If I'm Wrong, There's No Such Thing As Right[CURRENTLY UNDERGOING EDITING]

Chapter 8: Day At the Fair & a Panda Bear

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"Well, that was... that was..." Melody demured, not finding the right words apparently. It was pitch black outside except for the various lights of the fair. They had just gotten off the tallest ride there, and it was easy to say that Melody had been petrified. Kiku felt pretty sorry for her, although he can't say he was all too bothered by it. To be fair, she had chosen the ride, although Kiku himself wanted to go on the Ferris wheel. He'd seen in the movies that it was one of the most romantic rides there, and it looked pretty high up. Of course him, knowing about Melody's fear of hights, knew how that would turn out; her, clinging to his arm the entire time in fear. That's exactly why he picked a horror movie; she was adorable when she trembled in fear!
But nooo! Kiku thought. She wanted to go on the tallest and fastest ride there, complete with weird foam neck things and handel and chest bars, making it almost impossible for he to even see him, never mind hold him.
It was the first ride he had ever been on, and he'd thought they'd be fine. He was, but as soon as they got off Melody was spewing her guts out into the trashcan by the exit. Although he did get to hold her hair for her, and pat her back. Maybe it wasn't that bad.
"Horrifying? Nauseating?" Kiku suggested, snacking on some cotton candy. She sent a small, playful glare his way. He returned it with a small smile.
"Oh geez, gimme a break! At least I went on it!" she defended.
"If that's how you wish to see it," he jested. She put her hand to her face in shame.
"Yeah, ok fine. Maybe it was just a bit too much for me," she admitted. "But I-"

ATTENTION LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! THE FAIRGROUNDS WILL BE CLOSING IN TEN MINUETS! THE FAIRGROUNDS WILL BE CLOSING IN TEN MINUETS!

Well, that was quick.

"Oh geez, let me go to the bathroom real quick! I'll meet in the front!" she shouted, running off in some random direction.
"Oh, ok..." Kiku whispered, trailing off, as he knew she couldn't hear him. She couldn't see him, either, which would make this so much easier fo him. Dodging hoards of people leaving for the night, he tried to find his way back over to the dart throwing stand. He was getting that panda bear.
Soon enough, he came across it as the man was packing up. Eagerly, he looked around to make sure nobody was there. Luckily for him, this part of the fairgrounds was just about empty. That meant it was just the two of them. He approached slowly, as a hunter would approach his prey, until he was at the counter. The man from before, who seemingly didn't notice Kiku, was hastily packing up his things. Kiku watched him for a bit more, before he finally turned around.
Kiku kept a calm face as the man jumped back in surprise. Surprising he can even jump all considering how much of a fat dollop of diabetes he is. His look of shock turned into a look of annoyance as he rolled his eyes.
"What you want, brat? he questioned. Kiku's eye twitched in anger.
"Give me the panda, fatass," he commanded, keeping his expression as cool as possible.
"EXCUSE ME?!" the man roared, turning around.
"I said, give me the panda, you fat slob of filth," Kiku replied. He was lucky he was giving him a chance to comply first. The man looked at him in shock, before nonchalantly turning his back and getting back to work.
"Go to hell, kid," he provoked. Kiku's eye twitched one more. That was it. Letting out a fake sigh of defeat, he pretended to leave before quietly going behind the counter. Looking around, he found a conveniently placed baseball bat hanging up, probably another toy he refused to award. Picking it up, he tapped the man ever so lightly on his back.
"Look ass, I said-" he never got to finish his sentence, as the bat collided with his head, sending a line of blood in the dirt. With him squirming on the ground, Kiku mercilessly brought the bat down upon him in a wrath of fury, hitting everywhere he could. The man attempted to put up his arms and shield himself, to no avail. Kiku wanted to see blood, and that's exactly what he got. Along with the sound of cracking bones. It was great! It would make up for the lack of it in the movie. He laughed maniacally.
"You stupid bastard!" Kiku seethed, mercilessly beating the man until finally, the bat broke. Throwing the now useless object to the side, he began kicking the man horrifically everywhere he could think of, until finally his screames of agony stopped. Tired and exasperated, he leaned in on his legs for support. Breathing heavily, he took a look at what he had done.
There laid the man, laying in a pool of his own blood. Dirt and blood was stuck to his face, which was swollen and black and blue. Actually, pretty much all of him was swollen and black and blue. He was beaten to near death, really. Blood still leaked from some places, and once he caught his breath, he bend down and placed two fingers on his large wrist. Surprisingly, he still had a pulse. Kiku contemplated killing him, but remembered that Melody was still waiting for him. And besides, he was too big to chop up, anyway.
So intsead, he just dragged his unconscious body behind the stand; someone would probably find him there. Checking in a toy mirror on the shelf, he grabbed a superhero cape and wiped away any blood on his face and hands. His clothes had a couple droplets here and there, but nothing too noticeable.
"Ok, ok," he said, taking deep breaths and rubbing his hands through his raven black hair. He grabbed the plush panda and went on his way to find Melody.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"Ok, are they closed?" Kiku asked with a warm smile on his face.
"Yep! Although I'd wish you just tell me!" Melody admitted. They were outside of the new Cajun food restaurant. When Kiku had gotten back, he was able to find a bag to hide the panda in, miraculously. Melody had been bugging him about it the entire way, so he finally caved in. The way he got the bear was a distant memory by now, because he was really only focused on how Melody's face would look when he gave it to her.
     "Very well. You can turn around now," he beamed, pulling the fluffy toy from behind his back. Melody slowly opened her eyes, and her face lit up like one of the many flashing lights on the window of the restaurant. She put her hand to her mouth in shock, although her smile never faltered.
      "Is that..." she began, pointing at the stuffed animal. Kiku simply nodded.
      "That's so AWESOME!" she cheered, snatching it up and giving it a hug. "How'd you get him to give it to you?!"
     "Well..." he trailed off. He wondered if he should tell her or not. Although part of him thought if he told her she'd be impressed, the rest knew her too well. She might get mad, and he didn't want her mad at him! So just a tiny lie would do.
"We negotiated. I had to pack up the rest of his equipment for him," he fibbed.
     "Aw! That's so sweet of you, Kiku!" she cooed, wrapping him in a small hug as well. He felt the blood rise to his cheeks, and his face began to burn. He hoped she didn't notice; he didn't think he looked good with a red face.
     "Well, come on," she continued, releasing him from the hug and leaving him feeling empty. "Let's get in there so I can mercilessly and unfairly judge their food!"

        . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"Pssh.... they call this crawfish? Unbelievable!" Melody fussed, throwing her hands up the air. As soon as they had entered, Melody instantly began critiquing everything from their decorations to the way their food smelt. Of course, it's not like Kiku minded! She had a beautiful voice he could just listen to all day. And that's exactly what he did, too. As they sat there, he just listened to her rant and rave, throwing in the occasional "mhm" and "I see" to assure her he was listening. He mindlessly picked at his food, taking a few bites here and there, although on the inside he WAY to excited to eat. This is a date for sure! Yep, it's official! This definitely means she loves me!
     "Hey, ya know what this reminds me of? My parents," Melody informed. Kiku abruptly looked up, only to see a sad, small smile on her face. No, no, no! Why is she talking about them? I have to do something... he thought. But rather than changing the subject, he decided to delve deeper into it.
     "Such a shame they couldn't come, hm?" he began.
     "Yeah. But that's ok, because you're here," she pointed out. Naturally, he loved what he had just heard. But still...
     "Yes, that's true," he noted.          "But how disappointing that they couldn't even take time out of their already free schedule to spend time with their one and only daughter. How unfortunate," he remarked. He could only watch as Melody's face to twist and turn into an angry, yet confused, frown. It was as if she didn't know how to feel.
     "Yeah... that is kinda unfortunate," she repeated, getting a depressed look on her face. He hated to see her so upset, but he'd be damned if he had to share her love with a pair of idiotic parents. Besides, she had him; she didn't need any parents. Or friends. Or anyone else, really.
"Hey," he spoke, smoothly putting his hand on her's," that's ok, because I'm here for you. And besides, you've survived all this time without them. I'm sure you could survive a little longer, right?"

"Yeah, I guess so," Melody mused. Kiku smiled at her, waving a nearby waitress over.

"Great. Check please!"

A/N: Oh Kiku, you sneaky boy you! See guys? I told you I'd have it up Wednesday! Although this is a bit long, so sorry. Also, don't forget to vote, and comment and tell me what I could improve or what you liked about it! Bye! And thanks for reading!!