Hi people, i'm here!!! still alive safe and sound xD I apologize for the late update, since I was buried in mountains of assignments again.., and i had to clear these 2- month worth of homework within less than ten day as my lecturer threatened to chop me with his bankai if he still hasn't seen my email with tons of attachments by this morning. Well, i can't blame anyone but myself. Slacking off is basically a sin and it has always been a part of me for centuries. Anyway, enough for the rubbish talks. You guys would probably wanna throw vegestable at me now. So okie, enjoy the story, and i'm gonna go find something to feel my neglected stomach, haha...
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Chapter 10
He kicked the door open, and threw Allen on the bed. And then he reached the first aid kit, dumping all sorts of medications available to the poor moyashi, and then bandaged him like a fluffy mummy. Too bad for Allen, he just wasn't conscious enough too know how jealous those plush animals in the toy shop felt.
Arg !!! Shit, my back pains after carrying that idiot for so long. Kanda scowled. He tried to stand up straight, but no avail. Then he put two hands on his hips, and tried to stretch his muscles out by bending his back downward, with made him look awkward like a pregnant woman. Dang. Whatever. It will be healed after sometimes anyway. And a shower might help… You should go to hell, moyashi. Kanda grabbed the towel and made his way to the bathroom, this time his back curved oddly like an old man looking for a fifty- cent coin.
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Allen slowly opened his eyes. He sat up and looked around. Then his eyes opened as big as the tomatoes, as he glanced down to witness a messy combination of cotton and gauze that had mummified his torso. Allen poked at his now stuffy stomach and found something hard was stuck under levels of bandages. What the hell has that bastard done to me? And what the fck is this? You gotta be kidding… Scissors??? Ouch…
After a few minutes of cursing and swearing, Allen had finished re- dressing his wound. He narrowed his eyes as somebody walked into the room.
"What now? Stop giving me that annoying looks of your, moyashi. You should be grateful that I didn't left you die at the forest."
"Whatever." Allen slammed himself back on the bed again, to which he deeply regretted a second later. The boy now whimpered in pain that his body curved just like a deep fired brawn. God, it hurts so much… arg… I still want to get water…
"Tch. Retarded loser." Kanda went away and returned with a cup of water, which cause Allen to twitch in pain as he jerked in surprise.
Kanda gently turned Allen so that he was lying on his back now. And then the Japanese exorcist brought the cup over to Allen's mouth. The boy stared in disbelief yet decided to drink the water as Kanda was glaring at him impatiently. Kanda cares for me? It's even unusual than polar bear taking a sauna. The boy sank back shyly; his hair bangs covered his face, shielding him from Kanda's deathly glare. The samurai was still holding his futile attempt to strangle the moyashi with those dirty bandages which were left lying exhaustedly on the stupid floor.
Allen looked down, patting his wound, which made him look like a pregnant wife with a caring husband. The boy smiled contented while he was lost in his thoughts, which resulted in Kanda felt like throwing up.
Tch. What a stupid sicky monster. Kanda stood up and was about to leave, but stopped as Allen was tugging his sleeve. "Where are you going, Kanda?"
Kanda jumped inwardly as he heard an oddly loud gurgling sound coming from a now smiling sheepishly creature so- called moyashi. Kanda groaned, slapped the bean sprout's hands away and went off. I wished I could eat more meats and fresh food, though. The canned food in the kitchen is starting to make me sick...
What the fck? Why can't I even walk out of this bloody room peacefully??? Kanda grimaced yet still decided stopped at the door frame and turned to ask the moyashi, "I'm going to the market, what do you want to eat?" And he ran away before the shopping list reached its 50th item.
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"What the hell? I'm not feeding you, idiot." Kanda came back with an armful of food. He dumped everything on the bed and stared for the 100th time today and realized that his legendary stare had no longer work with the stupid moyashi. He was smiling with puppy eyes, trying to act cute as much as possible. "Please, Kanda. I'm injured... and I was feeding you the last time, remember?" Don't be shy Kanda, I know you are kind. Allen opened his mouth, waiting. "Ah…"
Veins popped. Kanda gritted his teeth. He shoved the baguette into that hungry cave and stomped out of the room. Huge mistake. Huge, huge mistake. Why did I even think of carrying that piece of human waste back here? I should've known his brain has already rotten after gaining that many injuries.
Kanda was in the livingroom now, eyes fixing at the shivering telephone with deep hatred. It reminded him of the freaking Komui, who made him end up in this situation. If only I could burn that bastard instantly. He sighed softy. Fullmetal alchemist can't even do it, how can I? What? WHAT THE FCK AM I THINKING ABOUT??? Kanda shot up, went to the front yard with his sword, and began to work out. Damn it… The moyashi's disease is infectious? My brain kept thinking of weird stuffs recently… One strike, two strikes… But then, that stupid bean sprout was kinda cute back then… Those big eyes and baby face… WHAT THE FCK!!!??? Mugen was being swung mercilessly, wondering why its owner couldn't stop himself from cursing.
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A silent night went by, together with another peaceful morning. Allen's condition was better now. His wounds were closed and healing fast, since the cuts weren't that deep. The two exorcists were packing up, preparing for their journey back home.
Somehow I still hope the mission would last longer. I can't understand why I enjoy being cared brutally by Kanda?
Tch. Like I care. Actually we can just stay here for awhile… I promised to that Komui that I'll only kill him after babysitting this idiot for one month…
Kanda's pacing out… I wonder what is he thinking? Is it about me, like 'the moyashi looks cute' or 'how to steal a kiss from Allen' or—
Ok, screw it. I'll just tie this dumbass somewhere and get home alone.
"I'll leave once I finished packing. Don't bother to tag along."
"Hey before receiving the mission, Komui told that we can take our time we won't have any job to do till the next month." Allen pleaded. Kanda seemed to ignore him, though. The older exorcist increased his packing speed with great noise.
Kanda, stay, please. I just want to spend more time alone with you. The bean sprout wasn't aware of the fact that he was sitting there doing nothing but staring at Kanda the whole time, which caused the 'being stared' object to become more irritated than ever.
Kanda couldn't take it anymore. The moyashi was making him feeling more sick than usual. Annoyingly he kicked the suitcase aside, grabbed his sword and left, much to Allen's surpise. "Hey, where are you going, Kanda?"
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Kanda had already left. Well, at least he didn't want to go back to the Orders for now. Allen was strolling around, purposely searching for Kanda. Ah, Kanda's training again… aww~ he looks so beautiful with his hair down… I wonder what else he does besides training… Allen was hiding behind a random evergreen and probably drooling over the training man.
Kanda's face twisted as if he was stepping on dog's poop. That sicky moyashi was really talented in jeopardizing his every scarcely peaceful moment he could ever find. The samurai tried to ignore Allen's presence and practice normally, which turned out to be a whole big fat failure. The sword was clattering on the ground as its owner couldn't make any move that was more awkward than what he was producing. Die, moyashi. Just die. Please. Satan even begs you to become one of his fans. Ah no. He was asking you become his boss, actually. So just go to hell and having a glamorous life there.
"Oi get your ass out here, moyashi. I know you hiding behind that fcking tree!!!" Allen jumped when at Kanda's holler. Shit. How could he know I was here? He even trained with a blindfold to begin with. The white hair exorcist started to leave the sorry tree alone yet he discovered that Kanda had already left the spot. Eh? He's gone again. Gee… why does he keep acting as if I'm having a disease or something???
Yes you do, donkey.
"Oi, Kanda, wait for me!!!"
"What? Why the fck do you keep sticking with me? What are you? A leech?"
"Why are you being so hostile toward me? If you hate me so much then why bother saving me back then? I just can't keep up with your dual characteristics anymore. Even pregnant women with octuplet can't have their mood swing as fast as you."
"Don't ever think you would even survive speaking to me that way again. And it's the way I am, if you don't like it, then get lost. I don't recall asking you to be with me in the first place."
"Then what can I do to be your friend, Kanda?" No matter how bad you treat me, somehow I still fall for you even though we both don't want it. I can't understand my self either…
There he went. That supid moyashi made him turn all softy again. Just how horrific his brain was infected by that over emotional dork? One more time Kanda was torn between whether to play along with Allen's feeling or dumping him completely. Apparently the former seemed to be easier, since both the bean sprout and Komui woulnd't be survived long enough to tell this legend to other fellow human anyway. "Then what do you want me to do, your majesty?" Kanda spoke again, his tongue felt like drowning in the saliva. "You won't be able to get anything from me, so stop demanding."
"I won't expect anything from you, just let me stay near your side, is it ok?"
"Tch. Whatever."
"Thank you." Allen beamed and started to follow Kanda, just like he stated.
"Anyway, what are we going to do now? There's no thing left to do for now." The moyashi probably wouldn't understand how and why Kanda was so homesick.
"Do you want to visit the town? I didn't have chance to see it the last time--"
"No."
"Why?"
"The people there hate your, remember."
"Aww…."
"Just go back the stupid shack and pack, moyashi. We can stop at other stations and sightseeing until you die." And I'll have my chance to dispose your corpse elsewhere when my inner devil shows up again.
"Just sit here for awhile, okay? The weather is so nice today." Allen sat down at the front yard of their small, smiling at the lazily passing clouds.
"Tch. Isn't it the same everyday?" Kanda laid down next to him, closing his eyes and let the breeze blew through his bangs.
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The day passed slowly without anyone getting killed. Allen spent much effort trying to talk to Kanda while the samurai was to have extraordinary tolerant, just to stop his brain to hit the melting point every now and then. It was late evening, yet still too early to sleep, as Kanda never considered himself belonging to those birdy species who slumber at 7pm in the evening. He was lying on the bed, though, trying to kill time by spitefully admiring the never- changing brick wall, wondering how many time he had to look at that stupid wall before really holding a train ticket back home. Where the hell was the moyashi, anyway?
Woot~ it's just so good after a soothing shower…
Oh there he is. That rotten veggie will certainly have his ass here in five seconds. Five… four… three… two…
"Hi, Kanda." The bean sprout was waving with a silly smile.
There you are, bird shit. Go to hell and stop acting like you haven't seen me for centuries, moron. Kanda closed his eyes with his brows knitted. He was acting like he was on the brink of remember the name of his great grandfather's second ex- girlfriend and that he needed more time alone to actually remember the exact date when they were sharing their first make out. And then something happened…
"What the fck was that, moyashi!!!!!" Kanda jumped, nearly felt off the bed. That idiot was stealing a kiss from him. Yes, that moyashi had undoubtedly fcking kissed him!!!!!
Allen was coming nearer and Kanda slid back until his head hit the iron bar of the bed. He gulped, one hand grabbing the iron bar and another one unconsciously squeezing the bed sheet. His mouth was gapping like a fist, utterly confused and didn't know what to react. What the fck is going on now? Stay away from me, moyashi!!! Where is this sudden urge to mate coming from??? All he did just now was taking shower right???? He was about to flee but unfortunately somebody was grabbing his hand and what he could do was stay frozen instantly.
"Wha---"
"Kanda…" Allen was speaking softly right into Kanda's earlobe, making the poor exorcist shuddered in terror.
NO!!!!!! Somebody please help me!!!! God, where are you now???!!!
Wah!!! Kanda was blushing now??? He's so cute!!!!
Without hesitating, Allen put an arm around Kanda's waist, while the older teen was desperately trying to break free. "No, stop it, moyashi. STOP!!! OI!!!! WHERE THE FCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE TOUCHING!!!! ARGGG NOO!!!! arg~ (*)" And then everything went blank.
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God had actually listened to him and answered his desperate prayer. A loud crash coming from the ceiling had snapped Kanda's mind to normal state again, ending his suffering at least for now. Kanda shot up, looking with full alert. Noticing Allen's left eye was moving, the Japanese exorcist jumped off the bed, grabbing mugen and readied for a fight. He mentally noted that he'd thank God and the akumas as well, for saving him from that freaking agony.
However the poor moyashi didn't seem like he had recovered from the trauma yet. No, this is not happening!!! What the fck are those akumas doing??? Why here? Why now? WHY ME??? Why coming while I was about reach the paradise??? No, you filthy akumas don't have the right to do this. Heaven forbid!!!
Allen activated his innocence, smiling at Kanda, "Let's continue after I clear these monsters, okay. You fcking soiled piece of shit!!! I'll show the power of love!!!
And there was Kanda, jaw hanging with his eyes bigger than tennis balls, witnessing the massacre in great horror. Oh God. I am so doomed…
(To be continued)
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(*) Check out Gintama episode 139, 10:19 for the sound effect, if you know what i mean, lol.
The story seems to be a tad messy. But i enjoyed writting the later part a lot. Sorry for all the grammatical errors and typos i have ever made. I've never been fond of checking through the whole thing again... well, even during exams i've never bothered to check my papers before submitting, to begin with. Anyway, hope you still continue to support this story, and review, please =P
Many thanks for reading ... I'll try to write longer when my brain and stomach stop going on rampage. Hope 2 see u again soon, ja ne~
P/S: The Sims 3 is killing me now, and now i'm feeling guilty owning it =P