D.Gray Man Seven Minutes in Heaven Skinn

       “You're next in line, come on up.” Lavi waved you over and grabbed hold of the pot and readied it for you. “Hurry up man, why are you not here yet?”

“Well sorry Lavi, I didn't know it was a race.” You rushed the rest of the way up to Lavi and quickly started searching through the box for an item. Without giving any thought to the item you were choosing, you picked up a sucker from out of the box. “There I picked an item. Now whose is this?”

“You're about to wish you hadn't asked that.” Lavi shook his head and slowly walked over to the closet.

“What's that supposed to mean?” You started to follow him, but a large, strong hand came down on your shoulder. “What the? Oh, crap.” Skinn was standing over you, giving you a weird, crooked smile. You looked back in front of you to see Lavi staring at you pitifully. You gulped and continued into the closet.

“Good luck. I really hope, you aren't sweet.” Lavi let out a weak laugh and shut the door causing all light to flee from the closet.

“You still have that sucker right?” Skinn leaned over to look at your hands, grabbing them with more gentleness than you thought he could muster and found the sucker. “Ah ha, there you are.” He quickly tore away at the plastic wrapping keeping him away from the sweet fruity flavor of the sucker and plopped it in his mouth.

“Yeah, that's okay. I didn't want to eat that or anything.” You let out a little sigh, crossed your arms and started to mumble. “Stealing my sucker.”

“If you wanted it you should have said so.” Skinn removed the sucker from his mouth and held it out for you. “You still want it?” There was very little left of the sweet, and you really didn't want to eat something that had been in Skinns mouth. “Well?”

“No, that's okay, I think I'll pass on that.” You shook your head, a slightly grossed out look on your face.

“Suit your self.” Skinn replaced the sucker in his mouth and crunched down on it. “I'll just give you a new one, since you're afraid of my spit. I have a bagful on the table.” His eyes suddenly widened. “Oh, I almost forgot.” He grabbed you and held you against him. “I was supposed to do this.”

“You were supposed to hug me?” You didn't want to upset him, but he really was confusing you. “Why?”

Skin growled. “I don't remember, I just know I was supposed to do it.” He continued holding you tightly. “You don't have anything sweet do you? You smell really sweet, it's making me really hungry.” Skinn started searching through your clothes for candy. “You don't have any food at all. What's wrong with you?”

“Nothing's wrong with me, I just don't carry food around with me. Especially not sweets, I'd get all sticky.” You attempted to stop Skinns hands from prying any further. “And you can stop feeling through my clothes. We've established that I don't have anything for you to eat.”

“No.” His expression changed slightly and his hands tensed. “You might be hiding it.” He didn't seem angry, yet, but you weren't going to do anything to get him there. As he once again looked through your empty pockets for anything edible, Lavi opened the door.

“You're free. So run, run as fast as you can.” He moved out of the doorway and signaled you to leave the closet.

Skin snorted. “That was the worst game ever.” He stood up, grabbing you by the hand and walked you over to where he had placed his candy. “Here.” He handed you a large handful of sweets. “You need to keep these with you, just in case I get hungry around you  in the future.”