Title: Attraction

Genre: Humor

Rating: T

Summary: It had to be Allen's hair; why else would the brat be so popular?

Disclaimer: Santa failed me last Christmas, so I've given up all hope.

Notes: Hey, I'm actually trying to write something drabble-length. You know, shorter.

it's ridiculously easy to see why they like you

it's ridiculously hard to hate you

There is something about Allen that draws people to him. Or maybe it is the people that are drawn to him. Same thing, really. That moron could make friends with almost every single person that crossed his path (with a few exceptions including the oh-so-unlovable and philandering biology teacher with long red hair who always spent the first semester scaring the crap out of his classes and the second teaching a very detailed sex ed lesson).

The point was, Allen attracted people like moths to the light. And unfortunately, he was too fucking sweet and nice to burn anyone who got too close for comfort. Damn oblivious brat.

It had to be the hair, Kanda concluded. That goddamn white hair could catch anyone's eye.

"That's just dumb," Lenalee snorted by his side, causing the Japanese to realize he had been thinking aloud.

"What?" he growled.

"Your hair's almost as bad as his," the female student pointed out.

Kanda frowned. What was bad about his hair? Sure, it was a bit on the long side (after an incident involving his cousin Chaoji and a pair of scissors, Kanda had resolved to never cut his hair again), and it was tied up in a long ponytail ("Like a girl's," Lavi would snicker before getting his face punched in).

"Hn," he grumbled, unable to retaliate. Okay, so his hair was a bit on the feminine side. Whatever.

A freshman girl approached Allen as he laughed at a joke Lavi had told him. The telltale flush on her face and the pink letter clutched in her trembling hands made it quite clear what her feelings were. She mouthed a few inaudible words as Allen turned towards her, acting bemused but polite. The freshman shoved the letter into Allen's hands before running off, her face redder than ever.

"What a girl magnet," Lenalee said, grinning as Allen blinked obliviously.

Kanda harrumphed.

"Brat still has weird hair."