The Working Title that wont fit ANYWHERE: This Is Quite a Long Title For a Story Simply About What To Do Or Not To Do On a Rainy Day

Baccano! isn't mine, though how I wish it were.

(Fail)Luck:

He tapped his cheek rather impatiently, just as restless as anyone had ever seen him. It was raining outside.

Sometime it calmed him, even when he was already pretty calm. That's when the rain was light and the day was cloudy and cool. Certainly, that's how it started out. As the day stretched on and on, however, it grew more and more troublesome. Darker. Stormy.

He wasn't afraid of storms, no, they just seemed to hinder life itself. And they wet his hats, when he got caught in rather sudden storms. He liked his hats and preferred them dry.

He momentarily closed his eyes as Keith scraped the table full of playing chips towards himself. Berga accused him of cheating, and they had a rather one-sided argument because Keith answered with one word and Berga pretty much said the rest. One chip rolled over to the absentminded Gandor and he looked down at it, then up at his losing hand, blinking.

He payed attention just long enough to win nearly the entire table back, but then his mind wandered elsewhere...

Usually around this time of month, Eve sent him a letter...

Eve

"Oh no!" She didn't notice up until that very moment that it was raining outside, or she would have run out to retrieve her mail much sooner. She tried to pull her hair back and stuff it into a hat, and quickly threw on a jacket and some shoes. She muttered the same two words again in increasing alarm as she stumbled around, and others tried to find out why she was so upset. Their words didn't reach her (or even complete themselves) as she disappeared outside. The rain splashed up at her from the puddles below, but could not catch her, she moved so quickly.

She stopped at the old box and stood on her tip toes to look inside, seeing that it was already filling with water it had collected. (this thing really had to be replaced!) She reached, straining with all her might before she retrieved her target, which now was wet and sagging in her hands; Luck's name was barely legible as most of the ink had already started running its course off the letter.

"It's Ruined..." She sighed as the rain started down harder.

She wrote to Luck once or twice a month, asking how he was, telling him how she was, and how the current search for her brother, Dallas, was going. When she wrote these letters, she always took time out of the day to craft them word by word, like it was carefully constructed artwork. It was unclear even to herself why she put so much hard work into these letters, but she did, and had no problem doing the same each time. Most of the time, he didn't answer back, but every so often, when he did, they were short, intelligent letters of gratitude that always managed to make her feel completely happy, no matter what she had been feeling previously.

"I worked so hard on this one."

She paused, having realize that what she thought was the rain finally letting up was an umbrella being held over her head. When she thought it was someone from her house, however, she was very surprise to come face to face with the letter addressee.

"W-When did you get here?" She questioned, bewildered before realizing how out of character that was for her and covering her mouth out of embarrassment.

"I was going to ask you that." Luck nodded as she came to the realization she had walked over to the Gandor's usual hangout, soggy letter in hand.

"I'm so sorry." Her cheeks flared red at how stupid she felt she was being, but Luck only shook his head. "I'll walk you most of the way home, then you can take my umbrella the rest of the way." It probably wasn't safe for him to walk all the way over to her house, but he'd take her as close as he could.

She thought about this for a moment. "B-But... then you'll have to walk home in the rain." She said concerned.

"It's alright." He said, tipping his hat to her. "I brought a hat."

Eve didn't know how quite to reply other than with a shy nod. Suddenly the same rain that had caused such a bad mood in both of them didn't seem so bad.

Lua

She didn't dress up very often anymore, why dress up for anyone but Ladd? She looked so plain now, without her classic white dress. She almost made a sign of Mourning. She truly missed Ladd and couldn't help feel a little at fault with the results on the train. She usually stopped him from getting in trouble, not be one of the causes of it. Now he was in jail and she was out, all alone, by herself.

This isn't to say that the White suits or the Russos didn't take care of her- they did, certainly (Or someone would have to answer to Ladd when he got out, they guessed that much) and took care of her to the best of their ability, but it was just obvious they weren't him.

She blinked as one raindrop, like a tear from the heavens, landed on her face and slid down her cheek. Then there was another, then another. She remembered her current location now, sitting on a bench in a part, watching the couples that went by; remembering the times she spent with her beloved. She hadn't even noticed when the dark clouds came in overhead. Maybe they were there the entire time, who knew.

Steadily the rain fell on her and the rest of the park- perhaps the rest of the city. As the couples, people, and children ducked for cover, she found herself wondering if she was ready to move yet.

Then she remember... how Ladd rather disliked the rain for a fickle reason. It brought a smile to her face.

Ladd

"Auh, its rainin'!" the platinum blond said in despair. He stared out of his window for a while. "How terrible. So heart breakin!" He put a hand over his own heart. "Why, I remember the last time I went out with my boys and the love of my life... it was just like it was yestuhday. There was blood and guts everyweah and the stupid rain washed it all away- it was horrahble, just horrahble, I'll tell you that-"

"Keep it down in there!" Some guard shouted at the prisoner.

"Why dont ya keep yer damn mouth shut instead while I'm talkin, unless you think you can come in here and shut me up, you piece of shit~" He listened out, pausing to try and judge the guard's temper. When he didn't hear anything, he continued. "Well, ah guyess that means you're just some scardy bastahd that let the prisoners do what the hell they want~!"

He still wasnt taking the bait. The guard shouted at him once again, but when Ladd reacted with a curt "Well- YAH MOM'S." The guard came to confront him, and was greeted with a grin.

"So you'se a little mama's boy, are ya? Can't bare anyone talkin bad about her." In seconds flat he had the guard on the floor, holding his neck. "Do you love 'ah? As much as I do my deauh sweet haht, Lua? She was there with me, you know, when all my beautiful work was washed away wit tha rain. Oh how I ranted and raved and everahthin~ But she listened to every single word~ So she knows how much I hate tha rain!" He squeezed tighter. "But what I know, and what you know, is that it ain't rainin' in here, so I guess we're in luck!"

with wide eyes, the guard began to struggle, but it was much to late to do anything else beside watch the madman end his life.

A low chuckle rumbled from the man's throat, but one look up at the clouds though his window brought forth those memories of freedom, as well as the memories with Lua. Damn, he missed those two things, and not in that order.

"Damn rain... always have to be ruinin' everahthin."

I do apologize for my fail!Ladd accent- the Ladd I rp with is just so super amazing with her rp and accent that I had to try ;w;

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