I don't own DGray-man, but once again, I wish Hoshino the best of luck getting through whatever has her put on Hiatus this time around.

"Moyashi! Wake up dammit!" Kanda demanded, standing outside the aforementioned Moyashi's door banging and shouting. Allen had gone to bed last night after their dance lesson and overslept this morning, making everyone think that he'd managed to sneak out to escape the play. Somehow during the early hours when not many were awake, Kanda had been recruited to retrieve the boy. And so, after snapping at any finder who dared to comment on his costume, here he stood, outside the runt's room waiting for the door to open.

"I'm awake, Bakanda! Just wait!" Allen called back snappishly as a series of clunks and bangs could be heard within the room as the runt did god knows what. The swordsman rolled his eyes and scowled at the door, even though Allen couldn't see him. Idly, though he was trying to keep himself from it, Kanda was wondering just what the Beansprout could be doing to create that much noise within the room.

"You have half a minute before I break down the door and drag you out by your hair, Moyashi." He growled, tapping his foot lightly on the ground and counting mentally. He would actually enjoy breaking down the kid's door. It would give him something to destroy, at least. Not having Mugen with him made the samurai just a tad edgy. "Three, two, one… Ready or not, here I come, Moyashi." Kanda shouted, getting ready to kick the door in when it opened to reveal Allen in his costume, heels and wig. The last of which looked horrible, as Allen hadn't had time to brush it before attempting to put it in a ponytail.

"I couldn't find my wig or my other shoe." The boy muttered, maneuvering past Kanda and into the hallway, he was getting better with the shoes. "C'mon, we need to go and get his stupid scene over with." Allen continued as he proceeded down the hall. Pausing a few steps down the hallway when he didn't hear the man following, Allen looked back at Kanda, cocking his head at the man's back. He was leaning against the wall with his face hidden, and it didn't seem as if he were going to follow, even after he'd gone to all that trouble to get Allen up. They were to do the final scene today, which they had failed to complete the last time, and the boy was wondering just what was going through Kanda's mind.

"Kanda?" Allen called curiously, taking a few clicking steps back towards the man and hesitantly reaching his hand out to touch the samurai's shoulder. He wasn't sure whether Kanda would snap at him as usual, or whether he would be civil like he was the previous day, so it was only a light brush to attempt to get the man's attention. As the tips of his fingers brushed against Kanda's back, the cursed boy noticed that his whole frame was shaking, with what emotion Allen couldn't tell. Quickly, the boy withdrew his hand and it hovered in the few inches between them as instantaneous panic shot through the boy's entire being. Had he done something to upset Kanda? What had he said? Should he apologize? Would that even help?

"K-Kanda? A-are you o-okay?" the boy stuttered out quietly, afraid that he'd done something to severely piss off the swordsman, who hadn't been in a good mood to begin with. After a few moments without a reply, Allen had all but decided to make a break for it. He'd just turned to run down the hall, when a hand caught his shoulder. The boy looked back to see an amused expression on Kanda's face. "W-what? What's wrong? What's funny?!" the boy asked as Kanda snorted in amusement. The look and the noise really wasn't something that would be expected of Kanda, like the smile he'd shown yesterday, it was more something you'd think Lavi would do.

"Wouldn't you like to know, Moyashi."

There. That was more like Kanda. Allen sighed in relief, relaxing his posture as Kanda replied with the typical Kanda tone. However, he tensed right up again as the samurai opened the door to the boys room and pushed said boy into it without a word. "Wh-wha…? Kanda, what are you—st-stop! We need to get down to the cafe—umf!" the child's excuses for not being alone in a room with Kanda, again, were cut off abruptly as he was all but tossed face-first onto the bed shortly before the Samurai slammed the door shut and clicked the lock.

"Wh-why did you do that, Bakanda?! We need to get down to the—" The boy was silenced once more as Kanda turned to face him, a smirk on his face as he approached. It was obvious that the man knew Allen was on the fence between scared and curious.

"Hold still, Baka Moyashi." Kanda muttered, reaching out a hand to keep Allen from moving as he began to run a hand through the wig that was securely pinned to Allen's head. Allen sat silently as Kanda worked on the wig, wondering just what had been so funny about the way it looked to possess the other Exorcist to do this. A few minutes later, the other man finished tying the wig into a ponytail and released his grip on Allen before he got up, walking to the door.

"Don't just sit there like an idiot, Moyashi, let's go." The samurai barked when Allen made no attempt to move as he opened the door. The boy snapped out of his thoughts and shot up, rushing out the door ahead of Kanda making light clicking sounds the whole way. The man smirked a bit, closing the door to the bedroom before stalking after the boy.

----40 Minutes Later----

Allen sighed a bit, watching as Kanda threw Lavi off the stage. He couldn't help but wonder whether the samurai was trying to aim the Bookman so that he didn't hit the mat below. The cursed boy was nearly positive that the swordsman was still angry about their encounter the previous day. The boy let another light sigh escape his lips. In four days, the play and everything to do with it would be over. This was good, since he was getting far to used to wearing the dress, but it was also bad, because he was starting to…to like Kanda. Just a little. Hearing his cue to rush in, Allen hoisted the skirt of his dress and did his best 'distressed run' towards Kanda.

"No!" the boy shouted as he reached his destination, falling to his knees beside Kanda. He was all too aware of the Finders and other personnel who'd come in to watch the rehearsal. He'd given up on trying to act over-dramatic with this part of it; he just wanted the rehearsal to be over. He was still embarrassed to be kissing Kanda where everyone could see. Even though they had only shared two kisses before, it still felt like a private thing between them.

"Don't die! Please!" he cried, throwing himself over top of the other man on the floor. To everybody's surprise, the samurai didn't do anything about this; instead, he simply lay there with his eyes closed, listening to the damn runts voice, he actually sounded as if he were going to cry… Kanda listened harder as Allen's voice got very soft while he spoke his last few lines.

"Please, please no. Don't…don't die…" the boy said, his voice choking with the tears that were really threatening to come as he thought of Kanda really dieing. His voice was so soft it was nearly a whisper when he spoke next.

"Please, I—I…I love you… " the boy said, the tears he'd been holding back falling as he leaned down and pressed his lips lightly against Kanda's.

I'm late…I know. I apologize, but on the bright side, I finally updated Forgotten after eight months of no work on that one…at least it's only been about three months on this one, right? Nyeeh? But, anyway, here's your chapter!

Any suggestions on what could go on in the next chapter are highly encouraged as I'm running out of idea's…

Also, if anyone could maybe inform me as to what this 'Yullen Week' I've been seeing all over the place is, it would be greatly appreciated. I fear that I'm out of that loop.

Thanks

~Star