This chapter is sad :(
i do not own DGM n_n
"Breakfast!" Tyki called up the stairs, smiling when he heard the rush of feet on the wooden floor. Everyone quickly filed down the stairs, eager to fill their stomachs. Kanda walked down slowly, Alma urging him to walk faster but Tyki was surprised to see that Allen and Lavi were the last ones down. The silver haired boy was shaky on his legs, still looking drowsy and he almost fell before Tyki caught him. "Easy boy, you got a fever?" The Noah asked, setting the back of his hand against Allen's forehead.
"Komui already took his temperature, he said he didn't have a fever." Lavi informed him. Tyki frowned as he held Allen, the small boy's head lying on his shoulder.
"Maybe he's just still tired then." Tyki said, walking with Lavi to the dining room where everyone was buzzing in conversation, waiting for the last three to take their seats. Tyki set Allen in a chair, the boy yawning and rubbing his eyes. Lavi sat on one side of him and Tyki on the other. The Earl gave the okay to eat so everyone began piling his or her plates with food. Tyki put a few slices of bacon, some pancakes, 2 hash browns, 3 eggs over easy and a piece of toast on Allen's plate and set it down in front of the boy before preparing his own plate. Allen groggily picked up his fork and looked at his food, unaware that Kanda was watching him form across the table over his teacup.
Allen put one elbow on the table, his cheek in his hand and he poked at this food with the fork. " Don't play with your food." Tyki scolded, making Allen sigh. He broke off a piece of hash brown and sucks it in his mouth, slowly chewing.
"If something wrong Allen? You seem sad." Alma said from beside Kanda. Allen picked at his food again, this time getting the Earl's attention.
"Is something wrong Allen?" he asked. Allen sighed again, putting his fork down.
"I'm not hungry." He said. Everyone grew quiet; this having been the first time Allen had ever spoke those words. Allen sighed again, pushing against the table to move his chair out. "Please excuse me." He said, hopping off the seat and exiting the room. Everyone took a second before going back to eating, murmuring to each other and trying to start light conversations. Lavi was sending daggers at Kanda with his eyes, making the raven-haired boy glare back.
"You got a death wish?" Kanda asked.
"What did you do to Allen this time?" Lavi asked, trying to keep the anger out of his voice.
"What do you mean what I did?" Kanda asked, raising his voice.
"Because, ever since you got here you've been upsetting him!" Lavi yelled back.
"Would you two idiots shut up? I'm trying to enjoy my food." David said, grabbing his brother's last piece of bacon. The two boys acted as if they hadn't heard him, still glaring at each other.
"I don't know what's wrong but it's not me this time." Kanda said, shoveling food into his mouth. Lavi huffed but returned to his food moodily.
Allen splashed cold water on his face, going to grab the towel on the counter and running his hand over Tim instead. "Sorry Tim." Allen said, reaching past the ferret to grab the towel. He dried his face, then held his arm out for Tim to climb onto. When the ferret was situated, Allen made his way back to his room, reaching under his bed to grab the bloodied pillowcase. He had woken up in the middle of the night and coughed up some blood but he didn't want anyone to know…because that would mean Komui's treatments weren't working and that Allen wasn't getting any better. He was lucky no one had heard him coughing and that he could hide the pillowcase but now he had to figure out how to get rid of it, before someone found it.
'If I drop it down the laundry chute then the maids will find it and show Lord Millennium.' Allen thought. He heard the fire crackling behind him and decided to burn it. He threw the pillowcase into the flames, watching it burn into black soot. Allen sighed and turned toward his bookcase, looking at the books before grabbing one labeled "Old Tales for Young Wives" And opened to the half way mark. There was the knot of hair he had been giving when he was at the hospital. He grabbed it, putting the book back and sitting in a chair by the fire, Tim sliding down to curl up in his lap. Allen petted him while twirling the hair in between his fingers and soon enough he fell asleep.
He had nightmares as he slept, about his illness getting worse and a graved marked especially for him marked with today's date. To make things worse, Kanda didn't even attend his funeral, he was getting married to Alma on the same day and everyone decided to go to the wedding instead of the funeral.
Allen woke up to the sound of his door opening. He groaned and sat up, rubbing his eyes. He then realized that he wasn't holding the knot of hair anymore. He jumped out of the chair, frantically searching for the small object.
"Looking for this?" Kanda asked, holding the hair out in front of him. Allen quickly took it, holding it close to his heart and sighing in relief. He then looked up at Kanda, confused at what he was doing in his room, without Alma nonetheless.
"Kanda?" Allen asked.
"Are you blind? Baka Moyashi." Kanda said, ruffling the boy's hair. Allen blinked in surprise but smiled.
"Wait, why are you in my room?" Allen then asked.
"Well, you looked upset downstairs so I came to see if…itwasmyfault." Kanda said, forming the last few words into one blur. "And…it may be a little late but… Happy Birthday Moyashi." Kanda said, looking away and blushing. Allen's smile widened as he quickly hugged the Japanese boy. He was even happier the raven-haired the boy hugged back. "Where's your pillow case?" Kanda then asked, his head turned straight at the bed. There was no hiding anything from Kanda. Allen's face darkened but he quickly put on his poker face before Kanda noticed.
"It started smelling weird so I gave it to the maids to wash." He lied. Kanda looked at him sternly, not believing him. Allen decided to change the subject. "Um, why don't we go back downstairs and find L-"
"Why did you burn it?" Kanda asked, walking away to stand by the fire.
"I…I didn't." Allen objected but frowned as Kanda picked up a piece of the fabric that had escaped the fire. Kanda waited for an answer but growled when he didn't get one, Allen shifting his gaze to the floor.
"Moyashi!" He said making Allen flinch.
"I'm sorry…" Allen said, bowing his head. "I just…don't want anyone to worry about me. I'm always making people worry because I get sick all the time. It must be trouble for everyone having to worry about me." Allen wiped his nose, trying to hold back tears. Kanda realized this and went to step forward. "Don't… I-" Allen's breath caught in his throat. "I heard Komui and Master Cross talking the other day…about me. Komui said he had never seen this disease so severe in someone my age…that the treatment aren't working and at this rate I'm-" He choked back a sob, "I might d-"
"Enough!" Kanda yelled, walking forward and taking Allen into his arms as the boy started sobbing, his legs giving in as he and Kanda sat on the floor. "Stop talking like that." Kanda said, holding Allen tight.
"I- Im so frightened Kanda!" Allen sobbed clutching onto the boys shirt to pull him closer.
"It's okay Moyashi, you'll get through this, you're stron-"
"STOP LYING!" Allen yelled, silencing Kanda. "That's all anyone ever do- does now is lie! I'm not strong like you or Lavi and Master Cross, I'm not strong Kanda." Kanda felt Allen's body relaxed in his grip. "I don't look better every day, my condition isn't improving and I'm not getting any taller." Kanda gently pushed Allen back, wiping the boys tears away with his sleeve, then placed it against the boy nose. Allen blew his nose, then sniffled, looking down at the floor. Kanda tilted the boy chin up, looking into his silver eyes.
"Your going to be fine, Komui will find a way to help you get better you just can't give up, okay?" Kanda asked. He picked up the knot of hair that Allen had dropped when he latched onto the samurai's shirt. "Trust me, okay. Trust me and Lavi and that stupid drunk womanizer and all the Noah's and that idiot scientist. If you don't feel strong then we'll lend you our strength, you just gave to keep going." Kanda said, reminding Allen of something Mana had told him year's back. Allen hugged him again, more tightly than the last time and when he pulled back Kanda had a frown on his face.
"What?" Allen asked.
"We need to tell Komui about the pillow case, there was blood on it right?" Kanda asked, standing. Allen wanted to ask how he knew but dismissed it, taking Kanda's hand and shakily standing up. He latched onto Kanda's arm, the Samurai passing the boy back the knot of hair before guiding him to the door.
Told ya, sad :(
Okay so theirs gonna be a jump soon and since their getting older the Lemon is coming in.
A lot of people told me when i put up the first chapter that it should have lemon.
So now i need you to tell me, should it be graphic like i usually write or really non descriptive? Kinda like you don't even realize its a lemon until it says he cummed?
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