My Heart

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Chapter Sixteen: Decided

Though Kanda knew that his time with Allen would be short, nevertheless he refused to allow anyone to bother either of them for the next day and a half.

After convincing (forcing) Allen to eat and sleep to his satisfaction, Kanda took her, in her wheelchair, to the public baths, which he had (forcibly) reserved for his use for a few hours.

Allen protested a little, but after a few sessions of being silently brow-beaten by the imposing man, she gave up and let him take control. This satisfied Kanda, who treated her to a mind-numbing full-back massage and a small plate of sweets straight from Jerry's hands. Apparently, though, Kanda was an expert masseur** and Allen instantly melted under his nimble hands.

Kanda's reasoning, though he said nothing about it to Allen, for utilizing the public baths was that it had been a long time since he had been able to take a proper bath and he was sure that a bath would do Allen some good.

When they reached the baths, Kanda allowed Allen to do absolutely nothing. Kanda began running hot water into one of the tubs, then turned back to Allen, who was still sitting in her wheelchair, half covered in a blanket. The blanket, as Kanda discovered, served several purposes. Without it Allen had almost no personal body heat but, while making her way through the halls of the Dark Order, it was used to cover her to hide her identity from anyone from Central, or from anyone who would let slip what they had seen to Central.

Kanda removed the blanket from her lap, folding it up swiftly and dropping it to the ground a few feet away. He kneeled before Allen, silent as he began swiftly unlacing her boots. Allen watched Kanda just as silently, quite curious as to the extreme change in her love. It was hard to tell at first, except when he would look straight into her eyes, but as she spent more and more time with him, she saw all the signs. The fact that he was knelt before her was a big clue. Seven months ago, though Allen could only reckon it as a few weeks ago, since the time passed in stasis made no effect on her, Kanda would not humble himself like this and would make her take off her own boots. Or, he would remove them hastily, in an effort to get...closer to the bed, for lack of a better term.

Now, he touched her every time he got the chance, skin to skin contact, as if making sure she were still there, or just there at all. She caught him watching her, eyes sharp, analyzing every move, flicking between her face and thin body, the bulge in her stomach and her eyes. He took her nearly every where he went, forced her to eat, gently but sternly, tucked in her blanket without thought, without saying a word. Allen had no issue with it, none at all, for it allowed her to be with him. It disturbed her though, to see the half-wild look in his eyes when he would reach out suddenly to grab her arm, gently of course. It shocked her to see the change.

It had only been a matter of a few weeks, in her mind, that she had been away from him. But for Kanda....A whole seven months, and then some.

A sigh escaped her lips, alerting Kanda to her gaze. He looked up, eyes alert for any problem.

"Moyashi?" he questioned.

"It's nothing. I'm glad to be back with you, though." she said, reaching out to stroke the side of his face, hair brushing against the back of her hand. Kanda grunted wordlessly and removed both of her boots. He whipped off his coat and folded it up to deposit it on the slowly growing pile.

Leaning close to Allen, he pressed his lips carefully against hers, sliding his hand up to her neck, massaging the skin there with deft fingers. He broke off the kiss and leaned his forehead against her, his breath coming with some difficulty. Allen could feel him shudder lightly and exhale in what sounded like relief.

Suddenly, the weight of what Kanda had suffered under for seven months became apparent to Allen. Somehow, she could feel his pain, his worry, and nearly gasped. Her heart ached in response and she did the only thing she could; hold him close.

"Kanda.....Ohh...My BaKanda." she whispered, running her hands through his hair. She kissed him, bringing all his thoughts to the present, saying what words couldn't: I'm here and everything will be okay. Saying what words would undoubtedly fail to deliver properly. Her tired hands slowly but surely undid the buttons of his shirt, exposing his well-built, but lean, chest to her hands.

She brought her hands up to his shoulders and stroked the hard muscle under his skin, feeling some rather large and painful-feeling knots in the muscles. Allen winced. Last time she had felt the toned muscles, they had been smooth and hard, unblemished because of how the man took care of his body. But now, he seemed to be drawn tight to the point of snapping. Her heart panged in unvoiced sympathy as she lifted his face to place her lips gently against his. At first, he didn't react at all, simply absorbing the feeling of the kiss, but suddenly he took control of the kiss, as if he had snapped back to reality.

Kanda proceeded to remove the rest of Allen's clothes, being very careful. Reluctantly, he pulled back from the kiss to go check the water of the bath tub. Satisfied with the temperature and the level of the water, he turned back to Allen. Seemingly with no effort what-so-ever, he lifted Allen from her chair and very carefully carried her back to the bath. Allen wrapped her hands around his neck and licked a small line on the shell of Kanda's ear, making the older man shiver.

"I love you, Kanda..." she whispered feelingly in his ear. She played with his pony-tail, accidentally yanking it when Kanda took an abrupt step down into the bath. Kanda flicked his sharp gaze over at Allen after he felt the pull, but Allen just smiled, albeit a bit apologetically.

"Che..." he muttered, safely depositing Allen in the water. The water was hot already, and she had been cold to begin with, so she could not help the shuddering gasp that escaped her lips. Kanda panicked briefly, but once he saw Allen timidly flinching away from the water with her hands, he chuckled a little.

"Too hot for you?" he asked teasingly. Allen stuck her tongue out and yanked again on Kanda's hair, which she still had a hold of. Kanda whipped his head sharply, pulling his long pony-tail out of her grasp. Allen sighed a little, but shrugged, lowering herself in the waist-high water until it came up to her neck.

A little while later, Allen found herself sitting behind Kanda, massaging scentless shampoo into Kanda's hair, thoroughly enjoying herself. She listened to Kanda breathing deeply as he relaxed in the water. Her fingers massaged the man's scalp, working the lather into the roots of his hair. As she did, she allowed her thoughts to wander.

"In a few weeks, Kanda...." she murmured softly, moving her fingers through the long, dark tresses.

"What?" Kanda asked tonelessly.

"Well...in a few weeks....we will be parents."

"We already are," Kanda replied somewhat derisively.

"Ahh, well, yes. I suppose we are...But I meant officially. In a few weeks, our daughter will be born..." Allen's hands paused in her ministrations to touch her stomach. Kanda reached around without looking at Allen and took hold of her hand gently. Allen smiled at the contact, but when she looked back at the hair that she had been working on, she saw that it had fallen to the water, the suds already beginning to dissipate.

"Turn back around, turn back around! I'm not done yet!" she fussed, pushing Kanda and grabbing hold of the black hair. Kanda smirked and shook his head ever-so-slightly.

"Shut up, Kanda. This is the first time I have been allowed to wash your hair." Allen huffed, jabbing Kanda's shoulder playfully.

"This is the first time anyone has been allowed to wash my hair, so cherish this moment." Kanda corrected, swatting at her hand.

Allen finished with the soap and tugged Kanda's head backwards until all of his hair was in the water. She carefully ran her fingers through the black mass, getting all the soap out. She was so focused on her job at hand that at first, she did not realize that Kanda was watching her intently. He pulled up and turned around, still watching her. His hair dripped water down his face as he laid his hand on the side of Allen's soft face and leaned in, kissing her gently on the lips. Allen pushed herself into the kiss, opening her mouth to lick Kanda's bottom lip.

Kanda's parted his lips and pressed his tongue into her mouth, exploring the soft cavern with an almost desperation. He almost couldn't believe that Allen was back in his arms again. It seemed so long since he had found out that he was going to be a father. He was afraid that if he didn't pay attention, Allen would disappear again. He was terrified that that might happen. All he knew was that he would do anything, anything at all to make sure that she would never leave him again, and that he would never leave her again.

"You still have soap in your hair," Allen said breathlessly when they finally broke the kiss. Kanda chuckled deeply, surprising Allen. The rich sound of it made her skin tingle and her toes curl.

"What?" she asked.

"Che. Nothing. Finish up and get this soap out of my hair."

"Yes, master." Allen said teasingly. The tone of her voice and the words spoken made Kanda's lower stomach clench with desire

"Bratty Moyashi." he sniffed.

"That is not my name, BaKanda."

After Allen finished with Kanda's hair, the Japanese man pulled Allen around in front of him and held her in his arms, resting his chin lightly on her shoulder.

"Kanda....I have to tell you something...." the British girl said slowly. She felt Kanda tense behind her, his hold tightening ever-so-slightly.

"It is something that I only told Komui and asked for him to keep it off record." she continued, still as slowly. Kanda said nothing, silently telling her to continue.

"I do remember...a few things...from when I was in the crystal innocence."

"There was a voice...A...child's voice that I could hear. It was speaking to me, telling me things that it knew."

Kanda silently breathed a sigh of relief, but still listened to Allen's words.

"I...think it may have been our daughter. I think that she is a mind-reader. And I think that that will be her ability."

"She kept telling me that...well...that soon my waiting would be over. That...something would be ending. It's hard to remember."

"But there was something else, too. In the beginning, I was in such pain. Something inside of me was crying out for something else. Like...like it would die without...whatever it was."

"I think it might have been the baby calling out for the Innocence. I think that she needs it to survive, like I do. Like how my Innocence keeps me alive."

"The Innocence that patched up your heart?" Kanda asked.

"Yes."

"She will be a conformer...." Kanda said softly.

"....Yes."

"Leverier can never find out."

"He would start breeding exorcists...." Allen said, smiling a little. Kanda shuddered a little, mental images no doubt the cause of it.

"Who would he try to pair up, I wonder?" Allen asked, not without a perverted smile on her face. Kanda shook his head, grimacing.

"Krory and Miranda?" Allen suggested. This startled a laugh out of Kanda. Allen giggled softly.

"Can you imagine?" She shook her head in denial.

"In any case, it would be years before Leverier could use her," Allen said, entwining her fingers with Kanda's. Kanda then wrapped his arms around Allen's waist, kissing her neck softly as water lapped at their skin.

"It scares me to think what he would do to her, Kanda...I don't want what happened to Lenalee to happen to my baby!" she said, her voice becoming more and more hysterical as she spoke. Kanda pulled her closer.

"I will kill him if he ever lays a hand on her!" Kanda growled. Allen turned a buried her face in his chest, tightening her grip on Kanda's hand.

A few hours later, Allen lay curled in Kanda's arms, sleeping silently. Kanda had his hand on the swell of her stomach, stroking the skin in awe.

There was a life in there. A life that he had helped to create. A life that was....his daughter. And he would meet her in just a few weeks....

Before that happened, though, Kanda was determined to make Allen his; legally, through the church, but secretly. She would retain her adopted name, and he his name, so that Central would be none-the-wiser, but she would officially be his.

**Masseur is a French word for a man who practices massage.

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