So hey this is my first fan fiction and I'm really excited to post it!
Reviews will make me really happy and probably post the next chapter even soon~
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With a sickening crack a pale body slammed into a crumbling brick wall before it fell forward with a pained moan.
The sounds of a battle raged not far in the distance and served as the only thing which made the black-blue haired teen push himself up from the ground where he had fallen and stare through the hole in which his body had made. A few feet away, a sword that hummed and called to him lay abandon until its own. He forced himself to stand, despite the bullet wound on his side and the distance feeling of broken bones mending slowly and painfully in his back.
As the pale figure pressed forward and towards his sword navy blue eyes screwed shut in pain after a particular step jarred something in the teen's leg and caused him to stumble in a very ungraceful manner. But the determined look that crossed over the dirtied and scratched face was undeniable. Sword in hand only a few moments later the familiar weight comforting in his hand as he looked around the room, it really wasn't much of a room anymore. There were a few high standing brick walls and broken benches scattered about the place.
It must have been a church.
Navigating through the wreckage of the probably once glorious church the teen made his way towards the gaping entrance and out into the fighting world, where he would soon face the enemy as he had done a hundred times before. The sight of a large Akuma towering over a good portion of the Spanish town made the teen's stomach twist. His face showed no signs of his discomfort and turmoil over the sight of a creature, destroying homes, people and lives that could and never would be replaced. But the navy eyed teen had learned long ago to let go of those thoughts, those connections. Because they only seemed to cause pain and make it harder to fight than it already was.
So he made his legs drag themselves one after another back towards the battle field.
Of course since there were more Akuma than there were him, it didn't take long for a few of the level ones to spot him and charge towards him thinking that he might be easy prey. Even in his damaged state the teen was able to slash and tear through the flesh of the creatures with no more than a few pained grunts and a tightened hold onto the sword which he wielded so expertly.
Even though the small wave of Akuma were easily taken out, the fact that he had preexisting injuries that were slowly healing, coupled with his added exhaustion from a full half a day of fighting, dead set on not using the power of his lotus in a fight like this. Which may be a stupid idea, but since the battle at the ark, the teen could only be more and more cautious of using parts of his life up, he still had things that he needed to do. Once they were done…he'd just have to see then.
His thoughts on whether or not to use his ace in the hole was cut off when the familiar yell that he immediately identified as the albino exorcist rang out. Moyashi was still alive as well, which reminded him that the other teen had been here just as long as he had. Lucky for them both they had good endurance, probably the best in the Order, excluding the Generals who he was sure were at a different level than them all together.
Those were distracting thoughts though, and the long haired teen just barely brought his sword up to parry a blow with a scissor handed Akuma that had a wrenching giggling sound escaping its mouth as it attacked him. It was just a level two, nothing that he should really be worried about. Actually, nothing that he should have been worried about had he been in a bit better health, but in his state, after exchanging a blow with the creature that killed it and sent Kanda sprawling onto his back, all air forced out of his lungs, he found he couldn't move.
"Oh ho ho, what do we have here? A pretty little exorcist is injured?"
That voice, he knew that voice somewhere, and it burned in the back of his throat, the word that he knew would trigger his memory and help him remember just who the hell was getting closer to him, and seemed to be doing it quiet causally.
"Noah." He growled out his eyes snapping open just as he pushed himself up from the ground, only to be met with a hand grasping at his sternum and a bright white smile leering down at him. The fact that the bone that held his chest together was currently being grasped by a white clad hand that was attacked to mocha colored skin that ended abruptly in white again.
"I'm so pleased that you recognize me. Too bad I don't think you remember my name." There was a teasing tone in the man's voice as narrow fingers stroked lightly at the bone in the lithe teen's chest. Which caused a warning growl to rip itself from his throat; he would not tolerate being touched, especially by some filthy Noah's hands.
"Get your fucking hands off of me."His voice was low and warning, betraying the fact that he was the one at the disadvantage and this man, this Noah whose name he couldn't remember, and yet seemed to know his own name. Navy colored eyes looked over the man's face with a narrowed gaze; he wanted to know who he was going to kill, just so he could have the pleasure of telling everyone he had taken down…
"Oh now now Kanda-kun, you can't treat me like that. After all, I have your life in my hand." the Noah said as he pulled lightly on the bone which made Kanda jerk forward so he was half leaning upwards to keep his sternum from snapping in two and causing him even more pain than he was already experiencing.
An insult died on Kanda's throat as a large and menacing grin came over the man's face, the mere sight of it left the teen's eyes wide and his chapped and bloodied lips open slightly in surprise. There was something so morbidly interesting about seeing a Noah's face as it was twisted with whatever sick desire that they were fueling.
He didn't mean to stare so hard, but the Noah's amused look told him that he was.
The hand that was on his sternum was still lightly stroking the bone and making the swordsman twist his face into a mask of pushed back disgust and discomfort at the feeling. The man clicked his tongue in a teasing manner before he leaned closer to the teen, who would have leaned back if it was at all possible. He cursed himself for letting the Noah put him in such a valuable position, it was a blow to his pride.
"Get your fucking hands off of me." Kanda repeated again, his tone never wavering and his eyes meeting the amused golden ones that seemed to shine with a million different and annoying ones at that. He swore that arrogance and pride radiated off of the man, causing Kanda to reach out and grope around the ground for his sword, if he could just slice off that damned arm he'd be fine.
The sound of something metal skidding across the ground drew his eyes to the fact that the Noah had just kicked away his only means of being able to hit the man. It was when something hit him, the Noah could chose what he wanted touch, everything but innocence was just like air to the man, nothing. That made the teen growl in frustration, which only drew an amused chuckle from the man towering above him, some longer curly hairs escaping a low pony tail and falling into his face.
"See something you like Exorcist?" The Noah said in a teasing tone which caused Kanda to narrow his eyes even more, until they were just slits on his face. They did widen when the man's other hand reached out and brushed his cheek, shaking his head in mock sadness. "Such a pretty face, too bad it's covered by so much dirt and blood." The man said as the motions against Kanda's face ventured from his cheek to his lips, where Kanda snapped at the finger and proceeded to shake his head as hard as he could without disturbing his chest any more than he already had.
Like hell he was just going to sit here and let his man fucking touch him.
There was that damned clicking noise coming from the Noah again, it was really starting to irritate the exorcist. And it seemed the man started to notice that because the noises just got louder, and Kanda's glare just got fiercer.
"God dammit let me go and fight me like a real man!" Kanda started to curse wildly, his native language slipping out in his rage and causing the man to quirk an eyebrow at his words. "Such an exotic one I've seem to have caught, but so headstrong." The Noah said as his index finger traced the curve of Kanda's neck, eliciting a growl of pure rage from the teen that was quickly turned into a pained scream as his sternum was pulled and he was suddenly nose to nose with the Noah.
"I will have fun breaking you." The man said, his face seemingly inching closer and closer to Kanda's causing the teen to wince from the smell of some rich smelling alcohol and what he could only assume was cigarettes. Though it wasn't the worst thing he had ever smelled the teen wrinkled his face up, in the most unattractive way he could, only getting a bark of laughter out of the other man.
Just as he felt the hand slip away from his sternum he suddenly couldn't breathe, his navy colored eyes popping open wide suddenly Kanda let out a choked sound before go silent, he could feel the other man keeping his air supply cut off. This wasn't good; he could pass out and leave himself in a very vulnerable position around one man that would take full advantage of that. "Oh not so tough now that you can't speak are you? Hm. It's okay; I could always help you out with that." The Noah said he his face loomed closer and suddenly a pair of thin lips were pressed against his own.
Taking advantage of the exorcist's shocked and frozen nature for the moment, the Noah pressed his tongue through the other's mouth only to feel it get bit hard and jerk his head back, a fierce glare in his golden eyes. "Stupid exorcist, I could kill you." The man said his warm tone going cold as he allowed Kanda a small time to breathe, in which the teen was gasping loudly, trying to see straight again and stop himself from passing out. Spitting at the man's face, Kanda wasn't prepared to be smacked with the back of a gloved hand. "Remember your place, boy." the Noah hissed, his eyes narrowing at the shocked expression on Kanda's face.
It didn't take long for the Noah to seemingly get fed up with him and let his hand wonder back to block Kanda's airway, causing the usual stoic swordsman's face to become panicked. He couldn't die like this, he couldn't! There were so many god-damn things that needed to get done, and if he let himself fall prey this early on to a Noah, it just wasn't an option. But even so, there was not much the teen could do but gasp and claw at the arm in his throat. His eyes were bulging slightly at the other's smirking face loomed down on him, a manic smirk stretching over tanned skin, that was slowly turning ashen as time went on.
God how Kanda hated that skin that reminded him of forgotten ashes.
But he had no time to think of that, no time to rasp out a curse or insult like he usually did, or even to flail and make a difference like he longed to. No, in a matter of moments Kanda's eyes slowly shut and his hands slowly stopped clawing at the other's arm that was connected to the hand that kept his air way blocked. That only seemed to amuse the Noah more; the man's face was stretched into an impossibly wide grin as he saw the pale body go limp.
Letting out an amused chuckle the man pulled his hand away from the teen's throat and picked up the smaller body, throwing it over his shoulder with little care for the boy's injuries. Holding out his free hand, the other occupied keeping the unconscious body steady, a steady stream of his Tease came out of his hand until a large swarm gathered around him. As he was lifted up into the air the Noah looked towards the ground, seeing that Allen had just stumbled onto the scene and seemed to be injured as well, not being able to help it the Noah of Pleasure let out a loud bark of laughter.
Because Tyki Mikk has just gotten both a toy and a captive, and he wasn't planning and letting him go anytime time soon.