I'm not gonna beat around the bush, I'll let you read, and talk later in the afternote :) Just one thing:

Warning: Plain smut at the end... that's it :)

It was a well known fact in school, and everywhere else as a matter of fact, that there were only few things able to piss Kanda off. Most of them were absent most of the time, or they were just plainly ignored (as seen in the case of one redhead bunny). So when for once, Kanda came to school more explosive than in a long time, everyone was sure to see it. Something was wrong, very wrong.

And that thing was called Allen Walker.

A few days prior found Kanda having a very dangerous fight with a beansprout. The fight was fiery and uncontrolled, seeing as the only reasonable person they knew, in this case Lenalee, was nowhere to be found. And to make matters worse, said beansprout was the core of Kandas worries and problems most of the time, especially in this period of his life.

You see, Kanda Yuu didn't like people. In fact, Kanda Yuu liked to think he didn't need people.

So when he found himself harboring deep feelings for one moyashi, feelings that go even beyond those of plain friends, the Kanda Yuu started to feel quite insecure.

So he did the only think he found logical at that time, and every other time, as a matter of fact; he tried to avoid the source of his problem, or in this case, Allen.

That solution seemed to work quite well for a while, but after some time, he began to notice the slight ache in his so called human heart. He missed the little shiter, and it annoyed him to no end that, for once, there was no one else to blame than himself. Unfortunately, Kanda Yuu never blames himself, or at least not public so, so he tried to find some other victim to blame. Seeing as all his so called friends at that time were shunned by himself personally (as a result of him trying to avoid the beansprout), he didn't have anyone to fight with. And that made Kanda even more pissed off. He spent his days glaring at every living creature in his vision range, as well as arguing with his teachers and classmates, to the extent of being called a madman.

The incident with Allen made matters only worse, and soon enough the inevitable happened. While arguing, or as he would call it fiery discussing things (that couldn't be called anything but arguing, really), with a boy from his class, the classmate asked what was wrong. He snapped, and, after much insulting and even punching, he spilled everything to the boy, the boy he didn't even know that much, at that. He spilled his feelings, aware of how gay he sounded while talking about Allen, but still not aware of how in love he sounded. After that event, he decided to keep an eye on the boy, but curiously, he began handling him with respect as well.

Everything seemed unchanged after that, besides the fact that the Kanda Yuu opened up to someone. Kanda was as pissed as ever these past days, and everyone else was as scared as always, meaning very scared. Nobody suspected the incident to be such an important development.

Everything seemed to stand still, as the hot summer days neared and neared. Two weeks into the last semester found Kanda standing alone inside an empty classroom. A stranger, someone not knowing Kanda Yuu, would have seen a boy looking at himself inside the big mirror on the classroom wall. They would have found it a normal thing, seeing as people at this age tended to watch them self inside the mirror for more reasons than one. But seeing as this is Kanda Yuu we are talking about here, people, this was anything but a normal situation, so I'll exceptionally explain this one.

You see, Kanda was trying to come up with a solution for his little problem, and the mirror was there because... it just happened to be there. Kanda happened to notice it by chance, while gazing into... nothing in particular. It was only accidentally that he saw that weird expression of his as well. He stood up from his, now warmed chair, and walked towards the, seemingly normal mirror. But Kanda, as he was Kanda, found the mirror to be disturbing. What he saw inside it was an expression he never before saw on his face (actually, it was there with his quite often, while he was thinking about the beansprout, he just wasn't aware of it). The expression of happiness and joy were totally odd, and even uncalled for, in Kandas opinion. It annoyed him, even upset him. The fact that it was there because of a beansprout made him even angrier. When he realized that it didn't make any sense to be annoyed, he calmed himself and tried to understand himself.

The knowledge which came with the calm, was for Kanda, frankly speaking, horrifying, and, even though deep inside he knew he couldn't run away from it, he wasn't ready, not at all, so he took his stuff, and left the classroom as fast as possible, kinda repressing the incident for the new few weeks, or a month.

It was just Kandas luck that the freaking redhead had to hear and see everything, he thought, as Allen came up to him again. Just his f**** luck. As it seemed, Lavi was stalking Kanda for sometime now, and he witnessed Kandas breakdown, or as Kanda would call it, his little error, and his little mirror session as well. Lavi told everything to Allen, like the gossiping hag he was.

And so, now, Kanda was standing here, on the school roof, on the freaking last day of school (he thought he'd be able to run away from, or in Kanda dictionary, smoothly avoid the problem all summer long, but seems his plan fell into the waters). It was early evening, the skies were a soft blue painted with the orange of the golden sun, not that Kanda payed any attention to it. At least most of the students were already gone, is what he thought, as Allen approached him. Kanda just knew what the first signs would be.

Lavi told me. That was it alright.

"Told you what?" Truth be told, Kanda just tried to buy time. It seems, the inevietable would come anyways.

You know what I mean, Kanda.

"And now what, Moyashi? What do you want me to say?" He didn't know himself, really.

Nothing. I don't want you to say anything. It's me who wants to say something.

"Oh yeah? Then spill it, bean." He knew he was being unreasonable and unnecessarily rude, but he couldn't help himself, if he'd fall, he'd fall with grace. Despite those determined thoughts, he regreted it the moment he saw Allens pained expression. Allen, like the brave fellow he was, continued anyways.

I love you too. It's just your tha-

Whatever Allen said after that was a complete blur to Kanda, but he deemed it unimportant anyways. He knew the name of feelings he felt for some time now, but hearing, or better said, seeing them live made them a thousands times more real. So when Allen finally gave up on saying more, he couldn't but accept the truth, if not with a little fight.

"Oh, Moyashi, I see you've became very confident during the time I wasn't around! But anyways, seeing as you're right, I'll forgive you this time." If not for the soft blush on Kanda's, the Kanda Yuu's, face, Allen would have thought Kanda didn't mind saying those words at all.

Allen wanted to say more as well, but the warm and rather rough lips on his ones, stopped him. How they appeared there so fast was something Allen never got to find out, but he didn't mind much, seeing as the most important thing was that they were there. Soon enough, he found himself on the rather cold, but clean and empty floor of the roof, kissing and biting and nipping for all he was worth.

I'm just glad noone's around anymo- were the last cognizable signs coming from him that evening, seeing as he found a much better use of his arms that day. He was pulling on Kandas clothes, and hair and everything tirelessly, and soon enough, Kanda complied by getting rid of the unneeded articles. Their skin was sweaty and hot, and making sounds that Allen didn't even dare to dream about. His cheeks were a beautiful, rosy pink, Kanda noted, a total opposite of his usual pale skin. It just made Allen look more tasty, in Kandas opinion.

After some time, even those little irrelevant thoughts seized to exist, and the only thing which seemed to matter for the two of them was connecting, and connecting fast. Their bodies heated more and more, to the point where it seemed they were both burning. When Kanda pushed inside of Allen, Allen thought he would go crazy. The pain he felt was at the same time destructive, hurtful like never before, and the biggest pleasure he ever felt. If not for Allens muteness, he thought, he would have screamed into those blue skies. He found himself drifting away, floating on the softest cloud imaginable, and the thing making him feel the happiest at that time was, that Kanda was the one he was floating with. The dance only ended after a long, long time, which seemed to be an eternity too early. Their bodies were tired, tired like never before, but their minds were the minds of the youngest souls in the world.

They lied there, together, silent and happy, awash in the sunset, and the only thing that mattered at the moment were their connected hands and their linked hearts.

The end.

Afternote:

Sooo, what do you say? I'm quite satisfied! There where a few things I hated, but couldn't avoid.. for example, the use of the word 'Muteness', which has to be that ugliest word I've ever seen, even if it is just once.. Besides that, I'm not quite satisfied with the last scene, the ending kinda felt too open.. but besides that, and the fact that I overdid it with those little quirts like 'soon enough', 'in fact', 'as a matter of fact' and so on (I couldn't help myself) :D ...
I wanted to say just one more thing... at one point it the last scene, I forgot that Allen was mute in this one (not than I've made him mute -.-), and almost posted the story with him talking :P Luckily, I remembered it, so it's alright now! :)

I hope you all liked it, and I hope, no I command you to review :D... See you on the next one, which will most likely be an optional theme, with hopefully more smut (and more explicit one at that) :D