Disclaimer: Luckily I don't own -Man, cause if I did I would wreck it. Only Hoshino-Sensei owns it! And without further ado….

A shrill screamed echoed throughout the corridors of The America Branch. It was too early for anyone to be awake to hear it. Anyone except Kanda. The bitter exorcist was in his room with a stolen bowl of soba noodles and a small plant he was tending too. He couldn't sleep.

"Sounds like that damn beansprout, tck, why should I even bother with him?" Honestly though, Kanda has been fascinated with the beansprout since the faithful day he met him, well tried to kill him, outside the gates of headquarters since what seemed like an eon ago, but in reality was only a few months ago. Somehow, that annoying white haired short stack, made him think of Alma. He had no idea why though…atleast not then, and still not now.

"I better go check on him, that dumbass probably saw his shadow. Ugh, what a pussy." He walked down the corridor to Allen's room and quietly opened the door, just a crack to look inside. Allen was sitting on his bed, his head in his knees, Kanda stormed in.

"Moyashi! Why the hell were you screaming in the middle of the night? God damn, I swear if fucking Komlin storms in here I'm kicking your ass!" But as Kanda got closer to Allen he saw how distraught the young boy was. His small body, was shaking violently, and he was panting. Allen looked up, and Kanda saw so much pain in those grey eyes that it hurt.

"I'm sorry Bakanda….it was just a dream, I'm fine, please go back to sleep." A small grin was forced on the boy's face.

"You think after walking all the way over here, I'm just going to go back to my room. Stop being so damn stupid beansprout. Now, what the fuck made you scream so damn loud?"

"It was nothing, just a dream."

"I swear to God if you don't fucking tell me…"

"Ugh, fine, you persistent bastard, my dream….I turned into the 14th…and killed the person I loved…"

"Well?"

"Well what?"

"Well who was it?"

Allen blushed a deep red. "Why do you want to know?"

"It'll add more interest to your story. Being a sprout and all you suck at saying interesting."

Allen was clearly pissed. "You want to know, Bakanda? You really want to know who it was? It was you! You damn bastard! God!"

He thought for a moment. "Get up; you're pathetic, freaking out over a dream like that? How the hell do you think you'd ever be able kill me? 14th or not, I'd kick your scrawny ass."

Allen jumped up screaming, "Well sorry the thought of killing the only person left on this planet that means anything to me freaks me out! Just leave, I know you don't feel the same, LEAVE! And stop calling me beansprout you asshole!"

Kanda smirked. "That's where you're wrong, Allen."

Kanda put his finger under Allen's chin, and tilted his head up towards Kanda's face.

"That's where you're dead wrong."

He leaned in and kissed the boy, his lips pressing into Allen's with such a gentle force, and so much meaning, it was pure ecstasy for them. Both perfectly in sync with each other for the moment. Their hearts pounding at the same time, their troubles melting away for just a second. Kanda finally realized why Allen reminded him of Alma. He pulled away from the kiss, and whispered into Allen's ear…I love you too.

And all done! I know, it sucked, but its only my second story, I'm far from being as good as any of the other peoples on here. Welp, I hope you enjoyed, rate and review please! ^w^