I'm so excited! I read the responses from you guys and the majority of you wanted yaoi. Just goes to show: Writing important things in CAPS get's it read. For anyone unhappy with this decision, it's been fun and I hope you keep reading this story. Sorry for the note, no matter how short it is! Anyway YES to yaoi and let the story continue!

Disclaimer: I do not own Ao No Exorcist or D. Gray-Man.

Warning: Mention of a lucid dream and masturbation. Small description as well.

Chapter 11

Kanda was thoroughly kicking himself at breakfast the next morning. Moyashi was trying not to look at Kanda and draw attention to himself, but this only really helped the opposite and now Kanda couldn't help but glance at the sprout. He only had himself to blame after all. He should of locked the door, had a blanket over his lap, had his back to the door, or anything really! Kanda felt his face flush at remembering what happened last night and just a few hours ago.

Kanda had been completely dazed after the moyashi had exploded in his face. After taking a couple minutes to gather his wits, he stumbled to their room and took a shower to clean himself of the soot that had formed from the explosion. Taking inventory of only a few scratches here and there, the Second Exorcist went to sleep. This happened to be his first problem.

His dream had been lucid in nature about a certain white-haired comrade which left him with healed scratches and a little problem when he woke up. Not that it was little or anything, which made it all the worst when Moyashi just barged into the room without a warning. However, it was the sprout's room too, so he couldn't blame him. It really was his fault for not doing anything to prevent this type of situation from happening.

So, there he had been: trying to take care of his problem and Moyashi standing right in front of him. It took a couple seconds for the information to process in both of their minds. The sprout stood there where his eyes darted to Kanda's 'little problem' making him turn a deep red, making blood rush to the Second Exorcist's face as well. Doing the only thing Kanda could think of, he pulled a blanket over himself and curled up underneath it. He heard no sound from outside the blanket and peeked from under the polyester hiding place, only to see the moyashi standing there and watching him with a confused look. He stiffened and lowered the blanket back over his sight.

"M-moyashi," Kanda stuttered from underneath the blanket, "Would you get the fuck out, please!?" This prompted a small gasp from the sprout and footsteps toward the door, where he heard the door quickly open and shut before the footsteps hurried away. Kanda almost considered forgetting everything that day and staying hidden under his blanket before reluctantly taking a very cold shower, getting dressed, and head down for breakfast.

The Musician darted his eyes over to Kanda then back to his mountain of plates that Ukobach had made for him. Kanda copied the same eye movement seconds later. Yuri sat in front of the two, looking between them. It was obvious they were acting strangely towards each other from Yuri's current position and she wondered why briefly.

"Umm..." started Yuri, catching the two beings attention, "Did something happen last night, because there was a rather strong explosion..." The two responded with a small shake of the head with a light blush. "A lot of ruckus this morning too..." This made the two turn dark red and shake their heads harder. Yuri was about to call them out on the obvious lie, but realized it was almost time for her classes at the academy to start. After wishing the two beings a good day, she left for her classes. Kanda bolted from the room as soon as she closed the door behind her, leaving the Musician to think.

What was Kanda doing earlier today, the Musician thought to himself. The hybrid, who was indeed the apprentice to the most legendary womanizer in history, knew nothing about any sexual acts whatsoever. Cross had not been one to teach his apprentice anything, not even stuff he was interested in like women or sex. Thus, Moyashi had no idea what Kanda was doing that morning nor why he was avoiding him. Was he embarrassed because he was self conscious? He really shouldn't be. GAHH! What am I thinking!? True , Kanda is good looking, but NO! Thinking about him that way just isn't right! Right?

I really wish I didn't share a mind with you right now, Neah stated unhappily, It's painful to hear all this right now and don't even get me started on the images! Why is IT engraved into your memory!?

Neah, thought the Musician as he ate some more food, do you know what Kanda was doing?

Well, I do. I'm shocked you don't though and I'm not inclined to tell you.

Why not!? This is killing me! He's running from me and I don't even know why!

I will keep some part of you innocent, my nephew! I won't let your mind become tainted from Kanda's wicked actions! Stop thinking about IT, PLEASE!

Fine! I'll ask Kanda myself, so HA! How do you like THAT, Uncle?

I'm torn... Should I panic about you losing your innocence or squeal because you called me Uncle...? What should I do!? More importantly, why are you hung up on this?

Well, I want to understand what happened. I feel like I intruded on something.

You could say that again...

The Musician shook his head at Neah's retort, thanked the stove demon for the meal, and left to find Kanda. Slowly, he checked up and down the entire dorm but found him nowhere, which left him peeking out the the double doors that led to the outside world. On the bottom stair just outside the door was Kanda, a frown on his face as curious students scurried passed him. The Musician wondered why Kanda would be out here and figured he was outside for fresh air. The Musician slipped outside and walked down the steps, sitting next to the Second Exorcist.

"Kanda," asked the hybrid, "What were you doing this morning?"

Kanda's eyes widened when he heard that. The sprout did not know what he had been doing, which made no sense. Wasn't his Master Cross?! The Cross who was known for alcohol, women, and violence? Now after thinking about that dream where he had the moyashi in his lap, begging for it, he felt not only dirty but wrong in a pedophilia kind of way, despite the fact the sprout was 50 years older than him. The moyashi was so innocent and clueless it made him feel absolutely terrible no matter what his age was!

Kanda quickly dodged the question with his own, "Can we discuss this is private later? I'm worried about this lecture."

The Musician nodded when he heard that Kanda was worried before smiling at him, "Don't worry too much, BaKanda. I'm coming as backup, remember?"

Kanda, however, was not only worried about the lecture, but the upcoming explanation he was suppose to give the moyashi. He wasn't a Sex Ed teacher or any kind of teacher! Oh well, thought Kanda, I'm just going to wing it. How hard could it be?

"Wait. What did you just call me?!"