Hey beansprout, I wont ever say this to your face, but the only time I could ever sleep well was when you were beside me. That stands to this day.
The distinct scent of cigarettes enveloped Allen before he could open his eyes, usually the smell disgusted him, but not this time. Accompanying the smell was a comforting warmth, and he could feel unbelievably soft skin under his fingertips.
Lenalee? No, it can't be, not unless she works out more than she lets on.
He slowly peeked an eye open to see a slightly tangled mane of long straight black hair.
"So you're finally up?"
Kandas voice was ice cold, contrasting to the heat. Allen fully sat up to see the other male lazily place a lit cigarette between his lips. Opening his mouth Allen released a loud scream, only to be cut off seconds later by a large hand covering half his face.
"Shut the fuck up. That is unless you want your precious classmates to know you spent the night in another man's bed."
Kanda removed his hand and with a quick look around the room he was proven right, Allen wasn't in his room. Not at all. He was in Kanda's bed, wearing the messy uniform he had on yesterday, next to said boy, who was shirtless.
"I-I what-?"
"Think, idiot."
He stared blankly into dull onyx eyes, until it all finally hit him. The pill.
"D-did we-? Oh no..."
Sparkling tears quickly began to form in the sterling silver eyes of Allen Walker.
"Calm down, shortstack. We didn't have sex."
Allen blushed tomato red bringing his hands up to cover his ears.
"No no no no no! Th-that's not what I meant! I meant-I mean-We k-k-ki-"
"Kissed?"
Allen's tears began to rapidly fall as soon as the word was spoken out loud.
"Fuck, another crying girl in my bed. Joy."
Kanda sat there awkwardly for a few short minutes before letting out a deep sigh.
"Listen, just calm down, it's not like anyone's gonna find out."
"B-but god knows! An-and it's a sin! It's horrible and wrong a-and unnatural! Oh no, I'm going to hell!This is wrong, so so wrong!"
"Don't be a fucking idiot! Get your scrawny little ass out of my room and go whine to your fucking girlfriend! I'm really getting sick of your goodboy act!"
Allen stared blankly at the boy before lowering his eyes into a glare.
"Gladly."
Climbing out of the bed he rushed towards the door, murmuring under his bed, and right as he placed his hand on the doorknob he heard the usually icey voice warm, "If you ever stop being an idiot and actually admit you want me, knock three times."
"Unlikely."
Allen rushed to his own room and dressed as quickly as he could. It was already one, he'd missed breakfast, morning mass and lunch, not to mention over half the school day.
When he arrived he took his seat next to Lenalee. Before he even had time to get situated a folded up piece of paper was laying on his desk.
Where have you been? Everyone was worried sick!
Allen dug out his pencil and scribbled a reply.
I wasn't exactly feeling myself.
Do you feel better now?
I'm not sure.
If you want I can tell the sisters that you're not feeling well and you can sleep through the rest of the day?
He smiled at her and shook his head softly before tossing the paper in his bag.
The rest of the day was spent thinking about Kanda.
The calluses on his hands, contrasting the softness of his skin, the sweet yet spicy smell that surrounded him, everything about him contradicted something else.
Which is exactly what pisses Allen off. There was absolutely no way to read the boy, and Allen could read everyone.
'Maybe he's just so stupid he doesn't even know what he's doing.'
A small smile placed itself on his lips, content with his realization.
Suddenly there was a loud noise separating him from his thoughts.
"Allen, class is OVER. We have free time now! What are you doing just sitting there?"
"Oh, I'm sorry. Guess I just zoned out."
Lenalee removed her hands from the desk, holding one out for Allen to hold, a soft pink tinged her cheeks, which only darkened when he actually held her hand.
"Sooo…?"
"What do you know about Yu Kanda?"
The question came out of nowhere, and the small silver haired boy regretted it when his companion came to a stop, and some neighboring kids casually stepped closer.
"Allen. You do NOT want to get involved with him."
"Why not?"
"H-h-he's the D-Devils son!"
A brunette girl shouted from the outer ring of the circle.
"I heard he was an illegitimate-child."
"I heard his mom was a whore who was screwing around with a married man!"
"He does drugs!"
"He's in a gang!"
"I heard he was the gangleader!"
"I heard he does drugs."
"Really? I was told he sold them."
"Someone told me he killed a man!"
"No way! That's scary!"
"He's always getting into fights!"
"My mom says he's here because he raped someone, but they couldn't prove it in court!"
"My dad said he's here because his mom was tired of him so left 'im to the church!"
"Didn't he say he doesn't believe in god?"
"He's horrible."
"He's mean."
"Not to mention he's a fucking faggot."
Allen was overwhelmed with what everyone was saying, there was no way all of it was true, right?
Kanda's not a killer, or any of those other bad things. He can't be.
Sorry I haven't updated, and when
I do it's this. I'm so sorry. Well tell me what you think? Also If you guys want I can write a small letter from Kanda to Allen? I don't know.
Also tell me what other couples you'd want to see in here and ummm...I think that's it!