Chapter Two: Those Years...And the Destruction of a Library

Luce Worth was thirteen-years old when he first kissed Lamont and aided in the totally destruction of the public Library.

Usually no one should remember their years as a freshly pubescent teen with no life in the works but it was almost impossible not to forget when it came to Luce and Lamont's year of chaos and crushes (though both will deny the latter). It all had to start with their stupid history teacher assigning some stupid paper to be written. Now back in those days they didn't have computers (or rather did, however Worth holds strong to the fact that he didn't own one) and had to rely on the public Library. Now to get one thing straight, Luce wasn't a terrible kid at school until college but aside from that he was pretty all right before.

"This is stupid!" Luce hissed, picking the paper of dread up from his desk to stare at it. They were to work in pairs of two (easy) and research a topic relating to the renaissance (stupid). Luce had never been one to love history, the whole point was that it was the past and he didn't see why he had to remember what happened back then. It was even worse that they had to remember all the bad stuff and hardly any of the good! It was just stupid and he hated that he would have to do the paper or risk failing the class. Luce didn't fail anything, that was something he made sure of…Except maybe the occasional fight with Lamont.

Speaking of, Lamont was less pessimistic about homework and saw it more of an opportunity to learn, though over the three years they'd known one another, Luce had noticed that Lamont always seemed to know everything. And that was no exaggeration, Lamont knew about everyone and everything that happened to do with the time and place. It was always weird that Lamont knew these kinds of things but it sometimes really came in handy and what the next day held would prove that the skills the Italian had were indeed amazing.

"We'll work together, right Luce?" The older asked with a smile, having always been the lighter in moods over the two, even in their fights. Luce shot the other a glare but nodded, not about to pass up working with the kid who knew it all.

"Fine but let's not waste time, we'll go to the library after school." Lamont gave a quick nod before returning to his seat at the front while Luce held steady in the back. The very next day would prove to be more than either of them had expected. They had decided on the research date as soon as possible and meet up just outside Luce's home. "Why can't we go to your house after studying?" The teen mumbled, his friend looking over at him with a shrug.

"If we did we'd have to put up with a bunch of guys working on the floors and that can get noisy. So let's just go." Giving Lamont a warning punch Luce hurried ahead before the older could react, smirking as he heard the pained grumbles. The Public Library in the city of bustling idiots was quite a large one. With two stories of books Luce could only grimace at the sight.

"S'gonna be like finding a needle in a haystack full of insulation." Lamont snorted at the others words, finding Luce funnier then the blonde intended.

"Well let's hurry and go in then." The two traveled inside, library cards in hand and ready to check out the books needed. To say he was right was an understatement. The Library was humongous and the two teens spent an hour simply searching for their books, neither once thinking to use the search computer. By the time they found it, both were agitated and more than a little pissy. The books had been (of course) all the way at the back where no one thought to ever start a search.

"Dammit!" Luce growled, yanking the books off the shelf one by one. Lamont reached out to grab his wrist.

"Luce don't be an idiot! Take your damn time and read the titles!" The blonde reacted by turning and punching Lamont square in the jaw. The black haired male stumbled back, rubbing his sore jaw before glaring at the younger. It's been started and there was nothing, or no one who could stop it. Lamont tackled the blonde, practically squishing his still tiny body. Luce had never outgrown that ten-year old figure and retained the same weight, giving Lamont a great advantage. Pulling back his fist the Italian teen slammed it into Luce's gut, knocking the air out of the blonde and rendering him helpless for a spilt moment. And that was all the time he needed. Punching Luce in the nose he again broke it for the….tenth of so time.

"God…Fucking Lamont!" The teen hissed, kicking the older in the crotch to get him off. Lamont did roll off, only to be pushed up and against one of the bookshelves. The push was just enough to tilt the shelf over, knocking it down and into another, and another, another. A domino effect took place and followed in the destruction of the lower half.

"Shit Luce…Let's get out of here." Lamont growled, signaling Luce to follow him out the emergency exit. Lamont then proceeded to talk their way out of the entire situation in less than a few minutes.

"It's your fault, if your fat ass hadn't been so heavy then the bookshelf wouldn't have toppled." The blonde argued, his nose patched up to keep him from touching it while Lamont held an ice pack to his bruising jaw.

"Tch…if you hadn't been so pissy then we wouldn't have fought." Luce snickered.

"Yes well fighting is always the best thing." Lamont couldn't help but chuckle at the other and agree.

"I suppose you might be right there…."

The two teens and or criminals of a recently destroyed Library found themselves in their hideout, Luce's bedroom with ice cream in hand. Lamont was always a messy eater and it didn't take a genius to see the small bit of ice cream on the corner of his lips. Luce wasn't gay, he swears but whenever him and Lamont fought he couldn't help but feel something different for the older male. It was…kind of like a crush except he wasn't gay (but so was and alter admitted it at 20).

"You've got something there you stupid…" Luce mumbled, leaning in to brush their lips together ever so softly.

Luce Worth was thirteen-years old when he helped Lamont destroy a Library, kissed his best friend and didn't get punched for it. All in all he thinks it's been a pretty good year. Except MAYBE for that B- on the report.