Rhythm of Life

Chapter Two

School had ended, and Allen walked slowly back to his locker to leave his books he wouldn't need to take home. A sheet of paper slipped out of his notebook onto the floor and he bent down and picked it up turning it over to look at it.

Out of all his sheets of music, it just happened to be the one piece he had accused Kanda of stealing. Staring at it he felt sad and guilty, remembering his argument with Kanda about it – 'I can be such a jerk,' Allen thought morosely.

'Damn you Kanda, what is it about you that sparks these strange feelings inside of me? You can be so cold and arrogant towards me, but at the same time I see the heat in those blue eyes of yours – why? It's the same heat I had seen in them this summer. Che, I wish I could stop thinking about him, or wanting him to like me so badly.'

The moment Allen had laid eyes on Kanda, on his first day at this school, back in January; he had felt an attraction towards Kanda. He had watched the tall, slender Asian male, with his long, silky black hair pulled up into a ponytail, which swung as he strutted towards him, and goose bumps formed on his skin, their eyes met, and he looked into those deep, blue eyes – it was then he had felt bewitched by this beautiful teenager.

Allen signs at the memories of his first encounter with Kanda, and it brought a smile to his face. No boy had ever enthralled him like Kanda did. Sure Allen had always suspected he liked boys more than girls. His friend from back home and him figured out they liked the same things, other than just being friends. So, they did stuff together, if you know what I mean, but it was always rushed with the fear of getting caught. Though, it was Kanda who had confirmed that possibility for him.

At the corner of the hall Kanda leaned against the wall hidden from Allen. 'What is it about that damn kid that keeps bringing me back wanting to see him again? Why is he so quick to judge me, moron, he's too impulsive,' Kanda thought as he looked over at Allen.

Kanda watched him looking at the piece of sheet music in his hand. 'I wonder what he's thinking. Does he think about me at all since this past summer? What goes through that brain of his …' He saw Allen had finished what he had been doing at his locker and watched as he rushed away. 'Where the hell is he going in such a hurry?' Kanda wondered.

He followed Allen and saw him duck into the music room. Quietly, he opened and closed the door and stayed hidden behind the drapes. 'The fucker must be going to practice. I must have hit a nerve by my remark about his playing, so he is a bad player,' Kanda sneered to himself.

Allen sat down at the piano and organized his pages of sheet music in front of him. The sun's rays were streaming through the large windows and caught his white strands of hair, highlighting them which gave an aureole that encircled Allen's head.

He sat tall, and placed his hands on his lap and said out loud, "Kanda, I'm sorry I accused you of stealing my sheet music. Please accept this short unfinished piece as my apology. I was thinking of you while writing this composition."

'What the fuck … he doesn't know I'm here … I don't get it. This must be his way to apology without having to actually say it to my face,' Kanda's thought as he watched from behind the drapes.

Allen's hands were still on his thighs, he bowed his head as if in prayer. Slowly, he raised his head and gracefully poised his hands above the piano keys, his fingers dangled loosely. Dropping them, his fingers harmoniously scurried across the ivory keys issuing a sweet morsel of sound as Kanda listened. He's taken aback by the brilliance of the music that floated to his ears.

Allen touched his fingertips to the keys producing a soothing sound, and then raced up and down the keyboard pounding loud and strong. Allen's body followed the tempo of the music, quickly rocking back and forth, his eyes closed, his head shaking in a nod by the force he exerted pounding the ivory keys, now rumbling like thunder. As the tempo changed, Allen's body swayed side-to-side with the rhythm, his chin lifted slightly, with a fervent expression on his face, his eyes closed.

Kanda's captivated by the emotions that spilled out of Allen and the total concentration he poured into the sound of golden notes. Kanda moved with the music, his body rocked with Allen's as if they were in sync with one another. His heart pounded rapidly against his chest; emotions sprung up, increasing the throbbing and aching inside.

His music flowed into the air taking on a life of its own. Then the tempo softened, Allen's sensitive fingertips gracefully played up and down the keys as if making love to them, ensnaring Kanda. Nimble fingers were light and gentle, stroking and caressing passionate feelings inside of Kanda as the music flowed smoothly connecting him to Allen. The lustful alluring music coaxed Kanda with an erotic hunger from the irresistible note's enchantment.

The mesmerizing music picked up slowly, arousing Kanda further, a mixture of sounds between passion and torment. Gradually, the tone increased, Allen's fingers stroked the keys with force behind them, notes swelled strong and firm, rung out into the room.

Allen's body glided back and forth, Kanda's body swayed again with him. Enthralled, seductive rich tones, blazed as flames of fire licked at Kanda's insides, now hot and burned with desire – it felt as if Allen was making love to him. Allen pounded on the keys, the music roared out rising to a crescendo bringing intense emotions – both of them to their peak – the songs climax.

Then a pause held Kanda in the state of bliss, Allen's fingers lightly touched the keys, a harmonist sound lingered in the air. Again, he stroked the last chords, holding down the keys and the pedal below, the tone gradually faded softly, even softer, soothing, subsiding lightly, until there was no sound leaving him breathless by its beauty.

Kanda's acutely aware his body's betraying him, for he felt the fabric of his jeans tighten to the point of discomfort. 'Shit, I can't stay here any longer, or Moyashi will see me.' Never had anyone provoked such strong feelings like this inside of him, especially with music. 'Who the hell is Allen Walker?'

Not being able to stay, Kanda slipped out the door and headed for the bathroom across the hall. Quickly, he closed the stall door leaning his back against it to steady himself. 'Fuck, what the hell just happened?' he wondered, still in his own agony of needing relief. 'Damn you, Moyashi. I have time and time again tried to keep my distance from you, but I can't seem to stay away from you.'

Hell, even his piano playing had excited him, his pants tight and the hot throbbing he felt beneath the fabric was evidence to that. A visual image of Allen came into his mind of him making love to those piano keys, his hands swiftly racing up and down the keyboard. Kanda couldn't leave the bathroom until he had relieved himself, and that didn't take much time, before his release came, draining him.

Kanda sank to the floor exhausted. 'Shit, I have to stop thinking about that stupid idiot!' Kanda scolded himself inside his head. Jerking himself off had relieved him, but for some damn reason, it didn't stop the yearning of wanting Allen Walker.

To be continued …

A/N: Thanks to those who kindly added this story to their lists. I hope others are enjoying this new story also. I guess you could call this a July 4th special seeing I was able to get an extra chapter done and submit it quickly. Maybe I'll have the 3rd chapter reviewed this week too! Please let me know what you think of the story. This story entails many chapters and it's my plan to keep up with this as best I can.