Disclaimer: I don't own D. Gray – Man. No, really.
Anyhow, this thing is a random creation of a sugar-high authoress. It should have been properly revised ages ago, but all attempts to hunt down and capture the authoress and her inspiration have come to naught… until now, that is.
But… since revising all of this all by myself proved to be too much of a hassle and I doubt my beta would be very interested in poking her head into this mess… this is the sort-of revised version, with fewer but longer chapters, better English, lots of crack, some OOC, zombies, wasabi, chocolate, voodoo, magical books, Santas, egg hunts and other extremely odd occurrences.
If you are a new reader, welcome. And stay around; the OOC angst is only temporary. Crack arrives later, with company.
If you are an old reader, welcome back. I do hope that this version is better than the previous one.
Anyways, enjoy, and an extremely belated happy hypocrites to you all, Yullen fans or not.
- o0o -
Happy Hypocrites
- o0o -
The day was Christmas Eve when Kanda Yu headed for his room after having returned from his mission, reluctant to participate in any of the activities that were taking place in the rest of Headquarters.
Walking past the entrance to the cafeteria, he scoffed at the sight of the lively Christmas preparations taking place in there and stalked off in direction of his room.
Oh how he utterly despised the festive season…
All those happy hypocrites all over the place…
He snorted and picked up his pace, unwilling to spend any more time than absolutely necessary with these people.
After all, there was always a chance that a certain BakaUsagi would make him join in on the celebration, under the threat of blackmail, obviously.
"YU! You're back!"
Speaking of the devil.
His eyebrow twitched noticeably, all while his fingers itched towards his sword, apparently with the intent of unsheathing it and cutting that annoying redhead's throat once and for all… but NO, such an act would definitely ruin everyone else's mood and Christmas spirit or whatever. Not that it would be capable of ruining Kanda's or anything, since he was already in quite a foul mood because of all the noise and the happy people who were jumping around.
"Call me by my first name again and I'll impale you and use you as a Christmas decoration," he eventually growled, as Lavi had made his way into his vision, not to mention his reach.
"Aw, come on Yu…" Lavi said, wearing a cheerful smile and mischief glittering in his single visible emerald eye. "Don't ruin the mood for the rest of us…"
What little remained of Kanda Yu's patience was swiftly running thin, like a rubber band stretched so much it was just about to snap and cause someone a lot of pain…
"What. Do. You. Want?" Kanda hissed through gritted teeth.
Lavi's amused expression faded a little, but the samurai took very little note of that.
"Have you seen Allen?" the Bookman's apprentice inquired.
The other's eyes narrowed slightly as he started walking again, but as no answer was given to his question Lavi promptly took up following the increasingly annoyed samurai, who eventually stopped dead, whipping his head around and hissing "NO, BakaUsagi. I haven't seen Moyashi anywhere. Now get off my back," in his direction before stalking off again, at an even faster pace than before.
Lavi scratched his head with a thoughtful expression.
"Strange…" he said. "I've looked all over the place and I still haven't found him…"
Kanda continued on his way, ignoring him fully as he turned the corner.
"Why is he looking for Moyashi anyway?" Kanda inwardly muttered. "Not that I care or anything."
As if to answer Kanda's thoughts Lavi's face once again popped up in his line of vision.
"The party downstairs is partly to celebrate Allen's birthday you know?" he said, leaning closer. "Do you know where he could be?"
"I have no freaking idea, so go away," Kanda responded, begrudgingly adding a "Please?" to the end of his response.
Lavi looked at him strangely, perplexed almost, and then slowly backed away. He almost seemed a bit unnerved at the samurai's seeming lack of insults and to be completely honest he almost seemed a bit fearful at the prospect of said samurai almost being nice all of a sudden.
And then he was gone, taking off running down the corridor at a surprising amount of speed as though the Devil himself was at his heels, leaving an almost baffled Kanda behind to stare after him.
The stare gradually morphed into an outright glare, but then again there was nothing but an empty corridor to glare at so he brought his hand up instead, scratching the back of his head.
"What the Hell?"
His eyebrow twitched again.
Was everyone this crazy during the last Christmas season?
He thought about it for a moment, before swiftly concluding that yes, they had probably been about as crazy last year as well as far as he could recall, not that he would actually bother remembering such useless things in the first place and…
Kanda stopped, his hand resting on the handle to the door leading to his room, frowning.
Wait a minute…
He cracked the door open, staring into the darkness while waiting for his eyes to adjust themselves to see what he had already sensed; the unwelcome intruder sitting on his bed looked up as he slid the door closed behind him and entered.
"Moyashi," Kanda hissed in clear dismay of seeing said white-haired idiot intruding where he surely did not belong. "What are you doing in my room?"
Silver-grey eyes that were surprisingly weary looked up at him in silence for a few moments.
"I'm hiding from Lavi; why else would I venture in here, BaKanda?" he then responded with a mild shrug of the shoulders.
Kanda remained at the door, eyes narrowing as he continued glaring at him.
"That still doesn't explain why you're in my room and not somewhere else," he then hissed, earning no visible reaction from the other exorcist.
Allen was silent for a while.
"Because…" he started somewhat hesitantly, but still with an air of indifference all around him. "I mean, it's your room and hence it's likely to be the last place I'm expected to be in right now so he'll never look for me in here, so…"
Kanda snorted in response. I should have expected as much.
"Perhaps you should've asked for permission first before using someone else's room at your own convenience, Moyashi…" he then said, pausing briefly before continuing. "Why aren't you with those happy hypocrites downstairs and how the Hell did you get into my room? I was sure I locked the door before I left…"
A wry smirk ruined Allen's previously indifferent face.
"You've once again underestimated my lock picking skills…" he then sighed, laying down on his back. "Compared to Master's locks this one was a piece of cake."
Kanda's eyebrow twitched again.
"That still didn't answer my question…" he hissed. "Why aren't you downstairs?"
"Why aren't you?" Allen immediately countered as his eyes studied the ceiling with sudden interest.
"I don't like happy hypocrites, celebrations or Christmas," Kanda responded. "Now answer my question."
Allen's eyes rested on the samurai for a moment before they returned to staring at the ceiling.
"I felt like I wanted to find someplace quiet."
"So do I." Kanda snarled, opening the door a bit and gesturing towards it. "So get out."
Allen made no motion of complying. Instead he asked: "Say, Kanda… Am I a hypocrite?"
Kanda replied without hesitation. "Yes, Moyashi. You are."
Sighing, Allen sat up on the bed but made no motion of having any intention of vacating it.
"I'm sorry to bother you BaKanda, but I'll still be sleeping here tonight," he boldly announced.
Kanda briefly wondered if he would be able to strangle him then and there and maybe get away with it.
"Who said you could do that?" he snarled at him, his fingers once again itching towards Mugen's handle.
"I did," Allen responded. "Got a problem?"
"I have. It's my bed," Kanda hissed. "If you're going to sleep here then sleep on the floor." he added after a brief pause.
Allen looked fairly amused.
"What's so funny?" Kanda hissed in response.
A smile appeared on Allen's pale face. "You are."
Kanda frowned, making a face that made Allen, who was struggling to keep serious, burst out laughing.
"I'm sorry for the inconvenience," Allen said with a surprisingly honest smile on his lips. "But I think that Lavi had stopped looking by now so I'll just go back to my room…"
With that he got up from the bed, walked past Kanda and left the room, leaving Kanda alone in almost complete darkness.
Kanda's eyebrow twitched.
- o0o -
Allen was walking through the corridors of Headquarters, but not in the direction of his own room. No, he wasn't lost due to popular belief. He knew exactly where he was going.
To the roof, since Lavi had probably already looked for him there by then and because he felt like he needed some air. Some cold air matching the way he was currently felt inside, cold and empty.
Somehow, Christmas this year held absolutely no joy at all for Allen. He kept thinking about Mana and how he missed him and how it somehow felt awfully wrong for him to laugh, smile and enjoy himself on the anniversary of Mana…
Allen shook his head tiredly as he came out onto the roof. He didn't feel like remembering. It was all getting too painful. He didn't want to be with the others down in the hall, because his smiles would be so obviously fake. He didn't want their concern for him, since that just made him feel even worse than before.
Kanda had been an exception of course, since Kanda wouldn't really show him any concern. That was one of the things Allen liked about him but also hated about him at the same time.
That coldness against the world, some kind of indifference…
Kanda said that only his duty as an exorcist mattered to him. Allen wished that he could say the same. His urge to save the world and everything in it was a pain in the ass sometimes, not to mention the fact that people tended to look strangely at him since he cared more about saving akuma's souls rather than just destroying them relentlessly.
Allen breathed out heavily, a white cloud forming before him as his breath froze in the chilly air. He let his eyes wander over the partly snow-covered roof, taking in a breath of relief as he made sure he was really alone up there.
Good…
His face cracked up in a sad smile.
I wouldn't want to ruin everyone else's mood…
He lay down onto the snow and gazed up at the starry sky, eyes focusing onto the big full moon in the sky.
You're feeling lonely as well aren't you?
Allen sighed, breathing in the cold night air. It felt nice. The fact that he was laying on cold snow didn't bother him much either. Somehow being outdoors in the cold made him feel really content with everything. He didn't have to smile if he didn't want to; he didn't need to reassure everybody that things were going to be alright, he didn't need to be cheerful; he could just be himself up here if he wanted to. No offence to Lavi, Lenalee and the others… He just simply didn't feel like keeping them company tonight.
He let his eyes close briefly as he simply listened to the voices of the night winds as well as the sound of his own heartbeats, hearing them slow down as he was finally able to properly calm down and relax.
His breathing evened out and he was fast asleep on the roof, seemingly oblivious to the cold.
After a while the sound of snow crunching under heavy footsteps was heard. The footsteps stopped and a shadowy figure looked down at the white-haired boy lying on the snow and almost completely melted into the scenery.
A deep sigh was heard.
Dark blue eyes narrowed.
A dry comment went unheard.
"I said you could sleep on the floor, not on the roof out in the freaking cold, Baka."
- o0o -
"Did you find him?" Lenalee asked with her eyes wide in concern as Lavi returned to the cafeteria.
Lavi merely shook his head. "I guess he doesn't want to be found…"
Lenalee looked slightly disappointed, no perhaps even slightly hurt. But then she smiled.
"I guess we'll do it some other time then…" she said. "But I'll ask him at breakfast in the morning…"
Lavi looked more than just simply disappointed; he rather looked like he had missed out on the opportunity of a lifetime.
"But Lenalee…" he said. "What should we do with the mistletoe?
"Hide it, obviously." she said, eyes narrowing slightly. "If Brother got a hold of it things could get seriously out of hand…"
Lavi nodded, but his single emerald eye kept on glimmering with a certain kind of mischief. Lenalee noticed it and took the opportunity to snatch the mistletoe from Lavi's hands.
"I'll take care of it…" she said and walked off. "If you see Allen then drag him over here."
"Yes, Miss…"
Lavi looked seriously disappointed now. His eye narrowed.
Damn, I could've had so much fun with that…
- o0o -
It's warm…
Allen's mind was still a bit fuzzy, but he noticed that he was really warm.
Wait. Warm?
His last memories were that he had fallen asleep outdoors, in the cold, so how the Hell could he be feeling warm, no scratch that, how could he be feeling hot?
He cracked one eye open, only to be met with cascades of raven hair along with a terrifyingly familiar face. Allen was very true to his instincts as he tried to get as far away from it as possible, finding himself panicking as he was unable to do so, since strong arms had at some point wrapped around him, trapping him in place.
An involuntary blush spread over his face, all while he lay still and desperately tried to figure out a mean to get out of this kind of predicament, although he could certainly not help but ponder how he ended up in that kind of compromising position in the first place.
Carefully he pushed Kanda's arms away from him, laying them down on the bed carefully as he slipped out of it. He smiled with a sense of triumph. He had made it. He took a deep breath, turned and was about to go to the door as he suddenly felt how strong fingers clasped his wrist. The next moment he was pulled by a tremendous force back onto the bed, his hands pinned over his head by the samurai that was currently straddling his hips.
"BaKanda?" Allen spat out. "What the Hell do you think you're doing?"
- o0o -
Dark blue eyes narrowed in the dim light.
"I'd ask you that myself, Moyashi." Kanda eventually responded, making no move whatsoever of removing himself.
"What the Hell is that supposed to mean?" Allen asked, his earlier shock gradually morphing into something else – outright terror, probably – at the dawning realisation that the samurai had probably snapped and was about to do some terrible things to him. And maybe kill him too.
The smile on Kanda's face faded as swiftly as it had appeared, his eyes narrowed and his grip on Allen's wrists hardened. "I'm referring to the fact that you fell asleep on the roof out in the freaking winter, Moyashi," he hissed, leaning in closer.
"It's Allen, BaKanda, and it's none of your business," Allen hissed back, unsure of whether he should be scared or angry. "Now let go off me. You don't want to touch a cursed person, right?"
He attempted to land a kick on the other, but didn't manage to.
"Is that really a good way to thank the person that might've just saved your ass?" Kanda hissed back at him, still not letting go.
Allen's movements froze instantly and his eyebrow twitched.
"Saved me?" he asked disbelievingly. "You?"
Allen's brain needed a while to process that. Kanda saving him? Now that idea was seriously a pain for his tired brain to process. It gave him a headache just by thinking about it.
"What time is it?" he then asked, trying to get some order in his exhausted brain again.
"About four in the morning," Kanda replied, without missing a beat.
Allen's eyes widened. "What?"
"You could've died last night, you know that?" Kanda suddenly asked, his voice serious as he leaned closer.
Allen blinked in response.
"Should I?" he then asked innocently, instantly seeing Kanda's facial expression darkening.
"You could've frozen to death," the samurai growled at him.
"And I might faint from having the circulation in my arms and legs cut if you don't remove yourself soon…" Allen retorted, and to his great surprise Kanda did actually let go of him then.
With a bit of effort he sat himself up, all while watching the samurai with a wary look on his face before he turned his attention towards his numb wrists as he tried to rub some feeling back into them.
"Man, that's going to hurt later…" he mumbled. "Or at least leave a few bruises…"
Kanda snorted.
"Consider yourself lucky," he said. "If it weren't for me you might've gotten hypothermia and pneumonia."
Allen frowned slightly, and then he realized another fact.
"And why exactly am I wearing your cardigan?"
Kanda turned away in response, ignoring him.
Because you were really cold, dumbass…
- o0o -
It was around four in the morning of December the 25th.
Headquarters was silent, if you chose to ignore the heavy snoring of the ones that had participated in the party last night. But the deepest silence and the deepest tension was found in a dimly lit up room where neither one of the occupants were sleeping, as they rather stared at each other under a tense silence that both refused to break before the other.
Then, eventually, one of them spoke.
"Kanda…" Allen's voice was getting dangerously low. "Why the Hell am I wearing your cardigan and why did I wake up next to you in your bed?"
Kanda snorted. "I have training to do," he muttered, heading for the door. "And thanks to you I'm late for it."
"Hey, you just made that up so that you wouldn't have to answer me, didn't you?" Allen said.
"I have no obligation to answer that…" Kanda responded, making his way to the door.
"Hey, wait!" the white-haired teen tried to get up to stop him and demand an explanation, but he tripped onto a coat on the floor (likely Kanda's exorcist coat) and was conveniently caught by Kanda's strong arms.
"You're really clumsy, Moyashi," Kanda said with a straight face. "I can't believe you've survived this long with that kind of clumsiness…"
"And I can't believe I've survived this long in your company, BaKanda," Allen bit back at him as he steadied himself. "Are you sick?"
He suddenly felt Kanda's hand on his forehead and he swatted it away.
"No, but apparently you are, Hothead," Kanda said, a smirk appearing on his face. "And I who thought that fools didn't catch colds."
Allen blushed involuntarily. "I'm not an idiot, so shut the Hell up BaKanda."
"I didn't call you an idiot; I called you a fool, Moyashi."
"Same thing, really…"
- o0o -
Lavi was finally coming to after a rough night of partying. He drew his fingers through his messy hair and winced as another wave of intense headache struck him.
I really shouldn't have had that last one…
He yawned as he walked out his room and continued strolling down the corridor.
The party hadn't been fully as entertaining as he wished, seeing that neither Kanda nor Allen had attended it. Man, messing with people was just too fun for his own good. Way too fun.
He passed by a room that he knew well belonged to a certain grumpy samurai and he stopped briefly, obviously thinking up some prank that he could pull on him just to annoy him. But since it was already a quarter to five in the morning Kanda was obviously training, even if it was Christmas and all. Lavi didn't think Kanda celebrated Christmas.
He was about to start walking again but then his ears picked up something. He looked at the closed door, practically dumbfounded.
Am I hearing voices from Kanda's room?
It just had to be a figment of his imagination. Lavi knew no one in the Order, besides himself or Lenalee of course, who would ever even dare to enter Kanda's room, much less speak to him any more than absolutely necessary.
He carefully pressed his ear onto the door, listening intensively.
- o0o -
"The Queen of Spades?" Kanda asked.
"Go fish," Allen replied without much interest.
"Tch."
"My turn," Allen said with an innocent smile on his face. "Do you have…the King of Hearts?"
Kanda frowned."… Okay, now I know you're cheating, Moyashi."
Allen's innocent smile remained, but Kanda suspected that there was something sinister behind it.
"I'm not."
"You are."
"Prove it."
Finally Kanda sighed, giving up and accepting his loss.
"Fine…" he said. "Let's play another game."
Allen looked up.
"Poker?" he asked with a hopeful look in his eyes.
Kanda's eyes narrowed.
"No, don't take me for an idiot." he said. "I know very well that your poker skills should be feared."
"Why thanks." Allen said, dropping the earlier façade of innocence as he heard that Kanda was in fact, in a way, complimenting him. "I once stripped a Noah to his underwear with them."
Kanda showed no reaction. "I'm not interested." he said. "Why can't we just have a real match?"
Allen showed no reaction.
"I told you that I'm not leaving this room until this Christmas spectacle has ended." he said, shuffling his deck of cards. "And you don't seem particularly keen on the idea of me leaving either, am I right?"
"In your dreams, Moyashi." Kanda said. "In your dreams."
The smirk on Allen's face widened. "In my nightmares, I'd say."
Kanda scowled at him. "And what the Hell is that supposed to mean?"
In response to this Allen chuckled.
"Nothing…" he said. "Just another one of my hypocrite ideas, I suppose… Another game?"
Kanda nodded lightly. "As long as it doesn't involve any cards…"
- o0o -
Lavi didn't catch much of what they were talking about in there so he started concentrating harder to make out what they said, and he was all but pleasantly surprised about what he heard…
"But Kanda… What do we do if they hear us?"
Ok, that was Allen's voice, he was completely sure about that one. So Allen was the one with Kanda in the room… Well, that explained why Lavi hadn't found him earlier.
"No risk. Most of them should still be out since yesterday…"
Lavi smirked.
Well, you got that one right… Almost.
"Stop that." he heard Allen say. "No-o-oh not there."
Man, he sounds kinda embarrassed… I wonder what they're doing…
"Shut up. It isn't like I'm doing this on purpose."
And that's Kanda alright… even if there's a certain lack of death threats in that sentence…
"Kanda, you're touching me."
A bead of sweat ran down Lavi's face.
What the Hell were they doing in there?
One impossible (not to mention indecent) scenario flashed before his eyes after another. They all seemed very unlikely.
Well, no way to tell unless I…
Lavi's hand rested on the handle, hesitating slightly.
Ah, what the Hell…
He pressed it down and…
"OH. MY. GOD!"
- o0o -
Kanda and Allen were to say the least, tangled up in quite an interesting position…
"Just tell your freaking golem to spin that freaking thing instead of recording this," Kanda hissed.
"Just do it Timcanpy…" a flushed Allen pleaded the golden golem. "This is getting really uncomfortable."
The golem gave them what could be considered a grin as it started spinning the spinner.
"I told you that playing Twister was a bad idea…" Kanda muttered.
Then both were suddenly alerted by the sound of the door being opened. They looked up from their very compromising positions, only to see Lavi standing in the doorway.
"OH MY FUCKING GOD!"
"Oh Hell no…" Kanda grumbled.
"Lavi?" Allen squeaked with disbelief.
Lavi stood completely frozen with shock for another second before he started regaining his composure and then he ran off.
"Lenalee!" he shouted out loudly, for the entire world to hear. "You've just got to see this!"
It took a few seconds for Kanda and Allen to fully comprehend what had just happened. They stayed silent for a few moments as they tangled out of their compromising position. Allen was the first one to break the silence.
"Kanda…" he said. "Let's play a new game…"
"What?" Kanda asked.
Allen's silver eyes narrowed maliciously. "The first one to kill Lavi will be declared the winner."
Kanda's dark blue eyes narrowed and he nodded while grabbing onto Mugen. "I'm all in for that one."
- o0o -
It was about five a clock in the morning and at the moment Headquarters was everything but quiet…
"Lavi! Get back here!" Allen screamed furiously, having reverted into his Black side as he raced down the corridors while hunting for a certain red-haired Bookman Apprentice.
Following him was a certain samurai, equally pissed off, with murder in his eyes and on his mind.
"BakaUsagi! When I get a hold of you, you're gonna be so dead!"
Hearing all these very promising death threats Lavi sped up as his pursuers were gaining on him. Five meters, four, three…
He abruptly turned left, only to collide with a certain black-haired Chinese girl with pigtails. He was so happy to see her that he even hugged her.
"Lenalee! Lenalee! I've finally found you!"
Lenalee gave him a patient smile.
"Uh, Lavi?" she asked. "What is it?"
If my brother sees you he'll kill you…
But at the moment, that fact was irrelevant, since Lenalee knew very well that Komui had very much to drink last night. So instead she chose to focus on what Lavi actually wanted.
"Lenalee-chan, you're never gonna believe this…" Lavi choked up, looking like he had run a 100-meters race, an assumption that wasn't all too far away from the actual truth. "I saw Kanda and Allen…"
He was interrupted by Allen's high-pitched voice. "He went left, left!"
At that moment Kanda rounded the corner with Allen in a tow. "There he is!"
Lavi gave up a much undignified shriek and started running again. "Ieeek!"
Lenalee looked after them, a bead of sweat running down her face.
Why do I get the feeling Lavi has seen something he wasn't supposed to?
"Lavi stop!"
"Give it up, BakaUsagi! You won't be getting out of this alive!"
Lavi gulped and continued searching for possible escape routes. By now they were in the area close to the cafeteria, but Lavi wasn't able to tell much else in the dark except for the fact that he was about to be cornered by two practically furious exorcists with murder on their minds.
"Uh, guys?" he tried smiling innocently at his future executors. "Can't we talk this over?"
Two pairs of eyes narrowed while gleaming with viciousness.
Apparently his future executors were not in the mood to talk.
- o0o -
After finally having beaten Lavi to a bloody pulp, slapping him, punching him, kicking him and yeah, having stomped a bit on his head they straightened out and walked away from the currently beaten up and apparently unconscious exorcist.
Allen was massaging his aching knuckles. "Finally. I got him."
Kanda was about to nod but startled as someone put on the lights, revealing that they were apparently standing in the doorway to the cafeteria.
Allen looked around at the walls in the cafeteria, the roof and the floors. Among the first things he laid eyes on was a big banderol saying "Merry Christmas" with a smaller one saying "Happy birthday". The walls were covered with Christmas decorations and other such crap and the floor was covered with trash, the remnants of food and bodies.
Wait. Bodies?
Allen frowned as he realized that about half of the science department was lying on the floor in the cafeteria, some of them starting to stir at this very moment.
Allen sighed deeply.
Terrific… An audience…
"Uh, Moyashi…"
Allen snapped out of his reverie as Kanda yanked him by the sleeve.
"What is it, BaKanda?" he hissed at him.
"Look above you."
Allen looked up at the place that Kanda pointed out, but it took a few moments for his mind to fully comprehend what he was seeing. "…Mistletoe?"
Allen's eyes darted back to Kanda's. Their eyes met and they both realized the seriousness of the situation and chose to express their general opinion of it in unison.
"Shit."
Even Kanda was familiar enough with western traditions to know what standing under a mistletoe meant. And it wasn't a pleasant situation it offered, especially not since they had about a dozen witnesses, including Lenalee that had suddenly turned up a few feet away from them.
Allen looked at Kanda, eyes widening in confusion.
"But Kanda, what should we do?" he asked.
"Isn't that obvious?" Kanda growled. "Just get it over with, you twit."
"Hey, what do you mean by 'getting it over with'?" Allen asked, about to panic. "Hey, what the Hell do you mean by…"
He was silenced as Kanda pressed his lips over his own while holding his head in place. Allen's silver eyes widened with shock. The whole episode only lasted through a couple of second and as they broke off there was a trail of saliva between them that Kanda wiped away with his sleeve, looking pretty indifferent about it all while Allen remained frozen with shock.
Lavi appeared to have recovered from his injuries as he pleaded for someone to give him a camera, but all other spectators were too shocked with what they had just seen to hear him.
"You should really cut down on those mitarashi dango…" Kanda muttered.
As Allen finally snapped out of his shocked state his previous blush intensified and he slapped Kanda, who wasn't able to avoid getting hit in the face. Hard. Man that was going to hurt later…
"That was my first kiss, you ass!" Allen hissed at him, eyes dark with fury.
Well, not really since I still had that thing with Road earlier and stuff…
Kanda looked quite blankly at him; like that kiss had meant absolutely nothing to him.
The general public / the people that had witnessed the unbelievable all looked tensely at the pair, wondering what would happen next. A few of them had even started making bets of who would kill who.
Allen was still flushed, but after the slap his anger seemed to have calmed a bit. He still appeared to be struggling with his breathing though, no, he was practically hyperventilating by then.
"Hey, Moyashi! Calm down!" Kanda waved his hand in front of the white-haired teen's face, earning no reaction whatsoever, other than having said teen slump onto his shoulder. "Hey!"
"Man, Yu… You're freaking unbelievable…" Lavi said. "Is your breath really bad enough for people to faint by inhaling it?"
Kanda bent down, collected Allen's limp body in his arms and stood up while sending Lavi a murderous glare.
"It isn't my fault that the exhaustion of running after you finally caught up with him…" Kanda snorted at him while putting a hand on Allen's forehead, noting it was burning. "And thanks to you his fever seems to have spiked. Good job, BakaUsagi."
"Hey, don't you dare blaming all this on me, Yu." Lavi said. "And why would you know he's got a fever anyway?"
"Does the word cold spell out anything for you?" Kanda asked him coldly before walking off carrying Allen in his arms
Lavi blinked with surprise as he and the others saw Kanda disappear around the corner. Then Lavi looked up at the mistletoe hanging at the entrance to the cafeteria. He looked at Lenalee, who was standing and watching him silently. He gave her thumbs up.
"I couldn't have done it better myself," he said. "Good job."
Lenalee smirked, revealing some pretty evil intentions hiding beyond that fairly innocent smile.
- o0o -
"You are always overdoing things, you idiot," Kanda muttered as he dropped Allen onto his bed into a rather unceremonious fashion before taking a seat at his bedside, carefully stroking white bangs away from a heated forehead. "…Always playing the martyr…"
He leaned closer. "…Far too goody-goody and naïve for your own good…"
Dark blue eyes narrowed slightly. Then he leaned even further down, his lips barely touching the other's forehead before he once again retreated, pulling back and getting back to his feet.
"I really hate you, you bastard."
- o0o -
Zaia *turns and looks questioningly at inner editor*: You cut out the extremely OOC angel part. Why?
Inner Editor/Hena: It was hurting my eyes.
Zaia: Still… rewriting the whole thing isn't… right?
Hena: You're the one who asked me to edit this. Now suffer the consequences.
Zaia: …You intend to go on in the same fashion?
Hena: If I feel like it, yes.
Zaia: *facepalms*