Heya... (Both Notes on this chapter and kinda long, sorry.)

So this took a moment. But please do forgive- 'cause work is still crazy, going to get crazier and now I have some family problems to top it off with.
But this story... I doesn't wanna give up apparently, the muse is still running rampant in my brain. So AnsSM will just keep coming. (Smiles) And I hope that makes people happy.

This chapter was a bit difficult because I wasn't sure where to cut it off at. I was thinking about just writing all of the Gate part together, but it took too long to write this- and authors should always feed the rabid. (Grin)
Next chapter, you'll get to meet some more of the family (I can't wait to write Maggie :D), you only get a touch of anyone else in this one (more about this at the bottom). Eliade is in here though! (Happy dance)
God, coffee makes my day. (Smiles)

Another note, chapter five (the one before this) was the last one that will be only Panic!. This is a 'double header' chapter, 'cause I needed to put in a break. (Shrugs)

But, anywho. Go read the new-ness, but at the bottom I have some things to say, so read those too. (Smiles) Coffee Good.

"I've got my heavy heart to hold me down
Once it falls apart my head's in the clouds
So I'm taking every chance I got
Like the man I know I'm not…"
"Turn Off The Lights" -Panic! At The Disco

XXX

A-(Not So)-Sexual Man
Chapter the Sixth:
Holes

At quarter till six, as instructed everyone had made their way into Tiedoll's living room. Tyki, Wisely and Rhode had been introduced to the brunette woman who had stopped over shortly before, then left after only a bit with Marie. The three had agreed the brunette woman- Miranda- seemed like a person who shouldn't be driving… Anywhere. At all.

Then Alma and Lenalee had joined them in the living room, and Rhode had immediately stood and taken the other girls' hand and turned her around before pushing her back upstairs. Lenalee didn't protest. Alma tried. "Uhm," was his question as he turned back to the other two males.

"You're both way over dressed," Wisely replied immediately.

"Maybe you should change too," Tyki threw out. Alma then noticed that the two men on the couch had changed their cloths, but not to that great of an extent.

Wisely was now wearing a white short-sleeved tee with a small black and blue symbol on his chest, along with darker jeans than he was wearing before- though the same black and white scarf was trailed though the belt loops. His hair was let loose too, falling over his forehead and making his complexion look darker than before, as the white locks fell over his skin. Though he was still wearing gloves- black racing gloves similar to Allen's in that they didn't have finger tips, though Wisely's nails were painted a stark white as opposed to Allen's black. His feet, which were propped up on the coffee table, were even still clad in the same converse he had worn the day before.

Tyki was wearing a white short-sleeved button up, that still looked casual on him, with the only slightly loose dark gray jeans- that Alma had to note were lighter than Wisely's. His hands were still in gloves too- not a pair of black leather gloves that Alma could tell he had cut the fingers off himself. There was a black and red checker belt through the loops of his jeans too, that oddly seemed to suit him very well, especially with the silvery wallet chain looping around his left hip. Even with the black workmen boots on his feet, he looked more casual then any part of what Alma was wearing right then.

"Try t-shirt and jeans, seriously," Wisely added with a smirk. And with a sigh, Alma turned to go back up the stairs.

Twenty minutes and two tries later, Alma was finally allowed to stay down stairs- then clad in a simple black shirt and a pair of dark blue jeans and a pair of black sneakers on his feet. And just as he plopped down in the chair opposite Tyki, did Lenalee and Rhode rematerialize through the front door- and Alma had to wondered when they had left. Rhode more than skipped into the room with Lenalee sulking behind her. Rhode immediately plopped herself down in Wisely's lap, and the older Walker didn't seem to mind as he simply grinned at what Lenalee had shown back up in. Tyki glanced and chuckled as he looked back at the other female.

"Isn't that you're skirt, Rhode," Tyki asked quickly. The small girl smiled.

"Yep," Rhode replied in a chipper voice, a large smile on her face. "But it looks so good on her." Wisely was chuckling as he agreed- though the way he was appraising the still standing girl, made Alma weary.

"It does," the white-haired male agreed.

Alma turned back to his girlfriend with a frown at the other male's tone but had to agree anyway. The dark jean skirt with inward pink pleats, very visibly showcased Lenalee's legs. Especially with simple black strappy heels on, her legs looked amazing. There were three bangles on each of her wrist and in a pink and silver tones that matched the skirt, along with a slightly bright pink shirt that was partically covered with loose black vest. The only reassurance Alma got at that moment with two other men observing his girlfriend was that Lenalee was smiling sheepishly at him- which made Alma grin.

Then there was a quick clomping coming from the stairs. And suddenly Lavi and Daisya were racing into the room, the shorter hot on the red-heads heels. They weren't yelling yet, but Alma could feel it coming as soon as either slowed. The five in the living room simply watched as the two progressed around the house- into the kitchen, back out around the dinning room table, back though the living room and down the hall into the back hallway, around one of the room and right back around to do it again. Eventually Lenalee moved and took a seat, much to Alma's glee, in his lap. And Karma had to admit Lavi had learned how to not trap himself well.

"So," Tyki was suddenly saying, "Do they do this a lot."

"All the time," Alma and Lenalee answered at the same time.

"It's a game to them," Lenalee added.

But then there was a much more subdued clomping coming from the stairs. And then Alma was slightly mystified to admit Kanda looked different with his hair down, even though it was still tied at the base of his neck. And in the simple white shirt with a black button up open over it, a pair of slightly tight dark jeans and only his socks for now- he defiantly looked casual.

And Allen looked about the same, with a gray long sleeved button up, his fingerless gloves, the same pair of washed-out blue jeans he had been wearing earlier- Allen did look quiet casual. And just then Lavi and Daisya whizzed by- leaving Allen gaping at his cell phone in his hands before he looked up after a moment. And with a simply reflex Kanda had tripped Daisya making the older face-plant into the carpet, and Lavi stopped just on the other side of the room.

"Stop being annoying, dipshits," Kanda growled at them instantly.

"Wow," Lenalee was suddenly commenting, "I missed you." And Alma had to chuckle. But Alma noticed that Allen was looking at Daisya oddly as he lay on the floor.

"Are you really going to wear that," the white-haired male asked the still stunned mess on the floor. Kanda merely glanced at him then to Lavi on the other side of the room- who was still watching Daisya for a reason to begin running again- then to Lenalee and Alma. And after observing all four, he turned to Tyki.

"I'm guessing you fixed those two, but why not the other two," the question was blunt and monotone, pointing out that Kanda didn't really care. Tyki merely grinned.

"They wouldn't slow down long enough." Kanda just nodded in understanding.

"Go change," He then added looking at Lavi, and hitting Daisya in the back of the head with his foot. "Street clothes- and don't take forever."

"Can I just borrow a shirt," Lavi was asking, looking between Alma and Kanda, "'Cause you know if I go home, Panda's not gonna let me leave again… And I don't really want to," he finished as his lips curled up in an open show of dismay.

"Take one of mine," Alma agreed, "I doubt Kanda brought enough to let you steal one of his." Lavi agreed with a nod and Lenalee stood as Alma lead the red-head up stairs with Daisya peeling himself off the floor and grumbling after them. And then Lenalee was left alone with the five of them.

"Wise, did you get a hold of Maggie," Allen was asking suddenly, looking at his cousin as he slid his phone into his pocket. The other white-haired male only shook his head from where it had landed on Rhode's shoulder. Allen merely hummed before glancing at Tyki. "And what are you grinning about?" Tyki chuckled as he shook his head.

"Nothing- nothing at all."

And the room slipped into a bit of silence. Kanda and Allen reminding standing in the archway toward the foyer as they waited for Alma, Lavi and Daisya to reappear.

Then out of the blue, Rhode suddenly turned to glare at Wisely's head still on her shoulder. "I'm mad at you," she told him bluntly. The older man behind her simply lifted his head just enough to give her a frown, before rolling his eyes and sighing as he slumped back into the couch. Then they were quiet again.

But before long the three reappeared at the bottom of the stairs. "Good," Alma asked looking at Tyki and Allen. Tyki merely grinned while Allen smiled a bit and nodded once before motioning to the door.

"Shall we," he asked and there was a mutual agreement, as they all began toward the door and out of the house. Allen quickly worked his workmen's on at about the same fast pace as Kanda. Once outside they split into groups. Lenalee and Alma were stashed into the back of Allen's CRX, while Lavi and Daisy were put in the back seat of Tyki's black Element with Rhode between them.

Then the car was starting and Allen was shifting the five-speed quickly to back out of the driveway, before quickly shifting into drive and navigating the small black car quickly down the road as Tyki's black element pulled out quickly from the curb to follow.

The car was quiet for a while, and Lenalee was sure she and Alma were watching the two in the front closely. Kanda was sitting low in the bucket seat, eyes watching the scenery outside, being unusually quiet. Allen seemed to notice too, after a moment and took a few moments to glance at him. They both watched as the white haired man's right hand reached over and tucked into the other's thigh- and both observed how Kanda seemed to pay no attention to it.

"Don't think about it," Allen told him quickly and Kanda merely hummed in acknowledgement before reaching up and switching on the radio, before grabbing a device out of the cup holder just under the radio, still not taking or swatting off the hand in his lap, nor commenting when Allen would remove it to shift only to tuck it back right after.

It was odd, Alma thought, to see something so foreign happening with the person he thought he knew. But Kanda had never talked about Allen- or anyone, ever, romantically- aside from one mention when they were in the eleventh grade that he could remember, where Kanda asked him his views on homosexuality- which Alma had shrugged and mentioned that 'it happens'. He still felt the same… But now, knowing his brother had been with Allen for- at least a while- it seemed odd. And come to think of it he didn't even know how long it had been.

And then suddenly the quiet radio had changed songs and was suddenly blasting bass heavy music, through a rather remarkable sound system. Allen looked away from the road long enough to pass Kanda a puzzled gaze as he worked around the entrance ramp onto the expressway. Kanda only lowered the music enough to hear him- the altered voice of the male singer dimming only a bit.

"I didn't know this was on there yet- that's all," Allen commented, shaking his head as he merged into traffic before replacing his hand back into Kanda's lap.

"Is this Double Dud," Lenalee was suddenly asking, leaning up toward the front a bit. There was a pause from the front seat, as Alma could see the other two exchange glances.

"Yeah," Allen answered back in a hesitant voice, his right hand lifting enough to slap Kanda's chest. Alma was intrigued, though. He'd heard Lenalee mention the up and coming band and he knew she'd mentioned the band's CD, telling him how much she wanted it- but she'd said it wasn't supposed to come out until Christmas Day.

"How did you get this," she was suddenly shrieking. Alma saw the death glare Allen was suddenly giving his brother. Kanda looked a little annoyed back, as Allen kept his eyes glancing between the other and the highway, as he continued quickly weaving though traffic. Alma momentarily wondered if he was speeding, too. But the glaring match continued and Lenalee looked unyielding- her eyes wide and mouth in danger of squealing again- it was her favorite band anymore.

"You put it on," Allen was suddenly pointing out as both hands were now secure on the steering wheel and his eyes pinned to the road.

"He works in the business," Kanda was suddenly answering, his eyes still glaring at his boyfriend. Allen merely scoffed, his eyes still dancing between the mirrors, and suddenly- even with the fast paced, heavy based music the air was tense.

"Don't glare at me. It was you're idea, and you put it on- equals your fault, babe," Allen was suddenly ranting and Lenalee was quickly back in her seat right, as a much slower song was then playing and the front seat was now graveyard quiet.

"You could have stopped me," Kanda was sulking, Ipod still in his hand as he slumped back into his seat. Allen immediately scoffed in reply and the quiet was back. "Bitch," Kanda was adding after a tense moment. Allen chuckled back then.

"Dipshit," Allen threw back, and a new song was the playing and the white-haired man's hand was back along Kanda's thigh. And then, everything was back to right- the air clearer and a mid-tempo song now playing. Lenalee, Alma noted, was bopping her head along with the notes, soaking it all in. "I'll burn it for you if you would like, Lena," Allen was suddenly telling her, reach up to the dash to turn the sound down and make Kanda glare at it.

Lenalee was instantly attentive. "Would you?"

"Sure," Allen was chuckling back. "I work for Ark Records- as we get some freebee's every now and then. It's no problem." Alma had to look and make sure she wasn't drooling.

"Oh my god- that would be amazing," Lenalee instantly replied, "I've been hooked-"

"Hooked," Alma had to add regardless of the slap it got him.

"-Since I heard 'Here'(1) on the radio a few months ago." Allen had a nice crooked grin for that.

"It's a good song," he replied. And with a sideways glance Allen fell silent, his hand tucked against Kanda's thigh until he had to merge off the highway a few miles later, and a grin securely on his lips.

They were interesting, Alma noted, the different sides of Allen Walker.

"I don't know what you did
But you got me to fall for you
And I know that its stupid
But you know that I try…"
"Two Weeks In Hawaii" -Hellogoodbye

But if pulling up to the front of the 6th Gate, wasn't intimidating- Alma wasn't sure what was. The CRX was left running as Kanda quickly opened his door and pulled the seat forward for Alma and Lenalee to get out, as Allen took his Ipod- which Alma realized was actually and Iphone- and stood to do the same, letting the valet driver get in quickly after him. Tyki took a moment to pull in after him, shaking his head as the five other's piled out and the second valet driver took his position and drove the Element after Allen's black CRX. All under the gaze of the party-goers in line who were glaring at them, probably hoping to scare them to the back of the line, or creep into their good graces and get in faster with them.

But none of this seemed to affect Allen's family, or even less, Allen himself. And quickly all nine of them were gliding inside, the bouncers taking quick glances to remember them.

But once inside, Allen made sure they all followed him toward the bar, Tyki and Rhode mentioning along the way that they needed to get out their IDs. The three cousins and Kanda quickly maneuvered them to an inlet near the end of the bar, while Allen made quick track to the long, neon yellow and red lit bar and speaking to the large woman behind it. She was quickly ignoring the other patrons around the edge to disappear into a back room only to reemerge a moment later and after a quick nod, resume her work.

They were left to chat amongst themselves, no one really taking the initiative to talk first, all just kind of soaking in the atmosphere. Tyki, Rhode and Wisely remained awkwardly quiet- Kanda looking over at them every now and them only to shake his head and look away again. Lavi and Daisya were openly gaping at some aspects of the club, while Alma and Lenalee were taking it in in a much more private way.

Then suddenly Rhode was glancing at her phone before with a cross look toward her cousins she quickly slipped off into the crowd. Tyki and Wisely were both looking after her oddly. Then Kanda seemed to jump before pulling his phone out of his pocket and glancing at it. Then he was frowning and heading toward the bar where Allen was now being joined by a slender blond woman.

"Why," Wisely was suddenly sighing, "Do I feel like this night is about to get flushed?" Alma turned to meet the bland look on the elder white-haired man's face just in time to see Tyki shrug and hum a bit in agreement.

"Perhaps it is," Tyki was suddenly agreeing before nodding off into the club. Alma could visibly see Wisely turn toward where the other man was indicating before moving to do the same. He could hear Wisely sigh as his eyes landed on the dark skinned male who looked no older than twenty and was glaring at Wisely with the intensity of a raging dust cloud- his glaring hazelnut eyes only made worse by the nicely done line of black eyeliner, even as his thin lips were pulled back in a tight frustrated frown.

"Fuck," he could hear Wisely groan, as Tyki was suddenly chuckling.

"Oh, irony," the older man was laughing at the same time, "You tease."

"Shut the fuck up, Tyki," Wisely bit back quickly.

And then- "Holy shit," Lenalee was adding, "Is that Devitto Bell?"

"Oh, for the love of God," Wisely was instantly growling before stocking off in a random direction.

"Don't get lost," Tyki laughed, waving playfully after him.

Then suddenly Kanda was back and glaring in the direction Wisely had gone, before turning to the four who were still a bit mystified. "Ignore that," he instructed off handedly, while motioning for them to follow him toward the bar, Tyki following for whatever reason. Allen was doing something on his iPhone as they reached him, and he said nothing passed glancing up at the tall, slender blond woman who was now standing on the other side of the bar. The blond though smiled at them.

"Hello," she greeted in a soft but sleek voice, her pink lips turning up with a slight, tired smile. "I'm Eliade, and I'm the manager of the sixth gate, along with the fifth and 10/11." Then she was looking down at the iPad that was tucked in her hands against the bar, and looking over something. "Are they all going under you Allen," she then asked without looking up. Allen though immediately looked up from his phone and the words he had been scrolling over.

And only after a contemplative pause did he look back at Tyki. "If I put Lavi and Daisya under your name, you won't kill me, right?" Tyki merely smirked before rolling his eyes as way of answer. Then he was glancing at the four as Kanda moved to stand on the other side of him. "The girl and this one," he instructs motioning to Alma for Eliade, "Go on mine. The other two under Tyki's." The blond merely nodded for a moment before looking back down at the iPad.

"Can I have your IDs," she was then asking all three. And having already been instructed the four simply went with it, passing their IDs off to the woman.

But in her head, Lenalee was ticking off the things that weren't adding up so far tonight, and the list was getting pretty long.

Like how Allen worked for Ark, but a simple employee wouldn't have been given the new Double Dub CD yet- since even presales had been selling out. The new band, which she had seen a member of tonight, was beginning a tour through the states before they'd be heading over seas to Europe for a few more shows- most of the earlier shows that were on sale now, were already sold out.

Like how a prestigious place like any Gate- which are all owned by Ark Records- would just let him walk into, and then send their general manager to meet and spend time coordinating things just for him.

Then Lenalee watched as Allen quickly turned his iPhone toward the blond woman and her eyes quickly lifted to appraise what was one it, before nodding curtly and looking back at the iPad. "Send that to him- he's been throwing a fit trying to find it." Allen merely hummed before turning his phone back around and tapping at it a bit more. Kanda wasn't even paying attention to the exchange, his eyes looking out over the club- seeming to be searching.

Like how when Allen's cousin had seen Devitto Bell- the bass player for Double Dub- Wisely had stalked off after a mere comment of his name. Or how Rhode had disappeared a before that and still hadn't come back.

And Lenalee was gonna take a chance- glancing at Lavi where he stood on her other side from Alma and seeing that appraising gaze- which she was sure wasn't wrong and say something was definitely up.

There were just so many parts of Allen Walker's story that had holes. And Lenalee was wondering who exactly this man that could keep the previously a-sexual Yuu Kanda so attentive was.

Bottom! Right here!

Alright, so that other stuff.

(1)- Here [In Your Arms], is by Hellogoodbye. It's good, go listen. (Smiles)

[Attn:vampire-charmer-101]

I was asked, via Review, about Allen's arm. It's not really a secret (giggles), but it is part of the story. His whole arm is not black or red. The red arm, I have never included in a story, because the disfiguration card is a bit that only fits in stories... that aren't like this. There are markings on his arm- he does cover them for a reason.

There are some things about the family that will get messy in the next chapter.
But I wanted to point out that Devitto (which is what I will always call him) was written with the surname Bell, as in Lulu Bell- and say it wasn't an error. It's long and convoluted to readers at this point, but it will be explained/laid out in the bit after this Gate part. Cause for a (really, really long) chapter this story will switch to first person and Dev's gonna tell us a story. It's my side-plot. (Smiles) I already started writing it... It's long.
I like the time jumping- can we tell. (Smiles) I feel it adds intrigue.

And at this point, the morning coffee and concussion are making my brain and finger spill secrets.
So review- I like hearing for all of you, makes me feel wonderful. So do that. (Grins)

Thanks,
-Aseru.