Lance was sitting alone on the living room couch, watching the news on TV. They were talking about some robbery that took place early that morning, however Lance looked extremely uninterested. "..."
Kaji walked into the living room playing with the tips of her hair, she loved how they felt all soft after going to get them trimmed. "Lance?" She asked sinking down into the couch cusion*next to him "What's wrong? You've been alittle uhm no offence, but alittle moody." The girl said turning to him curiously.
Lance stopped for a moment to look at her. "...moody?" he repeated the word, as if he didn't know the meaning. Ignoring her question, though, he turned his head back to the TV. "...I'm fine." he answered, after a while.
Kaji really wasn't in the mood for this, and in a matter of seconds before either of them knew what was really happening she had him pinned down to the couch, crouching over him, so that her face was directly above his. "Lance, you should know by now that I'm not just going to cave in so easily. That would be tottally out of character. Now, tell me what exactly it is that's bothering you? You shouldn't keep things bottled up, it's never good for either side." Her eyes gentle looked over him. "You can trust me."
"Okay... you want to know what's bothering me? Fine." he said, smirking at Kaji while narrowing his eyes. "You're on top of me. And my body is telling me to either pass out so that I don't feel the pain that's coming, or to push you off..." he told her, staring up into her strange eyes, with his face now expressionless.
"I'm not ontop of you, I'm over you. You're just making up a stupid excuse cause you don't want to tell me! My hands are*ontop of your shoulders, and my knees are on either side of your torso! In no way am I touching you! Now! Stop messing around and tell me!" She growled impatiently returning back to her regular self.
"Be as stubborn as you want. We both know how this is going to end." Lance smiled, looking at the time on the TV. Of course, his smile was only fake, but he knew he wouldn't have to keep it much longer. "I'm telling you..." he started, shifting his focus back on Kaji. "Nothing's wrong. And even if something was, I'd never tell you."
Kaji got up sitting on him for just a split second before adjusting herself to a different couch cusion. She grabbed his arms and pulled him up slowly while asking "Why won't you tell me? I think I'm pretty trust worthy.*I don't really think I've done anything to not make you trust me. Are you just mad because I got to sleep in a bed last night? And wipe that fake smile off your face! I hate seeing it." The girl stood up infront of him blocking his view of the TV "You've been acting really strange lately, and your either going to tell me, or I'm going to find out."
"Is that a challenge?" Lance asked, still smiling. His smile eventually turned into a grin, but it wasn't so fake this time. Still, it wasn't really him. "Then go ahead. Find out." he said, leaning back and folding his arms. "You'll just waste your time anyway... now please move, and go play dress-up with Tara or something. I'm watching some quality television." he lied.
There was a slight twinkle in her eyes. The girl smirked putting a hand on each side of her hip and leaning forward into him, so that their eyes were leveled. "Make me."