Hi there my dear readers! ^^
So, here is the next chapter of my story,
I hope you'll like it!
I think this chapter isn't as long as the first one,
but don't worry, the third will be very long,
maybe even longer then the first...
I don't really know what to say about this chapter...
it might be a bit..dunno...weird?
Well, I think I'll see how you liked it in your reviews,
so I better stop now and move on xD
Enjoy it!
Disclaimer: I do not Own -man,
otherwise the Order would be now busy with preparing a big Halloween party,
with even the Noahs invited and of course lots of kisses and hot stuff xxxD
Kanda couldn't sleep. Although it was short after midnight he couldn't just close his eyes and sleep.
His body felt somehow too anxiously and he didn't knew why.
For hours now the blue eyed man was sitting on his bed, either staring out of his window or at the flowing lotus in its glass.
Deep in thoughts he looked at the pale moon in the night sky, its bright shine wrapping everything in a soft glowing, painting vague, dancing shadows over the forest outside.
Just like the eyes of a certain exorcist who kept intruding his thoughts at every moment and now even appeared in his dreams, filling them with sensual, sinful heat, desire so strong it hurt every time to wake up just to notice that he had only dreamed.
He couldn't help but watch the Moyashi, his snow white hair, which looked so soft,
the pale skin with the velvet glow, the small, petite body which looked so weak,
yet it could move so fast and gracefully, the rosy lips, always smiling gently, although Kanda could see that this smile was sometimes played, it didn't reach his eyes.
Those eyes. Bright and silver, shining warm, like little pieces of star which had been captured by those long, white eyelashes.
They were the only which dared to fight him, to challenge him, and it had been the first thing he had noticed on the exorcist that time, after their first meeting.
He had stopped Kanda in an outbreak of anger, to release it on one of the finders, those eyes looking at him, capturing his own eyes, fighting against him, the first one ever who wasn't frightened by his devilish aura. At first it irritated him, annoyed him that this boy dared to go against him, but then, slowly, he couldn't help but feel drawn to him, to this foreign creature which sometimes seemed so soft sometimes that only a blow would be enough to scatter him into thousands of pieces.
And since then he wanted him. He didn't understand how Allen fascinated him so much.
That boy, full of opposites, was like the moon, and he was the sun, trying to reach its silver light, but always had to watch how it disappeared out of his sights, slipping through his fingers.
Every time he saw him smiling with the others, laughing with them, getting touched by them, his stomach would twist in barely controlled anger, his mood would get even worse. He wanted to keep him to himself, only for him. He would silently watch the white haired from a distance, his eyes wandering up and down that beautiful, tempting body, the long legs, the well-formed ass I those pants, showing of the frame of his body so clearly. Images would appear in his mind, he saw the Moyashi panting under him, moaning loudly, emitting small gasps of pure pleasure, his naked body rubbing up and down Kandas muscular body. He wanted to claim him, to mark him at his, to make these strong silver eyes look only at him, to make him scream in pleasure, to take control over that boy, who dared to fight him, to challenge him.
Those dreams kept coming again and again, he took on the habit to take a shower in the morning where he secretly could release his desire for Allen.
He didn't know what to do. Why did it have to be the Moyashi? He couldn't understand why, he hated him, didn't like him, he was a little beansprout, cheeky and stupid, an angelic smile, with a idiotic complex to rather sacrifice himself then his friends, having a black hole in his stomach, loved by everyone, desired by not less people in the Order. So, to say it clearly, a person with all characteristics Kanda hated.
Allen hold his own beauty which made him different, differentiated him from all the women, and something that no one of the women Kanda had met had, real pureness, that innocence, a heart so caring and warm, never turning away from the pain.
All of this things together with that strong will to fight, made him the most desirable person Kanda had ever met.
His will and mind refused to see what he felt for the white haired, stubbornly pushing him to fight at every opportunity with Allen, just to ignore the fact that he had fallen for him, but his body told him otherwise, turning him into a wild,
hungry animal at night which enjoyed the submission of its silver eyed prey in his dreams, and waking up with a hard on wasn't really something he wanted to have every fucking morning. So, after days of inner fights he finally admitted to himself what he wanted, there was just still something blocking him.
The black haired exorcist knew, he knew that he did not only want his body, it was his strong soul that had first fascinated him.
But then, how could he make Allen his? How should he solve this problem?
Should he just talk to him about it? Kiss him suddenly? Or even touch him out of the unexpected? No, he didn't want to do that, he ad his pride,
after all he didn't want to walk around with a swollen cheek from the slap Allen would probably give him.
Groaning he buried his his face into his hands, trying to think about something else.
Suddenly he jumped up, looking around in irritation. A shiver ran down his spine, he slowly grabbed Mugen and walked towards the door, silently listening.
He could have sworn there had been a sound outside. Something was wandering there around outside, through the hallway of the Order.
His body tensed up, then he slowly opened the door, ready to slice everything down which would attack him. But nothing happened.
All he could see was the darkness outside, no lights were on.
He froze, again he heard something, a rustling and whispering, almost non audible. Another step, and Kanda was outside, hand wrapped around Mugen, carefully he closed his door after switching of the light, and listened, all of his sharp senses high concentrated. There! Again he heard something, it came from the left side. Carefully, on guard he started to walk, following the sound through the hallways.
Whatever it was, it wasn't from here because everyone, even the always busy and hard working science department was now sleeping, too tired to do more. Hallway through hallway he chased after the strange thing, only the pale moon shining silvery through the high windows gave him light. He ran faster, trying to catch up, but wasn't able catch whatever he was following after, all he could hear were those whispers and chuckles, laughter, ghostlike, echoing through the hallways he ran, sometimes closer, sometimes further away. A few times Kanda thought he had almost saw something, the shadow of a dark figure thrown on the wall, wearing something like a cloak, the rustling of clothes and a voice calling for him, challenging him to come closer.
Finally he reached a larger hall, big, old columns creating an alley, lots of bookshelves at the walls, several desks with chairs standing around, everything illuminated by the moon through some high windows, some half closed with thick curtains.
His blue eyes scanned everything, but he couldn't see anything in the shadows, except him the room was empty, no one was there. / Where the hell did that creepy thing disappear?/, he thought annoyed, when he suddenly felt a wind blow on his neck.
"Hello Kanda", a voice whispered, right into his ear, so close that he could feel the warm breath tickling the short hairs in his neck. He spun around, swinging his sword down, but nobody was there behind him. "What the fuck?", he said, totally irritated.
"Are you looking for me? I'm here, over there!", Kanda suddenly heard that voice, chuckling mockingly. Immediately he looked up, his eyes widened. In the last window was sitting a person, dangling with his feet, body hidden under the darkness which made it impossible for him to see who it was.
Every hair of his neck stood itself up, he jerked back. That voice... It sounded so familiar, he knew it very well. No, it couldn't be. It was simply impossible.
"Who the fuck are you?" And what the hell are you doing here?", he growled, pointing with Mugen at the person. The stranger started to laugh, clearly amused: "Oh Kanda, how rude of you! And what a stupid question! I can see it in your face, you know it, you know very well who I am...or do you just not want to admit it?", he said teasingly, giggling again.
Kanda gritted his teeth in anger, spatting out: "Don't talk shit, I cannot remember to have met you! I don't really care, so just answer the fucking question: ..?".
"Hmm...what I want?", the person said teasingly, slightly leaning forward, but not enough to make himself visible in the moon light. "Answer me, you weird freak!", Kanda hissed.
"Well, its not that much...", the stranger said cheerfully, leaning back again.
After a short break he continued, his voice suddenly completely different, it still sounded playfully, but now darker and somehow...seductive.
"What I want...", he whispered, eyes shortly flashing. "I want to play, Kanda!". "You what?". Completely thrown of guard Kanda stared at the person, for a moment he was sure he had understand it wrong. "Lets play a game, Kanda. You want to know who I am, so why not making a game out of it?
We'll play catching, something with really easy rules, even for someone like you, Kanda-chan", the dark figure grinned cattily, "Its so easy: All you have to do is to catch me, the location is here, the Order. So...good luck, Kanda-chan., the stranger mocked, standing up.
"Fuck, wait! So, all I have to do is to catch you and I'll get every answer? And what are you going to do? Just running away?", Kanda hissed, close to lose his temper because of the idiotic -chan. "Yes, I will just run away...but who knows, you might even get a surprise if you find me, so...Come and catch me if you can, Yuu-chan!", the person laughed and jumped out of the- Kanda noticed it too late- the open window.
"Fuck, stop you freak!". He stormed to one of the lower windows, ripping it open, hastily leaning out to look down the wall of the Orders tower. / Fuck, where did that creepy freak disappear?/, he thought, staring down, searching for a dark figure.
"Over you", the familiar voice sing-sang, sounding smut. Kanda quickly looked up, for a second he thought he could see the man, but was disappointed, the stranger wore a black, long coat,
with a hood pulled far over his face, only nose and lips slightly visible in the moon light.
"See you", he cooed sweetly, before he jumped away over the roof, out of Kandas sight.
With wide, sapphire eyes the exorcist stared at the place where the weird person had been standing. For the first time in his life he felt stunned.
Slowly he closed the window, walking back into his room to lay down, staring at the ceiling, again he couldn't sleep. Fuck.
That person...who was it? It had to be someone from the Order, only there some people knew his fucking first name he cursed more often then the pope could bless children. And only someone from here would play that childish game, a stupid thing- in a location as big as the Order.
And this voice...no, it couldn't be.
It was simply impossible that it was that person who spoke to him in such a manner, mocking him again and again. Hell if it was the baka usagi he would make sure nobody, not even his own ghost, would recognize the cut body with the limbs at the wrong places, hands in his mouth, legs fixed on the shoulders...Growling he closed his eyes, deciding he needed as much sleep as he could get if he wanted to interrogate some of the possible idiots who dared to play a joke on him. Especially if he had to ask the future bookman. What a fucking night.
"Uuuh...", groaning Allen sat down at a desk in the cafeteria, where Lavi was already sitting with his breakfast, surprised looking at Allens tired face. "Hey Allen, whats up? You look like you got run over by a truck or something like that!", he said, eying the white haired curiously and slightly amused, who just nodded and started to eat in an enormous speed the usual huge amount of food. The red head shortly thought, then he leaned towards Allen, whispering quietly:
"Was it one of those dreams again?" "What? No, it wasn't!", Allen spluttered, turning into a lovely shade of red.
"Uhm, well...i was somehow sure I would get another one of those dreams, since I had them almost every night the past two weeks. But this time was different, I can't even remember what I dreamed...Its just that I feel really worn out, like I did a marathon or trained the whole night". "Weird", Lavi thought loudly, then his green eye suddenly twinkled teasingly:
"Weell, maybe you had a wet dream again and you just can't remember because you had a mind-blowing orgasm!"
"Lavi, you really are a pervert! Thinking something like that!" The red head only grinned cockily: "Who's the pervert one? At least I hadn't had wet dreams for more then two weeks in a row! Surely you had been sweaty this morning? And maybe some cu- ouch!" "Shut up, Lavi", Allen hissed, now having the color of a cherry,
he had hit the older one quite hard into his ribs. "You are so mean, Allen-chan!", Lavi coughed, holding his side. The white haired sighed, ignoring, Lavis whining, instead he looked around the big hall, nearly choking on his food when he noticed a very angry looking Kanda storming towards them. /Oh shit, what now? Did he find out? But how?/ he panicked, angrily he suppressed the images of his dreams, before he could feel hot and uncomfortable under his clothes,
especially when the dark haired would sit in front of him, staring with those deep blue eyes at him, like he could read every thought in his mind. "Oh shit, look at Yuu-chan", Lavi whispered terrified, slowly shrinking down on his seat, "He's totally angry! Maybe he found out I was the one who dyed his bed stuff completely pink! Help me, Allen!"
"What? Why me?", Allen hissed frightened, but it was already too late, Kanda had reached their desk. "So", he growled with dangerously glistening eyes, "Who of you thought it would be funny to play a stupid prank last n-" "I'm so sorry, Yuu-chan, it was all my fault, I just thought it was, uhm, funny to do this and-" "Would you fucking let me speak to the end, baka usagi? I want to know if someone of you thought it would be funny to let me chase him through almost the whole Order?" "Huh?".
Both Lavi and Allen looked in surprise at the japanese exorcist, confused. Kanda sighed in annoyance: "Does someone of you sleep walking?", "No, I never did that before, even if I did, the old panda would stop me before I do something stupid", Lavi said, continuing eating.
"And you, Moyashi?", Kanda asked, staring at Allen who huffed.
"I'm not a Moyashi! And no, I never sleep walked in my life! And do I look like I enjoy standing up at night to play you a prank? I can think of better things, like sleeping in my warm bed!".
"Then who else was it?" "Someone chased you through the Order...phew, and I thought have found out I was the one who dyed your whole bed stuff pi- mmpf!", Lavi sighed, but before he could finish the sentence Allen pressed his hand on his mouth. "Lavi, you idiot!", he hissed. "I didn't mean that fucking-wait, you were the one who dyed my whole stuff?"
The air around Kanda suddenly darkened, his face turned into that of a devil and his eyes seemed to burn. "You", he growled bloodthirsty, pointing with Mugen at the trembling mess named Lavi, "Have three seconds to run before I'm gonna rip your rabbit fur off, cut your body into thousand pieces and use your skin as a carpet!" "Bu-but Yu-Kanda, you wouldn't do that this, r-right?", Lavi stammered, trembling like mad.
"Three-two-", Kanda counted murderously, slowly lifting his sword. "Ahehe, I'll better be going, bye Allen!", Lavi cried, jumping up and running away like the devil wanted to take his soul, which wasn't that wrong, seeing Kanda who shouted bloodthirsty: "I'M KILL YOU, YOU FUCKING RABBIT!" Allen stared with wide eyes after the duo, which soon disappeared out of the hall, sighing he continued to eat when a shadow fell on his desk.
"Hi Allen!", Linalee greeted him happily, already sitting down in front of him when her violet eyes saw Kanda chasing Lavi through the big door to the hall. "Whats up with them again?", she sighed, starting to eat her breakfast, already used to their fights. "Good morning Linalee", Allen smiled, sighing too, "Well, Kanda found out that Lavi was the one who dyed his whole bed stuff pink." "Oh, that?" Linalee giggled, remembering quite well how angry Kanda had been when he returned from his training and found his bed linen completely pink.
Although angry was an understatement, after three washing machines had to bear Kandas furious anger release. "Oh, Allen, did something happen?
You look exhausted", she asked concerned, scanning Allens pale face. "Ah, nothing bad", he replied, smiling embarrassed, "I just didn't sleep very good, that's all, no nightmares or something like that." "Good, I just wanted to be sure. You know, you can always ask me for help, if you have a problem, o.k.?" "Yes, thanks Linalee". Allen smiled, cringing inwardly at the thought of telling her everything. The face she would make...no, he should better not think more then necessary about it. /I think I just won't do anything to exhausting, since my muscles feel like they had been used rigorously/. Finishing their meals they returned to their usual daily routine.
Again it was night, the sky painted in a dark, velvet black and blue, with the silver moon shining as the only light. In his room Kanda impatiently walked up and down, waiting for the sign of the stranger which told him the game had started. He didn't know what to do if he got the weird person. Whoever it was, he would have to pay for that stupid hunt he allowed himself. A quiet voice inside him protested, showing him the image of the person,
persistently nagging it could only be him, that person, but he vigorously suppressed it, not wanting to listen.
A sudden knock on the door made him froze, quickly he ran towards the door, opening it. But nobody was in front of his door, he cursed angrily, wanting to close it when he suddenly heard a giggle on the left side of his door. Right next to it was standing the stranger, again clothed in his black coat. "Lets start this game, shall we? Catch me if you can, Yuu-chan!", he mocked, gracefully dodging Kandas try to grab him, the seam of his coat barely sliding through his fingers.
"Shit!", he cursed, it was so close. "You didn't really think it would be so easy to get me, Kanda-chan?", the phantom mocked, quickly disappearing around the next corner. He chased after him, the weird person, his laughter mocking him endlessly. They ran through the hallways, through empty halls and the cafeteria, even through the library. Slowly Kanda got closer to the stranger. He wasn't called one of the fastest exorcists for nothing, but still he wasn't able to get him.
That person moved as ductile and gracefully as an animal, always escaping his hands with barely space between them, they were so close sometimes that Kanda could feel the warmth of the other ones skin, with a faint smell he knew from somewhere, but couldn't remember from where.
Finally, Kanda was already breathing slightly heavy, the stranger ran into a room which door had been open, one of those rooms which were sometimes used for scientists or guests from other places, but were empty most of the time. He heard a door being opened quickly and smirked victoriously, he finally had him! He knew those guestrooms were separated in three rooms, first a little living room to relax, then a small corridor with two doors, one was the bathroom door, the other led to the bedroom. And the stranger couldn't escape through the windows again because they were all with locks, because some guests were a bit paranoid and demanded that safety stuff.
Kanda carefully listened, but there was no sound, he quickly stepped into the first room, closing the door behind him, then he stepped into the corridor, shortly listening on the bathroom door, then opening it, but it was empty, so the freak could only be in the bedroom. The door was slightly open, the dancing light of a candle shone through. It wasn't bright enough to see the whole room, but he could see the shadow of a person thrown on the wall. When did that freak put on a candle? Aggressive he kicked the door open, storming into, finally he would see who that person was. As soon as he was inside, he looked surprised, the whole room was hold in a japanese style, simple but comfortable, with a thick futon instead of a bed. Standing on the left side of the futon was the stranger, with his back towards Kanda.
The dark haired smiled victoriously: "So, I finally got you, you freak. You can't escape, every window of this room is locked, and the only way to escape would be through the door I'm standing in front. Seems like I won this game." "Yes, you caught me, I can't escape from here...but did you really won the game? I don't think so...", the person replied calmly, still not turning around. "What? Don't fuck with m-". Suddenly the room seemed to turn alive, hundreds of white belts shot up onto him.
Before he even had a chance to realize what exactly was attacking him, dozens of belts wrapped themselves in an incredible speed around his arms, legs, wrists and torso, forcefully throwing him on the mattress, where he landed with a muffled curse, the futon bouncing under the crash. Angrily he tried to get the belts off, but instead of loosing they tightened, then their ends shot into different directions, using every hold or hook to tied themselves down. His muscles arched themselves in strain, heatedly he fought against the bonds which were holding him onto the futon.
He was now in a sitting position, arms spread left and right crooked above his head, head and back leaned against the wall, supported by several soft pillows, his legs were slightly spread apart. "Fuck! Let me go, you freak! Who are you? These belts are not normal weapons a human could use-", his voice stopped, when he noticed how familiar those belts where, he had already seen them. Then he noticed something else, because although the long belts tightened themselves criss-crossed through the room Kanda could clearly see that all of them led to the stranger, disappearing under his coat. Impossible.
There was only one person in the whole Order who used the same weapons. "Seems like you are a bit...captivated, huh?", the person mocked, finally turning around and looked down on him, clearly smirking, "But you caught me-more or less-so..." He lifted his gloved hands to the zipper of the coat, slowly pulling it, letting the black coat fall down. Another coat got visible, white as snow, with a hood which had a fur-like decoration on its seam, and a mask with strange lines on it. Kanda froze in his tries to break out of his bonds, with wide eyes he stared at the person, not wanting to believe who was standing in front of him.
"M...Moyashi?"
Pheew, that was quit a long chapter...
although I am sure it isn't as long as the first one^^"
So, how far did you like this chapter? What do you think is happening next?
Tehe, I know what you are thinking, the last sentence I wrote is practically screaming with this information,
but...no, I can't say anything, it has to stay a cliffhanger xxD
I know I am torturing you guys,
but hey, I just want to make sure you are still interested in my story!
By the way, I once again want to apologize for that terrible format of the first chapter!
I am really, really sorry for that accident, please forgive me T.T
Well then, I am gonna stop for now, I need a little break :)
Write everything down what you think about it!
Your author Kamo-chan
PS: There will be a nice surprise for you guys, but what, I won't tell xxD
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