Hana: I forgot it was Friday.
Allen: How do you forget it's Friday?
Hana: I think the weather may have something to do with it...I hadn't seen the sun all day, and I've been gloomy 'cos of it.
Kanda: You're just being a lazy-ass on'na.
Hana: Not today, BaKanda. Not today. I don't own D. Gray-man, and neither does XavierForest, who you should check out, 'cos I say so~
Allen: Uh...-blushes when he reads it- Eh...e-enjoy this story...I think...
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+ - Chapter 25 - +
Allen Walker was...squished. When Kanda brought him back to the Lees' home, two people and a dog, had all tackled him in a hug, or in the case of Tim the dog, licking his master's face the moment he fell from losing his balance because of Lenalee and Lavi. "You had so worried!" Lenalee exclaimed, her hands on his cheeks, checking for any injuries.
"Don't ever do that again, beansprout!" An equally worried Lavi said. Timcanpy barked in agreement.
"I-I can't...b-br-breathe...!" He managed to wheeze out. Finally taking note of the lack of air their friend was receiving, they quickly released him, and Allen inhaled a lungful of the wonderful, wonderful thing called air. "I think I saw Mana for a moment..."
"Sorry..." Both parties said.
Before he could speak, someone gripped his arm and pulled him up from the floor. Glancing up, he realized that it was Kanda, and if the look on the man's face was anything to go by; he was jealous.
"Oh my, oh my...such a face you have there, Kanda." Komui commented as he got the entrance of the mudroom.
"Che." Kanda glowered, before dragging Allen off somewhere. Said boy yelling at the elder to release him. The others stared after them, a little confused at his actions.
It was Lenalee that broke the silence; "Um...why did...?"
"No idea." Lavi and Komui answered truthfully.
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Kanda needed to get to a more private area. And before his nerves gave out on him, do what he'd been trying to figure out how to do before the AKUMA had ambushed him. "KANDA! L'EGGO ALREADY, Y'BLOODY-OMPF!" He was forced against the wall, almost getting the air knocked out of him. Two arms rested on either side of his head, as Kanda had trapped him between the wall and the taller body.
"..."
Allen blinked, confused. "Pardon, but I didn't catch any of that, Kanda..."
"Che. I said, 'Will you go out with me?', baka moyashi." Of all things to hear from that guy, THAT was the last thing Allen Walker expected.
There was no way he'd really asked that. "Go out?"
Kanda gave a curt nod.
"On a date?" The boy clarified.
This time, the nod seemed almost uncertain, as if the older male was rethinking having asked the youth out.
"You're not getting sick, are you?"
"The fuck, Moyashi? I'm being serious." Honestly, Allen wasn't too sure. He placed the back of his hand on the elder's forehead, his other hand going on his own forehead to compare temperature. No, he didn't have a fever... "Are you that paranoid?"
"I'm making sure you're not delusional from sickness or something...but you don't seem to have a fever."
Gritting his teeth, Kanda glared down into the Brit's eyes. "Tomorrow. You. Me. Date." He growled, each word as forceful as the next.
"Bu-" He began, only to be cut off by a pair of lips that lightly brushed his own.
"You talk too much." Kanda grunted, breaking the chaste kiss. "Date. Tomorrow, 1:15 sharp." Allen could only numbly nod, still shocked by Kanda's actions. Satisfied, he grinned, before heading off. He needed to see if forensics at least started to check on his car for any sort of evidence. He doubted it though, but fine by him.
Allen stood there, face light red in colour, fists clenched, heart beating loudly against his ribcage, unable to figure out why he'd just let the pervert kiss him once again, when a hand touched his shoulder and his silver met bemused violet. "Allen? Why are you just standing here? What happened?"
Slowly coming to, Allen finally allowed his legs to give out on him, the shock of what happened catching up to him. "D-day...d-day..."
"Day? What about the day?"
Allen quickly shook his head, and looked up to Lenalee "N-no...d-date..."
"Date?" The Chinese woman blinked, before it clicked into place; "He asked you out!?"
The boy nodded, then frowned up at the woman from the floor. "H-how did you automatically come to that conclusion?"
Lenalee just grinned. "I gave Kanda advice; a date was part of it."
"Eh?"
"Well then! He finally asked you out, does that make you two an item now?"
"Item...?" Lenalee sighed, and dismissed her earlier comment. "Gah! W-what am I supposed to do?! I've never dated anyone before!"
"Hey, calm down, Allen!" The Chinese woman tried, "Don't worry, I'll have you ready by tomorrow in no time."
"R-ready? Why would I get ready for BaKanda? There's no way I'm going!" The youth cried.
Lenalee tutted, shaking her head. "I hope you're not thinking of standing of standing him up."
A small ball of guilt nestled deep within the Brit, leaving him to stare intently at the ground as if it was the most interesting thing he'd ever seen. "But I once told him that there was no way... I can't let him win!" Now with a spark of competitiveness in his eyes, he looked back up.
"Allen Walker; if you don't go on that date; I swear that Komui, Lavi and Kanda will all find out about how you kissed me three weeks ago." She threatened, a menacing aura encompassing her form.
THAT made the boy freeze. "B-but I never-"
"THEY don't know that." The woman stated, interrupting him.
"Y-you-" Allen's face was the perfect picture of terror: wide eyes filled with horror, skin paler than usual, lips parted into a partial grimace.
Lenalee looked to him innocently, "Now~ shall we get you ready for your date?"
"You really are Komui's sister." Allen pouted.
"Yep!" She smiled.
"Fine... But the date is tomorrow." The Brit muttered, unable to believe that he was actually going along with all this.
"Not a problem." Lenalee said with a smile, before grabbing Allen, and dragging him to his room. "First, we'll just see what you have to work with."
Allen had a bad feeling about this.
And it later turned out that his assumptions were correct.
With the door locked, he sat on the bed in nothing but a pair of boxers as the girl walked back and forth across the room, occasionally shooting his body glances as she muttered to herself.
"Need something that'll contrast... Slender hips... Maybe some... Nothing too tight... Leave plenty to the imagination..."
Everything he heard only caused the sinking feeling in his heart to expand. He really hoped that the girl wasn't planning on forcing him into leather; he feared that he'd die of embarrassment if that were the case.
While the Chinese woman scrutinized the male, Allen swore he could feel a draft. "U-um...Lenalee? C-can I put my clothes back on now?"
"Oh, just be a little more patient. You're lucky you have a whole day between now and your date...hey, have you ever been on a date before?"
"Um...n-no...not really..."
That left a grin on the girl's face. "Well I'd better make sure you're perfect, then."
And then she went back to her appraisal and mutterings, much to the youth's chagrin.
"Gotta show of those curves... great thighs... Low riding skinny jeans…? No...clingy... something innocent..."
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Before Allen knew it, the following day had finally come. He swore Lenalee had some sort of sixth sense or something, because the only clothes that were left for him in his own room were the clothes she had picked out. When the hell did she do that, he didn't really want to know.
He wasn't the heaviest of sleepers, but after waking up that morning, he felt he had to redefine the term "light sleeper".
He'd stayed in his room for a couple more hours, as the date wasn't till past one. Well; that and the fact that he didn't want to be seen by his friends waking around in something that could either force him to look extremely innocent or somewhat sexy, depending on how you looked at it.
The more he thought of it, the more he realized that 'Innocent' would only be in the eyes of Lena and Lavi...Kanda...would most likely see it as an outfit meant to seduce him.
Great! Just great. It was bad enough that the pervert could hardly control himself when the boy wore normal clothes, but with this, there was a high probability that he'd have to beat the bastard back with a stick.
His thoughts were disrupted when a knock from his door alerted him of a visitor. "Allen?" Lenalee. "Come on, your date is in an hour now, and you hadn't come down once. Do I need to come in there?"
"NO!" Came the boy's exclamation, "Ah, I mean, not at all, Lenalee, honest!"
"If you don't come out in ten minutes; I'm coming in." The woman threatened.
His breath hitching, the boy glanced at the pile of clothes on his bed. With steady hands, Allen lifted the shirt up, eyes narrowing. It wasn't too bad; his arms and scars would be hidden at least...
But on the other the shirt on its own was rather form fitting. He wasn't too sure where or when he had even bought the shirt. Not that he had a problem with form-fitting, it's just he didn't trust Kanda not to do anything while he wore that aforementioned shirt...the pants on the other hand were a little baggy, but not overly so. He'd still need a belt, but that was fine, for reasons unknown, he couldn't quite keep even skinny jeans on his waist without the aid of belt.
He personally blamed his metabolism.
Slipping into the outfit, Allen gave himself a quic onceover before sighing.
A date. His first date. And it was with Kanda. Honestly though; how had it come to this? Even if Lenalee had been the one to propose the idea, it was hard to believe that the Japanese man would actually go along with it.
Would the pervert try something? Probably.
Would the boy let him? No... well... maybe...definitely not.
Why was he even questioning himself now? It didn't make sense to him. Growing up, he'd been told to never let people get the better of him, and if perverts tried anything, he should scream bloody murder, or something like that. Groaning, Allen couldn't help but slap the heel of his hand to his forehead. "I hate that guy..."
"And who would 'that guy' be?" Came the questioning voice from behind the boy, laced through with bemusement.
It took Allen a total of five seconds to allow the voice to sink in. Two to register the voice, and the remaining three to spin around, covering his heart from the shock. "The hell are you doing here, you bloody wanker!?"
Kanda smirked, eying the boy's outfit. "Last I checked, you had a little date in five minutes. I'm just here to get your ass out of your room, and into my car where I can actually get you to that date."
"I can bloody well drive myself!"
"You think I trust you to actually find your way there, much less meet me? Nice try."
Feeling a flush climbing up his skin, the boy gritted his teeth. "Jackass."
"What happened to that British accent of yours, hmm?" Kanda asked, raising an immaculate brow.
"I refuse to give you the pleasure of even hearing it, BaKanda." Was the younger's reply. "I had my door locked, how on earth did you even get in?"
Lenalee picked that moment to speak up, having been silent between them. "Allen, honestly, this is my and Komui's home. Don't you think we'd have keys to these doors?"
"Oh..."
"Now, I want you two to behave yourselves on this date. Kanda, keep in mind, this is Allen's first date, so please, don't do anything that'll further make him dislike you."
"Che."
Then Allen suddenly frowned. "Lenalee, shouldn't you have been the one to check on me? I mean, if I'd have been changing, do you know what he would have done to me?" He shuddered at the thought.
"Actually, I was just about to check, when Kanda basically stole the door from me. I'd already seen you were dressed, so I didn't do anything."
"...I'm not sure what to make of that one..." The British teen muttered.
"Besides; he's already seen you naked, what's the harm?" The woman shrugged.
Face paling, Allen slowly turned to the Japanese man. "Y-you told her?"
Kanda rolled his eyes, "What if I did?"
"Y-You...BLOODY WANKER! Don't talk tosh with me!" So much for not letting the accent slip.
The elder grinned, indicating that he, too, had realized the boy's error. Not that he wouldn't have realized, seeing as that accent was a major turn-on.
Lenalee glowered to the tallest male, a warning look in her eyes. "Kanda, if you so much as THINK of anything indecent of Allen, then I swear I'll tell Komui about the time you groped my butt."
"Nice try. But your sister-complex of a brother knows I don't do things with women."
Allen sighed. Maybe they'd forget the date, and he'd be able to...perhaps go swindle people out of their money? That sounded like a good plan to him, actually.
Then, as if seeming to read his mind, a hand clamped around his wrist. "We're leaving."
Scowling at the floor, Allen allowed himself to be dragged towards the front door, followed by a now smiling Lenalee. "Have fun, you two~"
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I wonder what Kanda has planned, hm~? I bet you can't wait for their date ;)
R&R, show some love! Can I have some cheery reviews to lighten up my otherwise dark and gloomy day~? Pweeeeeeeaaaaaasssseeee?