Rhythm of Life
Chapter Twenty-Six
Once Allen arrived home from the hospital, it turned out not to be such a great night. Cross and Allen had to make a return trip to the emergency room after he got up to go to the bathroom and fainted on the ceramic floor—hitting that hard head of his—again.
After having a series of x-rays, Allen was lucky to only have a slight concussion. The doctor told Cross he may experience headaches and dizziness for the rest of the day and possibly tomorrow, but he will be fine with plenty of rest.
By the time they had returned to the house it was well after three-thirty am, too late to call Kanda. Allen figured it would probably be best if he didn't mention this little trip to the hospital—it would just worry him.
Allen slept in late, as well as Cross. Whatever the doctor had told his guardian last night, Allen had stayed in bed per Cross's orders when he woke up. The damn man was so insistent about not getting up that he brought his breakfast upstairs for him.
Then he lectured Allen that if he was going to get up out of bed to at least make sure he wasn't feeling dizzy when he was sitting on the edge of the bed before standing up. But Cross would prefer he stayed in bed to rest.
But Allen was frustrated. He has been lying around in bed for most of the day, and he needed to get the hell away from his guardian's watchful eye.
Needless to say, Cross and him were having an argument about what happened last night and it being just a freak accident, but Cross wasn't buying into anything Allen had to say—no matter how he tried to convince him.
"Cross I'm fine, honest. The dizzy spells are gone," argued Allen, wanting to go back to his normal routine.
"We went back to the hospital last night because you fainted, idiot! Don't tell me you're fine when you've been lying on your bed since you've come home and it's the middle of the day. If you felt better then why are you still lying down," Cross argued back.
Allen didn't know what to say to this, because he has had the dizzy spells off and on all morning, but damnit he had to get out into the fresh air and away from Cross. It was bad enough when they had to go back to the hospital last night, especially when Kanda couldn't be there with him.
"Cross, Kanda may stop over, please don't mention dizzy spells to him," Allen yelled from his bed, his arm covering his eyes, aspirated by all the arguing.
"What's this about dizzy spells?" Kanda asked, leaning against the doorway with his arms crossed over his chest.
"Shit Kanda! I swear you're going to be the death of me sneaking up like that," Allen yelped, as his heart picked up a beat. He uncovered his eyes and saw Kanda's sexy body leaning on the door jam. 'Damn, does he have to look so beautiful?'
"Yeah, well if I don't kill you, Cross will for being an idiot. Now what's this about dizzy spells?" Kanda asked, coming into Allen's room, his eyes narrowed as he looked down at him. 'Hell, he looks so inviting, if only I could crawl into that bed with him. Shit, pull yourself together,' Kanda thought.
Allen sat up in bed while Kanda pulled the desk chair over and took his bandaged hand in his. Allen loved it when Kanda held his hand and played with his fingers.
"You can stop staring at me and answer my question, moron," Kanda said, getting a little annoyed with Allen for avoiding his question, but he forgave him when he saw a flicker of desire in the younger teens eyes.
"Damn Cross, they're nothing. I sort of fainted last night when I went to the bathroom because I felt dizzy. Like I told that big jerk, I'm fine now," Allen shouted, scowling in the direction of the door, hoping Cross heard him.
"If you're so fine, why are you lying around in bed?" Kanda questioned, raising his eyebrow.
"Exactly what I asked the brat!" Cross yelled from the other room.
"Stop eavesdropping!" Allen yelled back, and without a thought, quickly got out of bed, slamming his bedroom door, but it was too late before he realized the room was spinning and Allen staggered forward ready to pass out. Kanda caught him in his arms.
"Idiot! What were you just saying about being fine! You were about to faint just now!" Kanda snarled in a voice louder than he intended.
Kanda picked Allen up into his arms and carried him to the bed as Cross swung the door open, banging it against the wall in a panic.
"What's this about fainting? And did you tell your lover boy we had to go back to the hospital last night," Cross snapped, coming into the room just as Kanda laid Allen on his bed.
"Moron, you didn't tell me you had to go back to the hospital last night," Kanda retorted with a scowl on his face, not happy about Allen withholding information like that.
"It's settled, you're not going to school tomorrow!" Cross growled, scowling down at the boy, concerned for his health.
Allen was too tired to fight with either of them at the moment. His head ached and he was trying to stop the room from spinning.
"Anyway Moyashi, they canceled school tomorrow due to sunshine," Kanda smirked at him, trying to lighten up the atmosphere in the room.
"Oh Kanda," Allen couldn't help but smile.
"I'll never see the outside again," Allen groused, and threw his good arm over his eyes.
"I just want to get back to the things I was doing before," Allen sighed, disheartened.
"Fuck, you would think you were doomed to that bed for life, get a grip, brat," Cross said, looking sternly at Allen.
"Cross, I need to speak with you … alone," Kanda commanded, emphasizing the 'alone' and pointed to the door so they could regroup in the hallway.
Cross raised an eyebrow, "Is that so …" he stopped when he caught the look in Kanda's eyes, like the boy had some sort of plan.
"All right, Allen I want you to stay in that bed, that's an order!" Cross said sternly, as his final command and followed Kanda into the hallway.
"Since when is everything becoming an order, and you can't make me do anything! I still have a say about some things …" Allen shouted at Cross before he closed the door to his room, cutting him off.
"Now I have the both of them ganging up on me. I thought Kanda was on my side," Allen grumbled under his breath, agitated.
Kanda had been gone for quite awhile, but that was fine with Allen, it gave his head time to calm down so things weren't spinning. The door opened and Kanda walked over to the bed and sat in the chair.
"Well … what were you two talking about? Me of course, but am I going to be privy to what was discussed?" Allen, flippantly, asked Kanda.
"No, at least not for now," Kanda said with a smirk and gave him a light kiss on the lips. That seemed to settle Allen down.
"Are you ready to get up? I'll help you go downstairs for a while. Will that make you feel better?" Kanda asked, already knowing what Allen would really like to do, but Allen's head was already spinning and he didn't need to add to it.
"Okay, at least it's out of my room," Allen said, happy at the suggestion, and well, let's face it, the kiss did help the most in picking up his spirits.
"Don't stand up too fast, or it will only make you dizzier then you may already be," Kanda explained to him, and then he helped him sit on the edge of the bed with his feet on the floor.
'Okay, I just need to take my time, that's all,' Allen thought.
"Do you feel like you can stand up now?" Kanda asked, staying patient.
"Yes," Allen answered, now more confident in himself.
Slowly, Allen stood and Kanda watched to make sure he got his feet planted firmly under him. Kanda linked his arm with Allen's good arm to help him in walking. Carefully Allen walked to the doorway then rested a minute leaning into Kanda for support. His Asian friend patiently waited for the younger teenager to feel ready to continue on.
'So far, so good,' Allen thought.
He walked out of his bedroom to the top of the stairway. The height made him a little dizzy, but it soon subsided and he could place one foot down onto the step then brought his other foot down.
'Okay, I'm doing it, I'm walking down the stairs,' Allen praised himself. They continued on, one step at a time, until they made it to the bottom of the stairway.
'This feels stupid to have to have Kanda help me like some kind of invalid. How do I get myself into these embarrassing situations,' Allen fretted.
But Allen was pleased with himself once he made it all the way to the living room and then Kanda helped him sit down on the sofa. On the side table next to him was a cup of tea and some cookies. He looked up at Kanda and then back at the refreshments then back at the older teen with a slightly puzzled look on his face.
"That's your treat for making it this far," Kanda smirked down at Allen.
Kanda sat down on the sofa next to him and kissed him gently, but firmly on the lips then picked up the second cup of tea that sat on the coffee table in front of him.
"And the kiss was a treat for both of us," Kanda grinned, and took a sip of the hot beverage.
"Well, drink. Teas good for you and I figured I would have to have at least something sweet to go with your tea," Kanda teased, and took another sip.
"I thought I had all the sweetness I needed with you by my side," snipped Allen.
"Ah, at least you haven't lost your cunning wit," Kanda replied, chuckling.
Actually, Allen was thankful to have Kanda here to help him. It just made things a lot easier for him than dealing with this physical problem alone—Kanda lessened his frustrations. They sat back and enjoyed their hot cup of tea and each other's company. When they had finished resting and drinking their hot beverage, Kanda got up and extended his hand once again to help Allen up.
Allen took Kanda's hand and slowly stood—ready to walk again. This time the dizziness took less time to subside and with Kanda's aid he slowly walked into the dining room then on to the kitchen. It was in the kitchen Allen felt a little light-headed which Kanda's keen eye caught immediately.
Quickly, Kanda pulled out the kitchen chair and sat Allen down to rest again. When he had collected himself and felt able to continue on, he took hold of the table's edge with his one hand and tried to stand up. Of course, the Asian teen was there quickly to assist him. Once standing, Kanda walked him to the back door and opened it. Allen looked at Kanda who nodded for him to go through the doorway.
Once outside, Allen saw two lounge chairs that sat out on the patio in the sun. The weather was comfortable enough to sit in the sun and the warm breeze felt good as it brushed his face. He sat in the lounge chair then leaned back and closed his eyes as he felt the warm sun on his face and took a deep breath of the fresh air.
Kanda sat down in the lounge chair next to him. They sat close enough Kanda could easily reach over and take his hand. He watched Allen's face relax while he soaked up and enjoyed basking in the sun. He sensed Kanda's eyes on him and decided to bring up the subject of last night's conversation.
"Kanda …"
"Hmm … what?" he asked, still looking at Allen's calm face.
"I want to thank you for sharing your … um … personal business with me," Allen whispered, his eyes still closed enjoying the heat on his face.
"You didn't give me much of a choice, now did you?" Kanda replied in a low voice so only Allen would hear.
Allen rolled over on his side to look at Kanda and into those beautiful sapphire blue eyes, the eyes Allen always seemed to drown in.
"I'm glad you never … "
"Well, there the two of you are," the voice of the red-headed Usagi boomed. Kanda rolled his eyes. Neither of them wanted to see the stupid rabbit right now.
"What a surprise, Usagi, how nice of you to come and visit Moyashi," Kanda said, cold and flat, wishing the rabbit would drop into a hole somewhere else.
"What do you expect after hearing about last night? Are the two of you alright?" The baka Usagi questioned them.
"What's up with Alma, Kanda? Hasn't he accepted the two of you are no longer a couple?"
"Not that it's any business of yours, but no, he's not accepting the fact we have broken up," seethed Kanda, pissed the damn rabbit was invading their quiet time together.
"I heard he pulled a knife on the both of you. Allen you must have been scared and how are your injuries by the way? You should have come down to the house, why didn't you come down?" asked Lavi as he fired off one question after another.
"Lavi, stop asking so many damn questions you're giving me a headache," Allen said quietly, trying to keep his head as calm as possible.
"Che, Kanda I heard he cut your bracelet off, too. I was sorry to hear about that. I know it always meant a lot to you," Lavi said, being sincere.
"It's just a bracelet … no big deal," Kanda said evenly, closing his eyes, so no one could read them if they were to betray him.
"But that's always been a treasure to you …"
"Shut up, baka Usagi before I shut it for you," Kanda said angrily, threatening the rabbit.
"Che no need to get violent. Anyway, there's another reason I stopped over. Lenalee and I were talking about all of us going to the amusement park together the Saturday after Thanksgiving Day. We thought with all the accidents that have happened to Allen it would be nice to have some fun. So, what do you say?" Lavi asked excitedly.
Kanda thought a minute, 'this might be good for Moyashi. It might take his mind of everything that's been happening.'
"I'd like to go if I can get rid of my headaches," Allen said, massaging his forehead with his fingers.
"Yeah, I guess I could go too," Kanda replied.
"Great, we'll meet the Saturday after Thanksgiving … say by … eleven or so that morning? Then we can eat lunch together and still have plenty of time to go on the rides. Well, I hate to leave you two love birds, but I'm having dinner over at Lenalee's place and I gotta go," Lavi said, with a sly smile then turned and went back into the house.
Allen caught that sly smile of Lavi's which usually meant trouble for someone, and that someone could either be Kanda or Allen—or both.
"Kanda, would you like to stay and have dinner with me tonight?" Allen asked, his raven haired friend.
'I wonder if after all our kisses Kanda will ask me to be his boyfriend. I can't just assume we are,' Allen thought, as he waited for Kanda's answer.
"Will Cross mind?"
"No, he won't mind if the idiot stayed for dinner," Cross bellowed from the window in the kitchen, "hell he might as well stay the night if it would keep you quiet, brat!"
"Cross you're eavesdropping, again," Allen said, jokingly. Looking at each other the two grinned and Kanda reached his hand over to Allen's.
"What's for dinner, Cross," Kanda added teasingly to Allen's joking tone.
"I'm going out and bringing Chinese food home," Cross retorted, his keys jingling.
"Watch the brat for me while I'm out and you might as well call and ask your foster father over for dinner too, he'll be wondering why you're not home. Hell, I might as well feed the whole damn neighborhood," Cross groused, exaggerating his point. Then the front door slammed shut letting them know he was gone.
Letting go of Allen's hand, Kanda pulled out his cell phone and dialed Tiedoll's number and invited his, surprised, foster father over for a Chinese dinner—an invite by the notorious Cross. He gladly accepted and would drive over within the half-hour.
"Moyashi, you look chilled. The evening air is cooler so why don't we go inside and wait for dinner to arrive," Kanda suggested, getting out of his chair to help him into the house.
Allen sat up, but didn't feel as well as he had earlier. He felt a bit woozy as the older teen helped him to his feet. Kanda noticed the difference in him immediately from when they had came out earlier—he looked paler. Kanda wrapped an arm around Moyashi's waist to assist him—concerned he may faint.
The younger teen definitely wasn't doing as well as he had on his first attempt at walking. When they made it to the dining room, Allen became light-headed and his knees buckled ready to faint. Kanda swung him up into his arms and carried him to the sofa to sit him down.
"Kanda, please don't tell Cross I almost faint, again," Allen pleaded, holding his head, his eyes dazed. Kanda figured his head must be spinning again as his complexion has now turned ashen.
"Don't worry about it. Why don't we watch some television for a while maybe it would help take your mind off things while you rest," Kanda said, squatting in front of Allen, placing his fingers under his chin and leaned in giving him a kiss. Then he got up for the remote and pressed on.
He found a blanket to wrap Allen in before he sat down putting his arm around him. Allen leaned his head on Kanda's shoulder just like when they had watched their first movie together. To Kanda, it still felt perfect with his arm around Moyashi.
While they watched a program, Kanda absent-mindedly ran his fingers through his soft-white hair, rubbing the side of his face against the silky locks. He kissed Allen's head and inhaled his sweet scent which made him heady.
"Moyashi, I want to ask you something," Kanda said quietly, kissing his head again and Allen snuggled closer to him.
"Sure, you can ask me anything," Allen answered content in his friend's arms.
Their quiet moment together was interrupted when Tiedoll and Cross came through the front door. The crumpling of paper bags being carried into the house was a sign that their dinner had arrived. The smell was incredibly divine and Kanda thought he would lose his cuddling Moyashi to the delicious smell of food.
But Allen didn't want to move and snuggled even closer to Kanda not ready to leave his side, just yet. Cross stopped in the dining room and glance at the two young teenagers nestled close to each other on the sofa. Tiedoll came up in back of Cross.
"You know, Tiedoll, they really do care about each other. I don't think I've seen Allen this happy in quite some time," Cross whispered. Tiedoll placed his hand on Cross's shoulder.
"They deserve each other, and it breaks my heart that Alma won't leave Kanda alone. They do have deep feelings for each other that have finally begun to surface, and even more than earlier," Tiedoll answered back quietly.
"Hell, let's just fix a plate for each of them and leave them alone," Cross said, and headed back into the kitchen with Tiedoll following.
"Cross you're starting to get soft. Which by the way, I like seeing you caring about Allen again. I know you don't want to show it and I guess that's okay for now, but he's going to need you beside him at some point and you know it," Tiedoll said as he leaned into Cross's shoulder while they each fixed a plate for the boys before heading back to the living room.
"Okay you two love birds, you have to eat something so here's dinner," Cross said sternly, bringing out TV trays and sat their plates on it.
Reluctantly, the two sat up straight letting go of each other to eat their dinner. Kanda was surprised Allen didn't seem to have the appetite he general did. He was worried if he had hit his head harder than they thought, but Allen smiled at him and his stomach fluttered.
"Allen you look tired," Kanda quietly said as he saw him fighting to stay awake.
"Yeah, I guess I am. I didn't think being up would make me this fatigued," Allen said, barely eating any of his food.
Cross and Tiedoll had finished their dinner and glanced into the living room to see how the boys were doing. They both noticed Allen was not doing well and looked very tired and pale. Cross whispered to Tiedoll and he nodded his answer.
"Allen you look like you need to go to bed. I think you have had enough for one day. I'm going to drive Tiedoll home…"
"Kanda, I'll leave the car keys on the entry table so you can drive home later, son. I think Allen could use your company for awhile longer," Tiedoll said as he stood in the living room with Cross. Allen was fading fast. Tiedoll nudged Cross in the side.
"I'll carry Allen up to his room and put him to bed." Cross started to walk over to the sofa but Kanda interrupted him.
"You and Tiedoll go ahead, I'll carry Moyashi to his room and stay with him until he falls asleep," Kanda replied, as Allen tilted and leaned against his shoulder, closing his eyes.
"Alright, I need to do a few things before I come back, so it may be a while," Cross said, and glanced over at Tiedoll, but Tiedoll was fishing the car keys out of his coat pocket for Kanda and didn't catch on right away.
"The car keys are on the front entry table. Take your time son and I'll see you later," Tiedoll said and bent down and gave Kanda a hug. The two adults walked out into the entryway and Cross escorted Tiedoll out the door. The boys heard the door click shut.
"Come on Moyashi, I'll carry you to bed," Kanda whispered, and kissed his forehead. He took the blanket off him and picked up his tired, light body and walked to the stairway.
When they reached the top, Kanda walked into Allen's bedroom and flipped on the light switch inside the doorway, then carried him to his bed and laid him down. He closed the drapes and turned on a light that was less bright to shut off the overhead light so it didn't blare in Allen's eyes.
Kanda came back to the bed and fluffed his pillows fixing the covers around him and then sat in the chair next to the bed.
"Moyashi, do you need anything else?" he asked taking his hand. Allen's drawn face looked at Kanda, his eyes circled with red rings around them he was so tired.
"I'm embarrassed to ask, but … would it be too strange if you … lie in my bed with me for awhile and just hold me?" Allen asked his voice sounding anxious. Kanda didn't even answer Allen, but stood up, slipped out of his shoes, and lifted the covers to slide in bed next to him.
"Are you okay to roll onto your side, Moyashi?" Kanda whispered.
Allen rolled over on his side and Kanda slid down having Allen curl his back into his chest. Kanda's heart was pounding hard being this close to him. This was what he had wanted to do since the night he had tucked Allen into bed after the movie.
Allen snuggled in closer to Kanda's chest. His arm draped over Allen's waist, holding him, and his sweet scent once again wafted strong into Kanda's nostrils.
"Close your eyes, Moyashi and sleep. Tomorrow will be a better day," Kanda whispered into Allen's ear. If only he could kiss and nibble on Allen's ear. Kanda sighed heavily as he molded his body into Moyashi's back.
"Please don't leave Kanda, stay with me," Allen's words slurred as he drifted to sleep, content in Kanda's arms.
"I won't leave you Moyashi, I'll always be by your side," Kanda whispered, gently kissing the back of his head. But Allen was already asleep and didn't hear Kanda's soft word that floated to him.
This was a night to just hold Allen and enjoy their closeness. Kanda hadn't intended to sleep all night in Allen's bed with him, but the warmth radiating off Allen and his scent had calmed Kanda so much that he slept the whole night holding the younger teenager.
Since that night they had spent together, Kanda had been coming over to Allen's house after school to spend time with him. Once in awhile he brought over some homework a teacher would give him to pass onto Allen. Of course, Allen wasn't always in the best of moods since his recovery was taking much longer than he wanted.
But, he had made progress with his dizzy spells and he hasn't had any in the past three days. The doctor finally gave the okay for Allen to return to school and his spirits lifted tremendously knowing he could get back into the grind of things.
One thing that bothered Allen was he could only remember some hazy memories when Kanda had spent the night with him. Of course, just when he finally is in bed with the Asian beauty he had to be too tired and dizzy to even make out with him. The one thing he did remember was the warmth of Kanda's body next to his, and every time he thought about it, it always made his pants too tight.
Allen remembered it had been a surprise to both Kanda and him when Cross had brought breakfast upstairs for them, never saying anything derogatory—which says a lot in Cross's case. But then again, Cross was the one who brought up the whole sex thing at Halloween, but he knew nothing would happen between them that night due to Allen's physical condition.
The older teen had already told him they would be practicing fencing after Kanda got home from school today, and Allen was more than ready to get back to improving his fencing skills.
It also had been difficult practicing on his new piano and was anxious to get his cast off so he could get back to feeling the keyboard under his fingertips again.
Right now, Allen was at his appointment to have his cast removed—finally. Once the noise had ended in cutting the cast in half, the doctor broke the rest of it apart. Man, it felt great to be free of that hot, molded plaster that had made his arm itch. The doctor moved his arm in different directions to see if he had any pain.
"He's okay to go, and young man I don't want to see you back here again, all broken up, behave yourself," the doctor said smiling and Cross shook his hand. Allen couldn't wait to get in the car. He had something on his mind he wanted to talk to his guardian about, but had kept putting it off never finding a good time to ask.
Thanksgiving was coming up within the next week and Allen wanted to have a real Thanksgiving dinner with friends around. His concern was how his guardian would feel about this. So, on their way back from the hospital Allen decided to bring up the topic.
"Cross are we going to have Thanksgiving dinner this year, together?" he asked nonchalantly, looking out his window.
"Why are you asking me this?" Cross asked as he glanced quickly over at the brat.
"I just thought it would be nice to invite a few friends for dinner, like maybe Mr. Tiedoll and Kanda. I'd ask Lavi and Panda, but they already have out of town plans with relatives, and Lenalee is going to her brother's house for the day," Allen said quietly, nervous about what his guardian's response will be.
"I don't cook, so how is it you're planning on having a dinner made?" Cross asked suspiciously, as he squinted at Allen with his usual scowl.
"Well, I've never attempted cooking anything like that, but I'm willing to give it a try, maybe I could rope Kanda into helping me," Allen said smiling, thinking how adamantly his friend would refuse.
"You could always bribe him with sex," Cross said grinning, embarrassing the hell out the brat.
"Cross! That's despicable!" Allen exclaimed blushing, not that he wouldn't mind experiencing it with Kanda.
"Well, I know he's kissed you, that I saw in the hospital that neither one of you hid. I've also seen the look in that boy's eyes on quite a few occasions where I swear he'd rip your clothes off if I wasn't there. And you're telling me he hasn't attempted to have sex with you?" Cross asked which made Allen feel really uncomfortable about the subject.
There is a moment of silence.
"Well, has he?" he asked. Cross was not going to let it go until Allen answered for some ungodly reason.
"No, he hasn't," Allen whispered, more to himself than to Cross.
"Humph, teenagers!" Cross responded. Allen wondered why Cross thought he should be having sex when most of his friend's parents were anti-sex at his age. Interesting to say the least.
Cross pulled into the driveway parking the car. Again, they sat for a moment—neither said a word.
"I don't care if you want to invite them over, only you'll have to cook the meal, is that understood?" Cross said, giving into the damn brat. Anyway, he was hoping to spend Thanksgiving with Tiedoll and Allen just provided the solution for that to happen.
"Thanks Cross, you won't be disappointment!" Allen said cheerfully, Cross rolled his eyes, wondering if he had already made a mistake giving him permission.
"Oh and I told Kanda I would be over at his house when he got home from school to practice fencing," he said, his voice full of excitement.
"Don't overdo it, the last thing we need is to have something else go wrong," Cross retorted, getting out of the car, Allen right behind him.
"I'll be leaving now, so I'll see you later," Allen said, and started out the driveway to Kanda's house.
It didn't take long for Allen to sped walk over to Tiedoll's house and he received his usual warm welcome.
"Nice to see your cast is off, Allen. Kanda's downstairs waiting for you. I'll bring down some refreshments in a while," Tiedoll said, his brown eyes shining. Seems he's in a good mood too.
Allen removed his shoes at the front door and walked over to the stairway quickly descending to the basement, going directly to the training room.
"Moyashi, I have your things laid out. Go ahead and get dressed and I'll be right back. I'm happy to see the cast off your arm," he said, greeting him with a smile.
Funny, now that he was standing in front of Kanda to ask about Thanksgiving, he was suddenly very nervous about approaching the subject of employing Kanda's help. So, he smiled back at his raven hair friend and went quickly into the dressing room to change.
He walked over to retrieve his weapon from the case and when he turned around Kanda was standing, very close, in front of him, and like always his body started tingling all over.
The way Kanda looked at him he wondered if this was the look Cross had been talking about. Because he would love to tear Kanda's clothing off right now just to see his naked body. It must had been a mutual thought, because Kanda pulled him into his arms giving him the hottest, wettest, deep kiss, making Allen's toes curl.
"Let's start practice, Moyashi, or we may not get to practice today," Kanda whispered breathlessly, his lips barely touching Allen's.
"Okay," Allen whispered quietly, panting, and still dazed by Kanda's 'WOW' kiss.
During their practice Allen kept making the most basic mistakes that he was far too experienced to make. They would try it again and then move onto another exercise in footwork. He was quickly losing his patience and so was Kanda.
"What the fuck is wrong with you today? You know better than to do a sequence like that, you left yourself wide open to get hit. You've practiced that move a thousand times. Let's take a break," Kanda said, annoyed with Allen's lack of attention.
"I'm sorry, maybe I still feel a little off kilter, and my timings off. Or, it may be because I have something on my mind I want to discuss with you," Allen said, taking off his mask, shaking his white hair out.
'Shit, I wish he wouldn't do that when he takes his masks off, it makes him look so sexy.' Kanda thought, and quickly brought his attention back to the conversation.
"Okay, what is it you want to talk about?" Kanda asked, now calming down, giving the kid a break remembering it has been quite a while since Allen's last practice.
"I talked with Cross about what we're doing for Thanksgiving this year and he is … well … he's letting me invite you and your foster father over for dinner. The problem is I have to cook the dinner and I need help in doing that," Allen explained nervously, and saw a twitch to Kanda's eyebrow.
"Wait … no … no fucking way am I helping with cooking, anything!" Kanda raised his voice. But someone else thought it was a great idea.
"What a wonderful idea Allen, Kanda is pretty good in the kitchen when he applies himself and yes we would love to join you for Thanksgiving dinner." Tiedoll looked over to his son with a look that said—'you are going to do this'.
Kanda knew 'that' peculiar look all too well and knew he was not going to get out of helping Allen cook this dinner.
"Is there anyone else who will be coming to your little dinner party?" Kanda asked sweetly, his eyes threw daggers at Allen.
"Well, I'm not sure, Cross didn't mention if he had anyone else in mind to join us, but of course he always could," Allen said. He looked from Kanda to Tiedoll, now realizing he was in big trouble with Kanda over this.
"That's no problem for two wonderful cooks like yourselves," Tiedoll smiled at the both of them.
"Oh, here are some refreshments for the two of you. Well, I must get back to my painting," Tiedoll said cheerfully and left the room.
"Thanks, idiot, now I have to help you make a Thanksgiving dinner. How many of these Thanksgiving dinners have you put on before?" Kanda asked, narrowing his eyes at Allen, wondering what he had just gotten himself into.
"Well … let's see … honestly? None," Allen said, with a straight face, hoping Kanda wasn't going to cut him in half with that sword.
"Che," was all Kanda said.
"Well, I guess I'd better get going, uh … you know … with school and all tomorrow … and uh … first day back," Allen said, putting his hands up in front of him, protecting himself from any sudden moves Kanda would make as he backed up towards the changing area.
"Moyashi, I think we better talk about payment for putting me on the spot like that. Let's see, what would it be worth to you," Kanda's voice suddenly sounded very sexy, and the look in his eyes, well, Allen swallowed hard and was a bit excited with what they might come up with for payment as Kanda's fingers intertwined with his backing him into a wall and started kissing him—deeply.
"Kanda your coach in on the phone," Tiedoll hollered down the stairs. Kanda pulled away from their battle of tongues, reluctantly, to answer Tiedoll.
"I'll be right up," Kanda raised his voice, so his foster father could hear him then signed heavily resting his forehead on Allen's.
"Okay, I'll help you with the dinner, but we need to talk about—,"
"Kanda, he's waiting for you," Tiedoll hollered down again. Tiedoll didn't want to have to interrupt the two in whatever practice they were doing, but his coach was a man of little patience.
"Change and we can talk later. I'll give you a ride home," Kanda said as he turned and rushed up the stairs. 'Why the hell doesn't the moron use my cell phone number instead of the house one,' Kanda thought to himself irritated at his coach. 'There always some asshole interrupting us!'
To be continued …
A/N: Wow, that took quite awhile to write in one week. Hopefully, everyone enjoyed it. Our adorable couple is getting closer, but Allen would like confirmation from Kanda that he considers him his boyfriend.
But can you believe, Kanda accepted helping Allen with Thanksgiving dinner? Now, that should be a treat! ha-ha Interesting how Allen played right into Cross's hand in getting him and Tiedoll together for the holiday dinner.
Well, I'll have my hands full this weekend and next week to get the whole story written and edited! Thank goodness I'm not making Thanksgiving dinner! Until next time … Everyone have a great weekend!