The Earl was a very large man, well, so people said, but he had never considered himself "fat". He had certainly attracted the attention of most people on the streets wearing such an eerie mask and an overcoat that brushed along the streets pavement, the clashes of colors making all the worse. In his white gloved hand, he clutched a pumpkin umbrella, carefully shading any sign of light ray away from his albino skin. One of the young women passing him nearly jumped back in alarm as she saw the plastered smile, glistening teeth and beady eyes staring straight ahead. 'Some people have no manners anymore for their elders…' He thought inwardly, chuckling lightly as he stopped in front of a luxurious house.

Heaving himself up the stairs, the Earl adjusted his hat as he raised his hand to knock on the door, but before he could react the door swung wide open.

"Finally!" Road giggled, throwing her arms around him, grabbing his umbrella and then scurrying off without another word.

'Good to see she hasn't changed…' The Earl made his way through the complex way of hallways and smiled behind the mask as he spotted Tyki smoking by the windowsill. "Lord Tyki Mikk…You look upset. That's not how a gentleman behaves."

"Gentleman." Tyki scoffed, tapping the butt of the cigarette against the window, the ashes falling to the floor gently. "Earl, there is no such thing."

"Mm, child now I know you are mad. But drugging yourself into a stupor won't do much." The Earl sneered, pulling the cancer stick from his hand and crushing it against the palm of his hand. "There, much better."

"Ah, that was my last one. They aren't that cheap you know…"

"Well neither are your lungs."

"Oh and eating the way you do Earl, who's more likely to die from a heart attack?" Tyki replied nonchantly, propping his chin up as he waited for a reaction.

"I'm not fat." The Earl sighed, smile still just as wide.

"I don't recall ever saying you were."

"Touché."

"Well then, now that that is out of the way, we should probably talk about why you're here." The Portuguese man said, running a hand through his black slick hair.

"Pray tell…" The Earl chuckled, removing his mask and letting it clatter to the floor, a wide smirk on his pale, albino lips.

As the two conversed in deep conversation Lulubell leaned her back against the hallway, a quiet sigh escaping her mouth. 'Tyki is over his head…This is absurd…We're a rich family wasting our time on trying to soothe HIS sex wants…' She thought and ran a hand through her thick hair walking towards the houses cellar. Leaning against the dirty wall she frowned, biting her lip. 'Someone does love you Tyki…just open your eyes…'

Xxx

"Yu have you ever been to a midnight party?" Lavi asked folding his hands behind his head, tucking his cell phone back into his pocket.

"Once when I was in high school." Said Kanda as he tried to ignore being called by his first name. "The hangover the next day was…well not fun."

"Ooh! Then you should definitely go to one tonight! It'll be fun I promise!"

"I'm going to have to pass Usagi. I'm still not fully recovered from Valentines day…"

"That was two weeks ago!" Lavi whined pushing his lower lip out into his infamous pout.

"Yaaaaaa….sorry not up for it."

"C'mon! We can even invite Allen-kun!"

"Doubt Lenalee would let him go to a bar with you."

"Hey! I resent that Yu!"

"Will you stop calling me that?" Kanda snapped irritably. "Look if I go all you're going to do is get me drunk again."

"You act like that's a bad thing..." The red head grumbled under his breath. "If you get mad I'll go straight home."

Looking reluctant Kanda scowled. "Positive?"

"Positive." Lavi assured calmly, watching as the corner of his best friend's lip twitch into what seemed to be a smile. "Dress moderately nice too. There are usually A LOT of hot chicks just wanting to talk and party. And no you're not getting out of it now so stop making that face Yu."

"Whatever Usagi." Said Kanda.

"Good. I'll pick you up at eleven thirty." Lavi grinned before the two parted at the corner of the street, Kanda to the left and Lavi to the right.

Xxx

A total of three hours had passed since they had arrived and all they had done was joke around…Lavi had already conducted the plan in his head by that time.

He wasn't sure if it was the alcohol flooding his veins, or just the idea of Kanda having a good time that drove him to do what he planned, but he didn't really care either way, and it was with that mission in mind that he stood up from his seat, staring wildly in one direction, and pointed at a random spot in the crowd, knowing it would be difficult for Kanda to pin point exactly where he was looking. Especially since he wasn't actually looking at anybody.

"Oh my God! Kanda, did you see that guy?" he stared into the distance, jaw dropped open in disbelief, until the long haired man's swiveled around to follow his friend's line of sight. If he'd been sober in the least he would have been ashamed for using such an elementary tactic; as he was though, he didn't even notice. When Kanda was facing the other direction, he promptly proceeded to pour half of his drink into the other's vodka concoction. Even as far gone as he was, Lavi knew enough to know that at this point Kanda wouldn't be able to tell the difference. He giggled aloud to himself, then grinned up at Kanda as he threw him a "what the hell?" kind of look, to which Lavi responded with a nonchalant shrug, and turned again to face the dance floor.

He watched in fascination as the bodies on the floor seemed to all unite and move as one single unit. The forms twisting in every direction to the rhythm of the music, arms and legs pumping and writhing to the beat of every drum. The scent of heat, sweat, and ecstasy that was emitted from the tangle of limbs drifted towards the bar for a moment, and beckoning to the womanizer.

"Hey, Yu!" he whined, tugging lightly on his friends bare arm, "Let's go dance!"

Kanda turned his head to shoot the coldest glare he could muster--a bit of a more difficult feat than usual, given that his eyes had some trouble focusing- at the red head, wrenching his arm away. "What the fuck?" he spat. "I do not have any intention whatsoever of throwing myself into that mindless mass of fools. They're way too close together," he added firmly, as if it were the most logical thing in the world. Well, to him it was anyway. He didn't like being touched, and by strangers at that. The idea was revolting. Honestly, he liked the music, but if there were people...

"Count me out," he growled, turning back to his drink, shoulders a bit hunched protectively. Fucking Lavi with his spontaneous stupid ideas. He scooped some of the leafs in his cup into his mouth with the end of the straw, then-- realizing it wasn't as thick as he'd thought--settled for titling the glass up to his lips and letting the liquid slowly ooze toward his mouth instead.

He shot another glare at Lavi, who was reaching for him again, and kicked him in the shin to make him back off. Lavi knew he didn't like being close to people. Was he really trying to piss him off?

And why was he grinning like that?

Scowling into his martini glass, Kanda licked his lips slowly. It tasted... better? Nah, he was just getting pissed off and the alcohol was calming. He took a larger gulp, tilting his head back since it was still a pretty thick substance and the cup needed to be turned almost upside down so he could get the last of it.

He licked his lips again, blinking dumbly at the now-empty glass in his hands. Well, shit. He licked at the rim, suddenly confused as to why it was gone so fast. Maybe another...

Kanda lifted a pale arm languidly, drawling commandingly toward the waiter, "More vodka."

"Er, you want anything with that, sir?" the man asked skeptically, though he already knew the answer.

Kanda grinned. "More vodka."

He smiled happily as his cup was refilled with pure Heaven. Then he remembered Lavi. Blinking around in confusion again, Kanda tried to locate his friend who had been silent too long now. "Lavi?" Maybe he'd ditched him and gone to the dance floor after all. He'd meant to shrug that off and think it was better for him that way, but somehow the thought made him angry. "Bastard," he growled, pushing himself up from the stool and grabbing his hangover-in-a-cup, ignoring the bartender's protest that drinks weren't allowed on the dance floor.

Lavi watched from his place against the wall as Kanda got up to seek him out, as he had known he would. The red head grinned as he left his spot and strode up behind the samurai, and hooked his own black and white clad arm through his friend's. Something in the back of his head screamed a warning at him at the physical contact with the easily irritated long haired man, but he ignored it, shooing it away with a mental wave in favor of using what little of his mind was properly functioning for more beneficial uses. Like scoping out the best spot on the floor to dance.

He casually allowed his arm to drop, avoiding Kanda's expression. He must have caught his friend a little off guard, he judged by the way the long haired man had given an almost imperceptible jump, and cursed aloud, a feat that in any other setting could have been fatal, and while some part of him registered that little bit of information, right now the only thought that came to his mind was, Ha ha! I must be the only pirate that is a total ninja. Bam! I am awesome.

He laughed a bit to himself as he continued to look for a good spot in the crowd, and then stopped and gave an "oh!" of surprise and triumph. Damn, that was a good spot. Right between that cute little temperament girl and her black haired smirking friend. He didn't leave time for protest before he hauled Kanda over to his destination, letting go of him once again when he made eye contact with the two girls dancing unaccompanied.

He greeted them with a simple, "hey," just loud enough to be heard over the pounding of the music around them.

They both answered with a simple smile, and it was enough of an invitation for Lavi to begin dancing right alongside the two welcoming pretty girls.

Blue eyes widened, blinking slowly as he suddenly realized where he was. What the fuck? One second he'd been by the bar, now he was in this mass of goddam people and the moving limbs and body heat and... Ugh, he wasn't sure if he was going to be sick or if maybe he'd just had too much to drink.

Impossible, his mind tried to tell him thickly as Kanda watched Lavi with the inexplicable and sudden intense urge to start laughing uncontrollably. He'd only had a bit of rum. No way he could be drunk.

Haha, but Lavi looked really funny. He'd never seen Lavi dance before and the sight made him want to giggle. The small part of Kanda that actually caught that train of thought was utterly repulsed by it, but logic was quickly deciding to take a nap somewhere in the back of his mind for the rest of the evening and he was vaguely pissed and vaguely amused to find Lavi poking him in the ribs and hissing something in his ear. It took him a second to notice due to the blinding mutli-colored lights that kept stealing his attention, that there was a small dark-skinned girl sidling closer to him, her hips moving rhythmically with the music. Kanda watched her for a second, faintly curious to see what she was trying to do. Her long, straight raven-colored hair swayed and moved around her body like a wispy, inky silk cloak and he felt it brush his arm.

He moved back a little at the contact, scowling at her, but she did not back away, her full, dark red lips curving into a beckoning smile.

Shit, what was he supposed to do?! He cast a quick perplexed glance at Lavi for help...

...And the bastard pushed him into her.

Murderous thoughts ran through his mind as the girl's hands traveled up his chest, a smile creeping up at her lips as she noticed his distress. With a wink she wrapped her arms around his neck, swaying her body to the music and Kanda, being as drunk and furious as he was just…went with it.

'So far no injuries…' Lavi mused silently, as the girl he was dancing with was chuckling with him as they watched Kanda. "Thanks Alex, I owe you one." He smiled. It was good having his sources.

Alex smirked. "Well…since you offered. Go make out with him. Kai over there will have a fangirl attack."

Lavi raised an eyebrow. "Kai? You mean the girl Yu's dancing with?"

"Ya she's a good friend so think of it as paybacks for her to dance with Mr. Grumpy." She gestured her hand to Kanda. "I swear Bookmen; you are in way over your head with this guy."

"Ya but I can't help it…" The red head admitted sheepishly, a tinge of red darkening his cheeks.

"You like him don't you?" She snickered.

"Shut up." he grumbled.

And with that, Alex shoved Lavi in Kanda's direction. With an amused glint in her eyes, she beckoned Kai to come back so that the two "friends" could interact.

Kai raised an eyebrow as she saw her friend pull out a camera. "What's that for Al?"

Alex began chuckling harder. "Yaoi and EBay." 'Lavi you better make a move or so help me God…'

Ignoring the urging looks he was receiving for a now larger group of girls, Lavi grinned as he finally was standing in front of Kanda.

"Hey Yu, miss me?"

"Shut up Usagi." Kanda scowled, not noticing how close they really were as the people around them were still dancing to the music. 'He looks embarrassed…'

"Yu I know this is going to sound awkward." Lavi lowered his voice. "But you'll enjoy it I promise." That goddamn smirk was back on his lips and there was something else in his expression that made the long haired man nod weakly.

Lavi felt his heart beating against his rib cage. With very inch he moved closer the beating got twenty times harder. It almost hurt. He felt more as if he were slowly falling from a cliff and into a pit of flames rather than leaning closer towards his face. The sound of music had disappeared and he could barley comprehend the flashing of river of lights around them.

Lavi would've expected Kanda's tight frown of determination for something like this, but he was so glad to see a soft face of a best friend, something he had never seen on him.

The bottom of Kanda's stomach dropped into oblivion. The air in his lungs had long been gone. There was no going back now. He couldn't catch himself. Lavi was kissing him.

The first thing felt after the heat was his soft lips. They molded around his like clay.

Then the long haired man felt Lavi's hands on his stomach. Kanda felt as if he had dropped thousands of ponds on to his palms but they surprisingly didn't budge. They stayed firm as bricks but he felt his body bounce a bit as if he had landed on a mattress. His thumbs rapped around his waist. His hands always felt as if they were made for his waist. It always fit perfectly inside them like a puzzle.

Finally he allowed his tongue to touch his. What happened next was outlandish. Kanda felt as if he was being electrified. He could almost feel his bones rattling inside his skin. But he wanted more. The feeling was perfect and Lavi knew it was only going to get stronger.

Lavi increased his tongue movements rapidly. Kanda had trouble keeping up. He allowed his tongue to roll in through his and out then underneath it. Then he took a turn. Their tongues continued the dance as the minutes slipped away. It continued to pick up speed and become harder and harder. The two seemed to be competing with each other.

The flashes of girl's cameras and the sound of happy screams from the dancers didn't make sense anymore.

Finally it had to end. Kanda began to feel quite dizzy and the blue lights were staining his eyes. They may have spent longer catching their breath and recovering from the dizzy spells then actually kissing. Then they spent a minute that contained years staring into each other's eyes as if trying to comprehend what the other had done.

Friends make out all the time…right?

A/n: Hehehehehehe Finally I get to write a make out scene! Hope you enjoyed! No updates till probably late March or Early April! Loves you guys!I also notcied I MIGHT have put the word SHE instead of HE. Oops...thats what you get for writing so much Royai i guess...lol