AN: I guess some people thought I was going to end it there based off the paragraphs at the end...but...I just felt like saying something warm and mushy since there was a lot of heavy stuff going on for a while...lol

I also noticed the plethora of grammatical errors as I was reading the last chapter I posted...I guess that's what I get for not going back to edit...haha

"Inspire Me"
Chapter 4: Closer

Kanda sat patiently watching Allen eat his usual ton of food—literally a TON, and Lavi sitting next to him joyfully eating.

"So...Beansprout, do you want to go...out with me?" God, Kanda just had to break the happy silence with this.

Lavi butt in, "You mean like on a DATE?!" Allen nearly choked on his precious food.

Kanda nearly smacked his face with his hand, but settled for looking down, shaking slightly with annoyance, emitting a cold aura towards the perverted bunny.

"Fine. Beansprout, will you go?" Kanda tried looking up at the person he was addressing, but seemed to stop halfway.

"Are you on drugs, Yu-chan?!" Lavi yelled, waving a hand frantically in front of the other's face, which ended up nearly broken when Kanda finally let him have that hand back.

Lucky to even have his hand, Lavi quieted and glanced over at Allen who wore an unreadable expression. The silence only seemed to grow louder between the three as Allen continued to stare at Kanda.

"Maybe..." Lavi tried the words slowly, fearful of his life, "Maybe, you should ask...properly, Kanda?" He made sure he used his friend's last name.

Kanda looked at Allen, who was still staring straight ahead, fork dangling limply from his fingers, dangerously close to crashing to the table.

"Will you..." Kanda stated, but then he realized what he was about to ask for, and his voice quieted and died. He blushed uncharacteristically, choosing to look down at Mugen and grip at the hilt some.

Lavi kicked him under the table, which extremely pissed him off, but he caught a glimpse of Allen's face, renewed out of its stupor, looking fully and intently at the samurai.

Kanda gave a small sigh, wondering why this was harder than fighting any akuma, "Will you go on a date with me?"

Lavi, shot him a look, clearly stating to go on, and Kanda knew what he had to say.

"Allen," Kanda gave a small smile at the use of the boy's actual name, "I'd really like it if you'd say yes."

Allen, for the first time in months smiled, although trembling a little. He put his fork down and touched his cheek to see if it was as warm as he thought it was. When did he get all flustered?

"Of course, Kanda."

"Yu-chan…" Lavi drawled out seriously, "This is a momentous moment."

Kanda grumbled and wondered what possessed him to actually open his bedroom door, allowing the annoying redhead in. Kanda fingered through the clothes in his drawer, trying to pick out something nice, yet appropriate since it had started to snow outside.

"Yu, I'm not letting you back in the Order until you've kissed Allen on this date," Kanda swore that with each of Lavi's words, his voice grew more and more serious, somewhat threatening.

"And how do you plan on doing that?" Kanda smirked, finally just tugging out a random white shirt, moving on to his larger closet to find something to put over it.

"Blackmail."

"You've got nothing on me."

"Au contraire, mon ami!" Lavi whipped out the scrapbook he meticulously worked on, revealing pictures of Kanda and Allen on the train together, candid moments of them actually talking to one another without fighting, and somehow Lavi managed to get a shot of Kanda and Allen sharing a bed together in Japan.

Kanda cursed under his breath, knowing full well that the apprentice bookman would spread those pictures around in a heartbeat, news and rumors spreading around like wildfire, which Kanda didn't need. He pulled on a heavy dark blue sweater that somewhat matched his eyes. Sitting down, he laced up heavy shoes, stuffing the ends of his tight black pants into them, to minimize the amount of clothes he would potentially get wet. Then, Kanda surprising pulled out a very manly scarf—bright pink. It was a gift Lenalee had made him, and he had been threatened by Komui to wear it. What's with all the threats lately?

"I'll think of something," Kanda shot at him before walking out to meet Allen at his room. Lavi quickly dashed to the library to put on his winter gear, racing to get outside and positioned to capture more moments between his two favorite exorcists.

Allen heard a small knock on the door and knew that it was Kanda waiting for him. Shouting for another second, Allen turned back to what he was doing. Lacing up his long black boots, he stood and patted off invisible dust from his grey pea coat, and then making sure that none of it had gotten on to his usual black pants. He fingered a cross for a while before kissing it softly.

"Mana, today I'm going out with a…good friend of mine. At least I hope he thinks I'm his friend, or maybe I'm wishing it? Watch over me Mana, because…I want to have fun, and I want to share it with you, too." He threaded the cross on a necklace, tucking it under his shirt.

He was greeted by Kanda's small smile as he walked out the door. Allen was surprised to see him dressed the way he was: black shoes and pants, a blue sweater that just seemed to make his eyes even more striking, and an overly large pink scarf.

Kanda smiled shortly at the small boy, almost wanting to reach out his hand to him, but decided against it. As they walked slowly, Kanda took note of how Allen's coat accentuated his hips, hugging them to somewhat give him a girlish figure. It also made Allen's legs seem longer than they were, seemingly disappeared into the bottom of his coat. Kanda looked sadly at the single black glove that covered Allen's left hand, but chose to not focus on it too much.

They kept silent mostly until the reached the town, in which they started talk of petty things, like their hate of Komui, theories on how Reever manages to hold up the science department, of Lavi's perverseness, and how they thought Miranda liked Krory.

They stopped at a small shop for lunch, in which Allen ate civil amounts of food: 2 dango sticks, rice, some meat products, and tea. Kanda chose to have udon.

"Want some?" Allen offered a dango stick sweetly to him. Kanda stared at it, knowing full well the sweetness of mitarashi dango, and how he usually disliked sweets. But he hand no further time to think on the matter, since one was abruptly stuffed into his mouth as soon as he opened it to politely decline. Shocked to say the least, Kanda stared wide-eyed at the white haired boy, who placed his hand over Kanda's mouth to keep him from spitting it out. He reluctantly chewed, and realized that maybe the sweetness wasn't so bad. Or maybe it was just because Allen had fed it to him.

Allen chucked, wiping some of the sauce off of Kanda's cheek as the elder blushed. He heard a clicking noise in the background that didn't seem to fit, but he could care less now that Allen's fingers were softly caressing his face.

"Let's keep going."

Allen ran slightly ahead of Kanda when they left the small food shop. He began to turn in circles, letting the snow fall on his face. Scooping up more from the ground, he twirled, slowly releasing the soft, pure white particles, so that they fell around him. Taking in the beautiful winter scene before him, Kanda blushed and beamed at the precious boy, happy to see him so carefree and spirited. Kanda caught up to the small boy, who twirled once more for good measure to stop in front of Kanda. Looking up at the taller Japanese man, Allen smiled sweetly. Kanda reached up to brush some of the snow off of Allen's coat and head before he offered his hand to the younger. Intertwining their fingers together, they walked silently and happily onwards.

After a while, the pair reached a park and sat to rest on a lonely bench. Allen scooted closer to Kanda, the other looking away while placing his arm around the bench, almost touching Allen's back. The younger boy shivered some, and Kanda unraveled most of his scarf, wrapping it around Allen's shoulders, while pulling him closer, bringing his arm down behind Allen, and placing it on his hip.

"Thank you, Kanda," Allen smiled gratefully, accepting the warmth that neither of them ever thought Kanda possessed. He brought the scarf they now shared up to his nose, taking in Kanda's scent.

"How's…it going so far?" The Japanese asked timidly, searching Allen's face for an answer when he didn't receive one right away.

Allen looked up at him slyly, sticking out his tongue playfully, "What do you think?"

Kanda squeezed his hip some, trying to instigate an answer, but it only caused Allen to get up and run playfully away from him. Kanda, despite his mostly proper and age-appropriate attitude, chased after him, but then he felt it—something cold hitting his face. Wiping the snow off, he found Allen laughing hysterically. Growling, he ran, armed with a snowball of his own. Allen let out a shrill scream, running faster. When Allen tripped slightly, Kanda saw his chance; he hit Allen on the back of the head with the snow, causing it to run down into his shirt.

Allen danced wildly, shaking out the snow, but when doing so, he ran into Kanda, knocking him over. After a few moments of darkness, Allen picked his head up from Kanda's chest, blushing an extreme red color, noticing Kanda's own blush. They stared at each other intensely for a while, before Kanda's small smile broke it. Kanda threaded his cold hands though Allen's hair, reveling in the softness of it while wiping off some of the snow.

Allen steadied himself over Kanda, trying not to lean on him too much, although Kanda slightly pulled him down. The samurai brought his other arm to softly rub the small of Allen's back, causing the sensitive skin there to send waves of warmth and pleasure through Allen's body. And then, Kanda pulled him down, placing his lips open the shocked boys'.

Allen made a small noise of surprise in the back of his throat, but Kanda held him firmly in place against his own body, letting out a small growl to silence Allen and assert his possessiveness. He slightly rolled on his side, causing Allen to fall off him, soon pinning the small exorcist underneath him, and holding the sides of the boy's head in each of his hands. Kanda once again brought their lips together, this time with more want, more passion, seeking an entrance into that sweet mouth which was immediately given to him. Their tongues danced together, lighting their bodies on fire. Allen's back arched as Kanda's tongue tickled the roof of his mouth. Kanda ceased the younger boy's squirming movements by grinding his hips down into Allen's.

Coming up for air, each panted heavily. Kanda descended, pushing Allen's coat open slightly, exposing his neck, kissing and nipping it lovingly, stopping to suck at the skin attaching the porcelain neck to his perfectly aligned collarbone. Bringing his arms up, Allen hugged Kanda closer to himself, letting his fingers feel Kanda's silky hair. Kanda smiled into his neck, rubbing the side of the boy's cheek.

Lavi smiled, deciding that this was more than enough pictures for his collection, scurrying away from the park, already planning out what pictures would go where and how he would describe each moment. As he was running, he thought about how much action he was missing between the two boys, just hoping that they weren't fucking like bunnies in the snow.

Authors Note: Boy…where is this story headed? Hahaha

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