A/N: I'm on a roll with this story. It's weird how I'm inspired one day and then in a slump with a major case of writer's block on another. I was so happy with the amount of reviews I got. I read them all and I enjoyed each and every one. Anyways, please enjoy and review!
Disclaimer: I own nothing. If I did, there would be more Yullen and a lot more accidental bathroom and bedroom encounters...
Also, you get this update because I heard that D. gray man is going to be English dubbed! Normally I hate English dubs but I kinda want to hear what Allen and Kanda sound like...
"Hello, My name is Kanda Yu and I am in love with a Beansprout…"
Kanda was in a pickle. Yes, a pickle... Why? He swore on his life and precious sword that he only stalked, no wait... followed Allen out of comradeship! Really! Without him there, the beansprout would have drowned himself. And Kanda, being the ever so agile and cunning samurninja that he was, had found himself saving and simultaneously landing in a very compromising position with said beansprout.
He was currently in a bath, alone at night with a mostly naked and totally unconscious Allen in his arms. And if that wasn't enough incentive, he could feel Allen's lips on his neck. His bare neck.
So naturally he did what any normal person would do in this situation: Consult his inner voice.
You have him in your hands. Take him now! Take him now! Fuck him senseless! You know you want it.
Okay, maybe not. But again, Kanda was not one to freak out. He was an exorcist of the Dark Order, damn it!
Reminding himself of this, the raven-haired man took a deep breath only to realize that this was a horrible mistake. The smell of Allen's skin was intoxicating and definitely addictive. It was a mix of honey, lavender, and milk and although Kanda detested sweets he couldn't help but wonder how Allen's soft pale skin would taste like. It felt smooth and pliant under his hands-
"Oh god," he stopped himself in mid-thought with a look of absolute horror. "I did not just think that about the stupid beansprout."
The first thing he needed to do was get out and find some clothing for the white-haired boy or at least a towel to wrap around the small body before the child caught a cold. He was very sure that the beansprout brought some clothes in and they would be lying around somewhere. His gaze turned toward the younger teen using his shoulder as a pillow.
"You are going to suffer when I am through with you, moyashi," he growled and gently laid Allen on the floor before pulling himself out of the water and searching the changing area for Allen's clothing.
After twenty minutes of searching... let's just say that he was not very successful.
"Damn it, you stupid idiot!" Kanda cursed out loud, searching through the towels closet. "Where the hell is your fucking clothing?"
After five more minutes of fruitless scavenging, the raven-haired man gave up and peeled off his wet exorcist coat. It would be a hell of a lot warmer than just the small towel wrapped around Allen's waist.
He blushed a slight red, wrapping the soaking coat around the cursed child's pale body and picked him up. Kanda shifted his arms to that his hands supported Allen's thighs and the boy's silvery white head was lying on his shoulders. Allen shivered and shifted slightly in his sleep but did not wake up to the swordsman's relief. He put the hood of the coat over the other teen's head just in case they met anyone.
Sneaking out was the hard part. He was positive that no one would be out this late at night and prayed to the gods that he would not bump into anyone. After deeming it safe, he ran with his arms wrapped securely around Allen to his room.
And no, he was not thinking of locking the child in the room and ravishing him. He was Kanda Yu for Pete's sake! He didn't have those thoughts!
You want it just as much as I do! Don't deny it! He's unconscious, dammit! Do something!
Okay, at least the sane part of him didn't think those thoughts and like hell was he going to act on something his inner monologue, the one he believed as crazy, had told him.
"Yu-chan!" a voice called from behind him. Oh hell no. Now was definitely not the time for this. "Yu-chan! Wait up! Why are you running? And what's that in your arms?"
He ran faster with the insane rabbit at his heels.
"Go away, baka usagi!" he yelled over his shoulders, giving his famous death glare.
"Not until I find out what you're holding!" the redhead known as Lavi called back both confused and cheerful. Lavi had a pretty good idea what Kanda was holding but he wanted to see it with his own eye(s). It was pretty obvious with the strands of snow white sticking out of the hood and the small pale feet dangling from the coat. There was only one person he knew that was that pale.
"Stop following me or I'll slice you with Mugen!" the longhaired man shouted, anger and annoyance burning in his cold eyes.
"But you don't have Mugen on you!" Lavi called back.
Kanda's hand went down to his hip only to remember that he had left his sword in his room. He swore loudly and continued to run even faster.
The hood of the coat fell off as Kanda was literally flying down the hallways in a haste, revealing a small round face decorated with a red pentacle star. Lavi skidded to a stop when he saw this and grinned widely, giving up chase. It was all he needed to know. Oh, Lenalee would die of a fan girl-induced heart attack if she knew this.
Kanda rushed into the his room, slamming the door shut behind him and locking it securely. He put his ear to the closed door and listened intently for footsteps. To his relief, none came. The rabbit probably gave up or he lost him. When he saw Allen's head though, he realized this was not the case and cursed himself for his stupidity. He was sure that rumors would be spreading like wildfire tomorrow.
Let it be known throughout the Order that Kanda Yu was carrying Allen, whom he claimed he hated with his entire being, around naked! Courtesy of your neighborhood friendly Bookman!
His attention turned to the younger teen on his shoulders and he set him down on his bed, ignoring the fact that his bed sheets were getting wet.
Kanda pulled his coat off the cursed child's shoulders and shivered when he came in contact with the boy's cold, wet skin. Allen needed to be dried and dressed before he caught a cold and sick. And Lord knows how he hated weak sick people especially Allen.
Denial. You know you love him.
The voice was at it again, telling him bullshit about his hidden desires for the pale boy. Che, as if he had any.
Yes, you do! You want to jump him now. Come on, you're a healthy growing male and you have him in your hands. You want him. Don't deny it!
Pushing away said inner monologue, he steeled himself for the task that lay ahead: Undressing the boy and drying him. His dark blue eyes wandered around the body before him. Creamy white skin and well-formed yet subtle abs greeted his vision. Allen's thighs were slender and smooth, unblemished and very feminine looking. His eyes trailed upward but he stopped himself just barely before he could go any further. He would not fall into temptation no matter how perfectly delectable Allen looked.
The older teen went into the bathroom and stripped himself of his wet clothing before putting on a fresh shirt and pair of pants. He collected a towel and some of his old clothing he hoped would fit the younger boy from the bathroom and sat on the bed next to Allen.
Kanda pulled the unconscious teen into his lap and rubbed the towel gently over the smooth expanse of the boy's chest and neck, both drying and warming him at the same time.
"I am doing this because the stupid moyashi can't be alone by himself for one second," he muttered under his breath every time unwanted feelings or thoughts popped into his head. He could not, however, stop the blush creeping on his face as the towel went lower to dry the cursed exorcist's navel.
And Allen was not making it any better. Although he seemed to be asleep, he was making soft moaning sounds and shivering ever so slightly that drove the older man nearly insane. Was he trying to make this harder on him?
He stopped and set the towel down once he made sure that Allen was completely dry. But then he hit a dilemma. How the hell was he going to dress the boy? And remove the towel around Allen's waist while preserving what little self-control he had left?
Kanda turned red at the thought and pulled on the button-on shirt first. Allen whimpered when his hands came in contact with his waist and Kanda jumped at the sound.
Dear heavenly lord... he fucking sounds delicious. Take him! Take him! H-Hey... what the hell are you doing? ARGH!
He allowed himself a small malicious smile when he effectively shut up the voice in his head and pushed it into a small corner in his mind.
The raven-haired man turned back to Allen's waist and took a deep breath.
"We're both guys, we're both guys..." he chanted in his mind when the towel slipped off the boy and he quickly pulled on the shorts around Allen's slim waist without looking.
And at the same time, Allen finally woke up from his coma/sleep/fainting spell.
"Mmn..." he yawned, rubbing his bleary eyes as Kanda froze in place. Oh hell... this could not turn out well.
Allen's silver eyes looked up into his blank sapphire ones with unhidden innocence.
"Kanda?" Allen asked, his voice very quiet. "What the hell are you doing in my room?"
Well, at least he didn't scream like a girl this time.
Lie! Damn it! Lie! You seriously cannot let him know you're crazy!
For once, the voice in his head made sense but being the nonconformist he was, he decided otherwise.
"Your room, beansprout?" he scoffed, trying to keep his cool. "This is my room."
Allen blinked slowly, turning his head left and right like a little lost child. His eyes went wide as he fingered the shirt and shorts he was wearing.
"Holy..." Allen muttered, staring at the older man with blatant horror and confusion. "D-did y-you...?"
"I didn't touch you if that's what you mean," Kanda glared. "You should be thankful. I saved your sorry ass from drowning."
The memories finally came back to the smaller child and his eyes went wider.
"Erm... thank you, but why am I in your room and why am I wearing your clothing?" he asked cutely, biting his lower lip. The swordsman blushed. Allen was teasing him and he knew it.
"Don't fuck with me, moyashi," he snapped and turned so the younger boy would not see his crimson face. "I'm more humane than you think. Like hell was I going to leave you there."
Allen processed this slowly. He blushed when Kanda had told him that. It seemed like the older teen did care about him a little. But he was still freaked out by the fact that he was in Kanda's room and wearing Kanda's clothing. The thought made his cheeks grow even redder.
"Erm... I'm fine now," Allen mumbled. "Thank you for saving me and I'll be leaving now!" He jumped to his feet and made for the door only to have a hand clasp around his wrist.
"And where do you think you're going?" Kanda's dark blue eyes sparked in the dark room. Allen let out a gasp of surprise as he was tossed onto the bed and a body covered his.
"K-Kanda?" Allen blushed, shutting his eyes tight when he met the taller teen's intense gaze. "W-What are you doing?"
There was no answer but he felt a hand run across his cheek, caressing it softly. It was a feathery light touch that sent flutters in the smaller teen's stomach and he unconsciously leaned into the gentle feeling. Allen hesitantly opened his eyes, staring in wonder at the man on top of him, straddling him and pinning his arms above his head.
"Kanda?" the white-haired teen asked again. "Why are you doing this to me?"
"Shut up beansprout!" Kanda shouted at him causing him to wince and turn away again. "Do you know how hard it is to stop myself from ravishing you every single time I see you? You're in my mind every single moment—when I'm training, when I eat and hell, when I fucking sleep! What do I have to do to get you out of my head?"
Allen stared at Kanda blankly. Was that a confession or was he dreaming again? He squirmed a little but blushed when he realized that he was in fact, very awake.
"It sounds like you're obsessed," the child whispered softly, a healthy red decorating his face. "Are you, Kanda? Are you obsessed about me?"
Kanda's eyes widened. He had the beansprout in his arms. He was on top of him and he had him pinned down. A calm realization came to him: He needed Allen. He wanted Allen and he wanted Allen to feel the same way about him.
Allen didn't know what to think anymore. His heart sped up and yet he felt calm despite the fact that he was going nowhere with Kanda's legs trapping his. Things were moving too fast for him to comprehend yet he didn't mind. All he wanted was to feel Kanda's warmth on and around him and he was getting just that.
"Innocence activate!" a muffled voice from behind the door shouted before it bent and smashed into pieces. A large hammer came into view before it shrank.
"You see, Lenalee-chan?" Lavi came in, crowing with joy. "I told you Kanda was keeping Allen here!"
Two people walked into the room leisurely as if they were not invading someone's privacy and getting an eyeful.
"Oh my," Lenalee gasped, eying the two boys on the bed with a mixture of embarrassment and hidden glee. "Are we interrupting something?"
"And Allen-chan?" Lavi asked suspiciously. "Are you wearing Yu-chan's clothing?"
"Lavi? Lenalee?" Allen asked kindly and smiled discerningly from his place below a stock still and hopping mad Kanda. "If you don't get out in the next second, I will personally kill you and throw your remains off this cliff."
Both exorcists froze. There was something about Allen's clipped tone and unnerving smile that made shivers of fear run down their spine. Black Allen was out and they would surely suffer if they didn't do as they were threatened. And then there was Kanda...
A sword suddenly embedded itself in the wall between the two.
"If you ever talk about this outside this room, I will shove Mugen down your throats," he glared. If looks could kill...
"W-Well, look at the time!" Lavi looked at a clock that was not there. "I must be going now! And Lenalee, didn't you have paperwork to do with your brother?"
"Y-Yeah," Lenalee nodded, swallowing a lump in her throat. "We'll see you two at breakfast... or maybe lunch?"
Lenalee and Lavi ran out, laughing madly at the scene they had just witnessed.
A/N: I know. The title is crappy and not something Kanda would say but I thought since this is a story on obsession, this would be something Kanda would be forced to say in a therapy session to get over his obsession and realize that he loves his lovely Allen/beansprout. I also covered the third part of obsession: Obtain said object or person of your obsession be it through force or willingness.
Anyways, review if you liked it!