Ehe.....Saya-Sama got lazy..... sorry. She wants to get into the boy's love soon but.... she doesn't want to rush the story so she's just gonna have to restrain herself. But still.... if she can..... might not be what you're expecting though x3

if Saya-sama owned -Man... no one would be safe from Tyki. Not Allen, not Lavi, not even Kanda. Date rape stylee!

Rated: Teen, just to be safe, Saya is far too young for lemons and such, but she is not above excessive swearing, and hinting at 'things'

8. The Magnet Theory: Fake smiles only repel

Kanda sighed; finally his anger had dwindled down to next-to-nothingness. Maybe it was safe to go out into the outside world again? That is--maybe it would be safe for the outside world for him to come out. Kanda swore on all things swearable that the idiot Moyashi just got more and more annoying to deal with. They were complete opposites, and everyone knew that opposites attracted sure, but most people didn't realize that only applied to magnets. When it comes to people, it can go two different ways, they either get along great-working with the magnet theory- or they hate each other. It was a mystery to none which way Kanda and Allen went.

Still, sometimes the Japanese couldn't help but wonder about why they had ended up the way they were. Ok, ok, he knew it was probably his fault. Kanda was well aware of the fact that he was horribly unpersonable, and that it was near impossible to get on his good side. Of course he knew that, he designed himself to be that way.

But even so, he managed to work civilly with all the other Exorcists. His definition of civility, by the way, was that his hand wasn't constantly twitching towards Mugen, and that he could occasionally enjoy some peace of mind where he wasn't completely pissed at his partner. No days like that in sight when the Moyashi was around.

There was a knock at the door, and his temper flared again; ok, so the outside world wasn't ready for him just yet. He lifted himself off the rather lumpy bed, being sure to keep his head low so he didn't hit the ceiling; lucky him had gotten the top bunk.

"What?" He snapped, upon opening the door. Did he even bother to look at whoever was there before he did so? Come on, this is Kanda, like hell he did!

"Er..."

He looked down, and saw an anxiously squirming Allen. Lord knows why he was down here, maybe he was suicidal?

"There a reason you're just standing there?" Kanda asked, impatience obvious.

"I... uh... wanted to say that... um… I'm... sorry...." Allen said, looking down to his left, rather uncomfortable under the scrutinizing gaze of the taller exorcist.

"Tch, is that all?"Allen pouted, his eyes darkening with small amounts of anger.

"Yes, that's all. Now if you'd be so kind as to let me into my own room, I wouldn't mind."

'Oi! Only one of us is allowed to have attitude problems, and I already filled that position Moyashi! And who said I want you in here!?' Kanda mentally fumed. Still, the fact of the matter was that they shared this cabin, therefore he had no right to bar Allen from entering. Clearly still annoyed, Kanda stepped back and let the white haired boy in, slamming the door shut afterwards. Allen jumped at the unnecessarily loud bang, and then looked back with a glare.

"Did you really need to slam it?" He asked, getting annoyed also.

"No Moyashi, I didn't need to, I wanted to. And if I want to, I'll throw you off the edge of this friggin' boat."

Allen sighed, irate. "What's your problem with me anyways? Did I do something so offensive to you the second we met that warrants all of your anger?" Allen asked, angered himself.

"Not at all, I simply don't like you. You're a weak-hearted fool who doesn't seem to have a solid reason for even existing. You're sweet-and-kind front annoys me to no end, and those fake smiles you sport half the time make me wanna punch your lights out. So really, it's not you, it's me." Allen scowled.

"You've never even bothered to get to know me, so how can your pompous ass say any of that stuff?" Allen said, turning his face forward so he was no longer staring at Kanda. He huffed and got into his bunk, staring at the wall, he didn't feel like doing anything but brooding. Kanda got back onto his own bed to continue trying to calm down a sufficient amount to be able to leave the cabin by tomorrow morning.

'"Sweet-and-kind act" "fake smile" how can he say stuff like that when he doesn't even know me?!'

Allen was annoyed, but more over he was a little shaken, how had Kanda seen through him so clearly? As surprising as it would be to many to discover, Allen was not as cheery as he always seemed. He had horrible nightmares, he was always trying to bury his inner guilt, and he was always trying to melt the cold ice that surrounded his true heart. But he wouldn't show it to anyone, he wouldn't rely on anyone, he wouldn't ask anyone to bare his burden with him. Allen would wear his false smiles until the day he died, if that's what it took to keep the rest of his world truly smiling. But, if Kanda, who had no personal relationship with the young exorcist had so easily seen how false he was, had the others also?

Sorry again for the long wait, hope you didn't think Saya's computer got busted... again...'cause it's fine, she just got Lazy. Please don't throw sharp and pointy and other such harmful things at Saya in the form of scolding reviews.