Trick or Treat

"Of all the days of the year, one in particular instills fear and dread in the hearts of children everywhere. What's the name of that day you may ask, why it's All Hallow's E'en. Ok well maybe it doesn't instill fear, rather breeding excitement. And maybe people like referring to it as Halloween, which sounds much cutesier than its alternatives but-"

"Lavi, as your friend I have to insist that you stop this," Allen sighed wearily. It was one thing for someone to try and talk him into doing something or going somewhere, but Lavi was beginning to border along the interstate of tolerance and slowly tipping into the realm of annoyance. For the past several weeks the redhead had been pestering Allen about Halloween, and had finally resorted to dramatizing everything he said as if he were a narrator and their lives were the newest horror parody.

"It's a holiday for all the ghosts, goblins and ghouls; you have to embrace the festivities!" Lavi exclaimed.

"Please stop yelling," Allen said as he filed his textbook away in his locker.

"Come on Allen, carve a pumpkin with us!" Lavi whined tugging on the boy's sleeve, "even Yuu is helping."

"I already told you I have work," Allen said as he pushed his locker shut, shouldering his bag.

"Fine, what about tomorrow?" Lavi said "It's Halloween, not to mention it's a Saturday."

"Lavi, no matter how many times you ask me I'll still have work," Allen said in exasperation.

"That's no fun," the redhead muttered, "can you at least tell me where you work so we can visit, we'll even bring candy."

"No, now go or Kanda will leave without you," Allen said turning and heading off down the hall.

Of all the holidays anyone would think Allen favored the one with all the free candy, but it was quite the contrary. Not only was he weary of getting drugged by said free candy, but the place of his employ was not exactly the best place to be when all the children were out.

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"Lavi, where's Allen?" Lenalee asked having distinctly remembered the redhead mentioning that the four of them were going out that night for whatever it was he had planned.

"He couldn't come, I tried all manner of things to get him here but he refused me every time," Lavi wailed.

"Che, he's smarter than I give him credit for," Kanda murmured as he turned away from the two.

"Eh, where are you going?" Lavi asked perking out of his dramatic sobbing.

"Home," Kanda said, pausing to glare at his idiotic self-proclaimed best friend.

"I thought you were coming with us?" Lavi said.

"Che, as if," Kanda scoffed shooting the redhead a glare.

"Aww Yuu, why aren't you coming with us?" Lavi whined.

"You think I want to spend my free time with you?" Kanda hissed in annoyance as he stalked off, "find someone else to humor you."

Kanda had been prepared to go out with them that night; it wasn't like he had anything better to do, but the fact of the matter was that he'd only agreed to go on Lavi's big Halloween trick or treat thing because the redhead had mentioned Allen was going.

It was stupid, but around four months ago Allen had confessed to liking him. At the time Kanda had been far too shocked to do much of anything. He didn't like being taken off guard and he didn't like being confused, so naturally he had shot Allen down with his trademark scowl and a few choice words that were quite biting. He hadn't felt bad about it either. Even though he knew there was disappointment and sadness behind the smiling silver eyes of the younger male, he couldn't bring himself to care. He wasn't interested in a relationship with anyone and he sure as hell hadn't thought he was gay.

It took him a week to realize he'd become much more attentive to everything Allen said and did. Allen acted as if nothing had happened between them, still bickering, still arguing, still smiling like a naïve little child. A week more and Kanda started feeling his heart clench every time Allen came to school with fresh bruises, courtesy of Cross making off to visit some foreign country.

Kanda had never liked Cross; he couldn't even tolerate the sorry excuse for a man, and on more than one occasion he'd thought Allen should just ditch the bastard and save himself the trouble of constantly bitching about his cavalier attitude with regards to women and the ridiculous expenses than man would accumulate. Then again he wasn't the only one who thought Allen would be better off without Cross.

Around that time he also noted how he searched for Allen, wherever he went he would always be hoping to catch a glimpse of snowy white. At that time he had been just about ready to lock himself away in his room and meditate until the world came to an end, but he soon accepted that he may have feelings for the boy as well.

For a month he continued simply observing Allen, hating how people would throw themselves at his Moyashi, fawning over him, begging to be noticed. He hadn't before realized how popular Allen was. Sure the kid was cute with his overly childish features and the charm-birds-from-their-nests smile that he'd wear no matter how discouraged he was, but Kanda had never known or perhaps just hadn't paid attention to the fact that at least once a day someone would confess to him.

It made Kanda wonder why it was that Allen had fallen for him. It wasn't like Kanda was degrading himself, but he was sure that Allen couldn't be such a masochist to have wanted him as a partner, not with how they could barely stand each other. What kind of idiot falls for someone they argue with every single time they meet?

Then it had happened, three months and fourteen days ago, Kanda told Allen that he didn't hate him. The boy had been a bit confused at first but it didn't take long before Allen was all but grinning. It was far from the, I love you, that normal people under normal circumstances expressed their feelings, but to Allen it was just as good.

From there the two had a loose and fairly secretive relationship. There was nothing concrete, and Kanda had on occasion noted the slight weariness in Allen's expression when he made to kiss him. It wasn't much of a surprise really, for Kanda had yet to actually ask the boy out. He couldn't really expect Allen to be okay with things as they were even though the boy seemed like he was on cloud nine. It was only natural to be a bit skeptical about Kanda's reasons for changing his mind after so cruelly turning him down only a month prior.

Kanda had developed a new form of admiration for the snowy haired teen. He couldn't even bring himself to ask Allen to be his boyfriend even with knowing that the boy shared the same feelings, he could only imagine the kind of guts Allen had to screw up in order to confessed to him with full knowledge that there was a higher chance of hell freezing over than Kanda accepting his feelings.

So despite their very odd relationship and how things had started out, Kanda was damn well interested in Allen and would do what he could to stay by the boy's side – without making a big scene of it of course.

Not realizing how long he'd been aimlessly walking, Kanda noted the unfamiliar surroundings. The area was far from some of the other dingy corners of town but it wasn't all that busy either. A small building lay at the end of the otherwise empty street, a couple red lanterns hanging about the entrance emitting a soft glow into the autumn night.

He didn't know what it was about the nameless establishment that had him heading towards the door, or what it was about the soft lantern glow that beckoned him inside, but whatever the reason he found himself frozen in the doorway, eyes instantly landing on his Moyashi rushing about.

Cobalt eyes raked over Allen's attire, it looked like he'd stepped out of Arabian Nights. Black silky harem pants hung off his slender hips, shifting in a tantalizing caress of his flesh as he walked, a matching halter top adorning his upper half, leaving his torso completely exposed, and a silver chain was strung delicately about his waist in much the same manner as the one around his neck. Kanda was utterly captivated by the milky expanse of exposed skin of the boy's abdomen, annoyance flaring at the thought of other people seeing him like that.

Allen was running drinks to people, in what Kanda realized was a very risqué kind of club. Scantily clad women were belly dancing atop stages, and other males in similar attire to Allen were taking orders, making drinks behind the bar, and a few were dancing rather suggestively amongst the patrons.

"What the hell are you doing in a place like this?" Kanda asked stalking over to Allen, grabbing his wrist. Allen spun to face the navy haired male, eyes wide in shock, almost dropping the drinks he was holding.

"K-kanda?" Allen sputtered a dark flush suffusing across his face to his ears, "what are you doing here?" Of all the places Allen would have thought Kanda would be tonight, this had not been one of them. He really hadn't wanted anyone to know he was working in such a place, especially not Kanda.

"Che, I asked you first," Kanda said, gaze hard and calculating.

"I'm working," Allen said bluntly.

"No shit," Kanda snapped, "why the hell are you working in a place like this?"

"About that-" Allen murmured laughing nervously, grip tightening on the glasses he was still holding.

"Allen pet," an older man said gliding over with a broad grin as he draped his arm over the boy's shoulder, completely ignoring Kanda, "do you need any help?"

"Tyki, stop that," Allen frowned shrugging the older male off.

"You're always so stiff pet, you should loosen up a bit," Tyki said, voice taking on a husky quality which made Kanda bristle with anger, tugging Allen towards him.

"I thought I asked you to stop calling me pet," Allen pouted, hoping the male would feel Kanda's murderous intent and leave of his own accord.

"You hurt me, after all this time you're still pushing me away," Tyki said in mock dramatics before shrugging a smirk taking place on his features. "I can seat the customer for you if you'd like."

"No it's alright Tyki, he's…" Allen paused not sure how he should introduce Kanda, they had come to the conclusion that they had mutual feelings, at least to some degree but it wasn't like Kanda was his boyfriend, hell he was almost a hundred percent sure that Kanda would get angry if he introduced him as such, "a friend and I'm sure he'll be leaving shortly anyway."

"Alright then," the Portuguese male said winking at Allen before sparing an appraising glance at Kanda, who was just about ready to smash his skull into the floor for being so familiar with his Moyashi. "Goodbye, friend," Tyki said with a good deal of emphasis on the word friend. He was clearly taunting Kanda with the status as if he knew more than he was letting on.

"Che," Kanda scoffed shooting Tyki a fierce glare before tugging a protesting Allen off to the side of the room. "You were saying?"

"Uh well, do you mind waiting for a bit, I need to go give the customers their orders," Allen said lifting the glasses a bit to show that he still had them, "then I'll sign out on break, it's a bit early but it shouldn't be a problem."

"Fine I'll wait," Kanda huffed allowing the boy to seat him in a booth by himself.

For the next couple of minutes Kanda watched as Allen hustled about, delivering the drinks while apologizing for the wait and the heading off behind the bar into what he assumed was the staff lounge. A couple minutes later Allen emerged from the back and made his way over to Kanda flopping in the seat across from him.

"Hmm, where to start," Allen murmured to himself before looking up at Kanda, "you remember Cross right? Well he owns this place and what with him never being here, Miss Anita runs it and I work for her."

"What exactly is it that you do here?" Kanda asked, eyes narrowed seriously as he awaited an answer.

"Um well I do what all the employees do," Allen said a light tint of pink dusting his cheeks. He wasn't too comfortable talking about his job, sure it was like he was just a waiter for the most part – taking orders and serving customers – but there was also the other aspect of his work that he tried to repress to maintain a semblance of his dignity.

"What Do You Do?" Kanda glared. Allen was silent as Kanda's gaze drifted to the club happenings. There were the women and men dancing and people were still taking drink orders and there were a couple people behind the bar. There was one final thing that Kanda had failed to notice earlier that made his blood boil. It was sickening to him to see the several floor dancers that aside from mingling were also getting quite intimate with some of the patrons, their laps in particular.

"Everything?" Kanda asked darkly not liking the idea of his Moyashi grinding up against filthy lecherous strangers.

"Huh?" Allen asked following Kanda's gaze to the few men and women giving lap dances, a vivid blush suffusing across his face. "N-no, I d-don't…the lap dancing is completely optional. They're doing it because they want to…I don't…"

"So you don't dance?" Kanda asked seemingly satisfied with that thought.

"I…the stages…" Allen murmured. In that moment Kanda's mind went wild with images of Allen moving his body like the woman and men prostrating themselves on stage.

A few minutes of extended silence stretched between them before Kanda caught a glimpse of a woman leading a patron down a hall. Naturally this immediately piqued his interest.

"Where are they going?" Kanda asked.

"Private rooms," Allen said with a shrug, having little experience in the area save for cleaning he found nothing embarrassing about it. A light blub went off in Kanda's head as a smirk stretched across his face.

"Trick or treat Moyashi," Kanda said turning his gaze back to Allen.

"Huh?" The snowy haired boy cocked his head to the side inquisitively.

"It's Halloween," Kanda said, voice taking on a husky quality, "trick or treat."

Silver eyes widened as Allen flushed scarlet at the insinuation. He was rather annoyed with himself, for some reason Kanda was able to so easily shatter his composure and set his heart racing.

Allen had never even considered going into those back rooms with anyone. It was unnerving to say the least, Kanda and he were in some sort of relationship but he wasn't took keen on making a fool of himself or rushing into something he'd regret. As much as he wanted to believe Kanda had simply had a change of heart, it was difficult, and he was weary about the reason for this change.

A moment later Allen's blush faded completely from his face and he met cobalt pools with the same hazy desire filled gaze, leaning across the table so that he was an inch away from Kanda's face.

"Trick or treat huh?" Allen asked with a slight grin, "come with me and perhaps you'll find out."

Kanda's jaw just about dropped to the floor with that comment as he wondered where this confident male had come from and if he was hearing things correctly.

'It's just a dance,' Allen thought, 'I can do at least that much.'

Allen truly was full of surprises. Kanda felt the anticipation and excitement stirring in his blood as Allen stood. Following suit he began to follow the boy across the room and down the same hall he'd seen the couple go down earlier. He only wondered whether this was a trick that would leave him frustrated and aching or a delicious treat he could savor to the fullest.

A/N: So here's part one of my Halloween special, I hope everyone likes it. Now I bet you're all wondering why it's split into two parts right? Well that's because I want you all to tell me what you think the outcome is going to be, a trick or a treat. Nope I'm not kidding. I'm genuinely curious to see what you all think is going to happen, so please humor me.

On another note, the last part of Quid Pro Quo is going to take a bit longer. I just had my last midterms yesterday and I have been preoccupied all week, not to mention I have a lab report due on Tuesday which I've barely started on *sob*

Oh and I feel really stupid because I didn't mention this sooner, but to those who don't already know, I have a Live Journal account, I put the link on my profile page so if you're interested drop by and check it out.

Anyway, thanks to everyone who's read and reviewed my works.

Comments are welcomed – they make me happy :)