Silent Tears-Eighteen

A certain samurai was still sleeping in on a chilly autumn day. As he was asleep, he had no idea that a another certain somebody was sitting on top of him wearing nothing but the white sheet rippling around his exposed hips.

Long silky black hair floated down to pool over the bed like ripples on water. Hypnotic ruby-red eyes complimented his smooth, white skin and half-opened seductive lips. His long, slender fingers traced the outline of Kanda's face. He smiled and continued to trace his way down the samurai's throat to his navel.

Feeling aroused, the samurai slowly opened his dark blue eyes and came face to face with his intruder. His eyes widened at the smexy sight. "Wh-what the hell?"

The beautiful lips opened and said seductively, "Kanda-sama . . ."

"M-Mugen?"

Now Kanda was having a hard time keeping himself under control. Ever since the day when he first tried out Mugen in the training room, he had been having certain 'heart problems' and 'body problems' from just looking at him. His heart would beat faster, his face would burn up and his hands would itch to just grab him and make Mugen his own.

But those days, Kanda was able to keep himself under control. Well, almost, since there was a time he nearly tried to rape 12-year-old Mugen in his sleep. But that was just yesterday!

And now this . . . how in the world was Kanda going to keep himself in control now? Well, he didn't. Instead, he launched a full 'attack' on the person in front of him, knocking him down on the bed.

As mouths smashed against each other, their tongues danced in strange rhythm. The heat each other felt was indescribable as they embraced one another. Lips and tongue weren't enough for Kanda though. He went straight to neck and then continued down and down.

His hands explored every part of Mugen, sending the latter into a fit of smexy moans. Kanda quickly unbuckled his belt and was going to continue what he started.

"OH MY GOD!"

The familiar dorky voice at the door shocked the two in the bed and turned their heads to see who had just barged in at a time like that.

Lavi ran back out the door and down the corridor screaming, "KANDA HAS A HOOKER IN HIS BED!"

"WHAT THE FUCK?" Kanda only had time to whip on his shirt and run out after the crazed bookman.

Allen and Lenalee managed to peek in after the 'master' had left his 'lair'. Allen could only stare open-mouthed, while Lenalee continuously imagined 'hot' scenes with a bloody nose. In the background, Kanda was swinging around the same sofa and Lavi was trying very hard to keep his head on his shoulders. Cause no doubt, even if it weren't a sword, the sofa would still blow his head off anyways.

Mugen continued to lie on Kanda's bed and stare up at the ceiling. Everything was going too fast. His body had reached it's true form and so had his powers. All that was needed left was the bloody-thirsty mind. What in the world was going to happen now?

There were two possibilities.

One, he manages to help Kanda with the final battle with the Millenium Earl and then die in battle. Two, he ends up killing everybody at the final battle.

Mugen sighs and sits up letting the sheet fall down his chest and pool around his hips. "Fate is disturbing . . . only giving me a limited time . ." his eyes lifted to the sky as if searching for an answer. "How is everything going to end now?"

The morning sky was darkening suddenly, turning from a bright blue to a dark red color. Pale silver eyes closed slightly. "Tomorrow's finale . . . how will it turn out?"

I love you . . . no matter what happens in the end . . . I will forever love you . . . even if death parts us . . . I will never forget you . . . forever . . . in love with you