Author Note: Thank you for the reviews. It means a lot to me that people take their time to read my story.

Me: Miranda, will you do the honors?

Miranda: Sure, Crowsnight doesn't own DGM or the characters, only the plot.

Me: Thank you, and on to chapter 20.

Situation

Chapter 20: Dude's Got Double D's?! Part 2

Lenalee and I open the door to the lingerie shop, and she pulls me towards the bra and sleepwear department. She hadn't talked to me at all since she stopped crying, and it was really bothering me, especially because Kanda wasn't this upset with me when he found out. I follow her as she begins to search the racks for my size, and I say, "Lenalee, can we please talk about this?"

"Do you think this will fit?" she says, totally ignoring what I just said. She holds up a beige bra to my chest, eying it before she replaces it and continues to rummage through the garments. It aggravated me to think she was practically disregarding my existence just because I didn't tell her I was a cutter and constantly pondering suicide. I mean, it is a big deal, but she didn't have to be angry about it.

She hands me a bra that read "DD" on it, and began pushing me towards the dressing room. Sighing, I lock the door after I'm inside and pull off Kanda's shirt and the gigantic bra I was wearing. I look at my reflection in the full body mirror. I didn't look like Allen Walker anymore, because I was Allena now. Truthfully, with all the scars, I didn't even resemble the Allen I used to be with the brown hair and a father. Putting on the bra to tame the beasts on my chest, I hook the clasp for once. Besides, I wasn't going to ask Lenalee anyways, regardless of whether or not I could connect it.

Luckily, the lingerie actually fit, and that scared me, since I personally didn't like the idea that I had double D's on my chest, but I was a girl after all. Would it feel different being with Kanda as a girl than a guy? Maybe I would find out later, but at the moment, I just wanted to eat.

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I walked back into my room, a bag containing a skirt, leggings, fitting sweater, a pair of boots, and two bras on top of the one I'd changed into. It definitely felt better in a bra that fit since my back wasn't hurting. Lenalee still hated me, but I was trying not to think about it. I dropped the bag onto my dresser, and sat on the bed next to Kanda who was waiting. I hadn't even laid back yet when he crashed our lips together roughly, letting his hands roam over my curves.

Even though I wanted it, I push him away softly. I wasn't in the mood after what had happened. "Did I do something?" my boyfriend asked.

I shake my head, "No…I…I…" I burst into tears, shaking profusely. Kanda didn't need to ask to know that it had upset me, and he pulled me to his chest where I clung to him. The tears pouring out of my eyes dampened his blue t-shirt as I nuzzled as close as I could to him, my fists balled up in the fabric.

He stroked my hair, "Shh, it's okay, Allen. What happened?"

The question hung in the air for a few minutes until I could gather the words though my cheeks were being slicked with fresh tears every second, "Lenalee found out."

"Found out what?" I could sense the utter confusion in his voice. He obviously wouldn't have worried about the topic for two years, so I didn't expect him to detect what it was. I whisper, "She overheard us talking earlier. She won't even speak to me."

His grip tightened around me, and I was grateful for it. I needed to know that I had someone who loved me regardless of my past, and kept it from being the present. I knew Lenalee was only upset and she wouldn't end our friendship, but she was probably furious with me for not telling her and with herself for not noticing.

I shudder, whimpering because the bulges on my chest were keeping me from being as close as I normally could to the bluenette holding me. To add to this, my stomach snarled, but I didn't want to eat. The only motivation for me to finally pull away from Kanda and stand was the baby.

"Are you okay now?" he asks as I retrieve the outfit Lenalee bought out of the bag on the dresser. I nod, "Yeah. Besides, I need to eat really badly."

I slip into the bathroom with the clothes, beginning to remove my jeans and Kanda's shirt. My face was red, and it took several minutes of sitting and splashing my face with cold water to make the strawberry stain dissipate. Eventually, I took the clothes out of the bag and began to pull them on grudgingly. The shirt was white and didn't bother me much since it was identical to Kanda's except that the sleeves stopped at my wrist. I personally detested the leggings because they were nearly impossible to get on, and were so tight I could almost make out the line of my bikini-style underwear Lenalee had also bought.

The skirt matched the leggings, the black contrasting with the shirt. My boots went on last, the slight heel adding to my height. The color combination was a little weird to me, white on top, black on the bottom, and a slash of tan from the agate charm around my neck, but it must have worked because when I stepped out of the bathroom, a pair of dark eyes were darting up and down my body.

"Dang, you make a sexy girl," Kanda muttered. I blush, and spin slowly so he can see my back, too. I reply, "Thanks, but I like being a guy better."

"Agreed." He continued inspecting me, and I tug down my skirt a bit, the shortness of it making me extremely self-conscious. Standing, the samurai slipped an arm around my waist and kissed me softly. I respond immediately, melting into the kiss and Kanda, and I press my body against his, my arms going around his neck. I have the urge to jump up and wrap my legs around his waist, but my stomach interrupted, stopping my thoughts of the pushy action.

To my despair, Kanda pulled away and started towards the door. Following, I attempt to hold his hand, but he swats it away, "Allena."

I nod despondently and pursue him down the hall, paying more attention to the glances I received from finders, male and female. It wasn't hard to notice the looks, and the fact that my boyfriend had his fists clenched and a vein popping out of his head. In another ten minutes, we sit across from Lavi and Lenalee at a table. The rabbit was confused and Kanda had to explain the scenario at my request though he did it like he was going to punch the red-head at any time.

"Allen, er, I mean Allena, is pregnant then because of Komui?" Lavi asked, still shocked. I can honestly say that I feel better now that he knows since he is one of my best friends. Through all of this, Lenalee stayed silent, not uttering a word. It bothered me, but I didn't say anything. I think Kanda noticed the problem between us and the effect it was having on me despite my cheerful demeanor, because ever so discreetly, he reached his hand out and squeezed mine under the table.

As soon as he let go though, a finder walked over to our table. He was about as tall as Lavi and had tousled dirty blonde hair. He looked at me and asked, "By any chance, are you related to Allen Walker?"

I nod, "Yes, I'm his twin sister, Allena. I came for a visit from the American Branch while he was on a mission."

"Oh, that makes sense," he says. "I'm Sekushi by the way."

My boyfriend raises an eyebrow, "Right and my middle name is Minikui. See, we can all play the opposite game."

Sekushi glanced at the sarcastic bluenette, "I assume you're Kanda. If I'm not mistaken you're also Japanese."

"Yeah, I am, and I can tell you right now my Moyashi is a heck of a lot more sekushi than you," he replied. "I suggest you keep your disgusting eyes off his sister, too, or else there will be a problem."

I was lost here. I may know several words in Japanese, but I had no earthly idea what "sekushi" and "minikui" meant. What was the big deal with the finder's name and Kanda's middle name? I glance over to Lenalee and Lavi who were looking back and forth between Kanda and Sekushi, sharing a bowl of popcorn that came from who knows where. The blonde says, "Who gave you custody?"

"Her brother told me to keep an eye on her, and I'm doing just that. Go hit on someone else's sister. I know, try that with Lenalee. I bet Komui will love the idea," the bluenette spat, glaring down the finder. "I can always get Mugen since he could probably convince you easily."

With the last threat, Sekushi turned and walked out of the cafeteria calmly, but I could see the underlying terror in his honey orbs. My boyfriend returned to his soba, curses flying from his mouth as I stare at him. Lavi begins laughing though Lenalee stays quiet, and he says, "That was some battle. By the way, what did those words mean?"

Kanda doesn't say anything, but instead continues to eat his soba. I really wanted to know, but I figure it could wait. Considering that he said the finder was the opposite of his name and then referred to me as sekushi, I figure it was probably something the rabbit shouldn't know.

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"I need a shower," Kanda states when we get back to the room. My ears perk at this and I say, "Can I take one, too? You said you'd make my issue better."

I can see the smirk on his lips as he enters the bathroom, not closing the door. Taking that as a yes, I grab my iPod and follow him in just to turn around when I see him start stripping. So what if I was still a little innocent? I close the door, and wait for the shower to come on before I begin to remove my clothes.

After I'm naked and Kanda is already in the shower, I scroll through my music. I always want music when I shower and I quickly ask, "Kanda, do you care what music I listen to?"

"No, but I detest Sixx A.M.," he replies. I didn't care for them anyways so I put it on a Breaking Benjamin album. I will not bow! I will not break! I will shut the world away. I will not fall! I will not fade! I will take your breath away.

Stepping into the shower, I wrap my arms around his waist, my new extras pressing into his back. "You like showers a lot, don't you?" the bluenette said, turning so we were facing each other. I nod, resting my head on his shoulder, and sigh, "Only with you."

He guides us into the bottom of the tub and after we sit, he switches the faucet so the tub will fill up. I don't want to let go of him, and I want to keep my face nuzzled into his neck forever. I knew in seven months though, these moments would be few and far between because we would have a little baby girl to take care of. It didn't bother me very much since I would love her. I whisper, "You'll love her, too, Kanda, won't you?"

He glances down at me, "Who?"

"The baby," I explain. He brings a hand up to stroke my wet, long hair, and replies, "Of course I will. You don't have to worry about that."

I exhale deeply, "I just don't want her to have to live like me. She deserves two parents, even if that means two fathers. I never want her to experience all the crap I went though."

"What do you mean by that?" Kanda asks, grief pricking at his voice. I keep my head down, not looking at him, "I was abandoned because of my arm, and then Mana found me. He loved me more than anyone ever did, but then he died and he cursed me for turning him into an akuma. I was buried in debt from Cross and had to go through heck to get out of it, just to be hounded again.

"Then I came here, looking for a better reason to live. You know what happened with that," I whisper, feeling a rough yet soft hand run over each of the claw marks in my neck from the night he found out about me. He replies, "I don't want that for her either, but you're stronger than you ever were then because of it."

I shake my head, "No, I'm not. I'm the definition of weak."

Kanda pushed me up off him, forcing me to meet his gaze, "Right now, what would you do if I handed you a razor?"

"I'd throw it," I say, not liking the question. He nods, "And what would you do if that had been six months ago?"

"Run it up m-" I cut myself off from saying, run it up my veins. His eyes flash with hurt and sorrow before they turn dark again as he nods, "Exactly. You've gotten stronger."

I wasn't in the mood to argue with him so I just nodded and dropped the matter. Instead, I find a new topic, "What did those words mean earlier?"

He smirks and replies, "Sekushi means sexy, and minikui means ugly."

I didn't understand the smirk until I remember what he had said. "Yeah, I am, and I can tell you right now my Moyashi is a heck of a lot more sekushi than you." Our earlier conversation forgotten, I blush furiously and look down, the thought of Kanda calling me sexy making my heart race. I change the subject off my sex appeal and say, "Why would someone name their kid 'Sexy'"

"Exactly, the jerk's a liar, and I can't stand liars," the bluenette said. I look up at him through my long bangs, whimpering. Lying was my best ability, and now he says he can't stand liars. That didn't help any.

He glances at me and realizes what he said. "Sorry, I didn't mean it like that," he apologized, putting a hand on my cheek. I nod, giving a weak smile, and take his hand off my cheek so I could kiss it. My iPod blasts the next album that comes up, "Even if I say, it'll be alright. Still I here you say, you want to end your life. Now and again we'll try, to just stay alive. Baby, we'll turn it around, because it's not too late, it's never too late."

As the chorus ends, Kanda pulls me back to him, crushing me in his grip. I didn't mind though, considering I listened to this song a lot to try and keep going. I always wanted Kanda to say, "Allen, it'll be alright. It's never too late."

He never did, but I prefer this anyways. I encompass his waist with my arms and he shuts off the water so the bath won't overflow. We had to drain some of the water, too, since we totally forgot about it.

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My eyes flutter open the next morning, and the first thing I notice is that my chest was flat. I bolt up, awakening the bluenette beside me, and he opens one eye halfway, "Are you going to throw up again?"

I shake my head and eagerly check under the blankets. Yep, everything was there. The only part about it that I regretted was when the pain shot through me when I moved my leg. Whimpering, I flop back down and say, "Sometimes, I really don't like you in the mornings."

"First, you're the one who wanted to try it as a girl, and on top of that in the bathtub. Second, I'm pretty certain you really like me at night." He smirked, his eyes remaining closed as he lies beside me. I mutter, "Jerk."

"As I said, it was your idea."

I mumble, "Whatever, I'm just happy to be a guy again."

"Me too, but it was inconvenient when you got another dream and I woke up with something poking me," he said. Did I mention how much I didn't like him in the mornings? I blush, and change the subject, "Anyway, it's nine so I have to leave soon."

He opens his eyes and turns his head to face me, "Leave to go where?"

"It's Saturday, BaKanda. Remember? I have the ultrasound today," I say, rolling my eyes. He nods, "Sorry, I forgot. When do we need to leave?"

I raise an eyebrow, "You're going?"

"And I'm an idiot? Of course I'm going. I'm the father, remember?"

I say, "I didn't think you would go."

"Oi, Moyashi, you're sleep-deprived," he mutters, rolling over, facing the wall.

"It's Allen, BaKanda! Why is it so much easier to remember during sex than at any other time?!" I growl, snuggling into a pillow since I was aggravated at my favorite one.

"Because it's easier to say, and doesn't take as much thought," he mutters.

I say, "Hmph, fine. I'll just have to call you Kandy from now on, no matter where we are. I know everyone will know who I'm talking to when I shout 'Kandy!' across the cafeteria."

In less than a second he blurts, "I'm sorry, Allen!"

Author Note: Yes, I realize the ultrasound was supposed to be yesterday, but cut me some slack here! The laptop belongs to my dad's work, and sometimes I don't get to use it at all because he has to use it. Anyway, I might get my own for Christmas. *crosses fingers*. Please, Please, PLEASE R/R! I want to know what you guys thought was funny, unnecessary, and who likes the Japanese references? I Will Not Bow-Breaking Benjamin. Never Too Late-Three Days Grace.