Uh, sorry for not updating in so long despite that this chapter has been done since forever ago. Exams are kicking my butt, my muse is in a comma and I'm exhausted to the point of dropping dead at any time. Promise it won't happen again, I have the next five chappies done after all (in my handy little notebook…eugh, I can't read my chicken scrawl).
Warnings for this Chapter: Yummy, lemon. Not a really nice lemon, but our Bakappuro finally has their first time, blame Kanda for everything since he's an idiot, language, a little bit of angst and of course la yaoi.
Disclaimer: Um…Allen-chan would look so lovely if he was pregnant with Kanda's baby, no?
Again, this fic is property of Kini-Ainotsuki-san, it is not mine, I am only the lowly and obsessive translator. So, please forgive the lateness and enjoy~
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Apostle of God
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8. To belong
"And well, how does it feels, Allen-kun?"
"Eh? What thing?"
Kanda directed his gaze almost immediately to one of the tables of the dining room. Allen was, as usual, surrounded by Lenalee and Miranda. Although, clearly, it was always the Chinese the one that seemed the most animated. And she was the one who began to speak again:
"Dummy, how does it feel to have a baby inside of you? It's already been almost three months, you must notice it more easily now."
"Humm… then…I really don't feel any different, perhaps maybe that my clothes don't fit me as comfortable as before. Unless you mean the nauseas, the constant desire to go to the bathroom and those kind of things," the completely calm English answered.
"You know very well that that's not what I mean, Allen-kun," huffed the youngest of the two women, but Miranda saved the boy by speaking before Lenalee could ask another question.
"You still have morning sickness?" She stared at him, worried, knowing of the problems that the little one had had at the beginning of his 'mission'.
"Not as constant as before, Miranda-san. And I can already eat almost normally!" he smiled, completely happy, although Lenalee pointed out that for Allen the word 'normal' as far as eating went was quite relative, making the German laugh. On the other hand Allen didn't seem to notice what the girls were saying, because he continued to smile radiantly, possible thinking about the big feast he would have at night.
'Stop smiling like that, stupid Moyashi' the samurai didn't move his eyes from the scene, taking as long as he could to finish his soba. He couldn't do anything else but drag out the time to be able watch the Moyashi without raising any suspicions. Luckily, the stupid rabbit was away on mission along with Bookman and he didn't have to tolerate him on top of being discreet.
Of course: one of the few good things that had happened to him was finally being able to recover Mugen (he'd been on the verge of killing Komui when he had known that his katana had been ready before Lavi's mallet but the man had 'conveniently' forgotten to tell him about that). Nevertheless, Kanda wouldn't be assigned any missions until Allen 'completed' his, that is unless it was absolutely necessary. He had completely agreed, although he wasn't going to stop training for that reason now that he had his sword back. The Moyashi seemed to understand that perfectly and didn't seem bothered by it while he was in the training room, something that had left him quite surprised at first. Or perhaps it was that the younger one didn't like to be in that place since they didn't let him practice any of the acrobatic movements that he used to exercise. Although he wasn't sure what the boy did during that time, he was sure that the rabbit and the woman were involved.
"It's a little ironic that Kanda-san has been chosen to be the father." The samurai strained his ear when he heard his name, forgetting all about cursing the other exorcists. "He doesn't seem to be the paternal type, still and when his Innocence is most compatible with the one of Allen-kun." Miranda said, somewhat thoughtful, until something snapped her out of her thoughts. A tremendous chill ran up the woman's back. And made her fall into panic. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
The older one's shout surprised the other two exorcists, who could only watch as the brunette continued apologizing to somebody who she had horribly insulted. And, although the offended one seemed to be invisible, that didn't stop Miranda from continuing to request forgiveness for her stupidity.
The dark-haired exorcist let out a grunt and made himself more comfortable in his seat, placing the small chopsticks aside. He had finished eating, but he wasn't planning on leaving any time soon. Not until Allen decided to leave those two women's side. Because, damn it, Kanda was sure that that false gallant gentlemen who the boy pretended to be was nothing more than a mask fabricated to not show who he really was. He smiled at the side; because he was also sure that he was the only one who knew the real Moyashi. What really bothered him about the subject was that the women loved that personage who Allen had invented himself to be able to survive in his teacher's world. And he hated that.
He began to summarize what had happened in the last couple of months to be able to remain there without paying too much attention, trying not to seem too anxious so as to not jeopardize his secret. The secret that the Moyashi and him shared. So many kisses and caresses that were never sufficient. So many times that he had wished the Moyashi remained in his room to be able to go a step further. But he could not. He looked at the other three exorcists again, extending his field of vision to be able to see inspector Howard Link.
The Japanese was aware that it was very probable that his request wouldn't convince the Grand Generals, although he had obtained a few things. Like, for example, that Allen could be in Kanda's room without Link standing outside. It was for a small period of time, only the necessary one so that the samurai could assure himself of the well-being of his companion in private, a process necessary to reach the successful conclusion of the mission according to supervisor Komui. Of course that, when the hour came, the least thing they both did was talk. Sometimes he couldn't even wait until the Moyashi had closed the door when he had suddenly already captured his lips. But the time was always insufficient, that son of a bitch always knocked on the door at the most inadequate moment. He remembered that he had once told Allen that he sometimes felt like he was in a brothel, something that the English hadn't been humored by (he had obtained a good yank on his hair for that). Then, a last kiss before separating that left him unsatisfied. The little one looked at him with a face full of pain, still with a light blush on his cheeks from the realized activity. An apologizing smile, a glance of apprehension, those lips trembling. And he could not do nothing else but silently say goodbye. The subject was driving him crazy. That restriction made him extremely irritable, like that stupid supervisor and the idiotic rabbit had been able to prove already.
He knew that fucking inspector did it on purpose. He was completely sure of that. They had spoken of that while the Moyashi was in the common baths after the first night they had shared together. The inspector knew it, but he said that it did not matter to him. Kanda wasn't very sure about that, he knew that in the less expected moment that information the German had could be used to bribe them. But Allen said time and time again that he didn't think Link would do that; that informing of what he had discovered right away was more his style. And if inspector Lvellie still didn't know then the blonde didn't consider it important enough to write it down in his reports. He clicked his tongue. That idiotic Moyashi. Always so naive and trusting when it came to people, only relying in the signals that his cursed eye gave him, forgetting that often human beings were worse than Akuma.
There was also General Cross Marian's golem. The damn devilish small ball categorically refused to show what it had recorded that one time. Fuck, he didn't even know if it had registered some of his other encounters with the Moyashi; several times they had found it in the room, fluttering innocently to later to settle on the younger boy's head, showing the samurai its great mouth full of teeth, openly threatening him. Another problem added to the long list that they already had.
Because he had to add in the mysterious shadow that he saw more and more every day. Now he was completely sure that it was directly connected with Allen; when he was with him that presence became much more clearer, as if it was almost on the verge of leaving the mirror at any time. A pair of times it had malignantly smiled at him and he had not liked it. In addition, he had remembered that famed night where he had kidnapped the Moyashi with the firm idea of forcing him to leave, when the other exorcist had thrown himself at him, when he had seen him looking so scared and trembling with fear. It was because of that dark figure, was it not? It had tried to do something, something out the ordinary; for that reason the other exorcist had reacted that way. But he didn't want to say he was also able to see it, not until he knew what the hell that thing was.
He put his thoughts to a side when he heard those two laugh while the Moyashi only remained there, staring at them with confusion. Lenalee seemed much more animated than before, perhaps happy because Allen had already begun to gain weight, still and when it remained below the ideal weight for his situation (if he were a woman, would be necessary to add). Komui had asked to talk to them about that and, finally, give the Moyashi instructions. During those forced meetings that he greatly detested he had seen a little more of what the others didn't seem to notice but that Kanda already knew: it bothered Allen when they talked to him about the boy as 'his baby'. Of course he didn't show it, (stupid Moyashi, always swallowing everything), although the dark-haired one had already seen that look full of sadness and guilt before. Just before he had told the younger one that he liked him he had said something like that to him, no? ('Does it mean that you want him? That is to say, you want this baby?') and right when the others spoke of the subject of his pregnancy in front of him in a supposedly affectionate way. But the little idiot withstood it without complaining, along with the suffocating hugs and the obligation to go the infirmary every day.
He arched an eyebrow when he saw Noise Marie approach the exorcist trio. He wondered if the stupid old man had also returned to Headquarters or if he had preferred to continue looking for people compatible with Innocence. After all, with the exception of Cross, the three Generals had retaken their daily duty as exorcist recruiters in spite of Lavi's complaints. Apparently the rabbit had many questions for the more powerful exorcists but these had notoriously avoided him (General Nine and his teacher at least; not even the apprentice of bookman was as suicidal as to try it with General Socalo); he also had questions for Kanda, but having Mugen's blade on his throat whenever he approached him seemed to change his mind. Good.
"I would have liked to be 'the father' of your baby, Allen-kun," Lenalee suddenly said in a strong and clear voice, letting out a small giggle when she saw the younger one's completely flushed face.
He frowned.
"Le-Lenalee! That's embarrassing! Don't say anything else, please!"
'You're making everything worse with that stupid infantile gesture, imbecile.'
"You look so adorable like that, all flushed." The young girl laughed again, ruffling the English's hair (almost in the same style as the idiotic Lavi). And Kanda was thankful that he had stopped eating, because he would be tempted to use the small chopsticks as a weapon.
"It's not funny!" the younger one protested, without still being able to bring down the showy crimson color of his cheeks.
Stupid, stupid Moyashi. He was about to rise from his seat, even and when he knew that it would be a triviality and that he wouldn't be able to explain his attitude towards Lenalee Lee in case supervisor Komui found out that Kanda had yelled at his beloved little sister for flirting with the Moyashi. He didn't want to have that idiot sobbing or, worse, making stupid robots to protect the purity of his sister.
"Ah, Kanda-senpai, can I sit here?"
He was on the verge of scoffing when he heard a voice very close to him, but he contained himself. There was Chaozii Han, the new member of General Tiedoll's team. His team. He let out a grunt, obviously not wanting anyone near him while he watched the Moyashi; rather, he didn't want anybody near him that wasn't the Moyashi (in his bed, now). But this was an inexperienced exorcist, he still didn't understand that he should keep himself away from Kanda. And that could be proven since he had taken a seat next to Kanda, not too close, but close enough to annoy the dark-haired one to unspeakable levels. He tried to ignore the guy, to once again submerge himself in his doubts and memories while Allen was in front of him and he could watch by.
"Everyone seems really happy with Allen-san's pregnancy, don't you think so, Kanda-senpai?" the Chinese suddenly said, snapping him out of his thoughts without being able to help it. "He looks radiant too."
He watched him from the corner of his eye with an expression of annoyance while he leaned his face in one of his hands. Wait, was this guy blushing? Yes, the bastard's cheeks were red and he didn't take his eyes off the Moyashi. He had to control himself, stop himself from making sudden conclusions. But he didn't know much about Chaozii, since the only things he had done after returning from the fight in the Ark was train, read in the library or in his room and spend time with Allen. For that reason he hadn't had much contact with other exorcists who weren't Lavi or Lenalee (or the other woman, Miranda), but only because they were the ones that looked after the Moyashi. He frowned. But before he could say anything the other had begun to speak again.
"The truth is that it makes me a little embarrassed to be near him," he let out a small laugh, making Kanda raise an eyebrow. "There's something that I don't like about Allen-san, I think it's because I still haven't been able to forgive him after all."
"Forgive him?" he had asked without wanting, in quite a low voice, but he had done it. Chaozii had looked at him with enormous surprise, apparently happy to have been able to get a word out of his superior.
"That's right, you weren't there." He saw him smile, Kanda only stared towards another side but he continued listening. "It's just that Allen-san, he…well, he wanted to help one of our enemies and, well…that made me upset." Chaozii spoke slowly, playing with the small chopsticks in his bowl of ramen. "Although Allen-san later saved me, I cannot forgive him. It isn't fair to Anita-sama and my friends who died for the Order."
The Japanese clicked his tongue, fixing his gaze on Allen, who only saw the other three exorcists. He was still smiling, smiling sweetly for those other people. He listened to Chaozii slurping down his food in a scandalous manner. He saw him from the corner of his eye, taking notice of his glassy eyes, as if he was on the verge of crying. Stupid novice. Extremely stupid. He scoffed notoriously, forcing the other exorcist to stop eating and look at him.
"Kanda-senpai?"
"You must have a lot of guts to be speaking of the stupid Moyashi in such a way. Here everybody loves him," scoffed Kanda while he could see one more a person adding himself to the group where Allen was sitting: Jeryy the cook had left his position to go hug his 'loving little boy'. He clicked his tongue again. "And you blush just by looking at him."
Chaozii was left speechless by Kanda's words, who began to think it hadn't been a really good idea to have said that much. Fuck, now he wouldn't be able to get rid of him.
"Be-because he's pretty, he looks like a girl…" Chaozii stuttered, completely red now before Kanda's incredulous look to later exaggeratedly shake his head, "but that doesn't erase what he did! Also, he's a man who is pregnant, I know that that is not his fault; but even so, that's not okay. It's not normal."
At least somebody else noticed it. Of course he knew that it was wrong, that it was abnormal. But he didn't care at this point; Allen was fulfilling his mission by obligation, but Kanda was enjoying it, practically taking advantage of the situation. He smiled at the side, with irony.
"Eh, Kanda-senpai," again he turned around to see who was calling him. "Does it bother you that I've spoken like that? Don't you remember that Allen-san is, that is to say, of you…" Apparently he was having a hard time concentrating and Kanda wasn't helping by staring at him so penetratingly. "Agh! That the boy that Allen-san is expecting is yours!"
"Che. It isn't much."
'You're lucky you're an exorcist, novice, or I would have already killed you' thought the Japanese while he turned around the face him with indifference, without realizing that Chaozii was looking at him with eyes full of illuminated emotion, perhaps hallucinating about how admirable he was for tolerating the situation with that 'great' attitude. He couldn't look at the face of his new admirer because he saw more movement in front of him. Two members of the scientific team, Johnny and Tup, had approached the small group crowded around the Moyashi. They brought piles of papers, something that wasn't really unusual. What was rare was that inspector Howard Link had risen from his seat to place one of his hands on Allen's shoulder. The little one stared at him with confusion.
"New information has arrived that you need to fill, Walker."
"More information?" He heard him childishly complain, still knowing that that wouldn't affect the inspector in any way.
"Yes." Link forced him to rise to later place a pile papers in his hands before the other's protests.
"I will take them!" Johnny said before Lenalee could offer herself. "Allen-kun isn't good at carrying heavy things."
"But it's nothing. I can do it perfectly well myself," the English said, with an expression of annoyance on his face. Kanda knew that Allen was frustrated that people treated him like he was useless now that he was pregnant. But for the others there was no buts to be had; although the Japanese didn't expect the inspector himself would take the papers from Allen's hands.
"Then I will take them. Please, put the rest of the papers on top of these." Link continued, before the incredulous looks of the other people present. "I want Walker to fill these papers in the library. Alone."
He had spoken before Johnny (or anyone else) could offer themselves to help again, of that Kanda was sure. Apparently he wasn't the only one that was annoyed that Allen was surrounded by people all the time. The inspector seemed quite decisive to take the Moyashi, without caring that he had to carry the mountain of papers by himself. The only thing the white-haired one did was take his leave with a small bow before Lenalee embraced him with an expression of worry on her face. The Moyashi smiled at the girl, trying to calm her down like always. It wasn't as if he was going off to war, he was only going to fill some damn papers and that was it.
When those two left the dining room was when Kanda also rose from his seat. He didn't pay any attention to Chaozii, who continued calling him without understanding the sudden change of atmosphere that surrounded the Japanese.
Kanda was completely aware that he shouldn't interfere with Link's work (he had been tempted to do it before), but he didn't want to leave the Moyashi all alone with that guy. For that reason he walked behind them, still and when he kept his distance, he could hear what they said.
"I really can help you with some of those, Link-san," Allen commented, embarrassed, while he walked after the inspector.
"No way. The Commanders want you to fulfill your mission at all costs, Walker," Link said to him, calmly advancing by the corridor. "Although I do not understand why the other members of the Order are treating everything like a game."
"I… don't know. But I do not believe that they think that it is a game," the English sighed, looking towards another side. Kanda could almost imagine Allen biting his bottom lip, trying not to protest against the words of the inspector. Kanda frowned, if the others took it lightly then they shouldn't be bothering him about every 'cruel' word he said to the Moyashi.
The German didn't say anything until a good while had passed in silence, something that Allen seemed to use to fix the sweater that Komui had forced to him to use. Even though they were entering Summer, the Order continued being a cold and humid place, reason why it was necessary for him to be careful with his health. Although Allen seemed comfortable enough with that, since the little one always tried to cover his body as much as possible. And, of course, from time to time he refused to let Kanda fully undress him, something quite frustrating for the samurai. He had pleased him, until now. Yes, until now.
"They wouldn't treat you so nicely if they knew you were an accomplice of the Fourteenth."
'Fourteenth?'
He stopped almost at the same time Allen did.
"I've already told you that I do not who that person is. I've already told everyone," the younger one whispered, with a furious tone that took him by surprise.
"And I've told you that everyone denies their crimes at the beginning," the inspector had a face very similar to an ironic smile.
The guy had turned around to properly look at Allen, although this one only looked at the floor. But soon the youth tipped his face, Kanda noticed it by the way in which his white tresses had rocked when he moved his head. Allen was looking at the window while he did the same thing with the one that was at his side. It was cloudy, soon it would rain. But in spite of the little light he could see it. It smiled at him, the damn thing was smiling at him. He gritted his teeth, asking himself if it was also showing the Moyashi that mocking gesture.
"Don't think your tears will convince anyone, Walker."
Tears? That bastard had made the Moyashi cry? He felt the anger growing in his insides. He patted Mugen in its sheath. Control himself, he had to control himself.
On the other hand, the younger exorcist only cleaned his face with the sleeve of the sweater, looking at the front again.
"Just…keep walking," the English requested, as if trying to remain polite in spite of everything.
Link observed him at great length for a couple of more seconds before continuing to advance towards the library. Allen took a little more time before he moved, still staring at the window; Kanda also stared, breathing deeply, trying to use all of his possible self control.
"Kanda?"
The samurai turned around when he heard that soft voice. Indeed; Allen was staring at him with an expression of surprise on his face, as if he hadn't expected to find him here. The Moyashi's cheeks were slightly wet and his eyes were a little irritated. He began to feel furious all over again.
"Kanda!" Allen had probably realized his intentions already. That's why he had run to his side to calm him down; because he had grabbed him by his right sleeve to pull him away from Mugen as fast as he could. The dark-haired exorcist stared at him with a bit of annoyance, although he couldn't resist those eyes that implored him to control himself.
"Yu Kanda. I don't know why I'm not surprised to find you in this situation," Howard Link spoke behind the tower of papers that he still had in his arms.
He felt the Moyashi cling to his shirt with more force. He scoffed, soon freeing himself from Allen's hold rather briskly. He was supposed to not get into any more trouble or else he wouldn't obtain what he wanted. But he couldn't stand that expression of supremacy on the German's face, who had left the pile of papers on the ground to approach the pair of exorcists.
"Walker must go with me to fill some papers sent by inspector Lvellie. He doesn't have time to rut around with you."
He saw the English redden slightly before he fixed his gaze on the floor. He looked quite uncomfortable, although he couldn't be blamed for it. Kanda asked himself if Link spoke with Allen about that; or, worse, if he had threatened him by somehow using that as blackmail. And to think that he had reproached the Moyashi for being paranoid; now he himself was digressing.
"Che. Bastard."
Again they fixedly stared at each other. He supposed Link was furious with him for interfering in his work, but he wasn't going to stop doing it while the guy continued messing with the Moyashi. The only person who could do that was him and only him.
"That's enough, Bakanda!"
Allen had pulled his hair. Again.
"Argh! Let go of me, Moyashi!"
"I will when you stop behaving like child!"
Wait a minute; a little brat like the Moyashi was telling him how to behave? How dare he?! He turned around to face his aggressor. Yes, Allen was looking him, angry, without once loosening his hold on the samurai's long hair. But he couldn't hit him, damn idiot, he had the advantage. The only thing that came to him was to place his hands on the little one's head and squeeze until the brat surrendered and let him go.
But Allen didn't look like he was going to give up any time soon, because if Kanda exerted more pressure, he yanked on his hair with more force. Both were so concentrated in their little infantile fight that they didn't notice the German inspector's incredible look, who perhaps thought about how strange the situation was and the really abnormal behavior of these two.
"Kanda-kun! Allen-kun!"
The Japanese was the first one to notice that the supervisor was quickly making his way over to where they were, reason why he stopped messing with the younger boy's head (although he didn't take his hands away from there). Allen noticed later, without letting go of Kanda's hair either. Komui was looking at them with admonishment in his eyes, nevertheless, that expression of reproach was rather for…
"Kanda-kun! How dare you do that to Allen-kun?"
"What? He was the one that started it!" Kanda protested, while Allen let out a small laugh gaining a look of annoyance on part of dark-haired exorcist.
"Take his hormones into account and his change of moods, I thought you had already know something like that. In addition, you're supposed to be older than him, you should control yourself and serve as an example for him to follow," Komui said theatrically, sighing while he shook his head.
"Che." He looked away, still angry. He could see that the Moyashi was smiling. That idiot, soon would make him pay and fully.
"It's great that I've found you so soon. I want you two to come to my office right now. Seeing as I have great news for you!" the supervisor happily shouted, gaining an indifferent glance on part of the other three, although Link hurried to speak immediately:
"Walker has many papers to fill. It is necessary that he finishes writing them today."
"But that can wait! Let's go, Link-kun, this will only take a couple of minutes and soon you can stay with Allen-kun," the Chinese offered, without being able to erase the smile off his face.
The inspector ended up accepting, perhaps fearing that the supervisor would be stuck to him all the time. Kanda on the other hand only approached the young boy to whisper in his ear.
"Don't even think you'll get away with this. As soon as you finish your little mission you'll have to deal with me."
"Don't worry, Bakanda. We'll be able to trade blows later," the boy murmured to him in return, still with that innocent expression on his face.
The dark-haired one ended up smiling maliciously, interpreting the words that Allen had said in a way that was most convenient for him. Of course they would later have time for plenty of more things. But so far they followed supervisor Lee towards the scientific section so that he could tell them about what he had so cheerfully announced.
As soon as they arrived the first one to sit down on the sofa was Allen at the request of the Chinese, who had later ruffled his hair with much joy. There it was again that strange custom that many of the Order had. Kanda sighed with annoyance to later sit down next to the Moyashi. Link remained behind the English, an excellent place to begin to ignore him according to Kanda. Komui sat down in front of them, shoving a lot of papers that were crowding his desk out of the way to make room.
"There are good news for you, Allen-kun. The doctors say that, according to the results of the examinations that we've been doing on you during your first trimester, everything is going relatively well for your situation. Perhaps the only thing that you need is to sleep little more, maybe you're having a hard time falling asleep?"
"Humm…it's difficult. That's everything. In fact there is no reason," answered the youth, looking somewhat restrained, something that Kanda noticed immediately. Stupid Moyashi and his lack of care when it came to physically showing his feelings.
Komui only watched while Kanda switched his gaze between the Moyashi and the inspector that was behind him.
"Would you sleep better if you were with Kanda-kun?"
The question took them off guard. Both of them. Only Allen didn't seem to know how to react, because he had only stuttered something incoherent before glancing at Kanda as if looking for support. The samurai remained quiet for a little longer, although suddenly the question that he had been asking himself for the past weeks came to him.
"You mean that the Grand Generals have accepted to fulfill my request?"
"Request?" Allen and Link asked at the same time, while Komui only smiled slightly.
"Partly, a little, yes," the supervisor answered, without really saying anything. "Let's say they've accepted to give you two nights with Allen-kun every week if that helps lower his anxiety levels. Although I see that you still continue to get along rather badly, I ask myself if the objective would be fulfilled instead of making the situation worse."
Kanda was going to do something unthinkable of himself: apologize. Apologize for what Komui had seen in the corridor and to assure him that he would follow the mission at all costs. This was the first step to completely get rid of inspector Howard Link, so it was worth the pain. Only that before he could speak, Allen had gone ahead, rising from the armchair with firmness.
"That was my fault! I was the one that started the fight with Kanda…I'm sorry."
Damn Moyashi. He stared at Komui with tearful eyes and a slight blush on his cheeks. Kanda had to cover his face with his hand to avoid saying something with respect to that…very tempting image.
"You're so nice, Allen-kun!" the supervisor had embraced the white-haired child, nuzzling his face against Allen's. Wasn't he supposed to do that with Lenalee only? Kanda clicked his tongue, somewhat angry, but he preferred to save his commentaries.
But Allen slightly turned his face look at Kanda. He was smiling innocently at him again. What had been said: damn Moyashi.
"I need to see the order signed by the Commanders, supervisor Komui," Link said, after notoriously clearing his throat. "Understand that my work is above any mission that has been entrusted to Walker, so I must know if such thing has been really approved."
Komui took a while in reacting, but soon he stopped embracing the exorcist to once again go to his desk. He looked between several papers until he found the one that he was looking for to give it to Link. He began to speak right after handing it to him, without considering that the inspecting had just begun to read it.
"It's not much in fact. But I still don't know if you want this, Allen-kun."
All three gazes settled on the English, who had once again sat down after having survived Komui's assault. That had made him nervous, without a doubt, because he could only look at Kanda from time to time. He saw him breathe a little deeply.
"I suppose that it's good for this baby for his father to be near him, no?" Allen said, in a low voice. "Isn't that why you requested this, Kanda?"
"Che." He didn't know if that question had been serious or not, but he preferred to leave it like that and nothing else.
"Oh! That reminds me of another thing. According to the doctors it's more probable that it'll be a girl, what do you think, futures parents? I hope that she's as pretty and precious as my Lenalee! I say, in spite of the grumpy papa that she has."
The supervisor's eyes were shining without caring about the killer look the samurai was giving him. But the Moyashi only limited himself to stare at the floor with a sad smile on his lips. Komui miraculously noticed it too, stopping his hallucinating for a small moment.
"Is something wrong, Allen-kun?"
"Eh? No, nothing!" the Moyashi had begun to shake his head so quickly that Kanda thought he was going to get dizzy again. Thank heavens that period had already almost happened completely.
"I've already told you; she's still going to be pretty although she has an evil papa like Kanda-kun. So don't you worry, Allen-kun!"
"Stop repeating that, stupid supervisor," Kanda demanded before Komui's nervous laugh.
"Everything is in sequence then," the inspector said suddenly, saving the Chinese from being attacked by Kanda. "Nevertheless, my work continues being to watch Allen Walker, so outside those two nights per week I will be behind him as I have been doing up until now. In addition, if anything out of the ordinary happens I have all the right to cancel this freedom for Walker and return to my monitoring of 24 hours a day; still and if that causes an inconvenience to him with respect to the accomplishment of his mission."
"It seriously says that?" Komui asked, hurriedly taking the paper from Link's hands while Allen and Kanda stared at him with incredulity on their faces. The supervisor really hadn't even know what they had talked about.
"It's fine, Komui-san!" the English exclaimed. "After all this is for the well-being of this baby, right? Thank you very much for having done everything possible for me and this boy."
He ended up making a small reverence after rising. Kanda arched an eyebrow, somewhat confused by the Moyashi's attitude. He was acting strangely, of that there was no doubt. He had gotten depressed, that was it. He frowned while he looked towards another side so as to not be met with the younger boy's sad eyes.
"Oh, don't mention it, Allen-kun. I promised you that I would help you with your pregnancy and that I will do," the supervisor smiled amiably, as if with that he was excused from all the headaches that the small exorcist had caused him in the last three months.
Allen smiled amiably again, getting ready to depart and leave Kanda behind, something that bothered him a lot. He rose from the armchair without caring about, again, leaving one person speaking. Only that this time it was Komui asking him if he wanted to stay in Allen's room or, on the contrary, if he preferred that the boy went to his instead. But he didn't listen to him, the only thing that mattered to him was to face the Moyashi, even if Link had once again begun to follow them again.
"Moyashi."
"My name is Allen, Bakanda."
He had turned around to look at him. Kanda was really expecting to see him crying again, but it wasn't like that. In fact, the boy only had a slightly annoyed expression on his face, although he didn't know if it was because he had called him by his nickname again or if it was because of something else. He sighed rather perceivably, approaching the other.
"Come to my room as soon as you finish."
"I know."
He knew? Now he was giving him a faint smile. It wasn't playful, not even cheerful. It was a small face of false happiness that he didn't know how to interpret. He was on the verge of grabbing him by his shoulders and shaking him a little vigorously so he would snap out of it. But he didn't manage to do it because Allen had already turned his back to him. The inspector stopped next to Kanda again, looking at him with hatred once more. The samurai was certain that someday he would get rid of him so that he would leave the Moyashi alone once and for all. He saw that Allen was barely going to pick up a few papers that were still in the corridor when Link went ahead of him to load them all once again. He heard Allen scoff for the second time. Perhaps, the youth only felt useless and that annoyed him. Yes, perhaps it was only that.
- o-o-o-o-o-o-
He was lying on his bed with his hair down, on his back, simply staring at the ceiling. There was a laid out futon on the ground that some of the women who cleaned the rooms had brought; Komui had decided that Allen needed a change of scenery to relax and that that would help the baby a lot. Obviously, if he said that Kanda's dull room was good for the little one, then it was good. 'If the mother rests, the baby will also rest' had been his words. Of course that the last thing Kanda was thinking about was letting the Moyashi sleep.
But something bothered him, something more than the sharp attitude that Allen had taken with him before heading to the library. It was because of that small conversation that the inspector and the English had had before they noticed that he had followed them. Howard Link had called the exorcist an 'accomplice of the Fourteenth'. Kanda didn't have a clue of what they meant, but apparently it wasn't the first time that he had accused the white-haired boy with that. It had to do with the Ark, it had to do with the Moyashi's ability of being able manage it through the piano that was in one of those rooms. And, it had to do with that cloaked shadow. He frowned. He was drawing too many hurried conclusions, trying to make everything fit to be able give his theories form.
He moved in the bed laid down on his side. That Ark belonged to the Millennium Earl. And Allen could control it. For that reason they had forbidden him to go there since they had found him locked up in the room where that one mysterious musical instrument resided in. Also for that reason they had prohibited the other members of the organization from using it until they had more data and could truly verify that the Ark now belonged to the Black Order. But if they didn't let the Moyashi get near it then they wouldn't be able to use it, right? Were they willing to risk a possible treason and return a weapon like that back to the enemy?
'Traitor.'
He closed his eyes with force. Stupid, stupid Moyashi.
He heard someone knocking the door, forcing him to wake up from his confused thoughts.
"Kanda? Are you there?"
He scoffed, rising from the bed to open the door without waiting to welcome him properly. He only unlocked the lock and turned the knob to later move away from the door. Allen entered later, blinking. He was smiling.
"Oh! I want to sleep on the floor!" he exclaimed suddenly when seeing the futon, almost as if he were a small boy.
"Che. No way, idiot. You'll sleep on the bed."
The other exorcist only stared at him, with an expression of slight annoyance. But he didn't let him say anything else: in less than a second he had initiated deep a kiss that managed to surprise the younger one a little. As if Kanda didn't welcome him like this every time he came to his room. He pulled away from him to let him breathe, reason why Allen began to speak with difficulty.
"Kan-da, I'm a little tired… I don't think I…" He didn't want words, he only wanted to kiss him, to touch him. For that reason he captured his lips again, slipping his tongue in the youth's mouth to savor him as if he had never done it in his life.
Allen was already breathing anxiously when Kanda pulled away from his mouth to start taking off his sweater. Although the Eastern exorcist didn't expect that the other would reject him so openly when he put his hands on his chest to move away from him.
"Stop now, Bakanda!"
He let out a grunt to later sit down on the bed. The Moyashi simply remained there, standing up, with his cheeks already covered by a light pink tone. He sat down next to him a couple of seconds later, taking the samurai by surprise when he leaned against him. He made him freeze, somewhat confused by that action, did it meant that he wanted something or no? Because that position, as innocent as it would seem anyone else, for Kanda it was a kind of shameless invitation. Of course that was only in his mind, since the other exorcist had simply closed his eyes, with his head in one of Japanese's shoulder.
Kanda didn't dare do anything else for a couple of minutes. Although he didn't really like being used as a pillow, he felt good in a certain way that he wasn't able to define. Nevertheless, it wasn't as good as when Allen let him caress him or, even better, when he convinced the small boy to touch him. Because he liked Moyashi, yes, but he still continued to rather dislike those moments when he made him feel confused.
"Hey, Moyashi."
"Mhm?"
"Who is the Fourteenth?"
He had made the younger boy move away from him rather quickly. The little one stared at him with very wide eyes, although soon he seemed to calm himself down a little.
"You should stop listening to other's private conversations. It's not polite."
"Che. Are you going to answer me or not?"
Allen seemed to be seriously thinking about it, because he saw him with his thumb against his chin. Finally he decided to speak to him.
"I don't know much in fact, only what Link-san has said to me. I only know that I am under suspicion for treason, but you already knew that, didn't you?"
He stared at him challengingly, with an ironic smile. Kanda gritted his teeth without being able to avoid it. He wasn't telling him everything and that bothered him a lot. He had already let him get away with a lot of things, but this one especially frustrated him. Perhaps because, if that shadow was part of the subject, it was involved with him directly.
"For knowing how to play the piano without knowing how to do it? For reading a series of strange symbols? Where did you get those, Moyashi?"
The English half-opened his mouth, with an expression of something similar to fear. That's how Kanda interpreted it. The Moyashi swallowed while he stared at the floor.
"I won't tell you where I know how to read those symbols from. I'm sorry, Kanda."
For some reason that answer angered him. He grabbed him from the collar of the sweater, throwing him on the bed with a lot more force than he had wanted. Allen only stared at him with surprise, with his eyes widely opened by the abruptness of the movement.
"You should tell them everything you know, idiot! Why would you want to give them more material for them to consider you an enemy of the Order?"
"I've already said everything I should have! I'm not going to tell them about those symbols. I'm not going to tell anybody! Not even you…"
He was too close to him, like this, on top of his body. Kanda didn't know if the blush that adorned the little one's cheeks was caused by the effort to shout or if it was for having him on top of him. The anger began to lessen until it almost disappeared. He didn't have any right interrogate Allen like that, not after knowing that he had surely passed the last couple of hours answering questions of that kind. But he wasn't thinking about apologizing either, so the only thing that he could do was bring their faces closer together to place a soft kiss on his lips.
"You confuse to me…" he heard him whisper immediately after ending the kiss.
"I know," he answered, brushing his tongue against the cheek marked with that scar that showed the young boy underneath his body was cursed.
As cursed as he was.
He opened the sweater by the middle to be able to kiss that neck that greatly attracted him. He knew he shouldn't leave any marks in the Moyashi's pale skin, reason why he mainly used his tongue, making the other shiver. He tried to lower his hands down Allen's body, but soon felt the small boy stop him.
"Not now, please."
"Che." He brought his mouth near the English's ear to murmur as softly as he could, audible, trying to make him tremble again.
"I think you owe me this, Moyashi. If you're not going to tell me what I want to know, the least you can do is give yourself without resisting."
He lightly bit the lobe of his ear, ripping a small moan out of the younger boy. He smiled maliciously when the little one pulled his hands away from his chest, indicating that he could continue. He went back to battle against that heavy sweater, getting rid of it thanks to the fact that Allen allowed him to do so by rising from the bed a little. He laid him down again while he kissed him, feeling that tongue against his own, still answering with clumsiness despite that they had been practicing this for two months every day now. But that enchanted him, made him even more excited.
He began to quickly undo the shirt while he passed his tongue against Allen's neck.
"I don't want you to take it off, Kanda, please," he suddenly whispered in his ear, taking advantage of the fact that he had firmly hugged the samurai.
"Idiot. You shouldn't be embarrassed by this."
It was rare for him to behave so docilely. Usually he ended up pulling on his hair or his cheeks whenever he tried to uncover his abdomen. But this time he only remained there, embracing him with more firmness. He finally pulled away from him, fully laying him on the bed. Allen was staring at the wall, trying to avoid looking at Kanda's eyes no matter what. He interpreted that as a signal to keep going, so again he continued unbuttoning the shirt, taking off his belt while he pulled down the zipper of his trousers.
He left the younger boy's naked torso uncovered, who was already breathing anxiously. Kanda brushed his fingers over his already erect nipples, as always, Allen was too sensible to touch and his body had betrayed him again. Although what really called his attention more than anything else was the small little bulk that could be now seen on the younger boy's stomach. He placed one of his hands on it, just like that first time he had been able to touch that beautiful body. He heard the white-haired boy sigh with a lot of difficulty, without once turning his gaze away from the wall. Kanda smiled maliciously, leaning down to catch one of the little one's nipples with his mouth. Allen had let out a moan, surely drowned when he had tightly gritted his teeth. Kanda wanted to hear it again, wanted to hear him moan for him. He used his tongue once again, making him let out more of those sounds he greatly liked.
He entertained himself with the other exorcist's chest, using his tongue, sucking softly every once in awhile to annoy the one that was underneath him. Nevertheless, soon after that he lowered his mouth down the boy's body, causing him slight chills. Exactly when he arrived at his abdomen was when he paused, lifting his gaze to look at the English's face. Allen was blushing even more, with his silver-plated eyes half-lidded while he tried to breathe through his mouth now that Kanda had stopped stimulating him. Of course he didn't manage to obtain much of that when the Japanese began to lick him again, this time on his navel, introducing his tongue as much as he could.
"Kanda!"
He grabbed him from his waist to continue doing it, circularly moving his tongue in that point of his belly. The Moyashi had finally reacted, because he had put a hand on his head, as if it he couldn't decide whether to stop him or let him continue. But Kanda didn't care about the situation, because he continued with what he was doing in spite of the constant complaints leaving the youth's mouth. He moved his right hand to Allen's crotch. He pulled his tongue away from the other's skin after giving one last long lick, leaving a small trace of saliva. Again he smiled with maliciousness, even more when he saw that Allen had finally decided to look at him.
"You complain a lot, but you really like this, right?"
"Sh-shut up."
It was a weak whisper, a much smaller reclamation than he had expected. He clicked his tongue, determined to hear more of those sounds leaving that mouth. He moved his hand to the boy's trousers, forcing him to arch his back while he let out another moan. He continued caressing him in up and down movements whereas with his free hand began free him from his trousers. He decided to stop bothering him to completely get rid of that article, leaving Allen only in his underclothes. He neared his face again to kiss to him superficially, licking the youth's bottom lip who seemed to tremble in anticipation of what Kanda would do.
He slipped his hand inside his underclothes, acquiring a small shout on part of the little one that he silenced with his mouth. After all he corresponded to the kisses with passion although he paused whenever a moan escaped his mouth. Kanda finished undressing him completely after entertaining himself with his mouth. He sat up again, observing him fixedly. Allen had closed his legs by instinct. He had never been completely naked in front Kanda, so he understood in a way. Although that was nothing more than trivialities, because he had already touched almost all of the younger boy's body and he didn't have any reason to feel ashamed now.
Almost all of his body.
He saw him open his eyes when he put his hands on the other exorcist's knees. Yes, Allen stared at him with surprise and a little bit fear now that the dark-haired man had parted his legs gently but firmly.
"Kanda?"
"Do you remember what General Socalo said about sex between men?"
He felt the body laid out in front of him tense completely when he felt Kanda's hands on his lower back. He stared at him with seriousness, managing to finally make the boy look at him. Allen was breathing anxiously, without being able to lower even a little the blush on his cheeks. He couldn't disguise the obvious erection that he had between his legs either. Apparently for that reason he stopped resisting, relaxing little by little.
He didn't say anything. In fact, neither of them dared to speak when Kanda began to also take off his clothes. In fact, he undid his shirt and only lowered his trousers the sufficient amount to released his erect member. He knew that Allen was refusing to look at him, because he had quickly turned his gaze towards the wall. Yes, it was strange that the Moyashi was behaving that way. And he knew that it was his fault, for saying that he owed him this when he hadn't wanted to answer him. But he didn't care right now.
"Moyashi."
He kissed him on the neck while he aligned his erection against the other exorcist's entrance. He heard him sigh with nervousness while he clung to the Japanese's shirt. Kanda gave the English's throat one last lick before he began to push inside his body.
He let out a light grunt when he felt the pressure on his member. He paused. It was too hot, too tight. It hurt a little. But it felt good, didn't it? He tried to continue introducing himself, without realizing that Allen gripped his shirt with force. He hadn't entered him completely when he softly pulled away. It was very strange, it was pleasant, but at the same time…
He pushed inside again, finally noticing that the English was completely tense underneath him. He had tried to turn around towards the wall, twisting his body to the side. Kanda grabbed him from his hips so he wouldn't move anymore.
"Fuck, Moyashi. Calm down."
He heard him sigh deeply, holding his breath again. The dark-haired exorcist clicked his tongue, moving inside of that small body again. No, he couldn't make his member completely enter the Moyashi and he didn't understand why. So he simply decided to continue pushing inside and out, with slowness at the beginning because he couldn't manage to find pleasure in that friction that was almost painful. Later he increased the speed, letting out a moan due to the new and strange sensation. He continued holding Allen's hips to help himself at the time of entering and leaving while he tried to find a rhythm that he couldn't obtain. The younger boy continued to face the wall with half of his body after having let go of Kanda; he had his fists tightly clenched, covering his flushed face with them
He didn't know how long that lasted, perhaps much more than was necessary. He had finally begun to enjoy it, still and when he continued to feel somewhat uncomfortable with something that was supposed to give him pure pleasure only. He pushed in a couple of more times before coming inside the younger boy, letting out a deep moan. He took care to lean on his hands so as to not drop his body on Allen's. He breathed in anxiously, pulling his member out after having standardized the beats of his heart. It hadn't been what he had expected, definitively.
Nevertheless, he hadn't prepared himself to be met with that image. The white sheets were now stained, not only with his semen but with something else too. It was blood; the other exorcist's blood. He became completely alarmed, how the hell had that happened?
"Moyashi!"
Allen had curled his body again, without pulling his clenched hands away from his face. He was trembling. And because he wasn't responding to Kanda's call, he grabbed him by his shoulders to turn him around. He couldn't believe it had ended that way. He shook him a little vigorously, calling to him time and time again until the young boy managed to pull his hands away. He was blushing, yes, but he was also crying. Those were tears of pain that he couldn't stop despite that everything had already ended.
"Why you didn't you tell me?! Why didn't you ask me to stop? Moyashi!"
"I'm so-rry."
"Don't apologize, damn it!"
It wasn't normal, this wasn't normal. The white-haired boy had stopped him before whenever he did something he didn't like. In the end he ended up acceding to almost everything, since it was only to be able to give him more pleasure. But that had hurt him. It had made him bleed and he hadn't complained. Why?
'Because he owed it to me?'
He swallowed with difficulty. He had never imagined that the Moyashi would take that so seriously.
"Don't worry, Kanda. I guess…" he paused to clean the tears with his right hand. "I guess that the first time sometimes hurts."
He turned his gaze away without daring to look at him in the eyes. He was an idiot, a complete idiot. He tightly closed his eyes when he felt the youngest moving to get out of the bed with difficulty.
"I'm going to go clean myself, is that okay?"
Kanda didn't answer him, not even when he saw with half-opened eyes that the boy grabbed his trousers from the floor, putting them on without buttoning them to later cover himself completely with that long obligatory sweater. He didn't hear anything else for a couple of seconds until the sound of the door opening and closing broke the silence. Now that the other had left he decided to completely open his eyes. He had forced him to do it when the boy had clearly told him that he didn't want to.
He sat down on the edge of the bed, jaw still tense. He could see those spots of blood, making a macabre contrast with the white color of the sheets. He still didn't know how the hell he hadn't noticed that liquid trickling between Allen's thighs. How he hadn't noticed that he was hurting him. He remembered that he had been on the verge of killing the inspector for having made him cry. That had been nothing in comparison to the damage that he had caused.
He didn't know how much time had passed. He only continued to sit there, not really thinking about anything, letting the minutes pass in front of him without doing anything to make them stop. He didn't dare look at his bed again, knowing that he would see that red that little by little took an even more darker tone. He ran his hands through his hair, supporting his elbows on his knees. It was an uncomfortable position, improper of him, but he didn't want to move.
Soon he heard someone knocking on the door. He was a little startled, it was really late and people didn't generally come to his room unless it was that idiotic Lavi that was now away on a mission. He rose to open the door, trying to erase that expression of surprise from his face.
Although there wasn't much he could do when he was met with Allen again. He looked at him with incredulity, without being able to figured out why he was here.
"What…?"
"I'm sorry for taking so long. I had to change my clothes in my room after taking a shower," he informed without Kanda having to ask him, entering the samurai's room and leaving him at the door. "Luckily Link-san wasn't there or else he wouldn't have let me come back."
Allen was talking, he realized that. It was difficult for him to ignore that voice. What he didn't understand was why that little idiot had come back to his room after what he had done to him
"What are you doing here?" he finally asked him after putting his ideas in sequence.
The English stared at him and, although he wanted to avoid it, he couldn't manage to move away from those silver-plated eyes.
"I can still stay, right?" Allen whispered after seconds of silence. "I don't want to sleep alone."
"You're a complete imbecile."
"I know."
Brilliant. He was supposed to ask for his forgiveness, not insult him. But he didn't do it. His nature simply didn't allow him to.
Kanda scoffed with force. This was not happening. This fucking situation was not happening. He walked towards his bed to look at those reddish spots for the last time before taking off the sheets. Ever since he had begun to have his encounters with the Moyashi he had taken the custom of always keeping another pair under the bed in case he needed them. He quickly changed the stained sheets with cleaned ones before the other's attentive gaze. When he had finished he moved away to let him pass. Allen stared at him with a little of insecurity to later carefully get on bed and lay down on it.
He was barely heading towards the futon when he heard that voice calling him. He turned around when he heard his name.
"Kanda, could you…sleep with me? I can make room."
This was so similar to that one first night but at the same time so horrifyingly different. He scoffed heavily, bringing a hand up to his hair. Stupid Moyashi.
"You really are an imbecile."
"I think we both are."
He couldn't debate that. Perhaps that was Allen's way of saying he forgave him, but he wasn't sure. He really didn't want to think about that anymore, he felt exhausted. For that reason he didn't argue with the other anymore, he only got on the bed to lie down next to that person whom he had hurt and had now invited him to sleep at his side. Yes, they were both imbeciles.
He could see the white-haired boy curling up at his side, although without touching him. This was going to be one uncomfortable night. But did it matter? Not if he could satisfy this boy's small desire to feel a little human warmth when sleeping. So he only closed his eyes, wishing that his mind didn't digress more.
So immersed were they in their own thoughts that neither of them noticed the small golem beating its wings from one of the corners of the ceiling of the room.
+ To be continued +
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Aw, Kanda is just such an idiot. He really needs to take seme lessons 101, don't you think so? *insane giggle*. Anyway, KISproductions will take all your comments, salads, rotten tomatoes and or flaming flying pitchforks for this chapter seeing as Kini-san is under witness protection because if she gets hurt then I won't be able to continue reading her precious little baby *radiant smile*. Me, the human shield, will bear everything for her and her little darling!...okay, but go easy on me.
Eh, I hope to see you soon, and, eh, constructive criticism is always welcomed. Again, sorry for the delay, won't happen again…hopefully…maybe, busy life always killing me now.