I'm back and yes I changed the title of the story. I've actually decided that if you can guess what BAWB stands for, then I'll write you a one-shot of any characters from anything, as long as I know who they are, that is (actually, it really doesn't matter to me). I'll also take whoever gets closest to it. I'll give you a hint; B=Business. (this is a lame excuse to get my ass kicked into gear on writing fanfiction) What? Who said that? Anyway:

Summer is almost here, and then I will definitely jump on this story. Except im leaving the country for three weeks, but im going to try to write a chapter and get my sister to post it for me :D. It's just I go to an art school and it gets pretty hectic, I have a lot of pieces I need to do , but I sprained my thumb and now I have exams… bleghhhhhhhh (ps sorry for sucky passage of time in the story)

More after the chapter.

The map sucked.

There was no other way to describe it. It was as if the arrows and random scribbles on the page had minds of their own, veering off into who the hell knows where.

Kanda Yuu was not a fan of maps to begin with. The tiny, indiscernible lines could go screw themselves for all he cared. But a map with multiple pen colors and miniscule handwriting on it made him want to commit mass murder or something just as horrible that other people would have to deal with.

He had to make everyone on planet earth and beyond knew just how sucky this map was.

Even Lavi who is, contrary to popular belief, one of the smartest people alive, (not that he would tell the egotistical prick that) couldn't get anything solid from it. So, basically, they were stuck cruising down the highway, for the time being.

Goddammit Allen.

It was starting to look as if they would have to move off the beaten path. They could only hope Allen wouldn't find out, though the kid probably had bigger things on his mind.

Now, Kanda really didn't care, like, not one eensy weensy tiny winy bit, but he did sort of... understand what the white haired brat was going through. He himself was pretty young for being in the business. Just like Kanda, it was his father-figure - in Allen's case, Cross Marion - that jumpstarted him forward, way out in front of the other competition. And it wasn't just his relation to the crazy drunk that had helped him; it was the secrets that were held within that egotisical head of his.

Saying that everyone wanted to know those secrets was definitely not an over-exaggeration. There was no way that a man like Cross Marion could be so successful when his number one asset was his ability to chug a bottle of Scotch in under a minute.

There had to be something else up his sleeve.

And it wasn't just Allen's position that had him thinking. He still couldn't believe the idiot had sent him and Lavi on some stupid road trip to test a fucking car? He had better things to do than chauffer the annoying redhead around, work things.

"What's your favorite color?" Kanda blinked in surprise and shot Lavi a look. He opened his mouth to reply, then realized the words that were about to spill from his lips probably weren't the kindest. He tried again.

"Why does it matter?"

"It doesn't."

"Then why are you asking?"

"Because I want to know." Lavi crossed his arms and pouted. Kanda could practically see the floppy ears deflating. He sighed.

"It's blue." Lavi perked up with a grin.

"What kind of blue?"

"Dark blue."

"Kind of like your hair?"

"My hair is black, dumbass."

"Yes, but in the sunlight it shines a beautiful blue. Dark blue, like you said." Kanda scoffed and kept his eyes nailed to the road. He wouldn't show how much that statement affected him, because it did affect him.

He wished he could actually be as cold-hearted as he made himself out to be.

"Don't be stupid."

"I'm not stupid and you are the most beautiful person I've ever met."

"W-What?" Kanda spluttered, his face heating up. His wide eyes landed on Lavi who was cackling quietly behind his hand, trying his hardest to contain his mirth. Angry flames spewed from Kanda's eyes, his only fueling the redness of his cheeks. He chanced a second of distracted driving to land a firm punch on Lavi's shoulder. The redhead cried out in pain, which quite satisfied Kanda's bruised ego.

"Ow ow ow! I'm sorry, I'm sorry. But, come on, Yuu," Lavi smiled widely. "You are the prettie- Ow! Okay, I'll stop, I promise." Kanda leaned back into his seat again and they settled into a more or less comfortable silence.

Of course, Lavi had to break it a few minutes later.

"Do you like chocolate?" Kanda's eye twitched when he realized he was stuck in this car with Lavi and his game of 20 Questions for the next couple hours of his life. As much as it pissed him off, he'd just have to get over himself and deal with it.

"No. I hate sweets."

"What? But have you even-?"

"Nope."

"Oh stop it, if you'd just try-."

"I told you I don't like them, Sam I am."

"Really? Dr. Seuss? You know, in the end of the story that guy actually liked-."

"Hate them."

"Fine!" Exasperation heavily colored his tone and the dark-haired man sighed in relief. Maybe he would get some peace and quiet.

It was too much to ask for.

"What are you most scared of?" Kanda rolled his eyes with his reply.

"Why on earth would I tell you what frightens me the most?"

"I'll tell you what I'm scared of." Lavi hesitated before adding, "I just want to get to know you better and now seems as good a time as any. We do happen to be stuck with each other for a while." Kanda stole a quick glance from him and saw that he was completely serious.

"…Okay, just don't go and get sappy on me." Lavi bounced up in his seat excitedly.

"Wouldn't dream of it!" Kanda stared contemplatively at the road laid out before him.

"What scares me the most, huh?" He seriously gave it some actual thought and then gave it some more thought just to spite the redhead. "Well, I don't like flying or spiders. And I definitely would hate flying spiders. Oh, and if a banana gets anywhere near me, I go crazy." Kanda said, voice dripping with sarcasm. "Don't even get me started on rainbows." He couldn't help the smirk that was slipping across his face, causing Lavi to give him a disappointed frown. The redhead leaned over and rested his pointer finger against Kanda's neck.

"You know, if I pushed this pressure point with enough force, you'd be out cold in a second." He said in a soft, menacing tone. Kanda snorted angrily.

"Yeah, and you'd be in a car with a passed out driver. We'd crash, we would be dead, and I'd make sure the afterlife would be living hell for you." He retorted. Lavi burst out laughing – a really loud, really boisterous laugh at that – and crumpled forward against the dashboard.

Kanda didn't see what was so funny. If anything, he was just mad that the idiot had the nerve to suggest something so ridiculous while driving down the highway.

"Just what are you laughing at?" Lavi's forehead was leaning against the dash and now he turned to look at Kanda through one knowledgeable green eye.

"I'm laughing at Yuu, what else?"

"I feel like that was a pun on my name…"

"I feel like you're right." Lavi giggled, leaning back and slapping a hand on his forehead. After the laughter stopped, Lavi flashed a genuine smile. Kanda didn't know what to do with that, so he turned back to the road.

"What?"

"Nothing." It became quiet. Kanda could feel the redhead's eye boring into his cheek. All of a sudden there was a sense of urgency in the air.

"La-"

"Kan-"

They both halted with short intakes of breath and glanced at each other nervously. Lavi began to speak again with a silent agreement between the two of them.

"It's just that… You see, the thing is…" He scratched the back of his neck with an irritable sigh. "I know the words I want to say, but they don't seem to want to come out in the correct order. Let me start over." He closed his eye. "It's a mutual thing that we didn't want to go on this trip, yes?"

Kanda scoffed affirmatively.

"Well, since we've been in the car together… I've kind of been thinking that this is actually… fun." Kanda really wished he could laugh in Lavi's face at that statement, but that was along the lines of what he had been thinking, as well.

But he probably would have said it in a very offensive manor.

"I guess that the Sprout and Mikk were… right in giving us this… whatever this is." It literally pained him to say that, but he couldn't help the small sense of pride that burst inside him when he managed to say it normally.

"Okay then! It's settled!" Lavi clapped his hands together, sealing their fate. "Let's enjoy this with no complaints!"

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"This sucks." The redhead whined with a passion that only an idiot could muster. It had been an hour since his 'no complaints' proclamation, and he had already refuted it multiple times. "I want to go home."

"Let's call the Sprout and be done with it."

"No!" Also, for some unknown reason, Lavi was adamant on sticking to the rules. He just didn't seem to realize that going home would be breaking the number one rule.

"I'm going to call him. I'm tired of playing this game with those two. It's getting on my nerves."

"Don't do that! Besides, everything gets on your nerves."

"If by 'everything' you mean you, then yeah, it does." He reached into his pocket while saying this, but found it was empty. It was weird because he usually always put his cellphone into his right front pocket. He took his other hand off the wheel and checked his left pocket.

Nothing.

It definitely wasn't in his back pocket. He's sure if something were pressing into his ass, he would've noticed. Which could only mean one thing…

Allen was smarter than he gave him credit for.

"Fuck." He said. Lavi glanced at him.

"Watch your mouth."

"Oh, like you're one to talk."

"I'm going to overlook that." Lavi stuck his tongue out at Kanda. "Anyway, what's wrong?"

"Those bastards took my phone." Lavi looked like he was about to laugh, but stopped and checked his own pockets as if on an afterthought.

"Well fuck." He exclaimed.

"My thoughts exactly."

"Okay, well let's just pull over somewhere then. We've been on the road for far too long and look," Lavi pointed out the window at the changing sky. "The sun is about to set. We're going to have to find a place to sleep anyway."

"Great. I really hate driving now."

"Do you want me to take over?"

Kanda scoffed before saying, "I'm fine keeping my head. There are enough idiots with driver's licenses out there, we don't need another one on the road."

"Who said I had a license?" This question made Kanda choke on air. Lavi was grinning yet frowning at the same time; Kanda wasn't sure how he managed it.

"It's not like I don't know how to drive. I'm pretty great at it, in fact."

"Well then why don't you have a license?" It was obvious when Lavi began to shrink in on himself that it was one of those it's a long story things.

So he asked, "Is it a long story?"

"No, not really," He was now leaning against the window, a step back from when he kept scooting closer to Kanda. He seemed a bit… lost. In thought, that is. "It's really not that long. Just a bit of a bad experience, you know?"

Kanda nodded.

"I just… let's just say I got into an accident, and came out of it with a revoked license and an eye-patch." Kanda's brows shot up. He never thought that Lavi would blatantly say why that thing was on his right eye. Especially to him.

Although he did feel like something was changing between the two of them.

"Oh." Was all Kanda could say to that.

"Yeah." Lavi answered. Kanda wanted to say more, but then again he didn't want to sound like a complete ass.

"Can I see?" Even though he didn't specify what he wanted to see, Lavi slapped his hand over his face.

"No." It came out as an angry hiss, unusual for Lavi, but the redhead seemed to realized this and looked ashamed of himself. Kanda wondered how so many emotions could fly across someone's face in such a short time. "Sorry, it's just kind of a sore spot. Didn't mean to snap at you." And that's how the conversation ceased until they pulled over at a rest stop.

Kanda stepped out of the car, crossed his arms, and said, "You drive."

Of course, Lavi was unprepared for that, because he didn't believe Kanda's ego would let him hand over the wheel.

Even Kanda couldn't believe it.

"Are you su-?"

"Just get in."

"Have it your way."

Because Lavi is better at making decisions than Kanda is, they pulled up to a hotel not thirty minutes later. Kanda would argue that he was better at deciding things, but the fact was that he was incredibly picky about basically everything.

Kanda would try to deny it, but the displeased scoff he directed at the hotel Lavi had picked told a different story.

"You need to get some manners and stop acting like a snot-nosed brat."

"Excuse me?"

"I'm just joking." Kanda glared. "Okay, I'm not joking. But you seriously need to leave your pride in the car so you don't scare any kids."

"You're not funny."

"I thought I was." Lavi snickered as he slammed the car door shut. "You stay here and I'll go get a room."

"Two rooms." Kanda said.

"You are a man of few words, aren't you?" Lavi laughed and shot him a smile before dashing in the front doors like a little boy.

Sometimes the amount of happy in Lavi unnerved Kanda.

He was left to his thoughts, so obviously his thoughts assaulted him. Some were about this stupid trip, others about how he was going to strangle Allen when he got back, but most were about Lavi. Not necessarily just good ones - actually, most of them were really annoying – but the fact remained that Lavi was on his mind, and that in and of itself was troubling.

Kanda didn't like where this whole thing was going. He knew where it was going – he wasn't that naïve – but he didn't want it. He was perfectly fine on his own, he didn't need anyone else, much less some idiotic rabbit who couldn't tell his foot from his head.

Just thinking about it made him realize that something was definitely happening, and the concreteness of it scared him, so he pushed it all away. He refused to listen to his mind. What the hell did it know anyway? He imagined all of the little bothersome thoughts flying away as if caught in some breeze.

He felt cold.

Then he remembered hearing about the cold front coming in, so it couldn't be his troubling inner turmoil.

Kanda let himself out of the car, walked to the nearest tree and punched it. Then he hit again for good measure. While shaking out his fist, he realized what an idiot he was being about all of this. He felt like some girl with her first crush on a stupid jock or something.

He slammed his fist against the tree once more.

He was panting now, for no apparent reason. Probably the hot, boiling anger coursing through his veins. He didn't know what he was mad about. He did know he wasn't mad at Lavi. He couldn't bring himself to be.

"Yuu! What are you doing?" And Kanda deflated at the sound of that voice. He could hear the sound of the redhead's feet pounding across the pavement, but he didn't look.

Lavi reached him and grabbed his hands. The knuckles were bleeding and Lavi made a strange sound in the back of his throat. "Jeese, Yuu. I leave you alone for five minutes and you start beating up trees. Who even knows what you'll do to those poor walls." He lamented.

"Don't call me by my first name." Kanda muttered half-heartedly.

He didn't know what was wrong with himself. For some reason, his emotions were acting on their own. He wanted to punch some more trees. He wanted to figure this shit out, and having the object of his desires standing right in front of him wasn't helping him.

And more than anything, he wanted a shower.

Lavi brushed his thumb over the tips of Kanda's fingers. "Are you okay?" He asked quietly.

"Can I have my room key?" The question threw Lavi off a bit.

"Uh, yes, of course." Lavi dropped Kanda's hands and dug around in his pocket until he found what he was looking for. He handed over the small device that would unlock their door.

"Thanks." Kanda walked away, but Lavi stopped him before he could actually get anywhere.

"Since when do you thank people, much less me?" Lavi was concerned and it hurt.

"It doesn't matter. Let me go; I want to take a shower."

"Not until I see you smile." Kanda spun around and shoved a finger against Lavi's chest.

"I don't need you telling me what to do, you goddamn idiot." He spat with narrowed eyes. He didn't get the reaction he wanted when Lavi laughed in his face. "Why are you such a fucking dumbass?" He growled.

"I'm just glad you're back to your normal, pessimistic self!" Lavi exclaimed brightly.

Then, the strangest thing happened.

Lavi, smiling, leaned forward and brushed his lips against Kanda's. It was short, no more than a millisecond, barely a breath of air passed between them. But it was enough to freeze both of their bodies to the ground. When Lavi pulled back, his eyes were wide in shock. He looked even more surprised than Kanda, who had stopped breathing.

They started moving at the same time.

"Yuu-."

"Don't."

"But I-."

"It doesn't matter." Kanda quickly went over to the car and pulled his bag out. "Listen, I'll see you tomorrow."

He strode with determination to the hotel, even though he was quaking inside. What he really wanted to do was turn around and scream at Lavi for doing this to him. It was his fault Kanda was feeling this way.

And that had not helped one bit. Not one fucking bit.

As he pulled the glass door open and glanced back, he saw Lavi hit the tree.

Yeah, I'm not giving up on this story. I'm going to try to finish it this summer. I just really have no clue where im going with the plot currently. Once I figure that out, it will be smooth sailing for sure.

And on another note, I've realized I have a bunch of half/barely written fics on my laptop, so I will be posting a lot of those because I worked on them whenever I lost inspiration for this (which was a lot DX)

So go check it out *shamless self-promotion*

Oh, and I think im going to revise all of the previous chapters for this fic because I feel like the style has kinda changed, so im gonna fix that.