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Chapter 4: The Tide Turns….for the Worst
Alyss stirred awake then went downstairs, starvingly hungry. Her clothes were the clothes from yesterday. She made her way to the kitchen and started cooking. Lavi came down about 10 minutes later.
“Whatcha making?” Lavi asked all bubbly today.
“Food, want some?” Alyss asked. Lavi smiled and nodded.
"Sure, I'll try some. But, try not to kill me, kay?" He laughed and took a seat at the table.
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Allen stirred, slowly but surely. His injuries from the day before not forgotten. He sighed softly and murmured to himself.
"If only Alyss’ healing powers could heal sores..." He rolled over, only to find himself lost in a sea of sapphire blue. He blinked for a second only to realize it was just good ol' Kanda, sleeping the day away.
"I wonder if I should wake him up..." Allen continued to ponder the question without realizing Kanda was already waking up on his own.
"Moyashi, What are you doing staring off into space like some idiot?" Kanda nudged Allen with his elbow, effectively bringing said boy back down from cloud nine. Allen looked around, dazed slightly by the sudden nudge.
"Huh? Oh, nothing." He smiled and rubbed the back of his head.
Allen rubbed the side nudged by Kanda, wincing as he did so. This did not go unnoticed by Kanda.
"Oi, Moyashi. You’re not still hurting from yesterday, are you?" He eyed Allen carefully. Allen smiled at him again.
"What? Of course not!" Allen looked away slowly. "Why would you think that, Bakan---OW STOP NUDGING ME! IT HURTS!"
Kanda glared at him. "I thought so. You are still hurting, aren't you?!" Allen grimaced. "Just a smidge...But it's nothing serious!"
Kanda's glare did not let up. " I don't care moyashi! You are staying in this bed until I know for sure that your perfectly okay!"
Allen sighed once more, turning away from the swordsman. " Well maybe if SOMEONE practiced more I wouldn't have to be saving them and they'd actually be conscious longer."
Kanda twitched. " WHat was that, Moyashi?" Allen fully ignored him, pretending he wasn't there.
Kanda scoffed at the moyashi's childish behaviour. "Oh what is this? The cold shoulder?" No response was given. "Oh c'mon, Moyashi...i'm Sorr---"
Allen narrowed one eye at the older man and decided that now was the best time to do the unthinkable. With a mischievous wink he attack him, aiming his small fingers at ribs and stomach, violently chasing Kanda from the middle of the bed to the side, tickling as if his life depended on it. He was perhaps a tad over enthusiastic though, as Kanda rolled off of the bed and onto the floor.
“Ah! Kanda!” He exclaimed, as the normally agile man threw himself to the ground, first catching his head on the side of the nightstand. Allen scrambled to the edge of the mattress to see what had become of his lover. A hand reached up over the side and grabbed his wrist, yanked him down onto the carpet. “Eep!”
“Che, do you know what you’ve started, Moyashi?” Kanda asked, pulling him closer.
“N-no…”
“War.”
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“Did you hear something?” Lavi looked up from his plate and cringed. Alyss stopped eating her food for a moment to blink at him in confusion.
“Did you say something?” Lavi plopped his fork down and glanced at the stairway that led to the rooms.
“Yeah, I thought I heard something go bang.”
“Hm,” She went back to shoveling, “Mushta bin da fimb.” She’s so ladylike.
“The what?”
Alyss’ shoulders slumped as she waved her hands momentarily as she chewed. “Wimp! Zoo!”
“Ooh. Wind. Right.”
“Mum.”
She didn’t look up from her food again until most of it was gone; Lavi kept watching the stairs, waiting for something to come down them and attack them. A number of minutes passed while he watched. But no Akuma came, no enemy appeared, and no frightened victim came running. Instead, after a few minutes of silence, he saw something slightly more amusing.
Allen came panting done the stairs in pants that were far too large, the jacket he had borrowed from Kanda hanging open off his shoulders, no shirt beneath it. But the worst thing was the maniacal grin on his face, and his slight lip.
“Mo…ashy-chan?” Lavi asked quietly. The boy spotted them even across the dining area and started for them, ignoring the odd looks he got for wheezing in, half-dressed. He plopped him self down in the chair to Lavi’s right and Alyss’ left, holding his chest as he heaved.
“What happened? You look beat.” The white haired boy coughed twice before he had enough strength to speak.
“I tickled…Kanda…”
“What?!”
“And…now…we’re at war…”
“What?”
“Be… my ally?”
“Huh? Moyashi-chan, is something wrong with Yuu-chan?”
“No… and… he’s…wearing…my pan—” Allen stopped. Lavi followed his eyes to the stairs as Allen’s face turned absolutely pink, his mouth closed. He swallowed hard before he spoke again.
`“I’m dead.” And there, standing at the entranceway, was Kanda. Lavi was too distracted to notice the playful glint in his eyes, too amazed to comprehend entirely what he was seeing.
“Moyashi-chan,” He turned slowly to look at Allen, scratching his head in thought. “Are those yours or Yuu’s?”
Kanda solemnly wished that his greatcoat was clean and not holey, but wishing did not make it so. If he had had his coat no one would have seen his pants beneath them – he could be pants-less most of the time without anyone knowing – and it would not have mattered that his rather irksome lover had darned the wrong pair in the mist of a tickle-battle. His ribs still hurt from losing.
Losing. Kanda Yuu had been defeated.
And by Allen Walker no less.
He seethed.
I need practice, he says! And then he tickles me! Tickles me! He didn’t even stop when I threatened him. And then he has the courage to steal my pants. My pants! Why not just pick up his own pants? They were closer.
But noooo, Allen Baka-Moyashi Walker grabbed mine instead, and now Lavi is looking at me like that time I took him to that hot spring. I am not meat!
Kanda sighed and narrowed his gaze at the white haired boy across the room from him. Part of him wanted to strangle the younger Exorcist but most of him was just poking fun. He was not masochistic enough to say that he liked any of this – he definitely did not like walking around in Allen’s pants and having people stare at him like that – but he admitted to himself that he liked how Allen ran teasingly away. It made him smile a little, to know that his mild brand of sadism had yet to frighten his lover.
But no one would have seen that tiny smile, no matter how closely they looked.
‘That feather idea I had back on the boat wasn’t half-bad.’ He thought, stepping down the stairs slowly. ‘I’ll just have to catch him, drag him back up there with me, and find a feather. After that, it’s a matter of finding something to hold him down. ‘
He started for the table, cracking his fingers as we walked. I’m going to tickle him until he stops breathing. People watching be damned.
“I’m dead… I’m dead…” Allen chanted, sinking low in his chair. “He’s going to torture me until I can’t breathe anymore. And then some.”
“Well good luck with that,” Alyss smirked taking out another cigarette and lighting it. She put it in between her lips and watched Allen sweat just thinking about what will happen.
“What is going on?” Lucia said sleepily, rubbing her eyes as she made her way downstairs.
“…s**t” Alyss sighed, holding her cigarette. Within a flash Lucia was beside Alyss, all sleepiness forgotten.
"Nice try, missy."
“Hey can’t blame a girl for trying,” Alyss winced as Lucia whacked her upside the head and threw the cigarette away.
“So what happened, all the commotion?” asked Lucia.
Lavi pointed over towards Kanda and Allen's direction. " Lover boy one and Lover boy two decided to wake the whole neighborhood up with they're game of catch and ‘kill’” Allen flushed at the statement.
Lavi gave him a small wink and smiled, “Yuu-chan!” Lavi called with a wave. “You think the two of you can call a temporary truce for breakfast?” The red head cocked his head to the side, grinning at him. “And please come sit down, you’re giving everyone a rather...disturbing show.”
If Allen had been drinking at the moment, the liquid would have been snorted out his nose.
Lavi’s evaluation was accurate to say the least and his loud suggestion that the Japanese man find a seat only brought more attention to it. Perhaps the second strangest thing happened then; Kanda pulled his shirt closed and took to buttoning it, a light blush on his cheeks, determination in his eyes. He wasn’t very easy to fluster, but when someone managed it he looked absolutely hilarious.
“Che.” He groaned as he came closer. But he nodded, aware that trying to eat and tickle all at the same time would make for a horrendous day.
Alyss, who had been searching the table for forgotten food, glanced from Allen to Lavi and back again, blinking a little. She had missed most of the prior exchange she had been so engrossed. “Oi, Allen-chan, aren’t those pants a little big for you?”
Lucia smacked her head
 EroticMarshmallowMistress · Fri Jun 27, 2008 @ 09:30pm · 1 Comments |
