For His Happiness

Chapter 12: Sing and Swing

As Alfred took the nearest shortcut to the school, they arrived within twelve minutes later. From the outside, the school seemed to be in its usual condition, however, the open lights and the muffling noises from the inside said otherwise. Alfred got out from the car and sprinted around to open the other door for Kiku as he gestured him to take his arm.

"You know you don't have to do that," the Japanese said, although he took his offer anyway.

The blond squeezed his hand where it was resting on the curve of his arm. "I'm doing my best as your partner for tonight, darling," he said and winked. Kiku smiled at his antics and placed his head on his shoulder while they were moving inside.

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"It's about time!" Matthias called as soon as he saw Alfred and Kiku's figures approaching. The other members of their gang looked up and saw them as well.

"Alfred Fucking Jones! You're late!"

"Finally! You successfully managed to drag Kiku here, officially this time!"

The duo chuckled at them, they let go of each other, and then Alfred said, "Hey, first of all, I'm not late. The party's not gonna over until twelve, and it's still passed 8:30. And secondly, I didn't drag Kiku here all the way as you guys should know because I wouldn't be called a man if I didn't ask for his permission."

"Also," Kiku stepped in. "It would be fair to say that we came a little late because I was taking a long time in the shower, and I came here willingly with him." His respond earned a lot of awes and admiration for his persona as if like someone was calling him a cinnamon roll.

"Seriously, Kiku. You always support him," Lukas said. "I'm not saying it is a bad thing, it's actually remarkable that you are always on his side even though he's speaking nonsense."

"Yeah," Matthias agreed. "Although it's a little bit sad to say that in spite of what he said, you guys aren't in a relationship... yet..."

Alfred looked at Kiku who immediately stared down at his feet. "I don't think we're not into it for now."

"Ah, I see."

"By the way, on another matter, you look like a hitman, Alfred," Gilbert said.

Then, from stage one to stage ten, Alfred's temper nearly went through the roof within 0.5 seconds. "What the f- are you kidding me?! Seriously, Matt?!"

Matthew, who was standing beside Gilbert, smirked while crossing his arms, "Told you so!"

"Well, for your information, even though I'm not wearing a tux, I'm still a one of a kind since I dressed properly based on the theme," the blond said proudly. But his remark was eventually ignored (very sad for him) when Matthias invited them in instead.

"Do you guys want some Root beer or ginger ale?"