Disclaimer: I don't own La Corda D'Oro.

OK, so it's been a while since I updated and I'm glad a lot of you loved the idea of Len burning with passion, writing a sappy almost-love letter – in, somewhat, a perverted way. So, I came up with this a few days ago and I hope you like it.

Summary: Len disapproved of the fact that he was stupid but happened to prove that he can be an idiot without knowing all because of one problem.

The Difference between Being Dumb, Flabbergasted, and Confused

Len sat down before the eyes of utter scrutiny, a very girly, pink teacup in his hand, waiting half-patiently and half-annoyed for this man's resolute conclusion, which may actually, for the first time in the history of man's evolution, help him out in this moment of turmoil. He was sure this man knew the answer and he was most undoubtedly sure he was enjoying every second of seeing him irritated and unsettled.

Trust Kanazawa to be so like…well, like himself in every aspect, as if the problem did not exist in the first place.

And he wondered which was more uncanny – his ex-teacher being ridiculously rude and impossibly annoying or the fact that his wife's been acting like another person for the past week, ever since that long night - and only God knows how long it was. And it traumatized him – the sight of vomits, to be more specific, and seeing that girl eat his cooking.

Well, Len here has a problem as mentioned before, needless to say, a big one – to him, at least, because he was more on the solid facts and possible reasons. Knowing this, Kanazawa thought that he might not be able to understand this drastic change in Kahoko and what effects it would do to him - it made him smile...giggle... rather, chortle like a monkey which annoyed the cobalt-haired man to no end.

The only thing Len did understand was that Kanazawa was making him look stupid, which was quite true in a sense, but, Len has a fool when it came to love and marriage and the complex female race. Well the female race, for the most part.

But it wasn't his fault he was 'dumb' in this aspect of basic knowledge, and it wasn't his fault he refused to talk about it with his mother, whom he thought was laughing at him inwardly. Well, something in Misa's smile was irking in a way and it made him strangely uneasy.

It's either she knew quite well or she just enjoyed torturing him mentally. Or she has gone mental and is in need of proper treatment. Honestly, it seemed like it was the latter.

Len drank his tea, taking gulps slowly and calmly, amidst the fact there was an angry mob in his head, ready to burst out and murder Kanazawa for being so conceited due to the fact that he knew very well what the answer was. He said it was the answer to life itself, which Len doubted, obviously, because of how he looked – he looked like a hippy, in Len's opinion and he doesn't actually just give out his trust to everyone, let alone a hippy of his kind. His wife was another story.

Kanazawa yawned, twirling a wisp of his grayish pink hair with his calloused finger, looking absolutely self-important and, needless to say, big-headed.

But anyone in the right mind would think the same and for worst case scenarios, chortle loudly and hit him violently and jokingly on the back, not caring even if he coughs out blood…and his breakfast.

"Kanazawa, are you going to sit there and wait until that big head of yours crushes you…and me or are you going to tell me what the answer is?" he spoke in his sharp tongue, sharp enough to beat Harry Potter in a poking contest – his tongue versus his magic stick.

"You mean you haven't even made a simple guess? Didn't you graduate from university with top marks?" he said, raising an eyebrow, conceited as well in its own right.

"Are you telling me I'm stupid?" Len flinched, gritting his teeth. "No, no – it's just that I thought that you would know Kahoko well since you two have been married for a year – well, females, in general. What I'm trying to say is there's a difference between being stupid, flabbergasted and confused."

Len looked quite annoyed. And then he spoke.

"So I'm categorized under stupid, right?"

"No – confused, yes. Stupid, maybe." Kanazawa laughed, Len stared and stared and stared. One could tell he was serious and if he says he'll kill you right now, prepare your last will and coffin…and a wet tissue to wipe the blood.

"You humor me so much that I need a container to keep my mirth. Do me a favor and kill yourself."

"Ok, do you want to hear it or not?" Kanazawa turned serious and lapped his fingers whilst Len looked at him with the same dull expression that spelled 'is that a rhetorical question?' down to the letter.

"OK," Kanazawa began, taking a deep breath in as he scratched his chin, mulling over the easiest ways to say it without perplexing the young man, seeing as he was 'new' to this.

Len began sipping his cup – and quite frankly, this was the worst time to drink tea. And Kanazawa pretty much figured out that there never existed an easy way to break it to a man who defied the laws of miracles – kind of – and a man who was never really useful in the kitchen.

He gulped and brewed himself for the worst – be it a fainted Len or ten fingers wrapped around his neck, slowly crushing his it with the owner asking 'what do you mean!?' Either those two or Len will accept it, somehow, and God he hoped it was the last one.

He took in a deep breath.

He scrunched up his nose a bit.

And he put away any object that might cause his untimely death.

"Kahoko's pregnant. Congratulations."

Len dropped his teacup and spat – scratch that – sprayed the tea in his mouth all over kanazawa, who, in response, used his hand as a squeegee to swab those specks of tea on his face. "Was I too straightforward?"

Len's lip twitched in sync with the twitching of his left eye. His mouth was agape and 'WTF' was written all over his face.

And Kanazawa sighed, trying to figure out of Len was flabbergasted, confused, or just dumb. Quite frankly, he thought it was the latter.

—End

I bargain an update for some reviews. Do it or else. No updates until… some time in the future. Quite frankly, I haven't written anything for a few weeks. I'm so glad I was able to write a bit! Oh and updates might be a little...you know... and I just got sick. Yep, I'm sick - literally - and I'm still writing. My head's been aching for a few days and I still went through 8-9 hours of studying, now I'm typing for the sake of those who want to see the next story. Anyway, if you want to make me feel better and have another update soon, review. It's like the writer's salary for all the writing...in my perspective. Ciao.