Author's Note: I have no clue where this story is going

Author's Note: I have no clue where this story is going. It's lost focus. Lmfao. I'm just writing whatever comes to my mind first. Believe me, I want it to have structure, but it's just not working out. DX

Disclaimer: I don't own D. Gray-man, thanks.

"Inspire Me"

Chapter 5: A Little Training

Lavi skipped through the halls merrily all the way to his destination—Lenalee's room. He hummed what sounded vaguely like "A huntin' we will go," but in his mind, "hunting" was probably replaced with the word "plotting." Rounding the corner, he saw Allen and Kanda holding hands, assuming that they had just returned from their little outing. They quickly pulled away from each other when they saw the red-headed exorcist approaching them. Lavi gave off the impression that he didn't see them and continued on his journey.

"Lenalee! It's your best friend in the whole wide world!!" Lavi shouted, knocking violently on her door.

"Miranda?" Lenalee questioned jokingly, rising to stand before her door, but not opening it yet.

Lavi screeched in betrayal, "It's LAVI!! Adorable, sexy LAVI!!" He wailed loudly until the Chinese girl opened the door to let him in.

"What is it?" she said between chuckles, seeing as her friend was still a little cross from her joking.

He quickly got over himself as he whipped out a pink book, "I've got you some new material, Lenalee!!"

Lenalee squealed and tried to grab the book from him, but failed miserably, almost toppling to the ground. Lavi smirked, running over to the other side of her room, Lenalee chasing after him. Quickly moving to the side in a repeat performance, he almost caused the girl to run face-first into the wall. Laughing, he held the pink prize above his head, beyond her normal reach.

"Ah ah ah," he wagged a finger at her, "I require payment."

She huffed, stomping over to him, placing a small kiss on his cheek. Grinning widely he handed her the book. Immediate after it was in her hands, she activated her Dark Boots and kicked him in the shin. She opened the book excitedly, peeking over to see the bookman junior crumpled on the floor, crying, before she turned her eyes to the pictures in front of her. Needless to say, she nearly died.

She looked at the well put-together scrapbook with candid pictures of Allen and Kanda in intimate moments. Allen and Kanda in intimate moments. Allen and Kanda in intimate moments. Allen and Kanda in INTIMATE moments!! Each picture she flipped through, the closer she was to a death by bloody nose.

"Lavi…I love you!!" She clung to the exorcist who was still doubled over in pain on her floor, giving him one more apologetic kiss on the cheek, "This will be perfect for my doujinshi collection! I'll write tons of KandaXAllen pairing dounjinshis ASAP!"

She giggled ferociously, tossing the poor rabbit out the door.

"Write fast, Lenalee."

Allen and Kanda had gone their separate ways for a while. Allen lay on his bed, recounting everything that had happened on their date together. He felt overjoyed and ecstatic, wishing he would never come down from the high he was experiencing. After a good hour or two, he decided to venture out into the halls, going wherever his feet felt like taking him.

Hearing muffled shouts coming from the training room, the white-haired exorcist went in Kanda training with his Master Tiedoll. Seemingly, Kanda was getting his ass uncharacteristically handed to him by his soft-spoken master. They fought an uneven battle, for Tiedoll had summoned his creatures. Kanda slashed at them blindly, undone hair hanging over his eyes, concealing their tired look. When Kanda finally stopped struggling, the man lightly nudged the exhausted swordsman with his cross-shaped innocence for good measure before leaving him be for a while. Allen watched forlornly as his samurai lay on the ground, breathing deeply.

Suddenly there was a hand patting him on the back. Turning wide-eyed, he was met with a kind smile from Tiedoll, "What are you doing here, little one?"

Allen suppressed the anger at being called little, "Just watching."

"He seems a little distracted," Tiedoll's comment caught the boy off guard, "I wonder why?"

"I haven't the slightest clue," Allen wanted to believe that the teen was thinking of him, but he wouldn't think too highly of himself, especially coming from Kanda, "I guess he's just tired."

"Haha," he laughed in an all-knowing way, scratching the back of his head with one of his hands, "Well, I'll be off for a little break. I expect Kanda ready to begin again when I get back."

As the general walked away, Allen wore a bemused smile, taking in the man's cryptic remarks. Timcampy slapped him on the back of his head with its large tail. Allen took it as a sign to go to Kanda.

Allen moved cautiously and slowly over to where Kanda was now kneeling, head bent over, still breathing heavily. He knelt beside him and slightly behind him, in the Japanese's blind spot. He placed a tentative hand on the worn out exorcist.

Kanda whipped around quickly, wearing his trademark glare, hair almost smacking Allen in the face due to the fast movement. Seeing Allen's nervous smile, Kanda's face considerable softened, breathing a sigh of relief. The swordsman slowly turned to kneel closely in front of the smaller boy so that they were facing each other.

"Are you alright, Kanda?"

He received no reply. Allen was just about to ask again when Kanda slowly fell forward, burying his head into the crook of Allen's neck, resting his tired arms in the boys lap. He used this time to try and even out his breathing.

Allen smiled as he looked down at Kanda's slightly embarrassed face and slowly patted the silky head of hair, caressing and rubbing Kanda's right arm with his free hand, trying to work out the tension that had accumulated during the sparring match. Kanda shifted into Allen more, closing his eyes.

A small "thanks" was heard from the samurai, which made Allen giggle. He was happy to do this for him, "Feeling better now, Kanda?"

Kanda looked up at him, conflicted. He looked around a bit before his eyes slowly settled back on the boy in front of him, "You can call me…uh," he blushed a bit, hoping Allen would just see it as him being hot and sweaty after a training session, "You can call me Yu, ya know…when we're…alone."

Allen beamed at Kanda, "Thank you, Yu." He kissed Yu sweetly before the door opened up, revealing an already prepared Tiedoll ready for round two. Kanda stood, brushing himself off and moving to stand protectively between his master and Allen.

The younger exorcist laughed but called after him just as he was about to lunge at Tiedoll, "Wait, wait, Kanda!"

Stopping short, he turned slightly to face Allen and was surprised to see him untying his ever-present red ribbon from his neck, "I want this back, okay?"

Allen then gathered up Kanda's hair and used his ribbon to tie it up just the way Kanda liked it. He made a small bow and pushed away the samurai's sweaty bangs, "Okay, train hard Kanda! I'll be watching."

Kanda smiled at his Beanspout, and kept smiling even as the boy was walking away to find a safe distance to watch. And, boy, did Kanda give him a show.

A few minutes later, General Tiedoll laid in a beaten mess on the ground, but he smiled cheerily as Kanda triumphantly over to Allen, "I knew that Allen could motivate my Yu-chan!"

Author's Note: I dunno…random training plus fluff! Yay for reviews!

And...I've noticed that these stories always look better in the word document before I post it...haha