Warning: BOYXBOY, MAJOR OOC AND MISTAKES.

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"Why am I the one taking care of the moyashi?! He should be your responsibility, not mine!" Kanda thundered. Komui closed his eyes and massaged his temples upon feeling a headache coming on. He let out a long sigh; he was not paid enough for this.

"You are only going to keep watch on Allen until he wakes up, which I think he is going to pretty soon. After this, you will be going on your own way."

"Why couldn't you assign another people to keep a bed vigil on the baka moyashi? You know I despise his guts! Over my dead body will I stay in the same room with the moyashi over the period of ten minutes."

"Leenalee and the others had set out on the missions assigned to them yesterday, only you are free as you had just come back today. Do you expect me to take care of Allen when I have much work need to be done?"

"Quit the bullshit, damn Komui! It will be the end of the world if you ever look through one document."

"Enough is enough Kanda, do what you are told, or else no missions for the next three months." Oh, he just had to force Komui to use this method…again.

Kanda's eyes turned to slits. "You wouldn't dare."

"As a matter of fact, I do."

Kanda glared at Komui heatedly. What does Komui think of him as? The most compassionate person on Earth? Kanda got more important things to do; he was an exorcist, not some pathetic nanny! He was the destroyer, not the savior. He should be out of the Order killing akumas, not in it taking care of some fainted moyashi. Not like he cared for Allen, his life and death was absolutely none of Kanda's business. Kanda had expected Allen to be dead in the first few months after he had entered the headquarters. But well, well, well, the thought-to-be-dead-soon-moyashi had gained great strength and was going to be a general. The joy.

Kanda swore that someday, he was definitely going to murder these people; first being the Earl and the Noah, second which is the moyashi and third being Lavi, followed by Komui. This would then allow Kanda to experience the true meaning of joy in life. Not that he was ever going to; being an exceptionally grumpy person everyone would say.

"Kanda, smile a bit, it will help you to be in a good mood and allow you to look at a brighter side of life." Allen once told him, in the detestable sweet voice of his. Seriously, did Allen really thought that Kanda would listen to someone he himself hates? God forbids!

Kanda stormed out of Komui's office crossly, making sure to slam the door as hard as he could on his way out. This was the least he could do to relieve some of his anger, regardless of in a childish way or not. So now here he was, walking down the corridors of the Black Orders to Allen's room. He sighed heavily, thinking that god had a dark sense of humor and it was only seven in the evening.

Oh… this would be a long night.

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Kanda stood in front of Allen's room's door and turn the doorknob, a screeching sound followed shortly when he swung the door opened. He glanced around the room, which was moderately neat, but not as neat as his. Allen's room was much brighter compared to his though; his was seemingly covered in darkness, not a single trail of light at all.

He walked towards the direction of a wooden chair and sat down, making himself comfortable before he looked at Allen. The fifteen-year-old boy did not sustain any injuries anywhere; of course, he had not gone to any mission these few weeks. So, why did he faint? Kanda had forgotten to ask Komui in the moment of his anger, a very un-Kanda-ish thing for him to do.

Kanda's eyes began to droop and later, felt as heavy as lead. The missions that he was given these past few months must had taken a toll on him. All the akumas he met and killed was all level three, and the quantity of them was about eight every time. Not that he would admit he was tired, his pride would not allow him to. But the idea of taking a nap sounded so tempting to him right now. Kanda closed his eyes fully; he had always been a light sleeper, even if Allen wakes up, he would hear him.

There was absolutely nothing to be worried about.

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The full moon rose above the mountains, hanging proudly in the black sky; the clouds occasionally covering it, seemingly playing hide-and-seek with the people on Earth. Its illuminating light gave off a mysterious feeling, adding to the creepiness at night. Wolves' howls could be heard now and then, scaring the campers in fear of being the prey of these hungry predators.

Out of the blue, Kanda felt something slick and wet on his neck, in addition of something on his lap. What the!? He blinked a few times, before fully getting rid of the haziness. Directly in front of him, there was white, which looked oddly like hair-WHITE HAIR?! Kanda stood up in shock, and the action threw the figure off to the ground.

"Ou…ch…"

A familiar groan of pain reached Kanda's ears. He looked down and saw the moyashi, using his hand to sooth the growing bun on his butt, wanting to ease the pain.

"Why did you do that for, baKanda?!"

"You should be the one questioned by me! What were you doing on my lap?!"

"What were you talking about? I don't remember anything like that!"

"Whatever."

"Where are you going? You haven't answered my question!"

Before Allen could get an answer, the door was slammed, hard. He winced at the loudness and got up, dusting his clothes. What was that? Him on Kanda's lap? He was certain he did not hear wrong but he decided to not brood about it anymore.

Ignorance is bliss and the truth may haunt him forever, so why bother?



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Did he imagine that? Nevertheless, Kanda was positive that the moyashi was on his lap, or did he just want to wake Kanda up. Then, what about the wetness on his neck? Is it his sweat? Or… he shuddered, that thought had just scarred him for life. Kanda had always been the one with a wild imagination, not many knew this, except for some. He shook his head, another action that was very un-Kanda-ish.

Kanda decided to take a bath to relieve his mind, this much brooding was going to cost him to have a few strand of white hair and the idea of looking the same as Allen did not seem very appealing to him. He went into his room and gathered all his needed things for a bath before heading towards the bathhouse.

Kanda just did not know what he would find out what was on his body.

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Kanda had never felt this refreshed after a long time bath, he could even kill a few level three now; not like he was going to dirty himself again. He put on his casual, collarless shirt and navy blue pants before tying his long hair into a low ponytail that rest on one of his shoulder. A one full hour bath for a stressful day did the trick to relax Kanda, now he would know how to unwind himself if he ever met another day such as today.

Before walking past the mirrors that were provided in the bathhouse, something caught Kanda's eyes. A small pink spot was on his neck. Kanda stopped and stood in front of the mirror nearest to him to examine what's that. Maybe it's a mosquito bite? But it did not itch. He used his finger to press lightly on the spot, expecting it to hurt, but it did not. Abruptly, something hit him. This looked like a hickey! The memories of something wet on his neck swiftly flowed back into his mind.

Just what did Allen do just now?

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What you all think? My first DGM ff! Should I continue? Review if you wanna.