AN: this is a looong chapter! close to 2,900 words. all my other long ones were under 2500. btw, at this point in the story roughly a month or so has passed so they are in the first/second week of february. enjoy :)
Chapter Ten
"My children, do you know what holiday is coming up?" Professor Tiedoll stood on the stage while the students sat in the audience. The teenagers remained silent.
"Valentine's Day!" Tiedoll exclaimed while throwing heart-shaped confetti around him. "Because I can smell all the love in the air, we are going to have a special treat!"
The excited professor ran backstage for a moment and the whole class burst into groans and murmurs of what the "treat" would be. The professor ran back onto the stage with two bags and sheets of paper.
"Everyone take a sheet of paper and write down your favorite fictional partners and then write down a specific and intimate scene between the two." The papers were passed around and the students began writing.
Allen had no clue what to write, he figured that he should just go with the classics and wrote down 'Romeo and Juliet, the balcony scene'. Lavi had a difficult time with this as well; he had to choose between his favourite yuri anime couples. Under the watchful eye of the professor, Kanda at least had to pretend to do the assignment. With a smirk, Kanda scribbled down 'my fist and your face'. Lenalee had too many favourite pairings to write something down for a few minutes. She looked around the room, curious to see if everyone else had written theirs already: she saw Lavi sitting next to a bickering Allen and Kanda. Lenalee smirked as she wrote down her answer.
"Okay, my children. I have collected everyone's sheets and placed them in this bag to my left, while the bag to my right has all of your names in it. I will pick two students' names from the bag and then a couple, those two students are to replicate the scene written down. First pair is…
"Next pair," Tiedoll put his hand in the bag of names and pulled out two slips of paper, "Lenalee and Lavi!" He reached into the other bag and read that slip aloud. The Chinese girl and the ginger smiled at each other, happy to be working together. Lavi whispered "strike!"
"They will be performing as Sebastian Michaelis and Ciel Phantomhive, they will be acting out 'the corset scene'." The professor's voice rose slightly at the end of the sentence, he wasn't sure what that meant and only hoped that it would be school appropriate.
Lenalee jumped out of her seat in excitement and shouted out "I'm Sebastian!"
Lavi face palmed, his 'strike' was ruined. He was familiar enough with Black Butler to know that Sebastian was the dominant one in the relationship while Ciel was the innocent twelve-year-old boy. He wasn't looking forward to this. The professor continued.
"Next we have Allen and Kanda!"
"What?"! Both of the teenagers yelled out in unison.
"I am not working with the fucking moyashi!" The samurai shouted.
"It's not like working with you is any better, BaKanda! You can't even act!" Allen protested.
"Sorry my children, but the bags already chose you two to be partners." The teacher smiled apologetically. The two teenagers turned to face each other, irritation about their pairing was clear on both of their faces, but there was more to come.
"They will be performing as," Professor Tiedoll reached into the second bag. "Nezumi and Shion during the 'red snake' scene."
Lenalee burst out into laughter before the rest of the class, she couldn't believe that her inspirations for writing that would actually get the slip of paper. The rest of the class began to laugh at the situation a second after her; the odds of Allen and Kanda getting that specific pairing were just so ridiculous and unexpected.
Allen and Kanda stared at everyone else with confusion; they had no clue who Nezumi and Shion were.
Lavi and Lenalee sat across from Allen and Kanda during lunch; for reasons unknown to the white haired boy and the Japanese, their friends let out slight giggles and chuckles every few minutes.
"Lenalee, Lavi, can you explain to me what's so funny?" Allen asked seriously, for once he was annoyed by his friends' antics.
"Just you and Kanda as Nezumi and Shion, its hilarious!" Lenalee stopped laughing to answer, but a fit of giggles took over her by the end of the sentence.
"I don't get it though, what's so funny about it?" Allen asked.
"You mean you haven't heard of the anime, manga, and light novel series titled No.6?" Lavi asked Allen. The boy shook his head. "Just Google it and you'll see why," the redhead laughed again.
"Che, you guys are really fucking annoying." Kanda had just finished his soba. This was the first thing he had said aloud since their Theatre class. He stood up, grabbing his empty plate to leave, but Allen stopped him.
"Hey Kanda, we need to perform this thing on Monday. Being that neither of us knows what this 'No.6' thing is, I should go over your place Saturday and we can figure it out then."
"Che, whatever." The samurai walked away.
Lavi and Lenalee stared at Allen.
"Are you suicidal?" Lavi asked seriously. "Whenever I go there I'm always chased out by Yuu and his katana!"
"Well Lavi you show up uninvited and antagonize him so it makes sense," Lenalee added.
"Actually, Allen might come back in one piece if he's lucky. Kanda still lives with Marie, right?"
"Guys, who's Marie?" Allen asked.
"Marie is Kanda's brother." Lenalee answered Allen with a smile.
"Yeah, if you're lucky he'll be there. He's a good guy, and he's one of the only people that can actually control Yuu." Lavi smirked, "if he isn't around though, then you better be prepared for Mugen."
(Saturday)
Allen hesitantly knocked on the front door of the flat. He pulled out a sheet of paper that had an address Lavi scribbled on; supposedly, it was Kanda's apartment. When the door finally opened though, Allen was about to apologize for knocking on the wrong door. Standing in the doorway was a tall, well built man in his twenties. He was bald and had large stereo headphones hanging around his neck. Despite his intimidating appearance, the stranger had a comforting smile that soothed Allen.
"Hello, I'm Allen Walker. I'm looking for Kanda, does he live here?" Allen asked hesitantly and bowed slightly. The stranger smiled and held the door open for Allen.
"Yeah, I'm his older brother, Marie. Come in."
"Thank you," Allen added politely as he stepped in and shut the door. His silver eyes curiously wandered around the apartment. The front door led into the small, but cozy living room. There was a black leather couch, a large black chair and a coffee table stationed in front of a decently sized television. To the left was the kitchen and dining area. There was a round table with four chairs around it, and against the far wall were basic kitchen appliances and counters. There were even a few pieces of art and potted plants scattered around, giving the flat a generally warm and inviting feeling. Allen was puzzled, how did the antisocial, cold-hearted bastard known as Kanda live here?
"You can sit down if you'd like, Allen," Marie was still smiling. "Kanda's in the shower now but he should be out in a few minutes."
Allen sat down at the dining table and Marie sat across from him.
"Marie, can I ask you something?" Allen started hesitantly. Marie nodded. "How are you and Kanda brothers? You both look and act nothing alike."
"Kanda and I were both adopted. I was adopted first, but on a trip to Japan about six years ago my parents decided to adopt Kanda."
"Was he always um," Allen wasn't really sure how to ask without seeming rude, "for lack of a better word, a jerk?" Marie laughed.
"Yes, but he isn't as horrible as you think. He had a very difficult childhood."
"You mean when he was in Japan?" Allen leaned forward slightly; Marie's answer had stimulated his interest.
"I can't tell you of his life in Japan, I wasn't there and it's his decision for others to know," Marie's voice was low and solemn. "All I can tell you is that he's surrounded by a darkness, and I can't pull him out, even though he's the one who saved me."
"He saved you? How?"
"If it wasn't for him I wouldn't be here right now." Marie smiled sadly.
"What happened?" By this point Allen was virtually lying over the table, his curiosity had taken over.
"Four years ago—"
"Marie, why are you bringing up such useless things?"
The two sitting at the table turned their heads to see an irritated Kanda standing next to the bathroom door. He wasn't wearing a shirt and his wet hair was tied up into a ponytail, small beads of water dripped off of the fringes and left slippery trails on his chest and back. His wet upper body glistened and shined in the light as if he was a mythological god.
Allen blushed.
"Che, moyashi, get over here so we can get the fucking project over with." Kanda ordered as he walked into another room.
"It's Allen, BaKanda!" The white boy followed despite his irritation. Upon stepping into the room Allen thought he heard a faint chuckle from the kitchen, but it was silenced as Kanda shut the door.
The room was mostly vacant: there was a single bed pushed into the far left corner with black sheets and a katana sheath lying on top of it, at the foot of the bed was a door (which Allen presumed to be a closet) and the only piece of furniture was a desk that held a few books and a computer. On the walls were a Japanese flag and a detailed painting of a lotus flower. The lights were off and the single window next to the bed had filled the room with a mysterious light.
Kanda walked over to the closet and pulled out a plain white tee shirt. As he donned the clothing he walked over to the chair in front of the computer and sat down. Allen stood in the center of the room, not sure whether he should stand, sit on the bed, or get a chair from the kitchen. Allen's tension was contagious and irritated the samurai.
"Do you want to see what this is or not, short-stack?" Allen walked to the chair and settled on leaning over Kanda's shoulder so he could see the screen. Kanda typed in "Nezumi and Shion" on a search engine and clicked on a link titled No.6: The Red Snake.
AN: If you don't know No.6 or the scene i'm referring to, stop reading now and go read it: mangafox .com/manga/ no_6/v01/c004/
its only the first fifteen pages (its a quick read) the beginning probably didn't make sense to you and you won't have the slightest clue about whats going after this.
The two had finished reading for at least five minutes before either of them were able to move their eyes away from the doppelgangers glowing on the computer screen. They turned their heads slowly to face one another; cobalt eyes meeting with silver ones, but while lost in the manga, they had mindlessly drifted closer to the computer screen, therefore causing their noses to brush together slightly. Upon making contact the two made incoherent noises and gasps as they scrambled to opposite sides of the room. Allen blushed furiously and the absolute faintest tint of pink had misted Kanda's cheeks.
"Heh, I guess we know why it was so funny to everyone now," Allen's laugh was strained; he was still shaken up.
"Do you suffer from a mental disease, moyashi?" Kanda dubiously at the teen, how the hell could he find this funny?
"It's Allen, BaKanda, and they only one suffering from brain damage in the room is you."
"I'm going to slice you to pieces," Kanda grabbed the sheath that lay on the bed and drew out his katana. Allen started laughing.
"What the fuck is so funny, moyashi?" Allen glared as the katana was placed a few centimeters away from his throat.
"I just find it amusing that even though we look like the characters, we can't act it out."
"Che, at least you do have a little common sense. No way in hell am I doing that gay shit." Kanda's eyes narrowed but he sheathed his katana.
"That wasn't what I meant. I meant that you'd mess up Nezumi's character." Allen smirked.
"What the fuck, moyashi?"
"That Nezumi guy is supposed to be intelligent and caring. You're not smart, you'd probably forget all the lines, all you care about is soba, and you can't act for your life."
Kanda grit his teeth. He reached for Mugen but somehow realized that in this situation, decapitation would get him nowhere. He needed to disprove the sprout's assumption, but how?
Kanda walked up to Allen with a smirk. The white haired boy narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
"Oi, what are you up to BaKan—" Allen wasn't able to finish his sentence because Kanda had tripped him onto the bed. Allen was trapped; both his arms were expertly restrained above his head by the samurai's left hand and both of his legs were between Kanda's, as if the Japanese had managed to straddle him while standing up. Kanda leaned forward over Allen, pressing their bodies close together, and smirked. His black hair cascaded down his sides and tingled Allen's skin. Allen blushed, his eyes were wide with shock; their position was so scandalous and yet the urge to push the samurai away never came, the warmth and pressure of the other's body almost felt welcoming.
Suddenly every trace of anger and hatred left the samurai's face and was replaced with small, almost caring smile. Kanda lifted his free hand to brush away a stray lock of white hair from Allen's face; he couldn't help but notice that the hair was silky in his fingers while Allen's pale skin was soft and warm. Allen's blush deepened by the samurai's sudden and very bizarre action. He looked at Kanda's cobalt eyes: they were shining with intensity.
"You know," Kanda's voice was low, gentle, and seductive, "we can always dye it back, but I think it looks good. And besides," Kanda moved his hand away from Allen's hair and traced an imaginary ribbon across the smaller boy's chest. "Having a red snake coiled around your body is kind of sexy."
Allen was frozen. He gaped at the samurai with wide silver eyes and his mouth hanging slightly open. The room was entirely silent, but Allen's brain seemed to produce loud, incoherent noises; it wouldn't work. He felt hot, too hot. He was too aware of the samurai's proximity to himself. Allen couldn't think, he was confused and didn't know what was going on, but the feeling had ended as quickly as it started.
Kanda released Allen's hands and stepped back, his eyes had narrowed once again and the gentle smile was replaced with a smirk.
"You were supposed to say 'It doesn't make me happy hearing it from you'." Kanda's voice was smug and triumphant. "Che, and you're the one who said I couldn't act or remember my lines."
"You caught me off guard," Allen murmured as he slowly sat up. Allen's body wasn't hot anymore; if anything it was cold.
"That's not a good excuse, moyashi." Kanda scowled.
"Your acting was so bad that it put me off" Allen recomposed himself and smirked; he would never admit that the bastard's stunt had shaken him so deeply.
"Che, then why is your face all red?" That smug smirk reappeared on Kanda's lips.
"My face isn't red, BaKanda!" Not only was Allen's statement false, his face reddened a bit more from embarrassment.
"Stop lying all the fucking time moyashi! I can see right through it and its pretty damn insulting." Kanda glared. He was sick of the kid's constant pretending. Allen was about to protest, but he was cut off. "Now, are we done here because I'm not acting that shit out again?"
Kanda held the door open for Allen. With a final glare, Allen stormed through the door and walked across the living room. The sound of front door slamming vibrated throughout the flat. Kanda smirked triumphantly; he must've really pissed off the kid. He walked over to the kitchen to fetch himself some soba, but stopped when he heard footsteps. He turned and saw Marie.
"What do you want?" Kanda asked while preparing his meal, not really caring about the actual answer.
"So what do you think of that Allen kid?" Marie asked.
"The moyashi's pretty damn annoying." Not once did Kanda look away from his task.
"So you like him then?" Marie smiled understandingly. Kanda finished making his soba, and turned around, his face held no emotion.
"Che, you're pretty annoying as well," Kanda said as he walked back into his room. As he shut the door he heard Marie chuckle.
Believe it or not, the whole idea of Allen and Kanda being forced to act as Nezumi and Shion was the whole reason I wrote this story. The idea started out as a oneshot, but then I morphed it into this long story. for no.6 fans, i'm guessing you're totally mad that i didn't do the kiss scenes, but i promise allen and kanda will kiss eventually :)
Also, you should watch the corset scene from Black Butler/Kuroshitsuji if you don't know it, its pretty hilarious.
i hope Kanda's sudden sexiness wasn't too OOC, or Allen's reaction to it. blame it on hormones. i also find it incredibly appropriate being as chapter 208 got me pregnant
*kanda smirking in the background
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