Author: RainyPuppetier PM
The start of a new adventure.Rated: Fiction T - English - Words: 2,380 - Published: 04-27-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3017433
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Shuffles of movement sounded in a small apartment that was closing down. Every door, people were bustling around, making sure to pack everything they owned. Some families were yelling, arguing, fighting; unable to get another place to stay in such a short amount of time. Why was the apartment suddenly closing? None of the tenants knew for sure, just that everyone received a 30 day notice to get out because the building was to be torn down.
In room 404 of the six floor building, a girl who lived alone was packing the last of her stuff quietly. Her windows were open, letting in the cool air from outside. Boxes piled in the hallway near her front door. The girl's hair was pure white, held in a high ponytail with some hair framing her face. She was dressed in shorts and an oversized tank top that obviously belonged to a male.
Looking up, she stood on her feet and walked towards her door. She opened it a crack, peeking out before smiling and opening it all the way.
"KRIS!" A flash of blonde launched at her, clinging to her small frame while she laughed.
"Havi! Put me down!" She managed to get out, wiggling in the tall males arms.
The blonde man, Havi, set the girl back on her feet but did not unravel his arms from around her. He grinned down at her before pecking her forehead. "Almost ready? I got our new house. Mom is already in love with it and called a room to herself."
Raising a brow up at Havi, she crossed her arms. "You already got a house? How'd you manage that from under my nose?"
Havi just continued to grin, "You work more than I do so it was easy," he answered, poking her nose.
Kris shook her head, wiggling herself out of his arms and back to her circle of open boxes that she was packing. She honestly didn't have much left. Just her living room that she was currently working on. Havi followed her, plopping down on the floor in front of her. He picked up an empty box and started to pack the girl's DVDs and player.
An hour passed and soon, everything was packed. Kris looked around her small apartment, frowning. She lived here alone for so long. And then she met Havi. Since then, her apartment didn't seem so alone anymore. Between him sleeping over when he could, and being attacked by her stalker whom was MIA thankfully, it held a lot of memories these passed months.
Arms wove around her waist and a chin was lightly placed atop of her head. "We'll make new memories."
Snuggling herself into him as much as she could, she nodded her head. He seemed to read her mind when he wasn't goofing off or flirting with other girls. Kris rolled her eyes at the thought, but smirked when she remembered the look on some of the girls faces when the commented on the collar he wore. The collar was a simple black one with a silver coin dangling. The coin only had one thing embedded into it. A simple "K". To others, it meant nothing. To her, and Havi, it meant that he belonged to her and that was the answer he gave when girls asked.
Shaking her head, throwing the thoughts away, she rewiggled out of the males arms and faced him. "We need to get a moving truck."
"Already got it. Has everything from my apartment in it. And room for yours. Leave your bed here though."
Havi ignored her, smiling before picking up some boxes and opening the door, leaving her confused in the middle of the bare apartment. Picking up a couple boxes herself, she chased him, determined to get some answers.
It took almost another hour to put all her boxes in the truck. He got in the driver's seat and waited as Kris went back upstairs to her room. Taking one last look around, triple checking to make sure nothing of hers was left behind, she locked the door and went back downstairs.
The new owner was in the front office, making sure everyone was moving out this week. Walking over, she knocked on the window. The man looked up, his brown hair gelled back and dressed in a tux. "Yes?"
"I'm all moved out sir. Here's the key to room 404," Kris explained, handing him the key through the small opening under the window.
The man nodded, then proceeded to ignore her by going back to a book that he was reading. Kris stuck her tongue out immaturely at him before leaving. She jogged up to the truck, hoping in the passenger seat. Havi started the engine and the two were off. Red eyes watched out the window as her apartment slowly left her view.
The drive wasn't long. It was still within walking distance from her work. It was closer to where Havi's old apartment was. Havi drove into a small neighborhood that was filled with one and two story houses. Finally they stopped at house 1208. He backed the truck into the driveway and the two hopped out.
Kris looked at the home. It was medium sized, easy to tell that it was a two story. One single tree stood tall in the yard with a small swing attached to a sturdy branch. The leaves shaded almost the whole front yard. Havi keyed in the code of the garage from the outside, and it opened but before the door got high enough, he covered her eyes.
"I got a present for you."
That was all he said before moving her slowly towards the opened garage. Once he was satisfied that she was in proper viewing position, he slowly uncovered her eyes. Blinking at the sudden invasion of light, she soon saw her present. A giant tool drawer sat in the corner. Walking up, she opened one of the drawers to see brand new tools. From hand wrenches to power tools, nuts and bolts. Each drawer was filled with new things. Kris stared at the new tools with amazement, before she frowned and turned to the grinning blonde behind her.
"How much did this all cost? Between these and the house…Havi…it's to much!"
Havi pulled her once again into his arms, running his fingers through her ponytail. "Don't worry about it. I've been saving up for this."
"But you should let me help pay for stuff…"
"You will. But these tools are a gift. I saw yours. They were rusting."
Kris pouted. He was right through. Her tools were rusting badly these days. But she's also had them since she was a teenager. Wrapping her arms around him, she clung to him and thanked him repeatedly. She'd have to repay him secretly one day. Havi pulled away and grabbed her hand, tugging her towards the garage door that led into the house.
The two walked inside, and Carol – Havi's mother – came bustling from the kitchen. "Oh Kris~ I'm so excited that you'll be living with us!" she exclaimed, hugging the girl. Carol was a small, frail woman with blonde curls and blue eyes.
Kris hugged the woman back while laughing. She loved Carol. She was an amazing woman. She remembered when she first met Carol, and when Carol was hospitalized. That time was the push that both of them needed to finally push Havi into starting his own business. That business which has been successful so far.
Carol tugged Kris away from Havi, intent on showing her around instead. They started downstairs. The garage had led to the kitchen, which had two openings. One was small with a large window, that didn't lead anywhere. It was obviously added on later and made a perfect space for a dining area. The other exit led to the living room and backdoor. Connected was an open hallway that led to the front door and staircase. A couple doors branched off from the wall. One was a closet and the other was a small bathroom.
Upstairs, you immediately came to a small open room, which could easily be mad into a game room or open office. Continuing on, there were two small rooms right next to each other. Inside, there was one large window and a walk in closet. Before meeting those rooms was a bathroom, complete with bathtub and shower with two sinks. At the end of the upstairs hallway was the master bedroom. Connected was a large bathroom with double sinks, bath, and walk in shower. Opposite of the shower was the walk in closet.
Carol left the two alone in the master bedroom, a giant smile on her face and whispering to herself. Kris could have sworn she heard the word "grandbabies" come from the blonde females mouth. She flushed at the thought.
Kris started to leave the room before Havi grabbed her hand, halting her movements. "And where do you think you're going?"
"Hm? I was going to one of the rooms that Carol hasn't claimed yet."
"Oh no you don't," he said, pulling her back into him. "You're staying in here with me."
Kris blinked and looked up at him before smiling, nodding her head. She knew when to admit defeat before arguing about it. He'd probably tie her into the room if she disagreed anyway. He was the one who chained up their friend Lance before dragging him to the beach. She smirked at the memory. She then recalled his words about leaving her bed behind. It made sense now.
The two left the room and went downstairs, back outside and started to bring in boxes. A car sped up to the house, parking on the street behind Havi's car. Tire tracks followed where the car was driving. They certainly were not there earlier. A silver haired man and a blue haired man stepped out of the car, followed by a small boy with silver hair and a light streak on his bangs.
"Kris!" the boy called out, running towards the girl and jumping into her arms.
Laughing, she hugged the boy and set him back down on the ground. "Hello Jimmy. How are you?"
"I'm great! Daddy got me ice cream!"
"No wonder you're so hyper," she giggled out before looking up at the two men who walked up. "Lance. Purest," she greeted.
Lance merely nodded his head, pushing up his shades to the top of his head. Purest actually greeted her, a smile on his face. Most people would confuse this man for a woman. He certainly had a baby face at times.
Havi walked up, greeting the three as well. "Thanks for coming."
"Of course. Anything for a friend," Purest answered, smiling before helping with the boxes in the truck. Jimmy helped himself to the lighter weighed boxes, setting them in the living room to be moved to their proper space later. Lance and Havi a small bed frame upstairs into Carol's room. Followed by a mattress and a couple pillows. Two small mattresses were moved into the master bedroom. Kris and Havi didn't have a large sized bed yet. That would be bought later.
Soon, before sunset, the truck was empty and Havi drove it away with Lance trailing behind. Kris stayed back with Purest, helping cook up anything they had left that wasn't perishable for the move. It ended up being ramen. Noodles, broth, and canned veggies. Easily repaired and ready by the time the two males came back. The table was packed, with six people. Loud noises and voices. Broth dripping from spoons onto the table. Carol ended up going to bed after tucking Jimmy in on the couch as he fell asleep after dinner. The four adults stayed up, moving themselves to the garage.
"Blech. How can you guys drink that stuff?" Purest muttered, making a face at the beers that were passed to the three who could actually drink them.
Kris laughed and used her old wrench to open the cap from the bottle before taking a swig then setting it on the ground next to her. She was currently sitting in Havi's lap, whom was clinging to her waist and had his chin on her shoulder. Lance stood across from the two, and Purest was sitting in between them all.
"It's not that bad. Not the best alcohol though…" Lance muttered, drowning his drink and tossing the bottle into the trash bins. A pebble came hurling at his head and he glared at the offender.
"Put it in the blue bin…Recycle!" Kris said, tossing another pebble in her hand.
Lance muttered curse words towards her way before moving the bottle. Purest laughed lightly at him. The four continued to chat late into the night, soon falling asleep on the garage floor. Lance was propped up against the wall with Purest next to him but lying fully on the floor. Havi was like Lance, but with Kris in his lap with her head buried in the crook of his neck.
The next morning, Carol peeked out and checked up on them. Jimmy was still out on the couch. She smiled at the four before closing the door lightly and leaving through the front door, heading off to work.
Kris opened her eyes, listening to the garage door close, followed by the front door opening and closing. She was a light sleeper, and had great hearing. She looked out the windows of the actual garage door, watching the clouds inch on by with the sun's rays peeking up onto the ceiling. She peeked up at Havi and smiled, snuggling into him.
New memories didn't sound so bad, as long as he was there.
Thank you for reading. Another super short story. Havi, Lance, Purest, and Carol still belong to my friend. Kris is mine. I'll be posting shorts as they come to me. Easier to write and fun too. Please review any stories if you can!