AN: Yay! Another one up so fast, even I'm shocked!
Disclaimer: Shouldn't you be doing homewor—
AN: Just do your job!
D: CotS n'a rien. That's (poor) French for CotS owns nothing.
Song: Gomenasai by t. A. T. u.
Despite numerous protestations, Lavi was stuck in the library—again. Gramps had decided that his apprentice was getting too lazy and therefore had to get unreasonably large amounts of paperwork done—again. Fortunately, Link and Allen had stopped by and happily (Link less so) agreed to help out. After some work had been finished, the inspector offered to take it back to Bookman, reluctantly leaving the two exorcists to their own devices.
They worked together in silence, before Lavi cleared his throat. When the younger looked up, he muttered, "Hey, remember ba-back at, y'know… the ark?" Allen nodded, allowing him to continue. "And I was, well… out of it?" Another nod. "Um, well, I made a mistake and I'm sorry." The redhead quickly went back to his work, so flustered and embarrassed that he barely noticed his companion get up and join him.
"It's okay," he heard in his ear, accompanied by an embrace from the side with a chaste kiss. He could still feel his skin tingle when two-spot returned.
You know the drill, now. R&R.