What is up with all these angsty stories? Where's the humor in angst? Really, honestly, I feel the need to remedy that. Right now. I know I have another story going on, but this one's going to be more romance-centric, but not too much. Too much sweet gives you cavities, and cavities are bad. So. If you please, read on.

Disclaimer: I don't own -Man. And yes, I capitalize the friggin' "m" in "man". Sue me. You won't get anything, anyway. So there.

Summary: People say love is blind. They also say fools fall in love. Maybe it's just the two fools who are the blind ones.

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Daisy, Daisy

A romance of epic proportions

But no cavities

So you won't throw up reading.

Brought to you by

Rain-chan

Because she loves you. Probably.

Lenalee sat up on a hill, savagely plucking the petals off a poor, helpless daisy. If vegetables can scream, then daisies can, too, and that daisy was screaming its poor head off as the petals were ripped off, one by one.

Each time Lenalee ran out of petals, she absently picked another poor, helpless daisy and began to relieve that one of its petals.

"He loves me," said Lenalee, plucking off a petal, "He loves me not." She was apparently unaware of the immense suffering she was causing with her silly ritualistic superstition.

Pretty soon, Lenalee was completely surrounded by a carpet of white petals. Although she kept ending on "he loves me," she was unsatisfied with this result, and kept on plucking, just to be sure.

Suddenly, the air was rent with a horrible screech.

"Lenalee!" called Komui, somewhere over the hill. "Lenalee! Where are you? It's time for supper! You aren't getting into any mischief, are you? Lenalee! Lenalee!"

Lenalee jumped up, deciding to get out of there before Komui could link her to the ravaged flowers. If he caught her doing something silly like that, he'd positively flip out.

Although it seemed like he already was.

"Lenalee!" Komui screeched, "Lenalee! Oh no, what if she's been kidnapped by bandits who'll demand a ransom that I can't possibly pay?"

Although Lenalee felt a bit guilty about leaving her brother to worry about ransom-demanding bandits, she didn't want to have to explain what she had been doing, so, pocketing the daisy she'd been about to de-petal, she ran off, leaving Komui to wander the hills until his growling stomach drove him back.

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Allen stared out the window and aimlessly stabbed a slice of watermelon with a fork. Stab, stab, stab, went the fork, piercing the poor watermelon over and over again.

Lavi, on the other side of the table at which Allen was sitting, watched the spectacle. For someone who was fond of eating, Allen sure wasn't getting much done. And with the 113th stab, Lavi just couldn't take it anymore.

"Allen," said Lavi, "Would you stop stabbing the watermelon and just eat it?"

Allen looked at him, startled. "What?"

"Eat. The. Watermelon." Lavi pronounced each word clearly so that Allen, in his apparently-distracted state, could understand.

But Allen just stared at him. "What are you talking about?"

"For the past twenty minutes, I've been watching you stab that watermelon over and over and over again," said Lavi. "You've stabbed it 113 times, and I can't take it anymore, so just eat the stupid thing already."

"You counted?" was all Allen could think of to say.

With that, Lavi picked up the watermelon slice and shoved it in Allen's face.

Allen spluttered, nearly choking on the seeds. He attempted to move his face away from the watermelon. Lavi, however, had different ideas, and continued to shove the thing into Allen's face until he had eaten the whole thing, apart from the rind, which Lavi then tossed over his shoulder.

"Ouch!" cried some unimportant guy as the rind hit him in the face, giving him a black eye.

"What was that for?" said Allen irritably, wiping off his face. It wasn't his fault he was distracted.

"That was for not eating the stupid watermelon," said Lavi, finishing off a chocolate chip cookie, "And for not telling me what's bugging you, because something obviously is."

"Is not," Allen said stubbornly, although it was true. But he wasn't about to admit it.

Lavi sighed. "Allen, Allen, Allen. You can't give me the 'I'm not distracted so don't bother me' treatment, because I can see right through you."

For a second, Allen pictured himself as being literally invisible. Yes, he was definitely distracted.

"And furthermore," said Lavi, eating a strawberry, "You not eating is a big hint."

Allen was about to attempt to reply with a smart remark when Lenalee rushed in, looking as if she had just run a marathon. This was a welcome distraction, because, in truth, Allen hadn't even been able to think of a suitably smart remark.

"Hey, Lenalee," said Lavi, his questioning momentarily forgotten. "Komui went out to look for you. Did he…"

"No," said Lenalee, out of breath, "No. Don't tell him I was out, okay?"

Lavi stared at her. "Uh…why?"

Lenalee, still breathing heavily, attempted to straighten herself out. She brushed off her skirt, ridding herself of any possibly-revealing white petals, and smoothed out her bangs.

"Because," she said, then took a few deep breaths and pretended she had not just been running for her life.

Lavi shook his head and decided he probably didn't want to know. He turned to Allen, about to say something. And he would have said something, too. The problem was, Allen wasn't there.

"Allen?" Lavi looked around confusedly. "Holy…where'd he go?"

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Allen walked hastily down one of the sprawling hallways that made up the Headquarters. He snapped his fingers absently, feeling extremely jittery and nervous. He realized that leaving abruptly was one of the worst things he could have done, because it would've just reminded Lavi about the whole questioning session, but…well, he was afraid if he'd stayed in there, his head would've exploded.

Allen didn't particularly wish for his head to explode. It sounded rather unpleasant.

If only he didn't feel so distracted.

Suddenly, Allen's stomach growled, and he wished he had eaten more when he'd had the chance. Watermelon sounded really good…really, really good…

He began to be consumed with thoughts of delicious watermelon. Watermelon cut into squares, watermelon sliced in wedges, whole watermelon…smashing watermelons with sticks…he wondered if it would be fun to try and smash one with his fist. He was sure he could do it…but wouldn't that ruin the watermelon?

Caught up in these watermelon-filled thoughts, Allen didn't notice the person in the hallway directly in front of him. In fact, the only thing that made him notice the person was the sheer fact that they smacked straight into each other.

Allen slipped and fell backwards, smacking his head on the hard floor. The person he'd run into swore as he hit the ground as well.

"Watch where you're going," said Kanda grumpily, sitting up and rubbing his elbow.

Allen's watermelon-filled mood was immediately crushed by the dark cloud looming on the horizon.

"Watch where you're going," he said irritably. And now he was starting to get a headache.

They glared at each other for a few minutes before being rudely interrupted by the sound of footsteps. Someone was running down the hallway.

Picking himself up, Kanda glared at Allen some more. Allen picked himself up, as well, and glared at Kanda some more.

Again, their glaring was interrupted as Lavi rounded the corner.

"Yo, Allen," he called breathlessly, "Where do you think you're going?"

Allen was struck with horror. Lavi had followed him? He must mean business. Time to flee the scene. And with that, Allen took of down the hallway.

Lavi attempted to go after Allen, but Kanda was stubbornly refusing to move from the direct center of the hallway.

"Move it, Kanda," said Lavi staring desperately after Allen as he got father and farther away.

Kanda stared at him. "No."

"Yes."

"No."

Lavi stared back at Kanda in disbelief. What was this guy's problem? "Oh, for the love of…just move!"

"Make me," said Kanda, folding his arms with the obvious determination not to move.

Lavi gave up. It was too late, anyway. Who knew where Allen was now? He sure moved fast…

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Luckily for Allen, Lavi hadn't thought to look in the most obvious of places. Allen had made a beeline for his room, not knowing where else to go. He hope Lavi would just give up…if not, he could always try to barricade the door with something heavy.

Sighing, Allen reached for the doorknob. As he began to turn it, something on the floor caught his eye.

Doorknob momentarily forgotten, Allen bent down and picked up a single, very disheveled daisy. It looked about as bad as he felt, what with his sprint through the winding hallways and everything.

He had no idea where the thing had come from, but he felt sort of bad for it, and besides, it was kind of cute, what with its little sunshine center. He was sure it would pick up if he put it in some water, so he opened the door, entered his room, and locked himself firmly inside, taking the stray daisy with him.

At least that was over with.

Da-dum. This is it. It's done. Over.

Sorry, I'm kidding. There's more, including Matchmaker Lavi and his unwilling sidekick, Kanda. It'll be fun. You'll see.

Anyway, thank you for reading, and I hope you continue to read. Reviews are always appreciated. I enjoy knowing that someone's actually reading this. :3