Acquiescence chapter 15.1 [15/15]
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Warnings: language, OOCness, blood and gore, violence, yaoi, man x man, smut, mention of incest, tons of possible typos and missing words, un-beta’d
A/N: sorry for long overdue update…I’ve been mad busy/lazy hehe… Plus the longer the wait the higher the anticipation ne? Gomen, gomen mina-san~ I tried to add some smut but its not full blown smut more like half-smut, but I hope you still enjoy it! (And that you all forgive me for this being so late…) Plus I made it freak assed long! 28 pages baby!
Also seeing that this is the last chapter and all I’d like to hear from every single one of you who’ve read this fic, whether you have an ff.net, aff.net, aarinfantasy.com (ok u need 1 to read this on aarin), livejournal account or not. Lets just say I want hear all your final thoughts~ (unbeta’d version, beta’d version will be up once I get it from my beta, which won’t be for a while bcuz she’s busy with school.)
~ Happy - Belated - birthday Rocquell (my Rocque-chan)!! 30.10.10!! Luv ya! Mwaaahhh!~
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Chapter 15 - Parallel Hearts
Russet eyes blinked open and the first thing he saw were tear-filled cobalt eyes.
“Yuu!!” Alma yelled as he flung himself at Kanda. “You’re awake!”
“Oi, Alma!” Kanda tried to get his cousin off him. “Get off! You’re heavy!”
Alma ignored all of his protest and hugged him closer. He never wanted to let him go again. ‘I’ll protect you, I promise.’
Seeing that Alma wasn’t about to let go any time soon Kanda relaxed in his arms. He was exhausted and felt a bit weakened, even if he’d just awaken.
“How long was I asleep for?”
“A week,” Alma replied and he pulled back. “It’s normal since you’ve…” his voice trailed off and he turned away. ‘I can’t tell Yuu.’
Kanda saw the hesitant look in his eyes and sighed. He knew there was something Alma wasn’t telling him. Probably about his forgotten memories, but unfortunately for Alma they returned.
“They’re back Alma,” he replied as he sat up and stretched. “I remember everything.”
Alma’s navy eyes widen in shock and he turned to face Kanda. He almost cried when he saw the apologetic look on Kanda’s face. It was as if Kanda was apologizing that he lost his memories, leaving him to bear all the pain of if by remembering what they’ve been through every day. He saw Kanda’s lips moving and he placed a finger on it before the words could come out.
“Don’t apologize,” he replied. “I was thankful that you didn’t remember those painful things till now.” he gave a pained smile. “It was my way of protecting you, since I failed you at that time…”
It was Kanda’s turn to silence Alma and he did it with a kiss. When he pulled back Alma’s face was so red it resembled an overripe tomato.
“Y-Y-Yuu!” Alma shuttered. He felt his heart racing widely and he couldn’t help the lewd thoughts that were running rampant in his mind.
Kanda chuckled at his reaction. “So cute,” he teased. “Was that your first kiss?”
“N-no!” Alma blushed darkened. “I kissed before!”
A small smile graced Kanda’s face as he watched his beet-red stuttering cousin trying to list all of those he’d kiss. It was a sight to see.
“Sure, sure,” he replied in a teasing tone. The change of subject worked well, Alma was now a blushing and stuttering mess, instead of looking guilty for failing to be of help when they were kidnapped in the past. He wanted Alma to forget about it and move on, but most of all he wanted to find out what exactly was done to them.
“Yuu…” Alma began. The blush on his face hadn’t fade in the slightest. If anything it spread to his neck and ears. “…Kiss me again?”
Kanda gave a chuckle and then he burst out laughing.
“Hey it wasn’t that funny!” Alma protested. It was embarrassing enough to ask. “If you don’t want to yo-” Kanda’s lips silenced him.
Kanda pulled back and smirked. “There, happy?”
Alma blinked and then he launched himself at Kanda’s retreating lips, giving them another kiss. This one more passionate than the first ones.
“Oi…Alma!” Kanda felt himself being pushed down in the bed as Alma’s kiss became fervent and desperate. He opened his and allowed Alma to deepen the kiss.
Alma wasted no time slipping his tongue into Kanda’s mouth, sucking on the warm muscle there while he explored. Kanda moved his tongue along with Alma’s in a zealous and sensual dance, while he used his hands to pull him closer. Alma removed his hands that were buried in Kanda’s loose raven hair to trail over his barely clothed torso. He would have slipped them under the thin white material but the sound of someone clearing their throat had him frozen in his tracks.
“I told you to alert me if Kanda-kun opened his eyes did I not Alma-kun?” Komui adjusted his glasses and the glint for the lights caught it.
Alma tried to pull back but Kanda held on to him until he said they were finished kissing.
“Komui,” Kanda acknowledged. His lips were wet and swollen from the kiss.
“Kanda-kun, I see you’re feeling better,” Komui replied. His eyes remained hidden behind his glasses.
All of a sudden Kanda felt as if the playful atmosphere that was there disappeared. The look on Komui’s face was grim and it spelled bad news in its worst form. He sat up and helped Alma off him.
“Just tell me,” he said softly.
“Allen-kun is alive,” Komui began and Kanda could have sworn he let out a breath of relief, and by the sour look on Alma’s face he did.
“So what’s with the grim look?” Kanda snorted. “You made it sound as if the bastard was dead. He’s not allowed to die until I kill him.” He felt Alma’s hand on him and he looked up into his eyes.
“There’s more,” Alma replied in a strained voice.
“He’s in a coma,” Komui continued. “I’m not sure when he’ll get up again or if he ever will. Also even if he wakes he may suffer brain damage along with being crippled for life. It’s bad either way…”
Kanda’s face was an emotionless mask. It was hard to tell what he was thinking. Komui and Alma waited with bated breaths to see what kind of reaction Kanda would show, if he allowed himself to show any.
“Can I see him?” Kanda asked, his voice was so low that Komui swore that he heard wrong.
“Yes, of course,” Komui replied. He turned towards the door. “Follow me.”
Kanda got out of bed without hesitation. He was wearing a white hospital gown and was barefooted. With two strides he crossed the distance between his bed and the door where Komui stood. The anxiety in his heart that he was trying so hard to hide was showing clearly in his body movements.
“…Yuu,” Alma had his head down so that Kanda couldn’t see his face. Even though Allen was the big brother that saved his Yuu, he still didn’t trust him. And the fact that he hurt Kanda and made him cry made Alma dislike Allen even more. ‘Why him? Why does it have to be him?’ Kanda was his and he didn’t want anyone else to have him.
“Wait for me,” Kanda said without turning to face Alma. “I’ll be back.”
Alma still had his head down. “Yeah…” he had his head down until he heard the click of the door. It was hard to ignore his instincts and at that moment his instincts were telling him to prevent Kanda from going. “It’s not fair…” he whispered to the empty room. “Yuu is mine…” He gave a sigh and plopped down in the bed Kanda occupied moments ago, staring up at the ceiling. ‘Hurry back Yuu…’
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Kanda knew what to expect when he walked into the room Komui led him to. A half dead guy lying on his back in bed, and that was what he saw. So due to that he could help that the first words that passed his lips were “You look like shit.”
Komui shook his head at Kanda’s statement and turned back to the door. “I’ll leave you for now. You can take your time but remember Alma-kun is waiting for you.”
“Sure,” Kanda replied. His russet eyes still trained on the motionless pale man on the bed. “I won’t take long.”
“I see,” Komui replied and then he opened the door. “I’ll go tell Alma-kun to wait for you in the lobby then.”
The door closed with a soft click. It was fairly silent and the only sounds were low beeps coming from the various machines that Allen was connected to. Kanda walked closer to the bed, standing by the chair that was beside it. The soft pats of his bare feet against the tile floor seemed to echo in the small room.
“Who gave you permission to be in this condition?” he hissed in a low tone. “You bastard, I told you you’re not supposed to die until I kill you!” Both his hands were clenched in a tight ball. “I’ll kill you if you die, you hear me! So don’t you dare die…” ‘Don’t leave me.’
Allen gave no indication that he was conscious. His eyes were still closed, as if they were permanently sealed. He looked worst off than Kanda thought he was. Bandages covered most of his head and what little white hair that was visible peeked out at odd ends. His face was pale and it rivaled the white sheets he laid on.
Kanda unclenched his hands and hesitantly brought them to clasp one of Allen’s. His hands felt clammy when he held the pale hand in his grasps and he could feel his heart beat sped up to a mile a minute. The feeling was still weird and it made his heart ache. Feelings of ‘love’ or ‘hate’ he knew how to classify them now but they still somehow interlock. He loved Allen but at the same time he hated him.
“Better prepare yourself bastard,” Kanda squeezed the hand in his grasp. “When you wake up I’ll beat the fuck out of you.”
There was no doubt in his mind. Allen would wake up and that was what he would believe in, no matter how long it took. Whether he liked to admit or not he couldn’t escape it, as when he saw Allen for the first time...
...It was love at first sight.
“It seems someone is here already,” Wisely’s voice echoed, shattering the mood that was previously in the room.
Kanda let go of Allen’s hand and turned to see who was presently in the room with him. He saw the members of Allen’s family; everyone except Lulubell. There was no surprise there. Lulubell made it clear that she didn’t give a fuck about Allen’s condition. If he lived then good for him, she’d follow him like always but if he croaked and died it was even better for her. That was one thing she wanted, Allen’s death.
“Yuu!” Lavi quickly made his way over to the raven and wrapped his arms around him. “I’m so glad you’re awake.”
Lavi was surprised when Kanda returned his hug but he shook away the shock and hugged him closer.
“What brings you here Mugen boss?” Cyril’s cold tone brought everyone’s attention to him.
Lavi flinched when he heard what Cyril said. He almost forgot…Kanda was the boss of their rival Yakuza. Kanda tensed in his arms but he soon relaxed himself and pulled away from Lavi’s hold.
“Just checking in on the bastard,” Kanda replied in a bored tone. “I can see I’m not welcomed here, so I’m outta here.”
“Wait Yuu,” Lavi held on to Kanda’s hand to prevent him from leaving. “The boss would want you here. Please stay…”
Kanda shook his head. “I couldn’t care less what that bastard would want,” he replied with a snort. “Let go Lavi, Alma is waiting.”
“But Yuu…”
“Let go of Yuu!!” Alma yelled from the door. He glared daggers at Lavi who released Kanda, albeit a little hesitantly.
“Alma, calm down,” Kanda scolded. He gave Allen one last look and walked pass the others to where Alma stood. “We’re leaving.”
Alma nodded. “Un.”
Kanda was about to follow him out when he felt a small hand on his elbow; he looked down seeing Road’s golden depts.
“Are you giving up on Allen?” she asked. “Do you believe that he won’t get better?”
They stared at each other for a while until Kanda broke their eye contact. He pulled his hand from her grasp and turned away from her.
“No,” he replied to her first question. “He will and when he does I’ll kill him myself.”
With that said he left the room with Alma in tow. Road smiled at his response and turned to face the others.
“He’s pretty positive for someone who wants Allen dead,” she giggled. “Allen sure knows how to pick up trouble.”
Wisely nodded in agreement with Road. “It’s all predestined,” he said with a chuckle. “I don’t believe this is the end. We’ll see that feisty raven once again.”
Cyril walked over to Tyki to join him at Allen’s bedside. A frown marred his handsome face. His family was the most important thing to him and he failed to protect a family member. Even if the perpetrator was dead he still felt as if he had let Allen down.
“You’re not the only one who feels like shit, I feel responsible too,” Tyki said turning to face him. “I mean I was there and I couldn’t do a damn thing.”
“Tyki…” Cyril gave a light sigh. “Don’t blame yourself.”
“Cyril’s right,” Lavi added. “I’m the one at fault. I read the situation wrong.” He gritted his teeth. “I should have made a better plan.”
“Lavi it’s not your fault,” Tyki rested his hand on Lavi’s shoulder and then pulled him in his arms.
“Yes it’s no fault of ours,” Wisely said as he walked up to Allen’s bed. “Our dear Allen fell for one hell of a dangerous kitten. I guess it’s true what they say, ‘people are blinded by love.’”
What Wisely said seemed to lighten the tense mood that surrounded the three. The apprehension drained from their bodies and their shoulders slumped. Tyki and Lavi still felt at fault for Allen’s injury, as it was their duty to protect him. Allen was the boss and for him to get hurt proves that their Mafia is lacking in something.
“Allen gave himself in to protect Yuu-chan because of love,” Road began as he walked over to the side of the bed where the twins stood. “For Allen he didn’t care if he died, as long as he protected Yuu-chan. That kind of attachment was what caused this to happen.”
“So what are you implying, Road?” Debitto asked. He looked up at her as he was on his knees leaning against the bed. “That this is some kind of punishment for falling in love?”
“Is it hii?” Jasdero added. His eyes were on Allen’s still form.
Road shrugged. “I’m not saying that,” she pouted. “But think about it. If it was ‘normal’ Allen, there was no way in hell that we’d be standing here now.”
That was true; if Allen were acting like his normal self he wouldn’t give a fuck if Kanda were held hostage. He would have probably killed him along with the enemy. But Kanda was different; he was Allen’s one and only weakness.
“So, what’s going to happen now?” Wisely asked. To him it was like eight years ago all over again. “Are the brats taking over this time?”
Cyril shook his head. “We’ll continue as normal,” he replied. “Allen’s hospitalization will be kept a secret. We’ll wait for Allen to wake.”
“Yeah,” Tyki murmured. “Allen will wake up.” He grinned. “This is just a minor set back.”
“So true,” Road added. “I bet when Allen finally wakes he’ll be really pissed. Lying down for so long isn’t his style that is unless Yuu-chan is beside him.”
Wisely chuckled and then everyone became silent. It was obvious that they were beyond worried for Allen not as the Noah boss but as a member of their family member. He was an important member of their family and they didn’t want to lose him.
‘Allen, wake up soon…’ Lavi had never seen everyone look so grim. ‘Everyone is hoping for your recovery, even Yuu.’
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Kanda wondered if taking over a Yakuza should feel this…formal.
He quickened his steps as he walked down the pathway that the attendees cleared for him. They were all wearing formal black suits and dresses but he had to wear a goddamned yukata! It felt weird on him and the obi was tied so loosely that he swore it’d fall off. ‘God can’t this end soon?’ He finally reached his destination and with a drained sigh he knelt before some old guy. The old guy proceeded to yap on and on about the responsibilities of the Mugen Yakuza and other things that Kanda labeled as crap. ‘I’m taking over an illegal gang, why the fuck do I need to know all that crap!’
He zoned out everything that was said only looking as if he was paying attention. The old guy’s boring monologue soon came to an end and Kanda was glad for it. He was about to get up but a hand on his shoulder stopped him.
“Stay where you are Yuu,” Alma said with a smile. “It’s not over as yet.”
Kanda internally groaned. ‘There’s more?’ He glared at Alma; at least he was wearing a suit. ‘Damn it this thing is slipping off.’ He tried to discretely pull up the sleeve that was falling off but he felt a tug on it, as if someone was deliberately pulling it down. ‘What the fuck?’
He turned to his left seeing three unknown guys there. One of them was the one responsible for pulling down the sleeve of his yukata. He was about to knock them away from him when Alma spoke.
“Ah Yuu they’re just doing their job,” he said in a tone that sounded way too easygoing for Kanda’s liking. Weren’t three guys trying to strip him in front of a crowd of people? How the fuck could Alma sound like it’s nothing.
“What do you mean?” Kanda asked but before Alma could reply the three guys set out on their work. He flinched when he felt three needles digging into the flesh of his chest.
“Your mark,” Alma replied. “They’ll engrave it on your chest.” He saw the question in Kanda’s eyes and smiled. “It would take hours with one person so three person make it end quicker. So don’t move too much.”
Kanda looked blankly at his cousin and then down at the person’s who were professionally etching a tattoo on his chest. It did sting a bit having three freaking needles drawing at the same time but the quicker the better. Now all he had to do was sit there and wait for them to finish, easier said than done. In less than ten minutes he was already bored to hell. Alma was there providing some sort of distraction, not that it wasn’t working, but his knees were killing him. ‘How long am I going to kneel here damn it?!’
Half an hour later the three guys were done. They did a full three and a half hour job in less than a third of the time time. After they got up and left the old man came back. Kanda swore he’d die if the man started talking again but instead of talking he asked Kanda to stand, which he did. His legs felt a bit stiff from the angle they were forced to stay in and it made his stance a bit wobbly.
“Please turn to face the crowd Kanda-sama,” the old man continued in his lackluster tone. When Kanda turned to face the person’s who were gathered there he continued. “I present to you the sixteenth head of the Kanda clan and heir to the Mugen Yakuza, Kanda Yuu-sama, son of Kanda Kozato-sama.”
Everyone fell to their knees and bowed before Kanda. It was now official; Kanda was legitimately the boss of the Mugen Yakuza. He had no idea what the job entails but if it was something like what Allen did then it would be easy. First and foremost he must schedule a meeting with the members and those apart of his alliance. After all he should make his presence known. ‘What should be my first order?’ He was positive that many might not accept a young boss and might rebel against him.
He licked his lips at the thought and then smirked. ‘I’ll make it clear to them who the boss is.’
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“That went well,” Alma gave a yarn and then stretched. He was laying on the king size bed that looked out of place in the Japanese oriented room. “I’ll give you pointers on what to do now.”
Kanda had his eyes trained on Alma’s half naked form. He watched in fascination as Alma’s taut muscles flexed with every movement he made. Alma’s body was well toned and perfectly trained. He was toned in the right places and even though he had muscles they weren’t too bulky, it suited his form well.
“Yuu? Are you listening to me?” Alma asked as he sat up.
“Yeah,” Kanda replied. He removed his eyes from Alma’s body to look at his reflection in the mirror and specifically at the tattoo that took up most of the left part of his upper body. For something that was a rush job the tattoo was done well, as expected for professionals. “This looks familiar.”
Alma got up and walked over to where Kanda stood. “I’m sure it does,” he used his fingers to trail the pattern of the tattoo. It had the same design as his but Kanda’s own had a sort of arc on that had a flame pattern. The flame pattern extended to his upper arm and neck. That was the only difference between their tattoos.
“Stop it that tickles,” Kanda grab at Alma’s insistent fingers. “I remember where I saw it. Tou-san (1) used to have one just like it…”
“Oh,” Alma replied. His expression fell. “Kozato oji-chan was the boss…” Tears pricked the corner of his eyes. “Sorry Yuu…”
Kanda released Alma’s fingers and rested his hands on his head. “You’ve grown so much but you’re still a big baby,” he chuckled when he saw Alma pout. “I’m not blaming you for anything so you don’t have to apologize.” He looked up into Alma’s cobalt eyes. “I killed your father…”
“Don’t,” Alma interrupted. “You told me not to so you shouldn’t either.”
Kanda smiled a bit at that. Even though he hadn’t seen Alma in so long he didn’t feel any different being with him. It was like they weren’t separated eight years ago.
“Ok, I won’t,” he pulled on the yukata and adjusted it on his body. “What’s first?”
Alma took out a black marina from the closet. “We make it known to the followers that you’re at top,” he replied as he put on his marina. “But Yuu are you sure?”
Kanda nodded. “I’m already tainted, so why not?” he replied. “Don’t think of me as some innocent and clueless person. Right now you’re the only person from this Yakuza that I truly trust. I know you won’t let me regret it Alma.”
Alma got on his knees and he took Kanda’s right hand in his. “I’m forever your solider,” he kissed the back of his hand. “I will follow your command even if it leads to my end. My life is yours to lead my boss. I will protect you till my last breath, this I swear upon the name of the Mugen.” He gave Kanda a smile and got up. “Ah that oath sure is long.”
“Oath?” Kanda asked. The place where Alma kissed felt a bit warm.
Alma nodded and then flashed Kanda a bright smile. “It a traditional oath to pledge your life to the boss of the Mugen Yakuza,” he explained.
“Oh,” Kanda felt his cheeks heat up at what he asked next. “Did you say it to Hiroki?” He felt stupid asking that.
Cobalt eyes blinked in confusion. “No, why would I?” he chuckled. “The only one I’d pledge my life to is Yuu.” A mischievous grin crossed his face. “Eh could it be that Yuu was being jealous?”
The blush on Kanda’s face darkened. “No I wasn’t!”
Alma chuckled at Kanda’s cute behavior and pounced on him. “Yuu that expression was so cute!” he snuggled against Kanda’s back. “I’m so glad you’re with me Yuu. I love you the most.”
Kanda tensed at what Alma said but he soon relaxed into his arms. It felt different than being held by Allen. The arms around him were comfortable and it made him feel loved. With Allen there was constant pain along with his caresses, but if he was always in pain why was he craving for Allen’s touch?
There was a knock and it alerted the two to the door.
“Kanda-sama the guests have arrived,” the voice outside said. “It is time for the meeting.”
Kanda pulled away from Alma. “I’ll be there soon.”
“I will make them know.”
Alma pouted at being interrupted but he put on his best smile. “Whatever happens I’ll protect you.”
Kanda gave a rare smile in reply. “We’ll protect each others back,” he replied. “Let’s go.”
“Hai boss.”
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It was obvious what to expect from a meeting filled with old Yakuza men.
Hostile atmosphere: check.
Glares: check.
Intimidation: in progress.
Attempt at his murder: not yet but Kanda was sure they were up to something.
“So, you all are the bosses of the Yakuzas and Mafias allied with the Mugen?” Kanda asked as he entered the room. He walked up to where he should sit at the head of the table?
He wasn’t sure what to call it, as there wasn’t a table present. The old farts were sitting on some kind of tatami mats facing the front. Ok, sure they were in Japan but would it kill the maids or butlers to get some tables and chairs?
“Yes we are,” one man who looked to be in his mid twenties replied. He had deep brown eyes and thick black hair that spiked out, he also had a polite look about him but his aura spoke otherwise. “I’m Tomaki Kugar, boss of the Gengyo Yakuza. Please to meet your acquaintance Kanda Yuu-sama.”
Kugar bowed in respect but Kanda ignored him and sat down, facing all those who’ve gathered. “Ok first of all, who here hates the Noah Family?”
Everyone looked at each other in confusion then back at Kanda.
“My I ask the reason for this question,” Kugar asked. He seemed to be the spokes person for the group and apparently the youngest sans Kanda.
“No reason,” Kanda shrugged. “Just answer the damn question.”
“I believe that none of us here are very fond of that Mafia, Kanda-sama,” Kugar replied in a careful tone. “They are our enemies after all.”
Kanda nodded. “I see,” he smirked. “Ah well who gives a fuck, I just want to mention one thing. I don’t like traitors; betray me and you’re dead. That’s all; you’re free to go now.” The look on his face was of utter boredom.
“What is this?” an enraged voice barked. The person stood up to glare at Kanda. “You brat, who do you think you are threatening us like that?”
Kanda looked at him blankly and that angered the man even more.
“You’re just a brat, what do you know about leading a Yakuza!” the man clicked his teeth and sneered.
“I don’t need experience to lead you bunch of old farts,” Kanda spat in contempt. “If you’re done babbling get the fuck out.”
That was the last straw. “How dare you,” the man growled. “I’ll never acknowledge you; the boss of the Mugen Yakuza is Hiroki-san!” He pulled out a gun. “I’ll eliminate you and take the Mugen under my wing.”
He pointed the gun at Kanda but he didn’t shoot. It was as if he was waiting for something to happen. A few minutes passed and he looked around in shock.
“Where are my men?” he barked.
“Oh you mean these guys who I just killed?” Alma asked in a light tone. He slid the door open and stepped in. Blood was splattered on his face and his hands were soaked in it. “I dealt with them, no problem.”
“You!” the man stepped back a bit. “You monster!”
“Yuu, that guy there pointed a gun at you and plotted to take your life,” Alma began in a sing-song tone. His pupil slashed to slits. “What is his punishment?”
Kanda smirked. “Death,” he replied and before the man was aware of it he was in front of him.
The man fell to the ground surprised at having Kanda before him. His mouth widened when he saw that Kanda’s eyes were similar to Alma’s. “You’re…you’re a monster too.”
“Wrong choice of words,” Kanda drawled in a bored tone. “You should be begging for your pathetic life.” He pierced forward and stabbed the man in his chest. “Though, even if you begged I wouldn’t have spared you.” He slashed up, almost slicing the man in half.
Everyone was silent at the display. They were either too afraid to move, fearing the consequences or stunned by what happened. Kugar had a smirk on as he watched Kanda’s flawless kill. ‘Ah he’s very interesting.’
“Let this be a lesson to you all,” Kanda sneered at the people who were present. “Fuck around with me and you’re dead. Your only job is to follow my every whims, got it?”
“Hai boss,” they chorused.
“Now, get the fuck out.”
They didn’t wait to be told twice. All of them scurried out, all but Kugar.
“I see you’re no beginner when it comes to slaughter,” he gave Kanda an eerie smile. “I look forward with working with you in the future, Kanda-sama.” He gave a low bow and then left.
“I never did like that guy,” Alma said as he came up behind Kanda. “His aura smells of pervert.”
Kanda gave a low chuckle. “You sensed that too?” he looked down at the corpse at his feet. “Get someone to clean up the mess. I’m going to review a bit.”
Alma nodded. “No prob Yuu.”
Kanda turned to leave but paused as Alma called to him. “What is it, Alma?”
Instead of replying Alma walked up to Kanda and kissed him fully on the lips then pulled back. “I love you, Yuu,” he whispered as he enveloped him in his strong arms. “More than a cousin should…I know we’re both guys and family to boot but I can’t help it.”
Alma’s arms were trembling and he tried to calm himself. He finally got a chance to tell his cousin his true feelings, but now that he confessed he feared rejection. Kanda was silent and it made Alma a bit more worried. ‘Maybe Yuu thinks I’m weird…’
“Alma, why are you so afraid?” Kanda voiced after a while. “You love me right?” he asked and Alma nodded. “Then prove it.”
Cobalt eyes widened as they focused on Kanda’s face. He didn’t see any form of disgust on his features. ‘Does it mean that Yuu doesn’t hate me?’
“Yuu…can I kiss you again?” he asked. “This time using my tongue…?”
Kanda claimed Alma’s lips before he could say anything else. He pulled away and whispered something against his lips and then kissed him once more. It took a while before Alma could properly think and when he could he returned Kanda’s kiss with equal fervor, kissing him deeply. They sucked and nipped on each other tongues not breaking away, even for a gulp of air.
“Kanda-sama,” there was a few knocks on the wooden door.
Alma pulled away reluctantly with a pout. “Damn, interrupted again.”
Kanda chuckled and placed a small peck on Alma’s lips. “After I’m finished, let’s practice a bit,” he said as he walked over to the door. “I want us to fight, no holding back.”
Alma was a bit skeptical about fighting Kanda but he agreed. He would protect Kanda but that didn’t mean he would baby him. Kanda proved that he can take care of him self and he would respect and follow whatever Kanda told him.
“Sure, that sounds interesting,” he replied with a smile. A thought entered him mind and he tried to make his smile more sexy and domineering. “And afterwards we can have another form of practice.” He winked.
Kanda burst out laughing and Alma blushed. “Don’t say something like that again,” he said once his laughter died down. “It doesn’t match your face.”
“You don’t have to say it that bluntly,” Alma pouted; his cheeks still aflame.
“Sorry but it’s the truth,” Kanda replied. “I’m going now.”
Alma nodded and Kanda walked off. Once he stepped out the door he was greeted with the scene out of a massacre. ‘Alma dealt with them perfectly.’ He thought as he scanned the area, taking the badly slashed and ripped bodies that lay on floor. Speaking of Alma reminded him of Alma’s confession a while ago. It wasn’t as if he didn’t guess that there was a possibility that his cousin might like him but…damn, it was complicated.
“Kanda-sama.”
Kanda looked forward seeing one of the female caretakers of the mansion. “I’ll be in the library,” he replied.
The woman bowed and then turned to leave. Kanda stood there watching her retreating back. He felt a sudden urge to attack her but he tried to quell the urge. The blood that soaked the area had his mind running around in circles but he refused to give into it. Alma wasn’t giving in to his killing instincts and he would try not to also. So with great restraint he turned away and walked towards the opposite end of the hall.
He remembered where everything was, even though he hadn’t been there in almost eight years it seemed as if nothing had changed. The halls were just like he remembered and so were most of the rooms. It had been so long since he was at his childhood home and though he felt a bit out of place there, he was glad to finally be back.
‘I have to find out more on that Lotus Project,’ he thought as he quickened his steps towards the area where the library was located. ‘I need to find out more about this Yakuza too, so that I know what I’m dealing with.’
Becoming the boss of a Yakuza wasn’t his career choice but since he was, might as well milk to its fullest right? Now he needed to establish his reputation. He would make his name the most feared name in all of Japan, even more than Allen’s. But why limit himself to Japan; the world is open for his pleasure. ‘Oi bastard better get up soon or I’ll demolish your little Mafia.’
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Warnings: language, OOCness, blood and gore, violence, yaoi, man x man, smut, mention of incest, tons of possible typos and missing words, un-beta’d
A/N: sorry for long overdue update…I’ve been mad busy/lazy hehe… Plus the longer the wait the higher the anticipation ne? Gomen, gomen mina-san~ I tried to add some smut but its not full blown smut more like half-smut, but I hope you still enjoy it! (And that you all forgive me for this being so late…) Plus I made it freak assed long! 28 pages baby!
Also seeing that this is the last chapter and all I’d like to hear from every single one of you who’ve read this fic, whether you have an ff.net, aff.net, aarinfantasy.com (ok u need 1 to read this on aarin), livejournal account or not. Lets just say I want hear all your final thoughts~ (unbeta’d version, beta’d version will be up once I get it from my beta, which won’t be for a while bcuz she’s busy with school.)
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Chapter 15 - Parallel Hearts
Russet eyes blinked open and the first thing he saw were tear-filled cobalt eyes.
“Yuu!!” Alma yelled as he flung himself at Kanda. “You’re awake!”
“Oi, Alma!” Kanda tried to get his cousin off him. “Get off! You’re heavy!”
Alma ignored all of his protest and hugged him closer. He never wanted to let him go again. ‘I’ll protect you, I promise.’
Seeing that Alma wasn’t about to let go any time soon Kanda relaxed in his arms. He was exhausted and felt a bit weakened, even if he’d just awaken.
“How long was I asleep for?”
“A week,” Alma replied and he pulled back. “It’s normal since you’ve…” his voice trailed off and he turned away. ‘I can’t tell Yuu.’
Kanda saw the hesitant look in his eyes and sighed. He knew there was something Alma wasn’t telling him. Probably about his forgotten memories, but unfortunately for Alma they returned.
“They’re back Alma,” he replied as he sat up and stretched. “I remember everything.”
Alma’s navy eyes widen in shock and he turned to face Kanda. He almost cried when he saw the apologetic look on Kanda’s face. It was as if Kanda was apologizing that he lost his memories, leaving him to bear all the pain of if by remembering what they’ve been through every day. He saw Kanda’s lips moving and he placed a finger on it before the words could come out.
“Don’t apologize,” he replied. “I was thankful that you didn’t remember those painful things till now.” he gave a pained smile. “It was my way of protecting you, since I failed you at that time…”
It was Kanda’s turn to silence Alma and he did it with a kiss. When he pulled back Alma’s face was so red it resembled an overripe tomato.
“Y-Y-Yuu!” Alma shuttered. He felt his heart racing widely and he couldn’t help the lewd thoughts that were running rampant in his mind.
Kanda chuckled at his reaction. “So cute,” he teased. “Was that your first kiss?”
“N-no!” Alma blushed darkened. “I kissed before!”
A small smile graced Kanda’s face as he watched his beet-red stuttering cousin trying to list all of those he’d kiss. It was a sight to see.
“Sure, sure,” he replied in a teasing tone. The change of subject worked well, Alma was now a blushing and stuttering mess, instead of looking guilty for failing to be of help when they were kidnapped in the past. He wanted Alma to forget about it and move on, but most of all he wanted to find out what exactly was done to them.
“Yuu…” Alma began. The blush on his face hadn’t fade in the slightest. If anything it spread to his neck and ears. “…Kiss me again?”
Kanda gave a chuckle and then he burst out laughing.
“Hey it wasn’t that funny!” Alma protested. It was embarrassing enough to ask. “If you don’t want to yo-” Kanda’s lips silenced him.
Kanda pulled back and smirked. “There, happy?”
Alma blinked and then he launched himself at Kanda’s retreating lips, giving them another kiss. This one more passionate than the first ones.
“Oi…Alma!” Kanda felt himself being pushed down in the bed as Alma’s kiss became fervent and desperate. He opened his and allowed Alma to deepen the kiss.
Alma wasted no time slipping his tongue into Kanda’s mouth, sucking on the warm muscle there while he explored. Kanda moved his tongue along with Alma’s in a zealous and sensual dance, while he used his hands to pull him closer. Alma removed his hands that were buried in Kanda’s loose raven hair to trail over his barely clothed torso. He would have slipped them under the thin white material but the sound of someone clearing their throat had him frozen in his tracks.
“I told you to alert me if Kanda-kun opened his eyes did I not Alma-kun?” Komui adjusted his glasses and the glint for the lights caught it.
Alma tried to pull back but Kanda held on to him until he said they were finished kissing.
“Komui,” Kanda acknowledged. His lips were wet and swollen from the kiss.
“Kanda-kun, I see you’re feeling better,” Komui replied. His eyes remained hidden behind his glasses.
All of a sudden Kanda felt as if the playful atmosphere that was there disappeared. The look on Komui’s face was grim and it spelled bad news in its worst form. He sat up and helped Alma off him.
“Just tell me,” he said softly.
“Allen-kun is alive,” Komui began and Kanda could have sworn he let out a breath of relief, and by the sour look on Alma’s face he did.
“So what’s with the grim look?” Kanda snorted. “You made it sound as if the bastard was dead. He’s not allowed to die until I kill him.” He felt Alma’s hand on him and he looked up into his eyes.
“There’s more,” Alma replied in a strained voice.
“He’s in a coma,” Komui continued. “I’m not sure when he’ll get up again or if he ever will. Also even if he wakes he may suffer brain damage along with being crippled for life. It’s bad either way…”
Kanda’s face was an emotionless mask. It was hard to tell what he was thinking. Komui and Alma waited with bated breaths to see what kind of reaction Kanda would show, if he allowed himself to show any.
“Can I see him?” Kanda asked, his voice was so low that Komui swore that he heard wrong.
“Yes, of course,” Komui replied. He turned towards the door. “Follow me.”
Kanda got out of bed without hesitation. He was wearing a white hospital gown and was barefooted. With two strides he crossed the distance between his bed and the door where Komui stood. The anxiety in his heart that he was trying so hard to hide was showing clearly in his body movements.
“…Yuu,” Alma had his head down so that Kanda couldn’t see his face. Even though Allen was the big brother that saved his Yuu, he still didn’t trust him. And the fact that he hurt Kanda and made him cry made Alma dislike Allen even more. ‘Why him? Why does it have to be him?’ Kanda was his and he didn’t want anyone else to have him.
“Wait for me,” Kanda said without turning to face Alma. “I’ll be back.”
Alma still had his head down. “Yeah…” he had his head down until he heard the click of the door. It was hard to ignore his instincts and at that moment his instincts were telling him to prevent Kanda from going. “It’s not fair…” he whispered to the empty room. “Yuu is mine…” He gave a sigh and plopped down in the bed Kanda occupied moments ago, staring up at the ceiling. ‘Hurry back Yuu…’
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Kanda knew what to expect when he walked into the room Komui led him to. A half dead guy lying on his back in bed, and that was what he saw. So due to that he could help that the first words that passed his lips were “You look like shit.”
Komui shook his head at Kanda’s statement and turned back to the door. “I’ll leave you for now. You can take your time but remember Alma-kun is waiting for you.”
“Sure,” Kanda replied. His russet eyes still trained on the motionless pale man on the bed. “I won’t take long.”
“I see,” Komui replied and then he opened the door. “I’ll go tell Alma-kun to wait for you in the lobby then.”
The door closed with a soft click. It was fairly silent and the only sounds were low beeps coming from the various machines that Allen was connected to. Kanda walked closer to the bed, standing by the chair that was beside it. The soft pats of his bare feet against the tile floor seemed to echo in the small room.
“Who gave you permission to be in this condition?” he hissed in a low tone. “You bastard, I told you you’re not supposed to die until I kill you!” Both his hands were clenched in a tight ball. “I’ll kill you if you die, you hear me! So don’t you dare die…” ‘Don’t leave me.’
Allen gave no indication that he was conscious. His eyes were still closed, as if they were permanently sealed. He looked worst off than Kanda thought he was. Bandages covered most of his head and what little white hair that was visible peeked out at odd ends. His face was pale and it rivaled the white sheets he laid on.
Kanda unclenched his hands and hesitantly brought them to clasp one of Allen’s. His hands felt clammy when he held the pale hand in his grasps and he could feel his heart beat sped up to a mile a minute. The feeling was still weird and it made his heart ache. Feelings of ‘love’ or ‘hate’ he knew how to classify them now but they still somehow interlock. He loved Allen but at the same time he hated him.
“Better prepare yourself bastard,” Kanda squeezed the hand in his grasp. “When you wake up I’ll beat the fuck out of you.”
There was no doubt in his mind. Allen would wake up and that was what he would believe in, no matter how long it took. Whether he liked to admit or not he couldn’t escape it, as when he saw Allen for the first time...
...It was love at first sight.
“It seems someone is here already,” Wisely’s voice echoed, shattering the mood that was previously in the room.
Kanda let go of Allen’s hand and turned to see who was presently in the room with him. He saw the members of Allen’s family; everyone except Lulubell. There was no surprise there. Lulubell made it clear that she didn’t give a fuck about Allen’s condition. If he lived then good for him, she’d follow him like always but if he croaked and died it was even better for her. That was one thing she wanted, Allen’s death.
“Yuu!” Lavi quickly made his way over to the raven and wrapped his arms around him. “I’m so glad you’re awake.”
Lavi was surprised when Kanda returned his hug but he shook away the shock and hugged him closer.
“What brings you here Mugen boss?” Cyril’s cold tone brought everyone’s attention to him.
Lavi flinched when he heard what Cyril said. He almost forgot…Kanda was the boss of their rival Yakuza. Kanda tensed in his arms but he soon relaxed himself and pulled away from Lavi’s hold.
“Just checking in on the bastard,” Kanda replied in a bored tone. “I can see I’m not welcomed here, so I’m outta here.”
“Wait Yuu,” Lavi held on to Kanda’s hand to prevent him from leaving. “The boss would want you here. Please stay…”
Kanda shook his head. “I couldn’t care less what that bastard would want,” he replied with a snort. “Let go Lavi, Alma is waiting.”
“But Yuu…”
“Let go of Yuu!!” Alma yelled from the door. He glared daggers at Lavi who released Kanda, albeit a little hesitantly.
“Alma, calm down,” Kanda scolded. He gave Allen one last look and walked pass the others to where Alma stood. “We’re leaving.”
Alma nodded. “Un.”
Kanda was about to follow him out when he felt a small hand on his elbow; he looked down seeing Road’s golden depts.
“Are you giving up on Allen?” she asked. “Do you believe that he won’t get better?”
They stared at each other for a while until Kanda broke their eye contact. He pulled his hand from her grasp and turned away from her.
“No,” he replied to her first question. “He will and when he does I’ll kill him myself.”
With that said he left the room with Alma in tow. Road smiled at his response and turned to face the others.
“He’s pretty positive for someone who wants Allen dead,” she giggled. “Allen sure knows how to pick up trouble.”
Wisely nodded in agreement with Road. “It’s all predestined,” he said with a chuckle. “I don’t believe this is the end. We’ll see that feisty raven once again.”
Cyril walked over to Tyki to join him at Allen’s bedside. A frown marred his handsome face. His family was the most important thing to him and he failed to protect a family member. Even if the perpetrator was dead he still felt as if he had let Allen down.
“You’re not the only one who feels like shit, I feel responsible too,” Tyki said turning to face him. “I mean I was there and I couldn’t do a damn thing.”
“Tyki…” Cyril gave a light sigh. “Don’t blame yourself.”
“Cyril’s right,” Lavi added. “I’m the one at fault. I read the situation wrong.” He gritted his teeth. “I should have made a better plan.”
“Lavi it’s not your fault,” Tyki rested his hand on Lavi’s shoulder and then pulled him in his arms.
“Yes it’s no fault of ours,” Wisely said as he walked up to Allen’s bed. “Our dear Allen fell for one hell of a dangerous kitten. I guess it’s true what they say, ‘people are blinded by love.’”
What Wisely said seemed to lighten the tense mood that surrounded the three. The apprehension drained from their bodies and their shoulders slumped. Tyki and Lavi still felt at fault for Allen’s injury, as it was their duty to protect him. Allen was the boss and for him to get hurt proves that their Mafia is lacking in something.
“Allen gave himself in to protect Yuu-chan because of love,” Road began as he walked over to the side of the bed where the twins stood. “For Allen he didn’t care if he died, as long as he protected Yuu-chan. That kind of attachment was what caused this to happen.”
“So what are you implying, Road?” Debitto asked. He looked up at her as he was on his knees leaning against the bed. “That this is some kind of punishment for falling in love?”
“Is it hii?” Jasdero added. His eyes were on Allen’s still form.
Road shrugged. “I’m not saying that,” she pouted. “But think about it. If it was ‘normal’ Allen, there was no way in hell that we’d be standing here now.”
That was true; if Allen were acting like his normal self he wouldn’t give a fuck if Kanda were held hostage. He would have probably killed him along with the enemy. But Kanda was different; he was Allen’s one and only weakness.
“So, what’s going to happen now?” Wisely asked. To him it was like eight years ago all over again. “Are the brats taking over this time?”
Cyril shook his head. “We’ll continue as normal,” he replied. “Allen’s hospitalization will be kept a secret. We’ll wait for Allen to wake.”
“Yeah,” Tyki murmured. “Allen will wake up.” He grinned. “This is just a minor set back.”
“So true,” Road added. “I bet when Allen finally wakes he’ll be really pissed. Lying down for so long isn’t his style that is unless Yuu-chan is beside him.”
Wisely chuckled and then everyone became silent. It was obvious that they were beyond worried for Allen not as the Noah boss but as a member of their family member. He was an important member of their family and they didn’t want to lose him.
‘Allen, wake up soon…’ Lavi had never seen everyone look so grim. ‘Everyone is hoping for your recovery, even Yuu.’
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Kanda wondered if taking over a Yakuza should feel this…formal.
He quickened his steps as he walked down the pathway that the attendees cleared for him. They were all wearing formal black suits and dresses but he had to wear a goddamned yukata! It felt weird on him and the obi was tied so loosely that he swore it’d fall off. ‘God can’t this end soon?’ He finally reached his destination and with a drained sigh he knelt before some old guy. The old guy proceeded to yap on and on about the responsibilities of the Mugen Yakuza and other things that Kanda labeled as crap. ‘I’m taking over an illegal gang, why the fuck do I need to know all that crap!’
He zoned out everything that was said only looking as if he was paying attention. The old guy’s boring monologue soon came to an end and Kanda was glad for it. He was about to get up but a hand on his shoulder stopped him.
“Stay where you are Yuu,” Alma said with a smile. “It’s not over as yet.”
Kanda internally groaned. ‘There’s more?’ He glared at Alma; at least he was wearing a suit. ‘Damn it this thing is slipping off.’ He tried to discretely pull up the sleeve that was falling off but he felt a tug on it, as if someone was deliberately pulling it down. ‘What the fuck?’
He turned to his left seeing three unknown guys there. One of them was the one responsible for pulling down the sleeve of his yukata. He was about to knock them away from him when Alma spoke.
“Ah Yuu they’re just doing their job,” he said in a tone that sounded way too easygoing for Kanda’s liking. Weren’t three guys trying to strip him in front of a crowd of people? How the fuck could Alma sound like it’s nothing.
“What do you mean?” Kanda asked but before Alma could reply the three guys set out on their work. He flinched when he felt three needles digging into the flesh of his chest.
“Your mark,” Alma replied. “They’ll engrave it on your chest.” He saw the question in Kanda’s eyes and smiled. “It would take hours with one person so three person make it end quicker. So don’t move too much.”
Kanda looked blankly at his cousin and then down at the person’s who were professionally etching a tattoo on his chest. It did sting a bit having three freaking needles drawing at the same time but the quicker the better. Now all he had to do was sit there and wait for them to finish, easier said than done. In less than ten minutes he was already bored to hell. Alma was there providing some sort of distraction, not that it wasn’t working, but his knees were killing him. ‘How long am I going to kneel here damn it?!’
Half an hour later the three guys were done. They did a full three and a half hour job in less than a third of the time time. After they got up and left the old man came back. Kanda swore he’d die if the man started talking again but instead of talking he asked Kanda to stand, which he did. His legs felt a bit stiff from the angle they were forced to stay in and it made his stance a bit wobbly.
“Please turn to face the crowd Kanda-sama,” the old man continued in his lackluster tone. When Kanda turned to face the person’s who were gathered there he continued. “I present to you the sixteenth head of the Kanda clan and heir to the Mugen Yakuza, Kanda Yuu-sama, son of Kanda Kozato-sama.”
Everyone fell to their knees and bowed before Kanda. It was now official; Kanda was legitimately the boss of the Mugen Yakuza. He had no idea what the job entails but if it was something like what Allen did then it would be easy. First and foremost he must schedule a meeting with the members and those apart of his alliance. After all he should make his presence known. ‘What should be my first order?’ He was positive that many might not accept a young boss and might rebel against him.
He licked his lips at the thought and then smirked. ‘I’ll make it clear to them who the boss is.’
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“That went well,” Alma gave a yarn and then stretched. He was laying on the king size bed that looked out of place in the Japanese oriented room. “I’ll give you pointers on what to do now.”
Kanda had his eyes trained on Alma’s half naked form. He watched in fascination as Alma’s taut muscles flexed with every movement he made. Alma’s body was well toned and perfectly trained. He was toned in the right places and even though he had muscles they weren’t too bulky, it suited his form well.
“Yuu? Are you listening to me?” Alma asked as he sat up.
“Yeah,” Kanda replied. He removed his eyes from Alma’s body to look at his reflection in the mirror and specifically at the tattoo that took up most of the left part of his upper body. For something that was a rush job the tattoo was done well, as expected for professionals. “This looks familiar.”
Alma got up and walked over to where Kanda stood. “I’m sure it does,” he used his fingers to trail the pattern of the tattoo. It had the same design as his but Kanda’s own had a sort of arc on that had a flame pattern. The flame pattern extended to his upper arm and neck. That was the only difference between their tattoos.
“Stop it that tickles,” Kanda grab at Alma’s insistent fingers. “I remember where I saw it. Tou-san (1) used to have one just like it…”
“Oh,” Alma replied. His expression fell. “Kozato oji-chan was the boss…” Tears pricked the corner of his eyes. “Sorry Yuu…”
Kanda released Alma’s fingers and rested his hands on his head. “You’ve grown so much but you’re still a big baby,” he chuckled when he saw Alma pout. “I’m not blaming you for anything so you don’t have to apologize.” He looked up into Alma’s cobalt eyes. “I killed your father…”
“Don’t,” Alma interrupted. “You told me not to so you shouldn’t either.”
Kanda smiled a bit at that. Even though he hadn’t seen Alma in so long he didn’t feel any different being with him. It was like they weren’t separated eight years ago.
“Ok, I won’t,” he pulled on the yukata and adjusted it on his body. “What’s first?”
Alma took out a black marina from the closet. “We make it known to the followers that you’re at top,” he replied as he put on his marina. “But Yuu are you sure?”
Kanda nodded. “I’m already tainted, so why not?” he replied. “Don’t think of me as some innocent and clueless person. Right now you’re the only person from this Yakuza that I truly trust. I know you won’t let me regret it Alma.”
Alma got on his knees and he took Kanda’s right hand in his. “I’m forever your solider,” he kissed the back of his hand. “I will follow your command even if it leads to my end. My life is yours to lead my boss. I will protect you till my last breath, this I swear upon the name of the Mugen.” He gave Kanda a smile and got up. “Ah that oath sure is long.”
“Oath?” Kanda asked. The place where Alma kissed felt a bit warm.
Alma nodded and then flashed Kanda a bright smile. “It a traditional oath to pledge your life to the boss of the Mugen Yakuza,” he explained.
“Oh,” Kanda felt his cheeks heat up at what he asked next. “Did you say it to Hiroki?” He felt stupid asking that.
Cobalt eyes blinked in confusion. “No, why would I?” he chuckled. “The only one I’d pledge my life to is Yuu.” A mischievous grin crossed his face. “Eh could it be that Yuu was being jealous?”
The blush on Kanda’s face darkened. “No I wasn’t!”
Alma chuckled at Kanda’s cute behavior and pounced on him. “Yuu that expression was so cute!” he snuggled against Kanda’s back. “I’m so glad you’re with me Yuu. I love you the most.”
Kanda tensed at what Alma said but he soon relaxed into his arms. It felt different than being held by Allen. The arms around him were comfortable and it made him feel loved. With Allen there was constant pain along with his caresses, but if he was always in pain why was he craving for Allen’s touch?
There was a knock and it alerted the two to the door.
“Kanda-sama the guests have arrived,” the voice outside said. “It is time for the meeting.”
Kanda pulled away from Alma. “I’ll be there soon.”
“I will make them know.”
Alma pouted at being interrupted but he put on his best smile. “Whatever happens I’ll protect you.”
Kanda gave a rare smile in reply. “We’ll protect each others back,” he replied. “Let’s go.”
“Hai boss.”
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It was obvious what to expect from a meeting filled with old Yakuza men.
Hostile atmosphere: check.
Glares: check.
Intimidation: in progress.
Attempt at his murder: not yet but Kanda was sure they were up to something.
“So, you all are the bosses of the Yakuzas and Mafias allied with the Mugen?” Kanda asked as he entered the room. He walked up to where he should sit at the head of the table?
He wasn’t sure what to call it, as there wasn’t a table present. The old farts were sitting on some kind of tatami mats facing the front. Ok, sure they were in Japan but would it kill the maids or butlers to get some tables and chairs?
“Yes we are,” one man who looked to be in his mid twenties replied. He had deep brown eyes and thick black hair that spiked out, he also had a polite look about him but his aura spoke otherwise. “I’m Tomaki Kugar, boss of the Gengyo Yakuza. Please to meet your acquaintance Kanda Yuu-sama.”
Kugar bowed in respect but Kanda ignored him and sat down, facing all those who’ve gathered. “Ok first of all, who here hates the Noah Family?”
Everyone looked at each other in confusion then back at Kanda.
“My I ask the reason for this question,” Kugar asked. He seemed to be the spokes person for the group and apparently the youngest sans Kanda.
“No reason,” Kanda shrugged. “Just answer the damn question.”
“I believe that none of us here are very fond of that Mafia, Kanda-sama,” Kugar replied in a careful tone. “They are our enemies after all.”
Kanda nodded. “I see,” he smirked. “Ah well who gives a fuck, I just want to mention one thing. I don’t like traitors; betray me and you’re dead. That’s all; you’re free to go now.” The look on his face was of utter boredom.
“What is this?” an enraged voice barked. The person stood up to glare at Kanda. “You brat, who do you think you are threatening us like that?”
Kanda looked at him blankly and that angered the man even more.
“You’re just a brat, what do you know about leading a Yakuza!” the man clicked his teeth and sneered.
“I don’t need experience to lead you bunch of old farts,” Kanda spat in contempt. “If you’re done babbling get the fuck out.”
That was the last straw. “How dare you,” the man growled. “I’ll never acknowledge you; the boss of the Mugen Yakuza is Hiroki-san!” He pulled out a gun. “I’ll eliminate you and take the Mugen under my wing.”
He pointed the gun at Kanda but he didn’t shoot. It was as if he was waiting for something to happen. A few minutes passed and he looked around in shock.
“Where are my men?” he barked.
“Oh you mean these guys who I just killed?” Alma asked in a light tone. He slid the door open and stepped in. Blood was splattered on his face and his hands were soaked in it. “I dealt with them, no problem.”
“You!” the man stepped back a bit. “You monster!”
“Yuu, that guy there pointed a gun at you and plotted to take your life,” Alma began in a sing-song tone. His pupil slashed to slits. “What is his punishment?”
Kanda smirked. “Death,” he replied and before the man was aware of it he was in front of him.
The man fell to the ground surprised at having Kanda before him. His mouth widened when he saw that Kanda’s eyes were similar to Alma’s. “You’re…you’re a monster too.”
“Wrong choice of words,” Kanda drawled in a bored tone. “You should be begging for your pathetic life.” He pierced forward and stabbed the man in his chest. “Though, even if you begged I wouldn’t have spared you.” He slashed up, almost slicing the man in half.
Everyone was silent at the display. They were either too afraid to move, fearing the consequences or stunned by what happened. Kugar had a smirk on as he watched Kanda’s flawless kill. ‘Ah he’s very interesting.’
“Let this be a lesson to you all,” Kanda sneered at the people who were present. “Fuck around with me and you’re dead. Your only job is to follow my every whims, got it?”
“Hai boss,” they chorused.
“Now, get the fuck out.”
They didn’t wait to be told twice. All of them scurried out, all but Kugar.
“I see you’re no beginner when it comes to slaughter,” he gave Kanda an eerie smile. “I look forward with working with you in the future, Kanda-sama.” He gave a low bow and then left.
“I never did like that guy,” Alma said as he came up behind Kanda. “His aura smells of pervert.”
Kanda gave a low chuckle. “You sensed that too?” he looked down at the corpse at his feet. “Get someone to clean up the mess. I’m going to review a bit.”
Alma nodded. “No prob Yuu.”
Kanda turned to leave but paused as Alma called to him. “What is it, Alma?”
Instead of replying Alma walked up to Kanda and kissed him fully on the lips then pulled back. “I love you, Yuu,” he whispered as he enveloped him in his strong arms. “More than a cousin should…I know we’re both guys and family to boot but I can’t help it.”
Alma’s arms were trembling and he tried to calm himself. He finally got a chance to tell his cousin his true feelings, but now that he confessed he feared rejection. Kanda was silent and it made Alma a bit more worried. ‘Maybe Yuu thinks I’m weird…’
“Alma, why are you so afraid?” Kanda voiced after a while. “You love me right?” he asked and Alma nodded. “Then prove it.”
Cobalt eyes widened as they focused on Kanda’s face. He didn’t see any form of disgust on his features. ‘Does it mean that Yuu doesn’t hate me?’
“Yuu…can I kiss you again?” he asked. “This time using my tongue…?”
Kanda claimed Alma’s lips before he could say anything else. He pulled away and whispered something against his lips and then kissed him once more. It took a while before Alma could properly think and when he could he returned Kanda’s kiss with equal fervor, kissing him deeply. They sucked and nipped on each other tongues not breaking away, even for a gulp of air.
“Kanda-sama,” there was a few knocks on the wooden door.
Alma pulled away reluctantly with a pout. “Damn, interrupted again.”
Kanda chuckled and placed a small peck on Alma’s lips. “After I’m finished, let’s practice a bit,” he said as he walked over to the door. “I want us to fight, no holding back.”
Alma was a bit skeptical about fighting Kanda but he agreed. He would protect Kanda but that didn’t mean he would baby him. Kanda proved that he can take care of him self and he would respect and follow whatever Kanda told him.
“Sure, that sounds interesting,” he replied with a smile. A thought entered him mind and he tried to make his smile more sexy and domineering. “And afterwards we can have another form of practice.” He winked.
Kanda burst out laughing and Alma blushed. “Don’t say something like that again,” he said once his laughter died down. “It doesn’t match your face.”
“You don’t have to say it that bluntly,” Alma pouted; his cheeks still aflame.
“Sorry but it’s the truth,” Kanda replied. “I’m going now.”
Alma nodded and Kanda walked off. Once he stepped out the door he was greeted with the scene out of a massacre. ‘Alma dealt with them perfectly.’ He thought as he scanned the area, taking the badly slashed and ripped bodies that lay on floor. Speaking of Alma reminded him of Alma’s confession a while ago. It wasn’t as if he didn’t guess that there was a possibility that his cousin might like him but…damn, it was complicated.
“Kanda-sama.”
Kanda looked forward seeing one of the female caretakers of the mansion. “I’ll be in the library,” he replied.
The woman bowed and then turned to leave. Kanda stood there watching her retreating back. He felt a sudden urge to attack her but he tried to quell the urge. The blood that soaked the area had his mind running around in circles but he refused to give into it. Alma wasn’t giving in to his killing instincts and he would try not to also. So with great restraint he turned away and walked towards the opposite end of the hall.
He remembered where everything was, even though he hadn’t been there in almost eight years it seemed as if nothing had changed. The halls were just like he remembered and so were most of the rooms. It had been so long since he was at his childhood home and though he felt a bit out of place there, he was glad to finally be back.
‘I have to find out more on that Lotus Project,’ he thought as he quickened his steps towards the area where the library was located. ‘I need to find out more about this Yakuza too, so that I know what I’m dealing with.’
Becoming the boss of a Yakuza wasn’t his career choice but since he was, might as well milk to its fullest right? Now he needed to establish his reputation. He would make his name the most feared name in all of Japan, even more than Allen’s. But why limit himself to Japan; the world is open for his pleasure. ‘Oi bastard better get up soon or I’ll demolish your little Mafia.’
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