After a very long hiatus! I am back! Woohoo! I am trying to rush chapter 9 & 10 by this week because when I start my holiday job – I might not have the time to write regularly. D
I have to say – I AM SO EMBARRESSED TO KNOW THAT I MISSPELLED THRUST AS TRUST. Hahaha – I think everyone's laughing at me. So I am going to make sure that I don't write till the wee hours of the morning and save myself from embarrassing mistakes.
Short chapter. ENJOY!
--previously--
The young boy's eyes were closed in exhaustion, his every breath a wheeze. But he managed to utter his last words to Kanda.
"I love you - Kanda." Allen breathed into Kanda's ear.
Kanda's only indication that he heard was…
"hmmmm…"
Chapter 8: Calm before the storm
The morning after was wonderful, with the sun's morning rays slowly sneaking into the room and filling it with its warmth. A jasmine-scented breeze lifted snowy curtains gently into the air and that same breeze was caressing the skin of the couple lying in bed. A raven-haired teen was lying on his left side, his head half buried in snowy hair and his right arm parked carelessly across the chest of the younger boy. Meanwhile, the youngster was on his back and using the other's left arm as a pillow, head tilted towards the older male. They had gone fallen asleep in that position, breathing in each other's scent.
It wasn't long before the sleeping beauties were basking in the warm rays. Perhaps disturbed by the heat from the rays, Kanda was slowly awaking and taking his time to return to reality.
"hmm. What time is it alre…"
He fluttered his eyes opened before shutting them again to avoid the glare of the sun. Doing something very out-of-character, he pulled Allen into a tighter embrace and snuggled closer to indulge himself in the physical contact. Now, he was contented to just sleep in and enjoy the comforting warmth. Furthermore he didn't feel like getting up at the moment and be away from Allen. It feels good to sleep in – maybe I should do it more often.
Thinking back on last night's events – Kanda started feeling all hot and bothered again. The memories of Allen doing perverted things to him; of Allen's innocent face contorting in absolute pleasure and pain; the sweet smell of Allen; the voice of Allen moaning, whimpering and begging; the feel of Allen, so warm and tight, squeezing him was enough to make his blood rush to his nether regions.
He didn't expected Allen to attempt anything so soon and he was still confused about the whole situation. But this time, Kanda took his chances - he wasn't going to wait till he sorted out what Allen's feelings for him, or his motives were or what he felt for the bean sprout. He was going to have his share of fun and talk things over later. But it didn't stop him from having those random thoughts.
Who else had been before him? Lavi? Komui? People he didn't even know?
How much experience did he have? How did he learn to work his mouth and hands so well?
Was Allen going to compare him with the others? Skill? Size? Stamina?
Kanda always perceived sex to become something special between lovers. But if Allen had many before him – be it for love or lust; it was still slutty behaviour to Kanda. And the way Allen was acting so wantonly. Was he always acted like that to everyone who bedded him? It just wasn't acceptable to Kanda. Slut.
Anyway, Allen should be honored because it was his – he, Kanda Yuu, the perfect man was sharing his first experience with Allen. Though on second thoughts, he should have prepared Allen first because he faintly remembered the gossip folks saying how it hurt like hell if they attempted to go in dry. Kanda was feeling the slightest hint of guilt but he figured out it was nothing Allen couldn't bear with since he definitely had been through worse on battlefields.
Sex was so foreign to Kanda, a subject that he had yet to gain sufficient knowledge on. But one thing he was sure – it was good, electrifying; he had never felt so alive. In fact, he had never felt better. The blood and adrenaline racing through his veins, Allen's voice and skin was estacy to him, being so intimate with another human being made him feel complete. Every thrust into Allen triggered a wave of sensations to the tips of the fingers and toes. Hearing Allen whimper and moan his name made Kanda feel invincible.
Opening his eyes for a second time, he gazed at the sleeping form beneath him – as Kanda was lost in his thoughts. Kanda would never admit but he never gets tired of Allen - picking on him, getting physical, threatening and sometimes ignoring him was just done on purpose. Allen was interesting when he wasn't annoying. If his thoughts were revolving around Allen, he would never get bored.
Now Kanda was wondering how Aallen could look so lost to his surrounds and be sleeping so peacefully. Stupid naive moyashi. How can he sleep so peaceful, enemy could be lurking at every corner! More importantly, he managed to catch Allen's little confession…
"I love you - Kanda…"
It was barely a whisper but Kanda caught it anyway – and he only acknowledged that he had heard it. He couldn't give Allen a proper response because he wasn't done sorting out anything. Maybe later. He was attracted to that bean sprout but he was pretty sure it wasn't LOVE. But he was secretly happy that naïve idiot had courage to confess to him because it did answer some of his question while creating new ones. Did Allen really love him? or did he say it a the heat of the moment?
Gently easing Allen's bed off his arm and onto the pillow Kanda slipped out of bed, when he noticed the blood stained sheets. Oops – my bad. It must have hurt. Kanda made a mental note to get Allen's breakfast-in-bed to compensate him somewhat but hell, he wasn't going to apologise. Swiftly tying up his hair into a ponytail after his bath, the lanky teen slipped his exorcist uniform over his shoulder and settled down for breakfast. Allen was still asleep without a care for the world.
Even when Kanda returned to their room with plates of Allen's breakfast balanced on his tray – Allen was still lying in his bed. That lazybum…
"Oi, Moyashi. Get out of bed already. Oi. Che."
"Old man – stopping sleeping because it makes you stupid. I brought you breakfast – If you can't think, I am very sure you can still smell!"
Using Mugen to jab Allen's side again and again, each jab harder than the last; Allen managed to remain motionless. By now, panic bells starting to ring in Kanda's mind. This wasn't right. Something's wrong… The older teen rushed to Allen's side and the first thing that hit him was how cold Allen's hands were. Over the span of 1 hour – Allen's temperature had dropped drastically and only traces of warmth could be detected on Allen's torso. Kanda's repeated shakes and calls to wake up drew no response from the sleeping teen.
Allen heartbeat was also slow and erratic. 1……2…3………1……2………3…1……2…3……
On closer inspection, Allen's lips were also turning blue. Placing his ear near Allen's mouth, Kanda could only hear the faintest sound of breathing. Any pressure on his chest was enough to stop his breathing.
If this continued, lack of oxygen was going to lead to brain damage. With all this information clogging up his brain – his mind was in a chaos. What had gone wrong? At his rate, Allen's going to die… What was he going to do?
What had he done?
