Allen was shocked at the forcefulness that Lavi used when he pushed Allen into his room, closing the door behind then to secure them into Allen's room.

"Lavi what's going on? If you wanted to tal-" Allen was suddenly cut off as Lavi firmly placed his mouth onto his. "Lavi…" Allen blinked, surprised at himself. He was enjoying the feel of Lavi's warm mouth on his, and the taste of his tongue as he slid it into his mouth. The kiss became more passionate as Lavi slid his hand up and down Allen's back, always pausing just above his lower back just a moment longer.

At first Allen was embarrassed and tried to move away, but his body yearned for Lavi's touch, and soon Allen had his arms wrapped around the older boy's neck.

As they both came up for air, Lavi looked right into Allen's eyes and whispered. "Ever since that night, I haven't been able to stop thinking about you. I guess what I'm trying to say is that, I guess I never realised my feelings Orr you until after I had a taste." He said as she began to nibble Allen's ear.

"Lavi, I think… I feel… the same." Allen whispered as he blushed furiously and looked away.

They were both silent for a minute before Lavi smiled, "you're cute when you blush Allen, but there is nothing to be ashamed of."

Allen forced himself to look Lavi straight in the eye. "Yeah, you're right, and besides I couldn't stop thinking about you either, and I guess it was just a matter of time before something like this happened…" He shifted and blushed an even deeper shade of red.

Allen knew in the back of his mind that he couldn't ignore the fact that he had been having similar thoughts about a certain samurai, but he didn't know if that feeling was a good idea or not.

Before Allen could gather his thoughts again Lavi had pushed him onto the bed, him on top. As Allen squirmed to get comfortable under the redhead Lavi began kissing and nibbling all around his neck.

"Uh mmm… Lavi!" Allen groaned as the redhead's tongue slid down the base of his chin.

"I didn't know you were enjoying this so much Allen." Lavi smirked as he continued his journey down Allen's body.

"And I didn't know you were so desperate Lavi." Allen returned the smirk and decided tat it was time for him to have some fun.

He began undoing the buttons on Lavi's shirt, slowly at first and slowly his rhythm quickened.

"Allen, maybe we should wait… I don't want it to be like last time." Lavi looked at Allen with a serious expression on his face.

Allen's hands froze for a moment as he spoke, "Lavi, it wont be like last time. I know what I'm doing, I want this."

Lavi stared at him in shock but his expression quickly changed to a lustful, seductive one. "Okay but that means I don't have to take it easy on you this time."

Meanwhile…

Kanda stormed down the corridors, determined to fitful his mission. The sprout was going to be his, even if this was just a want Kanda knew that it felt more like a need. He might hate the Moyashi, but he couldn't this in his mind as a distraction any longer.

"At least if I can remember the damn thing this time." he growled as he continued his speed.

As he reached his destination, his mind began to wander. "Fuck… what the hell am I supposed to say to him? Ugh this is going to be harder than I thought, damn! He was easy to get in bed the first time, maybe I should resort to alcohol…" Kanda began to pace back and forth in front of Allen's door, trying to come up with a plan when he heard a soft groan and an all too well known whimper come from inside.

"Moyashi?" But then who was that other voice? He decided that he was going to find out. Since knocking seemed unnecessary at the time he simply barged right in to find a scene that looked all to familiar to him.

"Kanda?" Allen was horrified to find the samurai staring shocked at the scene in front of him. Allen wad pinned to the bed with his shirt unbuttoned with an equally half dressed Lavi straddling him. At this point Lavi looked up from where his mouth was on Allen's body and stared equally shocked as the black haired samurai. "Yu?"

Kanda's POV

I waited a long moment before turning to the idiot rabbit. "Don't call me that!" He wondered why he hadn't walked away yet, there he was, watching two guys make out and he hadn't done anything, perhaps because one of the guys just happened to be the boy that he's been trying to get in bed ever since a drunken threesome had taken place. Even if that stupid rabbit had beaten him to it, he still felt this was the only opportunity he was going to get. So instead of yelling harsh words and slamming the door to leave, he shrugged off his coat, oblivious to the expressions on the two boy's, and crept closer to the bed. And then he uttered the four words he thought he's never speak.

"Room for one more?"