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Marui groaned as Niou grabbed his wrist and pulled him into the building.
"But I don't want to," Marui whined.
His mother hadn't been able to get Marui to go in, so she called Niou. He had an appointment there, too, so it wasn't that much of an inconvenience.
"Shut up."
Marui pouted and cringed as Niou pushed the door open. He began to walk backwards, making the two look like a failing comedy duo.
"You'll never take me alive!" Marui yelled as Niou rolled his eyes and opened another door to…
The dentist?
Niou went over to the counter, ignoring the looks of the people in the waiting room. He quickly checked in and then practically shoved Marui into the seat next to him.
"I hate the dentist," Marui told Niou again. "They always yell at me about not flossing and not brushing and eating too many sweets."
"But you don't floss or brush and you do eat too many sweets," Niou reminded him.
Marui rolled his eyes and waved his hand. "Detail details. How can you like this place? It smells… weird."
"I've never had a cavity before," Niou said proudly. "That's why."
Figures, Marui thought as the door opened again.
"Niou Masaharu. Marui Bunta," the woman called.
Niou stood up and glared down at Marui. Marui sighed and stood up, time to face death in the face.
.
Marui was dancing around Niou as he walked down the streets, singing, "Ha-ha-ha-ha-haaaa-ha! Ha-ha-ha-ha-haaaa-ha!"
Niou wanted to punch him.
Or strangle him with Yukimura's headband.
Or punch him then strangle him with Yukimura's headband.
"Will you shut up?" Niou snapped.
Marui smiled and practically broke Niou's personal-space-bubble with that last finger poke to the face. "But I don't have any cavities and you have two! Ha!"
Niou rolled his eyes. "Shut up and eat your goddamn lollipop."
Who would have thought dentists gave out lollipops?
Marui reached into his pocket and looked down at the lollipop. He would save it for later. Instead he grabbed Niou's shoulders and jumped up and down in joy.
"But I'm cavity freeeeeee!"
Niou shouldn't have taken the candy addict to the dentist and expected anything less than things to go complete and utterly wrong (like at Nationals). But he wasn't complaining. Two cavities for that red head's smile? He'd take ten to see his boyfriend that happy.
A/N: So I've never had a cavity until today. FML. I wanted to kill the dentist. Oh, and to make it oh so fun, I have two! Yippy…
Oh, and remember how I mentioned I started a new semester and that it would be easy? PSHT! EASY MY ASS! I'm going to freakin' FAIL Spanish III – the only good thing about the class is that my crush sits right next to me (yeshhhh). Anyways, I'm hyper and stuff…