KissMeDeadlyT-T: Sorry for the long wait, guys, and thanks for the amazing feedback! I can't believe I got so many reviews in just two chapters! :'D Like jeez. 49? D: AWESOOOOOOOOME.

This is really just a filler chapter because absolutely nothing important happens in it and it's mostly just Lavi making fun of Allen.

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Allen picked as slowly as possible at his food so he could put off seeing Kanda. He thought he was being rather stealthy about it by pretending to take a bite and doing chewing motions (but actually just dropping the food back on his plate when Lavi and Lenalee weren't paying attention). A glorious plan, if he did say so himself. He had never felt more proud of his quick thinking before.

That is, until he pretended to eat the same sandwich for the eighth time and Lenalee slammed her hands down on the table. "Wow," she said, her left eyebrow twitching. "That must be one heck of a sandwich."

Allen blinked innocently like he had no idea what she was talking about even though he was screaming Nooooooooooooo! on the inside. "What do you mean, Lenalee?"

"I mean," her eyes narrowed, "that if you had to eat it eight times, it must be freaking delicious."

A nervous little laugh escaped Allen. "Oh, am I? I hadn't noticed."

"Allen. Walker."

Allen's lips curled up into a nervous grin and he actually did take a bite of the sandwich this time. "Mhmm?"

"Eat your freaking food and go. Find. Kanda."

Jeez, Lenalee was scary. Allen was tempted to make a comment about PMS but thought better of it because he didn't really fancy the idea of getting his ass kicked by Lenalee with those boots. He heard Lavi chortle and turned his awkward grin his way.

"Well, maybe Allen's just watching his figure, Lenalee. He is wearing a skirt after all. Wouldn't want to gain too much weight."

Allen pretended not to hear this and sighed, putting the sandwich down. "Okay, fine. Yes, I'm procrastinating, but can you really blame me? Kanda is scary. Possibly-liking-me-back Kanda is fucking terrifying. I almost had an emotional breakdown when he was sitting here eating noodles and now you're expecting me to go— go hang out with him wearing this—" He pointed angrily at the skirt, which was riding up rather high on his thighs, he noticed with embarrassment. "—and not freak out? Oh, hell no. I'm just trying to convince myself I can do it. You know. Man up, or whatever you wish to call it."

"Well," Lavi said, "we don't have the rest of the century, so try to speed it along, will you?"

Allen's glare may very well have been able to make the Kanda himself run away in tears. Well, maybe not, because Allen doubted Kanda had the emotional ability to cry. But anyways.

"What are you implying?" he asked darkly.

Lavi smirked at him and set his chin in his hand. "Just that you're more girly than Lenalee. I mean, you're wearing a skirt and you're eating copious amounts of food while moping over a boy you have a crush on. Pret-ty girly if you ask me."

"I'm not a girl, you jerk!" When Lenalee frowned at him, he added, "There's nothing wrong with girls, Lenalee, but come on— That's just rude."

"Heh. Well, then grow a pair and go talk to Kanda. Maybe then I'll believe you."

"Sheesh, Allen," Lenalee said as she picked up a couple of his fries. She popped one into her mouth and pointed the other at him. "You act like you have to go talk to like, Tyki or something. It's just Kanda. He can be a big old teddy bear when he wants."

Allen gave her a look that said he very muchly doubted that, and that he was quite uncertain about her mental state. "Honestly? I'd rather talk to the Tyki in a miniskirt than talk to Kanda in a miniskirt. At least Tyki would just gape a bit and make perverted comments. I'm used to that." Allen glanced pointedly Lavi's way, then back at Lenalee. "Kanda, on the other hand, us just going to outright slaughter me."

"We discussed this," Lavi said boredly, snagging one of Allen's bowls of rice. Allen was becoming vaguely irritated that they were snacking on his food, but supposed it was really his fault for taking so long to eat. "Kanda won't kill you," Lavi continued as he struggled to hold the chopsticks properly then just gave up and used a fork. "If he killed you, he'd have to resort to necrophilia to get any, and as sadistic and demonic as he is… I don't really peg him as that type of guy."

Allen blushed. "What, do you think I'm just gonna automatically put out for him?"

Lavi just stared at him. "Well, duh. Come on. You can't tell me that if Kanda wanted to fuck you wouldn't spread your legs and beg for it."

Allen's blush spread down his cheeks and to his neck until his scar almost matched his skin. He didn't answer. That was so not true. Well. Maybe it was a little bit true, because Allen really had dreamt about that too many times to count— but he didn't want to hear it out loud like that. It made him sound like a horny little bitch. Which, if he thought about it, he sort of turned into whenever Kanda was around.

He really, really didn't want to think about this right now. Clearing his throat, he said curtly, "Fine. I'll do it."

"What? Spread your legs and—"

"No," Allen snapped, refusing to believe that his face got even hotter. "I mean I'm going to go find him and just talk to him. If he does something, then great. If not, then even better, and I can leave with my sanity."

"Oh, don't even give me that crap," Lavi teased. "You want this to end in hot, beautiful love-making as much as we do."

Allen finally couldn't take it anymore and flipped, throwing the nearest item of food— a piece of chocolate cake— at Lavi's face. He felt a deep sense of satisfaction when Lavi yelped as the cake squished onto his face and icing drooped down his nose and eyepatch, falling with a muted plop onto his white pants. Breathing heavily through his nose and probably looking like a demonic possessed bull, Allen lowered his arm and grabbed his sandwich and took a bite in an attempt to break out of Dark Allen mode and back into Normal Allen mode.

Lenalee was staring at him in shock. "Allen, are you okay?"

Allen looked again at the cake covering Lavi's face. He smiled. "I'm great," he said.

"Are you feeling better now?" Lavi asked casually, reaching over to grab a napkin. He began wiping at his face. "By the way, if you're going to throw something at my face because I'm pissing you off, might I suggest using something that isn't yummy?" He scooped some blue icing onto his finger and licked it off. "Because this isn't so bad, really."

Allen's eyebrow twitched. "The icing stains," he said.

At that, Lavi looked concerned. "You're kidding."

"Nope," Allen said flatly.

"So I'm gonna look like a smurf?"

"Probably for the next three days, I'd say."

It was silent for a moment as Lavi stared in horror at Allen and Allen just glared back. Lenalee looked sort of awkward, but that didn't last long because after a few seconds, both Lavi and Allen dissolved into a fit of uncontrollable laughter that had her looking rather lost.

"Guys?" she said timidly, but they just kept laughing.

Eventually, their unexplainable laughter faded to snickers, and Lavi grinned through a blue-stained face at Allen. "I guess I had that coming," he said.

"Yeah," Allen agreed. "You really did. Sorry I threw the cake at you, though. That icing really likes to stain things."

"Nah, that's okay. I'll make a sexy smurf. Right Lenalee?"

Lenalee was still a bit lost, but she seemed to be resigned to the fact that she'd never understand men. "Right," she said.

Allen let out a long sigh, then, and glanced at Kanda's abandoned soba again. "Well, you guys are right. I guess I'm just a bit nervous."

"A bit?" Lavi muttered.

"Okay, a lot," Allen admitted. "But it's not like I have anything to lose, right? You guys said that Kanda— that I do have a chance. So… I guess it couldn't hurt…" Although he still sort of suspected this was going to end terribly… But that was probably the paranoid side of him talking, so he forced it to the back of his mind and smiled at them in a way that was more confident than he felt. "I'll do it."

"Great!" Lenalee bubbled. "I know you won't believe me, but Kanda can be really affectionate behind closed doors. When he knows no one is watching. It's— well, it's nothing huge, but he's sweet in his own way."

The way Lenalee said it made something go off in the back of Allen's mind. "Just how close are you to Kanda?"

"Well, we're friends, but we went out for a little while a few years back."

Allen's jaw dropped. "Seriously?" he asked, resenting the little prickly of jealousy in his stomach. He wondered why Lavi didn't even look the least bothered by this, and then remembered that it was Lavi and he was kind of an idiot. Plus, he probably already knew about this. Allen really didn't like feeling so out of the loop.

"Yeah." Lenalee waved a hand at him. "Don't be mad or anything. Obviously, it didn't work out. We're much better as friends, anyways. But I can tell you for sure that Kanda can be affectionate." She raised her eyebrows. "Then again, you guys… well, you're you. He might be a bit more… you know, not so affectionate. But that doesn't mean he doesn't have feelings for you! Kanda's just… Kanda."

Allen agreed with that; there wasn't much of a better way to describe him. "Plus," Lavi added, drawing Allen's attention, "what's love without a little bit of pain, right?"

For some reason, this made Allen smile. Maybe it was because the phrase was so befitting for someone like Kanda— Allen really did doubt that if they were together things would change. They would still fight and argue and occasionally wish for the other's imminent demise, but he found that he really didn't have a problem with that. "You're right. Okay, I'll do it."

"Really?" Lenalee asked excitedly, cheering when he nodded. "Yay! I'm so happy, Allen, I promise this'll turn out great!"

Allen just smiled because he wasn't all that sure. "Just let me finish eating."

"Are you actually going to eat this time?"

"Yes Lavi, shut up."

A few minutes later, Allen was finished his food. It hadn't taken long thanks to his horrible table etiquette. Lenalee was giving him a slightly horrified look (honestly, Allen thought, you'd think she'd be used to it by now) as he stood up, stacking the last bowl on the pile of dishes adorning the table.

"So, there's one more thing I want to do before I have to go find my imminent doom. I mean, Kanda."

Lenalee rolled her eyes, but asked, "What's that?"

"I have to grab some food or something that Kanda likes. I don't want to go to him empty-handed. If I have some form of food then at least I have an excuse," Allen reasoned. Lenalee nodded thoughtfully.

"That's a good idea, actually. Butter him up."

"That's kind of a creepy analogy," Lavi mumbled. "It makes me imagine Kanda as a toast. He'd be a weird toast."

Allen and Lenalee shared a WTF look, and Allen cleared his throat. "Right. Well, um… Lenalee, you know Kanda better than we do. What does he like?" He looked at her expectantly. Lenalee seemed very excited that Allen had made a turnaround and was actually co-operating now.

"Well, we all know he likes tempura and soba, but it would be pointless to bring him that since he was just eating it."

"And he doesn't like sweet things," Lavi piped up. "Except for once, I made hot chocolate and offered him a cup and he took it. He complained a lot but he still drank it, which in Kanda-language means he liked it."

Allen nodded thoughtfully. "Alright… what else?"

"Let me think…" Lenalee murmured, a crease appearing between her eyebrows. "Ah!" Her eyes lit up. "Tea. Kanda likes tea."

"Tea?" Allen looked amused. "Really?"

"Yeah, what's wrong with that?"

"It's just… tea. It's such a calm, soothing drink. And then there's Kanda."

"He's rather level-headed when nothing is pissing him off," Lavi said. "Not that I've ever gotten to experience that…"

"Me neither. Must be nice."

"It's kind of weird," Lenalee said, shrugging. "But anyways, Allen, Jerry has tea so you could just ask him to prepare a cup."

"I'm not much of a tea person, though… I wouldn't know what kind to ask for."

"Ryokucha."

"What what?"

"Ryokucha," Lenalee repeated. "It's the most commonly consumed tea in Japan— I'm sure Jerry has some. Kanda drinks it sometimes when we meditate together."

"Huh. Really. Well, I'll bring him that, then."

Lenalee nodded, a wide grin suddenly splitting her face. "I'm so proud of you, Allen!" she exclaimed, tackling him into a hug. "You're so sweet. You know, Kanda doesn't show it often, but he really does appreciate little gestures like this."

Allen laughed, patting Lenalee's back somewhat awkwardly and giving Lavi a sort of 'Help me' look because he really wasn't used to a bundle of happy girl hugging him like this. Lavi just grinned and shrugged. When Lenalee finally pulled back, Allen grinned a bit nervously.

"Really, I'm mostly trying to sugar coat the fact that it's me bringing him tea," he admitted. "Do you think he'll even drink it?"

"Most likely. If not in front of you, then he will when he's alone." Lavi smiled in a mischievous way. "Then, when he's drinking it, he'll think, 'Oh, the bean sprout brought this for me' and then he'll think about you. Which is definitely a good thing. If you can't get him right away, then at least he'll have you on his mind."

Allen still found it weird that they were discussing this whole thing like he was planning to go and approach a dangerous animal that needed to be trained and not a cranky Japanese exorcist. He then thought that there wasn't actually much of a difference. "That's true," he said, feeling all warm and tingly at the thought of Kanda thinking about him. The idea was nice— Allen certainly thought about Kanda enough. It would be nice if Kanda did the same. "Kanda said he had training to do, right?"

"He was just saying that to get away," Lavi pointed out. "But I wouldn't doubt it. Kanda tends to take his frustrations out through physical means, so I don't see why sexual frustrations would be any different." Allen blushed at this. "Knowing him, he'll probably be there for a few hours, and no one ever dares to go in there when he's training 'cause everyone's scared shitless of him. So you two will be alone."

A mysterious smile played on Lenalee's lips. "Completely alone. So you don't have to worry about anyone walking in, Allen."

They were both smiling at him suggestively and Allen began feeling really awkward again, his face reddening. "Um, I get it," he said quietly. "We'll be alone. Great." He twirled his finger in the air next to his head in a mock 'yippee' motion. "No one to hear if I scream for help."

"No one to hear if you scream for more," Lavi countered with a smirk.

"Ooooookay," Allen said loudly, not wanting to go onto that topic. He stood up, ignoring Lavi's snicker when he tugged down the skirt a bit because it was a bit too high for his comfort. He was sort of beginning to get used to it, though. "I'm leaving. Tell Timcanpy he can have the pocky in my night table drawer just in case I die and don't ever get to see him again."

Lenalee rolled her eyes. "You'll be fine. Just go."

"Oh, and," Lavi added with a Cheshire grin, "don't forget to tell us what happens, okay?~"

On that note, Allen turned bright red and walked off, ignoring the stares he was getting from the finders at a nearby table, and set his jaw. He could do this. He could. He'd order that goddamn tea.

He'd go find goddamn Kanda.

And he'd give him the goddamn tea.

Yes.

He kept repeating this to himself as mantra and walked out of the cafeteria with Kanda's green tea with as much dignity as a teenaged boy wearing a miniskirt could possibly have.

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KissMeDeadlyT-T: Derp derp herp, silly filler chapter is silly.

So if I have any luck, next chapter will be some sexytiemz. Sorry. I know some people are like OMG, YOU ASSHOLE. JUST WRITE THE FUCKING SMUT ALREADY. Well, sorry. :c I'm having a hard time writing it!

Anyways, thanks for reading guys! I'll finish the next chapter as soon as I can!