December 25
The day had finally arrived, and every member was preparing for the interesting night ahead of them. Well, at least Lenalee was getting ready. Allen, Kanda, and Lavi were all planning to go in their regular attire, figuring that the grandness of the event had been over exaggerated. Lucky for them, Lenalee had foreseen this…let's just say that she had a *cough* backup plan.
5 O'clock PM
It was finally five, the Masquerade could finally begin! Lenalee had been there the entire day helping with the decorations, so the idea of her old friends coming sounded amazing. She really hoped that the night would turn out perfectly. It had taken her hours to set up the hall, every detail, no matter how small, had been dedicated a good amount of time. It was her OCD side showing. She jumped at the sound of trumpets blaring in the background, abruptly bringing her out of her daydreams.
"Announcing Sir Lavi, former exorcist of the Innocence Club," Shouted one of the men waiting at the huge door. So, Lavi was the first to arrive. Lenalee wondered who would arrive next. Allen probably got lost… She sweat dropped as she approached Lavi.
"Lenalee, it's been so long!" Lavi exclaimed as she crushed her in a hug.
"BACK OFF OF MY LOVELY LENALEE!" Uh oh, Lavi thought, it must be Komui… He quickly released her and raised his arms grinning.
"Okay, okay, you got me." Lenalee gave a huge sigh. Her brother had not changed, at all.
"Nii-san, calm down. It was only a hug!"
"But you never know Lenalee! It may start out like that, but the-"
"Don't worry! I don't like Lenalee like that." Lavi replied, cutting off Komui. Trumpets blared again.
"Announcing Miranda, former exorcist of the Innocence club!" Miranda walked in, dressed in an elegant black dress with her hair pulled back in a delicate bun, and a sparkling feathered mask. Lenalee ran over.
"Miranda, you look amazing!" She blushed and smiled.
"Thanks," she started to lean on a table. BAM! It fell. "I AM SO SORRY!" Miranda yelled as bent to her feet in an attempt to clean up the mess. Fruit punch, chips, veggies, and fruit now littered the floor.
"It's fine Miranda," Lenalee said as she tried to calm her down, "I'll have one of our assistants clean it up."
"O-O-O-okay" Phew, Lenalee thought, that was close. Miranda had never been the most …coordinated of people. Lenalee looked around and smiled. While they had been sorting out the small accident, many people had arrived. She loved seeing all the familiar faces; finders and exorcists even if they were all wearing masks. She was slightly disappointed though, when she saw that neither Kanda nor Allen was there. Things just weren't the same without them, plus she couldn't begin with her… um… fun without them. Oh well, She thought as she began to tour the room, complimenting people on their outfits, and giving out hugs to her much missed friends to her brother's horror. She decided to forget the little incident two years ago; just for tonight.
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"Crap! I'm late!" Allen exclaimed as he woke up from having dozed off. He got up from his couch and ran into the bathroom to tame his wild, messy hair. No time to change, he thought. He raked a comb through it, then looking at the time again; dashed out of his room heading for the hall the Masquerade Ball was at. It was 6:15.
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"That's wrong!" Kanda yelled at one of his students, emitting a murderous aura, "It's like this, Baka." He demonstrated the intricate move once more for his students. None of them deserves to even fucking touch a katana, He thought irritated. He glanced at the clock, it was 6:00.
"Fuck! I have to go, class is dismissed." Kanda yelled, realizing he had somewhere to go. All his students gave a sigh of relief. "What was that?" Kanda glared at them, but quickly ran to the backroom to neaten up. He ended up only straitening his ponytail and changing out of his training clothes into jeans, a t-shirt, and button up coat. The stupid Masquerade Ball couldn't be that formal. He ran out of the dojo. It was 6:15.
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Lenalee was starting to get worried. Neither the white haired nor raven haired exorcists had arrived yet, despite the fact that both of them had sent back an RSVP. Everyone else was there, and she really wanted to start with her plan.
"Sorry I'm late!" Allen had just burst through the door, huffing and puffing. He gasped as he looked around the room. There were hundreds of people, all of which were dressed extremely formally, and wearing masks. He cursed to himself, he had forgotten his mask. He continued to stare though, as the decorations were amazing. Streamers, balloons, sparkles, ice sculptures, a chandelier, you name it. It was there, and the food! There were tables filled with everything you could imagine. There was even soba.
"Damn it!" Kanda swore as he stumbled through the door out of breath.
"Kanda, Allen, you're here!" Lenalee exclaimed, completely forgetting about all her grudges against the pair of exorcists. "Neither of you are dressed properly." She said frowning, but quickly smiled. Allen blushed and laughed nervously while Kanda simply stared. "Follow me; I have outfits for all of you. That includes you, Lavi." She turned and began walking towards the back. Allen, Kanda, and Lavi's faces were as white as a sheets.
"I'm scared." Allen muttered as he followed Lenalee obediently. He froze for a second though, with the feeling of a big, warm, familiar hand on his back. It was Kanda comforting him.
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Lavi was confused. When did Kanda come back, and why didn't Allen seem happy if he was back? They had been lovers in high school after all…
"Here Lavi." Lenalee shoved a bag at him. Lavi looked inside and paled.
"W-W-What's this?"
"Your outfit, put it on!" Lavi was afraid of that. He looked over to Allen and Kanda who were holding similar bags and gulped.
"What's wrong with my clothes?" Lavi started laughing nervously, "It's fine Lenalee, I don't need a costume."
"Just go put it on!" Lenalee shoved him into a changing room. "You too, Kanda and Allen!" They rolled their eyes, but knew better than to argue with her. Her brother was here after all.
Lavi sighed as he unloaded the contents of the bag. Immediately he sweat dropped.
"You really want me to wear this?" He shouted out at Lenalee. Inside the bag were boots, tattered shirt and pants, and a hat. The mask was a classic Venetian one with a long nose. He was a pirate.
"Of course! You'll look amazing. It will compliment your eye patch, now hurry up!"
"What the fuck?" Lavi heard Kanda swearing. Now he was even more nervous, what had Lenalee plotted for Kanda and Allen? He decided he should just change. He undressed, and carefully pulled on the shirt and stepped into the pants. Slipping on the boots, he felt rather nostalgic. They felt just like his old exorcist boots.
"You almost done, Lavi?"
"Yeah," Lavi put on the hat and mask and walked out. "So where are Kanda and Allen?"
"Well… Kanda's hiding in the corner, and Allen refuses to come out of the dressing room…"
"What costumes did you give them?"
"Umm…Hehe.."
"She. gave. me. a fucking. kimono." Kanda was not happy, and he was not afraid to let the whole world know, but as Lavi looked at him he was surprised. Never had he seen Kanda in traditional Japanese clothing, but it suited him. It was black with a slight pink sash in the middle. His mask was pure black. He almost looked like a girl despite the male style, not that he would ever tell him though. After all, mugen was still strapped tightly to his waist. "Where's the fucking Moyashi?"
"There is no way in hell I am ever coming out of here." Allen sounded pretty set on keeping his word.
"You better come out, or I'll drag your sorry ass out of there myself!" Kanda yelled.
"You will not drag my sorry arse out!"
"And why not?"
"Because!"
"Moyashi"
"What, baKanda?"
"You are acting like fucking child. I am coming in now."
"Nooo!" Too late, Kanda had entered. His jaw dropped to the ground.
"What the fuck are you wearing Moyashi?" Allen stood in the middle of the dressing room wearing a beautiful, shining, pink kimono. It had a black sash around his waist, matching with Kanda's perfectly. His mask was a simple silver one with intricate designs on the surface.
"I have no clue, why don't you go ask Lenalee!"
"What the hell is going on in there?" Lavi asked, still oblivious to Allen's situation. He walked in and fell to the floor laughing.
"A-A-AND I THOUGHT M-M-MINE WAS BAD" Lavi spluttered out, still madly laughing on the ground. "It suits you Allen!"
"NOT FUNNY LAVI!"
"Okay," Lenalee said smiling, obviously proud of her work, "Who's ready to go party?"
"GO THE FUCK AWAY!" They yelled in unison.
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Somehow, Lenalee had dragged them out. She may have used her secret weapon (her clipboard) to knock Allen out, but hey, he wouldn't come out any other way. Currently, Allen was collapsed in Kanda's arms, and he didn't look like he was going to wake up anytime soon.
"Where can I put down the damn Moyashi?" Kanda may have appeared to be uncomfortable about the sleeping, or rather unconscious Moyashi in his arms, but it comforted him. Something about it just felt right.
"Why Yuu, Yuu don't like holding him? Does it bother Yuu?" Lavi was extraordinarily good at getting on Kanda's nerves.
"DON'T USE MY FIRST NAME!" His hands were inching towards his deadly sword.
"Okay, okay, just asking."
"People are fucking staring!" Kanda had a point; he was getting a lot of curious glances. The infamous Kanda Yuu was cradling Allen Walker, who was currently dressed in a pink kimono, in his arms. That wasn't weird at all… At that moment he felt something fall on his arm. He looked down to find a small paint chip. That was weird… he looked up. He was standing below the beautiful chandelier. Must've been from the ceiling. He didn't bother telling the others, it was just a paint chip after all, right?
"Fine, we can go sit over in the dining section." Lenalee said slightly disappointed. She loved watching Kanda hold Allen. His usual scowl disappeared from his face, improving his looks a lot, not that he wasn't already super hot…
They walked over to the fancily decorated tables. They were long with black table cloths and had silver sparkles shimmered on top. Each spot at the table had its own neat array of dining ware for the abundant amounts of food in the middle.
"Do I smell food?" Allen whispered. Lavi and Lenalee burst out laughing, and Kanda resisted the strong urge to face palm.
"So you don't wake up to all this fucking noise around you, but you smell food and immediately get up? What is wrong with you Moyashi?" Kanda asked with a sigh. Allen was a complete mystery to him.
"Yes, do you have a problem with that baKanda?"
"I dare you to say that again!"
"baKanda" The two were beginning to emit a murderous energy, and their faces were but inches apart.
"Guys, guys, break it up! Unless you were going to kiss…" Lavi broke in. Kanda and Allen's faces reddened as they awoke to their situation.
"Che." Kanda quickly dropped Allen, who looked slightly hurt in return.
"Whatever." Allen was starving. "I am going to go eat." He sat down at the table and began to load his plate. Suddenly the music stopped, and an announcement sounded,
"Now, we'd like to bring up a special guest!" Allen continued to load his plate, completely uncaring of his surroundings. What? He was really hungry. "Allen Walker, we'd love to hear you play! There is a piano and a microphone up here." Allen jumped. Why him?
"You going, Allen? They called you," Lenalee encouraged. He pouted. He didn't get to eat.
"Your food can wait Moyashi." Kanda had read Allen's mind. He shivered. That was creepy.
"Fine, fine I'm going, but do I have to wear this?" He didn't really want to sing in front of his old companions dressed as a girl.
"Yes, now hurry up!" Lenalee yelled. Allen started trudging towards the stage. It took him a considerable amount of time before he finally reached it. At that point all he could think was don't trip, don't trip. The hem of his kimono brushed against the ground.
"Okay, let's have a round of applause for Allen!" The crowd broke out cheering. Allen sat down on the piano bench nervously. What had he gotten himself into? He let out a huge breath and his fingers met the keys. Everyone caught their breath. He was amazing. He was practically shining. His voice rang out, leaving everyone speechless.
Soushite bouya wa nemuri ni tsuita
ikizuku hai no naka no honoo
hitotsu futatsu to
ukabu fukurami itoshii yokogao
daichi ni taruru ikusen no
yume yume
Gin no hitomi no yuragu yoru ni
umare ochita kagayaku omae
ikuoku no toshitsuki ga
ikutsu inori wo tsuchi e kaeshitemo
Watashi wa inori tsuzukeru
douka konoko ni ai wo
tsunaida te ni kisu wo
Soushite bouya wa nemuri ni tsuita
ikizuku hai no naka no honoo
hitotsu futatsu to
ukabu fukurami itoshii yokogao
daichi ni taruru ikusen no
yume yume
Gin no hitomi no yuragu yoru ni
umare ochita kagayaku omae
ikuoku no toshitsuki ga
ikutsu inori wo tsuchi e kaeshitemo
Watashi wa inori tsuzukeru
douka konoko ni ai wo
tsunaida te ni kisu wo
Watashi wa inori tsuzukeru
douka konoko ni ai wo
tsunaida te ni kisu wo
He held the last note, giving off a resonating tone. His performance had been flawless, and no one disagreed. Not even Kanda. He just stood in the corner by the tables watching in awe as the Moyashi bowed and slowly exited off the stage. In fact, he was so infatuated with the damn Moyashi that he almost didn't notice the creaking sound from the ceiling. By the time he did it was too late. The chandelier fell.
"Allen, WATCH OUT!" Kanda darted through the crowd, bumping into many people on his way, but he didn't care. Moyashi, his Moyashi was about to be crushed. He was a few feet away when a sharp jab of pain struck his head. A million memories ran through his head, and he remembered everything. "Happy Birthday, Moyashi," he whispered before he fell to the ground, unconcious.
This turned out a bit longer than expected... Well, thanks for reading! I hope you liked it :) Reviews would be awesome!
-Pathless ^-^