Disclaimer: D. Gray-Man belongs to Hoshino Katsura. This series is only intended for personal entertainment, and is not intended for profit etc. This disclaimer is in effect throughout this entire fanfiction.


Chapitre Sept: Ms Waitress

When his cell phone's ringtone trilled, Allen simply expected it to be from one of his school friends. The boy nearly dropped his phone from shock when he read the contents of the short message, coming from an unknown number. The message however, clearly indicated the identity of the person who texted him. Really, even in a text message Kanda could sound arrogant. "Today, at Kuukai uptown, ten sharp. Don't be late. And dress properly." Allen grumbled inwardly, glaring at the message as though it would evaporate under the force of his glare.

"What's wrong-cho?"

Sachiko peeked out from the bathroom of the small apartment she shared with her cousin. Allen rolled his eyes, waving his cell phone about in the air as he said, "Kanda is inviting me on a date…it seems. God, the man is so arrogant my eyes burn from merely seeing his haughty behaviour." Sachiko giggled as she listened to Allen grumble about rude men and what to wear.

"You saved me from him, Allen! So let me co-ordinate your outfit-cho!"

The bi-gender girl chirped, offering her help while still masquerading with the lie that Kanda would target her if Allen refused him. Allen nodded tiredly, allowing his cousin access to his closet. Sachiko hummed happily as she rummaged through the closet. "Where is he taking you to?"

"...Kuukai."

The girl straightened up drastically, squealing with what seemed to be undiluted joy. "He's really pulling out all stops-cho! A first date at Kuukai? Wonderful!" Now knowing the destination, Sachiko knew what Allen should wear. She tossed out a smooth pair of black slacks, a simple white shirt, a grey pinstripe vest, a white scarf and a beige coat. Sachiko wasted no time in ushering Allen to dress, gleefully tying the scarf fashionably around the collar. Perhaps it was Allen's manner and method of carrying himself, but he looked quite the chic uptown boy.

Then again, Allen was born with the blood of a noble, natural grace must be inherent. Allen was almost amused at how Sachiko fluttered about dressing him, if NOT for the fact that he was dressing to go on a bloody date with one of the most insufferable bastards on the face of the planet! His cousin made him sit down as Sachiko set to fixing his hair. "Hey, what do you think you're trying to do with the mascara?" Allen quipped as he dodged the incoming swipe. Sachiko pouted at the beautifully orchestrated escape.

"It's going to make your eyes look bigger and more innocent! Sit still!"

"That's reserved for photo-taking use! I'm not going to doll myself up for the likes of Kanda!"

"Come on, Allen-cho! It's not for him, it's for yourself! Imagine, it's Kuukai! Even you have to take care of your image there-cho. Besides, wearing mascara outside photoshoots won't harm you! It's only going to curl your eyelashes to make your eyes look more lovely-cho! Also...It's going to help you 'persuade' people around you," Sachiko explained, grinning as the thoughtful look entered Allen's face. It was no secret between them that Allen would resort to anything to get himself out of trouble, even if it was batting his eyes at someone. Kanda aside, that is.

"Hah, but he is quite the arrogant man. Did he not even consider I might not be free for the day?" Allen snorted, prompting a giggle from Sachiko. "Does he look like that sort of guy-cho? He's more of the kind to expect you to drop everything to do his bidding."

"And I am crazy for going on this date with him."

"Maybe you'll discover another side to him-cho. You never know with people, right?"

"Perhaps...It's almost ten. I better get going," Allen mumbled, slipping his coat on before leaving the house. Sachiko waited until Allen was out the door, before a devious grin lit her lips. Time for her to pay a visit.

If there was one thing Allen could admit to himself, it was the attractiveness of Kanda Yu. Heck, the man is an international model! Putting his playboy tendencies aside, he seemed to be quite the interesting man. Allen did his own little research on the model after that (admittedly regrettable) challenge he issued. It was surprising that Kanda, who excelled in kendo, picked a career in modelling instead of a sports-based one, since he seemed more athletically inclined.

However, Kanda's popularity couldn't be disputed. Even the librarian told him that girls of their school always borrowed the Academia Digest which was published during Kanda's school years to make a copy of Kanda's pictures to keep. A woman's obsession was creepy. The boy paused in his footsteps. Was it him, or was there someone watching him? Allen discreetly checked his watch, looking into the reflective surface of the watch's face, but no one was behind him.

The teenager decided to ignore the feeling, instead heading to the trendy restaurant Kanda invited him to. A single sweep with his gaze confirmed it; the man was not there yet. Allen shrugged to himself; there was still two minutes to ten. He'd applause if Kanda could arrive punctually. Allen grinned, suddenly thinking that he'd peck Kanda on the cheek if Kanda could arrive within two minutes. He stared at the watch, observing the seconds go by until the last ten seconds. Allen chuckled to himself; it was silly doing this self-challenge, it was impossible for Kanda to arrive in ten seconds, but then again, he was hoping that Kanda wouldn't. Otherwise, he'd have to give Kanda a kiss, because Allen was the sort of person to keep a promise, even if it was promised to himself only.

"Nine..."

There was the sound of a car horn. It wasn't so surprising since the restaurant was near the streets.

"Eight..."

Wait...Was that the sound of revving engine?

"Seven..."

Allen noticed the ground trembling a bit. He raised his eyebrows in wonder.

"Six..."

A sudden outburst of screams startled him. What happened?!

"Five..."

Allen gasped when he heard the screeching tyres. Worse still at the scene that occurred before his eyes.

"Four?"

The black sports car was definitely heading this way...And fast too!

"Three?!"

It didn't look like it was going to slow down. Allen backed away rapidly until his back hit the wall.

"TWO?!"

The car swerved and stopped just right by the pavement. Allen's legs almost gave out from the shock.

"...One..."

And a smirking Kanda Yu stepped out of the car. He tipped down his sunglasses, observing a very scared Allen Walker. "You're early, moyashi." Allen actually let out a feral growl from the back of his throat. Irritation and relief blended together, he got back the strength of his legs and hauled himself before Kanda, snapping, "What the hell were you thinking, driving like that?! You could have killed me! And why are you punctual?!"

Kanda was slightly surprised by the outburst, especially the last one. "It's common sense to be on time for an appointment. What, you hate punctuality?"

Allen blushed, much to the curiosity of Kanda. What did he say to elicit such a response? The boy scowled deeply, spoiling his adorable face, but he looked up at Kanda's face with a strange, grim determination. "I usually admire punctuality, but this is the one time I curse it. Then again, it's my own fault for making a silly bet with myself. I underestimated you." Before Kanda could comprehend what Allen meant with his words, the school boy reached up on tiptoe and lightly pressed a kiss to his cheeks, before hastily withdrawing with an unhealthy flush to his face.

A smirk immediately spread across Kanda's lips. A surprised yelp escaped Allen when Kanda took his hand and pulled him closer. He leaned away even as Kanda leered at him, keeping a palm between their faces. "Aah, I'm not going to let you take me by surprise again!" Allen quickly exclaimed. Kanda frowned, pulling the hand away from obstructing his sight. "Then what was that for? Were you inviting me?"

"T-That's a one time thing! It's not going to happen again! And I wasn't inviting you...A-Anyway, we're going into the restaurant, right? I'll tell you first, I'm a normal person and I can't afford it," Allen rambled, though slightly amending the fact that he was going to come into his inheritance when he turned eighteen. He had to protect at least that from falling into Cross' hands, or he would forever be doomed to poverty. Damn his uncle! At least those bills are reducing...Was Cross finally straightening himself out? Hah...not likely!

Kanda just watched as a myriad of expressions lit Allen's face; from a blush, to a thoughtful dreamy look, to a troubled frown, a comical face trying to hold back rage, sudden curiosity, before it ended with a sceptic sneer accompanied with a snort. God, this boy was so interesting. Kanda could almost say that Allen was a better company than the women. He didn't fall all over Kanda, and that fact itself was a plus. The novelty of having someone who didn't fawn over him was still there.

"You don't have to worry about anything. At all our dates, I'll pay. All you have to do is turn up," Kanda scoffed. Allen looked surprised for a moment, but he quickly shook his head. "No, that would not be fair. As much as I am unwilling in these...dates to come, I have promised to give you a chance...So it is only natural if I put in some effort as well." Kanda almost wanted to grin. Was going out with a guy this different? All the women he ever entertained were overjoyed to have him foot the bill for everything, and even pleaded for gifts. That was annoying if not for the fact that Kanda had too much money to waste.

"But moyashi, you already said it, you can't afford places like these."

Allen snorted in disdain at the remark. "It means I'll co-ordinate the next date to suit my budget. I'll make sure to be original in my ideas." There, he said it! He was offering to go out on a next date with Kanda even without knowing how their first would turn out, so Kanda should be glad and just take it! It was already embarrassing enough to do this, but until Kanda got tired of his fascination, Allen would have to hang in there. The model seemed strangely satisfied, but that was none of Allen's concern.

"Let's go, moyashi." Kanda pulled Allen into the restaurant, even as he was basking in the warmth that was the sensation of approaching victory. At this rate, he would win, and Tyki would have to give him one of his estates. He did always want the countryside manor, but that stingy bastard wouldn't sell it to him. Allen's hand squirmed, as if trying to get out of his grip. Kanda allowed the boy to go, settling in his seat. The white haired teen looked really happy, and grinned rather wickedly at Kanda. "Kanda...I don't think you know this, but I eat a LOT."

Kanda scoffed. "How much can a moyashi like you eat?"

"Enough to empty your pockets if you're not careful, hot stuff," Allen retorted, perusing the menu. Kanda smirked at the answer. "So you think I'm hot?"

Allen's cheeks turned pink, but he let out a dignified cough and answered calmly, "There is no use denying your physical attractiveness since the evidence is before me, but your personality leaves a lot to be desired...Especially your wandering limbs!" With that, Allen promptly slapped Kanda's hand away, which had been resting on his knee. Kanda withdrew, but was undeterred. At least Allen didn't slap him outright like before. Star-like silver eyes glared balefully at him over the top of the menu, silently warning the model against trying anything that would get him rewarded with a hand mark.

"A-A-Are you ready to order, sir?"

Kanda frowned. Waiters at Kuukai do not stutter. His eyes shifted from the menu to the waitress. It was a girl with two pigtails and glasses, blushing heavily. But she wasn't swept by Kanda's looks; it was Allen she was staring at intently. Allen seemed to notice the attention as well but he smiled when he saw the waitress. "Rohfa, you work here?" The waitress, Rohfa, nodded rapidly, looking as if she was about to melt on the spot. Kanda's eyes narrowed at the unpleasant scene.

"Moyashi, who is this?"

Startled, Rohfa hurriedly bowed and apologised to Kanda, but Allen stopped her. "It's okay, Rohfa. There's no need to be that formal with me. Kanda, she's a classmate from school. Isn't that so?" When Allen smiled, it was all Rohfa could do to nod. Her idol was so kind and caring, it was hard not to turn completely into jelly. But what was he doing with the supermodel Kanda Yu?

"Oi, woman. You're working now. Take our orders and go."

Trust Kanda to be a brute.

"R-Right! What would you like?" Rohfa asked again, ready to take down the orders.

"Saru soba and green tea for me," Kanda stated, and awaited Allen's order. Allen simply handed Rohfa the menu and said, "Any four of the appetisers, seven of the main course dishes, and five desserts. Ah, three pots of Earl Grey Tea." Even as Kanda was gaping in the open in disbelief, Rohfa blushed and asked,

"I-Is it okay for me to choose?"

Allen smiled brilliantly. "You know me very well, Rohfa, so I trust your choices." The boy was going to kill someone with a moe overdose one day. Rohfa left the table shakily, barely surviving Allen's bright smile. With the same smile, Allen turned to Kanda. "Told you I ate a lot."

Roron was hiding shyly behind the door, observing the beautiful girl who was waiting in the study now. It was a surprise when someone who identified herself as Master Cross Marian's adoptive daughter, or son, as she kindly informed them, suddenly came to their doorstep to visit their lord. Being the shy one, he could barely meet her face to face, but Tease, as the one who ran the household, was as usual, skilfully entertaining their guest.

"You're good in brewing tea-cho!" Sachiko praised, sipping daintily from her cup. Her father did educate her on the importance of manners. Tease merely smiled at the compliment. "It is what I am employed for, Lady Marian." Sachiko made a face at the title.

"Please, Sachiko or Chomesuke. I don't like putting social distance between people-cho. Who's that cute one hiding behind the door?"

Roron 'meeped' and hid himself further, but Tease beckoned him to come forth. The boy shyly shuffled forward, his lavender hair pinned up haphazardly due to his work in the kitchen. "Hello..." Sachiko almost squealed at the utterly adorable boy, who acted so shyly before her. He was so cute the girl couldn't resist giving him a glomp. Roron squeaked and froze up from the unexpected physical contact.

"Oh, he's such a cute boy! What's your name-cho?" Sachiko asked, giggling at Roron who turned red so fast it was like looking at a prawn tossed into boiling water. "C-C-Cell Roron..." The young boy muttered, like a bush lit aflame. He looked towards Tease beseeching help, but Tease found the moment intensely amusing. Roron flailed helplessly in Sachiko's arms, who found the younger boy too adorable and cuddled him like he was a stuffed toy.

"Ah, Sachiko! What brings you here on this good day?"

"Master, help!" Roron squealed, just about to faint. Sachiko finally released Roron, who immediately ran away into the safe confines of the kitchen. Tyki grinned at the scene, knowing Roron was enraptured by the hermaphrodite. What surprised him though, was the mirthful expression which adorned his butler's face. Tease was watching Sachiko with a light-hearted smile, something rare to Tyki as he usually found his butler wearing a professional smile instead.

"Just here to pay a visit, Tyki-pon! You have a very nice house-cho~!" Sachiko chirped. She pondered for a moment whether she should tell Tyki that Allen was out on a date with Kanda right now, but she decided against it. Telling him in these early stages might encourage Tyki to try and disrupt them. Sachiko promised to herself to tell Tyki when Allen and Kanda develop a deeper relationship. Then it would be too late to stop them!

"Thank you for the compliment, which reminds me...Where is Cross? It can't be that he left his adopted daughter here and ran off to womanise the other half of the world, can it?" Tyki mused, thinking that it was all too likely a scenario. Allen had been under Cross' care at one point, and look what happened.

Sachiko sipped on her tea, looking thoughtful. "Well, daddy did leave me here to complete my education. He said he had an important business to attend to, but I'm not sure what that business is-cho."

Tyki shook his head at the errant behaviour of his uncle. "Well, he'll be back sooner or later. Would you like to stay for lunch? By the way, where's Allen?"

"Allen's going out with a friend today-cho! And yes, I'd love lunch!"

"Then Roron and I will prepare something for lunch. If you will excuse us..." Tease bowed and left the room, but not before giving Sachiko a meaningful glance. Tyki whistled. It would look like things were going to get interesting.

"That was a wonderful meal!"

"...Do you always eat that much, moyashi?"

"It's Allen, and yes, I do eat that much. After all, I'm a growing boy," Allen reasoned, in a better mood than before after a satisfying brunch. Kanda was still somewhat shellshocked from the amount of food that Allen consumed and how FAST the food disappeared from the table. The bill really tallied up into an outrageous amount, true to Allen's prediction.

"Growing boy doesn't cut it. You ate like an army!"

Kanda was caught by surprise when Allen turned to him with a cheeky sort of grin. "I warned you, didn't I? So, did I manage to eat out your wallet?"

"As if, moyashi. It'll take a lot more than that to clean out my wallet," Kanda scoffed. Though he was taken aback by Allen's ravenous appetite, it was not much compared to what he had to pay for some women's shopping before. Allen watched the man, thinking absently that Kanda seemed like any other guy when they talked like this, holding a normal conversation. Maybe the supermodel was not that bad as he thought he was.

"Isn't it dangerous to carry so much money around?" The teenager questioned.

Kanda smirked. "Not at all. I'd like to see thieves and pick-pockets try their luck with me."

"Ah...You were a kendo champion...But does it help in preventing pick-pockets?" Kanda could hear the doubt in Allen's voice. How long was it, he wondered, talking about kendo, something that he actually enjoyed doing. He was hardly surprised that Allen knew of his feat as a kendo champion; it must have been recorded in the school magazine at some point and Allen, being school president would have known.

"Of course it helps, moyashi. Kendo is not just about learning how to pick up the sword. It helps train the soul and awareness of the environment. When you're highly aware of what's going on around you, hardly any pick-pocket can get away with trying to steal anything," Kanda talked, stopping briefly when he noticed Allen staring at him. "What?"

"...You're cute."

"What?!"

Allen chuckled at the indignant glare that Kanda shot at him. "I can't help it! I think it's nice that you speak of something with so much passion. It's nicer than your supermodel personality." Kanda had been about to retort when a loud scream pierced the air.

"Oh my God, isn't that the supermodel Kanda Yu?!"

Allen looked like a deer caught in headlights as a gaggle of girls were running towards them, shrieking like a harpy, moving like a giant mass of limbs. He barely noticed when Kanda grabbed his hand and started running away. It was all he could do to catch up with Kanda's fast movements, but the mob was scary, pursuing them without losing any speed at all. Finally in a junction, Kanda tossed Allen into a narrow alley and slipped in himself.

The alley was so narrow that Allen was pressed against the wall with Kanda standing opposite him. Hearing the mob approaching, Allen quickly pulled off his coat and threw it over his and Kanda's head, shielding them from further view. The duo stayed in that position for a moment, hearts thumping as the sounds of screaming women and stomping footsteps rushed by. Allen kept himself as quiet as a mouse, peeking out a bit to check on the area.

"...It looks safe now..."

"Moyashi...Remember what you told me this morning?" Kanda's voice was unnaturally husky. Allen reasoned that it might be because the man was tired from running away from his fangirls. "Hm, which one?" Allen hummed in reply, not really paying attention to the supermodel.

"...Taking you by surprise."

And before Allen realised what was going on, he found Kanda's lips on his, one hand around his waist and the other pressing the back of his head closer. The snow-haired teenager turned stock still from shock, raising his arms in protest, but no matter how he tried, he couldn't push Kanda away. Allen kept his lips pursed tightly, not wanting a repeat of the council room, but Kanda knew what to do.

His hand slid down from the waist to Allen's butt and he shamelessly groped. Allen inadvertently let out an indignant squeal, immediately muffled when Kanda's tongue invaded its recently marked territory with much enthusiasm. It was pure torture for Allen to have his tongue played with, being the inexperienced boy that he was, he had no idea how to deter Kanda, nor did he know how to react without biting his own tongue off.

Kanda on the other hand, was enjoying every second of it. His tongue trailed over the trembling lips, dipping into the small crevice to taste the boy he held at his mercy. The man noted that Allen had a rather sweet taste, of milky honey, but it wasn't too bad for someone like him who disliked sweet things. Allen's tongue was rather motionless, giving Kanda the perfect opportunity to snare it with his own, deepening the French kiss.

When Allen began to struggle for breath, Kanda was merciful enough to release him. He licked his lips in a satisfactory manner, as if he had a very satisfying meal, which in the terms of the playboy, he had indeed. "That...is how someone takes you by surprise, moyashi. The last two times were nothing."

Small drops stung the edge of Allen's eyes in a comical manner as he suddenly delivered a beautifully executed upper cut, screaming like a provoked banshee, "That is what I HATE about you! You have nothing but sex in your mind, you pervert! That's it, I'm leaving!" Fuming and reasonably pissed, Allen stormed out of the alley, not caring that he left his coat with the fallen man.

On the verge of cursing violently in the most colourful versions of at least seven languages, Allen quickly held his tongue, repeatedly chanting "I am a gentleman, no cursing!" in his mind. What is wrong with the man, to desire physical contact so desperately? Having finally calmed down, Allen set his mind to the task ahead. He certainly needed expert advice on this man.

Looks like it was time for a courtesy call to his favourite niece.


First of all, let me apologise for being such an arse and leaving without a word for such a long period of time. I have no excuses.

To be honest, for that time period (and currently still) I am sticking by Pixiv. I was also struck down by Kuroko no Basuke and woke up to the beauty of minority pairings (I think majority of Kuroko cultists will kill me if I name my favoured pairings here). In that time I was completely dedicated to writing fanfiction in Japanese, and grew this STUPID, REALLY STUPID elitist purist favouritism for the real Japanese fanarts etc over English ones, which is one of the major contributions to my temporarily leaving DA and FF.

While I don't dislike English fanfiction, for a time I avoided reading them because I was afraid I would grow to hate it because of the above reason. And I didn't want to dislike English fanfiction because there are really awesome ones out there! So for a while I wrote Japanese fanfiction while struggling with this stupid favouritism that grew inside me without notice. I think part of the reason that I grew this bloody idiotic elitist ego is because I've been losing confidence in writing in English. I felt my expressions in English were limited, but that isn't the language's fault. It's my fault since I am not working hard enough at mastering English. (Despite having a degree in English Language, har har har...) I also had raging self-hate because of this issue... .;;

Before I knew it we survived the Mayan Apocalypse and the new year is here. And I've finally mustered the courage to crawl on. Having so many people still reading my works and supporting me in DA and FF was a major reason I was able to return. And as apology, allow me to offer these chapters up as penance...