Title: Practice
Rating: PG
Warnings: Glaring, twitching, "Yuu!"
Words: 681
Series: D.Gray-Man
Pairings/Characters: Kanda x Lavi
“Yuu~!”
Kanda halted in his tracks with a twitch. That was really the only reason he stopped walking; the twitch from having his given name being called out by a certain redhead was so strong that if he did it in mid-step he would have fallen to the ground-which was quite disgraceful.
He turned, glaring. “Don’t call me that.”
Lavi grinned and bounced up to him, tossing his arm around Kanda’s shoulders. “Aw, c’mon, Yuu! We’re buddies, right?”
Again, Kanda twitched.
“Not if you keep calling me that.” he replied coldly. Lavi pouted.
“But…but Yuu!”
Another twitch. “Lavi.”
“Yeah-huh?”
“Off.”
Lavi blinked, confused. With a sigh, Kanda pointed to his arm as if he didn’t want to touch it himself. The redhead grinned sheepishly, removing his arm. “Sorry, Yuu.”
And Kanda faced a fourth twitch.
“What the hell did you need, Lavi? You’re bothering me.” he ground out, getting angry. Lavi’s grin didn’t make him feel any better.
“I wanna show you something!” Lavi said, only then proceeding to dig in his pocket. Kanda raised an eyebrow as he held out the object. “It’s this!”
There in the future-bookman’s palm was a paper crane. It was…nice, not perfect, but Kanda couldn’t hide the ounce of awe he felt upon looking at it, mostly because Lavi apparently made it.
“…Why?” he then asked, gradually feeling his time being wasted. Lavi’s happy, beaming expression only turned brighter, and Kanda was-even if for a mere moment-scared.
“Can you make one? I was talking to Allen and I had the idea that all of us make one and hang them in the dining hall!” he practically cheered. “It’ll be fun, Yuu!”
Kanda twitched for the fifth time in less than an hour, and then glared at him. “Why on earth do you think I would even want to know how to do such an idiotic, childish thing? There are better things to do than to fold paper.” he criticized. Which, of course, did not leave Lavi pouting like Kanda had wanted, but left him gasping.
“What?! But Yuu~! You’re Japanese!! Origami was made in Japan!!” he exclaimed loudly, his voice echoing off the walls. In an instant, after a sixth twitch, Kanda had shoved Lavi back against a wall, hand clamped tightly against his mouth, glaring fiercely at him.
He didn’t say anything, just glared and got close enough to where Lavi could feel his angry breathing and see the glint in his eyes clearly.
Well, at least he hadn’t pulled his sword out…
Lavi took Kanda’s hand in his own, pulling it away from his mouth, showing a smile that somehow conjured up on his face. “I can teach you, you know.”
Kanda almost twitched, but he realized that it wasn’t his name being used. His eyes stayed narrowed.
“…Why should I learn?” he asked dangerously.
“So that we can have one from everybody! It wouldn’t be right to have an empty space where yours should be!”
A child-like reply. As to be expected from light-hearted and carefree Lavi.
Kanda sighed, and moved back, tearing his hand from Lavi’s gentle grasp. “…Fine.”
Lavi’s grin only grew and grew. “Really, Yuu?!”
A seventh twitch. “Yes. Now teach me.” Kanda ordered. Might as well boss the redhead around if he was going to
torture him with bonding activities…
“Heh heh. It’ll take lots of practice, Yuu. Allen and I spent forever on making ours!” Lavi told him, pocketing his crane and linking their arms together.
Kanda twitched for the eighth time. This was really getting old…
He grabbed Lavi by the scarf and yanked him towards him, pressing their lips together. It was brief, and after Kanda licked Lavi’s lips he pulled his arm out of its prison while the eye-patched teen stood there, speechless and red.
Still close, Kanda murmured, “Practice makes perfect.”
Then he walked off, leaving Lavi to trot after him, dumbstruck.
“…You should get that twitch checked out, Yuu.”
Instead of a ninth twitch, Kanda had his blade against Lavi’s neck.
“Maybe you should practice shutting up instead of folding paper birds.”