Title; The Only Thing I'm Missing
Repertoire; 06 Breaking the News
Authoress; Chrome Hearts
Fandom; My Candy Love
Main Focus; Lysander x Candy
Rating; K
A/N: Another update! Whoo! Yeah! /pumped
I'm trying really hard to write this as quickly as possible before I get sidetracked with another obsession and this is forgotten. (It's happened to EVERY other thing I've written. T_T )
Let's hope I finish the series before I move on to something else. xD
Disclaimer; All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
~The Only Thing I'm Missing~
My legs gave way from underneath me as I felt something connect with my side. Hard.
"So what happened?" Tyson demanded as he pinned me to the ground. "You're not leaving until you tell me."
"I already told you, Tys. You guys are allowed to have band practice again. Isn't that enough?"
Grinning enthusiastically, the boy shook his head.
"No way! I want to know everything! What did he say? Was he mad? How did you convince him?"
Laughing slightly, I held up a hand to silence him.
"Whoa, one question at a time."
Tyson frowned getting to his feet, offing me a hand as he went.
"Can't you just answer them all really quickly?"
I sighed. This boy could really act like a six year old sometimes; and to think – he's almost two years older than me.
"Fine. He agreed; that's all you need to know. Yes, he was mad. And it's my secret."
Tyson draped an arm across my shoulder good naturedly and gave me a one arm hug.
"You're no fun, Janey," he teased. "I don't see why you won't tell me. I mean, it can't be that bad right? Unless you did something gross to convince him. Did you kiss him? Yeah, you did, didn't you? Thanks for not telling me, Janey. But I'm still gonna hurt him when I see him next."
I held back a laugh – in all honesty, I couldn't tell whether he was being serious or not.
"I didn't kiss him, okay?" I defended. "Now stop asking me questions! If I had of known I would be walking out that room and finding this," I gestured to him, "I wouldn't have helped!"
Furrowing his brow, Tyson fell silent and instantly, I felt guilty.
Looking down at my feet I sighed. That was mean. I shouldn't have said anything. Tyson had been nothing but my friend when I needed it – he –unknowingly- helped me release my anger and sadness towards Lysander. He was there for me – always. I shouldn't be mean to him.
I lifted my gaze to look at Tyson, quickly stringing together an apology.
"Tyson, look. I'm s-"
"It was something about Castiel, wasn't it?" Tyson cut off. He had his usual grin on his face, one that widened when he saw the look of shock on my face. "Yep," he concluded. "It was something involving Castiel. Now tell me, what was it?"
He lowered his voice for the latter of his discovery; the smile vanishing from his face, instead, replaced with a straight, expressionless one.
That alone told me that this time around, Tyson was not going to take 'no' for an answer.
"Nathanial wants Castiel to complete all of home and class work. He has to report to Nathanial daily so that he can record Castiel's progress."
"Yeah," Tyson sniffed, "that's not going to happen."
I nodded my head silently and turned to walk off – getting a milkshake after school had finished for the day was somewhat customary for Tyson and I now.
Quickly, Tyson reached out and grabbed my wrist and I stopped in my tracks, turning my head slightly so I could see him over my shoulder.
"Yes?" I asked.
Tyson pulled me back to his side gently.
"There's more," he said flatly. "When I said 'tell me everything,' I meant everything. Not 'oh, let's skip over the few major details and pretend they didn't happen. Tyson won't care.' No. It's much bigger than just homework; I can see it in your eyes. Tell me, Janey. I want to help."
"I want to tell you, Ty," I said quietly. "I really do, but… It's not simple."
Sighing, Tyson brushed my fringe out of my eyes and planted a soft kiss on my forehead.
I stared at him shocked, my eyes wide.
"Come on Janey, let me help."
I bit my bottom lip, unsure.
"I'm Nathanial's errand girl."
"Janey," Tyson warned and I sighed, giving in.
"Okay; he wants his crazed, rabid, psychotic sister to go out with Castiel; and I'm supposed to make that happen."
Tyson stared at me silently for a long moment before laughing.
"He's delusional."
~The Only Thing I'm Missing~
Castiel and I ate dinner in silence that night. Castiel, positively fuming about Nathanial's decision to permanently ban their after school practice and, unknowing to him, me, absolutely beside myself with fear of what Castiel will do when he finds out my bargaining.
"What are you sulking about?" Castiel grumbled, dabbing at the barbeque sauce that resided in the corners of his mouth with his sleeve before reaching for another slice of chicken pizza.
I sighed. "You know, I could ask you the same thing."
"Yeah?" Castiel defended, "Well I asked you first."
He was being particularly moody tonight. I needed to be careful with how I worded it.
"You're allowed to resume band practice," I said quietly. "Nathanial lifted the ban."
Castiel's eyes glittered. "Really?" he asked, then, almost instantly the joy was erased from his face, a scowl plastered across it in its stead.
"Who told you?"
"Tyson," I answered.
"I should have known," Castiel said, shaking his mane of red hair. Then he froze.
"Nathanial wouldn't just lift a ban that he took pride in enforcing. What did you do?"
Here comes the explosion…
"I made a deal," I said simply. "You complete your class and homework; you get the rights to continue band practice."
Castiel's eyes narrowed dangerously; his fists clenched so tightly they began to pale.
"No," he hissed dangerously and, getting to his feet, he stalked out of the room, fuming.
I braced myself. Wait for it…
I heard him stomp up the stairs and slam his bedroom door shut before he began to shout at the top of his lungs – a long stream of obscenities and things that he would like to do to Nathanial drifted down into the kitchen.
Ka-boom.
Getting to my feet, I cleared the kitchen table and washed the plates before slowly –not to mention incredibly cautiously- made my way upstairs and into Castiel's room.
"What?" he snapped and I shrugged.
"The dishes are ready for you to dry," I replied simply.
When he made no movement to get up, I slumped my shoulders in defeat, crossing the room and sitting next to him on his bed.
"I'm not doing it Janiel," he said quietly. "I won't."
I put a hand on his knee reassuringly. "And that means your entire band will suffer because of it."
"I know," Castiel breathed before lapsing into silence.
I sat with him for a while until I felt that he was in the right mindset to talk about the subject properly.
"Look," I said slowly. "Castiel, if it bothers you that much; I can always help you with your homework."
Castiel seemed to consider that for a moment before lifting his head slowly, a smirk tugging the corners of his lips upwards.
"No," he said flatly. "It was your idea. You're going to do it all."
I pinched the bridge of my nose.
What had I gotten myself into?
"Oh, Janiel?"
I looked up at my brother. "Yes?"
He chewed his bottom lip as he thought about what he was about to say; I guess it was a hereditary trait, lip-chewing. Or just something to do during awkward situations.
"Today during lunch I saw you with someone. A girl. She left shortly after Tyson came to annoy you."
I laughed – when did that boy not annoy me? On the bright side, if he was talking about girls, he had to of felt better.
"Yes?" I urged.
"Who is she?"
A small tinge of pink washed across his face.
"Oh," I said slyly, giving my brother an encouraging –hard- elbow in the ribs. "That was my friend Jo Jo."
"Jo Jo?" he repeated and I nodded.
"Okay…" he trailed off. "I think I'll go dry the dishes now."
Thank goodness he got out of that mood swing quickly.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
Somehow, I don't think now is the time for him to find out about Nathanial's other proposition.
It's only a matter of time before he does; and one thing is certain.
My death is imminent.
~The Only Thing I'm Missing~
A/N: Tralala another update. Hurray. (:
I just realized…. On like, the first chapter, I said my Candy's name thingo was the same as my penname on this. Yeah, I lied. It doesn't have a space. (So, ChromeHearts)
I got an email from someone telling me they couldn't find me – sorry! .