Morg: Heyo! So I slightly changed my original plans for this story. I was going to put more focus into the therapy sessions, but I decided recently to go in a different direction. I hope you all like it anyhow!

~Psych 101~

God was punishing him. All alone in the most secluded spot in the entire library. The one place that Kanda went when he wanted to actually work on some of his homework. No point in ruining his reputation as a student that didn't care. No, he worked when no one would see him. Hence the late hour and the fact that he was in a part of the library that few went to. That and the building itself was empty of almost everyone save a few students cramming for a test or project and the unlucky few that had to replace books on their shelves.

Tonight, however, he was either being punished greatly or this was some kind of test. If it was a test he was going to Hell. The object of all his thoughts, all his affections, all his everything was sitting at the table Kanda usually used. Imagine his surprise when he discovered that the other used the same spot. Kanda hadn't known until now.

Kanda had simply froze when he walked around the corner to see the boy at the table. His frozen stance allowed him to take in the fact that the other was sleeping soundly. There was no way that this was some sort of God send or a gift. No, this had to be a cruel test. Kanda had done nothing to deserve seeing the smaller boy in such an unguarded state.

The thoughts swirling through his mind as he started to slowly inch forwards were about what to do. He could simply go. Just leave the other there to sleep. That would most likely result in the other spending the entire night sleeping in the library. Kanda knew from experience that doing so was extremely uncomfortable.

There was no way he could do that to the other harder working student so that left the option of waking him up. Kanda just didn't know how to do it. Sure he'd bumped into the other once or twice on campus. Hell, he knew everything there was to know about Allen Walker, and yet he was certain that the other didn't know he existed besides whatever the girls that Kanda had played with told him. Those probably weren't good things.

This left Kanda in an awkward position as he approached the softly breathing silver haired boy. Should he wake him roughly and yell at the other for sleeping at his table. Should he wake the other by being loud as he passed by so that Allen wouldn't get a horrible impression of him, not that Allen had a good one now. He could also wake the other gently. Give him some line about how he shouldn't sleep in such a place lest he wants to catch a cold. Then again, Kanda just couldn't do that even if he wanted to be that intimate with the other man. His personality wouldn't allow for that scenario, at least not yet.

The more Kanda stared at the sleeping Allen, the more he knew that he was going to do something to the innocent boy that he didn't intend to happen quite yet. It could have been the way that Allen was leaning back in his chair with his head resting against the high back of the wooden seat. The position caused his silvery locks to fall away from his face, exposing the features of his tipped back face.

Any and all processes in his brain died the instant Kanda's eyes landed on Allen's lips. Those pink, slightly parted, appendages. Soft breath entered and exited gently as the boy slept. The face that usually held so much life and thought was relaxed into a peaceful state. One that Kanda wished Allen sported more often. The Psych major simply did too much. He was going to tire himself out if the stupid bean sprout didn't learn how to say no to someone.

As if he were some kind of ninja, Kanda snuck up on his unsuspecting victim. The dark haired boy moved so well that not even the carpet beneath his feet knew it was being stepped on. Kanda didn't realize how close he was to the other until his brain suddenly caught up to what his body was doing and put the brakes on. Breathing a little heavier than usual, Kanda stared down at the face that haunted his dreams. He was so close that he could count Allen's eyelashes if he wanted to. If he could control his gaze from slipping down to those moist lips, that was.

He wanted him. Kanda wanted Allen so badly. That Moyashi was his. Allen just didn't know it yet. In Kanda's mind, he could do whatever he wanted with what was his. With that thought in mind he bent closer to the other. Just as their lips were about to touch, Kanda pulled away.

He couldn't do this now. His plan and everything he'd done would be for nothing. Everything would be ruined. Allen was sure to wake up and see that it was indeed Kanda that had kissed him. An angry argument would definitely ensue considering that no one would want to be kissed awake by the college's bastardly playboy. Kanda just couldn't throw everything away. Not when he'd done some horrible things. Not like those girls really mattered to him anyways. He was only using them.

Finding his resolve, Kanda backed up only a little. He was no longer hovering over the still sleeping boy, but he was by no means out of the other's personal space. This was still a once in a lifetime chance to be close to his object of obsession.

Running a hand through his long hair, Kanda stared at the other boy. What was he supposed to do? He supposed the best thing would be just to wake the other up, but leave at the same time so that Allen wouldn't know it was him.

That was ideal, though Kanda wished he could speak to the other boy more freely. At this moment in time, however, he wasn't able to. His plan wouldn't allow him. Then again, Kanda was about to throw everything out the window and ravish the other completely. Allen be damned if he left himself in such a position for Kanda to basically rape him.

Attempting to stop the images rushing through his mind, Kanda took another step back as a hand met his forehead. Thinking about raping Allen wasn't a good way to stay in control of his body and not do something stupid. No, Kanda needed to get his mind out of the gutter and think of other things while he decided what to do.

A soft breath of air escaped the other's lips. Though it was heavier than the others, Allen did not wake up, much to Kanda's relief. Despite the fact that he'd settled on waking the other-even if he didn't know how he was going to do it yet-Kanda didn't want Allen to wake up quite yet. He enjoyed the fact that they were virtually alone and no one could judge him for watching Allen sleep. Something he'd like to do more often in the future.

Unfortunately, the heavier breath had called Kanda's attention back to Allen's lips. There was no way this couldn't be some sort of divine punishment. Those perfectly luscious lips just sitting there waiting to be ravished. Kanda had to place his hands on the table to prevent himself from leaping onto the other.

Allen needed to open his damn eyes already and just see that Kanda was right there in front of him. In the library, sure, but Kanda knew that his mind wanted that in a different way. If Allen could just see how much Kanda cared for him then there would be no need for a plan. No need to hurt all those girls, not that he felt sorry for them. And no need to be holding himself back from kissing the other.

This wasn't going to happen without some help, however. Hence the need for Kanda to come up with a plan and put it into action without remorse. Allen was simply too dense to see what was right in front of him.

Throwing his inhibitions into the wind, Kanda leaned back over the sleeping boy. Their breaths mingled for a few seconds before Kanda leaned closer to lightly touch their lips together. Their first kiss. One that Kanda would remember forever. One that Allen would never know existed.

Pulling back to look at the relaxed face of the other, Kanda sighed. "Open your eyes soon."

With that, he leaned in harder this time. Crushing his lips to Allen's and sliding his tongue between them. Thank the heavens the boy's mouth had been open a little so that Kanda could finally taste the one thing he'd always wanted to.

The moment the other boy began to stir, Kanda released him and booked it out of the library. He didn't stop running until he was in his dorm. Lavi was sleeping already so Kanda tried hard not to wake him. Something he wouldn't usually try, but considering his face was probably still red and his lips were definitely tingling, Kanda didn't want to speak to the other. No, he wanted his mind to remain fixed upon the taste and feel of the other.

"Please," Kanda whispered to the dark room. "Please wake up soon."

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Morg: Shorter than I wanted but I think I covered everything that I intended to have in this chapter. Hope you enjoyed it!