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This is so short it really deserves no notes. Really.
"Ne, Kanda?"
The remark was, unsurprisingly, greeted with cold silence, making the speaker scowl.
"Kanda?"
No reply.
The speaker promptly reached forward and yanked on the black ponytail swaying tauntingly in front of her, demanding it's owner's attention. "Kanda."
With an aggravated snarl, said raven-haired samurai whipped out of his reading position irately, ready to rip someone's head off. Well, that was until he laid eyes on all of Lenalee's green-locked glory. Then he just sighed again. There was just no arguing with this chick.
"What?" he asked resignedly, directing his icy gaze through her eyes, into what he hoped was her very soul. And no, it wasn't cruel; she had disturbed him, after all.
For a second, she just fidgeted and threaded her fingers together nervously, before saying, "Kanda . . . you and Allen are friends, right?"
Needless to say, the question threw him a bit off guard. He looked at her suspiciously, trying to decipher her ulterior motives (and, of course, finding none; because this was Lenalee), then shrugged. "You could say that."
"Like, really good friends?"
He shrugged again.
"Great friends?"
A tic formed on his forehead. "If I say yes, will you leave me alone?"
"Sure."
Kanda sighed in exasperation for what felt like the thousandth time. "Fine," he hissed, daring her to say anything else. If she did, he would leap up and strangle her, to hell with Komui and all his robots.
When she fell silent, he turned back to his book (Calvin and Hobbes: The Ultimate Collection) and mentally cursed when he realized he'd lost his spot.
Then a muffled-yet-satisfied whisper of "Yessssssssss!" reached his ears, and he shook his head softly as the sound of footsteps retreated from his seat in the Black Order's library.
"What the hell?" he muttered when he was sure they were completely gone. Then he glanced up at the sound of stifled giggling coming from across his table, where Lavi was sitting and snorting something about "Oh, the yaoi" that left Kanda even more confused than before.
He decided not to even ask (if the Usagi was involved, there wouldn't be any pros to knowing) and glanced back down at his book.
Damn it, he thought angrily. He'd lost his spot again.
(A/N): lol I just realized that the Black Order's initials are B.O.
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XD
So you're asking where the Yullen was in this little piece of crap? Well, there was none. I was just desperate to publish something. *sighs*
Review? Probably not. Oh well, I tried.
