Yuuvi

Summary: It's Kanda's birthday. What exactly does he want? Yuuvi.

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"Heyy, Yuu-chan."

The annoying voice. Again.

I glared at him from the corner of my eye. That damn flame red hair… I clenched and unclenched my fists over and over to keep the idle fingers from latching onto it.

"Don't call me that," I snapped, grabbing Mugen's hilt for the sake of grabbing onto something.

"Yuu-chan, it's almost your birthday, right?" His voice was set in amusement, the way it always was. A part of me wondered idly if it could be contorted in a different way. "What do you want?"

"For you to leave me alone?" I snarled.

Damn rabbit. The fucking readhead had been snapping about me for the entire damn week, bugging me about the same stupid thing. "Yuu-kun, what do you want for your birthday?" Who gives a damn? It's just a fucking day when someone was born. Been there, done that.

Annoying he may be, though, that damn rabbit was so irritating, it actually became endearing. Something's fucked up. I know it is.

"Oh, Yuu-chan," he whined. God damn; I knew what came next, it always does…

Fearful, I glanced out of the corner of my eye to see him with that whine. The fucking playful green eyes stared enticingly at me… The idle part of me wondered if they would stare at me in a way that—

"Che." I scoffed at both that damn rabbit for acting like that and at myself for being so damn ridiculous.

I stood up to leave, but he followed me out, bounding behind me like the fucking rabbit he is. He wouldn't leave me alone…

Tugging on my sleeve, he looked at me with his single, emerald-green eye. "Yuu-chan, it's your birthday. Today. Are you sure you don't want anything?"

"How about I get to fuck you?"

I was fucking with him; of course I was, but… Damn, I didn't think he'd do what he did.

Slamming me against the wall, he pressed his warm body against mine. He laced his delicate fingers against mine and stared me down with his one eye. "Do you really mean that, Yuu-chan? Or are you fucking with me…?"

"Che. I don't give a damn, but—"

He grabbed my shirt in an attempt to throw me into his room. Che. What a pathetic excuse for a trial of dominancy… To show him what being a seme is really like, I grabbed his shirt and tossed him headfirst and carelessly into his room before striding in and slamming the door shut. He sat on his bed, rubbing his cheek where he'd banged it as he fell.

He smirked at me. "Yuu-kun, you should probably be more careful with your toy for tonight. I might not make it past tonight if you're like this."

I ripped off my shirt and leaned over him on the bed.

"I don't give a fuck. I just want you."

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There you have it, Yotsu-chan. My (weak) attempt at Yuuvi. Enjoy.

Oh, and is it just me, or is the weird "My Stories" link not working? I want to update my Bleach/D. Gray-man xover, but the stupid My Stories link isn't working. :S I can't do anything.

Sora Pwns x3