A/N: Yes! New update! Fun for the whole Yullen community! This story is doing so great and I am so happy for that! Also, about the last chapter... I am totally sorry for not putting up some sort of warning. I might have creeped all of my readers with the woman in the mirror thing.
Allen: I see dead peoples... (shivers)
Author: No worries! Kanda is there to comfort and save you!
Kanda: Stupid girl! Stop corrupting my moyashi! (grabs a confused and naive Allen possessively and glares)
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The Jealousy of Those Long Lost
Warning: Very mild horror. For those of you people that hate horror, please do not read at night. Read in a well-lit room or in the morning, with a lot of people around you. But since you're reading yaoi, that may also not be such a good idea either. Hahaha...
Allen woke up feeling cold yet totally refreshed. His eyes blinked sleepily as he felt both warm and pleasantly cool at the same time.
His gaze slid over to the body next to him and the white-haired boy blushed. Sleeping next to him was Kanda, with his hair loosed and sprawled across his body and his strong arms wrapped protectively around Allen, drawing him closer to him. Allen stared at Kanda with wonder. He had never seen the man so at peace and so calm. A long curtain of smooth black hair framed the pale face that knew no malice. His even and slightly slow breathing blew a small strand of hair now and then. It was very tempting to just reach up and kiss the normally stoic man.
"Eh?" Allen almost smacked himself, blushing to the tips of his ears. "W-Why am I thinking that?! C-Could I like him... N-No! T-That's impossible..."
While the distraught boy was left to his frantic thoughts, he did not register the ghost stirring next to him.
"Beansprout, stop thinking," Kanda groaned, shifting his hands to rest at Allen's hips and burying his face in the boy's pale hair. "I can practically hear it."
"K-Kanda," the cursed child looked up and shrank into himself under the piercing navy blue gaze. "G-Good morning. Erm... did you sleep well? ...I-I umm... didn't know ghosts slept..."
"Che," the raven-haired man leaned down to capture the Allen's lips. When they parted, Allen's cheeks were a dark shade of red to Kanda's amusement.
"Get up, moyashi," he got up, attempting to pull up the younger teen who resisted. "If you keep making that cute face, I swear I won't restrain myself."
Allen let out a small shriek of mortification and stumbled out of the older teen's arms. He tripped on his own two feet and landed on the floor face first. Allen stayed down, mostly to avoid seeing Kanda's face but also to allow his heart rate to slow down to a reasonable rhythm.
Kanda smirked before disentangling himself from the blankets and walking over to the klutzy teen.
"Such a clumsy moyashi," Kanda purred seductively in Allen's ear and lifted the boy to his feet. But he didn't let go and instead, pulled Allen closer to his chest and trailed small kisses down the slender column of his neck. Allen immediately tensed and squirmed in Kanda's hold.
"S-Stop p-please," Allen whimpered, struggling to get out of the man's grasp.
"You owe me compensation for staying with you last night," Kanda murmured against Allen's pale skin as if it were a plausible reason.
"I have school!" the pale child panted, the pleasurable feeling overwhelming him.
"Skip it," Kanda replied simply, his hands sneaking toward the boy's shirt front and deftly unbuttoning them with quick strokes.
"N-No," Allen moaned, almost submitting completely to the older man's whims.
He mewled softly when he felt Kanda's lips on a very sensitive part of his necked and lost himself to the attention he was receiving.
"Get away from him," a voice suddenly hissed.
Allen felt as if he was suddenly dunked in ice cold water. His nerves were paralyzed and every fiber of his being told him to run.
"Moyashi?" Kanda stopped his sexual assault. "What's wrong?"
"Stay away from him," the voice came again but much louder.
The white-haired child's eyes sidled over to the vanity mirror in the room. The woman's pale face stared back, her eyes glowing a dark red with pure evil and rage. Her plain white kimono and long black hair whipped around her like an invisible wind was blowing through it. She was standing in front of the pair and her beautiful face was contorted with maliciousness and absolute anger.
"Get away from him!" she screeched, her hands bunched at her sides.
"Augh!" Allen cried, pushing himself away from Kanda and huddled himself into a ball. What was this fear he was feeling? It was like she was pushing and throwing of her hate and abhorrence at him, slowing driving him insane. Pain clenched at his heart and throat as he choked. It was getting darker as the lady stalked forward and he let out a small scream that escalated in pitch.
"Beansprout?" the longhaired man knelt down next to him, clutching his lithe body with worry. "What the hell is wrong with you?"
The small child did not answer as the woman cast volley after volley of rage and hysteria at him as if they were tangible arrows. He needed to do something before the feeling totally overwhelmed him.
"Innocence invocate!" Allen ground out through his clenched teeth. Silver talons headed for the woman who howled in response. The wind picked up and the windows began to bang open and close rapidly. Paper and anything loose was torn from their places and swirled at top speed like they were in a mini tornado. Allen cracked open an eye and instantly regretted it. Her form was becoming more solid and defined to his growing alarm. Her fury was fueling her will and therefore, she was amplifying in power.
"Allen!" Kanda shouted at him, staring at the objects flying around the room and the hazy form appearing with shielded shock. "What the hell is going on? What's happening to you?"
The white-haired exorcist shivered. She was neither akuma nor ordinary ghost. He could see her power now and how she manipulated his anxiety levels to skyrocket so high. The wrath rolled off her in dark blue waves and shot in the air in little needles, sinking into his skin and turning his insides cold.
An exorcism. I need to do an exorcism. Allen thought faintly. But i-it hurts... It hurts so much. I can't keep up any longer.
"T-That's-" the older man whispered beside him, his sapphire eyes wide. His arms pulled Allen into his lap possessively.
The shape was as corporeal now as Kanda was and Allen could see that in her hands was a glowing pink object. He squinted his eyes and made out the object. A lotus? Yes, it was a pink lotus that pulsated steadily like that of a pumping heart. It was in full bloom and there were exactly twelve petals that were snow white with the tips kissed with a soft pale pink. Her hands circled it, containing the soft illumination.
"Yu," the woman laughed. It sounded hoarse and yet full of twisted joy. It was the laughter of a madwoman.
"Y-Yu?" Allen turned to the stiff, glaring man next to him despite the pain he was feeling all over.
"My first name," Kanda encircled his arms tighter around him.
"W-Who is she?" Allen wheezed, his breathing labored. His arm couldn't retain its form and reverted back into the original form. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. His vision became blurry and he was having trouble staying conscious as his head jumped being staying awake and falling asleep.
"She's the bitch that put the curse on me," Kanda snarled, drawing out Mugen. "What are you doing here, Mizaki? How the hell are you still on this plane of existence?"
"It's her?!" Allen's silver eyes were wide with surprise. The older teen nodded.
"Yu," the woman cooed, her voice shrill. "How could you be so mean?"
"Shut up," he growled, his eyes narrowing.
"Kanda," Allen breathed out, fisting the other's coat urgently. "An exorcism. She needs to be exorcised."
The raven-haired man's line of vision averted to the lotus in her hands, staring at it intensely.
"Where did you get that?" Kanda's voice wavered slightly.
"That's right, my Yu," Mizaki's eyes shone brightly. "I have your precious lotus. I will give your life back to you if you dispose of the boy and come with me. We can be together again."
"To...gether?" the cursed child huffed, his breathing constricted to the point where he was barely able to speak. "K-Kanda, you have… to stop her. She's not an o-ordinary ghost..."
Kanda seemed to think for a moment before he got up and laid Allen gently down. The cursed exorcist turned his head shakily as he watched Kanda walk over to Mizaki. Allen could not believe his eyes. Had he been chosen over?
"Kanda?"
"I'm sorry... Allen," the ghost whispered, turning around to avoid seeing the boy's broken look.
"K-Kanda?" the weakened boy blinked, tears prickling his eyes. "W-Wait... don't go. Please..." The tears flowed freely down his eyes but they were whisked away by the wind that was still going on very strongly.
"Don't try, impudent boy," Mizaki snapped, irritated. Allen let out a scream of pain as the needles came at him again, making his head pound horribly and his body convulse like a marionette on invisible strings. "Yu is my fiancé. But he was a very bad husband-to-be and kept running away from the compound to escape the arranged marriage. That's why I delved into the black arts and bound him to me for forever!" Her hands moved around the lotus enticingly as she grinned with crazed anticipation. "Face it, child. He is mine now. But then again... he was mine to begin with. Now be a good little worm and die!"
The waves rolled off of her in thick rivulets now and shot at him with more vehemence. He wanted to keep screaming. He wanted to beg her to stop, anything to stop the torture she was making him go through. But the true agony was not there to his realization.
More than the pain that he felt around his body was the pain in his heart as he watched Kanda walk toward the woman. He felt his heart shatter into a million pieces. Did Kanda not love him anymore?
But then again, he laughed bitterly as his mind finally allowed him the luxury of unconsciousness. He never did say 'I love you'.
A/N: And there you have it! And yes, Kanda has just abandoned Allen. Gosh, I have got to stop starting every chapter with an almost-smut scene...
So my lovely supporters. The story is almost about to end. Maybe... I'm still debating... A happy ending or a sad ending? Review and vote for your choice!