A/N: So I read the reviews that you guys left (thanks for them by the way, glad you liked the first chapter) and I felt so bad that I couldn't think of anything to add to the story. So instead I made a chapter about Kanda and Tiedoll instead! I hope that's a good enough substitute, it's still full of plenty of fluff and adorable parental goodness. Anyhoo, on with the show and enjoy!


I don't know why Lenalee's so worried, Kanda thought to himself as he forced another bite of soba down his throat. To be quite honest he wasn't feeling all that hungry, but he had an assignment today and he knew it probably wouldn't be the smartest thing to go without eating breakfast. And besides, it's not every day there's enough food for him to actually eat breakfast. Stupid parasite types.

After just three more bites, Kanda gave up on his previous notion. The more he tried to swallow the more it felt like his throat was closing in on itself, making it harder to breathe. He let out a few coughs.

"So much for that," Kanda sighed. Seeing no reason to stay, he grabbed his barely touched plate and made to stand. Suddenly he was hit by a sudden wave of dizziness along with an odd sensation in his chest.

His first thought was to fight through it but after a single step the feeling in his chest transformed into tightness that only served to increase his dizziness. His unsteady balance caused the plate he was holding to fall to its untimely death.

The loud crash effectively silenced the room and all heads turned towards the source. For a moment no one moved, not even Jerry.

Kanda's ears burned with light embarrassment. Before the stares could become really uncomfortable, the long haired teen fled the scene, leaving the mess on the floor.

He rounded the first corner he saw and continued straight, hoping that the endless halls would eventually lead him back to his room. After what felt like hours of never ending walking, Kanda finally found a hallway that looked familiar, his door just a few short strides away. A good thing too, because for an odd reason he was starting to feel slightly out of breath.

Darn you, Komui, why'd you have to make this place so freaking big, he thought bitterly as he approached his door.

He was just about to open it when the tension in his chest returned with a vengeance. His hand flew up to clutch the material of his shirt. Deep wet coughs rattled through his body, the force of them causing him to bend over slightly, leaning on the door for support.

Eight minutes went by before he was able to take in a decent breath of air, tears pricked at the edges of his eyes from the sheer force of his coughs. Kanda just stood there for several moments, enjoying the ability to breathe again, before he finally opened the door.

The air was stuffy inside from having the door and window closed and it did nothing to help the growing discomfort in Kanda's throat and chest. In fact it made it so much worse, for shortly after entering the poor boy was plagued by another bout of coughing. This one more violent than the last.

The coughs started small but eventually grew louder and harsher. The longer it lasted the more it started to hurt. It felt like his lungs were wringing themselves dry. Soon of his arms flew to wrap around his torso, the other to his mouth in a vain attempt to smother the wretched sound. It didn't take long for Kanda's knees to give out, collapsing the still hacking exorcist.

Kanda still lay on his side when suddenly his insides constricted. He pushed himself up with as much strength as he could muster right before a foul filmy substance came out of his mouth, whether it was mucus or bile he could not tell.

After coughing up whatever that was, Kanda could finally breathe easier, although his chest was still sore and all the coughing had left a weariness that seemed to settle in his very bones.

With more effort than he would ever care to admit, Kanda looked over at the steadily ticking clock.

10:21. I still have a few hours before I have to leave, Kanda thought as he used his remaining strength to push himself off the floor. The first time he tried, his arms failed him causing him to tumble back to the floor. He cursed under his breath. The second time proved more successful, and on legs as shaky as a newborn calf, he made his way towards his bed.


Froi Tiedoll stood in front of his youngest apprentice's room with his hand raised to nock yet he had yet to make a move.

He so desperately wanted to spend some time with him before their assignment in hopes of getting the teen in a good mood or at the very least without a scowl, but he knew how much Kanda would hate to be interrupted.

Oh well, I refuse to spend two hours on a train with someone who looks like they want to bite my head off, he thought before knocking on the door.

Nobody answered. He knocked again. No answer, not even a sound to indicate someone was even inside.

Strange. It's not like him to ignore someone at the door…or maybe it is.

Seeing that his results were getting nowhere, Tiedoll took a different approach.

As he knocked harder on the door, he said in an almost sing-songy voice, "Yu, you can't ignore me forever! Yu, Yu, Yu, Yu-"

The door was forcibly pulled open to reveal a very pale and very angry Kanda, "For the love of all that is holy, what the he-"his tirade was interrupted by a violent fit of coughing. His hold on the door turned into a death grip as if that was the only thing holding him up.

"Yu!" Tiedoll immediately went into concerned father mode. He grabbed hold of his former apprentice's shoulders just as Kanda started to slide towards the floor.

It didn't take long for Kanda's lips to take on an unhealthy blue tinge. Operating on autopilot, Tiedoll shifted the younger male forward on his arm and delivered him a sharp, deliberate blow with the heel of his hand between the shoulder blades. The sickly substance immediately flew from Kanda's mouth and landed on the floor with a splat.

The young exorcist took in a lungful of air as if it was the first one in his life. For the longest time, Kanda could do nothing but lean against his master and breathe.

After what seemed like a sufficient amount of time, Tiedoll spoke, "Are you alright?"

His only response was weak incoherent mumbling.

"What did you say?" the general's concern being briefly overridden by confusion.

Kanda took a few deep breathes and swallowed thickly, "Don't. Call. Me. Yu! And get the hell off me!" With a strength Tiedoll didn't think his apprentice had, Kanda pushed him away.

Kanda stood as straight as he could manage but his legs were shaking somewhat. Tiedoll noticed he was paler than usual and he had a slight pink hue on his cheek. It was obvious he wasn't feeling well…and that he was going to be incredibly difficult about it.

"Yu," Tiedoll started gently, which only received a small growl. "Kanda, you're clearly unwell and it would be easier on yourself if you would just let me help you."

Kanda seemed to be processing what his master just said before his brow furrowed in anger, "I am 18 years old, that's almost 20, I don't need you to take care of me like I'm some child!" He yelled hoarsely. The shouting was clearly making his condition worse, Tiedoll could tell.

"I wouldn't be taking care of you like you're some child; I'd be taking care of you like you're my child."

"But I'm not," Kanda paused to breathing heavily, his hand on his chest, "your…child."

The older man rolled his eyes and took a few steps forward, "Of course you're my son. And besides, just because you need a little help does not make you any less grown. Now would you please let me help you?" he put a hand on the exorcist's shoulder.

Kanda made no move to remove the hand. He sighed with resignation which resulted in five successive, violent coughs.

The hand on his shoulder moved to rub comforting circles on his back. Tiedoll winced with each forceful expel of air. When the coughs subsided, the general brushed aside Kanda's dark bangs and put his palm on the slightly clammy forehead. With the heat that radiated from the skin beneath his palm, Tiedoll was surprised his apprentice was still standing.

The old general lightly pushed Kanda back to the bed, "Just relax, Yu." The young exorcist didn't make any protests to being laid on the bed and barely made a grumble about being called by his first name.

He must really be sick, Tiedoll smirked at the thought.

With a care only a father could administer, the older man put Kanda's feet and legs onto the bed and removed his boots. The ebony curled in on himself shortly following, but other than that made no movements and just stared blearily in the direction he thought his master was in. He had forgotten how tired he had been when someone had woke him up.

Tiedoll proceeded to not tuck his son in. He separated the thick comforter and placed the lighter sheet on top of the teen's lean frame and undid his ponytail, the hair fanning out on the bed.

Before he forgot, he quickly stood from his position on the bed and filled the glass from the bathroom with water.

"Yu, I'm going to give you some water. It will help soothe your throat," he announced before picking up Kanda's upper body and gently tipping the refreshing drink into his parted lips.

Kanda wasted no time in grabbing the glass and tipping it further, effectively chugging the rest of the soothing liquid down his irritated throat. Once he finished drinking he flopped gracelessly back onto the pillow, his back facing the general. All his energy had been completely depleted.

Seeing he was done, Tiedoll grabbed the glass and put it on the nightstand where he noticed a small object. With a slight smirk he picked up the comb and began to soothingly comb Kanda's hair from scalp to the long ends.

At first Kanda's eyes widened and he was ready to protest, but after a few more strokes he found himself relaxing despite himself. He let out a barely audible sigh of content that turned to a brief cough.

The general chuckled quietly to himself. It didn't take long before the dark haired teen's eyes slipped shut and he fell into a deep slumber. The general stared at the still form, his eyes filled with unconditional love. In this state, mouth slightly parted, face relaxed, and slight flush, Kanda looked cute to him. He gently brushed a stray hair out of his peaceful face.

"Yes. You are my child," Tiedoll whispered with all the love of a father just before placing a gentle kiss on Kanda's temple.


Alright there it is! Next I'm going to do Lenalee so keep an eye out for that. And I'm sorry to any of you who were disappointed by the first chapter, but I'm not going to change anything about it. It was my first story and I want it to stay the same, you know? Well, that's all I've got, thanks for reading and please review, it just makes my day when you do :)