Remember that asshole I was talking about? Well the person who constantly decides to consider himself my friend has apparently decided to take on him as well. So every freaking day, of every fucking week its "Allen this and Allen that" God please kill me
That fucking person is driving me insane, everything about them. Every fucking thing. They even have a fucking British accent. Their personality is the most disgusting thing ever, all optimistic and shit. I can't stand people like him. They never keep any of their promises.
There, perfect- clicking the missing piece in place, tinkering with the bit of golden metal Allen nearly cries with happiness. She was not going to die after all; she finally fixed Timcampy, after he got eaten by a cat. More specifically Allen's cat, Moshi.
This really didn't need to be happen as often as it does, really. You'd think both Moshi and Tim would have learned by now, but no. They insisted on fighting and Moshi always ends up eating the freaking golem. In addition, her bank account was running low, since Cross had seen it fit to dump her with another load of bills.
"I should be used to this by now shouldn't I Tim?" The golem gives a squeak and flies away, probably in search of entertainment. There wasn't anything else to do really, her job paid minimum wage and she frankly couldn't live on that. At all.
Slipping off her work clothes, she stares at herself in her full length mirror for a moment before pulling on the tightest pair of jeans she owned. And white knee high boots, a button up, a blazer and a new neck ribbon- the crowd didn't care if it was a dude or chick, as long as they were easy on the eyes.
Stepping out of her tiny apartment, she locks the door. She also sets Tim on guard just in case, wasn't exactly the safest area of town. It'd been nearly a month since the confrontation with Kanda. He grudgingly returned everyday for his flipping tea, then proceeded to glare at Allen the entire time he was there. It drove Allen insane, she wanted to snap his neck in half. Apparently, Lavi decided that he was to be her new best friend of sorts, so she ended up seeing him even outside of work. He also apparently hadn't realized that she was female, so Allen supposed her disguise of sorts was working out perfectly.
The bar was full, as usual. Its one of those seedier places that often get raided by police for drugs. But it suited her needs, she weaves through the crowd towards the basement where the games were held in attempt to keep them out of public sight since they were technically illegal. She notes a certain redhead following her, and curses internally. Damn fine training if she didn't notice. And what on earth was he doing here anyway?
Slipping a bill to the guard (she was a regular) she descends anyway, what's the use in stopping the guy. "I know you're there Lavi."
"How'd you see me, I thought my stalking skills were ultra perfect?" Lavi whines, still following Allen. He didn't quite know what the dude was doing someplace like this, he only came because the booze was cheap. And Allen, he had move purposely through the crowd like he knew what he was doing, and Lavi took him for innocent.
"Easy. Also you probably don't want to follow me down here." Allen winces at the sound of a fight above, and walks down faster. The basement of the club was a sprawling affair, with nooks and crannies that went often unkept and fluorescent lights that flickered constantly.
"Why are you down here then?" Lavi is honestly curious at this point, he had no idea what was going through that kid's wide innocent eyes.
"You really think I can get by on a part time job only?" Allen smirks before she ducks into the playing room. There were three games going, and one that was just starting. She manages to slip herself into the latter.
Lavi should probably find Kanda. Because this was fucking hilarious. But apparently he didn't need to, as he was punched in the gut. "Why are you down here fucking rabbit, you know what happens if the police catch you?" Whispering angrily at the redhead Kanda covers his worry with violence like usual.
"I followed Allen down here, don't get mad at me Yuu." Lavi whispers back, since well, Allen was sort of making the players at his table mad. Like they were probably going to end up murdering the guy now.
"Fucking hell, what is that beansprout doing here." Kanda glances over at the table, seeing that Allen was in fact here and that Allen was in fact playing poker.
"Playing poker and kicking ass, what does it look like?" There, one of the men finally snapped. Gathering bills Allen tucks them quickly in his shirt, and ducks under the man's punch with ease. Hurrying from the room he scrambles farther into the basement, he would have a few minutes before being found.
"You might want to leave now Lavi, oh nice to see you as well Kanda." She was being utterly sarcastic, the guy had run over to his buddies and if she didn't get out of the club soon she'd have to use force- something she didn't like doing often. She curses internally as she sees both men were following her, Kanda and Lavi rather. Why does that idiot of all people need to be here?
There's a window she's used before to get out, in a bathroom on the ground floor. She couldn't use that now though, with those two following her, God she was going to have to pick the lock.
Allen had gotten himself into some shit, Kanda could see that clearly- he also realized with him and Lavi following him it didn't make it any better. Surprisingly Allen doesn't head towards the stairs, but farther back into the basement where a cellar door lay locked, or well it looked locked, but it opened easily under Allen's fingers.
"Come on, you're going to get caught." Allen's harsh whisper brings Kanda back to the present – he clambers through the door, as does Lavi. Allen bringing up the rear locks it behind him. Standing up he dusts off his pants and places both hands on his hips. "Are you guys insane?"
"You're one to talk." Kanda bites out the words, and Allen glares at him. She was highly tempted to beat the shit out of him so that is exactly what she attempts to do, only after one punch Lavi manages to pull her back.
"How well did you do that made that dude so mad?" Lavi winces at the look on Kanda's face, he was going to have a very noticeable black eye.
"Won't say out here, you guys really are clueless aren't you? Which of you lives closest?" Allen glances around, hopefully they wouldn't have to go to her place, or well she was rather sure Lavi would insist on following her.
"We live on the other side of town." Great. Wonderful, fantastic. But nothing she could exactly do, so she strides off in the direction of her humble abode, and as she guessed Kanda and Lavi were both following her.
"Say Allen, where're we going?" Kanda was about ready to punch the rabbit in the face, Allen also. This was a fabulous situation that Lavi had gotten them all into, if only he hadn't decided they needed to go to the shadiest place in the area for shits and giggles, then decides to follow fucking beansprout down to the illegal games the club ran.
"Lavi, may I ask why you are still following me?" Allen sounds tired, and crosses the street quickly.
"Because you're fun and a friend- we are friends right?" Honestly, Lavi just wants to sit down. Because they had sort of taken the bus over, and stayed too late so couldn't get home until morning. This side of town was still rather busy even though it was after ten, and Allen stops at a rundown apartment building. He leads them towards the back of the building quickly, glancing about with every few steps.
"Just be quiet until we get inside." Allen stops in front of a door and opens it, ushering the two men inside. "Don't touch anything, you guys hungry?"
"Yes, please." Lavi honestly wasn't expecting beansprout to live in this sort of area; he worked downtown for god's sake, why here where there was a good thirty minute bus ride to work? Allen's apartment was clean, extremely so. There wasn't much furniture, or a TV. There was a beat up keyboard propped up on some crates in a corner though. "Now will you tell us how much you earned?"
Allen just throws a wad of bills on the table, and Lavi gapes. "I haven't counted it yet. So I can't say." Walking to a room in the back Allen shuts the door behind her; it had been a rather good night as earnings go. However, she was exhausted and had company. She could at least put on something a bit more comfortable, she settles on a long sleeved black tee and sweats.
Kanda was confused. In addition, he was mad, extremely mad. At everything, the stacks of bills on the table, the stupid redhead sitting beside him and that fucking beansprout. Said beansprout had just walked out of what Kanda could only assume to be his bedroom door and had apparently changed. Why the fuck was he still wearing gloves?
"Here, you guys can snack on this I guess or we can order out. I know a place that's probably still open. Its only 10:30." Allen pulls his slightly shaggy hair into a pony, apparently in an attempt to get it out of his face since it was nearly to his shoulders after setting out some chips.
"I don't care either way." Lavi grins broadly and snags some of the chips. Allen only sighs and puts his head in his hands. A picture in a corner catches Kanda's eye, and he notes to examine it further when he got up.
The liquid latex was starting to get irritating, like really. She couldn't really help if those two saw her scar, they'd just have to deal. Walking over to the bathroom she washes it all away, and replaces her gloves. She hated it all, she really did. Today was just her day, her work phone buzzes
"Hey Allen we have a job for you." Lenalee Lee's voice sounds from the other end.
Yes, it was totally her day. "When do I need head in?" She knew she was due to check in; that was a part of the rules to the order. They found you work and you were at their disposal, especially if you were an exorcist.
"Tomorrow is fine, before 3 in the afternoon. Brother won't be awake before then anyway, you know him." Komui, Lenalee's brother was odd. And rather horrible at times, or at least he did things that made everyone cringe.
"Say Lena, you think I'm going to have to move again after this?" The last job had left Allen unable to stay in her previous place due to various reasons.
"Nope, Allen you're in luck this time around."
Kanda can hear Allen talking in the bathroom, probably on the phone. He had taken the chance to look at the picture that caught his eye. A man dressed as a clown and a kid with a scowl so foul that it made Kanda wince. On further examination, he recognizes the fucking beansprout of all people, what the fuck happened to their hair between then and now? It was brown in the picture.
Then the door opens. "That's me and my dad." The voice takes Kanda by surprise; he hadn't noticed him get off the phone.
"Hey Allen, what's up with your face?" Lavi, normally energetic, is for once rather subdued.
"Scarring, happened in an accident when I was young. I usually cover it up." Neither Lavi or Kanda couldn't blame him for covering it, though they wondered how covering such a thing was actually possible. A deep read pentagram sat above his eyebrow, and the scarring went down over his eyelid all the way to his lower cheek. It obviously wasn't an accident, something like that just didn't happen on accident ever.
Allen sits down on the kitchen counter easily "You guys going to stay the night?"
Both Kanda and Lavi nod and Allen grins widely. "In that case Kanda, care to spar?" Kanda stares at her blankly, and Allen grins wider. She might as well put all this annoyance to use, and she needed a warm up for was bound to go down tomorrow.
Kanda simply stands, a glint in his dark eyes. Allen hops off the counter and leads the two men into the hall. A friend of the order owned the place, and at her request gave her the key to the training room that occupied the basement. The main reason she chose this place over others, it was easier to get her practice in regularly.
Kanda was happy, extremely happy in an annoyed sort of way. The beansprout had challenged him himself. He could finally beat his ass. Kanda was surprised when Allen led him to yet another basement though, this one clearly soundproof and holding various things, some that would make others blank (and made him drool internally) and others that no one would look twice at. Weights, fitness machines and the like really.
Allen tosses him a wooden staff, and Kanda tests the weight. It would do, he notices Lavi retreat to the corner. Smirking Kanda adjusts his stance and fights.
The only thought that Lavi was able to pick out of his head is how those two people were utterly suited to each other in every single way. And that Allen Walker was more than a match for Yuu Kanda, and that Lavi Bookman had never seen anything like the fight taking place in front of him. It was utterly fantastic, and he could barely tell just what they were doing they were moving so fast.
Yes, these two, they were perfect for each other, and their constant bickering and fighting was absolutely hilarious. Lavi Bookman decided right then and there that if he couldn't get these two together in the near future the world would probably end in disappointment.
I've been writing like crazy these past two days, I actually have the two chapters after this done already. Its going to start getting a little darker and incorporating the exorcists and such, I thought I should probably warn you guys. I wasn't exactly happy with this chapter, but I hoped you liked it!
Also thank you so, so much to all who reviewed, favorited and followed this already, I was in shock really at how many of you guys liked it. Thank you again-
Aariah out :3