"You should be more careful."
Allen was sitting on a bed in the infirmary, currently having his sprained ankle and a few cuts tended to. The brunette nurse caring for him was firm, but tender. She must be the new nurse Lavi and Krory were telling him about. She was young and pretty with a serious look on her face. "Thank you, um…"
"Adelina." She answered, securing the wrap on his foot. "You don't have to thank me. Just promise me to be more careful next time."
Her words made him smile, and even though he couldn't completely promise he wouldn't get hurt on missions, it made him happy to hear them. "I'll certainly try my best." He said with a chuckle.
Seeming to accept his answer, she gave a small nod as she finished up with his bandages. As she cleaned up, Allen looked at her again. "You remind me a lot of Head Nurse."
"Well, I should hope so." She said, throwing away some trash. "She's my aunt."
Gasping at the unexpected answer, Allen looked at her again. "No way."
That got a smile from the nurse. "Yes way."
Allen began to chat with her about this until Kanda dropped by, coming to check on him. After saying goodbye to Adelina, Allen hobbled off with the General, telling him about what he just learned. Making their way to the cafeteria, he reiterated the information to a certain redhead.
"I KNEW IT!" Lavi shouted, slamming his fists on the table. "I knew I knew that scary energy from somewhere!"
"They're not scary, Lavi! They're just strict!" Allen argued. As the two bickered with each other, Kanda kept looking over his shoulder, clearly distracted. He barely caught when the bean sprout said, "Right, Kanda?"
Returning his attention back to his soba, he answered, "I don't care." He took a mouthful of noodles and Lavi scoffed.
"Wrong person to ask, Bean Sprout. Yuu has absolutely no knowledge when it comes to women." Lavi said confidently, crossing his arms and leaning back a bit.
Allen had picked up a fork and was ready to stab Lavi in the hand with it before the redhead moved it, glaring at his friend for calling him a bean sprout.
"I have the knowledge to shove my foot up your ass." Kanda said, picking up another clump of noodles with his chopsticks. "So if you'd like me to teach you, then go ahead and call me by my first name again."
"And my name is Allen." The younger man piped up, sticking a strawberry in his mouth. He had noticed how distracted Kanda was, but he ignored it. He thought it was strange when Timcanpy began looking off in the same direction that Kanda had been.
So when they were walking to Komui's office, Allen decided to question him about it. At first, Kanda didn't seem like he wanted to tell him, but with another glance over his shoulder, he let out a small 'tch' in annoyance. "Why don't you ask your shadow back there? I'm sure he'd be happy to explain now, since he didn't want to confront you a few months ago."
Allen was incredibly confused, especially when no one made a move behind him.
Becoming more annoyed, Kanda turned his whole body in that direction. "Get out here, you bastard. You owe him an explanation."
Allen was going to ask Kanda what he was going on about. Did he hit his head during the mission? As he opened his mouth to speak, someone finally stepped out into view. Allen's eyes widened and his jaw dropped as Howard Link stepped toward them, looking clearly displeased to be caught. "Nothing misses your eye, does it, General Kanda?"
"Link?" Allen spoke in disbelief. "I… You died. You were dead!" He exclaimed, tears brimming in his eyes. "Why are you alive?"
Link was silent for a moment as he decided to leave out the specific details. "I was healed after I was attacked. And I was ordered to keep following you in secret after you fled from the Order. I'm sorry." He said, averting his gaze to the floor. "I intended to do so quietly, but, as the General said, he caught on a few months ago."
Allen was in disbelief as the former Crow relayed the information to him. He stood there in silence, staring blankly at the floor. Another cover up executed by Central. Kanda glanced at him, trying to see if he was okay. He was about to speak when Allen beat him to the punch.
"Would you have told me?" The words came off as an almost whisper. "Link?"
The silence was nearly deafening as no one spoke. Allen felt his chest tighten, believing that Link was basically admitting to not trusting him.
Link turned his head away, closing his eyes for a moment. Of course he would have told him if he could. But he wasn't in such an easy position. As much as he trusted and wanted to support Allen Walker, he was still under Central's thumb and, unfortunately, that's what had to come first. Letting out a soft sigh, he turned his back to walk the other way. "Rouvelier will be waiting for you in Chief Komui's office."
When Allen picked up his head, Link was gone. He felt Kanda grip his shoulder carefully. The gentle touch was enough to make Allen crack, a shaky breath leaving him as he buried his face in Kanda's chest, shoulders trembling as he held in a sob.
Already being in a shitty mood, now Allen had to prepare himself to be greeted by who had to be one of his least favorite people on the entire planet. Malcolm C. Rouvelier, a man who seemed to intentionally go out of his way to make his life a living hell on Earth.
Opening the door to the Chief's office, the first thing Allen saw was how upset and annoyed Komui looked, something uncharacteristic for the Chinese man. In front of him on the couch was Rouvelier, who turned to look back at the two Exorcists who had just walked in. Without smiling, he stayed in place. "Well, it's been quite a while hasn't it, Mr. Walker?"
Allen glared at the Director, his mouth pressed into a thin line.
"What do you want?" Kanda demanded bitterly, earning a glare from the Director and a look of shock from the Chief.
"I wanted to see the state of Allen Walker with my own eyes. I don't need your permission to do that." The words made Kanda glare at him, clenching his fists.
Allen was just as upset as Kanda was, but kept himself composed. The last thing he needed was another reason for Central to point an accusing finger at him. "Were the Crow's reports from the other day not good enough?"
"Like I said. I wanted to see you with my own eyes." Rouvelier said, standing up. He smoothed out his clothes as he turned to face them. "Last time I saw you, you weren't you, were you? You were the Fourteenth Noah."
Allen's blood began to run cold, his brows knitting together in displeasure.
"I suppose I should thank you, though. Through your treacherous actions in letting Alma Karma escape, Yuu Kanda survived and we gained a new General." He said, giving one of the most unfriendly smiles either of them had ever seen. "Maybe under different circumstances, we'd have two new Generals."
"With all due respect," Komui suddenly interjected after the jab at Allen, "what is it you've come here to see? You read your reports. You can see Allen is here, still himself."
"With all due respect, Chief Komui," Rouvelier said, a hint of aggravation in his voice, "everyone seems to think everything is all happy-go-lucky now that Mr. Walker has returned. The three of you need to understand that no matter how hard he tries to hide it, he still harbors the Fourteenth within him and can switch at any moment. Not to mention the blatant disregard of orders given to him at the North American Branch. We can't excuse every mistake he makes and depending on the severity, he will be punished accordingly." Rouvelier explained, pacing with his hands behind his back. Allen didn't appreciate how the older man spoke of him like he wasn't even there. His fists trembled softly, a lump forming in his throat.
"I understand." He said, lowering his head. The response shocked both Kanda and Komui.
Giving another sickening smile, Rouvelier nodded. "I'm glad you do, Mr. Walker. If you'll excuse me, gentlemen, I'll take my leave now. It's been a pleasure." He said, giving a cold glance to Allen before leaving the office.
Kanda let out a string of curses, making Allen flinch for a moment. "Why didn't you tell me he would be here?!" He yelled, turning his attention to Komui, who gave him an apologetic look.
"I'm sorry. He didn't tell us he was coming, he just showed up." He tried to explain. "You know I would have if I knew, Kanda."
"Would you have?" Kanda snapped.
Komui was clearly hurt by the remark and Allen saw it. Grabbing the older Exorcist by the arm, Allen tried to get him to stop his tirade. "Kanda, enough. Komui's not out to get us and you know it. Just calm down."
As much as their Supervisor annoyed the living hell out of him, much like an older brother, Kanda knew he wasn't against them. Still, he was feeling bitter. Thinking of a way to have some sort of leverage over Central, he turned his head to look past Allen, looking at the third member in the room. "Howard Link is alive. Central faked his funeral."
Kanda was almost certain Komui was about to faint, and was honestly a little disappointed when he didn't, even though he was absolutely frozen in shock. He did notice the outrage on Allen's face. "Why would you throw Link under the carriage like that?"
"Like he's not doing the same to you." Kanda scoffed, pulling his arm away. "Central is trying everything in its power to catch you off guard. You need to start trying to stay one step ahead of them."
Allen knew Kanda was just frustrated. He was also frustrated, but he didn't have the luxury of being able to voice his outrage. So as much as it killed him, Allen bit his tongue each time Central came to check on him.
Soon, his seventeenth birthday came and went. Around Lenalee's birthday, in hopes that it would lift the spirits of everyone around the Order, the Chief's office announced that in May, there would be a grand ball for everyone available to attend. As Bridget broadcasted it across the castle, some shuffling could be heard as Komui grabbed for the speaker. "And no one skips! Kanda, this means you!"
Around April, Allen's abdominal wound had completely healed, much to everyone's amazement and relief. The Fourteenth hadn't attempted an appearance since the last time back in December. Therefore, Allen was cleared to go on missions without needing Kanda there, although it was still preferred.
As the date of the ball, May 15th, drew closer, Allen couldn't help but feel excited for the event. The Earl's activity was strangely quiet, so a decent amount of the Order's personnel were able to be there. Earlier, he had stopped by the infirmary to pick up a few bandages to see Head Nurse and a few veteran nurses insisting that Adelina go to the event with a few other new nurses.
"I can't, it's my job to be here and help you guys with any patients." She insisted, cheeks lightly flushed.
Head Nurse was holding her niece's hands in her own. "Nonsense. There are plenty of us here in the infirmary. The four of you should go and have fun. I'm not taking another no as an answer." Two other nurses nodded and agreed.
It warmed his heart to see Head Nurse exerting her caring energy onto her own flesh and blood. It was just the little things like that that made him happy.
On the fifteenth day of May, Allen shared his excitement with Lenalee. The two of them couldn't wait to get dressed up and have fun. They were sitting in her room, getting their outfits together. "Maybe Kanda will ask you to dance." She said with a playful smile, making him blush.
But two could play at that game. "Maybe Lavi will ask you to." He said back, flashing a smile to match hers. She gasped and whipped her head around to look at him. Her cheeks were red, too.
"I don't have a crush on Lavi, you know. I don't know why you keep saying that." She insisted, turning back to her closet. Allen didn't buy her words for a second.
"You're right. I don't know why I say that." He teased. "Definitely not because you both stare at each other with hearts in your eyes." That response got a sock tossed at his head.
"You mean the same eyes I see you give Kanda when you think no one's watching?"
"I… No."
It was an intense battle between the two, both of them relentlessly teasing each other. Allen locked himself in her bathroom to get dressed in his suit as she got into her dress in her bedroom.
Looking at himself in the mirror, Allen let out a soft breath as he smoothed out his coat and straightened his bowtie. Maybe if they were careful enough, they could share a dance or something. His thoughts were interrupted when he heard Lenalee exclaim, "Okay, I'm ready!"
Smiling softly as he let himself out of the bathroom, his eyes immediately looked over his best friend standing before him. She wore a gothic black dress. It exposed her shoulders and upper chest elegantly and extended down to the floor. Her beautiful black hair, which by this point had grown to stop at her mid back, was half pinned up on top with small ornate ornaments, while the bottom was left down and was gently curled.
Allen couldn't help but gape at the woman. "Lenalee, you look absolutely gorgeous." He said breathlessly.
Lenalee beamed, her cheeks pink. "You don't look too bad there yourself, Sir." She said with a giggle. "But you're going to have to let me fix your hair."
"Of course." He smiled widely.
With Allen's hair brushed back off of his face, he secured it in place with a top hat. Giving an excited little clap before clasping her hands together, Lenalee beamed happily at him. "Oh, you look so handsome!"
Allen smiled sheepishly, scratching lightly at his face. "You think so?"
"Of course I do." She responded, carefully pulling his hand from his face and holding it in hers. "Shall we get going?"
Allen nodded with a smile, holding his arm out for her to hold. With a giggle, she gladly took it and the two were on their way.
People were starting to fill the room slowly, everyone dressed stunningly from head to toe. From Exorcists, to Finders, to the four nurses who were convinced to attend. Allen kept his eye open for his lover, who he hadn't seen come in yet. Suddenly, his heart began to sink. Maybe Kanda did skip the event. Lenalee heard him let out a sigh and turned her head to look at him. She followed his gaze to see what he was looking at. Or rather, what he was looking for. Giving his arm a squeeze, she smiled reassuringly. "It's still early, Allen. Give him some time." She said, patting his arm gently before chuckling a bit. "You know how late he is to things."
Allen managed to smile back at her as he nodded. They ran into Miranda and Marie as they walked farther into the room. The German woman excitedly hugged the two younger Exorcists, careful not to tear any of their clothing or ruin Lenalee's hair. "You look gorgeous!" She said to the young woman.
"You do too, Miranda! I love your dress!"
"Oh, my, really?" She asked with a gasp, looking down at herself.
The two of them chatted about their gowns and hair as Allen took another glance around the room. First, he caught sight of his redheaded friend, who looked quite dapper. When the person next to him turned his head in Allen's direction, the teen felt his breath hitch and he could hear his heart pounding in his ears.
There was Kanda, looking as handsome as ever. He wore a suit and opted for a cravat rather than a bow or a tie. And it was one of the rare occasions where he wore his hair down, just the way Allen liked it.
Each step closer his lover took, Allen was sure he'd faint. No one seemed to notice how flustered he looked, even as Lenalee noticed the two of them and waved them over. "Lavi, Kanda! You two look amazing!" She exclaimed.
'Amazing doesn't even begin to describe him.' Allen thought to himself, trying to hide his blush as the swordsman approached the group, Allen in particular. He could tell by his sly grin that he knew exactly what Allen was thinking, and it only made the teen blush harder. "I thought you weren't going to come." Allen said softly.
"I was going to skip, but then Komui would have found a way to drag me here." Kanda admitted with a huff and an eye roll. "... But I know you wanted me here, so… Guess I had no choice."
Allen couldn't help but notice the tint to Kanda's cheeks, making him smile. "Well, I'm glad you're here. You clean up nicely."
Kanda didn't answer for a second. "You know, you don't look so bad yourself, Moyashi."
Allen knew how hard it was for Kanda to express himself sometimes in a way that wasn't anger. It took everything in him not to pull his boyfriend in for a passionate kiss. Hiding his own blush, he turned to look at Lenalee and Lavi, finding them smiling and laughing together, Lavi rubbing the back of his head as he grinned.
Allen smirked, snorting softly. 'We don't like each other my ass.'
The first pair to make it to the center of the floor to dance was Marie and Miranda, even though the woman insisted she couldn't dance and would probably mess up. Marie chuckled and told her he didn't mind if she did. He was very patient with her, and it turns out she wasn't as bad at dancing as she thought she was.
As more people began to join them, Lavi stood with Krory, talking idly to him. He noticed the older Exorcist was distracted and not really listening to him. "Krory-kins? Are you even listening to me?" He asked, faking offense in his voice.
Snapping out of his daze, Krory turned his attention back to the young man. "Of course I am. You were talking about…" He trailed off. "... Beef?"
"Yeah, like five minutes ago! What're you looking at?" He asked curiously, putting his hand straight over his eyes as he looked in that general direction. It was a group of women standing and chatting with each other. The nurses.
Gasping loudly, Lavi looked back at the flustered vampire. "Are you gawking at Head Nurse Junior?!"
"I'm not gawking, I'm…" Krory trailed off nervously.
"You're gawking." Lavi repeated. "Instead of doing that, why don't you go ask her to dance?"
"I couldn't possibly." Krory insisted, waving his hands. Then suddenly, Lavi grabbed his older friend by the arm and started pulling him along. "Hey-"
"Evening, ladies!" The redhead greeted the group of nurses, who smiled and greeted the two Exorcists. "Just wanted to formally welcome you guys to the Order. I'm Lavi, and this is Arystar Krory."
"The Third."
"Arystar Krory the Third." Lavi said correctly. "If any of you are fixing for a dance, you know who to ask."
That got a giggle out of the four of them. Krory nervously glanced at Adelina, to whom he was nearly horrified was looking back at him. He thought he was seeing things when she offered him a small smile, sure she was looking at someone else. He almost passed out when he realized she wasn't. So while Lavi had the other three girls distracted, Krory mustered up the courage to speak to the beautiful brunette.
On the other side of the ballroom, Allen had offered a dance to the Norwegian Exorcist, Christine Halvorsen. She was taller than he was, but he didn't mind… That much.
They talked about little things. Allen learned that Christine had a husband back home. The two wound up talking about family for a bit.
Watching his boyfriend dance with the older woman for a minute or two, Kanda turned his head to see Lenalee sitting, not dancing. He couldn't imagine why. She was the Black Order's sweetheart. He couldn't think of one reason why no one wanted to dance with her.
Oh. Scratch that.
The one reason he could think of caught his attention in the corner of his eye, making his rounds around the room.
They were afraid of Komui. That's why no one had asked her to dance.
Pinching the bridge of his nose and letting out a slight grunt, Kanda then stood up, smoothing out his suit for a moment before he approached the girl, who looked up at him. He held his hand out for her, which earned her a look of confusion for a moment. "Let's go. Before I change my mind." He insisted, pouting lightly.
His offer made her smile as she eagerly took his hand, allowing him to lead her to where everyone was dancing. She put one hand on his shoulder and the other in his. Glancing past her, he saw Komui look like he was going to walk over. Kanda shot him the most threatening glare he could possibly muster. Much to his pleasure, all the Chief did was give the swordsman the 'I'm watching you' signal before sneakily walking off. Snorting in amusement, Lenalee questioned him.
"What were you glaring at?"
"Your problem." He said. Catching her brother walking away, she couldn't help but laugh. He looked at her and saw her smiling happily.
"Thank you, Kanda." She said softly in understanding.
"Tch. It's whatever."
Allen watched his best friend and his lover dance together, a small smile pulling at his lips. He relished in every moment where he got to see Kanda's soft side.
He also noticed that his dance partner was glancing off into other directions. "What's the matter?" He asked softly.
Realizing she had gotten distracted, Christine turned her attention back to the young man. "Nothing, it's just… I can't see Linnea. She seems to have wandered off." She explained, worry written on her face. "I wanted her to have a good time tonight. She took Ainsley's death very hard, and…"
As she trailed off, Allen remembered what Lenalee told him. Christine and Linnea were close to the Exorcist who died. Carefully, he let go of her, offering her a smile. "I'll go look for her. You stay here and have another dance." He insisted as he turned to leave the ballroom.
Kanda and Lenalee caught him leaving as he walked through the door, both confused as to where he was going.
Allen didn't really know where to start. For all he knew, she could be locked up in her room and, to be honest, he had no idea where it was. He was lucky he knew where his own room and Kanda's rooms were. He wandered around aimlessly for a few minutes, letting out a sigh as he took off his top hat and rubbed the back of his neck. Just as he was going to give up his search, he heard soft whimpering coming from down the corridor he was about to approach. Peeking his head around the corner, he saw the Finnish woman sitting on the windowsill, gowned and all, holding her hand to her mouth as she tried to cry quietly. "Linnea…"
Upon hearing her name spoken softly, her head shot up and her eyes widened in alarm.
"I didn't mean to startle you. Christine was worried about you." He said, keeping his voice low.
Her eyes softened at his words, wiping at the corner of her eyes carefully.
"I don't know if you remember me or not, I'm-"
"I remember you," she cut him off, "You're Allen Walker. You're the one who welcomed me to the Order and pointed me where to go when I was lost." She said. His smile widened.
"That's right… It's been some time, hasn't it?" He said as he approached her, kneeling down on the floor so she wouldn't have to move. "I'm so sorry about Ainsley."
He watched as the sorrow returned to her face, tears spilling over to run down her red cheeks. Letting out another choked sob, she covered her eyes. Allen carefully rested his hand on her knee, giving it a gentle squeeze. "I'm so sorry…" He said again. "I know how you're feeling. I know how painful it is to lose your comrade."
Lifting her head again, she struggled to catch her breath again. "I… I can't get her face out of my head… No matter how hard I try, I just can't… I miss her so much…"
Allen felt some familiarity towards her words as she spoke.
"I wish I could have said goodbye… I wish I could've…" She stopped suddenly, like she wasn't ready to say the next part.
Allen realized then. The way she was feeling about losing Ainsley was the way he felt about losing Kanda, or thinking he was going to lose Kanda.
"... You loved her." He whispered softly, eyes filling with their own sorrow. "You loved Ainsley, didn't you, Linnea?"
Her eyebrows twitched softly as they knit together, her eyes filling with tears again, and a hint of fear. Weeping, she lowered her head.
Allen's heart ached for her. Swallowing, he moved to place his hand on her forearm. "Linnea… I understand how you feel… I really do." He said. "I have someone very important to me that I almost lost, a few more times than I'd like to admit." He tried to smile reassuringly as she picked up her head. "I thought Kanda had died right in front of me. I felt like a piece of me was ripped out."
It took a moment for the words to sink of in for her and realize what he was telling her. "... You… And the General?" She whispered, sniffling. He nodded, still smiling.
"Were you two together?" He asked, pulling his hand back to rest on his lap. She nodded, wiping her eyes as she took a deep breath. She heard Allen let out a small chuckle and she looked at him. "I'm sorry, I just remembered…" He started off. "She was the one person to continuously turn down my Master's advances. He would say 'Next time, I'll win her over'. I always liked her for making him look like an idiot." He said, letting out another laugh as he looked up to the ceiling. "But he always said how lovely she was. And he wasn't wrong."
The story got Linnea to smile, much to Allen's relief. He then stood up and dusted himself off before holding out his hand for her. "She wouldn't want you to cry alone. Why don't we go back to the ballroom?" He asked.
With a deep breath, the woman thankfully took his hand and stood up. Allen waited for her as she went to the bathroom to fix her make up, then he escorted her back to the room. Christine's eyes lit up when she saw her friend enter, rushing over to the two. She hugged the brunette woman tightly, telling her how glad she was to see her. She gave a thankful look to Allen before she pulled away.
Then, Linnea smiled to the boy herself. "Thank you, Allen Walker."
He returned the smile to her. "My pleasure. Take care, Linnea." He said, watching the two friends walk off together. He took a moment to look around the room, feeling the pleasant energy radiating off of every single person. He saw Lavi and Lenalee finally sharing a dance together, both of them smiling at each other. He saw Marie and Miranda sitting together, and he saw Krory talking nervously with Adelina. He even saw young Timothy, looking incredibly proud after asking Emilia to dance with him, even if she did it just to make him feel confident. And last, his focus came to land on his dark haired lover, who stared back at him from across the room. Allen's heart suddenly clenched in his chest as he thought of Ainsley and Linnea. He would be absolutely lost if anything happened to Kanda. He didn't know how he'd be able to function without him. He needed to tell him. Holding eye contact for another moment, he then turned and walked out of the room again. He walked to the end of the hall and waited nervously, hoping the other had taken his hint. A minute felt like an eternity before he heard footsteps approach. Picking his head up to see the other, he began walking toward him.
"Moyashi-" Allen didn't let him finish. He immediately pressed their lips together, eyes closed. He could tell Kanda was surprised but he was glad he didn't try to push him off.
Finishing with the kiss, Allen lowered his head as Kanda moved to gently hold his hand in his own. He decided that his bedroom would be a better place to talk in private, leading his boyfriend there. Sitting down on the bed next to him, he asked, "What's the matter?" He kept his voice low and soft as he looked down at the snowy haired boy in front of him.
Allen tried to swallow the lump forming in his throat, staring down at his hands. "I was talking with someone tonight. Someone who lost a person they loved." He explained. "And it made me realize… That I'd be completely shattered if something ever happened to you. I had a taste of it when you broke down in front of me during the battle at the American Branch… Kanda, if you died, I'd be broken, too." He said, lifting his head as tears dribbled down his cheeks. "I love you. I love you so much."
Kanda had to admit that he wasn't expecting to hear these words right now. But as he remembered that dreaded battle, he remembered seeing Allen unconscious on the ground, skin darkened as his awakening officially began. He moved his left hand to grip Allen's tightly. He couldn't find the words to speak. Allen moved his left hand to cup the swordsman's face carefully, kissing him again. They broke several times to breathe, but Kanda just wanted to be as close as he could to his boyfriend. He took the boy's face in his hands, deepening the kiss as he heard him let out a small hum in surprise. He carefully wiped away the stray tears with his thumbs before he rested their foreheads together.
"I'm not going anywhere." He finally said, Allen opening his glistening silver eyes. "I'll be damned if I lose my life to a bastard like the Millennium Earl and his lackeys. And I'll be damned if I leave you here alone."
Allen let out a happy laugh, a few more tears falling. He pulled Kanda in for another kiss, barely noticing when the older boy leaned him back on the bed, looming over him as they made out. Slowly, their jackets came off, and then their shirts, and before they knew it, so their pants were being worked off.
It really hit Kanda for the first time that night how incredible Allen had looked for the event. Even now, as his clothes were stripped away and his hair was loose and splayed on the pillow under his head, he was hypnotized by just how perfect he looked. Silver eyes glistened against the soft moonlight that appeared through the window. His voice was just as soft to match. "Yuu?"
"I love you." Kanda suddenly blurted out, watching the silver eyes widen. He watched the smile curl at the boy's lips. He then felt a gentle hand cup his cheek. They shared a loving gaze for a moment before they made a silent agreement. They were going to do this. Neither had done it before, it would be their first time.
Lowering his head to kiss his beloved again, Kanda made sure they were both ready as they started their night of intimacy.
It was so hard for me not to post this a few days early. This ball was basically the idea that started this fic for me. Anyway, hope you enjoyed it.
-Man belongs to Katsura Hoshino
