[D.Gray-Man] Lavi/Kanda - Aphasia
Fandom: D.Gray-Man
Pairing: Lavi/Kanda Yuu
Rating: G
Summary: The first time he sees Kanda, Lavi is determined to become part of his life. The only problem? They don't speak the same language. (Excuse the terrible Japanese in this too.)
The first time he set eyes on Kanda Yuu, small and frail next to a towering Froi Tiedoll and clutching an oversized sword, Lavi had thought he was beautiful. Kanda wouldn't remember, too young and too uncaring about the world to remember a strange boy with a hard to pronounce name, but Lavi would. The first time he had ever been annoyed at Bookman was because he hadn't been allowed to see the beautiful young boy any more.
The next time they met, Lavi knew immediately that it was the same boy. Although Kanda had changed, shot up so that he was now only a few inches shorter than Lavi himself, hair falling past his shoulders despite the high ponytail, and body now clad in a simple black exorcist's uniform, Lavi still thought he was stunning. The glare Kanda shot across the room as Komui introduced them told him everything he needed to know though; Kanda didn't remember him, and Kanda thought he was annoying. Immediately, Lavi knew that he'd do whatever it took to make that change.
"Hey, Yuu." He called when they were dismissed, chasing after the other boy as he stalked down the corridor. Kanda came to a halt and turned to look at him over his shoulder, dark eyes narrowed.
"Watashi no 'Yuu' to yonde wa ikemasen."
Lavi blinked. Although Kanda spoke in fast-paced, piercing Japanese (Lavi knew enough to recognise it as such), the redhead got the general gist of the other exorcist's words. He raised his hands in surrender and smiled cockily.
"Alright, Kanda it is." Kanda huffed in annoyance and made to turn away. "No, hey, come back. I haven't introduced myself."
Lavi raced forward, overtaking Kanda and halting him in the hallway.
"Lavi." He said, holding out his hand. The Japanese boy eyed him warily.
"Rabi..." He sounded out, the syllables foreign in his mouth. Lavi smiled, rubbing the back of his head a little when Kanda still didn't take his hand.
"Ah well, close enough."
Kanda frowned at him again, and Lavi suddenly became concerned that the furrows in his brow would become permanent. He made a disjointed movement as he stopped himself from reaching out, and luckily Kanda didn't notice. Instead, the raven-haired exorcist pushed passed him with a mumbled 'Hottoite kure' that Lavi took correctly to mean that Kanda wanted to be left alone.
As he watched the other boy turn the corner, hair streaming behind him, Lavi mused that it wasn't a bad meeting, as far as second meetings go.
The next day, he spotted Kanda across the cafeteria as he queued for lunch, and Lavi made the spontaneous decision to sit with him. The moment his food was on his tray, he was off, making a beeline for the Japanese exorcist. Kanda didn't even spare him a glance as he sat opposite him, staring at his noodles intently.
"Hey, Yuu." Lavi greeted with a grin. If there was one way he already knew to get Kanda talking, it was to irritate him.
True to expectations, Kanda glanced up with a frown.
"Watashi..." He broke off as he watched Lavi begin to devour his sandwich. Wincing a little, the other boy sighed. "Che. 'Yuu'... Don't."
Lavi blinked. Was that... English?
"Yuu, you're learning English for me? How sweet!" His grin split his face nearly in two, and he was fully aware of how obnoxious it was. Kanda merely glared at him, returning to his noodles and muttering away again in Japanese, and Lavi was suddenly glad that he had no idea what he was saying.
For the rest of the lunch break, Lavi continued to babble away at the boy across from him, talking about everything and nothing, occasionally slipping Kanda's name in whenever he asked a question, but never expecting an answer. The only thing that kept Lavi going was the fact that Kanda stayed long after he'd finished his noodles. That alone was more than enough for Lavi to know that the other exorcist was intrigued by him.
They met several more times over the next few weeks, but time to chat was scarce because either one of them was always being sent out on missions. When they did speak, or rather when Lavi chatted away and Kanda tried his best to escape, the Japanese exorcist tolerated him for longer periods of time with each meeting. Kanda still didn't say much, but when he did, Lavi was pleased that he spoke in more and more English each time too.
Lavi, too, was doing his fair share of learning. In his 'free time', he'd taken to studying Japanese, but he'd kept this information secret from Kanda. Somehow, he knew it would come in handy one day, but he wasn't going to reveal his trump card until it was completely worth it.
The two of them fell into a pattern of meeting in the cafeteria or outside Komui's office, sharing information about their weeks in their own different ways. When Lavi was assigned a long-term mission, he'd thought nothing of it. That was until the second week in, and he was already practically pining after Kanda.
When the month was finally up, he returned to branch headquarters to find Kanda waiting for him in the atrium.
"Where have you been?"
Lavi almost didn't recognise Kanda's blunt, annoyed voice for how little he spoke, and how little Lavi had heard him speak English. But there was barely a trace of an accent now, just the brief hint of exoticness that Lavi couldn't deny excited him.
"Yuu..." He said, shocked that Kanda was both waiting for him and talking to him.
"Don't call me 'Yuu'." The other exorcist snapped. "How many times do I have to tell you that? Che."
Lavi smiled softly, rubbing the back of his neck, aware of how Kanda's eyes were focused on his own.
"I was away, Yuu." He explained, ignoring the other boy's words. "Got me a long-term mission and I had no time to say goodbye. Guess ya missed me, huh?"
Kanda ignored his wink, tutting as he folded his arms across himself. "Shut up, idiot. Like I care that you were gone. Just... tell me next time, Lavi."
This time, there was no stopping the wide grin on Lavi's face. He skipped over, draping his arms over Kanda's shoulders despite the awkward squawk the other boy made and the half-hearted attempt to push him off, and buried his face in Kanda's hair.
"Hisashiburi dane, Yuu-chan."
Kanda tsked again, and when he wriggled free of Lavi's grip to flash him with a frown that didn't reach his eyes, the redhead had never been happier to overcome the inconvenience of a language barrier.
FIN.
Pairing: Lavi/Kanda Yuu
Rating: G
Summary: The first time he sees Kanda, Lavi is determined to become part of his life. The only problem? They don't speak the same language. (Excuse the terrible Japanese in this too.)
The first time he set eyes on Kanda Yuu, small and frail next to a towering Froi Tiedoll and clutching an oversized sword, Lavi had thought he was beautiful. Kanda wouldn't remember, too young and too uncaring about the world to remember a strange boy with a hard to pronounce name, but Lavi would. The first time he had ever been annoyed at Bookman was because he hadn't been allowed to see the beautiful young boy any more.
The next time they met, Lavi knew immediately that it was the same boy. Although Kanda had changed, shot up so that he was now only a few inches shorter than Lavi himself, hair falling past his shoulders despite the high ponytail, and body now clad in a simple black exorcist's uniform, Lavi still thought he was stunning. The glare Kanda shot across the room as Komui introduced them told him everything he needed to know though; Kanda didn't remember him, and Kanda thought he was annoying. Immediately, Lavi knew that he'd do whatever it took to make that change.
"Hey, Yuu." He called when they were dismissed, chasing after the other boy as he stalked down the corridor. Kanda came to a halt and turned to look at him over his shoulder, dark eyes narrowed.
"Watashi no 'Yuu' to yonde wa ikemasen."
Lavi blinked. Although Kanda spoke in fast-paced, piercing Japanese (Lavi knew enough to recognise it as such), the redhead got the general gist of the other exorcist's words. He raised his hands in surrender and smiled cockily.
"Alright, Kanda it is." Kanda huffed in annoyance and made to turn away. "No, hey, come back. I haven't introduced myself."
Lavi raced forward, overtaking Kanda and halting him in the hallway.
"Lavi." He said, holding out his hand. The Japanese boy eyed him warily.
"Rabi..." He sounded out, the syllables foreign in his mouth. Lavi smiled, rubbing the back of his head a little when Kanda still didn't take his hand.
"Ah well, close enough."
Kanda frowned at him again, and Lavi suddenly became concerned that the furrows in his brow would become permanent. He made a disjointed movement as he stopped himself from reaching out, and luckily Kanda didn't notice. Instead, the raven-haired exorcist pushed passed him with a mumbled 'Hottoite kure' that Lavi took correctly to mean that Kanda wanted to be left alone.
As he watched the other boy turn the corner, hair streaming behind him, Lavi mused that it wasn't a bad meeting, as far as second meetings go.
The next day, he spotted Kanda across the cafeteria as he queued for lunch, and Lavi made the spontaneous decision to sit with him. The moment his food was on his tray, he was off, making a beeline for the Japanese exorcist. Kanda didn't even spare him a glance as he sat opposite him, staring at his noodles intently.
"Hey, Yuu." Lavi greeted with a grin. If there was one way he already knew to get Kanda talking, it was to irritate him.
True to expectations, Kanda glanced up with a frown.
"Watashi..." He broke off as he watched Lavi begin to devour his sandwich. Wincing a little, the other boy sighed. "Che. 'Yuu'... Don't."
Lavi blinked. Was that... English?
"Yuu, you're learning English for me? How sweet!" His grin split his face nearly in two, and he was fully aware of how obnoxious it was. Kanda merely glared at him, returning to his noodles and muttering away again in Japanese, and Lavi was suddenly glad that he had no idea what he was saying.
For the rest of the lunch break, Lavi continued to babble away at the boy across from him, talking about everything and nothing, occasionally slipping Kanda's name in whenever he asked a question, but never expecting an answer. The only thing that kept Lavi going was the fact that Kanda stayed long after he'd finished his noodles. That alone was more than enough for Lavi to know that the other exorcist was intrigued by him.
They met several more times over the next few weeks, but time to chat was scarce because either one of them was always being sent out on missions. When they did speak, or rather when Lavi chatted away and Kanda tried his best to escape, the Japanese exorcist tolerated him for longer periods of time with each meeting. Kanda still didn't say much, but when he did, Lavi was pleased that he spoke in more and more English each time too.
Lavi, too, was doing his fair share of learning. In his 'free time', he'd taken to studying Japanese, but he'd kept this information secret from Kanda. Somehow, he knew it would come in handy one day, but he wasn't going to reveal his trump card until it was completely worth it.
The two of them fell into a pattern of meeting in the cafeteria or outside Komui's office, sharing information about their weeks in their own different ways. When Lavi was assigned a long-term mission, he'd thought nothing of it. That was until the second week in, and he was already practically pining after Kanda.
When the month was finally up, he returned to branch headquarters to find Kanda waiting for him in the atrium.
"Where have you been?"
Lavi almost didn't recognise Kanda's blunt, annoyed voice for how little he spoke, and how little Lavi had heard him speak English. But there was barely a trace of an accent now, just the brief hint of exoticness that Lavi couldn't deny excited him.
"Yuu..." He said, shocked that Kanda was both waiting for him and talking to him.
"Don't call me 'Yuu'." The other exorcist snapped. "How many times do I have to tell you that? Che."
Lavi smiled softly, rubbing the back of his neck, aware of how Kanda's eyes were focused on his own.
"I was away, Yuu." He explained, ignoring the other boy's words. "Got me a long-term mission and I had no time to say goodbye. Guess ya missed me, huh?"
Kanda ignored his wink, tutting as he folded his arms across himself. "Shut up, idiot. Like I care that you were gone. Just... tell me next time, Lavi."
This time, there was no stopping the wide grin on Lavi's face. He skipped over, draping his arms over Kanda's shoulders despite the awkward squawk the other boy made and the half-hearted attempt to push him off, and buried his face in Kanda's hair.
"Hisashiburi dane, Yuu-chan."
Kanda tsked again, and when he wriggled free of Lavi's grip to flash him with a frown that didn't reach his eyes, the redhead had never been happier to overcome the inconvenience of a language barrier.
FIN.