Author's note: (I actually don't like writing these for such small chapters) Anyway! I spontaneously got more ideas! Coffee does that to me –insert hyper twitching here-. I can't wait to get my forty-ninth review – yes I am that cheesy!

Disclaimer: Behold my dance of shame that I shall convey as: Noooooooooooo!

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Smile

Lavi knew very well that Kanda didn't smile; he may smirk, (and most of the time Lavi found it sexy and couldn't care less) but for some reason, sitting in the dining hall, the redhead found it suddenly irking that he couldn't get his beloved samurai to smile.

"What are you looking at?" Kanda demanded, across the table.

"You." Lavi said, knowing full well Kanda was giving him a deadly scowl. But honestly, Lavi wondered how anyone could not mock his probably-about-to-murder-him boyfriend's name at every chance they got?

Kanda made that "che" sound and went back to eating his soba. "I saw that." He hissed as Lavi quickly pulled his tongue back into his mouth.

Lavi pouted, leaning back in his chair and crossing him arms. "How come you never smile, Yuu?"

"I don't like to." Kanda replied. "And don't call me by my first name."

"Why?" Lavi asked, jerking forward in his chair and smiling, as his face was several inches from Kanda's. "Why don't you smile?"

"Because I don't need to."

"That doesn't make sense, Yuu."

"It doesn't have to."

Lavi hung his head in defeat. "But Yuuuuuuu…smiling makes you feel happy."

"I don't like feeling–"

"Ha!" Lavi cried triumphantly. "No one doesn't like feeling happy!"

"That's not true, you idiot."

"Yes it is."

"Just shut up and let me eat."

"I'll bet it's the soba!" Lavi declared suddenly, reaching forward and pulling away Kanda's tray and grinning rather evilly. "I think your need more variety in your diet, Yuu-chan. Here, take my spaghetti."

"I am not eating that crap." Kanda hissed; his face had turned from "stunned" to "furious". Normally, Lavi loved to watch the expressions ripple across his precious Yuu-chan's face…until Kanda had reached across the table, grabbed a fistful of Lavi's red hair, and shoved his face into the soba noodles.

Lavi let out a screech as he jerked away, only to reel backwards and send him and his chair crashing to the ground.

Immediately, heads turned in his direction, cautious whispers and quite a few laughs sounded through the dining hall and Kanda stood, giving Lavi a dark smirk.

Gasping for breath and dizzy, Lavi pulled himself to his feet. Flushed and rather angry, he stared after Kanda's retreating figure for a few moments before a devilishly wonderful thought cross his mind.

Lavi broke into a short run after Kanda, and when he was about three feet away, the redhead leapt off the ground and grabbed Kanda by the waist, soundly tackling him to the ground in a dramatic display of slow motion and accuracy.

Kanda immediately, tried to get to his feet again, scratching and punching all the while Lavi managed to flip him over and pin the samurai's hands down. "Smile." He commanded, grinning.

"Get. Off." Kanda spat.

"Here they go again…" Allen whispered, leaning as far away as he could away from the two on the ground beside his table without shoving a trembling Miranda off her seat.

"Get off me!" Kanda roared, trying to kick Lavi off his hips while trying to ignore the uncomfortable heat he was suddenly feeling. "People are–"

"Aww…Yuu-chan," Lavi pouted, leaning close enough to his samurai's face to see just how prominent his blush was, "why don't we give them a show?"

Kanda gritted his teeth and glared daggers at Lavi. Without the use of his arms, he tried to kick Lavi off, but, of course, the redhead was too heavy.

By now the entire dining hall had their eyes on Lavi and Kanda; some cowering in fear and disbelief that Lavi was still breathing.

Lavi, on the other hand, was totally thrilled that things had worked out so well. Although, he knew Kanda wasn't going to forgive him for a long time for pinning him to the ground in front of so many people, Lavi decided it would all be worth it. Hopefully.

Nestling himself on Kanda's lower stomach, Lavi watched Kanda try and stifle a groan and keep his insane blushing under control. "All ya gotta do is smile, Yuu," Lavi said.

"Go to Hell." Kanda spat.

Lavi gave a sigh and leaned closer. So close that Kanda could feel the redhead's warm, exaggerated breath on his collar bone. Waves of goose bumps and tingles broke over Kanda's body and Lavi licked along the bone hidden beneath that skin the redhead insisted was just so beautifully soft.

Kanda took note of the cooing Lenalee and Jerry in the background and tried once again to struggle out of Lavi's grasp.

Despite having been "over this" so many times, Kanda was still uncomfortable being under Lavi. He was used to being in control of things and thus it was hard for him to get used to Lavi's touchy-feely nature. And all the people watching both made Kanda's blood flow faster and made his breath more ragged.

Kanda was thoroughly degusted with himself for not shoving Lavi off. He was angry at himself for practically melting whenever Lavi touched him. And most of all, Kanda was mad that out of the entire population of the dining hall, not a single person had shouted, "Get a room!"

Finally, Lenalee seemed to get the hint, and while blushing furiously, herded people, with the help of Jerry out of the dining hall. Leaving no one but the two people…"occupied" on the floor.

"Now that we're alone here…" Lavi said, lowering his mouth to Kanda ear and speaking in a dark, low voice, "will you smile for me?"

Kanda tossed his head back and fourth, as he was incapable of answering with Lavi biting and licking at his ear.

"Hmm…" Lavi said, pulling away and looking around the dining hall innocently; unmistakable lust lurked behind his green, seemingly-innocent eye as he reached for Kanda's belt. "Jerry's gonna have to clean the floor."