So, hi there once again guys!

This is Kamo-chan,

back from her -rather forced-break with a new story!

Actually I already had more then half of the story

at the start of summer holidays,

but then a few problems appeared in the story.

But they are all solved now^^

Attention, this is a Yullenstory,

which means for me Kanda Seme and Allen Uke!

Rating: Well, since I already mastered the M-rated stuff,

i'll give you another M-story, full with hot yaoi xxD

So, I proudly present you my new story Wish of love, wish of sin!

Have fun!

Disclaimer: I do not own -man or any characters of it,

otherwise I would have let Allen and Kanda...

oh, sorry, I don't want to make spoilers for everyone who hasn't read the ^^"

/ "Haah...ah-ah...".

Two figures were laying in dark room, one on top of the other,

heavy breathing could be heard.

"Pl...please...", the smaller one begged,

silver eyes hazed over by lust, his rosy, swollen lips glistened wet and tempting,

his whole body turned and twitched around in wild pleasure.

His partner only smirked,

blue eyes glowing dark with sinful desire,

his hands slowly traveled down the younger ones pale tights,

satisfied by the gasp he heard,

but only to grab his hard member,

enjoying the scream of pleasure his slow trailing and pumping brought him.

"Do you want more?", he teased,

lustfully squeezing the well-formed ass, which was twitching in scared,

greedy expectation while he placed hot, demanding kisses all over his partners body.

His own cock ached to finally penetrate into the soft flesh,

to sink into the moist wetness,

white pearls of pre-cum dripping down his cock.

"Tell me you want me inside you,

to fuck your tight, little ass,

until you scream like a whore for me",

the man whispered huskily,

greedily sucking on the smaller ones neck,

adding even more hickeys to the already big collection on his partners neck.

"Tell me", he ordered him smutly , pumping his hard cock even faster,

bringing the younger one close to insanity,

his orgasm not far away.

"I..ah...pl-please!", his partner cried out,

arching his body to rub it up and down the other ones muscular body,

desperate,

"just...haah...t-take me already!".

"As you wish", the blue eyed smirked,

spreading the creamy white legs to position himself,

entering the silver eyed with no warning.

A muffled scream escaped the silver eyed boy, crying out in pure, raw pleasure,

pushing against the dark haired in drunken need,

quickly they found their own rhythm,

going faster with every minute, hot, sweaty skin rubbing against each other,

cock pumping, wet lips devouring each other heatedly,

biting and sucking, like animals which were rutting in pure ecstasy.

"I'm g-going to..to..c-cum",

the smaller one moaned out loud, mewling shamelessly at the feeling of his legs folded back,

his ass cheeks spread apart to gain more access.

"Then come, I'm going to pound into you until you can't walk anymore. Come for me!".

His partner growled into his ear, his thrusts became even faster and stronger,

letting them finally cross the line,

the sheer force of their orgasm rocking their bodies numb,

the dark haired howled, an animal scream of pleasure,

while the silver eyed screamed as well,

high pitched in pleasure which made him crazy,

at the top of his voice:

"Oh god, Kanda!"

A scream rang through the dark room,

slowly getting quieter until it was completely silent again.

With wide eyes Allen stared into the darkness,

his heart racing so hard in his chest that it hurt,

quickly he checked everything in panic.

Room? Checked. Desk and Chair? Checked. Window closed? Checked.

Clothes on? Yes. His own bed? Checked.

But...no.

It couldn't be. It just couldn't be!

He could fee the wetness in his pants, knowing too well what it meant.

Not again. Please.

He had had it.

A wet dream.

And he had come into his own pants!

On top of that his body still felt hot and needy, sweat glistened on the revealed skin of his chest.

And why, why was he still hard?

He could slap himself, it simply felt...

But worse, far worse then the disgusting feeling of his own cum on his tights,

or the still hard cock in his pants,

as abnormally as it seemed to him, was who had...ahem...-he felt his cheeks redden unwillingly-

laid him in his dream.

Out of all it had to be him,

being the object of desire in his wet dreams,

which had plagued him since nearly over two weeks, night for night.

Him.

Yuu Kanda,

also known as the Orders most feared exorcist,soba eating samurai,

ice heart, Mister-call-me-by-my-first-name-and-i'll-kill-you-slowly-and-painfully,

grumpy face, rabbit killer, the devil with the sword, stuck-up asshole,

idiot, Bakanda,

asexual monk and heart breaker number one with his manly face,

the icy-blue eyes and his freaking hot-drop-dead muscular body,

minus his bad temper.

Why had it to be him?

Allen had known even he would get wet dreams someday,

known as the Orders most innocent, cute boy (which sometimes annoyed him),

it was a matter of puberty.

After everything his master Cross had told him

-or better he had unwillingly got told-

wet dreams were normal and not bad,

you would dream about a hot girl,

jack off and then go back to sleep.

At least this was what his master would have done.

But he hadn't told him what to do if he dreamed about a hot guy fucking him senseless,

especially a cold heart person like Kanda.

Maybe something was wrong with his head.

Maybe he just mistook Kanda with Linalee.

Heh. Good joke.

He was pretty sure Linalee didn't had a cock or broad shoulders.

Allen could remember quite well his first day at the Order,

when Kanda had nearly killed him because he thought he was an Akuma in human form.

Of course it didn't really help when it was clear Kanda was mistaken

and didn't help them to start a friendly relationship,

they bickered, they fought at every opportunity,

always in a weird kind of challenge.

At first he disliked Kanda,

his cold attitude, heart and short temper,

rude, aggressive and so grumpy that it seemed like a miracle when he smirked.

Kanda thought he was weak, he used every opportunity to offend him,

whether with his sarcastic comments or that stupid "nickname" Moyashi.

It took some time,

but slowly Allen started to like him,

his coolness, his strength, always fulfilling his duties, the perfect control of his sword,

his steel like will to never give up,

overcoming everything no matter what.

And soon, at first slowly, his feeling towards Kanda started to change,

he suddenly started to notice things on him he had never paid attention to before,

like his full, manly lips, the dark blue eyes,

bottomless lakes which ground could only be

seen by people who could see beyond the icy surface,

the strong body, trained and hard,

but gracefully and deadly in motion,

the long, midnight black hair, shining silky in the light,

the sensual shaped hands with those long fingers,

which could touch him in thousand sinful ways,

those strong arms, which were able to protect anyone who fled into them...

How much the white haired wished to be embraced by those arms,

to feel Kandas warmth, his strong body,

to smell him, to hear real words of affection from those wonderful lips,

to be kissed, to be lo-

Wait, what the hell was he thinking?

It couldn't be that he possibly fell in...in love with Kanda.

It couldn't be!

All he had had were wet dreams, nothing else!

He only admired him, not loved him!

Allen gritted his teeth in desperation,

wildly shaking his head to clear it from those stupid thoughts,

the need to scream as loud as he could was overwhelming,

but he didn't dare to, in fear of waking up other people and his good manners stopped him as well.

He really needed someone who was experienced in those kind of things,

wet dreams, love and that stuff.

But at first he needed to get off this stuff clinging inside his pants and on his legs.

Grimacing he stood up, disgusted,

carefully peeling his pants off and removing the sheets in his bed.

A frustrated sigh escaped his lips when he threw a look at the clock,

which told him he still had over two hours until he could go eating.

But he couldn't return to sleep,

not when his bed was dirty, his body all tensed up with his mind nearly freaking out

and his cock still aching hard.

Great, he could as well clean his whole bed and take a shower to clean himself,

also to solve his little problem down there...with a lot, a lot of cold water.

/What a wonderful start for this day/, he thought sarcastically,

/It can only get better today.../.

He didn't know how right he was at this moment.

After carefully cleaning himself and changing into fresh clothes, he put on fresh sheets and opened the window to get some fresh air in his room,

he couldn't stand the smell of sex, sweat and other stuff.

Somehow he was able to go through these two hours without going crazy,

and finally he could walk to the cafeteria to eat the usual huge amount of food he devoured,

he really needed it after this miserable start of day.

After ordering his breakfast and sitting down he began to eat, the big hall slowly started to fill itself with finders and exorcists.

His silver eyes swayed through the crowd, searching for no one special when his eyes suddenly fell on a head of flaming, messy red hair, barely tamed by a bandana. Lavi.

Of course, why hadn't he think about him first?

After all the red head knew everything possible, not to forget the day he happily told Allen and Linalee every detail of a night where he met a hot women and what exactly he did.

And after Komui heard about it,

he nearly got rampage with his new Komurin and Lavi was banned for two weeks away from Linalee with the warning to not even look at her,

which meant he had to eat alone in his room, because he spoke about dirty things and pervert stuff in Komuis-innocent-young-not-old-enough-for-a-boyfriend-baby-sister and dirtied her innocent soul.

It was the best option Allen had,

because he couldn't think of anyone else who he trusted enough to not tell anyone of it,

and he didn't want to talk with a girl, especially Linalee about his dreams, and with Kanda...

He shuddered inwardly,

nearly choking on a piece of meat.

Speaking with Kanda about that was the last thing he'd ever do,

he would rather drink tea naked together with an equal naked Millenium Earl

or let Rhode dress him in girl clothes, completely with underwear and make up.

He could already imagine it:

"Hey Kanda, I have been dreaming about you fucking me

for now two weeks and always came into my pants.

And I can't stop thinking about you, I think I might have fallen in love with you and-".

Saying something like this to the murderous sword wielding man was the safest ticket to get slowly and painfully killed,

getting his head chopped off and buried somewhere were nobody would ever find him,

before he could say everything.

And even with the absolutely impossible chance that Kanda wouldn't kill him immediately,

he didn't believe he would be able to tell him everything.

Lost from words he would only be able to at Kandas impatient face,

his scowl, those full lips, his piercing blue eyes-

wait, his thoughts were getting distracted again!

With a desperate quiet cry the white haired hold his head,

feeling the overwhelming need to bang his head on the table,

until he could think clear again.

Sighing heavily he looked over to Lavi, waving him to sit down with him,

he needed to make sure no one else would hear them.

"Hey, what's up Allen?" Lavi cheerfully greeted him, sitting down next to him,

while he eyed with a crooked eyebrow at Allens enormous mass of food,

which could probably feed two families every morning for two weeks.

"You don't seem very happy today, Allen-chan", the red head said curiously,

staring at the white haired who absently shoved food in his mouth,

looking up at his question,

slightly confused at first.

"Oh, well, yes..", he murmured, wiping a few white bangs out of his face,

his cheeks tingled in embarrassment, surely they were red now.

Why was it so difficult to ask about something like that?

"You know, you can always talk to me if there is a problem",

Lavi smiled, digging into his food greedily,

"So what has happened to ya?", he asked munching,

voice muffled through the bread in his mouth.

"Oh, uhm, well..." Allen shifted around uncomfortably,

"You know, I didn't sleep very well this night because...

be-because I, uhm...i..." ,he quickly leaned towards Lavi,

making sue nobody would hear them,

and hastily whispered into Lavis ear:

"Lastnightihadawetdreamand-", "Ya whad?",

Lavi asked confused in a muffled voice with the food in his mouth,

not understanding even a single word.

"I...i-i had a wet dream", Allen finally managed to stutter,

nearly dying on the spot in embarrassment.

The red head stopped chewing, his green eye widened in shock.

"Holy shit, Allen!", he cried, nearly freaking out in happiness,

"You had a wet dream? I knew it, you finally hit puberty,

which means you are becoming an adult! Wonderful! How was it?

Was it really exiting? How often did you dream in that night?

Was your cock still hard? Tell me every detail!"

"Lavi, are you out of your mind?", Allen hissed in shock,

quickly covering the red heads mouth to prevent any words coming out,

"You are way too loud,

I don't want the whole Order to know about it!"

Lavi choked, slowly turning blue because the white haired covered his nose and hand with his left hand quite forcefully.

"Oh, I'm sorry", Allen said in shock,

releasing the poor red head who greedily sucked in air.

"Were you planning to kill me or what?", he choked,

finally breathing normally again.

"Anyway...", he leaned towards Allen,

grinning cheekily,

"Tell me everything, I want to know it all!"

"No way in hell!", Allen snapped back,

cheeks turning even redder,

"As I would tell you everything! But...i really need your help.

I've been having those dreams for two weeks now,

and I don't know what to do anymore!"

"Two weeks? Wow, it hit you quite hard", Lavi said impressed,

"But...what exactly is your problem with that? All you have to do is to jack off and you got it."

"Do you really think I didn't tried that?",

Allen asked and rolled his silver eyes,

faking annoyance while he had to control himself as hard as possible to not get red cheeks,

he didn't dare to tell Lavi he had never touched himself down there,

too afraid to feel that foreign and alien heat he never had felt before again.

"I want them to stop! I can't sleep good anymore, because of what is happening in those dreams!"

"Well, since you had them now for quite a long time...there must be a reason for it, something which started it..."

Allen nodded tiredly:

"its always the same, with that person...every dream this person is there, and I don't know why!

At first I thought it was as you said, just a coincidence,

but then why I..i-i am still hard after them,

and somehow I can't stop thinking about that person even when I am awake,

my mind always goes sidetracked!

What is wrong with me? I don't understand myself anymore!"

"There is nothing wrong with you, Allen-chan",

Lavi grinned, his green eye twinkled,

"After everything you told me its pretty clear, the signs are so obvious.

I know that, after all I am an expert in these stuff!

You, my dear buddy, fell in love!"

"WHAT? IMPOSSIBLE!" , Allen cried out in shock,

several people turned around in surprise to see who was shouting.

"Ssch, calm down, I thought you didn't want anyone to hear this?", Lavi told him,

quickly pressing the white haired,

who had jumped up in shock, back on his seat.

"Sorry Lavi, you are right", Allen said guiltily, trying to calm down,

"Its just...it can't be! Its impossible!".

"Yeah, calm down now", Lavi soothed him,

"But its just...everything you have told me is pointing into this direction:

You are having wet dreams about a special person for two weeks,

you are still hard after it and you can't stop thinking about that person every day."

"B-but, it just can't be", Allen stuttered, cheeks tomato red, eyes bigger then usual.

"I-i mean, it where just wet dreams, and I am only thinking about that person because I see that one a lot, every day, and that's embarrassing! Its not love!"

"You sure?", Lavi asked, lifting his eyebrow sceptically,

"But I don't think so.

The fact you think about that person although you don't like it,

after the dreams,

shows that you do not only have a strong sexual desire for this person.."

Lavi finished, totally beating Allen with his arguments.

"But hey, wait a minute!", the red head suddenly cried out in surprise,

"You said it was someone you see everyday...who is it? Tell me! Miranda? A cute finder girl?

Lofa? Or Linalee?", he teased,

poking the stunned, helpless looking white haired into his cheek,

who stuttered again, protesting wildly:

"N-no, nobody from them! After all that person is a g-".

Just right at the moment he noticed what he was about to say,

and quickly he swallowed the rest of his sentence,

hastily putting on his poker face.

"Aaaah, come on, Allen-chan, tell me, I wanna know",

Lavi whined, impatiently pulling on Allens left arm,

"It must be someone totally hot,

if she managed to let you have wet dreams almost every night for two weeks! And she still makes you crazy, so tell me, tell me! Come on!"

"Shut up, Lavi", Allen huffed annoyed,

turning his eyes away to ignore the future bookmans whining,

when his gaze fell on a certain dark haired exorcist,

blue, sapphire eyes searching for an empty desk,

in his hands a bowl with steaming soba.

Electricity ran through the white haireds whole body,

when he saw those full lips set in their usual scowl,

images of his dreams coming into his mind,

he was barely able to keep his face calm,

almost feeling feeling those lips running down his neck, gliding over his hard nipples...

Breathing in hard, he stood up,

grabbing his empty plates and said to a surprised Lavi:

"Sorry, I still got to do something, so...oh, and Lavi?

Don't you dare to ever tell this to anyone,

or something terrible might happen to you...",

his voice had dangerously lowered.

For a moment the petite face of the white haired turned into his devilish expression he wore at poker after a win.

Lavi gulped and quickly nodded, fearing for his life while he quickly thought if he had said anything dirty about Linalee.

Allen quickly walked out of the hall, yearning for the peace in his room.

He really needed some time for himself,

to think about everything.

With a groan he plopped down on his bed,

burying his face into the soft pillow, not wanting to see anything.

All he could think about now were Lavi's words.

It just couldn't be.

Not only he sexually desired a man,

it had to be Kanda, the ice prince!

And according to Lavi he even was in love with him!

Surely the red head got it wrong, he couldn't have fallen for him,

after all it just had been dreams,

and Kanda only appeared in them because there weren't many different options.

Miranda was much older and not his type, he never talked much to the finders,

he only liked Lofa as a friend,

and he simply didn't dare to think about anything dirty with Linalee because of her crazy, overprotective brother,

who would kill everyone who looked at her in a wrong way.

Yes, that was the reason, it didn't mean he was into guys,

it was just a coincidence that Kanda had to be the one.

Maybe he should ask Linalee to help him dating a nice, cute finder girl,

surely she would help him with delight,

then there wouldn't be a problem anymore.

He was just about to get his confidence back when there suddenly was a knock on the door,

the voice of a finder said:

"Excuse me, Walker-san, but Komui wants to see you in his office in ten minutes."

Allen sighed, scratching his head.

Seemed like his break was already over.

Standing up he walked to the mirror to smooth his slightly messy hair

and straighten his clothes, then he walked to Komuis office,

silently wondering what the scientist wanted from him.

Surely it could only be a new mission, right?

Feeling better again he walked into Komuis office,

which was in its usual state, papers and documents scattered all over the floor.

"Good m-", he was about to greet when he noticed that someone else was already sitting on the couch,

were the exorcists usually sat to get their missions.

The white haireds eyes went to the size of plates,

and he cursed his luck in wild desperation.

Long black hair tied into a pony tail,

broad shoulders which could only belong to no one else then Kanda.

Shit.

"Ah, there you are, Allen-kun!",

Komui greeted him happily over his desk,

making the piles of documents he had to sign wobble dangerously.

"So, now that the beansprout is here,

how about telling us what the fuck we are supposed to do?",

Kanda growled, his blue eyes flashed dangerously.

"Yes, I would like to know this as well, Komui-san",

Allen said and sat down,

trying to ignore the fact that the object of his wet dreams was sitting right next to him.

"Well, its not a mission, since I wanted to give you all a break,

but that doesn't mean you've got nothing to do",

Komui replied cheerfully,

totally ignoring the murderous aura Kanda began to emit,

"I need you to tidy up-or at least get some things out there-

one of the rooms with lots of documents, number three,

I also need a special paper to compare some things and complete some papers",

he continued, drinking out of his beloved bunny cup.

"Oh, and Kanda-kun? Don't you think you can simply leave,

otherwise I might get the tempting idea to test a new potion I have created on you,

I still need some test persons",

the supervisior said,

smiling his scary scientist smile.

Both Allen and Kanda stared in shock and fear at him,

then Allen quickly said:

"W-well then, lets start to work, shall we, Kanda?", laughing shakily before raced off to the document room.

Muttering silent curses Kanda angrily ripped the paper with the list what to sort out of the scientists hand and stormed behind Allen into the room.

".God. Komui can't be serious, can he?

It looks like the seven plagues of the bible destroyed the system,

plus a few hurricanes mixing everything together!",

Allen cried out, staring in pure disbelief at the chaos which was controlling the room.

Everywhere he looked, piles of messed up documents lay around,

some decorating the floor,

others put on the thousand of dusty books in the boards which also lay around in piles.

With one eye twitching, Kanda stared at the mess,

knuckles turning white in his try to not destroy anything.

He breathed out and turned towards Allen,

who nervously scratched his arm:

"Moyashi, you go searching on the left side, I'll take the right.

This fucking paper better be here,

otherwise I'm gonna chop Komuis desk into two",

he growled, disappearing into the right half of the room,

cursing about lazy scientists who just fooled around.

The white haired exorcist sighed,

tiredly starting to sort documents and search for the paper Komui needed.

At least he didn't had to endure Kanda right next to him,

since he searched on the other side of the room,

otherwise Allen didn't know how long he would have managed to not freak out or stare at his body or face to long.

His body grew unpleasantly hot when images of his dreams popped out in his mind,

shaking his head he hastily continued his work,

cursing about himself and the whole puberty stuff.

"Aah, I can't find it", the white haired sighed exhausted two hour later,

supporting his weight on one of the enormous piles of books,

he could hear Kanda cursing aggressive while pushing books and papers aside,

sending death wishes into Komuis office.

They had been sorting and searching for the paper,

but they still hadn't found it, neither Kanda or Allen.

"I'm going to kill that stupid, idiotic, sister obsessed freak in his scientist coat!",

Kanda cursed far away behind some book shelves.

Allen chuckled weakly,

sighing again he stood up, continuing his-what it seemed to him-

fruitless search.

After digging through some of the higher bookshelves, he suddenly noticed a pile of papers between some thick books.

/ Maybe there is this stupid paper we need to find/ he thought with delight,

quickly carrying one of the dusty, old chairs to step on it,

trying to reach the top of the quite high shelf.

/Just a bit more..why I am just so small? That's not fair!/ he cursed inwardly,

biting on his lower lip in concentration.

Stretching his body as far as he could, he now stood on the tip of his shoes,

finally his gloved fingers touched the edge of the paper.

Gritting his teeth he stretched his arms even further,

pulling on the papers caught between the thick books, but it refused to move.

Huffing he pulled with more force,

and suddenly hold the papers in his hands,

but before he could feel happy something hard, heavy and dirty crushed

down on his head, with a scream he stumbled back, losing his balance.

The old chair gave a terrible squeezing sound and broke down,

and Allen crushed on the floor, his head painfully hard hitting the stone floor

before the world disappeared behind a black curtain.

"Oww...".

White eyelashes fluttered,

immediately clenching down when the pain

of his fall pulsed through his head and other body parts.

Disoriented he blinked, his eyes widened when he suddenly felt something cold moving onto him,

immediately he was fully awake.

/What is that?/

His body was covered in a thick, slimy black liquid which slowly crawled over his whole body,

already covering his feet up to his chest plu his arms.

"What the hell-aargh!",

he cried out, hastily trying to wipe the strange, living stuff away.

Because whatever it was, liquids simply didn't move on their own!

"G-get off, get off!", he panicked,

his moves becoming more sluggish, harder and harder he tried to wipe it away,

but he couldn't get it off,

the black liquid just wobbled under his hits, glued to his body it crawled higher,

blocking his limbs with its mass.

Slowly it started to crawl under his clothes, slipping inside to glide over his skin,

cold as ice, making him buck up in shock and disgust.

Now really scared he opened his mouth, wanting to scream in fear,

but too late,

the strange liquid covered his mouth, muffling any sound he was making.

/No! No! Please, someone help me! Kanda, help me!/,

he screamed inwardly in fear,

but Kanda didn't come.

Instead, now completely unable to move, he felt the liquid crawling over his eyes,

now covering his whole face.

He trashed around in pure fear, hitting a few books which fell on the floor,

violently struggling to get it off, but the black mass was too heavy.

On every part of his skin was now clinging the black stuff,

wrapped around him like a second skin,

tightening its grip with force painfully until he couldn't breath anymore,

screaming and trashing around under the liquid shield,

then it suddenly sunk into his skin,

disappearing inside him.

A wave of burning heat hit Allen with no warning, non audible he cried out in pain in shock,

red spots dancing in front of his eyes,

before once again his vision blurred and slowly faded away into black.

Kanda was just impatiently searching through the felt like hundred stupid bookshelf

when he suddenly heard aloud scream followed by a loud, hard crush.

/Shit,what the hell did that stupid Moyashi do again!/,

he cursed inwardly,

carelessly dropping what he was holding and ran into Allens direction.

Suddenly another scream could be heard,

his heart jumped in shock and the dark haired exorcist continued running even faster.

"Moyashi! Oi, answer me, what happened?",

he called out, stopping hard when he finally found him.

Right in front of him was the Moyashi,

sitting in a mess of books and papers,

next to him a broken old chair and a broken bottle,

which must have been empty because there was nothing liquid splashed around.

"What the hell did you do, Moyashi? Don't make any more mess then before!

Are you o.k.?", Kanda asked, lifting his eyebrow.

"Huh?", Allen looked up to him, then smiled.

"Thanks, I am o.k. I just wanted to take some papers down from this shelf,

when the books also crashed down and I fell from the chair...I just hit my head a bit,

that's all."

"Tch", Kanda snorted, "You better be not so clumsy",

ignoring the strange relief he felt inside,

bending down to pick up a few books while Allen stood up,

also picking up a few papers,

when Kanda noticed something.

"Oi, you're bleeding on your head you idiot!",

he said, staring at Allens head.

Surprised the white haired lifted his gloved hand,

touching the left side.

Slowly he pulled back,

staring at his now smeared with thick drops of blood on the white leather of his glove,

a dark spot on his head, which slowly grew bigger,

staining the snow white of his hair.

"You stupid Moyashi, why didn't you tell me earlier? Do you want to bleed to death?

Stay here, I'm going to grab you some bandages",

Kanda growled annoyed.

"I'm sorry, I didn't notice that I hit my head that hard",

Allen apologized embarrassed,

obediently sitting on the next desk to wait.

Kanda rolled his blue eyes,

muttering something which sounded suspiciously like "martyrer-complex",

before he walked through the door to get some bandages.

Silver eyes followed his leaving,

traveling down his body until they fell on his ass,

slowly a smile crept on the white haireds features,

turning into a dark smirk,

something so alien in his face that it looked like someone else moved his lips.

Then slowly his eyes closed,

his body sunk down, almost falling over.

"Huh?".

Suddenly they opened again, a dazed Allen looked around,

confused, his silver eyes wandering over the scattered books and papers,

the broken chair,

shortly on the broken glass before pain shot through his head.

"Oww! What the-?",

even more confused Allen looked at his stained glove.

/Ah...i remember it...i fell from that chair and hit my head...damn it hurts...

but why I am sitting on a desk now? Haven't I been on the floor before?/,

he thought, wincing at the pain pulsing through his body,

/Oh...Kanda must have heard me falling down...and then he put me on this desk...

but where is he now?/

"Kanda?", he hesitantly called out, slipping down from the desk to clumsily walk-

he still felt unstable on his legs-

towards the open door,

where he nearly crashed into an annoyed looking Kanda,

who had suddenly appeared there.

"Didn't I tell you to wait? You shouldn't be walking around carelessly after hitting your head!

Hush, go sit back on the desk!",

he ordered impatiently,

roughly shoving Allen back to where he had been sitting.

Surprised the silver eyed did as he was told,

trying to not wince when the dark haired cleaned his wound and wrapped the bandage surprisingly gentle around his head.

"Tch, you're so troublesome", Kanda snorted,

"Try to not be so clumsy next time, got it? I can't always aid you immediately!"

Allen huffed, inside strangely happy about the comment which helped him to suppress the blood rushing into his cheeks or other body parts due Kandas closeness.

He already wanted to snap back his usual answer,

"I'm not a Moyashi!", when he suddenly noticed that his right hand was holding a paper.

Confused he opened his fist,

immediately recognizing it as the paper they had been searching for over three hours.

"Look, Kanda, I found the paper!", he called out happily,

laughing about Kandas reliefed face.

"Finally I can leave this fucking dirty room,

I feel like I at least swallowed a ton of this fucking dust",

the japanese man growled,

"Come on Moyashi, we need to give Komui his stupid paper,

or otherwise he will think I buried you under a pile of books."

Allen snorted, jumping off from the desk,

hurrying after the blue eyed exorcist who was already walking ahead.

At the door frame he stopped,

his gaze wandering through the room once more until they fell on the broken glass.

Suddenly a weird feeling started to crawl over his skin.

It was something inside his head, but he didn't understand it.

Hadn't he forgot something? Something important?

There had been something else,

he fell from the chair, lost his conscious, and then...?

He tried to remember,

there was something stirring up in his mind at the picture of the broken glass,

but he couldn't grab it, again and again it slipped through his grip.

With an annoyed sigh he stopped, turning around.

Maybe he remembered it later, surely it wasn't that important.

He shrugged and walked off to Komuis office.

Whatever it was, he could think about it later,

after he had given Komui his paper.

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Quite a long chapter, it took me some time to write it...*yawns*

Tell me everything you think about it

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I promise its gonna be exciting for you,

there will be even some special hot scenes for you

which really were difficult to write, and I mean it serious!

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I'm gonna stop now,

I still want to upload it if possible tonight!

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Your-now-quite-tired-Kamo-chan

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