a/n: So here's something after awhile. I was thinking about this idea as I was falling asleep in a hot car outside of the grocery store, so lulz, it's not exactly as well planned out as usual. This fic can stand alone, but it's really a sequel to 'Better Already', which might explain some stuff... or a lot of stuff, maybe D:
Disclaimer: I don't owns them O:
The smell of wet foliage hung heavy in the air as Kanda stood in the middle of a small clearing; tall, shadowy trees lurked to either side, but his vision was focused completely on a figure not twenty feet away from him.
Tyki Mikk reclined in the soft, sweet grass, eyes half lidded, staring up into the night sky. It was a bit past midnight and it had rained much earlier in the day, but now the clouds had been set askew and the moon and stars peeked through their long, curling fingers.
He had felt the exorcist from a mile away and wondered why the boy would not make a move towards him now.
Kanda's fist tightened at his side and his eyes narrowed; he wanted to attack this man who was not really a man, but a beast in disguise- yet could not bring himself to do it.
The wind blew, chilly and damp and brought with it a parade of dead leaves to swirl around his feet.
"Well, don't just stand there," Tyki sighed in that smooth and polished voice, rolling his eyes back to stare up at the pale exorcist, "come and sit with me."
Kanda shuddered at the sound- wanted to look away from those bright, dazzling irises, but they captured him and dragged him forward.
He sat beside the Noah, close enough that their bodies we're touching. Tyki grinned and reached a dark hand to fool with the ends of the exorcist's inky bangs.
"Why are you here?" he asked softly, smirking inwardly as the boy averted his gaze, tense and unsure and he would not answer. Tyki gave a purr of a laugh and sat up, draping himself around the exorcist, breathing in the scent of that sable hair; lilies in the rain. "You're not nearly as confident as the night at the bridge."
And that struck a chord. Eyes like the depths of the sea turned to him, roilling with rage but also something else...
Kanda's lips collided with his own and their bodies tumbled into the grass. He crushed the exorcist to him as the boy ran his hands over cool, white cloth and hot, cinnamon shoulders. He bit down as Kanda moved to catch his breath, and the exorcist's mouth escaped to the air bloody and bruised.
Kanda's hands clenched in the grass as he leaned over the Noah, his eyes dark and pained.
"I hate you." he whispered, "I hate you."
And how lovely those words were to the Noah's ears.
Kanda fell against him, leaning his head into the curve of Tyki's neck. The Noah wrapped him tightly in his arms and laughed, chuckling into that black, silken hair. Kanda tightened his eyes and listened to the sound reverberating in the Noah's throat and in the air that it tainted as it touched it.
He had come looking for the Noah, but he didn't know why. He refused to give the feeling any thought for fear of what he might find, though that realization echoed only in the very back of his mind and he smothered it before it could go any further.
"It is because you are the moon," Tyki mumbled hotly in his ear, strikingly answering Kanda's questions as though he could read the exorcist's mind.
"What did you say?" his eyes opened with surprise, but the Noah could not see, hands gripping at the bared skin of Tyki's chest.
"I said- you are the moon, and I am the sun. You can not live without me."
"That's terribly egotistical of you." Kanda answered, making sure his voice was bland and emotionless.
Tyki smirked and turned both of them over in the grass, his hand caressing the exorcist's snowy neck.
"What are you talking about?" he asked, nuzzling Kanda's face, "Don't I make you shine?" and those golden eyes glowed with passion and mockery as a warm, dark hand began undoing the buttons to Kanda's coat.
The exorcist could have sworn his heart stopped in that moment, fear knotting itself in his stomach.
Because the answer was so obvious.
