Me: Allen has five, and Kanda has one (I'm not sure if my mom counts though. Lol).

Allen: I'm gonna win! I'm gonna win!

Kanda: In your dreams, Moyashi.

Allen: It's Allen, BaKanda! Crowsnight doesn't own DGM or the characters, only the plot.

Me: Thank you, and on to chapter 34. PLEASE CHECK OUT ENDING AUTHOR NOTE!

Situation

Chapter 34: World War Walker: Dress-up

"Lenalee?" I ask the door as I knock, hearing shuffling on the other side. The door replies, "Is Kanda with you?"

"No," I answer, not understanding anything about the secrecy. All at once, the door opens and I'm pulled inside, the door closing again before my butt hits the floor. Slightly jarred, I glance around, met by three pairs of eyes: one emerald green, one honey, and the other purple. I groan, "What was that all about?"

Lenalee offered her hand to me and pulls me up, "Sorry, we don't want anyone to see the costumes."

"Costumes?!" I exclaim, scared to death. I wasn't wearing a costume through the Order! Foxy walked into the closet while sarcastically saying, "Thanks. They're actually my originals, all handmade by yours truly."

Shaking her head, Fou sits on the bed, legs and arms crossed, "For the record, I was dragged here for approval."

"Why?" I ask. "I didn't think you care about fashion."

"I don't, but pig-tails here wanted a different aspect. The only reason I agreed was because I know Kanda relatively well, especially the way he thinks," she says, looking at me to tell me she meant she knew the exorcist his brain came from. I shiver at the thought, but freeze as Foxy comes back out of the closet holding to outfits. One was a Playboy bunny with a bikini style clothing set before there was a strip of leather connecting the bottom to the fishnets and leather boots, complete with floppy, white ears and a fluffy tail. The second wasn't as bad, I guess. The "shirt" was a black crop top with "I Love my Sadistic Seme" written in white on it. The bottoms were the shortest jean shorts I'd ever seen, and I think that they were closer to denim underwear than shorts. Fishnets came out the "legs", and the shirt was long-sleeved and super tight. What did I get myself into?

"Which one do you like better?" Foxy asks, raising one and then the other like she was weighing them. Lenalee chirps, "I want the second one for myself! But if I had to choose for Allen, I'd have to go with the bunny."

"The second one definitely shows plenty of skin while still emphasizing the covered areas, and the words convey that Allen is willing to do whatever he's told like he's Kanda's ho, but his hips aren't wide enough to pull off the jean shorts," Fou analyzes. "The bunny however shows control in a very submissive way, almost like he's a Badbutt Uke instead of a Dramatic Uke. Kanda won't like anything that takes away his power, but if you change the ears and tail to a cat, he appears much more innocent, especially if he used fake handcuffs to bind his hands in the front, drawing attention to what he has to offer."

The three of us stared at her as we processed the information. She shrugs, "Trust me, I don't know why they put that kind of analysis programming in me either."

"Okay, what she said made sense. I'll dig out my cat set I brought while you put that on," Foxy says, handing me the outfit on the hanger and digs through a large duffle bag next to the bag. I couldn't do that though because of my scars and she would see them, which wouldn't end well. When the black-haired woman glanced up, she noticed my hesitation and assured, "Don't worry, I know you're a cutter."

"Were. How did you know that?" I ask, slightly ashamed that she had figured it out, but still a bit relieved until I hear her reason.

"My sister was," Foxy explained, staring down at the bag, no longer rummaging through it. "You act like she did, and with the turtlenecks even when you were trying to do something sexy with Kanda, it stood out to me. On top of that, I saw the scar on your wrist when we were coming back to the Order."

"Not meaning to pry, but did your sister stop? You said she was," I asked, hoping she did. Foxy's face went blank for a moment before she replied, "Yeah, if by stopped you mean stopped breathing. I didn't know about her cutting until I found her in the bathroom with slashed wrists only they were up instead of across, and I always wondered if there was a message there."

I shake my head, not certain if I should speak, "If you cut upward, it makes it nearly impossible to stop the blood even if you were in the hospital next to professional equipment. She just was really depressed, Foxy."

"Well, that's one thing off my mind. How did you know that?"

I look down, "Internet."

She nodded, "So you haven't tried it, right?"

"Pills," I answer, amazed that Lenalee wasn't in tears at this point. "Didn't take enough the first time, and Kanda saved me the second."

"You tried twice?" Lenalee asked quietly from where she stood beside me. "Come here," I say, wrapping my arms around her as she clung to me.

"I really need to start shutting up about my past around you," I whisper to her hair. "Shh, I didn't mean to upset you."

"I'm not glass, Allen. I just didn't know," she told my shoulder, her voice not shaking even though I felt the hot tears dampen my shirt. I reply, "I know that, but think about it. If I keep making you cry like this, I'll be put in jail for a felony."

At that she giggled, pulling away and I catch a tear from her cheek with my thumb. She smiles, "I'm okay, really. If you want to say something, don't hesitate on my account. It's in the past, and I need to learn to deal with it and not bring it to the present. Now, go get changed."

I nod, catching the black cat ears, tail, paws, and collar one at a time as Foxy throws them to me, and then I walk into the bathroom, shutting the door behind me. The outfit was very unlike something I would wear, but if it meant beating Kanda then so be it. I strip quickly, left in only my underwear before I realize that the gray boxers have to go, too, and I peel them off.

Examining the costume, I try to figure out how on Earth I was supposed to put it on, and pull the bra over my head. Great, the cups were padded, but hallelujah that they weren't as big as mine when I turned female. I end up having to sit on the vanity (on top of my shirt) in order to get the bottoms on, and it took at least five minutes to do that, including the boots. I put on all the cat accessories, turning to the mirror.

I stare at my reflection, and personally, I felt like I was going to walk into Lenalee's bedroom naked, even if everything was covered, but little imagination was needed to figure out where everything was. Taking a breath, I open the door and there were immediately three pairs of eyes on me as I turn, giving a full view.

"I like it," Foxy and Lenalee say in unison as Fou continues to inspect me, looking me up and down. After about a minute, she nods, "Good, just make sure he's watching you at all times."

oO_Oo_oO_Oo

You can do it, Allen. You might be able to win this. I was not helping myself, even though I was trying to. Kanda was reading on the bed, and at the moment I was hiding in the bathroom under the trench coat Lenalee let me borrow, my over-sized paws on the vanity.

Finally getting the courage to take off the coat, I slip on the paws and work on my innocent look in the mirror. Remember what Lenalee said, head down, eyes up.

Taking a breath, I open the door and say, "Meow."

Dark eyes flicker to me before widening and taking in everything. I lay my hands over one another in front of me, walking towards the bed. When I get there, I crawl beside him, but with my body turned the other way as I lay on my stomach, looking back at him as I cross my legs in the air, "Do you like my outfit, Master? I tried to pick out something you would like."

His eyes glare daggers into me, or at least my butt, but he doesn't reply. Frustrated, I stretch like a cat, my butt in the air as I reach my arms out. The bells on my tail hanging from my rear tinkle quietly as I shake my hips a little, "Do you like this position better, Master?"

As soon as the last word is out of my mouth, I'm flat on my stomach with my paws held behind my back, hot breath on my ear, "I like this best."

"Did I make Master happy?" I ask happily, moving my head so the right side of my face was to the mattress. Kanda lets his weight rest on my butt as he replies, "Yes, you did. Why is my naughty girl acting naughtier than usual?"

Loving the feel of him on me, I whimper, "I'm horny, Master!"

"Oh really, and you think I'm going to help you with that?" he asks, moving his hips enough to make me moan. I cry, "I want you to help!"

I know he's smirking right now by the way he speaks, "You see, Kitten, I just can't do that until you surrender. You know just as much as I do that I'm going to win, why not admit defeat now, and your punishment won't be as bad as it could be?"

I knew he was right, but I wasn't going to surrender just yet, "What is my punishment?"

"You'll know soon enough, just be patient, my naughty girl. Then again, if you surrender now, I can rid you of your horniness, and I promise you'll be able to walk after a couple days instead of a couple weeks," he whispered in my ear, grinding me into the mattress even harder, eliciting a loud moan and then a growl at how cruel he was being, "No, I'm holding out until I drop."

He lays completely on me, except for his legs which were straddling mine, continuing to roll his hips, "Have it your way then, but just remember you asked for it."

Whining, I push back against him as much as I can manage, wanting more intimacy before he pulls away completely, causing me to mewl, "No."

"Too bad, I'm not giving you anything until you raise the white flag," my boyfriend said, walking into the bathroom and closing the door behind him. It didn't help that he had given me a problem either, which took a good five minutes to will away.

Stripping out of the costume, I flop down on the bed wearing nothing but the collar and my agate necklace. It was already nine and I figured I'd wait until tomorrow morning to take a shower since I didn't feel like it right now.

After I pull the sheet over me up to my chest, the bathroom door opens to reveal Kanda wearing a black, silk kimono with silver swirls and his hair down, still a little damp by the looks of it. The design of the kimono was that the slit crooked to the side after the tie so that when he walked to the bed, his left leg slipped out of the material, showing the muscle I loved so much. On top of that, it continued up until the tie stopped it, which was a little above his navel, revealing his hip as well. Granted, they weren't as shaped as mine because he had a more masculine body in general where I sported a narrow waist and somewhat normal hip width, as Fou pointed out earlier.

I didn't mind though because Kanda told me that I was beautiful regardless of what I thought. I remember that night like it was yesterday even though it was over a month ago. One night, we had just had sex and were in the shower washing off since we were really dirty, not that either of us minded. Anyways, I was so tired from the workout and actually had to sit down because I had been on top and did most the work. Kanda asked me if I was okay, and of course I told him I was fine even though my muscles were sore. Afterwards, we were lying down, and I asked him if I should try to get stronger so we could do more and if he would like it if I got more muscle. He said exactly, "If you want to, Allen, you can. It's your body, not mine, but you're beautiful regardless of your strength and amount of muscle, at least you are to me."

I knew he meant it because he used my name for once, and I fell asleep thinking about it that night. Kanda lied down next to me, pulling the blankets over us as I cuddle up to him, not really caring that I was naked and he was pretty close to it. Flicking off the light, he wraps his arms around me, and I whisper, "Do you remember the night you called me beautiful?"

"Yeah," he answered, stroking my hair. "Why?"

"Just wondering," I mumble. Well, I wasn't really just wondering because it was one of the most important nights of my life. Sure, I'd been called sexy, hot, and cute even, but Kanda was the first person to ever call me beautiful. I never really degraded myself when I thought about my physical appearance, but I never considered myself pretty, let alone beautiful, and I had come to terms with it. With all things considered, I stopped thinking anyone would call me beautiful with my scar, white hair, and deformed arm even if it looked better now. My head is tilted upwards with a hand while another traced the scar over my left eye, "You are beautiful, Allen, and don't ever think you aren't."

Even though it was dark and I could only see the outline of his head against the crescent moon outside, when a tear slipped down my right cheek, he caught it with his thumb. I whisper, "Thank you, Kanda."

"I'm the first person to call you beautiful, aren't I?"

I nod, "Yes."

"Of course," he mutters, "because no one else can see past your most beautiful features. Your hair is as white as snow and as pure as your soul underneath all the scars. The scar on your eye is only the most noticeable one on you because you cover all the others, but it tells a story. It was the one that made you so strong in the first place even if you feel as fragile as glass at times. Your arm is what makes you unique as an exorcist, much more powerful than anyone else in the Order other than the Generals."

At this point, I was crying into his chest as he spoke about my beauty as the very things I thought messed me up to begin with. Kanda continued, rubbing circles in my back with one hand and stroking my hair with the other, "B is for bashful. E is for ecstatic personality. A is for always willing to help. U is for unconditional love for those you care for. T is for talisman, which what you eyes are like because you can hypnotize people with they're exquisiteness. F is for famous in all the branches for your courage and power. U is for unique. L is for loved by everyone in the Order, especially me."

"Thank you," I choke out from my joyful sobbing. Kanda replies, "I was just giving information that everyone but you knew. You are beautiful, Allen, and never forget it."

Author Note: I just love writing emotional scenes! Next chapter we'll find out who the winner is, but it's pretty obvious who it is. Also, I'll announce this in the next chapter, too, but CHAPTER 36 WILL BE A FAN Q&A. You heard me! You can ask any questions you want to any character or me as long as it is rated T or below. You can ask as many as you want, and every question will be answered (No spoilers though!). Start thinking of some and review! (EX: Kanda: What is your favorite band? Lenalee: Have you lost your virginity, and if so, to whom? Crowsnight: How many chapters will be in this story?) I will only do the chapter if I get at least 30 questions! In addition, I will answer any questions you might have regarding writing if you think I'm good enough to get advice from (Lol).