The fourth chapter of Legend of the Cursed Boy is up and ready. I don't know why I'm updating everything this much though, it's like there's a little voice telling me to write. But you guys probably love that voice.

I don't own D.Gray-Man. Your all sad now aren't you?

Once upon a time there was a boy. When the boy was young the person who loved him most put a dreadful curse on the him. But the curse gave the boy a purpose in life. Many years later another curse was put on a boy. This was a much worse, much more dreadful curse. This curse would kill the boy in two weeks time, unless there was a person who loved the boy with all their heart.

True to his words, the curse that was currently living within Allen didn't start talking again. Kanda and Linalee told Allen he was to tell them immediately if he felt the voice return. But instead of verbally attacking Allen the voice chose to change dreams that Allen was having.

--Dream--

Allen, Linalee, Lavi, and Kanda were all seated around a table at lunch table. They were all smiling, yes even Kanda, and having a good time. The sky was bright, the sun was shinning. Everything was perfect.

Except…

Allen's world would flash red sometimes. Like someone was giving him red tinted glasses then taking them off. And during the moments when the world was red he felt incredibly angry. A raw, animal roar would build in his throat, but before he could release it, the world became clear again and the angry faded.

This kept happening. Making Allen worried. It was happening more and more often, and it was lasting longer and longer. Allen was scared but he didn't want to tell his friends.

"Hey Allen," Lavi said looking at the young boy. Allen turned to face his friend. "Is something wrong? You don't seem to be acting normal today."

That was all it took. The red came over his eyes again, darker than ever. The roar that had been held captive in his mouth was torn from its cage. He lunged at Lavi's neck with his hands, which now were armed with razor sharp claws, extended. He plunged his hand into Lavi's throat and it shot out the other side with a spray of blood.

And then the red haze was gone. It was just Linalee, Kanda, and Allen having the picnic.

Allen looked shocked that his friends were still just eating and talking like nothing had happened.

"Aren't you going to say something?" Allen asked.

"About what?" Linalee asked tilting her head to the side.

"About what I just did to Lavi!"

"Allen, we don't know anyone named Lavi. Maybe your just day dreaming again. You have a habit of doing that," Linalee suggested.

That small comment caused to red haze to return. His nail extended and he took a swipe at her head, cutting it clear off. Her face held an expression of shock as it rolled to the floor by her feet.

And as the haze cleared again, so did the body and the blood. Leaving just Allen and Kanda.

"Kanda," Allen asked shaken.

"Hm?" Kanda answered.

"Where is everyone?"

"What do you mean everyone? It's just us Allen. It's always just us."

"Since when?"

"Since we first met each other at the circus three years ago," Kanda answered.

"What about the Black Order, and the Earl, and us being exorcist?"

"Sweetie," Kanda said shocking Allen. "There's no such thing as the Black Order. And the Earl is just a story created by parents who want their children to come in at night."

"What about my hand then?" Allen said showing off his left hand. His eyes bulged open looking at the ivory flesh that covered the limb instead of the normal red skin.

"Your hand is perfect, just like the rest of you," Kanda said and he leaned down and placed a short, sweet kiss on Allen's lips. A feeling inside Allen began to grow. He was at peace with Kanda's lips upon his.

Kanda slowly pulled back. "Now what's with all the questions?"

"It…it just seems like I can't remember anything," Allen said.

"Well I know just the cure for a memory problem."

"Really?" Allen asked. "Do tell."

"A passionate kiss from your lover," Kanda said smiling before descending onto Allen's lips again. Allen opened his mouth, and Kanda's tongue began to plunder his warm cavern.

'I like this,' Allen thought closing his eyes.

Eventually Kanda and Allen separated, but there faces were still close. That's when the red haze began to cover Allen's eyes again.

'No,' he thought. 'Don't hurt him. Stop.'

"Allen," Kanda asked. "Is something wrong?"

"Kanda…get…away from…me," Allen said.

"Tell me what's wrong Allen, I can help you!"

"Leave while….you still…can," Allen said struggling. His breathing was becoming labored as he fought the urges that tried to take over his body again.

Kanda, instead of running like Allen had asked, wrapped his arms out the small boy. "I won't leave you alone Allen. I couldn't live with myself if I did."

In that moment his mental battle was lost and the world turned red. His nails extended and he felt his teeth grow.

"Kanda," he murmured into Kanda's neck. "Forgive me."

Allen's teeth sunk into Kanda's neck. Blood came flooding from the wound and into Allen's mouth. Allen then released Kanda neck and pushed his hand into Kanda's chest and grabbed his heart. He gave a hearty pull and the organ came out from Kanda's body. Kanda fell back with a river of blood running out of his mouth.

--End Dream--

Allen woke up with a start. His face was pale and his breath was coming is short bursts.

"Allen," Linalee said hurrying over. "What happened?"

"I had this horrible dream," he said calming down slightly.

"What happened?"

"Well, first there was you, Kanda, Lavi, and I and were eating lunch and everything was good, and then I just snapped and I pulled Lavi's throat out! And then no one noticed. You didn't even know who Lavi was. Then I cut your head off," Allen said.

"Was that the end of the dream?" Linalee asked. Kanda at this point came back inside. He had decided to take a short walk to try to figure out what his feelings for Allen were.

"No, Kanda was still there," Allen said not noticing the silent samurai behind him.

"What happened with Kanda?" Linalee said.

"Well, it was just the two of us. We were having a picnic in a nice park. When I asked about you guys and the Black Order and the Earl he said that none of them were real. And that we had met at a circus three years ago. Then he…ah, he…kind of…kissed me," Allen said blushing.

"He kissed you? Did you feel violated?" Linalee asked trying to figure out if Allen liked Kanda or not.

"No," Allen said covering his face with his hands.

"Then how did you feel?"

Allen said something, but Linalee and Kanda couldn't hear him.

"I'm sorry Allen, but could you repeat that?" Linalee asked.

"I said," Allen said dropping his hands. "That I liked it. Ok, I liked it. In my dream when Kanda put his soft lips on mine I felt at ease and it was blissful."

Kanda smiled at this. So he had soft lips in Allen's dream? That was good to know.

"Then what happened?" Linalee asked.

"Then Kanda asked why I was asking so many questions, and I answered, and he said the only cure was a kiss from a…" Allen trailed off and decided not to finish the question.

"A what Allen? You can tell me, I won't think any less of you," Linalee answered darting a glance up at Kanda.

"A kiss from a lover," Allen whispered.

"One more time Allen, ad this time loud enough so I can hear."

Allen shut his eyes and a vivid red spread across his face. "A kiss from a Lover."

"Then what happened?"

"Then the red haze came back, I tried to tell Kanda to get away but the stupid idiot wouldn't budge. And then, he wrapped his arms around me," Allen said and he started to breath heavily again and his eyes began to water. "And then, then I, I…"

"What did you do Allen?"

"I killed him Linalee," Allen yelled crying. "I took my hand, ran it through his chest, grabbed his heart and I pulled it out."

"Oh Allen, don't worry. It was just a dream. I'm still fine, Kanda's still fine. Lavi's not here but he's probably ok. You didn't do anything wrong."

"But what id I do? What if we don't stop this curse in time and I kill someone? Someone's who's close to me? Someone I love. I couldn't live with myself Linalee.

"Baka Moyashi. You won't kill anyone. E won't let the curse get that far," Kanda said giving away his location.

"How...how long have you been standing there?" Allen asked looking up at Kanda, afraid he had heard what about his dream and be degusted with him.

"I've been here since you told Linalee about killing yourself if you killed one of us. Although I'm insulted that you think you're strong enough to kill me," Kanda lied.

"How, did you find the cure?"

"Yes," Linalee answered. "Kanda managed to find an old man who knew the answer."

"What is it? Is it a potion? I don't really like them but I'll take it if it'll save me and those around me."

"No, it's not a potion Allen," Linalee answered.

"Then what is it?"

"Only the person you love, and the loves you back, can break the curse."

"You mean like a Beauty and the Beast situation? But If I become the monster it's too late?""

"Kind of."

"But…I don't know who I love," Allen said lowering his head.

"I think I know who you love. And so do you."

"I do?"

"Think about your dream. Remember how you killed all of us?"

"Don't remind me. I feel like a monster.

"Whose death affected you the most?

"…Kanda's," Allen said not looking at the Asian teen.

"You know what that means?" Kanda asked as he started walking over to Allen. He made a slight gesture to Linalee, who took the hint and left the room.

"No, I don't. Maybe I'm crazy; that seems like a good enough excuse" Allen said dropping his head into his hands again.

"Nope, that's no acceptable. I don't want any excuse coming from your lips Moyashi," Kanda said getting closer to where Allen was sitting.

"Go away," Allen mumbled.

"You can't run away from me Moyashi," Kanda said. His breath tickled the fine hairs on Allen's ears, causing a visible shiver to shot up Allen's spine.

"And why can't I?" Allen asked.

"Simple," Kanda said putting his hands on Allen's shoulders. He began to give Allen a gentle massage. "Because you love me," he whispered.

"N…No I don't," Allen said. His body was betraying his words though by melting into Kanda's touch.

"Then why else is your body reacting so strongly to my fingers on your back?"

"I don't know," Allen said. His eye lids began to feel very heavy, which was odd because he had just woken up. Maybe it was because of Kanda.

"What about that dream from earlier?"

"What dream?"

"The one you were telling Linalee about."

"You heard all that?" Allen asked, his eyes fully closed now as Kanda's fingers worked their magic.

"Yes, I was lying to you when I told you I didn't hear it."

"Bastard."

"Only for you."

"What's that supposed to mean? 'Only for you?'"

"When was the last time you saw me give anyone this kind of attention before?"

"Never, you're usually a cold and heartless prick."

"Ouch, that was a little harsh, don't you think?"

"Sorry love," Allen said making good use of his English accent. "But the truth hurts."

"Well, if I ask you to do me a favor, will you tell me the truth?"

"Sure, what's the favor?"

"I want you to tell me if my lips are softer in your dream or in reality."

"What does that-" Allen was cut off my Kanda pressing his mouth against his. The lips that looked so cold were actually quite warm. Allen found himself opening up and allowing Kanda's tongue to enter. As Kanda rubbed against Allen's sensitive tongue Allen released the moan he had been holding back this entire time. Finally the kiss ended, leaving behind two very breathless men.

"Well?" Kanda asked regaining some composure. "Which pair was softer?"

"Defiantly that pair," Allen said panting.

"Are you sure? Because if your not we could defiantly try that again."

"Oh yes, I'm sure," Allen said.

"How?"

"You didn't make me moan in my dream," Allen said blushing slightly.

"Amazing, I seem to get better every time then. Maybe next time I'll do something with my hands…" Kanda said suggestively.

Allen shifted away from the older teen, but Kanda just pulled him back. "Where do you think your going?"

"I think my innocence is in danger beside you," Allen said.

"Don't worry, while I might be a male teenager with needs and urges," Allen tried to break away again, but to no avail. "But I can control myself until after the curse is broken."

"Then what are you going to do?" Allen asked nervously.

"We'll cross that bridge when we get there."

Yay! I put in two, that's right, count em, two make-out scenes. I hope that will satisfy your fluff cravings for now.

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