A/N: Sorry. This one is rather random and not so great even though it's the longest. I probably shouldn't have been watching One Piece while writing this but such is life. The next one will be better…Oh, and I'll be upload a picture of her exorcist uniform and her outfit underneath on my Deviantart as soon as I figure out how to use my printer's copy machine function. I'll let you guys know.

I stormed into my room after the incident that had occurred in the cafeteria, though I closed the door quietly behind me. I took the long way, making sure to lose Lavi and give him time to get to my room first. It was a trick I had quickly learned for if he was following me when I wanted to be alone. He would think I went somewhere else, go searching for me, and then come back in 20 minutes or so. And for what I was going to do, I didn't want him listening in.

You see, I had a habit of using my golem as a diary, whether it was to record about interesting things that were happening or to vent like I was going to now.

I looked around my room for said golem. It was hook-shaped, like the beak of an eagle, with the normal bat wings and a mask-shaped eye. I found it lying on my bed, which made sense seeing as I hadn't been sent on a mission for a few days. Activating the machine, I told it to go into diary mode and gave it my password. Both features I had asked Johnny to add when he was making it for me. It was, of course, a secret he promised to never tell anyone. The golem's eye started glowing, signaling that it was ready for me to record.

"Hi diary. It's been a long time since I recorded anything. In my defense, nothing interesting happened. And I hadn't really been angry or upset until now."

I let out a sigh and thought about what I wanted to talk about first. "Okay. First of all, I heard what Lavi was telling everyone about what happened on our little 'date', as he has been calling it. While we did go to those places and do most of those things, that's not exactly what happened. He just…well he's, um…'Lavi-ifying' the whole thing, if that even makes any sense. So, I'm just going to tell you what really happened…"

As soon as we left headquarters, Lavi made his hammer grow and extend, using it to fly us out to the town. He was going into great detail about the food at this café and where we were going to go afterward. Everything seemed to be going okay at that point and I was looking forward to trying a good portion of the pastries he described. But that all changed as soon as we landed outside of the town.

What Lavi didn't mention that the café was on the opposite side of the large, bustling town and that there were certain 'obstacles' that I would have liked to avoid on our way there, the first obstacle being traffic.

"Ahhh! Lavi, slow down and watch where you're going! You almost got me killed! Eeeek! Stop dragging me though traffic! That car almost hit me!" Tears streamed down my face once again, but this time from fear. Clearly, Lavi didn't know how to use a cross walk. Judging by the fact that I was almost run over at least 15 times before we reached the café, he also seemed to think that cars would stop for him.

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The second obstacle, which I didn't quite expect, was a foreign old man recognizing Lavi.

"You with the red hair!" The shout was in a language I didn't know but Lavi seemed to understand. He stopped and turned around to look for the source of the voice, which prompted me to look as well, but found nothing. That is, until a cane came in contact with Lavi's face. The redhead fell to the ground, pulling me with him since he was still holding my hand.

Looking up, we found the perpetrator to be an angry old man of Asian decent. He looked just as out of place as us in this town. 'No wonder we couldn't see him. He's just as short as Bookman, if not shorter,' I joked to myself. "Um…can we help you, sir?" I asked politely, allowing Lavi to help me up. The man completely ignored me and started yelling at Lavi.

Seeing my confusion, Lavi translated for me. "He says that I owe him a cow and a new… mango tree? And that I wrecked his home, forcing him to travel here to look for work."

Lavi started arguing with the man as I put the pieces together. Lavi was pretty reckless when he wasn't on missions with Bookman. Actually, he was reckless even then. So, I assumed he was fighting Akuma or something and ended up wrecking this man's farm.

Just as I was going to clarify this to Lavi, the old man started swinging his cane again. Lavi took this chance to run as fast as he could away from the man, dragging me along the ground as he made his speedy getaway. When Lavi finally stopped, we were right back to where we started. "I wanna go hooooommmmeee..." I whined, falling on my knees. Lavi pulled me back up and again, we were off to the café.

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The third obstacle was something I did expect: an Akuma attack. Thankfully, they were only Level 1s. Lavi whipped out his hammer and I unsheathed my szabla. [1]

The sheath itself was black with golden accents on the top, middle, and end. The gold basket-hilt guard of my szabla had a complex design that resembled two snakes wrapping together in a strange pattern. Instead of heads, the ends consisted of eerie jade-colored orbs. The grip and tassel were gold as well. The blade was normal, having a two-bladed tip, but a black streak ran along the flat of the sword. The Akuma were easily dispatched of, though I was much more disgruntled now than I was at the beginning.

"Lavi, I think it's time to call it quits to this little playtime of yours. I'm tired. I'm hungry. And I'm just plain not happy. I want nothing more than to get back to headquarters and have Jeryy whip up some lunch since I haven't eaten all day." My eyes narrowed into a glare at the incredulous look he gave me.

"Oh come on Kasia! Give me one more chance. I promise I'll get you to the café. No distractions this time. I won't run and drag you, though you have to admit that it was kinda fun. And I won't try to get you killed in traffic." He muttered the last parts quietly, glancing to the side for a brief second before turning his attention back to me. Noticing that I wasn't budging in my decision, he continued on.

"Please Kasia. I just want to make you happy. Let's just enjoy our date. We're Exorcists; we're constantly putting ourselves in dangerous situations and with so few of us right now, we'll be sent on a lot more missions soon. Who knows when we'll have another day to ourselves like this. So please, let's…have a great time, okay?" He pleaded, holding his hand out to me. His eye shined with sincerity and hopefulness, the same emotions his voice had held. If he was trying to guilt me into doing this, it sure was working.

"Alright…but you better not have been lying when you said you weren't going to lug me through traffic," I joked, trying to lighten the previous uncomfortable atmosphere.

Since when did Lavi grow up? 'But wait…Lavi is the successor to the Bookman clan. As such, he can't make connections with others, especially relationships. Those are definitely a taboo. So then…why is he trying so hard for my sake?' I reflected, not realizing Lavi was talking to me.

"Kaaaaaaasia! Listen to meeeeee~!" He complained, twisting his fists on either side of my head. [2]

"Ah! Lavi! You're messing up my hair even more than it already was!" I ducked under his arm to get behind him and tied my chest-length hair in a ponytail with the spare black ribbon I had in my pocket. Spinning around on my heel to face him again, I asked what the problem was.

That goofy trademark grin of his stretched across his lips as he pointed up. Following his finger, I realized he was trying to tell me we had arrived at the café. "Twelfth Night Café?" A light bulb seemed to go off in my head at the name. I turned my attention back to him with a pointed gaze. "Are you trying to imply something here, Lavi?"

Two days ago he had forcefully given me Shakespeare's play Twelfth Night; or, What You Will to read, which I had finished just last night. The strange play was all about unrequited love.

"Huh? What are you talking about? Oh, look at that! There's a special for parfaits going on until 2 o'clock. Ah, it's almost two! Come on!" With that, he pulled me into the café.

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Afterwards, Lavi took me to the playground in the park beside the café. We played around on the jungle gym and the swings, enjoying one of the very few days we had to relax. I slid on my stomach down the slide and looked back up at him. Shortly after, I threw my Innocence at his head, not caring about the blood that spurted from him as a result.

"Pervert," I mumbled under my breath, heading over to the water fountain. My exorcist uniform may not have a skirt but the concept still applied. He followed after me, shouting out something about water spouts. I wasn't quite listening to him until I got hit in the face with gushing water, soaking the top of my uniform coat.

Lavi was laughing his head off just outside the square of water spouts. He didn't even realize that I had pulled him in with me until the same thing that happened to me happened to him.

"Waaaah~! Kasia, that was meeeeeeaaan~!" Lavi complained as he started wrestling with me to get revenge, though I wasn't going down without a fight.

I was starting to win the little struggle by holding his head against one of the spouts until a little kid playing in the area knocked me off balance. I fell into the fountain, pulling Lavi along with me. We emerged from the water, Lavi spraying some water at me. We both burst out laughing at the others appearance.

"Haha! Lavi, you look like a drowned rat!"

"Yeah? Well, you look like a drowned squirrel!"

He helped me out of the fountain, still laughing, and took us back to headquarters to dry off before we got sick.

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When we got back, I stopped outside the entrance. "Thanks for hanging out with me today, Lavi."

"No problem Kasia. Though, you can admit it. You had fun on our date. Go ahead," Lavi teased.

"Yeah, I did. Thanks again, Lavi." I stood on my toes and gave him a quick peck on the cheek before running to my room for a shower.

I blushed a bit when I recalled that last bit. Why the heck did I encourage him like that? He was a Bookman for crying out loud!

"But you know, diary…I think that…if Lavi really wanted…if he was really serious about it…"

A hand suddenly squeezed my shoulder. "Hey Kasia, whatcha doing?"

I screamed and fell forward on my bed, knocking my golem to the floor.

'O kurde. [3] I forgot to lock the door…Wait. It's only been 4 minutes!'

[1] A one edge saber-like weapon with a curved blade. Szabla is Polish for saber. I posted the links for the szabla and the sheath on my profile though my description has things added to the szabla.

[2] I don't know exactly how to explain it. It's the move you see every so often in anime/manga where the person puts their fist on both sides of your head and starts twisting their fists around. Sort of like a noogie, I guess.

[3] Meaning: "Aw crap."