Triangle Chapter 11
*dies happily* It's late at night, I am ill, and I am very tired. But, I have finished this chapter! YEY! The party is finally underway, but it will continue into next chapter, so yes, you'll get to read Kanda and Allen slow-dancing XD this chapter was meant to be around 10,000 words instead of the current 6,643, but I couldn't get it all done tonight and I really wanted to update, so... the rest will come shortly :3 I HOPE YOU LIKE!! I love all of my reviewers, and also my readers :D please enjoy!
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Two long hours had finally come to pass at long last, and now Lavi was waiting in the doorway of the large cafeteria, which had been decorated further since he'd last been in there only a little while ago. He sighed and looked around for some indication to what time it was, for he was sure that Miranda was late. And also, they were no where to be found just yet; not usually the negative type, Lavi couldn't help but think bad thoughts as he questioned himself, yet again, about the whereabouts of his two male friends. He hoped against hopes that he had been right, and that they really weren't loose enough to go and screw each other so soon after admitting each other's feelings. In his mind, the redhead imagined them confessing like this: Allen had randomly found Kanda outside his room at the right moment, grabbed him and pulled him inside while coming up with some lame excuse for doing so, and then molested the man until he gave in and said something stupid in the heat of the moment. Lavi had a very strange perception of reality.
He looked up again as he saw a skirt flutter past him, but it was not Miranda, so he continued to look at his newly polished black shoes as if they were entertaining to the eye. He vaguely wondered where his date had gotten herself lost while his mind unwillingly conjured up images of his love and friend that were not suitable for a younger audience. He sighed again, wishing over and over to just forget all about Kanda Yuu and to forget that he loved him – asking for a miracle didn't seem like a ridiculous idea when being a disciple of God.
"Lavi?"
Lavi looked up quickly at the person who had addressed him and found Miranda standing before him, now also wearing a particularly lovely silver necklace with a large amethyst hanging off it, matching the colour of her dress. The apprentice Bookman smiled at her in a slightly apologetic way and stood up straight, no longer leaning against the doorway in a casual manner.
"I'm so sorry, Miranda," he said to her, "I'm sorry I didn't come back and get you after going to find Yuu-chan."
Miranda smiled at him, side stepping to the left so that a few Finders could pass her easily into the party room, "It's OK, I presumed you'd come straight here anyway." She looked at what he was wearing briefly before speaking again, "You were unsuccessful in borrowing the shirt, then?"
"Yeah," Lavi said, his smile slipping off his face at record speed, "When I passed Allen's room, I saw them both in there. Together. I know," he added, seeing Miranda's shocked expression and taking her hand when she offered it to him, "Big shocker, huh? Didn't expect them to get together before the party… Although, Yuu said that they weren't together, but that's bull if you ask me."
Miranda gripped his hand a little tighter and pulled him away from the doorway to try and prevent any eavesdroppers from listening in on them, "Oh Lavi," she said in a hushed voice, clearly devastated for her friend, "What are you going to do now?"
Lavi shrugged at her, defeated; he felt a strong need to get paralytic right about now. "Dunno, do I? To be completely honest, I was going to tell Allen how Yuu felt during this celebration, but looks like I don't need to anymore, does it?"
Miranda honestly felt like weeping for him right now; even though he loved Kanda more than he had ever thought capable, Lavi had been willing to throw all of that away at his own accord, just to make the other two happy instead of him. "That would have been such a selfless thing to do, if you'd had the chance to," she said truthfully, wishing that the redhead would look her in the eye instead of at his feet, "And it takes a lot of courage and guts to do that and to let go of someone. You're amazing, you know that?"
"Heh," Lavi said with a lopsided grin that looked painful, "Dunno about that. I never got to do it, did I? Probably would have never done it." Miranda raised an eyebrow at him slightly, knowing full well that he would have. "Oh, speak of the devil, look who's here now."
Following his one-eyed gaze, the German woman winced when she saw Kanda and Allen arrive at the double doors together – although they weren't doing anything that suggested they were together as a couple, she could tell straight away that there was something going on between the two of them. Even though Kanda wasn't smiling, he didn't look at Allen as if he had just scraped him off the bottom of his boot, and Allen wasn't constantly frowning up at the taller exorcist. Plus, they were walking closer together than usual, and when their hands brushed together by accident the white haired boy squeaked loudly, blushing when Kanda rolled his eyes at him. She hated to admit it, but they looked quite adorable like that.
"Come on," Lavi said roughly, pulling Miranda along by the hand back to the entrance; his expression was stony hard and tight, like he was having trouble swallowing a large lump of bread, "let's go in too."
"We don't have to if you don't want to," Miranda said, not liking the way Lavi pulled her along like a dog on a lead but thinking twice before complaining, "If you don't want to see them then that's OK."
"No. I want to see if they get embarrassed around me, and if they act all lovely together. Because if they do, then Yuu'll never hear the end of it."
Miranda bit her lower lip, stopping herself from speaking, as they entered the room. The lights were dimmed to an appropriate level – not too dark but not too bright – and there was a huge banner hanging from one end of the ceiling to the other that read "Congratulations on getting home safely, Exorcists," in big black hand writing; Miranda wondered briefly if the new version of Komurin had done it or not. Harmonious background music was playing softly and could just be heard above the quiet hum of chatter in the room, and little black golems flitted back and forth with a single golden Timcanpy, who was apparently enjoying the excitement and occasion. A dance floor had been made by clearing away tables (thanks to Kanda and Allen's help earlier), and a long narrow table stood against one of the walls, supporting an incredible amount of buffet food on top of it – Jerry had really outdone himself this time.
Allen nervously straightened his black tie for the hundredth time that evening, tugging at it to pull it downwards only then to push the knot back up to where it had been previously; he had no idea how he was meant to behave with Kanda now and was equally clueless as to how the man wanted him to act – Kanda didn't give any hints away at all. The question of whether they were actually together kept bothering the boy relentlessly as well, circling around in his mind until it began to drive him crazy.
"Stop messing around with your tie, Moyashi-chan," Kanda instructed, sighing as he observed his date in an almost amused fashion, "it looks fine, so leave it alone for now." He himself was not wearing a tie with the shirt that Lavi had wanted to borrow (he had changed shirts upon finding out that Lavi wanted the black one, just to indirectly annoy the Bookman), and couldn't understand why Allen had wanted to have one when he was nearly strangling himself with the item constantly.
Allen sighed also, looking defeated by the long piece of silky material, "I know, but I can't help it, I'm too nervous tonight." Once again, he began fiddling with the knot without realising what he was doing, "I have so many butterflies in my stomach right now."
Kanda brushed away Allen's hands from his tie and undid the garment quickly, not looking at the boy in the eyes, "You've messed it up too much, baka," he explained as he redid the knot, feeling Allen's stare on him, "So I'm fixing it for you."
"What a lovely thing to do, Kanda." Allen smiled warmly, wanting to grab the Japanese man's hands as he let go of the tie and took a step away, "If I didn't know you better then I'd be led to believe that you cared about me."
The older exorcist raised an eyebrow at the younger. "I do care. I care a lot." The two of them stared at each other in shocked silence for a couple of seconds, neither believing what Kanda had said. The man cleared his throat loudly and diverted his gaze, embarrassment slowly overcoming his senses; why had he gone and said something stupid like that? Because it was true, and there was no other answer.
"That makes me glad," Allen said in a small voice, almost inaudible above the chatter of the other members of the Order in the room, "Because I was thinking that maybe… you regretted what happened before…"
"Che. I wouldn't have done it if I knew I'd regret it later." Kanda's tone wasn't angry, but rather slightly disappointed in the boy for doubting him. "Why? Do you regret it?"
"No!" Allen gasped, his eyes now suddenly wide and focused on nothing other than the exorcist before him, "Of course I'm not! Because I know that I like you! I just didn't know how much you really liked me, that's all…"
Kanda smiled very slightly and moved so that he was directly in front of the shorter boy; he could feel his rapid breaths on his chest and collarbone where the shirt was undone. "The way you phrased that… you sounded like a typical high school girl, Moyashi-chan."
Allen narrowed his eyes slightly at that comment, "Yeah? Well the way you just said that, you sounded kind of sexy, Kanda." He had to bite his tongue to stop himself from adding 'chan' onto the end of his love's name; he was already being daring enough as it was.
"Oh, really?"
"Yes, really."
"I'll try not to do it again, then."
Allen puffed his cheeks out in an endearing way at his friend, "Jeez Kanda, you can be so annoying sometimes."
"Che."
"Like that! Always saying che! I nearly said it earlier on because of you!"
"You like it though, I bet."
Allen's features softened into an adorably angelic smile as he knew what Kanda said was true. "Of course. Because if you weren't like that, then you wouldn't be you."
The sound of Komui shouting loudly for everyone's attention stopped their half-hearted argument before it could turn into something quite different, and the two of them turned to face the centre of the dance floor so as to see the man properly. The lights dimmed significantly and a spotlight fell onto Komui, giving the feel of a solo singer at a concert. On the other side of the room, Lavi was glaring at them and wishing he could go and break them up by stealing Kanda away right that second; the only thing that stopped him was his will to not go back on his word to his Yuu-chan – he didn't want to interfere right after saying that he wouldn't. And also there was Miranda, who was sure to stop him if he tried anything.
"Exorcists and Finders!" Komui shouted once everyone had grown silent to let him speak, "Thank you all for coming here tonight! As you all know, this celebration is being held for the brave exorcists who fought against the Noah in the Ark not long ago. So, here we are, ready to congratulate them all on doing such a fine job…"
Allen stopped paying attention to the supervisor at that point, preferring to direct his attention on to something of far greater importance than what was being announced. Since no one was looking in their direction and they were conveniently standing behind the mass of people, no one would see what they did.
"Kanda," Allen said in a whisper, laying his hands on the taller man's shoulders lightly and pressing his body into his, "No one's looking at us right now…"
Flickers of shock and apprehension passed over Kanda's face, betraying what he felt inside as he looked from one silver eye to the other, "Right now? With everyone here? If we get caught-"
"Then I'll smile, nod, and ask them how their day has been so far." The cursed boy said with a grin as he gently pulled Kanda closer, "I don't care what they think, and you're looking more gorgeous now than before, so I'm finding it difficult to hold back."
"Well then," Kanda said, almost brushing his mouth against Allen's since they were so close now, "Make sure its worth the risk." He really wasn't in the mood to resist the person he loved when said person was so obviously wanting as much of him as possible right there and then. Their lips met as soon as the words left the samurai; Allen was too impatient to wait for permission to lick the insides of Kanda's mouth, so he forced his tongue in while ignoring the half-hearted moan of protest that growled at the back of the man's throat.
Miranda looked at Lavi's face, worrying about her friend as she read the expression he wore – glaring and scowling at something on the other side of the room usually didn't mean that the person directing such a gaze could be happy. "Lavi," she whispered, not wanting to interrupt Komui as he continued to speak, "what's the matter? What're you looking at?"
"That brat," he said shakily through gritted teeth, not looking at the German woman by his side, "has no idea just how lucky he is to be getting off what Yuu… does he even realise how often Yuu allows contact with another person, never mind tongue-wrestling? Damn you, Allen…" He balled his fists up tightly then relaxed them, and then repeated the process several times over. The redhead knew that he had promised not to do anything to try and split them up, but as he watched Allen move his hands from Kanda's shoulder's up to behind his neck he knew that keeping a promise like that was just unbelievable, and his musings of the couple no longer being together would become a fantastic reality. He hated himself for feeling this consuming rage and jealousy, but for once in his life, Lavi didn't try and blot out the human emotions while reminding himself that he was a Bookman and had no reason to want to be with anyone.
Miranda looked to where her friend was directing his look of loathing, and she understood why he was behaving as he was. Although she couldn't see them all too clearly, the female exorcist was sure that it was Allen and Kanda standing there, wrapped around one another in a manner that she had not expected to see either partake in when alone together, never mind out in public. She could only assume that they would break apart and pretend it never happened when the Lee brother stopped talking to the gathered members of the Order.
Miranda took Lavi's hand in her own to try and provide him with some comfort, only to have her hand squeezed firmly while the man used her as an anchor to the spot on which they stood so as to prevent himself from attacking Allen in a fit of blind jealousy.
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The door to the Japanese exorcist's room creaked open very slowly, as if the perpetrator was afraid of being heard if they moved too quickly by the people who were present in the large cafeteria several floors down from the location they were in. Peaking her head round the door, Lenalee Lee peered into the dark room and scanned the area quickly with a sweep of her eyes. Seeming convinced that no one was lurking in the shadows, the Chinese girl darted in and shut the door behind herself, making sure that it clicked shut before moving away and letting herself drop down to her knees beside the bed against the wall.
"Forgive me for doing this Kanda," she murmured to herself as she extended an arm and reached for the sand timer that still lay on the covers of the bed, "but this is just too strange; I have to know what this is. I'll return it as soon as possible."
She stood up again and dusted off her dress lightly, clutching at the precious glass object that held the lotus inside. As she went to exit quickly, she could not help notice that another petal had fallen from the main flower and was now resting on top of the others that had collected at the bottom of the container. Lenalee remembered how Kanda had acted when she had told him that six petals had fallen, and wondered how he would react if he knew another had gone.
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As soon as Allen let go of his love by the lips he knew that something was wrong with the other exorcist. Even though Kanda looked no different physically, Allen could tell without being able to explain to himself how he knew. He watched the man closely as he took a couple of steps away from him, acting as if their kiss had never taken place, and decided that asking whether there was a problem was not a good idea; if he had no way of proving that he was right, then he didn't want to enter an argument with the guy.
Kanda had felt it. Hell, he was surprised that he hadn't started coughing up blood right in Allen's face as he felt every one of his organs scream and burn with an indescribable and tremendous pain that he had not felt ever before in his life. He had felt like he was dying in the most agonising way possible for no longer than a second, and the feeling had stopped when the white haired boy had stopped the kiss. The only thought that was now going round his mind was that his earlier assumption of being closer to death was indeed correct, but then that led to the question: why now? Why had the pain began and vanished so quickly and now, of all times? Vaguely, Kanda wondered if it had been because he'd kissed Allen, but that thought left him in a hurry as he reminded himself that the last time they'd lip-locked he'd not felt pain anywhere other than at the back of his head, where Allen had been pulling at his long hair.
'As long as Moyashi-chan doesn't realise anything was wrong and doesn't ask you anything, then you can pretend it never happened.' Kanda chose to go with the easiest solution for the time being. 'But later on, go and see Komui and tell him. He'll know what to do.'
Allen blinked at his companion expectantly as everyone finished applauding Komui and began heading their way to indulge in the luxurious buffet behind them, blissfully unaware of the actions that had just taken place behind their backs. Kanda simply blinked back at him.
"Well?" Allen said at last, his head inclined to the right and his eyes shining bright despite the dim lighting, "How was that? Was it to your liking?"
"If these people weren't here," Kanda said lowly, avoiding looking at anyone near them as he moved closer to Allen's side, "then that kiss would have lasted a hell of a lot longer. And my superb self-control might have faltered momentarily." He was unable to add on the part about wanting to kiss every inch of Allen's body until he cried for more; he wasn't that ready to open up to anyone and let them through his barrier. Those kinds of thoughts would have to be kept secret until otherwise appropriate.
Allen blushed immensely but chuckled a little, covering his mouth with the back of his hand as he looked up at Kanda's face through his silver eyelashes. "You're so different to me now, compared to how you used to be," he said shyly, "I think I prefer you like this."
"Che. I'm not trying to change or anything. You make me like this." It was true.
"Hn… but no matter how much I make you like this – whatever this is – you still won't initiate a kiss without being pushed into it by me."
"We've only done it twice, and you don't really give me any chances to take control."
Allen laid a hand on Kanda's chest momentarily as he went on tiptoes to whisper into the Japanese man's ear, "Make a chance, then," he said seductively, resisting the urge to nibble the man's earlobe. Then he was walking away into the crowd, leaving Kanda standing alone with a pounding heart and a shyly growing blush on his pale cheeks.
"Barely been together for 5 minutes and yet he's already like this…" Kanda grumbled to himself, contemplating chasing after Allen and taking his hand, "seriously. I thought he'd be more embarrassed about being with me… jeez…" He finally decided that following his love was a good idea after all and started after him, hoping that he wouldn't run into Lavi tonight when he wanted no one expect his beloved Bean Sprout.
Then, suddenly, he felt the feeling in his right leg leave him as he nearly fell down to the floor with a crash. Luckily he was next to a wall, so he caught himself on that and held himself steady as blood pounded against his ear drums in a rhythm that seemed to be saying 'why, why, why, why,' and so on.
"What the hell?" He hissed to his leg, gripping the wall and feeling a little dizzy all of a sudden, "what the fuck?" Legs didn't just stop working, as far as he was aware. He shook it experimentally, not enough to attract attention from anyone around him, finding that when he returned his foot to the floor everything felt perfectly normal once again. "What the fuck?" That was just too strange – first his insides and now his leg? Kanda couldn't figure it out, and decided not to; since he couldn't think of a decent explanation for it right at that moment, he preferred not to rack his brains for an answer when he knew he wouldn't find one. It could wait, whatever it was, until tomorrow. At this moment, he had more important things to do rather than stress out over an incorrectly-functioning body. His healing seal would probably take care of it anyway.
Looking up again and standing away from the wall, Kanda searched for Allen in the mass of people, but gave up after several seconds of failing to locate the white haired boy from where he currently stood. It should have been an easy task really, considering how much he stood out in a crowd due to his brilliantly bright hair, but today it was proving rather difficult to say the least. He moved into the sea of Finders and exorcists, looking around for his runaway Bean Sprout.
"Oh, Kanda-san!" Kanda stopped, feeling a little wobbly on his now completely recovered leg, and turned round to come face-to-face with Miranda. "How are you this evening?"
"Che. Fine." He needed to catch up with Allen, wherever he'd gone, not stand and gossip with Miranda. He made to move away, but the German woman caught him by the wrist and held him firmly, preventing his escape. "What do you want?" That was the only suitable question he could think of to ask.
"Would you mind if I talked to you for a little while?" She had to raise her voice significantly as the first song blasted out from the live band that stood in the far corner of the room, located at the front-right of the dance floor, "It's about Lavi-"
"I'm busy right now."
Miranda opened her mouth feebly, unsure about how she should combat that remark when the man made it so plain that he didn't want to talk about the redhead, who had been abandoned by his female friend as she left to speak to Kanda, "I… Kanda-san, I think it would help us both out…"
Kanda eventually freed his wrist and placed his hands on the woman's shoulders, gripping them rather tightly, "Miranda," he had to her, ignoring her look of mild fear as she blinked up at him, "There is nothing to talk about. I'm guessing that he's told you everything up to this point, so you don't need my side of the events. They're just as he described, I reckon, and-"
"He loves you though, Kanda-san." Miranda interrupted bravely. Kanda snorted at her in reply.
"So what?" He said coldly, noticing that she winced from his tone and not liking her reaction; he had not intended for her to be hurt from it, "That's of no concern to me. Lavi's the kind of person who moves on quickly and chases after someone else after a few days." He knew that what he was saying was a lie this time round. 'Lies,' he thought, 'that has applied to all of his other crushes, but its different this time. It's lasted so much longer and he does actually seem to feel a lot stronger towards me than any of the girls he's liked in the past.' Realising that he still had a hold on Miranda's shoulders, Kanda quickly removed them and coughed into his right hand as if to dismiss what he'd just said. "Anyway," he continued, "If he wants to talk to me himself then fine, but I don't want you acting as his messenger, OK?"
"I'm not his messenger," Miranda said, looking slightly hurt as she moved aside so that Reever could squeeze past her on his way to the buffet, "I just wanted to talk to you about him on my own accord. He's been distressed recently, because of you and Allen-kun…" Kanda's eyes widened as he understood that if Lavi had told her everything, which he definitely had done, then she also knew about him loving Allen; the colour drained from the man's face slowly as the comprehension fully dawned on him. "Oh, and," the woman added as she noticed Kanda's slight change in expression, "I saw you two kissing just a minute ago. And so did Lavi – he was about to go and break you apart but I stopped him. So please don't pretend to either of us that you're not together."
"You can be evil sometimes, can't you?" Kanda said, swallowing hard and hating how his palms had started sweating, "Why did it have to be you two who saw?"
"If it had been anyone else, how would you have reacted?"
"Che. I would have killed them, most likely."
"Ah… don't you want people to know?"
"No."
"Ever?"
"Not right now."
The German woman nodded and smiled for the first time since she'd began talking to the samurai, the gentleness of her facial expression somehow creating a calm aura around her and almost influencing Kanda. Almost. "When I first met you," she said, extending a hand and laying it delicately on the man's cheek, "I thought that you were a person who was completely devoid of all human emotions…"
"Wow, thanks."
"Let me finish," she said firmly, silencing Kanda, "But after all this fuss with Lavi, and seeing you being so intimate with Allen-kun, well… I know now that my initial thoughts on you were slightly misguided… so, I'm sorry."
Kanda grunted in a typical man fashion, not wanting to respond with proper words in case he said something to her that was nice. He didn't want to go and do that now, did he.
"And if you don't want to talk about Lavi with me, then at least find him and talk to him, just so that you two can clear up any unfinished business and let him finally let go of you." Miranda said softly, her voice barely audible above the music and Order members singing along. She looked away from her companion as something else caught her attention by the doors, and excused herself politely. "Ah, there's Lenalee now; she's late! I'm going to go and talk to her and then find Lavi again, OK? I'll see you later hopefully, Kanda-san."
Kanda nodded at her, glad to at last be able to return his attention to the Moyashi, "I'll see you when you and Lenalee perform your duet, I guess." He nearly smiled when the German woman blushed bright crimson and the bustled off hurriedly, bumping into several people in her haste to get away and hide her embarrassment. Even though he hadn't shown it, Kanda had been hard hit by her words, and was a little concerned when he realised that he cared about what the people around him perceived him to be – it was true that after being brought back in the Ark by his love, Kanda had become less anti-social and more willing to help other people for their own benefit rather than for his own. And it was all thanks to Allen Walker.
The Japanese exorcist actually allowed himself to smile slightly as he caught sight of the back of a certain white-haired person's head; Allen was apparently talking to someone while standing quite still on the dance floor, but Kanda couldn't see who it was that was sharing the conversation with him due to other people being in the way and the dark lighting. With large and purposeful strides, he went straight to where Allen was, ignoring the few frowns he received when he accidentally bumped into one or two dancers on his short journey. When he was directly behind Allen he decided that tonight, at least, he was going to act exactly how he wanted to. Fuck everyone else, Kanda Yuu was going to be as selfish as hell for now.
With absolutely no regard as to whether Allen wanted his love to behave like this or not, Kanda pulled the boy into him backwards, winding his arms around the shorter exorcist's waist until he was hugging him tightly, claiming him as his own. Allen squeaked and jumped, nearly throwing the drink in his hand over himself in surprise as he was attacked from behind. "Found you, Moyashi-chan," Kanda whispered into his right ear through his white hair, responding to the shiver that ran through his love's body by holding him tighter, "Did you think that you could get away that easily?"
Allen gasped as Kanda's breath tickled his ear but didn't pull away in surprise; instead, he placed his hands over the samurai's, which were resting on his stomach, and laced their fingers together carefully. "I know I said to make a chance," he smiled, conking the sides of their heads together lightly as if to tell off his lover, "but I really didn't expect you to do it when in the company of others. I'm impressed, amazed, scared and thrilled all at once."
Kanda looked up away from Allen and glared at the Bean Sprout's companion, daring them to say something about him wanting bodily contact with someone. He almost inhaled his tongue when his eyes met Lavi's single green one looking back at him, twinkling away in the light as it portrayed a ill-hidden look of utmost jealousy. Kanda gaped momentarily, at a loss for words he could say to his friend.
"…Che."
Lavi sighed sadly, pasting on a small smile as he did. "Can't think of anything intelligent to say, huh Yuu-chan?"
"Shut your mouth, Baka-Usagi."
"And you still can't." His tone sounded slightly disappointed as well as humouring the situation. Allen looked back and forth between the two as they spoke, but finally decided that placing a palm on Kanda's cheek was the best thing to do for now. Apparently, Lavi did not agree with the boy's decision as the Japanese man leaned into the touch ever so slightly, for he narrowed his eyes at the pair and failed to dismiss it when they both looked at him, waiting for him to say something else that may help along their awkward conversation. "So… you two, eh? Gotta say, I saw it coming from a mile off after that time when Yuu got all moody about Allen knowing I'd kissed him. Congrats and all that, guys." 'Congrats, my arse. There's no fucking way I'd ever support you together. Allen can't ever even begin to love Yuu as much as I do and have done for years.'
"So what were you talking about before I found you, Moyashi-chan?" Kanda said loudly, rudely ignoring what Lavi had said as he squeezed Allen a little tighter, loving the feeling of their bodies being so close together and deeply wishing that they were alone right about now, "Can't have been that interesting."
""That's mean," Allen frowned, "Of course it was interesting."
"Yeah, we were actually talking about what kind of people we like," Lavi added, raising an eyebrow slightly as Kanda looked mildly confused, "You know, as in which gender we like."
Kanda opened his mouth to say 'oh', but that quickly turned into a frown and then a deep scowl. "Che. You're weird for wanting to discuss such a topic," he said roughly, while wondering how Allen had answered.
"Uh-huh," the redhead said easily, "want to know what we both said?" Allen frantically tried to silence him without moving or saying anything, but failed entirely as Lavi continued anyway, seeming not to notice what the boy was doing. "Sure you do! Well, you know me, I like anyone who's good-looking enough to turn my head, whether they're male or female. I don't care. And Allen here said that the only person he's ever really liked is you, so he doesn't know which he prefers since you could really be either."
"I didn't say that!" Allen protested to the man holding him as he felt Kanda's grip on him slacken significantly, "I didn't! I don't think that you could be mistaken for either gender!" He turned his attention back to Lavi, who was grinning, "Have you ever seen this guy topless? He's quite obviously all man! And having long hair doesn't mean he looks like a girl."
"Your hair's getting kind of lengthy now too, Moyashi-chan," Kanda said matter-of-factly, resuming his previous hold on the boy now that he'd heard the truth behind what had really happened. Allen huffed at him in embarrassment as his stomach growled loudly; the smell of the buffet was causing him to want to consume everything edible within the room.
"And?" Lavi said, wanting to push Allen aside and be held like that by the samurai instead, "What about you, Yuu? Which do you prefer? Ahaha, no wait, don't answer, I already know."
"Che. You don't."
"I do!" Lavi grinned, "You're completely and totally gay, aren't you?"
Kanda snarled at the man, feeling humiliated and angry; how dare he make such an assumption! He really knew nothing at all. "Just because the person that I happen to like is male," he said, his teeth gritted due to rage, "doesn't make me homosexual."
"So you like girls then?" Allen piped up, happiness pulsing through his body as he heard Kanda confirm, with proper words, that he did in fact like him; he would have to show him just how it made him feel later on, when there were no people around to judge their actions; thinking about it nearly made the boy shiver.
"I don't really like either." Kanda said truthfully, "I've never stopped and thought about it. What?" He asked angrily as Lavi stared at him open mouthed, "It's true. I don't usually give a damn about those kinds of feelings." He let go of Allen and took a step away, wondering what the hell had just compelled him to say such things. 'There was no reason for you to answer those ridiculous questions. You can't gain anything from it, you idiot. You big, fucking retard. Never talk to the bunny boy again as long as you live.' As he thought that, a very strong and vibrant image of his lotus flower came into his mind's eye, reminding him suddenly of what Lenalee had discovered earlier on that day. He really didn't want to think about it now of all times, when he was around others and in the middle of the only celebration he could remember that didn't have anything to do with welcoming a new exorcist to the order. He would have to deal with the flower-related problem later, as now Allen was tugging at his hand, trying to lead him into the middle of the dance floor. "What, Moyashi-chan?"
"I want to dance," he announced, sounding like a spoilt child as he did so, "I like this song, and I want to dance with you." Kanda hadn't even noticed that the song had changed; the band was now playing a very slow and beautiful melody, and as he looked, the Japanese man could see several couples dancing away slowly – Lenalee could be seen holding onto her brother as they danced gracefully together, neither showing any hints of caring about anything other than the rhythm of their movements. "Can we? Please?"
Kanda looked at Lavi, who was still watching him intently. Going now with Allen would be a cruel thing to do to the redhead, but at the same time Kanda couldn't see why he should have to worry about how Lavi felt every time he wanted to be near to his love. So what if Lavi loved him? He would have to deal with the truth and move on, before Kanda moved him along to the next life so kindly for him. The man took hold of the shorter boy's hand and let himself be pulled along to where his partner wanted to go, while saying to Lavi, "Miranda will be expecting you to dance with her."
The apprentice Bookman watched the pair leave him, hating himself for ever loving someone who would not return what he felt. Slipping away silently while tearing his eyes from the two who were preparing to slow-dance, he slid into the crowd of non-dancers in such of the German woman who would undoubtedly be waiting patiently for him, like Kanda had said.
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