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Allen was tired one day.
It really wasn't his fault, the dark confines of his room was scary, even for a boy of 15.
He didn't miss anything, like a pillow or anything, he just missed… Mana.
He missed the comfort of someone's warmth, to make sure that he was okay. Allen didn't like waking up in the middle of the night to find no one there to comfort him.
That day, Allen was sent on a mission with Kanda.
"Che, hurry up, Moyashi." Kanda said, jumping onto the train.
Allen didn't have the energy to fight back, which made Kanda raise an eyebrow in surprise.
They jumped onto the train, and were sent to their reservation in first-class.
Allen had sat by Kanda, for some reason, Kanda didn't know.
And then the boy had laid his head on Kanda's shoulder, effectively falling asleep, curled against Kanda's body.
First, Kanda wanted to smack the boy and push him onto the floor. But he noticed that the boy was asleep, and he had heard about Lavi pushing Allen off the seat in the train once and the said boy had stayed asleep.
So, he just let Allen sleep like that.
And then the boat had turned, making Allen fall off Kanda's shoulder and right smack into his lap.
Correction: A certain part that shouldn't be said around the immature.
Kanda twitched, but he had found another interest: the Moyashi's hair. It was soft, like snow, and it was shiny.
The two boys left the train, Allen feeling refreshed as ever.
"Oi," Kanda said over his shoulder.
"Yes, BaKanda?" Allen asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Warn me next time when you use me as a pillow." Kanda smirked.
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Nayru: Still don't own DGM.
Allen: -Looks on a sheet of paper- Nayru is in a rush today to get on her game so she won't reply to reviews until tmr. THank you and hope you review this story!