Disclaimer: Well Kanda, Allen, and the other characters don't belong to me; they belong to © Katsura Hoshino-sama.
(A/N): This chapter is centred (in most parts) on Kanda… well, I guess it's the whole chapter -.- And I also wrote a small attempt at a more fluffier scene in the middle of this chap… I need Kanda to remember more of his past before he goes back to his sweet Allen =3 Probably will have him remember something more involving… don't know, have to think about it XD
Hmm, about the Japanese words, well one of my friends helped me with those, and I'm sorry if they're not correct, but you can say I tried. Oh, and before I forget, SO VERY THANK YOU for YOUR REVIEWS! *grins idiotically* Inspiration has never been this strong! *looks tall and proud* Million thanks!
Now, onwards with the story and please, enjoy! =D
4th Chapter
Dreams of a long-lived past
Later on that night, Kanda was found sulking in his room while lying on his bed. The moon rays that reflected dimly against the windowpane reminded him of the shine those eyes had while the boy in his arms looked pleadingly at him. Asking for something the midnight-haired didn't have, or couldn't give.
'Tch…' What a pain, why couldn't he just forget it all?
Kanda grunted at his jumbled thoughts and rolled on his left side, seeing the moon out of the corner of his eye with contempt. He blinked several times, reached a hand to rub the bridge of his nose and tried to forget about everything, only though instead, he remembered the leaflet he had read before storming off into his house… leaving a quite perplexed red-haired behind.
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"Give me that!" The navy-eyed growled menacingly while snatching the paper lingering in his friend's hands.
"Owie, modals Yuu~!"
"Don't have, and don't call me that!" The teenaged snapped angrily at the other, glaring daggers the red-haired's way before focusing entirely on the leaflet he now held. Then, as soon as he located the name he remembered, his eyes widened in sheer horror and what seemed, amazement.
-'Allen Walker - known by many as an 'Angel of God', was a young pianist prodigy at only the age of fourteen. His smiling face, his kindness and uncharacteristic behaviour, used to be part of his charming whenever he began to play. His keenness on music was, by far, something hardly found on boys his age. Everybody loved this cute boy for his heart and his talent, and the love towards his sweetness was always an add-on.
However, the sky turned grey for many of his fans the day the dreadful news was out on the TV and newspapers. The young boy - who had wormed his way into many people's hearts - died tragically in a fire after arriving home from his latest concert on a cloudless night. No evidence of intentional murder was found and the police dropped the case after reaching to the conclusion that it had been all because of an "electrical failure". The world though still grieves for Allen's lost nowadays.'-
Once the teenaged finished reading the small article concerning the kid he had seen - and who had held onto him somewhat longingly in return -, he instantly paled. His eyes were wide with confusion and his mind refused to believe a single thing of what he had read. This couldn't be right. There must be something wrong with this information. He had been with that boy not a second later that night and he held him in his arms while the other regained consciousness. There was no way he had hallucinated the whole thing. They talked - he had listen attentively to his sweet voice, and he was pretty sure the warmness radiating from the other body was no illusion to him. Yes, strangely enough, the kid vanished in between his arms, but the tingling sensation and the heat his lips had left behind weren't a ghostly imitation in any way at all.
"Yuu, are you okay?" Lavi wondered after a while of remaining silent, observing the feelings that crossed his friend's eyes. Usually, the taller teen was hard to read, but now… now he looked different. "What's wrong?" A low growl was all he got for a reply.
The midnight-haired looked down at his left hand and then he scrunched up the paper, throwing it aside as if the offending piece had done nothing more than enraged him. And it had somehow… all this matter had, and the worst of all was that he didn't understand a thing of what was going on.
"What's wrong Yuu?" Lavi asked again, switching his gaze to the scrunched up leaflet that lay on the floor to the murderous scowl on Kanda's face.
This time in response, the addressed teen shook his head lightly, a soft sound, similar to that of a sad sigh, escaped his lips. "I wish I knew myself." Then he turned around and walked back to his house, the pocket watch Allen gave him safely wrapped in his other hand. "Wait Yuu!" He didn't care that Lavi was calling after him; he only cared only about one thing now…
"Allen Walker… What are you to me?"
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"What the hell does 'come back to me' mean? Why me?" The question echoed in the empty bedroom. He enjoyed silent moments like this where he could go over the stuff he didn't get. Even before meeting Lenalee he enjoyed the silence, and after this night, he might end up enjoying it even more.
Why you ask? Once he returned home from the long period he was gone, his fiancé began interrogating him as to where and with whom he went almost the entire night. Amidst the questions, she also left room to begin complaining about having to dismiss the guests all by herself, that she had to say endless excuses to justify the teen's absence, and things like the sort. To this, Kanda simply replied by giving her the cold shoulder and intimidating her with his menacing glare, refusing to answer any more questions.
He knew that Lenalee didn't deserve such an impolite behaviour - or maybe a little, but he wasn't in the mood to start answering questions he knew he had no answers to. What will he say if his fiancé questioned him anyways? What will his answers be?
Why did he disappear the entire night?
'Because I ran after a boy who apparently knows me.'
Where did he go?
'I wasn't too far. I was outside in the garden, near the lake.'
What was he doing?
'I was holding a boy who nuzzled my chest… quite lovingly.'
What did he do?
'Me nothing, the kid… he kissed me. And I didn't dislike it at all.'
Who was he with?
'I was with the kid before he vanished then, I was with that baka usagi who followed in tow.'
The navy blue-eyed rolled down on his right side this time, and he was now able to see the full moon shining completely through his window. Another growl escaped him as he closed his eyes. It seemed the moon upset him for no reason whatsoever, and it was probably because that silvery colour reminded him of a certain boy his heart, somehow, remembered more than he was willing to admit. Though, what upset him most was that he was beginning to believe, the boy he saw, was that part of his life he had been missing.
'How troublesome.'
After a small time of contemplating, Kanda raised his hand to touch the wall. The midnight-haired could still remember Allen's form in his arms, and the way the latter had nuzzled his chest. The white-haired had looked so frail and his petite body had been slightly shaking. He was so lithe, fitting against his own strong form. At one point, he found himself not wanting to let go. And those lips, those inviting lips… the taste was very familiar. Then the silkiness, the naïve movements…
He couldn't compare his fiancé and the boy because this time, he had felt something for the other. It was a sad fact to know that he didn't feel anything while being with Lenalee. Her kisses were void of any emotion, they were just simple presses whilst with the kid, even if it had been faint, he felt a tingle in his heart, a jolt deep within…
A small frown creased his fine features and he lay on his back. If only he could hold him for a longer time. If only he could remember more. If only he didn't feel so confused. 'I really need to stop.' The room began to blur and soon, he was fast asleep, problems and question forgotten as his heart and mind guided him to the deepest part of himself… were forgotten memories lay.
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Breakfast had been served and Allen was munching his apple while a look of utter confusion was plastered on his face. "Kanda, I didn't understand." At this, he saw his lover stop his spoon midway who promptly raised his brows quizzically. What was Allen talking about? Did he mean yesterday night? "What is it you don't understand?"
The boy's cheeks dusted a cute pink and he tucked his hand beneath his chin. "W -What you said before having breakfast? Um…"
The midnight-haired blinked a few times but he understood what his little love was referring to. So, to alleviate the boy's troubles, he cut him off before the white-haired could form a word. "Itadakimasu?"
"What!" Now Allen looked puzzled and it made the navy-eyed laugh softly. The way his love's face looked mildly confused caused Kanda to snort slightly - amusement was clearly hidden behind the sound, and at this, Allen's blush increased tenfold. "What did you say?"
The teenaged merely shook his head. "Itadakimasu is usually a word I say before eating." A long silent remained after that and the navy blue-eyed wondered why. To answer his silent question, he watched Allen's every move. His love stood up from the chair opposite him, walked towards the fridge and grabbed the nearest cartoon of milk, then walked back towards the dishwasher and grabbed a bowl. He then proceeded to serve himself some cereal and pour some milk. Finally, before he took a spoonful of his cereal, he said what his lover had taught him a while ago. "Itadakimasu!"
A gentle smile crept up on Kanda's lips. He could see that his Allen was real eager to understand whatever word leaved his lips. If that was the case, then he could probably teach him some other words and some other interesting translations.
"Nee, Aren." He let the Japanese version of his little love's name slip by on purpose. The aforesaid blinked once, and then twice, then he lowered his spoon and tilted his head slightly to the side. "What did-…" However, as soon as the kid was about to ask, the pony-tailed interrupted him and suggested. "You should say 'nani', which means more or less what you were about to ask."
"Na -Nani?" The cute fourteen-year-old complied timidly. "That's right. And just to say 'yes' or confirm that you have heard, you should say 'hai'. Understand?"
"H -Hai?"
Kanda nodded and then started with his plan. "Nee Aren." On the other hand, Allen was very concentrated and answered just like Kanda wanted him to - with a smile of course, he was only too happy to be able to understand what Kanda often said, even if it was little. "Hai." But he was too concentrated that he failed to notice that the next question was spoken in his own language. "Can I kiss you?"
"Hai." The smile was still there… until what his love had said dawned on him. "Wait, what?"
Too late, the midnight-haired had already stood up from his seat and was standing now before the boy, a look of intense love flashing across the eyes of the taller of the two. Allen fidgeted slightly, eyes darting everywhere but eventually, focusing only on Kanda. On his eyes, on his lips, on his form towering over him, on those arms holding him… wait, holding him! When did that happen?
"K -Kanda…" The abovementioned merely tightened his hold around the kid whilst bringing a hand up to caress a silky cheek. The latter placed both hands against Kanda's chest and blinked dazedly, leaning into the gentle stroke of his love's hand. "Can I kiss you?" The teenaged repeated again. Seriously, after what they did last night and after he saw Allen as a whole, the pony-tailed still dared ask? "W -Why…why are you asking Kanda?"
The addressed teen didn't answer immediately. Instead, he chose to show his lithe love how much he meant to him once more.
Tipping up the brit's chin, he inclined his head and captured his love's lips in a gentle kiss. Grey eyes dropped halfway before sliding close, and the owner enjoyed the gentle pressure of the other's lips on his. However, Kanda wanted more. He had gotten addicted to the taste that was uniquely his Allen and he was going to get it. The taller teen released his hold around the kid's waist and his hand slithered its way up to grab silky locks at the base of Allen's neck. Then, he bent his love a bit backwards - this caused the lithe angel to gasp slightly, and Kanda took that opportunity to deepen the kiss, exploring the sweet cavern and massaging against the timid tongue residing there.
If the midnight-haired weren't holding the fourteen-year-old with his arm, the latter was quite sure he would've collapsed. The dizziness and the electrical feelings surging all at once - by merely the simplest of kisses - were already too much for the young one to bear. His body lay pliant in his love's embrace, and willing to do anything the other asked him to. Now, if only he could…
"…Ahh! K -Kanda!" His thoughts were interrupted - and his lips freed to emit a soft, lovely gasp -, when he felt his lover's leg intruding in the middle of his legs in a rather suggestive way. "What is it?"
"I…I -I…" Allen couldn't find the strength to answer. He let out quiet pants while he rested his head just beneath Kanda's chin and tried to focus on what to say. Useless was the word he found as he failed at not having anything to say. He had been rendered speechless.
The pony-tailed smiled warmly at is love upon noticing the dazzled sate he was in. His eyes were still closed and a beautiful, intoxicating red spread all across the young one's cheeks. It was really enthralling to watch, it provoked him to do so much more with his little love. And why not, Allen was his after all, so he could do whatever he wanted with him.
"Me ga akete Aren…" Still in a daze - or what seemed to be a hazy stupor, the teen blinked somewhat cutely and looked up to meet with entrancing navy hues. He didn't understand what Kanda had said and he had all the intentions of finding out, but then, the teenaged chose to grab his cheeks with both of his hands and inclined his head once more, whispering the next into his ear. "Would you be mine tonight again Allen?"
The aforesaid was at a loss for words. His heart was fluttering and beating loudly, his cheeks were aflame and his skin tingled wherever Kanda touched. How could he say no to that when he loved this man even more than his own life? "Hai."
Kanda let out a faint chuckle at his Allen's naïve response. His little one was doing great on his lessons. On instinct, he wrapped an arm about the teen's waist and scoped him up in his arms, bridal-style, and then he carried him towards the bedroom to do something more than teaching him Japanese.
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It took him a while to wake up, but he did eventually. He was the usual early bird who, after finishing his scheduled routine at home, went out for a little bit of training and meditation outside near the lake. But this time, something in his dreams prevented him from waking up, and he really didn't feel like spoiling it. Maybe his soul was enjoying this dream; hence he didn't wake up until so late in the afternoon… Or could it be that he had been too caught up on his brooding last night that he went to sleep late?
'Could be…'
In any case, he could remember bits of what he dreamt the night before, but not all of it, though somehow; he knew he had dreamt with him… again. It was like those times when he had dreams where the only things he could hear were soft moans and whispers of his name. The voice belonged to a sweet person whose face he could not recall. And now, this time, it was completely different. He knew the owner of such a melodic voice.
'I can almost picture it.'
'Kanda… I -I… I want…'
''Allen…"
Suddenly, a knock on his bedroom door cut him off of his current thoughts. Was that late already? To tell the truth, he hadn't even noticed. He was having a nice time looking into his own dreams.
"Kanda, are you in there?" A soft voice enquired from behind the door.
Guess everything needs a solution. Getting up from the bed, the teen walked towards the door and opened it. His fiancé was standing there as if asking if it was okay to come in, though Kanda simply ignored the silent request by closing the door behind him and walking past her. "We need to talk." That's all he said once he reached the stairs, motioning for Lenalee to follow after.
Without the teen realising it, his life was about to take a different turn.
(A/N): As promised! Liked it? Despised it? Let me know what you think… I love reviews! *jumps happily* And my muse does too! We both do!
It took me the entire night to finish this and sincerely, I hope you like it. Kanda, you need more of those dreams, really! *looks pensive* What do you think? Anyways, I won't be able to update next week, but I'll try to update as soon as I can. So, I'll see you quite soon and in the mean time have fun! Remember to heat healthy and have a small sugar dose XD Just kidding. See ya! =)
The best of wishes to you all,
Me
Wingfy out
