Disclaimer: I don't own Vampire Knight - I lost it to Hino Matsuri in Vegas. She plays a mean game of Go Fish.


Words

They're having one of those disagreements again.

And yet again, Cross is to be blamed and should be kicked out before something worse happens to him.
(There are no guarantees that it won't happen.)

He walked in here all innocent-looking, like he wasn't planning something - maybe Yagari's being paranoid, but Cross is bloody always planning something.
Unfortunate this time, though, because Yagari has no idea what the hell it is.

It also doesn't help that Yagari's not in a particularly good mood. Organising paperwork is not his favourite thing to do, but it has to be done; and it was fine until he turned up.
And started telling Yagari that "You know, you look tired. You've been working too much."

Yagari raised an eyebrow, asked him the purpose of this visit.

"To tell you that, of course. You've been doing too much; it's not good for you."

This was not unheard of for Cross to do. He'd get it into his head that Yagari was overworked and take it upon himself to do something about it.
Yagari would tell him that it was his fault in the first place - he was the one who'd said "You're teaching the Day Class and the Night Class now."

Cross has an amazing ability for disregarding logic.

"Yagari," he's saying, as Yagari picks up the next stack of paper, "how many times must I tell you that if you stay awake for so long something bad will happen?"

Yagari points out that he slept on Wednesday.

"It's Friday night."

Yagari wonders how that fact passed him by.

Cross is looking at him with the expression of someone who knows some very important secret and is rather self-satisfied with himself for it.
He's been overdoing it on the sugar, no doubt.

"See? I do have a point," he says, with an unusual air of superiority.

"Why is it then," Yagari asks him, "that I don't feel tired?"

He doesn't. Technically he doesn't feel tired, because technically dead exhausted isn't tired; but let's not tell Cross that.

"Too much coffee," Cross declares. "You'll crash soon."

"That's okay then. I'll have time to finish my paperwork."

Cross scowls at him, sighs.
"Yagari," he begins, and his voice is different - it's got that nice quality to it, that one people use when they actually care, and are actually concerned.
"Seriously, you need to sleep. Else you're going to start hallucinating or something, and that probably would not be pleasant."

Actually, hallucination sounds kind of fun.
Better than paperwork.

But.

"If you say so," Yagari tells him. "I'll just finish this work..."

Cross snatches the paper away from him.
"No, you won't."

Yagari frowns.
"Okay then. I'm-"

"-going to go and sleep right now," Cross interjects before Yagari can finish the sentence.

"Stop putting words in my mouth."

And then Cross turns downright criminal.
He leans on the table, flicking through the stolen paper with an impressive nonchalance. He looks sidelong at Yagari for a second, and then back to the paper.

"I know what I'd like to put in your mouth," he says.

And then he puts the paper back on the table and walks out.


AN: What can I say, really?

No, I don't do creepy at all ...

Not. Ha.

Also ... to only one person who might understand ... hardly compensation or whatever, I know.
If we're lucky, there might be more like this.
=)

Enjoy~