Oh my god...How long has it been? A year? more? I don't know and I have totally lost inspiration(almost) for this fic. And I know this chapter is just extremely short and probably makes no sense. However, I hate not finishing stories. It's just everything else seems to take priority over this...
Anyway, thanks a bunch to (for some reason this document keeps deleting ur name so i can't even write it:( ) Well anyway, the person who wrote me several reviews:). Because this fic would have gone into nonexistence into the very back of my brain forever without her.
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Allen frowned disapprovingly. He glanced at Lenalee, who was humming a tune under her breath, and sighed. He didn't even know why he was going to the festival anymore. He wasn't in the mood, he wasn't going to see Kanda (not like he wanted to, mind you), and it was a complete waste of his time.
But for some reason, Lenalee had absolutely insisted on his going. Perhaps it was just because she wanted to dress Allen up with makeup and a kimono like in one of those complete makeover shows or something. Or maybe she just really needed some company. Either way, Allen was being forced into this so he didn't really care.
Allen fingered his sleeve, staring absently at the blue flowers decorating his clothes.
"Isn't this so cool, Allen?" Lenalee asked excitedly. She was sitting in front of a vanity mirror and was running fingers through her long hair.
"Sure. Sure…" he mumbled.
Allen sat down on a pouf by Lenalee's bed and watched as she put a butterfly pin in her hair. Carefully, she tucked a strand behind her ear and started putting cherry lip gloss over her lips. Allen leaned his head on one hand, gazing curiously as Lenalee brushed blue eyeshadow over her eyelids.
"Why do girls care so much about how they look?" asked Allen.
Lenalee frowned, glancing at Allen before turning back to the vanity mirror and puckering her lips.
"Why? I don't know." She brushed blush onto her cheeks. "Because they want to be self-confident, I guess."
"Is that the only reason?" Allen dropped his head back, not caring if his hair got mussed up. He was a guy. Why should he care?
"Well," Lenalee turned a little pink, her cheeks turning even redder with the makeup. "To get guys, also."
"But aren't there bigger things in life?" Allen made a wide gesture with his hand. "I've just felt that there are more important things to do than just…worry about…stuff." Allen stopped, not sure why he was even talking about that. Lenalee smiled at him through the mirror.
"Yeah, but isn't it better to just enjoy life as it is? Come on, Allen."
Lenalee stood up, sweeping her arm around.
"How do I look?" she asked.
Allen lifted his head. Lenalee was smiling and her eyeshadow glittered, sparkles distracting Allen's eyes. She had a wisp of hair across her forehead. He smiled.
"You look beautiful."
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Kanda grumbled to himself. He flicked his hair sharply to the side, hitting a poor girl in the face. He didn't even apologize because he was just that mad. Or maybe it's because he was Kanda.
Either way, he was annoyed. Stroking his katana placed faithfully at his side, Kanda glanced through the crowd, searching for a familiar head of white hair.
He was stupid, stupid for even thinking he would be able to find one person in a crowd of more than a thousand. Honestly, the moyashi's stupidity must be rubbing off on him because Kanda didn't think he had ever done anything this stupid before. He didn't have a cell phone (because technology is for idiots) so he couldn't exactly just call up the moyashi and ask him just where the fuck he was. So he was stuck here. Hoping to whoever was up there that Allen would still show up at the festival.
"How's my dear little Yuu doing?" asked a cheerful voice. An arm was casually slung around Kanda's shoulder. "Awww, still waiting for your moyashi? Don't worry, I'm sure he'll be here soon." A finger niggled into Kanda's cheek playfully.
Kanda glared at the small patch of red at his shoulder.
"Baka usagi, if you don't want to die with your guts all over the road, you better back off right now," he growled.
Lavi hastily withdrew his arm and moved away a few steps. He pouted.
"Oh come on, Yuu-"
"Don't call m-"
"-don't be like that. I'm waiting too."
Kanda stopped. He glared suspiciously, his eyes narrowing.
"Who're you waiting for?"
"Oh, just someone." Lavi smiled and looked in the other direction. "Come on Yuu, let's go look at the other class's stalls! I heard one of them has Rock Band!"
"Baka usagi, wait. Who're you going wit-Hey! Bastard, don't run from me!"
But Lavi was already sprinting down, shoving past children and adults and spilling all their drinks and cotton candy, laughing like a maniac.
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"Look! Look! We have to go in there! I've never been in a haunted house before!"
Lenalee grabbed at Allen's sleeve, dragging him toward an ominous looking building. Moans and howls resounded from inside and Allen tried hard not to show too much trepidation.
"Um, Lenalee, I don't think that's such a good idea. I mean, it's probably not all that great. It'd be a waste of money-"
"I'll pay for you."
"-and it's probably lame-"
"I still want to go."
"-and you know, you'll probably get scared-"
"I can handle it," Lenalee said, a hint of a smile on her face.
Allen frowned, frustrated and out of ideas. As they walked into the haunted house, he could feel the temperature drop sharply. Although he didn't much appreciate the idea of spending money just to get scared out his skin, he could see the bright side of this. It could keep him from thinking about the past few days. Everything that had happened so far had been so chaotic and so embarrassing and so distressing to think about that Allen still couldn't begin to meditate over what occurred. And he didn't want to, either.
So it was a good distraction.
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"EEEEXIT LIGHT!!! EEEENTER NIGHT! TAKE MY HAND!! WE'RE OFF TO NEVER NEVVER-LAANDDDDD!! YEA!!"
Lavi swung the microphone around, bobbing his head furiously. Kanda growled.
"Baka!! You're singing the end way too loud!! He's not as noisy at the end."
Lavi grinned and laughed. "It's not as if I could know," he replied. "I've never listened to the song."
Kanda threw the drumsticks down, fed up. "Then what's the fucking point of this?"
"Why, to have fun, Yuu." Lavi blinked a few times, confused.
Fuming, Kanda immediately got up and stalked out of the tent, ignoring the yells from inside shouting, "Wait Yuu, you didn't get your prize!"
Where was he? Kanda looked around, feeling just a little bit concerned. Had he messed up his chance to be with Allen? What if Allen hadn't come to the fair?
Kanda frowned. In truth, he hadn't really been that concerned with the Rock Band. Only idiots overreacted over games. No, but over time, his frustration had been building and yelling at Lavi was an excellent outlet. Kanda wiped his forehead. It had been hot inside there. All the people were crowding around, waiting for their turn.
"Yuu, Yuu!" a voice yelled from behind him. Kanda let out an annoyed sigh. "Since you didn't come claim your prize, I decided to get you hello kitty. Isn't it cuttee??"
Lavi shoved a big plush white head into Kanda's face, muffling his surprised shout. Shoving it out of his way, Kanda walked ahead, muttering, "Fucking baka usagi. Such a fucking, fucking faggot. Gay, stupid-"
"Scared?! I was not scared!"
Kanda froze. Did he just hear-?
"No, Lenalee. It was just…really cold in there. You know, cold places kind of make me jumpy. And also-"
Kanda looked around, eyes wide. Where was he? He could hear him so well. Red and blue mixed together. Couples holding hands, kids walking with their parents, groups of women eating cotton candy…There were so many people!
Lavi yelled from behind. "What are you doing, Kanda? We've still got to go-"
"To the coffee shop? What? Sorry, Lenalee, but I'll think I'll have to pass it-"
"No! What are you talking about, Allen? I've got to go meet-"
"Lavi!" Allen yelled, surprised.
"Kanda!" Lenalee let out in a shout.
"Lenalee!" Lavi yelled joyfully.
Kanda was just struck with the irony of it all.