Triangle Chapter 02

OK! Chapter 02 is up! And I only put chapter 01 up yesterday :O I really hope people are liking my story, I promise that it'll get deeper and contain lots more shounen-ai a bit later on :3 at the moment I'm sort of lacking creative power since collage is draining TT the first chapter received over 100 hits! w I would love to see that many (and more) for this chapter 3 also, reviews are adored. So please review!

Disclaimer: I do not own D.Gray-man. If I did, Kanda would be topless in every episode and chapter.

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"Allen!! Where are you?!"

"Shut up, Baka-Usagi! Not so loud! He's not dead, you know."

"Yeah, but he might not hear!"

Somehow, through some kind of absolute miracle, the two sneaky exorcists had successfully infiltrated the Ark without being caught by the evil Reever or any other scientist that may try and hinder them in their quest. Lavi was proud of himself for picking the right time to run for all they were worth and practically dive through the door of light. Kanda was only concerned with not getting caught now that they were actually inside.

"This isn't a game, moron," Kanda glared at his friend; "If we get caught then I'll blame you and say you brought me here by force. And don't look at me like that," he added, seeing the look on Lavi's face that clearly said 'I couldn't even if I tried', "You know you could."

True, Lavi thought. Grab him by the ear, give him a pull, and hey presto, Yuu-chan's yours. Gotta try that sometime for myself.

"Anyway," the exorcist said, now in a bad mood and failing to realise his companion was fantasying about him, "Let's find the damn Moyashi and get him out of here. He's probably left the door to the room he's in open, knowing him. And if he does actually have food with him, I bet my life he's left it trailing out of the doorway. Finding the idiot shouldn't be too hard."

The redhead, who had forced himself to stop thinking of ways he could capture the unsuspecting Japanese man at a convenient time, merely looked at him with his one good eye. His recent hyper state had passed in a flash upon hearing what Kanda had just said.

"You seem to know his traits awfully well, Yuu-chan," he said flatly.

"Che."

He wasn't going to get anymore than that. Had he hit a nerve there?

"And the only time you say more than a few words is when you talk about him."

Kanda didn't look at him. Just what was he trying to get at anyway? Kanda didn't know. It wasn't possible that Lavi knew about the other's feelings towards the white haired boy, since he always hid them so well. Or so he had believed up to now, anyway.

"That's because…"

Lavi waited for the rest of the sentence to follow, but decided to prompt it when it did not come after several seconds.

"That's because...?"

"Because he is incredible, like Lenalee," was the simple response. "Those two kids are strong."

"That doesn't explain why you know his traits so well."

"I notice things like that."

And it was left like that. Neither said anything as Kanda turned away and began looking for the room that contained the Musician. Lavi touched his own lips lightly, enjoying the feel of the leather gloves on his chin. Had it been the right thing to do, to kiss Kanda? It had not been much of a kiss, but it was a kiss nonetheless. However, his friend hadn't reacted the way he had predicted; instead of either killing him or leaving all together, the other man had caught up with him a couple of minutes after being left standing alone in the corridor and behaved like nothing had happened. The Bookman would have liked some kind of reaction at least, even if it had been negative. It would have been proof that Kanda didn't always ignore him and brush him off as annoying and strange.

"Oh, really?" Lavi said, masking his sadness with a light and cheerful tone, "Well then, if that's reason, then you're pretty incredible Yuu-chan!"

The man of unknown origin laughed a little at the end of his sentence, although the reason as to why was quite unknown. Kanda didn't reply; Lavi's sudden change from hyper to quiet to cheerful had freaked him out just a slight bit. But then again, with Lavi, anything was possible when it came to his personality.

"Of course I am," Kanda said almost arrogantly, not looking back at the person behind him, who had also began walking and searching for the missing Bean Sprout, "You expect anything less?" His tone was almost teasing, as if it were trying to nudge the reason behind the redhead's behavioural changes out of him.

"Nope!" came the bright response from behind him, "and apart from being observant, Yuu-chan is also dead ho-"

Kanda stopped in his tracks as the word 'hot' almost escaped from the idiot's lips. Said idiot clamped his hands over his mouth as if in doing so he could erase the words he'd partially uttered. His train of thought had taken over his speech momentarily, and by the looks of things it was about to cost him his life.

"…What?" Kanda said quietly, turning around to face He Who Thought His Friend Was Hot.

"What?" Lavi repeated, hoping that the Japanese exorcist would think he was a moron, leave it at that, and be on his way to his precious Moyashi. But sadly that was not the case.

"You're full of surprises today, aren't you, Baka-Usagi."

"Eh? No! No no no! It's not what you think!" Lavi cried, running at Kanda with the intention of grabbing him by the upper arms but thinking better of it, "I was going to say 'horrible'! Yeah! Ahaha! Yuu-chan, you thought I was going to say 'hot', didn't you!"

Kanda looked at the embarrassed Bookman in front of him, resisting the huge urge to run away as fast as possible. And he never ran, not from anything, not even a Noah. So then, what was it about this guy that set off the warning bells in his head? He couldn't even tell if that was genuine embarrassment spread across his features or if it was fake and put on.

"Horrible?"

"Uh-huh!"

"Che. You're cruel, Baka-Usagi."

"Aww Yuu-chan! I'm not!"

"And stop calling me Yuu-chan, you bastard!"

Kanda's hands were gripping the front of Lavi's dark green top. He wasn't even sure when or why he had put them there. Lavi smiled a little and cocked his head to the right, getting a better look at his attacker through his good left eye. He knew he looked rather appealing like that, and now finally got to try it out on his love.

"But, if I was going to call you something nice," he said in a low and rather sexy voice that Kanda had never heard, "then I'd call you gorgeous, beautiful, and indescribably do-able. Honestly."

Kanda looked at his victim, shocked to the core. No one had ever called him anything like that before, least not a guy, for God's sake. This freakin' idiot actually likes me, he thought, this isn't one of his idiotic games. What the hell?

He released Lavi's shirt from his grip, unable to think of a good comeback.

"Che."

"That's all you ever say to me, Yuu-chan," Lavi whimpered, "Do I mean that little to you?"

"Yes."

"Even after I said those nice things about you?"

"Those things weren't nice, they were perverted. You're perverted. Go stare at some pretty girl or something. I'm going to find that damn idiot Moyashi with or without you."

"But I meant them!" Lavi half-shouted as the raven haired man stalked off, "I really did! Heck, if you were a little kinder to people then you'd have 'em queuing up to get you!"

Kanda grunted something inaudible. He didn't want people. He wanted Allen Walker.

Quite suddenly, without warning, the Japanese man almost fell straight down onto his face when he slipped on a piece of food of some description; he couldn't tell what it was. Staring at it and regaining his balance, Kanda's brain clicked into place: if there was food, then that meant the Bean Sprout was here as well. And sure enough, upon looking to his left, he saw a small trail of food leading up to a white door.

A white open door.

A white open door that contained in it's doorway an exorcist with startling white hair, the same colour as the door he leaned against.

His hair was a bit messy and parts stuck out at funny angles, he was no longer wearing his ripped and torn exorcist jacket but rather a black cardigan of some description and dark trousers that didn't quite reach his ankles, and also a lot of bandages. Mainly around his neck.

"Hey Kanda," Allen said, looking at his features with some fascination showing on his pretty feminine face, "What's wrong?"

And Kanda thought his heart would break and cheer both at the same time.

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Eh. My sister loves it but I think it's sucky. How can I improve? Please review :3