Disclaimer: I do not own D. Gray Man, no matter how I wish I could. That privilege belongs to Katsura Hoshino only.

A/N: I'm 100 percent sure that you're going to love this chapter.

Tickle Torture

The insistent poke in his ribs caused Kanda to squirm away in an attempt to evade the touch. He stayed silent.

Lavi pouted. "Yuu-chan~! I wanna know what you're hiding. Tell me please?" The poking became more persistent.

The answer was clear, however to the Bookman Apprentice it lacked its usual conviction. "No."

The minutes ticked by, with Lavi still poking his best friend, although he switched sides to avoid causing pain. He changed tactics when he saw that his probing wasn't effective, this time wriggling his finger just a little bit on the flesh.

The skin beneath Lavi's finger twitched again and again, and the muscles seemed to tense under each of his strokes. He wriggled his finger a little harder, and it spasmed in response.

"Please? I promise I'll stop if you tell me why you think you're at fault."

"No. Leave me alone." If the barely noticeable shaking in Kanda's voice when he gave his answer wasn't proof enough, then the slight upward lift of the corner of his lips was more than enough to confirm that he was ticklish. Said man hid his face into his pillow when he felt he was being stared at.

A grin came to Lavi's face. "No way, man! You've picked my curiosity now. Come on, spill the beans!" his two hands lashed out and attacked the ribs with glee, and the redhead hastened to straddle the other's hips to both lessen Kanda's sudden, violent bucking, and get a better access at his upper body.

Small chuckles soon filled the room as Kanda tried to swat the hands away from his body from his face down position on the bed. Not giving up, Lavi grinned wickedly as he slipped his hands under the shirt to tickle the armpits. There was a squawk of surprise, and the protesting arms clamped down tightly around the inquiring digits as Kanda erupted into giggles.

The bed creaked from the wild struggle, and Lavi laughed along with him, feeling giddy. Kanda's vocalization was pure music to his ears, and he widened his attack range by targeting the sides and lower back, eager to hear more.

He was SO not going to let this once-in-a-life-time chance pass by!

His fingers danced across the areas softly but with speed, changing places too fast for the samurai to keep his protection effective.

"Come on, pal, ya know ya want ta talk~" Lavi sing-sang cheerily.

Chuckling still, he took off his headband and quickly tied Kanda's arms behind his back, and made sure that the knot was tight enough to avoid any slip ups. He returned to his previous task, this time deliberately running his fingers up and down the other's sides.

Left without nothing other than his shirt to protect his weak spots, Kanda broke into laugher as he felt the digits dig and knead his flesh just the right way for the movement to be highly tickling. Having had enough, he brought back one of his booted feet towards the other's back in an attempt to get him off him.

Feeling something coming at him from behind, Lavi ducked instinctively, and the boot missed his head by inches. "Whoa!" he yelped, startled.

"Get off of me!" said Kanda, as he brought up his second foot. It connected, and there was an "Oompf!" as the redhead leaned forward from the kick.

Before the third kick could come in, Lavi caught the incoming boot with one of his hands. He got off of his best friend's back and instead of letting him go, rolled him over by the hip with his other hand. He caught the other one quickly, and locked them with his own legs before turning his attention to Kanda's stomach.

Pushing the shirt up to the beginning of his torso, the redhead got a good view of his best friend's abs before he attacked the vulnerable stomach with feather-light touches. Tensing muscles were all he got for his efforts, and he frowned at the lack of sounds. Yuu's stomach was his lesser ticklish spot, then.

But was it the same for his belly button?

Just as he was about to put his index finger in for a wriggle, he stopped, pondered over something, then looked at Yuu with a gleam in his eyes as he stocked air in his lungs.

The other's eyes widened, and the body beneath the redhead suddenly bucked strongly in a desperate attempt to evade the next touch. But Lavi was having none of it, and he quickly held Kanda's hips down. He unleashed rapidly the stocked oxygen on the little hole in what we call it a raspberry blow. Kanda stained against his binds as the sensations ran through him, helpless to do anything but laugh uncontrollably and absorb everything until it was over.

"That was for the kick you gave me earlier. Now we're even." Said Lavi, grinning as he wiped the little bit of saliva that had dripped out from his mouth with the blow of air. He looked at his best friend's flushed and panting face for a moment, then slowly trailed his gaze down his torso, past the reddening belly button, over the tights to stop at the feet. "You gonna talk or should I convince you some more?"

The other paled when he saw his gaze land on his feet. "Don't even think of touching my feet, baka!!" Kanda protested loudly, panting. He tried to throw Lavi off of him by kicking his legs as much as he could, but he knew that it was futile with the way the other's legs were warped around his own.

The redhead shook his head. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. That's not the answer I'm waiting for, Yuu-chan." he said, as he pushed himself up into a sitting position. Gripping the heels tightly, he let go of the legs and repositioned himself so that he could be face to feet down on the bed. He re-locked his legs around Kanda's, and proceeded to take the right boot off.

Ignoring his best friend's struggles, he yanked off the right sock, and stroked the sole teasingly up and down with his middle finger.

Kanda bit his lips to muffle the sounds that bubbled out of his throat uncontrollably and turned his head away to hide his reaction. He snickered out loud, and his body twitched violently each time he felt the digit pass over the center of his foot.

Lavi added more fingers, this time passing three of them over the whole foot before giving it a sudden rough scratch from top to bottom. A muffled laughing shout echoed through the pillow, mixed with harsh breathing. The legs yanked at his hold in an attempt to get free, but he held them tight and continued to apply his torture.

The second boot and sock came off. The redhead stared at the two feet at his mercy, wondering what to do next that would make his best friend cave in. Since no ideas popped in, he decided to take his time to find which places were the most sensible on his best friend's feet, and exploit them mercilessly with his nails.

His grin became a lopsided smile, and he wriggled his fingers just above the sensible flesh. The other tensed beneath him.

"You know, Yuu-chan, I've got all the time in the world to explore every ticklish spot you may have on your feet, so I really don't mind waiting for your response. Just tell me when you're ready, and I'll stop."

And with that said, Lavi Bookman Jr. pounced on Kanda's vulnerable feet with all his fingers, laughing maniacally as he proceeded to do exactly as he'd stated.

The room and hall echoed with loud shrieks and unmanly laugher for a good while, and anyone that passed by at that time turned tail and ran away as fast as they could, now convinced that their most ill-tempered Exorcist had finally lost reason and gone crazy.

URGENT AUTHOR'S NOTE: Chapter 7 won't be updated tomorrow like I wanted it to, because I haven't written it yet. At all. I've been beta reading Fretful's story titled Misconception, and over exerting myself to meet his delay, so tomorrow, unless I have distractions (like mom wanting the comp, me falling sick again, headache hammering my head, plot bunnies for one-shots running rampant in my mind and the like), I may be able to update chapter 7 tomorrow night. That's if I finally get around to decide between two choices for the plot, as well as Kanda's answer in there. Following that is chapter 8, which I will not be posting the day after chapter 7, because that chapter is going to take time. Lots of time, unless I get a plot bunny for it and get my hands to write around 5 pages in less than two hours.

In the meantime, well... Review, plz! Don't leave me alone now, I badly need mental support! I'm almost hyperventilating from nervousness over questioning my capability at finishing the fic.