Ah! Argh sorry everyone .' guard camp started up last week and I hasn't had time for anything! Plus I really have to get cracking on my summer work cuz I want it done before I go to NATSUCON! yep... Next weekend baby! I's sooo exciiiited! But anyway marching band is getting into the real practicing and this week was our hell week so I have zero time except for like now in the middle of the night ;P... So dot expect any new chappies soon sorry! Same goes for DOS and any of my khr... Ehem I mean my Belphegor centered fics lol... Well atleast there's this! Enjoyies!

Suddenly I found my eyes blinking into clarity. And it all came into view. The pressure on my legs, wrist, lips. It all came from one source.

Kanda.

I tried to struggle, but me being, well me, couldn't possible imagine having the strength to push off someone nearly a foot taller than me and definitely more musular. Even if he was lean. His abs were well define, as were the muscles on his shoulders and arms. Wait- Is he Shirtless?

-Kanda's POV-

'Hm, I was wondering what I had forgotten. That was it.' I remembered as my mind floated in nothingness. I had taken off my sweaty shirt from kendo practice and forgot to put a new one on. It's not like I usualyl put one on. It's not like anyone else lives in this apartment but me. What was I doing? Oh, yeah.

Shit.

The formerly half lidded eyes connected to the face, which was connected to the lips touching mine, were now wide open.

Fuck.

-Allen's POV-

Suddenly all pressure was released from my body. And I could not think. All I could do was run.

"Moyashi!" a voice called after me. But I still ran. My mind was blank. My body felt numb. But this, this no feeling no thinking. It was good.

Hot droplets began to fall from my chin. Was it raining? No. It was not. I couldn't deny what had happened, but at the same time I could quite figure out why exactly I had ran.

Hadn't I done the exact same to the Bakanda? In the lunch room I unfairly kissed him without consent or warning and this was his revenge. I slowed my pace to a walk.

Shit.

It was dark out. If Cross was home, I'd be screwed into next year. My shoulders shook, I wasn't sure if it was from the cold, or the fear that enveloped me.

Cross was not a bad person. He was a bad drunk. An awful, abusive, disgusting man when he was drunk. But on the rare occasion that Master was sober. And when I say rare I mean RARE! Rarer than a damn bloody steak!

Anyway, when he hadn't been drinking for the past god knows how long, that man became a different person. He for sure wasn't warm and fuzzy and going to bake cookies for me, but he was nicer, he apologized for everything he had done. And somehow it made everything feel all that much better.

On these uncommon occasions that he and I had a serious sober talk, we often talked of Mana. He had gone to college with him and had been a close friend and I had been Mana's adopted son. Cross could never be the kind and compassionate type, but he was not a bad man.

I trudged my way home through the icy snow.

-Kanda's POV-

For once, Kanda Yu was dumbfounded. He stood in the open doorway to his apartment staring down the hall were he Moyashi had previously been.

'WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?' His brain screamed.

Said organ could also not process the fact that Allen was still running out side with a possible concussion and a high fever.

"Oh shit."