Hana: Hello everyone~
Allen: ACHOO!
Hana: Gesundheit.
Allen: Thanbs...ugh...
Lavi: As y'all can see, Allen here caught himself a little cold...that being said, why ain't ya in bed resting?
Allen: ...I dun wanna talb about id.
Hana: Eh...yeah, anyway, XavierForest and I don't own DGM. I think it'd be pretty different if either of us did.
Lavi: So, sit back and enjoy this new chapter! -read through it- That reminds me, I need to have a word or two with Two-Spot. -walks off-
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+ - Chapter 29 - +
Lenalee sighed, looking at her boyfriend. "You know what I'm thinking right now, Lavi?"
"That I'm totally bored? That Yu needs to get laid? Allen needs to learn Yu is basically head-over-heals in love with him?"
"I think those last two go hand in hand when I think of it..."
"Huh. Well, let's get them closer and maybe, just maybe Allen'll open up enough to accept Yu's feelings...and see if we can get Yu to correctly express his feelings or something."
"That, Bookman Jr., is improbable." Lavi blinked, before jumping in fright upon seeing a German intruder in his home. "By the way, your door was unlocked."
Lavi glowered at the blonde male, heart still racing from the earlier scare. "Okay, great, my door was open...wait. HEY, YOU LOCK PICKED!"
"I did no such thing." Link defended, the gleam in those black eyes saying otherwise. "Now back to a more interesting topic: it is impossible for Yu Kanda to act as a normal person would when attracted to someone."
"You breaking into my house IS an interesting topic!" The red-head shot back.
"I'm with Lavi on this one...why did you break into his house?"
"I may not look it, but I got a brain that remembers EVERYTHING I see, hear, and all that other fun shit." Lavi informed the other, crossing his arms. "Mind games like that wouldn't work on me."
"Back on the subject at hand-"
"Don't ignore me!"
"I can say with the utmost confidence Kanda lacks proper skills in socializing in general."
Lavi had half a mind to throw something, ANYTHING, at his German intruder. "I'm a person too, dammit!"
"I suppose you're right..." Lenalee said, "But I really want "Yullen" to commence...and going slow is obviously going to put a strain on Kanda's willpower..."
"Going too fast would result in Allen Walker becoming frightened of the situation." Link pointed out.
Lavi sighed, and went to the couch, deciding that if he was gonna be ignored, he'd ignore them for a bit by seeing what was on TV.
"I dunno; I mean, Kanda already sucked him off, and Allen hasn't run away yet." The Chinese woman mused.
That got the Intelligence agent's attention. "Excuse me? He did what?"
Lenalee flinched as she realized just what it was she'd let slip. "Crap."
"The next time I see Yu Kanda, I'll make sure he never so much as THINKS of Allen Walker in such ways!"
"But if he still sticks around, then Allen must feel something towards Kanda, Link." Lena was determined to have the German male to not kill one of her friends, and possibly ruin any chances of 'Yullen', coming to fruition.
"He's a dead man walking." Link sullenly declared.
Lenalee found herself wishing she kept her mouth shut. She wondered what Allen was up to...he was in the care of her brother, and that did make her a little bit nervous...
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Allen sneezed, groaning in displeasure. "How on earth do you get a cold?" Komui asked, checking the thermometer.
"You gib lebf in the ice." He pulled the covers over his head, trying to keep in any of the otherwise escaping heat from his body.
"Yes, that would do it, wouldn't it?" A groan in response, "I'll be back in a few minutes with some soup. I promise, nothing funny goes in. If you were Lavi on the other hand..."
"Jus' go gib the stubid soup."
"Right, right. Rest up." With that said, Komui left to go downstairs.
Another sneeze wracked its way through the boy's body, leaving his throat sore. If only that bastard hadn't dropped him like that! All he did was comment on yet another one of those innuendoes that always seemed to have a perverted meaning when directed at him. If the Japanese man hadn't appreciated the response given, he shouldn't have said anything in the first place.
He groaned once again, and turned on his side, curling into a ball. Why did being sick have to make you feel so cold, but at the same time make you feel so freaking hot? He only felt lucky he didn't have any classes anymore...at least at the current moment. Stupid NOAH with their twisted stupid ways...that idiot man for dropping him like that!
A sigh escaped the boy's lips. In the last ten hours since he woke up feeling like shit, his mind somehow found its way back to Kanda. Why was it that perverted horny bastard kept plaguing his thoughts? Was he sicker than he thought he was?
He shuddered at the thought. Sick both physically AND mentally; because that was always pleasant.
"Why ib hab to be me?" He wondered. He supposed it was a good thing he didn't have a cough. He'd be hacking his guts out by now if that were the case.
Minutes later, his door opens, the smell of chicken noodle soup barely makes it past his sense of smell. It really sucked having a stuffy nose. "Koboi?"
"Expecting Kanda?" Komui jokingly said, though Allen groaned at the name. "No? Well, good thing I shooed him away then." Allen shot up, and looked at Komui with wide eyes.
"He wab here? Why? I thougb he hab worb!"
"Oh he does. More the reason I shooed him off. Besides, I thought you'd like to not deal with a pervert in your current state." As he spoke, Komui had walked to the boy's bedside, placing the soup on the stand beside him. "Was I wrong in assuming that?"
"No...grabeful, really." He fell back down to the pillows, the action of suddenly rising, taking its toll on his body. "Ugh..I habe being sick..."
"I see. Anyway; I'll leave the soup here if you get hungry. Is there anything else you need?"
Watching as Komui moved to leave, the boy realized that now was a good a time a any to ask. It wouldn't hurt to get as many different perspectives as possible. "Kobui?"
"Hm?" The Chinese man's hand hovered above the door handle.
Chest tightening, Allen met the other's confused stare. "Why don' you habe me?"
"Hate you?" The Chinese male looked to Allen in surprise. "Allen, why would you ask if I hated you?"
"I jusb wanna know." Komui lowered his hand, and looked over to the sick child in bed. "Why don' you habe me?"
"Well...'hate', is a rather strong word when used towards another person. Sometimes it's justified, however, the majority of the time it's not. To say you hate the NOAH, for example, can be justified, for all they put you through, and all the despair they caused to those around them."
Allen cocked his head to the side, a gesture indicating his confusion. "I don' gib whad you mean."
"You're as much a victim as the poor souls who end up in my morgue. I can't hate a child who was forced into a world he wanted no part of."
"But I still killed all dose peoble." The ex-assassin, face dejected.
Komui sighed. "Allen... You're making it sound like you WANT someone to hate you."
"Why shoubln't dey?"
"Because the killer they made you believe yourself to be, isn't who you really are."
"But I-"
"You," the older man interrupted, "have been used, abused and forced into doing things that you never even wanted to do; you're as much of a victim as anyone else. Don't hate yourself for something that you didn't have any control over."
"...ad least answer dis. Whud is id aboud me thad you don' hade then?"
"You're a kind caring young gent. From my perspective, you're also not a threat to my sister, and that's a good reason as any for me." Allen couldn't help but catch the double meaning in that phrasing. He wouldn't harm Lenalee, and he didn't see her, or any woman for that matter as he thought of it, as someone he could call a lover.
So then... he was... gay? That sounded about right; never had a woman turned him on like Kan-
Allen's face turned pale. Was he about to think...? No way!
"If I didn't know better, I'd say something clicked in that mind of yours." Komui said with a chuckle. "You know, Kanda is trying. He does care for you. He may not seem like it, but I can assure you, he too has a heart that can break."
"He's a perbert!" Allen muttered into the sheets that he now had pulled up to his chin, causing him to appear younger and even more innocent.
Komui chuckled at the boy's antics. "Yes, he is, but that could be from the fact he hadn't gotten laid since Alma, I think it'd be."
Alma? Since Alma? That was...from what Kanda told him, almost a year or so ago, wasn't it? He supposed he could understand someone being that horny after that long of time, but still! "Thab's no ebscuse!"
"Has he physically done anything to you as of recently that warrants him doing perverted things?" In his sickened mind, Allen recalled the past few days since the bet. No...Kanda really hadn't tried anything physical since then...did that mean anything, or was that because of the bet?
The boy wondered just how long Kanda would be able to hold himself back before he'd once again find himself with his pants down and those skilled fingers-
CRAP! Just thinking about it, even as sick as he was, turned him on. "He's a bastard!"
What on earth was wrong with him!? He couldn't think of Kanda that way...could he? "Aw, that's so cute, you're in denial~!"
"Shuddup, Koboi!"
By this point, Allen's ears had turned a faint pink and it was getting even harder to banish the images from his mind.
That sexy smirk. Those smoldering midnight blue eyes. Calloused hands pleasuring him in ways he couldn't even begin to comprehend.
Yes, he decided; he was definitely sick.
"You know, Allen. You may not realize this now, but I think you'd be very good for our resident homicidal warrior. Give it a little more thought." He left before Allen could argue.
"Me? Goob for him...?" Allen asked no one in particular.
If he were to be honest, Allen knew that it should be the other way around; Kanda was good for him. And he wasn't talking about relationship-wise. If it weren't for that annoying pervert of a man, the boy knew that he'd still be following the orders of NOAH and killing whoever they deemed to be a nuisance. So, for that at least, he was thankful. He had now achieved something he'd never thought possible; he was happy. Even if he got molested on nearly a daily basis. Even if his emotions were in complete disarray. And even if that happiness was only temporary.
Allen lifted his left arm, looking at it from every angle it was capable of. Besides Mana, Kanda didn't flinch at the state of his appendage. HE didn't threaten to beat him if he didn't keep it out of sight. He...accepted it. Even kissed it...a chill ran through his body, but this time it had nothing to do with his fever.
He remembered how the elder often looked at him, and of all the looks, he was pretty sure the ones that cared, and that look that made him feel like just letting go of his pride were both, much to his surprise, his personal favorites...gentle touches, teasing fingers...and the way his lips felt...there was no derailing his thoughts as he stifled a groan, feeling a heat pooling below. Arrogant, proud, and held himself like no one else Allen had known throughout his life.
How would his hair feel if he could comb his fingers through it? Would his muscles twitch if he grazed his own hands upon them? He felt himself squirming, swearing that could almost feel calloused hands caressing him through his thin nightclothes. He closed his eyes, the feelings seemed stronger this way. His imagination only ran wild, and he did nothing to make them cease.
He wanted to be touched, wanted the hands to be real. A whimper escaped his parted lips as he thought of what those hands would do to him if they were in fact real. Would they continue where they'd left off in the cinema? Or... perhaps... would they go further...? Would those long and slender finger... just maybe... go... inside?
It was all too much for the poor boy. His sweating form writhing around on the bed, Allen slid a hand down to the waistband of his pants, wanting nothing more than to make this feeling last forever.
Rolling onto his stomach, he lifted his rear up enough where his right hand could stroke his growing arousal. He looked opened his eyes half mast to his left hand, the one now before him, with wanton eyes. He remembered how Kanda had taken the fingers of that hand into his mouth, the way his tongue had played with them...the boy found himself trying to mimic that, placing three into his mouth, wetting them, what if...that hand was Kanda's? Kanda's fingers in his mouth, telling him to get them nice and wet...
Where would they go...? He pulled them out of his mouth, his flannel night-pants and cotton boxers were now pooling at his knees from lord knows when, his face in the pillows, and he traced his quivering virgin entrance. He plunged the first finger in.
He gasped at the uncomfortable feeling, but continued on still, pushing his finger past the ring of muscle till his vision flashed white. Barely able to muffle the scream that followed, Allen joined the first finger with a second, wincing slightly.
If it was Kanda doing this... oh god! Just thinking about it made it all the more embarrassing! And... pleasurable. He wanted Kanda. He wanted the Japanese man to bend him over and use those sinful fingers to make him see stars.
The more the thought of what the elder could do to him, the more he found himself lost in throes of his self pleasuring, pretending it was the Japanese male to do this to him. His right hand had been idle, and quickly found a use for it. Now pumping his straining cock, he soon had his thumb over his fleshy head. He almost screamed, would Kanda too prevent him release so soon?
Perhaps as punishment for making him wait so long for him to take him...he could feel a thin line of drool fall from the corner of his mouth, but he could care less as his left hand continued to to fuck his ass. The coil was stretching...it'd be a short time before he'd cum...he was sure of it...he imagined a sadistic grin upon the other male's face. 'Beg for it, my moyashi', he would say...never had that name made him feel so aroused...'beg for your release.'
"Ka-Kanda..." And like a rubber band, the coil snapped, and the boy came hard onto his hand, stomach, and sheets. He removed his hands from his nether regions, and fell to his bed, completely spent from his self-explorations. "I...loveā¦" his own words drowned out, as the promise of sleep embraced his tired form.
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Kanda glared towards his lunch, as though it were the culprit of all his frustration. His original plan had been to spend his lunch break checking up on the bean, only to get shooed away by Komui, stating the younger had gotten a cold. It explained why he didn't see him with Lenalee and Lavi on his way over. But to not at least see his Moyashi was driving him crazy.
Vaguely he wondered what the boy was up to.
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Poor Allen x) All sick and stuff...that's what happens when you're lefto n the ice for too long I guess. Well then~! Give this story some well deserved love :) Maybe Allen'll feel better by Monday...maybe better than better ;)
R&R lovelies! And Happy Holidays too! :D
