Hello readers!
This is a multi-chapter fic that I shall be starting (and hopefully ending..). It's basically a bunch of unrelated fluffy Yullen one-shots that have been collecting dusting in my notebook for a few weeks. I already have the next chapter written so it shouldnt take that long to upload.
I should warn you that majority of the chapters I have planned are like...potentialYullen. And not established Yullen. If there is any established Yullen it'll happen WAY into the future..
Whenever Kanda Yuu went out in public, he had a very specific intent. Majority of the time, said intent was to get to his destination and get back with out being noticed; Kanda did not like being surrounded by annoying people. So one fateful Sunday night, Kanda mapped out a very complex route to get to the local library and back home without incident.
Knowing the people that live in his immediate area, an assortment of weirdoes, stalkers, creeps, and obsessive fan girls, this task was nearly impossible.
Almost every time Kanda stepped foot into a public place, the same thing happened every time. First, he heard the ear grating high pitched giggles of some girls that had happened to know who he was. Annoyed, he would cast a weary glance in their general direction and he always saw the fierce blush growing rapidly upon on the girls' faces. Next, he heard loud whispers about him, his hair, and his "totally radical mini-van". Who actually says that about a beat up mini-van?
And then finally, some girl, normally the outsider in the crowd of friends walks over and tries to make awkward conversation. On average, the conversations go like this:
"Um, hey. You're Kanda, right?"
"Che."
"Um, I've seen you around the high school and um…you look pretty…scholarly?"
You can probably guess what happens next. Kanda gives the girl a demonic and she quickly stands scurries away and takes a seat with her friends, who are trying to control their uncontrollable laughing. The youth these days.
And on a not-so-rare occasion, Kanda would step outside of his house and be greeted with the extremely unwanted sight of his neighbor, Tyki Mikk sitting outside of his house, watching him intently.
Every single time this had occurred, Kanda had tried his best to ignore the man and the urge to go call the police and boarded his car instead of taking his normal walk.
Then preceded a very heated car chase between Kanda and his compulsive neighbor, usually ending with him catching up to Kanda at a red light and always told Kanda the same message.
"Hey, boy, I think someone stole your newspaper this morning." Despite the fact that Kanda knewwho had been stealing is newspaper and honestly didn't care.
At that, Kanda would proceed to tell him to, "Stay off the green, creep." And drove off.
So in order to avoid this, Kanda had set an alarm to wake him up at five o'clock on the dot. He immediately shot up and grabbed his cell phone. He scrolled through his tiny contact list and selected "Bookman".
Ring…Ring…Ring…
"Hello, Bookman Library, Lavi speaking." Kanda snickered at how professional Lavi sounded.
"Che. Is it crowded there?"
Lavi gasped. "You're coming to visit me, Yuu?" There was short pause. "Or are you coming to ask me out on a date-"
"No. I don't remember how many times I've told you. I. Am. Straight."
"Whatever you say Yuu. You'll come around." Kanda closed his eyes and breathed in deeply. "Anyway, well, it depends on what you would define crowded as." He could picture the smug smirk on Lavi's face as he said this. "But if you were to ask me how many people were in here I'd say around six or seven."
"Yeah, thanks. Bye." Kanda muttered and clamped his phone closed. He got up off of his bed and started getting ready for the day.
On his way to his dark blue mini-can, Kanda got more outlandish looks then he normally did. Today, he had chosen to wear a large, black pullover hooded sweater and a pair of sweat pants. Upon seeing him, one would think he was going to run in the park on a winter day, despite the fact it was around ninety degrees that day. But Kanda Yuu didn't sweat anyway so what does it matter?
When Kanda slid his car into a parking space in font of the library, he was on a look out for anyone he knew. When he was certain the area was clear, Kanda had stepped out of his car and slammed the door shut. As he headed around the van, he rubbed his finger along the key-scratched words, "Yuu Mobile" written in an obnoxiously huge scrawl by none other that Lavi.
As he stared at it for a few seconds, his overwhelming anger towards his so-called friend had been rekindled and amplified by a few thousand.
Kanda thought about how many legal loop holes he would have to jump through to get a restraining order against Lavi for his dearest Mugen as he stepped into the library.
Without casting a glance at anyone in the library, Kanda made a beeline for the back of the library, specifically the break room, where he was certain Lavi would be.
"Rabbit." Kanda called, as he got closer to the entrance of the small room. Before Kanda could step in though, he had unwillingly made contact with an emerald green eye.
"Hey, Yuu! You seem to be in quite a rush, since it took you around…" Lavi glanced at his wrist watch. "eight minutes to get here. How many miles over the limit were you driving?"
"20."
"Ahh, I see. So when are you going to pick me up?"
It took a moment for Kanda to understand what Lavi was talking about. "Che. Where is the book Tiedoll assigned?"
"Geez, Yuu. Four other kids from school are asking me for it. You guys seriously need to do your homework earlier." Lavi shook his head disapprovingly.
"Shut up. Where is the book?"
"I'm not sure if he have anymore copies."
"Then go check, baka."
"Calm down, Yuu. There's no need to use your magical language."
Kanda rolled his eyes. "If it was magical, then the entire country of Japan would be wizards. I've never seen any besides cosplayers."
"The magic is in the eye of the beholder." Lavi had said wistfully. "Quoted from one of my favorite works."
Kanda chortled. "What work is that exactly?"
"The Manual of Random Facts by some dude named Komui Lee." Lavi said. He stepped over a mass of wires and quickly started flipping through pages in a large binder. "Sorry, Yuu-chan. Some kid checked it our already."
"Who?" Kanda asked instinctively.
"It's a bookman's code to keep everyone's privacy, Yuu."
"Who?"
"You have no respect for my career, Yuu. It saddens me." Kanda held back a snide comment on how poor Lavi was at his future career.
"This is the last time I'm going to ask you. Who checked out the book?"
"I refuse to tell you, Yu-" Kanda abruptly stepped forward and not-so-gently shoved Lavi away from the table. Kanda quickly scanned the page and saw that the book had been taken by somebody named Allen Walker.
The name seemed familiar to Kanda. He took a moment to recall where he had seen the name Allen Walker.
After a few moments, it all clicked. Oh, he thought sourly. It's that brat from science class.
"Is he still here?" Kanda tore his eyes away from the page and looked over at Lavi who had landed near the coffee maker and was pushing some buttons, spilling the liquid on the desk.
As he scrambled to find napkins, Lavi replied offhandedly, "Yeah. I think he's in the front." With that, Kanda made another beeline to the front of the library. It wasn't very hard to spot Allen. Kanda immediately saw the white head of hair.
"Hey, bean sprout," Kanda said, standing on the other side of the small table Allen was sitting at.
Allen rolled his eyes as he seemed to be finishing his sentence. He slowly placed his finger to mark his page in the book. "My name is Allen, BaKanda."
Kanda narrowed his eyes into a fierce glare at the boy. "Che. Are you almost done with that?"
"No. I just started."
Kanda pulled out the chair that was under the table and sat down across from Allen.
Allen had fixed a weary stare at Kanda. "What are you doing?"
"What does it look like? I'm sitting." Kanda replied, peering at the back cover of the book.
"By why are you sitting here?" Allen asked, pronouncing the last word slowly.
"I'm going to sit here and wait for you to finish."
"Why not go somewhere and then come back later?"
"My assignment is due tomorrow." This brat seriously asks too many questions.
"Luckily for me, mine is due on Tuesday." Allen flashed Kanda a sarcastic smile. Kanda had found it disturbing.
A few minutes of absolute silence had passed and Kanda had the sudden urge to interrupt the bean sprout. Allen had his arm perched on the table, holding his hand and Kanda could still see the red streak going down his face. Too content.
But on the other hand, Kanda wanted Allen to finish the book as quickly as possible so he could finish his assignment as quickly as possible. He decided his amusement wasn't worth it.
To pass some time, Kanda stood up and raked through a shelf. After a while, Kanda gave up on it and returned to his seat.
As soon as Kanda sat down, Allen had started rummaging through a large black bag he had placed on the table. He produced a black book and had held it out towards Kanda.
"Here."
"Why are you giving me that?"
"You seem bored. You're welcome."
"I never asked for a book."
"But I'm offering."
"Che."
At that, Allen took aim at Kanda's shoulder and threw the book rather hard. Kanda, who had seen it coming, grabbed the book before it hit and grinned smugly to himself.
Kanda reluctantly opened the book and began to read.
Ten minutes had successfully passed by without any further distractions. Allen realized this and decided to bother BaKanda—and he had the perfect idea how.
"Hey, Kanda," Allen whispered. He saw a twitch beginning to form on his brow. "I know you can hear me. Quit being a jerk."
Twitch. Twitch.
Allen suddenly had another bright idea. He dug into his bag and pulled out a small notepad, with a very few pages still left in it. On one sheet, Allen wrote down a small word and did the same for the rest of the pages.
Kanda had watched him with a very curious look after a few moments. Allen had obviously run out of pages so he rummaged through his big black bag for something to write on. The part that confused Kanda was that he had pulled out a few papers that had nothing on them, but kept venturing for different papers. Finally, Allen pulled out a small rectangular card and looked at the back side of the paper smugly. He had neatly scrawled the last word on the paper and stuck the other papers into the back of the book.
About a half hour later, Allen had finally finished the book and handed it off to Kanda. He had done nothing to suggest he was still alive besides grin mischievously at Kanda. Kanda had abruptly stopped reading and held the book out to Allen. The bean had done a terrible job at acting as if he hadn't noticed. Apparently, he had noticed to as his pale face got noticeably pink. After that, Allen had stumbled away from Kanda awkwardly and headed towards the door.
Weirdo.Kanda commented to himself. He slid both books into his bag and headed towards his van.
Once Kanda got home, he plopped on his pristine white living room couch and dug through his bag.
His first mission: Find out what the bean was writing.
After a few moments, Kanda had finally fished the book for Tiedoll's class out of the bag. Let it be known that Kanda Yuu was not one to pack heavily.
Kanda narrowed his eyes at the first paper. It read: "Why" and had a shakily drawn arrow pointing to Kanda's right was drawn in the bottom corner.
Che.
The next cards read: "Are", "You", "Such", "A" and lastly, "Thief?"
"What?" Kanda Yuu had never stolen in his life!
Well, there was that time when he and Lavi had been fighting in that convenience store. Lavi had, of course, annoyed Kanda and Kanda had begun to throw heavy objects in Lavi's general direction, missing him every time, and slowly but surely demolishing the interior of the store. As a last resort, Kanda had grabbed a stack of magazines and had flung them at Lavi as he fled from the scene
Finally, Kanda pulled out the smallest of the cards. On the front of the card, it had the name "Allen Walker" and a cell phone number and email in a curly font. Kanda turned the card around and saw that in larger letters than the rest, the name "BaKanda" was scrawled.
Without thinking, Kanda flipped the card around and grabbed his cell phone and dialed the number on the back.
But then came another dilemma. Would it be easier to call or send a message to the bean.
After a few moments of arguing intensely with his mind, Kanda had decided it would be much less difficult to send a text message.
I am not a thief, bean sprout.
Kanda slowly closed his cell phone and placed it next to him on the couch. He then stared at it for a few seconds, waiting for the envelope with "NEW MESSAGE" displayed on top of it, and the bing that came along with it.
Minutes passed one after another and Kanda still didn't see the bean sprout's reply. Kanda grabbed his cell phone and flipped it open and watched as his said black wallpaper flashed a picture of the long-awaited envelope.
The text read:
Then why do you still have my book?
Kanda typed a speedy reply, struggling against the cramped keyboard on his cell phone. He seriously needed a new one.
You didn't ask for it back.
Kanda checked his volume level and made sure the volume was up loud enough.
Once again, Kanda waited patientlyfor the next reply.
Kanda reached out to his coffee table and grabbed his television remote. Kanda leisurely flipped through the channels, glancing at his cell phone once every few seconds. Gradually, Kanda settled on a gaming channel. He scrolled through the list looking for a game he would enjoy, and wouldn't provoke too many thoughts. He needed a game that would put him in an absent-minded state.
Bejeweled.
As Kanda was waiting for the screen to load, he heard a loud banging on his front door. Kanda instinctively ignored the knocks and started an 'Action' game of Bejeweled.
"Yuu!" A muffled voice called through his door, as soon as he made his first match. The voice from outside somehow rivaled the deep voice of the speaker on the game booming, "Great!"
As Kanda had immediately recognized the voice, eyed his sword across the room wearily. Really, Lavi never learned.
"I can see you, you know." Kanda honestly didn't care, so he calmly continued his game.
After a few minutes of an unnatural silence, Kanda got an overwhelming feeling of danger. Always being one to trust his instinct, Kanda quickly and quietly stepped across the room and grabbed his now unsheathed sword. He held it in his hand and continued to play his game, lowering the volume to listen for any unwelcomed sounds.
Then a sudden thought slammed into his brain—the bean might have replied.
Kanda slid off of the couch and snatched his cell phone off of the coffee table. Kanda flipped open his cell phone and clicked on his 'new message' envelope too eagerly than he would have liked.
So u steal it? Watevv, ik you're w/o morals ;D
Wen r u gonna give it back?*
Kanda had to stare blankly at the message for a few seconds. However, Kanda's confusion wasn't enough too distract him from the not-so-quiet footsteps radiating from his kitchen.
Knew it. Kanda thought bitterly, finally quitting out of the game. Bejeweled could wait.
Kanda stood up with a look of complete evil and grabbed his sword. Kanda stepped loudly towards the kitchen, giving the bum that had broke into his house a subtle notification that he had heard them—and then a less subtle notification that he would be promptly burying them in his back yard.
Once he got to the doorway of the kitchen, he gripped his lethal weapon and lunged forward at the figure standing at his refrigerator. Mud-lunge, Kanda realized the patch of red and the shiny leather jacket and narrowed his eyes, aiming Mugen at the middle of the red hair.
Before Kanda could comprehend what was happening, he felt a surge run through his hands.
"Ow." He muttered, rubbing them together.
"Now, Yuu-chan," he heard the all too familiar voice basically sing. "if that had anyone but me, you would have been in prison for 16 years with a cell mate named Sally."
Kanda snorted. "Like I'd get caught." Lavi slid by him and continued to raid his refrigerator.
A faint 'bing' sounded and Kanda immediately headed towards his living room.
Flipping open his cell phone, he saw he had another reply from the bean sprout. He hadn't replied back thought, had he?
Too advanced for you, BaKanda? I should have known you were a complete social hermit, and cant understand text talk.
Kanda glared at the cell phone and began to type his reply. Much to his annoyance, he felt the couch shift slightly and hi felt an eye staring at him.
"Who're you texting, Yuu?" Came the question Kanda had been dreading.
"Nosy."
Lavi had developed a wicked smirk and directed his glance to the screen of Kanda's cell phone. So Kanda hid the only thing he deemed sensible at the moment. He turned the phone away from Lavi and resumed his typing.
In a matter of seconds, the cell phone was in Lavi's hand as he ran for his life through the household. Once he was on the second floor, Lavi quickly ran into the first lockable door he saw. The door to the bath room.
Meanwhile, Kanda had been looking around on the second floor for the stupid rabbit. Every few seconds, he paused to listen to the sounds of his keyboard and quickly found his destination.
Lavi had long finished sending a few messages to Allen, but was just hiding to mess with Yuu. Lavi went through the rest of the conversation with an amused smirk.
Yuu so doesn't know how to flirt.Lavi thought. He then decided to take his leave in his safe spot and enter the war zone.
Perfect timing. Lavi thought as Kanda came storming down the hall. Lavi stood his ground and stretched his arm towards the raging bull. Kanda snatched his cell phone and immediately went to his sent messages only to find the ones he sent before.
"…What did you do?" Kanda hissed, checking his inbox. Laavi had too deleted the bean's messages. How clever of him.
"I helped you, Yuu." Lavi let his voice trail off mysteriously. At the look on Kanda's face, Lavi did a quick math equation.
Yuu-chan + Confusion + Easy escape for Lavi
Lavi snickered at his solution and quickly jagged down the stairs and exited the house.
Che.
So Kanda took the only logical step he could think of. He flipped open his cell phone and quickly sent a text to the bean sprout.
What was the last thing I sent you?
But wait—Kanda had an even brighter idea.
Actually, fwd the last msgs. He smirked down at the cell phone.
Heh. Too advanced?Kanda thought.
Kanda trailed down the stairs and went back to his bag on the couch.
After all that Kanda still hadn't started his reading. Shame.
So after all that time whilst Kanda was reading, Allen had never replied back. Kanda. Not being one to be patient, had went to his contacts and selected "CALL" next to Allen's name.
After the first few rings, a squeaky voice spoke up.
"Hello?"
"Bean sprout," Kanda was pretty sure he heard the bean sprout gasp. "You didn't forward the messages."
"Yes," Allen replied back, more loudly than he had spoken before. "I know."
…
"Why not?"
Kanda could hear the fluster in the Allen's voice. "Y-you deranged, sadistic, sicko!" Kanda merely waited for the bean sprout to calm down. "I'd feel so dirty that I's need to shower for the next three days if I had sent that! So vile."
"Calm down, bean. Your British is showing." Kanda heard Allen start to protest yet again and waited for him to stop talking.
"This is starting to get old, bean. Tell me what the messages said."
"Have you developed a sudden case of amnesia, BaKanda?"
"Quit being annoying, bean."
"I refuse."
With that, Kanda hung up the phone. As he had told the bean, this was dragging on for way too long. He decided to wait until tomorrow. Then, he could wait until science and …borrow the bean's cell phone. Brilliance.
I sense a conclusion coming on... I actually have an epilogue planned for this. I was going to add it to the end of this chapter but...
I decided not to.
So coming up next will be Assistant. Kanda's a lazy author so he hires a live in assistant (Allen.)
Hehe.