A/N: Here you are! The long awaited sequel to Speechless and Breathless. This fic picks up where the other fic left off. So you MUST read the other fic to understand this one. So please enjoy and review.

Disclaimer: I do not own d. gray man.

Where Normalcy is Not Bliss

During the few weeks where Allen was discharged from the hospital after being deemed physically healthy, Kanda had realized that Allen would never be the same little boy he had (although he would never admit it) adored. For one, the white-haired teen denied any bodily touch even from Kanda. This provided some difficulty for the swordsman who, after a month of not seeing his lover, felt very... needy.

Allen had also regained his voice (a miracle on his part) but this switched on and off. Meaning, he was mute one day and on another, he could speak without any trouble. How the hell that worked was still a mystery to the white-haired exorcist.

And another thing: Allen was very good at hiding and avoiding the longhaired teen when he felt shy or didn't want another make out session, which was often. This proved to be a problem...

It all started in the cafeteria a few days ago (when he didn't know what avoidance skills his beansprout had), when Kanda's libido could not take it anymore and he desperately needed to cuddle with his beansprout or there would be hell to pay.

"Oi, rabbit," Kanda greeted Lavi with his usual glare and insults.

"Oh, Yuu!" the future Bookman appeared nervous all of a sudden when he saw the swordsman's expectant gaze. Kanda's eyes narrowed. He knew something. "Err... what do you need?" Lavi asked.

"Where is the beansprout?" the samurai inquired, not bothering with the fact that the idiot bunny had called him by his first name again. The red-haired teen blanched.

There was an underlying threat there. He was going to die painfully if he didn't give the right answer. He just knew it.

"I-I have no idea what you're talking about!" Lavi inched his way slowly toward the door. Maybe if he could reach the entrance fast enough, he would have a chance to escape alive.

"Where the hell are you hiding him?" Kanda growled, pulling out Mugen and pointing it at the rabbit.

"Oh, would you look at the time?" Lavi quaked in his boots and looked at a clock that wasn't there. "Gramps will be expecting me to do library duty soon and I don't want to be late! Bye!" And he turned tail and fled.

Said beansprout suddenly entered the cafeteria for breakfast and was sent flying as he bumped into Lavi.

"Ow," the younger boy rubbed the sore spot on his head. Thankfully, he could talk today. "What the hell, Lavi?"

"Moyashi-chan!" the frightened bunny shouted and continued to flee, pulling Allen along with him. "RUN FOR YOUR LIFE! YUU-CHAN'S GOING TO RAPE YOU!!"

"OI!" Kanda snarled as he raced after them. "Where do you think you're going?"

Lavi squealed when Mugen came flying and narrowly avoided his head but was implanted in the stone next to it.

"EH?!" Allen finally grasped what his friend meant and ran as if the devil was at his heels (which was not really that far from the truth). He made a sharp right and jumped off the railing.

Kanda followed after him, leaving Lavi to hide in a corner and catch his breath.

"Phew," he sighed, "That was so close. God help poor Beansprout-chan. He's still on Yuu-chan's radar." He vowed that the next time he passed the alter, he would bring some offerings and pray to the Holy Lord.

Meanwhile...

Allen pulled himself onto another line of railing before hopping onto the floor and running down the corridor. Finders, scientists, and exorcists left and right wondered why the cute boy was running so fast and with such a terror-stricken expression on his face... until a very pissed swordsman followed. A wave of understanding passed between the residents of the Black Order. They all made a large path for the two, afraid that they would be dragged into this or accused of hiding the white haired child which would leave to Kanda shoving Mugen down their throats. And nobody wanted to die that way.

"Stop, you stupid beansprout!" he picked up his pace.

"No!" the cursed child shrieked and veered to the left. He opened a door and locked himself in, his heart thundering in his chest. Allen pushed a desk against the door and sighed, feeling safe for now.

Suddenly, the door was being pounded on so fiercely that it nearly snapped under the pressure.

"Open up!" Kanda shouted. "Or I'm going to cut open the door!"

Allen let out a little 'meep' of fear as the sound of metal was drawn and the door was sliced in two.

"Moyashi!" Kanda watched in horror as Allen opened the window and jumped out.

This continued for the better part of the morning and all the way into the afternoon. And the only reason Kanda was able to snatch up his unwilling moyashi was because the kid had stopped in the cafeteria for dinner.

"Shouldn't we help him?" Lenalee asked as she finished up her dinner. She watched at Kanda carried the poor teen over his shoulder to their room and grinned. This was awesome stuff for her new doujinshi she was doing.

"Lenalee, Lavi!" Allen almost sobbed. "Help me!"

Lavi and Lenalee thought about it. Helping the cursed teen would mean instant death...

"Nah," Lavi shook his head. He turned to the cursed boy who looked at him with a hopeful expression. "Sorry, moyashi-chan! But I value my skin more than yours! No hard feelings, right?"

"Lavi, you idiot!" Allen screamed as he was carried away. "Lenalee, help me!"

"Sorry, Allen-kun!" she called out to him. "I have to help Komui-niisan with paperwork after dinner. I'll check on you tomorrow morning!"

Both exorcists waved jovially at Allen before continuing their eating.

Allen let out a groan of pain as he was thrown on the bed. He backed away slightly in alarm when Kanda sat next to him but made no move to touch him.

"Do you love me?" he asked tactlessly. He fixed Allen with his most sober gaze.

Allen's eyes widened and his cheeks turned pink. Despite the severe look he was receiving, he laughed at the absurdity of the question and at the tense atmosphere.

"Of course I do, silly Bakanda," Allen smiled. "You're the one who risked your life to save me after all."

"Then why do you not want me to touch you?" he asked intensely. Kanda chided himself for showing so many weak emotions. He was supposed to be the strong one in this relationship.

That was a question Allen felt that he could not answer appropriately. He was afraid of human touch after all he had been through. He was afraid that the coldness and desperation for salvation would come to him again, and leave him crying in pain. He was afraid of abandonment and the dark loneliness it would surely bring. He hated that feeling and it terrified him.

"I'm just not a people person yet," Allen shrugged as he lied easily and plastered on a fake grin. But Kanda could see through it. He saw what his moyashi was really fearful of.

Before the hapless boy could protest, his hands were pinned above him and he found himself trapped between the bed and Kanda.

"K-Kanda," Allen blushed, as his face was only a few inches away from the swordsman's. He felt his breathing become strained and his heartbeat quicken ten fold. "W-What do you think you're doing?"

He squirmed and struggled to free himself but the hold on his hands was stubborn. Fear akin to that of a panic attack gripped him and he felt his chest rising and falling too fast.

Any more complaints were lost in his throat as he felt a pair of warm lips caress his own, gently and almost soothingly. Any phobia or distress he felt melted away instantly. He focused solely on the fluttery feeling in his stomach and those soft lips that felt so good and tasted delicious to him.

A hot probing tongue forced its way into his mouth which Allen invited in happily. Long, calloused fingers threaded in his short hair and caressed his cheek. He let out a low moan when the tongue stroked teasingly at his bottom lip and wondered how Kanda had gotten so good at kissing.

"Am I forgiven?" Allen panted breathlessly as they parted for air.

"Che, no," he grinned, licking Allen's lips sensually.

"What?" Allen answered indignantly, "But I-"

Kanda did not let him answer but leaned back down for another breath-stealing kiss.

"It's midnight," Allen murmured between their lips. "Can I go to sleep now?" He made a move to detach himself from Kanda's limbs.

"You can sleep here today," Kanda refused to let go of his young lover and tightened his hold on the boy's wrists.

Allen turned a bright shade of red before pushing off the older teen.

"My bed is just right there!" he motioned to the mattress on the other side of the room. "How much closer could I possibly get?!"

"Do you really want me to answer that?" Kanda smirked and pushed Allen back down on the bed. "You're sleeping here today."

"But-" Allen stopped when Kanda gave him a meaningful glare and sighed. "Fine but please don't touch me. I'm still slightly uncomfortable." That last part was whispered but the raven-haired man caught it.

"Whatever," the swordsman wrapped an arm around the smaller boy's waist as if to smite him and pulled him closer until he could feel the warm body press against him.

"K-Kanda," Allen whined, struggling to pull the arm off him. The iron hold would not let go and all will he had left was gone. He turned to face the older man whose eyes were already closed. "Good night, Bakanda."

"Che, good night, moyashi," he whispered back and blindly kissed the pentacle above Allen's left eye.

A/N: There you are. And it all ended on a happy note. Please review if you liked it.