LoveStoned

So I feel the need to explain this a little, too make this chapter work it is going to be divided into two parts, the first part from Kanda's perspective the second part from Lavi's. There is a lime-ish scene included in the next chapter but I don't write too graphically. Enjoy!

LoveStoned
Chapter 6 Part 1
Open House: Kanda

Stupid.
Kanda swung his arms in a sharp motion bringing the wooden sword down directly in front of him.
Ridiculous.
He raised the sword again and brought it down in the same place he had before.
I mean honestly? What were they thinking?
The serious frown he had been holding unto his face finally relaxed in hopelessness as Kanda lowered his arms. There was no stopping his parents once they had an idea even if that idea included hijacking their sons name in order to perpetuate this party thing that was really all for their benefit and none of his. It really wasn't that bad, a nuisance at most really considering all he had to do was float around, greet his classmates through tight smiles and hope they past kind words about his parents around just like they wanted.
Their not around enough to create their own image so they make me do it. The dark haired boy scoffed his eyes hard. Unbelievable.

School had become almost unbearable since the day the flyers were sent out. Girls constantly rushed up to him whenever they caught a glance of his signature long hair tied up in a high ponytail putting on their best faces as they cooed, "Kanda-oh I mean Kanda-san!" they would all burst into giggles at their little joke. Kanda would half sneer at them.
"Is it true about the party?"
Oh no, the flyers are just up there for shits and giggles when I tell you bitches "gotcha! There is no fucking party!"
He decided instead to give a simple "Yes."
Their faces flushed a color that would have been pleasant to any other boy but had no effect on the Kanda's cold demeanor, "That's great! We would love to see your house and the party will be awesome to! We'll see you later okay? Bye Kanda-san!"
A shudder ran up and down his spine and he suddenly wondered whether or not it was possible to wash off someone's voice from your body.

"Hey Kanda." A cool tone spoke smoothly that surprisingly had no trace of teasing in it…for now.
Now that voice, as Kanda swallowed hard, was one he decided he didn't particularly want to forget which was a strange feeling for him.
"Hey Lavi."
How did they keep meeting like this? It was getting ridiculous and no doubt there was a joke bouncing on the tip of the redhead's tongue-
"Ha! C'mon we can do better then that! We keep greeting each other like this a lot of people are gonna think we're…uncomfortable."
They way he let the word slip through his mouth played on Kanda's well kept emotions. It always seemed, since after the incident at the club, like Lavi was now trying to push him towards something that he wasn't necessarily sure he wanted to be pushed to.
But then again Kanda considered it could all just be in my head.
"Party huh? That's pretty…social of you. What caused the change of heart?"
Kanda bit down hard, "The enjoyment I'll get out of telling you you're not invited."

The dark haired boy got a little thrill out of seeing the smug look wiped of the redheads face but Lavi quickly recovered grinning once more. Kanda raised one dark eyebrow at him, this guy…he's impossible to figure out.
"Yes I am. Flyer says…" Lavi dug in his pocket and produced one of the blue colored flyers, " "Every student is invited to Kanda Yuu's house party, this Friday starting at 8pm. Once again all students are invited. Please come for food, drinks entertain-blahdeblahblah" Last time I checked I was a student at this school."
The smugness was back in place and Kanda clenched his jaw again.
"I'll make an exception."
"Don't be such an ass."
"Why don't you go play with your other friends?" Kanda finally hissed quietly. It was Lavi's turn to raise an eyebrow now and the dark haired boy tried to suppress the redness creeping on his cheeks as the other boys pale green eye looked over him.
"You serious man? I think you kinda owe me you know? To keep my mouth shut?" A devious smirk crept over his features. Kanda's face paled in confusion and then flushed again when he realized what the redhead was saying.
"You wouldn't. he hissed through clenched teeth, "It was an accident and you know it."
"Yeah, but they don't." Lavi replied as he gestured to the students walking past them through the halls, "Think that might get some interesting publicity for you and your parents?"
For a minute Kanda began to think there was no way this guy was that mean. That cold hearted and cruel and for half a second his face smoothed back into stone as he prepared to call the redheads bluff.
Lavi beat him to it, "I can't hang out with my friends." He admitted holding up his hands in defeat, "Lenalee won't talk to me because I refused to stop trying to be friends with you."
Kanda's stone smoothes was disrupted again as shock settled into his features, Me? He's been friends with Allen and Lenalee all his life and he is getting the cold shoulder from them…for me?
He quickly coughed into his hand to mask his surprise and groaned inwardly at the sudden obligation he was feelings towards the green eyed boy.
"What does that got to do with me? Stop trying to waste my time and go back with them…what I mean is-they are your real friends. You and I will never be like that so just give it up already."
Kanda managed to keep his voice even throughout his entire speech but he had not let that fact his voice had almost cracked twice go unnoticed. I've never really had anyone who would do that for me. Damnit this guy must be a fucktard amoung fucktards if he would ditch his friends like that! What an asshole…
Lavi's face seemed to struggle with which emotion it wanted to portray so it finally settled with him looking off to the side as he grumbled, "I don't want to."
A pang seized Kanda's heart as he saw now an opening. A weak spot…something Lavi had not once shown since he had met him and now Kanda couldn't deny he felt slightly guilty for causing it which was possibly the strangest feeling he had had today. He sighed, defeated once again,
"Fine…you can come. But don't come whining to me when even the bean sprout stops talking to you." He mumbled quietly lowering his own eyes so that they stared at the random swirls and designs on Lavi's brown band t-shirt.
"Really? I didn't think it would be that easy!" the cheerfulness had returned to Lavi's voice as though he had merely flipped a switch from 'pout' to 'happy'. This caused Kanda to stare once again in quiet confusion as he desperately tried to read past the redhead's facade…His mask is as good as mine. Maybe even better.

The dark haired boy scowled muttering "whatever…" under his breath before pushing past pale eyed boy.
"Well great!" Lavi called after him, his voice all sunshine and grins yet again, "I'll see you Friday then!"
Taking his last chance to get a good swipe at Lavi Kanda turned and called back, "You'll see me in two hours you fuckhead."
Lavi only mocked a gasp and shook an index finger at him, "That’s naughty language! Yuu are being a bad boy!"
Kanda's face burned with rage and embarrassment at the use of his first name but mostly because of the context in which Lavi had used it. He turned quickly away from the redhead to hide his humiliation, Lavi's laughter following him down the hall.

His home was empty as usual when Kanda got home and he did not even bother to offer a greeting to the high white walls as he slipped off his shoes. A maid gave him a small curtsy as she hurried past with a stack of towels folded in her arms to which Kanda acknowledged with only a curt nod. He dared not venture to the other end of the house where no doubt the other maids and servants were preparing for the party. Through a nearby window he could see they had already taken over the backyard, the pool equipped now with changing colored lights and the porch and garden pavilion were covered in white streamers probably so at night the colors from the lights would reflect on them. Any normal teenagers would have probably been ecstatic at the abundance of cakes, finger foods and decorations but not Kanda. He seemed to be the only one immune to his parent's ploys for he saw them for what they truly were, manipulation wrapped up in a bow. Without another glance he trudged up the tall marble staircase to dump his bag in his room and get his Kendo gear and practice for awhile. His parents had presented him with a small Japanese styled dojo in one of the vacant rooms near his own. It was very nice, they had even replaced the western door that once served as its entrance for a traditional Japanese one and the floors where made of the finest wood but this 'gift' held a heavy price behind that he was sure his parents would cash into one day.

The dark haired boy gave a start as a woman dressed in a simple but expensive looking sundress whirled around the corner talking in sharp quick Japanese. Kanda instantly stood straight when he saw eyes that mirrored his own flicker over to wear he stood.
"Konnichiwa okāsama."
His mother held up a hand to him, "English please, Yuu. I've told you before."
Kanda's mouth twisted slightly, You're not speaking English right now!"
The dark haired woman raised an eyebrow at him and he quickly smiled, "Sorry okā-mother. Habit."
"Hush Yuu, I'm on the phone. Hai, hai. Wakarimasen…lie. Hai. Uh-huh…arigato.
She shut the phone with an irritated sigh, "I don't see why we can't get him to come! I invited a very popular European band to come play here for a nice sum and yet they say their schedule is too full! In Japan this would never have happened, I could have an idol over here in a snap…" his mother continued to grumble to herself and seemed to have forgotten her son was even standing there.
"Oh yes, Yuu. Are you going to go practice? Well you can't. Go get cleaned up and ready."
"Mother it's only four…"
"Well that gives you four hours to do as you're told now go on! Momma has things to attend to." Her cell phone rang again and she answered quickly her voice fading down the steps Kanda had just come up. He grimaced and glared at his mothers back with contempt before going to practice anyway. Like she'll notice I disobeyed anyway.

His mother had been right though. The four hours flew by and before Kanda knew it he was hurrying to get ready. Thankfully his mother was too preoccupied with yelling at carters and rushing maids. He had already discovered his mother did not plan to stay for the party and would be on a plane back to the corporate headquarters in Japan as fast as she humanly could. People had already begun arriving and soon the yard and house were buzzing with what appeared to be all of his school and then some. But then again Kanda didn't know anyone from outside his Kendo club, well…that and Lavi. A couple of kids holding plastic cups that Kanda was certain didn't come from any of his mothers catering stand staggered up to him and in half slurred tones complimented him on the party,
"Yeah man, Ithoughts youwas just an…a…wait is it 'an' or 'a'." the girl he was half slumped against giggled like mad, "Hey-hey let's go to the poooolloll."
As if they had already forgot about the dark haired boy they stumbled out through the glass porch doors and. He watched as the girl struggled and giggled against the boy as he tossed her into the pool. Great. It was only a matter of time before someone brought booze. The lights suddenly dimmed as the stereo blared some popular pop dance song causing many squeals of delight from the large female group as they moved to scoff the floors with their cheap third rate shoes.

Already beginning to feel an ache in his temple Kanda attempted to move through the crowd to check the damage being done in his backyard. He caught a glimpse of what looked like a shirtless guy chasing a girl who was barley holding up her bathing suit top while he sprayed her with shaving cream. Who the hell brings shaving cream to a party! His brows twitching with rage he now pushed his way through the crowd only to be stopped by a familiar single pale green eyes staring at him amusement. He was dressed in his normal fashion, black jeans (accept now with thin crisscrossing silver chains), green athletic fit t-shirt with the words 'Bride and Groom' written in yellow print that hugged attractively to his chest.
"Hey Yuu-kun."
Kanda said nothing at first until Lavi's new nickname fully sunk in. He gritted his teeth; I don't have time for this!
"Piss off. I'm sick of your shit." His voice was cold sharp and held no humor or even embarrassment in it. Lavi smiled awkwardly at first as if he was trying to figure out if he was joking or not. At first triumph surged in his chest as his mind yelled, I've won! But Kanda had not been prepared for Lavi's reaction he actually looked…sad. A stab of guilt struck Kanda's chest as he clenched his jaw now not to look intimidating but to hide his emotions. No longer able to hold Lavi's gaze he flicked his eyes away and moved to go past him. The redhead did not move out of his way causing Kanda's shoulder to bump against his as he strode by.
Damnit…what was that reaction?! I've said things a thousand times worse before and he just smiles and bounces back....what did I say-forget it! I don't care about that redheaded orphan bastard.
Kanda's mouth twisted slightly as he found he didn't feel one bit of satisfaction in finally getting to Lavi. Not one bit.

To Be Continued in Part 2…