This chapter BOTHERS me for some reason...I also don't like the fact that it's short.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Zatch Bell! I. OWN. NOTHING.
Title: Smile
Rating: T
Words (Without A/N): 433
"Kiyo? What does 'rape face' mean?"
Kiyo whirled around to the sudden figure that materialized behind him. "Zatch!" He toppled backwards, flinging his papers eyerywhere. Perfect. He gave Zatch a worried face, trying to think up a good answer. "You'll learn when you're older."
Zatch pouted. "I'll go and ask Zeno."
Kiyo bristled. "No, no, NO! Whatever you do, just DON'T ask him! He will shape it into something that will haunt you forever!"
Zatch folded his arms. "Then what does it mean?"
Kiyo sighed. "I guess it means...When someone is giving you a creepy look with a weird smile...On...Their...Face? Like Dufort is doing." Kiyo looked at Dufort, and so did Zatch.
The older teen was on the other side of the room, standing about a centimeter from the wall. He looked at Kiyo and Zatch, his eyes were wide, as though he were doing his own suprised expression. Which when it's Dufort, it doesn't look suprised compared to Zatch or Zeno.
When those two are suprised, Zatch usually jumps and runs around screaming, and Zeno just...slugs whoever freaked him out.
Kiyo sweatdropped. "Uhh...Dufort, what are you doing?"
Dufort cocked his head a little and raised one of his eyebrows. "There's a beetle on your cheek." He muttered plainly.
Kiyo squealed and slapped his face, which hurt, a lot. He didn't mean to do it that hard.
Dufort did a very small smirk. Zatch began to giggle. "What?" Kiyo yelped. "Is it gone?" Kiyo asked, he felt around his cheek, all he felt was the burning sensation on his cheek, nothing else.
The older teen from across the room shrugged. "I just wanted to see you slap yourself."
Kiyo growled and put his hand on his forehead.
"Kiyo! There's a spider on your head!"
Kiyo yelled and slapped the top of his head. Zatch started laughing on the ground clutching his stomach. Dufort smirked a little bit wider. Kiyo picked up Zatch and threw him and Dufort who caught him quite easily. Zatch started crying. "Waah! Kiyo! Why did you throw me?"
Kiyo sweatdropped. "I'm going to bed for the night." The teen muttered. He stomped up the stairs in a huff.
Dufort looked at the spot Kiyo was originally at.
"Isn't it like, nine in the morning?"
FLEH. I DON'T LIKE THIS ONE.
