Wow…Well, I personally have no idea why I put this into the story, but I thought it might be fun. Anyway, enjoy and review! (By the way, I always write this before or while I write the actual thing, so even I don't know what's going to happen. hehe).

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Raucous cheer and loud partying could be heard through the halls of the Black Order High School. The clinks of beer glasses and the pump of loud music echoed in the corridors. The source of it all was coming from one tiny classroom. On the door was the label 'Class 3A'

Inside, the desks had all been pushed aside and somebody had lugged in some old and dusty couches. Patches of stuffing were sticking out in odd places and the brilliant red was now only a faded color of what it had once been. Despite that, the mood of the party was cheery and hyper, people packed in to fill all corners, even with non class 3A students. As people danced around, raising their arms up to the beat, and Komui cheered and gave beers to random persons, Allen was in the center of it all, sitting on one of the couches. His white hair looked slightly mussed and his skin was covered with a slight blush from the alcohol. It was hot and stuffy and a drop of sweat fell from Allen's cheek.

"Would you like another drink, Allen?"

Allen turned around. There was a girl standing there. She had golden eyes and crazy short black hair. Only about four foot five, she looked like a child. Allen dumbly stared.

Jane…Joh…anna? What was her name again? "Ah…Hello" Allen said politely, not wanting to show his temporary forgetfulness.

"Congratulations on winning." She sat down next to him, her body so close that the slightest movement caused her to rub against his chest. Allen dimly remembered that her name might have started with an 'R'.

"Oh…I did, huh?" Truthfully, Allen couldn't really remember anything about winning at the moment. He wasn't even so sure what he was doing here. "So…what did I-"Allen hiccupped. "-win exactly?"

The crazy haired girl giggled. "You're so funny, Allen. Here, drink up." She tipped some more beer into Allen's cup. The albino barely noticed, he simply stared at the couch, completely engrossed in the old and musty stuffing leaking out of it.

"You did the three legged race for the past three days, remember? It was hard, wasn't it?"

Road pushed in closer. Allen was pretty sure her name started with an 'R'.

"Yeah, yeah, I guess so." He took a drink from his cup. Somehow, he felt as if he was missing something. Silence filled, or as much silence as there could be with the constant music and the cheers from people in the background. Somewhere on the other side of the classroom, Komui was talking about giving an award to the best couple or whatnot. He might've been actually congratulating the winners of some competition. Allen wasn't sure.

"You know, Allen, you're so cute when you're dumb." Road said suddenly. Allen nodded, thinking now that her name might've been something along the lines of "Rotten" or something like that…no, maybe "Rain" or…"Road". Allen nodded again, feeling that "Road" sounded quite right.

"You really don't mind?" Road said.

Allen looked up, staring straight at Road for the first time. Had she said something? To be careful, Allen nodded his head. After all, yes is always better than no, right?

Suddenly, Road leaned forward and pressed her small lips on Allens. He recognized dimly that this wasn't what he wanted but was too slow to act on it. Finding no resistance, Road smiled to herself and pressed in deeper.

She tastes like…candy...and cherry chapstick, Allen thought…Not too bad, I suppose…

Still, Allen felt like something was missing. He wondered what it was as Road pushed him onto his back and climbed on top of him. Allen couldn't think anymore. His brain was too slow with beer and he shut down, letting Road do what she wanted, lost in the crowd.

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A hand turned the knob and the rain of water finally stopped. Pushing back the shower curtain, Kanda started drying himself and put on a collared shirt and denim pants, not bothering to button up. A large black tattoo was on the left side of his chest, stretching back into the shadow of the sleeves of his shirt. His long hair still dripped, but the Japanese didn't care, knowing it would take too long to dry it all up. Instead, he merely took a towel and wrapped it around his neck.

Right after they had passed the finish line, Kanda had immediately untied himself and, after successfully catching and throttling Komui, had retired to his bedroom. He hadn't even bothered to hear the announcements that they had won the first stage.

Unfortunately, Lenalee had caught him on his way to his dorm and had given him an invitation to the party that was currently going on. Kanda didn't want to go, but he knew that Lenalee could be very stubborn sometimes. She would want everybody to be there, whether they liked it or not. Sighing, he sat on his bed and covered his face with his hands.

He was reluctant to go because he disliked parties in general, but also because he knew that Allen would be there. Ever since that kiss, it had been very uncomfortable for the both of them, even more so because they were tied together and couldn't go even a foot apart. Every time Kanda glanced at Allen, the idiot Moyashi would blush and duck his head down. This only made Kanda embarrassed, as well.

Baka Moyashi! Why do you always have to turn so red when I look at you?! It's not wrong that I did that right?! I am allowed to act on my desires, right?!

He nodded his head slowly and glared nowhere, deciding that it was all Allen's fault. After all, why should he stop himself if he had a sudden impulse to, let's say, kiss Allen? There's no reason why he shouldn't, right? It was only right that Kanda should do what he could to get what he wanted. It's like all business in the world. One has to fight to get somewhere. Kanda nodded again, agreeing with himself.

And with that thought process in mind, Kanda heaved himself up and walked swiftly toward the classroom.

Unfortunately, Kanda walked in right when Road pushed Allen down to the couch. Although no one else noticed, too absorbed in the dance, he had immediately seen the head of white hair go under Road, before disappearing among the crowd. Shocked, Kanda stood still, interpreting what he had just seen, before pushing roughly into the crowd, determined to see why the hell Road and Allen were making out. A very ferocious creature seemed to be bursting out of his chest, pulsing with jealousy.

After a few moments of rough growling and shoving, and some curses from the other people, he finally reached one of the dusty red couches. Staring down, he watched Road slowly lick Allen's lips and press her mouth to his jawline. Kanda's temper flared, enraged that Road had kissed Allen, but even more so because Allen wasn't fighting back. Did the Moyashi really like her? Although Kanda couldn't understand why, he felt himself tearing up at the thought.

"Oi, Moyashi. What the hell are you doing?" Silver eyes slowly blinked and opened lazily. They rolled up toward Kanda. Road continued kissing, locking lips with Allen.

Looking closer, Kanda realized Allen's eyes were not focusing right and his skin was deeply red, as if he was blushing or…drunk. Kanda sighed, rolling his eyes. No wonder. Suddenly, he grabbed Allen's arm, dragging him up. Droplets fell from his hair onto Allen's cheek, making his eyes widen slightly at the sudden damp.

Road looked up at Kanda, having fallen from her straddling position on top of Allen. She glared. "Hey! What are you doing to my Allen?"

Kanda snorted. "Since when was he yours?"

She fumed. "Because we kissed, obviously! I know you like him, Kanda, but he's mine now. He didn't resist at all-"

"That's because he's drunk."

"-and I asked him if he didn't mind me kissing him and he said yes!" Kanda froze. There seemed to be no lie coming from Road's eyes, unlike usual. Shaking himself inwardly, he reminded himself that he didn't care.

"Whatever. But I never thought you'd be low enough to take advantage of someone who's nearly unconscious from drink." True enough, Allen was leaning on Kanda's shoulder, his feet practically falling from beneath him.

Road smiled evilly. "Well, at least I kissed him. He's quite tasty actually. Such soft lips and a super cute face." Her voice had a vindictive bite. "And he's student body president to boot. Beauty and brains. Too bad for you, Kanda. You haven't kissed him yet."

Kanda opened his mouth to say that, actually, he had, but stopped himself just in time. He wasn't going to get angry over a little fact like this. Road was only trying to hurt and work him up. It wasn't worth having everybody find out he had kissed Allen, anyway. That would just be too much. Instead, he che'ed.

"I don't care, Road. C'mon, Moyashi, let's go-"

"Kan…da? Is that…you?" Allen slowly said.

The Japanese stared. The albino was very close to his face, the Moyashi's whole body leaning onto his chest. Allen's senses seemed to be very slow, his eyes practically drooping from sleep.

"What the hell, Moyashi? Of course I a-"

But he was stopped. Not by another interruption but because his voice was muffled under Allen's lips. Kanda's eyes widened. Allen had kissed…him?! The Japanese's heart pumped wildly. He could feel the albino's tongue flicking into his mouth and the smell of stale beer filling his nose. Still, he couldn't help but appreciate how smooth and plump Allen's lips were, nor how, underneath the smell of beer, there was the sweet smell, surrounding him still, the smell of a flower. Kanda slowly closed his eyes, oblivious to Road's shock.

That didn't last for long, however. Uncomfortably aware of where he was, Kanda reluctantly broke apart, leaving a very dazed Allen with even more red cheeks. His lips looked very swollen, having kissed three times within a twenty four hour period.

Again, Allen staggered and leaned on Kanda's shoulder.

Road was speechless. Kanda smirked, saying, "Well, now I know. I guess Allen does taste very sweet."

The Japanese then quickly left the party, dragging Allen along. He could feel his cheeks starting to burn and being so excited, he didn't want anyone to catch him in this state.

As he walked outside the cramped classroom and toward the dorms, the crisp wind bit his cheeks and he could feel the fresh air inside his lungs. But he still felt hot. So he walked faster.

"Kan..daaa.." whined Allen. Kanda jumped; he had forgotten about him. Hastily, he let go of Allen's hand and walked a few feet away. Allen frowned.

"What…a' you doing?" His speech was slurred and the albino stumbled again, but Kanda quickly came up and caught him. Allen smiled. Although his cheeks were still flushed, his eyes had become more focused.

"I was…wondering…what was missing…and I couldn't remember…" Allen started. Kanda raised an eyebrow. What was the Moyashi talking about now? Allen now looked up, his eyes deadly serious.

"And when you came in…I remembered. It was you." He smiled and then gave a peck on Kanda's lips before resting on his shoulder. The Japanese started back and then blushed fiercely. Normally, he would have scoffed at how corny Allen sounded, but when it was involving him, he wasn't exactly sure how to react. Did this mean Allen liked him too?

But…the baka Moyashi is drunk…

Kanda sighed. It was probably just because Allen's sense of judgment was confused. There would be no way that Allen liked him, even if he hadn't refused Kanda yet.

But…Kanda thought. That doesn't mean I can't take advantage of him. He smiled evilly as he leaned down toward Allen.

Payback for kissing me, he thought, as he raised his mouth under the albino's neck. No one but him heard the loud groan that came out of Allen's lips that night.

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The next day, predictably, Allen woke up with a huge headache. Every little bird chirping, or the slightest movement in his body caused him to feel a horrible pulsing in his head. As he looked around his surroundings, he couldn't remember how he had gotten back to his room. Come to think of it, I don't even remember what happened at the party…

This worried Allen. However, he shrugged it off and started dressing for school, hoping fervently that nothing dangerous had happened, particularly to his virginity.

As he walked to class, Lenalee fell in step beside him. "Hey, Allen. Enjoyed the party?"

Allen nodded unsurely, having not remembered anything about it. "So…uh, was Kanda there?"

Lenalee looked at him, surprised, then laughed. "C'mon, Allen, you were right next to him. And don't try to hide." Her eyes glinted. Lavi must be rubbing off on her, Allen thought.

"Anyway, I saw you kiss him." The albino's eyes widened. "Now, tell me what happened when you left together." Her tone was dark and threatening. However, Allen didn't seem to notice. Instead, he was blushing hard, a crimson red quickly covering his face and neck.

"Eh?! I-I k-kissed him?!"

Lenalee's eyebrow raised. "What? You don't remember?" He quickly agreed, nodding his head vigorously. She looked down, muttering, "Oh my…"

"Y-you don't think…Kanda did anything, did you?"

"Oh, um, I-I…don't think so…" She had glanced at Allen, then quickly glanced back, having seen a quite noticeable hickey on Allen's neck.

"Well, um, bye!" Lenalee walked away quickly, feeling a blush on her cheeks, leaving Allen to deal with his own turmoil and confused filled thoughts.

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Kanda leaned his head on the desk, willing sleep to come to him quickly. As Komui chattered on about the mechanics of robots, he decided he'd rather be dead than listen to this idiotic talk about all of Komui's Komurin machines. The Japanese was incredibly grateful when the bell finally rang and the class filed out to lunch. Unfortunately, Kanda and Allen were told to stay behind to hear their second challenge.

Komui was leaning back on his chair as he looked up at the pair. He smiled and pushed up his glasses.

"Well, you know what you're here for, yes?"

"Che," was all Kanda said. He looked away, while Allen just glanced down and rubbed his head. An uncomfortable silence filled.

Komui frowned. "Really, what is wrong with you two today? Where's all the vitality and the warmth?-" Kanda snorted. "-Really, I thought you two liked each other."

"We do not!" Allen and Kanda shouted with such an intensity that it practically blew Komui's cap off. He smiled.

"My, that's the reaction I was looking for. Now, let's get to business! You two will be doing a play this time." He handed a packet to each of them.

"Each pair will be doing some kind of theme related to companionship. You guys will be doing…" Komui raised his glasses again and looked closer at his own file. "…Ah…well, um…Well, this is certainly…interesting."

"What is it, idiot Komui?" Kanda said impatiently.

"You guys will be acting as…eh he, a…a couple." Komui instantly put up his clipboard, defending himself for the incoming attack. However, it never came. When he looked up, he saw that Kanda was so surprised that he seemed to have frozen. Allen on the other hand was blanching so much, his skin was almost the pure color of white. That's when Komui noticed.

A small, red spot on Allen's neck. His eyes zoomed in, and once realizing what it was, he pushed back with such force, he fell off his chair.

"I-I had no idea-, no, I never expected you had gotten to that point already!" Komui said incredulously.

Allen's eyebrows raised at the sudden change in Komui's actions. "What are you talking about?"

"Y-You have a-a hickey on your neck!" Komui pointed towards the albino and that's when Allen realized what he was talking about. Quickly, he grabbed a mirror lying on Komui's desk, and as he saw the bite mark on his neck, he felt an incoming rush of blood come up to his cheeks.

"Eh?!" Quickly, Allen turned towards Kanda, his eyes deeply suspicious.

"Y-y-you bit me!" he said.

Kanda rolled his eyes. He had known this was going to come sooner or later. "Obviously, Moyashi."

"But, why?"

Kanda stared, surprised. Was he so dense he didn't even realize after all this? The Japanese sighed and looked down, embarrassed. If the Moyashi couldn't get it even after this, he would have to do it the straightforward way.

"B-because, Moyashi. I like you." Now incredibly uncomfortable, Kanda coughed and looked down again.

Allen stared, shocked. "Y-you like me?"

Kanda twitched in irritation. Hadn't he just said it?

"Yes, I like you. Like 'like like' you, Moyashi."

Allen sputtered. "But you're Kanda, I mean the Kanda! And," Allen added, remembering an important point, "-We're both guys!"

Kanda snapped.

"Yes, I know, Baka Moyashi! I have been telling myself that ever since the beginning! How we're both guys, how it would destroy my pride, to fall in love with a Moyashi like you, how I could even like anybody! Do you know how many times I've gone over this in my mind? I've told myself, 'You're too dense, too clumsy, too stupid, naïve, gullible'- but my heart pounds when I look at you. I can never get you out of my head, every minute my mind is thinking about you. Your white hair, your idiot scar, your deformed hand." Kanda's voice got softer. "Your incredible shortness, your cute face, your sweet smell; I love all that about you." He glared up at Allen. "Do you get it now?! I like you, okay?!"

Allen stared, wild-eyed, with a blush fast creeping up his neck.

Meanwhile, Komui was nervously wondering if he should be here at all.

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OOohhhhh, a confession. Wonder how Allen, our sweet little Allen, will react? Please Review! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE! Sorry for the lack of humour in this chapter. .dadadada, yeah, i'm a bit hyper at the moment.hehe