Byul & Hoshi note: F*CK SCHEDULES. THAT IS ALL. However, here's our New Year's resolutions: Finish Act I before graduation. And make Hoshi get abs for her cosplay. xD by the way, we now have a stargyaruz instagram so you can see sneak peaks of cover art, snippets of our original drafts, and peaks into our daily lives xD We'll also be putting up comments that really inspired us, so if you have an IG and see your comment up, then tell us and we'll tag you c: we have individual ones too. Ours are jershka (byul) and theakumakuma (hoshi)

Byul Why must all our teachers be trolls? Especially Mr. Cast xD
Hoshi Right? He tricked us into running for pizza. He started running to meet the delivery guy first and we decided to run with him and then we look around a few minutes later to see him walking way behind us and waving. And him playing card games is unfair. I mean, the man has a perfect poker face xD
Byul Damn theatre teachers and their poker faces.
Hoshi Here here!
Byul On another note, I think we should clarify, just once more, about our final take on when to update.
Hoshi Yes, I rather think we should. Ready? GO.
Byul F*CK.
Hoshi SCHEDULES.

Happy New Years! Even if you don't celebrate it, have an EXTRA nice day!

Show Biz: Act I

Scene IX:
O Kanda Kanda, Wherefore Art Thou Kanda?

Allen was tired.

But he wasn't just any tired. See, there's the 'I haven't gotten any sleep' tired, the 'I just got pummeled by a wild orangutan' tired, there's even the 'I haven't slept in a week and I was just stampeded on by a pack of orangutans and their zookeeper' tired. And then there's Allen. All of the above times thirteen to the power of nine.

They had him and Lavi recording from 5am until all hours of the night. That in itself was exhausting enough, but then people followed him everywhere. They were there from the moment he woke up, to the moment he fell asleep. There was even this on bathroom incident...ugh. Traumatizing to say the least. Needless to say, the show had gotten extremely popular. The projected demographic was mostly for older teenage boys, but it turned out that it had stretched to teenage girls, too. Hordes of them stalked him and chase after him. It was kind of cute at first, but Allen soon learned that they were just rabid wolves in sheep's clothing.

However, though he may complain that it was tiring, Allen truly loved his job. The plot to the show was amazing. It was incredibly fulfilling to be able to bring it to life. Not to mention that, whenever he was lacking in energy, Lavi always found some way to bring it up again.

Over the past month of filming, Allen had grown to think of Lavi as on of his best friends. The red-head was always finding ways to make him smile. Lavi was like a big bright bundle of jokes and laughs. His green eyes sparkled with glee whenever he made a joke (usually at someone else's expense). Allen actually really enjoyed his time with Lavi.

They spent hours together, just deepening their characters, talking, and helping each other out. It was the better part of the whole thing. He felt really close to Lavi, but he couldn't help feeling that sometimes Lavi was getting a bit too close...but...this was Lavi. His friend. He saw no harm in it, and it was only Lavi joking around.

The only downside to this entire thing was that he hardly ever got to see Kanda...

Filming took so long that, whenever he got back to the dorms, Kanda was either out recording his mini album or passed out on his bed. And Kanda got up even earlier than he did normally, so most of his recording sessions were even earlier than Allen's. He was already gone when he woke up.

Allen just hoped that they'd be able to talk more once season one was over, which wouldn't be too long now.

Lavi was on edge.

He was at his wits end. He didn't know what to do. He was practically pulling his hair out. Scratch that, he was pulling his hair out. He tossed his red extensions aside and rubbed his scalp in slight relief. But only slight. He didn't bother to clean off the stage makeup as they were only on a short break, and he didn't want to even try to take off the eccentric outfit he was in. He was still a bit edgy, and it was due to the horrible fact that he was getting...well...nowhere. And who, you may ask, was causing him such anxiety? None other than Allen, of course.

It was like every time he thought he was getting somewhere, it turned out he had taken another step back into the friend zone. It was horrible, this feeling in his chest. Thanks to the show they were spending a lot of time together. They were closer than ever, but Lavi could't have been farther from his goal.

He wanted to go out with Allen. Screw the fact that they were famous. Forget that he was totally and undeniably in love with that damn Yuu Kanda. He didn't even care that they were both guys. Allen was perfect and pure and solid. Lavi wanted Allen. No. He needed Allen.

When he was younger, his parents divorced and neither of them wanted to take him in, so they had just forked him over to his grandfather. The years went by, and Lavi went out with many different people of both genders, but none of them had lasted long. It wasn't that he was afraid of commitment. On the contrary, he was too committed. He was often the one dumped instead. Some people called it clingy. Some people called it obsession. Lavi himself didn't know what to call it. All he knew was that he needed something stable. Someone that would be there for him forever. Someone who wouldn't leave him alone. He shuddered at the thought. Alone. Just thinking about it frightened him. It brought up muddy memories of when he had nowhere to stay. Being pulled back and forth between one temporary home and the next. It was a horribly dark time in his life. No one loved him. No one wanted him. He had been, in every definition of the word, alone. Except, that is, for one brief moment.

xXx

In one particular foster home, he had hit an all time low. He was about ten, and he was already in a serious bout of depression. He felt as if no one would ever want him. What was the point of continuing if he wasn't needed by anyone? he had no dreams. No hopes. Just an empty hollow in his chest. These thoughts kept echoing in his head as he steadily climbed the stairs to the roof. He had felt determined as he pushed on the door...

...and it didn't budge. he tried again with a bit more force, and again, nothing.

"It won't open no matter how much you push."

Lavi spun around as he heard a voice behind him. A girl was standing there, observing him with a cold obsidian stare.

"Wh...wha...?" Lavi had said dumbly.

"They put a lock on it after the last kid tried to kill themselves."

Lavi's eyes widened. He'd been found out. And so easily too. He tried to play it cool, and act as if he wasn't about to do the very same thing.

"What idiot did that?"

The girl just quirked an eyebrow and responded, "Me."

Lavi flinched a bit at the strangely conversational tone in her voice. She didn't seem phased at all.

"...o...oh."

What am I supposed to say in this situation? Lavi thought desperately.

The girl just sighed and walked towards him. She held out her hand, palm up, and made a give-it-here motion. Lavi didn't know what she meant until she spoke.

"Your hand."

Lavi blushed a bit, but complied with the request.

"Now close your eyes," she said with a small glare to make sure he'd do it.

What the heck is going on? Lavi thought frantically. His mind was racing a mile a minute trying to figure out what would happen. Then he felt a sharp pain spread from the back of his hand all the way to his elbow and fingertips.

"YEOW!" he screamed as he instantly opened his eyes and snatched his hand away to hold it to his chest.

The girl was still standing there with her and held out, and her other hand was just above where his hand was a moment ago.

"You...you slapped me. That hurt!"

"Yeah it hurt. What did you expect falling off the roof would be like? That was for even thinking about killing yourself. I can tell you from personal experience that it wouldn't do you any good."

"Why are you even bothering me?" Lavi said, slightly ticked off, but feeling more ashamed than anything. "You don't know me. You don't know what I've been through. Why even help me?" Lavi spat angrily, taking is shame out on the girl.

She just gave him a long look and said, "The only reason I'm here today is because someone caught me before I hit the ground. Since I can't help that person, the least I could do was help another."

And without another glance, she just walked away.

But Lavi didn't leave it there. From then on he followed her around like a puppy. At first she seemed annoyed, then she accepted defeat and dealt with it once he didn't give up. They hardly talked, but Lavi learned that she wanted to become famous like her idol, though she wouldn't say who it was. Then, only a few days after their meeting, Lavi was told that it had been settled. He was going to live with his grandfather, who had come forward to claim him. As he lugged his suitcase out to the car, he spotted her watching from the gates. He put down his suitcase and walked over to her.

"Goodbye," she said simply.

"Yeah...bye..." Lavi responded a little hollowly.

She blinked and then sighed as she tousled his hair roughly. "Oi oi oi. No frowns. It's annoying...Besides, we'll see each other again. I'm gonna be famous, remember? Just find me then!"

"Really? It's a promise?" Lavi asked hopefully.

She held out her hand, palm up, and made a give-it-here motion. Lavi cradled his hand and glared at her suspiciously.

"I'm not going to slap you, you idiot. Just gimme your hand!"

She reached out and caught his hand then twined their pinkies together.

"So it's a pinky promise?" Lavi asked. This was reassuring. I mean, you just don't break pinky promises. It's...illegal...or something.

"Not yet, you have to chant first," she barked. Then she cleared her throat and shook their hands up and down as she said in a sing song voice, "Pinky Pledge! If you're lying, I'll make you drink a thousand needles and cut your finger."

"Wh-wh-what kind of pledge is that!?" Lavi asked, feeling a bit sick.

"Eh? You have to say it too," she said with a glare that now seemed more threatening than usual.

Lavi stuttered out the strange chant and they released each other's pinkies.

"That was weird. I've never made that kind of pinky promise before."

"You mean you don't do that here?" she asked.

Before he could ask what she meant, Lavi heard his Grandpa calling him from the car.

"I have to go now," Lavi sighed sadly.

"Hmph. Good riddance!" she said half heartedly.

"Bye...um...bye...uuuuh..." Lavi started. Then his eyes went wide and he screamed, "I don't even know your name!"

"Ugh. So loud. My name is ..." she replied.

"Okay! Bye, ...!" Lavi said as he ran off!

"What the...? Hey! Hey wait, what's yours!?" the girl yelled after the vehicle.

"... ...!" Lavi yelled, but he was already too far away.

xXx

No matter how hard Lavi tried, he couldn't remember her name. It was the only thing in his life he couldn't remember, and it made him angry every time he thought about it.

"Dammit! Photographic memory my ass!" he yelled as he kicked a tree on set when he thought no one was looking. He needed to vent though. He needed to calm down. He shouldn't have let the memory take him over, but it came up every now and then...

"Lavi? What are you doing?" Lavi heard from right behind him. He jumped around in surprise, and his scowl was instantly replaced with a smile.

"Allen! Don't scare me like that!"

"Sorry! What about your memory?" Allen asked innocently.

"Eh?"

"You just yelled something about memory. Are you having trouble with lines? Although I doubt you a-"

"Yes! I'm having trouble with lines! Mind helping me a bit?" Lavi instantly jumped on the chance to spend more time with Allen. The boy had a soothing influence on him. The kind that made him want to curl up and fall asleep and actually dream something nice for once.

But in his current get up, Lavi couldn't help but stare.

Allen hardly needed any make-up, but Lavi wasn't complaining for the simple touches they had put. Allen's eyes looked a bit more heavy. Less like a seventeen year old and more like a young man. His perfect cheekbones and jawline were accentuated by a bit of shadow and highlights. And his scar was painted in the typical silver, though Lavi never really cared for that touch. He'd seen Allen without the paint and always thought the scar only added to his facial features, sloping ever so slightly to cup his cheek. But Lavi figured Allen had his reasons, so he never really brought it up.

As for Allen's hair, it looked stunning. His bangs hung a bit in front of his face, but swooped gently to the right. The back was spiked in a messy way, looking tousled, but styled at the same time. A black and silver mask that was normally over his eyes was placed slanted slightly on the crest of Allen's head. A nice touch that accentuated how silver Allen's hair really was, making it seem to shine in the sunlight.

And his outfit. Dear Lord the leather. A vest that looked straight out of Edward Scissorhands with all it's buckles and straps, and pants that accentuated Allen's legs, which were actually pretty long, given his height, along with Allen's leather gloves and boots. They might as well have put him in a body suit. Then they finished the look by draping a cloak on Allen's back; a white-ish silver, to match his hair.

All in all, it looked perfect on Allen.

Allen just smiled irresistibly and said, "Of course I'll help you, Lavi."

God he loved the way his name sounded when Allen said it.

Unfortunately, it was mostly that guy's name that fell from his lips.

Lavi shook off the bad feelings creeping up on him and smiled at Allen. "Good. How about we practice over there on that bench?"

"Sure!" Allen chirped as they walked side by side to the small bench on set underneath a beautiful archway that looked straight out of a fantasy.

Well, technically it was.

With this setting, Lavi just hoped he could make a little bit of progress.

Kanda was stressed.

He was up to his neck with singing. He loved to sing, don't get him wrong, but there's a limit to how much of one thing a person can stand in a short period of time. He'd hardly had any human contact in the past month aside from Lenalee and the studio manager. Kanda was sick of going back and forth and back and forth.

I swear I'll make enough money soon to build our own studio here! Che, damn annoying. Kanda thought.

But today was the last day. He had finally finished that damn mini album. It was a lot tougher without the moyashi there to help, though he would never admit that to anyone.

He dragged himself up the stairs, leaving that slave-driver of a manager to her evil schemes and nearly walked in the door before he remembered that there was this thing called a doorknob and he needed to turn it to get to his bed. As soon as the bed was in sight, he leapt forward with uncharacteristic glee and plopped face first into the cushions. He curled his blankets around him like a cocoon. Extremely please with this position, he was about to knock out when...

"Oh Kandaaaa~!" he heard the devil's voice from behind him. He turned his head ever so slowly with a feeling of dread. His bad feeling only increased when he saw the look on Lenalee's face. That smile was never good. That smile meant more money for the company, which meant more work for Kanda.

"I called the director of The Demon and since your done he wants to start recording right away. Come on ya big caterpillar let's go!" she announced as she left to get the car ready.

Though he was sorely tempted to just inch his way across the floor in his cocoon, Kanda sighed, unwrapped himself, and trudged after her. A few minutes into the car ride, he noticed something.

"This isn't the way to the studio."

"Of course not, silly. We'll be recording on set. We're heading to the set of The Demon right now."

Instantly, an image of the moyashi came to the front of Kanda's mind. A rare smile graced his face as he whispered, "Is that so?"

Upon arriving on set, he was whisked away to the recording room, which was really a trailer decked out to act as a mini recording studio.

They handed him the lyrics and played out the melody on a piano that, for some reason, reminded him a bit of Allen. Maybe because it was all white? Either way, he had to learn everything from scratch. It was his first time recording a song that wasn't his own, so the whole thing was a bit bumpy, but all in all it was going rather smoothly.

He was almost done with the first song when the directer came in.

"I decided to drop by and see how things were going since the actors are on break. How are you doing, Kanda?"

"I'm doing fine Mr. Cast. I just need to put on the finishing to...tou..." Kanda was interrupted by a yawn that came unwillingly from his mouth. He flushed a bit in embarrassment and was about to apologize for the rudeness of it when Mr. cast raised a hand to stop him.

"It's fine. You can't help your strange bodily impulses. Why don't you take a break, hm? Get fresh and energized for the next song."

Surprised by the man's weird phrasing and generosity, Kanda gladly accepted. He thanked the director before taking his leave.

As soon as he stepped out of the trailer he smirked and said, "Actors on break, huh? Now, if I was a moyashi, where would I be?"

He wandered around a bit and decided to head for a big arch that he saw beyond some trees. When he was just a small ways away he heard voices, one of which sounded suspiciously moyashi-ish. He heard the word "demon" being shouted and came to the conclusion that the moyashi must still be doing something for the show, so he was content to lean against one of the trees and just listen.

"I thought I sensed a rat nearby. Come out, hunter," a somewhat annoying voice said, but he couldn't pinpoint who was speaking yet. Plus, their voice was rough, supposedly in character, so it was hard to tell.

"Your senses are as high as ever. As expected from a monster like you."

Kanda was surprised to hear such obvious hate in the moyashi's voice.

"Hmph, you're as easy to find as ever. As expected of a weak rat like you."

"Funny. Looks like this weak rat gave you quite a lasting memory if your arm is anything to go by," the moyashi responded coolly. Kanda was now distinctly impressed by how well Allen could act, and found himself trying to imagine the scene play out before him.

"After all this time, I finally have you cornered," Allen continued.

"Who's got who cornered now?" the other growled.

"Why you...! You tricked me!"

"Ahahahaha! What else did you expect from a demon, boy?"

"You're right. And to think I though you may have a semblance of honor in you. I...I...line!"

Kanda nearly fell as h was jerked out of the experience. So much for great acting...

"Ah! Allen! We were almost done!" A now familiar (and increasingly annoying) voice came from the archway.

Tch! Should have known it was the stupid rabbit.

"Well it's no fair! You're the only one with the script, Lavi. This is hard."

"It's my script and I'm the one with line trouble...or at least I'm supposed to be," Lavi teased. "Why don't you just come over here so we can read it together?"

"Okay."

"Eh?"

Kanda heard some shuffling and then he heard that bastard of a rabbit chuckle like he'd hit the jackpot. Disgusting. He really should intervene now...

He looked around the tree to see...Lavi leaning in way too close to Allen. And Allen was just...just...sitting there! Oblivious!

Then lavi did something that really sent him over the edge. He pulled Allen into the space between his legs and rested his head on the moyashi's shoulder.

"Eh! L-Lavi, what...?" the moyashi stuttered.

"It's easier for me to read this way."

Bullshit! Kanda yelled mentally.

"Oh, o-okay."

No! Not freaking okay! He's practically molesting you! Why don't you do somethi-

And then Kanda saw it. Allen was blushing. And smiling. and being perfectly happy all wrapped up in Lavi's arms when Kanda was about to kiss him just a few weeks prior. He had opened up. Yeah, he admits it. He'd opened up to the moyashi over and over. Bit by bit. He had come all the way out here, energized by the simple fact that he may have been able to see him for a while. To tease or joke or talk with him. And here he was. Perfectly content. Without him.

"Che!" Kanda said, before he stormed off in the opposite direction until getting back on the pavement and as far away from those stupid idiots as possible. he thought he heard his name being called, but he ignored it in favor of increasing the magnitude of his stride.

When he was a good distance away he had to take a minute to compose himself. He was breathing hard and trying to calm himself. He was Kanda. Kanda who never lost control. Always did exactly as he wanted. He was losing himself and it was all that damned moyashi's fault.

"Never...again...Never again you hear me!" he yelled towards the sky before finding a bench and collapsing on it, he energy spent. And wasted.

Allen and Lavi ran through their lines as they sat facing each other.

"After all this time...I've finally got you cornered," Allen growled.

"Who's got who cornered now?" Lavi purred.

"Why you...! You tricked me!" Allen yelled, pretending to see invisible foes rise up all around and capture him.

"Ahahahaha! What else did you expect from a demon, boy?"

"You're right. And to think I though you may have a semblance of honor in you. I...I...line!"

"Ah! Allen! We were almost done!" Lavi said in mild exasperation.

"Well it's no fair! You're the only one with the script, Lavi. This is hard," Allen pouted.

"It's my script and I'm the one with line trouble...or at least I'm supposed to be," Lavi teased. Allen was cute when he was like this. "Why don't you just come over here so we can read it together?"

"Okay."

"Eh?" Lave said, flabberghasted but extremely please by Allen's decision.

"Eh! L-Lavi, what...?" Allen stuttered as Lavi pulled him into a very compromising position. Having not had any contact with another human's flesh in quite some time, Allen couldn't help but blush.

"It's easier for me to read this way."

"Oh, o-okay..."

As long as it helps. Geez heart, slow down! This is Lavi...hahaha

Then he thought he heard...

"Kanda?"

And that's when his heart hit full throttle.

Lavi froze.

"He wouldn't be here Allen," lavi said in a forcefully cheerful tone that Allen didn't pick up on.

"Yeah...I guess..." Allen said, but he couldn't help looking around one more time. Then, sure enough, Allen spotted him down the way, rushing off somewhere.

"I knew it! Be right back Lavi!" Allen chirped as he ran off to find Kanda.

Lavi, his arms suddenly empty, had nothing to do but hug himself.

"Dammit...Kanda...!"

Allen was looking for Kanda. Not an easy thing to do with his horrid sense of direction, but he had a feeling that he was still near by; and sure enough, there he was, sitting on a bench and looking a the ground.

"Kanda!" Allen called happily as he walked over.

But Kanda didn't look up.

Thinking that the man must not have recognized his voice, he said, "Hey it's Allen!"

"I know perfectly well who you are moyashi. Did it occur to you that I just don't want to see your face right now?"

A sharp pain went through Allen's chest as he stopped dead in his tracks a few feet from Kanda.

"Wh...what?"

"You heard me, moyashi. Now go away."

"What are you saying?" Allen whispered, wounded.

At this point Kanda finally looked up, and his spiteful glare sent another lance straight through Allen's chest.

"I'm saying I don't want to be anywhere near you!"

"Kanda, what the heck happened? You're not like this usually. Why-"

"Why? Because I've had enough! That's why! I've had enough of you and your annoying face so why don't you just go back to your stupid show with that fucking stupid rabbit!" Kanda yelled.

"Oi, I don't know why the hell you're suddenly mad at me, but don't you dare take it out on my friend!"

By now, Allen and Kanda were practically yelling in each other's faces. They glared down each other's noses and Kanda growled, "Oh, and what'll you do about it, moyashi? Correct me? Defend him even more? Then what else is he, besides a stupid rabbit? Perhaps some retarded dog? Or a cheating cat?"

But Kanda never even expected the punch that came flying at his face. He staggered back and managed to keep his footing. Once he came out of his shock he reached a hand up to touch the cheek that was hit.

"You fucking dare...!" Kanda yelled as he ran at Allen and grabbed his collar. He pulled his fist back to punch the boy, but he made the mistake of looking into Allen's eyes – eyes full of anger and hurt – and froze for a split second.

Fuck.

But that moment was enough for Allen to raise his leg and kick Kanda's out from under him. The move backfired and Kanda ended up on top of Allen.

"What the hell Moyashi? You really put that stupid rabbit above me, your partner? What, do you like him or something! Hah! Friends? Don't make me laugh!"

Wrong move.

Allen's eyes flared as he summoned the strength to flip Kanda over. Kanda looked into Allen's wild eyes as one fist grabbed his collar, and the other was pulled back to knock him into the pavement. Kanda closed his eyes and braced for impact.

One second passed.

And another.

Then Kanda opened his eyes in shock as he felt something wet drip onto his face.

He immediately regretted everything he'd said and done, for the scene awaiting him when he opened his eyes was one he had hoped to never see again, much less to cause.

Allen hadn't used his fist to punch him, but had instead moved his hand to try and cover his face. He had tears streaming down his cheeks, and wasn't making a sound, though his body was wracked with horrible, silent sobs.

They stayed there a few more seconds before Allen managed to speak in a deep and trembling voice.

"How dare you. How dare you! You don't know anything at all! You said that so easily, even though for all this time I've...for you I've...! Damn you...you fucking..."

Allen wiped his face and stood up. Kanda laid there on the ground, unable and unwilling to move. Allen had started to walk away when he seemed to remember something. He turned his head a bit, not bothering to even look back and said, "Happy now? I don't want to see your face again either."

And then Allen was gone, leaving the biggest fool in the world to think about what he'd done.

"Let's go," Lavi heard from behind him.

"What happened? I thought you were with Kanda." Lavi asked venomously. Then he turned around and saw the state that Allen was in. He was instantly worried and sprang up next to the boy to inspect him. But Allen just brushed past him and kept walking.

"Wait, Allen, what happe- I said wait!" Lavi shouted, grabbing Allen's arm. He stopped, but didn't turn around.

Allen was silent for a moment before replying. "I was. He left. Now let go."

"No! Not until you tell me what happened! Did he do this because i swear I'll-"

"I don't..."

"Don't what!"

"I don't know, dammit!" Allen said, yanking his arm free. "We fought...we fought but I don't know why! It was so stupid! And...God, why does it hurt so bad? Why am I so confused because of this ass hole?" Allen asked himself, practically yanking his hair out.

"Because you love him," Lavi whispered painfully, just loud enough for Allen to hear. It hurt Lavi to have to say it out loud, but it was true. He saw Allen's back stiffen at the accusation.

"I...I don't...know anymore..." Allen admitted hollowly. And it was true. He didn't know the Kanda that had said and done those horrible things. That wasn't the Kanda he knew and it scared him, having to admit that he wasn't sure anymore about his own heart...

Lavi's eyes widened, but his shocked expression quickly changed to one of fatigue. "There you go, giving me hope again..." Lavi muttered to himself.

Allen turned to him, not having heard what he said, and froze when he saw the look of sadness in his friend's eyes.

Lavi looked right at Allen and said, "Allen, I'm going to ask you something. You have the right to accept it or not, but I want to let you know that these are my true feelings."

Allen looked a bit apprehensive as Lavi approached him, but still faced him head on.

Then Lavi did something unexpected. He reached up and brushed a stray hair away from Allen's face, then ran his fingers through the silver locks. Even more unexpected was that Allen didn't feel like pulling away. But the most unexpected thing of all was what Lavi asked him next.

"What about me then?"

Instantly, Allen's mind flashed back to when he and Lavi first met.

So it was true...all this time...

Lavi had liked Allen this whole time, but Allen hadn't even noticed it. Actually, it was even worse than that. He had down right ignored and denied it. He didn't want to risk the friendship he and Lavi had, but...but now he was alone, and he wasn't so sure what to do anymore.

So he came to a decision, and he looked Lavi straight in the eyes as a single word fell from his lips.

"Okay."

[Scene end.]

T.B.C.

Don't hate me.

Hoshi My laptop! My precious precious baby! *sobs while hugging her laptop* I'll never let my dad use you again! *sobs even more and kisses it*
Byul Geez, get a life!
Hoshi You shut your face! I didn't have my laptop for nearly TWO MONTHS. I WENT INTO WITHDRAWAL!
Byul Lesson learned, don't let your dad near your stuff. xD This is like the third technological device that he's broken.
Hoshi I had to order a completely new hard drive. I. LOST. EVERYTHING. All of my hard work. GONE. POOF. Everything I had saved on that hard drive. My games, my chapter outlines, my WIP, my drawings, my photos, and music, and programs, and AWESOMENESS. CORRUPTED! I...I haven't updated ANYTHING! Not my deviantart, or my tumblr, or my fanfiction. I've just been...empty! EMPTY I SAY! Hmph. HMPH!
Byul ...I care why?
Hoshi *extreme verge of tears* I THOUGHT WE HAD SOMETHING SPECIAL!
Byul Sure babe...sure...anyways, I'm (roughly) outlining each chapter now so it should help you get chapters done easier now c:
Hoshi You DO care! *leaps in for a hug*
Byul *smacks* Yeah. But only a little bit c:
Hoshi Aw, you're mean!
Byul Yeah, well, YOU'RE USELESS. xD
Hoshi If they don't know where that's from, they should totally watch Naruto Abridged. xD