That’s The Devil’s Music { Closed RP }

“A new fiance who is a millionaire, huh?” Alexander inquired with a squint of his eyes as Yumi settled down into the passenger side of his “beautiful” Mustang. “And not a billionaire? Miss Yukimori, you surprise me.” He added with a shake of his head while pushing the palm of one of his hands against the door, closing the passenger door as soon as she was completely inside.

Strolling over to the other side of the vehicle, Alexander respectfully took his spot behind the wheel of the automobile. With a twist of the ignition, the engine loudly rumbled and signified that the motor was indeed on and that they were both ready to leave.

“Well, if we find a millionaire and ya decide to stay with'em, just send me a few dollars up here to me. Ya know what I’m sayin’?” Alexander teased while reaching his hand forward to turn on the radio, tuning through the stations until there was a song he didn’t mind listening to. Bobbing his head to the beat of the instruments and mouthing a couple of the starting lyrics, Alexander revved his engine for a couple of moments before switching the gears. Within the next few moments, the Mustang was driving out of the parking lot and into the street. He couldn’t help but meddle with Yumi when it came to his kind of music.

[~~Time Lapse~~]

After a night of packing as best as they could and getting some affairs into order, the two of them were “out sick” from work and had gotten off of a plane in New Orleans. A city with a rich history that seemed to be among one of the only popular cities in Louisiana. The most that Alexander knew about New Orleans was that around Mardi Gras season, people came from even other countries to be there to get shitfaced on alcohol and who knows what else. Thankfully, it wasn’t that time of the year– Or else, the two of them might have been in trouble.

However, after being able to find their way through a sea of people at the airport with their belongings, the young couple made it to the hotel room that they were going to be staying for the remainder of their time there.

Plopping down onto the bed and sprawling out as if he was completely exhausted, Alexander allowed a brief sigh to be released from his mouth.

“Wow… We. Finally. Made it. Ya know what? This whole spur-of-the-moment planning thing? Yeah, I don’t think it works out for me at all– But, hell! All that matters is that we got here.” Alexander said while slowly sitting up on the edge of the bed, his eyes adjusting to look over at his fiance. “And… I promised to make this a trip to remember, so.. I hope ya ready.”

Honestly, Yumi didn’t feel as bad as she thought she would have about missing work for a few days. She was sure Alice would let her slide this time around, what with the fact that she was very good with coming to work on time and not missing days in the first place. She took solace in Alexander’s sudden plans, despite how irresponsible they were.

A vacation was in order for the both of them to be honest with everything they’d been through over the past year or so. Once they’d finally made it from the plane and reached their hotel, Yumi began to sort through their belongings and neatly put them in the hotel’s closet.

“Mm~?” Hummed the girl with the winter-like locs. “What do you mean about that? You’re telling me that you actually plan for other events?” She teased, peeking from behind the closet door to steal a glance at Alexander. She completed her task of hanging up their nicer clothes in the closet, then stepped over to him to take a seat in his lap. She faced forward towards him, wrapping her arms around his neck as she often liked to do.

“Well...I suppose I’m ready for whatever you have planned. I’m guessing that asking you upfront wouldn’t give me an answer about what we’ll be doing here hm~” She offered him a quick peck on the lips after asking so, as if to bribe him into telling her exactly what he had planned for them on this trip.  

That’s The Devil’s Music { Closed RP }

When the dirty dishes had been delivered to the kitchen for washing, Alexander directed his route towards the employee changing stations. He had several things on his mind about this spontaneous trip with Yumi, how they would get there, and what they would do when the two of them got there; What he’d do when they got there. For the most part, this vacation was suppose to be mainly a getaway for him and his fiance. The other factor shouldn’t, in any way, affect that.

As soon as Alexander reached the employee’s room and obtained his casual outfit from his designated locker, he made his way over to one of the dressing room’s to change into his regular attire. With that being completed, Alexander carried his work costume back to his locker and hung the clothes up appropriately. Just looking at that whimsical outfit caused a small smile to manifest on his face. Years ago, on his first day at the cafe, the guy remembered being disgusted by that costume– and complaining to Yumi, no less, about it.

Shaking his head from side to side a few times and allowing a small chuckle to fall from his lips, the young man simply closed his locker’s door. Too many memories were made in that place; Memories that.. Alexander would always remember. The good memories, the bad memories– the ugly ones. They all shaped him into the person that he was today, .. and he wouldn’t change them for the world.

After Alexander had gotten the rest of his belongings and had clocked out for the evening, he walked on out of the employee’s designated area and back into the main part of the cafe. His eyes immediately caught sight of Yumi, who seemed to have already gotten dressed in her normal clothes. She must have beaten him to the locker room– which wasn’t really surprising because Alexander was known for lagging around and speaking to people.

Nevertheless, he quietly made his way towards where Yumi was, trying to be extra careful as to not startle her. He attempted to make his steps as soft as possible while closing the distance between the two of them. And as soon as Alexander got close enough behind Yumi, he quickly wrapped his arms around her tightly and lifted her off of her feet. After twirling around with her for a few seconds, Alexander positioned his hands at specific places on Yumi’s body and picked her up into his arms in a bridal-style tote.

“Ahhhh! I’m just practicin’– Can’t ever have too much practice, ya know?” Alexander announced with biggest smile upon his face. Anytime that he could show his lover some kind of affection, he would do just that.

“Y’all have a goodnight! We outta here! Peace!” He called out to anyone in their proximity as his legs started to move towards the direction of the front door while Yumi was still held in his arms.

By the time they were outside and only a few feet from that familiar Mustang, Alexander carefully let Yumi down to her feet. But, that didn’t stop him from being extremely close to his fiance. In fact, Alexander only settled the palms of his hands against Yumi’s hips and guided her body until her back was pressed against the passenger’s window of his vehicle. The light from the appearing moon and many stars only caused Yumi to glow– like some magical creature from a land unknown. Or.. Or like a priceless gem that lured men from all over the universe.

In short? Yumi just looked beautiful, and she was his. Not in a possessive way, but in a manner of.. just being. His smile was gradually settling down, and his expression wasn’t extremely gleeful. It was as if.. his entire mood had changed. But, it honestly hadn’t. He just.. was appreciating all that he could right now. His blue eyes scanned over Yumi’s face, capturing everything about her graceful look. Damn… He just was too in love. And with each day, Alexander seemed to only fall deeper for her.

Slowly, Alexander started to lean his head down to allow his face to meet with hers. Once they were leveled enough, he cautiously pressed his lips into Yumi’s– but this time with growing fervor. He had a hesitation about it– Almost as if this were the first kiss they had ever shared together. His cheeks were warm, and his head was fuzzy with dopamine. It felt as if Yumi’s lips were a lethal drug, and Alexander was simply addicted.

However, after a few more seconds, Alexander departed his lips from being sealed to hers.

“I.. can’t tell ya.. how bad I’ve wanted to do that today..” He admitted, as his eyes fluttered open to look into the golden hue of Yumi’s eyes. “Mmm… Ready to pack some of our stuff up and travel across the country on a short notice like we some straight-up millionaires?”

While Yumi had been waiting on Alexander to return from the back, she skimmed through her social media quietly, liking a few photos from her friends and deciding to post one before bed. Before she could press the final button to do so however, she was suddenly lifted up by surprise. Eyes going wide, Yumi let out a small yelp, but once she’d realized it was Alexander she only laughed softly and let him carry her out of the restaurant in the bridal fashion. 

As he led her outside and placed her down against his car she stared up at him curiously, seeing the glossy look in his eyes. Smiling sweetly, she greeted his kiss with her own, wrapping her arms around his neck and drawing herself closer to his body. Lips curving up into a smile yet again when they pulled away, she began to rock side to side a bit.

“Mmm..,” she hummed, looking off for a moment as if she had to think about it. Shortly after, she turned back to him with a mischievous grin. “I suppose so. Maybe I’ll find an actual millionaire and just stay there.”

She released her hold from around his neck, instead placing her arms behind her back. “But I’ll need you to send over all my clothes and everything ya’ know? But I guess if my new fiance is a millionaire, he could buy me all the clothes I wanted~” She sang while she stepped into his notorious white mustang. 

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Alternative Responses to “I love you”

Lily: “…..” (im sorry i had to)

Vermillion: *laughs nervously*

Concordia: “I’m sorry”

Kimiko: “Who doesn’t?”

Takumi: “A horrible decision, really”

Lucien: *laughs hysterically*

Archer: *finger guns*

Yumi: “I know”

Raven: “why”

Kieran: “YEET”

Sethos: “If only there was someone out there who loved you”

That’s The Devil’s Music { Closed RP }

“See? ’I didn’t care to listen’– As always, Raven is a real one, maannn.” Alexander remarked to Yumi as if Raven truly was “pretending not to know”. But, Alexander was more than acquainted with how Raven behaved; He’d definitely gotten more than accustomed to it over the last couple of years. And to be quite honest? He wouldn’t trade Raven as his co-worker and friend for anyone else. So, with a couple of pats on his friend’s back, Alexander released his co-worker from his hold.

“I know that I can always count on you, man.” The tall individual added while offering Raven a cheesing grin.

Afterwards, Alexander started stacking empty glasses and saucers into the dirty bin for washing. The cafe was starting to quiet down now except for a couple of customers here and there. Usually, when Alexander had an evening shift at The Rabbit Hole, his usual routine would be to just go relax at home for the rest of the day. But, that couldn’t happen today. They needed to get to the apartment and do some spontaneous packing for a flight– Wait! He needed to view some last minute flight options.

“I’ll see ya in like a few minutes, babe– I'ma turn this bin of dishes in to the kitchen, and I'ma clock out, and we can, y'know, get this show on the road–”  Alexander said with a shrug of his shoulders while picking up the bin from where it had been settled. Pivoting around on his feet, the young man started his journey towards the kitchen to deliver the soiled dishes and silverware.

Rolling his eyes, the boy with hair the same as his name went back to what he was doing. He didn’t mind taking over for his friend, as he had already asked him to do so earlier. He thought it was immature to suddenly leave in such a manner, but it really wasn’t his problem.

Yumi breathed a sigh and shook her head, turning to her silent coworker. “Gome...sorry about this Raven,” she apologized, hoping that he didn’t mind the sudden proposal. She figured Alexander had suddenly dropped the bomb on the young adult without hesitance, and she felt bad about it. “I can make it up to you somehow. I’ll bake you somethin-”

Raven, back still to the girl as he tended to pouring a drink for someone, suddenly interrupted her with a request. “Chocolate cupcakes. Cream cheese icing.”

“.....I..oh..kay,” Yumi blinked, taken aback by his words. She wasn’t sure what she’d make for him, but she could tell he had a sweet tooth after working with him for so long. Honestly it wasn’t hard to figure out. “I’ll...bring them after the trip.”

Raven simply nodded and went back to what he was doing, and with that Yumi awkwardly got out of the bar stool and went to clean off the empty tables. They were close to closing, so pretty much everyone was gone now, save for a couple in a window booth and a few girls at the bar that were flirting with Raven as per usual. 

“Mm...,” Yumi sighed, leaning over a table and wiping it down with a cloth. Glancing up, she saw the couple leaving their tip and heading out the front door. Good, she could finish up her shift now. She’d rather not just suddenly leave, especially because of what they had planned for the next few days. “Alright,” she hummed, going over to the table and picking up the tip. Shoving it in her pocket, she began cleaning off the final table before sighing and tossing the rag on the cleaning cart. “There...,” she huffed, figuring that it was time to change out of her costume and get ready to leave. 

She made her way to the changing room, gathering her casual clothing from her locker and heading to the girls side to change. When all was said and done, she made it back into the cafe lounge.

That’s The Devil’s Music { Closed RP }

“Yaaaaaay– Hell yeah. That’s what I’m talkin’ ‘bout, maaann!” Alexander exclaimed in excitement when Yumi announced her agreement to play hooky from work to pretty much go on some miniature vacation. Besides, if anything bad came out of their decision to leave town, Alexander would take full blame for it. His reputation wasn’t as innocent as Yumi’s in the first place. So, he didn’t mind adding more charges to his name for the sake of his fiance.

There was a genuine smile that emerged across his lips when his love offered him one of her warm kisses. In return, Alexander gave one of his own, lingering onto the duration of their locked lips for as long as she would allow. But, when Yumi did depart from their public display of affection and made mention of possibly resigning her position at the cafe, Alexander’s eyebrows knitted together in confusion. He thought Yumi enjoyed working there, but… he could understand where she was coming from. Life hadn’t exactly been a walk in the park for her. Well, for either of them, really.

“Oh, but, of course. Only the biggest and the best for Your Highness. I’m offended by the announcement of your expectations. I’ve served you for years, ..and I know what you like.” Alexander remarked in his overly-theatrical attempt of a British accent. He loved to tease along with Yumi whenever he could. Honestly, he had the best relationship with her than he has ever had with anyone else– whether romantic or platonic.

Since Yumi had distanced her body from his, Alexander’s attention turn to his coworker and good friend, Raven. As Raven was maintaining the bar’s customers by serving a couple of drinks, Alexander slowly started to side-step over to Raven’s location. One could imagine that the theme song of “JAWS” was playing in the air as if Raven would have some horror awaiting him.

And without warning, Alexander threw his arm around Raven’s shoulders as if they were sharing the most brotherly hug of them all.

“Plus, my main man here is gonna cover alllll of our duties– Raven’s, like, the hardest worker up in this joint! He can handle this whole damn cafe with just his pinky finger, man.” Alexander stated with one of his eyebrows raised, completely meddling with Raven. He figured Raven would probably disappear before he’d willingly take on more jobs to add on to the one that he already has.

Seeing Alexander so excited for his sudden trip caused a feeling of glee to course through her. It was always nice to see him this way, compared to other moments in their life. He loved to bicker and tease with her, and honestly she didn’t mind it all too much. It actually reminded her of when they’d first met, though a lot more pleasant than they once were. 

When Alexander brought their coworker Raven into the conversation, Yumi’s eyebrow raised in curiosity. She and Raven were still not very close. In fact, they never really spoke to one another other than when it came to an order for work. They were both okay with that as well. However, Alex and Raven appeared to hit it off rather well. It was nice to see but still a bit strange to her knowing Raven and Alexander’s very different dispositions. 

“I didn’t care to listen to your conversation, so I don’t know what you’re going on about,” Raven put bluntly, eyeing Alexander as he had his arm wrapped around him much too tightly. “But no.”

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That’s The Devil’s Music { Closed RP }

Although Alexander was completely committed to their spur-of-the-moment trip, his fiance didn’t seem to be too fond of the idea– Which was to be expected given Yumi’s track record of wanting such affairs being planned prior to the date. And that was fair enough; There wasn’t anything wrong with the love of his life wanting things to be precise and planned to reduce burdens to a minimal. But, there wasn’t anything wrong with just doing something suddenly because you wanted to, right?

With his big idea making a home in his heart, Alexander didn’t have much chance to say anything else before Yumi had a secure grip on the external frame of his ear. His eyes squinted in response, but his body pursued on in Yumi’s guidance. From that point on, she personally made her complaints known to him. She didn’t want to leave The Rabbit Hole hanging like the considerable person that she was. Again? That type of nobleness was expected of Yumi. The thing was.. that Alexander wasn’t noble like Yumi.

So, even with his earlobe locked between her fingers, Alexander allowed a scoffing chuckle to slip away from his mouth. He tried to suppress his laughter, but.. that obviously was a failure. He may have been somewhat mocking of Yumi’s nature, but Alexander really admired her for it in his own way.

“Ow, ow!– Heh– Hey, heeey– Chiiiiiilllll— Look!– Loooook… I knoooow that ya wanna do everything the right way– I know ya don’t just wanna up and leave without warning, but…” Alexander initiated his verbal counter towards Yumi’s fair concerns. As Yumi still tugged on his ear, he motioned his hand up to take a hold of her hand to pry it away from “assaulting” him.

“But, nothing’s wrong with livin’ life in the moment. I’m more than positive that everyone ‘round here can manage just fine without us for a couple of days. And yeah– You’ve been here for years– And as far as I know, ya been here whenever ya needed to be, on time and with no gripin’. So, I doubt Alice is gonna throw ya under the bus for missin’ a couple of days.. 'cause of ya being sick… with something bad… Ya see what I’m doin’ here?”

Alexander weaved his fingers through Yumi’s hand as the elbow of his opposite arm rested up on the counter of the bar. And in his free hand, Alexander propped his stubbled chin just there in his palm.

“Me, on the other hand?– Ya know that’s a different story that IIIIIIIII /really/ don’t need to get in to– The point is.. we can have a good ass time even without planning. It’s just a couple of days, me and you. Then, we’ll be back quicker than ya can say 'hot celery on a sausage’– Which don’t sound all that appetizing to me– But, ya know what I mean.”

Now, Alexander directed Yumi’s hand to his face in order to pamper the back of her hand with a few mellow kisses. He was known for his rigidness by most people, and his image probably backed up that claim. But to Yumi, Alexander was always a tender gentleman. Meddling, sometimes. Silly, sometimes. But, always a gentleman.

“So, Baby Doll, whaddya say? Gonna give poor, old me a chance? Or are ya gonna fuss at me again? Hm?”  

Although Yumi fussed over the situation of planning the trip at such short notice, she couldn’t deny that she truly wanted to go just as bad as he did. After everything they’d been through, she needed it. But.... she truly felt bad suddenly taking off like that from Alice’s cafe. It was very unprofessional, but Alexander was also right. She had only missed days if she were sick or busy with her school or other jobs. 

Perhaps she should take the chance to have some fun for once. Sighing, Yumi looked down at Alexander’s hand as he kissed her own, lips curving up into a small smile. He really was a sweetheart as much as she playfully denied so. He cared about her deeply, ,and she couldn’t see herself being with any other. She was so thankful to have bumped into him at this very cafe so many years ago. 

“I....guess I will,” she huffed, looking around to make sure that Alice or any of the other workers were no where to be found. There was Raven a few feet away from them, serving drinks, but she knew that he would never say a word about their plan. She placed her free hand over Alexander’s, leaning forward to present him with a kiss. “With everything going on....I may have to resign here soon anyway. I’ve only been working here because this is where I started, and I felt inclined but....it’s becoming a bit of a hindrance.”

“Anyways,” she sighed, moving out of Alexander’s grasp and straightening her uniform. “If you’re going to plan a trip at such short notice then....you’d better make sure I enjoy it. I expect first class seats, expensive desserts, the finest jewelry, and brand name luxury fashion and purses,” she demanded, obviously a joke. She placed her nose in the air as she said so, playing as though she was a snooty and demanding princess, which.....she was to a point.

That’s The Devil’s Music { Closed RP }

“Damn skippy, I can plan us a trip just like that. I have a gift for it, ya know?” Alexander responded back to Yumi’s skepticism about the sudden vacation off to one of those particular spots. He knew that she preferred on having the opportunity to get things ready and prepared for big events like out of state travelling. But, there’s nothing wrong with a little spontaneity here and there.

“And what’s wrong with our bedroom as a vacation spot? That’s one of the best options– Whatcha mean?” He asked as if he were truly confused on why Yumi wouldn’t want to visit their “amazing” bedroom at the apartment. Of course, Alexander was only just teasing her about her concern. There’s no way that even he would choose that spot as a secret getaway location for them.  

Pausing on cleaning the bar counter for now, Alexander squinted those blue eyes of his to focus on his fiance’s coin-flipping skills. To be quite honest, Alexander assumed that she would have immediately went for the penny. But, to his surprise, she selected the silver coin as her choosing device.

Although, before Yumi decided to share the results of the random flip to him, Yumi made note of how their wedding was approaching quicker by the day. They needed to keep money saved so that their ceremony would have nothing short of spectacular. That’s exactly why Alexander wanted to shy away from his reprieve from hunting.

“I think it’s for the best for everybody if we just agree that probably half the shit that comes outta my mouth isn’t smart.” Alexander stated as his lips curved up into a quick smile, his hand starting to work away at the counter of the bar with a medium-sized towel. “But, … we’ll have enough money for everything, a'ight?.. You, uh.. Ya don’t really need to worry about the finances, babe.”

When Yumi finally revealed the random results, Alexander’s cleaning slowed down to a complete still.

“That’s right, mannn– Alllll the way down south. Jazz music and voodoo… Good pick.” Alexander said with a couple of nods of his head towards their chosen destination. New Orleans was as good of as a vacation spot as any. He’d never been there before, but whenever he’d heard about it, a lot of drunks were involved. Well, it couldn’t be that bad, could it?

“So, we’ll leave sometime… uhhh– Sometime tonight? Yeah. Sometime tonight. That gives you plenty of time to pack ya millions of bags, too– Actually? We better start now if we wanna make some good time. I'ma go ahead and get ready to clock out for today, I guess– And, I'ma.. call in sick tomorrow.. and the day after that… and probably the day after that… You think Elliot will give me some doctor excuses? Actually– Nevermind!–”

“You have a gift for it hm?” Yumi mocked the young man who made the comment on being rather good at spontaneous trips. Yumi on the other hand preferred to have a plan in order when it came to something like this. There was the matter of the plane fare and where they would be residing. All of this would cost a pretty penny, and if they were planning at the last minute it would be even more expensive. It was a very nice gesture, and she appreciated it of course but... this was sure to be a pretty penny.

“Well, we also have a gift for getting into trouble,” she mentioned, not even having to bring up one of the many instances. “Also, I’ll have to agree with you on your comment about what you say. You’re right,” she teased. “Pretty much everything that comes out of your mouth is something idiotic.”

As Alexander carried on, Yumi’s eyes nearly popped out of her head when he mentioned leaving that night. She hadn’t packed a thing! Heck, she’d just found out about him wanting to go on a trip a few seconds ago! Not only that but she had not alerted her boss about them going anywhere or taking off!

“Um?? We can’t just leave like that,” she whispered into Alexander’s ear after pulling it down and dragging him with it. “How would that look on our records? I can’t do that to Alice! I’ve been here for years!”

That’s The Devil’s Music { Closed RP }

The sounds of a sweet, somber symphony carried throughout the area much like a forlorn echo. An echo that sounded pitiful in it’s own right. The instrument– a piano– carried on swiftly, the white and black keys struck simultaneously with one another in a continuous manner. The vibration of the grand piano– which was painted in all black–, rumbled against the hardwood floor with each stroke. Not a single beat was missed in any form or fashion. In fact, the harmony was absolutely perfect for it to be created by one single individual alone.

But, .. there was something about the melody. Something that made the musical art seem.. robotic? There were no missed notes; None at all. No personal flair added into the tune. Of course, if such a piece was played in a concert, the music would be more than satisfactory. It.. It just appeared as if the instrumentalist just.. didn’t care.

Suddenly, those pale fingers came to a halting end. The classical instrumental was no longer thick in the air, and there was nothing but pure silence hanging around. The keys of the piano gradually recoiled to their normal state, and the musician’s hands simply settled down to his sides.

…Soft clapping soon replaced the silence that lingered in the air– The clapping of one, sole individual. It was hard to tell if the clapping was mocking.. or if it was actually genuine.

Eventually, the taunting applause settled down until the silence was no longer burdened by the vibrations in the air. The pianist, however, didn’t bow. He didn’t even acknowledge that his performance was appreciated.

“… Well done, Koen.” Death remarked, having been that specific and only person that had applauded Koen’s talent. The being was stationed in his cushioned chair in a parlor-like place. It was much more of a theatrical lounge area than anything else. His posture was relaxed, unburdened by any concerns or thoughts. Death actually liked classical music, to by quite honest. Classical music hardly had any verbal words during an orchestra set. It was music that could mean anything that you wanted it to mean.

“..Well?.. And do you have any.. feedback towards Beethoven’s masterpiece?” Death inquired of his reaper creation, curious as to what Koen would say to him.

The reaper didn’t cut a single glance over to his practical father. Instead, his half-lidded eyes focused on the shiny keys that were laying still before him. However, with a slow roll of his raven eyes, Koen merely shook his head lightly towards Methuselah’s question.

“Boring.” The reaper voiced, in a blunt tone– his pitch lacking from care. “… Same as the others. They are all boring. I don’t care for any of them.. I am annoyed like hell that you keep asking me to play this bullshit.”

“Now, Koen.. I know that.. you are a whole, new you. You aren’t in tune with your new characteristics, but.. it’d do you some good to watch your tone. I’m the one getting annoyed of telling you that.” Death responded back to Koen, his facial expression not faltering away from it’s nonchalant appearance.

“..Anyway, how about this? How about… you play me something that… isn’t ’boring’. Every musical piece that I have asked you to perform has all been ‘boring’ to you. So, .. show me what you wouldn’t 'categorize’ as boring.” The older-appearing man suggested, giving Koen the option to play any song that he wanted.

For the next few moments, Koen’s movements were absent. It was almost like he was completely disregarding his father’s request. Because, why did any of this matter, anyway? Koen just wanted Death to stop “testing” him in the aspects of “troubling emotions” and “hindering feelings”.

Still, with yet another shake of the reaper’s head, Koen rose his hands once more to hover of those ivory and ebony keys.

With no warning from his end, Koen’s fingers begun dancing along the piano keys at quite a fast pace. He’d begun playing a much more different rhythm than the “Moonlight Sonata” tune. This piece was much more… secular– Much more bluesy, and with so many bopping beats. Soon enough, Koen’s hands were all over the piano, his chords changing every so often throughout the song.

His foot was quickly pressing against the pedals that were located underneath the piano key spread, causing the notes to twang on in a nice flow.

Methuselah only observed in silence, his eyes narrowed down at the display that his son was showing him? Blues and rhythm? Really?.. Death would have never thought that Koen would prefer such profane music.

Hidden away from Death, there was the smallest smirk that appeared upon Koen’s face as his piano-playing intensified. He didn’t know why this was stimulating him.. It was fast, disorderly, and all those notes were ultimately wreaking havoc on the piano. It.. was just perfect.

However, Koen allowed his fingers to abruptly stop beating against the keys. Honestly, his fingers and hands were twitching.. just a little.

Death’s eyebrows quivered upwards just a smidge when Koen’s jiving number came to an end. Well, that was definitely something different.

“That’s the Devil’s music, son.” Death finally spoke out, giving his initial thoughts on the music. He wasn’t being completely serious in his wording, but.. it did show him something new about the reaper.

“You personally chose that song to play, so I assume that it isn’t.. boring. If it’s not boring, ..then what is it?” Death inquired of Koen with a curious tone, his eyes not breaking away from looking at the reaper.

“… I don’t know.” Koen said aloud as he was gradually trying to take a hold of his bearings. His hands weren’t vibrating any longer. In fact, they made their way back down to his sides. “… It’s.. deadly. Lethal.”

Lethal? What on Earth did Koen even mean by that? That didn’t exactly make any sense to Death.

“And.. that.. exactly.. means?..” Methuselah slowly enunciated, trying to get more information out of Koen. That didn’t give the older man much to go off of. Hell, HE was Death. “Deadly” and “lethal” didn’t exactly mean anything to him.

“It means.. that I’m not so certain.” Koen declared, his head finally turning to take a view of his creator– who was lazily rested in the comfortable furniture. Koen’s eyes were bland, not interested or energetic in any way. “..Perhaps, I just mean that it’s… that it’s fucking boring me to death.”

“.. Still with that tone?… I guess it’s better than the former– You.. constantly pissing me off over some loose girl. So, your vulgarity is an improvement to me in comparison.” Death added, slowly shrugging his shoulders upwards to display his apathy. Koen didn’t crave that Yukimori girl to Death’s knowledge, so Koen’s tone.. his mood.. can easily be worked with.

“..Mm.” The reaper groaned more to himself than to anyone else. Although Death decided to “customize” Koen’s mood and his behavior, there was still something about Yumi that tugged at him. He’d never admit it right now, but.. it was definitely there. The thought of her now wasn’t because of.. longing or admiration.  It was because of something.. much darker now. Maybe betrayal? Disappointment? Those were only a couple of possibilities. “Right.”

“You have a meeting with the higher ones today? A definite conclusion for the situation that happened at the Yukimori’s house months ago?” Koen asked, decided to alter the conversation so that he wasn’t the primary subject.

“Correct. Life, Harmony,– even Chaos will be there. I’m tired of board meetings, but.. none of them will be satisfied until I.. 'compromise’ with the majority… Can you believe they want me to bequeath my title to someone else for a while? As if any of those sloths can handle my work…”

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“Alright, soooo– Senior year is about to start– We’re talkin’ cramming, crying, and cussing– The whole nine yards. This upcomin’ fall semester is gonna make us or break us, ya know what I mean? We’ve only got–what? Three more weeks? Three more weeks before we gotta get back on campus and work hard.” Alexander expressed to Yumi, his fiance… who has actually been his fiance for a few months, now.

It was pretty close to closing time at The Rabbit Hole, and today was one of the days that Yumi and Alexander worked a shift together. Because they were on their summer break, the two of them were able to take later work hours.

But, to be quite honest, Alexander didn’t know how much longer he wanted to stay there at the cafe. He’d put in a couple of years there, and he liked it there just fine. But, it.. was just that his “other job” simply came with more money. And with his engagement to Yumi, Alexander wanted to accumulate more than enough earnings to give Yumi the wedding that she wanted. He just knew that Yumi would do all but agree with that decision, but.. that would be a different conversation for another time.

“So, I’m thinkin’–” Alexander resumed, while sitting down a glass of bubble tea specifically for Yumi down on the counter of the bar. “I’m thinkin’ we have a little getaway? I’ve got a couple of places in mind– And I know this is probably too damn sudden, but… look–”

At this time, Alexander removed two coins from the depth of his pocket. One coin was a quarter, and the other coin was only a penny. Dropping both of the coins from his hand and letting them clatter to the surface of the counter, Alexander narrowed his eyes and tapped his index finger against the quarter.

“Alright– Heads says we’ll goooo toooo.. Las Vegas. Tails says we'lll goooo.. tooooo New Orleans. –You gonna be the one flippin’ the quarter, too. Oh! And the penny is the wild card. If you choose the penny, you don’t have to flip it. The penny represents the.. special place I wanna take ya. A secret.. kinda.”

@lonelysnowprincess

Over the course of the past few months, Yumi had found herself closer to Alexander than ever before. She hadn’t deemed it actually possible but, after Christmas and their talk, the two of them were almost joined at the hip. Things had been going smoothly for them, and she thanked the heavens for it. 

Sure, the two were strong enough to come out of anything it appeared but....she didn’t know how much more her heart could take at this point. In any case, her usual work at the cafe had been tiresome, but she’d managed to rake in quite a bit of cash in tips. It was always easy to work her magic on men and women alike and get them to leave her a nice big helping of bills after her service. 

Now, it was almost closing time and she sat joyfully in front of her fiance who had prepared her a bubble tea. She sipped away at it like a little child, feet propped up onto footrest of the stool. She glanced up at him curiously, eyes meeting the coins he held up in his hand then placed before her on the counter. What kind of proposition was that?

“So you’re saying that at the drop of a hat, you can plan a trip for us to whichever destination hm?” Her eyes darted over to the penny when he mentioned a secret location, then they rolled over and she shook her head. “Oh please,” murmured the snowy haired girl. “You actually think I’m going to choose the penny? I think I’ve fallen for your tricks enough times to know that your ‘special’ place will probably be the apartment bedroom or something.”

She placed her drink down, using her free hand to grab the quarter and hold it up to her face. “So I think I’ll take a chance with flipping this.” Yumi offered Alexander a slightly cocky smirk before tossing the quarter in the air and catching it, flipping it onto the back of her hand. “By the way, is it really smart to be planning a getaway when we have a wedding in a few months? Plus...the honeymoon. However will we be able to afford all of that?” She asked, eyeing Alexander as she lifted her hand to uncover the results of the toss.

“...Looks like it’s tails....that was...New Orleans right?”

@xsadvboyx <3

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