August eleventh: caged

"…Hey Link?"

"Yes Walker?"

"Do you have some pen and paper I can borrow, please?" Link glanced at the 15-year-old beside him, sighing as he passed Allen a scrap of parchment and a fountain pen from his pocket. "Thank you."

A 'hmm' was Link's only reply as he watched Allen scribble on the offered piece, pausing to scan the words before nodding to himself. "Here Link, see if you can approve this."

Accepting the paper and pen back, Link read the words Allen had written out, thought for a moment, and then glanced back at Allen. "Though the passage you had just written would be considered a threat to, not only the Black Order but also Central, nether the less, I might have to agree with you on this, Walker."

Allen smiled at the Inspector as he folded the paper carefully before tucking it in his breast pocket, along with his pen.

"Glad to know."

xXx

"Hey, Lenalee~! Have ya seen Beansprout and Two-Spot anywhere?" Lavi asked the 16-year-old beside him.

After being cooped up in the Library for more than a week, only coming out for food and bathroom breaks, the 18-year-old had become desperate to find his adorable 'sprout, sweep him off his feet, and make a mad dash away from Link to have some 'Quiet Time' with Allen.

"I think Nii-san called them to his office a few hours ago..." Lenalee paused, sudden realization and irritation bled through her body while fear seeped through Lavi's.

"... That can't be good..."

Unexpectedly, a wall of the cafeteria caved in, revealing a 10-foot-tall robot.

"Oh god, no..."

"NII-SAN!!"

"Yes my dear Lenalee~?" Komui chirped, leaping from behind the robot, blissfully unaware of (or ignoring) the death glares he was receiving from everyone who were previously enjoying their meal. Even Jerry was annoyed (A/N: To me, pissing Jerry off in the slightest is a BIG no-no...)

"Komui..." everyone cringed, for Lenalee to call her brother by his first name was a bad thing in itself. "Where's Allen and Link...?"

"...They're around..."

Suddenly, as if answering Lenalee's question (and proving Komui's vague statement), a dull, thumping noise vibrating throughout the robots hollow torso, accompanied by muffled voices.

"Lenalee! We're in HERE!!"

"Miss Lee! Tell your incompetent fool of a brother to let us OUT!!"

"...See, Lenalee-dearest? They're here~!"

"Ah, Komui?" Lavi raised his hand, fingering his 'Ōzuchi Kozuchi' in caution. "Why are Beansprout ("It's Allen!") and Two-Spot ("Is that you, Bookman Jr.? GET US OUT!!") in that robot?"

"An excellent question, Lavi~! This is 'Komlin 7'! It's a 'Transportable Detention Center Automaton'~! I was using Allen-kun and Link as demonstrations~!"

"Wouldn't it be better to just call it a 'Mobile Prison Robot'?" Someone spoke out, only to receive many 'You're-Not-Helping' glares.

"Hmmm… Never thought of that…"

*CRASH*

Everyone winced at the sound of metal being sliced screeched throughout the cafeteria, before a thunderous crash echoed after. Standing in front of the now collapsed wreck of 'Komlin 7', a slightly ruffled Link and a unconscious Allen, was a very, very,very…(times one million)…very, very pissed off Kanda, scowling as he clutched Mugen in his hands.

"Che." Glancing at the shocked faces behind him, Kanda gave them a blank stare.

"The fucking robot was staring at my Soba."

xXx

Allen didn't know when he had passed out and how long he was unconscious for, all he knew was that he missed out on beating the living crap out of Komui...

"Rise and shine," a gentle, teasing voice whispered as fingers traced circles through Allen's hair, rousing the teen from his thoughts of revenge and blood-lust. "Beansprout~!"

"M' name's Allen... Urg..." Allen winced at the dull throb that coursed through his head. "God...it feels like my head got trampled by a mob of Shishō's debt collectors…"

"Lucky for you, I guess, it was a piece of Komui's latest 'Komlin' that whacked you senseless…" Allen glanced up to see Lavi smiling softly above him, the red-head's fingers continued to massage the younger's scalp, earning an appreciative hum from Allen.

"How long have I been out?" Allen mumbled as he took in his surroundings.

The two were in Allen's room, the 15-year-old had noticed, the room was filled with a warm, golden glow, marking the day late afternoon. The two teens were currently lying on Allen's bed; Lavi's back was resting against the headboard as the lower half of his body stretched out along the mattress, his stomach providing Allen a comfortable pillow.

"About three hours."

"… I'm going to hurt Komui…just as soon as this blasted headache goes away…" a pained groan escaped Allen's lips as he buried deeper into Lavi's slightly muscled stomach, the white-haired teen whimpered lightly when he felt Lavi lean over the side of the bed before shifting back to his original spot.

"Here." The 18-year-old said as he helped Allen up to take two pills and a glass of water.

"Thank you…"

"You're welcome~! Oh, by the way, you don't have to worry about Komui. The others *cough-everyone-cough* are taking care of him."

"Where's Timcanpy?"

"I sent Tim to record Komui getting his 'Just Desserts'~!"

"Ugh…please don't mention desserts…or food for that matter… I didn't get to eat anything since breakfast…" the 'Bottomless Pit" made itself known, growling as it demanded food.

Lavi couldn't help but chuckle as he started to gently rub Allen's belly, feeling it vibrate in hunger before it settle back down. "Don't worry about food, Beansprout ("It's Allen."). As we speak, Jerry is slave-driving the cooks into making you a late lunch and an early dinner before the cafeteria is closed down for repairing the wall 'Komlin 7' destroyed…along with the other ten that managed to get in the way…

"In the mean time~" Lavi hummed to himself, placing his lips on top of Allen's, bringing a light blush to dust the others cheeks. "We got some time to ourselves," another peck, then a pair of lips found their way to the pentacle that shied behind white locks of soft, silky hair. "what do ya want to do till then, Allen~?"

"……cuddle?"

Lavi, with all his willpower, managed to stop himself from screaming "STRIKE!!" and glomping the 15-year-old, who was currently looking at him with a 'puppy eyes' look on his face. Lavi knew this was a rare moment of Allen openly wanting affection (even though it was probably the pain-killers making Allen this way. Then again, beggers can't be choosers.), and there was no in hell he was going to pass this up.

"Of course~! My lovely Allen-Chan~!"

xXx

OMAKE TIME~!

While Lavi and Allen were having their 'Quiet Time' (A/N: *sniff*…for some reason, I can smell innuendo…), Timcanpy, our favourite golem, was nestled in the short strands of Lenalee's hair, watching and recording everyone discussing about the punishment Komui should receive.

"I say we should take away his lab." Someone said, earning a few mumbles from those around them.

Komui, who was currently tied to a chair, laughed in mockery. "I have multiple labs all over the Order. All of them are in secret locations, where you can't find them in a million years!"

"I have a suggestion." Everyone's attention was drawn to Link. "While caged in that wretched thing, Walker and I, mostly Walker though, came up with a solution to our current…problem…

"In the end, we both decided to…put it simply…immobilize the Supervisor's legs-"

"Go ahead, I'm a scientist! I don't need my legs!"

"-and break one of his arms."

Silence feel over the mob as they pondered on Link's proposal…though many were just in shock that Allen and Link (A.K.A. Central's Watchdog) would actually agree with each other on something.

"… That sounds plausible enough." Reever said, scratching his chin in thought. "Someone get Bookman, and tell him to bring his needles. He's got some nerves to paralyze."

"This is mutiny! MUTINY!!" Komui screamed, but his cries fell on deaf ears.

The only one who was listening was Timcanpy, but he was only there to record for Lavi and Allen's entertainment.

What a good Golem he is~!

xXx

…sorry for late chapter…been busy (starts crying like the idiot I am)

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