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Glancing around Allen took to scanning over the slate gray walls, further away the paintings hanging up got his attention. One in particulate had him very intrigued, the painting of a large forest. It looked so realistic, the teen actually thought he was looking through a window and straight to nature. As much as he wished it was real, he knew it wasn't. He was in a large city, with nothing but endless skyscrapers. The real window on the right side of the room told him otherwise.

Tearing his eyes from the painting, Allen focus his attention to the blonde man sitting on the other side of the wooden desk, scribbling on a piece of paper. The young man didn't know Bak had an office, never really ponder on it ether. So when the photographer asked him to accompany him, Allen was rather surprise the man owned his own space. He didn't say anything and followed Bak until the two sat in the spacious office.

The blonde male along with Allen began to plan things in order for the two to work together, since Bak was also working with Kanda at the moment. He did ask if there was someone else who could help him, but the older man simply said he wanted to be the one working with him. Although Allen didn't want to put more pressure on the man, he was glad he'll be working with Bak.

In two days, Allen will officially return to the Black Order.

A few days back he went in for his schedule appointive with Dr. Marie. The man did a last physical check up then after removed the stitches on the side of his forehead. When the man finished and let Allen see, the boy knew it would be a problem. Even as the doctor said it wasn't bad, and gave him an ointment to apply to prevent the wound from scaring, it didn't help him. Allen had become very self-conscious of the injury.

Since returning from his last visit with the doctor, the white haired male hasn't shown Kanda his injury. He just didn't want the older to see it, he was actually really worry of what the ravenette would think. Will the model cringe at the sigh of the cut? Allen didn't know, and honestly he didn't want to find out. Hence the reason of him not seeking out the other. When ever Kanda would come near him, Allen simply pretended to go somewhere else and left him behind.

The way he was acting was very selfish, and he felt godawful. A part of him wanted to show his wound to the model, but there was this other part of him that didn't. What if Kanda got a good glance at him and finds the teen repulsive? The thought had kept him up late for the last two days. His better judgment told Allen he was being ridicules, but who wouldn't worry if they were in his place. Was Kanda that shallow? He had wonder one of those nights he couldn't sleep.

He knew Kanda was picking up on his behavior, but the older male didn't really say any thing. Though, there was that one afternoon Allen literally ran from the ravenette the moment the other sat next to him, however not even five seconds alone did the model knocked on his door. The young teen's excuse was that he was sleepy because of medication and needed rest. He was left to ponder that night, if Kanda believed him or not.

More sooner than later will the older male see his injury, then it all be out in the open for Kanda to decided whether staying with someone with an ugly– ah, Allen can't believe he's become so negatively. Once more he let his mind to run freely and once again he forced his attention back to the photographer. The day was starting be feel real long, he wanted to go home, lay in bed and just hide from the world.

"Alright what do you think?" Back turn the paper over to the young man, wanting to know his opinion.

"It looks good."

Bak couldn't agree more with the teen. His work just double, he now not only had Kanda and Mikk, but Allen as well. He actually felt real flatter that Komui asked him to be responsible for the three men. Owen was helping out, but soon the other photographer will step back, leaving everything solely to Bak. It'll be a hell of a ride, but the blonde did enjoy a little pressure at times.

After the scheduling came the rest of the arrangements. Allen paid close attention to the moment when Bak would mention Mikk. He found himself rubbing his hands together under the table, waiting, his breath slow and deep. His right leg soon join in as it began to shake, the anticipation was killing him. But after five minutes of talking – in which Bak never even talked about the actor – Allen had to ask.

"Bak-san?"

The blonde stop writing and lift his head. "Yes?"

"About Mikk-san..." He let the rest to hang in the air.

"Mikk." Bak mumble and Allen nodded. "Well, I still haven't really worked with him, but I think I'll begin working with the two of you instead of Kanda. You know since your partnership with Mikk-san is for a day or so unlike Kanda."

The teen merely stay quiet, not knowing what to say. Allen really thought Bak was already working with the man. It would have help him with asking a few things about the actor, like his behaved, or when he was leaving. Allen didn't know how Mikk really was, never took the opportunity to find out. Still, the man being the first person he'll work along with had him somewhat nervous.

Mikk does stress you out, doesn't he?

Deciding not to linger with anything related to the amber eyed man, Allen gave Bak his full attention. It was a smart choice of his part, the blond had a lot to say and Allen was left placing everything together. While he sat listening or talking when he want to know some things, Allen had accidentally touched his injury. Nothing hid the wound anymore just his hair, then a thought came to him.

"Can I say something?" Allen momentary cut the man from his ongoing explanation.

"Sure go ahead."

He slowly push aside the dark strands away and turn his head to the man's direction. "Will this be a problem?" He was very self-conscious about his injury. Every time he looked in a mirror he could see it right through his hair, wig or not.

Bak only leaned closer to have a better look. The wound was noticeable but it wasn't hideous looking. The injury was still healing, and with the boy's skin tone the cut was more visible. It wasn't too big, a couple of centimeters long maybe four of so. When the hair dropped, it totally cover the injury. It disappeared, like it wasn't there.

"Don't worry yourself about it Allen-kun. Trust me it isn't a problem at all."

That did take some weight off his shoulders. The wound on the left side of his head did trouble him only because he knew modeling require to look good. Allen was never the one to simply judge someone by their appearance, but where he was working for the time being demanded he look flawless. He didn't want people to point out his flaw when he was already well aware of it.

"Well I think we cover what really matter, and don't worry about-" The rest of what Bak said died as the door open.

Allen sat steadily not bothering to look back. Why the interruption now? The young man closed his eye momentary, but the hand on his shoulder had him jumping from his seat. His large gray orbs meeting Bak, the man looked rather amused.

"Finish?"

"Actually we just finish wrapping the last details. So yes, you may go Allen-kun." Bak said watching the couple. Kanda looked like he wouldn't take no for an answer, and the teen did seem ready to leave.

"Thank you, Bak-san."

Allen slowly rose, smiling at the blonde the entire way. He didn't turn to face the ravenette and walk directly to the exit. "-Kanda our small break will be over soon, don't be late." Allen heard them until he was in the hall way with the model. He stop for a second before he was walking again, the other right behind him.

"Did you want to tell me something?" He ask the man walking besides him. He didn't even glance to see if Kanda was listing or not. All Allen did was look ahead, so far the older teen hadn't yet question his avoidance and Allen hope Kanda wouldn't ask.

He didn't get anything from Kanda, and it was making him sweat. Was the model mad at him now? He won't blame the other if he was, no one would like to be treated like Allen was treading Kanda. Some how he always found a way to upset the older male, even when Allen wasn't planning on doing so.

"Moyashi." Kanda stop walking and so Allen did, just a few steps ahead of him.

"What?"

The heavy silence, where even the faintest of noise could be heard draped over them and it was scary. He kept his back to the long haired male, his body wanting to turn, but his mind stopping him. Allen knew, Kanda wanted him to face him, and yet his fear didn't allow it. He hated being so self-conscious about his appearance, it didn't bother him before then why now? Simple, because he was going to be scrutinize by the one be loves, that's why. Where did the brave Allen of a few days ago went? The one who didn't feared facing Mikk, where is the Allen–

The next moment he was caught trapped between the wall and Kanda. Both of the ravenette's hands on each side of him, keeping him from moving. Even when he was inches away from the older male, Allen didn't look up. He simply kept his eyes away, looking over Kanda's arm directly to the hallway.

"Moyashi."

"..."

"Look at me."

"Why?"

"Just look at me."

When his lover didn't make any indication of doing as he said, Kanda cupped his left cheek. Slow he got the boy to face him, being careful until he meet the uncertain gaze of silver-gray hues. Eying his lover for a second, Kanda caught the teen biting his lower lip. His Moyashi has been behaving oddly, avoiding him even. It didn't take Kanda long to figure out the reason, and he simply waited for the boy to tell him, but apparently his lover didn't know how to.

"You're more than just an injury."

Allen went stiff as a board for a whole minute before his body return to normal. He simply stare at the model, not processing what he heard. He only stay still even as Kanda gently uncover his wound. He follow those dark eyes until they return to his own grays. Kanda nodded before Allen felt soft lips on his skin, right beside his cut. He closed his eyes, Kanda didn't push him away because of his flaw.

"You are a silly Moyashi."

Allen's bottom lip tremble, and be bit down on it harder. He wasn't going to cry, not now. "B-Bakanda." He manage to say feeling revealed and emotional? Yeah that's the word, emotional. He blinked away the stinging in his eyes just in time as Kanda kissed away his fears and insecurities. Braking away, the ravenette tugged him along, further in the hallway

The two walking away didn't notice the watchful gaze, or the soft shuttering sound.

0o0o0o0o

The Black Order was generously enormous, the building had plenty to offer for Tyki to see. A pause was made in their work, giving him and the others some time to relax. He decided to wander around by himself, not desiring the twin's company or his manager'. The amber eyed male needed time alone, just so he could think. Many things were in his mind, but the primary one being his beloved Allen.

Where is the boy? The thought never left him. Every time he found himself alone with his thoughts, Tyki would go back to the same question. At the end he would be angry, annoyed and feeling very anxious. Why are the twins having a tough time in locating his love? Before Tyki knew Allen was in the city, his nephews saw the boy regularly, and now there was no sign of him. The situation mocked him, and it anger him further.

The more days that passed, the more his tolerance became weaker. How difficult was it to find the teen? He's ready to go out there and look for Allen himself. The idea didn't sound bad, but he knew he wouldn't be able to do so with Lulu Bell around. He doesn't even know how he manage to get away from her today just have some time alone.

Suddenly everything didn't matter, but his Allen. He hasn't had a minute where he didn't think of the boy. Allen lives within his mind, refusing to leave until Tyki decides to get him out. The little suggestion creating a frown over his features. He couldn't leave his beloved, not when he hasn't had him nether in a mental, emotional, or physical way. His Allen has yet to experience the benefits of being at the receiving end of his affection.

The very moment the teen lands in his hands, Tyki will keep him forever. The first thing he will do is leave this city and return to England with his beloved. His mansion is waiting for them, where they'll live together, only the two and the servants. No twins or Lulu Bell to ruin their lives. Tyki can already picture it, his Allen smiling brightly at him as he runs to his open arms. The many walks the two will take around the garden, Tyki looking down at his love as Allen openly speaks his affection towards the actor. How the teen will cling on to his arm, pouting to get his attention, only to kiss him before sweeping the boy off his feet.

Everything between them will slowly lead Tyki in to making love to his Allen. To holding him close, exploring every part of his beloved's sacred body. Knowing he is the only one laying his hands on the teen, being the first and only to claim his love. Every touch bringing the two closer, Tyki will learn of the boy and at the same time teach his Allen how he liked to be touch. The seconds nearing them further to the heated passion, until his love is begging Tyki to take him. To hear his name on the boy's lip in the most sensual of ways, all the while claiming what is rightfully his–

"Moyashi."

"What?"

The soft voices had Tyki looking up, to see two people not to far ahead of him in the same hallway. The first and taller figure very easy to recognize, the long dark hair tied up belonging to none other than Kanda Yuu. Tyki could make out a smaller body of another a few steps away from the model, but he couldn't see who it was as his back faced both men. He didn't know what was happening, but somehow Tyki decided to stay.

This could be fun.

He always found the navy haired male very closed off, and to see the Kanda actually interacting with some else other than Bak was very interesting. Stepping to the side, Tyki watch them from a corner waiting to see what would happen next. A few seconds later the actor only witness as the model got the smaller one corner. The situation suddenly taking an amazing turn, Kanda – social hater – Yuu actually harassing someone else? Tyki was glad he stayed.

"Moyashi."

The male model spoke and Tyki was confused by the name which was rather strange, but who is he to question it. The actor was just a spectator, only to see not question. All he wanted to know is who this person the ravenette trapped was. The model looked different and somehow it revolved around the person getting interrogated.

"Look at me."

"Why?"

"Just look at me."

Tyki didn't want to believe it, but was the Kanda actually begging the other to lift his gaze? The man edge closer wanting to have a better view, but it wasn't going to happen unless he let the others know he was there. When the body standing against the wall refuse to budge, Tyki almost slid off the wall holding him still. The long haired male finally got the smaller one look up, and the second Tyki saw some facial features of the ebony haired male, he was left wide-eyed.

Len?

It was the teen model, the one he briefly met twice and the one who he's going to work along with. What was going on here? Was the Kanda actually pursuing Len? Or did the two already had something going on?. Strange, Tyki never really saw Len as the type to get involve with some like the ravenette model. This was very odd, yet it was worth every second he stood watching them.

It was silent as the two looked at each other, and for some unknown reason Tyki found that he didn't really like the picture the models formed. Maybe because Len reminded him of his beloved. The two did look a bit alike, but it was unlikely his Allen would be in the agency when the boy was somewhere else – not whoring himself to the someone like the model – waiting for Tyki.

Brushing away the ridicules comparison between his beloved with Len, Tyki took out his mobile. He didn't believe his eyes and knew for sure the rest of the world didn't know about the love birds either. How mean of the Kanda and Len to keep such a thing hidden from everyone else. Especially poor Alma, who still felt for the ravenette. If the model wasn't willing to burst the remaining hopes Alma had, then Tyki will help with that.

Within a matter of minutes he snapped some very productive photos of the two. One with the ravenette holding Len's face, the next showing the Kanda clearly kissing Len on the forehead. The other images had the teen smiling, and at those pictures Tyki slowly lower the device down. He didn't like to admit it, but the teen model did reminded him of his Allen. Still refusing to ponder on the similarities, Tyki continue to gather more profs of the models secret relationship?

Things only got better for Tyki when the two finally erased all doubts. They kissed right in the hall, before the actor and he smirk. People should really be more aware of where they were if they plan to be secretive. With the last snaps, Tyki turn around and left. He got what he wanted and now he had other things to do. Before the day ends, he will have the difficult task of delivering some bad news to a certain brunette model.


"Try the all new long lasting shimmer ..."

Cobalt eyes stare at the screen blankly, pictures moving but nothing in particular interesting Kanda. He laid in the dark living room, his back leaning against the armrest of the couch, and his long legs slightly bended up on the furniture. He was supposed to be watching the televisions, but the small mount on top of his body distracted him, having his full attention.

Slowly the ravenette glanced down, his lover laid right on his body blinking every so often. The teen nested perfectly against him, using the model as his soft cushion. The boy's ear pressing right on the middle of the older male's chest. One of Kanda's hand resting on his lover's lower back, his other hand busy massaging each delicate fingers belonging to his Moyashi. The teen to entrance with the flat screen, to notice Kanda playing with his hand.

His lover's upper torso gently rose up then down as Kanda would breath, and the rest of the teen lay in between the ravenette's legs. Kanda was actual really comfortable the way they were, and he knew his Moyashi was too. The smaller weight kept the older warm, the molding of their bodies enjoyable. It took him some time to get his lover to stop fighting him and just give in. After the small fit, the two got distracted by the television – mostly his Moyashi – and they stay like that for the last hour.

They were watching a comedy show but now commercial took the time, but every time the white haired male laughed it vibrated straight to Kanda. Every movement the boy created, it never went unnoticed by the model. His body fully aware of his lover, if Kanda hadn't roped his desires down the Moyashi might have been in for an unexpected turn of events. But the older knew better, his lover wasn't neither in the mood or capable of any sort of 'activities' that ran in his mind.

The teen laughed and this time it was a bit stronger than before and Kanda instantly felt the vibration ran over his body. His lover shift and Kanda held his breath. Whether the teen knew it or not, his Moyashi just began to wake his body. This control was sinking, the heat taking over his body double, and blood ran south where it shouldn't. Kanda curse himself the second he let out a soft grunt. The teen brushed his hip against the ravenette's growing flesh and the noise instantly getting the boy's attention. The next heartbeat Kanda met his lover's curious gaze, the younger one didn't know what he was doing to him.

"Kanda?"

"Hn."

"Is something wrong?"

"No."

He doesn't have it in him to tell his lover his problem, simply because the boy might just jump away from him. Why create a disturbance between them when things are perfect. It didn't matter that they had been intimate, the teen was just too shy for this sort of things. Kanda tested the waters before, and all he got from his Moyashi was a deeply confused look. He didn't really pushed it that time, and he wasn't going to push it now.

Allen trace the older teen's face, but Kanda wasn't looking at him anymore and he decided to leave it at that. Getting back to his previous position, he snuggle close to the body below him, enjoying the warmness and comfort– he stop moving. Did Kanda... moan? Quickly the teen glance up, and this time the ravenette was looking at him directly.

"What was that?" He ask worrying he might be suffocating the model.

Kanda didn't say anything, preferring to keep his current issue to himself. Gently he ran his hand over the teen's back before patting his head. His lover settles back down, and Kanda tried to relax. Breathing in slowly, he close his eyes but he couldn't possibly ignore the weight above him. Grinding his teeth, the ravenette held himself steady as his Moyashi move, only worsening his throbbing fresh. He couldn't tell the teen to stop moving, it would only get his lover to wonder why he–

"Kanda?" Allen question staring at the television, he felt the other shiver underneath him. It began to worry him, but this time around he understand why the model was acting rather weird. Something was pressing up against him - or was he pressing on it – right over his hip. Allen didn't have to even think about it to figure it out, slowly he look up.

When he saw the blush on his lover, Kanda knew the boy was well aware of what was going on. He stayed put, not moving a single muscle. The ravenette merely waiting for the teen to lift himself up and scoot away, or walk away from he couch. It didn't take long for his Moyashi to get on his hands and push himself up. However, what he didn't expect was for the weight to be settle right where his problem was. The teen got comfortable as he straddle him, right after two palms were place on the model's chest.

"Moyashi-"

Allen silence him, sealing the ravenette's lips with his and immediately he felt hands holding his face. Parting his lips, the teen let out a small moan as Kanda's tongue met his. The model brought him lower, and Allen ended up locking his arms behind the other neck. He knew what Kanda wanted, for that last week he was given hits but Allen simply pretended to not notice. He waited for the doctor's approval, then and only then would he let Kanda know. Without a another thought, the teen grounded himself against the ravenette's need.

Kanda pulled away momentary, breathing irregularity as he stare at his lover. "Are you sure?" He ask, was the boy aware of what he was implying?

Allen nodded. "Yes." At the mere thought of him provoking the older teen the way he did, Allen felt his own body react to the idea. He held on to Kanda as he adjusted them on the couch before he was on his feet. Allen wrapped his legs around the model's hips holding himself up. Kanda didn't break away from him as he began to walk, opening his eyes the teen saw them leaving the dark living room.

"The tele...vision." Allen said in between kisses.

Kanda didn't wait for anything and continue to walk directly to his room. "It doesn't matter." He silence any protest from his lover. How can the boy even think about something else at the moment. All the model wanted was to reach his bed and show his lover how much he desired him. How the weeks without teen's touch affected him. Once they finally stepped in the bedroom, Kanda was burning. Tonight he would love his Moyashi deeply.

0o0o0o0o

Allen shiver as the last article of clothing left his body. Looking through the dimness of the room, the teen could see the outline of the other male. Kanda crawl forward and Allen met the sight of a bare body, just likes his. The model gently push him back to the mattress, and Allen took the other along with him. His back hit the soft bed, his mouth captured in a deep searching kiss.

His thighs instantly parting and Kanda settle right in between them. The ravenette's warm skin press right above his and Allen shiver at contact. A moan ripped right from his lips when the older male gridded against him. He held Kanda tightly around the neck, pulling him deeper into his mouth and body. The teen didn't know what Kanda did to him, but every fiber of his being shook with anticipation. His skin felt tight, heat running up and down his body only to rush in between his legs. The only one who could relieve him of his distress was the other. Allen needing the older inside of him, claiming his body like only Kanda knew.

Lips left his to travel down his neck, and Allen arch his head back, giving Kanda more room to explore. He enjoyed every kiss, nip and suck. The spots the ravenette touch felt hot and Allen let his eyelids drop at the sensation. He couldn't see anything, but he felt everything. The kisses and touches ignite his desire for the model higher, his need for more difficult to ignore.

He smelled sweet, like honey and Kanda found himself unable to stop tasting the soft and warm skin of his lover. The younger male was driving him insane, every moan reaching his ears turn him on. His length throbbed painfully very aware of where everything was heading. However Kanda decided to take everything slow. His lover might still be very delicate and he didn't want to hurt his Moyashi in any way. If during any time the boy ask him to stop, Kanda would, no matter his desires.

Trailing kissing lower, he bit the teen's collarbone softly, only to get rewarded with a throaty moan. Descending to the small fast raising chest, Kanda capture a small nub in his mouth. A sudden gasp and his Moyashi arch himself closer to the model, unintentionally inviting him closer. His shoulder blades instantly getting scrapped by the teen, the action pushing the ravenette further. He played with the pink bead between his teeth, rolling the tip of his tongue around it, and finally sucking on it gently making his lover shiver.

"K-Kanda."

The sound of his name caught his attention and the model decided to see what his lover wanted. He slowly made his way up, leaving nips along the way until he reach the awaiting lips of the boy. Kissing the one underneath him deeply, Kanda pry himself away only to see the shine over the teen's eyes. The only source of light coming form the parted drapes by window helping him see.

"Kanda... I." The teen panted softly, and Kanda could hear the pleading in his voice. The young man wanted him, unmasked and unhidden his desire for the ravenette out in display. His lover needed him, as much as he needed the other, and his Moyashi meant now.

Leaving his lover alone momentarily, Kanda went to the drawer to retreat the lubrication. He had to get the teen ready first before he could do anything else. Taking his Moyashi without any preparation would be very thoughtless of him. He might end up hurting him, and Kanda wasn't that desperate to ignore the most important step. His lover spread his legs further the moment Kanda retook his place. He took in a deep breath at the lustful gaze emitted by the boy, and that single look stimulated the ravenette painfully. Kanda was sure he was the only who could invoke such expression in his always shy, naïve and clueless Moyashi. There was no doubt the same look could be found in his own pair of cobalt orbs.

Allen close his eyes the moment he felt the first finger enter his body, and at the same time he try to relax the tension around him. Gripping the sheets, the teen felt the second digit joined the first. This time around the stretching was more noticeable than before. His breathing became uneven as those fingers began move in and out of his body. When the third finger finally enter, Allen bit down his lip. A surprise gasp escape him, Kanda began to twist and thrust his fingers inside of him. Unable to stand still, Allen slowly began to push down on the hand, he wanted them deeper.

The moment the young male thought he had a good rhythm going on, Kanda pulled out of him. Allen gave out a small whine at the lost of those fingers. He open his eyes when he felt the bed shift, looking up he met Kanda looming over him. Stands of long hair draping all around, secluding him from the outside and he knew what was coming. Kisses were laid on his shoulder then neck. "Ready?" The model question and Allen shiver before he found the way to nod.

Hands ran over his sides, getting lower and lower until they stop right under his knees. Kanda rose to his own knees, slowly lifting the teen's lower body off the bed. Sucking in a deep breath, Allen manage to connected his gaze with the other in the dimness. Closing his eyes, the teen slowly let out the breath he held in. He felt every inch of the ravenette being welcomed inside of his body. It was no more than a minute until Kanda stopped moving, fully sheathed within him. His hands gripping the silky sheets tightly, the sensation of being stretched still bringing the discomfort, but he knew pleasure wasn't to far away from them.

Kanda hover over him once more, and Allen instantly wrapped his arms around the model. His feet finally place back on the mattress, and the whited haired male began to adjust at the feeling. "Move, Kanda." He couldn't wait anymore, his body knowing full well the hot pleasure Kanda was capable of bringing him. His wish granted as the ravenette slowly pulled out then thrush forward. A gently pace was settle, as Kanda not only claimed his body but lips too.

Allen moan softly at each slow thrust of the older male's hips. Once he felt better, the younger one join in with the movements set by the other. The steady way Kanda push in then out, agonizing for the teen. The ravenette only brushed up against that certain spot inside of him, bringing him pleasure but not enough.

It didn't take long for Allen to want more, Kanda was being way to careful. He knew the model could be a little more demanding and he wanted just that. The teen wrapped his legs around the other, pulling Kanda down and pushing himself on to the older male. When the model didn't get his point, the boy broke away from their kiss. Panting softly, Allen stare up at the ravenette when he stopped moving altogether. "Kanda.. I'm fine." He could handle Kanda being a bit rougher, but when the other refuse to comply, Allen wanted to smack him.

Arg!

He swallow, before letting out a tiny sigh. "Please... Yuu."

The second his lips spelled out his name, Kanda return to kissing him but this time it was different. Allen's lips got assaulted into a deeper, and more demanding kiss. The sudden thrust of Kanda's hips tore a loud moan from him. This was the person he wanted, the passionate and without restrain Kanda. The one who made Allen burn for more, and the one making him feel breathless.

He tried to be gently, to take everything slowly. His lover might not be ready for Kanda to rush things, and the older male held himself back. Whatever his body demanded him do, Kanda did the opposite. They had time, the entire night even and the ravenette let himself know that. The moment his body and the teen's meet, Kanda kept the well-being of his lover above everything.

Every move he made, being thought of first before the actual movement itself. The tight hold his Moyashi had on his sex almost undid him. The sensation clawed at his restrains, but Kanda didn't easily got caught up in the moment. He manage to stay still, waiting patiently for any signs of his lover before he could move. From that point things became more difficult, every slow thrust killing him in a delicious way.

Just when Kanda thought he had things under control, his lover had to push him over the edge. The moment he heard his name in the most needy, pleading way his lover had ever called him, Kanda snapped. His desires unleash and he took his lover with everything he had. His hard and deep thrusts not only bringing him closer, but his Moyashi too was enjoying the new rhythm.

The thought of the young teen actually demanding Kanda for more, encouraging the ravenette to please his lover. He increased the pace of his thrusts, and meeting the boy half way. His lover was participating more than before, telling the model want he wanted. The way the younger male clung on to him by the shoulder and waist, only pulled Kanda closer and deeper to him. The scratching of nails on his skin, provoking him to the point of no return.

"Yuu! Ahh... don't s-stop."

He wouldn't stop, not when his Moyashi asked him so passionately. He will bring the smaller male to his release, and find his own at the same time. Rolling his hips and jerking forward, Kanda earn a loud cry from his lover. The teen didn't even bother to hide his pleasure any more, knowing the model will simply tare them from his lips. Those sensual moans, pleas and cries of pure ecstasy fueled Kanda on. The way his lover gripped his length tightly every time he hit the right spot, nearing the model to his desired orgasm. His body shook, especially his arms that kept him up. He was so close, the burning heat in his body pooling directly to the most sensitive area.

Allen's body began to tremble, his breading erratic. He felt hot, like his skin was on flames. The hold he had on Kanda's shoulders tighten, half of the teen's body leaving the bed and he clung to the ravenette for dear life. That feeling surface, his lower belly tingle and Allen dug his nails deeper into the ravenette's back.

"Yuu!... Yuu! I-I Hah!"

A raw cry ripped right from his throat as Kanda took hold of his arousal and began to run his hands up and down. Allen couldn't hold back anymore, the pleasure given to him by the ravenette amazing. The teen impale himself faster against him, and with a couple of deep thrusts from Kanda, Allen came. A loud moan of the older male's name left his lips, his mind gone, dots danced around his unfocused his gaze. Allen's hold on Kanda loosen as the thrusts slowly died down, and he slumped back on the matters.

Panting, Allen manage to open his eyes and see the body of the ravenette still over him. He could hear Kanda breathing, he actually felt the model's arms tremble right beside him. In a matter of minutes the teen felt the other lower his head down and a wet forehead met his chest. Seconds passed and Allen found himself running his fingers through the soft moist locks. His silver orbs widen slightly when Kanda left his body completely.

"Moyashi."

The older teen spoke not lifting his head and Allen patted his head gently. "Hm?"

It was silent for a minute until Kanda finally rose to face him. "Stay." Allen nodded, he didn't feel like getting up and walking back to his room. His body tired and he felt really comfortable at the moment. "From now on."

Allen stare up at the model, when he was ready to say something his lips were capture by Kanda. His arms instinctively went up, pulling the older male down. His lips instantly parting and letting the other slide his tongue in his mouth. They kiss softly, tenderly and Allen found himself wanting Kanda again. However, he went against the thought, his body spent. Unless he was planning on stay in bed tomorrow for the rest of the day, nothing else was happening. Allen slowly pulled away, pecks landing on his lips as he retreated.

"Okay."

After his lover agreed, the two settle down. The teen laid right beside him, cuddling up to Kanda. His Moyashi soon render himself to sleep while he played the teen's soft hair. Lowering down, the model planted a kiss on the boy's forehead, before pulling the small frame closer to his body.

In minutes the sheets had envelop their nude bodies with warmth. The ravenette got comfortable and slowly he was lull to sleep. Just a bit of a worry tapped Kanda as he close his eyes. He hope he hadn't hurt his Moyashi, but he'll wait until morning and learn if listening to his needy lover tonight had been a good or bad choice.


"What's he doing?"

Devit took a second to glance back at is brother before peering forward. "Nothing much." The young model with the short ebony hair stood posing for the camera, nothing interesting happening for the mean time. For the last thirty minutes the twins have watched Len and his friend. The redhead stood to the side, observing the same thing as the brothers.

The minute they spotted Lavi, Devit found the perfect opportunity to stalk him. The twins began to follow the green eyed male, careful about not being seen. They wonder hall after hall, keeping a good distance behind the redhead. Somewhere along the way, Len showed up and the boys simply couldn't believe their luck. The teen model peak their interest, Devit couldn't place what it was, but the model easily caught his attention.

At first glance, Devit swore he was actually looking at the angel. Something about the model's features, his eyes and well almost everything reminded Devit of the waiter. The twins have known the white haired male for some time now, they actually spent a good hour or so at the café where the boy works. They have seen him up close, the model and the waiter shared some very peculiar similarities.

Right off the bat, the raven twin asked their uncle if the man knew the teen, but unfortunately the actor didn't know a thing. Although there was that look in Tyki's eyes Devit could never misread, that longing look the man showed as Len and the redhead left. He half expect Tyki to go after them, but instead the actor turn heel and left. Since that day, Devit couldn't leave things alone.

To this day the boys weren't letting the matter rest, until they knew more about the model. Devit has his suspicions, what if the model and the angle were actually related? The white haired teen might not have siblings, but that doesn't mean other relatives don't exist. The angle and Len looked more alike than the waiter and the redhead. Then there was he fact of Lavi knowing both of the teens.

If the model and the white haired male are actually family, the two have to meet at a certain point right? The second Len or Lavi decided to leave the Order, the twins would be right behind either one. Anyway, they were already after the redhead, and keeping an eye on the dark haired model wasn't hurting anyone. So far things were going on smoothly, no one has spot the them and they're planning on keep it that way.

The brothers occasionally switch places, keeping their eyes on the model and Lavi. It was Devit's turn to watch them and saw redhead with a the laptop on the table. The blonde man was snapping pictures, only a woman stood in the room and she was the make-up person or something, and lastly there was Len. For the last thirty minutes nothing change, everyone and everything in the room was how twins found it when they sneaked in earlier.

"Anything?"

"Nope, just the same."

After some time, Devit's attention drifted to the door that opened. A young man stepped in, he looked around the area before he directed himself straight to the setting where the photographer and the model stood working. "Hey, take a look." Devit whisper to his brother and in no time was Jasdero by his side. Lowering on knee, the blonde twin stayed under his brother watching what had caught the others interest.

The handsome brunette who just arrived didn't even said a word as he pass by the redhead, the woman and finally the blonde. What follow next had the twins with their eyes wide. Like a slow-motion movie, the brothers only saw the brunette male grab hold of Len's arm and spun him around. A hand rose to the air, the twins – along with everyone else in the room – wince at the loud smack of a palm meeting a cheek.

It became deadly silent, the tension thick and nobody moved after the assault.

0o0o0o0o

"You slut!"

Allen heard something, but his brain not yet understanding what just happen. One minute he's working with Bak, then the next his left cheek stung. The teen stay still, looking at nothing in particular. Did he got slap and if so why? That actually hurt him, it was totally unexpected and he didn't know what to say. His hand somehow found his wounded flesh, his eyes blinked as if he just woke up.

"You fucking knew!"

The yelling that began force Allen to move and face his attacker. He met an angry brunette male, Alma. Why is the model so upset? What did Allen do to him? The teen hadn't seen Alma in a while now, right after Kanda told him not associate with the other. Gray orbs search in Alma's eyes for any type of misunderstanding, but he found nothing, the brunette didn't look sorry for what he did.

"Why?" Allen then ask, he really wanted to know what he did wrong to have anger Alma so much. If looks could kill.

"Why!? You are asking me why? You're a whore that's why!"

Whore?

To that, Allen didn't know how to answer. In his life no one had ever called him by that name. He has heard the word, but never was it directed at him. He didn't know what hurt more the slap or the insult. He became lost in his thoughts, not seeing Alma getting ready to slapped him again.

"What the- get off!"

Allen snapped out of his trance, realizing two things. One, they weren't alone and two, some one just saved him. Lavi stood behind the brunette holding his arm, Alma struggling with the tight hold the redhead had on his wrist. Bak quickly stepped in and began to drag the older model out of the room. It didn't look easy as the brunette kept shoving Bak out of the way. The teen merely stared after them, unable to understand where all of this came from.

"Len!... back stabbing bitch-"

The man being forced out kept yelling and pushing his way back inside the room, but the blonde photographer prevented him from doing so. "Alma! You can't be here-"

"-slut stole Yuu from me!"

Placing a hand on the teen's shoulder, Lavi got Allen's away from the yelling brunette. "Are you okay?" The older gazed at his friend with concern as his green eyes fell on the angry print on his cheek.

Allen nodded and gently rubbed the side of his face. "Yeah." He still couldn't believe what took place minutes ago. Getting hit, and to be yelled at wasn't how the white haired male saw his day coming. The slap Allen received had his name on it, and he was left to ponder endlessly. Why was Alma so angry with him? He wanted to know the reason, did he offended the other without meaning to? And what was that he stole again–

"Allen-kun."

The teen glance to the right only to see Bak returning. "I'm sorry for letting that happen." The man began to apologize like he was the one who had wronged Allen. The boy shook his head, and muster a smile despite everything.

"I'm fine, I just need to um..."

"Go ahead."

Allen didn't waste time and made way to the restroom. "I'll get some ice." He heard Lavi say, he stop and nodded at his friend then continue to walk. Allen quicken his steps wanting to reach his destination, unintentionally making two twins to scramble from their hiding place. The teen pushed open the door and stepped inside, looking around the restroom he found the place empty.

Inside one of the larger stalls, the twins stayed quiet. They stood on top of the toilet bowl, holding their breaths. Some minutes pass until they heard the water run, meaning the model just turn on the faucet. Carefully the they lift themselves up, being cautious to not alert the one outside. Holding themselves up, the twins finally spot the young man leaning over the sink with both hands on each side.

The ebony haired model looked depressed, who wouldn't. He just got slapped and the boy probably didn't know why. The water kept running and all the while the teen stare down, shielding the twins from seeing his face. Was he crying? The boys didn't know. After a long pause there was a sigh, before the model rubbed his head. Then it happen, the dark locks fell and all the twins saw was white.

Holy cow!

What the fuck!

Both of their amber eyes widen so big, Devit thought he was going to stay like that forever. He lost all rationality as he just stare at the male not to far from them. Were his eyes deceiving him? Looking at Jasdero, Devit know he wasn't seeing things. Len, the model with the beautiful shiny ebony hair, was actually Allen Walker. Tyki's lost angel!

This moment was the best, the brothers just uncover the greatest secret involving someone very dear to their uncle. Everything just got really interesting and at the same time it was unbelievable. The twins have him, finally they found the white haired teen. Lady luck just loved them so much didn't she.

A second later Devit felt a laughter crawling up in his throat. The angel has been under Tyki's nose the entire time and the actor was unaware of it. The situation changing from real shocking to utterly funny. Mikk seriously would be lost without them, this discovery was worth millions and they couldn't wait to see their beloved uncle.

Get ready for this Tyki, you are so going to die!


A/N: Sorry for the late update, but I hope you guys liked chapter thirty-two.

As you all know school is back in session, meaning free time is cut short.

But in a matter of weeks everything will be back to normal, the first days of classes are always just to overwhelming.

I'll try and keep updating every week like I have been doing. Well that's all for now, thank you everyone for the last reviews.

See ya!