Disclaimer: I do not own D. Gray-Man

Oh geez, guys, I am so sorry that this sort of became a type of crossover. I honestly didn't mean it to in the beginning. Don't worry, I don't think it's going to make that much of an impact.

Chapter 8: Wanting

Allen let out a long groan, fingers digging into Kanda's sides. She smiled wolfishly down at him, her face flushed from their activities. She was seated on his lap, her legs on either side of him. He was buried hilt deep in her, and she felt incredible. Finally, she felt like she was in control of something. Despite the small mishap at the beginning of their play where they thought she'd started her period again, they had easily fallen back into a familiar rhythm.

"Why are you so boisterous? We've been going at it for hours," Allen groaned, his head falling back against the pillows, panting for much needed air.

Kanda smirked, tightening around her lover, watching him whine in pleasure. "I've been horny all week, but due to my predicament I couldn't exactly fuck you now could I?" she asked sweetly, languidly rolling her hips against him.

"No, but you could be kinder."

She pretended to actually consider his words –though they both knew she was just playing with him- before the smirk came back. "Not a chance, beansprout. I've got you all to myself now, without that baka interrupting us. I'm going to devour you all night." The swift movement of her hips released a moan from her that mirrored her lover's perfectly.

Allen chuckled. "Lavi's going to be so jealous."

"Don't talk about that stupid rabbit. He'll either get Lenalee to agree or he'll find a willing participant. Now pay attention to me," Kanda snarled, leaning forward and crushing their mouths together. She nipped non-too-gently at his lips, not hard enough to cut, but enough to sting.

"Of course, princess," Allen joked, swinging up while pulling her under his body. He wrapped her legs securely around his waist, letting her pull him in harder. "You should be quieter though. They're in the room right next to us. I'm sure they can hear everything," he whispered conspiratorially, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

"I don't give two fucks if they can hear us. Better yet, let them hear. I want you to fuck me, and I want you to fuck me hard, so hard that it wakes them out of a dead sleep," she growled, rolling her hips against him and grazing her teeth along his shoulder. She groaned almost pitifully, pushing with needy urgency into him.

Squeezing his eyes shut tightly to stave off yet another release, Allen moaned, panting out his pleasure against her skin. They'd been going at it for hours, steadily getting louder with every release. Kanda still wanted more though, and he was willing to give it.

Moving in slow, smooth strokes, Kanda grew impatient, snarling, "If you don't pick up the pace-" Her words were cut off by a cry of pleasure.

Allen complied slowly to her demand, letting the pace build as you would in a race. Their dance accelerated, becoming messy and hurried in their rush to find oblivion, to make each other see stars. Their breath exploded from their lungs in the form of two long, loud moans. He collapsed on top of Kanda, panting. If that didn't wake their pair sleeping in the room beside them, they didn't know what would.

They got their answer only moments later as they came down off their highs.

Bang! Bang! Bang! A fist slammed annoyingly against the shared stucco wall. Small pieces of stucco detached themselves from the wall, floating to land in the discarded covers pushed against the wall. "Could you guys shut up! We're trying to sleep!" Lavi shouted, her voice breathy and angry.

"Stop listening to us then!" Allen called back.

"Fuck you!" Kanda shouted in reply.

"No, Allen's already doing a damn swell job at that!" Lavi retorted. Her yelp of surprise turned into a barely audible, barely contained moan. Then there was silence so thick that it was obviously more forced than natural.

"Looks like we're not the only ones who need to shut up!" Kanda shouted, smirking. She unhooked her legs from around Allen's waist, letting them slip against the smooth skin of her companion's back and sides.

A moan that was so obviously Lavi's came through the wall as the only reply.

Kanda looked back up at the man who hovered uncertainly above her. "Another round?" she asked, making the choice for him, running her knee suggestively along his side.

"Sounds good to me," Allen murmured, peppering kisses along her silky skin as he inched his way down her body, leaving love marks every few centimeters, "But this time, we're going to try something that new."

...

"You guys were so loud last night," Lavi griped, deep circles marring the skin under her eyes. She glared at everything and nothing at the same time. Her activities obviously hadn't done her as much good as Kanda who seemed to be even slightly present in those morning ours. "I hope it was worth it because I didn't get a lick of sleep."

People streamed around them, strolling through the market on the cool morning. They weaved in and out of each other, talking loudly in Spanish, a language none of the four knew fluently.

"Says the girl who drowned us out more than once," Allen teased with a knowing smile, bumping casually into her shoulder, at ease surrounded by the throng of people. He soaked in the loud, ecstatic, exotic energy of the Spaniards. "Lenalee is that good, huh?"

Lavi's face burned crimson. If these were normal circumstances, she'd have immediately puffed out her chest and thrown her shoulders back, declaring her answer proudly, but sadly, they were not normal circumstances. So, they got the blushing schoolgirl, instead.

Lenalee, however, was not so embarrassed by the information. "Yes, I am, but you will never have any direct knowledge of that," she answered for the girl, walking to Lavi's right so that Allen and Lavi were sandwiched between Kanda and Lenalee, "I hope you two at least used a condom like I told you to."

Kanda's face stayed expressionless while Allen pursed his lips. Neither replied.

Lenalee sighed heavily, shaking her head. "I hope you end up pregnant. It'd be hilarious. I'd consider it a type of poetic justice," she said, shaking her head disbelievingly, "Hopeless, the both of you."

"I'm not going to end up pregnant," Kanda replied crisply, her eyes scanning over the people passing by them. The city gave her an unpleasant feeling, setting her even more on edge than she usually would have been. "Let's check the woods again. We may find something we missed. Beansprout, are there any Akuma in the area?"

"It's Allen," he replied only out of habit than actually meaning the words now, "Not that I can tell right now." Something felt off about the fact that there were no Akuma in the immediate area with the amount of supposed activity that had been going on in the city. It was unsettling to say the least.

"Did Brother say anything about the occurrences happening on an interval? Like every couple of days or something?" Lenalee asked, glancing at the surrounding patrons nervously. Despite having Allen at their disposal, she was still on high alert in case one somehow slipped through his detection. She knew that was next to impossible, but still, with the number of innocence they believed were in the area, they could never be too careful.

Allen shook his head. "No, he just told us what we told you. You know him, he always forgets something, but it didn't say anything about that in the report either. Maybe the innocence is just trying determining whether we're a threat or something." He shrugged.

"Are you an idiot?" Kanda sneered, glancing at him. Her lip curled unpleasantly against her front teeth.

Before Allen could toss a retort at the slightly taller female, or either could start a fight, Lenalee interjected smoothly. "No, he may be right, Kanda. After all that we've seen with the innocence, how can we not come up with something like that? It's not far out of our realm to think innocence has a consciousness."

Kanda made a noise in the back of her throat that could have either been a scoff or noise of affirmation. It was most likely a little of both. "Either way, they need to fucking show up already so we can go home. Then I can have all the time I want to screw beansprout until he's dying of exhaustion." She said the comment so calmly like it was the most normal thing in the world say, and a common conversation topic.

Lavi snorted, "Someone's a bit horny."

"Not a bit," Kanda corrected, keeping her eyes facing forward, "Really horny is the correct term."

Unlike who seemed immune to her own words, Allen was much more susceptible to her words. A deep, flourishing blush blossomed across his cheeks, painting the color of the sky at sunset. Heat rushed in opposite directions through his body causing an odd sensation. "Could you have, I don't know, worded that differently?" he grumbled, palm covering his face.

"Yeah, I could have actually. I want to fuck you until you're a breathless puddle of hormones under me, begging me not to stop," she replied, her eyes narrowing on the commotion before them.

Two men, one obviously native to the country, and the other a fully hot-blooded Italian, stood in front of a pedestal. The Spaniard scratched the back of his head, staring at the empty pedestal passively while the Italian shouted obscenities. "Where the fuck did my fucking sculpture go? What the fucking hell? I fucking told you we shouldn't have fucking come here, Antonio! This is bullshit! Who the hell steals a sculpture?" the dark-skinned Italian screeched, stamping his feet like a child throwing a temper tantrum.

"I don't know, but they must be really strong to lift that. I want to be that strong one day. That'd be so coold. Or maybe it walked off. That could happen, you know? That's been happening a lot around here lately," the Spaniard babbled earnestly, seeming like a bit of a ditz.

"Then why the hell did you bring me here to sculpt something, stupid tomato bastard?" the Italian shouted, glaring at the taller man. He clenched his teeth in irritation, snarling at the older man.

"I thought it'd be good for you. You ever leave the house unless it's to go home to your brother or to tend the tomatoes. This is fun, right?" He stared hopefully at the livid Italian.

"No it is not fucking fun! Someone stole my sculpture!" He grabbed the Spaniard by his shirt collar, dragging him away into the thick forest where large footprints lead off into.

"Where are we going?"

"To find my sculpture and the person who stole it, what else?"

Allen jumped in surprise as his eye spun. "Oh no, those two men are headed straight for a group of Akuma," he said, darting from the group, following the men without even waiting to see if the other three were following.

"Dammit Allen, don't run off!" Lavi called behind him, the three trying to catch up with their shorter strides though Lenalee wasn't having nearly as much trouble.

"How do you run with such short legs?" Kanda grumbled, attempting to lengthen her stride to no avail.

"You get used to it," Lenalee replied simply, taking the lead in front it the pair. They grumbled, pushing harder to catch up.

Well, there you go. I hope it was worth it. I am soooooo sorry for the long period without an update. I had SAT testing, a crap ton of homework, and the ending week for swim over the week. We had Championships today, and the girls on my team won! Hell yeah! We're great!

P.S.- The people who figured out how this became a sort of "crossover" gets a virtual cookie.