Lordy lordy lordy, it's been 6 months, I AM SO SORRY, I DON'T EVEN KNOW IF ANYONE IS STILL READING THIS.

The door, as always, was unlocked. He didn't know if Kanda and Allen ever locked their apartment door; it didn't appear so. He was glad for it though because he didn't want to have to wake the two. It was around four in the morning, after all, and all he needed to do was slip inside and grab his jacket. He had forgotten it in the drunken high he had left the party in, and he just knew that if he didn't get it now, he wouldn't get it back for at least a month and a half.

Timcanpy came trotting up to him, mewing softly, and Lavi paused to lean down and scratch behind his ears. Allen had once told him that Timcanpy was only ever allowed in the bedroom if Kanda was out for the night, and that when Kanda came home he would find his boyfriend's cat sprawled in his spot, having replaced him.

The redhead stepped past the tabby cat, heading towards his friend's bedroom. It would take two seconds. He remembered putting his jacket by the door. He didn't even need to open the door all the way. As long as Kanda wasn't awake, he'd be good.

Timcanpy followed him down the hall to the bedroom, tail straight up in the air.

"You can't go in there, Tim," Lavi said in a hushed voice. "You know Yuu-chan would toss you out."

The cat looked up at him, and Lavi could just swear he understood what he was saying. He meowed again and leaned against the redhead's leg.

Shaking his head, Lavi opened the bedroom door.

He meant to open it just a foot or so. That's all he meant to do. But something made him open it further. And he really really wished he hadn't.

-12 hours previous-

-4:05 pm-

"How do I look?" Lavi asked, standing in front of Tyki, decked out in his costume, complete with basket and hood. Tyki looked up from his book, and grinned.

"Eatable," he replied.

Lavi grinned back. When Tyki smiled like that, he really did look like a wolf. The redhead had never done a 'couples costume' before, and he was going to make the most of it, even if it was sappy.

-5:53 pm-

"You're a horrible man, you know that?" Lavi said, leaning against the front desk as all of Tyki's students handed in their tests. "Giving your students a test on Halloween."

The dark haired man looked over at him and smiled a smile that Lavi guessed as supposed to be innocent. It was ruined by how he showed his teeth. The redhead simply shook his head, still grinning.

As students trickled up to turn their tests in, Lavi took note of what they were wearing. The class was an equal mixture of costumes, lounge clothes, and normal casual wear, and as they handed in their tests, Lavi enjoyed trying to identify what each student (in costume) was dressed as. Several people were dressed as characters from movies or comic books, a couple had gone the easy, cliche route (angel, demon, cat), and others he had no idea what they were, which was saying something since Lavi knew a lot of things.

Lavi ended up helping Tyki collect the tests. Some of the students seemed to think he was Tyki's TA or something, but it didn't take much energy, and he liked how the students looked back and forth between their professor and Lavi. And some of them were making the connection, that was for sure.

A girl dressed in sweet-lolita turned in her test. She looked between the two - Tyki wasn't paying attention, he was speaking to another student about making up points - then focused on Lavi. "Are you and your boyfriend going to any Halloween parties later?" she asked, smiling.

She looked very much like a cake, Lavi thought. All white and pink frills and lace, like frosting.

"Yeah," he said, handing over the tests to Tyki. "Our friends host big Halloween parties each year, I guess, so we're going there." She didn't make a deal about him and Tyki being together, so Lavi tried his hardest to act normally.

"They go all out," Tyki commented as he slid the tests into his bag.

The lolita smiled at both of them sweetly. "I hope you both have a wonderful time. I'll see you next week, professor."

"Ah, don't call me professor. The real professor would have my head," Tyki said with a wide grin. "He doesn't like graduate students pose as professors."

She simply giggled and left, giving a small wave to the two of them. Tyki pulled his bag onto his shoulder and looked at Lavi.

"Shall we?" he asked, motioning to the door. Lavi grinned and nodded, stuffing his hands in his pockets, his back swinging precariously from one arm. He paid no mind, it was securely hooked on his forearm and the only way it would fall is if he were to pull his hand from his pocket or if the handle were to break.

-8:15 pm-

Lavi was pretty sure his jaw made contact with the ground the moment the apartment door was opened. Maybe those first couple seconds when he was taking in what stood before him his jaw was in its proper place, but that was it. Because here he was, standing in the apartment doorway, having taken exactly one and a half steps forward, and staring at his best friend with his mouth hanging open like the idiot he was.

"You're drooling, love." The comment came from his side, so obviously it was Tyki speaking.

The redhead simply turned his head to look at his boyfriend, then back at Allen, then back at his boyfriend, making noncommittal hand gestures in the air as he did so. Tyki just chuckled at him.

"I know," he said.

Lavi turned to look back at the silver-haired young man. Who had one of those evilly innocent smiles plastered across his face. "You okay, Lavi?" Lavi simply spluttered for a moment before clearing his throat and closing his mouth.

"Damn, sprout," he finally said and grinned wide as Allen stepped aside to let the two men into the dim apartment. "I didn't know you had such a nice body." Because, really, you could see everything. Under a layer of shining black latex, the lines and curves of Allen's body were very obvious. The curling black and red horns, very well made Lavi noticed, sprouting from the silver hair was such a sharp contrast that Lavi found himself staring at simply that for another long moment. And he had a fucking tail. When he raised his hand to brush a strand of hair from his face, Lavi saw the flash of metal claws tipping each finger, and made a mental note not to try and scare him tonight.

There was no question that Allen was dressed as a demon. An incubus, if anything. "Back at you," Allen replied, eyeing both Lavi's and Tyki's costumes.

"Let me guess," Kanda's voice reached them, coming from behind Allen and the young man shifted to the side as he sidled up to them. "Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf?"

"Yuu-chan! You guessed it! I'm so prou-are you a fucking priest?"

For the second time, Lavi's mouth hung open as he took in Kanda's costume. It was simple, and looked near authentic.

"That has to be blasphemous," Lavi said.

"You did a couple's costume too," Allen teased.

"Faerie tale couple's costume! Yuu-chan's a priest."

"Someone has to exorcise me," Allen commented lightly and turned away as another soft knock reached their ears and he went to answer the door.

Kanda simply snorted and looked at Lavi's basket. "What's in it?" he asked, feigning disinterest. Lavi grinned and opened one of the flaps, digging his hand in it.

"Condoms and lube and alcohol!" the redhead said happily and threw a handful of the basket's contents at the Japanese man, right as Allen came back, a pretty Asian girl accompanying him. All three got pelted with the items, and a taster hit Kanda hard. "Oh shit." His green eye widened as the girl looked what had hit her.

"Lavi, this is Lenalee Lee," Allen introduced, ignoring the random assortment of condoms, lube, and vodka and whiskey tasters now littering the floor. "Her older brother, Komui, one of my professors."

"Nice to meet you," Lavi said, shifting the basket to the other arm so that he could shake hands. She was very pretty, her hair falling just short of her shoulders. He wasn't quite sure what color it was because of how dim the living room was, but it was dark and shining. Any other time, he would hit on her without fail. But he had a boyfriend, and she didn't look like she would just accept flirting advances.

She laughed. "It's good to finally meet you, Lavi," she said. She was dressed in a Victorian style gown, made of many layers of tulle and ruffles. It looked good on her. It had red ribbon and lace around the edges.

"Drinks and food in the kitchen," Allen motioned towards a 'doorway' made of dark black fabric where the kitchen lay. "Snacks, movies," he motioned to the main part of the living room. "Our room is acting as a coatroom." He fixed Tyki with a hard gaze. "If you want to smoke, go out on the balcony."

"I know, I know," Tyki said.

Lavi crouched down and gathered up the condoms, alcohol and lube that had fallen to the ground and stuffed them back into his basket before straightening. "It's slow right now," he commented.

"Just started," Allen replied. "Don't worry."

Allen was right, it didn't take long until the small apartment was packed.

-9:37 pm-

The punch was spiked. Not that Lavi expected anything less, but it was spiked hard. Two red plastic cups in and he felt that familiar buzz in the back of his head. Or maybe it was also because he kept sneaking some of his tasters from his basket whenever he decided to throw lube and condoms at strangers throughout the party.

The kitchen was the only place not completely filled with people. It was more brightly lit than the rest of the house, so that people could safely get food or drinks. Even through the thick curtains, Lavi could hear the cacophony of people behind it, the mixture of music and whatever horror movie currently playing on the tv. They had been watching The Grudge (but the Japanese version, it didn't seem that Kanda would stand for the rubbish that was the American version) when he last passed, but they might have moved onto something different.

Lavi was sitting on the counter by the sink, his red plastic cup (he knew it was his because he had written his name on it) in one hand, his phone in the other. He drank from his cup absently as he scrolled through Facebook, taking a break from the crowd.

The curtains clattered open and with it came a wave of music and a loud bang from the current movie. Lenalee came in, holding part of her skirts up so she could walk easier. The sound was muffled once the curtains fell closed again.

"Taking a break?" she asked him as she crossed the kitchen and grabbed one of the sodas from the cooler.

"Don't you know it," he replied with a grin. "It's pretty busy in there."

The young woman nodded and settled herself down on the lid of the cooler, fidgeting until her dress was acceptably arranged.

"How long have you known them?" the redhead asked, always too curious for his own good. He chugged the last of his drink and set his cup down on the counter, dropping his phone on top of his closed basket.

"I've known Kanda since elementary school," Lenalee replied with a smile. "He moved in next door when I was eight. I know, a long time to know someone like Yuu, right?" Lavi simply nodded, his mouth slightly ajar at the thought of knowing the Japanese man for ten plus years.

The woman's smile turned sad. "He was so lost when he was little. He's a little older than I am, but he never really spoke to anyone, avoided all the other neighborhood kids, and checked the mail religiously."

"What? Why?" Lavi asked.

"Penpal," Lenalee said. "His best friend he had left in Japan when he and his parents moved here. He still talks to him often, I think."

"So Kanda is actually from Japan?" Lavi asked curiously, filling his cup up with more punch absently, to have something to do with his hands.

She nodded. "His parents had to move here for work, and they just never went back."

Lavi leaned back on one hand, sipping his drink. He should really make friends with all of their friends. He had learned more about Kanda in ten minutes than the entire time he'd known him.

-10:42 pm-

It took him more than ten minutes to find his boyfriend. To be fair, Lavi was rather tipsy now and he hadn't, for one second, thought to check the balcony for the wolf to his little red riding hood. He had, by this time, left his basket behind, somewhere in the living room. Or the kitchen. Or the bedroom. It was somewhere.

He hadn't seen Tyki for a stretch of time, he didn't know how much and time seemed to be passing in a really strange manner. Maybe it was the dark of the living room, or the way the group kept switching between movies and they hadn't actually finished one.

Or maybe he had had more to drink than he thought.

The cold, damp air felt like heaven when he slid open the balcony door and stepped out to join his boyfriend. Maybe it had rained. It certainly smelled like it.

Tyki turned from where he was leaning against the railing, and from the light filtering from the sliding glass doors and the nearby streetlamp, Lavi could see him smile. He took the cigarette from his lips and held it loosely between two of his fingers before he spoke, "Hey."

"Wondering where you went," Lavi said and padded over to him. The balcony floor, simply a slab of concrete, was ice cold and damp under his bare feet. A small collection of pots with various plants were situated in one of the balcony corners.

"Needed fresh air," Tyki said as Lavi came closer. He slid an arm around the redhead's body and pulled him closer. "And people-watch. Halloween is a prime time to do so."

Lavi leaned up and tangled his fingers in the man's hair, pulling him down for a kiss. He tasted like his cigarettes, and the punch from inside, and to the redhead's drunken mind it was like candy. Tyki transferred the cigarette to his other hand and cradled the back of Lavi's head.

-11:13 pm-

"Dive dive dive dive, get it!"

This game of bobbing for apples had gone from regular to way overboard in less than ten minutes. Maybe it was because they were now fighting to get the 'golden apple', which just so happened to be an orange. Much harder to bob for than apples, that was for sure.

Lavi and Kanda were both kneeling before the large water-filled tub, ready to try again. At the same time. It was a challenge, and it was on. Kanda hadn't wanted to participate. Until Lavi had teased him about not being man enough to stick his face in a bit of water, and it was all downhill from there.

Both of their faces were soaked, Lavi's hair was sticking up in weird places from all the times he had run his fingers through it while wet. Kanda had tied his back onto the top of his head in an impressive knot, but it didn't keep his fringe from being plastered to his face.

"I will get it," he growled across the tub at Lavi. The redhead simply grinned widely at him.

"Bring it on," he replied.

"Go!" someone called, Lavi wasn't sure who it was, he was too drunk and too wet to even care, and a second later he had pushed his face into the water. The pail wasn't all that big for two men's faces, and so they kept pushing each other in their battle for the 'golden apple'.

Lavi felt it before he really saw it, the tough rind of an orange against his teeth, and he bit down hard before jerking back out of the tub, spluttering. He spat the orange out into his hand and let out a loud whoop of victory. Kanda settled back onto his heels, panting softly and glaring at the redhead.

"I beat you!" the green eyed man gloated, unable to wipe the ridiculous smile plastered across his face.

Kanda grabbed one of the abandoned apples and threw it hard at Lavi's face. It hit him square in the forehead and ricocheted off, landing in the kitchen sink.

-12:24 am-

"Love." Tyki's voice was low and hoarse in his ear, and the redhead couldn't help the shudder that went through his body as he felt his boyfriend press closer still against the closed bathroom door.

"Fuck," Lavi panted out, head spinning. He had lost track of the number of drinks he had had, and Tyki, all lean and tall and damn, was pressed hard against him, hips pressed hard against his own. There was no room in his mind for thoughts. "Shit, Tyki."

He forced his hips up against Tyki's, and the taller let his forehead fall onto Lavi's shoulder as he groaned. The pressure of his pants was painful, it was tight, it was rough, and he didn't want it to stop as he thrust up against his boyfriend.

Tyki retaliated with a breathy moan and grabbed one of Lavi's hands, pinning it above his head on the door, and bit hard at his neck. The redhead groaned loudly and reached up with his free hand, tangling it in the man's hair.

He tugged Tyki's head back hard, harder than he would have, had he been thinking clearly, but he didn't regret it because the dark-haired man let out a soft keening noise against Lavi's neck he had never heard Tyki make. Pulling hard again, he dragged Tyki's face to his own and kissed him sloppily.

The rhythm between their hips had gotten a bit more synchronized now, because both of them wanted it, needed it, that rush of release caused by someone else, someone else they cared about. Lavi broke the passionate kiss, breathing hard and fast and gripped those dark locks even tighter as the taller buried his face in Lavi's neck.

The heat was coiling fast in the pit of Lavi's stomach, and he couldn't help the shuddering that was racking his body. God it had been so long since he had done anything like this with anyone, and it felt so good.

Tyki shifted unevenly and slid one leg between Lavi's thighs, applying more pressure to their rutting. The redhead could feel just how hard Tyki was, pressed against his thigh, hard and straining against his jeans just like he was, and Lavi whined softly at the thought.

"Oh, gods," the taller groaned out and he let go of Lavi's hand, instead tangling his fingers in those red locks. He dragged Lavi's head back and bit and sucked hard at his neck, drawing moans and keens from the green-eyed man.

"Oh fuck," he moaned out as Tyki bit hard. "Oh fuck, Tyki, Tyki, Tyki!"

His back arched and he pressed hard against Tyki as he came in his pants, the power of the orgasm leaving him dizzy and weak at the knees. It was only a few more moments of rutting before Tyki came as well, gasping out Lavi's name into his ear as he shuddered against him.

-1:34 am-

He wasn't totally sure how they had gotten home, in all honesty. Both of them had been so hammered that neither should've driven. He had this vague memory of someone driving them home. Or at least to Lavi's apartment.

He stumbled through his apartment door, grinning lazily. One glance at the clock showed him that it wasn't even two in the morning. He was shocked, although not really shocked, because he was still too drunk to really think about it. Usually he stayed out later.

Shutting the door took a lot more effort than it should have. He got the end of his red cape stuck in it the first time he tried to close it. The second time the basket hooked on the doorknob on the outside of the door. Finally, fighting with the reminence of his costume, he was able to close the door and dump everything in his hands to the ground. He leaned to the side as he tugged his boots off, nearly falling on his face in his drunken daze.

"Shower, shower," Lavi mumbled to himself. A trail of clothes followed him into the bathroom as he stripped on the way there. He nearly fell several more times, fighting over his tight jeans and his boxer briefs.

The shower felt wonderful against his skin, and he ended up sitting down, closing his eye as he let the water wash over his tired form. He forced himself to wash himself off and dragged him from the comfort of the warm shower before he fell asleep.

-3:46 am-

The first thing Lavi thought of when he woke was that he had forgotten his jacket at Allen and Kanda's. He groaned and rolled to his side, running a hand over his face as he peered at his alarm clock. He would forget otherwise. He needed to go get it now. Rubbing his eyes and fixing an eyepatch on his eye, just in case he ran into anyone, he rolled himself out of bed and trudged over to his closet door.

He kicked a few garments of clothes to the side before picking up a pair of sweatpants, pulled them on, and pulled on a hoodie after that. Without putting socks on, and without bothering to tie them up, he tugged on his converse and trudged out of his apartment, grabbing his wallet and keys as he went.

His car was where it had been left when Tyki picked him up. He got in and started it, sitting in the dark for a long moment, gazing at the porch lights of his apartment complex as the heater warmed up. Then he shook himself hard and backed out of the parking spot, driving the short distance to Allen and Kanda's apartment.

It was quiet when he reached the apartment. The streetlight glowed orange and reflected the dew off the leaves of the trees, and he used that to see his way across the parking lot, up the stairs, and to his friends' door.

-Now, 4:05 am-

Lavi really, really, really should have just waited until morning. That would have been the smart plan, the reasonable plan. Why had he thought going to his friends' house the early, early hours of the morning, after a party, would've been a good idea? Because it really wasn't. At all.

The redhead was frozen to the spot, green eye wide and staring, Timcanpy leaning against his leg to peer into the bedroom.

Maybe it had been too dark so he had missed it. Or maybe they had taken it down for the party. But right now, all he could do was stare, mouth hanging open, as he took in the scene before him. The metal ring shown in the dim light of the bedroom, hooked securely to the posts of the king sized bed. An intricate knock connected the clover ring to the figure it was holding mostly upright.

"Louder," Kanda said, no more than a whisper to Allen, but Lavi heard it loud and clear as his best friend's head was pulled back even more by his hair. He was bound tight, arms and torso and one leg, barely touching the bed with his free knee. It was obvious he was straining, that he was uncomfortable, with how he panted and shifted. "I said, louder. What do you want?"

Allen gasped out as his boyfriend dragged a length of rope across his bare thigh, and Lavi was so immensely glad that his best friend's body was blocking a good portion of what was going on. "Harder. Harder. Hit me harder."

The smirk on Kanda's lips and the loud slap of wood against skin would be imprinted in Lavi's mind for years to come. So would the choked sob, almost a moan, that escaped Allen's lips as the paddle made contact with his flesh.

The redhead fumbled back as his mind kick-started, managing to grab his jacket as he did so, and bolted from the bedroom. He didn't know if either of them had noticed, or if they were too invested in what they were doing, he didn't know if he had even closed the door and Timcanpy would go in.

He had seen many, many things in his life time, due to his curious nature and his bad habit of getting into things he shouldn't have. But he had never seen something like that, in person. Nevermind it being two of his best friends. He had known they got up to things like that, but actually see the things like that made Lavi dizzy.

One thing was for sure, he'd be scarred for a good period of time after witnessing that.