Love Letter
by Chi
Pairing: Yullen
Genre: One-shot, Romance, Comedy
Summary: Yu Kanda, a senior student of DGM Gakuen, finds a suspicious letter in his shoe locker one day. As he reads the message, one single thought crosses his mind. "I'm going to kill that Moyashi."
DING – DONG – DING
The school bell rings loudly in the area as the students hurry along the crowded hallway to get to their respective class room.
"Hey Yu, I'm going first!" Lavi Bookman, a senior student, says in a panic tone while closing his shoe locker. "…or else Tyki-sensei is going to punish me for being late again," he mumbles particularly to no one but with Kanda's sharp hearing, he catches the undertone meaning of those words.
"I told you not call me by my first name, stupid rabbit!" He hollers to his rushing class mate. He knows he should do the same but that simply isn't his style. He opens his shoe locker and notices a white letter envelope. "Another love letter?" he mutters, glancing left and right. There is no one around. He warily tears the envelope open and starts reading the content.
To my dearest, loveliest, prettiest, and the-list-goes-on Yu-chan. NOT.
DIE. Please? With cherry on top, if you like. For starters, this is not a love letter. Nope. Nu-uh. Even if you're goddamn sexy in your hakama during kendo practices, I still don't think this count as an admiration letter or the sort. Maybe it's more practical if you consider it as hate letter, right? ^^
Moving on, I HATE YOU. Seriously. With every fiber of my being. I mean it. Period. You have such an ugly personality that totally collides with your very hot physique. You never fail to disappointment me with your ruthless remarks and nicknames – name callings, rather. (Moyashi? Who the hell thinks that's a cute name? Only you, Bakanda!)
And BURN! You should go and visit Satan's hell with that stupid long smooth shiny hair of yours that's totally hypnotic when you let it loose and the wind just dramatically pushes it back and forth, creating that sinful rhythm. And oh Gawd! Your demonic smirk! I want to rip your face so bad that I'm dying to kiss you – err kill you!
One more thing, I'm not an old man! My hair just turned white one day. And I freaking don't know how in the world that happened. So don't insult me anymore, you you… girly man! (Haha take that!)
Last thing, I'm going to steal your kick-ass sword (which you sweetly call Mugen. Oh you're so pathetic at giving names. You could have named it Gilgamesh or Gundam or even Excalibur for Pete's sake!) and use it to cut your hair. I'm gonna sell those precious strands to your stupid loved-struck fangirls who totally piss me off with their incessant "Kanda-sama! Kanda-sama!". On second thought, maybe I'll just slice their throat along with your hair. Bwahaha (Ooh I'm feeling evil! Rawr!)
And yes, Lavi-sempai is waaaaaay cooler than you. I am so going to ask him out.
Bye, loser!
Your harbinger of pain & pleasure-err-death,
A.W.
P.S.
This is freaking not a love letter!
P.S.S.
I'm not attending first class.
P.S.S.S.
I'm in the back of the gym.
Kanda heavily sighs, hands shook and eyes gleamed with unreadable but intense emotion. "I'm gonna kill that Moyashi."
Without further ado, the senior student walks at the opposite direction of his home room and towards the gymnasium.
END
Well that's short. Maybe I should write a sequel? :D
Reviews are very much appreciated!
(Gah! I haven't written a fanfic in eight months! I've been busy with anime, yaoi manga, and cosplay. Sighs…)