Less than Innocent, More than Like 8/?
Title: Less Than Innocent, More than Like
Pairing: LaviYuu
Rated: PG for the moment...Just because Lavi's a bad boy >:]
Warnings: Well, it's yaoi...but you already knew that, surely. No spoilers, because this is all speculation about their past. Just don't take this like it's really their past, and you're good.
Disclaimer: Saya owns the play, but not the actors. They belong to Hoshino.
Summary: Lavi hasn't even been in the Order for two weeks, and he's already bored with it! Lucky for him a very interesting new exoricst comes in around the same time. Will Kanda be simple entertainment? Or will unfortunate circumstances force Kanda to stay close to Lavi?
and a pretty, pretty present for you~! Yes, a chapter is actually coming out here before it does on ff.net. (By all of like....ten minutes but....be happy anyways :]) Yay for Name-puns 8D
8. Not like Yuu
Lavi was surprised when Kanda had decided to stay with him in the hospital. He had been offered the choice to return to headquarters on the next train, but he had almost immediately declined, simply saying it didn’t matter where he was, because he’d still be useless as long as his leg was busted. Lavi thought that was odd, Kanda seemed like the type who’d be convinced that he could still go and fight, even if his entire body broke. And as much as Lavi joked, he knew that Yuu wasn’t really in some crazy, passionate love with him. Lavi wanted to know the real reason why Kanda had stayed with him.
Lavi had been in the hospital for about a week and a half, and the doctors refused to release him, worried that travelling on some horribly shaking train would aggravate his still-healing wounds. He wouldn’t be released for another three days at least, and depending on his healing rate, they might keep him for a few more days after that. All of this basically meant that he had loads of alone time with an anti-social humbug.
Still, it was not time wasted, for he got to observe a few things about the samurai during the time they were together. First of all, Kanda had become much easier to handle, he didn’t blow up nearly as much as he did before. Lavi attributed that to the fact that the older child was pretty much high on morphine. The more prominent thing though, was that Kanda’s leg didn’t seem broken anymore. During the first of few days, Lavi had watched as pain flitted across Kanda’s face whenever he put too much pressure on his foot, or forgot to use his crutches when he tried to walk. Now though, Kanda was walking as normally as possible, considering he had a large cast on. It was though the only reason Kanda even bothered with said cast was because the doctor hadn’t taken it off yet. Lavi wanted to know just how close to healed that leg was. He had half a mind to get the nurse to give Kanda an extra dose of morphine, so that he could interrogate a drugged Kanda, but decided against doing something borderline criminal.
000
Lavi sighed, he was being released finally on the coming day. As much as he’d like to say this experience had brought him and Yuu closer, he could not. Had he been with anyone else, and had anyone else been the object of his amusement, he probably could’ve and would’ve taken full advantage of the opportunity. But alas, he had been stuck with Kanda, who gave no opening for him to do so.
Kanda sat at his bed-side, listlessly cutting apples into the shape of rabbits. It wasn’t like he was doing so just because Lavi reminded him of a rabbit and he’d been suffering from over-exposure to said idiot, but more or less because it was something of a habit he had when dealing with sick or injured people. He remembered that anytime his sister Naoko was sick, or just too plain lazy or tired to get up herself (though she was hardly what you’d call lazy), he’d always do this for her, because she thought it was cute, and it made her smile. Kanda doted on his little sister very much, he absolutely adored the girl, and she was one of the only people he smiled around. Kanda wondered if it was because she wasn’t annoying, or if it was just natural because he was her big brother.
But then again, he doubted if it had to do with being related, after all, while he’d gladly give his life up to protect his sister, but he’d gladly give up his brother’s life to do the same thing. Hayate was another person who he’d have to sit around and care for, but more often than not that was because his brother had this habit of finding fun and creative ways to hurt himself. He too, thought little rabbit-apples were cute. Basically, his older brother was on the same plain of maturity as his little sister. Well, Naoko might’ve been a little bit more mature than him.
“Awe how cute, Yuu-chan’s makin’ little bunnies.” Lavi gushed, Kanda groaned, it was no wonder he’d hated Lavi from the start, he was too much like Hayate. “Lemme try, I wanna try!” Kanda rolled his eyes at the excited teen, and handed him the plate and knife, wondering dully why the hell he’d stuck around.
Because really, why had he? He could’ve gone back to headquarters, he could’ve gone on a new mission. His leg was healed, at the moment he was just playing along with the doctors, because no one would believe him if he said it wasn’t still broken. His foot had been pretty much crushed under the slab of concrete when it fell on him, and then his ankle had been broken when the Akuma forced him back. Running and jumping on the injury had only compounded it, and then he had to fall on it at such an awkward angle as to break his tibia. That wasn’t the kind of damage that went away after a few days. Despite that though, it was indeed healed, as were the rest of his injuries. He should’ve just gone back to headquarters, and talked about his oh-so-helpful healing abilities with Komui. He’d never give the actual story though, of course, maybe he could make up some family curse that had spanned generations in his family and had been passed down to him in some bazaar, mystical ritual. They’re world was strange enough as it was, it wasn’t like anyone could say it was impossible.
Lavi attempted to cut the apple into a rabbit, but failed miserably quite a few times. As careless as he was being while trying to make his bunny, it was no surprise that he ended up sending the knife right into his thumb. He gasped in surprised pain, glaring at his now bleeding thumb.
Kanda went still for a moment, it had only lasted for a second, but for just that instant, pain had shot through his heart as it clenched painfully. No, it wasn’t one of those overly-romantic pains, it didn’t hurt him just to see Lavi in pain or anything like that, especially since more often than not he was the one causing it. No, this was an actual physical pain, that only lasted a second, but left a brutal aftershock. He had to consciously remember to breathe. As soon as he’d come out of his shock, he quickly grabbed the plate and knife away.
“You idiot! Be more careful!” he scolded, rifting through the night stand that was next to Lavi’s bed, figuring a hospital would probably have bandages in the rooms. He tore off a few inches of cloth from the bandage roll, and quickly wrapped up the small wound. “Pay attention to your fingers when you’re using a knife fool!” He continued to scold, not paying attention to how Lavi was blinking at him with confusion, and how that confusion was slowly turning into amusement.
“Kiss it and make it better,” Lavi said, an innocently evil grin on his face. Kanda “tch”-ed at Lavi’s childish request and quickly pulled the finger to his lips. Lavi’s jaw dropped, he hadn’t really expected Yuu to actually kiss it better, and with so little protest! Honestly, he thought Kanda would bite it off before he kissed it better. “My God Yuu...did you seriously just do that?” Maybe Kanda had a little more morphine that was good for him.
It took Kanda a minute to realize what he’d just done. As soon as he did, he got up and pounded his head on the wall until he felt dizzy. He was intent on forcing his skull to cave in. Lavi got up quickly, maybe a bit quicker than he should have, for he felt a small pain ripple through his stomach, under the stitches that had yet to be removed. Somehow, even though he had been pierced right through, his insides had healed, and all that had remained by the time he got to the hospital were the exit and entrance wounds created by the Akuma’s teeth. He tried to restrain Kanda, in order to prevent him from causing himself serious harm. Who would’ve thought he’d over-react like that?
Kanda stopped moving again as another shock of pain shot through his being. When he found he could, he turned back to Lavi with a glare. “What did you do this time?” Lavi was confused and it showed on his face, what had he done? “You’ve hurt yourself again, what did you do?!” Kanda seemed so angry, and for no reason, his face was torn between rage, demanding, and maybe, just maybe, worry.
“U-uh I just stood up a little too quickly...are you alright? And how did you know that hurt?” Kanda mentally slapped himself for being an idiot, Lavi didn’t know, so of course Kanda’s reaction would be confusing.
“You are connected now, if he is harmed, you will feel it. Protect your heart.”
That voice, that damned voice, it was merely an echo created by his memory, but it held all the mystique of the real thing. It had haunted his dreams, in his nightmares, in those subconscious reproductions of the past. Oh how he loathed ever hearing that voice! Still, had he not...well, things would be very, very different.
Kanda tried to calm his fraying nerves, taking a deep breath. “Nothing, nothing. Just get back into bed, you’ve still got a day before they release you,” Kanda said curtly, looking to the side with a scowl etched onto his feature.
“Awe, wanna hop into bed with me? You do seem like you could use a nap,” Lavi joked, taking the serious atmosphere and smashing it into little tiny bits with Nyoibo. Kanda twitched, pulling his fist back to punch Lavi. He stopped mid-hit though, he’d probably go into cardiac arrest if he punched Lavi across the room. Instead he settled for stomping back over to his abandoned chair and sitting with a huff.
Lavi gave a small pout, he was almost disappointed that Kanda hadn’t hit him. But even more than that, the fact that Kanda hadn’t tried to hurt him for his comment, regardless of the fact that it was rather innocent compared to other’s he’d made before, proved that something was definitely amiss. Now he really wanted to know why Kanda was still with him.
000
Kanda sat in absolute misery on the train to the seaport which would take them back home. Every time the train shook or trembled a little too much, any movement made that irritated Lavi’s injuries hurt Kanda, he was surprised his heart was still functioning at all. Kanda was certain he was suffering over Lavi’s wounds more than Lavi was. That’s just not fair.
“Yuu, are you ok? You’ve been reaaaaaaallllly weird since yesterday. It’s kinda scaring me.”
oh, so I’m more scary when I’m NOT trying to kill you? Bastard.
Kanda shifted in his seat, hoping that a change in position might ease the pain he felt. No such luck, and to make it worse, Lavi felt he needed to get up close and personal to discover what was wrong. Lavi stuck his face right in front of Kanda’s, a light smirk on his face. He was no more than an inch away from Kanda, and he could clearly see the desire to bash his face in shining in Kanda’s eyes. Lavi was purposely trying to get Kanda to get angry, this non-abusive Kanda was too strange.
“So what’s wrong, anything I can fix?” he asked, his smirk widening. Kanda wished he could hit Lavi; No, he couldn’t fix it, he was the cause of it! Still, Kanda didn’t want to tell Lavi, or anyone really, the full story behind his troubles. It would be mortifying if anyone knew just what lengths he’d gone to in order to save Lavi. The worst part is, he didn’t even know why he’d been so desperate to in the first place.
So Kanda allowed the angry blush to invade his face, shaking his head to Lavi’s question. Lavi’s face turned sour, he wasn’t getting the desired results, Kanda was supposed to shove him away painfully and tell him to keep his face away. Provoking Kanda was usually easier than this. Why on earth couldn’t he get Kanda to just act normal!? it was freaking him out! It’s not like Lavi enjoyed being bat around by Kanda or anything (well, he did, when he could take advantage of the situation), but still, he was horribly annoyed by this Kanda who never did anything anymore, he hadn’t heard a threat to his life the entire two weeks he’d been awake! It was inconceivable!
He sat down on Kanda’s Lap, his legs to either side of the older boy’s, as he placed his hands on Kanda’s shoulders. He’d get a raise out of Kanda, one way or another.