Kanda pushed Allen hard against the elevator door once it shut, trapping the two inside. "K-Kanda!" Allen breathed hard, Kanda's groin crushing against him in a pleasurable fight for dominance. Allen tried pushing back, but Kanda's muscular frame was too much for the younger boy to handle.
"I'm teaching you a lesson." Kanda growled, his teeth pressing against the skin of Allen's pale neck. "You only need me. Not that stupid Rabbit." Kanda of course was talking about Lavi, the american that showed up in his office, ready to take Allen away, back to New York. "And I said, Kiss me, before I change my mind about you."
Allen stood in awe, staring up at Kanda. Into his dark sapphire eyes. "What?" He blushed. The door of the elevator opened suddenly, a few of Kanda's workers staring surprised into the elevator. Allen blushed furiously. He was caught in a once in a lifetime situation. His clothes were askew, his breath hitched, Kanda pushing on him wanting in his pants. Allen squeaked out in surprise at the people and quickly ran his free hand over the buttons on the panel in the elevator. " . Please Close!" Finally, the automatic close button was pushed in the doors shut all too slowly.
Allen took in a deep breath. He was so embarrassed by everything that had been happening. Although, Kanda didn't seem to be phased at all. He kept on with the attack of kisses. The elevator stopped at three more floors before finally making it to their destination at the bottom floor of the large office building. Allen took his chance and ran out of the elevator, fixing his hair and straightening his clothes. Kanda followed, glaring at anyone who looked at him, or Allen, the wrong way.
"Moyashi, where are you going?" Kanda asked once out of the building. Allen had passed up the car and was walking down the street. Most likely with no idea of where he was going.
Allen huffed, trying to calm himself. "I- I just don't understand you. I mean- AGH!" Allen pulled at his hair. "In a public place?" Allen turned on his feet, arms spread wide. "Can't things like that wait?" His face was tremendously red and his eyes were starting to water.
Kanda was speechless. His whole body was telling him to ravish Allen's body, to take him right on the street, but his mind was telling him to keep his distance, not to get attached, leave Allen alone. Though, there was only enough blood in Kanda's body to function either his brain or his dick. And right now, he was trying with all his might to let the blood flow to his brain.
The silence that overtook Kanda signaled to Allen that nothing was going to come from this relationship other then sex. Delicious, orgasmic sex. Allen shook his head, wiping what tears that had fell away. "Never mind."
"Moyashi..." Kanda said softly, trying his hardest to keep Allen close. He took a step forward, reaching out to Allen. "Do you want to go home? With that guy? The red head." His stare dropped to the ground. Even though there was a rush of pedestrian traffic around them, they felt like they were the only two people on the street side.
"No." Allen said softly, his silver eyes shining.
"Then, get in the car with me." Kanda extended his hand for Allen to grab. "We only have four more days." Allen's heart skipped a beat, he took Kanda's hand and was taken away by the Japanese man, not knowing what would happen next.
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"Lavi, was it?" Tyki asked, walking towards the elevator, pressing the down button. Lavi was following him, luggage in tow. "Did you come all this way just to get that kid back?" Tyki was generally amused at the thought that a person would do anything to get someone back. He never had that feeling for another person before. He just never found someone that he wanted to stay around. He was forced to stay with certain people, like his strange family, and of course his boss.
"Well Yeah! Allen is my best friend!" Lavi's broad smile was hard to avoid. He always was smiling, or at least that's what Tyki noticed within the few moments he had known the red head.
"All the way for a friend?" Tyki didn't believe it. He knew there was much more between the two by the way Lavi stared at Allen back in the office. Also by his actions. What sane person travels half way across the world to get his "friend" back.
"Well..." Lavi quieted down a bit. "Allen means so much to me." A slight blush crept onto his face as he thought about Allen. "...so much..." Lavi then went into thinking mode. How was he to get Allen back? After all Allen had been dreadfully influenced by a harsh Japanese man and was practically brainwashed, well, that's what Lavi thought anyways.
Lavi sighed, catching Tyki's attention. "So you're gay?" He asked bluntly, wanting to get it out in the open, just so he could watch what he said around the red head. "Not be to blunt or anything..." Tyki shrugged his shoulders . "Apparently my boss is." The elevator opened up and the two stepped inside. The tension in the air grew.
Lavi's brow furrowed. "Do you have a problem with that?" He asked in a harsh tone, not his usually happy-go-lucky attitude. "Cause' if you do..." His brow twitched, a little peeved at Tyki's semi-mocking tone.
"Not at all." Tyki grumbled, rolling his eyes. The elevator closed and the two were at full tension. Tyki didn't care much for gay guys, because well... Tyki was a gorgeous man. Gorgeous men tend to get hit on by both sexes. "Like I said, my boss is gay. I have to deal with guys like you all the time."
"Guys like me? Smooth. Nice way to treat your guest." Lavi said, shrugging his shoulders like Tyki had before. "Better watch out, I might jump you. Cause you know, guys like me..." Lavi teasingly eyed Tyki from head to toe. Tyki shivered and took a step away. In the cramped elevator, Tyki couldn't wait for the doors to open up. His heart was pounding. There was something about Lavi that he just couldn't put his finger on.
"Ah-hem. No thanks." He stood straight. "And sorry, I didn't mean to say it like that." Tyki turned to Lavi, gave a slight Japanese-style bow and apologized again. Lavi smiled, liking this new friend more then before. He was a slightly homophobic, business man, with good looks, and a good personality.
Lavi came to Japan looking for Allen. He found Allen, but with another man. It crushed his heart, but it was soon to be repaired by a sexy, portuguese man. Lavi was starting to like his little side-trip from Hawaii. It provided him with lots of entertainment.
"We only have four days left." The words kept ringing in Allen's head as he stared out the window of the car. He stared up at the city. The tall buildings. The glowing billboards. Everything that he was used to seeing back in New York, yet still amazed by. Only four more days left. Allen sighed. "And this one is half way over." Allen grumbled, catching Kanda's attention.
"What was that Moyashi?" Kanda inquired.
Allen twitched. He glared over at Kanda. "My name is not Moyashi. It's Allen. Allen Walker." He crossed his arms, angered by the stupid nickname that was given to him. He wasn't so small as to receive such a nickname. Kanda only had a few inches on him.
"Fine, Fine." Kanda smirked, curling his lips up into a crooked smile. "But you were just complaining about the lack of time, were you not?" Kanda asked, causing Allen to sigh with sadness.
"Only four days." Allen mumbled sadly.
"Only four." Kanda repeated.
"Wh- Never mind." Allen shook his head, not wanting to ask. He didn't want to expect much from Kanda. He had just met the man three days prior. On a plane that he wasn't supposed to get on anyways. Allen thought about it. If he hadn't gotten on that plane, he would have never met Kanda. Never crossed paths with the man. Never...
"Che." Kanda swiped his dark hair from his face. He moved in close to Allen. "Still having second thoughts about going back with that idiot?" He asked, intimidating Allen by towering over him in the car. He set his hand down between Allen's legs, inching his fingers towards Allen's zipper.
"N-No!" Allen blushed bright red. He swatted at Kanda's hand, not wanting to cause a seen where the driver could witness everything.
"Good." Kanda smirked, reaching for a small button on the car door that made the privacy wall slide up. Now the driver couldn't see a thing. Sure he could hear muffled sounds, but at least he wouldn't get the full show. Kanda took the opportunity and pulled Allen close. Their chests touching. Kanda could feel Allen's erratic breathing. "God, you're so cute." Kanda growled, kissing Allen rough on the lips.
"Ouch, Kanda." Allen squirmed, but he couldn't get out from Kanda's tight grip on his arms. He was sure to have bruises there the next day. "Mmmmph!" Allen felt Kanda's tongue slip into his mouth. He let it take over. The slippery wet muscle traveled in loops in Allen's mouth. The sensation was overwhelming. Allen felt his face grow hot and red. His head was light, due to lack of oxygen. When Kanda pulled back and let go Allen gasped for breath. He coughed a few times and wiped his mouth free from drool.
"W-we can't keep doing this." Allen sputtered, still trying to catch his breath.
"And why not?" Kanda asked, a little ticked that Allen would even say such a thing.
Allen stared at his lap. He was exhausted. He felt completely drained. "You're going to kill me." Allen said bluntly. He first got lost in an airport, getting on the wrong plane. The plane ride was exhaustingly long, and he was kept up for a good amount because of Kanda's plane-sickness. And well, their little mile-high moment in the bathroom. By then Allen had been jet lagged and in need of sleep, but he was dragged to Kanda's where eventually he slept with Kanda. Still not getting any sleep. It happened again and he was just done. "I need to relax at some point." Allen slouched in the car seat, closing his eyes just for a moment.
Kanda's eyebrows furrowed. He sat back in his seat silently. "Okay, as you wish." Kanda was quiet for the next couple minutes which made Allen calm down. The quiet atmosphere and the rumble of the car engine were soothing. He found himself on the brink of falling asleep. Well, until Kanda pulled out his phone and started calling people. The calls were mostly business related, but then Allen caught his name being said in one of the conversations.
"Thanks Lenalee." Kanda snapped his phone shut, rolling his eyes. He then pushed the privacy wall button, making it fall to show the driver. Kanda gave some directions in Japanese that Allen didn't know. The driver nodded, turning the corner and stopping off on the side of the road.
"What are we doing?" Allen asked, rubbing his tired eyes.
"Having lunch." Kanda explained, stepping out of the car. "What we planned on doing in the first place before your friend decided to show up at my work place." Kanda guided Allen out of the car by hand. They were at a small ramen shop of all places.
"Nothing fancy?" Allen asked, a little surprised and a little relieved.
"Nothing fancy." Kanda repeated.