SING FOR ME, MOYASHI

Summary: Allen Walker aka most-innocent-exorcist-to-walk-the-earth loves…singing. Hang on, singing isn't his only fetish. A certain dark blue-haired Asian keeps haunting his mind. Oh, poor Moyashi. What's a guy to do when he's just trying to seek a little attention from…KANDA!

Disclaimer: No, I don't own any of these characters. I wish!

I wrote this out of wackiness so don't hate me for making the characters a little crazy. I love this shipping and really wanted to try out something new. Just a simple, lighthearted story! Pease read and review! Thanks.

CHAPTER 1 – NAKED ALLEN IN A DOOR RUG.

"MOYASHI!"

"AHHHHHH!" the white haired teen shouted in utter horror and dismay. He quickly grabbed the towel that was hanging behind the bathroom door and struggled to keep his naked body covered. The towel was not big enough to cover a 15 year old. After all, it was not a towel at all - a door rug, to be exact. He had misplaced his 'real' bathroom towel. Thus Allen had to steal it from the cupboard that stored doormats and floor rugs. But of course, he had so carelessly mistaken it for a bathroom towel. This mistake will haunt him for the rest for his entire life. Not just because it was plain embarrassing. But because Kanda Yu was staring at him… Like excuse me? Exorcists do not run around naked with a towel barely enough to cover the (ahem) private parts. Humiliation, I say!

"Kanda!" Allen felt a flush of redness creeping up his cheeks. No, it was understatement - his entire face turned red.

The dark haired teen scrutinized the younger exorcist with a mocking look plastered on his face. He gave a small 'hmph' and folded his arms.

What? Was he checking me out?

"Komui wants us at his office, NOW." Kanda drawled and began walking away.

What? That's it? Embarrass and leave me standing here, soaking wet like some lunatic. I think not!

"Kanda!" Allen shouted after his retreating back but quickly caught himself. What the hell was he thinking?

"You're not thinking of scolding him, are you?" His practical mind bubbled horrible scenarios.

Kanda turned around with flame practically burning through his eyes. Allen activates his innocence and Mugen comes crashing down with Kanda's first illusions. Allen's bathroom towel drops…

"AH!" Allen shivered at the mental image and shook his head fervently.

I'm just going to reason with him. It's not the first time he has entered the bathroom without knocking!

Oh yeah? Good luck, then. I'm off.

"What?" Kanda snapped and turned around at the pale looking boy. He wore his usual expressionless face. If there might be, it was an extremely bored and fuck-off look.

"Uh…" he stammered… just a little but kept a straight face at Kanda. He began to unconsciously run his lengthy fingers through his disheveled white hair. It was his usual habit when making important decisions or when he was uncertain what do to. Not that speaking to Kanda was difficult! It will be a disgrace to his inner pride if he let something this minor stumble his intelligence. There was no way Allen will let Kanda win this battle…no way…

"Nothing." Allen gave an unconvincing smile that could not fake anyone, least of all Kanda. He was, after all, one of the brightest and most shrewd exorcists on the top list. No offense, but it was impossible to lie in front of someone like that. If it was not his looks, it was the haunting atmosphere that forebodes dire consequences will pursuit should one lie to Kanda aka most-egoistic-bastard-to-walk-the-earth. But also, not forgetting, Kanda aka most-desirable-guy-to-walk-the-earth. It is hard to decide which holds the upper hand. Perhaps there was unstated law, but you are not allowed to lie in front of Kanda-Yu. You could be charged as an accessory to your own murder. So really, what was the 15 year old thinking when he called Kanda and decided to shut up?

You horrible beast! Traitor!

Allen gulped as he watched Kanda strode forward with a menacing glare. He looked at Allen from the top to bottom. A hint of mockery shone in his eyes. Feeling uncomfortable, Allen grabbed his towel higher and tighter. A part of his irrational mind thought that Kanda might just snatch the towel to humiliate him. Thus, Allen Walker found himself hugging to the white rug for dear life. It was the least he could do as a defenseless, wet and naked exorcist.

"What are you covering for?" Kanda smirked. "It's not like there's anything to see. You're not at my level, Moyashi."

Allen found himself turning a darker shade of red. Suddenly it felt like a gust of wind has just knocked him out of his senses. Or rather, to simply put it, Allen lost his sense of pride and integrity in just a split second. In the process, he has forgotten that he was speaking to Kanda-Yu. "If there's nothing, you wouldn't be a peeping tom. Or did you just conveniently leave your manners in your room?"

There. He finally said it. Or rather, there, Allen Walker is as dead as any other Akuma who crosses Kanda's path. He shivered, really. No, it was not the wind. It was facing the already hotheaded exorcist with a white towel for self-defense. Go Allen!

Kanda's eyes just grew darker. Allen was uncertain, but under the bright light, he could see a small tint of red creeping up his cheeks. Kanda Yu is…. blushing? THE HORROR! The sheer impossibility of it! Another mental image flushed through his mind.

"Um…I'm sorry..." Kanda replied in a soft-spoken voice. More red. More blushing.

"Good lord. Where do all these images come from?" Allen chided his mental thoughts. But of course, his inner demon loved that scenario. So really, Allen's imagination keeps his brain at top-notch. It was scary. Nice. But also impossible.

"I did knock. But you were busy entertaining your shower."

Allen nearly topped over his feet. "I what?"

"Really, I suggest you take your singing elsewhere where it doesn't hurt the ears." Kanda folded his arm and appeared in deep thought. "The cemetery? Or perhaps you can use it against the Akuma."

An atomic bomb practically exploded in Allen's eyes. If you were close enough, you could feel the flame burning through his body. His usual soft and innocent eyes transformed into narrow slits like someone ready to kill. It was scary, yes. Kanda shifted uncomfortably at the white haired teen. It was headline news if Kanda-Yu the-most-fearsome-exorcist feels scared of a guy in a door rug. What has the world turned into?

"There's nothing wrong with me singing!" Allen Walker shouted in utter defense.

So what have we learned today? Never criticize a Moyashi for his weird fetish of singing. It is suicide, I tell you. Allen has always loved singing since his mother's ovule and father's sperm fused together to form an embryo aka Allen Walker. But of course, biology is not the issue here. It was the matter of self-pride and passion. Yes, Allen loves singing and not going around hacking Akumas with his left hand.

While Allen was busy debating with his practical thoughts on how-to-fight-Kanda-in-a-towel, Kanda had propelled them backwards against the bathroom door. "Argh!" Allen groaned as his back crashed hard against the cool metal frame.

"Are you telling me you can sing?" Kanda asked with dripping sarcasm. His arms locked him around the neck and prevented Allen from escaping. He gasped and struggled hard. Kanda Yu was a tall fellow and Allen Walker is…well, short. So he was practically tiptoeing while Kanda kept him in an arms lock. Allen would have activated his innocence but his hand was holding on to the damn towel!

Curse you, white door rugs!

Allen quickly regained his composure. He also noticed the very close, very intimate position they were in. He could feel the heat radiating through Kanda's body. And suddenly, it felt suffocating and hot. Was it just him or the air was suddenly becoming very tense? He looked away in an attempt to hide his red cheeks. Oh god…Allen, actually, liked the pitiful and pathetic position he is in. It felt as though Kanda was holding him.

"Argh!" Allen closed his eyes in disgust. Kanda Yu is just not his type, although there is no denying that he really is an attractive male. His long dark blue hair framed his face perfectly. His dark eyes and lean figure give girls a reason to dream and drool. Really, Kanda might just be the next male supermodel for the Black Order. He could go around strutting in the uniform – making the girls blush and guys seethe.

Even though it was hard to admit, and not to mention that it was a blow to his small ego, but Allen admires the way Kanda carries himself. He always managed to keep a cool composure whilst battling. Unlike Allen who always act on impulse and often leaving himself in hot soup. To summarize it quickly, Kanda is a role model to fellow exorcists. He was something Allen will never be.

It did not take long for Kanda to realize the position he was in. He quickly released his grip from the blushing teen and threw a look of disgust. All those blushing were really getting on his last nerves. It was just not normal for a guy to blush! According to Kanda-Yu's list on being a perfect exorcist. Blushing is a straight no-no and a downright disgrace to manhood. Girls blush. Not guys. The End.

Kanda found himself asserting the white haired teen. He was, rather, amused by him. Allen is just one weird fellow. Where amusement is concerned, it is anything but a compliment. It only refers to mockery and humiliation. Hell yes, Kanda was disgusted by Allen. He remembered the way his fellow peers would joke about Allen's feminine looks.

"Hey, Allen, do you know that I almost mistook you for a girl when you first appeared at the door?" Komui teased.

Allen's face turned beet red. "I get that often."

"Really?" Lenalee asked with a worried look on her face. The rest of the gang continued their laughing fits. Allen nodded and Lenalee gave him a sympathetic look.

White haired. Fair skin. Big silvery orbs that were always filled with vigor and enthusiasm. It is puzzling where Allen gets his hyperactive and happy-go-lucky attitude. For Kanda, it is always the same old' monotonous day when he wakes up thinking whether it would be his last. Thus, it was hard to smile knowing your life lies on a very thin thread. It was no surprise Kanda hated Allen's happy and all smiling face, to some extent. He felt it was pretty hypocritical and…fake. But nonetheless, he could not give a damn about others. Who cares?

Allen appeared deep in thought and did not notice the dark haired teen's gaze upon him. His hair practically glowed under the bathroom light. Since Allen had jumped out of the bathtub, the water gave his pale skin an extra glow. Allen had wrapped himself with the rug like a sushi. His slender shoulders gave a little peek out of the towel. He was slim, not skinny - just the proportionate size for a 15 year old. But in comparison, Kanda was definitely taller and more muscular. His feminine size gave a tiny nudge at his emotions.

For a split second…he wanted to hold this small body in his arms and…

"What the fuck?" Kanda cursed loudly at his sudden urge to embrace the teen. He felt sick to stomach at the mental image. Puke. Faint. It was against his ego and basic principles. There was no way, in hell or heaven; Kanda was turning into a homosexual. And definitely NOT falling for Allen Walker. It was just not right. Kanda shivered for the first time in his entire life. It actually frayed his nerves. Thus, he found himself blaming on the stressful mission this morning. It comforted his big ego to some extent.

Stupid, Moyashi…

"I can sing! So don't tell me what I can or cannot do." Allen finally replied after a brief moment of awkward silence. His sudden outburst was pretty laughable. It sounded like a love declaration or some headline news of Fire!

"Oh, really? Prove it, then."

"Was that a challenge?"

"I've no time to entertain dimwits like you."

"FINE! I will sing at the dinner on Wednesday!"

"Go ahead but try not to…disgrace fellow exorcists."

DISGRACE?! By god, I'll show you, Kanda-Yu!

The two exorcists glared at each other. Neither of them was willing to remove their gaze. The scenario was too odd for any human's eyes. Kanda-Yu aka I'm-the-best-exorcist was having a staring-competition with naked Allen Walker in a door rug.