Author's note is in the last theme, if anyone's wondering.
Disclaimer: I don't own D. Gray-Man.
Theme: A to Z
A: Alone
Both of them were always alone, even thought they were surrounded by many people. It just didn't felt like they belonged there, it made them felt like they're different from others, one with a horrible past and one with a tragic destiny.
However, once they met up with each other for the first time, they knew they won't be lonely again.
B: BaKanda
"Look, Allen's trying to say something!"
Four-year-old Kanda watched, along with the others as the 6-month-old baby tried to form a word.
"Ba...Ba…" the small baby tried to say.
"What is it, moyashi-chan? Tell us!" the idiot usagi was practically jumping up and down as he tried to know what the baby's trying to say.
"Ba-Ba…" Allen scrunched his nose cutely as he can't form the word.
"Spit it out already, baka moyashi." Kanda said, a bit annoyed.
The baby's silver eyes glared at him, and the word that escaped that seemingly cute mouth was something they could never forget.
"BaKanda!"
C: Chained Down
Allen knew Kanda could never be chained down. He was like a beast that would never bow down to anyone, even if you're his lover.
"Kanda, can you help me with this?"
"No."
"I'll let you do whatever you want with me later."
"...Fine."
But who said you can't negotiate with the beast?
D: Dancing
Kanda hated dancing. Why? Because he can't dance.
But his mind changed when he was engaged in a waltz with the moyashi, staring deep into those beautiful silver eyes and ignored the outside world.
E: Egg
Normal people's definition of an egg is: an oval or round object laid by a female bird, reptile, fish, or invertebrate, usually containing a developing embryo.
However, Allen's definition of egg is: one of the perfect things to piss the samurai off.
F: Fight
Both of them fight a lot, but that's how they proclaim their love each other without the others knowing it.
G: Game
Kanda saw this as a game to see who release first.
When he heard the moans going higher and those tight walls embracing his erection tighter as he pounded into his prostate, he knew he's the winner.
H: Horny
When Kanda was horny in the morning, he would take a cold shower or stroke himself. When that didn't work, he went to the moyashi's room to fix it.
That method was the most successful one.
I: Ignoring
When Allen started to ignore the samurai, he knew he did something wrong. So he checked everything and found out he forgot one thing.
Once he managed to pull the moyashi away to an empty room, he gave him a deep kiss.
"Satisfied?" he asked.
Allen smiled "Very."
J: June
On June 6th, Kanda found a good use on his birthday.
"What do you want today, Kanda?" Allen asked as he snuggled with the older male.
The man seemed to think about it before rolling on top of his lover with a smirk on his face.
"You."
K: Kiss
Allen dreamed he was kissing someone, with long black hair and beautiful dark eyes. It was pleasant and he wanted it to continue, but he was awoken by the alarm clock.
Three days later, he met the same man in his work in the cafe.
Instead of an order, the man gave him a sentence that made him dropped the glass in his hand.
"You're the moyashi in my dream."
L: Luck
Allen never sees himself as lucky, he was abandoned by his own parents, he got an ugly arm that made everyone think he's a devil spawn, he killed his own 'father', and there are other things that reminded him how poor his luck seemed to be.
He doesn't believe in luck, but he does believe in miracles. Miracles that gave him a true home and an asshole of a lover.
M: Mine
Five-year-old Kanda frowned childishly as the other children surrounded that scrawny little moyashi, who was frowning uncomfortably at all the attention.
He pushed through those stupid idiots and glared at them while hugging the younger boy.
"Mine." he hissed.
N: Nap
Lenalee was looking for Kanda and Allen because her brother told her they were going to have a mission, together.
After searching high and low for them and found none, she decided to went to the meditating room where Kanda always meditate at this time. What she saw made her coo quietly at the scene.
Allen and Kanda were sitting next to each other, with the former leaning onto the samurai's shoulder. Both of them seemed to be napping for quite a while now and Lenalee didn't have the heart to ruin this scene.
She returned back to her brother's office, deciding to let them have some more time for each other for a few minutes.
O: Orchids
When Kanda woke up the next day in the infirmary room, he was slightly disappointed that the moyashi wasn't there after last night, when the white-haired male visited him at an unholy hour and Kanda happened to be awake at that time.
He noticed there were two orchids lying on the table next to his bed, one red and one green. There was a note attached to it.
Get well soon.
"Che...baka moyashi."
P: Painful
It's painful.
That smile, that acting, that mask.
It was too painful for Kanda to ignore it.
Everything about the moyashi reminded him about Alma. Allen looked like he was broken already. Now, instead of a human, all he saw about that kid was a marionette being controlled by the God they have to follow, the same God that granted them Innocence like a sign that practically yelled 'They're my soldiers, go ahead and kill them if you hate them'.
So, to fix that, Kanda started to piss the moyashi off.
That worked and everything was fine with Kanda, a new opponent and no more reminders of Alma.
But falling in love with the moyashi was never in his calculations.
Q: Questions
Their relationship started with a question.
"How well can you kiss, Kanda?" Allen had asked.
The man just looked at him like he just announced that mitarashi dangos are no longer his favourite treat.
"What the fuck, moyashi." it was a statement, not a question.
The white-haired male shrugged "I was just wondering."
They were engaged into a French kiss, one that made Allen breathless and flushing while Kanda looked so smug he wanted to smack that look out of his face.
"...Wanna date?" the younger male asked, his heart thumping nervously and so fast he thought a heart attack is going to happen soon.
"Sure." this time the older shrugged.
And that's how their relationship started.
R: Ruin
"Kanda!"
He was back early from his work, and he was quite surprised at how different their shared apartment had look.
Christmas decorations were here and there, not much, but it did brought up the feeling of Christmas was near. In short, it fitted Kanda's liking.
"You're home early." Allen smiled at him softly while leaning against the counter, waiting for the cookies to be done.
'Nothing will ruin this, nothing will ruin this, nothing will ruin this.' the older man repeated like a mantra.
He had been preparing this for months now, thinking about it over and over again. He decided today, before Allen's birthday, he would propose to the moyashi. He had prepared everything, from asking his foster father for a day early and actually negotiated with the moyashi's stupid bird to not bother him on this day so
"What's wrong, Kanda?" his lover asked worriedly, seeing him not moving from the spot "Did you have a bad day at work?"
"Moyashi." the samurai started, awaring how fast his heart is beating right now "Will...Will you-"
Ding!
"The cookies are done." that distracted the white-haired male from listening to what he was going to say.
Of all things, why a fucking stove?
S: Shower
"Kanda, why is it everytime I take a shower that you have to go in and try to fuck me? Is this a bloody kink of yours?!"
T: Tulip
When Allen woke up the next morning and opened the door of his room, a bouquet bright of red tulips were lying in front of his way.
"They're beautiful." he breathed out as he picked them up.
"What is it, Walker?" the inspector asked.
"Link, can I keep this?" the exorcist asked.
Link wanted to tell him no and this will go into his report, but one glance from the boy's hopeful look and that devious grin from that golden golem, he decided a bouquet of flowers, that practically claimed whoever sent this really loves Walker and they should back the hell off before they get a free ticket to meet the infamous Mugen, wasn't worthy enough to be written in the report.
U: Umbrella
Kanda had a habit of standing out of the rain and just stared at those gray clouds that blocked "the beautiful blue sky.
Suddenly, a black thing invaded his vision and he looked down and saw Allen holding out an umbrella to shield him away from the tears of the sky.
"The umbrella was created for a reason, you know." the exorcist gave him a soft smile.
V: Vest
Kanda liked it when Allen's wearing his black vest, because the cloth hugged that body, showing all those curves and muscles that the samurai was going to ravish every night.
W: Wine
Wine did wonderful things to the human body, it made them do things they hate, like dancing like an idiot, singing like a dead chicken, or exposing secrets that they wanted to keep inside themselves.
There was a saying that Lavi really liked, it was: A drunk man is more honest than when he was sober. He liked it because the moyashi's was drunk and now he's currently spilling out his hidden love in front of a very, very sober samurai.
X: Xyloid
"How would you describe Yu-chan, moyashi-chan?" Lavi had asked one day.
Allen glanced around the training room like he was afraid someone might burst in and listened to their conversation.
"He is xyloid, everything about him resembles wood." he grumbled.
Lavi bursted out laughing.
Y: Yu
Sometimes, Kanda hates his name. Mainly because of a certain red-head just keep on making puns about his name.
However, while on the bed, Kanda absolutely loves it when his name was spilled out of those red lips.
"Yu…"
Z: Zero
Allen likes the number zero, because it has another meaning, especially in descirbed his feelings to a certain samurai.
Try to guess what was the meaning.
Xyloid means resembles wood, I don't know how to use it in a right way because it was the first time I heard about it. Lavi laughed because Allen said everything, including down there, resembles wood.
The themes for voting is in the last theme, too lazy to copy and paste it here.
