Hi everyone! This is La Lune de Fraise's first attempt at a fan-fiction including humor and romance in it… Oh, who is she to fool; this is only her second fic ever! She's like a little kid who still drinks from those sippy cup thingamajiggers even though she's teething though not quite potty trained. O.o" That was quite strange. Anyways, Read & Review!
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"What in the name of my Lenalee's perfect coffee is going on here?!" Supervisor Komui Lee turned an interesting collection of colors including violent violet and crazy cerulean before growing white as a sheet and falling to his knees.
No, another brigade of rogue Akuma wasn't here to destroy the Black Order Headquarters; that happened last week. No, Hevlaska hadn't sensed another exorcist in danger of falling to a critical point with his Innocence. And no, Lenalee did not acquire a boyfriend, thank the heavens. (If she ever did, her good ol' big bro would take a dental drill and slowly scrap of layer, upon layer of skin until the bastard who even dared to set foot within a mile radius of his precious sister was a mess, bloody- Uh, you get the picture.)
What was happening in the cafeteria of the Order was even more mind-boggling to Komui than realizing that the Science Department needed-pfft- sleep to operate. Heh, Reever was getting a pay deduction after all. Garr, though Komui angrily, slapping his face with gusto, must. Look. Miracle. In. Its. Face. Ooh, Lenalee's coming down! Time for breakfast, my honey. Would you like toast? Oh, of course not, you had that yesterday with some Nutella…
Obviously, Komui wouldn't, or rather, couldn't focus on something for over thirty seconds without having a seizure or getting distracted, so I as the great Narrator who knows all shall continue the story. The sight that had left Komui so darn flabbergasted was this: Allen Walker, the Order's one and only sweet natured, white-haired, cursed exorcist and Kanda Yu, the Order's most disagreeable, bipolar, insanely vicious, samurai exorcist… were talking. Not only that, they'd been exchanging small talk for over ten friggin' minutes without a single chair exploding, bystander getting injured, or bowl of tempura soba being violated. And- and was that a smile on Kanda's face? Everyone knows that every time Kanda smiles a puppy dies! D-don't they?
Oblivious to the hemorrhages and brain damage Supervisor Komui was attaining thanks to their so-called peacefulness, Kanda and Allen continued their conversation, which wasn't as peaceful as it seemed. In fact, nothing at all had changed between the two bitter best-enemies. Moreover, you might say their relationship had soured even further. Both teens were swearing and muttering insults colorfully in two different languages, Japanese and English, albeit quietly.
"You stupid girly-man, don't think I can't understand what you're saying!" Allen paused for a moment. Damn, I really can't understand what he's saying…
Kanda swore fluently under his breath and then proceeded to call Allen an, "old-man Moyashi with a fucking bottomless pit for a stomach and shitty emotions," also adding in, "touch my soba and you die" in three different dialects.
Komui refused to take this lack of fighting between Allen and Kanda any longer so he brain-stormed and strained for an idea to get the boys up and in the ring once more. With the sound of a drain pipe suddenly being unclogged, Komui had a brilliant idea. What if, just what if Allen and Kanda weren't really talking nicely right now? Oh, good job, Supervisor, Komui applauded loudly and patted himself on the back, all the while Jerry shaking his head and sighing. You're in the game now! Allen and Kanda didn't usually get along, so if they were confined to a place by themselves for a while, then naturally they'd snap, start exchanging fists instead of chitchat, and then at that crucial peak, Komui would snatch them back to Headquarters, angrier at each other than ever! You're a genius, doll! A genius!
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This fic is rated T for what's hopefully to come. And, mark my words, it will come! I think… Alright, I'm shutting up now. XP