A/N: Hello hello! Ok, so I fail and I'm late, but I'm still here! This is for Yullen Week. Number one: Seasonal. Hope you like it! Please review! 8D Rated Mature for a reason!

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I've become so numb I can't feel you there - Linkin Park

Kanda opened his eyes, a small shiver going through his had-been still form. Damn it was…not cold. He closed his eyes once more, cutting off the dim light. It wasn't cold. Not cold, not cold…Ok, so it was cold. He hated to admit it, but it was. And he was even wearing a shirt. He wasn't about to be bare chested now. Even if Lavi nagged about him being less then a man. If he did, Kanda was going to throw him into the snow. Out of the tenth story window. He shifted his leg from where it was positioned under him. It was starting to fall asleep. It was too cold to meditate anymore without freezing. He was even wearing shoes.

But he had to get out. It was crazy up in the Order. Everyone was insane. Christmas was upon them and everyone was decorating and going everywhere merry and all that shit. It was too happy. He had to escape. So he had escaped to outside. But it was so damn cold! He was going to freeze his ass off.

His eyes opened once more and he shifted, hunching his shoulders slightly and watching his breath form foggy clouds in the air. He needed warmth. He'd just make sure whoever dared to pull him into decorating was sorry. Kanda stood stiffly from the unearthed root he had been sitting on. His muscles were sore from sitting so still when it was this cold.

The samurai jumped carefully off the branch, landing in the two inches of snow, his boots making a loud crunching noise. Maybe he would just wander around. Moving would definitely give him more heat.

He shook himself vigorously, finding that his head was dusted with a light layer of snow, then started through the forest. It was almost completely silent, the snow dampening every sound. It made it so that he could hear the distant sounds of decorating and festivities up at the Order. He shook his head momentarily, continuing to walk.

Kanda listened to the sounds that inhabited the sleeping forest. There wasn't much there. And then as he walked deeper into he forest, he heard something a little different then the normal natural sounds. It sounded like a ragged panting. Curious to see who had come outside in the cold as well, he headed towards it.

The panting grew a little louder, as well as the sounds of feet on the snow. He came through the trees a little and spotted someone who he would've thought would've been helping with the decorations or something. But he was out here. Training? And…without a shirt… Kanda found himself staring at the silver haired exorcist's body.

Allen had stopped and was standing in the middle of the snow covered clearing. His chest—still without a shirt—was rising and falling swiftly, as if he had been running or fighting. Wasn't he cold? But he didn't look cold. Kanda glanced down and did a double take. The Moyashi wasn't even wearing shoes. How was he not freezing?!

And then the young exorcist turned slightly, grabbing his left wrist with his right. Kanda had never actually seen him activate his Innocence to its fullest extent. He had only seen it from the corner of his eye, in the middle of a battle. But here, he would see it completely. Allen's eyes were closed partially, as if he were concentrating.

And in a fluid movement, Allen pulled. And as he did so, the black arm turned into a sword. It was strange, but very awe inspiring. Kanda stared at him, breath creating a cloud before his mouth. Allen had started to move in fighting motions, as if he was facing an opponent that the dark haired samurai couldn't see.

Kanda let out a soft cough, walking out. "Oi, Moyashi, what the hell are you doing out here?" he asked. Allen turned to face him.

"Kanda, what're you doing out here?" Allen asked. He was panting. And he was sweating. How was he sweating? It was freezing. Kanda watched him, unable to keep his eyes from wandering down across the well-tuned muscles of Allen's body. The boy shifted, then cleared his throat. "Hello?"

"Its freezing," Kanda said, jerking his eyes back up to Allen's silver eyes. "You're going to get sick."

"No I'm not. I'm not cold," Allen said. He tightened his grip on his silver and black sword and started spinning it slowly before him. It made a soft whooshing noise as it past before him, and scrapped at the snow, making a small gouge in the frozen water.

"Bullshit," Kanda said, stomping over him. Allen twisted slightly, now alternating his rotation of the sword between front and back. "You have no shoes either. You're going to freeze."

One of Allen's silver eyebrows rose, disappearing under his bangs. "I'm not," he insisted. "I am not cold. You might be, but I'm not."

"How can you not be cold, baka?" the raven haired exorcist asked sharply, shifting so that his feet wouldn't fall asleep or freeze—whichever happened first. He glanced around, noticing that snow had started drifting down from the heavy clouds a little harder than it had been. It landed on their heads and Allen's bare shoulders. Kanda watched as the snowflakes turned into water droplets as the heat from Allen's body melted them.

Allen had stopped spinning his Innocence. "Why're you worried?" he asked, sticking his sword into the ground and shaking his arm for a moment, rolling his wrist.

"Because I don't want you sick," Kanda said, then grabbed his arm—the one still attached to his body. "You're coming with…" he broke off. Before Allen could pull away himself, Kanda let go of the other exorcist's arm, recoiling slightly.

"What?"

Allen was giving him a questioning look, eyebrows together.

"You're hot," Kanda stated bluntly, staring at him.

Allen's eyelids flashed swiftly for a moment. "I don't think now's the time to go over that," he replied.

"Not that, baka," Kanda said. "You're hot. As in, you're temperature is higher than normal."

"I'm fine," Allen said. "I'm perfectly normal. But you look cold. You should maybe go in…before you catch cold…"

Kanda glared at him. "Fine. Get sick, I don't care," he snapped, annoyed at him. Then he turned, heading through the trees with a brisk pace, hands clenched at either side of him. "That idiot. You look cold. You should go in. Gah."

He heard Allen call from behind, calling him back, but he ignored the soft hearted fool. He muttered to himself angrily. If he wanted to get sick, or frozen or whatever, why should he care? He didn't care. He knew he did, but still. He didn't! Shaking his head, he made his way back inside. It was a bit too chilly for his liking. His thoughts drifted back to Allen. How he had been shirtless. How he had looked while practicing. The way his cheeks were flushed from the exhilaration. He grunted, stopping himself from thinking anymore.

The dark haired samurai stalked through the Order doors, getting bombarded by noise as he came in. It was overpowering. He had half a mind to turn around and walk right out again. But it was too cold, and he really liked how warm it was, so he decided to try his odds against the noise and meeting anyone who wanted his help.

He headed for one of the training rooms swiftly, going in and locking the door in case someone wanted to come in and try to interrupt him. Sighing slightly and making a face, Kanda pulled off his boots before entering the dojo then stepped up the single step and across the wood paneled floor. Then he settled down on the floor, crossing his legs. It was definitely quieter in here, along with warmer. The samurai closed his eyes, clearing his mind.

And was interrupted by a loud voice and the door being pounded upon a little bit later. "Yu-chan? Yu-chan, are you thereeeeeee? I know you're in there!" the redheaded bookman's apprentice called through the locked door. Kanda let out a soft groan, hanging his head a little, eyes still closed. "Let me in Yu-chan!"

"Get away, Baka Usagi!" he growled. The pounding stopped for a moment.

"I knew you were in there! Come out! Why don't you want to help decorate? Come see the cafeteria! Its all decked out!" the redhead called through the door. Kanda muttered something under his breath, straightening again. Sometimes ignoring him worked.

There was a moment of silence. Maybe the idiot had gone. And then the door clicked and burst open. Kanda turned swiftly, eyes snapping open. "Oi! Get out of here!" he said, glaring at the redhead who had gotten the door open. A hairpin was in his hand. The Baka Usagi was grinning from ear to ear like the idiot he was.

"Nu-uh, I'm not leaving," he said. "I've come to say that you should go help."

"You said that through the door. Now go away," Kanda snapped.

"And see the cafeteria," Lavi said.

"You said that too," Kanda growled.

Lavi paused. "Come on Yu-chan! You can't lock herself in here, or outside or whatever you had been doing earlier."

"Don't call me that."

"…Yu-chan!" Lavi said, coming over to him. At least he took his shoes off. Kanda had turned away from him, eyes closing again. "You're so antisocial!"

"Yes, now leave," the samurai snapped.

Lavi flopped down beside his fellow exorcist. "…I noticed Allen coming back in," he said slyly. Kanda stayed silent, attempting to ignore him. "…He looked kinda said. Why was that? Were you mean again?" The dark haired man didn't say anything, jaw clamped shut. A muscle in it twitched a little. "He was lookin' preeetty hot, too. No shirt and all…very nice and—"

Kanda had kicked him in the head, hard. Lavi went sprawling across the dojo floor, half on the step. "Owww…" he said, pushing himself up. "What was that for?"

"Shut the fuck up," the exorcist growled, glaring at Lavi. "And leave me alone!"

"All I said was that Allen looked hot. Come on, you don't have to be all protective or anything. You were the one who snapped at him in the first place," Lavi said, watching him with a slight grin. He knew that Kanda was protective over Allen.

"Shut up," Kanda snapped swiftly. He knew that he had snapped at Allen.

"Ok, ok," Lavi said, pulling himself up and getting his shoes again. "Have fun sitting here…alone…"

"Yes, now go away," the samurai said, setting down again.

"…While Allen is in the infirmary…" Lavi said.

Kanda's eyes opened swiftly and he turned. His neck cracked slightly as he did so, turning a little too fast. "What?" he asked, eyes wider than normal.

"The beansprout," Lavi said, watching him from the doorway. "He's in the infirmary. Didn't you know?" Kanda didn't notice the small grin that curved the redhead's lips. Why was Allen in the infirmary?! Had he gotten hurt? Sick? Was he all right?

"Why? Why is he in there?" Kanda asked quickly.

Lavi shrugged. "I dunno," he said. "I just saw him in there on my way down the hall."

"…How long has it been since he came in?" Kanda asked, glancing out of the window. He didn't know how long he had been sitting in the dojo. He had a tendency of letting time escape him when he meditated. It was dark. It had been late afternoon when he had come back.

"A couple of hours. I past the infirmary about 20 minutes ago though," Lavi said, watching the other man as he got to his feet. He walked to the door quickly, pausing to pull his boots back on before pushing his way past the junior Bookman. "I dunno why he's in there. Might not want to be disturbed!" his last words were louder because Kanda had already walked away from him.

Kanda headed to the infirmary quickly. Why was Allen in there? He muttered to himself. He shouldn't get so worried, but he was. The kid always pushed himself too far. That's probably what he had done this time. He had probably hurt himself. Or he had been lying when he said he wasn't cold and got sick. He looked into the infirmary window, but saw no one. Was the redhead lying? Maybe Allen was in one of the other rooms where they did exams. He headed down the hall, looking in the doors as he past.

The samurai was passing one of the last rooms when he spotted someone and took several steps back. He looked in, spotting Komui. It was one of the larger rooms, with several beds. The curtains were drawn around one. As he watched, Komui disappeared behind it, talking. He couldn't hear what he was saying though, since the doors were thick. The reason why the curtain was drawn a little was probably just because the doors had windows. Carefully, he opened it and slipped inside.

"…thing's fine," Komui was saying as he came in. He closed the door behind him without a sound and slipped up behind the curtain to listen.

"I was just checking," Allen said. "Kanda was worried…"

Komui chuckled softly. "Training outside without a shirt, I'd be worried too if I was him," he said, snapping something shut.

"But I wasn't cold," the younger said. "I was fine."

Komui was silent, but Kanda figured that he was nodding. The samurai leaned against the wall silently, continuing to listen. So Allen wasn't sick or hurt? He felt relief wash over him.

"You're fine," Komui said after a moments pause and the sound of a pen scratching on a paper. Kanda looked across the room, staring at a small spot on the wall above the door. "Everything's perfectly normal. You can go eat if you like, I remember you mentioning that you were hungry."

"Yes!" Allen said, and Kanda heard his feet hit the ground as he jumped from the bed. "I'll do that. Thanks Komui. See you later!" The boy became visible as he walked from around the curtain, buttoning his shirt as he did. He didn't glance back and headed through the door without noticing Kanda. The samurai stayed leaning against the wall. He wanted to know how it was possible for Allen to be 'fine' when he could train outside without a shirt when it was snowing without being cold.

Komui had walked around the curtain. He glanced around and jumped. "Kanda," he said, startled. "Why're you here? How long have you been here?"

"Wanted to see what was up," he said, looking at the scientist. "The idiot Bookman said that Moyashi was in here…"

"He's fine," Komui said, fixing his papers and pulling away the curtains that had been hiding the bed. The tall man went around the bed once more, turning off the machines sitting there. "Heard that you snapped at him because he was training outside."

"He's gunna get sick," Kanda said angrily. "Outside when it's that cold! And he trains too much…"

"You're one to talk," Komui said, looking slightly amused. "But that's not the point. I doubt that he'd get sick."

"You weren't outside," Kanda muttered, looking away. "It was so damn cold."

Komui watched him for a moment. "Allen hasn't really told you about himself, has he?" he asked after a minute or so of silence. Kanda looked at him with slight annoyance.

"What the hell are you talking about?" the samurai growled. "I know about him."

"It takes pretty extreme temperatures to affect Allen, at least with the cold," Komui stated, fixing his glasses. "You've been on missions with him in the cold, you should've noticed this before."

"…But he's gotten cold before," Kanda said slowly, staring at the scientist.

"It's been a little different since his Innocence past one hundred percent synchronization," the man said. He shifted his weight a lightly, arms crossed. "He's always been a little less susceptible to the cold than normal people though."

Kanda stared at him, navy eyes narrowed a bit. "And why's that?" he asked, annoyance evident in his voice. Why didn't he know this stuff? He didn't even know what he didn't know, but knew that it was important.

"Ah…hm…" Komui said, thinking for a moment. "In a sense, he's kind of like you…"

"What the hell does that mean? Kind of like me?" Kanda asked.

"As in…his life gets used up quicker than others…He burns hotter and faster…That's one reason why his temperature is warmer than average, something I think you've noticed before," Komui said, eyeing the samurai carefully.

Kanda's thoughts flashed back to a couple weeks ago, before a mission. Yes…Allen had felt hot, but given the circumstances, he hadn't thought much of it. He himself had been quite hot as well. He frowned slightly, thinking back to a different time that their surroundings hadn't been that blazing. And he found that whenever he thought about it, Allen's skin was always a little hotter than normal.

"…Ok…" Kanda said slowly. "So yeah, his skin has been a bit…hot…But what do you mean by life being used up quicker than others?"

"Parasite type," Komui stated simply. "Using their own body to hold the Innocence, they're pushed to their limits over and over. The reason he eats a lot is to keep up his strength, because the Innocence uses so much of it. And using that much energy creates more heat. That's his normal temperature. That's how he wasn't cold."

"Why has it been different since his Innocence evolved?" Kanda asked.

"Because it requires even more energy," the scientist said. He let his arms fall to his sides. "Does this answer your questions?"

"…It does explain all those exams and such too," the dark haired exorcist stated. "Explains why he has to see you a lot more than others."

Komui nodded and said, "I like to check on him, make sure everything's ok. Its harder to tell with him, one because his body's a bit different and two because he hides stuff." The samurai nodded. He had experienced in full at how annoying Allen could be sometimes when he was hiding something like an injury.

The scientist walked to the door. "He was telling the truth when he said that he wasn't cold," he commented then left the room. Kanda stared at the door for a long few minutes, mulling things over. Then he pushed himself away from the wall and headed for the door as well.

He burns hot and fast…does that mean that he'd die young? Kanda mused, heading down the hall. He completely ignored all of the people who spoke to him as he walked down the hall. He didn't even realize they were there. He walked past a room being decorated and then another where loud raucous laughter was coming from. Might've been General Cross, because a crash came a moment later with more laughing.

He can't die…he promised, that idiot. Kanda continued to himself, completely missing the fact that Lavi tried to grab him. His timing had been perfect so that he missed Lavi. He was just about to go look for Allen when he walked around the corner and literally walked into the boy. Allen let out a startled noise, staggering back slightly.

"Yu!" he said.

Kanda just grabbed his arm and dragged him down the hallway.

"What? Yu, what're you doing?" Allen asked, staggering a little as the older almost yanked him off his feet, pulling him through the halls. Order personnel stayed out of the samurai's way. His eyes were glinting slightly, and would be very angry if someone got in his way. Finally he dragged Allen into his room, closing the door with a snap.

"Ow," Allen said, finally pulling out of Kanda's grip. "What is your problem?" He rubbed his biceps where the other had been holding him. "That hurt, damn it."

"Why did you never tell me?" Kanda growled, glaring at his lover. Allen stared at him blankly, hands falling to his sides.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Yu," Allen said truthfully. Silver eyes flickered, examining Kanda's face. "What's wrong?"

"About…you, and how the Innocence inside you is taking all your life!" the taller said angrily then pushed Allen against the wall, forearm against Allen's chest. The boy didn't seem very surprised, but let out a small noise as he hit the stone. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"…It's not important," Allen stated, staring at him through partially lidded eyes. His hair was falling in front of his face. "I'm going to live as long as I will live."

Kanda growled darkly, a noise that came from the back of his throat. "You could die tomorrow!"

"I have more life left then that, Yu," he said. "Trust me on that at least."

"How do you know though?"

"Because I can feel it," Allen said. "I don't feel like I'm at the last of my life. But isn't it just like you and your lotus? Similar things."

Kanda pulled away, letting go of Allen. He turned so that his back faced the boy. "No," he said, but it was similar. He was just upset that Allen had hid something like this from him. He stared at the wall, eyes flickering from side to side, thinking.

"Yu…" Allen murmured softly and he felt arms wrapping around his stomach. A chin rested on his shoulder. "I'm fine…"

"For now," Kanda said.

"…Yes, for now," Allen said. "For now I'm the same hot 100 degree temperature. And I'm healthy. And…I'm yours."

Kanda glanced at him, feeling the younger pressing his body against his own. He turned and pulled Allen flush against his body, arms around his hips. Then he leaned down and kissed him deeply. "Damn straight," he growled after they had broken the kiss a little bit later.

Allen watched him for a moment. The dark haired samurai leaned down, kissing his neck. The silver haired exorcist stretched it slightly, looking up to let Kanda have a bit more room. The samurai smirked a little and bit down on the pale skin of his lover's neck. A small gasp escaped the boy's lips as he did this, much to Kanda's pleasure. He backed the younger up towards the bed, forcing him down upon the mattress.

The silver haired young man looked up at him, smiling slightly. And then Kanda came down on him, catching his lips in a passionate kiss that ended up pressing Allen back onto the bed. They broke the kiss after a few long minutes and the samurai looked down on the boy who was now below him, panting. His cheeks were flushed and his hair was messed up. Kanda let out a small predatory growl leaning down and attacking Allen's neck. His fingers skillfully undid the buttons of the other's shirt before running a hand across his chest.

Allen slipped his hands up Kanda's shirt as well, drifting up across the skin, barely touching him. A strong shiver coursed through the man's body and Allen grinned. Then let out a startled little squeak as Kanda bit harder on his neck. "Y-Yu!"

"…Yes?" he asked in a low voice in the boy's ear, hand that wasn't holding his body up running across Allen's chest. He gasped softly as Kanda's callused fingers brushed one of his nipples. Kanda smirked a little and started playing with the small bit of sensitive flesh, rolling it between his fingers. Allen let out a soft moan, eyes closing partially.

The samurai moved down a little, making his way down to the other with his mouth and leaving little bite marks as he did so. Small gasps escaped the boy's lips as he did this. And then he took up the other erect nipple between his lips and started sucking on it gently. Allen moaned a little louder this time, shifting a bit uncomfortably. Smirking, Kanda let his hand drift away from Allen's nipple and down. He traced Allen's rib then muscle to his pants, where he paused then slipped his finger in under the waist band an inch, teasing.

Kanda glanced up at the boy's face. He could see a sliver of silver under the boy's eyelids. Smirk widening somewhat, he nipped at the nipple before pressing against it with his tongue. Allen moaned loudly, shifting again.

By this time Kanda had begun to feel a little uncomfortable himself, what with all of Allen's oh so lovely noises. He grunted softly, undoing Allen's pants and abandoning his nipple, sitting up. The boy looked up at him, panting softly. Holding himself up enough, he pulled Allen's hips up off the bed, yanking his pants off. Allen let out a small noise, wiggling a little.

"…You that turned on?" Kanda asked with a smirk, not about to say anything about his own erection. Allen blushed a little, but not as much as the samurai would've expected him, lying naked and as hot as ever on the bed before his lover.

After a moment Kanda leaned down and captured Allen's lips in another deep kiss, forcing his tongue into Allen's mouth. He brushed the roof of the boy's mouth, who gasped, a shiver running through him. The older broke the kiss, brushing a hair from the younger's face. He traced Allen's lips, watching as the boy parted them. He brought up one of his hands, taking Kanda's hand in his own before starting to lick the hand. His eyes never left Kanda's navy ones as he did this, sucking at each of the fingers, taking them into his mouth.

The samurai pulled his hand away from Allen after a minute, running it down the boy's body. He smirked a little, tracing Allen's opening. The silver haired exorcist's eyes had slid closed, a small needy whine escaping his lips. Complying with the needs of his lover, Kanda pressed the finger into his entrance.

Allen's back arched a little, a breathy moan coming from his lips. Kanda watched as the boy before him shifted again.

"Nngg…" Allen moaned as Kanda moved the digit, pressing it farther into him. After a little bit, he pressed another, drawing a loud gasp from Allen, a shudder going through the smaller frame. He pressed them deeper into the heat, his other hand placed on Allen's side. The boy really did feel hotter than normal, but he could see how he hadn't realized it before.

The man pulled his hand away after another moment, too hot for his liking. Allen relaxed, panting a little harder than he had been before. Kanda undid his own pants, pulling them down a little. He gripped Allen's hips, pulling them up a little. He pressed against Allen, who groaned a little, and then pushed himself in. A grunt escaped his lips.

"D-damn Allen…" he said through slightly gritted teeth, shifting a little at the intense heat. But it didn't seem like the boy was paying attention. He had let out a long groan, hand tightening on the sheets. Kanda moved a bit, balancing himself a little better and then went in again, starting a rhythm. Allen's back left the bed a little.

"Nngg…ahhh…ah ha…" Allen panted, eyes tightly shut.

The pace was too slow for Kanda's liking so he started thrusting in harder and faster, relishing in the heat and tightness that Allen had to offer. He leaned down, biting at Allen's neck.

The boy's gasps and moans were getting louder and louder, turning into cries as Kanda went deeper with each thrust. His back bent a little as the older went faster, his hand tight on the sheets. Allen was panting harshly now, head back, eyes tightly shut. "Y-Yu…" he groaned.

"…y-yes…Moyashi?" Kanda grunted, groaning softly. It was almost too much.

"I-I'm going t-to…nng… AHHH" Allen cried out loudly as Kanda hit his sweet spot, not quite ready to come. His whole body tensed. Kanda grunted, hitting it again and almost slipping on the sheets. Allen's entire being spasmed strongly, a cry escaping his lips as pleasure swept through him.

The pressure and heat was elevating and Kanda could barely think clearly. He shifted his position slightly and moved forward. The cursed black hand gripped onto the exorcists shoulder, fingernails digging into his skin. He winced a little at this, but was enjoying the heat and the noises coming from the smaller male below him so he pushed the pain off.

And then the boy let out a loud scream, jerking violently and clawing at Kanda's back, his back arching completely off the bed as he climaxed. Cum splattered their stomachs. The boy's breaths were coming out in loud gasps and ragged pants and he let out a low whine as Kanda went in once more. Then he cried loudly again as the samurai released as well.

Kanda collapsed against the Allen, panting hard, chest moving up and down swiftly. "Y-you're not leaving me a-any time soon," he growled, panting, into Allen's ear.

Allen had hugged him close, and Kanda could feel him nod. "O-ok," he murmured, still panting hard. After a moment Kanda pulled himself off the smaller figure and half collapsed beside him on the bed. Allen shifted, resting his head on Kanda's muscled arm. The samurai pulled him close into a hug, closing his navy eyes. He could feel hair tickling his face and realized his hairtie had been pulled at one point or another. But he didn't really care at the moment. All he cared about was the body that was partially lying on top of him, radiating a little bit more heat than should've been possible.

100 degrees, he thought to himself as his mind drifted into the darkness of sleep. He could feel that the Moyashi had already fallen asleep by the way his breathing was coming out evenly and the way that the muscles in his shoulders were completely relaxed. Shit, that's really hot…god, I love him.

A/N: Thanks! I'll post the others soon. xD On the days that they're supposed to be posted. Except todays, since that'll probably be posted tomorrow. Since I'm a day behind. xDDD; Aw well. You'll get them anyways! 8D Please please please review!