"Yuu!" He giggled, running towards him, throwing himself on the boy's back. The boy beneath him growled in frustration, putting his pencil down.
"Baka! You could've messed me up!" He exclaimed. The boy on his back just giggled again. Seeing his friend laughing, he found himself unable to really be mad. After all, he never really was. His white haired friend was too innocent to stay mad at.
"Oooh!~ What are you drawing Yuu?" The boy asked, smiling as he peered over his friend's shoulder. Yuu rolled his eyes.
"It's a lotus flower." He said bluntly, continuing to sketch the drawing. "It's rubbish, Moyashi, so just ignore it." He decided to add. The whittete shook his head.
"No it's not! It's beautiful Yuu! Y'know, you should really take more pride in your art! I bet one day you'll be a famous artist, and this very drawing will be in museums!" Yuu felt himself ruffle the boy's hair with a very tiny smile.
"Thank you...Allen."
His eyes snapped open as he heard the scream of his alarm clock go off. He turned it off, slowly pushing himself up from bed. He put his head in one hand, deep in thought. 'I've been thinking about him so much lately...che, what the hell is wrong with me...?' He stood from his bed, blinking as he threw on his clothes for the day. He brushed out his hair, tying it up in a pony tail.
He grabbed his book bag, and slung it over his shoulders as he walked to school, hands in his pockets. He found himself thinking of the boy's radiant smile, and his shining silver eyes. He never understand why he let the boy call him by that name, but snarled when other people did. "Yuu! Hey Yuu, wait up!" A voice called. His eyes widened in surprise, and he turned to face the person. "Yuu? You alright?" He asked.
"Che, it's just you." The long haired male grumbled. The teen in front of him gawked as he frowned.
"What do you mean it's just me?!" He exclaimed. Kanda sighed, watching as the boy stood next to him.
"Nothing, Alma." He replied. The teen next to him frowned again, worry clearly written on his face.
"Are you alright Kanda? You left the house before in a complete daze. Are you sick or something?" Alma questioned softly. Alma was Kanda's half brother. They had the same mother, yet different fathers. Kanda had gotten in touch with Alma a few months before Allen left, and the two had meet a few times.
"Yuu-chan's sick?!" A voice exclaimed, making Kanda turn around and glare at the nesting redhead. The teen just chuckled, holding his hands up in defense.
"Of course not you moron!" Kanda exclaimed in anger. The redhead chuckled, as did Alma.
"Did you dream about Allen again?" He asked curiously, seeing Kanda tense. Lavi, the redhead looked at Kanda curiously.
"Again Yuu-chan?" He commented, walking next to Kanda as well. Kanda just rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Oh! I heard your class was getting a transfer student Yuu!"
"I told you not to call me that, idiot!" Kanda shot back. Alma had seemed interested in what Lavi had to say however, for his face practically screamed curiosity.
"Really? Have any details?" He inquired. Lavi shrugged.
"Nothing much, some guys were saying it was a really cute girl. Oh, I'm jealous!" Lavi whined, pouting. "Yuu-chan here had first dibs on her!" He continued. Kanda rolled his eyes, watching as they arrived at school. The three split up, heading to their respective classrooms. Kanda and Alma stepped inside, sitting down. A few minutes later, more students entered the classroom, and class began.
"As I'm sure you're all aware, we have a transfer student joining our class, all the way from London." The teacher began. Some of the students had seemed to already be getting excited. "He's a long way from home, so please, help him adjust." The teacher said. "You can come in now."
The door opened, and Kanda's eyes widened. Alma gave him a nudge. "It couldn't be..."
"H-Hello...my name is Allen Walker. It's a pleasure to meet all of you...!"
He couldn't believe it. He really came back.
