Disclaimer: I don't own D.Gray-man or its characters. Just borrowing for some fun
Summary: A trip to Italy, a hotel room with only one bed and an ocean view. Too bad it's a business trip.

"Ananias!"

Giving a quick glance over his shoulder from his position across the street, Allen looked curiously as Rabi came out of the bookshop he'd been in, making his way over to the young Exorcist with a rather grumpy look on his face. As angry as he looked, Allen couldn't help but grin considering his friend always seemed to look cuter when he was angry, if that were at all possible.

They were in Italy, following up on a few reports of akuma attacks but the fighting was already over. For the time being, they were waiting for the next train to head back toward the Order and submit their reports. All of this extra time seemed to do both of them some good, allowing tense nerves to unwind - the current situation notwithstanding. Considering where they were, Allen was getting accustomed to hearing strange words and he had a hard enough time as it was speaking the language of this country. All he had learnt already pertained only to food rather than anything else that might be more helpful than to get a quick meal.

Rabi shook a book in his hand and gave an angry glare to the bookshop again before leaning on the side of the stone railing beside his companion. "He tried to convince me that this was a rare book," he explained finally, a light, almost pouty frown on his lips. "These might not be common but they're not rare."

As usual when books were involved, the white-haired teen didn't know what was good or bad. Sure he would read now and again but it wasn't his favourite pastime in the world. But when his red-haired friend was involved, he was pretty good at "feigning" interest by now. "What is it, anyways?" he asked curiously, taking a bite of the pizza all'Andrea he had managed to snag while his friend was in the bookstore.

Looking skeptical, Rabi finally grinned and shook his head. "Just a book I got interested in when I saw it in the shop," he explained vaguely, putting it in the bag he had slung over his shoulder. "Did you manage to find the train schedule?"

"Oh, right!" Shoving the rest of his food in his mouth before digging through his pockets, he quickly pulled out a neatly folded sheet of paper which he opened and pointed to one line on it. Granted, he didn't know Italian at all but he had been told what to look for. "I think this is the one we're looking for," he said around the still rather large mouthful of food he still had.

With a smirk at the way Allen devoured his food, he nodded but made a small noise of frustration at the time slot. "It's so early," he whined, reaching over and thieving a slice of the pizza. "I guess we'll just have to run fast because the next train doesn't come for another two days." Finishing the pizza he'd taken, he motioned for his friend to follow him. "Come on, beansprout. We better find ourselves a room to stay until tomorrow morning."

It didn't take long to do just that, finding a small room for rent but only having one, double-sized bed for a decent price was simple enough. Unfortunately, that was all that was simple considering this didn't really seem to sit well with Allen. But once convinced that this was the best option for them to have a place to sleep, he relented and settled into the room as best as he could. It was too early for the both of them to get to bed, so they spent much of their time talking about their mission and what they would be reporting on when they returned. By the time they ran out of things to talk about, the sun had already set and stars could already be seen in the sky.

"Guess we should hit the hay, yeah?" Rabi said with a yawn as he got up off the window ledge. "Gotta get up early tomorrow."

This wasn't greeted by the young Exorcist with much enthusiasm, who got off the bed with some hesitation. "Are you sure we're going to be able to sleep in the same bed?"

Raising an eyebrow at this, the redhead removed his shirt and then looked over at his slowly undressing friend with a slight grin. "You're a good actor, Allen, but I don't think that you need to keep it up here." Only getting a small and nervous smile in return, he crossed the floor to embrace his young lover from behind, sliding a hand over Allen's shoulder and taking the shirt with it, allowing him to plant a few kisses on the white-haired teen's skin. "No one can see or hear us, yeah?"

Hesitation wasn't allowed after Allen felt the lips on his skin, rolling his head to one side and closing his eyes. "As long as you're sure. You're the one who said it was important to keep it quiet, after all." But even as he said that, a small moan escaped his lips as one of Rabi's hands had found its way under his shirt. "T-this isn't 'keeping quiet'."

Completely ignoring these details, the bold redhead pressed on, holding Allen close to his body and nuzzling his cheek against Allen's soft hair. "We're in Italy, right beside the ocean no less. You couldn't ask for a more perfect setting, don't you think?"

"We'll be late. We don't want to be late, right?" came the breathy reply, a low groan drowning out anything else that might have been coherent from the young Exorcist as Rabi's fingers worked their magic over his body.

"Ananias," Rabi said with a smirk, leading his lover over to the bed. "We'll have two days to come up with a good excuse."

In any other circumstances, Allen might have pressed Rabi on the meaning of what he'd called him but now was hardly the time for that. He quietly gave into the persistent ministrations, though it wasn't as if he needed much coaxing. Though they did miss the train the next morning and had to come up with an excuse that would get them both out of trouble, a little white lie for fun never hurt anyone.