not hear it." He stated, brusquely putting his hand up to silence Lavi.
"Aww...It's no fun teasing ya if you know it's coming..." Lavi pouted. But then smiled widely. "That's what HE said!" He exclaimed loudly, holding up his hand for a high-five as he jumped up and down beside the calmly walking teenager. "C'mon Al! Don't leave this high-fiver hangin'!"
Allen only rolled his eyes and weakly tapped Lavi's hand with the back of his. "There. Happy now?"
"Yes!" Lavi cheered, fist pumping the air.
"HEY!" A girls voice shouted from behind them.
Causing both of the teenage boy's to jump and quickly turn around. Seeing Lenalee holding up a bright purple flyer in one hand and holding a black vinyl record in the other as she continued to run down the sidewalk in front of them.
"You guys gotta see this!" She shouted in clear excitement as she ran down the sidewalk towards the two incredulous looking boy's.
"Someone is looking for a band to play at their house?" Allen repeated, eyeing the suspicious looking flyer clenched tightly inside Lenalee's hands.
"Yeah! Isn't that killer? We could totally use the money!" Lenalee stated enthusiastically, pointing directly at the bottom of the purple colored flyer with glee. "It's says here that they'll pay five-hundred bucks on the spot before we even start playing! We gotta do this guys!" She continued with her excited tone of voice as she eagerly glanced around her.
Staring incredulously at the indifferent looks she getting from each of the boy's faces.
"Whassup guys? Aren't you excited? Five-hundred dollars you dorks! You could finally get that snare drum that you had your bruised eye-ball on for dick-years Lavi!" Lenalee pressed, shoving the flyer into Lavi's serious facial expression.
"You don't get it..." Kanda growled from the back of his parked truck as he idly kicked a metal chain with his sneaker, not meeting Lenalee's confused ridden eyes. "We just finished playing a gig at a bar, for a much bigger band. And then we go and do this shit for some fuckin' stranger?" He stated angrily, crossing his arms over his chest as he sat on the edge of his trucks metal framing with a huff.
Lenalee furrowed her eyebrows together in confusion. "What do you mean?" She asked as she looked around her little group of friends.
"He has a point Lenalady." Lavi piped up, clearing his throat uncomfortably at having to burst Lenalee's excited bubble. "What Yuu meant is...We're lowering our standards here. We did finish an ace performance at a bar, and then we go and play another gig, but for a much smaller crowd? Where will that take us?" He asked, apologetically looking over towards the sullen looking Lenalee.
"Uh, down the road towards more money...?" Lenalee suggested weakly. "I mean, c'mon guys! We're not lowering our standards! We have none!" She exclaimed loudly and in frustration as she slapped the flyer down hard onto the trucks metal bed with a deep frown.
Allen shook his head with a sigh. "I'm with Lenalee on this." He finally piped up as he sat down beside Lenalee in back of Kanda's truck, kicking his legs absentmindedly. "We don't have any standards. We're just a bunch of teenagers playing instruments together. We're not exactly a professional band yet, so it wouldn't hurt our reputations if we go out and do this gig, am I right?" He asked, turning his head to look over towards a deeply scowling Kanda, and a—splint-ed—concentrated looking red-head.
Who crossed his leg over the other as he propped an arm up on his leg in order to cradle his chin inside his open palm with a bored look glazing over his bruised emerald eye. "I don't know...What if someone important shows up?"
"Then we introduce ourselves." Allen replied acerbically. "Tell said 'important person' that we're a new band, and that we've played as an opening act at the bar Static Impulse for The Noah's. Give them our credentials, Bak's bar number, and presto! We got another important person to back us up!" Allen stated in determination as he looked between his band members. "I wouldn't hurt to try, right? Lenalee's right on another level too, we do need the money." He stated, biting his lip in worry, before carrying on with more of a blazing determination radiating inside his shining steel grey eyes. "You need a new snare drum Lavi, and don't look at me like I'm the bad guy here! Kanda needs an extra amp as well, and Lenalee's strings are on the verge of breaking apart. I could use the extra money to buy a new stand for my synthesizer too! We can't just turn down every opportunity, just because we thought we were better than this. We gotta take a chance!" Allen exclaimed with a hard look shot to two of the more stubborn teenager's he's friends with. "We're in desperate need of money guys...Let's just suck it up, do the gig, and carry on..." Allen stated, a bit more quietly this time, when two of the stubborn teenager's didn't even look his way during his whole "speech."
Silent seconds turn to minutes, and finally Allen lost his patience.
He sighed heavily and turned his head away abruptly. "Never mind. Don't listen to me. You guys don't anyways..." He grumbled angrily as he hopped off the trucks tailgate and began walking away from the group with his hands shoved inside the back pockets of his jeans.
Why do I even bother...? It's like they don't give a tiny rats arse about anything. They think they're too good for a gig like this? Then fine...See if they can come up with a better plan to raise money for new—Allen's thoughts are shattered completely when he's suddenly tackled from behind, and hard, as goes falling to the ground with a heavy and painful sounding: "GAFF!"
Groaning from underneath the weight on top of him, and spitting away the grass from his lips, Allen shakily moved his arms to his head. "O-Ow...Wha-what the bloody fu—"
"—I'm in!" Lavi shouted from above him. Holding Allen down lower against the ground below with his body weight. "Don't get mad! I promise not to bitch about this gig! Just don't get mad at me!" Lavi practically pleaded into Allen's back as he continued to lay perfectly still from on top of Allen's crumpled up form on the ground. "I think I broken my nose a bit more to tackle you, but it's totally worth it if you don't walk away from me!" He continued to rant.
"L-Lav..." Allen weakly replied from underneath him.
"He means US!" Lenalee shouted from beside them, smiling brightly at the fallen duo as she made her way towards them. "I mean, I was with you all the way Allen. One-hundred percent actually. But Kanda and Lavi weren't too convinced, but because you had a hissy, you totally got Lavi and Kanda on your side now!" She exclaimed exuberantly as he giggled at the two still laying on the ground below her.
"I didn't agree to Jack-shit Lee." Kanda growled from beside her, before staring sardonically down at the wiggling teenager's on the ground. "I just didn't want the white-haired freak to kill me while I'm sleeping just because I didn't agree with him." He sniffed in offence.
As though that was highly possible.
"L-Lavi...G-get..." Allen wheezed, still struggling to get up from underneath the red-head.
Who is still sitting on top of him with his feet on either side of him, his butt now digging harshly into Allen's spinal cord.
"Get what?" Lavi called, leaning down lower to hear Allen more clearly. "Get lost? But I don't wanna!" He wailed, plopping back down on top of the shorter, still wheezing, teenager with his entire body.
"He saying get off, you Retard." Kanda grumbled with a roll of his eyes.
"Oh." Lavi blinked his bruised eye and finally got up and off of the white-haired, sprawled out, lead-singer with a flash of an apologetic smile. "Sorry Al, it's all you're fault for being all comfy and adorable that I actually forgot I was on top of you." He smiled crookedly.
"The...Sword...In your pants...Says otherwise..." Allen gasped out, clutching a hand to his chest as he glared maliciously at Lavi.
Who looked down at the front of his pants with a goofy grin. "Oops. That's also your fault." he stated offhandedly with a causal shrug.
"How is it my fault!?" Allen argued.
"You're fucking disgusting." Kanda stated with disgust
"I feel violated..." The lead-singer stated, rubbing his arms over himself.
"Are we gonna watch the sunset or what?" Lenalee exclaimed loudly, eagerly grabbing hold of each of her boy's arms as she started dragging them all back towards the truck with a grin alight on her face.
"Don't touch me." Kanda hissed, trying to slap away the hand on his shoulder.
"Oh, bite me. You weren't the one being blamed for giving someone a stiffy." Allen retorted, continuing to hang onto Kanda's shoulder for support while he's forcibly hauled around by Lenalee.
"Yeah...That was a good time..." Lavi replied nostalgically, sighing at the recent memory as he wiped a fake tear away from his eye.
As they all scrambled in the back of Kanda's truck and got themselves comfortable on the tailgate of the truck, Kanda himself hopped into the driver's seat and turned the entire truck around in order for the back of his truck to point directly at the sunset.
When that was over and done with, he jumped out of the driver's seat and pulled himself over the truck, kicking his shoe on top of the rubber tire to accomplish that feat and chose to take a seat further in the back of the three connected teenager's situated on the tailgate in front of him.
The guitarist stared distractedly at the bursts of orange, pinks, and purple's of the brightly colored clouds hanging above them and idly admired the glow of the light blue sky, wishing right then and there that he had a joint to spark up, in order to further enjoy the scenery.
With the sun igniting the sky, it caused the clouds to shine a beautiful golden and orange hue, beams of light shining happily down on all of the band members as they sat and enjoyed the view before them. Neither of them caring if they were late for curfew, neither of them caring if they are charged for tresspassing on school grounds, and neither one of them giving a single shit if they were grounded longer.
Although, one of them did care for not being able to sit beside their significant other that they had in mind.
Out of the speakers of Kanda's truck, played "Night Moves" by "Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band." The volume turned up loud in order for them to hear the lyrics, as the three teenager's sang even louder.
The end.
Ah corny endings...How I missed typing you...*wipes tear*...
Hello again! Also, my goodness this chapter took five-EVER to get posted! I'm so terribly sorry! I'm trying though...hah.
This chapter was everywhere, jumping from here to there topic wise...And I was kind of apprehensive in posting it like it is...But I couldn't find any other way to fix it, and believe you me, I worked on this chapter thousands of times already! So I just fixed it up in certain places, put in a few more sentences and interaction between certain characters and there you have it, chapter 24!
I also included the song "Night Moves" for the ending of this chapter because...Well...I fucking LOVE Bob Seger, and listening to Bob Seger WHILST watching a sunset? That's just a fucking good time right there! I always wanted to include all four of them watching a sunset, just for that happy, peaceful moment. Now that I finally did, I think I can die happy knowing I inlcuded something I always wanted to write about inside my story.
Thank you all for reading.
-Hella
P.S: It's not really the end of the story, I just wanted to put that for my cheesy-corny self.