A/N: Life is amazing. I officially work for the University's science department! I even have a fitted lab coat with "Science department" embroidered on it. On a related note, sorry for the delay, I hurt my hand wheeling cadavers into the 'Gross Anatomy Lab' (and yes, that IS its actual name).

Komui's eyes fluttered open when a cup of coffee was shoved under his nose. He had a massive headache and couldn't remember where he was or what had happened. He did a mental inventory and quickly deduced that he must have gotten another concussion (contusion). He winced and someone immediately provided aspirin.

That someone was a very concerned looking Reever. Komui looked around puzzled, "Hmm… Reever? What happened?"

He hesitated. "Supervisor, how much do you remember?"

"I think I had a nightmare," Komui pouted, "The coffee was gone… and…"

"And?" Reever prodded.

He thought for a second. .."LENALEE CAME HOME!!!!!!" he smiled widely.

"Oh…yeah, um… that really happened"

Hmmm, so the coffee outage had happened, and his sister had come home. But the sex? Nah. That had to be a dream. To his dismay, Reever would never go along with something like that.

It might have been the headache, but Komui felt like he was missing something. The blonde wouldn't meet his eyes, and seemed kind of embarrassed. Why? Had he been talking in his sleep again? Oh, that'd be bad. Very bad.

"What happened? Did I miss something?" he rubbed his eyes.

"You mean other than the fact that you…… caused this whole mess." Reever finished rather lamely, blushing.

Komui was about to say something, when there was a knock at the door. "Brother, have you thought about the trouble you've caused everyone?"

"LENALEE!" Komui launched himself off of the couch (where Reever had been kind to put him), sloshing his coffee in the process, and threw his arms around his sister's waist, crying tears of joy.

Lenalee smiled, over her brother's head, at Reever and rolled her eyes, making him smirk. She was glad that he was always nice enough to look after her brother while she was away, even though he'd been an unfortunate test subject for many and invention.

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After he learned that Komui did not remember attacking him, Reever started giving him a bit more space. He figured that he would forget about it eventually, or at least get over it, and things could go back to normal, but he felt somewhat used. Stupid Komui and his caffeine addiction, stupid Yeong-mi and her evil soap.

Komui was briefly thrilled with his new freedom. He didn't have to do paperwork! However, after almost a full day without Reever hunting him down, he started to get a little apprehensive. While he was knocked out, he'd had a very nice dream about the sort of thing he'd like to do to the blonde. What if he had said something aloud? Shit. Maybe that was why Reever didn't want anything to do with him.

************* (Komui's 'dream', aka the rest of the lemon! I'm basically picking up where I left off.)

In his dream, Komui had Reever bent over his desk. That was not unusual. After all, he barely remembered what his bed even looked like.

When he thought Reever was stretched enough, he entered him. (During one of his various attempts at fleeing paperwork, he had overheard a few finders discussing sex between men, and he remembered one of them saying that penetration hurt less in the end if you just got it over with.) It was scorching hot, unbearably tight and it felt insanely good.

He winced when he heard Reever scream. He really hoped he had not hurt him, but some small twisted part of him was relieved. He had seemed sort of detached before, but now Komui knew that he was fully aware of his surroundings. And there was only one 'curly-haired bastard' that he could be referring too. Komui was thrilled. He stilled, waiting for his blonde to adjust.

Suddenly a thought struck Komui. He had not even kissed Reever yet! Damn, he'd messed up again.

He bent so that his chest was flush with Reever's back, and wrapped his arms around him, hugging him tightly. Reever would not look at him. Komui kissed his cheek gently, trying to coax him into turning his head. It worked. There were tears in Reever's eyes and even though he knew that it had to be a dream, Komui suddenly felt guilty.

He kissed him lovingly. Reever tasted like candy and lemon soda, and maybe a bit of honey. Komui knew that he would (he'd gotten into the habit of getting some of Reever's favorite candy from Jerry, and eating it sometimes, when he knew he wouldn't get caught). He was completely shocked when Reever hesitantly kissed him back.

This made Komui happy, but staying still was driving him insane. He pulled out and pushed back in slowly. He was rewarded with a moan instead of the protest he'd been expecting. He was silently thankful that he always carried a bottle of water based, light grade machine lubricant in his pocket (but he knew Reever would kill him if he ever found out what he was using).

He set up a slow deep rhythm. It was hard to keep up, but the delicious little noises that Reever was making make it totally worth it. He changed the angle a little, and Reever gasped. Komui grinned wickedly and started thrusting hard against that spot. He took one arm out of the hug and moved it down to caress Reever's cock in time with his thrusts. He felt Reever's walls spasm around him, and what's more, a moan of "Ko-Komui " escaped Reever's lips as he came.

At this Komui experienced a pure maniacal high. Reever had said his name! YAY! He threw his arms around Reever and held him tightly, plunging inside him once more, murmuring "I love you" as he came.

Komui rested his head on Reever's back. He smelled coffee, so he hadn't been hallucinating before. What a strange dream. He couldn't decide if the coffee smell was supposed to be coming from dream Reever, or if it was an attempt made by his subconscious to try and mark Reever as his. Whichever it was, if his dreams were this pleasant, he would have to get some sleep more often. He yawned and drifted off snuggling against his Reever .

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Yeong-mi gratefully accepted her tray of food from Jerry, and walked over to the table were the newly returned Lavi was chatting with Lenalee.

"I think Reever should be nominated for sainthood."

"Absolutely, I love my brother but He can be rather…hard to deal with." She finished diplomatically. "I left for two days, and when I came back he'd already set another 'baby' lose on poor Reever."

"Who told you that?" Yeong-mi interrupted as she sat down.

"Russell, he met me at the canal."

Yeong-mi started giggling and the two exorcists looked at her confused.

"Russell was mistaken. They were, ah, having a lover's moment." She explained.

Lavi's mouth had dropped open and he looked like he was going to faint. Lenalee's face was a mix of emotions: pleasant surprise, confusion, anger, happiness and guilt.

Yeong-mi just smiled, pleased with herself, and started eating.

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When Lavi had composed himself, he followed Lenalee down to the supervisor's office. He had a feeling that this was something he did not want to miss.

Lenalee was happy that her brother was seeing someone, especially Reever who she'd always been fond of, to the point of seeing him as her second older brother, but she was also very upset. Why hadn't they told her? She assumed that it was a recent development but she'd been home for almost two whole days. Were they worried that she wouldn't accept it? That would be stupid. Some of her best friends were gay, and they both knew it.

She reached the office door, and was about to throw it open, when she paused and decided to knock first. She fully intended to yell at her brother, and well if Reever was in there… she might go into happy sister mode. On the other hand, she might walk in on something and be mentally scarred. She didn't want to see her brother(s) doing that… and she didn't want to interrupt. She froze with her hand poised over the door. Should she comeback later?

Lavi, who had been watching her with interest, decided to take her out of her misery by knocking for her.

"Come in."

Lenalee took a second to bring back the rage. Then she flung the door open and stormed inside, ignoring the startled looking Allen who had been turning in a mission report. "Brother we need to talk." She deadpanned.

Komui's eyes went wide as he tried to figure out just what he had done this time, other than not doing his paperwork.

"Why didn't you tell me that you and Reever are dating?" She waited for him to answer.

Komui's eyes bugged out of his head and he whispered, "We are?"

She narrowed her eyes, "You had better be! You had sex with him didn't you?"

His mouth fell open in awe, "I… I did?"

"Ugh, you're impossible!! How can you not remember something so important?"

Komui didn't really hear her, he was still trying to figure it out in his head. "….it… it wasn't a dream? It really happened?" he puzzled. "….is that why he's avoiding me?.... wait, THAT'S why he's avoiding me…" He looked a little frightened.

Lenalee watched this exchange with growing annoyance. Never in her life had she wanted to kick her brother as much as she did now.

"You're impossible!!!!! Ugh! Brother! Go have sex with Reever!!!"

"……………………………………."

"I think you killed him! Allen too. I can't believe it!"

"Lavi" she said warningly.

A/N: Please review!

A/N 2: Sorry for the bad lemon. I tried to focus on Komui this time to even things out. I really want to get better! Any suggestions or ideas? Also, everyone was a little (or really) out of character and I apologize.

A/N 3: Joe was at work but George gave it a quick once over and deemed it ready. I think I might need a beta. If anyone would like to volunteer or make a recommendation, I would be eternally grateful.

A/N 4: A few people have asked me about my work at the hospital. Well, I work in the medical laboratory as a pre-intern (they pay for my tuition and books). As I get farther in school, I can do more things around the lab. Right now, I run simple tests, sterilize things, and run errands.

A/N 5: Would anyone be upset if I threw in Kanda and Allen as a side pair? They wouldn't even kiss or anything. It'd just be mentioned in passing. (I want an excuse for Cross to chase someone down a hallway for a bit of levity).