"You're like an hidden treasure. You're hard to find but then, when you're found... it's dazzling".
After an instant of silence her eyes shot open, realization dawning in her mind that she had just said that aloud. She sat up suddenly, blushing fiercely, but this movement caused her injured rib to stab her with pain and she cringed at the sensation, almost toppling forward.
Kanda launched himself to her, grabbing her shoulders and keeping her from falling, and he watched as she laughed and cried at the same time.
"Oh my God, it sounded like a freakin' confession!"
She tried to laugh but folded forward on herself, clasping her side, and with tears rolling down her eyes and a contagious chuckle dancing in her throat she complained:
"I can't laugh, it's so painful! Oh I can't believe I said that aloud! Ah! Too painful to laugh! But I can't stop!"
And she kept convulsing in amusement and pain, crying until Kanda couldn't contain the rolling laughter that tickled his throat anymore and burst out into one of his most rare laughs. They cracked up together for a couple more minutes, their hilarity reborn every time her laughter would cause her to startle in pain and jump on her seat.
Once their laughter faded away she relaxed against the back of the bench and her cheeks resumed their blushed tinge. He hadn't yet commented on her embarrassing statement and she felt impelled to fill the silence.
"The doctor warned me that the anti-depressants could make me less aware of what I say, but I would have never thought that something so embarrassing would ever come out! Damn... talking about blows to my pride!"
"Falling from pain in the street and be watched by passers-by while fighting to breath can't compare to such a poetic confession."
"It wasn't a confession!"
She shouted, burning red cheeks, and then regretted her burst as her rib immediately hurt again. He smirked, enjoying her extreme reactions and feeling the power of controlling her as he would with a puppet.
"Of course, I know it wasn't."
She gaped as a red fish, unsure whether he was making fun of her or being serious. With any other human being it would have been an easy guess, but Kanda had a poker face as expressive as a stone slab and she couldn't tell his intentions at all.
Until he smirked.
At that moment her face became a glowing ember and she sunk, almost ashamed.
Damn sure he was enjoying this moment. She was reduced to a helpless embarrassed puppet he could manoeuvre with his pinkie, his malicious side was feeling tingled.