Author Note: Thank you for the reviews! I appreciate the input so much! Sorry about the late update, and also, I've changed my mind about the sequel, but after this story, I'll be doing an abusive relationship between Lavi and Allen that leads to Yullen. SHIP YULLEN PEOPLE!

Me: Lavi, will you do the honors?

Lavi: Ah, ah, dude looks like a la-

Me: Lavi!

Lavi: Sorry, Crowsnight doesn't own DGM or the characters, only the plot.

Me: The idea for this chapter also came from Cana99. On to chapter 19!

Situation

Chapter 19: Dude's Got Double D's?! Part 1

I move my hand and begin to fumble with the button of Kanda's pants.

Suddenly, his eyes grow wide and he moves back. I felt taken aback, "I'm sorry. We don't have to do anything if you don't wa-"

I'm cut off when my chest feels a lot heavier than normal and when I look down, my hair falls over my shoulder. Confused, I rush to the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind me. Expecting the worst, I face the mirror and gape.

My white hair was straight and probably longer than Kanda's in comparison. There was nothing covering my chest, and I stared. There was no way!

I had boobs! Not just like flat ones, but twice as big as Lenalee's. Pacing, I couldn't figure it out, the new weight making slouch slightly. Was this something that was supposed to happen? Was it just a side-effect of the pills? I was going to murder Komui!

Quickly, I check the inside of my pants. Nothing. I was a girl! The stupid lunatic had turned me into a girl! Hearing a knock on the door, I panic. The door was locked, but I couldn't stay in here forever. "Allen, are you okay?"

"I'm fine," I clasp my hand over my mouth. My voice was at least two octaves higher than normal, and Kanda definitely noticed. "Why is your voice higher?"

He said he would never abandon me. He said he would never abandon me. I repeat the sentence in my head over and over again, putting my arms over my greatly enlarged chest. Closing my eyes, I open the door, waiting for my boyfriend's reaction.

When nothing is said, I allow one eye to open. Kanda was looking me up and down continuously, not stopping until I said, "Kanda?"

"Why do you look like a girl?" he says, walking over to the bed. I wasn't sure if I should say that I was actually a female or not. Maybe I should just lock myself in the bathroom and wait it out. Maybe Kanda wouldn't mind.

There were too many "maybes" in the world. Screw it, I think, unbuttoning my jeans and stepping out of them before following him. He sits and I stand in front of him, only in my boxers, as he stares at my crotch. I feel so self-conscious, and I get on the bed beside him so he'd stop gazing.

The bluenette curses under his breath, swearing to kill the scientist we know is responsible, and darts to the door, pulling on a shirt as he goes. I barely catch the "I'll be back" as he slams the door behind him. I had a bad feeling about Komui's fate, or doom, as I sat there.

Wait a second, I was nearly naked sitting on the bed, and I'm pretty sure they would be back soon. Standing, I pull on my jeans and pick up my turtleneck beside the bed. There was only one problem.

I walk to the mirror, hardly able to breathe from the tightness in the cotton fabric because of the extra tissue on my chest. Maybe I would have been able to hide that if it weren't for the end of the shirt only coming to the top of my waist, leaving the bottom of my six-pack visible.

Sighing, I pull off the shirt, tossing it to the corner of the bathroom. What was I going to do? I couldn't just not wear a shirt, and none of my shirts would fit since that one wasn't even tight to begin with. I growl under my breath and stalk back into the bedroom, plopping down on the messy bed. The comforter generally stayed in the floor, since I got hot flashes and Kanda could keep me warm enough with his body heat. The sheets were at the end of the bed along with a fuzzy blanket I used from time to time, but really only needed it when my cold flashes got severe.

I really didn't want to sit with a sheet wrapped around my chest, but I couldn't think of anything else to cover up my new lady parts with. My gaze flickered to Kanda's dresser, and an idea popped into my head. I knew that his shirts were bigger than mine, because I may or may not have "accidently" put on one of his shirts on Thanksgiving.

Uncertainly, I kneel in front of the wooden dresser, pulling open the bottom drawer. All I saw was black and gray, folded neatly in little rows. Curiously, I pick up one of the fabric pieces, trying to determine what it was. They looked like shorts, but the waistband read "Under Armor", and I quickly drop the clothing, realizing I was looking through my boyfriend's underwear drawer. I slam the drawer closed and move to the next, probably blushing like I had got third-degree burns.

The next drawer was pants, and I move to the one above it, finally finding where he keeps his shirts. Kanda had a gazillion of these things! I rummage through them, trying to find something before he gets back. Looking through training shirts, dress shirts, and sleeve-less button-ups, I eventually find what I was searching for, a long-sleeved button-up.

I slip on the thin fabric, rushing to fix the buttons, but I kept having to push up the sleeves because they were at least four inches too long. The shirt was white, and wasn't the best choice since without a bra. I could see through it nearly, but I didn't have time to worry about that.

The door opened just as I sat on the bed, and luckily for me, it was only Kanda and Lenalee. Though, the bluenette raised an eyebrow at me when he saw what I was wearing and I blush, "None of my stuff fit, so I had to improvise."

He smirked, probably at my blush and said in an amused voice, "Let me guess, you started looking at the bottom drawer, didn't you?"

I didn't reply as I felt my cheeks reddened. Lenalee interrupted, "Okay lovebirds, do you want me to explain or not?"

I nod as she sat beside me on the bed, and Kanda leaned against the bathroom door frame. She said, "Well first, it isn't permanent."

Kanda and I let out a breath of relief in unison, waiting for the rest of the explanation. She continued, "The bad news is that it will stay like this for a few days. I already had a huge fight with Komui about it, but he can't take you off the pills without it affecting the baby. Plus, things like this might happen again."

"So you're saying that he might turn into a girl again," Kanda worded it more of a statement than a question. He was ticked.

She nods, "Among other things. The pills mess with his DNA, which means for all we know, he could turn into a dog for a week."

"Great, not only am I pregnant guy, I'm a pregnant guy changing gender," I state, unhappy with the situation. I glance at my chest, "How do girls stand these things?"

I press on one of the mounds with a finger experimentally, wincing when it feels sore. Lenalee rolls her eyes, "Don't poke it, stupid! We'll have to go shopping for your size."

"Don't you have one I can use?" I ask, not understanding why I couldn't use one of hers. We're best friends and I can't borrow a bra?

She gazes at me like I'm an idiot, "I know for a fact that your BF knows nothing about girls, and I think even he could answer that!"

"What's that supposed to mean?" Kanda growls, walking towards the bed. "I know plenty about women, thank you very much."

She giggles, "Good to know. Now can you tell me how many A cups there are?"

"One," he says and she laughs, "Poor thing, no wonder you're gay. No offense, but if Lavi only knew this much I would have dropped him a while ago."

He says nothing, but glowers at her. I feel left out of the conversation, but don't mention it. I really didn't need to since my stomach did it for me, interrupting the staring contest with a feral snarl. They glance at me and Lenalee says, "I'm not sure what to do about that, since it would be an awful dinner if Allen has to wear that."

"I'm not sure how to explain this anyways," I mumble, continuing to prod the extra tissue on my chest. Lenalee smiles, "Easy, Allena."

I look at her, "Allena? Really?"

"Yes, really, and don't complain. You're Allen Walker's twin sister, and you're visiting the European Branch from the American Branch while Allen's on a mission. That also means that Kanda can't act like your boyfriend though," she explains. Said boyfriend was not happy about this, "Like heck am I going to let that happen. I had to death glare nearly everyone in the Order to keep their perverted eyes off my Moyashi when he was a guy, and you expect me to stand by while they flirt with her?!"

"Him," I correct. Since when were people checking me out and when did Kanda start death glaring them? Am I oblivious to everything that happens to me? He mutters, "Whatever, at the moment you are a she if you hadn't noticed."

I roll my eyes, "No, really? I thought you cut off too much when you neutered me, gave me two tumors, and bought me some hair extensions, BaKanda!"

Even though his face was expressionless, I saw the blush creep up his neck when I said the words. He simply says, "An hour ago you were a guy, and everything was still there."

"Okay, girls, you're both pretty. Now, we need to go," Lenalee interrupts, digging in her handbag I didn't notice she had and handed me a huge bra. I stare at the thing. There was no way I could fit in this thing since it was so big, but I didn't really have another option, so I stood and walked to the bathroom. Before I shut the door, I say low enough so only Kanda can hear, "Kandy, Kitten isn't happy."

He smirks, "After dinner and shopping, Kandy will make it all better."

I smile, wink, and shut the door. It takes awhile for me to figure out how the clasp worked, and even then, I couldn't hook it. I felt so stupid, not knowing how to put on a bra right. I knew the only one who could help me was Lenalee since she obviously had done it more than enough times, but I didn't like the idea of leaving the bathroom with loose cups, straps that were too long, and one hand holding the clasp.

Taking a breath, I open the door, peering around the edge. Lenalee was sitting on the bed next to Kanda, who must have moved from the wall to the bed. As soon as the door opened, two pairs of eyes were on me, and I sheepishly say, "Lenalee, can you help me, ple-"

"No. Absolutely not," Kanda interjected, glaring at the pig-tailed girl next to him. She returns the look, "Relax, it's not like I'm going to hit on him. I have a boyfriend, and at the moment, I'm not into him because he's a girl on top of that."

"Please, Kanda? I feel stupid like this, and I can't get the clasp," I plea, giving him a puppy dog face. Unfortunately, he's unfazed by it and shakes his head.

I feel a yawn coming on and plea one more time before letting my mouth gape in the action. When I open my eyes, my boyfriend is looking away from me, a vein popping out of his forehead as he mutters, "Fine, but it better take less than two minutes."

I smile and Lenalee hops up, closing the bathroom door behind her. As I turn and bring my hair over my shoulder, I feel her warm fingers moving along my back until I hear a click. She says, "Okay, it's on. I got to say that the yawn did the trick."

I tilt my head in confusion, "What do you mean?"

"You mean you didn't yawn to make Kanda let me fix your bra?"

I shake my head and pull on Kanda's shirt, fixing the buttons, "No, it was just a yawn."

"Well, you look adorable when you yawn, and Kanda thinks so, too," she states, opening the door. When we exit the bathroom, something small and black hits my chest and I barely manage to catch it. I examine the soft thing and realize it's a hair tie. The owner of it had laid back down, a book in his hand. Quickly, I put my hair up in a ponytail like his only mine was looser and ran down my back.

I sit beside him and wrap my arms around his waist, pressing my face into his chest. Setting his book to the side, Kanda arms encompass my waist, "I want you back in two hours, okay?"

I nod, "Okay. Since when did you get all protective?"

"Since I made love to you the first time," he whispers so low only I can hear. I correct, "As in, since I tried to kill myself."

He closes his eyes and takes a breath, "Yes, I just don't like to think about it like that. I still don't understand how you take that so lightly."

"It's not that," I say. "I don't think about it as a bad thing that I did that, because it led to this. Suicide was something that haunted my thoughts since I got to the Order, and you were the only one that could convince me otherwise. Now, I have two people that love me, and I live for them, not myself."

He opens his eyes again and looks down at me, running his fingers through my long hair, "I want you to live for yourself by the time the baby is born. You can't live with me and the baby as your crutch, because there are going to be problems in this relationship."

"What?" I ask, not understanding what he meant. Did he mean he was only staying with me because of the baby? I push myself up, gazing down at Kanda, "What do you mean by that?"

He holds my gaze, "I mean that in every relationship there are always problems, no matter what. It's an impossibility. I don't want to ever get in an argument with you, walk out the door, and when I get back, find you on the floor with an empty pill bottle in your hand."

Finally, I have to break the eye contact, looking at my hands. I give him a kiss and stand, "I'll be back in two hours."

He nods and I walk out the door, finding Lenalee sitting outside the door, head in her hands. I could see her shudder and kneeling down, I ask, "Are you okay, Lenalee?"

She raised her head up and looked at me, her face wet with tears and her voice cracked as she answered with a question, "Did you really do it?"

I tilt my head, "What did I do?"

"Did you try to commit suicide?!" she shouted at me. She heard what I was saying to Kanda. I was such an idiot! Looking away from her demanding face, I nod, "Yes, the night I got pregnant. Kanda found out I…"

"What?"

Should I tell her? She was already upset, but I didn't want to lie, not anymore. I reply, "He found out I was a cutter, and I thought he hated me, so I got some sleeping pills…he saved me."

"Oh gosh, Allen," she whispered. I knelt beside her as she cried, and she clung to me, her face in my enlarged chest. Holding her, I said, "I'm not anymore."

"I didn't notice. The turtlenecks during the summer, and the scars on you when I saw you went into surgery, I never thought about it," she cried, the words slightly muffled by my chest. I soothed, "It's not your fault. I didn't want anyone to know, or else you would have been first to know. You're my best friend."

I hated it when I made Lenalee cry. It made me feel like I'd committed a horrible crime, which I guess it was at the Order. After a few more minutes, she was composed and we didn't talk about it at all on the way to the lingerie shop.

Author Note: Sorry about the late update! The next chapter will be out by Monday, possibly Sunday. I really want to hear what you think, and I'm making a list of side-effects of the pills, because one of my friends can't think of any and the other only wants it to involve skittles or ice cream coming out of Allen's ears. *Shiver*. Anyways, please, Please, PLEASE R/R.