The second chapter is finally done! This chapter was a little harder to write because it's in Allen's POV and not Kanda's this time. Also, just pay attention a little more, 'cause there are a few 'hidden' things in here. And I'm not sure whether or not to write a 3rd smut chapter, so hopefully this will make up your minds on whether or not I should!

Summary: Allen's POV. Allen starts to notice some disturbing things about himself and Kanda. As he is contemplating these things as his birthday is coming up, he gets a few little surprises.

Rating: I'd say this chapter is more T than M this time. It's mostly fluff instead of smut, only a few references to actions in the previous chapter.

Warnings: Since it's Allen's POV this time, there really isn't very many bad things except swearing on Kanda's part and a little self-loathing and denial on Allen's part.

DISCLAIMER: I so wish I owned D. Gray-Man, but since I can't draw stick figures worth crap, it all belongs to Hoshino-sensei.

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The day had run by faster than any other in his life. First, Allen was woken up by Lenalee and Lavi shaking him to get up then they proceeded to drag him to the cafeteria. Apparently they had made plans without his knowledge on what to do for his birthday that was in a few days. The Order was going to have a Christmas celebration, but they were going to have their own little party for his birthday. How thoughtful.

But he had been more preoccupied with another matter. It seemed that something had happened when he joined the Order, as Lenalee, Komui and Lavi had all said that something was wrong with Kanda and his change in attitude corresponded with his arrival. Strange.

He had blown it off, assuming it was just some mood the jerk was in, as he seemed to get those a lot. And then one day, he caught the Japanese staring at him in the cafeteria, looking away as their eyes connected. He had seen something in those dark cobalt eyes of his; it wasn't anger, it was more like frustration and something else he couldn't pin point. Maybe it was better for him if he didn't find out.

As the weeks had gone on and a month or two passed, he kept intercepting those glances and gradually, he started staring back. It was only for a few brief seconds, but he felt like they had a connection somehow.

That was the day it happened.

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After Kanda stormed out of the cafeteria like normal, Allen decided to take a nice soothing bath after the stress that always seemed to crush him when he and Kanda had their little staring contests. The Order had a hot tub-like pool in the public showers and no one was ever in there because everybody had their own personal bathrooms now.

When he got there, he grabbed a towel and undressed, putting his clothes in one of the lockers, and wrapped the towel around his waist. He was about to step around the corner to the steaming water when he heard a splash. Someone was in there.

Carefully, so he wouldn't be seen, Allen stuck his head around the wall and nearly choked on his own spit. It was Kanda, and he was pretty sure Kanda was doing something that he shouldn't, seeing as his hand was near his crotch area under the water and he was moaning. Allen's eyes went wide and he was about to run away and just take a shower in his room, when he heard Kanda mutter something. It sounded something like 'short…' then the last part he missed.

It was a mistake to turn around because now he was entranced. The way that toned and muscled body squirmed in the water, the blissful look on Kanda's usually scowling face, the long, midnight hair that swayed down that tan back…

Wait…what? When the hell did he start thinking about Kanda that way? Sure he was kind of…beautiful but still manly at the same time, but for God's sake, it was Kanda he was talking about! Jerk-ish, mean, distrustful, scary, unfriendly Yuu Kanda!

Allen started breathing heavy as heat trickled through his body and down to his groin as he watched the man pleasure himself. Slowly, he reached down to his own now aching arousal and for the first time ever, started stroking himself softly, his eyes rolling back in his head from the sinful pleasure. He groaned aloud and stopped, hoping he hadn't been heard, and continued when he looked and saw Kanda too wound up in his own actions to notice the noise.

Allen continued, clumsily getting in the motion and steadily going faster and harder, matching the quickening pace of the man in the other room and coming all over his hand with the image of that silky hair and toned body in his mind.

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When Allen finally managed to stumble back to his room and narrowly avoid being seen by Kanda as the shaky man got out of the water, he dove under the sheets of his bed. He just wanted to go to sleep, to escape the embarrassment and shame of what he had just done. He was a teenager, with raging hormones all the time and he had expected that and always just took a shower when his body reacted to a pretty girl or he just randomly got an erection. That was all normal stuff. But what he had just done, masturbate to the sight of Kanda (Kanda!), pleasuring himself, was unacceptable.

He was a disgusting person. In his mind, probably due to all the things he had seen his Master do with women, masturbation and sex and all that was gross. Though his body seemed to react opposite of that sometimes, like today, that belief was strong in his mind. Until now.

He had no idea what came over him, but the sight of Kanda, normally so stoic or angry, doing that in a steaming pool in an equally steamy room…Allen just couldn't resist. Did this mean he was gay? That he liked Kanda? Or was he just a horny teenager getting off on the site of someone else getting off? Like all that porn stuff Lavi tried to tell him about.

All this internal musing caused Allen to drift off into sleep.

Suddenly, he was panting, and it was dark, the full moon the only source of light through the cracked window. His hands were on a hard, muscled chest and arms were on either side of him, long luxurious hair forming a waterfall around his face. The darkest of blue eyes were staring back at him as a beautiful face leaned down and kissed him passionately. Not roughly, but not gently either.

His hands moved to the back of the person on top of him and his finger nails dug into the flesh as a wave of pleasure shot up his spine as his weeping cock was stroked.

"Are you ready?" a voice with an Asian accent asked him huskily. Kanda?...

"Please…it's too much…just get inside me already…" he pleaded, scratching that back harder. He heard a groan of pain and pleasure and suddenly fingers were at him mouth seeking entrance. He looked up in confusion.

"Suck," came the command. Sucking the three digits in his mouth, he wrapped his tongue around them as another moan escaped Kanda's mouth. He pulled his fingers out and stuck one inside Allen, who arched up off the bed in pain. The hurt lessened as he got used to one finger, then two and then three. He whined in disapproval when they were removed and was immediately entranced to see Kanda spit into his hand, rub it along his own rather large cock and then bend down seductively over Allen.

"Ready?"

"Yes…God yes, please!" 'I sound like a whore!' he thought on the edge of his mind. But then he was preoccupied with the intense feeling of pain and pleasure from Kanda entering him.

Allen whimpered, trying not to let any more sounds of pain escape his throat when he saw Kanda's worried look. He almost felt like laughing; Yuu Kanda worried? That was so not normal.

"Faster," he panted. Kanda obeyed and soon they were pawing at each other's faces, the pleasure so intense neither one could finish their actions. Kanda pinned Allen's hands down to the mattress and as the intensity won, those hands strained to get free, to twist in that dark and wondrous hair.

Collapsing on top of each other, they both lay there, sweating and breathing hard.

"That…was…amazing…" Allen whispered. A chuckle met his ear and he shivered from Kanda's warm breath.

"Yes, it was. Now it's time to wake up Moyashi." Confusion grabbed Allen's mind.

"Moyashi! Allen! Hey, seriously, you gotta wake up!" a voice called. Allen jerked up in his bed, covered in sweat with and uncomfortable mess down there. He looked up and saw Lavi looking over him worriedly, scanning his features for any distress. "Are you okay? You're covered in sweat, you bed is soaked!"

"Uh…y-yeah. I'm fine, uh, just give me a minute okay?" he pulled the sheets up more, hoping Lavi wouldn't notice the growing stain on his bed sheets slowly becoming visible.

"Yeah, whatever you need. You better hurry though, Komui wants to see us and you still need to eat breakfast!" with that, Lavi ran out of his room and left him in peace.

Running a hand through his hair, he looked at his clock. Dammit, it was already 11: 24! Had he really slept that long? Shaking his head, he got up, stripped his bed, threw the dirty sheets in the hamper and took a shower to rinse all the sweat off from his wet dream. Or rather nightmare.

As he was eating breakfast as fast as he could, his thoughts strayed to the dream again. It was so wrong and so gross, but it had felt so right, not to mention good. Was he really that attracted to Kanda? There were other people…maybe getting off from watching Kanda earlier had done something strange to his brain. Or maybe he really was attracted to the dark haired man, and it wasn't just his raging hormones like he had thought.

Sprinting to Komui's office and sitting down on the couch in from of the Chief's desk, he prepared himself for the worst.

"Okay you guys, now that you're all here, I'll get to the point," Komui said, emerging somehow alive from behind his paper submerged desk. At the mention of 'all of them' he looked around and saw Kanda leaning sexily against the doorframe. He must have blown right past him as he charged into the room.

"As you all know, Christmas is coming and Jerry loves any excuse to cook in surplus." He looked at Allen pointedly, earning a few chuckles. "We're planning on having a party, and we'll need all the help we can get seeing as most of the scientists will still be working. But I have to warn you; if a mission comes up, you will have to go on it. We've been fairly busy and it would be just like the Earl and the Noah to surprise when they think we're least prepared. So be on the lookout, but try not to get too stressed out. The holidays are the one time in the Order where everybody can calm down."

"…You called us here to tell us that? Fuck this!" Kanda stormed out in his usual manner, earning shocked looks and then laughter. All of them could tell Kanda was being moodier than usual, but then again he detested all things that had to do with fun and joy.

While they were all walked down the hallway, Lavi and Lenalee both grabbed him and yanked him over to the side of the corridor.

"What's up?" he asked.

"About that party we were going to throw. We want to have it tomorrow!" Lavi exclaimed, while Lenalee bobbed her head in excitement. Allen let out a long sigh and just shook his head in an affirmative motion. They both squealed and walked away, Lenalee already discussing what she was going to wear and Lavi telling her what he would do with said clothes. Since when were they together? He really hoped Komui wouldn't find out.

Just when he thought the day couldn't get any more tiring, he saw Kanda glaring at him from a corner, fingering his sword. Maybe he really had done something to piss the samurai off so bad. He looked like he was plotting or something. Then Allen gasped as a thought occurred to him: had Kanda seen him in the bath?

'Shit! Shit, shit, shit!' What if he had? He was dead! He had signed his own death warrant just because he couldn't control himself.

But then to his great relief, Kanda let his hand drop down to his side and stalked away, in the direction of the Exorcist's chambers. Allen wiped the sweat off his forehead. All those thoughts about the bath and Kanda and what he did and gotten him all riled up.

But this time, he was headed for the shower again.

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And that was how he ended up in a dance club/bar with his two best friends and love interest, who was just sitting in the corner drinking himself silly. He hadn't thought Kanda would be a drinker, but hey, you learn something every day.

Also, later that night, he learned Kanda had a weak stomach.

A bit after midnight, Kanda had looked at him almost…longingly(?) and rushed to the bathroom, holding his stomach. Concerned, Allen had rushed after him but had gotten slowed down by the huge crowd all trying to grind against him.

When he did get into the fairly nice bathroom, Kanda was gurgling with the handy personal sized mouthwash bottles provided.

"Kanda?" he asked quietly, hoping not to scare the distracted man.

"Fuck!" the Exorcist shouted, jumping at Allen's voice. "What the hell Moyashi, don't sneak up on people!" Allen flinched at the nickname he hated, but ignored it this time.

"Sorry. I just came to see how you were doing, you looked fine then you were tearing toward the bathroom. Told you not to drink so much," he scolded.

"Che, like I would dance with you guys, the only other alternative."

"It wasn't that bad. Oh, gross you missed some," he took a paper towel out of the dispenser and wiped some vomit of the corner of Kanda's mouth. "God, you're a mess."

"Like I don't know it," the Japanese growled.

"Here," Allen grabbed around his waist and tugged one of Kanda's arms around his shoulder, supporting him. But Kanda, being drunk and excited from the earlier scare, fell over.

"Fucking Moyashi! You made me fall!" he yelled. Allen stuttered an apology as Kanda fell over toward the wall and leaned heavily on it. "You stupid…Moyashi," he was breathing hard.

"Whoa, are you okay? You look like you're going to pass out."

Glazed eyes looked up at him. He suddenly felt very awkward and was about to open his mouth again to ask if something was wrong when suddenly Kanda shoved himself off the wall with a very determined look and strode over to him. Lips were pressed against his and he was slammed against the wall, though not painfully. It was only a second long, but it was long enough to squash the fears of rejection that he had had when he thought about confessing to Kanda.

Then, the feeling came back as Kanda pulled away and passed out. Great; perfect! It had been because Kanda was drunk!

Allen looked down at his friend who was contentedly sleeping, passed out because of all the alcohol he had ingested. Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes and he wiped them away after one slipped down his cheek. He wasn't going to be made a blubbering fool just because Kanda had kissed him just because he was drunk.

Taking a deep breath, he fixed his clothes, made sure his eyes weren't red and hulled Kanda toward home.

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"Crap!" Allen shouted. He stumbled over the cobblestones leading to the entrance of the Order, constantly tripping over the uneven edges of the bricks. Holding up a practically dead to the world Kanda while trying to keep his balance was a very trying task, one he was slowing tiring of.

Finally reaching Kanda's room, he flung open the door and tossed the Japanese onto the bed, supporting his hands on his knees as he caught his breath. When he regained his composure, he noticed Kanda was stirring from his drunken slumber. As the man started to come back to consciousness, Allen looked around the room.

It was very dark for one thing. The only source of light was from the tiny little lamp next to the full size bed, and the soft pink glow from the suspicious Lotus flower in an hourglass on the far corner of the room. He walked over and ran his hand over the side of the glass chamber, tapping the glass softly. There were a few petals on the bottom, but the Lotus was still mostly intact. How curious. Allen tapped it again, wondering what it was, hoping to get a reaction.

"Oi! What the hell are you doing, get away from that!" a voice boomed behind him. He nearly knocked over the glowing hourglass and spun around to see Kanda glaring at him from the bed, propping himself up on his elbows.

"Sorry…I was just curious. How are you feeling?" Allen desperately hoped his attempt to sidetrack the drunken Exorcist worked. Kanda looked like he knew what Allen was trying to do, but answered anyway.

"Like crap. My head hurts." He grabbed his head, rubbing his temples, as if to prove his statement was true. That made Allen feel guilty, seeing as he had accidentally dropped him a few times when he had fallen over on the way back to Headquarters.

"You should probably get out of your clothes," he suggested innocently, but when the other looked up at him suspiciously, he realized that could definitely be taken the wrong way. "I-I mean—"

"Why am I all dirty?" Kanda growled.

"I'm sorry all right! You're heavy and I had to drag you all the way home and on the train so I fell a few times!" It's not his fault he's clumsy…

"Fuck, Moyashi!" Kanda screamed at him, but then he grabbed his head again and fell back on the bed with a groan. "Ehhh…"

"Here, let me," Allen climbed onto the bed and kneeled down next to the cursing man and started unzipping his jacket.

"What the fuck, Moyashi! What are you doing?" panic ran through Kanda's voice and Allen smiled at that.

"Look, you're probably going to pass out at any time okay? We need to get you out of these clothes that smell like smoke and beer so you can actually sleep good. And seeing as you're a little incapable right now, I'm going to do it."

Kanda stared at him angrily, but then he probably realized Allen was right and just let his head fall back onto the mattress. Allen smiled triumphantly and continued unzipping the jacket and taking it off. He moved down and unlaced the boots and took the man's socks off. He tried to keep his poker face on and control the blood that rushed to his checks as he had the get a little close to Kanda's groin the take off the feet garments.

He nearly choked as he felt hands running up his thighs as he was undoing Kanda's man-necklace. Calmly, he stared Kanda right in the eye and pulled his hands off, laying them next to his sides. But they came back and groaned in frustration. The man wasn't making this any easier.

"Kanda would you stop that! I'm trying to help here!"

In answer, Kanda grabbed Allen's hips and reversed their positions, so Allen was the one against the mattress now. Allen gasped as he was maneuvered by the dark haired man above him.

"Kanda!"

"What?" he asked with a smirk.

"What are you doing! This is not the time for this!" Allen squirmed, trying to dislodge the strong grip the samurai had on his hips. Then he was silenced by an insistent pair of lips moving aggressively against his.

Allen froze; was this really happening? Kanda was wide awake now, swearing and calling him Moyashi like usual; so why was he kissing him again?

"Mph-Kanda, stop!" But Kanda didn't stop and just lowered himself down until he was pressed fully against the teen below him.

Allen was very confused now. Kanda was kissing him and for one, he didn't know how to kiss because he had never done anything like this before. For two, he had no idea why Kanda was kissing him. He had to know what he was doing right? So maybe he hadn't just kissed him at the club because he was drunk…maybe he had really meant it.

So, as an experiment, Allen hesitantly kissed him back and immediately got swept up in Kanda's fast and rough actions, thought they were pleasantly aggressive. Kanda seemed a little shocked that the white haired boy was kissing him back, but took full advantage.

A leg slid up next to Kanda's side and he grabbed it, rolling over until Allen was on top of him again. God, this felt so good to finally be able to kiss the man that he dreamed about in real life, instead of just in his fantasies, Allen thought.

Now Allen was straddling Kanda's waist and they were making out more intensely. His hands lunged into Kanda's free hair, which had fallen out of its tie at some point. Hands caressed his face and he was shocked Kanda was even capable of doing something so gentle.

They broke apart to gain back their breath, and looked at each other. Both pairs of eyes contained lust and want, but now both had caring and love in them. Allen felt like crying when he realized he had felt bad for nothing back at the club; Kanda really did like him, he wouldn't have to suffer in silence any more.

"Moyashi…" Kanda pressed their foreheads together and rubbed their noses against each other, making Allen giggle quietly. Kanda smirked and kissed him again, Allen melting as Kanda's strong arms wrapped around his back, pulling him even closer.

This was so amazing. There wasn't any awkwardness or uncertainty and best of all there wasn't any hesitation. It was just like how Allen had imagined it in his fantasies, before they would jump into the sex, which right now he really hoped they didn't. He didn't want to ruin this perfect moment.

So an hour later, when they were both asleep, pressed against each other with a blanket thrown haphazardly over themselves, Lavi and Lenalee both smiled and softly shut the door at the sight.

"Mission accomplished."

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Wow, this chapter was hard to write. It's a little longer than the other one, but only by 'round a 100 words, and this time it had fluff instead of smut (not sorry to disappoint; I gave you all a little didn't I?). I'm contemplating writing a 3rd chapter with smut in it, so tell me if you all think I should or if I shouldn't and just leave it like this, all cute and cuddly.

Again, if you see any errors or if you have any suggestions then please tell me in a review, not in a PM or a harsh way because then it's just being mean, not constructive.

Also, when Allen was eavesdropping on Kanda in the bath, Kanda said 'short stack', Allen only caught the 'short' part, for those who didn't guess.

So please tell me what you think, I'm not sure if it needs anymore or if all of your yaoi demons are satisfied by the fluff of this last chapter!

REVIEW!

-cally (^o^)