Note: Anything bolded is being said in Latin

Anything in bold italics is in Japanese.

Oh, and once again, outside of the story, anything said in bold is me, Sailorstar165

And anything said like this outside is me, Shimanishiki.

Yay to Co-writes!

"Is he wearing a skirt?!"

"Correction: it's a Sailor Moon cosplay."

Lavi glared at his friend, his green eye flashing angrily. "It's a guy! Guys shouldn't wear that stuff!"

"I saw you checking him out," Allen replied. He followed Lenalee to the front desk before Lavi could respond.

"I was not!" Lavi shouted after his friend. A few cosplayers stopped and stared, but shouting was perfectly normal at conventions so they didn't think much of it. Lavi didn't know that though, and tried to hide behind Allen in embarrassment. This didn't work very well considering Lavi was much taller than the other boy.

Lenalee giggled. This was Lavi's first convention. "Should I ask what you guys were arguing about?"

"Confidential information," Lavi muttered in perfect Latin.

"Right..." Lenalee glanced at Allen, who quickly translated for her. She shook her head, her black pigtails swinging slightly.1 "Tell him I said he's a moron."

"A very smart moron," Lavi pointed out.

"Lavi, she does not speak Latin," Allen said flatly.

"So? It is a code for men."

"Most men do not speak it either."

"It is our code, then."

Allen rolled his eyes and followed Lenalee and her mother to the elevators. Lavi followed close behind, carefully avoiding wooden weapons and poofy skirts. He was amazed at the craftsmanship and detail on some of the costumes and disappointed by others.

The elevator was crowded at best, jam-packed at worst. It wasn't so much from the number of people but more from the oversized costumes and props. Lenalee and Allen didn't seem to notice or care, but Lavi was rather uncomfortable with all the people so close, especially the guys.

They reached their floor. Allen pushed past all the cosplayers and held the door open for Lenalee, her mom, and Lavi to get out. "I never want to go on an elevator again," Lavi grumbled.

"You're lucky we even got an elevator," Allen said, shifting his bag's weight a bit. "None of the elevators ever work here."

Lavi shrugged and followed Lenalee's mom to the two rooms. "Holy cow!" Lavi said, jumping on one of the beds. "Dibs!"

"How'd your mom get two rooms right next to each other?" Allen asked Lenalee, staring around the huge room.

"She booked them six months in advance," Lenalee replied. She went through the connecting door to where she and her mom would be sleeping. "Allen, you're on this side."

"Wait, I get a room all to myself?" Lavi sat up. "Sweet!" He jumped up and down on the bed.

"Actually, you're sharing a room with my friend Yuu Kanda," Lenalee said sheepishly. "He'll be here soon, so keep your stuff on your side of the room."

"And I have to share with him because...?"

"Do you want me to tell her?" Allen asked.

"Tell her and you die," Lavi shouted back. He threw a pillow just to make sure his point got across.

Allen shut the connecting door, and the pillow bounced harmlessly off. Once the danger had passed, Allen dared poke his head out and said, "I was just asking."

"Should I ask what's going on?" Lenalee asked, raising an eyebrow. Her phone bleeped, alerting Lenalee to a message. "Oh! He's here. See you in a few." She waved and left, leaving Allen and Lenalee alone in the room.

"I don't wanna share with a guy," Lavi grumbled, flopping back on his bed. "Things'll get awkward."

"Like when you hit on me?"

Lavi twitched. "Y-you looked like a girl! How was I s'posed to know you were straight?"

"The fact I was drooling over Alex in history wasn't a hint?"

"I didn't have that class with you! 'Sides, Alex is a guy name too." Lavi grinned a crooked grin. "It's not like I meant ta hit on ya. Just came out that way."

Allen rolled his eyes. "Whatever. I gotta get changed into my cosplay so Lenalee can hog the bathroom. You should change too."

"Gotcha." Lavi searched his suitcase for his pirate outfit. He fingered the bandage over his eye before pulling it off and putting the eye patch over it. It wasn't like anyone could see he was missing an eye with the patch on.

There was a knock just as Lavi was changing his shirt. "One sec!" he said, tugging on his pirate shirt and vest. He opened the door leading to the hallway. He wasn't quite expecting what greeted him.

The person standing next to Lenalee was about Lavi's height with long, tangled black hair. The person reminded Lavi of Samara from The Ring, and the glare wasn't helping.

"Woah, she-he-she?-no he looks like a drowned rat!" Lavi commented. "What're ya tryin' ta be? Samara from The Ring?"

"Ussendayo!"2 the person shouted. He pushed past Lavi and slammed the bathroom door.

"Wow. How do you do it?" Lenalee asked, staring at the closed door.

"Do what?"

"You pissed Kanda off in the first thirty seconds of meeting him. That takes talent."

Lavi grinned mischievously. "Aw, everyone loves me. They just don't realize it, yet."

Lenalee fought a smile and lost. "Shut up. Finish getting changed so we can all head down."

"Allen! You're girlfriend's picking on me!"Lavi called to the other room, causing both Lenalee and Allen to blush when he poked his head in.

"She's not my girlfriend!" Allen said.

"You're wife then?"

Allen glared but kept his mouth shut.

"You know, you look even more like a girl, Allen," Lavi teased.

He didn't, though. Allen was wearing a short white wig and had a large drawn-on tattoo over one eye. Small dog-ears popped up from his head. The fangs and red contacts added a hint of danger to his demonic character.

"Well, you look..." Allen couldn't think of a good insult, "like a Gay smelly pirate."

"That's the stupidest thing I've ever—" Lavi stopped mid-sentence when Kanda finally came out of the bathroom. The man was carrying his damp shirt in one hand and using the other to dry his hair with a towel. Kanda stared back at Lavi a moment, as if not quite sure what to make of the redhead's stare.

"T-this is why I do not want to room with him!" Lavi shouted, finally breaking eye contact with Kanda. "If he keeps walking around without a shirt on, I swear I—"

"He is just too arousing for you," Allen said, happy to at last have ammunition against his friend.

Lavi blushed. "S-shut up, Allen!" he shouted. "I'm gonna kill you!"

Allen shut the door in Lavi's face and locked it. "See you guys at the con," he said, his voice muffled through the door.

"L-Lenalee!" Lavi whined, only to realize the Chinese girl was gone. She must have sneaked over to the other room through the hall during the argument.

Lavi glanced over to his roommate, only to turn away blushing. The man had stripped off all his clothes and was putting on his costume. Don't look. He's not here. Don't look. Of course, telling himself not to only made him look again. He turned even redder. Why me...? Lavi threw on the last of his costume and rushed to the door. He stopped, hand on the doorknob, and muttered, "Sorry... I didn't mean ta insult ya..."

Kanda watched the redhead leave and cursed. The moment he'd walked through the door, he knew he was in trouble. What's Lenalee thinking?! he thought, adjusting his costume. Why'd she put me in a room with that guy? He cussed again. This is going to be a long weekend...

Lavi met up with Allen and Lenalee down at the convention after grabbing his pass. It wasn't easy to do, since they were surrounded by dozens of people for pictures, and when he came closer, everyone squealed and begged him to get into the picture too.

"Um... why are they taking pictures of us?" Lavi muttered as all the fangirls got their cameras ready.

"Smile now, asks questions later," Allen replied.

The girls snapped their pictures, blinding Lavi with the flashes. Once they were finished with the photo shoot, the girls thanked them and Lenalee was chatting with them about the panels and other things going on that night.

Lavi, meanwhile, finally got a good look at Lenalee's black-and-red costume. She'd been keeping it under wraps for months. Her top was, for lack of better description, blood red ribbons with a thick piece of black fabric covering the important parts that ended right above her belly button. Her black skirt was low on her hips and was just long enough to hide her panties and a little ruffled at the bottom. Her black shoes were heels with red ribbons that crisscrossed all the way up her legs to her thighs. She also had a tattered cape. Her hair was styled into two buns on the side of her heads with the red ribbons tied around and dangling down. Her bangs hung down, adding to the "princess on the run" effect that was so popular in Tsukikage Taiyou3, the manga they'd all dressed up from.

"D-does her mom know she's wearing that?" Lavi hissed to Allen.

"Her mom's the one who suggested it," Allen muttered back.

Lavi looked back down at his pirate costume. It was rather simple in comparison to Allen and Lenalee's spectacular costumes. He really liked the manga and his favorite character was the pirate, but now he was starting to wish he'd picked a more complicated costume for Lenalee to make for him. Though, he'd chosen it not only because of his love of the character but also because of the eye patch.

"Oh! Kanda! Over here!" Lenalee called out suddenly.

Lavi didn't want to see what Kanda was wearing, but he dared. He instantly regretted it when he heard all the girls squealing.

Kanda was in a traditional samurai costume with the sleeves torn off. The top was open, which was probably why the fangirls were squealing. He had a sword at his hip.

"Um... Kosuke-san..." one of the fangirls muttered shyly. She was using the name of the character he was dressed as. "Can I... get a picture of you?"

"I wouldn't be dressed up if I didn't want pictures," Kanda replied coldly.

The girl took a few quick pictures. "Um... Can I get one of you and Yue-san...?" she asked.

"Oi, get over here, Baka," Kanda called.

"I have a name," Lavi muttered. He walked away from Allen and Lenalee, who were still getting their pictures taken.

"And I'm supposed to know it?"

"The name's Lavi."

The girl looked from one angry cosplayer to the other. "Um... if you... don't want your pictures together..."

"No, it's fine," Lavi said cheerfully. "What do you want us to do?"

"A... romantic picture?"

Lavi's jaw dropped. "W-what?! Where do you get that from?"

"The title translates to Moonlight Sun," one of the other fangirls said.

"So...?"

"Yue means 'moon' and Kosuke means 'sun.' When you think about it, it makes sense," the third fangirl explained.

"It refers to Luna and Misae, baka," Kanda muttered.

"Hey, don't be rude to them. They didn't do anything to you!" Lavi was really getting ticked off with Kanda. "You may look cute, but your attitude sucks!"

"I think we started a lovers' spat," the first girl whispered to her friends, who nodded.

"We're not lovers!" Lavi shouted at the same time that Kanda said it calmly.

"You're a bunch of morons," Kanda grumbled.

"Don't be mean!" Lavi said again, smacking Kanda's arm.

The three girls seemed a little down. "Sorry for causing you both trouble."

"No trouble!" Lavi said quickly. "Yuu's just being a—"

"Don't. Call. Me. Yuu!" Kanda snapped.

"Geez, sorry. Ya could've asked nicely."

"Fine," Kanda growled. "Please don't call me Yuu."

"Now you need an attitude adjustment." Lavi tapped his cheek affectionately. "So, shall we give them their little picture?"

Kanda scanned the nearby area. He gestured to a bench and sat down. Then he pointed at the ground right in front of him. Lavi blushed furiously, not quite sure what he was supposed to do, but he tried to stay composed as he sat between Kanda's legs on the floor. Kanda leaned forward and wrapped his arms around Lavi's shoulders, resting his head against Lavi's. They were both posing stiffly, not quite comfortable with each other.

The girls started taking pictures. More joined them and the shoot continued. In that time, both teens started to relax. Neither could hear the other's heart beat racing over their own. Each tried to act calm so that the other wouldn't notice how much it affected them to be so close.

Lavi lost track of time. He laid his head on Kanda's knees, making their faces that much closer. He closed his eye, wanting the silent touch to continue.

"Damn it! We've been here three minutes," Kanda groused. "Three, two, one, done!"

Lavi blinked. He hadn't realized they'd been there that long. Kanda, on the other hand, knew exactly how long they'd been there, right down to the last second—he'd been counting.

"Get up, Baka. I can't stand up with you hanging on me."

Lavi turned and glared. "What happened ta ya askin' me nicely?"

"Just get up."

Lavi sighed and used Kanda's knee to push himself up. He miscalculated how close that would bring them. Their faces were inches apart. So close together...

About ten flashes went off at that moment. It took a second to realize that they'd just posed for yet another picture without noticing.

Lavi stood up all the way and brushed himself off, pretending like he'd meant to do that last bit. Kanda just grunted and stood up behind him.

"Hey, where'd Allen and Lenalee go?" Lavi asked, scanning the now dissipating crowd. The princess and demon were no longer in sight.

"They probably got tired of waiting for you," Kanda said, reaching into his Con bag for a schedule.

"Excuse me? You were in the picture too."

"Baka Ninjin," Kanda replied. He glanced through the schedule. "Let's go."

"Go where?" Lavi asked, peeking at Kanda's schedule.

"Baka. To the Kingdom Hearts panel."

Lavi's eye widened. "Kingdom Hearts? That game Final Fantasy that barfed up Disney?"4 A smile twitched across Kanda's face. "Did you just smile?"

"No," Kanda replied. He started walking, and Lavi trailed after him. "Don't you have something better to do?"

"Er... I don't know what to do right now. This is kinda my first con..."

Kanda slapped a hand over Lavi's mouth. "Don't say this is your first con to anyone else."

"Why not?" Lavi managed to ask behind Kanda's hand.

Kanda removed his hand. "They sacrifice newbies like pagans sacrifice goats."

"What? They kill newbies?"

"You'd wish you were dead."

"So... if anyone were to find out..."

"They'll put you in a dress and make you walk across the stage at the Masquerade."

"What if I don't do it?"

"They'll tie you up and drag you across the stage. They call it 'baptism,' I call it cruel and unusual punishment."

Lavi raised an eyebrow. "They did it to you, didn't they?"

"What's sad about it is a couple of guys asked me for my number after."

Lavi choked down a laugh and made it sound like a cough. He covered his mouth to hide his smile. "I'm so sorry."

"Are you laughing at me?"

"No. I have allergies." Lavi faked a few more coughs. "So? Kingdom Hearts panel?"

Kanda grunted and they went on their way.

A few panels later, Kanda dragged Lavi to a viewing room for an eighteen plus anime. "What's Yaoi?"5 Lavi asked after showing the staffer his I.D.

"You can't be that innocent," Kanda said, slapping his face. "It's... You know what? It's better for you to just watch."

They went into the darkened room and took two seats near the back. Kanda watched Lavi's face carefully for any signs that he might possibly be enjoying the show. That would prove once and for all what Lavi was.

At first, Lavi seemed pretty bored with the anime. When it got to the scene, though, he turned a shade even redder than his hair. He slapped his hands over his mouth and Kanda heard him whisper, "Oh... my... God..." A few moments later, and Lavi's hands dropped to his knees. "Y-you watch this?"

"No," Kanda replied, closing his eyes and smirking. That was a lie, of course, but Lavi didn't have to know that. "I just wanted to see your face when you realized what Yaoi was."

"Then can we go now."

"This is your punishment."

"For what?"

"For calling me Yuu and all those insults."

"I said I was sorry!"

A bunch of people turned and shushed them. "It's the best part!"

Lavi turned back to the screen in time to see the worst part. His eye widened and he couldn't take them away until the whole scene was finished. Then he covered his eye and eye patch. "I may be Gay, but I'm so not into this," he muttered to himself. He sat up suddenly, realizing his inner thought had come out of his mouth. He glanced at Kanda, who seemed preoccupied with his schedule. Good. He didn't hear me.

Kanda had, but didn't say a word. "Let's head to the Rave."

"Rave?"

"The dance, Baka Ninjin."

"Why? You want to dance with me?"

"It would be a good experience for a—"

It was Lavi's turn to slap his hand over Kanda's mouth. "I will kill you and I've read enough mysteries to know where to hide the body."

Kanda nodded, and Lavi could feel the smirk against his hand.

"I smell a noob!" someone shouted from the front.

Lavi pointed at a random person. "It's him! He's the newbie!"

"Wow, you're more obvious than I thought," comment the person next to Lavi's unfortunate victim.

In the scuffle that followed, Lavi was able to escape with Kanda trailing behind. Kanda then led Lavi down to the Rave. They met up with Lenalee and Allen there. Kanda propped up a wall and watched Lavi, Allen, and Lenalee dance rather than do anything himself.

Lavi's eye every so often strayed over to Kanda. The samurai looked handsome and mysterious in the flashing lights. He couldn't help it.

"You know you can ask him to dance," Allen muttered.

Lavi glared. "Hell no."

Kanda, meanwhile, was watching them from afar. He reached into his con bag and pulled out a bottle of water. It was getting really hot. He sipped some and put it back in.

When he looked back up at Lavi, he frowned. The redhead wasn't quite as energetic as he'd been a few moments earlier. A few minutes later, Lavi stopped dancing and put a hand against his forehead. Kanda was next to him in a second.

"We're out of here," Kanda said, supporting Lavi by the elbow.

"I saw the line!" Lavi complained. "If we leave now, we won't get back in for another two hours!"

"Three, actually," Allen corrected.

"Doesn't matter," Kanda grumbled. He tugged Lavi's arm.

Lavi pulled his elbow out of Kanda's grip. "I'll just get some water and..."

Kanda forced his water bottle into Lavi's hands. "Here."

"Ew... I don't want your backwash."

Kanda grabbed Lavi's arm again and dragged him to the corner of the room farthest from the lights and music. "Drink it," he said, forcing Lavi to sit.

Lavi looked at the mostly full water bottle and was about to take a big gulp when Kanda added, "Slowly." Lavi glared, but sipped the water instead of chugging it.

After a few minutes, Kanda asked, "Feeling better?"

Lavi nodded and handed the empty bottle back. He didn't get up, though. "You know, I think I'm ready to head back." His watch read one in the morning. "Lenalee's mom's probably freaking out by now."

"No, I don't think so."

"Why do ya say that?"

Kanda pointed to a middle-aged woman dancing with at least ten glow sticks and glow necklaces around her neck.

"Oh... That's why..."

Kanda helped Lavi off the floor and pushed through the dancing bodies to the door. Lavi shivered at how cold it was outside of the Rave room. He was glad in the Rave to not have sleeves, but now he was starting to wish for some.

The convention was practically deserted as they walked back to the hotel room. They didn't have to fight for an elevator or anything to get to their floor and back to their room.

Lavi searched his pockets and froze. "Er... I hope you have a key. I left mine in the room..." He's been in such a rush to leave that he'd left it on the night stand.

Kanda pulled out the cardkey and opened the door for him. "Ladies first," he said.

"You know, if I wasn't so nice and tired, I'd seriously hurt you right now," Lavi grumbled. He lay down on the bed, his legs hanging off. "Oh, and thanks for the water. I really needed that."

Kanda was taking off his costume top when Lavi let out moan. "What?" he asked, draping the jacket on the chair.

"It's burned into my eyes," Lavi complained.

"Well excuse me for not being a tanning salon freak," Kanda grumbled.

"What the heck talking about?" Lavi had his hands covering his face. "I was talking about that movie you dragged me to. I can't sleep with that imprinted in my brain!"

"Want me to make you forget it?" Kanda asked.

"Please. Do anything."

"All right," Kanda said. His voice was so much closer, for some reason. "Open your eyes."

Lavi did as he was told only to find Kanda's face not even an inch away from his. That's when his reflexes kicked in.

The redhead swung out and Kanda, who caught both his arms and forced them down on the bed. Kanda glanced over Lavi's body before whispering, "Yaoi."

"W-what?" Lavi asked, dazed.

Kanda smiled. Lavi was blushing furiously and seemed really out of it. "You're welcome," he said, climbing off Lavi and going back to his bed. He tried to focus on changing into his pajamas, but now the image of Lavi was imprinted on his mind. He cursed quietly in Japanese.

"I... I'm taking se—I mean—a shower." Lavi ran into the bathroom.

Kanda chuckled at Lavi's slip up. The redhead was just so cute when he was flustered. Kanda blushed. When did I start thinking he was cute? he wondered as he finished changing for bed.

"You going to bed?" Kanda asked when Lavi came out of the bathroom. He was now wearing reading glasses and doing homework.

Lavi flopped onto his bed. "Yeah. I'm exhausted." He cracked open an eye. "What'cha doin'?"

"Homework," Kanda replied with a shrug. He flipped a few pages in the dictionary in his lap and scribbled something down.

"What kind? I'm good at history."

"Latin," Kanda said, scrunching his nose at something. "I'm having trouble with it."

"Vah! Denuone Latine loquebar? Me ineptum. Interdum modo elabitur," Lavi said with a smirk.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"Oh! Was I speaking Latin again? Silly me. Sometimes it just sort of slips out," Lavi repeated in English. "Want help?"

Kanda closed his books. "No. I just finished. The last one was what you just said."

"You know, that's something my Latin teacher would do. In fact, I think it was on our last test." Lavi smiled proudly. He'd been the only one to get that one right.

Kanda put away his things. "Go to sleep. You were tired, weren't you?"

Lavi stifled a yawn. "How long have you been studying Latin?"

"A week or two," Kanda said, shrugging. "Go to sleep. You look like death warmed over."

"Aw, thank you," Lavi said sarcastically. He pulled his covers over him and snuggled into his pillow. "You look wonderful too. Like death warmed over warmed over."

Kanda scowled. "Well, I'm warmed over twice, so that makes me hot."

"Don't flatter yourself." Lavi yawned again. "'Night, Yuu. See you in the morning."

"Don't call me—" But Lavi was already asleep. Damn, he falls asleep fast. Kanda was about to turn off the light, but he noticed Lavi still had his eye patch out. He'll probably wonder if he's gone blind when he wakes up...

Kanda reached out and undid the knot tying the eye patch around Lavi's head. Wait, but it was dry when he came out of the shower, Kanda thought, lifting it slowly as he thought. That means he put it back on...

His eyes widened when he saw Lavi's other eye. The skin around the eye was scarred, but the eye itself was flat and shut tight. Kanda looked closer and realized that the eye was actually sealed shut.

Lavi mumbled something in his sleep and rolled over. There went any chance of Kanda putting the eye patch back on without Lavi noticing.

Kanda laid it down on the bed next to Lavi. Then he climbed into his own bed and turned off the light.

1 We tested to see if pigtails swung a little or not when you shake your head.

2 Er... It's shut up in Japanese but with a cuss word in it... It's a T-rated fic, so I don't really want to literally translate it...

3 We made this one up. It's Japanese for "Moonlight Sun"

4 I love Kingdom Hearts, just so you know. (dies laughing)

5 If you don't know, don't ask. O.o

Well, there's chapter one for you all! Tell us what you think! Oh, and "Ninjin" is "Carrot"

My first con experience wasn't quite like this. It was... more subtle, and quiet.

Subtle and quiet don't belong in the same sentence as "anime convention" or any pronoun referring to it.

Thanks for reading!