A/N: As always, thanks for all the reviews, favorites, and follows. They are very much appreciated. And now it's time for the second flashback of this story.

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~Five Years Earlier~

Life with Kanda as my boyfriend was strange. He drove me absolutely insane - both in and out of the bedroom. We disagreed on everything, fighting like cats and dogs and nearly killing each other whenever we trained together. We might have acted that way because we wanted to hide our homosexual relationship, but I don't think we had ever actually considered that possibility. We acted that way because that was how we genuinely felt about each other. If it weren't for what was happening in the bedroom, I might have thought he hated me, but I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that that wasn't the case.

Every once in a while, the sex would be like our first time; all I'd get was a rough kiss before I'd find myself bent over the nearest piece of furniture as Kanda fucked me from behind. But it was rare for Kanda to be that needy. Usually the sex was more like our second encounter, where Kanda would be so loving and intense in the way he'd touch my body that I would come from the foreplay alone.

That in and of itself was surprising. I had known from our first time that I would end up underneath Kanda the next time we were alone, but I didn't expect it to go that way. I never thought that he would want to caress my body, much less that he would be so tender while doing it. Yet as we lay on my bed that night, he treated my body like it was something precious, something to be treasured, and that was mind blowing.

Kanda may not have loved me, or trusted me enough to let me into his bedroom, but he did care about me as more than just a sexual partner, and that was good enough for me. After all, that was how I saw him, so we were on the same page.

But then I got the news that he'd gone missing on his mission in Rome. And that's when everything changed.

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Having recovered from the injuries I'd sustained on my last mission, and been grounded for the next few days for 'mental recovery', I was restless. But I knew the perfect cure for that: the Moyashi's body underneath my own.

I hadn't seen the boy since the mission ended, even though I knew he was also stuck at headquarters while he recovered. It never even occurred to me that that was on purpose. It never crossed my mind that Allen would be avoiding me. Until I walked into his bedroom that night.

One look at the scowl the Moyashi shot my way, and I knew he was mad, but it wasn't until I approached him and he pulled away that I realized that he was mad at me. "Go away, Kanda. I'm not in the mood."

Not knowing or caring why he was angry, as the Moyashi was usually angry at me and it had never been a reason for concern before, I scoffed at his words and lounged on his bed. "Are you a girl now, Moyashi?"

As predicted, Allen's response was to grab the closest thing to him, which in this case was a book, and chuck it at my head. "You can't just waltz in here like nothing happened!"

The book missed, slamming into the wall several inches from its target. I ignored it and studied the Moyashi carefully. I had no clue what he was talking about, but whatever it was that had happened had made him rather irate. I knew better than to say that out loud though; admitting that I didn't know what I'd done to piss him off would just piss him off more. So I stayed silent and let him vent his anger at me.

"How stupid are you?! You constantly chew me out for being naïve and reckless, and then you go and do exactly what you keep telling me not to do! You've got people that worry about you too, you know! Do you realize just how heart wrenchingly awful it was for me to hear that you'd gone missing? Or how painful it was to watch you intentionally get yourself wounded?"

I rolled my eyes as I pushed myself up so that I was seated on the edge of the bed, reclining backwards on my hands. "Che. What's the big deal, Moyashi? I'm fine."

Allen's voice rose in pitch as he gestured wildly at me. "The 'big deal' is that I love you, moron!"

He froze at the words he clearly hadn't meant to say out loud. I froze too. Those three words were something that had never been said between us before. But it wasn't a surprise to me that he was the first to say them; I'd known from the beginning that it would happen like that, and I had suspected for a while now that he was leaning that way.

Allen didn't wait for me to respond. He brushed the comment aside and returned to yelling at me for being reckless. I was perfectly fine with avoiding that subject. I cared about the Moyashi, but the day when I would love him was still a ways away; with the way our relationship was progressing, it was definitely coming, but it wasn't here yet. And we did not need to talk about that.

I was only half-listening to Allen as he vented his anger, but I was present enough to know that the placement of his hands in my hair and his lips against mine would have been just as unexpected if I actually had been paying full attention to him.

As we kissed, he knelt on the bed, straddling my thighs with his knees. He was practically sitting on my lap. As I moved my hands towards the hem of his shirt, the Moyashi suddenly broke the kiss, yanked out my hair tie, and pushed me so that I fell backwards against the mattress. Before I could question any of it, he was leaning over me with a dangerous look in his eyes. "It's time for you to accept your punishment."

I laughed at him as I reached up and pulled the ribbon around his neck loose. "You're going to punish me? How is that supposed to work, Baka Moyashi?"

The Moyashi didn't answer. Instead, he leaned down and captured my lips. I quickly dominated the kiss, plundering his mouth with my tongue. For someone who claimed to be angry at me, Allen turned submissive incredibly quickly. While I grabbed the brat's ass and pulled him closer to me, moving us so that we were fully on the bed and therefore in a much better position for making out, he was content with simply unbuttoning my shirt.

But when I broke the kiss to pull my shirt off, I learned that his submissiveness was just an act. The second my arms were free of my sleeves, the Moyashi was tying my wrists to the headboard with his ribbon. He smirked triumphantly at me as I fought against the bonds. "It works like that. Now be a good boy and accept your punishment."

I swore in response, but he ignored me and focused his attention on my pants. I debated fighting him as he pulled them off, but if the night was going to end in sex, I needed them off. So I focused my attention on trying to free my hands. Unfortunately, Allen's knots held strong.

The Moyashi's next move was to climb off the bed and strip himself bare. He did it incredibly quickly, knowing better than to tease me in this situation.

Fully naked, Allen climbed back on top of me, pinning me to the mattress by kneeling on my thighs, effectively keeping me from kicking him off me. From there he played with my body the way that I would play with his. He kissed and nipped at several different spots on my chest and neck, leaving hickeys behind as his fingers explored my skin until they found sensitive areas to tease and make me moan.

Despite my unwillingness, it all felt really good, and I couldn't help but wonder what he was up to. "How is this punishme-? Unn!"

My words cut off as I felt something hard and slick push into my hole. Whatever it was didn't hurt too horribly, but the pain definitely derailed my train of thought and made thinking a lot harder. It wasn't until a second object joined the first and the two began to scissor and wiggle around together that I realized what was going on. The Moyashi had shoved his fingers inside me and was stretching my opening. "What the fuck do you think you're fucking doing?"

The glint in Allen's silver eyes was borderline evil. "I told you: it's punishment."

His fingers never stopped moving as he leaned forward to whisper in my ear. The feeling of his hot breath on my skin was electric, but his words sent a chill down my spine. "You didn't really think I'd always be submissive to you, did you?"

I understood now. The Moyashi wanted me to be the submissive one this time around; he was going to punish me by making me bottom. To emphasize his point, Allen shoved another finger inside me as he bit my ear. My choicely worded protest died before I uttered a single syllable, and I instead moaned in pleasure.

I knew from the few times I'd made him suck me off that the Moyashi was good with his mouth, but it was quite different having that mouth tease at my neck while his fingers played around inside me. But just because it felt good did not mean that I was going to lay there and accept his punishment.

My attempt to free my hands backfired. As I moved my body to try to wriggle out of the knots, I increased the friction of Allen's fingers against my walls, causing him to brush against a spot that made the heat filling my body grow so strong that I could barely hold back a fierce moan.

Which did not go unnoticed by Allen.

The brat Moyashi began pressing repeatedly against that spot, teasing me with that ever increasing heat until I was audibly moaning and no longer struggling against him.

The relief I felt when he finally stopped teasing me and removed his fingers from my hole was short lived. I had just barely returned to my senses when Allen hooked my right leg over his shoulder and thrust his length into me.

Despite how attentive he'd been with stretching me, it still hurt to have him inside me like that and I swore fiercely at him. But the pain vanished almost immediately as he began thrusting into me, and before I realized it, I was moving my hips in time with his and the random curse words I'd been spewing had morphed into embarrassingly loud moans and groans.

I knew I was enjoying what he was doing to me, but I didn't realize just how much until his left hand found my dick; it wasn't until I felt the firm yet gentle touch of his Innocence fingers on my heated shaft that I noticed that I was fully, almost painfully, erect - it wasn't going to be long at all before I reached my end.

Allen wrapped his hand around my length, probably intending to tease me further, but the second his fingers closed around my shaft, I came.

The Moyashi squeaked in surprise, but it quickly became a moan as he released inside me.

We lay there for a bit as we came down from the high and regained control of our breathing. As soon as the Moyashi pulled out of me, I kneed him in the leg, instantly regretting the sharp motion, and gestured towards my tied up wrists with my head. "Untie me, Baka Moyashi."

Allen leaned forward as if he was going to do what I demanded, but then he paused, smirking darkly at me as he sat up. "Have you learned your lesson yet?"

I echoed his smirk, trying to mess with him. "What happens if I say no?"

He blinked at me with so much innocence in his silver eyes that it made it hard to believe that he had just dominated me like that. "You mean you'll let me do that again?"

It was my turn to be surprised. That wasn't what I had meant at all, but now that the question was out there, it needed to be answered if I didn't want the Moyashi to nag me about it until the end of time. My pride wanted me to yell something along the lines of 'fuck no!' at him, but the rest of me was a little more rational. The sex had been perfectly fine with him on top, and I could already picture it being useful; those times where I wanted sex but was too tired to spend time on foreplay could be much more easily handled by simply letting the Moyashi be the dominant one. "If you promise not to tie me up again, I'll consider it."

The way his eyes lit up was priceless. "I promise."

He stared at me expectantly, clearly waiting for my answer now that he had agreed to my demands. I merely raised an eyebrow at him in response, pointedly telling him that he wouldn't get an answer until he untied me. The staring contest lasted only a few seconds before the Moyashi got it. He blushed in embarrassment and immediately scrambled to untie his ribbon from around my wrists. "Oh. Right. Sorry."

Once my arms were free, I sat up slowly, pulling myself out from under Allen and trying to ignore the trickle of fluid coming from my ass. As I did that, he sat back on his heels, fiddling absently with his ribbon. The look on his face said that he was waiting for me to hit him. Not being able to resist teasing him, I reached out and tousled his hair, loving the way he flinched as my hand got close to him. "Ok, ground rules. I decide which of us is on top. If you want to top, you have to ask first, and if I say no, that's the end of it. Understand?"

The Moyashi snorted and pushed himself off the bed. "So basically, you're in charge."

Before I could respond to his teasing, he suddenly got very serious. The look on his face said that he was not to be messed with. "No. If we're going to keep doing this, we have to be partners. I'm not going to play your submissive toy anymore."

I opened my mouth to argue with him, mostly just to see how he'd react, but he cut me off. "I can't ignore my feelings any longer. I love you, Bakanda. And that means that I can't let things continue on like this. If you want to keep having sex with me, then you're going to have to start treating me like an equal."

Tuning him out, I let him ramble on as I thought about what he was saying. It brought me back to what he'd been yelling about before the sex, and I could suddenly see the point he was trying to make. "Ok."

He froze mid-sentence and stared blankly at me. "'Ok', what?"

"Ok, you're right. I'll work on treating you better." The surprise on his face when I said those words was priceless. "I started this thing knowing full well that you were going to turn it into a relationship, so I really shouldn't be surprised that that's what happened. I'm not ready to give you up yet, so let's see what happens when we do things your way."