Title; The Only Thing I'm Missing
Repertoire; 07 Lament of a Broken Heart
Authoress; Chrome Hearts
Fandom; My Candy Love
Main Focus; Lysander x Candy
Rating; K

A/N: Another update. This time, I've set myself a deadline… And I'm trying to make it. Of course, it didn't help that I went out most of tonight, and I've got two hours before my deadline is up… Oh well. Speed typing and an unclear plot; here I come!

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~The Only Thing I'm Missing~

"Right," said Tyson as he bounced along my side as we walked together to Sweet Amoris High. "What's our plan of action? Did you tell Castiel yet?"
I arched my brows. "Our plan of action?"
He nodded enthusiastically. "I told you last night; I'm helping you through this."
Oh, right.
I smiled at my friend. "Oh yes. How could I forget? You practically pinned me to the ground last night. Well, with the Castiel thing… I skipped the Amber part."
"Really?" Tyson asked in mock surprise. "I wonder why."
"Hey," I defended. "If you had of seen how much he overreacted when I told him he had to do his homework… Of course I wasn't going to add that little tidbit."
Tyson laughed sourly. "Well, be that as it is, you're going to have to tell him sooner rather than later."
"Uh, no." I preferred to stay optimistic about the matter. "I'll keep him in the dark as long as possible."
"Fine," Tyson sighed. "Do it your way. I'm getting a front row seat at your funeral regardless."
I hit him playfully on the arm and stuck my tongue out. In response, he draped an arm over my shoulder and we stayed that way, walking side by side into the long hallway of Sweet Amoris that was bursting with chatter.
"I'm glad you're my friend Janey," Tyson said quietly.
Hearing my name, I looked up and smiled at him although, the hallway being filled with the mixture of about sixty different voices, my name was all I heard. When in doubt, smile, right?
Walking to my locker, I grabbed out an empty exercise book, stuffing my bag into the empty cavity and locking the door.
"What do you have today, Janiel?" Tyson asked, peering over my shoulder as he studied the timetable I held in my hands. "Information Technology? Have you had that class yet?"
I shook my head. "No. It's the last class I have yet to go to."
"Ah," Tyson smiled as we started down the hallway to his locker. "I did that class last year; it was fun enough, I guess. Although I prefer music. That's the majority of subjects I'm taking."
"How did I know?" I laughed.
After collecting his books as well, Tyson and I wandered back down the hallway to the Computer lab.
"Bye," I smiled and headed for the door before I was pulled backwards into an inescapable hug.
"Uh, Tyson?" I said quietly, trying to pries myself out of his iron grip.
I felt his warm breath tickle my neck as he leaned closer to me, finally, kissing my collarbone.
My heartbeat quickened instantly, and I felt my face heat up.
"Tyson?" I repeated, a little louder this time.
"Fine," he chuckled, spinning me around, his arms still wrapped tightly around me, before placing a light kiss on my lips.
I didn't know what to do or how to react, so I remained still. Frozen stiff and unblinking, like a (rather awkward) statue. My head was spinning; I felt as though I was in a trance.
"What are you doing?" I asked after I'd caught my breath –and my wits.
Tyson smiled warmly, his chocolate eyes sparkling. "Just saying goodbye."
"That was a little bit much; I'm not going to die you know… I'll see you after class, okay?"
I turned to leave before, once more, being pulled back into his arms.
"Janey?" he said softly, tilting my head upwards so I could look directly into his eyes.
"Yes, Tyson?" I replied just as quietly.
He leaned in once more, turning his head slightly so his face was alongside mine; his breath tickled my ear.
"Will you be my girlfriend?" he breathed.
I felt my heartbeat quicken at those words; my face flushed a deep shade of crimson and my stomach immediately buzzed with millions of butterflies.
I was wrong all along. Lysander may have been there for me that one day, but that was all. It was Tyson who had always been there for me. Tyson who had always cared. It was he who had helped me through the rough patches in my life. Who wanted to help whenever possible. Who made coming to school enjoyable. Not Lysander. I could smile and laugh with him, and most importantly, around him I could be myself. He was my first friend. And I felt more for him than I did for any other boy; it had only taken me this long to realize that he shared those same feelings.
My lips curled upwards into a smile and I wrapped my arms around his waist, balancing myself on my tiptoes to kiss his cheek.
"Yes," I murmured.
He caressed my cheek with a fingertip and smiled, kissing my lips again softly.
"Go," he smiled. "I don't want you to be late. I love you."
"I love you too," I whispered and, giving him another quick hug, disappeared into the classroom.

~The Only Thing I'm Missing~

The second I entered the classroom, I was waved over by a familiar looking blonde.
"Jo Jo," I smiled taking a seat at a computer next to hers. "I didn't know you took this class."
"And I didn't know you had a boyfriend," she replied winking.
"Neither did I until about a minute ago. Hang on-" my face paled. "You saw that?"
Jo Jo raised her hands in a defensive nature. "Uh, sugar?" she laughed. "I'm sitting next to a window… "
She gestured next to her where a small window looked out into the hallway.
My face turned a ghostly shade of white.
"B-but they're tinted!" I stammered, embarrassed.
"So people can't see in," she finished. "That's not to say I can't see out."
Laughing at my mortified expression Jo Jo gave me a reassuring pat on the shoulder.
"The two of you are cute, don't worry. He's a drummer and you're er-"
"A dreamer?"
"Right!" Jo Jo chirped happily. "He's a drummer and you're a- Wait. Did you say dreamer? Yeah, that could work."
"Thanks," I grumbled and she giggled, a sheepish grin spreading wide across her face.
"I'm kidding, lovey. Relax."
My phone buzzed in my pocket and, quickly taking it out, I froze. It was a text from Castiel.
'You have some explaining to do.'
I frowned at it. Don't tell me Tyson has already told him? Well, I guess I couldn't put it past him – I mean, after all, he couldn't keep a secret that boy.
I tapped at the buttons on my phone hurriedly.
'What do you mean, Cas?'
I clicked send. Almost immediately, I got a reply.
'I want you to tell me why you're going out with my drummer! Now that he's with you, we won't get any time to practice with him or spend time as a band!'
I chuckled quietly.
'Someone's jealous.'
He quickly cut the conversation off without a reply. I smiled triumphantly.
Something blonde obscured my vision and I felt an elbow gently tap my ribs.
"Who are you texting?" Jo Jo cooed. "Your boyfriend?"
I flinched at the word; I still wasn't used to it yet.
"My brother, actually."
Jo Jo rubbed the back of her head and laughed. "Well that's awkward on your part."
Adjusting her glasses, she turned back to her computer, tapping quickly on the keyboard.
I watched her for a short while, amused.
"What are you doing?" I asked and then, squinting my eyes at the screen, I realized. "Are you hacking the school database?"
Jo Jo grinned, waving a hand dismissively.
"It was hacking the first time I did it. I'm simply remaining well informed with everything."
"And everyone?" I added.
"You bet! Hey, have you met Nathanial yet?"
I nodded. "I believe I have," I said darkly. "Why?"
She traced along the screen with a fingertip.
"Apparently, the goody two-shoes has had a detention before. Oooh, such a rebel."
The two of us laughed as we went through a few files until one name stuck out.
"Hey, click on that one," I said quietly, pointing at the name.
"Castiel?" she asked surprised. "Why do you want to know about him?"
"He's my brother," I replied and, after a quick confused look from Jo Jo, she opened the file, scrolling down for a minute non-stop to reach the end of the list of detentions he had both gone to and skipped.
"Eh," she shrugged. "Nathanial is more hardcore."
"You've got to be kidding, right?"
"Of course."
My eyes widened and I hit her on the arm lightly.
"Hey," Jo Jo pouted. "I said I was kidding. Relax."
"Sorry," I muttered quickly before a grin spread across my face. "Castiel and I talked about you last night at dinner."
"Lovely," Jo Jo said, making a face. "What sort of grudge does he hold against me? He seems to have one against just about everyone else in the school."
I shook my head furiously.
"None, actually. He asked me what your name was – apparently he saw us after Forensics."
"Ah, before your lover boy came to kidnap you?"
I stuck my tongue out at her. "Yes. Before that. Anyway, I told him you were my friend, and he went all quiet on me. And get this!"
I started hitting her arm enthusiastically again.
"Ow. Alright, already. Are you going to tell me," she teased, "or are you just going to beat me up?"
I muttered another quick apology before my eyes lit up once more.
"Castiel blushed. He actually blushed."
Jo Jo shot me a grin.
"Ah," she mused, allowing her glasses to slide slightly down her nose in an all-knowing manner. "So the bad boy has a heart, does he?"

~The Only Thing I'm Missing~

Lysander's Viewpoint

News of Tyson and Janiel had spread around the band members like wildfire. And, as a result, they spent a good half an hour of time that we could have spent practicing, congratulating him and Janiel, of whom he had invited along. Well, everyone except for Castiel and I.
Castiel remained by his unplugged guitar, plucking occasionally at the strings with a dull twang.
I guess, in a way, I could understand where he was coming from.
Janiel was his baby sister. Tyson was his band mate and longtime friend.
In a way, he wanted to protect Janiel like any big brother should, but also wanted to keep Tyson in his life as well. Occasionally, when we would talk, Castiel would bring up how Tyson would come over to visit Janiel –instead of him- and they would go out for a walk. I guess I could see what angle he was coming from there as well. Tyson was his friend after all.
As for me, anything I could have said to congratulate the new couple had already been said; and so, there was no real point in saying it at all. Plus, Chantelle was here again. And I didn't want her to get the wrong idea.
I sighed as I draped an arm over her shoulder as we stood together against the wall. We didn't speak. She was in one of her moods again. When she was like this, absolutely anything could anger her or push her to the point of making rash decisions.
She tensed at my touch and shrugged my arm off. I resisted from rolling my eyes. She was almost insufferable when she was like this, and it could last for days.
The mood swings and unexplained anger towards me were coming more frequently, too. Fortnightly.
"I'm going to go practice," I said quietly, and, leaving her side, I made my way towards where our equipment was set up.
Taking the hint, Tyson and the others followed suit, plugging in their instruments.
As we practiced, and I sung my heart out, I couldn't help but let my eyes travel between our two spectators.
Janiel stood on one side of the wall opposite us, a bright smile on her face, bobbing in time with the music as she watched on enthusiastically.
Chantelle stood with her arms folded, scowling. Her eyes deep set, her lips pressed together in a thin, narrow line.
The two were absolute opposites.
Sighing inwardly, I fixed my eyes on the small spot of wall beside Janiel and finished the final song for the afternoon.
At least she appreciated our music.
Immediately, she crossed the room towards Tyson and helped him disassemble the drum kit, but not before kissing him lightly on the cheek.
The two giggled quietly to themselves as they worked on the kit, Tyson occasionally wrapping his arms around her waist and planting kisses on her neck.
My eyes fell upon Castiel, who looked as though he was going to be sick – making gagging faces towards the bassist, Ryan who chuckled quietly to himself.
Then, after another quick glance at the new couple, my gaze moved downwards to the floor, and to my surprise, to my clenched fists.
Chantelle appeared at my side and tugged on my sleeve.
"Let's go, Lys," she said huskily. I shrugged.
"I'm off," I called to the rest of the band. "I'll see you tomorrow."
They called out their varied goodbyes and I followed Chantelle down the hallways of the school and out into the crisp night air. Clouds hung low in the sky blanketing the world from the stars and moon way above. A small drizzle of rain fell to the ground crating puddles along the footpath. We didn't speak until we were well outside the gates when she stopped, turning around to stare at me in the eyes.
"Lysander," she began in her usual tone and I sucked in a deep breath. I knew exactly what was coming.
"These past months have been fun and all, and I love you, I really do."
I knew it.
"But you're just not what I need in my life right now. I'm sorry."
So her mood swings were leading up to this?
She pecked me quickly on the cheek and turned.
"I'm sorry, Lysander. I really am. Goodbye."
The rain grew steadily stronger as I stood and watched her retreating back, and before long, her body, as it seemed, had completely submerged into darkness.
I waited, unmoving for a few minutes, hoping she would come back. Hoping with all of my heart.
When she didn't, I felt my heart sink. It had been coming. I knew it; she knew it. We'd known for a while now. But it still hurt.
There was nothing I could do now.
I began to walk home slowly in the rain as it prickled my skin and matted my hair.
My body was soaked.
The small droplets of water ran down his face and neck.
And strangely enough, they tasted like salt.

~The Only Thing I'm Missing~

A/N: SDFGHJ I thought I didn't make the deadline. My computer says 12:03am.
Buuuut, my phone said 11:58pm when I finished typing this, (and if that's wrong, I'm going to pretend it's not). Whooo, I met the deadline.
I feel accomplished now.
Now, excuse me while I go pass out and attempt to get a few hours of sleep before work tomorrow morning. xD