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xS.H.O.T.-.T.W.O.-.T.I.M.C.A.M.P.Yx
x.4.3.4.-.W.O.R.D.S.x
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Kanda, often, got ticked off at the sight of the golden golem following the Moyashi around.
No, he wasn't jealous. Either that, or he was in denial.
Heavy, falling hard, denial.
And he bet that the stupid gold golf-ball knew too. Once, he saw the golf-ball sticking its tongue at him.
Another time the golf-ball had flown around the Moyashi's head when he was nearby, getting a laugh from the Moyashi. He grimaced. One day, he would get his revenge, and it would be sweet.
One day, he was planning his revenge, when a knock was heard on the door.
Kanda got out of the shower, putting on his undergarments and pants on. He left his shirt unbuttoned.
And lo, behold, Allen was standing in front of the door, in a shirt that was much too long for him.
"Uh… Kanda… Tim… apparently…" Allen stammered, blushing red at the sight of Kanda's unbuttoned shirt.
"Spit it out, Moyashi." Kanda rolled his eyes.
"Uh… Tim… took my pants and my clothes… I can't find anything to wear… All that was left was this shirt… it's… way too big… so I thought… if I could… borrow a pair of your pants…" Allen stuttered.
"Why?" Kanda asked, smirking.
"…I don't have… anything on… except for this shirt… I took a shower and Tim snatched my clothes… all of them. Lavi's on a mission and I can't ask him. I can't really go to the Science Department and ask for pants; they'll all stare at me. So I thought… you could…" Allen trailed off.
"In. Now." Kanda pointed to the confines of his room, and Allen dumbly followed.
Allen said uncomfortably in Kanda's room, on the bed, squirming, because Tim had snatched his underwear, too.
He blanched when pants were thrown at his face.
"K-Kanda, how am I supposed to put this on, without any underwear…?" Allen asked, a blush on his cheeks.
"Underwear, Moyashi? By the time we're done, you won't need to wear any. In fact, you won't be able to walk for a week." Kanda whispered, making Allen lay flush on the bed.
-- No Lemons for Nayru –Apologizes- --
Allen lay sleeping, curled up against Kanda's body. Kanda smiled up at the golden golf ball, who was flapping around Kanda's head now.
"Hey, you, so you really are on my side." He said, before he laid his head on the pillow and fell asleep next to Allen.
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Nayru: I don't own D.Gray-Man. I can't write lemons due to my age, and lack of inspiration...
Linali: I could help.
Nayru: Yeah, you could be my ultra scheming partner! ...then again, I pass.
Allen: -Sighs- Reviews would be nice.