Title: Inamorato (Took me one week deciding about the title of this one)
Disclaimer: I do not own –Man. Never. DUH.
Summary: Now all grown-up and devilishly handsome, Kanda is now free to show the whole wide world that he loves Allen and nothing could stop him from doing so... right?
Author's Note: I'm baaaack, people! This is the humble sequel of The Only Reason! *claps* *claps* Expect more drama from now on.
On with the story!
Unbeta'ed. Pardon the foolishness.
(Edited: well… kinda. XD March 18, 2011 This is my version number 2 that was supposed to be uploaded yesterday, but since i'm stupid... yeah. I didn't noticed that I uploaded the old version... sorry... *puppy dog eyes*)
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Four Years Is (Definitely) Not That Long
A huge house whose majestic walls were mainly decorated of high-class glass was proudly standing at a middle of a private beach where you could see many albatrosses flocking around. Its white painting and immaculate presence matched with the gentle wind and atmosphere of the sea.
Inside the house, a Persian cat was seen idly sleeping on a cream-colored couch. Its ears perked when it suddenly heard a gently thumping sound coming from the kitchen. Its eyes scanned the place, stood and stretched its limbs.
He's home. The cat was sure that he's home.
It's time for the gaki's breakfast after all.
That annoying man.
The cat swished its tail and hissed. That person never ceased to annoy the hell out of him. He was anything but nice and he was a complete asshole to his humble opinion. Oh well, as if an opinion of a mere house cat really mattered. He licked his paws loving the tangy taste of it.
Then suddenly, a mop of white hair entered the huge living room and the cat lovingly purred, welcoming his master. The man smiled at him and attempted to balance the plastic bags that he was carrying into his two hands. Food, the cat thought as he eyed the man. He dropped the groceries into the dining table and started arranging the contents of the plastics. He raised his left arm and checked the time.
7:30 am. He still have a half an hour to sleep. The man thought and resumed his task at hand. The cat just watched his master's precise moving and yawned, while circling at the legs of the white-haired man. He was quite excited about this day because he heard that the brat's going to an out-of-town trip and his master will cook something extra delicious today for his bento – and that means extra delicious food for him too. He meowed, catching the attention of the busy man, hoping that he will spare him that delicious tuna, lying casually near the sink.
The generous man smiled and patted the cat's head. "You like this, huh." He said while scratching his neck. "Then, will you do me a small favor?"
Small favor? As if.
The cat focused its attention to the smiling face despite the comfort that lulling him to sleep because of the gentle scratching.
Aww... There, there. A little to the left... There... that feels so good...
"So, Are you on?"
As if he didn't know what kind of favor that his master was pushing onto him.
"Help me wake up Yuu." The kind man said as he smiled, still scratching his neck.
Bingo.
He could almost feel the rush of adrenaline on his small, lithe body.
The cat smirked and bared its retractable, pointed and definitely sharp claws.
This would be fun.
He would sure have fun waking up that bratty kid.
"Meow!"
Allen smiled.
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Sometimes, Akkeb couldn't help but think that his cat could actually understand him. He watched the regal way it walked on the stairs until it disappeared on his sight. He sighed and resumed to his work. Allen almost dropped the plates on his hands when he heard a loud growl echoing around the house and a series of colorful, innovative cussing being thrown in the wind.
"What the fuck's your problem, you fucking, filthy cat? I'll kill you! Come here!"
The next thing he heard was loud footsteps rumbling throughout the second floor and a sudden appearance of a pissed young man who was wearing nothing but a skimpy boxer shorts. His still long, majestic, black hair was gashing wildly in the air.
Allen tiredly closed his eyes and groaned.
Some habits were really hard to die.
He watched Kanda chased Shaira and Allen couldn't help but to sigh in exasperation.
"Kanda, I told you no cussing." He reprimanded the panting young man while he continued to chase the Persian cat who was now leaping and scampering in all direction – messing the house. "And the house's getting dirty."
Kanda bared his set of white teeth while intently watching the cat and retorted, "But it was his goddamn fault!"
The cat just snarled and hissed.
Allen sighed.
"Are you even aware that you're actually fighting with a cat?"
Kanda left eyebrow twitched in annoyance towards furry ball and he felt the need to defend his sanity. "But he started it!" He retorted as he furiously stomped on the ground, almost stepping on the cat's poor tail. Totally not accidental or whatsoever.
More growling and hissing flew in the air.
"But he is still a cat." Allen watched as Kanda tried to flatten the furry animal with Allen's fuzzy slipper.
Don't waste your time explaining to that stupid idiot, Allen. The cat flipped its long tail as if mocking the long-haired man. He won't get it.
"It seems like he doesn't think that way –" Kanda almost caught the cat on its tail only to be bit on the hand. " – you fucking fur ball! I'll grind you until you are unrecognizable!"
What an odd pair.
The situation was actually quite funny, Allen thought as he gazed at Yuu and the furry creature running around the house. Yuu was almost naked on his immaculate Tazmanian boxer while running like a kid – that was definitely deemed as priceless. Well, at least for other people, especially for those Kanda's fans out there – but certainly not to Allen. Kanda was quite famous for being a harsh and cold towards other people. But whenever Allen's around, the stubborn young man turned into an obedient, compliant kid. He grew up around Allen after all.
Allen was special – as far Kanda Yuu was concerned.
Lavi said it was a clear display of fagging while murderously staring at Kanda. Then he mentally noted that pest of a kid that was now as tall as him. He couldn't help but think sometimes that the brat was even taller than him now. That horrible thought made Lavi chewed Allen's new sofa – well, almost.
However, that particular word (this word: fagging) earned a month of death-glares from the usual kind and polite white-haired man.
Kanda, on the other hand, just sneered and called Lavi a 'painfully and almost-pitiful in denial, stinky bastard'.
Allen decided to return from his cooking. What a lovely morning, he mocked the rising sun illuminated on the infinite sea, as he chopped the onions that he will use in his soup later this morning.
"You'll gonna be late, Yuu." He reminded the student while listening to thecrashing and thumping on his back.
"Gimme a sec, I'll just bury this thing alive!"
A loud hissing was heard right after that.
Allen sighed in exasperation.
Well, this was clearly ridiculous.
After a minute, the Persian was now meowing loudly outside the house, scratching the door – defeated and downright fuming.
Allen faced Kanda and shook his head. "You're unbelievable."
Kanda, now sitting, looked at him smugly. "Thanks." The white-haired man could almost see the 'I FUCKING WON' sign wildly waving at the top of the young man's head.
Kanda smirked inwardly when he heard a long meowing outside and more desperate scratching on the door. That abomination was a so-called gift from that annoying pervert bunny and it was enough to made Kanda hissed in fury too. It was as if the atrocity that was Lavi was actually using the cat from hell to make Kanda's every day… well, a living hell. Unfortunately, Allen wouldn't let him kick the cat's ass for good. He was spouting something like, 'animal rights' and 'animal welfare' or something like that to Kanda. The long-haired man couldn't help but think that sometimes, the Mister Walker was just too good for his own good – keeping a dangerous cat like and all. And the worst thing was that feline monster had actually had some nerve to clomp on him when he was peacefully sleeping! That was unforgivable. Utterly unacceptable! No one, as in no one, dared to disturb Kanda Yuu in his sleep!
Well, except for Allen.
There's always an exception and Allen would always be an exception to Kanda's life.
He smiled while watching the now twenty-eight year old man, silently chopping the ingredients to the most amazing soup a man could ever produce on entire Japan – that's how much Kanda loved Allen's cooking (obviously) – and an idea suddenly crawled on his mind. He smirked and silently rose to his chair and went towards the small man. Allen was small for his age unlike Kanda who was now towering over Allen on his 5'9 height.
He waited until the man finish holding the knife and suddenly wrapped his long arms on the Allen's small waist.
"Good Morning, Allen." He said as he kissed his cheeks.
Allen just smiled and gently whacked the tall man on the head. "Idiot. You don't have to hug me. You're not a kid anymore."
Kanda pouted and hugged the man more tightly.
"Ack! Yuu – stop it! I cannot breathe!"
Kanda rested his face on the struggling man's hair; he snuggled and afterwards, smiled.
He loved Allen's shampoo… he always smelled like a cucumber… or something close to that.
Kanda wasn't particularly a morning person, but because he loved Allen so much, he was willing to wake up early every damn morning just to do this special little routine of him.
He snuggled on Allen's hair more and tightened his hold on the man's lean body.
"ACK! Stop it, Yuu!" Allen tried to break free from his arms but he wasn't having any of that.
Kanda pouted. "But you haven't said 'Good Morning' to me yet."
"STOP IT, KANDA! I CAN'T FUCKING BREATHE!"
Kanda smirked and gazed at the squirming man beneath him. "Oh no, Allen. I told you, no cussing…"
Allen was heard screaming for help that day.
Unfortunately, only albatrosses could hear his heartbreaking plea. And they seemed not to mind Kanda lovingly glomping on the kind and nice Allen Walker.
A/N: So, I was just kidding a little on that 'drama' part… XD
Don't kill me…
More glomping on next chapter! And oh, who do you want to see first? Lavi or Tyki? How about both? XD
See you!