A/N: I wish I could juggle. We did it in gym back in middle school, and I never made it passed the practice-scarves. Which float like a boat on water, so they're really easy to catch and throw before hitting the ground. X3
J – Juggle
Bored out of his wits, Lavi picks up two oranges and an apple from the kitchen and tosses them in the air as he walks back to the library. He really needs a break. Must panda-man work him to death? He's eighteen! Eighteen-year-olds should be free to do as they please, when they please.
Along the way, he bumps into Allen Walker; literally.
As he falls onto his bum, the oranges plop down in his lap. The apple flies off and lands conveniently in Allen's hand. The white-haired boy laughs. "What are you doing with these, Lavi?" he asks as he helps the redhead stand.
Lavi retrieves the fruits and tosses them in the air again. They get caught by his hands and thrown again, over and over in a circle above his head, and then interchangeably in front of him, and then on each side over his head. "Juggling, see?" he replies.
Allen raises an eyebrow. "I didn't know you could juggle."
"It's one of my many useless talents," the redhead grins. He throws the apple back to Allen. "Eat it, if you like. I can always get another."
Allen shakes his head. "Nah, not yet. Here, hand me those," he says.
"Are you going to try to juggle? I doubt you can; it takes a lot of skill, y'know? Plenty of hand-eye coordination."
Allen rolls his eyes. He motions for Lavi to hand over the oranges already.
"Fine, fine. Here, let's see you try," Lavi says cockily. He hands the oranges to Allen. "But I'm telling you –"
And that's when Allen proves him wrong by tossing the fruits around much higher and faster than Lavi had been able to do. "Throw me something else," he says with a smile.
Amazed, Lavi scrambles around. He sees two of the ball-shaped messengers similar to Timcanpi and rudely yanks them from the air and gives them to Allen. The white-haired boy chuckles and juggles the two along with the three fruits. Angry, the messengers zoom out of the circus act and grumble to themselves. As the final trick, Allen throws the three fruits up and opens his exorcist jacket like a basket, allowing the fruits to land safely inside.
Laughing heartily now, Lavi claps a hand on Allen's back. The fruits fall once more, but it doesn't matter. "Man, I was so wrong about you," Lavi was saying. "You're full of surprises, Allen."
Flushing slightly, the other tapped at one of the oranges on the rug on the hallway floor. "Only when I try to impress."
Lavi smirks. "You wanted to impress me?"
"Well, sure," he says. "It's not every day you meet another person who can juggle, and see them do it. So when you do, you have to show them up."
Lavi can't help but laugh again. He leans against Allen's shoulder. "See, it's that kind of attitude that makes me glad that you're my friend."