Allen woke up the next day, in a very uncomfortable position, also the sun was glaring in his face. Timcampi was curled up on his chest with it's face buried in the crook if Allen's neck.
"Geez, doesn't this place have curtains." Allen mumbled, while gently removing Tim from his chest. So he could get up and stretch the kinks out of his aching back.
Once awake Allen looked around their new place with intrigue. Well can't say that it's a bad place, A bit on the dusty side though.
But that can be fixed, with a bit of hard work. He thought smiling for the first time since they got here, As he scanned the living room.
"Well Tim I had better go get my shit, before Cross decides to leave." Allen said while heading out, to the car to grab his things.
When Allen got outside, he looks around the place.
At least it isn't quite as creepy during the day, like it was last night when we first got here. He thought opening the car door, and grabbing his bag of cloths.
Allen slammed the car door and slung his bag over his shoulder. So that he could bring it in the house, and eventually to his room when he finds out where it is, that is.
Slowly Allen heads back inside and up the stairs. When he reaches the top, Allen glances down the hall at the many rooms and pales.
How on EARTH am I suppose to find which room is MINE?! He thought looking at the doors in confusion.
Just as Allen drops his bag, sliding down the wall in a sitting position. Cross walks out of his room, and glances at the boy. Who looks utterly lost, and shakes his head.
"Oi boy, what your problem?" he grumbles. "you look like somebody shot your puppy." he says with a perplexed look on his face.
"Oh, I don't know, maybe it's because I have no idea where my room is." Allen answered sarcastically as he glares at Cross.
"Oi, you are such an idiot." Cross said as he face palmed.
"Just pick one you moron." he said walking down the stairs shaking his head.
What in the hell is wrong with that boy. Cross thought to himself as he headed to the kitchen to grab a beer.
"Oh, ok." Allen quietly answered blushing and covering his face with his bangs.
Why didn't I think of that, maybe I am an idiot. He thought, while getting up from the floor and heading towards the third room on the left, still feeling like a idiot.
Allen walked in the door, and noticed that it was quite a big room. It had a queen sized bed against the far wall.
I could so stretch out on that baby, he thought with a smile. It also had a cherry wood desk beside a nice sized window, and a small brass lamp on top. The room also had a dresser in the corner, as well as a walk in closet.
Oh Yeah, now that's what I am talking about, Allen thought smugly.
Next to the closet was a door that leads to a private bathroom with a shower.
Hell yeah, I can get use to that, no more waiting. For Crosses stupid ass to get out, Allen thought a bit irritated.
It really is a nice room though. He thought and started unpacking his clothes, and other small items like his MP3 player. As well as his bathroom stuff that he packed in his duffle bag earlier.
When will the rest of our stuff be here? Allen wondered. After putting his things away, he left the room and ask Cross when they would be arriving.
"Those damn movers, said it would be this morning." Cross grumbled while taking a drag of his cigarette.
"But knowing those morons they probably got lost." he said, while grabbing another beer from the fridge.
"Well I hope they get here soon, before you get to drunk to work that is." Allen comments, as he grabs a water bottle to drink. But before Cross could retaliate, the door bell rings.
Saved by the bell. Allen thought smirking as he heads to the door. While dodging a beer can along the way, he answers it.
It's about freaking time they got here. Allen thought as he opens the door, and steps out of the way. The movers slowly start unloading boxes from the truck, and placing them down in the house. While Cross orders Allen, to put them in the rooms where they belong.
Do I look like a fucking slave to you! Allen thought as he hulls another heavy box upstairs.
"Why don't you get off your lazy ass and help!" Allen mutters while placing yet another box, in Crosses room.
"Oi, I heard that you fucking idiot!" Cross bellows up the stairs glaring at Allen.
"Good, you freaking lazy assed old drunk!" Allen shot back, as he slams a box down in one of the rooms, before heading down the stairs to grab another box.
"Don't make me come up there and beat your ass brat!" Cross hollers up the stairs. As the movers quietly place the last box on the floor, beside the seething man. Before running to their truck for safety.
"Like you could make it up here in your drunken state!" Allen mumbled quietly, while walking down the stairs for more boxes.
"Oi, what did you say boy?" Cross growled at Allen as he slams the door shut.
"Oh nothing master, I am just going to go unpack my room now." Allen smiles sweetly as he grabs the last box and runs upstairs to put it away.
Now, that was a close one. Allen thought, as he walked into his room to unpack the boxes. That were scattered all over his floor.
"Oi brat, I am going into town for a bit!" Cross yells while heading out the door.
"I won't be back till late, Your on your own for supper. Also make sure you clean this place up while your at it." Cross yelled again while he slammed the door closed.
"SERIOUSLY?! YOU GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!" Allen yells through-out the house. While he rips open a box, and dumps the contents on the floor.
Who in the HELL does he think I am, a freaking MAID or SOMETHING! Allen thought bitterly, as he sorts thru the mess, while bitching at Cross the whole time.
After Allen got thru the first box, he started to sweat. Man it hot in here, he thought as he grabbed another box to sort.
Maybe I should open the window. Allen thought while he heads towards the window and opens it, A nice breeze enters the room.
Allen stands there with his eyes closed. as the cool breeze caresses his face gently. He breaths in the salty sea air slowly and relaxes a bit.
Before Allen could get back to work he plugs in his MP3 player, and cranks it up.
But what Allen doesn't realize, is that there is a certain grumpy samurai neighbor named kanda Yuu. Trying to meditate on his bed across, the way.
What the hell? where the fuck is that gay ass music coming from? kanda thought while getting up from his bed and looking around his room.
Well it isn't coming from my stupid ass foster brothers. Thought Kanda, as he glances out his window. Just then kanda does a double take, when he sees a short little fuck with white hair unpacking.
Che, great now I have to put with another annoying little fuck. kanda thought miserably as he watches the boy go thru more boxes.
About half way thru the last box, one of Allen's favorite songs came on. It was Shy Boy By: Jordan Sparks.
Song Intro: Vocals
Where in the door I get a smile from a fly boy he seen me before and makes his move like a fly boy I'm sick and tired of them fly boys, it's bye-bye boy.
( What the hell? Kanda thought scowling, as the white haired boy waves bye-bye and spins around while he continues singing.)
I'm in a lounge, I get a wink from a bad boy he comes around all puffed up like a bad boy, I'm sick and tired of them bad boys.
(What the fuck! is that bean sprout doing?! kanda wondered, while he watches the sprout thru the window, winking and then puffing out his chest. while singing.)
Cause I got my eye on this other guy back in the booth with his boys he's all mellowed out and tonight I don't mind me a shy boy so I gotta know are you a shy boy?
( doesn't he realize how fucking stupid he looks, idiot. He thought shaking his head in udder confusion. As the boy continues to dance around his room.)
I'm by the stage, I get a look from a rock, he's got the shades on in doors like a rock boy. I'm sick and tired of them rock boys so bye, bye boy
(I mean seriously!? is he a fucking girl, or a homo, or something? kanda thought as he continued to watch his neighbor dancing around his room with shades on no less.)
Out on the floor I get the moves from a homeboy, Trying to score his body rocks like a homeboy, I'm sick and tired of them homeboys.
(I would of thought that idiot, would of at least pick another fucking song to sing. kanda thought while, laughing his ass off at the small boy's antics.)
Cause I got my eye on this other guy, back in the booth with his boys he's all mellowed out. And tonight, I don't mind me a shy boy. So I gotta know are you a shy boy?
(This is just to fucking hilarious! he thought wiping tears from his eyes, as he watches the sprout flings his bangs back with his hand in a very girly motion.)
Freak boy, fresh boy, slick boy, your messing with a tomboy. I might just knock you out like a school boy. Rude boy, playboy, cowboy, I've heard it all before. But I'm going out to get me a shy boy.
(That stupid rabbit, would of love to see this! Kanda thought holding his side while laughing hysterically, as the boy finishes the song.)
As kanda lays on his bed trying to catch his breath. From the entertainment the boy gave without his knowledge.
He thinks, I wonder who that fucking bean sprout is anyways? while he peeks out the window again to observe the boy a bit more.
He's kind of cute, an idiot but cute. kanda thought with a small smile as he walks away from the window before he could get caught.
After Allen finished dancing, he looks around the room making sure that there wasn't anything else, that he needed put away. Before moving to the other rooms on that floor, which he still needed to clean.
Once everything was put away properly upstairs. Allen went into his room and grabbed his MP3 player, as well as his speakers. So that he could move them downstairs, while he cleans the other rooms, of the house. Before Cross gets home later.
"But first, let get something to eat timcampi" Allen said as he walks into the kitchen to search for food.