Soooo late, but life is kicking me all over the place like a bunny on crack. So I couldn't post this despite the fact that it's been done for like, what, two weeks? But now I finally made a little time in my pack-filled schedule to update, so I hope nobody kills me(smile).

And, what's this I hear someone accused my dear and lovely Kini-san of plagiarizing this story, when it's her baby to begin with? I clearly stated that this is her fanfic and that I am simply the lowly translator, and I just hope it doesn't happen again. Be happy that she is still allowing me to translate this, and that she was amused by the whole thing rather then being insulted(like she should have).

Warnings for this Chapter: More limes(yay!), well, it's perverted, so enjoy.

Disclaimer: If it was ours, well, let's just say it wouldn't be appropriate for anyone under the age of eighteen.

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7. Unfounded requests

He could feel something moving on his head, giving small little footsteps to later pause and use his hair as a comfortable bed. He complained almost inaudible since now part of that something was brushing his face. He rubbed one of his eyes, convinced that he wouldn't be able to continue sleeping now that Timcanpy had decided to play with him by striking his head with the end of its tail. It was a pity; for the first time in four weeks he had finally been able to sleep one whole night without waking up at dawn with the desire to throw up.

Nevertheless, he felt a slight nausea as he got up. Closing his eyes, he breathed in deeply through his mouth. He didn't know if that really helped him, but had taken the custom of doing it every morning. It took him a couple of more minutes to realize that this wasn't his room, that Link wasn't lying on the ground. And that he had slept with the clothes he had been wearing yesterday, well, that was only an understanding; because he had his shirt open and was not wearing his trousers (that were on the foot of the bed, neatly folded).

"It's about time you woke up, Moyashi."

Allen was frightened when listening to that deep voice. He turned his face towards the origin, meeting with a very serious Kanda watching him, leaning his back against the wall. But there was something more in that glance besides the normal anger from the samurai, something that Allen had never seen in those eyes, reason why he couldn't say for sure what it was. Confusion? His eyes widened, stupefied. And if Kanda regretted what they had done last night? After all, the dark-haired man had said that that was a sin. But Allen didn't know any of that, the only thing he knew was that he had never felt so good before, being touched by another person. And, if one felt good, why was it prohibited? He tightly gripped Kanda's bed sheets, bringing them closer to his body in an attempt to unconsciously cover himself because he felt embarrassed at how the samurai was so penetratingly staring at him (which was stupid considering what they had already done).

So absorbed in his thoughts he was that he didn't notice when Kanda approached him. It wasn't until the other cupped his face with one hand that he completely woke up. He hadn't changed the gesture of annoyance he always wore, but was attentively watching him. Allen opened his mouth, trying to say something, but he couldn't. Then Kanda kissed him, sweeping away all varied thoughts. Timidly, he moved his tongue against the Japanese's own, trembling again by the contact. They could have continued had it not been because Timcanpy begun to strike Kanda in the head with its tail, with much more force than it had used with Allen.

"Che. Stupid golem."

Said golden golem bared its teeth in a threatening manner, fluttering until settling on Allen's extended hands. This one loosen a giggle, but watched with pretended annoyance at his companion.

"Timcanpy is not stupid, he's only angry because we're ignoring him."

"Golems don't have feelings, Moyashi. But if it could feel something, I'd say it was jealous."

"Jealous?" Allen blinked, causing Kanda to loosen a very noticeable sigh and whisper of 'you're a gullible idiot', making the white-haired one form a small pout.

Completely getting up, Kanda turned his back to him. The youngest only observed him, unconsciously licking his lips. He brought Timcanpy a little bit more closer to his face and suddenly something came to him. He hadn't entered Kanda's room with Timcanpy. Or had he? Perhaps the little golem had sneaked in without him noticing, yes, perhaps it was that. Although…

"Ah! Don't tell me you recorder it, Tim!"

The dark-haired man immediately turned around when hearing Allen's shout, who seemed completely scared. By his side, Timcanpy only limited itself to observe with a lot interest how the reddish tone quickly spread itself on the face of youngest. It began to perform little twists again before calmly settling on the boy's head. Allen sighed.

"Che. Are sure the golem hasn't made any registry?" Asked Kanda, watching Timcanpy with a lot of distrust.

"Mhm, I really don't know." Allen said, with his thumb on his chin. "Tim, show me the latest thing you've recorded."

But the golem didn't seem to agree very much with the English's order, because it quickly rose from his head, fluttering frenetically. The white-haired boy widely opened his eyes, alarmed.

"You did record it! Erase that right now!" he exclaimed, completely red, without taking into account that the small sphere rose as much as it could towards the ceiling of Kanda's room. Grabbing his trousers, he frantically put them on to later begin to give small jumps to try and catch the golem, but wasn't able to due to Tim's swiftness.

Allen probably didn't know that the Japanese was staring at him with incredulity written across his face, thinking about how infantile the little one looked doing something as idiotic and desperate as that. Nevertheless, he surely didn't expect the English would think about the magnificent idea of activating his Innocence.

"Clown Belt!"

Indeed; the young exorcist had managed to capture Timcanpy by using the white ribbons of his invocation. He was just about to turn around towards Kanda and inform him of his successful mission, but couldn't. He felt a strong nausea at the same time his Innocence was deactivated and fell down on his knees in the floor. He could hear Kanda shouting that nickname among others many varied insults clearly directed towards him. Supporting his left arm on the bed, he brought his free hand up to his mouth.

He had never felt that sudden weakness before. It was as if all of his energy had been drained from one moment to another; although, luckily, everything had finally stopped turning.

"You stupid imbecile! What made you think of using your Innocence?"

The Japanese grabbed him by his face and Allen took a little in focusing his gaze. When he finally did he noticed the gesture of preoccupation that Kanda had on his face. He ended up blushing due to the fact that the hands of dark-haired man were on his cheeks. Blinking, he pulled away the sufficient enough amount to be able to speak.

"I'm sorry," he softly apologized, lowering his glance a little, meeting with Timcanpy in his hands. He smiled happily. "At least I cached Tim!-Ouch!"

Timcanpy had bitten him and had calmly moved away from him, rolling around on his head in an almost mocking way. He watched the little thing, furious, with tearful eyes caused by the pain while he licked the blood that trickled down his fingers thanks to the sharp teeth of his golem. He murmured something about what he would do to the small golden ball if he cached for doing such a thing like that to him. He was distracted, as always, when he heard Kanda calling him.

"Moyashi."

"Mhm, yes?" he finished licking the blood with his tongue, completely unconscious of the subliminal message he was sending his exorcist companion.

Kanda began to kiss him again, taking him completely off guard by the out of place gesture. Perhaps the older one liked the taste of the blood? Because that was what it seemed by the way the samurai's tongue moved within his mouth. It had to be him who moved away from Kanda as soon as he saw the opportunity since he needed air due to the demanding kiss. He watched him, somewhat anxious, cheeks red from the effort as much as from being so close the other exorcist. Now the dark-haired man lifted his hands up to Allen's face, confusing him a little. Although he wasn't expecting for that beginning caress to finish with Kanda rudely rubbing his knuckles against his head.

"You better not think of doing an stupidity like that again or I'll kill you." Kanda said, with a gesture full of fury, completely ignoring the complaints of pain on part of smallest of the two.

When he finally let him go the only thing that Allen could do was rub his head, sore. But, well, at least that wasn't anything close to the samurai's attacks when he was brandishing his Mugen with the whole intention of slicing him half. Kanda, by his side, continued muttering obscenities against Allen while standing up. Murmured something about Allen having to know that he couldn't invoke his Innocence when he was so weak, that too much energy was consumed, that he was pregnant although it couldn't be noticed yet. And of course everything went accompanied by rude words, but the white-haired boy could barely catch pieces of the so many phrases that left Kanda's mouth. He smiled without wanting to, the damn bastard with a frozen heart was worried about him. Suddenly, he remembered something else.

"Shouldn't I go to the infirmary like I do every day?" he asked, with a sufficiently loud tone of voice so that his words could be hear over the other's murmurs. "So that they can give me the serum."

"Argh. Damn it."

The Eastern exorcist helped him rise from the ground with a lot of care, quite rare a thing from him. Later he began to quickly fasten his shirt while Allen threw a look around his surroundings, remembering that yesterday he hadn't worn his usual vest and that it was because he felt so tired he hadn't noticed what he was dressing himself with when he woke up the previous day. He sighed, placing his hands on top of Kanda's own, who watched him with a gesture of confusion.

"Thanks," he whispered, letting go of Kanda to he himself wrap the shirt, lowering his glance so that the other wouldn't be able to see that he had blushed by such a triviality like that.

"Che. Stupid idiot."

He loosen a small laugh without knowing why, perhaps because he had begun to interpret Kanda's insults as words of authentic preoccupation, gratefulness or even affectionate phrases. It was stupid, he knew that, but he couldn't help it.

"What are we going to do with Tim?" he wanted to know, watching the golem doing flight flips over his head.

"We'll take care of him later." Kanda huffed. "Just don't let him show anybody what he's recorded. I suppose you've taken into account the kind of problems that we'll have if this is know."

'We'll have more problems'.

Allen agreed to later walk after Kanda towards the exit, following him very close by. He only closed his eyes while he continued to smile again, feeling a slight heat scattering across his face. He was very happy of everything that had happened with Kanda, felt more safe now that he knew he could count on the other's exorcist's support and it didn't matter if he couldn't say it to anyone. The truth was, he was much more comfortable like that, without having to give explanations of which not even he himself understood: the reason why the guy who claimed to be the person who hated him the most in the world had decided to give him one of the best moments of his life.

He also continued without knowing the why of the strange reactions of his body before Kanda's caresses. Although it was certain he wasn't absolutely innocent with respect to that subject (how could he be after living five years with General Cross Marian?) it was the first time he had experienced that with his own flesh. And he felt incredible. The bad thing was that, in spite of having woken up in excellent spirits, he felt a light nausea to which he couldn't manage to get accustomed to; although after the first month filled with really strong morning sickness this was nothing.

He was determined to face whatever came. Although what he was not expecting was to be greeted by inspector Howard Link standing next to the door of the samurai's room. The English loosen a surprised shout and what Kanda did went more along the lines of grunting something completely incoherent to human ears. But Link remained silent, completely and analytically watching Allen, like he always did.

"What-what are you doing here, Link-san?" Allen stuttered, without caring that Timcanpy had once again settled on his hair.

"My orders are to follow you wherever you go, Allen Walker," the German said, although was observing Kanda this time, who corresponded by dedicating him his best killer look.

"I'm sorry, it wasn't my intention to run away like that yesterday. Please, forgive me," the minor asked, doing noticeable reverences that only obtained for his nausea to get even worse. Although this time the desire to throw up was much more stronger and he knew that he wouldn't be able to hold it in anymore.

He ran despite hearing how Kanda was calling him. Damn nauseas, damn pregnancy, damn hormo-something. And damn Komui for not putting individual baths in the rooms. He barely managed to reach the bathroom in time before emptying his stomach. The horrible flavor of his own bile rose up his throat. He continued cursing between arches about everything he could think of. He wondered how the hell he could vomit so much when he'd barely had anything to eat the previous day. When he finally felt that he had finished with his morning torture he remained kneeling on the side of the toilet after having flushed. He could hear Kanda and Link talking outside. Then they had followed him. Of course, for Link it had to do with his job and for Kanda, well, he was the father of the cause of all this, right?

He felt bad for still not being able to think of the boy who grew inside of him as his; although the most peculiar thing was that he did consider him as Kanda's son. He asked himself if he would one day be able to feel a little affection for the baby, even tough it would be because he was the son of the Japanese. He didn't know, but it hurt to think about that so he decided not to do it more. At least not today and not in this situation. Heavily rising from the floor, he staggered towards the sinks to brush his teeth and get rid of, even if only a little, the bitter flavor that extended itself all over his mouth.

After opening the water faucet he noticed he could hear with much more clarity what those two outside were saying due to the fact that he was now closer to the door.

"… I hope you realize that I'll kill you if you say anything about what the Moyashi and I did," he heard Kanda say, causing him to almost choke himself with his toothbrush. Then the inspector knew what they were doing? He blushed completely, opening the water again to soak his face in quite a desperate manner.

"I am completely uninterested in what you do with Walker, Yu Kanda. But you should know that you have interfered with my work once again and I will not allow that." Allen swallowed, convinced that this was the first time he had ever heard so many words come out of Link's mouth. He knew that Kanda would get in trouble if he tried to help him more than normal and that was exactly what he didn't want. Now the samurai would also be under the Commanders watchful eyes. He couldn't help the anguished expression from appearing on his face.

He went back to brushing his teeth with the brush to wash his mouth for the second time. He had a fixed view on the mirror, from where the dark figure fixedly watched him, completely indifferent to the strange pain that he felt in his chest. Perhaps it was his fault for being so egoistic and allowing Kanda to become even more jumbled with him. Finishing with his dental hygiene he put his head under the water spurt, trying to clear his mind of all the things that crowded his thoughts.

"Hey, Moyashi. You're taking a long-"

Allen closed the water faucet, blinking to later look at Kanda, who for some strange reason hadn't finished his sentence. But the older one had his gaze fixed on the mirror, causing the English turn around and see it for himself. He opened his eyes with surprise, but… was it possible that he could also see the cloaked shadow that persecuted him ever since he had left the room of the Musician? No, it couldn't be. If no one else aside from him saw it, why would Kanda? He shook his head, closing his eyes as soon as he felt a towel on his head. The other exorcist was drying his hair in manner one wouldn't call amiable but was effective.

"Idiot, didn't Komui explain to you that you can get sick much more easily now? How can you be such an imbecile?" Allen shook his head, feeling like a scolded little puppy. He would never have thought about how excessively overprotective the Japanese could get. Well, that was definitively something that couldn't be know from simply looking.

"I needed it," he whispered, somewhat angry, as if with that it was perfectly justified; taking the towel off his head.

"Che. Let's go to the infirmary seeing as you're already late for the treatment."

He agreed, some what flushed, walking in front of Kanda while he tried to forget about the confused ideas that still occupied his thoughts. And that was why he didn't notice that the Japanese remained a couple of seconds more in the bathroom, fixedly staring at the mirror before deciding to follow him.

- o-o-o-o-o-o-

Damn it. Everything was fucking wrong. Not only had the inspector (that great son of a bitch) found out about what the Moyashi and him were engaging in; but he had also begun to have hallucinations. At least now he was mostly sure that it wasn't his problem, since the mirror of the bathroom had also been adorned with that strange presence, besides seeing it in each reflective surface while they walked towards the infirmary. The strange thing was that he could almost swear that the Moyashi knew something about the matter: He could see it from the surprised gesture and fear that had drawn itself on his face when seeing Kanda observing the mirror in such a way.

Although, clearly, everything could be simple mirages due to varied things. He didn't know if he should tell Komui about it because he doubted this had something to do with his own thing. He decided not to eat his head with that when he had other pending subjects to resolve, like for example how get rid of the damn asshole that followed Allen around. He gritted his teeth, while he wished with all of his strength to be able to have Mugen to give full stop to the subject, even tough he knew that most than likely it would only get him into even more trouble if he killed an inspector. Also, he had to think about the Moyashi. Surely if the one that was your mission partner ended up killing your assigned guard wasn't a very good way to gain points with the Great Generals. He clicked his tongue, furious.

Nevertheless; he really wasn't expecting that, by just opening the infirmary's door, supervisor Komui practically jumped on Allen. He barely managed to grab the minor by the shoulders to be able pull him away from the Chinese's path, who fell completely face first against the floor.

"You are evil, Kanda-kun! But you've brought Allen-kun!" Cried the supervisor, rubbing his forehead. "I mean, unless you've kidnapped him again."

"You were looking for me?" Allen asked while Kanda loosen a grunt of annoyance after him.

"You ran away really quickly, Allen-kun, we couldn't find you afterwards. Even Lenalee and Lavi looked for you all night." Komui turned his gaze to the side, where the inspector resided at. "Although apparently Link-kun managed to find you, without bothering to mention to us that he had already done so," he finished, slightly angry, something that the inspector ignored completely.

Kanda noticed as the small one bit his bottom lip, without able to disguise his grief. He frowned.

"Che. Why didn't you go look for him in my room?" Komui looked at him with incredulity, reason why he loosen a loud scoff. "I'm supposed to be in charge of the stupid Moyashi, right?"

"My name is Allen, Bakanda!" the English exorcist protested, although Kanda could see the fleeting smile that adorned his infantile face.

"Well, the truth is that your room is the last place where we thought Allen-kun would be at." the supervisor confessed to later whisper 'the last place where anyone would want to be', but it didn't matter to him at all.

He clicked his tongue again, looking towards the bed where Allen usually rested while they performed his morning treatment. Right when Komui was leading the aforesaid one to put the serum on him was when he heard a couple of footsteps. And it seemed that they were running quite quickly, because he could practically see a smoke cloud disappearing at the entrance of the infirmary to give way to two figures. This time he couldn't stop them from jumping on the Moyashi. Of course: it was Lavi (the stupid rabbit) and Lenalee (that woman). Allen closed his eyes, scared and uncomfortable; mainly the latter, because he notoriously trembled when feeling how the pair were embracing him in an almost suffocating manner. He could feel a vein on his temple.

"Listen, you guys…"

He paused when he noticed the furious looks the other two exorcists were directing at him. Allen tried to uselessly loosen himself from Lavi and Lenalee, but they were too occupied looking at Kanda with the desire kill him.

"Che. What the hell is wrong with you two?"

"If you hurt Allen-kun you'll pay for it dearly, Kanda." Lenalee said to him, staring at the samurai with a gathered frown.

"Evildoer Yu! You're so cruel with the Moyashi-chan. He's pregnant and you still continued to mistreat him!" Lavi suddenly said, embracing the English even tighter, although he didn't even look half as angry as the Chinese because he rather appeared to be amused. "What will be of the poor man when he has his pretty little pregnant belly and can no longer defend himself?"

"Lavi!" the minor complained about the words of the red-haired one, apparently not yet used himself to the way he spoke like that every once in a while. Even Kanda felt somewhat embarrassed to have to listen to the stupidities that the rabbit said, so the only thing he could do was imagine the way the Moyashi must feel since they were speaking of him after all. And it was necessary to add the fact that Lavi had begun to gleefully rub Allen's stomach while this one could do no more than blush and yell at the apprentice bookman to stop.

"I don't trust your abilities to be able take care of Allen-kun in his state." Lenalee had once again begun to speak, but Kanda had stopped listening to the girl to stare at Lavi with the desire kill him. Although that didn't stop him from being surprised at seeing Allen explode at that very moment:

"That's enough! Stop bothering Kanda!" the white-haired boy shouted, obtaining that those who were tightly hugging him to let go and move away a couple of steps. Lavi and Lenalee looked at him with surprise.

It was when Allen realized what he had said that he covered his mouth. Kanda only raised an eyebrow, fixedly watching the English, costing him a little effort to pretend that hadn't affected him in the slightest. It was going to be difficult keeping the secret if the Moyashi wore his feelings on his sleeve. Luckily for them both, the bookman junior spoke, taking away the importance of the matter.

"Moyashi-chan is undergoing many changes of humor. Who knows? Perhaps he might even end up finding Yu likeable."

"Che. Don't say stupidities, stupid rabbit."

"As if I'd want to have something with Bakanda," scoffed Allen, although he couldn't yet lower his blush, reason why he stared at the wall. "I was only with him because he's my mission partner."

Kanda cleared his throat. He knew that Allen was trying to fix things, but that had given his mind some doubts. No, it didn't matter now. In fact it wasn't ever going to matter. He tipped his face to be met with a Lenalee who stared at the English with an expression of authentic preoccupation. She knew that the girl was still thinking that it was her duty to take care of the Moyashi and that that was reason she behaved so sharply with the samurai; he didn't blame her at all. Although that didn't mean it still didn't bother him the way she was always so close to the youngest of the exorcists, even when it seemed to simply be 'an older sister' type of way. He drew a gesture of annoyance without being able to avoid it.

Hearing Komui clear his throat made him turn around towards the other four exorcists. The supervisor watched them all with a very serious expression, having to a side the head nurse.

"Allen-kun must initiate his treatment, it would be better if you left the infirmary." Komui said, watching them to soon fix his stare on the minor, who could only blink.

He clicked his tongue for the ninth time, observing as the head nurse seemed to be scolding the Moyashi with her gaze for having arrived so late for the treatment while she put the needle of the serum in his right arm. Allen closed one of his silver-plated eyes when he felt one of his veins being perforated, although Kanda knew that what bothered the boy the most was having to spend so much time in the infirmary on a daily basis. Komui began to ask them leave the room again so that Allen could relax, but Kanda intercepted him.

"I want to talk with you."

Komui blinked with confusion, but soon smiled gladly, surely happy to have another excuse not to return to the scientific section eight away where there waited piles of papers that needed his signature.

"In private again, Kanda-kun?"

"Che ," he agreed, swallowing his desire to insult Komui for asking the obvious. But he didn't have time to waste. He gave a another look towards where the Moyashi was, without being able to avoid crossing his glance with that of Howard Link. Again, the desire to kill the man seized him.

"It's not fair that two-points can stay with the Moyashi-chan and we can't!" Lavi protested, while Lenalee agreed, recovering a little of that infantile air that surrounded her whenever something was denied to her.

"Just wait for one hour. Later you can spend as much time with Allen-kun as you want," said Komui, with a great smile, behaving like a father promising his children they could play with their pet after they had vaccinated him. And Allen had understood because he watched the supervisor with a sombrous look, although Lavi had agreed with a great smile and the shout of "It's a promise!" and Lenalee had made another pout of a spoiled girl before also agreeing to leave.

"Fuck, hurry up." Kanda said, already impatient himself with the long goodbyes between which Lavi was saying to the minor he would wait for him in the dining room with the others so that he could have lunch. He stared at Allen for the last time before leaving the infirmary room, followed by the other three that were there. He was just going to begin to walk and get away from that place when he heard the voice of the supervisor.

"Ah! I remembered I have to take Allen-kun's weight," said Komui suddenly.

"Does it worry you that the Moyashi-chan's measures are going down?" Lavi asked, while he was observed by the other two exorcists. "What? It's easy to notice that he's thinner after hugging him all the time even tough his shirts are big on him."

"You're right." Lenalee intervened slightly, biting the thumb of her right hand. "Perhaps Allen-kun is ill, which is something even more serious."

"Che. It's obvious that he's thin because he's always throwing up." Scoffed Kanda, turning around towards another side. Of course had noticed that the Moyashi had gotten worse than the average pregnant women; but, after all, he was a man and therefore his situation was outside the common thing by itself. In addition, he knew very well that the little idiot was prone to get dizzy from before they had begun with this happy experiment, so he had decided to worry only if this thing persisted after the third month. Even so, he thought Komui should have a talk with the English exorcist on the subject so that he could take better care of himself. It was fine: he had another point to get across.

"You see? You are cruel with the Moyashi-chan!" Lavi exclaimed, melodramatically, being ignored completely by the samurai.

"It's not funny, guys." Lenalee muttered, with her gaze lowered. "And if he gets worse? What if his baby can't grow suitably because of this?"

"Don't get distressed, Lenalee-chan. I'll create a Komurin that can take care of feeding Allen-kun correctly!" the supervisor began to hallucinate, gaining a killer glance on part of the three exorcists who said in unison that they would destroy any robot that approached their exorcist companion. The only thing the poor Chinese man could do was drift away to a dark corner complaining about how little they appreciated his scientific talent. Although his dramatic action didn't last much because Kanda could no longer stand any more stupidities and was now dragging him further away from the other two, who could only blink.

He cursed between gritted for having to put up with the pathetic sobbing of the supervisor about how worried he was that his precious Lenalee was so sad over the state of smallest of the exorcists. He tried to concentrate on something else while he dragged the man into one of the many unexpected offices that Komui had all around the Order (all for being able to avoid Reever). Of course that having that mysterious thing appearing on every glass, mirror or window was something that didn't really leave room for any other thoughts. Finally opening the door he threw the supervisor inside to later to enter himself and lock the door shut. Perfect: there weren't any reflective surfaces.

He leaned against the wall, looking towards another side while Komui brought himself up his feet and fixed his clothes while complaining about the Japanese's total lack of gentleness. Finally the damn idiot sat down on one of the many chairs scatted all over the place to stare Kanda.

"What do you need now, Kanda-kun?" the supervisor asked, with much formality despite the fact that he had spent the last couple of minutes acting out as captive.

"Che. I want you to tell the Commanders to stop making that damn bastard follow the Moyashi wherever he goes."

He had gone straight to the point and he waited for Komui Lee's answer. To Kanda's misfortune, the Chinese had remained with his mouth gaping open, staring at him with complete surprise. He clicked his tongue again, how many times had he done that already? Too many for it just being morning.

"Fucking say something already."

"Kanda-kun, you don't know what you're asking. If it was me I would let Allen-kun do whatever he wanted without having anyone watching him. But that's out of my hands and I'm sure you know that."

"I want you to talk to them. Tell them I'll take care of the stupid Moyashi, that they have my word the mission they charged him with will be successful. Just get that son of a bitch away from him."

Komui still had that look of surprised across his face, probably not being able believe the words of the exorcist. He brought his hands together, like he tended to do whenever he was thinking things seriously. Kanda was trying not get anxious by silence, so he only limited himself to stare at the ground.

"Why would you want that, Kanda-kun? If Allen-kun hasn't complained then it means it isn't bothering him," the scientist finally said.

"You're an idiot." Kanda said, making Komui lose all composure as he whispered 'he called me an idiot?' "As if you didn't already know that stupid idiot doesn't complain about anything because he's conscious of his position in the Black Order. But having that guy behind him all the time is bothering him in a way that could be harmful towards the mission that the very same Commanders ordered him to carry out."

The Japanese had tried to choose his words very carefully and hoped that they would work. Well, at least the other Eastern one had begun to think again. A miracle.

"You mean that the stress that Link-kun causes Allen-kun could repel in the health of his baby? Ah, of course! I've read that in some reports of past experiments: extreme fatigue, weakness in the body's defenses, premature childbirth. It's not very well documented but I've made it my task to investigate," the supervisor announced with pride. "Although those only refer to the female exorcists. I have not yet found any of the reports on the men, but I know that there were some."

The exorcist scoffed while he began to sweat. That stupid Komui was giving out more information without realizing it. But that didn't matter, he had seeded the doubt and that was what he wanted.

"And well, will you do it?"

"Eh?" Komui had been taken off guard, because he continued to loudly review the places where he still needed to look for those reports, but even so he answered. "Very well, I'll expose it in the following meeting. Nevertheless, Kanda-kun…" he stopped while the alluded one blinked for a moment, hoping that Komui would soon continue. "why are you so worried about Allen-kun? From the beginning you said you hated him and in addition… "

"It's a mission I'm involved with. It doesn't matter to me if it's with the clumsy Moyashi," he immediately answered before the supervisor could finish what he was saying. "And if in that mission I have to take care of idiot then I'll do it. I won't fail, damn it."

Both remained in silence until Komui rose from the chair. To Kanda's horror, the supervisors eyes had begun to blindingly shine behind his lenses.

"I knew it! Allen-kun and Kanda-kun are getting along better! They're finally friends!"

"Che."

He preferred to remain quiet before initiating a new discussion, in fact he was already going to leave the room with a completely happy Komui and his new discovery when he remembered something:

"Oi, supervisor."

"Something else, Kanda-kun?" wanted to know the Chinese, stopping his pirouettes for a couple of minutes.

Kanda observed him with great length before turning around.

"It's nothing, forget it."

He closed the door to later to lean against it. He couldn't say anything about that figure he saw. Not if the Moyashi was involved in the subject. If he did and the Commanders got a wind of it the stupid little idiot would only be in even more trouble, as if it wasn't enough with what he already had. He frowned, getting up before deciding to go to the training hall to loose himself a little. It was still too early in the morning. Too early.

- o-o-o-o-o-o-

He went towards the cafeteria after practically training all day. The sun had already set and the moon could be perfectly viewed. He hadn't seen anybody throughout that time and he felt alleviated by the fact. It was time to have a little tea and eat some soba to finish this completely anxious day. The Moyashi would probably be in the dining room, after all it was dinner time and he hoped to see him there. He calmly entered the place, being met with a damn hyperactive rabbit calling him by his first name from one of the tables of the cafeteria.

"Yuu-chaan! You have to see this!"

The samurai scoffed, approaching if only to please the idiot as fast as possible to be able to have dinner. Of course he wasn't expecting for Lavi to cheerfully point at Allen, who was only eating in company of the inspector sitting in another table. Eating soba to be exact. Kanda raised an eyebrow, without understanding what was happening.

"He's only eaten that, Yu-chan! Lenalee even tried to offer him some dango (1) but he didn't want them."

"He even said that they made him a little sick." Lenalee added, but seemed quite happy. "Nii-san said that it was normal for something like this to happen during the pregnancy. That's why he probably only wants to eat soba."

"This is your fault, Yu! You impregnated him and now your son asks soba from him." Lavi said, letting out and outburst.

"I already told you it's going to be a girl, Lavi." Lenalee complained, eating a mouthful of her chocolate cake.

"I told you that it's going to be a boy," the red-haired one loosen a giggle, very entertained with the discussion.

"What a… stupidity," the Japanese whispered, leaving them fighting by his account. He knew that the Moyashi only ate that because Kanda had told him to do it. But the other two looked at him so adorably (blegh) that he didn't want to say anything to them. So he rather went to the cook to request his food and have a peaceful dinner. The cook Jeryy commented something about how pretty Allen looked, using some of the words that Lavi constantly said (tummy, little belly, that type of things). He thanked him for his soba before going away to seat next to the Moyashi, who rarely enough didn't lift his glance from his plate.

He also began to eat, looking towards the side to glance at inspector Link, who only ate desserts. Kanda made another face of disgust, without noticing that Allen was finally looking at him. Well, more like fixedly observing Kanda's order of soba. He finally noticed what the English was doing, reason why he decided to speak to him.

"What do you want, Moyashi?"

Allen lifted his glance, with the ends of the small chopsticks still inside his mouth, looking completely innocent. The Japanese swallowed.

"I want wasabi (2)."

He raised an eyebrow, without being able to believe it.

"Of course not, idiot," he dryly loosen, avoiding at all costs the pleading eyes of the Moyashi.

"But I want wasabi."

He looked towards all sides, knowing that everyone was pending what was happening in the table since Allen was there. And, to ruin everything even more, Lavi had gone to sit at his side, making him want to kill the rabbit again.

"The Moyashi has another craving! It has to be that, only Yu would eat that thing." Loosen Lavi, looking at Allen's little face, who still hadn't moved his gaze away from Kanda's plate. "You see? It's still your fault, Yu-chan. May God have pity on us if the baby inherits your personality along with your taste in food."

"Che. Shut up, stupid rabbit. Don't make everything worse."

"Why don't you give him a little, Kanda?" the Chinese suggested, adding herself suddenly into the scene. Didn't these idiots have anything to do? Why were they not training like all the other exorcists? He slapped his forehead, exasperated.

"Because if he throws it up he'll spend the rest of the day feeling like shit." Kanda gritted out. Wait, why the hell was he trying to justify his actions? He was going to answer when he saw the red-haired one quickly moving and grabbing his plate from in front of him, throwing everything on the pies of inspector Link in way impossible to physically obtain by speaking.

He felt several veins forming on his temple before grabbing the apprentice bookman by the neck, grip tightening with force.

"Is it possible to known why the fuck you did that for?" he said, coldly dragging his words out.

"Yu… I can't b-breathe."

"Wait, Kanda! It's just that Allen-kun was going to eat from your plate while you were distracted," Lenalee informed, trying to stop Kanda from killing the red-haired one. "You said he shouldn't eat that and Lavi stopped him! In a really idiotic manner, by the way."

"Thanks, Lena," Lavi could barely say, without being able to disguise the sarcasm.

Kanda relented his grip around Lavi's neck, insulting him trough gritted teeth. The three exorcists were so distracted that they didn't notice that Allen was calmly eating the ruined cakes of the inspector, who watched him with raised eyebrows. The Japanese turned around to see him when Lavi pointed at the table with boggled eyes. Lenalee didn't know if she should be scared or laugh, because Allen looked so free of guilt while he ate that strange mixture of food that it was difficult for her to decide how to act before that situation. But it was obvious that that point of view wasn't the same one as Kanda's, who immediately approached the English to confront him.

"Moyashi."

The minor lifted his glance again to be met with a completely furious Kanda. He swallowed what he had in his mouth, blinking. Leaving the small chopsticks to the side (no one else but him would think about eating cake with the damn chopsticks), sitting very straight as if they had just scolded him. He spoke in a low voice, although without a pinch of repentance, something that Kanda noticed immediately.

"I'm sorry, Kanda."

"You imbecile"

The Japanese only loosen a grunt before walking past the Moyashi's table to grab him from his arm to take him out of the dining room before the overwhelmed glances of the present finders and other two exorcists. Allen tried to dislodged himself from his grip at all costs, saying that he didn't feel like throwing up and that it wasn't necessary for Kanda grab him in such a way. What the English didn't know was that Kanda was taking him to his room, without caring in the minimum that the inspector followed them close by.

Because, in fact, the moment he arrived at his room he entered along with the Moyashi, making sure that this time the stupid golden golem was left outside(who didn't find much grace in the subject, although strangely enough decided to do nothing else but stay there as he fluttered) and close the door in the damn inspector's nose. He shook his hands as if he had just done a great job, staring at the Moyashi seconds later leaning against the wall next to the door. The boy licked his lips as if wanting to enjoy the last of the combined flavor of the sugar mixed with the spices.

"I thought you were taking me to the bathrooms," he said, tucking a tuft of white hair behind one ear to later observe him. "Link-san is outside, I better leave so you won't get into more trouble."

But Kanda stopped him before he could move, pushing him against the wall and his body. The small one blinked, without understanding what the dark-haired man pretended. Sure, of course, as if he didn't know. He kissed him, entering his mouth while he held his chin with his free hand. If truth be told, the flavor wasn't very pleasant, but it really didn't matter to him. Not if he could continue kissing the stupid Moyashi who tried to correspond him despite having been caught off guard. Barely parting their mouths, he observed the reddish tone on the cheeks of the English. He smiled with malice, the only form in which that completely stupid gesture came to him so naturedly.

"How you could eat that?"

"Hey, I liked it! If it doesn't please you then you shouldn't have kissed me, Bakanda," he made a slight pout, looking for a place he could look towards although it was difficult for him seeing as Kanda occupied almost all his of field of vision. "I'm sorry about ruining your soba."

He loosen a cruel laugh without being able to avoid it when noticing the attempted apology of the other.

"It doesn't matter, Moyashi. Because today I'll eat something else," he said, licking his lips before catching that mouth with his own again. He could hear the soft little moans that left the Moyashi, who had already gripped the shirt of the Japanese with his hands. Just when he felt the other was trying to move away from him, he drifted down the young boy's neck who was barely catching his breath.

"Ngh. Kanda… no… " he could feel him shaking now that he had decided to fully embrace him. Undeniably, whenever his tongue brushed against the Moyashi's skin he could distinctly hear a light complaint leaving his mouth. Delicious, simply delicious.

He began to undo the buttons of the gray vest the other exorcist was wearing. The Moyashi had recently taken a shower, he could smell the shampoo on his white locks. He inhaled deeply before continuing. He slid the first article off the small body, leaving it discarded on the floor along with the stupid red ribbon the minor used without apparent reason. Just when he was about to begin with the button of the white shirt was when he felt Allen trying to move away from him.

"No, Kanda, " the youngest swallowed, visibly stifling. "Link-san is outside, the Order, the others…"

"They won't notice what's really happening in this room if you don't make too much noise, Moyashi, " he answered him, sinking his face in the boy's neck, causing him to gasp involuntary. "I don't think you want to stay like this, or am I wrong?

He placed his hand on Allen's crotch, obtaining another moan that the English could barely drown out by tightly closing his lips. He continued blatantly caressing him while he finished taking the shirt off of him with his other hand. He could hear him, moaning very softly near his ear. The Moyashi was easy to excite and he had taken notice of that already seeing as he could feel the firm erection in the small one's trousers. He licked his lips while he undid the boy's belt to be able to release that member that requested direct attention from him.

Allen embraced him, leaning his face against one of the shoulders of the Japanese, who had already managed to lower the trousers zipper. He drew a small smile of victory when he grazed the tip with his fingers, feeling the quick humidity it gave off. Yes, the Moyashi was definitively very sensible to tact and he wondered if it was only because of administered hormones or if it was simply his nature. But he wasn't here for questionings now, because he took advantage of the situation to kneel in front of the other exorcist. This one watched him, breathing anxiously, with a crimson tone on his face. He had never seen anything more erotic than that vision, which made him lick his lips again before Allen's confusion.

Nothing else was heard but the shallow breathing of the minor in the room until Kanda decided to lower his trousers a little bit more and later his underclothes, leaving Allen's masculinity free. The English leaned against the wall, tightly closing his eyes. Of course, surely the boy felt embarrassed by the first plane view Kanda had of his noticeable erection.

"Well, it seems you're albino here too, Moyashi. I didn't notice that yesterday," he mockingly murmured when seeing the other redden even more still.

"Don't say that type of things, Bakanda," the boy asked in a tone of authentic plea, looking towards another side when he decided to open his silver-colored eyes. Kanda loved seeing him that ashamed and, for some sadistic reason, he wanted more of that.

He placed his hand on Allen's male, causing him another moan that the other drowned with his hands again. He began to slowly masturbate him, dissuading care whenever he moved his hand on the end of the boy's member, without separating his gaze from that place unless it was to look at the other exorcist's completely red face. The Moyashi covered his mouth with both hands, without being able to avoid that a few guttural sounds escaped him every once in a while.

But he wanted to make him feel more, wanted to hear him asking for more. Opening his mouth, he softly licked the end of the erection that he still held with one of his hands. Undeniably, he obtained a greater reaction in Allen, so much that he himself had to hold him up so he wouldn't fall.

"What-What are you doing?" the white-haired one asked, looking at him a gesture of fear and anxiety at the same time. Again he licked his lips, the view was too appetizing to resist.

"Did you like it?"

"That doesn't answer my question!" the youngest complained, shaking his head as if wanting to push away. Adorable, this was definitely adorable.

Kanda grabbed him by his hips, knowing that he was taking the boy off guard, introducing more than half of Allen's member inside the warmth of his mouth. He felt him tremble again, heard him loosen another loud moan. He was sure that the small one was trying not to vigorously moan with all of his strength when he began to use his tongue while he moved his head again and again, swallowing that hardness in and out of his mouth. He relaxed his throat as much as he could, wanting to give his companion more of that prohibited pleasure.

He barely removed it from his mouth to lick all of the extension and be able to concentrate on the other's face. Really, he was even more flushed than the previous night and was tightly closing his eyes while he tried to avoid at all costs for more of those moans to leave his mouth. Poor idiot. He didn't know that Kanda would make him scream with pleasure from one moment to another. This time he introduced all of the boy's member inside his mouth, his throat accustoming after several previous attempts, obtaining for Allen's body to noticeably shake. He had swallowed a loud moan, there was no doubt about that. He continued moving his head, tightly gripping the Moyashi's hips so he wouldn't let go of him. The only thing that managed to make him lose his balance for a couple of minutes was feeling one of the boy's hands grabbing some of his black hair. Was he asking him to continued with that? To give him more? Little perverted bean sprout.

He fulfilled his request by increasing the speed of his movements. The tremors had also increased along with the pants and moans that were now impossible for the Moyashi to hide. And he finally heard him beg with his name in his lips.

"Kan-da! Stop!"

He felt the warm unloading of semen in his mouth. He swallowed a couple of times without pausing to think about stupidities such as the flavor (although he knew that it was probably sweet, revoltingly sweet, only for being the Moyashi). In addition, he couldn't really concentrate after hearing the scream that the English had loosened when reaching his orgasm. He had drowned it as best as he could, but it had been perfectly audible to Kanda's ears. Removing him from his mouth, he cleaned the rest of the placid member's cum with his tongue with an apparent gesture of indifference, paying attention to the small moans that left that tempting mouth. That was his next step, leaning up to kiss the Moyashi, who could barely open his mouth to let to him enter.

He embraced him when he noticed that the boy could barely hold himself up. He let loose a cruel laugh.

"What's wrong, Moyashi? Too much for you?"

"You…"

Kanda loosen a grunt of fury when he felt the small idiot harshly yanking on his hair. He tried to shake him off, but the damn brat seemed to be determined to complete his personal vengeance.

"Stop if you don't want me to kill you!"

"I won't do it!"

They began to fight like little kids and the older one soon realized it. He scoffed with force, grabbing the younger one's face with his hands in spite of the pain he felt on his scalp thanks to the stubbornness of the stupid kid still continuing to yank on his hair. When he had all of the other's attention was when he kissed him, in a much more softer way than last time. Perhaps with something as pretentious as that he would obtain for Allen to give up and let him go. Undeniably, his plan worked; the Moyashi had let go his hair, concentrating all of his attention in the kiss.

Although he wasn't expecting that as soon as they parted their mouths Allen would yank on his cheeks, behaving in such an infantile manner.

"Bakanda."

"Argh. Moyashi!"

In the end he let him go, sliding down the wall until he was seating on the floor, breathing with some difficulty. Kanda remained to his side, only looking at him and nothing else.

"Too much… Bakanda… too much…"

The older one clicked his tongue against the palate to later mockingly smile.

"That was nothing. We still have other things to try out."

"….Please don't make me remember my Master when I look at you."

Kanda frowned, angry.

"Are you thinking of General Cross while we do it?"

"It's inevitable! That guy is a total pervert! The… things that he did…", he saw him tremble, as if thinking about those part of his life really did give him the chills. Soon a question crossed the Japanese's mind, eyes half-lidded in fury.

"Did that guy do something to you?" he analytically looked at him, waiting for an immediate answer; although the Moyashi seemed to be thinking things with great length and that only made him even more anxious while he began to plan all the forms in which he would torture the General without caring that he was elite exorcist. He was getting desperate. "Say something already, Moyashi!"

"My Master never did anything to me, Bakanda. Yes, he's a damn womanizer and he had certain tastes that still continue to scare me, but he never tried to take advantage of me," Allen whispered, although without turning away from Kanda's gaze.

"Che. Even so he gives me a bad feeling," said the Japanese, also fully sitting down on the floor.

"Of course he gives you a bad feeling. He's general Cross," indicated Allen, as if it was something obvious.

"Fine. But stop thinking about him when I touch to you. It's quite disturbing."

The English couldn't help laughing a little bit.

"It's not as if I can think much with the things you do to me, Bakanda," he saw him rise, fixing his underclothes to later carefully fasten his shirt and trousers.

Kanda blinked, somewhat confused.

"Where are you going?"

"My room, where else?" the white-haired boy answered after recovering his vest and ribbon from the ground.

"You don't want to stay?" Kanda asked, trying not seem too anxious about the matter.

"I'll remind you that I have an inspector behind me. So unless you want to have to Link-san sleeping on the floor of your room I suggest that you let me go," Allen answered, with a radiating smile, as if he hadn't been moaning the Japanese's name between gritted teeth a couple of minutes ago.

"Che. That bastard."

The Japanese saw him smile again, as if amused him how angry the dark-haired man looked when speaking of the inspector. He noticed that the Moyashi was still undecided about opening the door, although before he could ask it was the minor the one who spoke:

"How did they chose you to be father of this boy?"

The question surprised him a little, but he later remembered that the Moyashi hadn't been present when Komui spoke of the compatibilities of Innocences.

"I simply suggested to Komui to make a revision of data to find the most suitable person to be your mission partner. Or would you have rather preferred to have the vampire as the father of the baby?"

"Krory? Krory is not vamp-…wait a moment, you're the one who gave Komui-san the idea of that stupid contest?"

The Moyashi looked at him with real anger. Kanda only scratched his head, looking towards the ceiling.

"It's not my fault the idiotic supervisor turned everything into a circus," he huffed.

The small one remained quiet, as if carefully analyzing the situation.

"Then did you ask to be my mission partner?"

Kanda shook his head before the surprise of the other exorcist. He ran a hand through his hair, waiting for the minor to continue.

"How did you know that they would choose you? How?" the boy really seemed shocked over finding out about something like that. "How did you know that it wouldn't be someone else?"

He smiled with maliciousness. With true maliciousness. "I just knew it."

Allen observed him for a couple of minutes. Soon he smiled too, perfectly imitating Kanda's smile. He opened the door to later leave that dark and empty room that now felt much more warmer than it had ever been before. That was what Yu Kanda thought while he laid on the floor, closing his eyes without being able to erase the expression of happiness from his face.

+ To be continued +

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…and it's a wrap! Uwa, I liked this chapter so much, and I hope you all did too. Also, I apologize for the lateness, but don't worry. I already have the next five chapters done, because just 'cause I didn't update doesn't mean I didn't do any work(smile).

(1). Mitarashi dango, the Moyashi's favorite food. They're little meat balls on a stick made of flour and rice in spices and sugar. Weird, but we at least know what to use when we want to kidnap him, right? *gets killed by jealous Bakanda*

(2). Wasabi, it's an extracted condiment from the roots of a plant with the same name used in the Japanese kitchen. It's very spicy and makes you want to cry (Kini-san has experience with that). Yes, it is what almost killed Krory-chan in one of the filler chapters of the anime when he tried to eat soba. Another curiosity: it's Lavi's most hated food.

Please ignore soon to be fixed spelling mistakes(I'm ready to drop dead here)? Reviews? Don't throw shoes at us and get ready for the finally here lemon in the next chapter?…no, really, don't kill us when you read it.