Companion

He stood outside the man's door again.

This wasn't something unusual for him and yet, he never had the nerve to walk in, or even knock. Which, all things considered, it was a little amusing; since he and that very man had long since breeched what it meant to be companions and had become something a lot more sinful. Allen's infatuation was no secret either and he'd been told countless times not to stand outside Kanda's door. It had gotten to the point where Allen was standing on the wall by his door to avoid his shadow being seen under the crack of the door.

He couldn't actually explain why he even did it. It was just a thing that made him feel better. To have Kanda close enough that he could get to him within seconds. That seemed to piss Kanda off, for whatever reason. The long-haired Asian man had scolded him harshly about leaving him to his privacy. Allen wanted to give him that, but he wanted to be close to him as well. It was a horrible combination of wanting and not being given.

The lingering wouldn't be for long. In fact, he would make it look like he was just passing through and at the first sign of another person he would be gone. He made certain to be absolutely silent and give no impression to the man inside the room that he was even in there. It was actually a little pathetic he admitted.

Stirring in the room made him turn his head. Kanda was usually sleeping around this time, when he was back from missions and not busy with any other stupid thing Komui would demand of him. So the sounds from within grabbed his attention. 'Is he awake?'

"Hnnn…"

His ears perked and he leaned closer to the wall at the noise coming from Kanda. The man was usually silent, making no unneeded noises and it was easy to even mistake him for not being in his room at all. But the noise he heard was without a doubt from Kanda. He's actually heard sounds similar to that before in…other situations. His imagination jumped a bit at the next noise that filtered through the wooden slat of a door. It was a bit louder and accompanied by the creak of bed springs that he was also familiar with.

'…Wait.'

The mattress dipped in that way that caused the spring toward the back to grind low. If his face wasn't pressed near into the wall, he might have even missed the sound. The way his bed sat, caused forward motions to make it sing unpleasantly. Which was why they'd usually either pulled it off the wall or…utilized it sideways. "Ahhnn…."

That sound again…what the hell was he doing? Was he dreaming? No…Kanda's dreams never turned vocal like that. In the times he had woken to Kanda's dreaming, he usually found the man doing the opposite of making noise like that. Those situations, he'd had to remind Kanda how breathing worked. This…was showing he was perfectly aware of breathing. The soft breathy pants he was beginning to hear made his face hotter. His mind painted a perfect picture of what was usually going on with those sounds.

The images snapped out of his mind when he heard muffled words, low and almost needy sounding and it hadn't occurred to him until then that Kanda might not actually be alone. It sent a cold chill down his spine when he heard more words, clear enough to hear; "Uhng…yes….there…."

His heart sunk in his chest for a moment, aching at the very idea that Kanda had pushed him away, possibly because he was busy with other things when he was away from Allen. That…bastard… His teeth grit and a different emotion covered up his growing hurt, bubbling to the surface with every other groan he heard and the screeching of bed springs—springs that didn't make that noise without full rocking of the bed.

That mother fucker…

He tried to will himself to walk away. To turn his back on it and just forget it ever happened, but the part of him that wanted to be the only one touching Kanda and making that man make those noises, overtook him and he turned his whole body toward the door. It didn't matter if it was locked; he fixed that quickly with the aid of Crown Belt slipping into the lock and unarming it. Throwing the door open, he stepped in and braced to have to fight.

"Kanda, you—…." His chest deflated and his shouldered dropped, standing in the half open door…staring at just Kanda. But…what?

The dark haired pain in his ass looked at him—upside down—from the bed. He was lying on his back, near in the middle of the bed with his legs up—settled on the wall. "Hnnng….ahhh. Harder…" He continued, making a bland face at the now flustered teen. In addition to the embarrassing noises he was letting slip off his tongue, his feet pressed the brick, sliding his bed enough to make the springs cry.

"…Y…you…you…" Allen's voice hitched in his throat as he watched Kanda's legs moving the bed frame against the wall. It was hypnotic how he his body created an illusion out of something that was not really as sexual as he was making it sound.

"I knew you were still standing outside of my fucking room," Kanda finally spoke with bored clarity.

"So you decided to make me think you were in here doing things?!" A growl nearly escaped the younger man's mouth and he slammed the door closed behind him. He was now agitated that he'd been tricked in such a way…to think Kanda was in here…possibly with someone else…

"You trust me that little, moyashi?"

"No…that's not…I…" Shaking his head, he narrowed his eyes and recovered from his bout of awkwardness. Kanda was not going to play that one on him and make him feel guilty this time. That was a dirty trick that would make anyone question it. He stalked closer, hand absently moving to fabric tied around his neck—loosening it and pulling it from his neck.

He stared down over the man who was still laid back on the bed. Those dark eyes looked up at him, questioning.

"…Kanda, you want to make those noises…I'll give you a reason to make those noises."

Kanda moved to make something of a protest but Allen was already looming over him, Crown Belt curling around his limps and clamping them together. The evil look glistened in Allen's eyes. He was just unsettled enough to be a little…outrageous and his hands agreed with his mental state.

"…Ah…Hey, fuckin….moyashi-…hng…a…aah…"

That will teach Kanda to make him worried for nothing.

A/N: There goes Kanda, being a teasing bastard.