Title: Magical

Genre: Fantasy/Friendship

Rating: K+

Summary: Allen couldn't help that he was a bored faerie...or that Kanda was an intriguing elf.

Disclaimer: Give a couple decades or so, I'll illegally obtain the rights to DGM...

Notes: I don't like writing fantasy. But I'm making an exception this time.

touch magic

and pass it on

Allen was insanely bored. Faeries were notorious for their short attention spans, but his was especially so. Recently, he had become even more agitated to the point that his wings were unconsciously leaking faerie vibes. Tyki, one of his closer friends, had been one of the unfortunate victims. He had to flee into the elves' territory to lose Tyki.

Although it was difficult to tell with Tyki. He was unusually promiscuous to begin with.

And now he was lost in the land of the elves. He had been excited for about five seconds since he had never once breached their land, but when no elf appeared right away, he lost interest. He had never seen an elf before, and he had hoped today would be the big day when he saw a creature other than a faerie or one of those forest spirits that seemed to like him so much. They said it was something about his eyes, or what not...

Flickering his silver-blue wings irritatedly, Allen spun around mid-air, trying to remember where he had come from.

"Lost, little boy?"

Without turning his head, Allen lashed out, "Shut your trap, Lavi."

The tree spirit looked smug as he perched on the lower branch of a nearby pine. "Now, now. Don't get all faerie on me. And believe me, everyone's been talking about how you just can't sit still anymore." Tossing back his brilliant mahogany hair, Lavi grinned cheekily.

"Unless you actually have something interesting to say," Allen sniffed, "then don't bother."

"Who do you think you are, the Faerie Queen?" Lavi huffed. "And I was going to tell you about this new kid I met."

Allen's curiosity was reluctantly piqued. "Kid?" he queried, trying to look apathetic. "There's a human around?"

"Nah," the tree spirit shook his head. "Not even humans are that stupid. I'm talking about this elf."

"Oh." Allen's silver eyes dulled again. "Then it's not new."

"Is too!" the spirit insisted childishly.

Rolling his eyes, the little faerie flitted through the trees before circling back. "Lavi, you know as well as I do that the elves can have children once every one hundred years. And the last time was only a couple decades ago. There can't be any new elvish children."

"Who said it was a child?" Lavi said.

"You said it was a kid," Allen pointed out.

"Oh. Well, I meant that it was an elf I hadn't met before."

Now Allen's eyes widened. "How can that be? I mean, you're younger than most of the other tree spirits, but I thought that you knew everyone." His wings fluttered with anticipation, leaking vibes again.

Coughing slightly, Lavi grumbled, "Tone down the faerie dust, Allen. You know I'm allergic to it."

"What a moss head," Allen teased. "Who's ever heard of a tree spirit having allergies?"

"Oi! What are you doing on elvish land?"

The faerie and the spirit whipped their heads around to stare at a shimmering figure that scowled at them. It was obviously an elf, the tapered ears out and displayed. Allen took in the long dark hair, the fierce eyes that could send even the most monstrous of magical creatures running for their lives, and the pale skin partially hidden by russet clothing.

Allen's silver eyes sparkled.

"He's the one, huh?" Allen said, keeping his eyes on the elf.

"Yup," Lavi nodded.

"Answer me!" the elf in question snapped.

"You're being touchy today, Yuu," Lavi called from his safe spot on the tree.

Yuu's eyes narrowed and he took a menacing step forward. "You're that tree spirit that wouldn't stop chasing the elvish girls," he snarled out, baring his teeth in a feral manner. "I thought I taught you a pretty damn good lesson last time, you stupid pervert."

Allen promptly forgot his amusement and turned to glare at Lavi. "Oh, really? It wasn't enough that you had to flirt with all of the faerie girls too?"

"Eheh..." Lavi's gaze darted. "You know, I think—I should go!" The tree spirit vanished into the wood.

Yuu looked annoyed at Lavi's disappearance, but his focus shifted to the silver faerie. "You're a faerie."

"Bravo," Allen drolled wryly. "It doesn't take a sage to figure that out, elf."

"It's Kanda," the elf hissed.

Blinking, the faerie landed on a flower and folded his silver wings. "I thought your name was Yuu? At least, that's what Lavi called you."

Kanda showed his teeth again, and the faerie backed down. "The Elvish Laws forbid murder, least of all the murder of spirits of nature. If it weren't for that, that tree spirit would have been long dead."

"A bloodthirsty elf," Allen blinked. "I thought that you guys were all about peace and love?"

"Those are faeries," Kanda said flippantly.

"Liar," Allen snorted. That is. "We're not delicate and innocent like those foolish humans think we are. We're perfectly capable of mischief."

"So what makes you think elves are any better?"

The elf and the faerie stared at one another.

"You're a weird faerie," Kanda declared.

"You're a weird elf," Allen shot back.

Lavi watched from a nearby tree and sighed. He could tell that it was the start of a beautiful friendship.