Yeah, the not-so-long awaited sequel to Allen's suffering between living with Kanda and Cross. This chapter is a bit sick, idea from xxToxicButterflyxx who was and is one of my buds. Yeah, we know each other. But don't even THINK about asking her for my real name.
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Kanda had never felt any more grossed out.
The jerk Cross had returned to the inn room, drunk, intoxicated, and muttering about sick stuff that could qualify for porn, since if you were to picture it in your head it would be as good (or bad) as porn.
And despite the fact that Kanda might not have been too highly regarded by his teachers back in school, he knew how to picture stuff in his head.
And since he did, it made him all the more disgusted with Cross. (A/N: did you think I would say it made him more aware of his love for Allen?! LIKE HECK! No pairings, no yaoi, and DEFINITELY NO YUULLEN!!)
Kanda really had no place to run, since Allen had occupied the closet—that much was visible considering how much the closet was vibrating with Allen's petrified shivering.
Kanda stood up from the stool and turned to walk to the cot furthest from the boiled-ham-faced Cross...when it started.
"Snargh...hey...snort...babe. Wanna drink at ma...snort...place? Eheh heh heh..." Cross' eyelids peeled open. Its blurry filthy minded nerves were on top alert for a gorgeous babe...preferably with lovely soft long hair, and tall and graceful...
Ah! And it was Kanda's worst luck that he had lovely long blue hair and he was rather tall. Even though his mind was still trying to grasp the meaning of Cross' slurry words when he felt the large and firm hairy hand on his wrist, he could sense this was gonna be sick...
"LIKE WHAT THE BL—DY HELL..." Kanda yelled, but Cross's sick sex-deprived mind (like real. He probably visits the brothel everyday) translated every sound its intoxicated ears caught into sweet nothings and promises of 'doing it' everyday. Even the sound of a vase crashing as Kanda fought viciously against the makings of a possible yaoi scene.
"BEANSPROUT HELP ME DAMNIT!!" yelled Kanda. Cross had already brought him into his arms on the bed. Fortunately their clothes were on and there was a pillow in between them. Despite that Kanda felt very uncomfortable, considering there was only 5 inches of fluffy cotton preventing him from doing something sick.
Allen crept out of the closet. He heard Kanda's yell for help and was afraid of what Cross had done to him THIS TIME. When he saw the results of Kanda's demise he didn't really know whether to laugh or faint. Since fainting wasn't really on the agenda, he laughed.
Now that wasn't very nice.
After Kanda had showered Allen in a blast flurry of vulgarity that almost set Allen's ears a-blazing, Allen set to work attempting to free him from the clutches of a sex maniac. It took them a good 15 minutes to use Allen's exorcist arm to pull Kanda from the frightful embrace.
"Phew, I thought I was a goner..." Kanda thought. He would never thank Beansprout in front of him. It would do no good to boost his ego. It also wouldn't do good to lower Kanda's outward level of pride, he thought to himself. Aloud he hissed, "Next time, hurry up a bit. I wish to remain a virgin a little longer, nor do I want to lose it to a GUY."
Allen chuckled a bit. It was very amusing to see someone like Kanda get hugged like that. But then the image of Cross whacking Kanda the last time appeared, and he sobered up pronto.
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Unfortunately for Kanda and a little more fortunate for Allen, Cross remembered what he did the night before.
What made it strange was that Cross didn't really care.
All he thought up was a sick idea.
"If an intoxicated me can mistake Kanda for a hot babe, imagine what old men in the brothel would pay for a night with...Kandarina!"
"LIKE WTH?!" shouted Kanda and Allen together.
Apparently in the last two weeks since they moved to the other end of Japan, Cross had managed to run up even MORE debts, and now was in desperate need of money (it was that or set the Kanda on them).
If Kanda had more humour and if he wasn't in this story he would probably have said "Well ya better sell me at a high price. People as hot as moi don't come cheap." But since he's a grumpy guy in the story, he instead yelled profanities even Cross hadn't heard before.
After 5 minutes of continuous swearing, there was a clunk, followed by pure silence.
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Kanda woke up in smoke filled air, wrists bound in soft rope and wearing something really itchy and tight around his waist. When his vision cleared, he realised he was on a platform, with about 15 leering drunk old men looking at him with undisguised lust.
Not many things frighten Yuu Kanda, but being dressed in a tight corset dress with suggestive straps surrounded by sex maniacs more brutal than Cross was possibly something beyond Kanda's worst fears.
He wriggled a bit, but a hand stilled him. He turned and froze. "BEANSROUT?!" Kanda gasped. He thought Allen was on his side! Allen winked and yelled to the crowds. "Settle down, men! The last bid was on 50 pounds! Any more than that?"
Kanda was just plain shocked. He felt betrayed, (not Yuullen style) and sick to the stomach at what these men would do to him...her...whatever they would think he was when the dress came off.
"Thank you, sir! 60 pounds to the gentleman at the back!" Allen called. Kanda looked to his potential buyer. He looked older than 100, and his wife probably looked no better, and so he turned to the brothels.
"Going once, twice!" BANG. Allen punched a loose board on the tables before him. "SOLD to Mr. Mahogany!"
As the leering man stepped forward to claim his prize, Allen hissed to Kanda. "Master wants you to escape. Mugen's in the room provided. He doesn't mind you killing this sicko." With a gentle push, Kanda's ropes fell apart and he lurched forward into the drunk geezer's arms. Kanda resisted the urge to kill everybody in the room, but then thought that this plan might not be so bad after all. he could cut the man's purse, and give some of the money to Cross, and keep some for himself. Maybe he could buy himself out of this bondage.
So Kanda followed the old geezer to the room. When the door opened, Kanda couldn't help but resist a chuckle. Mugen was disguised as a plant stem, with leaves taped to the top. The leering man started to remove his shoes, but Kanda had already made his move. He whipped around and kicked the guy's head down. There was a crick and a bit of blood. Kanda didn't really feel much for the geezer. Old man's wife must have been glad to be rid of the bas-- anyway.
Kanda raided the man's pockets and purse, and found abut 30 pounds. He decided to give Cross 18 pounds. As he pocketed the money he wondered how he was gonna get outta that whorehouse.
He found a hunting knife and sawed the skirt off the dress. He had seen this dress in the garbage the day before and the stain that was on the side on that dress was on this one. He hoped Cross wouldn't mind. Kanda's clothes were still on inside, but if he was caught at least he could pretend to be a whore who was attacked.
Next, he grabbed Mugen and strapped it to his back. Opening the window, Kanda felt the cool breeze loosen up sweat glued hair. Looking down, he saw a convienient haystack.
Excellent. He leapt and landed, soaring like a female samurai. Crawling out of the hay, he picked a piece out of his top and ran like crazy toward the inn they were staying at.
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"KANDA YOU'RE ALL RIGHT!!" Allen practically squealed with relief and nearly hugged Kanda but merely just pulled the pink top off. Kanda wriggled his shoulders in relief. He tossed to Cross the 18 pounds and said, "Drown yourself in it." Cross grabbed the money and left the inn room immediately.
Allen sighed. "Cross wouldn't change his mind."
Kanda replied emotionlessly. "I killed the geezer." He was surprised when he saw the evil smile on Allen's face. He was more surprised at what he said next.
"Good."
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