After realizing that I loved him, I gazed at the snow-haired boy intently from across the Mess Hall. Lenalee had finished eating and had gotten up to take care of her dishes. Allen remained seated, finishing his many plates of food as he waited for her to return. When she did, he smiled upon her arrival. I bit my lip again, standing upright quickly and angrily, grabbing my food tray to have it washed off. I couldn't handle it. It made me so angry to see him so happy due to someone else's presence when it wasn't my presence that caused that happiness. I left, my usual scowl on my lips as I walked through the Order. However, anger also adorned my facial features, and the others in the halls saw this, doing their best to get out of my way.

Were Allen and Lenalee together? Were they a couple? These thoughts swirled through my head as I made it to my room, opening my door and slamming it shut after I walked inside. I went over to my bed and turned my back to it, flopping down onto the mattress. As I stared up at the ceiling, I forced myself to calm down, my thoughts turning to how it would feel to have him in my arms. He couldn't be going out with Lenalee; after all, they were only friends, right? As I was reassuring myself that Allen was indeed single, a rare grin made its way onto my face.

He was single. He wasn't paired with anyone romantically. I had a chance.

But… How would I go about my normal life at the Order with these feelings? If I was jealous by the mere fact that he was enjoying spending time with a friend, how would I react if he actual got himself a lover? I didn't want to imagine what kind of monster I'd be in a case like that. I'd probably bully the Shorty's lover and mock the Bean-Sprout even more than I already did. I shuddered at the thought. An insult every so often when I saw him was fine. That had become normal for us. But if I were to hiss insults at him constantly, he'd probably actually begin to doubt himself and might become disheartened. So, what was I to do? I had to do something to ensure that that would never happen. I had to make a move, to get with him before anyone else had a chance to.

But how…?

After a long while of contemplating, I sighed, standing from my bed with a slight embarrassed blush on my cheeks. How do people normally confess their feelings to the one whom they admire? And if I was to confess, what would I do if he rejected me? How would I react if he actually accepted? This was a very bothersome and troublesome matter that I had to figure out how to deal with on my own, and quickly. The sooner I had my feelings and thoughts sorted out in my head, the better. And I was not going to ask for help, particularly not from Lavi, even if he definitely knew more about this love crap than I did. I knew that I had to be romantic. But how does someone be romantic? Flowers? I didn't have anything fancy to wear, but… Flowers. Flowers should work. I think.

I left my room, leaving to head to the town that stood underneath the mountain where the Black Order was located. There might not be flowers around the Order's vicinity, but there should be some in that town… A flower shop, at least, if there were no wildflowers.

But what kind of flowers did Allen remind me of? If I was getting him flowers, I wanted them to be special. Especially since I was going to try to confess my feelings to him. I knew that I wanted them to be lightly-colored, because he was gentle, and I wanted the flowers to appear just as gentle as he was. Pinks, blues, whites, and purples would be good. The flower had to have a happy and kind appearance; it had to look as though it was smiling. Beautiful, gentle, and smiling. Just like Allen…

Lilacs and lilies…? Yes! Those two flowers were perfect for him! They complimented him in every way! When I got to the town, I searched around, finding a little flower shop. To my delight, they had light pink, blue, and white stargazer lilies and some light-purple lilacs. I selected several of the stargazers and rimmed the bouquet of lilies with the lilac, having the shop owner wrap them in white tissue paper and tie them all with a red ribbon.

Flowers? Check. Confession? …Getting there. I made my way back to the Order once I had purchased the bouquet, trying to go over it in my head. I would stop him and tell him that I wanted to go on a date or something with him, handing him the flowers as I did so. But, knowing me… That would probably never work. It was too straightforward; if it was about any other topic, like Allen's stupidity, I could be straightforward, but this was about my feelings. And unless it was my anger or annoyance, I wasn't used to showing my emotions to others, let alone sharing my feelings with others. This was going to be rather difficult, just as I thought.

I make my way through the Order, searching for the Short-Stack, Researchers, Finders, and Exorcists alike all watching me with surprise-filled gazes as I walked around, carrying the beautiful arrangement of flowers with me. I glared at all of them, and they quit their staring. I found myself in front of Allen's room before long, and I knocked, feeling agitated and a little nervous. After a moment of waiting, the cursed boy opened the door.

"Oh! Kanda…? What are you doing here?" he asked, the surprise evident in his voice.

I shoved the bouquet at him, looking off to the side, my face feeling hot. I was probably redder than a rose.

"I got these for you," I mumbled, my voice sounding more annoyed and angry than I had intended it to. "I thought that maybe a weak little kid like you would need something to brighten up his day." Without waiting for a response, I began to walk away. I was so embarrassed! And I was such an idiot! Even I knew that I sounded mean and insulting when I gave those to him! Suddenly, from behind me, I heard him call after me.

"Kanda!" I turned, seeing that he was just barely out of his doorway and seeing him smile with a slight hue of pink on his cheeks as he held the flowers.

"…What?" I managed to say, my breath almost completely taken by his beauty.

"I said thanks. They're really pretty. And looking at them," he stated, passing his gaze to the flowers, "They really do cheer me up. You might be a jerk, but… I guess that you really can be nice sometimes, huh?"

"Che, whatever," I murmured back as an answer. I was so… happy? Mostly embarrassed, but I think that I felt happy. It wasn't perfect, and I can't say that I got my feelings through to him, but… That wasn't a bad first try, I don't think.

Chapter three! This story's moving along pretty quickly. This chapter was kind of hard to figure out how to write, but I think I did an okay job with it. I'm trying to post in this fic as often as possible; I don't like leaving people hanging! I hope that you enjoyed this chapter! For anything you'd like to say to me, please Review!