A/N: Hi folks! I'm still not caught up yet, lucky me. xD; I want to get caught up today, so I'll try really hard to write my 'Comfort' one for Yullen week today! That'd be sweet. And then I'd have to write one a day, but that's not too hard, not for me at least. I want these things to be longer, or at least have more plot, but then again, who needs plot? XD Hope you guys like it!

warning: Smexxx... But I think thats gunna be in all of my things, so thats just a warning for my entire Yullen Week thing. xD

This one was "BATTLE". The battle part is the beginning, with the book, and also at the end, you could count that as a battle. XDDDD Please REVIEW!

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::Just My Imagination::

There was a game we used to play/ We'd hit the town on Friday night/ And stay in bed until Sunday

"It can't be helped, just go!" he called, pushing her. She stood stubbornly. She didn't want to leave him. She wanted to fight the battle with him!

"No, I'm staying with you! We're fighting together!" she cried.

"No, we're not! You can't! Just GO!" he yelled at her. She flinched back a little then glanced around as the sound of the enemy grew closer. "You have to leave! You have to keep living!"

"You're going to die!" she cried, tears rolling down her cheeks. He paused, then pulled her closer, kissing her deeply. After a moment they broke apart. She stared up at him, then he pushed her away a little.

"Now go!" he said urgently. "They're coming!" She nodded swiftly, still crying, and turned, running from him.

The book slipped from slender fingers to fall with a dull thud on the carpeted floor. It cast small shadows from the reading lamp that sat on the little table beside the chair. A small figure was curled in it, fast asleep. He had been waiting, but he was tired and reading this late made him even more tired. And so he had fallen asleep.

His silver hair fluttered a bit as he breathed out, pale lips parted slightly. After a moment he curled tighter, murmuring a name softly in his sleep. Kanda had said that he was coming home today. But he had warned Allen that he might be late. He had said not to wait for him. But the boy had disregarded this statement, wanting to see him. It had forever. Or forever to the boy at least. Which constituted as six months. But when you're used to living in the same house as your boyfriend for over two years, six months apart was an awful long time to wait.

But it couldn't be helped. Kanda had graduated, and had to go to University. Allen had tried stopping him, but it didn't work very well. Kanda just pulled himself away and with another kiss, got into the line for his plane. Allen didn't sleep well that night. Or for the next few weeks. But he knew that Kanda would be coming back. It was summer now, and Kanda had a break from school. So he was coming back.

Allen had been so excited that he had barely been able to sleep the night before. And that's why he was so tired. He had wanted to wait for Kanda to come back, but he had fallen asleep. A while before, at 6:30, Kanda had called, telling Allen that his flight was being delayed due to rain. They would leave as soon as it cleared up. But Kanda hadn't known how long that would be. That's why he had told Allen not to wait for him. He would be there eventually.

It was midnight now, and the world outside Allen's windows was dark, except for the street lamps that were on either side of the street. A couple other houses still had lights on, but they were being turned off.

The golden kitten, Tim, got up from where he had been curled on the floor under the coffee table, and stretched luxuriously. His little pink tongue became visible as he used the floor to stretch his entire little length. Then he opened his large blue eyes and padded silently over to the chair were Allen was curled. He let out a soft mew, rubbing his face on the hand that was hanging off the corner of the chair, but the boy didn't wake up.

After a moment, the kitten jumped onto the arm of the chair, walking onto the boy's side. He sat down, staring at the boy's face. He mewed again. Then Tim stood up, stretching again, and hopped off the boy, who hadn't noticed a thing.

Tim settled down on the coffee table, pulling his paw over his ear to clean it. He repeated this several times until the kitten was satisfied that the golden ear was completely clean. Then the ear flicked sideways and then the head followed, looking around as footsteps could be heard outside the house. He mewed softly, staring unblinking at the dark wood door. Tim could hear someone grumbling and then the sound of keys.

The door clicked and was pushed open. Tim got up and jumped from the coffee table, padding across the soft carpet to the foyer. Kanda had closed the door behind him quietly, flicking off the outside light as he put one of his bags down. He pulled off his jacket, hanging it on a hook, then kicked his shoes off. The dark haired man glanced around, spotting the cat.

"Allen asleep then?" he grunted, leaving his bag in the hall and walking from the foyer. Tim rubbed himself against Kanda's leg, mewing softly. Kanda ignored the kitten, not really being all that fond of the thing. His eyes were drawn to where Allen was curled, sleeping.

He watched the boy for a moment, a feeling of affection coming over him. He had missed his Moyashi a lot. He hadn't realized how much he missed him, but he really had missed him. He was so cute! But it looked like he hadn't followed what Kanda had told him, and not wait for him. Kanda walked over to him, picking up the book off the ground and closing it, setting it on the coffee table.

He pushed the cat away from him as it tried to rub itself against his hand, wanting to be petted. He turned his attention back to Allen, who was still sleeping soundly, curled just like the kitten he kept, in the armchair. Kanda knelt beside the chair, brushing some silver hair from the boy's face.

"Mm," Allen murmured, moving into the touch a little. Kanda leaned forward, kissing the boy's pale lips gently. Pulling back, he watched as the silver eyes flickered open, eyelashes fluttering as he pulled himself to sleep. Kanda watched him.

"I thought I told you not to wait up for me," he said, voice slightly annoyed. But he was kind of glad that he had. He really had missed him.

"Y-Yu!" Allen squeaked, scrambling to a sitting position.

"Who else would it be, Moyashi?" Kanda asked, looking slightly amused. Allen stared at him, silver eyes wide, before he launched himself off the chair, causing it to fall backwards, and hit Kanda. The chair hit the ground with a thud, but it was ignored. Kanda let out a startled grunt, falling backwards, narrowly missing the coffee table. "Moyashi!"

"I missed you so much!" Allen said, face in the crook of Kanda's neck, hugging him tightly and lying on top of him. "Why do you have to go to University so far away? I missed you! I thought something had gone wrong with the flight, you were so late."

Kanda blinked several times then sat up, Allen coming with him. "Why're you crying, Moyashi?" he asked as Allen clung to him. Fat tears were rolling down his cheeks, making Kanda's shirt damp.

"B-bec-cause…" he cried, hiccuping. "I-I haven't s-s-s-seen in six m-m-months!"

Kanda sighed softly, shifting a little. Somehow Allen had ended up in his lap.

"Do you…not…love me anymore?!" Allen squeaked, pulling back when Kanda sighed. He stared at the taller, eyes huge, tears still rolling down his cheeks. "D-did you…find someone else?!"

"Baka," Kanda said, hitting him gently on the head. "Of course not. Nothing was wrong with my flight. The rain just wouldn't stop until later." He hugged Allen closer, wrapping his arms around the slender frame. God he had missed him. Allen curled, fitting in his lap.

He nodded, hiccuping again. He had stopped crying finally and Kanda was glad. He didn't like to see his Moyashi crying. Allen stared at him for a moment, eyes still wide. They shimmered a little. "I'm right here, don't start crying again," Kanda said, eyeing him carefully.

His head bobbed up and down in a small nod again, silver hair fluffing. Kanda watched him for a moment and then leaned down, kissing him. Allen pressed himself against Kanda, parting his lips for him. Kanda pressed against him, slipping his tongue into Allen's mouth. He let out a small whine, then gasped as Kanda brushed the roof of his mouth.

"You're so sensitive," he murmured breaking the kiss.

"I-I haven't…for six months…" he said, blushing brightly.

"Of course you haven't, baka," Kanda said. "If you had, I'd have something to say about it." Then he stood, pulling Allen with him. Allen let out a startled noise, not expecting this and flailed a little before calming down. Kanda shook his head, kissing him again and walking out of the living room and down the hall. Allen wrapped his arms around Kanda's neck, pressing against the kiss.

Tim the kitten followed, tail in the air. Kanda went into the bedroom. The kitten made to follow but the longhaired man closed the door with a snap in his little yellow face. Tim let out a mew, which Kanda ignored. Allen hadn't even noticed. He was too preoccupied.

Kanda walked across the room and dumped Allen unceremoniously on the bed. The boy let out a squeak, finding himself sprawled across the mattress. He looked up at Kanda, a little dazed. Kanda got onto the bed, holding himself up over Allen.

"I missed you," Kanda said in a low voice. He captured Allen's lips again in a passionate kiss, undoing the boy's shirt. He ran his hand across his chest, brushing one of Allen's nipples teasingly. Allen gasped into the kiss, shifting.

The dark haired man broke the kiss, looking at the other below him, cheeks flushed brightly. He pulled him up a little, yanking Allen's shirt away and tossing it off the bed. Or tried to. It fell short, hitting the side of it instead. Allen reached up, pulling off Kanda's shirt as well and messing up his hair in the process. Kanda reached back, pulling the hair tie out and letting his dark hair fall around his shoulders.

Allen stared up at him. "You were gone so long…" he mumbled, glancing away. "I missed you so much…"

Kanda nodded slightly. He leaned down, kissing Allen slowly. The boy pressed up a little and Kanda broke the kiss. "…Anxious?" he asked, smirking a little. Allen made a small noise, blushing, but said nothing. He wiggled a little.

Kanda smirked and kissed him again, then moved down, kissing his neck. A shiver traveled down Allen's frame. The taller continued down, kissing and nipping. He reached one of Allen's nipples, which he licked, sucking on it for a moment. Allen's back arched a little and he moaned. He abandoned it, traveling even farther down the boy's body. Allen made a soft noise as Kanda undid his pants, pulling them off his hips. He let Allen rest back on the bed and gripping his thighs, he glanced up. Allen was watching him, panting softly, eyes half closed.

Keeping his navy eyes on the boy's face, Kanda ran his tongue along Allen's member slowly. The dark haired man enjoyed thoroughly the reaction that Allen gave. He jerked a little, gasping and then moaning softly. He shifted, sitting up a little, one of his hands gripping Kanda's shoulder.

He moved forward, running his tongue along the tip of Allen's length before taking him in partially. Allen gave a ragged moan, hand tightening on Kanda's shoulder. He hummed softly, starting to suck the soft flesh, tongue playing across the tip once more.

"Nng…ahh…ha…" Allen moaned, eyes tightly closed. Kanda was too good at making him feel good. He was already close to climax and he hadn't been at it for long.

Kanda pulled Allen into his mouth fully, swallowing. He enjoyed the taste of his lover too much. Sometimes it seemed he couldn't get enough of it. And the sounds. The sounds were just such a turn on.

Allen gasped, jerking a little as he did this. It felt so good. "Gh…Y-Yu…" he whined.

"Yes?" Kanda murmured through the mouthful of Moyashi.

The boy panted, gripping his shoulder. Kanda ran his tongue along the underside of Allen's length. That was all the boy needed and he let out a cry, releasing. His body jerked and Kanda pulled back so that he didn't choke. Then the dark haired man sat up, swallowing. He had gotten cum on his hand as well and watching Allen, licked it off. After a moment he wiped his mouth.

The boy's face was flushed, and he was panting, lying limply against the bed. Kanda leaned down and kissed him again. Allen could taste the bittersweet taste of himself, but ignored it, panting into the kiss. He pressed up against Kanda, arms around his neck.

Kanda lifted him up just a little, pressing one of his still cum-covered fingers into Allen. Allen groaned loudly as Kanda pressed it farther. Then the dark haired man added another finger. The boy's back arched. "Gahhh…nnngg…" he moaned, fingers tightening on the sheet.

He pressed them deeper, moving them separately. Allen groaned, gasping and panting softly. He shifted a little, forcing Kanda's fingers in farther and moaned, body shaking. He's body was tensed as he did this and Kanda could feel this.

"Relax," he murmured in Allen's ear. A shiver went down the boy's spine as his breath danced across his ear and neck, pressing his fingers even farther. He brushed something and Allen moaned loudly, arching his back. Smirking, Kanda pulled his hand away. The boy collapsed onto the bed, tense muscles relaxing a little bit.

The dark haired young man watched the other for a moment, eyes flickering as they traveled down his body. He was so flushed and cute…and hot. He grunted. He was turned on like nothing else and it was starting to become a little painful. He reached down and undid his own pants, giving a small sigh as he had some room to move a little.

Allen reached up, pulling Kanda's face down. It took Kanda by surprise. He hadn't been expecting that action from the boy, but complied and kissed him deeply, gripping his thighs and pulling them apart. He shifted. He couldn't deal with much more. He wanted the heat. So he moved, and with Allen's legs hooked on his hips, thrust in. He was a little rougher than he had first planned though and grunted at the tightness.

The boy let out a small noise, something between a groan and a pained whimper. Kanda panted slightly, shifting so that he was more balanced and then snapped his hips forward, going in again.

"Kya!" Allen cried, head back, hands tight on the blankets. The other leaned down to suck at the pale flesh of his neck, covering it with marks. Allen moaned, panting hard, as Kanda shifted, thrusts going a little bit faster.

Kanda groaned softly, closing his eyes. God, Allen was so good. He had missed him so much. Just to feel him there made him happier. He lifted Allen's hips up just a little, shifting the angle, going in hard.

Allen's back buckled slightly and he yelped as Kanda brushed his sweet spot. He shifted a little and hit the spot full on. Allen cried out loudly, grabbing his shoulder. He tightened his hand as Kanda ground into him, wincing slightly. It was a little painful, but not unbearable. And it elevated the pleasure. Not that it was already suffocating. His breaths came out in loud, harsh pants as Kanda continued.

And then the dark haired young man went in deeply, holding Allen's thighs apart, and the boy jerked so violently it caught him by surprise and he almost lost hold of his leg.

"Y-YU!" he screamed, jerking up and clawing at his lover's back. He was sent over the edge, releasing. His vision blurred as this happened. Kanda went in once more, but was triggered by Allen's scream and released as well. He collapsed for a moment, panting hard, before rolling off him.

Kanda lay beside Allen, both panting hard. Allen's eyes were closed completely and he lay still, twitching slightly. Kanda sat up slowly, watching the boy. Slowly the silver eyes flickered open and focused onto Kanda. They were glazed a little but dancing. The dark haired young man pulled Allen close, hugging him tightly. Allen sighed softly.

"I missed you…" he murmured, resting his head on Kanda's chest. Kanda nodded. He had as well. Allen's eyes closed and he was soon asleep, Kanda following.

-ooo-

Tim mewed loudly at the door. He wanted to be let in. He was never locked out! He wanted to be let in! In, in, in, IN! He meowed, scratching at the door. And magically, it opened just a tad. Kanda hadn't completely closed the thing. Tim pressed his golden head against the wood, squeezing through. The door wouldn't open more than a couple inches because something was lying by it. Tim finally forced his way in. The thing that was stopping the door from opening was a pile of clothes, tossed there carelessly.

Thinking that the two should get up, since it was getting late (6:35 was late for Tim), he padded through the bedroom, walking around a shirt. He looked up, ears flicking back a little. He could hear soft breathing. They were asleep. Bunching his little golden hind legs, he bound upwards onto the bed.

And landed right on Kanda's chest. The man jerked awake as the kitten landed and glared at him blearily. "Get off," he muttered, still half asleep. He picked the cat up and tossed him off the bed. Tim landed on all fours, letting out a soft squeak.

He mewed, and jumped back on, padding across Kanda to get to Allen. Kanda grunted again. "Get off!" he said, pushing the kitten away. Tim hooked his claws into the blanket, not wanting to let go. He let out a small yowl. Kanda glared at him, unhooking his claws and throwing him off the bed.

Allen was still sleeping, head resting on Kanda's arm. He hadn't even woken up when Kanda jerked a little, throwing the kitten off.

But Tim wanted petting and Allen, and so he jumped back onto the bed once again. He ignored Kanda's noise of annoyance and walked across the bed, butting his head up against Allen's arm. He rubbed his face on the boy's fingers, wanting attention. And again, Kanda pulled Tim off and chucked him away, this time farther than before.

"Mm…w-what?" Allen said through a yawn. He had woken up finally.

"Make your cat stop—" Kanda broke off as Tim jumped back onto the bed. Allen glanced at him, smiling slightly, then leaned up to kiss Kanda. And they were stopped by the golden kitten, who had forced his way in between the two, rubbing himself against Allen's face. Kanda growled in annoyance. Allen just pulled back a little, petting the kitten's small frame.

Kanda hooked the cat under its belly and pulled it away, holding it up in the air as he leaned over to kiss Allen. The boy rested a hand on Kanda's cheek, deepening the kiss a little, eyes closing. And then Kanda jerked away, grunting in pain. Allen's eyes opened swiftly. "What?" he asked.

Kanda had pulled his hand away, now looking at the deep scratch in his finger.

"Tim!" Allen said, looking at the kitten. He just padded up to Allen, purring loudly. Kanda cursed at him, grabbing him by the scruff of the neck. Tim hissed, flailing slightly as Kanda dropped him off the side of the bed.

"Is your finger ok?" Allen asked, taking Kanda's hand and looking at it. Kanda nodded, glaring at the cat who had yet again hopped back onto the bed, not giving up yet. Allen ignored Tim, kissing the finger and then sucking on the cut gently. Kanda stared at him, now also ignoring the kitten. Allen looked up at him, still holding Kanda's hand in his own, still sucking on the cut. The dark haired young man pulled the younger one closer with his free hand, pulling his other hand away to kiss him.

Before the cat could get between them, Kanda grabbed Tim by the scruff, stopping him. He kissed Allen deeply, slipping his tongue into the boy's mouth. Allen made a small gasping noise as his tongue brushed the roof of his mouth. Kanda dropped the cat off the side of the bed, pulling Allen closer to him.

Tim admitted defeat. He wasn't going to get Allen away from Kanda right now, not when he had been missing him so dearly. So he turned, away from the soft sounds of the two kissing, and padded towards the door. He glanced back when he heard a small yelp, to see Kanda straddling Allen, kissing him again. Then the small golden kitten shook his head and walked from the room, allowing them a little peace and quiet. But if they weren't out by eight, he'd go back in there again.

A/N: THANKS FOR READING! And please please please please please review. That's what helps me keep going. I love to know what you think of my stories. If you alert, wonderful, but if you review, even more wonderful! 8D Love you all! Hope you liked it!