A/N: OMG! Last time, Kanda pulled an Anakin Skywalker on Allen. Hahaha... yes, I said Anakin Skywalker because that is the ultimate betrayal! Mwahahahaha.... ahem... And I know you're all like 'Poor Allen' and 'Why the hell did you do that to our adorable Moyashi-chan?" but let me tell you, it will get better. So be patient! Please read and review!

This was supposed to be part one of my present to all of you reviewers out there but I didn't finish part two which was a gift fic so I didn't want to release this yet but now... I'm really slow with my gift fic so I'll just thought to update this! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I own nothing except the plot!

Lay Not a Hand on My Moyashi or Thou Shall Pay with Price Most Dear

Warning: Again... there might be slight horror so please read with the lights fully turned on and with a Kanda or Allen plushie in your arms (depending on your preference...ahem). Thank you.

Kanda watched with remorse as Allen closed his eyes and slumped on the floor, unmoving and as pale as death. The small chest was rising and falling in rapid staccato so the beansprout was still alive. But most likely not for long.

"Yuu," Mizaki purred, sliding up to him. He bit back a sneer of disgust and his hands clenched around Mugen tightly. He wanted nothing more than to chop off her head in one clean swipe.

"What are you going to do with the moyashi?" Kanda asked blankly.

"Oh," she replied offhandedly but her eyes were mocking him. "I'll most likely torture him a bit longer and listen to him scream. You picked a very amusing boy to toy with and he is such an adorable puppet. A pity..."

The swordsman said nothing but his mind was seconds away from snapping.

Bide your time, damn it. Kanda thought. The longer you stall her, the longer the stupid idiot lives.

"And the curse?" he questioned.

"I will lift it... after we're married and go back to Japan," she shot him a coy look.

"In case you haven't noticed, bitch-," the raven-haired man snarled, completely at the end of his tether. "But we're fucking ghosts." His eyes moved toward Allen who was still holding onto life but barely.

"Oh, Yuu," she shook her head and cooed as if she was talking to an infant. "You know nothing. I've found a way to possess people. Think of it. We'll be together again."

He mentally gagged but remained quiet.

Keep talking. Kanda thought. But this time, the woman glided over to Allen and knelt down to touch the cursed child's pale cheeks.

"Such a precious doll," she whispered before scraping her nails harshly along Allen's smooth flesh, leaving red drops of blood forming in their wake. The white-haired teen whimpered and cried out in pain but his eyes did not open. Kanda bit his lip to keep from lashing out. He was going to snap, he just knew it, and Mugen cried out with the same desire, but he needed to time it exactly right. He needed to kill her but he also needed to see that Allen and his lotus was not harmed.

"You know, Yuu?" Mizaki smiled maliciously, her crimson eyes glittering with excitement. "I think I shall burn his body. I would love to see him covered in flames." A tiny blue flame flickered on her finger and she lowered it to Allen's body. "How long do you think it will take, until the brat finally wakes up and feels his flesh burning?"

"No!" Kanda shouted, moving forward and unsheathing Mugen. She did not seem to expect his attack and dropped the lotus. The flame extinguished as well as she dodged the sword.

"What are you doing?" she shrieked, a look of hurt and fury passing through her eyes.

"Do not touch him!" the swordsman growled, standing protectively over Allen. "The boy is mine!"

Disbelief passed her face and she opened and closed her mouth as if words could not express the anger and betrayal she was feeling right now.

"That's right, bitch," Kanda smirked contemptuously, challenging her directly. "Allen is my love. Nothing you could ever hold against me can compare to it."

"You will regret that!" Mizaki hissed. Her eyes searched for the ground and landed on the lotus. His mind clicked faster than hers and he swiftly grabbed the precious item before she could.

She has no power over me. He thought, laying the lotus softly on the cursed teen's chest. The pink glow it radiated put some color back in the pale face, and the boy sighed with contentment and peace.

"Give that to me!" she screamed, her hands igniting into the blue flame.

"No way in hell," he glared venomously and launched toward her. Mugen hummed with elation. One fatal attack. That was all he needed to end it all.

"You have the power to exorcise her spirit," Allen had told him. "You have innocence. That sword is your innocence."

If that was true then he could banish her to whatever the afterlife had in store for her.

He knew what to do. Swinging the blade above his head, he brought it down in front of him with one mighty slash. "Kaijuu Ichigen!"

Ferocious insects seemed to appear at from his blade and attacked the woman who screamed and tried to bat them away but was unable too.

All that was left was a smoldering pile of ash. Kanda breathed harshly for a moment before running back to Allen and taking the boy into his arms. He placed a hand on the boy's chest and was relieved to find a heartbeat. It was slow and very faint but still there nonetheless.

"Come on, beansprout," he gently shook Allen. "Wake up. You have to wake up, damn it!"

Come on, beansprout!

Who was calling him? No one called him 'beansprout' before.

Wake up.

Allen wanted to. He truly did but his body felt so heavy and comfortable. He didn't want to move.

You have to wake up, damn it!

That voice and that curse directed at him. It was so familiar. There was so much desperation and love in that voice. He knew who it was now and with every ounce of will power, he forced his body to move.

"Kanda?" Allen gently opened his eyes, his chest feeling warm. He looked at the lotus lying on it and then looked into dark sapphire eyes, staring at him with adoration. His body ached and his bones still felt tingly from all the pain he had suffered but a feeling of safety was all around him. His heart felt cold and sluggish though and he trembled slightly, short of breath.

"I've got you, moyashi," Kanda whispered softly, holding his blade in front of them protectively. "Don't leave me now after all the hell I went through."

"Who's a moyashi?" the pale boy mumbled, glaring lightly with unfocused eyes at the raven-haired man who chuckled amusedly despite the situation they were in.

"You are, you idiot," he answered fondly. "You're my moyashi."

"Kanda, I'm so sleepy," the smaller teen murmured, his eyelids drooping and his mind grew ever hazy. "I'm so cold..."

The samurai's eyes widened as Allen's closed ever so slowly.

"Fuck! Stay awake, beansprout!" Kanda panicked, his eyes shifting from the smoking pile in the middle of the room to Allen whose lips were turning light blue. The pile of ash was swirling and reforming. Damn... and he had thought he gotten rid of the bitch.

"Yuu..." the pile of ash whispered with a deep gravelly tone. "How could you do that to me?"

He ignored her for the moment and turned his attention to Allen whose life seemed to slowly seep out of him. The child needed to get help and he needed it now.

"So fucking useless," Kanda cursed himself.

"Moyashi-chan!" Suddenly, a banging came from down stairs and the sound of footsteps accompanied by the opening of the front door greeted him. "Where are you, Moyashi-chan?"

"Allen-kun!" another feminine voice called out. The baka usagi and the girl from school, the samurai thought. For once, Kanda thanked the idiotic rabbit and the other girl.

"I will not allow you to leave," she said. By now, she had a semi-solid form although it was made up of small particles and light shone through them. Kanda did not listen to her and quickly a plan formed in his mind. It was risky but better than seeing the beloved boy dead.

The raven-haired man cradled Allen gently in his hands and hugged him closer.

"Allen," he whispered tenderly and kissed the boy. His pink tinged blue lips felt cool to the touch but they tasted even sweeter than usual. "Good-bye."

His hand went to the boy's chest and he phased him through the floor. Allen would fall through the ceiling down to where the annoying rabbit and the girl was and hopefully they would take Allen to a hospital or some place to get help.

And a second later, shouts of, "Allen-kun!" and "Holy shit! Moyashi-chan!" came from the living room. There was no thud, which meant that the boy had been caught or landed on something soft. Allen was going to be safe and that brought a small smile to Kanda's lips and warmed his heart.

"No!" Mizaki screeched, and came at him with her fury. Kanda readied Mugen.

"I love you, moyashi," he whispered to himself and to his unconscious lover. "I love you so much."

THE END!

Just kidding! Just kidding! Put down those guns and pitchforks and other sharp objects! Hahaha.... gosh people... This story will go on. There will be a happy ending due to popular demand (and mostly because I received some well-placed threats... ahahaha)! So please wait for that!

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Truth be told, I got the inspiration for the title of this chappie from Grim Tales from Down Below (if you haven't read it before, it's the awesomest online comic ever!) where Minimandy saves Grim Junior.

Hahaha... so I thought Kanda would say this (not out loud, mind you but probably really really quietly in the small small part of his mind that fancies being a knight in shining armor and whatnot) when he's saving his cute beansprout!

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