Yeah! Another Chappie is out! I hope you like it! I'm sorry it's a bit late... I had to take a CPR course last weekend and didn't get any time to write! But your reviews gave me the strength to continue! Arigatou gouzaimasu! \(x)/ Well... on with the story!

Today's quote comes from... Anonymous!

This chapter is rated T for language and mild violence.

I do not own DGM. It is owned by the people who own it.

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"Acceptance of others, their looks, their behaviors, their beliefs, bring you inner peace and tranquillity -- instead of anger and resentment"

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"Heh. I'll get food."

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Allen was now sleeping soundly. His fever had continued to drop and Kanda assumed it would be back down to normal by morning. A good night's sleep and a decent meal was all he had really needed...

When Kanda had returned with four bags of various types of food, Allen had been reluctant to eat at first, (recalling the older exorcist's harsh words about his eating habits from before the mission) but within a few minutes, he slowly started consuming the mountain of food before him with some minor encouragement from the guilty feeling swordsman.

With Allen taking up the rooms only bed, Kanda slept on the floor, his mind plagued with thoughts of the white-haired boy. Despite desperate attempts to clear his head, he could not. He hated the idea of having to face his feelings, especially feelings he didn't want to have and didn't know he was even capable of having. Coming to terms with one's emotions is a difficult task, and for someone as stubborn as Kanda, it was a trying process indeed. With his head still swimming, the conflicted teen drifted off into a restless sleep.

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Allen awoke the next morning feeling much better and refreshed. He stretched his arms as high as they would go over his head and yawned. He gazed bleary-eyed around the room but immediately snapped out of his daze when he spied someone sprawled out on the floor. Allen sat stunned on the edge of the bed gaping at the awkwardly poised Kanda. He had always figured the stern man would be one of those people who fell asleep and woke up in the exact same position. That appeared not to be the case. Kanda's left arm stuck straight out to the side and his right was bent in an 'L' shape above his head. He had kicked his blanket off to the side and his legs were spread in a jumping-jack type stance. He wore only a loose, white tank top and a light blue pair of boxers. Allen was highly amused by the spectacle that lay before him and a small smirk crept onto his lips.

"Heh heh. Maybe I should wake him up... but I don't want to embarrass him, despite how hilarious his reaction would undoubtably be..." Allen carefully stepped out of bed determined not to wake Kanda. He walked toward his sleeping companion and knelt down beside him. He looked so serene as he slept, completely opposite from his usual, abrasive manor. His lengthy, black hair looked so soft from up close. Allen had always wanted to touch Kanda's hair but he knew that would most likely end in him being horribly disfigured by Mugen, so he kept his hands to himself.

"But if he's asleep, maybe I could get away with it... Just once..." He extended his hand and stroked a small section of the ebony hair. He smiled to himself. It was soft.

"Mm...Moyashi..."

Allen froze. Kanda was asleep... right?

"Could he be dreaming about... Me?" The very idea tinted Allen's cheeks a soft shade of pink.

The small exorcist's hand still hovered above Kanda's head. Suddenly, the samurai shot up his hand and grabbed Allen's.

"What the hell are you doing?" Kanda inquired menacingly. The sudden contact caused Allen's already pink cheeks to become bright red in embarrassment.

"I- I- Ah- That is-" He had no clue what to say. How could he explain that he wanted to touch Kanda's hair just because it looked soft!?

"Che. Baka Moyashi. I thought I felt someone touching me." Kanda released Allen's hand and looked down. He realized he was sitting there in only his underwear. "Shit! Did Moyashi see me like this!? I bet I was in a really weird position too! Dammit!" He knew that he slept abnormally. He tended to move a lot and sometimes even fell out of bed.

Kanda stood up and stormed into the bathroom, arms tight to his sides and his fists clenched. He was obviously annoyed by being seen in his current, unruly state and Allen couldn't help but laugh. He couldn't remember the last time he'd felt so... happy.

"Kanda..."

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"Hurry up, Moyashi!"

"I'm going as fast as I can!"

"Well, go faster!"

"Hah, we made it!"

"No thanks to you. Sigh... Wait here. I'll get the tickets."

Now that Allen's health had improved, The two exorcists needed to make up for lost time. They couldn't afford to get sidetracked anymore. They had just made it to the station in time to catch the 9:00AM train. If there were no further delays, they would make it to their destination by nightfall.

Allen smiled to himself while he waited. Even though anyone who knew about their 'unpleasant history' would say that Kanda still treated him the same as he always had, Allen felt differently. Kanda still called him 'Moyashi' and insulted him whenever possible... but the 'hate' behind the words seemed to have dissipated and maybe, just maybe, it would eventually disappear altogether...

"Oi! Stop staring off into space! The train is leaving!"

"Yes." Allen replied and turned to Kanda, still smiling.

"Ah- You-!" Kanda was taken aback by Allen's smile. "Hmpf! Why does Moyashi have to be so damn cute!? Wait a second... What the hell am I thinking!?"

To Allen, it looked like Kanda had just been slapped across the face. He just stood there with a confused look on his face.

"Kanda... Are you alright?"

"..."

"Maybe he's gotten sick as well!?" In a flash, Allen was right in front of Kanda, their faces not even half an inch from each other. Kanda instantly came back to earth from planet 'deep-in-thought' and pulled away hastily in embarrassment, too stunned to speak.

"Hm... You don't have a fever. Are you feeling okay? You weren't really responding..."

"Bu- You- I- Gah! J-Just stay away from me!" Kanda ran onto the train. He mentally stabbed himself and twisted the knife. He wasn't really mad at Allen, but at himself or actually liking the close contact. "Chikushou! I'm losing it!"

Allen ran onto the train after the fuming exorcist. He hadn't meant to upset him. He remembered Mana checking his temperature that way and he guessed it was just a reflex. "Kanda, wait for me!"

Kanda stopped and turned around. Allen was sprinting down the narrow hallway toward him. As he passed a row of cabins, one of the doors suddenly swung open and he crashed into it. A hefty looking man stepped out from behind the other side of the door and slammed it shut. He was at least a foot taller than Allen, who was now on the ground.

"This doesn't look good..." Kanda placed his right hand on his sword and readied himself for a possible fight.

"Ow, ow, ow! That hurt..." Allen looked up and saw a very angry looking man glaring down at him.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Sir! I was running and-"

"Stupid kids! Always in a rush and thinkin' they can do whatever the hell they want! Someone has to take em' down a peg or two before they're out of control!"

Kanda could tell something was coming. "Shit! Moyashi! Be care-" but his warning came to late.

The surly man kicked Allen in the stomach with such force it left the teen gasping for air and clutching his stomach in pain.

Kanda stared on in horror. He had never felt so enraged in all his life.

The obviously unstable individual began to laugh and stepped on Allen's freshly-bruised stomach causing him to shudder in discomfort.

"Ha ha! Idiot! I ought to-"

The sword-wielding exorcist cut him off,

"I'd leave right now, Sir, if you value your life."

The violent man turned around and Kanda pressed Mugen dangerously close to his throat. He didn't need to be told twice. His manly facade vanished and he bolted down the hall in panic.

"Che."

Allen winced as he shakily got to his feet.

"Oi..." Kanda extended his hands as if expecting the startled boy to fall into him, but he didn't. Allen stood his ground but kept his eyes lowered. He took a deep breath and spoke in a small voice,

"I'm sorry. All I do is cause trouble for everyone around me, especially for you. I'm really sorry..." The pained teen trembled as he fought back tears.

Kanda couldn't stand seeing Allen like this. He wanted so badly to make the cursed boy's pain go away. Why was it that Allen, who always tried to see the good in this horrible world, suffered so much!? It ate Kanda up inside. The teen who was there for everyone, had no one there for him! How was that fair!?

At this point, Kanda decided to do the only thing he could think of that might help, perhaps he would come to regret it later but he didn't care. He stepped forward, reached out and held Allen in a gentle embrace.

"Huh!? K-Kanda, what are you-!?" Allen blushed profusely and felt his heart start to beat faster.

"Shut up, Baka Moyashi. You're too hard on yourself..."

"...I'm sorry-"

"Don't be sorry! You have nothing to be sorry for!"

"...Thank you, Kanda."

Allen wrapped his own arms around the warm man and drew him in closer. Kanda didn't resist. He was sick of fighting his feelings and he didn't think he'd be able to anymore even if he wanted to. He felt butterflies in his stomach from being so close to Moyashi and... he liked it.

"I love... Allen."

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This chapter gave me issues! -(o)- But in the end, I think it came out well...

PLEASE REVIEW! They really encourage me to write more and they make me happy! \(o)/

Rather than using their hand, some people put their foreheads really close to the sick-person-in-questions' in order to tell if they have a fever. I have seen it done... in an anime. \(3)/

Chikushou - damn (Yeah, in the last chappie I said 'kuso' means damn... my mistake!)

Sit tight! The gore is on it's way! \(Q Q)/