Title: Truth or Dare
Characters/Pairings: Lavi/Allen, Kanda, Lenalee, Komui, Reever, Johnny, Bookman
Rating: PG-15 (swearing, implications, and a kiss)
Word Count: 1,939
Disclaimer: All characters depicted in sexual situations in this post/fanfiction/fanart (including material in the comments) are fictional and are intended to be and considered to be by the author of said material of the legal age of consent in the United States state of California, regardless of what age these characters may be in the material they are derived from.
Summary: Crack. Truth or Dare. Cliches.
Notes/Warnings: un-betaed; the twenty-first in a series of 104 themes. "Never Again" is today's theme. BEWARE! Slight sleep-deprived produced CRACK ahead.
Thank you to Aion Laven Walker and IcyFireGypsy for the reviews on the last chapter.
Never again was Allen joining a half-drunken group of people playing Truth or Dare. Never ever again.
It wasn't the fact that they were drunk, oh no; it was the fact that the game had gotten so… so… perverse that Allen was stuck blushing. Maybe he was permanently tomato red now. As if on cue, the entire haphazard circle of people turned their attention to him. He gulped.
"W-what?" His voice came out shaky. Lenalee giggled. Komui lazily grinned. Kanda crossed his arms and snarled.
"You heard Johnny."
It was something Kanda didn't like the idea of, obviously. Damn him for not paying attention to the game. He had been busy sulking instead of listening to the embarrassing things people were admitting to. His silver eyes darted to Johnny. Johnny had a blush on his cheeks and his eyes were impossibly wide. Or maybe that was the glasses making his eyes seem bigger. Johnny giggled nervously while he repeated it.
"I d-dare you… to…" he broke into giggles and Reever poked him to get him to continue, "t-t-to sitonKanda'slap…" Another giggle rang out, "f-for the remain-d-der of the game."
While Johnny was busy dissolving into laughter, Allen looked over at the older boy. He assessed the problem at hand. While the rest of the group who sat around had drunk quite a lot, Kanda had only had one and other than a flush to his cheeks, he seemed unaffected by it. Allen had none. Even Lenalee had a quite a few glasses of wine. Kanda stared back at him. Finally the long haired boy uncrossed his arms and his legs. Allen took this as acquiescing to the dare. Blinking owlishly, the rest of the group watched, holding their breath, as Allen picked himself up off the floor and stepped forward. He lost his balance and staggered two steps before he righted himself. Allen paused. He walked the rest of the way.
Allen and Kanda stared at each other for a moment. Kanda's hand reached, grasped. He yanked the younger boy onto his lap. Allen gasped softly. Lenalee's giggles sprang up from across the room. Allen basically collapsed onto the nineteen year olds' lap. After a frozen moment, the white haired boy situated himself properly. Kanda shifted him slightly and leaned back, pulling Allen with him. Kanda's hands rested, slightly crossed over Allen's abdomen. Allen was uncomfortable. He fidgeted. Reever took over.
"Allen, your turn."
Allen jumped at his name, Kanda held him firmly in place. He looked around. He opened his mouth and nothing came out. Everyone was staring at him. He shut his mouth and tried to act like he was thinking. He suddenly had an idea and grinned devilishly.
"Alright then. Reever: truth or dare?"
Reever looked slightly surprised. His eyebrows rose as he answered. "Truth."
Allen's grin only grew. "Good. Reever, do you have feelings for Lenalee?"
The whole room's attention switched to Reever. Reever seemed stuck as Komui's eyes hardened. Reever stuttered.
"I-I uh, that is…" He fell quiet, holding Komui's gaze. Finally, his shoulder sagged in what seemed like defeat. "To hell with it. Yes, I do."
Most of the room was so surprised that silence reigned. Lenalee blushed and covered her mouth, hiding a flattered smile. Just as the room erupted with Komui's possessive rage, the door opened. This stopped the angered Komui in his tracks. Everyone turned to see who was coming in so late at night. The Bookman entered and ignored the commotion that was happening to his right, but when Rabi came through, he stopped and gaped. His eyes swept over the group.
Bottles: empty and in various stages of being drank, were scattered throughout the people. Reever was holding Johnny in front of him to stall Komui's impending attack, drinks sloshed around from Komui's previous launch towards his second in command, and Kanda had pulled Mugen from somewhere while shielding Allen from the rest of the room. Allen was stuck leaning over a small table, hands braced on the wall with Kanda right behind him, one arm hooked around his middle. Allen arched his neck back when everything stopped spinning from the sudden movement. He rested his head on the older boy's shoulder, looking at what had caused the all halt.
Rabi's eyes met Allen's. A red hot anger built up in the green eye Allen was looking into. Allen's eyes widened as the whole thing started up again, but in reverse. Komui sat down heavily, clearing the way for Rabi, who stalked through the group, eyes only on the duo of male exorcists near the wall. Kanda's attention was on the redhead. Mugen swung to point under Rabi's chin.
"Stop where you are, Rabbit. He's not even yours."
Allen was completely confused by the words Kanda spoke. But they seemed to only fuel the fire. Everyone was quietly trying to slip away. Rabi had stopped, but it was obvious that he wasn't finished with just trying to intimidate Kanda.
"You shouldn't be touching him. He's not yours either." The words were ground out.
Allen tipped his head back up and tried to loosen Kanda's arm from around him. He didn't want to be in the middle of what was obviously an on-going feud. Allen's eyes strayed, noticing that everyone was giving them space. Only Komui was feeling brave enough to stay seated nearby. Bookman had paused near the door, but rested his hand on the knob. His voice barked out.
"Rabi. Choose your fights wisely."
Either this didn't get through to the red head, or it did but he was being stubborn. Kanda didn't waver. Allen wriggled, trying to break free and get to safety where the rest of the people were—far away from this room. Kanda held him tight.
"Let him go." This time, Rabi growled. His single green eye was narrowed and remaining only on the nineteen year old. Allen ceased his movements, waiting to be released. Kanda seemed to weigh his options before letting Allen go.
Allen looked between the two boys and slowly straightened himself. He managed to wiggle out of the gap between Kanda and the table. One of his arms flailed. Kanda moved Mugen out of the way reflexively. Allen was about to apologize, maybe thanking him, but Rabi's arm darted out and grabbed him. He was pulled up close to the redhead. The overall quiet of the room disturbed the white haired boy. His eyes landed on Rabi's face. Rabi and Kanda were locked in what looked to be a glaring contest. Allen was reluctant to break the stalemate. That was when the whispers started.
As Lenalee was blocked by Reever and Johnny, she started it. A hushed question, a quiet answer—the answer that made Allen stop.
"They're fighting over Allen."
Allen reviewed what had been said, what had been done. It made sense, although it really didn't make sense at the same time. In his sudden revelation he straightened up and put his hands on his hips.
"Wait a minute. This is about me?" He felt so stupid. Although, he really didn't see Rabi as the 'jealous type'; he giggled, his blush from earlier rising to his pale cheeks. Allen shifted so he could look at both of the older boys at the same time. The whispers had died out; everyone watched wide eyed as jumped in between the two as they fought. Even though this was a tame 'I'll glare at you until I defeat you' type of fight, they still would label Allen as 'suicidal' for the rest of his life. But Allen didn't stop there. He rolled his eyes.
"Rabi, don't start things, okay. You didn't even know what was going on. Did you ask if it was my decision?" Allen paused, Rabi opened his mouth to answer, and Allen plowed on. "No, you didn't." Allen suddenly broke into a fit of giggles.
Kanda kept Mugen at the ready, but was watching the proceedings with confusion. That was when Allen reeled on him. Allen had recovered from his spontaneous laughter but remained pink in the cheeks.
"And you: you can't say that I'm not his. You have no idea about our relationship." Again, Allen started giggling. When he was hunched over, trying to breathe through the laughter, Rabi spoke.
"Why are you laughing?" Rabi's tone was still hard, but he seemed genuinely concerned. Perhaps Allen was losing it…
This sobered Allen. He took three deep breaths, but giggled again as he answered. "I—hehe—never th-thought… hehehe—that-t you-u would be—hehe—jealous!"
The whole room breathed a sigh of relief. But as the words processed, the mostly drunk group cowering behind Bookman, who was still poised at the door, rounded on the trio with more confusion.
"Rabi? Jealous? Over what?" Kanda voiced the group thought.
Bookman turned from the door, hands by his sides once more. It seemed it was his time to intervene. Rabi's hand was on Allen's back, steadying him.
"Over his lover sitting on another man's lap." The Bookman's eyes rested on Kanda, whose eyes flicked over to the redhead. Rabi glared back at him. Allen smacked Rabi's shoulder with the back of his hand. Rabi broke his glare as he caught Allen's hand. Their fingers intertwined. Kanda was taken aback. Lenalee peered over shoulders. Her voice was the first to come after the old man's.
"Wait, so Rabi and Allen are together?" Her eyes landed curiously on the pair, but slid over to the Bookman as he nodded in affirmation.
Kanda seemed to deflate slightly, but the anger inside him burned hotter than before. He sheathed Mugen and stalked past the couple without a glance. He slammed his door on the way out. After a tense, silent moment in the room: Komui broke it.
"I'm still going to kill you, Reever."
At least they all seemed calmer about it. Lenalee peeked over Johnny's shoulder.
"Don't, brother." She turned pink when everyone looked at her. She looked nervously around. "I like him too." Her voice was quiet.
Bookman left then, quietly slipping out. The unusual calm that followed the statement gave Rabi the time to lead Allen into the hallway. As they walked through the dark and quiet hallways, Rabi asked some questions.
"What were you even doing?"
Allen blinked owlishly at him, and then it dawned on him what was being asked. He smiled. "Playing 'Truth or Dare'."
Rabi gave him a reproachful look, but Allen continued.
"Everyone else was drunk, or at least had a drink or two. I didn't. But then I was dared to sit on Kanda's lap. And you know me; I can't back down from a challenge. So I did it. I then asked Reever if he had feelings for Lenalee. Turns out he did. That was when you came in." Only now did Allen glance at his boyfriend. "What about you? You were supposed to be back hours ago. That's why we were all up. We were waiting for you."
This stalled Rabi. He looked over. "You were waiting for me?"
Allen blushed, "Of course I was."
They were stopped in the hallway, but Rabi continued after only a moment of searching his lover's eyes. Rabi pulled Allen around to face him as they came to Allen's room. He reached up, cupping the younger boy's face with one hand and tilting it up.
"Thank you."
Allen only smiled in response. A chaste kiss later and he spoke, breaking the peace of the moment. "Please don't be mad at Kanda."
Rabi's eye darkened. "You're never doing that again. Ever."
Allen smiled. He couldn't agree more.
Tomorrow's Theme: "Online"