A/N: I'm really bad at writing fight scenes. Maybe I'm only good for those cute moments ;A; And I'm really bad at dialogue, too OTL But it's a new chapter, and I'm quite pleased with it.

Disclaimer: I don't own D. Gray - Man!

Recap!

Lavi looked at Kanda, red and green clashing with blue. Kanda shamefully looked away.
"You've been deceiving me," Lavi said, "all of you."

He bitterly chuckled, putting his head into the hand without the switchblade as he mumbled something about he should have known. Lavi looked back up; from where Kanda was, he could see Lavi's green eye swirl into a dark brown to a ruby red that matched his other eye, which could only mean that the demon had activated the Headband. His senses heightened, time slowing by seconds to him for his speed to maximize. He held the hand with the blade out and opened it palm up; the sharp piece of metal floated on his palm and spun, quicker and quicker as time seemed to slow when it elongated into a long staff. He closed his hand, instantly stopping it. A flash of fire blazed around him, creating a swirling cocoon of the hot madness. The fire burned the blazer of his uniform and signed the tips of his button-up shirt. He pulled his arm out, relinquishing the fire. The change from hot to cold air created a violent wind around him, making his hair blow into his face, creating a sinister effect. With the Headband activated, his demon persona surfaced. He smirked, sharpened canines poking out of his mouth.

Kanda sighed, already recovering from his bout with Allen and Lenalee. He'd have to stop the redhead soon, or else it's not going to be the other three that's going to be hurt. He'd also have to send the other two—Allen and Lenalee—back to the sky. He can't exactly have angels hanging around after this.

Allen panted, unable to catch his breath; the fire from before took up more than half the oxygen. Angels needed more oxygen than anyone or anything else because they were used to having so much, being up there. He took a deep breath, closing his mouth and trying to breathe through his nose. It was hard, because with each breath he took and exhaled, his lungs burned with a more ferocious pain and dryness. Lenalee will have to help him stall the other two from the Underworld for the oxygen levels to regulate.

Kanda's ears perked, the meowing of a cat in the vicinity distracting him. In just a few meows and some scratching, Kanda got the estimated oxygen levels, and from his knowledge of angels, it's far too low for an appropriate fighting condition for Allen. Armed with new information, he sped to the angel first. He jumped high in the air, startling him. Immediately, he dove down, farther and farther, until he was some feet from the ground where the white-haired boy was. At the last second, he flipped over, bent his knees, and landed, creating a massive crater. A large cloud of dust sprung, obstructing Allen and Lenalee's vision.

Suddenly, a punch struck Allen in the side, and he skid out of the dust, a trail following him. Lavi rushed to him, ready to hit him with the staff, but was blocked by Lenalee, who had jumped out of the dust and in front of her partner. She straightened her arm guards and fought. She jumped, aiming a kick for Lavi's chest but headed for a different direction when he moved her leg out of the way. Realizing what he did, with lightning reflexes, she spun around, and hit the area below Lavi's shoulder blade with a sharp jab. Unflinching, Lavi turned around and blocked the blow of an overhead kick from Lenalee. She turned, hooking her foot in the X of Lavi's arms and jumped into a kind of bicycle kick, effectively sliding him onto his back.

Allen stood there, struggling to keep from stumbling. The oxygen levels were steadily raising, and silently thanked Lenalee for stalling Lavi.

But before he could take another breath, Kanda flew out from the settling dust cloud. He jumped to Allen, who barely had time to jump out of the way of Kanda's sword. Feeling the blade cut through the Angel Armor, he continued, slashing his sword in every direction possible with light speed. Allen had his hand raised, attempting to block every cut. His arm slipped, and Kanda, seeing his chance, put power in the next blow and managed to cut Allen down his forearm with the claws. He immediately backed away, his toe skidding against the ground below him. Allen let his arm go limp, feeling the nerve in his arm cut half-way through; his arm was beginning to numb from pain and blood loss. Kanda flicked his blade once, the bit of blood on it splattering onto the ground. He held the stilt with both hands, going into the postion once more. Kanda stood there, ready for whatever Allen was going to pull; the latter, however, was trying to recover from little oxygen in his system and blood loss as he was thinking of ways to compensate the disconnected nerve in his left arm.

Lenalee gave one last kick to Lavi's chin, sending him flying and hitting the ground with a slight, "thump."

She bent her knee and straightened her other leg that was in the direction of Lavi and got into the fighting stance once more with her arm raised and the other pointed at the demon, palm facing him. Lavi spit the bit of blood and wiped the trail it left with the sleeve on his forearm. The demon was angry; hot white fury was coursing through his veins, and his usual personality was almost completely swallowed by the demon being that had surfaced. He shot through the sandy field and pulled the staff back to hit Lenalee. She put her arms up, forming the pair into an X. But as Lavi approached her, he disappeared in a flash. She was confused, but on her guard, ready for him. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain at the base of her neck and everything went black.

Lavi panted, standing over Lenalee. He was tired. Lavi wasn't exactly used to vigorous hand-to-hand combat. He turned to look at Kanda and Allen, engaged in battle. Making up his mind, he jumped over to the black cat.

"Give it up, angel," Kanda snarled as his sword was blocked once again by Allen's claws. The angel remembered about the little potion up his sleeve and used it when Kanda was across the field.
Allen glared, "Not until you do."

The two skid away in opposite directions and went at it once more. Kanda pulled his sword back and brought it forth, aiming for Allen's arm. Just before the blade reached the angel's limb, Kanda was suddenly hit in the side. His eyes widened as he was thrown away. Lavi jumped in the air, following Kanda.

"Lavi, what the-" Kanda began.

Lavi growled, interrupting him.

Everyone's against you, Lavi, a voice told him. Everyone was only there because they wanted the Headband.

He kneed Kanda in his stomach, mid-air. Kanda coughed, heaving. He was winded and could barely breathe. Lavi struck Kanda's back with his elbow with a sickening, "crack." Kanda gagged, tasting the metallic flavor of blood on his tongue. He flew to the ground and hit the ground. Feebly, Kanda shook as he tried to stand, the sword in a weak grip in his hand. The dust that had flown into the form of a cloud surrounded him, blocking his vision. Blood trailed down his chin from the corner of his mouth. Kanda was torn on whether fighting back and hurt Lavi or just take it and having himself end up killed.

Hey! Lavi cried. He knew where he was: the confines of his mind. It was just a completely black room with a single light that shone on him. What are you doing? he yelled at his demon persona.

Getting even, it replied.

What do you mean? he questioned. You're going to hurt everyone.

That's kind of the point, you know, it said.

He suddenly felt himself being pushed down, as if someone was trying to stuff him into a jar too small for anyone.

Kanda grunted as Lavi struck him in the chest with the heel of his palm. He coughed, blood splattering onto the ground. Kanda was in trouble; his lung was bruised and he had a couple broken ribs. If this keeps up, Lavi might end up breaking a limb. He flicked his sword out, turning it into a staff. He blocked the next blow that was aimed for his neck, just barely. Lavi's demon side has already taken over, he concluded.

Suddenly, Allen kicked Lavi in the side, startling the demon and Kanda.

"What are you doing?" Kanda asked.

"Saving your butt," was the reply. "Grab Lenalee over there, and I'll stall him a bit. Get around the corner and wait there."

Kanda nodded, running towards the fox. He picked her up, hoisted her over his shoulder, and ran. He sprinted across the lot and turned around the corner. He put Lenalee down and waited.

Allen appeared in a blur beside him. "She's been knocked out," Kanda said.

"I know," Allen said, a bit irritated. "I'm not stupid."

"Could have fooled me," Kanda replied.

Allen ignored him, trying to wake up Lenalee. "Lenalee, wake up...wake up." She stirred. Allen leaned over and mumbled something in her ear. She bolted upright as a blushing mess. "Good, you're up," Allen said. "Get ready. We've only got a couple minutes, more or less."

Lavi appeared, a distance in front of the three.

"Okay, we team up this once, and that's it," Allen offered.

Kanda grunted.

"We hit him with everything we got at the same time."

Lavi was approaching them, his staff now a poleaxe.

"We go at three," Allen said. Lenalee and Kanda nodded, preparing themselves.

"One..."

Lavi was getting closer.

"Two..."

He was sprinting towards them now.

"Three!"

The trio ran towards him. Lenalee jumped, aiming a kick to Lavi. Allen ran, claws at the ready. Kanda gripped his sword.

They collided in the middle, and a big dome of fire engulfed the entire area. As it diminished, all three flew in different directions, Lavi into the nearby woods, Allen to the middle of the lot, Lenalee a distance from Allen, and Kanda on the opposite end.

It was safe to say all four were unconscious, but inside, Lavi was everything but.

Stop it, already! Lavi yelled. Stop!

Look at them, Lavi. They've been lying to you, getting close to get the Headband. Allen lied...

No... Lavi mumbled as he gripped his head. Pain was pulsating through his head.

Lenalee lied.

No...

Even your beloved black cat.

Lavi yelled, trying to drive his other side out. He pictured himself stepping on the persona, flattening it until it was nothing.

They didn't lie to me! he screeched. You only want me to think that! So you can leave!

Lavi, you don't understand!

I think I do! I know they did what they did! I don't care if Lenalee and Allen lied! Kanda didn't! HE DIDN'T LIE TO ME! If he did don't you think I'd be dead by now? Lavi continued on a rampage, belittling the demon, flattening its very being.

Images of Kanda and memories flashed before him; memories of them watching that sappy movie, of them sharing that drink in the cafe, of them that night when Kanda kissed him.

Just go away! he yelled. A white flash swallowed the entire state of his mind.

Lavi's eye fluttered open, the other one under a wrap of bandages. Kanda was leaning over him from the side of the bed, staring at him with inquisitive eyes. He realized he was in his room.

"What? Worried I wasn't going to wake up?" Lavi teased, weakly smirking.

Kanda scowled, his cheeks tinting with a light pink blush. "Che."

All humor aside, Lavi asked, "How long was I out?"

"Couple days."

"What happened?"

"You kind of went crazy."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"Oh. What about Allen and Lenalee?"

"They'll be back. Sooner or later."

Silence enveloped them once more. It was getting somewhat awkward.

"Hey, Kanda?"

"Hm?"

"Can I still call you Yuu?"

"I don't care."

Lavi was getting very frustrated with this awkward silence thing.

As Kanda pushed the chair out, standing up, Lavi leaned forward, grabbed a fistful of the shirt Kanda wore and dragged him back, effectively planting his lips on the black cat's. Lavi's firetruck red hair covered his eyes and the tips brushed Kanda's forehead.

Komui's gonna kill me for this, Kanda reminded himself. But he couldn't find it in himself to care.

Whatever.