Brain Damaged
Part Twenty-Five

Thunk.

Thunk.

Thunk!

"Augh, Timcanpy…stop it. My head doesn't need to be smashed in. Knock it off." A hand reached out to defend from the golem's abuse. His mis-colored hand shooed him away and he rolled back over against the body that had taken the space next to him. Allen sighed contently and nuzzled his face against the man's temple. The warm sun and the cool breeze made his room feel like a haven. He was in a place between sleepy bliss and comfortable consciousness.

Thunk. Thunk. Thunk!

"Hnnn. Tim, go away."

Movement next to him made him open his eyes again and he almost let a subconscious mewl sound slip out when lips found his and nibbled softly at his own. For the man who was like a stone—with a ten foot thick aura of ice around him—Kanda sure had soft lips. He reveled in it. The warm limbs that tangled with his own felt surreal. The arms that curled around him and embraced them flush together brought a tingling sensation of delight to his core. "I don't think that was Timcanpy that time."

"Hnn?"

"We fell back to sleep," the older man spoke quietly. "Must have been for a few hours at least."

Thunk! Thunk! Thunk!

"Heeeey! You guys overslept! Come on!"

Allen and Kanda's eyes snapped wider and they stared at each other, sudden realization hitting them both, causing them to simultaneously sit up. Allen stared at the door, "Oh god, Lavi."

"Hnnn. Shut up, idiot. We'll be right out," Kanda called, trying to collect his wits. Thank god the door was locked. It would have been incredibly hard to explain why they were naked and wrapped up in each other—not to mention why their clothes were scattered where they'd been haphazardly tossed. On top of everything else, Kanda was certain they needed to change the sheets. They'd tired themselves out rather thoroughly—before they could really pick up the mess they'd made.

Kanda's mind drifted momentarily as he crawled out of the bed. He never imagined it would…feel that good. Not with Allen especially; but then, he supposed he never really even imagined going that far with any person. Probably ever. His skin crawled when Lenalee hugged him. He shirked out of every bit of contact Lavi had forced upon him—whether it be annoying buddy hugs or his teasing prodding. Yet…that beansprout waltzed in, showed him his dedicated affection and ended up unfurling him completely.

It didn't feel wrong to be pressed that close. It didn't feel wrong to be kissed by him. It didn't feel wrong to give him everything. Nothing personal was left. They'd experienced each other in ways they hadn't with anyone else. As he collected his discarded shirt, he felt a tingling sensation pooling in him again. Even thinking about it made him…want it again. A flicker of concern pressed through his mind…hoping that this wasn't an early sign to nymphomania.

He could vividly recall the way those hands touched him. Gentle reminisces of his tongue seemed to be tattooed into brain. The way they moved together was hasty and full of unsuppressed need, but it was mind shatteringly pleasurable. Biting his lip, he conceded to pull his white shirt on and begin buttoning it; trying to ignore how feverish his face felt suddenly.

A cool hand brushed over his cheek and he jumped a little. "Are you okay, Kanda? We weren't that prepared…and you hadn't been feeling too well…you could have gotten sick…"

Dark eyes closed, shadowed by slight embarrassment. "No. I'm fine. Just…thinking."

"Thinking? What about?" Allen followed his lead and moved out of the bed. He picked up his black slacks and Kanda's too, passing them over to him.

Kanda froze. The swell of embarrassment crawled back in and he felt like his face was boiling under his skin. How does one simply tell the other person, 'let's do it again…and again. And once more…

...for good measure.'

"…Kanda, there's blood in the…are you sure you're okay?" The concerned voice flooded into the older man's ears and he wasn't sure if he was lucky the other question got overridden, or if he felt on the spot again for not telling him about the little bit of pain he'd pretended hadn't happened.

"It's fine."

"You didn't tell me—"

A long finger pressed against Allen's lips and the boy shut up rather quickly. "It's fine, damn it. The pain lasted very, very briefly."

"I could hav—"

"We didn't have much to work with. I heal quickly," he stated factually, before a grin trickled across his face. "You'd be limping if it were you in my place."

"Bu…but your face is hot, feveri—"

That didn't help quell the heat in his face or the pit of his stomach. In fact, it brought him right back to what started the conversation. Allen was so much more innocent than he was if he wasn't mentally replaying their…sizzling union. He glanced over at Allen, unknowing of just how erotic his expression came off as, "you know what I'm thinking."

Allen flushed at the implication and he turned his gaze, giving off a distinct impression that his mind was flickering over the same exact thoughts. It was a little late to be shy, but Allen couldn't help but feel a little hot around the ears. All his brain could think of was the way that man had huskily whispered his name in his ear…

"Now look who's feverish."

"…S…shut up. BaKanda," Allen turned his head and bit his lip. "Either way…next time…let's be more prepared? I don't like the idea of you bleeding because of me."

Next time? An anticipating warmth spread through his body. "I recall being half responsible for it."

"Yeah…wel—"

Thunk! Thunk! Thunk!

"Beeeaaaaansprout! Yuuuuuuu! Come on already! Quit making out and let's go!"

"Will you shut up out there?" Kanda growled and threw Tim at the door on a whim, letting the sound of the golem hitting the wood deter him. "We're picking up left over glass from the window, now back the fuck off."

A whisper came from his left, "good save. If even slightly possible…he really…doesn't need to know about…"

Long fingers worked through black hair and Kanda tied the locks back into their usual place. "He'll never leave you alone, if he happens to catch wind of it."

"Never leave me alone? Why not you?" Allen questioned, lacing his belt through his reacquired pants, his shirt hanging loosely.

"Because I'll kill him." He moved to collect his boots and surveyed the state of the room. Most of the clothing had been put neatly aside or worn. The bed was still a bit of a mess, but Lavi wouldn't notice the difference in that with as swiftly as they planned to exit the scene.

"He's not threatened by me at all." Allen sighed momentarily before a brow lifted and his expression changed. "Also, I was surprised that you don't wear anything under the slacks."

A small cough escaped Kanda, who was poking at the returned Timcanpy as a distraction. "…Tch." All he could come up with was a sound effect. He'd never been called out on that, but it wasn't entirely his fault that he didn't find the uniforms entirely too comfortable when worn the 'usual' way.

"Hahaha! That's cute."

"Shut up, it is not."

Allen adjusted his neck tie and stood in front of the window for a moment. He didn't mind the hole in the wall all too much. It might be a bit of a pain when it got unbearably cold, but for now he wanted to leave it as it was. It was almost a kind of symbolism to him now. The glass had been a good metaphor to the walls of restraint he'd had left. And apparently the restraint his partner in crime had been clinging to. When he picked up the glass, he'd picked up some pieces of himself in it without knowing. They were soldiers, but that didn't mean they couldn't be allowed some sort of reprieve. Of course, they couldn't exactly share it with everyone. ... What with sodomy being unaccepted by the church and neither of them were keen on being persecuted for showing affection.

"Come on or I'm coming in there!"

"Lavi, shut up! We're coming out. Stop being impatient." Allen snapped, getting annoyed by the goofy man's persistence.

"Walk quickly and shut the door. Before he notices anything."

"You're the one with the most evidence BaKanda."

"That's your fault." He flushed in response, gathering Tim in a hand and pushing Allen toward the door. "If we hadn't fallen asleep, then we could have gone to bathe."

"That's both our faults..." Allen groused quietly, turning the door knob and quickly brushing passed Lavi; Kanda following right behind, shutting the door swiftly. The older man threw Tim at Lavi, taking a small enjoyment at the grunt that came from the man's throat when the golem connected with his shoulder.

The redhead whined, "Finally! Took you guys long enough. And why is your window broken?"

"That's none of your business, idiot." Kanda snapped, standing just behind Allen with his hands in his pockets. He wasn't sure how to act around Lavi, knowing full well that the obnoxious brat could pick up changes in the smallest of details. That was a troublesome little skill, when he was trying not to make it obvious that something had happened. Somehow, he suspected he'd failed before he'd even tried. Especially with the way Lavi was looking him over.

"Well it's almost ten in the morning!"

"Yes, Lavi, forbid if we actually sleep a little."

"Hmm…You two were up to something."

The two in question exchanged brief looks; look which did not miss Lavi's gaze. What the looks meant was up for debate; but the bookman-in-training wasn't a fool. It shouldn't have taken them that long to exit the room. They would never sleep that late. They also left the room and shut the door behind them in a hurry. Allen's expression looked brighter and there was a relaxed aura around the other man, who was horrible at masking those kinds of things. Not to mention, they were obviously trying to hide something from him. They really did think they could pull it off, didn't they. Lavi smiled. It was almost cute.

"Why would you say that, Lavi?"

"Oh come on. You two are acting weird." Lavi smiled mischievously. He wasn't precisely sure what happened, but if his assumption was correct; then he might actually be pleased with this development. "I'm sure Lenalee will agree with me too."

Allen jumped on the potential topic change, "Where is she?"

"She just went to the washrooms. We were with her brother this morning with our Innocence. Small adjustments. She sent me to retrieve you, so we can make our excursion into town. Komui gave me the list of things we need to pick up."

"Wait, do you mean I have time to get a bath?" Kanda perked.

"I don't see why not. Beansprout and I can go get breakfast, yeah~!" Lavi jumped on the chance to wrap his arm around the boy's shoulder and sent Kanda the biggest shit eating grin he could muster, knowing exactly what he was accomplishing with it. The twitch he'd easily detected proved his success.

The victim of Lavi's antagonizing was almost breaking his teeth with how hard he was grinding them. He didn't care for Lavi hanging on Allen, but that he could tolerate. Lavi just…did that. But beansprout was his name for Allen. "…Stop calling him that."

"But it's cute, Yuu~!"

The way he looked at Kanda was nothing short of challenging. He was daring Kanda to do something…which, he couldn't…due to the hole he'd dug himself into. He was planning to tell Allen everything, just…on his own time and not at Lavi's leisure. Letting out a brief snarl, he turned away. "I'm going to catch a bath real quick."

"Okay. We'll be in the dining hall then. I'm sure I won't be done before you. I managed to work up an appetite."

Kanda flushed a little at his word choice. Worked up and appetite. Hn… "Tch." He answered and stalked off, plucking Timcanpy out of the air to bring with him. He found himself doing that more frequently. Perhaps he was getting that used to the annoying little golem.

The two watched him go before they turned for their destination. Allen was blissfully unaware of the way Lavi was all but inspecting him. Everything from the way he blinked to the way he walked; the bookman junior was taking it in. Now, Lavi didn't like to seem cliché—even in his own head—but Allen Walker was glowing. He was smiling real smiles, walking with a bounce in his step and everything seemed cheery. Oh Allen, if you thought you could keep that from me~.

"So…how was it?"

Those cheery eyes cast over his way, "was what?"

"Well, the sex of course~!"

Lavi almost barked a laughed at the "guilty as charged" expression of horrific embarrassment that passed Allen's features. The poor kid couldn't recover from that. Even if he'd been blind guessing, that would have given it away. "I…don't know…what you mean."

"Come on Allen~ You tried, but neither of you are good enough to slip by me~ Even your cute poker face just isn't enough~" He poked Allen's cheek. "So~. Spill it! Was it good~?"

Allen could have died from heart failure right then. Kanda was right. Lavi wasn't going to let him get out of this one.

To Be Continued…

A/N: Trust me. I know what I'm doing here. Just enjoy :3

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