You awoke the next morning curled up against Lavi's warm, bare body. It wasn't this that startled you as you awoke, though. You would frequently spend the night in your consort's rooms, to keep their lonely souls company. What surprised you was the fact that Lavi was still asleep, and holding you tight to his body. Normally, he would wake up first and get you breakfast. This was new.

A soft sigh escaped your mouth as you slid out from under his arm, and checked the wall clock. 11:30 am.

"Shit-!" You managed, before tumbling out of the bed and slamming into the ground. "It can't be eleven-thirty already!"

Lavi was still fast asleep and snoring softly, when you slipped out of his room. Upon entering your room, though, you were met with yet another crisis. All of your nice clothes were filthy, or missing. A moment of panic hit you, before you shook your head clear. None of this mattered right now, anyways. It wasn't like you were taking Kanda anywhere special; and this was all just to get in his pants anyways, so the trivial details didn't matter.

You eventually decided on your usual outing gear: a cream coloured T-shirt with a too-big, slightly darker, V-neck hoodie over top and dark blue jeans. You ran a comb through your hair lazily, and then ruffled it back up. You wanted to look like you cared—but not that much. After this, you brushed your teeth, grabbed your wallet, and headed down to the docks.

You arrived at 11:50 on the dot, and glanced around. Kanda was nowhere to be found, though the boat was still there. Hm, and he was nagging you about being late. You smirked, and sat down at the back of the boat, waiting for Yuu to arrive. To pass the time, you played out how you saw the day to be in your mind. It was rather entertaining, though you did keep accidentally turning Yuu into a blue cat…

He arrived quietly and sat down across from the fair haired boy, a shallow grimace on his face. The boy smiled, and offered a pleased 'hullo.' Yuu looked at his face, into his eyes, and saw that they were hard like steel. That was correct; this man had no true feelings for him. It was obvious to anyone who took the time to look. He grunted a short reply, before shoving the boat away from the dock. An hour of quiet riding, the occasional snarky comments ensued… and then they were in town. Hopping eagerly out of the boat, Allen gazed around the bright city atmosphere. He turned to Yuu and grinned again.

"Where to, lovely?"

Before you could continue this fantasy, he was there. Silent as always, he slid into the boat, just across from you.

"Hi, Yuu!" You smiled, waving happily. He gritted his teeth, and looked down into the water. "Ya know, you're two and a half minutes late. But, I've been looking forward to this so much; I suppose I can forgive you." You chided him teasingly, and tapped the bridge of your nose. He growled at you again, and shoved his hands into his pockets. It was rather dark, so you couldn't exactly make out his full outfit-

Before you finished that thought, he had shoved the boat away from the dock. You let out a fake yawn then, deciding to curl up in between his legs—see how he would react. You slid down onto the floor of the boat, and rested your head on his inner thigh. Nothing. Damn, was he good; how on earth did he manage to keep such a straight face while this was going on? And, while we're on the subject—

"Why didn't you snap at me when I use your first name, Yuu?" Your voice lilted, taking on the tone of an innocent child. As if.

"It isn't worth the effort it takes to keep a damned Moyashi in line," He responded without missing a beat, staring straight ahead. You opened your mouth to say something, and then snapped it shut again. You were quiet for a moment, before mumbling something about Moyashi not being your name.

It was going to be a long, silent ride, you could just taste it. You closed your eyes, and drifted back to your perfectly innocent fantasy. You needed to see how this would play out.

"Don't refer to me as 'lovely.' As a matter of fact, don't call me anything but 'Kanda' from now on." He frowned, hopping easily out of the boat. The city lights had never impressed him less; he absolutely hated such noisy, bustling places. With a soft, pained groan, he swung his gaze back to Allen.

"Hmm? And what if I called you," he dropped his voice to a sultry tone, leaning in closer to Yuu's face. "Master…" He dragged the word out slowly, tasting how it felt rolling down his tongue. Kanda's face flushed red instantly, and he shoved the smaller man back.

"Don't be a pest, Moyashi." He hissed, shoving his hands deeper into the jeans pockets.

"Step off, BaKanda. I'm just messing around." He rolled his eyes and leaned back on his heels. There had been a reason he had dragged Kanda into town; he had heard a finder speaking of it excitedly in the hall. It was—

"The carnival!" You gasped, sitting upright. You didn't realize when you had fallen asleep, but it must have been a while ago, since the two of you were just arriving at the docks.

"What about that bullshit noise-maker?" Kanda frowned down at you, pulling himself up and out of the tiny boat. You followed suit soon after, re-ruffling your hair as you did so.

"I wanted to take you. It'll be so much fun!" You did your best to flash what you hoped was a convincing smile, tilting your head to the side slightly. He grunted, and shrugged.

"Why not. I've lost my dignity already, so why not lose my hearing on top of that?" He rolled his eyes and started forward. "Let's go, I want to get back before night,"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever…" You trudged behind him, closing your eyes half way and enjoying the nice city sounds. "This kind of stuff reminds me of Mana…" You whispered, not even noticing that it had slipped out. Kanda was quiet for a moment, turning this over in his head.

"How do you think Mana would feel if he saw you now?" He asked casually, though the edges of his voice had a slightly brittle edge. It was as though he knew how weighted the question had been in your mind already.

"…" You were silent, thinking over how you could possibly answer that question. "Hm. What do you mean, exactly? Him seeing me currently, on a date with a guy I'm totally in to, or me in general, consorting with those of the Order community?" You needed to drag this response out as long as possible, and hopefully change the subject; soon.

"A guy you're…? No, stop changing it around. What would he say to you, his slutty kid? You've done nothing but fail that man, Allen." Kanda hissed poison words, shaking his head. They took you off guard, though, and cut pretty deep.

"Hm, but I'm sure Alma could say near the same for you, you damn prude." You launched back, temper reaching a dangerous low. This couldn't go on for much longer, or you'd blow your chance.

This was countered by his grabbing your shoulders and slamming you into a wall. He leaned in close to your face, the anger in his eyes wavering for not even a second. "Shut the fuck up, Moyashi. You don't know what you're talking about, not one single damned ounce of a clue." His voice shook dangerously, but you hardly noticed it. A large, malicious grin spread through your mind. Your physical appearance, naturally, remained stolid and collected.

"Kanda, you're in the presence of a widely known smooth talker and sexual deviant… are you sure you want to remain that close to my face…?" You purred, leaning forward slowly until your lips just brushed his. He stiffened, and swung his fist towards your left side; though you easily caught it. You smirked at him, your eyes flitting up briefly to assess the irritation in his expression, and then kissed him. The kiss was brief, lasting not even a full second, before you pulled back. The mock malice shone in your eyes, and you tapped his nose.

"Hope that wasn't your first kiss, Yuu!" You sang, ducking under his arm that had been pinning you to the wall and continuing onward to the fair. He simply shut up for a bit after that, his cheeks a pale pink and his fur visibly ruffled in annoyance. He trudged behind you, about two feet away. He was keeping his distance, definitely, not wanting to be hit below the belt like that again. You had to admit, that was low, even for your standards; if there was even the slightest chance of upsetting your partner, you wouldn't allow yourself to engage in the activity. There was something about Kanda, though, that made you constantly wish to be on his bad side. That is, besides the times that you want to fuck his brains out. Although, that would probably irk him pretty terribly as well, seeing how he's such an obvious dominant. You smiled, wondering how he'd react if you suddenly flipped him in bed and began just fucking him raw.

You blinked slowly, suddenly brought back down to earth by the flashing carnival lights and loud, childish screams. Immediately, you checked behind you. Yes, there he was—and damn, you hadn't noticed it before, but he looked good. Honestly, he looked good enough to fuck right on the spot. His hair was in a long, wide braid down his back, tied with a simple black string. His bangs were partially brushed out of his face, revealing the mysterious and admittedly beautiful dark eyes just… perfectly. He had a tight black belly-shirt, one that he generally used for exercise, and even tighter black jeans. It almost gave you a hard-on just looking at that fine, toned body. His tattoo protruded from under his short sleeves, bleeding out onto his arm in thick, jagged lines. Following that, you saw his deliciously muscled arms, flexing now as he crossed his arms. His legs were strong, no room for the skinny thigh gap that Lenalee and Lavi had. You swiped a quick tongue across your lips, allowing yourself the pleasure of undressing him in your mind. Before you could sufficiently finish said fantasy, though, he smacked the side of your head.

"Get those perverted thoughts out of your head, Moyashi. It's not happening. There's no way I'd risk getting a disease from a deviant such as you." He smirked slightly, stepping past you. "Let's go get this idiotic daytime carnival over with, I need to go meditate and get this nightmare out of my head as soon as I can." You stuck your tongue out at him and crossed your eyes, rubbing the sore side of your face. As if you'd do that to him in the middle of a road; you may have many kinks, but public humiliation is not among the list.

"Why do you hate me so much, anyways?" You asked, catching up to him and bumping into his side playfully. If you were going to sell the love-struck boy look, you'd have to go all the way. This was going to be painful.

"I don't hate you; I just seriously dislike your bubbly attitude and the freedom with which you flash your body. It's as if you don't respect yourself enough to keep your pants on," He said slowly, choosing his words as careful as he could. The expression on his face was mixed; showing signs of concern and widely noticeable irritation. You honestly had no idea how he managed to mix the two incredibly different emotions; honestly, he did it a lot. And here he was, trying to discreetly guilt you into stopping your fun; like that would ever happen.

"My body, my rules," You shot back nonchalantly, brushing a stray hair from your eye. He heaved an impatient and annoyed sigh, and shook his head, dropping his hands at his sides. You glanced down, noticing his left one dangling all limp and alone; of course you figured it would be a good idea to grab it. Just before you could finish threading your fingers through, though, he turned on heel and socked you hard in the shoulder. You cried out, more in surprise than pain, and clutched the quickly bruising area.

"Asshole BaKanda," You hissed, narrowing your eyes at the ground. He just Tched, and rolled his eyes.

"You didn't have permission to touch me, stupid Moyashi." He said after a moment, staring at the ground.

"It's Allen," You shot back, aiming a kick at the back of his legs; though it missed.

"Like I care what your name is," He grunted, pulling out his wallet as you approached the entrance of the carnival. You immediately stepped up, holding out your own to the ticket master, and purchasing twelve. You looked back at Kanda and smiled, handing him six.

"You should, if we're gonna be dating now!" You bumped into him, trying to spin the natural disaster of a day around; hopefully your positive attitude could do something like that. He was always annoyed with it, but he was even more irritated when you became angry.

"Sinners…" The ticket master hissed through the small window, before turning his back. He made his intentions to ignore you both quite clear, as no amount of pounding on the window would make him turn back around.

Kanda growled, and glared at you; as if you could control that shitty teller, jeez! "We're not dating. You're dragging me out to some stupid kid shit. It's not happening again, ever." You pouted, crossing your arms at him.

"I don't believe that, BaKanda." You said with a small smile. You didn't give him time to say anything before you dragged him away from the teller's booth, latching onto his arm. He tried to pull away at first, but gave up soon after, seeing—and feeling—that you weren't going to let up. You were just wandering randomly, but you two ended up right in front of the small cotton candy booth. You smiled, and closed your eyes, breathing in the sweet scent of spun sugar. You'd always enjoyed cotton candy; not much the texture and the way it clung to your fingers, but more of the taste and the way it melted deliciously in your mouth. You opened your eyes again, practically radiating childish delight.

"Kanda, do you want-?" He silenced you with a sharp glare.

"I hate sweet things," He said simply, yanking his arm from yours. You pouted, and turned your glance back to the shop man there, and smiled again as you pulled out your wallet.

"One, please," You said, holding up one finger. Just as you were counting out your money, Kanda set down the required amount. You glanced sideways at him, arching an eyebrow. He didn't say anything, though; just stared at the shop man until he was done spinning the candy. The man smiled when he was done, revealing missing and rotten teeth. He handed the stick to you, and waved a pleasant good-bye as the two of you turned and walked away. You leaned into Kanda, taking a small piece off and popping it into your mouth. It melted deliciously onto your tongue.

"Kanda, are you sure you don't want any?" You offered, holding it up to him. "After all, you did pay for it."

He ignored you and the cotton candy, and you could almost feel the regret of accepting your invitation radiating off of him like heat. A small grin spread across your face.

"Perhaps you want me to feed it to you, then?" You said slyly, pulling off another piece and holding it in front of his mouth. He nearly snarled at you, and pushed your hand away; while he did that, he also unhooked his arm from yours, and crossed his over his chest. Damn, no more easy contact, you supposed. Ah, but if only he were not so pure. Then again, if he weren't, you probably would have already made it and lost interest with him. His element of mystery and unattainability were what intrigued you the most, you concluded. If you could only find what he was hiding beneath that hardened exterior. Perhaps he wasn't as rough as you thought; perhaps he was soft and gentle. You were certain that was not the case, however, as he did not seem the type of lover to take it easy. If he were, naturally, you would not be disappointed. If anything, you would only be further drawn in to his alluring aura. Before you knew it, while wandering aimlessly through the bustling daytime carnival, you slipped back into your fantasy.

Kanda approached the Ferris wheel slowly, being dragged by the over-eager Allen.

"Come on, Kanda! It'll be fun~" He teased, setting his ticket down on the counter by the teller. Kanda grimaced, cursed his very existence, and slapped his down beside the other. The teller took both, gave them a gap-toothed grin, and gestured to the next available cabin. Allen practically shoved Kanda into it, then pulled the side door shut and slid in next to him.

"Baka moyashi, if we sit on the same side, you'll tip the thing." He hissed. Actually, he didn't care about tipping it. He just didn't want to be so damn near the slut he'd been forced out with. Well, not necessarily forced. He HAD arrived on his own. Still.

"Aww, what's wrong, BaKanda?" Allen stuck his tongue out, leaning against him. "Afraid we're gonna fall?"

"Of course not." He snapped, pushing him off and moving across from him. God, but why did he decide it would be a good idea to subject himself to this torture? Was he that masochistic?

Kanda pinched your side sharply. "Moyashi, are you even paying attention? Tch, you're the one who asked me out here. Why don't you at least act like you give a damn?"

You rubbed where he'd pinched; that was definitely going to bruise. "Sorry, I was spacing out. What did you say?" You tried to keep the bitter tone out of your voice. It was not an easy feat.

"I said, how long do you plan on wandering this playground of incessant noise and irritation? I have things I was planning on doing today." He glared down his nose at you, arms still tightly crossed. An idea perked up into your head; that was never a good sign.

"I'll accompany you on your errands… after we go on that!" You grinned, pointing behind him. He turned slowly, and shut his eyes, raising his hands to rub his temples.

"I will not ride that with you. I refuse to subject myself to anymore humiliation, and being in such close quarters would be, by far, the most humiliating thing I could possibly do. In fact, please don't accompany me on my errands either. I would rather you just leave as soon as we are out of here." He finally turned his back on the Ferris wheel, eyes still shut and fingers still rubbing. It turned you on to think about all the things those fingers could do to a guy, and you had to look away. You couldn't afford to ruin this now, not when you had gotten so far.

"How about this: Either you ride that with me, or I won't leave you alone for the rest of the day. I'll do embarrassing things like calling your name out in public, and trying to hold your hand. Maybe I'll even…" You dropped your voice again, leaning close to his face while standing on your toes. "Kiss you again."

You felt him flinch slightly as your lips brushed feather-soft against his cheek, and you could almost feel the heat of the blush. Then, you felt his elbow digging into your side. Ouch.

"If I go on that with you, you'll let me do my errands in peace?" He queried, considering it.

"Hm, I'll still come along, but I won't be as embarrassing." You grinned, swiping a tongue across your teeth. He opened his eyes again, glowering.

"Fine. But you can't say a word during." He caved, tucking a stray hair behind his ear. God, you just wanted to see that hair down and wild, totally tussled and ruffled up, tangled through your fingers in unending knots…

"Moyashi." He snapped his fingers in your face. "You're drooling onto your sugar." You glanced down, surprised. The cotton candy was dry.

"I was not!" You frowned, tearing off a new piece and popping it into your mouth. "Anyways, do you mean I have to be silent during the ride, or during the errands?"

"Both, preferably." He rolled his eyes and re-crossed his arms; then turned on his heels and started towards the wheel. You followed close behind, practically inhaling the cotton candy.

"I can't promise silence. For all you know, I may scream." You said, voice silky. He ground his teeth together, and stormed on. Inside, you were laughing. Outside, you were simply smiling. Today filled you with a warm, fuzzy feeling. It was going to be a good afternoon, you could tell.