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Beta Reader (I know, you're totally amazed that someone as stupid as me figured out what beta-readers are): Elemental-Zer0 (who, did I mention, is very cool, patient, and nice xD -indiscreetly trying to kiss up-)
Warning: Same one as last chapter, except the Yullen comes in MUCH later.

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Love is often said to be the cure for most psychological diseases, when applied in its purest form. It is a basic emotion needed for a healthy mentality. Babies who are born to a void of emotions often roll over and die on the spot (as proven in the thirteenth century, in King Fredrick II's experiment), and the coldest of criminals turn over their life of crime when they experience love for the very first time (usually love towards their children). Sometimes, love is regarded as the miracle cure for all psychological (and some physical) diseases.

Chapter 2:

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"Yuu Kanda?"

Kanda smiled favorably at the man who had just called him out. Though he usually didn't like hearing people refer to him by his first name, Kanda was willing to make an exception for this man, due to his polite tone of voice and the courteous bow that followed after.

And when Kanda didn't respond with anything more than that smile, the man took it as a sign to continue you. "You may or may not have heard of me but-"

"I've heard of you," Kanda interrupted, his grin widening, "Komui Lee from the Board of Directors of 'Black Order Technology'."

"Head of the Board of Directors actually, but that's just a minor detail." The man corrected with a flip of his hand. Kanda's smile fell, replacing it with a frown. Komui laughed nervously when he realized the change in Kanda's expression. Deciding that the awkward silence was too much, he continued on, "Ahem, I have a business proposition for you."

When Kanda didn't show any sign of responding, Komui added a few feeble words, hoping to win his favor. "You'll be paid very well."

A few more seconds passed before Kanda spoke up. "I'm not interested in money, Director. All I want to know is this: will this be worth my time?"

"Erm, I'm…not entirely sure what you mean-" Komui said, unshaken by the glint that flashed through Kanda's eyes.

"-I mean, will this be interesting." He started with a steadfast voice, in almost a predatory way, "Will the case woman stand out from the rest? …Will I finally get to see an awe-inspiring form of love?" But as he continued his voice fell to a soft whisper. The questions didn't seem to be directed toward Komui anymore but rather to the empty feeling presently hovering in his dark office.

This lifted Komui's spirits. Kanda's steady tone had seemed to predict a case-rejection but with the softer tone coming into play, it was possible he'd accept. But as those few lines seemed both revealing and at the same time rather ungraspable, Komui felt himself uncertain of his reply.

"…It can be as interesting as you want it to be!" He concluded, laughing naively at his vague phrasing. However, those words seemed to satisfy Kanda. He gave a terse smile before nodding.

"I'll take the job."

When he heard that his case was accepted, Komui started a foolish victory dance. And Kanda watched in slight amusement as he wondered how someone so wealthy could be so ridiculous and stupidly open with his actions. He sighed, ignoring the peculiar man and turned his attention to the new case.

Realistically, there was no way that someone of Komui Lee's stature would offer Kanda a 'typical' job. No, someone that rich could buy most forms of love (even if they were superficial kinds) and if the definition of wealth was needed to employ Kanda, the job must be a difficult, challenging job in store for him.

"Now seriously Kanda-san, back to business." Komui had dropped his usual goofy look and stared straight into Kanda's eyes, causing the long-haired man to feel a shiver run through his body; the shiver was his gay-dar's (gay radar) warning signal, and anything that made him shiver warned him of the possibility of someone homosexual in his presences.

-And if Komui was homosexual, there was no way he would take this job.

"Kanda-san, I need you…" Kanda shifted backwards in his seat, feeling incredibly edgy as Komui leaned closer in. "…to do me a favor."

"What is it?" Kanda growled defensively, readying his fist behind his back.

"I need you to not use yourself as a medium for this job."

Kanda blinked. "What?"

Though this request left Kanda confused, it ceased the shivering. Relaxing back into his seat –and feeling safe with the knowledge that he was not being flirted with- Kanda motioned for Komui to elaborate.

"You've made a name for yourself by charming the woman from each of your cases, either by stealing her from the man or preventing her from being stolen in the first place, but I'm asking you not do that for this case."

"…I'm afraid I don't understand what you're asking of me. I'm a professional heart-breaker. My job isto steal the woman's heart. If I won't be doing that, what would I be doing?" He asked, trying not to seem annoyed with the man's backward riddles.

"Well, it's not like you won't be required to win a girl's heart here but rather you, Yuu Kanda, won't be winning her heart; instead, you will instruct someone ("or something," Koumi added softly on the side) on how to do that." He replied, discreetly hiding the real objective.

"And what would the point of that be?" Kanda asked, suspiciously, "Wouldn't it be easier if I just did it myself?"

"Yes but," Komui paused to slam his hands down onto the desk with full force, "You might break my Lenalee's poor heart!" He cried crazily, waterfall tears pouring from his bespectacled eyes.

"I'm sorry?" Kanda said incredulously. He assumed Lenalee was the girl he was suppose to (teach others to) charm. "In case you didn't notice, that's what I do."

"Yes but you do it too well! Women you get and leave behind often suffer from deep depression or something –maybe suicide, I don't know- and I just. can't. have. that!"

Kanda looked disgruntle, staring down the billionaire (more like tri-quart-du-sept-a-billionaire but that would sound stupid), wondering if he was in his right his right mind…

...Well, it was a direct request from the Head, he thought, and this would definitely be a different kind of experience...

"Alright, I'll take the case"

But that was all before he knew that Komui was secretly an idiot. And also before he knew that the "people" he had to train were actually robots, before he knew that the staff of technicians were complete, incapable fools.

And, more importantly, before he knew he had to deal with people like Allen Walker.

Kanda clutched his bruised eye and growled softly.

"Guess you're not feeling much better, are you?" Lavi asked, laughing weakly as an attempt to lighten the mood.

"Shut up," Kanda barked in reply.

"You know," Allen said to Lavi, directing his words away from the injured man. "You don't have to bother being so nice to such a prick!" He finished, emphasizing the last word heavily and making sure the older man heard him loud and clear, before returning to face the wall. He then proceeded to grumble a few words through a pout that sounded an awful lot like "bloody", "stupid", "rude", and "asshole".

"What did you call me??" Kanda yelled back, rising to the bait. He was not going to be outdone by a shrimpy beansprout.

"I called you a prick!" The white haired boy replied, unflinchingly. "You know; assholes who have no manners or respect for others… or if you don't like that name, I can call you an ODD-FISH(1)! I mean, seriously, what kind of person insults others by referring to them as plants and vegetables? Bamboo? Onion? Bean-sprout?" Allen turned to face Kanda, to show him the anger that was being emitted from his eyes.

"Bean-sprout??" He repeated as though he felt overly insulted by that one word alone. "Not only does that sound like a pet name but it's just plain weird! I mean, what kind of person calls another person a bean-sprout??"

Normally Kanda would have retorted but the last few accusations made him so uncomfortable that he simply didn't feel like insulting Allen back. It wasn't that Allen had just called him "odd" or "a prick" but rather, it was because Allen had said bean-sprout sounded like a pet name…

Pet name… The thought of Kanda actually meaning for his insult to be interpreted as a pet name sent his anti-gayness defense shivers down his spine. Pet name…

"Disgusting," He mumbled to himself, shivering once more. Lavi glanced at the two, then at the distance of the gap in between.

"Hey you guys," Lavi started, acting on the idea that it wasn't too healthy for two strangers to hold so much hate for one another, "Don't you think, that before you start biting each other's heads off, you should at least-"

"Lavi!"

A feminine voice shrieked from down the hall, interrupting Lavi, and all three turned to see a distressed girl run towards the scene.

Lavi tried to discreetly wipe away a nervous sweat when he realized who it was.

"L-Lenalee, what are you doing here?" he asked before turning to face Kanda to motion at him with his eyes, as if trying to send a silent message to him. This is bad. Lenalee can't find out about Komui's plans.

And even though Kanda caught Lavi's absurd looking glances, he didn't have the slightest idea as to what he was attempting convey.

This idiot better not be flirting with me, he thought with a shiver.

"What's going on here?" Lenalee said, finally arriving at the scene and sensing an awkward tension within the group. But then she saw Kanda's bruised eye, her first instincts commanded her to rush to his side.

"Oh my! What happened to you? Are you ok? Does it hurt?" She asked, kneeling down before the man.

Kanda flinched away from the attention –he hated being worried over- and backed away a bit. Worry was just one step above pity, and he would have snarled at her to mind her own business if Kanda hadn't realized that she was the girl he had been looking for. Instead, after he recollected himself, he signaled for her to come closer.

"W-what is it?" She managed to stammer as Kanda gently pulled her closer by the collar before bringing his hand up to lightly hold her chin. He stared hard into her eyes, as though searching her soul.

"Miss?" He finally said in a low husky voice.

"Y-yes?" She blushed furiously, the red hue spoiling her pearly complexion. Unconsciously, she leaned closer, feeling Kanda's dark eyes pulling her in. The tips of their noses were touching… and Lenalee waited tentatively for Kanda to continue. -However Kanda didn't reply.

He hadn't even intended to.

If anyone asked, Kanda would have replied that his intention was to get a better view of her fair skin, thin lips, and wide, thick-lashed eyes. The truth behind his actions, however, was far from that. In fact, Kanda's intention was simply to fluster her.

-Most woman liked being in such a close proximity with a handsome man.

"S-sir?"

"Hm?" Lenalee had been calling to him for a while but he hadn't noticed; he wasn't usually addressed to as 'Sir'.

"D-Do you need something?"

Kanda smiled as handsomely as he could. "Not really, I just wanted to see you up close. I simply wanted to admire-" But before he could finish that sentence, Kanda felt a sudden force push him away from Lenalee moments after realizing something had hit him… from across the hall.

After the initial impact, Kanda felt an assortment of emotions. The confusion he originally felt for the odd turn of events quickly stemmed into humiliation when he realized Lenalee, his case woman, had just been witness to Yuu Kanda at his lowest state (knocked down on the floor).

And when he realized the object that had just been hurled at him was a shoe, his embarrassment quickly turned into anger. Fury overwhelmed his mind (a shoe!?) and he stood up to survey the area for the dead beat who had just assaulted him.

–And Allen's triumphant grin seemed a lot more suspicious than Lavi's shocked gaping.

Taking a minute to arrange his thoughts, Kanda, with the shoe grasped tightly in one white knuckled hand, walked over to the white-headed boy; Allen's grin seemed to be growing wider with every step Kanda took.

In Allen's mind, he had every right to act out in such a manner. How dare that man treat him in such a foul manner, when he (Allen) was simply minding his own business -then completely ignore him directly after?! And to add insult to injury, he goes and flirts with a woman! The woman!

And as Kanda stomped towards him in anger, Allen felt overjoyed that his plan had successfully irritated the man. But what Kanda did after he stopped in front of him caught Allen completely off-guard.

Instead of the string of insults or physical abuse that Allen had prepared himself for, Kanda settled for the gentleman routine and simply smiled.

"I believe this is yours." He said, forcing a sweet smile for appearance as he offered the shoe, to the white haired boy.

Allen, utterly unprepared for this response, found himself stumbling over his words. "I-I- no… n-no, it's not mine."

Kanda arched a brow, trying his best to maintain the fake grin. "Are you sure? It seems to me like you're missing one."

"O-oh?" Allen said as he glanced at his unclothed foot before laughing sheepishly. "Yeah. That's mine. I guess I must have misplaced it."

Realizing that by admitting to his slip of composure, even so tiny a mistake, he had just ended himself on the losing side of the argument (the collected one is always the winner), Allen added a feeble continuation to his dialogue.

"I can't even begin to fathom how it flew towards the other end of the hall..." he said in as mocking a tone as he could squeeze out.

-And though it wasn't much, it really pushed Kanda's cool.

There was nothing really insulting about what the boy had just said but for some reason, Kanda felt incredibly irritated. Maybe it was his voice -or even his face!

Yes, maybe it was his ugly face...

Kanda glanced at Lenalee through his peripheral view before taking inhaling deeply. As long as Lenalee was there, Kanda would have to remain the perfect gentleman, not daring to present himself as anything less. -No matter how ugly the boy is.

Kanda slipped a discreet scowl at Allen before handing the boy back his shoe. With that, Kanda gracefully returned to Lenalee's side, figuring that it'd be best to get rid of her as soon as possible. Having her around was dangerous; the longer she lingered, the higher the chance was that she'll be a spectator to him uncouthly bashing the white-headed boy.

"Perhaps you should start heading back to your room, Miss?" He suggested in a convincingly seductive tone.

"Why?" She replied distantly, still flustered from before.

"Well, isn't the Open-House tomorrow?" He gently reminded her. The Open-House was the ridiculous name dubbed by Komui for the days when rich suitors from all over the world would come to the mansion in an attempt to win Lenalee's heart.

"Oh! You're right, I completely forgot!" And if she could blush anymore, she would have. "Thank you for reminding me!"

"It's my pleasure. After all, what kind of man would I be if-" He began, intending to leave her with a good impression, before he was rudely cut off.

"Would you shut it already? Do you think you're being smooth or something?" Kanda reluctantly removed his eyes from Lenalee (he was doing so well!) to face the chicken-legged boy.

"What did you say?" He asked dangerously, keeping in mind that Lenalee was still close by.

"You heard me." Allen snorted, "Can you even hear yourself? Do you even realize how foolish you sound… You sound like an egotistical prick! -And don't get me started with how ridiculous you look! I mean, did you forget that your eye was bruised the whole time? You look foolish!"

Kanda held back the biting retort threatening to escape -The kid knew he wouldn't do anything in Lenalee's presence.

Forcing himself back into an even tone, Kanda turned his attention back to Lenalee.

"You really should be heading back."

Lenalee giggled lightly at the abrupt way Kanda had stopped the argument to send her off -it was like watching two siblings fighting over a toy. But as interesting as it all was, she realized that he was right; if she stayed any longer, her brother would definitely not be too happy.

"Yes, I suppose you're right." And after bidding everyone a quick goodbye (even to Lavi, who had been ignored the whole time), she quickly set off down the hall.

Then, when Allen registered that Lenalee was leaving, he suddenly remembered why he'd entered the mansion in the first place.

"Ah! W-wait!" He called to her disappearing figure, jumping after her retreating back and before Kanda could react (to catch him and commit homicide), Allen had vanished too.

Lavi chuckled as Kanda's expression quickly fell into a grimace.

"Yuu-chan, did you have lots of fun today? I mean, you got to flirt and argue," he laughed teasingly, as this chapter is nearing to a close. Kanda shivered one of his gay-dar shivers.

"Don't put those two words together. It makes it sound like both are directed towards that-"

Lavi placed his hand onto Kanda's shoulders, cutting off his sentence. "Oh, you don't mean that. I think you two get along really well… maybe, a bit too well?" He said jokingly. Kanda continued to scowl as he slapped the man's hand away. -But that didn't stop Lavi from laughing again.

After the humor of the mood slipped away, he continued on.

"But seriously, there's something we should talk about." He said in as stern a tone as he could muster up, "Didn't Komui say something about you not going for Lenalee? (Wasn't that the point of humanoids?) -What was that little display of flirtation you showered her with just now?"

Kanda sighed.

"I have no intention on wooing Miss Lee. What I did back there was purely for research."

"Research? What kind of research?"

"I was just testing how easy it is for her to fall for someone." He replied as he reached deep into his pocket and pulled out the scrap of paper with the personality types jotted on it. He handed it to Lavi.

"Program these types into the humanoids –but make sure you leave one for me. There's one more personality I want to program, but I need to do some more research before I can predict how successful it'll be."

"Why?" Lavi glanced at the paper with a skeptical look; this man sure seems serious. Maybe I should stop joking around with him so much? He thought when he saw the glint of excitement in Kanda's eyes. He must really enjoy his work.

Kanda continued talking, oblivious to the odd looks Lavi had been sending him. (If he did realize the looks, he would probably shiver).

"After conversing with her, I found that she's easily charmed -probably a consequence of her sheltered life. With that fact taken into consideration,she'll probably fall for every other guy who wishes to court her. And if that's true," Kanda paused to gather his thoughts, "it'd be a safest bet to set aside a secret weapon to get her. A personality type so compatible with her's that any other man would seem inferior in comparison."

Lavi glanced at the paper again, and then back at Kanda's fixated face. Was charming someone so effort-consuming that it required a "Secret Weapon"? He laughed nervously as he thought of personality types that might fall under that category… Should I be a little more concerned for Miss Lee?

While Lavi mumbled to himself, Kanda decided to take his leave (he didn't want to be caught with Lavi, alone in dark hallway –think of what that might imply!). And when Lavi realized the other man had already began retreating back to the workroom, he yelled a quick "Wait up!" before following tightly behind.

Though he didn't really feel like getting back to work, Lavi realized they were incredibly behind schedule; the robots had to be finished for tomorrow's Open House after all. With a tired sigh, he moved a little faster, following silently for the first few minutes.

"So, what do you think of Allen?" He asked, deciding that he didn't like the silence too much.

"…Allen?" Kanda inquired, his eyebrow raised. Lavi waved his hand dismissively.

"Yeah, you know…Allen Walker, inheritor to Cross Institutes…" And when Kanda face remained blank, Lavi added, "… the guy you were just arguing with?"

At that, Kanda's face turned into one of surprise.

"…He's a suitor?" He asked as though it couldn't be possible.

"Yeah."

...That pathetic excuse for a boy is a suitor? That ugly, repulsive boy is a suitor?

Lavi hid a smile; though Kanda never showed many emotions, he was oddly readable at times.

"You didn't answer my question." He pushed, hoping that the conversation he had worked so hard to think up hadn't died yet.

Kanda suddenly paused mid-step, causing Lavi to almost walk into him, before looking at the red-headed man with a strange sort of seriousness. After a few seconds of continued awkwardness, Kanda broke off into a mysterious smile.

"I think that if all the suitors are like that boy, my job here is going to be very easy."

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A/N; (1) I know, I know, horrible insult but I have a good excuse: http : / www. peevish. co. uk / slang /

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Looks like it's that time again... Yes, it's the time of the day where I whore myself for reviews.
...actually, nah. I won't do anything for this chapter (I had planned to tell you all an embarrassing story about my dad) because I've whored myself enough on the first chapter/other stories...

But that doesn't mean you shouldn't review! Yes, you should still review... :(... I'll love you forever?