I get the feeling Allen and Kanda are a little (or a lot) out of character here. I tried to make it so I didn't stray too far from themselves, but...well...I got caught up in some parts. If you find anything wrong, please point it out.

I don't own -Man, its characters, etc.

Chapter 3

"Bean Sprout, what the hell are you doing?" Kanda finally asked, trying to keep the tremor out of his voice. He had never seen Allen so dark before. Even in arguments, he retained his cordial nature. If nothing else, his personality had never transformed so quickly or completely.

"I owe you a debt?" Allen murmured, seeming not to have heard the Japanese man before him. "You don't know the meaning of the word debt. Not the way my master uses it. I've lost track of the people he owes and how much he owes them. I'm still working on paying his debts, so you'll have to get in line!" The sinister laughter once again erupted from his throat. "Or maybe yours will be easier to pay off? It doesn't have to be money, does it?"

In one swift motion, Allen shoved Kanda down on the bed, face up. Kanda writhed, doing his best to escape the grasp of the younger male. He didn't like the look in the cursed exorcist's eyes – too much. Too much hunger, too much desire, and more greed than he had ever seen in Allen Walker.

And his strength! Despite his greatest efforts, Kanda simply couldn't move. Allen appeared to hover over him, kneeling with one leg on either side of his midsection.

"Bean Sprout—" he sputtered, only to have Allen place a finger to his lips before lowering himself closer, closer until the white-haired boy's breath drifted by his ear.

"Allen."

That one word, spoken with such authority yet in such a soft tone sent a shiver up and down Kanda's spine. Goosebumps rose along his bare arms. He didn't dare move in the face of the dark Allen.

As if on cue, Allen brought his face back to stare into Kanda's eyes. There was no doubt he saw bright flashes of fear in those unfocused eyes. It took Allen a moment to realize that he was genuinely making Kanda nervous, and not only because he had turned into a sharper, more dominant person. He had suddenly taken something from Kanda, something the older boy hadn't anticipated losing.

Allen had taken his control.

While Kanda did his best to regain it, Allen simply took more and more as he moved in. Kanda had long since stopped struggling against him, deeming the effort futile.

Allen lowered his face to Kanda's, barely a centimeter's gap between them. In a fleeting move, Allen brought his hand to the back of Kanda's head, tugging the hair tie. Licorice strands fell across the bed, a few scattering over his face as Allen pulled his arm back.

"What are you—"

"It's easier this way," Allen said. "You should keep it like this more."

Kanda didn't know how to respond. Of all things to comment on, it was his hair? Reverting to his defense mechanism, he just scoffed and averted his eyes.

"Don't do that," Allen demanded. He gripped the man's chin between his forefinger and thumb, and turned his head back to face him.

"Stop it," Kanda blurted, glaring into the younger's eyes with more confidence than when he'd looked away.

"You wanted my debt repaid," Allen said. "That's what I'm doing."

"I didn't mean this!" It looked like the panic was setting in again, more slowly, more suppressed.

"I'm not giving you any money." It was nothing more than a factual statement. Allen had wasted far too much time only to have his master waste far too much money. One person stealing that from him was more than enough.

"I don't need your money," Kanda said, scowling as he became more irritated than fearful of the person on top of him.

"Then what do you need?"

It was a fair question, Kanda thought. One he hadn't considered until this moment. Then again, he hadn't been thinking when he told Allen about his debt. Had he known it would set off an alternate personality, he would have kept his mouth shut.

But Allen obviously expected an answer and Kanda had nothing.

"I don't need anything," he nearly whispered.

Allen grinned cynically. "That's not true."

A fiery blush crept over Kanda's cheeks. Whether it indicated embarrassment or anger at the kid's comment, even he couldn't tell. His annoyance, however, was unfathomable, an observation not lost on the cursed exorcist.

"I'll show you what you need," Allen offered, less as an option, but more as the option.

As if to cut off any retort from the cornered exorcist, Allen slipped his free hand behind Kanda's head and pulled his face forward. Their mouths locked in a kiss more passionate and aggressive than anything Kanda had experienced coming from the snowy-haired boy. It unsettled him as adrenaline coursed through his veins. Was this how Allen felt when Kanda kissed him?

Allen broke the kiss for bare seconds to catch his breath, leaving Kanda stunned and gasping. The adrenaline rush had left Kanda feeling just a bit weaker, an unsteady relief. He stared up in shock, hoping that that might've been the end of dark Allen. Yet another part of him wished for more.

Almost before he even realized that piece of him, Allen dove back into the kiss. This time, their lips hardly met before Kanda felt Allen's tongue exploring their contours. Soon, it prodded for entrance, easing Kanda's lips apart.

He obliged, his will to resist draining with every second. In fact, he almost regretted never giving Allen the chance to be anything but submissive, even entertaining the vague idea of provoking Allen into this state more often.

All thoughts disintegrated when Allen's tongue slipped past Kanda's to glide over his teeth, his gums, his cheeks before trying to entangle itself with Kanda's. At one point, Allen became so absorbed in making out with Kanda that he clenched in his left hand a fistful of charcoal colored hair, yanking it back down to the mattress.

Kanda yelped at the unexpected tug, nearly biting the other boy's tongue. Allen didn't seem to notice, instead gripping Kanda's hair tighter before letting go and gripping his shoulder instead.

The Japanese boy needed air. Trying to make do with quick nasal inhales had long since stopped being enough, but he really didn't want to be the one to break away. Despite his previous reservations, he no longer regretted anything he'd said and dreaded the moment Allen would consider his debt repaid.

As if reading his mind, Allen withdrew from the kiss, saliva still connecting the two exorcists' mouths. Allen breathed heavily, sinister grin vanished from his features. But his eyes glinted with something far from innocent.

"I'm tired of being on the bottom," he finally whispered, licking his lips greedily.

Kanda frowned. Maybe he didn't like this Allen as much as he thought. It seemed like every time the kid opened his mouth it was an inadvertent complain about his character. The relationship wouldn't work with two dominant people.

Without waiting for Kanda's reply, the white-haired boy lowered his face to Kanda's ear, exhaling into it through his nose and tickling it unpleasantly. Kanda raised a hand to swat him away, but Allen expected it.

He caught the older boy's wrist, pinning it to the bed. Kanda's agitation grew as Allen continued to rule over his body.

"Stop," Kanda said shortly. "That's annoying."

He heard Allen chuckle, felt his chest convulsing against him. In response, he brushed his lips against Kanda's jaw line and down the side of his neck, stopping at his collarbone. Kanda felt a smile curl against his skin. He shivered.

"Relax," Allen sighed, his warm breath meandering over his companion's skin.

An involuntary blush crept into Kanda's cheeks. When Allen felt his skin heat up, he traced the Japanese exorcist's collarbones with his tongue before gently nipping the skin.

Hissing in surprise, Kanda gripped the sheet beneath him with the hand not restrained by Allen. "Can't you be careful?" he asked in a voice that sounded far weaker than it should have.

"Are you ever careful with me?" Allen retorted, not looking up.

"Yes," Kanda nearly gasped when Allen bit and sucked his skin again. "Bean Sprout, you're going to leave marks!"

"Your uniform will cover it," he said dismissively.

Allen let go of Kanda's wrist to grip the man's shirt close to the collar. The first couple of buttons were already undone, but Allen was quickly getting bored with just his neck.

To Kanda's horror, Allen tore open the front of the shirt, leaving few buttons intact.

"That…it was a good shirt!" Kanda exclaimed.

"Stop talking!" Allen demanded. He placed one hand beside Kanda's head pinning a few strands of ebony hair and running the tips of his fingers from Kanda's scalp to the ends of the waist length locks. As if in slow motion, he once again lowered himself to Kanda's chest, resting his forehead there like he had to think of his next move.

The boy's white hair swept Kanda's bare skin and the Japanese boy started to shift reflexively. He wasn't used to having anyone – not even this kid – touching him like this. Despite what had happened between them in the past, Kanda didn't adjust to these things quickly.

Deciding to wing it, Allen breathed softly, blowing on Kanda's abdominal muscles. Kanda shivered again, more visibly this time, and placed a hand lightly on the crown of Allen's head.

Allen interpreted it as permission. At this point, his dark self had worn off, for the most part. Even so, he refused to let Kanda catch on to the secret, instead migrating to his belt. Allen was now situated between Kanda's legs, running his fingertips over every contour of his body before tracing the seams on his inner thighs.

Kanda sat up, fumbling with his belt, hands shaking. Allen grasped them in his own, leaning forward to press his body to Kanda's. Even through a translucent, tissue thin shirt, Allen felt the chill of Kanda's skin.

It wouldn't take much to warm it up.

One chapter left! I'm sorry I'm not capable of writing lemons (if you were expecting them). OTL I guess it ends kind of abruptly, huh? Still, tell me your thoughts, I'd love to hear them! ^^

Thank you for reading thus far, and thank you soooooo much for reviewing if you have or will! I still haven't quite figured out if I'm able to reply to them. ^^;