Kanda adjusted his sitting position on the windowsill and looked up at the brilliant sky. The stars were vibrant and glowing against the black canvas of the sky, with the silver moon dripping its light over the city and inn. Looking up at the stars, he couldn't help but think of the time Allen and him snuck out into the forest by the order. Smiling faintly to himself he closed his eyes and rested his head back against the sill.

"Kanda. What do you think stars are made of?"

"I don't know Moyashi." Kanda looked down at the boy in his lap as the snow white head tilted back to look up at him. Those beautiful gray eyes curious as always.

"It's Allen, BaKanda" He stuck out that little pink tongue of his teasingly before continuing his viewing of the night sky. "I bet Komui knows."

Kanda growled slightly and wrapped his arms tighter around his lover. He lowered his head and nuzzled Allen's cheek gently before burying his face in the crook of his neck. "You should stay away from Komui, Remember Komurin III?"

The petite exorcist thought about this for a moment before shuddering and snuggling into Kanda some more. "Then I'll ask Bookman or Lavi. They'll know".

Kanda sighed inwardly. That stupid rabbit, Lavi, always pissed him off and irritated him to no end. He would be called Yu by him and that red head would always bug, pester and try to mess with his hair.

"I was told by Tiedoll that stars were the souls of those who passed on." Allen tilted his head in thought from Kanda's statement. Glancing up from his Allen's neck, Kanda looked up toward the sky and saw the glowing specks in the black sky. What if they were souls? Would the Akuma they destroyed by added to them? Allen would always go on and on about the souls of Akuma and how they needed to be saved. Sometimes it would irritate him when they were on a mission but that was just his Allen being concerned for others as always.

Allen looked up at the stars as he went silent. His face had taken on that look like he was in deep thought. Kanda looked at his face and knew he was thinking of Mana or the Noah. The young boy had told him about Mana when Kanda pestered him enough. Leaning over he kissed Allen gently on the cheek. Allen blinked out of his trance and smiled under Kanda's lips. He turned his head slowly and returned the kiss on the lips. "I love you Allen." Kanda whispered as he pulled back.

"I love you too, Yuu." Allen blushed slightly and nestled into Kanda as he leaned in for another kiss.

Kanda winced, snapping out of his memory as his side screamed in pain. His healing process was taking a lot longer than he expected. Probably due to the severity of the multiple gashes he got. He chuckled to himself as he thought of Allen. He would probably freak out and demand he went to the infirmary. Glancing down he looked at the bandages covering his naked torso, Kanda che'd at them for getting in his way of completing his mission. It was that stupid Akuma's fault. It decided to crash into a building and cause debris, stones and lumber to fall on him. Standing up, the swordsman walked over to his bed and layed down on his back as to not reopen the wounds. He wished Allen were here, everyone else just pissed him off but Allen. Allen was special.

Allen pissed him off when he first met him. The dusky haired exorcist thought he would be like that stupid red head, Lavi. Always bothering and bugging him with trivial things. When threatened the red head would hide or run off, but Allen would face him head on and not be scared of him. People had feared him for a long time because he glared often and had a scowl on. Allen also had the magical ability to calm Kanda down. A quiet whisper or a smile from the young boy would ease Kanda's nerves and desire to decapitate those around him. Allen was gentle and Kanda was rough. They were complete opposites yet Kanda had that desire to protect the Moyashi with his all. He was precious and Kanda held him close to his heart. He never really felt this kind of love before he met Allen. He wanted to hold his lover close to him, wrapped tight in his arms and protected from the cruel world. Kanda's life had been rough, black as ink and dark. Allen was like a lighthouse with a bright beacon shining through that blackness. Closing his eyes, Kanda drifted off into an uncomfortable sleep desiring his lover.