I'm going to sleep now......... *mumbles a thank you to the reviewers*
Protest
To be fair to both of them, it was all about hormones. It was a teenage thing that not even Kanda with all his meditation and other practices could surpass.
It was also a question of different situations. Allen had just returned form a long, tiring mission. But alas, the long mission was probably the guiltiest.
They were in the library, more precisely, in a dark, unused, dusty corner. Kanda was not amused.
"Why the hell not?"
Allen feels like a thousand years has passed since he last slept. But still, here Kanda was, asking so nicely (nicely? what the hell am I thinking. It's Kanda!) and he wasn't sure he had the energy to say anything right now.
He wanted to get by Kanda, get in to his room and sleep. He tried but the plan failed. He couldn't pass Kanda.
Kanda, who was pulling Mugen out already, had a very wrong kind of look in his eyes right now. This was the cue to Allen to run like hell. He did exactly that and, after five minutes, was in his room, door tightly locked. He collapsed on the bed and drifted away somewhere.
But he had an ominous feeling and true to it, the lock turned soon enough. He heard it but his body had long since stopped moving.
He heard the rustling of clothes. Hands of a swordsman made good work of his garments.
He didn't move.
If Kanda was that horny, then who was Allen to protest.
Seeeeeyyyaaahhhhh.....ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ