A/N: Second to last one! May I wish everyone a happy holidays first. Yep, because holidays are all about winter, yaoi writing, and warm, fluffy Yullen! Who wouldn't want a dose of that to keep out the cold? Please read and review!

Happy Yullen Week

Tues, December 23rd: Gift

Warning: Slight smut ahead...

Allen was at a loss. He could not think of what to give to Kanda for Christmas. It wasn't like the man required a lot of materialistic items (the only true possessions the older teen valued being Mugen, Allen, and the lotus hourglass that monitored his life, in that order but the younger boy did not need know that) and Allen racked his brain for the perfect gift.

Giving up, he walked out of his room and decided to consult the two people who had known Kanda longer than he had and would probably have some inkling on Kanda's gift preferences. The halls were oddly empty being that it wasn't even lunch or dinner time. His footsteps made an ominous sound as if foreshadowing some epic doom if he continued to walk down this path. Then again, it sounded like that all the time so Allen went along his merry way. He went to Lavi's room and knocked politely on the door.

"Come in," Lenalee said from the other side. There was a lot of noise coming from the room and Allen waited a few seconds before opening the door.

"Good afternoon," Allen smiled at his two friends who were currently wrapping up gifts and talking. He nodded politely to Lenalee who waved jovially.

"Moyashi-chan!" Lavi jumped up and hugged the smaller boy, glad to have a distraction from wrapping. "Thank the heavenly Lord you came! I've been stuck in here for forever wrapping up gifts for the entire Order thanks to that woman!" He pointed accusingly at the violet-eyed girl and sulked. Allen rolled his eyes at the sight of his friend's childishness but grinned nonetheless.

"It's a tradition that the Supervisor gives gifts to everyone, but since Nii-san is always so busy, I usually end of doing them," Lenalee explained sheepishly.

"And she always drags me into it!" Lavi whined. "Every year, this always happens. She never asks Yuu-chan though!"

"I can imagine why," Allen grinned, thinking of his lover's short-temper and anti-social ways.

"Help me!" the future bookman begged with puppy dog eyes.

"I'll be glad to help," the white-haired exorcist grabbed a chair covered with bows and sat down after brushing them off. The three continued their task, laughing and chattering the entire afternoon.

"And we're done!" Lenalee announced, putting the final package in the pile of neatly wrapped gifts. Allen smiled brightly, contemplating how to tell his friends about his dilemma.

"Umm... Lenalee, Lavi, I have a problem," the small child muttered, blushing in embarrassment. His friend's attention turned to him.

"What do you need?" Lenalee asked, beaming at Allen encouragingly.

Both of his friends looked at him interestingly. He fidgeted under their gaze.

"Erm... I umm... don't know what to get Kanda for Christmas," he turned even more red as he continued to ramble. "I mean, we've been together for a year now and I still don't know what he likes since he doesn't have a lot of material possessions and I really really wanted to get him something nice and something that he would look and… and reminds him of me..."

"Oh!" the future bookman grinned maniacally but hid it by nodding sagely and patting the cursed teen's shoulder, "So you need our help picking out a present for Yuu-chan!"

The boy nodded, his white hair hiding his eyes and red face.

"I know the perfect gift!" Lenalee smiled sweetly, shocking both the redhead and the flustered teen. That was rather quick...

"Really?" Allen brightened, relieved that he had such thoughtful and caring friends. She gave a quick glance at the bookman who grinned and nodded inconspicuously (evidently catching on the plan) in response. Slowly, they moved toward the small child. Luckily, being the dense boy that he was, Allen didn't notice their steady approach.

"Sure, Allen-kun!" the violet-eyed girl chirped gaily and took out a roll of red ribbon. "And it's right here."

"Eh?" the cursed exorcist looked around him innocently, puzzled beyond words. "But Lenalee, I don't see it." He was so absorbed in finding Kanda's perfect present in the room that he did not notice the two exorcists stalking up to him with a pair of scissors and a spool of ribbon.

His eyes widened when he realized where they were going with this and he quickly turned around and fumbled with the door that didn't seem to want to cooperate at the moment. It was too late...

"AH!"

Kanda stared at the box with an unreadable expression on his sharp, angular face.

It was wrapped in glittery white wrapping with a bright red ribbon ending in a perfect bow at the top. Air holes were dotted the top sides of the present and whatever was in there was big. It reached his waist and was probably 5 feet in diameter. At first, when he had seen the gigantic box sitting in the middle of the room with the rabbit's handwriting on it, his immediate response was to stab it with Mugen. Anything from the usagi was probably crap. Hell, he still wanted to stab the box but his instincts told him that he would be sorry if he did. Just then, the box shook forcefully.

Holy shit, it moved! He backed away a few steps and unsheathed Mugen, his precious sword.

Instincts be damned. The thing in the box was alive and he was going to kill it. Kanda held up Mugen and prepared to slice the present in half when the box toppled to its side and a muffled groan of pain sounded from inside.

The swordsman's dark blue eyes widened. It was a very familiar voice. He sheathed his sword and walked slowly to his present.

"Moyashi?" Kanda tipped the box back up. "Are you in here?"

There was a thump and another whine of protest. The something in the box shuffled a bit, making it shake violently.

"It's you," the older teen smirked, ripping though the ribbon and pulling the lid off. "No one else had such an annoying girly voice."

Allen slid out of the box and laid on the floor for a second, glaring up at the samurai as if blaming him for his predicament. But the man was not glaring back. In fact, he was intently focused on what Allen was wearing.

Black silk made up a top and skirt that barely covered the boy's lithe form, showing creamy white legs. It clung to the every curve of Allen's body and added curves where there were none with the frills and lace underneath the skirt. Pale white hair was skillfully tied back with the red ribbon that usually adorned the younger teen's throat. It was reminiscent to a school girl's uniform but somewhere more along the lines of a darker theme.

The pale teen blushed where he realized where his love's eyes were staring. He worked his tongue slowly, pulling down the ribbon across his mouth and exhaled briefly in relief when it had worked. He glared weakly at his lover, hoping to ward off the wandering eyes.

"Where did you get this?" Kanda breathed huskily in Allen's ear, tugging on the material of the frilly skirt.

"It's Lenalee's!" Allen blushed, trying desperately to worm his way into a sitting position but in doing so, he realized that the skirt hiked higher on his thighs and stopped. He continued with his wailing and ranting. "I swear it Lenalee's. It was horrible, Kanda! There was l-lace and they shoved me in this box and i-it was dark... so dark! A-And... Kanda? K-Kanda? Kanda! Are you listening?"

The older teen did not answer but crushed his lips against his young lover's. In doing so, Kanda's body leaned over the boy, pinning him to the ground. The small boy flailed, trying to escape his persistent lover's clutches.

"K-Kanda!" Allen shrieked in horror and embarrassment. "N-Now is n-not the time for t-this!"

"You look so fucking edible, moyashi," Kanda murmured against the pale column of the cursed teen's neck. "And you taste like heaven."

Warmth seeped into Allen's stomach as he was lavished with the raven-haired man's passionate kisses and affectionate caresses.

"N-No! Wait, w-what are you doing?!" Allen panicked when he felt his clothes (if you could call it that) slipped up past his waist.

"Seeing as you're my gift, I intend to fully enjoy it," Kanda smirked.

"What?! Get off of me! NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!"

Lavi was in the dining hall with Lenalee when they heard the loud scream ring across the Order. He set down a sack of presents on a table.

"Do you think Yuu-chan liked his present?" he asked the violet-eyed girl who was smiling happily.

"Of course he did!" she nodded enthusiastically, pulling out brightly wrapped boxes and setting them on a table. "It's Allen's gift after all!"

Another loud scream followed and sent shivers down both teens spines.

"B-But I'm not sure Allen enjoys it," Lavi trembled. "He's going to be pissed tomorrow."

"Aw well, to give a little happiness means you need to sacrafice a little," Lenalee said.

More screams followed but they were not necessarily screams of horror anymore.

"See?"

"But it still doesn't feel right that we surrendered moyashi-chan like that..."

"Guilty?"

"No, but you know how much of a pervert Yuu-chan is..."

"True..."

"And Allen will most likely be sore the whole week..."

"Yes..."

"So, he won't be able to get us... hey, you're right Lenalee. This might be the best gift in the world."

"I told you so."

A/N: So... I sorta couldn't think up anything for 'Steam' because the only thing I could think of had too many (ahem) implications and my mind totally blanked on any other ideas. More like went into a Yullen coma but! Moving on... so I picked one of the optional themes and that was this one of them. Hope it's not too early of a gift but Bakanda needed one. Please read and review!