Title: Unwritten Pairing: Double D x Kevin (Reverse AU by asphyxion)

IMPORTANT NOTE: Am definitely not the best writer nor do I have any scrap of popularity in the vast fandom but I really love the pairing and thus, my first contribution to the KevEdd fandom. This will be a short tragic fic, inspired by the song "Anywhere But Here" by Safety Suit. DON'T TELL ME I DIDN'T WARN YOU. THIS IS GOING TO BE A SAD FIC. I INTEND TO DO TRAGIC STUFF AND I HOPE YOU FIND THEM DRASTICALLY WORTH CRYING OVER. THANK YOU. I'm sorry, please excuse my bi-polarity tendencies, I do not mean to frighten anyone.

PROLOGUE

School: it was the safest place for any misunderstood kid, the home away from home, the best place on earth.

The clean facade concealed wide hallways and hundreds of students. There were studious people reading under the shaded areas, players on their respective fields, creaking lockers that made a cacophony in the corridors and the usual dissonance at the cafeteria. Discipline was only a word impersonated by the Principal, Mr. Priam Perez, and his stick, which was sharpened at both ends. Besides the ever-terrifying principal, the only adults around were the faculty teachers and the janitors, who were no where near as frightening as Mr. Perez or their parents. Parents would always be the source of pressure; next to that would be peers. Coincidentally, pressure, principal, parents and peers all start with the letter 'p' and that common point only shows the readers the relationship between these mere words: they co-exist.

CHAPTER 1: UNSEEN

Destroya was lying down on Kevin's rug, just a few inches away from the door. He had thrown him off the desk last night and now, the robot was crushed and the boy was close to tears. It was only five minutes ago when his mother swung open his door and yelled at him to wake up. After shutting the door, his eyes widened with surprise to see the robot, worse than yesternight- it was useless and dead.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" The redhead kept on muttering to the parts that lifelessly stared back.

"Kevin! Are you coming with your dad or do you plan to take the bus for once?" The sound of his mother's voice was shrill and impatient, it made him stutter, "J-just a se-sec, M-mum!" He gathered the pieces of Destroya and dumped them all on his working desk. He apologised once more before leaving to take a shower.

Two minutes. He could only afford two minutes to cry for all those months he had spent working on Destroya. He couldn't cry in school and he wouldn't dare to ride the bus. Rowdy kids would only pick on him and probably steal his lunch. Maybe he would dash to the abandoned 4th floor bathroom where he could cry with no one judging him. Yes, great plan, Kev, he thought as he stared at the seemingly endless row of houses that passed by the window of the car.

"Son," his father's voice suddenly flooded his ears and he was startled. The boy immediately looked up to his father's face, tried his best to sit up straight.

"You really don't want to ride the bus, do you?"

His father didn't take his eyes off the road but he knew that the older man was serious. Unconsciously, he slumped on the front seat and glued his eyes to the window again.

"The kids... are... they... are... um, really noisy." He conjured out a white lie.

"Is that so?"

"And I can't sleep in the bus, Dad."

"But you don't sleep in the car either. You look out of the window. Don't you like view when in the bus?"

Kevin never had time to look out of the window. If he did that, something would be stolen from him. A pen, a notebook, his watch, maybe even his hat or glasses.

"No, Dad," he decided to say. "I don't like the view."

The silence dragged on until they reached school. After the mundane exchange of a parent-to-son conversation, the teenage boy mingled among the hundreds of bodies. When he saw the Camry gone, he dashed off inside the main building.

"Hey, watch it, loser!"

"Fuck off, asshole!"

"Outta my way, jerk!"

"Don't block my way, fucker!"

Kevin was used to these insults, his ears have stopped bleeding and his heart was already numb from the words' blades. He didn't care anymore, he knew he was a loser and stating the obvious didn't help him boost any self-esteem. It put him in the pits of depression where he waded along the black shores of fake confidence. As he ascended up to the 4th floor, the mocks were diminishing. Soon, he was all alone in the dirty bathroom.

The air was damp and it made the redhead sweat. He took off his cap and saw his reflection on the stained mirror. A surge of despair swept over him, he fell on his knees and his tears fell on the grimy tiles.

Where did I go wrong? What else should I do? What should I do? Oh, Destroya... Bitter thoughts plagued his mind but the sound of heavy shoes interrupted his grieving. What? he thought. Is someone...?

Without any warning, the bathroom doors flung wide open and a figure slowly walked inside.

"Pumpkin?"

Eddward's face was automatically creased with confusion. His cool mint-green eyes stared at the boy in green sweater with the red cap in his hands. Kevin ran over his wet eyes on a sleeve and pushed down his cap on his head. Slowly, he stood up on his shaking knees and tried to speak as coherent as possible. "It's kinda early in the morning, so please..." His voice couldn't find the strength to project any louder as the tall boy advanced toward him with the menacing sound of his boots resounding in the disgusting bathroom walls. "Please don't hurt me now."

"What are you doing all alone in here? This is off-limits, dork."

Close. Eddward was too close, as if he would punch his face any moment now. And Kevin was deeply frightened. With his head hanging low and his green eyes melting a hole on the ground from staring, his heart wouldn't stop thumping from the fear. Fear emanated from the bully's aura and its scent was stronger than the stench of the place.

"That includes big boys like you, too!" Kevin was surprised that he was able to spit that out of his quivering batshit-scared system.

"Answering back now, are we?" He leaned in closer until Kevin lost his balance... but didn't fall over. The boy with the black hat caught the nerd in his arms.

"I'm sorry! So sorry!" He panicked as he spoke. "Please don't hurt me. I know there's no one around and that's a really, really, really great urge for you to massacre my aesthetically-challenged countenance but we could go out later and then embarrass me later? Please just let me go, oh please, oh please, I'll be your slave for a w-"

"Shh!" He silenced his blabbering mouth. "Someone might hear us if you talk that loud!"

"Wha-mmph!"

His mouth was occupied not with words but with the other boy's mouth. Kevin felt all his hairs jerk up from the sudden move. He froze, as if paralysed by the touch of his lips. Kevin had to admit, he liked Eddward for his devilishly handsome features, his persistence and strong strong character, his intelligence (which he found unbearable attractive) and above all, his audacious personality. No one could harm him and no one even would like to dare to do that.

Finally, the bully pulled away. "You're drunk," Kevin murmured after, all flustered and confused.

"And you didn't kiss back," he retorted.

The nerd was shocked and he looked up at met his eyes. They were green, too, but lighter than his own. "Y-y-you wa-want me to?" He stuttered.

"Let's try that again, shall we, dork?" he pulled Kevin again but the sound of the bell interrupted them. "McLennon Gardens. 4:30 PM. You better be in the first Gazebo," he hissed at Kevin's face then stormed out of the bathroom but not without saying, "See you, pumpkin!"

Kevin stood there, in the middle of the filth and odor of the bathroom, wondering if he was just asked out on a date by the school's smartest bully...

There goes the 1st Chapter. I don't know how short this would be though but there's about to be a 2nd chapter on the way! Thank you for reading! Please, if there's anywhere that I've fucked up with, do leave me a review so I can work on it. Good bye~!