Title: Toothache
Author: schyra
Rating: ?
Pairings/Characters: Lucia, Haru
Warnings:
Summary: For the sickeningly sweet
Author's Note: omg. Omg. Finally! THE LAST ONE IS DONE!
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029 – Toothache
For the sickeningly sweet
Haru couldn't help but notice that the blonde was acting weird today.
The whole day, it seemed, Lucia was determined to starve himself.
He hadn't drunk anything, except maybe a few sips of water.
He had taken a bite of jammed toast this morning, twitched, and then placed it back down on his plate, not touching it again after that. At lunch, he didn't even look twice at the ever-lengthening queue in the cafeteria.
Haru also noticed something else that was weird: Lucia didn't look bored in class at all. Well, okay, so he did.. the blonde found everything they had to learn boring and trivial and far, far beneath his 'superior intellect' (Haru always giggled when Lucia used those words). But instead of adopting his usual rest-cheek-in-hand posture of supreme laziness, the blonde had just sat back in his seat and fiddled with his pencil.
Strange.
Haru decided to ask him about it.
Strolling up to the blonde, who looked up as he approached, Haru smiled in his usual carefree way. Lucia breathed in greeting. The silverette had to bite the corner of his lip to keep from giggling.
Right, right... back to the topic at hand.
"Lucia... is something wrong?"
A pause, then a slightly annoyed look. Lucia looked away.
Haru blinked.
"...Lucia?"
No response.
….Wait, wait.. so Lucia wasn't going to talk to him now?
"..Luciaaaaa...," Haru called, brow slightly furrowing. Why was he acting so strange~? He bounced on his feet, getting agitated with curiosity. He leaned to the side, trying to see the look in Lucia's eyes.
Lucia avoid his gaze.
Haru's lip quirked. 'Oh, playing hard-to-get, are we? Well, in that case..'
"."
Lucia twitched.
"Don't call me that," he growled lowly.
Haru did a little mental fist-pump.
"Whaaaaaaaaaat's wroooooooooong Luuuucccyyy~~~?"
Again with the drawn out nickname. Lucia twitched harder.
"Go away."
"...Luu-"
Lucia got up to leave. Haru blinked, then quickly threw himself forward into Lucia's lap. Lucia blinked in surprise, suddenly finding himself unable to extricate himself like he'd intended. He glared at the smaller silverette.
"Glory...," he growled again in warning.
Yet, Haru noticed, the warning seemed.. rather 'tight-lipped'.
"What's the matter, Lucia?"
Lucia avoided the honest, concerned gaze boring straight into his eyes, glancing everywhere but straight ahead. It didn't work. Haru just kept staring at him, curiosity and worry in his stubborn gaze. After five minutes, Lucia had to look back at him.
He sighed, finally giving up.
"I don't... wanna talk... about it," he gritted out, a small wince escaping him.
Haru's eyes widened. "Are you.. in pain?"
"No-"
"Lucia, are you hurt?"
"No, I'm telling you it isn't-"
Lucia reared back a little, startled once again, as Haru placed cold hands on either side of his face. Lucia frowned, a small thought working its way in the back of his mind. '..Cold?'
"Where? What happened? Why are you-"
"It's not like that, dammit!," Lucia opened his mouth to say, but as soon as he parted his lips he winced once more as the motion caused a shifting in his jaw.
Haru stared.
"Lucia..."
"...what."
"The reason you didn't eat anything.."
Lucia shifted uncomfortably.
"The reason you didn't drink anything.."
His fingers clenched uneasily on the edge of his seat.
"...Is because you have a toothache?"
Lucia closed his eyes, cursing himself for trying to talk with Haru in his lap. The other teen was so close, of course he would be able to see inside his mouth if he'd opened it.
"..Lucia?"
The blonde snapped his eyes open and into a glare at the mildly amused tone.
"..Shouldn't you go to a dentist?"
"No."
"But doesn't it hurt-"
"It'll go away."
"...No, it won't."
Lucia's frowned deepened, and he moved forward, Haru sliding back and off of his lap to allow the blonde to get up from his seat. Lucia shoved his hands in his pockets and headed towards the door.
"It's nothing."
"...Lucia?"
"Yeah."
"It could become infected. You could get a fever. It might make you sick."
"..It won't."
"...Lucia?"
"What." (Stop making me talk, dammit.)
"You're so stubborn."
Lucia looked over his shoulder at Haru's disapproving gaze, and sighed. His fingers curled around the door's handle.
"Just leave it – UGGHHH!"
Next thing he knew, he was lying on his back, a warm weight on top of him. Haru'd tackled him. The little brat! Lucia glared. Hard.
Haru, unfazed, was grinning.
"Well, if you won't go to the dentist, let me get rid of it for you."
"What do you mean by- AFAHUFHUIAGEGQW!"
Opening his mouth had been a big mistake, Lucia soon found out, as half way through his sentence he found Haru's hands in his mouth. Frantically he tried to push him away, but Haru managed to dodge his hands while straddling him, surprisingly able to keep him pinned despite being the lighter of them both. Ignoring Lucia's garbled curses, protests and insults, his fingers at last felt their way to one of Lucia's right molars. Haru licked his lips, feeling along the side for- there! A sharp edge where there shouldn't be! Pressing his fingers on either side of the troublesome tooth, Haru pulled.
Lucia howled as the tooth was ripped free without warning, and bucked the silverette off of his waist. He immediately got up onto his knees, one hand over his mouth. He felt around with his tongue... then spat out a glob of blood and saliva onto the floor. He snarled in distaste at the metallic flavour in his mouth.
He looked at Haru to see the silverette propping himself up from the floor. Haru looked up at him and grinned, holding up one bloodied, large molar, with a round, dark spot where a cavity was located.
"Got it."
Lucia snarled.
Haru stared down at the tooth in his hand, the grin fading into a smile. "Wow, Lucia.. I thought you took pretty good care of your teeth." Lucia grumbled in response.
"So, what are you gonna do with it?"
"What?," Lucia looked at him in confusion.
"Your tooth. What'cha gonna do with it?"
Lucia waved his hand in the air disparately. "Just throw it away, moron!"
Haru pouted. "Aw, but that's such a waste!"
"... It's just a tooth."
"No it's not! 'Tis a noble piece of enamel."
"..."
"It's served you dutifully, grinding thy bread into digestible pieces! Until it got sick."
Lucia rolled his eyes and sighed.
"...I should keep it."
The blonde blinked. "...What?"
"Keep it. You know.. I could probably make a necklace of it!"
"...Glory."
"I have some nice twine at home.. maybe a chain? Nah, twine sounds good. Matches the texture."
"Glory."
"I could bore holes in its sides.. maybe on either side of the cavity. And I could add more holes or paint some spots or something, to make a face.. "
"Glory. That's gross."
"A frowny face, like yours, because you always act like something crawled up your-"
"Glory!"
"But it'd be awesome!"
"...No."
Haru looked slightly put out.
"..I'm not having something that's been in my mouth for several years around your neck."
"..Still think it'd make a cool necklace."
Lucia dragged a hand down his face and groaned. "Whatever," he said, spitting out more red saliva.
"Maybe I can put it in my box."
"...Your what?"
"My teething box. It's where all my teeth go after they're out."
Lucia stared at Haru with an incredulous look on his face.
"...What?"
"Glory, that's DISGUSTING."
"Hey, I can't just throw them away! They used to be. PART. Of my FACE. INSIDE OF MY HEAD! The tooth fairy is a cheapo swindler anyway... can you believe he only pays twenty cents for front teeth?"
Haru crossed his arms and frowned. "Really, he should be ashamed. Ripping off little children."
Lucia stared, and stared, until the taste of his blood built up and he had to spit onto the floor once more. "...Whatever," he finally gave and pushed himself onto his feet. He needed to go to the bathroom and rinse out his mouth or something.. maybe get a drink.
"Does it hurt?"
"What?" Lucia turned back around.
"Does it still hurt?" Haru asked again, eyes once again concerned.
"...No."
Haru flashed an ecstatic smile. "Great!" Lucia smiled... just a little. 'Sometimes, this kid can be so... sweet."
"..You know, if I put your tooth in my box, I wonder if I can find it again."
"...Leaving now." And Haru got up and followed him out of the empty classroom and down into the corridor.
"..I probably could. Because it'd have a different colour. Maybe."
"Glory."
"And it'd be larger than mine. Maybe."
"Just drop it, Glory."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"And it'd exude an aura of evil."
Cue one long-suffering sigh.
END.
