Kiss Me, My Pretty
Part Fourteen

A fist swung and missed as its target vanished from the spot he'd just been in. The smaller body moved with a startled alarm and an uncanny fear for his life at that immediate moment—and for a very good reason. The curled fist that wavered in the empty space belonged to a seething man who looked ready to end him—and perhaps the rest of the world with him. It wasn't a particularly new look on the long-haired swordsman; but it was directed with a fresh passion that usually meant he was just recently prodded enough to send him to the only other person who he could throw a punch at an not likely break in half in one hit.

"K…Kanda!" Allen's voice escaped in a pitched show of fear. Not a fear caused directly by Kanda, but rather the uncontrolled display by the man. They fought and tumbled more than most would ever even realize, but this wasn't built up from anything. This was out of the blue and his brain couldn't quite understand it. "What the hell, BaKanda!"

"Shut up and stand still," Kanda ignored any words that were set to come from that beansprout's face. Words were more effort than a nice punch to the throat. His irritation at Lavi, the whole shit with the golem, and Allen's abnormal behavior had finally made him snap. After he was done wearing himself out by beating on Allen for a while, he could calmly go pulverize Komui into fixing Timcanpy for good.

That redheaded idiot thought that his cheap little trick worked, but he was fucking wrong, apparently. Timcanpy, the little golden fuckass, was still clamoring after him like a lovesick puppy; tail coiled around his arm and holding on for dear life as the object of its affections leaped after its previous master with intent to harm.

"AHH! Like anyone would stand still with your pleasant face bearing down on them!" Allen yelped and jumped out of Kanda's fist path. He'd seen the velocity at which Kanda had slammed Timcanpy across the room. That into anyone's face directly would not be pleasant and he wasn't looking for broken bones today. Likely, a broken bone would be the nicest thing Kanda managed. "Calm down, Kanda!" he tried. Talking never worked on Kanda much, but if he could rile the man up enough to at least spill what had made him insane, he would have a place to start in calming the typhoon known as Kanda. However…that wouldn't be easy.

"I said, shut the fuck up and hold still!" The growl dropped off like an indignant hiss. He wasn't in the mood for Allen's pansy talk and all he wanted was to feel the nice hard slam of knuckles into the annoyance's face. It was because of this little idiot that his life had been bombarded with a catastrophe of insanity. More embarrassments than he could name in one sitting had been done to him in the span of little more than twenty four hours and the beansprout had the nerve to avoid him! Laying him prey to the redheaded idiot's poor sense of logic? Somehow, Kanda did not think that forcing Timcanpy in front of his mouth was enough to break a seal meant to make another thing fall in love with someone.

Actually, the whole concept was off the wall stupid and he wanted to break Komui's neck and drag him around by it as a warning to the rest of the idiot scientists running around under the man's command. Stop making these stupid experiments that end up doing nothing but turning people's lives into unreasonable jokes or he would personally shove each individual up his or her own ass. And he was nearly dead serious about the thoughts he was having with that. As he darted after the quick little shit, he considered exactly how he'd have to bend a person to invite them personally into their own colon.

"Kanda! This is stupid! I didn't do anything! You can't just attack me with no reason!" Allen skidded to a stop and turned his body just before Kanda's fingers would have curled in his shirt.

A deft turn and Kanda was already in pursuit once more, with Timcanpy flopping around helplessly—curled to his arm like it was a ticket to a personal paradise. The little golden golem was steadfastly showing loyalty that only served to make Kanda more likely to snap Allen's head right off his neck if he caught him. God help the white haired little son of a bitch. Though really, the curse affecting Timcanpy wasn't Allen's immediate fault, it was the series of events that led to it and since he couldn't rightly slaughter every scientist involved in the project, he had to go to the next one in blame—never mind that it was he himself that had shot Timcanpy across the room into the experiment to begin with.

"Once I'm done kicking your beansprout ass, I'll be happy to leave you alone! I'll even shove Timcanpy down your fucking throat so you can have it back!"

"The hell you will!" Allen's voice snapped back, ready to defend from the threat of physical harm. If Kanda refused to see reason, then an all out brawl it would be. They'd already shown how much of a stalemate such a display could turn into—in a silly heap, sprawled in mud. If the older male wanted that again, Allen was getting just irritated enough to give it to him. "I left you alone! I didn't do anything to warrant your pissiness!"

"You did everything to warrant it you little fuckass!" Fingers grazed along the defending arm as Kanda sprinted in on him.

"What the hell did I do! I left you alone so you would get less pissed off! Not more! You told me to go the fuck away," Allen voice rose with every word, accentuating the rare swear that he let slip on Kanda's account. "I tried to do just that, and now you're mad at me for it? Make up your mind, BaKanda!"

"Since when the fuck did you give a shit about whether you were annoying me or not! You've been acting like an abnormal twit ever since yesterday. Ever since last night. Suddenly now, you wanna pretend to be polite? Not like that isn't what you always do anyway, but you never bothered with that stupid bullshit expression with me. Suddenly, now I'm going to be subjected to your fake concern and desire to try to make everyone else around you happy?" Kanda's expression seemed to stretch as far as it could in showing his distain. Muscles bunched over his eyes and his jaw tensed, causing the arteries in his neck to pulse more apparently. He was mad enough to want to throw the beansprout out the nearest window and off the blasted tower entirely.

"You can be such a prick, Kanda. It shouldn't surprise me anymore, but some how you still fine ways to be an even bigger asshole than I remembered." Gray eyes dropped coldly into place, glaring over opposite of the black-blue that seemed to hold an underlying fire. "You never even let me be nice to you from the beginning. So what the hell do you know about me? Nothing! You shun everyone off and sit in a pool of your own antisocial assholishness. And even so, I still can't stop myself from caring about you. You won't even let me be your friend!"

Another fist swung around, aimed at the smaller—yet still moving—target. "It is not my fault that you're so fucking retarded that you think I need friends!"

Allen's expression contorted to one of irritation, effectively breaking the strained mask that he had been working to keep in place ever since this little scuffle brawl started. Kanda's fist nearly hit him that time and he took that chance to grab his arm—fingers curled around his elbow. If Kanda wanted to be a giant bitch, then Kanda would get the return treatment. Shifting the weight to his far leg, he strained all of his muscles into flipping the other body right off his feet and over him.

The bigger man dropped over on his back, but he didn't stay down long enough for Allen to get in another word edgewise. Kanda's lightning quick reflexes had his legs curled up under him and pushing him back up before the beansprout could even attempt to hold him down. He was not about to be caught on the floor by this brat again. Not like last time where they'd laid each other out on a heap of dirt to be rained on like fools. Long hair danced around between them in the swish and a pale hand curled up in the black fabric of Allen's sweater. He pulled the younger one to him, glaring him down with fury fueling his responses. "You threatened me with your presence until I returned your golem and yet you lack whatever goddamn conviction you pretended to have."

"Conviction? I did you a favor by leaving you alone!" A near snarl from Allen's lips almost surprised them both. "You didn't want my presence and truthfully, I only did it because I like annoying you. Watching you lose your cool pleases me because it shows just how human you are. Even if you pretend you're not." Gray eyes darted around, taking in every fraction of response. "But it was obvious that we were seriously annoying you so I—"

"Horseshit. Absolute, complete, horseshit. If you had really felt that way, then you would have left me the fuck alone before you came and had a pleasant dinner with us last night."

"Maybe it just took last night for me to realize how much you hate—wait a minute…Why are you so damned upset about this? After how you stalked off like an angry hermit, I figured you'd be happy I was leaving you alone!"

Both of Kanda's hands were gripping Allen's collar tight, close to the point of lifting the boy off his feet and Allen offered no immediate protest. If he thought for a moment that his safety was threatened, then he would activate his Innocence and put Kanda in his place—or at least fight the angry bastard off. Allen felt that reasoning with Kanda Yuu was something akin to sticking his head in an oven and hoping he could blow enough air out of his lungs to put the heat out.

But he was beginning to understand Kanda's contorted way of thinking. Despite his constant harping, blame throwing and taunts, Kanda had really never demanded anything of Allen. His biggest complaint was Timcanpy's new found love for everything pertaining to Kanda. Sure, Kanda made threats and screamed to high heavens for him to disappear; but if he had really wanted Allen to leave, he could have easily gotten Allen off his trail.

"…You missed me today didn't you?"

The words slapped Kanda near across the face and he subconsciously lifted Allen from the floor, legs dangling unmoving—before he spontaneously threw the boy down into the floor. In his blanked moment of kindness, he made certain to drop Allen flat down on his back. Wordlessly, he loomed over him; a foot stomping down on each side of him.

"B…BaKanda!" Eyes widened when the realization that the angry man was now crouched over him, trapping him beneath him where he could probably put his fists to the use he originally intended upon entered the room.

"You obviously want me to hurt you, since you don't know when to shut your stupid face. I—" A flash of gold directly in his field of vision made Kanda jump a bit, leaning away from his looming intimidation stance. Fluttery gold wrapped around his head and a long thin golden thread curled around his neck. This drew his attention away from immediately harming Allen, to attempting to pry a golem off of his face. "….Tim…can…py…"

Pulling at the golem, he growled. Louder and louder his anger echoed in the room and his own twisted sense of humiliate led him to the frustrated howling that followed when he realized that pulling Tim only made it clutch hard. He dropped back and screamed into the golem, pulling the tail until he felt it give and loosen its grip on his face. The golems affections were beginning to really make him want to permanently dismantle Timcanpy.

"Goddamnit!" Pulling until his own face felt like it was burning, he managed to rip the hard cling and catapult the golem across the room with a fury fueled slam—bouncing the golem like a volley ball into the floor and shooting him into the far wall. Kanda's face contorted with his heaving and he restrained the fire in his throat from erupting and tearing his rage across the room.

"K…Kanda…"

Dark eyes snapped from the angered haze and stared down at the body just below him. IN his frenzy to dislodge Timcanpy, he's wound up straddling over Allen's legs—leaning over him. Narrowing his eyes, he nearly snapped off again—but the look on Allen's face broke him of the thought.

Beansprout's face was flushed red, wide-eyed, and he'd turned his head just after he'd spoken.

What is this?

...

"….Allen? Kanda?"

The new voice echoed in the room and in his brain before he realized exactly what it meant. The higher pitched voice was laced with something like alarm, before it sauntered off into a surprised daze that led his eyes up to the face that uttered the squeaked names. Lenalee's wide eyes started down at him, shifted to Allen, and then right back to him.

She doesn't think…. Oh no.

To Be Continued…

A/N: It's only been forever, and I come back with this lame chapter, but it really was a necessary chapter. I shall work on this one more frequently for all of you. You totally fucked my mind with over 30 reviews on the last chapter alone. You guys are amazing! And I thank you for liking my mediocre work here! Until next time~