For those of you Allen lovers, here's an Allen based chapter ... I know I know don't come saying Where's Kanda?? We need this chapter and Kanda's coming back in the next one! Anyway Kanda is present here too... just... not in flesh and blood ;) And he's sexy all the way! Read on and tell me what you think by reviewing! Thanks
again, go back to last chapter if you don't get what's going on at the beginning of this one. Enjoy!
warning: masturbation.
Allen runs for his life and only stops in the safety of his room, shutting and double locking the door as if that could stop Kanda if he truly were on a rampage.
"How the hell did I end up in a half naked embrace with Kanda? Thank god he didn't have Mugen by his waist otherwise I'd be minced meat already. What's wrong with me? I must be insanely masochist to get that close to him without warning or even realising it... half naked in addition!"
He realises he is still facing the door of his room, one hand on the doorknob and the other one squeezed by his stomach against the door. He bumps his forehead on the wood to regain some clarity of mind, but that doesn't help much. He sighs, turns and slides to the floor, leaning against the door, his legs wobbly for the adrenaline draining from his muscles.
He rests his head on his arms, crossed on his knees, and rewinds his memories about what just happened.
"It's the first time I've seen Kanda sick... It's quite worrying considering the quick way he usually heals of every deathly injury. But I guess that only works on physical injuries. Something must have happened in Spain, because he's been too quiet and apathetic since, sometimes not even reacting to me teasing him!
I still can't believe my eyes... I thought he would elbow my groin if I tried to help him, but in the end he let me support his head and his hair without protesting.
This is even stranger than being sick coming from him!!
At least he looked really annoyed... eh! Since it's Kanda I'm talking about this shouldn't be that strange! Especially since he was sick and I bet he hated having me witness him being all weak and sick and wobbly...
Although… he did let me help him and he wouldn't have if he really was that annoyed by my presence. He would have found a very painful way for shoving me away growling some disgusting offence.
...
Maybe he was just too busy retching to move and push me away.
...
Right, he probably was annoyed at himself... eheh god Kanda never gets sick... he must feel so disgusted by himself for being human."
Allen smirks at the thought of Kanda realising how human he is and how he could use this against him in the future, blackmailing the Japanese any time he were to threaten his life. Oh yeah this night would be a treasure for Allen's future at the Order... being able to blackmail Kanda is going to be a huge step forward for his wellbeing.
"No Kanda threatening my life anymore! As long as I can use this against him I...
Tch… No…"
He shakes his head, guilt creeping up on him even before having done anything with the information he acquired. Just the mere thought of blackmailing Kanda with a painful moment of weakness is making him disgusted with himself.
He sighs, knowing that he will never be able to use this against Kanda, even if he wanted to, and stands up. He walks to his bed, changes into his pyjamas and lays down, with his arms behind his head, eyes lost in the shadows on the ceiling above his bed.
"I can't do that. I can't use or expose a friend's weakness... especially Kanda's.
I mean... he's a rock and all of his life has been built around him being strong and perfect. Using this against him would be the cruellest thing I could ever do to him.
Moreover I feel... for the first time in my life here I feel... close... to Kanda.
Actually... he probably is the only one who could understand me now."
It's a shocking thought but... not in a bad way. He feels he has shared a very intimate moment with the cold-hearted Japanese and that this has brought them closer to each other, or at least he hopes it will. He believes what he has told Kanda, that he has something he needs to talk about and that he would be there to listen.
Curiosity does peek into Allen's mind but he refrains from giving in to it. He knows he's the first one to have secrets in the Order and that he would hate it if any of his friends were to witness one of his moments. Especially if they weren't to let go afterwards, harassing him with questions and feeling concerned. He would feel guilty and exposed and he wouldn't know how to live with this new situation.
He turns on his side, curling up until his cheek rests on his elbow and sighing he hopes Kanda won't hate him more than before for being there with him. Actually, he thinks shutting his eyes, that's the most probable thing that's going to happen, that instead of getting closer this thing will make them more awkward and Kanda more hateful towards him...
Unexpected sadness overwhelms him at the thought of being hated by Kanda, and he pulls his pillow down along his body, hugging it with his arms and one leg, hiding his face in it. The recent memory of being comfortable in someone's hug, no, in Kanda's hug, fills him with a mix of emotions: fear, pleasure, longing and confusion... and giggling with the thought he'd gladly try it one more time if Kanda were once again too weak to kill him, he drifts off into sleep...
He dreams he is cradled in someone's hug... someone strong that makes him feel safe... someone who understands him... and accepts him... without questions... without judging.
He sees black long air sliding as a curtain around them, strong arms pulling him closer and soft lips touching his neck and shoulder... the feeling so real his young body reacts by hardening without waking up. He doesn't remember Kanda's lips had really touched his neck and shoulder while he was pulling him up, but his body had felt it and now all the contact of their bodies, their naked chests against each other, their thighs in between the other's legs, they all come to hunt him as he gives in to caresses and kisses in his dream, hugging the pillow and stroking himself with it in an unconscious way of giving himself pleasure.
He's moaning in his sleep and panting lightly, his eyelids fluttering open to reveal the white of his eyes, he rhythmically presses his abdomen against the pillow clenching it with his hands, dreaming of loving the person who is making him feel so accepted in his dream. He's sweating and breathing harder now, kicking the bed sheets away with each quick thrust of his waist until, still sleeping, he finally pulls his head backwards, opening his mouth for a strangled whimper and he releases his seed in his boxers, trembling.
"How strange..."
his unconscious lazily floats in the back of his sleeping mind as he relaxes
"...that it didn't feel awkward to imagine doing it with Kanda..."
He moans of pleasure and satisfaction, making himself comfortable and falls deeply asleep.
Wah... sexy Allen. He's such a sweetie... dreaming of Kanda because he feels close to him... Who wants to have that dream of his? -raises hand-
Next chapter is hilarious... wait for it!
