Turn It Up
Kanda leant causally against the doorframe, arms crossed as he silently watched the redhead shove the last of his things in a bag, before checking over the room to make sure he had everything. Once he was, the redhead slipped on his bandana, the prayer beads Kanda had bought him that time – a matching pair and Lavi knew Yuu never took his off and that the teen never would.
"Ok," the redhead said a little shakily, smiling at Kanda with a mixture of emotions. "I'm ready. Shall we go?"
Kanda nodded, finding a strange lump was forming in his throat, but he pushed it back down and waited until Lavi was by his side with his bags in hand before taking one of the heavy-ish bags and walking down the hallways with the redhead.
They reached the entrance way too soon in Kanda's opinion and he softly placed the bag on the ground with the rest of them, watching quietly as Lavi ran to Bookman to talk to him. The war had come to a halt – strange and surprising – and the pair of Bookmen had waited for six months, but when it became clear nothing was going to happen anytime soon, they realised they'd have to move on.
Finally it was time to say goodbye, and Allen and Lenalee did with heavy hearts and tears on their cheeks and sobs in their throats as they hugged Lavi tightly and wished him well. Lavi soon reached Yuu, wanting to save the boy for last, and they stood there for a while, just staring.
"I know you can't stay," Kanda said quietly, breaking the silence and lowering his gaze to the floor. "We had our time," he added, his voice even softer as he brought up the one topic that had such a hold on the both of them. Lavi only spent so much time in one place; Kanda only had so much time left.
To Lavi's surprise, it was Yuu who initiated the hug. It was gentle and warm, relatively loose and Lavi returned it happily, breathing in Yuu's scent as he closed his eyes. He felt something strange shudder through Yuu and suddenly the Japanese doll was holding him so much tighter. Pulling away, Lavi pressed his lips to Yuu's, capturing the sob that wanted to break free as tears began to roll down Yuu's face.
Yeah, he was cool with it, knew it was going to happen, but that didn't mean it still wouldn't hurt, Kanda thought, unable to keep the tears at bay. He didn't want to have to say goodbye, didn't want to have to let go. And that became painfully clear to Lavi as he struggled to remove Kanda's grip on him, having to get the assistance of Marie and Tiedoll.
That beautiful tear-stained face stared back at him forlornly as Lavi swallowed thickly and picked up his bags slowly, heading for the door. He knew he shouldn't have turned back, knew the sight would steal all his courage – and it did – but he had to whisper the words they both knew. "We're moving on and we'll be ok."
Kanda smiled through his tears, brushing them away as he nodded his head. Yeah, they would be, if not straight away, if not next week, but they would be.
'Cause I know you can't stay, so I won't be waiting, anticipating for the fall.
We had our time, baby, so I won't be waiting, anticipating for the call.
Turn it up, turn it up for the people that say "we're moving on and we'll be okay".
As the world turns around and we go different places, new things, new dreams, new faces.
Wanna shake up, when we break up, but we keep our memories.