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ENJOOOOOOOY~ XDDDD
Title: (For Now, just Art Project Annoyance? Though it might change later in the future when we turn this into an actual fic)
Players:a1y_puff As Allen, and harmony283 as Kanda and Lavi.
Fandom: D. Gray-Man
Characters: Kanda, Allen, Lavi.
Genre: Friendshippy?
Warning: This is just a piece of my RP withharmony283. The RP itself is now SIXTY something pages. Not including the mini-RP we based on this one but in the future-setting when Allen and Kanda are already together. But here, they haven't gotten anywhere. Even after 60 pages. Yeah, sue us.
If you read the bits of RPs I posted before (the nose-kissing ones) well. That's from the mini-RP, so this is waaaay before those.
Brief Summary: So anyway, the setting. This is an AU. They're in high school and Kanda and Allen just so happened to be in the same art class, in which they got paired up. So in order to finish a project, Kanda is forced to bring Allen to his home.
Basically what happened before this is--Allen fell, Allen fell again, Allen bumped his head--so yeah Kanda's not very happy. And oh did I mention an accidental kiss? Huhu~ Well then.
This is what happens when Lavi gets involved >D
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“Hey Yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, barging in now!~” Kanda didn’t even have the time to get the fucking ice before he heard the front door slam open and there--/there/ was Lavi in all his Saturday-Afternoon Glory. Mainly bandana (which he was never allowed to wear at school. Stupid teachers and thinking heaven forbid /Bandana’s meant you were in a fucking gang/), jeans that hugged a little tighter than probably necessary, and a shirt that sort of road up. Just a little. Kanda wanted to bang his head against the nearest surface but Lavi would have prevented that somehow anyway.
“What are you doing here?” Wait, wasn’t he supposed to be getting /ice/? Why the fuck did he run into the living room like some sort of crisis happened?
Lavi rose an inquisitive eyebrow, “…Why do ya /think/? You send me crazy texts last night, then ya say that poor Allen-tan is here! Y’can’t expect me to /not/ come and check on the kid!” He turned to face Allen who was…gaping…just a little, on the couch. Like he hadn’t fucking expected this, “Looks like y’aren’t dead though, but –jeez, what happened to your leg? /Ankle/.” He moved forward to kneel next to the couch, but instead of immediately grabbing his foot, he gave Allen a questioning look. He didn’t reach out to touch until Allen gave a hesitant nod and /that’s/ when Kanda realized it.
Fuck. Why hadn’t he /noticed/ it before? (or okay yes he had but he never thought much /of/ it). Did Lavi always wait to touch Allen? Did he /never/ surprise glomp him? What the…hell?
But Lavi was already inspecting the ankle, hissing a little in sympathy, “Y’were going to get ice weren’t ya, Yuu?” Kanda nodded, “Y’might wanna get that too and…I know y’don’t have Tylenol or any o’that crap around but –”
“He isn’t taking another one of those—”
Lavi smiled, just a tad goofily, just a tad tiredly, “Nah, no Yuu, y’probably already figured out that took him for a whirl.” He reached out again, and patted Allen on the head, softly, slowly, so Allen could /see/ what he was doing, “But y’ve got like 10 pharmacies in the city limits. I’m sure y’can buy a small bottle of /something/. I mean jeez.” He dropped his hand from Allen’s head and stood, “If you’re gonna have guests over y’try not to hurt ‘em y’know? But since you epically fail at that the least y’can do is make sure you make ‘em feel /better/.”
"Ah, this wasn't really Kanda's fault," Allen piped in, and in a smaller voice laced with embarrassment, "I just...tripped...a few times."
Then, he looked up and gave Lavi a stare from head-to-toe again, and said, "You have quite a... /interesting/ fashion sense." Because really? Allen had never seen him dressed like this. And judging from Kanda not reacting to that, this must be what Lavi always look like off-school.
Lavi gave Allen a skeptical look at that, but shrugged it off, “If you say so.” Then he grinned, “Glad y’like my taste in clothes,” He adjusted the bandana slightly and stood, “I guess this’d be the first time we’ve hung out on the weekend, eh? You usually always say you’re busy, so…” He trailed off, curiously, but when Allen didn’t quite meet his eye he turned to Kanda, “You sure you didn’t push him down a flight of stairs?”
Kanda growled, “/No./ How the fuck did you get here anyway?”
“Bus.”
Kanda sighed /Of course/. Hadn’t he told /Allen/ the bus ran by here?
“An’ before y’go askin’ if I snuck out or not. I didn’t. Jiji knows where I am and what I’m doin…just gotta pick him up some arthritis meds since he assumed I was goin’ t’the drug store.” He flopped down on the couch and stretched his legs across the coffee table, “What’cha doin here anyway, Sprout?”
As if Kanda hadn’t already /told/ him. But fuck that. He was getting ice now, and /ignoring/ them. Right. The Moyashi could explain if he wanted to.
"I'm here for the art project. I got paired up with Kanda and--it was hard enough to get him to cooperate," he muttered, frowning a little. Then, he added, "And I'm /not/ a sprout," Allen complained, but of course, Lavi just grinned and slowly reached out a hand to ruffle his hair.
Lavi always did that, didn't he? Allen was grateful that the redhead seemed to--/understand/ his condition. But that also meant that Lavi /knew/ something was /wrong/ with him.
Sometimes, it made him a little uncomfortable.
"So," he started conversationally, "I remember you said once that you lived with your grandpa. How is he?"
Lavi raised an eyebrow and leaned back, titling his head to the side just a tad…as if thinking about it was…well. Yeah maybe it was a bit painful, but, “He’s doin’ good. For bein’ the old man that ‘e is.” At Allen’s confused stare he elaborated, “He’s 88. Still considers ‘imself in the prime of life. Only thing botherin’ him is his height and his arthritis.” He cracked a smile then, bringing his fingers back to play with Allen’s hair, “’sides that…how the heck did ya get paired up with /Kanda/. Does the art teacher /want/ ya ta die?”
Before Allen could answer, though, Kanda came back with an icepack and a towel, “What do you think?” He ground out handing off the icepack immediately before sitting on one of the other three couches, “the Moyashi can’t even /draw/.”
Allen wrapped the ice with the towel, and applied them to his swollen ankle. He hissed, but at Kanda's words, made an attempt to scowl at him. "Well excuse me for my lack of talent in the drawing field. But that was why I /asked/ you to /teach me/."
“And all you could draw even /with/ help is a fucking stick figure with hair.” Kanda snorted, leaning back against the cushions and closing his eyes. “wonder why I even fucking tried to begin with.” What he hadn’t counted on (or belatedly /remembered/) was a certain redhaired idiot and the questions he definitely /was/ going to ask.
Which yes, yes he did ask them, “Wait…/what/?” Lavi looked between them eye widening, “You…actually taught him?” He paused, “/Tried/ to teach him?” Kanda shrugged and Allen nervously laughed, “No way in shitting /hell/ you actually—I wanna see this.”
“No.”
“Pleaaaaaaaaaase?”
“Fuck no.”
Lavi pouted, “Meanie. And to think I was gonna give you…/that/.”
“There’s nothing you have that I would want—or /need/. So don’t even try it.” Kanda ground out, not even sparing Lavi a bat of an eyelash. They’d been through this—how many times again? It was almost laughable (if he actually laughed for once).
“But, but—it worked /last/ time.”
“Only because you got lucky.”
“Yuu’s meannn.” Suddenly Lavi turned to Allen, “Isn’t Yuu a meanie?”
Allen smiled at Lavi at that, although he felt like his smile couldn't get wide enough. Huh?
"Yeah, well," Allen used a light-hearted tone, "He hasn't attempted to castrate you for using his first name, so maybe not so much?"
And that's true. If they were at school, Lavi would've gotten beaten up for it, but Allen noticed that Lavi had been using that name and Kanda hadn't even batted an eyelid.
...and they seemed so comfortable with each other. So...close. And somehow, Allen felt a little jealous, and he didn't even know why.
He wrote it off as envy because he never got a chance to have such close friends.
Deciding to not dwell on the thoughts, Allen bent down to ice his ankle again--and hissed.
Damn, it still hurt.
And that caught Lavi’s attention faster than the scathing undertone of his voice had. He quickly glanced at Kanda, who was still pretending not to notice and sighed, “Hey, hey y’need to elevate it a bit better. I think I kinda took your legs spot so,” He reached out, pausing to glance at Allen again, before touching his leg as gently as he could, motioning for him to swing his legs over, “I’ll do it, howz about that?”
Allen didn’t look too /pleased/ about the constant contact, but …well, the only other choice was to move and /that/would look bad. After everything. “So’re you two gonna just stay here for the rest of the day?” He paused, “err I mean after going t’get pain killers and crap?” I mean...staying around the house's gotta be boring and, oh hey!” He flashed a grin wider than Kanda was necessarily comfortable with--he stiffened immediately and growled, "You're hurt so ...well, I know a few places we could go--that...err injured people go to to have fun, but...you too, Allen~"
"Thank you, Lavi," Allen said and winced occasionally as Lavi pressed the ice gently to his ankle.
"And if--if this gets better, I would love to--go someplace, actually. Didn't get to--have fun for quite a while, so..." he realized he was probably making a weird face now, so he quickly changed the topic. "What do you have in mind?"
“Huwah, well, what…was that place called?” Lavi turned to Kanda and narrowed his eyes, “It was some place…uh…”
“T’ello’s Tavern.”
“Right! Right.” Allen’s eyes widened, “No, no for all it sounds like a bar…it isn’t. It’s pretty damn awesome though.” He grinned a little wide, “They give away door prizes, actually have decent music, mellow atmosphere. It’s a place for people younger than 30 to hang out without getting…” His voice fell flat a little, and he laughed then, nervously, “yeah.”
Kanda promptly shot him a dirty look.
Allen pondered a little, but then, if it wasn't a bar or any other shady place, then why not?
"The place sounds... interesting. I'd like to try going there," Allen paused to glance at his ankle still being tended to by Lavi, "If I got better..."
Then he turned to Kanda and asked, "You're coming too, right?"
For some reason, Allen wanted to make sure Kanda was. Because--well. Just /because/.
“Tch of course I am,” That earned him a raised eyebrow but Lavi knew when to keep his mouth shut and now was one such time, “I’m the driver…the bus doesn’t go that far and—”
“It’s a place where injured people /can/ go too. It’s very friendly towards people like that. ‘Specially those who get beat up a lot by jocks and stuff.” Kanda set Lavi another dirty look and Lavi shrugged, “So it’s a cool place to hang out for nerds.” He leaned in close and ruffled Allen’s hair again, bumping noses—foreheads—“So yeah. It’s interesting.” But he had this sparkle in his eye that said so much more, and maybe it was making the atmosphere just a little…heavier than needed but Kanda was promptly ignoring it.
Because he was good at ignoring things.
Sometimes, Allen decided, he really didn't know what to make of Lavi. The way he always seemed to know /not/ to just go and touch him without warning, but once he felt it safe enough, he'd go /this/ far in invading his personal space.
Although really, Allen never felt the redhead to have any...bad intentions. He couldn't even feel Lavi being interested in him in /that way/--he'd know if that was the case. He could see lust in people's eyes.
Allen just shrugged it off as Lavi being /Lavi/, but that didn't mean he was comfortable with such proximity.
"Umm..." Allen started, "Can you not...do that? My--forehead. Hurts."
Because he'd bumped it against the wall in the bathroom earlier. And while it didn't hurt much anymore, it was the only reason he could find to pull away from Lavi without sounding rude. Or awkward.
And it worked, somehow, Kanda straightened just a little because he'd heard that tone of voice before...not that he cared enough to pay attention, no. Lavi on the other hand was quick to move away, no questions asked but for simple curiosity, "Christ your head too?" He backed away enough just to touch his forehead with his fingers--lightly, "Jeez what's with you today? You aren't normally that clumsy." Allen growled and Lavi laughed, "Yuu, you're really really bad at having guests over, y'know that?"
Kanda simply snorted, "Don't blame me for the Moyashi's clumsiness. It's his fault."
Oh...so now they were playing the blame-game?
Allen forgot his discomfort in an instant in his attempt to scowl at Kanda. "Excuse me? If you had attempted to be just /a little/ gentler when you tried to help me up after I trip for the first time, my leg might not hurt that bad and caused me to trip for the rest of my stay here."
Then he saw something flashed in kanda's eyes that made him feel guilty saying it. After all, hadn't Kanda been /nice/ to him this whole time? In his own way?
"I--uh..."
"You what?" Kanda ground out and even Lavi flinched, "Tch whose fault was it that you tripped in the first place?" Oh wait, that might have had to do with the lights going off. But like hell it would have a normal reason.
"Ouchie Yuu, I think that was a bit--" Kanda glared and Lavi pouted, "M'just sayin'--sounds like it's both your faults so...why don't'cha kiss n'make up, y'know?" Kanda's eyes widened and --and--
Allen blushed?
"Eh? Allen? You okay there bud? I was...just kiddin', y'know?"
Allen got even redder, because---they /had/ kissed just a few minutes ago. Accidentally and--Allen chanted in his head that it didn't /count/ but--why was he so embarrassed, and why was his heart beating so fast?
Lavi was looking at him suspiciously now, and he squirmed and--"That didn't count!" he blurted out.
He promptly snapped his mouth shut once he realized what he just said because--damn, /Lavi/ just had that effect on him, sometimes. It's scary.
But that's not the problem now, dammit.
"Wait...what?" Lavi's eye widened as he looked from Allen (who was very much not looking at him) to Kanda then back again, "....What...just....huh?"
And Kanda, well, he was a whole another story entirely. His eyes narrowed and if he'd had something easily accessible to throw at the time he would have easily thrown it. But as it stood he settled for a glare. A very pointed glare, "It was an accident."
"/What/ was an accident?"
"You know."
Lavi blinked, "/Do/ I Yuu-chan?" Kanda rolled his eyes, "Cuz you aren't exactly...y'know...being /clear/."
"Do I fucking need to be?"
Allen looked like he just wanted them to both shut up. But with Lavi's incessant questions and Kanda's refusal to ...admit anything, well. That wasn't happening.
"Yeah Yuu, I think y'do." Lavi snapped, eying Allen worriedly, "I mean...what..." then realization hit, "/Oh/. You mean you--?"
"Shut up." Lavi glared at Kanda, Kanda glared right back. "You don't need to fucking /say/ it."
"But Yuu! Y'just took Allen's first /kiss/! Of course it's a big--"
Screw not throwing anything deadly. Kanda grabbed the nearest pillow and chucked it at Lavi's head.
"As I said, that did /not/ count," Alen said again, crossing his arms in a defensive pose and not feeling the slightest bit of sympathy for Lavi who was getting beaten by a stupid pillow. Then, in a smaller voice, he grumbled, "If it did, then it would've been my--tenth or something. All without my consent. Bloody hell."
Why he couldn't just dismissed it like the others, though, he didn't know.
He also didn't know that Lavi and Kanda just /so/ happened to have sharp ears.
"What?" Now that had gotten Lavi's attention. And Kanda's (but only because Lavi stopped--he liked to say), "Woah, woah, woah who's the lucky fella who got the other 9?" Allen stiffened immediately and, well, looked akin to a choking dog (or so Kanda thought).
Allen’s eyes shift, a grimace shown o his face instead of a blush—but he didn’t even realize he was making that face. “They were—not guys. All girls--/women/,” Allen began in a small voice, then sighing, he continued, “The—“ /whores/ “Women that Cross brought home. I think a couple of them got a few,” his brows furrowed in thought, but really, he couldn’t quite remember. Maybe because he had chosen not to.
“Whatever. It’s not a big deal, yeah?” Allen was smiling now, the smile he used when he wanted to fool people, although it might be futile seeing both Lavi and (surprisingly) Kanda were quite observant, but there was no harm in trying, right?
“Righhhht,” Lavi frowned, “I’d say I’m jealous but y’look like you’re chokin’ on the very air ya /breathe/ sprout.” Maybe now wasn’t the time for nickname, but he’d try, at least.
“He brought home…that many?” He added as an afterthought—
But then he had a pillow chucked at his head, “And this fucking matters /because/? It didn’t count—they didn’t count. So fucking what?” And maybe, Lavi thought in mild awe, sometimes they were saved by Kanda’s bluntness.
He just didn’t know if that was a good thing or not.
Allen didn’t realize he was—well, as Lavi put it--/choking/ on the air. He thought after all those years, he wouldn’t have this kind of reaction anymore, especially since all those women did was /kissing/ him—and maybe a little bit of groping, but nothing as bad as—/no/. He should /not/ follow that train of thought. Stop right there, Allen.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, held it for five seconds before releasing—like he always did when he needed to calm himself down—and repeated the process again, and again.
And when he was finally calm, he opened his eyes again—to find Kanda and (especially) Lavi staring at him.
“Uhh…”
You.../sure/ you're okay sprout?" Lavi asked, and this time even Kanda couldn't blame him for being worried. Hell...this was just...a little /disturbing/ actually. "Err I mean...yeah y'did look like
you'd rather /not/ talk about it but ...uhm..." He trailed off looking at Kanda. Kanda didn't look back.
The pillow trick might not work but fuck it all. This was getting plain weird now.
And suddenly there was a pillow flying through the air all while Allen stared at them dumbly. --Hitting him right in the face. No qualms, no comments just--a stare. Then a belated action--then--
"PILLOW FIGHT~" Lavi sounded way too happy about it.
“W-what?” Allen gaped, mouth opening and closing as he stared at Lavi who was grinning like crazy and Kanda who was eyeing the redhead like he was the most idiotic person in the whole world.
But the pillow to his face did hurt a bit—especially when it hit his nose—and Allen frowned, grabbed the nearest pillow and /threw/.
…only to have Lavi ducking and the pillow ended up hitting /Kanda/.
Well. Shit.
Well. Kanda hadn’t expected /that/. Not in the least. And. Well. He growled low in his throat and—
Tossed the pillow right back. This time it hit /Lavi/. Lavi who tossed it immediately at Allen, who tossed it right back. /What was he doing/? Kanda was almost glad that Tiedoll and
Daisya had /left/.
Almost like he was glad that…that this was normal.
Fuck –this was /normal/ wasn’t it?
“Christ you’re an idiot.” He wasn’t sure who he was speaking to, but Lavi answered—
“That we are! But you /looooove/ us don’t you? Right Allen? Righhhht?”
Allen stared at Lavi, and then to Kanda who--had his hairs sticking out of the ponytail due to the pillows and--
He laughed. Just like that. Bending down to clutch at his stomach and snickering helplessly, not only because of Kanda's always-perfect hair being out of place but also because--this is so stupid. /They/ are so /stupid/.
But it felt good, and he felt like the weights had been lifted off his shoulder and--
"Yeah, he does. He loves us /so much/."
Because otherwise, Kanda would have kicked them both out of his house.
Kanda never really thought much about why he did things. He did them because he wanted to do them. No questions asked, no motives revealed. He didn't give a flying fuck most of the time. Note: /most of/ as in...now he was wodnering what on earth possessed him to even let these two /into his home/.
Oh wait. Lavi barged in and Allen was forced on him due to a project. Right.
"Tch," he reached up and tugged his hair tie out, not even bothering when Lavi--goddammit /whistled/ at him--
"Strip show, strip show?~" And Allen could die of laughter for all /he/ cared. He wasn't fucking dealing with this.
"Remind me again /who/ is the one who's driving you both to town later?" He seethed, and almost immediately the laughing stopped. Only to start up again a second later. Kanda let out a low growl and whapped them both on the head as he walked by (he wasn't fixing his hair /here/ in front of them. Hell no he wasn't giving them something /else/ to laugh about). He blatantly ignored the cries of pain as he reached the guest bathroom--and promptly slammed the door shut.
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Notes: The summary (except the first paragraph) was given byharmony283. Also, although in this RP she contributted a lot (Well, DUH it's an RP!) she told me to say that this is strictly my birthday gift to you, hakasha, because she has prepared a fic for you herself (which is more awesome instead of just me copy-pasting this stuff XD) So yeah
HAPPY BIRTHDAY AGAAAAIIIINhakasha!!!
P.S: This RP is still ongoing, and honestly, me and Mandy haven't seen the end so far, so yeah. You can expect more of these scraps. Aaaand maybe someday we'll actually turn this into a real fic :D
hakasha, this is my birthday gift to you. ENJOOOOOOOY~ XDDDD
Title: (For Now, just Art Project Annoyance? Though it might change later in the future when we turn this into an actual fic)
Players:
a1y_puff As Allen, and harmony283 as Kanda and Lavi.Fandom: D. Gray-Man
Characters: Kanda, Allen, Lavi.
Genre: Friendshippy?
Warning: This is just a piece of my RP with
harmony283. The RP itself is now SIXTY something pages. Not including the mini-RP we based on this one but in the future-setting when Allen and Kanda are already together. But here, they haven't gotten anywhere. Even after 60 pages. Yeah, sue us.If you read the bits of RPs I posted before (the nose-kissing ones) well. That's from the mini-RP, so this is waaaay before those.
Brief Summary: So anyway, the setting. This is an AU. They're in high school and Kanda and Allen just so happened to be in the same art class, in which they got paired up. So in order to finish a project, Kanda is forced to bring Allen to his home.
Basically what happened before this is--Allen fell, Allen fell again, Allen bumped his head--so yeah Kanda's not very happy. And oh did I mention an accidental kiss? Huhu~ Well then.
This is what happens when Lavi gets involved >D
“Hey Yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, barging in now!~” Kanda didn’t even have the time to get the fucking ice before he heard the front door slam open and there--/there/ was Lavi in all his Saturday-Afternoon Glory. Mainly bandana (which he was never allowed to wear at school. Stupid teachers and thinking heaven forbid /Bandana’s meant you were in a fucking gang/), jeans that hugged a little tighter than probably necessary, and a shirt that sort of road up. Just a little. Kanda wanted to bang his head against the nearest surface but Lavi would have prevented that somehow anyway.
“What are you doing here?” Wait, wasn’t he supposed to be getting /ice/? Why the fuck did he run into the living room like some sort of crisis happened?
Lavi rose an inquisitive eyebrow, “…Why do ya /think/? You send me crazy texts last night, then ya say that poor Allen-tan is here! Y’can’t expect me to /not/ come and check on the kid!” He turned to face Allen who was…gaping…just a little, on the couch. Like he hadn’t fucking expected this, “Looks like y’aren’t dead though, but –jeez, what happened to your leg? /Ankle/.” He moved forward to kneel next to the couch, but instead of immediately grabbing his foot, he gave Allen a questioning look. He didn’t reach out to touch until Allen gave a hesitant nod and /that’s/ when Kanda realized it.
Fuck. Why hadn’t he /noticed/ it before? (or okay yes he had but he never thought much /of/ it). Did Lavi always wait to touch Allen? Did he /never/ surprise glomp him? What the…hell?
But Lavi was already inspecting the ankle, hissing a little in sympathy, “Y’were going to get ice weren’t ya, Yuu?” Kanda nodded, “Y’might wanna get that too and…I know y’don’t have Tylenol or any o’that crap around but –”
“He isn’t taking another one of those—”
Lavi smiled, just a tad goofily, just a tad tiredly, “Nah, no Yuu, y’probably already figured out that took him for a whirl.” He reached out again, and patted Allen on the head, softly, slowly, so Allen could /see/ what he was doing, “But y’ve got like 10 pharmacies in the city limits. I’m sure y’can buy a small bottle of /something/. I mean jeez.” He dropped his hand from Allen’s head and stood, “If you’re gonna have guests over y’try not to hurt ‘em y’know? But since you epically fail at that the least y’can do is make sure you make ‘em feel /better/.”
"Ah, this wasn't really Kanda's fault," Allen piped in, and in a smaller voice laced with embarrassment, "I just...tripped...a few times."
Then, he looked up and gave Lavi a stare from head-to-toe again, and said, "You have quite a... /interesting/ fashion sense." Because really? Allen had never seen him dressed like this. And judging from Kanda not reacting to that, this must be what Lavi always look like off-school.
Lavi gave Allen a skeptical look at that, but shrugged it off, “If you say so.” Then he grinned, “Glad y’like my taste in clothes,” He adjusted the bandana slightly and stood, “I guess this’d be the first time we’ve hung out on the weekend, eh? You usually always say you’re busy, so…” He trailed off, curiously, but when Allen didn’t quite meet his eye he turned to Kanda, “You sure you didn’t push him down a flight of stairs?”
Kanda growled, “/No./ How the fuck did you get here anyway?”
“Bus.”
Kanda sighed /Of course/. Hadn’t he told /Allen/ the bus ran by here?
“An’ before y’go askin’ if I snuck out or not. I didn’t. Jiji knows where I am and what I’m doin…just gotta pick him up some arthritis meds since he assumed I was goin’ t’the drug store.” He flopped down on the couch and stretched his legs across the coffee table, “What’cha doin here anyway, Sprout?”
As if Kanda hadn’t already /told/ him. But fuck that. He was getting ice now, and /ignoring/ them. Right. The Moyashi could explain if he wanted to.
"I'm here for the art project. I got paired up with Kanda and--it was hard enough to get him to cooperate," he muttered, frowning a little. Then, he added, "And I'm /not/ a sprout," Allen complained, but of course, Lavi just grinned and slowly reached out a hand to ruffle his hair.
Lavi always did that, didn't he? Allen was grateful that the redhead seemed to--/understand/ his condition. But that also meant that Lavi /knew/ something was /wrong/ with him.
Sometimes, it made him a little uncomfortable.
"So," he started conversationally, "I remember you said once that you lived with your grandpa. How is he?"
Lavi raised an eyebrow and leaned back, titling his head to the side just a tad…as if thinking about it was…well. Yeah maybe it was a bit painful, but, “He’s doin’ good. For bein’ the old man that ‘e is.” At Allen’s confused stare he elaborated, “He’s 88. Still considers ‘imself in the prime of life. Only thing botherin’ him is his height and his arthritis.” He cracked a smile then, bringing his fingers back to play with Allen’s hair, “’sides that…how the heck did ya get paired up with /Kanda/. Does the art teacher /want/ ya ta die?”
Before Allen could answer, though, Kanda came back with an icepack and a towel, “What do you think?” He ground out handing off the icepack immediately before sitting on one of the other three couches, “the Moyashi can’t even /draw/.”
Allen wrapped the ice with the towel, and applied them to his swollen ankle. He hissed, but at Kanda's words, made an attempt to scowl at him. "Well excuse me for my lack of talent in the drawing field. But that was why I /asked/ you to /teach me/."
“And all you could draw even /with/ help is a fucking stick figure with hair.” Kanda snorted, leaning back against the cushions and closing his eyes. “wonder why I even fucking tried to begin with.” What he hadn’t counted on (or belatedly /remembered/) was a certain redhaired idiot and the questions he definitely /was/ going to ask.
Which yes, yes he did ask them, “Wait…/what/?” Lavi looked between them eye widening, “You…actually taught him?” He paused, “/Tried/ to teach him?” Kanda shrugged and Allen nervously laughed, “No way in shitting /hell/ you actually—I wanna see this.”
“No.”
“Pleaaaaaaaaaase?”
“Fuck no.”
Lavi pouted, “Meanie. And to think I was gonna give you…/that/.”
“There’s nothing you have that I would want—or /need/. So don’t even try it.” Kanda ground out, not even sparing Lavi a bat of an eyelash. They’d been through this—how many times again? It was almost laughable (if he actually laughed for once).
“But, but—it worked /last/ time.”
“Only because you got lucky.”
“Yuu’s meannn.” Suddenly Lavi turned to Allen, “Isn’t Yuu a meanie?”
Allen smiled at Lavi at that, although he felt like his smile couldn't get wide enough. Huh?
"Yeah, well," Allen used a light-hearted tone, "He hasn't attempted to castrate you for using his first name, so maybe not so much?"
And that's true. If they were at school, Lavi would've gotten beaten up for it, but Allen noticed that Lavi had been using that name and Kanda hadn't even batted an eyelid.
...and they seemed so comfortable with each other. So...close. And somehow, Allen felt a little jealous, and he didn't even know why.
He wrote it off as envy because he never got a chance to have such close friends.
Deciding to not dwell on the thoughts, Allen bent down to ice his ankle again--and hissed.
Damn, it still hurt.
And that caught Lavi’s attention faster than the scathing undertone of his voice had. He quickly glanced at Kanda, who was still pretending not to notice and sighed, “Hey, hey y’need to elevate it a bit better. I think I kinda took your legs spot so,” He reached out, pausing to glance at Allen again, before touching his leg as gently as he could, motioning for him to swing his legs over, “I’ll do it, howz about that?”
Allen didn’t look too /pleased/ about the constant contact, but …well, the only other choice was to move and /that/would look bad. After everything. “So’re you two gonna just stay here for the rest of the day?” He paused, “err I mean after going t’get pain killers and crap?” I mean...staying around the house's gotta be boring and, oh hey!” He flashed a grin wider than Kanda was necessarily comfortable with--he stiffened immediately and growled, "You're hurt so ...well, I know a few places we could go--that...err injured people go to to have fun, but...you too, Allen~"
"Thank you, Lavi," Allen said and winced occasionally as Lavi pressed the ice gently to his ankle.
"And if--if this gets better, I would love to--go someplace, actually. Didn't get to--have fun for quite a while, so..." he realized he was probably making a weird face now, so he quickly changed the topic. "What do you have in mind?"
“Huwah, well, what…was that place called?” Lavi turned to Kanda and narrowed his eyes, “It was some place…uh…”
“T’ello’s Tavern.”
“Right! Right.” Allen’s eyes widened, “No, no for all it sounds like a bar…it isn’t. It’s pretty damn awesome though.” He grinned a little wide, “They give away door prizes, actually have decent music, mellow atmosphere. It’s a place for people younger than 30 to hang out without getting…” His voice fell flat a little, and he laughed then, nervously, “yeah.”
Kanda promptly shot him a dirty look.
Allen pondered a little, but then, if it wasn't a bar or any other shady place, then why not?
"The place sounds... interesting. I'd like to try going there," Allen paused to glance at his ankle still being tended to by Lavi, "If I got better..."
Then he turned to Kanda and asked, "You're coming too, right?"
For some reason, Allen wanted to make sure Kanda was. Because--well. Just /because/.
“Tch of course I am,” That earned him a raised eyebrow but Lavi knew when to keep his mouth shut and now was one such time, “I’m the driver…the bus doesn’t go that far and—”
“It’s a place where injured people /can/ go too. It’s very friendly towards people like that. ‘Specially those who get beat up a lot by jocks and stuff.” Kanda set Lavi another dirty look and Lavi shrugged, “So it’s a cool place to hang out for nerds.” He leaned in close and ruffled Allen’s hair again, bumping noses—foreheads—“So yeah. It’s interesting.” But he had this sparkle in his eye that said so much more, and maybe it was making the atmosphere just a little…heavier than needed but Kanda was promptly ignoring it.
Because he was good at ignoring things.
Sometimes, Allen decided, he really didn't know what to make of Lavi. The way he always seemed to know /not/ to just go and touch him without warning, but once he felt it safe enough, he'd go /this/ far in invading his personal space.
Although really, Allen never felt the redhead to have any...bad intentions. He couldn't even feel Lavi being interested in him in /that way/--he'd know if that was the case. He could see lust in people's eyes.
Allen just shrugged it off as Lavi being /Lavi/, but that didn't mean he was comfortable with such proximity.
"Umm..." Allen started, "Can you not...do that? My--forehead. Hurts."
Because he'd bumped it against the wall in the bathroom earlier. And while it didn't hurt much anymore, it was the only reason he could find to pull away from Lavi without sounding rude. Or awkward.
And it worked, somehow, Kanda straightened just a little because he'd heard that tone of voice before...not that he cared enough to pay attention, no. Lavi on the other hand was quick to move away, no questions asked but for simple curiosity, "Christ your head too?" He backed away enough just to touch his forehead with his fingers--lightly, "Jeez what's with you today? You aren't normally that clumsy." Allen growled and Lavi laughed, "Yuu, you're really really bad at having guests over, y'know that?"
Kanda simply snorted, "Don't blame me for the Moyashi's clumsiness. It's his fault."
Oh...so now they were playing the blame-game?
Allen forgot his discomfort in an instant in his attempt to scowl at Kanda. "Excuse me? If you had attempted to be just /a little/ gentler when you tried to help me up after I trip for the first time, my leg might not hurt that bad and caused me to trip for the rest of my stay here."
Then he saw something flashed in kanda's eyes that made him feel guilty saying it. After all, hadn't Kanda been /nice/ to him this whole time? In his own way?
"I--uh..."
"You what?" Kanda ground out and even Lavi flinched, "Tch whose fault was it that you tripped in the first place?" Oh wait, that might have had to do with the lights going off. But like hell it would have a normal reason.
"Ouchie Yuu, I think that was a bit--" Kanda glared and Lavi pouted, "M'just sayin'--sounds like it's both your faults so...why don't'cha kiss n'make up, y'know?" Kanda's eyes widened and --and--
Allen blushed?
"Eh? Allen? You okay there bud? I was...just kiddin', y'know?"
Allen got even redder, because---they /had/ kissed just a few minutes ago. Accidentally and--Allen chanted in his head that it didn't /count/ but--why was he so embarrassed, and why was his heart beating so fast?
Lavi was looking at him suspiciously now, and he squirmed and--"That didn't count!" he blurted out.
He promptly snapped his mouth shut once he realized what he just said because--damn, /Lavi/ just had that effect on him, sometimes. It's scary.
But that's not the problem now, dammit.
"Wait...what?" Lavi's eye widened as he looked from Allen (who was very much not looking at him) to Kanda then back again, "....What...just....huh?"
And Kanda, well, he was a whole another story entirely. His eyes narrowed and if he'd had something easily accessible to throw at the time he would have easily thrown it. But as it stood he settled for a glare. A very pointed glare, "It was an accident."
"/What/ was an accident?"
"You know."
Lavi blinked, "/Do/ I Yuu-chan?" Kanda rolled his eyes, "Cuz you aren't exactly...y'know...being /clear/."
"Do I fucking need to be?"
Allen looked like he just wanted them to both shut up. But with Lavi's incessant questions and Kanda's refusal to ...admit anything, well. That wasn't happening.
"Yeah Yuu, I think y'do." Lavi snapped, eying Allen worriedly, "I mean...what..." then realization hit, "/Oh/. You mean you--?"
"Shut up." Lavi glared at Kanda, Kanda glared right back. "You don't need to fucking /say/ it."
"But Yuu! Y'just took Allen's first /kiss/! Of course it's a big--"
Screw not throwing anything deadly. Kanda grabbed the nearest pillow and chucked it at Lavi's head.
"As I said, that did /not/ count," Alen said again, crossing his arms in a defensive pose and not feeling the slightest bit of sympathy for Lavi who was getting beaten by a stupid pillow. Then, in a smaller voice, he grumbled, "If it did, then it would've been my--tenth or something. All without my consent. Bloody hell."
Why he couldn't just dismissed it like the others, though, he didn't know.
He also didn't know that Lavi and Kanda just /so/ happened to have sharp ears.
"What?" Now that had gotten Lavi's attention. And Kanda's (but only because Lavi stopped--he liked to say), "Woah, woah, woah who's the lucky fella who got the other 9?" Allen stiffened immediately and, well, looked akin to a choking dog (or so Kanda thought).
Allen’s eyes shift, a grimace shown o his face instead of a blush—but he didn’t even realize he was making that face. “They were—not guys. All girls--/women/,” Allen began in a small voice, then sighing, he continued, “The—“ /whores/ “Women that Cross brought home. I think a couple of them got a few,” his brows furrowed in thought, but really, he couldn’t quite remember. Maybe because he had chosen not to.
“Whatever. It’s not a big deal, yeah?” Allen was smiling now, the smile he used when he wanted to fool people, although it might be futile seeing both Lavi and (surprisingly) Kanda were quite observant, but there was no harm in trying, right?
“Righhhht,” Lavi frowned, “I’d say I’m jealous but y’look like you’re chokin’ on the very air ya /breathe/ sprout.” Maybe now wasn’t the time for nickname, but he’d try, at least.
“He brought home…that many?” He added as an afterthought—
But then he had a pillow chucked at his head, “And this fucking matters /because/? It didn’t count—they didn’t count. So fucking what?” And maybe, Lavi thought in mild awe, sometimes they were saved by Kanda’s bluntness.
He just didn’t know if that was a good thing or not.
Allen didn’t realize he was—well, as Lavi put it--/choking/ on the air. He thought after all those years, he wouldn’t have this kind of reaction anymore, especially since all those women did was /kissing/ him—and maybe a little bit of groping, but nothing as bad as—/no/. He should /not/ follow that train of thought. Stop right there, Allen.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, held it for five seconds before releasing—like he always did when he needed to calm himself down—and repeated the process again, and again.
And when he was finally calm, he opened his eyes again—to find Kanda and (especially) Lavi staring at him.
“Uhh…”
You.../sure/ you're okay sprout?" Lavi asked, and this time even Kanda couldn't blame him for being worried. Hell...this was just...a little /disturbing/ actually. "Err I mean...yeah y'did look like
you'd rather /not/ talk about it but ...uhm..." He trailed off looking at Kanda. Kanda didn't look back.
The pillow trick might not work but fuck it all. This was getting plain weird now.
And suddenly there was a pillow flying through the air all while Allen stared at them dumbly. --Hitting him right in the face. No qualms, no comments just--a stare. Then a belated action--then--
"PILLOW FIGHT~" Lavi sounded way too happy about it.
“W-what?” Allen gaped, mouth opening and closing as he stared at Lavi who was grinning like crazy and Kanda who was eyeing the redhead like he was the most idiotic person in the whole world.
But the pillow to his face did hurt a bit—especially when it hit his nose—and Allen frowned, grabbed the nearest pillow and /threw/.
…only to have Lavi ducking and the pillow ended up hitting /Kanda/.
Well. Shit.
Well. Kanda hadn’t expected /that/. Not in the least. And. Well. He growled low in his throat and—
Tossed the pillow right back. This time it hit /Lavi/. Lavi who tossed it immediately at Allen, who tossed it right back. /What was he doing/? Kanda was almost glad that Tiedoll and
Daisya had /left/.
Almost like he was glad that…that this was normal.
Fuck –this was /normal/ wasn’t it?
“Christ you’re an idiot.” He wasn’t sure who he was speaking to, but Lavi answered—
“That we are! But you /looooove/ us don’t you? Right Allen? Righhhht?”
Allen stared at Lavi, and then to Kanda who--had his hairs sticking out of the ponytail due to the pillows and--
He laughed. Just like that. Bending down to clutch at his stomach and snickering helplessly, not only because of Kanda's always-perfect hair being out of place but also because--this is so stupid. /They/ are so /stupid/.
But it felt good, and he felt like the weights had been lifted off his shoulder and--
"Yeah, he does. He loves us /so much/."
Because otherwise, Kanda would have kicked them both out of his house.
Kanda never really thought much about why he did things. He did them because he wanted to do them. No questions asked, no motives revealed. He didn't give a flying fuck most of the time. Note: /most of/ as in...now he was wodnering what on earth possessed him to even let these two /into his home/.
Oh wait. Lavi barged in and Allen was forced on him due to a project. Right.
"Tch," he reached up and tugged his hair tie out, not even bothering when Lavi--goddammit /whistled/ at him--
"Strip show, strip show?~" And Allen could die of laughter for all /he/ cared. He wasn't fucking dealing with this.
"Remind me again /who/ is the one who's driving you both to town later?" He seethed, and almost immediately the laughing stopped. Only to start up again a second later. Kanda let out a low growl and whapped them both on the head as he walked by (he wasn't fixing his hair /here/ in front of them. Hell no he wasn't giving them something /else/ to laugh about). He blatantly ignored the cries of pain as he reached the guest bathroom--and promptly slammed the door shut.
Notes: The summary (except the first paragraph) was given by
harmony283. Also, although in this RP she contributted a lot (Well, DUH it's an RP!) she told me to say that this is strictly my birthday gift to you, hakasha, because she has prepared a fic for you herself (which is more awesome instead of just me copy-pasting this stuff XD) So yeahHAPPY BIRTHDAY AGAAAAIIIIN
hakasha!!!P.S: This RP is still ongoing, and honestly, me and Mandy haven't seen the end so far, so yeah. You can expect more of these scraps. Aaaand maybe someday we'll actually turn this into a real fic :D
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Date: 2010-09-06 11:12 am (UTC)I'd love to read more of this~
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Date: 2010-09-06 11:28 am (UTC)We tried to make Lavi lovable for the both of them, so yeah. Lavi will probably give them the push they so need XD
More will probably come, since. Well. Damn this RP thing is addicting XD
Thanks for reading and for your comment :D
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Date: 2010-09-06 11:50 am (UTC)Haha, yeah, I know, it's addicting as hell. I've spent my longest holidays a few years back on RPing alone because I got so addicted and... and I REGRET NOTHING! xD (At least your English develops a whole lot when you write stuff like that.)
*hugs* :D
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Date: 2010-09-06 12:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-06 03:02 pm (UTC)Masih IC banget, and SUPER CUTE. Like, supre ultra cute. GYAAAAAAAA ITU APA ITU APA ITU APA ITU ALLEN JEALOUS KYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA IMUT BANGET YA TUHAN IMUT BANGET *diesdiesdies*
Lavi's "Pillow Fight~~!" is made of win only. WIN. AND THIS IS SO MADE OF WIN-NESS. SO MUCH WIN.
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Date: 2010-09-06 03:14 pm (UTC)Just, I don't know, LAVI. Yeah, always the one who makes me half-die with laughter. Actually I'm beginning to love Lavi/Allen/Kanda since last week, the looooooooooooovely OT3 <33333333
Just... the "/" signs, are those supposed to replace italics? I rarely read stuff with so many slashes so just being curious, but I think, they are, right? Because I read it with the term in mind :P
As much as kanda being like a total jerk, he's still lovable and LOL to his reaction in the last scene, and the PILLOW FIGHT lol. reminded me to my ooooooooooold parody fic about EGG WAR lol.
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Date: 2010-09-06 06:07 pm (UTC)See? SEE? Uploading bits and pieces--such a tease~ a tease~ Or...something XD
*was right you would get a better reaction out of these parts than if I posted them. YAY* sorry for the incoherentness I woke up not even an hour ago and yeah :/
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Date: 2010-09-06 08:26 pm (UTC)Whoaaaaa, it's so awesome, I really love the interaction between them here, especially the whole Lavi and Allen thing and Kanda watching and the pillow fight and-and- wait, kiss? accidental kiss? HAHA. O RLY? THIS IS RELEVANT TO MY INTERESTS. I cannot remember if there was a kiss in the file for this RP that you sent me so i don't know if i happened to read it - and if i didn't, me wants moar! kiss-scene please! and if I did, me wants moar anyway! tons of kiss scenes, please! XDDD
jk, jk... it was a very nice excerpt of RP, thank yoooou~ but really, there was no need, you're much too kind. again, thank you.
*reads end note*
*CHOKES*
Oh god, there's more?! from
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Date: 2010-09-07 04:17 am (UTC)Aaadnd yes, I think what makes the characters who they are, aretheir pasts, ne And when I like it when AU fics have connections with canon facts, so yeha :)
There will be more, I guess. Just--wait for thm XD
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Date: 2010-09-07 05:21 am (UTC)Glad you liked :DDDD
HAHAHAHAHA I WANT TO RAMBLE WIH YOU ABOUT THIS RP, SO YEAH, WE'LL DISCUSS THIS OVER THE PHONE LATER!! >D
Aaaand glad you think it's IC :D
AND LAVI IS MADE OF WINNNNN >D
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Date: 2010-09-07 07:25 am (UTC)Hehehe.... glad you liked :D
And since you asked, here is a kissing scene for you:
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“I still don’t see why it /matters/.”
"....it always does," he replied almost inaudibly, his head tilted down to see his left fingers twitch at his side.
Then again, Kanda had seen it. And this whole family had seen it too and no one had said anything.
Maybe... Maybe /here/, it really....didn't matter.
Kanda raised an eyebrow at that and sighed, “If it fucking bothers you, again I can go get it. But it’s…pointless. Yeah it’s your body yeah half the population are fucking /idiots/ who don’t know any better but,” He frowns then shaking his head, “Fuck I sound like some sap. Can you walk?”
Allen stared at Kanda in amazement. Feeling both surprise and grateful for Kanda's easy acceptance about his--/condition/. Finally, he shook his head and smiled softly.
"That won't be necessary." after all, Kanda was /accepting/ him, and he wasn't going to waste it by hiding even more. "And yes, I think I can walk."
He carefully walked closer to Kanda, feeling his steps lighter, even if--yes, it hurt, but it was nothing big. Maybe it was because he was
feeling grateful.
He looked up to Kanda, still sorta limping to the older teen, and smiled. "Thank--"
But he didn't get to finish his words because--somehow his injured ankle made him /trip/ and he yelped, falling forward and--
--knocking his lips. Against /Kanda's/.
--
BWAH HA HA! >D
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Date: 2010-09-07 08:42 am (UTC)Ooooh I can give you fic recs for OT3 too :D :D *rubs hands*
And yeah, sorry, should've explained that. See, we originally did this RP via Skype, and there, we can't use italics, so we put the words that are supposed to be in italics between the slashes. So yeah XD;
Ahahahahahaha pillow fights are FUN >D
(And lol, egg war? I remember when I was in junior high, I had an egg war with a few of my friends, in which we thre egss at each other XD)
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Date: 2010-09-07 09:23 am (UTC)Also, in case you're wondering, the things
GYAAAAAAAAAAAA!! THETHREE OF THEM ARE SOOOOOOOOO CUUUUUUUTEEE!! THEY ARE SO ASKING TO BE [HUGGLED AND RUFFLED AND THINGS ALONG THOSE LINES] SO MUCH OHMYGOOOOOOOOOODDDD!!
It's still very IC. and SUPER CUTE. Like, supre ultra cute. GYAAAAAAAAA WHAT IS THAT WHAT IS THAT WHAT IS THAT ALLEN IS JEALOUS KYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA SO CUTE SO CUTE OH MY GOD SO CUTE *diesdiesdies*
There 8D
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Date: 2010-09-08 01:39 am (UTC)*backs away slowly from the hyper ball that is--Ai*
(thanks for the translation btw) XD
and yes all the pretty comments make me happeh >w<
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Date: 2010-09-08 02:02 am (UTC)XDDDDDD
But yeah, she's hyper like that, lol. And you're welcome~<3
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Date: 2010-09-08 08:48 am (UTC)Lol, lol, yeah throwing eggs to each other, but surely it'll be a bit... ouch, ne? I mean,... eggs!! xD
Didn't you get a bump on your head or something, egg's shell's quite hard lol.
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Date: 2010-09-08 08:50 am (UTC)I might not know you, and vice versa, but birthday's a wonderful thing that makes me feel that I must at least wish you a very happy birthday ^^
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Date: 2010-09-08 08:52 am (UTC)Just love it, love it, love the kissing xDDDD
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Date: 2010-09-08 11:09 am (UTC)*_* that kiss.
My day has brightened even if it's raining buckets outside. I can even see a rainbow. XD THANK YOU.
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Date: 2010-09-08 11:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-09 10:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-09 10:12 am (UTC)Aaaand glad to have made your day 8D
We have a lot of kissing scenes at this point, but yeah, that's their first :p
And you're welcome! :D
OT3 RECS FTW XD
Date: 2010-09-09 10:59 am (UTC)Hugs Make Everything Better (Just a-DORK-able. Nuff said XD)
Irrationally Competitive (Same comment as above.)
Mask and Mirror (this isn't really OT3 but it has the 3 of them, and Lavi here is just AWESOME xD)
To be at Sea (long oneshot. Sailor!AU. Yullen-Laven-but-not-really. Quite interesting because they're sailors chasing for golds XD)
These are the angsty ones
No Need to Say Goodbye (warning: long oneshot. Like, 30,000++ words. But it has a really interesting concept. Rated M for a reason XD)
It Rained Like Tears (Two words: heartbreakingly beautiful. Got me kinda-sorta teary-eyed. Just read it coz I dun wanna spoil it. This isn't that long :D)
Now these are multiparters and still ongoing. But they are the beautifully heartbreaking yet heartwarming type. Like 'Home is Where the Heart is'
Lacquer (this one is my total fave. The angst is so serene and beautiful that it hurts XD. AU btw)
Le Reméde (this is looong and hasn't been updated in a while, but this is good, so.
ENJOY 8D
If you have read any of them and want to discuss/fangirl, I'm open for it :p
Also. Yeah it hurted a bit. But more often than not we broke the eggs first and threw the content. LoL.
Re: OT3 RECS FTW XD
Date: 2010-09-13 08:09 am (UTC)Isn't it better to be a chaptered fic instead? lol.
Lol, no, i haven't read them all BD
But i've read a super awesome fic as in hillarious, yellow submarine LOL
That's just super, since i know how old the song is lol.
Re: OT3 RECS FTW XD
Date: 2010-09-13 09:03 am (UTC)And To Be At Sea is also for the bigbang so it's really long too XD
Oooh yellow submarine! I read that a long time ago. It was indeed hilarious, tho I dunno the song. Still made me LOLz XD
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Date: 2010-09-19 11:27 am (UTC)It made me smile and giggle and want to hug Allen..
Awesome! really! And I adore Lavi!! :-)
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Date: 2010-09-23 11:29 am (UTC)I'm sure my RP partner will be happy you like her Lavi :D
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Date: 2011-11-19 07:34 am (UTC)