I updated Perfectly in Tune~

Oh, right, if you don't read Walk on Water:

I am really, really, really sorry for not updating this for an extremely long period of time.

Yeah, I procrastinate a lot. D: I finished half last week, and then I put it off 'cause I needed to go to sleep...And then it took until now. Frankly, I'm not very satisfied with this chapter, and I might be messing up the storyline since I kind of forget what happened before..

Also, I'm wondering, did my writing style change? ._.

There's a new character in here- he's actually based off a person in my class who is Chinese. He talks with an accent, and he's really funny even though he doesn't mean to be (sometimes he does). I tried to base the new character off of him, but it's kind of hard to portray my classmate's personality..

Also, since there are different 'sounds' in Mandarin, lan can be blue, and it can also be lazy, depending on the way you write it and pronounce it.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Chapter 5: After Classes

"Heyy, Allen!" shouted Lavi from across the hallway, his cello case on his back. "You went into the orchestra too?"

"Of course I did!" replied Allen, his cheeks colouring somewhat. "It's..well.."

"You play flute?" Lavi asked curiously, stepping in beside the white-haired teen. "Wow, that's so cool!"

Allen managed a nervous laugh. "I haven't played it in a really long time, so I'll probably mess up…And Kanda's going to make fun of me."

"Don't worry, beansprout!" exclaimed the redhead. "You'll be perfectly fine!" He laughed and ran down the hallway, searching for the orchestra room. A trail of loose papers fluttered in his wake like confetti.

Allen sighed, chasing after his disorganized friend to the orchestra.

When they entered the class, they were met with a teacher standing on a chair.

"Hello, students!" cried Bak Chan, waving his baton wildly in the air. "I am the conductor of the Black Order Academy Youth Orchestra, the BOAYO! Call me Mr. Chan!" He put a hand to his chin, rubbing it thoughtfully and trying to look very cool and professional- although he ultimately failed, especially with the ridiculous amount of sparkles floating around himself.

"Everyone so loud," said a black-haired student flatly with a heavy Chinese accent.

"Hm?" Bak's attention flipped to the Chinese student.

"So noisy," the student said. He made a face and yawned, and some surrounding students laughed.

"You! What's your name?!" yelled Bak, pointing his baton directly at the Chinese student who was holding a beat-up looking trumpet.

"Haaa? What you say?" he asked, putting a hand to his ear.

"Your name!"

The Chinese teen yawned again, making Bak even more agitated. "Mane? Like lion?" He did a very realistic

demonstration and snarled, and the whole class laughed- Lavi's being the loudest of all, clear as a bell.

"Your name!" Bak repeated loudly.

"Ohh, my name! You should know name, you are teacher, right?"

"I'm asking your name, so I don't know! Tell me it!" Bak was close to tears, being the emotional man he is.

"Lan," he said. "My name is Lan." A wide smile stretched over Lan's face, and his eyes opened a little wider, dispelling his sleepy image.

"Lan? Like..blue?" Bak said, trying to remember some Chinese.

"No, teacher, Lan, like lazy," Lan replied. "You did not get sounds right in head."

"Okay, Lan, to the office, right now." The conductor pointed to the door.

"Where is office?" Lan questioned innocently.

"I give up!"

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"Hey, my favourite little beansprout!" Lavi was running towards Allen, who had left right after orchestra practice to go back to the dorms. "Hey!"

"I'm not a beansprout, Lavi!" protested the said beansprout, but Lavi just grinned and caught him in a headlock, ruffling his white hair.

"Well, where's Kanda?" asked Lavi.

"He went to the orchestra too?" questioned Allen, freeing himself from the redhead's strong grip.

"Of course he did," replied Lavi. "I could've sworn he was here a while ago.."

"I'm going back to the dorms," said the white-haired teen, waving. "I need to finish theory- we got a whole crapload today."

"Alright, beansprout! See you later!" called out Lavi, waving back to Allen. "Say hello to Daisya for me!"

"I will!"

Meanwhile, Kanda was hiding in the bushes, trying his best not to be noticed. He clutched his violin case against his chest tightly, wishing fervently that Lavi wouldn't search for him and just leave. Just leave, you idiot rabbit!

"Hmm…I wonder where Yuu is…" The redhead looked around quickly, scanning all around him. "Where did he go?"

Kanda breathed as slowly as he could.

"I don't think he could've gotten back so fast..I bet he's hiding somewhere."

No!

"Maybe he's behind these bushes!" Lavi marched right up to Kanda's hiding spot, and Kanda stiffened.

To Kanda's utter amazement and relief, Lavi laughed and walked away. "Naaah, he wouldn't hide in the bushes…He would just come right out and try to punch my lights out." The Japanese teen exhaled out, shifting a little.

That was a bad idea.

The bushes rustled and made a sound, and the redheaded rabbit looked back quickly. "Kanda..?"

Shit.

"KAANDAA!" exclaimed Lavi happily.

"Get away from me, rabbit!" Kanda snarled, and he started running as fast as his legs would take him.

He ran to the dorms, Lavi right behind him.

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"Any kind of soba would be fine."

It was dinnertime, 5 'o clock, and Kanda wanted soba after escaping from the rabbit, who was hell-bent on hugging him to death. His legs were sore, his feet hurt, and he wanted to take a shower right away. However, if you were in the dorms with Lavi, no matter what you did or where you went, he would find you. Always, and Kanda had proved this theory too.

"Yes! Coming right up, a soba~!" sang Jerry, the cook. In record time, a tray of soba was steaming in front of Kanda, and with a satisfied look, Kanda picked it up and walked to a table where no one sat.

Some people claimed that that table had "Kanda vibes" coming off of it, so no one sat there- out of fear for "Kanda vibes", which was utterly ridiculous and absurd. There was no such thing as a "Kanda vibe", but in a crazy school, the Japanese teen decided that anything was possible.

He picked up his chopsticks and began to eat his dinner with a soft, "Itadakimasu."

Everything was going fine, and he was almost done his soba, until he caught sight of a certain rabbit and a certain beansprout sauntering into the cafeteria.

And they caught sight of him.

"Hey, Kanda!" Lavi called out, waving wildly.

"Er..Hi," greeted Allen politely, shying away. Kanda che'd at this; the beansprout was such a puny little thing with a voice like a mosquito.

While the rabbit was a loud big-mouthed idiot who talked too much and had too much energy.

"Oh, we didn't get dinner yet!" Lavi grinned and walked away with Allen, arm in arm. For some reason, this made Kanda a little annoyed, but he brushed it off like it was nothing.

They came back; Lavi holding a tray with a normal amount of food, and Allen pushing a whole cart of it. Some people looked a little bit disturbed, others looked amazed, and some looked very scared, although Lavi dealt with it as if it was the most normal thing that happened in his life.

Kanda stopped eating and merely said that he had lost his appetite.

I hope you enjoyed the chapter! :D

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