Title: Shattered Innocence

Author: DnKS-giRLs

Rating: PG-13

Pairing: Kanda-Allen

Disclaimers: blah and the blah and the blah, there!

Warning: slash, OOCness, sappiness, for this chapter—lime scene, and (giggle) MPreg!

Chapter 2 - Storm

Allen woke up from his sleeping state with a strange feeling, like something was put inside his body and making him sick. He blinked a few times to clear his blurry eyes and see his surroundings. He was currently laid on a rocking bed, surrounded by a salty smell that reminded him of ocean. He could hear the silent sound of water splashing wood and that of the wind howling outside accompanied by some growling thunders now and then. His mind could only conclude one thing from the facts he could gather at that moment: he was on a ship caught up in the storm that was moving to a destination that was unknown by him.

Satisfying his curiosity on where he was, his mind move again to another issue. What was he doing here? His mind replayed the last scene he remembered: snow, Akuma, altar, innocence.

Allen sat up suddenly when he remembered his mission, making his wounds protested with stinging sensation. Allen gasped loudly from the sudden pain that he felt. He bit his lip out of frustration and at that certain time, Kanda Yuu entered his cabin with a dark aura.

He eyed Kanda warily. He didn't know what Kanda would do or say to him, but seeing his dark aura, he could only guess that Kanda wouldn't do nice things to him.

"You're awake," Kanda stated while leaning on one of Allen cabin's wall.

Not sure on what he could say, Allen just said, "Aa."

After that, Allen could only hear the sounds of thunder and winds howling outside, Kanda didn't say anything; and neither did he. Allen could not stand the oppression that was resulted from the silence, so he asked Kanda a question—a question that Allen thought could dig a grave large enough for him to fit in.

"How about the innocence?"

Kanda just looked at him. Not glaring as Allen imagined he would do, just looking. Allen felt another uneasiness welling inside his heart and he avoided Kanda's eyes.

He heard the sound of chair being moved following by the sound of deep footsteps. Kanda's scent assaulted his lungs as he sat close to Allen. "Why don't you tell me what happened first, bean sprout?"

Allen sighed. He ran his normal fingers to his white hair and he said, "I don't know… everything happened too fast… I was… It was…"

He licked his lips before he continued, "I saw the innocence placed on the altar that you spoke about. There were level one and level two Akuma swarming in that place already, but it seemed that they cannot touch the innocence. I mean… they were just there… I managed to clear my way to the altar and I almost reached it… but…"

At this moment, Allen stopped. He tried to remember what happened after that. His mind was still foggy though he did not know if that was because of his blood loss or it was simply because he had just awakened from his unconscious state.

Allen gulped and continued, "A level three Akuma decided to show and tried its luck to take the innocence. I ran, I swear I… I ran as fast as I could, and when I reached for it, there was a blinding light… after that, I remember no more."

Silence decided to fall once again until Kanda said, "You were the only one left."

"Eh?" Allen tilted his head and faced Kanda for the first time after he asked what happened.

"I saw that blinding white light that you described too and I ran to your place, but…" for a moment Kanda's expression was unreadable and then it turned really grim. "There were neither Akuma nor innocence there when I arrived; you were the only one left."

Hearing that, Allen could not stop the pang of uneasiness forming in his tightened chest.

"Does it mean that we… failed?" Allen asked with a small voice.

"I guess that's the case. We have failed."

Kanda said those words with a blank expression, either in his face or his voice. No regret, no disappointment, no guilt, and strangely for Allen, not with any indication to blame him. Allen hated it. The other was supposed to yell at him, to be angry with him, or at least to say his disappointment in him, yet he did none of those. He was just looking at him, which made him feel worse.

"How could you say that with such plain tone like it was nothing?" Allen said, suddenly sat up straighter in his bed. His hands clenched the bed sheet so tightly that his knuckles became white.

Kanda just raised his eyebrow.

"Well, at least be disappointed or something! I have failed Kanda! I. Have. Failed! I failed your trust in regaining the innocence…!"

"There is no such thing as a perfect bean sprout that could handle everything."

"But it was my entire fault… if only… if only I am stronger…! It was almost within my gra—ouch!" Allen shouted, feeling his wounds opened again. He cursed softly when he saw his blood stained the bandages that were wrapped on his wounds.

"Stop your self-pitying! Look at what you've done with you wounds… I will personally curse you everyday if you die and couldn't take back innocence that the Akuma have stolen you stupid bean sprout!"

Allen wanted to retaliate, but his wounds were stinging like it was stung by thousands of bees, so he just settled a glare for Kanda. But inside, he felt his chest lighten up when Kanda was seemingly worried about him, something that was really rare coming from Kanda. It was true that the taller boy did not say that literally but Allen could catch something that resembled care within the other's eyes.

He saw Kanda glaring back at him, but not for long. It seems that Kanda knew that the wounds didn't stop bleeding, so he got up from his chair and took few rolls of bandages. He sat beside Allen on his bed and silently wrapped new bandages above the old stained one. Allen noticed how those slender fingers gently but effectively ran through his bare skin, careful not to touch the bleeding wounds.

And he just could not maintain his glare seeing Kanda's obvious care for him. He also could not help but to smile at his comrade and said, "Thank you, Kanda."

Kanda frowned, but he didn't look up from his work wrapping bandages.

"You know, I'm really happy that someone anti-social like you is kind enough to drag me here and treat my wounds. Especially after I heard you said that you would leave nuisances behind," Allen thought for a moment and then he chuckled a little. "By the way, it's your second accident, Kanda…"

Kanda finished his wrapping with a tight knot that made Allen gasped. He finally met Allen in the eye. "I'm not—"

Noticing Kanda's sudden halt, Allen said, "Yes?", still with his innocent smile—gesturing the dark haired man to continue. It was infrequent that Kanda Yuu showed any care to anybody thus he was prepared to tease Kanda to death because of Kanda's affectionate self emergence.

He had prepared himself, that was true, but he wasn't prepared to be kissed by Kanda. Allen could only watch in shock as Kanda'a face drawing closer to him until finally their lips met in a warm kiss. He had never thought about it before, but Kanda's lips surely were warm, really the opposite of the attitude he always showed.

The kiss that Kanda gave was passionate and a hungry one. And without thinking, Allen kissed him back. It seemed to be that Kanda was encouraged by Allen's act and he licked Allen's lips, seeking an entrance for his tongue. Allen, for it was his first experience, was confused by Kanda's gesture. Kanda had to bit his lips to make Allen gasped before his tongue could enter and tease Allen's inside.

The sensations that flowed throughout his body overwhelmed him. He could feel the tingling vibrations creeping down his spine and he could not help but shiver a little. He could feel Kanda tilted his face to a side to deepen their kiss. One of Kanda's hands was running through his hair meanwhile the other had settled on his back, securing him in place.

The kiss went on forever, or so it seemed. When Kanda finally pulled off, Allen noticed that he had both of his hands encircling Kanda's neck. The realization of what happened that time hit him hard and reflexively, he blushed.

He did not lie if he said that he loved the kiss. It felt really good and somehow made him wonder if Kanda had kissed a lot of people before him because it truly felt so great.

Allen tried to talk. He brought his face upward to say something, anything. He wanted to know why Kanda kissed him, why he enjoyed the kiss so much, why he felt this warm sensation in his heart. But his voice had somehow been silenced by that certain kiss. And at the final moment he found it was Kanda who found his voice first.

"I… I can explain that…" he heard Kanda speak, or maybe he could say that Kanda was trying to speak, seeing how he seemed to stumble for words. That was the very first time in his acquaintance with the said boy that Allen found Kanda unable to speak, and it was rather amusing in one or another way. "I mean… I don't know what I'm thinking… I just…."

Allen put up a hand, placed his forefinger on Kanda's lips, silencing the other. He let his gaze directed straight into Kanda's eyes as he said, "So don't think anymore…"

He leaned forward, slowly replacing his forefinger with his own lips and kissed Kanda back as his return for the kiss he previously received from the said boy. It made no sense in Allen's mind, how could he get pleasure from that kiss so much. But he had been living by doing what felt right, not what made sense. And that time, it was the only thing that felt right to him, no matter how absurd it was.

He could feel Kanda tensed against his lips but he relaxed soon and kissed him with more passion than before. His hands, both the human and non-human one, gripped Kanda's shoulder firmly and Kanda answered that by bringing their body into the tighter embrace. Allen did not know how it started, but when finally they broke free from the kiss, he found that he was back in the bed, lying flat on his back with Kanda's face hovering just a few inches from him. Even in that close distance, he still looked beautiful, Allen thought as he traced Kanda's face with his fingers. Allen always knew that Kanda Yuu was beautiful, but as he was now face-by-face with the said person, he could not help his breath from being caught in his throat.

He saw Kanda's fingers removing his own fingers from his face. He suddenly found that his both arms had been pinned down above his head in a strong yet gentle grip. He could see Kanda lowering his face and the sound of his breath when he whispered softly almost drove him insane.

"Bear with me, okay…"

Allen gulped. He had never been in that kind of condition so he was kind of confused how he should respond to the request. His mind had decided to stop functioning. All he could think, all he could process was how Kanda's face seemed so close to his own, how he enjoyed it, and how it felt so right.

Therefore he nodded.

He could see that Kanda was encouraged by his approval. He felt the other releasing the grip on his hands and then a soft kiss was placed on his lips again but it was brief and before he could respond, the lips had been removed. Somehow disappointed, Allen made a sound of disapproval but soon he was silenced, only to release more gasps of pleasure as Kanda sucked on his neck.

The kiss travelled further down, started from his pristine jaw line until it rested on his collarbone. One of Kanda's hands would brush his bare chest that was only covered with bandages occasionally as those persistent lips were licking and sucking everything they met up with. Allen whimpered, suddenly deemed skin-on-skin contact more than anything. He tugged on Kanda's shirt and the other instantly understood. With some efforts since both did not want to end the kisses even only for a while, Kanda managed to release himself from his coat and shirt, revealing his toned chest underneath. Seeing that, Allen brought his hands and pressed their body together. The first contact made them both astounded at the unfamiliar yet welcomed feeling they felt and soon their arms were wrapped securely around each other.

The storm outside the ship still raged on, making gasps and moans that came from Allen's cabin drowned by sound of thunders and harsh winds. Kanda and Allen's activity was getting more and more passionate, even though Kanda had to be careful to not press Allen's wound hard. But he did kiss Allen's wound softly, as if it could ease the pain that Allen felt. He did drag his tongue along Allen's slender abs, teasing way down his small frame.

For that moment, Allen tried to forget about everything. He felt that he could forget everything that had happened to him, and he didn't want to think about what his action could bring him to. He didn't know why Kanda did what he was doing at that time, but it felt so right for him. He did not know and he did not want to know. All he wanted to do is to kiss Kanda and being kissed back, to touch Kanda and being touched back, he wanted to savour all the things that were happening now.

He didn't even protest when Kanda started to roam further down to the line of his pants. He saw the other stopped, as if asking for his permission. Those fingers were lingering there, not so hard so he just barely knew they were there. Allen could see Kanda's face raised to gaze into his own eyes. He could see how passion had made Kanda's face flushed and his body slick with sweat, but it was the most beautiful scene he had ever seen. Kanda's eyes were looking at his face, silently asking for his agreement.

Was it wrong if that time he nodded?

Allen only wanted happiness, and that time he thought that finally he could get it, even though just for a little moment. He knew that this pleasurable encounter would highly not remain forever. He just wanted to enjoy it for as long as he could. He wanted this, he thought as Kanda caressed the private lower area of his body, he wanted this so much and he would just relish in those sensations he felt. Because somewhere on the back of his mind, he knew that these sweet, passionate moments would soon all come to an end, like the storm that was shaking their ship. The storm would disappear after it had finished roaring, leaving behind the sky so clear and blue. And so, he thought, their moments would soon disappear, leaving behind only what people called memories.

- end chapter 2 -

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