The Only Thing I'm Missing

by Chrome Hearts

He was always the mysterious one; the one whom people were always cautious around. She was the outgoing one; quick to make friends. But, with an unlikely turn of events, she retreated into an impenetrable shell. He was the only one who could help her. She built a protective wall around her heart to stop herself from getting hurt. He broke it down.

5. Four: Girlfriend?

Title; The Only Thing I'm Missing
Repertoire; 04 Girlfriend?
Authoress; ChromeHearts
Fandom; My Candy Love
Main Focus; Lysander x Candy
Rating; K+

A/N: I would have gotten this out sooner… But I was somewhat hung-over. And had no intention whatsoever of getting out of bed that day. Not to mention I crashed at my friends' house, and, because the two of them recently moved house, they have no internet.
Written to celebrate the release of Episode Nine! Hurray! :D
Erm, okay. Since some of you might be on the earlier episodes still, I feel obliged to tell you that this chapter may contain spoilers for you if you haven't made it past episode six yet. So, if you don't want some of it to be spoiled, I suggest you only read the first paragraph? It's up to you, really.
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~The Only Thing I'm Missing~

"Girlfriend?" I murmured to myself, picking at my ice cream thickshake with the tip of my straw.
"He can't have a girlfriend."
"Can't he?" a voice laughed and I looked up, embarrassed.
Tyson sat opposite me, twirling his straw around in his own drink, a grin spreading across his face.
"Why can't Lysander have a girlfriend?" he asked.
My brows knitted tightly together and I frowned at him.
"I wasn't talking to you, Tys."
His smile grew, reaching his eyes, before he threw his head back and laughed happily.
"I'm kidding, Janey, I'm kidding. Chill, okay?"
I shook my head at him, a smile playing across my own lips.
"You always know how to make me feel better," I said, taking a sip of my thickshake.
"I know," he grinned. "I guess you can call me your best friend, then!"
I mumbled my agreement, hand covering my mouth as I attempted not to spray him with icy milk.
He had noticed my sudden change of mood after discovering Lysander's secret, and, in an attempt to cheer me up, took me out for a milkshake. Highly unnecessary, if you ask me. His personality alone is enough to make anybody smile, or lift any mood.
"So then," Tyson began seriously, placing his cup on the table in front of him. "What's so bad about Lysander having a girlfriend?"
I shook my head furiously. "Nothing."
With a roll of his eyes, Tyson looked around the small café; we were nestled in a small booth in the corner, away from the other diners.
"Really," he urged diligently. "Tell me. No one will hear you. Do you like Lysander? Is that why you were so upset?"
Again, I shook my head. "No… I… I don't like him."
Tyson laughed sarcastically. "Of course. That explains why you were glaring daggers at the two of them. I swear, if looks could kill; we'd all have died there and then. But, I still think you aren't telling me the truth, Janiel."
I bit my bottom lip. As much as I'd like to tell him the truth, I just couldn't seem to bring myself to.
Perhaps it had something to do with the underlying fear of him laughing at me if I told him, or worse; Telling Lysander himself – Tyson, after all was his friend. Or perhaps, it was because I was unsure about my feelings towards a boy that I wasn't entirely friends with to begin with. I definitely felt something towards Lysander – he made me an uneasy, nervous wreck whenever he was near me. But, I wasn't exactly sure if it could be classified as 'love'. After all; he probably just thought of me as his best friends little sister. The one who he got stuck consoling whilst she cried her eyes out over a boy.
Tyson cleared his throat and I could tell he was waiting for an answer.
"Well?" he asked, tilting his head slightly to the side.
"I…" I sucked in a deep breath. I can do this… I have to! "I was just disappointed that he didn't tell me that he had a girlfriend." No! I can't do this! "It's not exactly something you hide from your friends."
"I knew about it," Tyson said, nonchalant.
"Yes," I began, a little more slowly than intended. "But I didn't."
Tyson's lips tugged upwards into a mischievous smile.
"You said it wasn't something you'd keep from friends."
"Yeah?" I asked. I wasn't quite sure where he was going with this. "And?"
"Well," he said smoothly. "You're not Lysander's friend. You're his friend's little sister. I don't really see the need for him to go around telling everyone's relatives."
"Oh," I mumbled dumbly. So that was where he was going with this.
"Hey, don't get upset!" Tyson laughed, raising his hands in the air. "I didn't mean it like that, I'm sorry Janiel. What I meant, was…" He furrowed his brows, attempting to string together an adequate response. When he was finally satisfied with his answer, his face lightened again. "What I meant was, if I had a girlfriend, I wouldn't go around telling Lysander's great aunt twice removed now, would I?"
I smiled slightly. "You have a point."
"Don't I always?" Tyson laughed.
Not really. "Yes, Tyson. Yes, you do."

~The Only Thing I'm Missing~

Lysander's Viewpoint

I swirled the dark liquid inside my tea cup around, gazing uninterestedly at it. Castiel was on the couch opposite mine, his body draped across it relaxed, his hands tucked behind his head, his eyes glued to the roof. I had invited him over to my brother's and my apartment after band practice, and, since his arrival, the two of us had sat in constant, but comfortable silence. I wasn't exactly sure what had gotten into Janiel this afternoon. One minute, she was her usual, bubbly and incredibly enthusiastic self, bouncing off the walls on the way to band practice. And then, when she was helping Tyson pack up his drum kit, she suddenly seemed dark and distant. The cold glare in my direction was uncalled for, not to mention completely unnecessary. Not to mention the unexplained silence. Such a drastic change from her usual self. Something had to be wrong with her. But what? Maybe Tyson said something and it offended her… That wouldn't be the first time that has happened. That boy really doesn't have a censor in his mind to decide when something is appropriate or not.
My brows furrowed together as I contemplated this. It was logical, yes, but what could he have said to have offended Janiel so greatly?
Placing my long-gone-cold cup of tea on the small coffee table in front of me, I sighed. Castiel seemed to be snapped out of relaxed, oblivious state, and, he turned his head slightly, his dark grey eyes fixed on mine.
"Something wrong?" he asked and I shook my head.
"Nothing at all."
Castiel frowned. "I know you're lying to me, Lys," he said flatly.
To most people, the conversation would never make it past this point. I generally didn't let people know what I was thinking, as they usually continued to stick their nose into the situation. But, as Castiel was my best friend, and, my problem, after all, was his sister, I didn't really see the harm in telling him.
Rather than drawing the conversation out any longer than necessary, however, I decided to get right to the point.
"Why was Janiel so mad?" I asked.
Castiel laughed. "Is that all? She's always mad at me, so there's nothing new there."
I shook my head. "No, not like that. I mean…" how was I going to explain this to him? He obviously didn't notice her sudden change in mood. "She was perfectly fine before band practice."
"Yeah," Castiel muttered darkly. "Her usual annoying self. What of it?"
I sighed again. "You didn't notice her change of mood after band practice finished? I was hoping you knew why."
Laughing, Castiel made a face. "It's called a mood swing, Lys. All girl's do it, so you better get used to it soon. As for why…. Erm…. I dunno," he shrugged. "Girl problems?"
"Girl problems?" I asked. "She has problems? Have you tried talking to her about them?"
This seemed to have pushed Castiel over the edge. He rolled off the couch in a fit of laughter that was borderline hysterical, his hands clutching his sides as though he was in pain.
I frowned at him, waiting for him to stop laughing. Eventually, his head surfaced above the coffee table, his eyes watering, a wide grin on his face.
"I'm not going to talk to her about them. I'm really not."
"In any case," I said slowly. "She needn't be offended by whatever it was Tyson said to her. Her sour mood was a little on the overreaction side."
"Tyson said something to her?" Castiel sniffed, as he attempted to heave his body back onto the couch. "Eh, oh well. She needs to learn to not get worked up about what that boy says."
I smiled slightly. It was typical of Castiel to enforce the 'learn through experience' approach on his younger sister.
"So, she's not mad at me?" I asked slowly.
Castiel shook his head as he wriggled his body on the couch in an attempt to get comfortable.
"Nah, why would she be? She's not actually mad. Or, actually…. It's nothing that she won't get over in a day or two."
I made a quiet noise to show that I had understood.
Reaching out for my icy cold up of tea, I began to swirl the dark liquid around once more.
One thing was for sure. Castiel hadn't seen the look that Janiel gave me.

~The Only Thing I'm Missing~

A/N: Yeahhh, not much of a spoiler there. But I thought I'd be cautious. Just in case.
Hope you enjoyed the update and the attempt to write from Lysander's perspective.
I'm surprised I got this out as quickly as I did. In all honesty; I'm one of the most easily distracted people on this planet. A plain brick wall could be my downfall when it comes to writing. Nailpolish, cute shoes and U-KISS, too, although most of those distractions came during the first paragraph. xD
(U-KISS was ongoing.)