((First off, I do not own D Gray Man. Secondly, this pairing is odd and forbidden that I love it. Too bad there is so little of it. I don't see why a lot of people don't like it, honestly. A little incest between hot characters never hurt anyone. XD Ah, well. Here are many oneshots of the coupling. Themes are from Wind Kunai's fan fiction theme challenge. D I will be updating continuously. I promise! ))

Gentleman

"Tyki?" Rhode walked into the Dining Room where Tyki was relaxing, eating some exotic dessert dish to pass away some time.

He looked at her questionably, golden eyes upon her. Placing the silver slender spoon down beside the bowl, away from his mouth, he eagerly awaited her question for him.

During the pause between them, Tyki looked at what Rhode had chosen to wear today. Instead of cute lolita gothic clothing, Rhode wore a business suit similar to that of Lulubelle's. Tyki found himself cocking an eyebrow, feeling more questionable than before.

"Have you seen Lero, Tyki?" Rhode pouted out her bottom lip. Her hands rested upon her hips as she let a sigh escape from her lips.

"No, I'm sure the earl took him along somewhere."

"He's always taking Lero…" She frowned, narrowing her eyes as anger pulsated through her suddenly.

"Well, Lero is his and not yours…" Tyki reminded her.

"But Lero is soooooooo much fun….!" Rhode retorted, raising her arms up dramatically.

"You may be having fun, but I'm not too sure if Lero is…" Tyki grinned. His hand pointed to her attire of that day. "Why are you mirroring Lulubelle's fashion sense? Frankly, Rhode, your other clothes suit you better than these…"

"I was reading a fairytale with these handsome gentlemen. They are kind, loved, dominant, and sometimes feared. Allen is a gentleman, I think…" She answered him. "And to—"

"Wait," Tyki frowned, picking up the dessert spoon. "You want to be a gentleman? You want to be like that boy?"

"Not exactly, Tyki…"

"Allen isn't even a gentleman. If you are going to copy cat a gentleman for the time being, why don't you choose another? Like me, for instance?" Tyki retorted, shoving a mouthful of dessert cake into his mouth to try to soothe his accumulating anger. There was no way that that boy was better than him. No way at all.

"You?" Rhode started to chuckle. "You're a gentleman?"

"Yes, I am." Tyki frowned, sounding hurt. Only for a moment he felt hurt by her comment. A twisted grin spread upon his dark face. "Want me to show you?"

"Sure!" She jumped up and down. Finally, she had something to do than lie around bored as ever.

Tyki got up from his chair to stride over to her. He gracefully placed his hand out in front of him. "Take my hand, Miss Kamelot…" He spoke in a deeper voice than usual.

Rhode giggled, giving her hand to him. Her small ashen hand looked funny resting upon his larger ashen palm. Tyki laced their fingers together in one swift motion before spinning her around gently. The Noah of Pleasure began to slow dancing with her, making sure the whole time that the heels she was wearing did not stab into his feet.

Tyki Mikk dipped a giggling Rhode Kamelot as the end of their dance. He bent down closer to her face, stifling her giggles. She could faintly feel his breath on her face. Eyes connected into the same focus of view; which was each other. The silence between them seemed as if it stretched on for an eternity. Rhode's heart rapidly beat within her rib cage. It was such an odd unfamiliar feeling. Her palm began to sweat, making her hand slip from his.

Her hand that slipped created a few problems. Being in an awed state, Tyki accidently dropped her just as her hand limply fell to her side. She hit her head against the hard floor, descending backwards.

"Rhode!" Tyki shouted after a delayed reaction.

"I'm all right…." Rhode slowly stood up, rubbing at her head. She had a nervous smile plastered upon her face as her cheeks burned with warmth.

"You sure?" Tyki asked with upmost concern. His golden eyes scanned her face and head of any visible injuries. Finding none, he sighed with relief before taking her hand one last time. With a sheepish grin, which was odd to see with his facial expressions, he brushed his soft lips against the top of her ashen hand. "I shall see you later on, Miss Kamelot.." Tyki was done playing a gentleman when his heart was racing. Tyki let go of her hand reluctantly as he turned away, heading out of the Dining Room.

Rhode noticed that the top of her hand was tingling in a pleasant way. Why did she need to play the part of gentleman anymore when surly she already had her own?