A/N- Holy shizzle. It's been soo long since I've updated! School's been in the way far too long. So, here's an update. Sorry lovelies! I hope you enjoy and thank you all for sticking with this drabble series for these couple of years!

The Fan

She sighed at the afternoon's heat waves within the air. By God the Order had been so wretchedly hot on this summer day. She silently swore to herself that it must have been the hottest day of the year thus far. Desperate, she found herself rummaging through her brother's office trying to find some sort of paper fan. They were from China after all, and the last one she had brought back from home as a little girl was nowhere in sight. Perhaps misplaced, she hoped.

The fan she had brought back from her native China was no ordinary fan, it was her favorite. As a little girl, she would enjoy a cold drink and wave her fan for a sweet breeze. The texture and the small pink flowers and the beautiful sword painted on the cooling device were a plus to the lovely gentle winds it produced. She scratched her head in an attempt to figure where to look next. Her possession was obviously not in her room, at least not what she recalled. Making a mental note to check her brother's actual room later, the window of the office caught her eyes. And most certainly a question arose to her mind, Why is Kanda outside in this heat?

Sighing, she flapped her hands towards her face in an attempt for slight refuge against the high temperature. She slowly walked towards her room and slipped her sandals on. The motivation to go outside and give Kanda some water or something cold of that sort was beginning to seem like a mission impossible. Quickly wiping sweat off her forehead, she figured it must have been ten times as worse outside. So, determination was set on her flushed face. She was going to go out into that desert and hand her friend some water before he passed out. It was just something she believed she should do.

As soon as she made it out to the courtyard, it was no surprise Kanda had been slashing away at innocent trees with his katana. He had been blindfolded, most likely due to it being just one of those days he trusted his instinct. Before she knew it, his katana had been pointed towards her, in a fighting stance. Her eyes widened and she wished he wouldn't blindfold himself, looking all dangerous with his sight gone. His muscles had become more defined, she noted as she watched his chest expand and compress with deep breaths. He lowered Muugen's blade to the ground and undid his blindfold. "Why are you out here?" he bluntly asked as he took a quick glance at the cup in her right hand.

"I'm here to give you some water! I don't care how tough you are; you can pass out in this heat! You're sweating all your body's water!" She scolded while placing the cold glass filled with water in his hand.

He mumbled a few words, but he ended up chugging the water. He noted that she wasn't her usual cheerful self. Maybe it was the heat he thought, or possibly something was actually wrong. She appeared somewhat troubled. "Is he here again?" At his question, she lifted her eyes from her blank stare at the ground. She smiled, and mumbled a no. Now he was puzzled. "Then what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, I just misplaced something." She turned towards the Order's doors, and began to walk, stopping once to look back at Kanda, who had already continued his training. She sighed and made her way back to her room, figuring she wasn't going to find her fan anytime soon. It was just simply not an ordinary fan. When she came from China, the fan was blank. It was painted by her and her first friend in the Order. Plopping herself on her bed, she curled up and shut her eyes. It had been a long and sweaty day. Rest was appreciated as soon as she could get over the sticky feeling of the hot and humid day.

The next morning started off warm. She quickly awoke at the sound of birds singing their morning song. Stretching, her eyes widened as she stared at the person watching her. 'K-kanda! What are you doing in here?" she felt her cheeks burn in embarrassment, as she quickly covered them. 'Does this boy ever wear a shirt anymore?' flowed through her mind.

Her pink tinted cheeks had not gone unnoticed by him. Playing along, he said, "It's a warm day." He trailed off his sentence and pulled out a fan, waving air towards her. To her surprise, it had been the fan she had been looking for. Shocked, she gasped, "My fan! I thought it was lost!"

"It's my fan too." He bluntly said. He handed it to her, and found himself at a peak of a smile, but he resisted. "I didn't know you kept it." She grinned at his statement, "Of course I did! We painted it together on a hot day like yesterday years ago! Why wouldn't I have kept it? It's simply beautiful!" He felt a slight tint of pink rise upon his face at her grin. Quickly finding his posture again, he added, "Quit misplacing your things."

Her grin hadn't faded from his comment. He got up from the foot of her bed and headed towards the door back to his room, but she quickly caught up, and to his surprised, hugged him from behind. "Thank you Kanda!" After that was said, she rushed off back into her room to avoid his freaking out towards a hug, which for him was a rare type of thing. As soon as he heard the door shut to her room, he looked back, and silently said aloud, "The simplest things get her so happy…" He shrugged and walked back towards his room to pack his things. Duty called.

A/N- I will try to update more often! Thank you for reading! All of your review's were sweet! Thank you! And keep on reviewing! 3