Author's note: Right! Second one. This is a really long drabble by the way. And any theme suggestions are well received!
Disclaimer: (I forgot it last chapter) If Kobal ever gets her hands on D. Gray Man, we will shortly see the painful death of all her most hated characters. Run for the hills Lenalee.
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Leaving
Kanda lay for a long time in bed, doing nothing but staring at Lavi. Analyzing everything about the sleeping boy: the messy red hair, the open – drooling – mouth, and his gentle snore. He imagined what he would do whenever he woke up in the morning if Lavi wasn't sleeping next to him, or…sleeping on him as a pillow.
He figured the sheets would be colder; the pillows would remain on the bed throughout the entire night; he would have much less laundry on his hands. A tendril of fear wrapped itself around Kanda's heart as suddenly the idea of a cold bed seemed unimportant when he thought about how most of his life revolved around the person lying next to him.
"This sucks…" Kanda said in a voice that didn't sound like his own. And truthfully, in the past few weeks, he had become well aware of all the ways his voice could sound.
Lavi let out an exhausted groan, "You're staring at me again…Yuu."
"I am not!" Kanda snapped back, a blush finding its way onto his cheeks.
"What time is it?" Lavi asked, not bothering to open his eye. Although he slept without his eye patch, Kanda had never seen the hidden right eye.
Kanda stole a look at the clock Lavi had insisted he buy; ("Yuu, your room is too dull." – "No it's not, moron.") figuring he could always lie and tell Lavi he still had a half-hour instead of ten minutes.
"Time to go, huh?" Lavi grinned into the bed sheets.
"Yeah…" Kanda said dully.
"If I'm not back in two months, then I'm probably dead." Lavi said, jokingly. Lavi was terrible at trying to indirectly console Kanda. Normally, throwing him against the wall and kissing him would suffice, but, opening his eye, Lavi could tell Kanda was upset.
"Don't say stupid things." Kanda said darkly. "Or…I won't come looking for you."
Lavi pulled himself into a sitting position and sighed. He looked down at Kanda, a part of him wanted to crack a joke about how beautiful his hair was, or how sparkly his eyes looked. But he couldn't bring himself to.
"Kro-chan's going with me too, you know."
"A physiologically disturbed vampire is with you – I feel much better now."
"Aww…c'mon Yuu, it's not so bad. Just try to not flirt with Lenalee while I'm gone, 'kay?"
"As if."
Lavi shrugged; if Kanda didn't yell at him for making a joke about Lenalee then something was really upsetting him. Stretching, Lavi dragged himself out of bed and began searching for his clothes among those that littered the floor. "You 'otta clean your room more, Yuu."
"Whatever." Kanda snarled, turning on his side so he wasn't facing Lavi anymore. "I won't have your trash on my floor for a while at least."
"I don't want me to go either, Yuu."
Kanda bolted up, glaring at Lavi; he seemed to just realize the redhead was in fact shirtless, and no matter how many times he witnessed that pale, flat chest, the blood started rushing to his cheeks..
"Something wrong?" Lavi asked, as innocently as he could.
"Just get dressed already!" Kanda yelled.
"No, Yuu." Lavi said firmly. "What's really wrong?"
"I told you," Kanda said softly, "it's nothing."
"I really won't be gone long so there's no need to–"
"That doesn't change anything!"
Lavi's mouth hung open slightly at the dark look in Kanda's watery eyes. Never once had he seen Kanda to angry at him before he left for a mission; usually, it was him who clung to Kanda playfully before he had to be pried off with a crowbar as the samurai left.
Moving very quickly, Lavi jumped back on the bed and wrapped his arms around the trembling boy. Instantly, Kanda tensed and tried to shove him off. "What the hell?!" He cried.
"Yuu." Lavi said firmly, taking Kanda's face in his hands and staring at him intensely. "I am always going to come back. After all, you're here, aren't you?"
Kanda stopped squirming and stared back at Lavi, his eyes held a kind of desperation Lavi had never seen before. Somehow, Kanda managed to nod through the iron grip on his face.
"Good." Lavi said, smiling. "Unless, you decide you're really in love with Lenalee, or Allen, anyway." And at the look of paralyzing shock on Kanda's face, Lavi added, "But even then, I shall return and chase them to the ends of the earth with a borrowed Komourin."
"You're an idiot." Kanda said, pulling out of Lavi's hands and trying to hide his flushed cheeks behind his bangs.
Even though he knew there was a possibility of Lavi dying, Kanda decided that he would believe Lavi as completely as he could. Although, threatening Krory to protect the stupid rabbit at all cost would also put his worrying to rest, just the same.