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Kanda began to hiss like a teakettle releasing steam.
Lavi grinned, hands held out, palms facing towards the sky.
It was going to rain soon.
Lavi was being outrageous because he could, because it was expected of him, and Kanda was in one of his oddly contradictory moods today. The kind where he tried extra hard to be prickly and difficult to deal with yet caved to silly demands with only a few scathing glares and vaguely inhuman growls. It was an open secret to nearly everyone save Allen that Kanda was a bit of a pushover when in these moods, eyes darting around with contempt and what have been restrained warmth.
It was a very curious combination of hate and camaradience that Lavi dearly wanted to get to the bottom of but knew better than test that boundary today. Kanda only had so much tolerance before he lost his chance.
Instead he keep his arms held out in front of him, his irritated travel companion staring at him incredulously for a long minute. A harsh glare promising pain later and Kanda put his fisted left hand on top of Lavi's open left hand.
It was enough.
Lavi softened his grin into something less exuberant and more thoughtful, seriously considering leaving it at this. Kanda glanced over then back at the road. The clouds blocked the sun and the wind was cold.
With a mental shrug Lavi pulled, Kanda stumble forward slightly, murder in his eyes for the surprise, and Lavi reached out to grab Kanda's other hand. Quick to take advantage of the momentary confusion Lavi spun them around, dirt kicking up wildly. He pulled again, with less force, and around they went once more. Kanda gritted his teeth but didn't let go, easily keeping pace.
He didn't notice at first when the first droplets rain began to fall, too enraptured with trying to catch the second by second expressions on Kanda's face. Mostly variations of anger, resignation, confusion, and why-am-I-doing-this. He thought about stopping when he felt his hair start to get damp, just then, gentle as moonlight, he was tugged forward. Lavi grinned and slid closer.
He was dancing in the rain with a moody swordsman. Laughter bubbled it's way to the surface and Kanda huffed in familiar exasperation at Lavi, ignoring the way they were nearly tripped over themselves and each other in order to keep spinning.
They might be late getting back to headquarters on time.
That was alright with Lavi.
Maybe if they keep going around in circles they could keep the moment for a little bit longer, until lightning tore open the sky and all that was left was an apprentice and a swordsman, fingers loosely intertwined with rain and quiet thoughts.