Musical Madness chapter 5
Disclaimer: don't own!
Warnings: tons of language, mentions of shotacon, real SMUT, yaoi, guy on guy, tons of possible typos and missing words, unbeta'd
A/N: yeah I got the music in me! Hehehe ok time to get a tune in on Kanda's second life, as the perfect heir to the Kanda corp financial company! Not that his life is anything close to being perfect…ah I hope you all sympathize with poor Yuu-chan! Sorry for it being way overdue…Early Christmas present! Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year guys~!
Enjoy!
Chapter 5 - Don't You Fake it!
A groan could be heard from the couch. Hazy gray eyes blinked open only to shut back from the harsh glare of the sun that streamed through the windows. He groaned as his neck felt stiff and his body ached but not as much as his head. It felt as if an eight wheeler truck drove over his head, reversed and then drove over it once again. That was how much his head ached.
He sat up and instantly regretted it as the nausea raged and he felt the urge to throw up. His hand shot up to his mouth as an effort to prevent the vomit from coming out but the attempt was proving to be futile. He got up and ran to where he remembered where the bathroom was and emptied his gut in the toilet bowl.
He heaved and released everything that was in his stomach. His grip tightened on the edge and he barfed. He felt horrible and in need of a really strong pain killer but in spite of it all he was smiling.
"You're awake," the voice behind him made his ears rung.
"Ah Lavi," Allen wiped the saliva from his mouth."You mind getting me some pain killers?"
Lavi glared at him. "No."
Allen was sure he didn't hear well. "Uh Lavi? What are you doing?"
The next thing he knew he was thrown outside the door unto the lush green grass that was slick with dew. He threw up once more from the sudden movement.
"Lavi?"
"Go be sick at yer own house!" Lavi yelled from the doorway. "I don't hav' time ta deal with you right now."
Allen tried to hold back a barf as his aching head attempted to wrap around what Lavi just said. "Lavi! Are you kicking out your really sick friend!" he asked in disbelief.
Lavi disappeared for a minute but then he came back with a half naked Tyki, whom he threw out too. "Yeah and take him with you!"
The door slammed shut and Allen let loose the vomit he tried to hold back on Lavi's flowers. "Damn," he complained. "How harsh can he get?"
Tyki chuckled and stood up. He was clad in only a loose fitting sweat pants. "Cheer up, it aint Lavi's fault he's like that now," he replied as he helped Allen up. "Gramps called a while ago. He's making a surprise visit today."
Allen nodded in understanding. "Oh I see." 'Bad time to have a party the day before. Damn, Bookman is going to skin Lavi alive if he comes back and finds his house trashed.'
"I'll take you home," Tyki said as they neared his sleek black sports car. They stopped before it and Tyki turned off the alarm. "Oi Allen…" his voice trailed off when he saw Allen bending over to vomit in a patch of grass. 'This is not going to end well.' "Seriously, Allen if you make a mess I'm kicking you out, even if I'm driving."
Allen nodded in a way to say he understood. He walked over to the passenger's side. Hopefully he didn't get a case of motion sickness and throw up in Tyki's brand new car that he got a few weeks ago. That wouldn't bode well with Tyki and he might end up as road kill.
Thankfully, the ride from Lavi's to Kuu's place wasn't that long and by the time he got out of the car that was when the nausea caught up to him. He leaned over the patch of bushes and released the contents of his stomach once more.
"Dad, you look like shit," Kuu's cheery voice sounded form in front of him. The high pitch of her voice had his head ringing.
"Ow my head…" Allen groaned.
Kuu felt a bit sorry for her dad but it was his fault for wanting to get smashed. "Dad I'm gonna stay over at Road's place today. I'll be back tomorrow k." she said before she walked over to where Tyki stood with a overnight bag in tow. "Take care~"
Allen barely had time to decode what Kuu said as the tone of her voice had his head splitting in two, the next thing he knew Kuu was already in Tyki's car and said car was pulling out from they driveway.
"Eh? Kuu…?" he tried to stand up only to fall back down on his knees. "Wait a minute!"
That sucked, now he was home alone with one hell of a hang over and with no one to take care of him.
"Kuu what kind of daughter are you?" he leaned over the hedge vomiting his guts onto the grass.
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Unblinking russet eyes stared up at the ceiling of his room. There were no lights on and even if it was morning the room was pitch dark. Kanda's eyes were already used to the darkness his room provided; it was like a form of comfort for him.
His room's interior design was gothic themed. Miscellaneous skull patterned, dark affiliated items and posters lined along his black painted walls. The curtains that blocked the offensive sun from shining inside were of a gothic black and crimson design. They looked like something that one would find in an old English setting. As did his black mahogany night table and dresser, almost all of the furniture in his room was made from the dark wood.
He closed his eyes and rolled on to his side, bringing the dark red satin sheets up and over his head. The four poster queen size bed was too big for him alone, hell four people could be there with him and the bed would still feel fucking huge. Sometimes he just felt like it would be better if he could just dissolve into the darkness that plagued his room, but now after reconciling with Allen, he craved for his touch. He knew he was being a fucking idiot for turning back to Allen after all these years of ignoring him.
It should be easy but it wasn't. Ignoring Allen for almost seven years turned him into the slut he was today but it was the only way. He couldn't bear to be the person he had to become with Allen at his side that was why he let him go, but now his weakness was allowing Allen to get closer to him once more. That would be his downfall if he let it continue but for some reason it could be his redemption. With Allen he felt as if he could do anything; even prevent his father from ruling all aspects of his life.
There was a sudden and insistent knock at Kanda's door but he kept his eyes closed and ignored it. "Kanda-sama, please wash up. Breakfast is ready."
The voice was gone, not even waiting for Kanda to reply, not that he would have. None of the maids or servants wanted to have anything to do with Kanda outside of their duties, as Yuu Kanda was known as the problem child of the Kanda family. Well, he was the only child of the Kanda family.
Kanda gave a low growl like sound and sat up, staring yet not focusing his eyes on anything in particular. He swung his feet over to the ground and got up, doing a few stretches before he walked over to windows and opened it. A shimmer of light streamed through, laminating the dark room. Kanda stood before the window clad in only a pair of dark blue and black stripped boxers. He walked over to the right corner of his room where his private bathroom was located, and opened the door. His eyes were still trying to adjust to the sudden brightness that flooded into his room and now the brightness of the light from his bathroom.
"Fuck, today will no doubt be fucking hell," he grumbled to himself as he stepped into the brightly lit room. Spending the whole day with his father is going to tire him out no doubt.
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"Ohayo gozaimasu," Kanda murmured as he took his place around the large table. He sat opposite to his father whose place was at the head of the table.
The greeting was returned and Kanda hoped that he wouldn't have to deal with seeing that bitch this early in the morning.
"Ah Ohayo," a female voice chimed. "Sorry for being late dear."
'Fuck, I spoke too soon,' Kanda gritted his teeth in self suppressed rage. He raised his head to glare at the blond hair power hungry bimbo who sat in the seat on his father's right. God he fucking hated that bitch like poison, perhaps even more.
"Yuu, I haven't heard a greeting form you," she turned her steely blue eyes to regard Kanda in contempt. Kanda remained silent. "Come on your dear mother is waiting."
At that Kanda sneered. "Ohayo mother," he gritted out through his teeth. The last word burned his tongue and made him want to throw up. A thought came to him which caused a smirk crossed his lips. "I didn't see you at all yesterday been out getting fucked?"
There was a sudden fit of coughs that had Kanda's smirk widen in size and intensity.
"Yuu!" his father barked. "Don't you dare talk to your mother that way!"
Kanda suppressed the urge to scream out 'but that whoring bitch isn't my mother!' but he kept it in. He didn't acknowledge that whore as his mother, his real mother died twelve years ago.
"Don't get so upset Kozato dear," the blonde woman replied, she had an almost teasing look in her eyes. "His false accusations don't bother me at all."
Kozato turned his steely cobalt eyes to his wife, which soften a fraction when looking at her. "I'm sorry for his behavior Elian," he then turned his gaze back to Kanda and they hardened when he saw that his son had an 'I don't give a shit' look on his face. "Apologize to her this minute!"
Kanda looked taken aback at his demand. 'That fucker, he's picking up for that whore and not his own son?' He tched and got up as he had lost his appetite. "I'm sorry," he muttered with his head hung low. Elian was about to smirk in triumph when Kanda lifted his head and smirked. "I'm sorry my step mother is such a promiscuous slut." And with that said he exited the dining room. He was sure his father would punish him but he didn't give a flying fuck.
A small smile crossed his face. For some reason he felt as if a small part of suffering was lifted.
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Noon caught Kanda sitting in his father's study with the queen of the whores herself. His father had called him there to straighten out his recent rebellious 'attitude' problem and the bitch was there to watch. Half way through the lecture his father got a phone call and had left to take it. That was ten minutes ago and he had yet to return.
"You've been giving me tons of lip as of late; you better shut it if you know what's good for you," Elian growled at Kanda. She didn't like the fact that he was sitting in the same room as her. "Back off or else."
Kanda smirked. "Or else what?" he challenged with a glare. "What can a whore like you do? Do you think someone like you is able to challenge me?"
"Why you little slut," Elian sneered. "You think you have more power than me. I'll-"
"I know I do," Kanda bit in. "Those guys you whored your self to won't back you up that's for sure."
A look of disgust took over Elian face and she hissed. "So you've already gotten into their pants eh? You sure work fast you disgusting faggot," she looked at Kanda as if he was nothing more than filthy trash. "It repulses me knowing that I have to act as a mother figure to a slutty fag who spread his legs for just about any man."
Kanda's expression became murderous but he tried to keep his emotions in check. "Isn't that what you thought me mother," the last word sounded like something one would find on the bottom of their shoes. "I learnt everything I know from you. Only that it worked better for me, I guess that's why all your men left you for me."
Elian was livid. She wanted to put Kanda in his place but Kozato chose that moment to step back in.
"What is going on here?" he demanded in such a harsh voice that Elian flinched.
"Nothing father," Kanda replied with a look of triumph mixed with smugness.
Kozato was suspicious but he let it slide. "I have no idea as to why your behavior has gotten this bad," he continued where he left off as if he hadn't left to take a call, "but you better shape up, you're expected to take over the family business and I expect nothing less."
Dispassionate russet eyes blinked in boredom and Kanda suppressed the urge to yarn. He had heard that speech before and hearing it constantly won't make change his ways, it just worsen it. The garbage his father sprouted was no where near convincing, intimidating yes, but not convincing. He didn't believe a word, hell he doubted his father gave a shit as to what he was saying. His dad was probably just reciting some goddamned written speech.
"Are you listening to me, Yuu?" Kozato barked when he noticed how Kanda's eyes were unfocused.
"Yes I am father," Kanda replied with a smug smile that he never used in the presence of his father. He was blatantly lying through his teeth.
The cheeky smile never faltered and Kozato felt he was nearing his wits end. His son's behavior had been changing over the last few weeks and for some reason he figured that it had something to do with that strange young man that dropped his son home last night. Never had his son acted the way he did last night, deeply kissing a boy in his presence.
"I don't want to hear anymore of your sass boy!" he snapped as he slapped his hands against the large mahogany table. "Go to your room and work on those manners of yours. We will be attending a party hosted by your future wife's family later today."
Kanda gritted his teeth when his father mentioned the word wife. How could he even mention that to him? His father knew very well which team he batted for but he doubted that his prissy little uptight mind could wrap around the fact that his only son was gay. Not that he cared. He wasn't about to lie to himself to please his fucking father.
Since the time he let Allen take both his virginities he knew for sure that he was gay. He never found girls attractive and to top it off he rather 'catching' than 'pitching.' There was no way in hell he would have a normal marriage with some chick.
Kanda clicked his teeth and got up, ignoring the smug look on Elian's face. He'd get his revenge, just you wait.
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He felt ridiculous and completely out of place. His deep russet eyes travelled across the room taking in everything that he could. The place sick his stomach. It was too proper. He winced when he spotted something curly and blond approaching him and he tried to quell the need to up chuck his stomach.
"Ah there you are," the annoying voice of a prim and proper lady assaulted his ears. She was dressed likewise in an elegant light blue sleeveless dress with matching heals. "My, my, you look as handsome as ever."
"I can't say the same about you," Kanda replied with a sneer. He made it clear hundreds of times that he was not interested in the bitch. How the fuck haven't she gotten the message yet? It wasn't like he was never subtle with his rejections.
"Your tongue hasn't lost its harshness I see," the blond girl continued as if what Kanda said was a normal everyday conversation. Her face was lined heavily with make-up. "It would do you well not to be so cruel to your betrothed."
There it was; that goddamned word that meant marriage was somehow linked with their futures. He was tired of explaining to her over and over that he was gay and would not under any circumstances get married to her in the near future or ever for that fact. Her persistence was annoying. It was as if she disregarded all of his refusals, placing her mind set in the future and the so called four kids that they would have together.
Kanda felt as he would vomit just thinking about it.
"Listen bitch," he began ready to set her straight.
"Giselle-sama," another voice interrupted him and he turned just in time to see one of the party guests approach them. He looked as if he was some big shot manager or something. "Ah sorry to intrude on you two love birds, you must have been having a very enticing conversation with your fiancé."
That was the last straw. Kanda walked off leaving the two alone. If he stayed there any longer he would act in a behavior not fitting of a 'Kanda heir' and disgrace his father. Not that he cared but it was something he had to do.
"Oh I'm sorry did I cause something?" the man asked Giselle. He looked genuinely remorseful.
Giselle waved in a negative. "Oh Yuu is just shy," she dismissed Kanda's behavior. "So what may I help you with Sir Regan?"
Kanda wanted nothing more than to leave. He had only been there for close to half an hour and already he was itching to go home, no not go home, to meet up with his friends. This part of his life was what he hated. He never liked acting all prim and proper as if he was some spoilt rich kid. That was not who he was, if he had his way he would have had his father disown him years ago. He was working on it but for some goddamn reason his dad refuse to. 'Why won't he just kick me out and knock up that bitch for his heir.'
A life that was laid out for him to follow chock filled with restrictions wasn't one that he wanted. What he wanted to make his own decisions, he own mistakes and live from them. He didn't want or need the life of a pampered rich brat. If it was the last thing he did he'd show his father that he didn't need what he had to offer. He could survive just well without his so called family.
He pushed the door to the balcony and stepped outside. The air hung heavy with moisture and the humid night held a promise of rain. He rested his hands on the low metal railing and gave a deep sigh. His eyes closed as the chilly night air caressed his face. It was relaxing. Well as relaxing as it could get wearing a suit. Damn how he hated dressing up for these stupid parties.
"Shit, I'm still his little poppet aren't I?" he said to no one in particular. His fist clenched tightly on the railing. "Damn it, damn it, damn it!"
He felt unusually stressed at the moment and because of his involvement with Allen he refused to partake in his usual stress reliever. It seemed like it had been years since he last had sex, but actually it had been close to two weeks. Usually he would get wild over the weekend to blow off the accumulated steam, but somehow that thought never crossed his mind whenever he was with Allen. Just being in Allen's presence calmed his urges and made him think of other things than his problems. Allen was a god sent for him. It made him really want to question why he avoided him all these years.
"I'm an idiot," he murmured softly. A half smirk crossed his face at the thought. "I'm an idiot, but I want to see you."
He didn't know how long he stood outside marveling the wonders of the night sky. It was calming and he felt the stress slowly leaving his body.
"Kanda-sama, so this was where you were."
Shit, he spoke too soon.
The tranquil feeling that briefly surrounded Kanda shattered as if instantly and a deep frown marred his attractive features. He felt the stress and the frustration taking over once more and with that he felt the urge to either kill someone or have sex.
"The guests were asking about you," the man continued, completely oblivious to Kanda's darkening mood. "It seems that there will be an announcement that requires your presence."
Kanda remained silent as the man continued talking. He was a butler of Giselle Mitchell's family. An annoying fucker of a butler Kanda might add.
When he stopped talking Kanda gave a sigh in relief but that was short lived. Something more fucking annoying decided to crash all his hopes of ever relaxing.
"My lady," the butler turned to greet the new comer. Giselle stood at the doorway in all her snotty wonders. "I was about to have Kanda-sama join us inside."
"Oh I'll deal with that," she said with a charming smile. "I'll tell Yu-"
"Don't fucking call me that!" Kanda practically growled at her.
"-the wonderful news," Giselle continued without missing a beat.
"As you wish my lady," the butler bowed and turned to leave.
Kanda was livid and was only getting more pissed and stressed out as the seconds ticked by. He pushed back from leaning on the balcony railing and turned go back inside. So that he could get the hell away from her before he lost all his self control.
"Wait," she grabbed his arm before he could pass her. "I want to tell you something." Her voice was extra cheery as if she had heard some good news. "Sir Regan is planning on purchasing a private island for us as a wedding present!" she seemed really happy, too bad Kanda didn't share in her sentiments.
That was the last straw. What ever control he had over his emotions snapped at what she said. Kanda yanked her frail hand away from his and pushed her back. Giselle was surprised by the sudden violent act and look up at him in question. She did a double-take when she saw the expression on Kanda's face. It was murderous.
"Read my fucking lips!" Kanda's tone rivaled that of a roaring lion. "We. Are. NOT. Getting. Married!" he howled at the top of his voice. "I don't give a fuck about you or anything of the likes. So leave me the fuck alone!"
Giselle stood trembling as tears gathered to the corners of her eyes. She had never seen Kanda so angry, angry at her. It made her rethink if Kanda was really just shy about their engagement.
Lightning and thunder roared in the sky and soon after there was a light drizzle. Kanda turned and left leaving her whimpering in the rain. His mind was a mess and he had to calm down. He needed to calm down.
When he entered the ballroom he was immediately attacked by a flurry of people. They were going on and on about some crap he didn't know or gave a shit about. But from what his muddled mind could make out they were congratulating him on setting a wedding date. His mind trailed off when he heard he was going to get married after he left high school. He tried to catch his breath, to get some space but they were surrounding him. It was suffocating. He felt as if he was slowly dying.
"Shut up!" he screamed at the top of his lungs. His hands gripped his head as a spitting headache felt as if it would splatter his brain apart. "Just shut the fuck up!"
Everyone went silent at his outburst. They were appalled at his language and the tone he used. His father was instantly at his side with a disapproving look on his face. All the while trying to save face.
"Yuu, what are you doing?" he barked. "Disgracing the family this way!"
Kanda wasn't in the mood to deal with any of his father's bullshit. "Leave me the fuck alone," he yelled before pushing past his father and running out the door.
"Yuu!" his father called after him but Kanda didn't stop.
His head was killing him and he couldn't take it. He needed to leave. He needed to escape the overbearing pressure before it killed him.
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"My hangover's almost gone," Allen yarned and stretched as he pushed himself off the couch. He looked at the circular blue clock that hung on the wall opposite the couch he was on. "Ten minutes to nine, man its early." He whined to himself.
To him, any time before four in the morning was considered early and even then he didn't go home until minutes to seven - AM - when he parties. He gave the phrase 'party all night' a new meaning. But that was Allen; he was a party-fanatic.
'Kuu won't be back until tomorrow, which means…' a creepy grin appeared on his face at the implications of what that mean. He ran upstairs to his room and then back down. In his hands were a couple of items that looked relatively harmless. They were a bottle of clear oil, a box of tissues and something that looked to be an unmarked DVD case.
He headed over to the room beside the one he was sleeping in before. This one had a large screen plasma television and a couple on bean bag chairs. From its appearance it seemed to be an entertainment room.
"Because Kuu was always here I couldn't do it once but since she's not here…" he chuckled to himself as he plopped himself in front of the large screen TV. "Jacking off to porn on a large screen TV feels so much better than doing it in my room."
Now it was confirmed: Allen was a huge pervert…
He slipped the DVD in the player and pressed play on the remote he picked up off the table. Once it said 'initializing' he relaxed back in a dark blue bean bag chair, waiting for the disc to load. The player began reading the disc and just as it began to play the sound of the door bell almost had him jumping out of his skin. He dropped the remote and immediately hopped to his feet.
'Damn who is that at this hour?' he hurried out the entertainment room towards the room where his band practiced, which was connected by the same hall. The front door was in the same room and he hurried to answer it.
"Geez it's raining cats and dogs out there!" he complained as he turned the knob to open the door. "Who'd be out in this downpour?" He pulled the door open and was shocked to see who was standing there soaked to the bone. "Kanda?"
Kanda has a blank look in his eyes as he looked up at Allen. He was wearing his dark blue suit but he was soaked through from the rain. From the look of it he probably walked all his way there.
"Kanda what are you doing here? Never mind that, come in. We need to get you changed or you might catch a cold," Allen fussed over his appearance. He grabbed his hand and was surprised at his temperature. "Shit you're freezing!"
Kanda said nothing as Allen pulled him inside and shut the door. He continued to say nothing as Allen shed his body of the wet clothes and wrapped in a dark red blanket that he took off the couch. His lips were cold and chattering and his face pale, likewise his eyes matched his body temperature cold and dispassionate.
A few minutes later Allen had Kanda - still naked and wrapped in a thick blanket - sitting on the couch beside him with a cup of hot chocolate in his hands. He placed Kanda's clothes in the dryer and went upstairs for some spare clothes for him to wear but they went unworn as Kanda didn't spare them a second glance.
Kanda still hadn't said anything as to why he was there and Allen didn't feel like prying into it, at least not yet. He wanted Kanda to tell him, but he knew there was nowhere in hell that Kanda would tell him crap.
The silence was becoming awkward and Allen felt the urge to break it by saying something, anything, no matter how stupid it was. But he couldn't find the appropriate opening. Kanda was just staring blankly at the hot beverage in his hands, lost in thought. Finally Allen mustered up the courage to say something but Kanda beat him to it.
"Are we gonna fuck today or not?"
If Allen was drinking something he would have spluttered it all over the carpet. He turned his flushed face towards Kanda who was looking at him with the same blank look. 'Is he serious? No way he can't be serious right?' He was still trying to wrap his mind on what Kanda just said. It was too good to be true.
An annoyed look crossed Kanda's face and he placed the mug down on the mahogany coffee table and then shed the blanket from his body. He crawled over to where Allen sat, seemingly frozen on spot.
At the touch of another body close to his, warm naked skin, Allen couldn't help but jerk in attention. The gentle touch sent a shockwave straight down to his groin. God, it was like he was a damned bunny all he could think about was getting into Kanda's pants. But right now he could feel it, something was bothering Kanda and he wouldn't let his dick rule him at this moment.
"Kanda," he mewled when he felt Kanda nibbling on his earlobe. It felt really nice. "You're distracting me from something." He pulled back and stopped Kanda's persistent lips. "There is something you're running away from. Tell me."
Kanda frowned and pulled back from Allen's grasp. He wanted sex that was why he was there. He didn't want to talk about anything he just wanted to fuck. Cold, unfeeling sex, just like what he had with his past fuck-friends. But it seemed he wasn't going to get that from Allen.
"If we're not gonna fuck I'm leaving," he sneered and then got up. The pain was still there. He just wanted to forget it and everything for that matter, even if just temporary.
"Wait," Allen held on to his right hand and pulled him back into the couch. "Kanda, I'm not going to let you use sex as a way to forget your problems." He held Kanda's naked form close to him. "Sex between us should more special not just as a stress reliever."
Kanda remained silent. He wasn't really listening to Allen as the warmth that the other youth provided was soothing. It was calming his frizzed out nerves and bringing back his normality. He finally relaxed into Allen's arms and rested his head other's shoulder in defeat. It was hard to understand Allen sometimes. He didn't know whether he was like everyone else who was ruled by their cocks or he was some kind or moral abiding person.
He clicked his tongue. The next thing you know he might even say 'no sex till marriage' or some crap like that.
"Kanda is everything alright?" Allen asked. He was glad that Kanda was finally relaxed but he wanted to know why he was so tense and eager to have ex. Not that he would have denied him if it was some other situation. "Weren't you supposed to be with your father all weekend?" When Kanda tensed again he realized that the problem was indeed with his dad.
"Don't wanna talk about it," Kanda murmured in his chest. His hot breath ghosted against Allen's upper body causing Allen to shiver in pleasure.
'Shit, down boy not now.' It was getting harder to control his libido.
"Ok but that's not fair you know," Allen whispered gently. He reached for the discarded blanket and covered Kanda's expose body with it. "If you don't tell me how can I make it better?"
"Fuck me," Kanda purred.
Allen gave a sigh. There was no getting through to Kanda. "I guess talking isn't going to get your attention," he pulled Kanda's head back by his damped hair and crashed his lips onto his, then pulled back. "Ok I'll do it your way."
Kanda gave a low 'oof' when he felt his back collided with the soft cushions of the couch. He wasn't given a time to recover as Allen was on his lips immediately. A moan spilled from his lips and to Allen's when both his hardened nubs were tweaked.
"Will you tell me," Allen mouthed against Kanda's lips.
"No," Kanda mouthed back and Allen lightly bit on his bottom lip causing his to gasp.
Allen wasted no time slipping his tongue into Kanda's warm mouth, tasting him fully. He pulled back and attached his lips on Kanda's neck, sucking and biting into the flesh as Kanda mewled and trashed beneath him. The time for talk was no more. Allen was impatient and Kanda didn't seem to want to talk, so he figured 'to hell with it.' He would fuck Kanda and once they were down from their sex induced high he'd try to talk to him again. His libido wouldn't wait anymore.
Taking Kanda right then and there on the couch was what he intended but his sense of duty was still intact. His sense of duty as a pseudo-father to Kuu to be exact. He knew after the mind-blowing sex that they would have he would be in no shape to want to move. Hell forbid if they fall asleep right there on the couch and Kuu came back tomorrow and saw them there, naked. He didn't know if he could face her normally if that happened. So to prevent that from happening he'd take their love making to his room.
He reluctantly separated his lips from Kanda's. "Hey lets take it up to my room," he got up and pulled Kanda in his arms.
Kanda's first instinct was to push Allen back on the couch and have his way with him but…
"Where's Kuu?" he asked instead.
"She's at Road's," Allen replied nipping along Kanda's color bone. "She won't be back until tomorrow morning." He bit down hard and then lapped at the reddish bruise.
"Oh," was Kanda's only reply before he let Allen pull him towards the stairway that led up to the second floor.
Allen climbed the steps with Kanda in tow and then led him down the dimly lit hall toward the lone door at the end. He opened the door and pulled Kanda inside.
His room reflected his outgoing personality. There were posters of various artistes and singers plated all around his bedroom walls. As well as pictures of his childhood, where mostly pictures Kanda, Kuu and himself were dominant. There were one and two pictures that had Lavi and Alex but not to a great extent as Kanda. The walls were painted a dark blue shade and the only furniture in his room that had his attention now was his bed. His night table, computer desk and dresser were considered unimportant at the moment. 'Hmm maybe not now but later.' They would make the perfect solid surface to have round two, three and four on.
He pushed Kanda on top of his unmade bed and instantly mounted, kissing him deeply and passionately. Kanda tugged at his shirt and he pulled back to take it off. He slipped the white marina over his head and tossed it, not caring where it landed. With it gone he brought his attention back to his constant wet dream that was now panting with need on his bed. If you told him two weeks ago that he and Kanda would somehow end up in that situation he would beg you not to lie to him…but that wasn't the point. The point was he was still finding it hard to believe that he had Kanda in his bed.
Hard to believe but true. How he waited for a moment like this. It seemed like forever since he had Kanda had spoken to each other and now they were going to have sex. It still felt too good to be true.
"Are you going to do anything sometime this century?" he heard Kanda's voice snapped.
"Ah of course," Allen answered back with a half smile half smirk and before Kanda was even aware that he moved, his mouth was on Kanda's semi-hard member.
Kanda gave a throaty groan when he felt the languid muscle on his heated member. The teasing licks and nips that Allen gave him were driving him insane with want. Soon his member was hard and standing stiff, practically begging to be sucked.
Allen wasn't one to disappoint. He took Kanda's cock deep down his throat in one gulp humming lowly when the tip hit the back of his throat. It sent a tremor of vibrations up Kanda's shaft and he squeezed his eyes shut as the pleasure poured over his body.
He used his left hand to fondle Kanda's balls, caressing them lovingly in his grasps while his other hand grasped the base of his cock pumping it in time with his sucks.
"Ngh…god so good…" Kanda moaned as Allen sucked on his cock with such enthusiasm that rivaled a starving baby. "Mmnn…aaah…" he gripped the sheets tightly as his mind ran wild with immense pleasure.
Allen's head moved up and down the hard shaft in a speedy yet steady rhythm. He hollowed his cheeks to give Kanda the upmost pleasure while he deep-throated him at the same time then pulled back and repeated the process over again. While he distracted Kanda with his ministrations he reached over to his night table and pulled out a small tube of clear liquid. He squeezed a good amount in his right hand and coated his fingers.
Kanda's cock slid out of his mouth with an audible 'pop' sound and he attached his eager lips to Kanda's balls. Sucking one of the sacs into his mouth as his index finger coated the outer ring of his anus. He pushed that finger inside and then pulled it back, going at a shallow pace. Kanda didn't even wince as the finger intruded and Allen took it as a sign to slip another in.
The warmth of Kanda's inner walls almost had Allen impatient. He felt like he should just yank his fingers out and sheathe his achingly hard member there. The wait was too much to bear but he had to prepare Kanda properly. He didn't want it to go like their first time…ok granted they were just kids then but now he knew better.
Another finger joined the two and he began thrusting deeper as if searching for something. He found what he was looking for when he heard Kanda's scream. A grin crossed his lips and he rained hits after hits on Kanda's prostrate.
"Fuck…mo…yashi," Kanda panted, unable to think straight. "Goddamnit!" he closed his eyes to concentrate as Allen's assaults wouldn't relent. "Fuck me…with your ahhh dick…not nghh…fingers…"
Allen chuckled when he heard what Kanda said. The vibrations of his chuckle made its way up Kanda's shaft, overloading his mind with pleasure.
"I'm preparing you," Allen replied.
"I don't…need preparation…" Kanda panted. "I need your dick!"
Allen smiled and pulled back. "As you wish," he removed his fingers from Kanda's secret place and moved to unzip his own painfully hard member. "No more holding back."
He squeezed some more lube in his hands and coated his cock. The cold feeling of the liquid had him hissing but it was a welcomed sensation. While he readied himself Kanda had his gaze locked on Allen's cock. He would have loved it if it was his mouth sucking Allen until he was wet but right now he would let it slide. Next time however; he would get to enjoy his meal. He licked his slips at the thought.
When Allen deemed his cock wet enough he raised Kanda's left leg and positioned himself at his entrance. He pushed until the tip of his cock was inside and then he slowly pulled back. Kanda arched his back and his mouth opened in a silent cry. It felt so good.
Allen had to close his eyes to adjust himself to the tightness that envelope his member. If he had any less self control he would have come already just from the warmth he was buried in. But he wasn't that weak. He would remain in control and show Kanda what he was missing.
He began with slow shallow thrusts while going deeper with each plunge, until he was fully sheathed. Kanda was completely vocal with his demands. He screamed at Allen to fuck him harder, deeper, faster, all the while moaning, telling Allen how fucking good he was. Allen complied with his commands and he raised both his legs to pin them on his shoulders. With the change in angle he slammed in deeper, hitting Kanda's prostrate dead on.
"Oh fuck! So…so good!" Kanda moaned as his vision became spotty with the assaults that rained on his prostrate. "…Ngh…aaaaahhhh…more…fuck me…more…"
"Shit…so tight…" Allen panted. It was as if Kanda was getting tighter and tighter when he pushed deeper into him. "God, fucking you is so good…"
Kanda gripped him tighter when he heard that. Being fucked bareback felt so much better than using a condom. Even if the thin layer of plastic was barely noticeable, there was a slight difference to him. Or did it feel different because it was Allen who was fucking him? That might have been the case. He had never felt this good with his other fuck friends and he was craving more.
Allen kept at a steady pace, pulling back and slamming into Kanda's prostrate with enough force to have him seeing stars. He lowered Kanda's legs off his shoulders and pulled him up to have him straddle his waist. Kanda gave a loud moan at the change but then a sultry smile crossed his lips. Without warning he pushed Allen back on the bed and pinned him beneath him.
"Kanda?" Allen blinked surprise when his back hit the softness of his bed. "What a…ngh…"
Kanda stopped him from saying anything more by hugging the cock in his ass tighter. He leaned closer and lightly nipped on Allen's bottom lip as he worked his hips up and down in a speedy rhythm. Allen mind was in complete bliss. When Kanda raised his hips and fell back down on him it was heaven. He swore he blacked out a couple of times but he managed to keep conscious.
The look on Kanda's face was a mixture of smugness and pure pleasure. He was having the time of his life bringing Allen closer to his orgasm. It was as if he was feeding from the pleasure he gave Allen, like an incubus. The look on Allen's face was driving him over the edge.
"Fuck…that's it…" Allen moaned out. He gripped Kanda's hips and brought him down hard, repeating the process. "Nnnn…ride me hard…"
Kanda's back arched when Allen brought him down on his cock. His vision blacked out for a bit and he saw stars when his prostate to the hit head on. He was getting closer and closer to his orgasm and by the speed Allen was going at, so was he.
"Oh god…so close," he panted. His sweaty bangs clung to his face and his loose hair swished with every thrust. "…I'm gon…na…fuck I'm…gonna…come…"
Allen held on to his hands and pinned it to his chest as he pushed up faster and harder than before. The bed creaked and groaned from the strain, sounding as if it would fall apart any minute. There was a familiar pooling in his gut and his thrusts became even more frantic. He released one of Kanda's hands and reached for his neglected member, pumping in time with his frenzied thrusts.
Kanda threw his head back and arched his back as he come the same time Allen pushed him self deeper and released. The sticky white substance squirted up, hitting Kanda's face and coating it lewdly. His body jerked and then he collapsed on Allen, tired and out of breath. Allen held on to him as he tried to catch his own breath. The sex was wow, god he didn't know how to call it. It was so fucking awesome, beyond words and now that he finally got Kanda back he wasn't going to let anyone else have him. Kanda was his and his alone.
Yeah, he was one possessive asshole.
Their breathing went back to normal and Kanda raised his head, a sparkle of mischief in his eyes. Allen had yet to pull out. He brought his lips closer to Allen's and placed a chaste kiss on his lips. When he pulled back there was an ever growing smirk on his lips.
"Round two?" he purred oh so seductively.
Allen could feel his cock stir at the tone Kanda used. He got up and pushed Kanda back on the bed, his cock hardening once more.
"Oh fuck yes," he proceeded to kiss Kanda senseless.
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Kuu pushed the silver key in the hole and opened the door. She pushed it open and then locked it behind her. With a sigh she dropped her overnight bag at the foyer and made her way to the kitchen. The long drive had made her a bit hungry. She had to pass the living room and entertainment room before she could reach the hall that led to the kitchen. That was her intension until something caught her eye. The television in the entertainment room was on.
"Ah dad left it on again?" she complained as she walked inside to turn it off. That was when she noticed that it was on video and that there was a video that had finished playing. "Hmm what was dad watching?" She looked down seeing the box of tissues and the bottle of oil.
That peek her interest and like any other curious teenager; she pressed the play button on the remote that she picked up off the floor. A dark blush crossed her face and a trail of blood dribbled from her right nose.
"Oh my god!" her cheeks were flushed and burning. "Dad was jacking off to porn while I wasn't here!"
The thought of her pseudo-father jerking off had her dizzy, and she plopped back in the dark blue bean chair to steady herself. 'There's no way dad would leave the evidence here like this,' she thought as she tried to control her nose bleed at the very graphic hetero-porn that was playing. 'He must have someone over…' At that thought a mischievous smirk crossed her lips. 'Dad's getting busy while I'm not here eh?' She got up and pressed pause, pausing the video.
Instead of going to the kitchen like her original plan, she walked over to the stairs that led up to the second floor. The grin on her face widened and she took a deep breath.
"Dad!" she yelled at the top of her lungs. "You left your porn video on play!"
She waited a while and then began counting down from five. Just as she reached one she heard the sound of a door being slammed open and rushing footsteps heading her way. Her grin widened to a god awful level when she saw Allen at the top of the steps panting and wearing nothing but a pair of boxers.
"Kuu!" Allen wheezed as he tried to catch his breath. 'Shit I forgot about that video!'
"Had fun last night?" she asked with a cheeky smile.
Allen blushed and he tried his best to avoid looking her in the eye. "You're back early," he said looking down at the floor. "Usually you wouldn't be back until late in the night. It's not even twelve pm yet."
Kuu shrugged. "I thought you'd be bored by yourself," the grin came back at full force. "But it seems I'm not needed as papa is taking really good care of you." He chuckled when Allen's blush darkened. "I'm gonna head back over to Road's. Enjoy yourself k dad~"
Allen looked like he wanted to say something more but Kuu turned and left. When he heard the front door open and closed he slumped to the ground. 'Ah what a way to wake up.'
"You were watching porn?" came Kanda's amused voice.
If possible the blush on Allen's face darkened. He pinched his cheeks in attempt to get rid of his embarrassment.
"Was gonna," he replied with a sultry smile. "But you came and made it utterly redundant." He got up and turned to face Kanda who was standing behind him buck naked. "You're so much better that those cheap porn videos anyway."
Kanda smirked. "Oh really?" he stooped down and crawled over to Allen.
"Yeah," Allen's voice was low seductive purr. "So," he began, "Kuu's gone and we have the whole house to ourselves." He ran his hands over Kanda's body, caressing him lightly. "How about we christen the place?"
"My thoughts exactly," Kanda replied closing in to kiss Allen fully on the lips. "Entertainment room first?"
Allen grinned. "I though you'd never ask," he pulled Kanda to his lap and got up, making his way down stairs.
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A/N: finally a full blown smut! Yeah I know it was due~ but no lie this took a while to finish…I got to work on faster updates now that I've finished Acquiescence….so how was Kanda's dad and step mom? And le gasp Kanda's engaged and Allen doesn't know! I'm sure Kanda will open up to Allen soon. It's in the future but just not in the immediate future hehehe. Forgive me for taking so long with this chapter! R&R onegai~ let me know what you all think okies~
Next chapter: Round 1: Destination
Ja na!
Kaos
Warnings: tons of language, mentions of shotacon, real SMUT, yaoi, guy on guy, tons of possible typos and missing words, unbeta'd
A/N: yeah I got the music in me! Hehehe ok time to get a tune in on Kanda's second life, as the perfect heir to the Kanda corp financial company! Not that his life is anything close to being perfect…ah I hope you all sympathize with poor Yuu-chan! Sorry for it being way overdue…Early Christmas present! Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year guys~!
Enjoy!
Chapter 5 - Don't You Fake it!
A groan could be heard from the couch. Hazy gray eyes blinked open only to shut back from the harsh glare of the sun that streamed through the windows. He groaned as his neck felt stiff and his body ached but not as much as his head. It felt as if an eight wheeler truck drove over his head, reversed and then drove over it once again. That was how much his head ached.
He sat up and instantly regretted it as the nausea raged and he felt the urge to throw up. His hand shot up to his mouth as an effort to prevent the vomit from coming out but the attempt was proving to be futile. He got up and ran to where he remembered where the bathroom was and emptied his gut in the toilet bowl.
He heaved and released everything that was in his stomach. His grip tightened on the edge and he barfed. He felt horrible and in need of a really strong pain killer but in spite of it all he was smiling.
"You're awake," the voice behind him made his ears rung.
"Ah Lavi," Allen wiped the saliva from his mouth."You mind getting me some pain killers?"
Lavi glared at him. "No."
Allen was sure he didn't hear well. "Uh Lavi? What are you doing?"
The next thing he knew he was thrown outside the door unto the lush green grass that was slick with dew. He threw up once more from the sudden movement.
"Lavi?"
"Go be sick at yer own house!" Lavi yelled from the doorway. "I don't hav' time ta deal with you right now."
Allen tried to hold back a barf as his aching head attempted to wrap around what Lavi just said. "Lavi! Are you kicking out your really sick friend!" he asked in disbelief.
Lavi disappeared for a minute but then he came back with a half naked Tyki, whom he threw out too. "Yeah and take him with you!"
The door slammed shut and Allen let loose the vomit he tried to hold back on Lavi's flowers. "Damn," he complained. "How harsh can he get?"
Tyki chuckled and stood up. He was clad in only a loose fitting sweat pants. "Cheer up, it aint Lavi's fault he's like that now," he replied as he helped Allen up. "Gramps called a while ago. He's making a surprise visit today."
Allen nodded in understanding. "Oh I see." 'Bad time to have a party the day before. Damn, Bookman is going to skin Lavi alive if he comes back and finds his house trashed.'
"I'll take you home," Tyki said as they neared his sleek black sports car. They stopped before it and Tyki turned off the alarm. "Oi Allen…" his voice trailed off when he saw Allen bending over to vomit in a patch of grass. 'This is not going to end well.' "Seriously, Allen if you make a mess I'm kicking you out, even if I'm driving."
Allen nodded in a way to say he understood. He walked over to the passenger's side. Hopefully he didn't get a case of motion sickness and throw up in Tyki's brand new car that he got a few weeks ago. That wouldn't bode well with Tyki and he might end up as road kill.
Thankfully, the ride from Lavi's to Kuu's place wasn't that long and by the time he got out of the car that was when the nausea caught up to him. He leaned over the patch of bushes and released the contents of his stomach once more.
"Dad, you look like shit," Kuu's cheery voice sounded form in front of him. The high pitch of her voice had his head ringing.
"Ow my head…" Allen groaned.
Kuu felt a bit sorry for her dad but it was his fault for wanting to get smashed. "Dad I'm gonna stay over at Road's place today. I'll be back tomorrow k." she said before she walked over to where Tyki stood with a overnight bag in tow. "Take care~"
Allen barely had time to decode what Kuu said as the tone of her voice had his head splitting in two, the next thing he knew Kuu was already in Tyki's car and said car was pulling out from they driveway.
"Eh? Kuu…?" he tried to stand up only to fall back down on his knees. "Wait a minute!"
That sucked, now he was home alone with one hell of a hang over and with no one to take care of him.
"Kuu what kind of daughter are you?" he leaned over the hedge vomiting his guts onto the grass.
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Unblinking russet eyes stared up at the ceiling of his room. There were no lights on and even if it was morning the room was pitch dark. Kanda's eyes were already used to the darkness his room provided; it was like a form of comfort for him.
His room's interior design was gothic themed. Miscellaneous skull patterned, dark affiliated items and posters lined along his black painted walls. The curtains that blocked the offensive sun from shining inside were of a gothic black and crimson design. They looked like something that one would find in an old English setting. As did his black mahogany night table and dresser, almost all of the furniture in his room was made from the dark wood.
He closed his eyes and rolled on to his side, bringing the dark red satin sheets up and over his head. The four poster queen size bed was too big for him alone, hell four people could be there with him and the bed would still feel fucking huge. Sometimes he just felt like it would be better if he could just dissolve into the darkness that plagued his room, but now after reconciling with Allen, he craved for his touch. He knew he was being a fucking idiot for turning back to Allen after all these years of ignoring him.
It should be easy but it wasn't. Ignoring Allen for almost seven years turned him into the slut he was today but it was the only way. He couldn't bear to be the person he had to become with Allen at his side that was why he let him go, but now his weakness was allowing Allen to get closer to him once more. That would be his downfall if he let it continue but for some reason it could be his redemption. With Allen he felt as if he could do anything; even prevent his father from ruling all aspects of his life.
There was a sudden and insistent knock at Kanda's door but he kept his eyes closed and ignored it. "Kanda-sama, please wash up. Breakfast is ready."
The voice was gone, not even waiting for Kanda to reply, not that he would have. None of the maids or servants wanted to have anything to do with Kanda outside of their duties, as Yuu Kanda was known as the problem child of the Kanda family. Well, he was the only child of the Kanda family.
Kanda gave a low growl like sound and sat up, staring yet not focusing his eyes on anything in particular. He swung his feet over to the ground and got up, doing a few stretches before he walked over to windows and opened it. A shimmer of light streamed through, laminating the dark room. Kanda stood before the window clad in only a pair of dark blue and black stripped boxers. He walked over to the right corner of his room where his private bathroom was located, and opened the door. His eyes were still trying to adjust to the sudden brightness that flooded into his room and now the brightness of the light from his bathroom.
"Fuck, today will no doubt be fucking hell," he grumbled to himself as he stepped into the brightly lit room. Spending the whole day with his father is going to tire him out no doubt.
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"Ohayo gozaimasu," Kanda murmured as he took his place around the large table. He sat opposite to his father whose place was at the head of the table.
The greeting was returned and Kanda hoped that he wouldn't have to deal with seeing that bitch this early in the morning.
"Ah Ohayo," a female voice chimed. "Sorry for being late dear."
'Fuck, I spoke too soon,' Kanda gritted his teeth in self suppressed rage. He raised his head to glare at the blond hair power hungry bimbo who sat in the seat on his father's right. God he fucking hated that bitch like poison, perhaps even more.
"Yuu, I haven't heard a greeting form you," she turned her steely blue eyes to regard Kanda in contempt. Kanda remained silent. "Come on your dear mother is waiting."
At that Kanda sneered. "Ohayo mother," he gritted out through his teeth. The last word burned his tongue and made him want to throw up. A thought came to him which caused a smirk crossed his lips. "I didn't see you at all yesterday been out getting fucked?"
There was a sudden fit of coughs that had Kanda's smirk widen in size and intensity.
"Yuu!" his father barked. "Don't you dare talk to your mother that way!"
Kanda suppressed the urge to scream out 'but that whoring bitch isn't my mother!' but he kept it in. He didn't acknowledge that whore as his mother, his real mother died twelve years ago.
"Don't get so upset Kozato dear," the blonde woman replied, she had an almost teasing look in her eyes. "His false accusations don't bother me at all."
Kozato turned his steely cobalt eyes to his wife, which soften a fraction when looking at her. "I'm sorry for his behavior Elian," he then turned his gaze back to Kanda and they hardened when he saw that his son had an 'I don't give a shit' look on his face. "Apologize to her this minute!"
Kanda looked taken aback at his demand. 'That fucker, he's picking up for that whore and not his own son?' He tched and got up as he had lost his appetite. "I'm sorry," he muttered with his head hung low. Elian was about to smirk in triumph when Kanda lifted his head and smirked. "I'm sorry my step mother is such a promiscuous slut." And with that said he exited the dining room. He was sure his father would punish him but he didn't give a flying fuck.
A small smile crossed his face. For some reason he felt as if a small part of suffering was lifted.
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Noon caught Kanda sitting in his father's study with the queen of the whores herself. His father had called him there to straighten out his recent rebellious 'attitude' problem and the bitch was there to watch. Half way through the lecture his father got a phone call and had left to take it. That was ten minutes ago and he had yet to return.
"You've been giving me tons of lip as of late; you better shut it if you know what's good for you," Elian growled at Kanda. She didn't like the fact that he was sitting in the same room as her. "Back off or else."
Kanda smirked. "Or else what?" he challenged with a glare. "What can a whore like you do? Do you think someone like you is able to challenge me?"
"Why you little slut," Elian sneered. "You think you have more power than me. I'll-"
"I know I do," Kanda bit in. "Those guys you whored your self to won't back you up that's for sure."
A look of disgust took over Elian face and she hissed. "So you've already gotten into their pants eh? You sure work fast you disgusting faggot," she looked at Kanda as if he was nothing more than filthy trash. "It repulses me knowing that I have to act as a mother figure to a slutty fag who spread his legs for just about any man."
Kanda's expression became murderous but he tried to keep his emotions in check. "Isn't that what you thought me mother," the last word sounded like something one would find on the bottom of their shoes. "I learnt everything I know from you. Only that it worked better for me, I guess that's why all your men left you for me."
Elian was livid. She wanted to put Kanda in his place but Kozato chose that moment to step back in.
"What is going on here?" he demanded in such a harsh voice that Elian flinched.
"Nothing father," Kanda replied with a look of triumph mixed with smugness.
Kozato was suspicious but he let it slide. "I have no idea as to why your behavior has gotten this bad," he continued where he left off as if he hadn't left to take a call, "but you better shape up, you're expected to take over the family business and I expect nothing less."
Dispassionate russet eyes blinked in boredom and Kanda suppressed the urge to yarn. He had heard that speech before and hearing it constantly won't make change his ways, it just worsen it. The garbage his father sprouted was no where near convincing, intimidating yes, but not convincing. He didn't believe a word, hell he doubted his father gave a shit as to what he was saying. His dad was probably just reciting some goddamned written speech.
"Are you listening to me, Yuu?" Kozato barked when he noticed how Kanda's eyes were unfocused.
"Yes I am father," Kanda replied with a smug smile that he never used in the presence of his father. He was blatantly lying through his teeth.
The cheeky smile never faltered and Kozato felt he was nearing his wits end. His son's behavior had been changing over the last few weeks and for some reason he figured that it had something to do with that strange young man that dropped his son home last night. Never had his son acted the way he did last night, deeply kissing a boy in his presence.
"I don't want to hear anymore of your sass boy!" he snapped as he slapped his hands against the large mahogany table. "Go to your room and work on those manners of yours. We will be attending a party hosted by your future wife's family later today."
Kanda gritted his teeth when his father mentioned the word wife. How could he even mention that to him? His father knew very well which team he batted for but he doubted that his prissy little uptight mind could wrap around the fact that his only son was gay. Not that he cared. He wasn't about to lie to himself to please his fucking father.
Since the time he let Allen take both his virginities he knew for sure that he was gay. He never found girls attractive and to top it off he rather 'catching' than 'pitching.' There was no way in hell he would have a normal marriage with some chick.
Kanda clicked his teeth and got up, ignoring the smug look on Elian's face. He'd get his revenge, just you wait.
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He felt ridiculous and completely out of place. His deep russet eyes travelled across the room taking in everything that he could. The place sick his stomach. It was too proper. He winced when he spotted something curly and blond approaching him and he tried to quell the need to up chuck his stomach.
"Ah there you are," the annoying voice of a prim and proper lady assaulted his ears. She was dressed likewise in an elegant light blue sleeveless dress with matching heals. "My, my, you look as handsome as ever."
"I can't say the same about you," Kanda replied with a sneer. He made it clear hundreds of times that he was not interested in the bitch. How the fuck haven't she gotten the message yet? It wasn't like he was never subtle with his rejections.
"Your tongue hasn't lost its harshness I see," the blond girl continued as if what Kanda said was a normal everyday conversation. Her face was lined heavily with make-up. "It would do you well not to be so cruel to your betrothed."
There it was; that goddamned word that meant marriage was somehow linked with their futures. He was tired of explaining to her over and over that he was gay and would not under any circumstances get married to her in the near future or ever for that fact. Her persistence was annoying. It was as if she disregarded all of his refusals, placing her mind set in the future and the so called four kids that they would have together.
Kanda felt as he would vomit just thinking about it.
"Listen bitch," he began ready to set her straight.
"Giselle-sama," another voice interrupted him and he turned just in time to see one of the party guests approach them. He looked as if he was some big shot manager or something. "Ah sorry to intrude on you two love birds, you must have been having a very enticing conversation with your fiancé."
That was the last straw. Kanda walked off leaving the two alone. If he stayed there any longer he would act in a behavior not fitting of a 'Kanda heir' and disgrace his father. Not that he cared but it was something he had to do.
"Oh I'm sorry did I cause something?" the man asked Giselle. He looked genuinely remorseful.
Giselle waved in a negative. "Oh Yuu is just shy," she dismissed Kanda's behavior. "So what may I help you with Sir Regan?"
Kanda wanted nothing more than to leave. He had only been there for close to half an hour and already he was itching to go home, no not go home, to meet up with his friends. This part of his life was what he hated. He never liked acting all prim and proper as if he was some spoilt rich kid. That was not who he was, if he had his way he would have had his father disown him years ago. He was working on it but for some goddamn reason his dad refuse to. 'Why won't he just kick me out and knock up that bitch for his heir.'
A life that was laid out for him to follow chock filled with restrictions wasn't one that he wanted. What he wanted to make his own decisions, he own mistakes and live from them. He didn't want or need the life of a pampered rich brat. If it was the last thing he did he'd show his father that he didn't need what he had to offer. He could survive just well without his so called family.
He pushed the door to the balcony and stepped outside. The air hung heavy with moisture and the humid night held a promise of rain. He rested his hands on the low metal railing and gave a deep sigh. His eyes closed as the chilly night air caressed his face. It was relaxing. Well as relaxing as it could get wearing a suit. Damn how he hated dressing up for these stupid parties.
"Shit, I'm still his little poppet aren't I?" he said to no one in particular. His fist clenched tightly on the railing. "Damn it, damn it, damn it!"
He felt unusually stressed at the moment and because of his involvement with Allen he refused to partake in his usual stress reliever. It seemed like it had been years since he last had sex, but actually it had been close to two weeks. Usually he would get wild over the weekend to blow off the accumulated steam, but somehow that thought never crossed his mind whenever he was with Allen. Just being in Allen's presence calmed his urges and made him think of other things than his problems. Allen was a god sent for him. It made him really want to question why he avoided him all these years.
"I'm an idiot," he murmured softly. A half smirk crossed his face at the thought. "I'm an idiot, but I want to see you."
He didn't know how long he stood outside marveling the wonders of the night sky. It was calming and he felt the stress slowly leaving his body.
"Kanda-sama, so this was where you were."
Shit, he spoke too soon.
The tranquil feeling that briefly surrounded Kanda shattered as if instantly and a deep frown marred his attractive features. He felt the stress and the frustration taking over once more and with that he felt the urge to either kill someone or have sex.
"The guests were asking about you," the man continued, completely oblivious to Kanda's darkening mood. "It seems that there will be an announcement that requires your presence."
Kanda remained silent as the man continued talking. He was a butler of Giselle Mitchell's family. An annoying fucker of a butler Kanda might add.
When he stopped talking Kanda gave a sigh in relief but that was short lived. Something more fucking annoying decided to crash all his hopes of ever relaxing.
"My lady," the butler turned to greet the new comer. Giselle stood at the doorway in all her snotty wonders. "I was about to have Kanda-sama join us inside."
"Oh I'll deal with that," she said with a charming smile. "I'll tell Yu-"
"Don't fucking call me that!" Kanda practically growled at her.
"-the wonderful news," Giselle continued without missing a beat.
"As you wish my lady," the butler bowed and turned to leave.
Kanda was livid and was only getting more pissed and stressed out as the seconds ticked by. He pushed back from leaning on the balcony railing and turned go back inside. So that he could get the hell away from her before he lost all his self control.
"Wait," she grabbed his arm before he could pass her. "I want to tell you something." Her voice was extra cheery as if she had heard some good news. "Sir Regan is planning on purchasing a private island for us as a wedding present!" she seemed really happy, too bad Kanda didn't share in her sentiments.
That was the last straw. What ever control he had over his emotions snapped at what she said. Kanda yanked her frail hand away from his and pushed her back. Giselle was surprised by the sudden violent act and look up at him in question. She did a double-take when she saw the expression on Kanda's face. It was murderous.
"Read my fucking lips!" Kanda's tone rivaled that of a roaring lion. "We. Are. NOT. Getting. Married!" he howled at the top of his voice. "I don't give a fuck about you or anything of the likes. So leave me the fuck alone!"
Giselle stood trembling as tears gathered to the corners of her eyes. She had never seen Kanda so angry, angry at her. It made her rethink if Kanda was really just shy about their engagement.
Lightning and thunder roared in the sky and soon after there was a light drizzle. Kanda turned and left leaving her whimpering in the rain. His mind was a mess and he had to calm down. He needed to calm down.
When he entered the ballroom he was immediately attacked by a flurry of people. They were going on and on about some crap he didn't know or gave a shit about. But from what his muddled mind could make out they were congratulating him on setting a wedding date. His mind trailed off when he heard he was going to get married after he left high school. He tried to catch his breath, to get some space but they were surrounding him. It was suffocating. He felt as if he was slowly dying.
"Shut up!" he screamed at the top of his lungs. His hands gripped his head as a spitting headache felt as if it would splatter his brain apart. "Just shut the fuck up!"
Everyone went silent at his outburst. They were appalled at his language and the tone he used. His father was instantly at his side with a disapproving look on his face. All the while trying to save face.
"Yuu, what are you doing?" he barked. "Disgracing the family this way!"
Kanda wasn't in the mood to deal with any of his father's bullshit. "Leave me the fuck alone," he yelled before pushing past his father and running out the door.
"Yuu!" his father called after him but Kanda didn't stop.
His head was killing him and he couldn't take it. He needed to leave. He needed to escape the overbearing pressure before it killed him.
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"My hangover's almost gone," Allen yarned and stretched as he pushed himself off the couch. He looked at the circular blue clock that hung on the wall opposite the couch he was on. "Ten minutes to nine, man its early." He whined to himself.
To him, any time before four in the morning was considered early and even then he didn't go home until minutes to seven - AM - when he parties. He gave the phrase 'party all night' a new meaning. But that was Allen; he was a party-fanatic.
'Kuu won't be back until tomorrow, which means…' a creepy grin appeared on his face at the implications of what that mean. He ran upstairs to his room and then back down. In his hands were a couple of items that looked relatively harmless. They were a bottle of clear oil, a box of tissues and something that looked to be an unmarked DVD case.
He headed over to the room beside the one he was sleeping in before. This one had a large screen plasma television and a couple on bean bag chairs. From its appearance it seemed to be an entertainment room.
"Because Kuu was always here I couldn't do it once but since she's not here…" he chuckled to himself as he plopped himself in front of the large screen TV. "Jacking off to porn on a large screen TV feels so much better than doing it in my room."
Now it was confirmed: Allen was a huge pervert…
He slipped the DVD in the player and pressed play on the remote he picked up off the table. Once it said 'initializing' he relaxed back in a dark blue bean bag chair, waiting for the disc to load. The player began reading the disc and just as it began to play the sound of the door bell almost had him jumping out of his skin. He dropped the remote and immediately hopped to his feet.
'Damn who is that at this hour?' he hurried out the entertainment room towards the room where his band practiced, which was connected by the same hall. The front door was in the same room and he hurried to answer it.
"Geez it's raining cats and dogs out there!" he complained as he turned the knob to open the door. "Who'd be out in this downpour?" He pulled the door open and was shocked to see who was standing there soaked to the bone. "Kanda?"
Kanda has a blank look in his eyes as he looked up at Allen. He was wearing his dark blue suit but he was soaked through from the rain. From the look of it he probably walked all his way there.
"Kanda what are you doing here? Never mind that, come in. We need to get you changed or you might catch a cold," Allen fussed over his appearance. He grabbed his hand and was surprised at his temperature. "Shit you're freezing!"
Kanda said nothing as Allen pulled him inside and shut the door. He continued to say nothing as Allen shed his body of the wet clothes and wrapped in a dark red blanket that he took off the couch. His lips were cold and chattering and his face pale, likewise his eyes matched his body temperature cold and dispassionate.
A few minutes later Allen had Kanda - still naked and wrapped in a thick blanket - sitting on the couch beside him with a cup of hot chocolate in his hands. He placed Kanda's clothes in the dryer and went upstairs for some spare clothes for him to wear but they went unworn as Kanda didn't spare them a second glance.
Kanda still hadn't said anything as to why he was there and Allen didn't feel like prying into it, at least not yet. He wanted Kanda to tell him, but he knew there was nowhere in hell that Kanda would tell him crap.
The silence was becoming awkward and Allen felt the urge to break it by saying something, anything, no matter how stupid it was. But he couldn't find the appropriate opening. Kanda was just staring blankly at the hot beverage in his hands, lost in thought. Finally Allen mustered up the courage to say something but Kanda beat him to it.
"Are we gonna fuck today or not?"
If Allen was drinking something he would have spluttered it all over the carpet. He turned his flushed face towards Kanda who was looking at him with the same blank look. 'Is he serious? No way he can't be serious right?' He was still trying to wrap his mind on what Kanda just said. It was too good to be true.
An annoyed look crossed Kanda's face and he placed the mug down on the mahogany coffee table and then shed the blanket from his body. He crawled over to where Allen sat, seemingly frozen on spot.
At the touch of another body close to his, warm naked skin, Allen couldn't help but jerk in attention. The gentle touch sent a shockwave straight down to his groin. God, it was like he was a damned bunny all he could think about was getting into Kanda's pants. But right now he could feel it, something was bothering Kanda and he wouldn't let his dick rule him at this moment.
"Kanda," he mewled when he felt Kanda nibbling on his earlobe. It felt really nice. "You're distracting me from something." He pulled back and stopped Kanda's persistent lips. "There is something you're running away from. Tell me."
Kanda frowned and pulled back from Allen's grasp. He wanted sex that was why he was there. He didn't want to talk about anything he just wanted to fuck. Cold, unfeeling sex, just like what he had with his past fuck-friends. But it seemed he wasn't going to get that from Allen.
"If we're not gonna fuck I'm leaving," he sneered and then got up. The pain was still there. He just wanted to forget it and everything for that matter, even if just temporary.
"Wait," Allen held on to his right hand and pulled him back into the couch. "Kanda, I'm not going to let you use sex as a way to forget your problems." He held Kanda's naked form close to him. "Sex between us should more special not just as a stress reliever."
Kanda remained silent. He wasn't really listening to Allen as the warmth that the other youth provided was soothing. It was calming his frizzed out nerves and bringing back his normality. He finally relaxed into Allen's arms and rested his head other's shoulder in defeat. It was hard to understand Allen sometimes. He didn't know whether he was like everyone else who was ruled by their cocks or he was some kind or moral abiding person.
He clicked his tongue. The next thing you know he might even say 'no sex till marriage' or some crap like that.
"Kanda is everything alright?" Allen asked. He was glad that Kanda was finally relaxed but he wanted to know why he was so tense and eager to have ex. Not that he would have denied him if it was some other situation. "Weren't you supposed to be with your father all weekend?" When Kanda tensed again he realized that the problem was indeed with his dad.
"Don't wanna talk about it," Kanda murmured in his chest. His hot breath ghosted against Allen's upper body causing Allen to shiver in pleasure.
'Shit, down boy not now.' It was getting harder to control his libido.
"Ok but that's not fair you know," Allen whispered gently. He reached for the discarded blanket and covered Kanda's expose body with it. "If you don't tell me how can I make it better?"
"Fuck me," Kanda purred.
Allen gave a sigh. There was no getting through to Kanda. "I guess talking isn't going to get your attention," he pulled Kanda's head back by his damped hair and crashed his lips onto his, then pulled back. "Ok I'll do it your way."
Kanda gave a low 'oof' when he felt his back collided with the soft cushions of the couch. He wasn't given a time to recover as Allen was on his lips immediately. A moan spilled from his lips and to Allen's when both his hardened nubs were tweaked.
"Will you tell me," Allen mouthed against Kanda's lips.
"No," Kanda mouthed back and Allen lightly bit on his bottom lip causing his to gasp.
Allen wasted no time slipping his tongue into Kanda's warm mouth, tasting him fully. He pulled back and attached his lips on Kanda's neck, sucking and biting into the flesh as Kanda mewled and trashed beneath him. The time for talk was no more. Allen was impatient and Kanda didn't seem to want to talk, so he figured 'to hell with it.' He would fuck Kanda and once they were down from their sex induced high he'd try to talk to him again. His libido wouldn't wait anymore.
Taking Kanda right then and there on the couch was what he intended but his sense of duty was still intact. His sense of duty as a pseudo-father to Kuu to be exact. He knew after the mind-blowing sex that they would have he would be in no shape to want to move. Hell forbid if they fall asleep right there on the couch and Kuu came back tomorrow and saw them there, naked. He didn't know if he could face her normally if that happened. So to prevent that from happening he'd take their love making to his room.
He reluctantly separated his lips from Kanda's. "Hey lets take it up to my room," he got up and pulled Kanda in his arms.
Kanda's first instinct was to push Allen back on the couch and have his way with him but…
"Where's Kuu?" he asked instead.
"She's at Road's," Allen replied nipping along Kanda's color bone. "She won't be back until tomorrow morning." He bit down hard and then lapped at the reddish bruise.
"Oh," was Kanda's only reply before he let Allen pull him towards the stairway that led up to the second floor.
Allen climbed the steps with Kanda in tow and then led him down the dimly lit hall toward the lone door at the end. He opened the door and pulled Kanda inside.
His room reflected his outgoing personality. There were posters of various artistes and singers plated all around his bedroom walls. As well as pictures of his childhood, where mostly pictures Kanda, Kuu and himself were dominant. There were one and two pictures that had Lavi and Alex but not to a great extent as Kanda. The walls were painted a dark blue shade and the only furniture in his room that had his attention now was his bed. His night table, computer desk and dresser were considered unimportant at the moment. 'Hmm maybe not now but later.' They would make the perfect solid surface to have round two, three and four on.
He pushed Kanda on top of his unmade bed and instantly mounted, kissing him deeply and passionately. Kanda tugged at his shirt and he pulled back to take it off. He slipped the white marina over his head and tossed it, not caring where it landed. With it gone he brought his attention back to his constant wet dream that was now panting with need on his bed. If you told him two weeks ago that he and Kanda would somehow end up in that situation he would beg you not to lie to him…but that wasn't the point. The point was he was still finding it hard to believe that he had Kanda in his bed.
Hard to believe but true. How he waited for a moment like this. It seemed like forever since he had Kanda had spoken to each other and now they were going to have sex. It still felt too good to be true.
"Are you going to do anything sometime this century?" he heard Kanda's voice snapped.
"Ah of course," Allen answered back with a half smile half smirk and before Kanda was even aware that he moved, his mouth was on Kanda's semi-hard member.
Kanda gave a throaty groan when he felt the languid muscle on his heated member. The teasing licks and nips that Allen gave him were driving him insane with want. Soon his member was hard and standing stiff, practically begging to be sucked.
Allen wasn't one to disappoint. He took Kanda's cock deep down his throat in one gulp humming lowly when the tip hit the back of his throat. It sent a tremor of vibrations up Kanda's shaft and he squeezed his eyes shut as the pleasure poured over his body.
He used his left hand to fondle Kanda's balls, caressing them lovingly in his grasps while his other hand grasped the base of his cock pumping it in time with his sucks.
"Ngh…god so good…" Kanda moaned as Allen sucked on his cock with such enthusiasm that rivaled a starving baby. "Mmnn…aaah…" he gripped the sheets tightly as his mind ran wild with immense pleasure.
Allen's head moved up and down the hard shaft in a speedy yet steady rhythm. He hollowed his cheeks to give Kanda the upmost pleasure while he deep-throated him at the same time then pulled back and repeated the process over again. While he distracted Kanda with his ministrations he reached over to his night table and pulled out a small tube of clear liquid. He squeezed a good amount in his right hand and coated his fingers.
Kanda's cock slid out of his mouth with an audible 'pop' sound and he attached his eager lips to Kanda's balls. Sucking one of the sacs into his mouth as his index finger coated the outer ring of his anus. He pushed that finger inside and then pulled it back, going at a shallow pace. Kanda didn't even wince as the finger intruded and Allen took it as a sign to slip another in.
The warmth of Kanda's inner walls almost had Allen impatient. He felt like he should just yank his fingers out and sheathe his achingly hard member there. The wait was too much to bear but he had to prepare Kanda properly. He didn't want it to go like their first time…ok granted they were just kids then but now he knew better.
Another finger joined the two and he began thrusting deeper as if searching for something. He found what he was looking for when he heard Kanda's scream. A grin crossed his lips and he rained hits after hits on Kanda's prostrate.
"Fuck…mo…yashi," Kanda panted, unable to think straight. "Goddamnit!" he closed his eyes to concentrate as Allen's assaults wouldn't relent. "Fuck me…with your ahhh dick…not nghh…fingers…"
Allen chuckled when he heard what Kanda said. The vibrations of his chuckle made its way up Kanda's shaft, overloading his mind with pleasure.
"I'm preparing you," Allen replied.
"I don't…need preparation…" Kanda panted. "I need your dick!"
Allen smiled and pulled back. "As you wish," he removed his fingers from Kanda's secret place and moved to unzip his own painfully hard member. "No more holding back."
He squeezed some more lube in his hands and coated his cock. The cold feeling of the liquid had him hissing but it was a welcomed sensation. While he readied himself Kanda had his gaze locked on Allen's cock. He would have loved it if it was his mouth sucking Allen until he was wet but right now he would let it slide. Next time however; he would get to enjoy his meal. He licked his slips at the thought.
When Allen deemed his cock wet enough he raised Kanda's left leg and positioned himself at his entrance. He pushed until the tip of his cock was inside and then he slowly pulled back. Kanda arched his back and his mouth opened in a silent cry. It felt so good.
Allen had to close his eyes to adjust himself to the tightness that envelope his member. If he had any less self control he would have come already just from the warmth he was buried in. But he wasn't that weak. He would remain in control and show Kanda what he was missing.
He began with slow shallow thrusts while going deeper with each plunge, until he was fully sheathed. Kanda was completely vocal with his demands. He screamed at Allen to fuck him harder, deeper, faster, all the while moaning, telling Allen how fucking good he was. Allen complied with his commands and he raised both his legs to pin them on his shoulders. With the change in angle he slammed in deeper, hitting Kanda's prostrate dead on.
"Oh fuck! So…so good!" Kanda moaned as his vision became spotty with the assaults that rained on his prostrate. "…Ngh…aaaaahhhh…more…fuck me…more…"
"Shit…so tight…" Allen panted. It was as if Kanda was getting tighter and tighter when he pushed deeper into him. "God, fucking you is so good…"
Kanda gripped him tighter when he heard that. Being fucked bareback felt so much better than using a condom. Even if the thin layer of plastic was barely noticeable, there was a slight difference to him. Or did it feel different because it was Allen who was fucking him? That might have been the case. He had never felt this good with his other fuck friends and he was craving more.
Allen kept at a steady pace, pulling back and slamming into Kanda's prostrate with enough force to have him seeing stars. He lowered Kanda's legs off his shoulders and pulled him up to have him straddle his waist. Kanda gave a loud moan at the change but then a sultry smile crossed his lips. Without warning he pushed Allen back on the bed and pinned him beneath him.
"Kanda?" Allen blinked surprise when his back hit the softness of his bed. "What a…ngh…"
Kanda stopped him from saying anything more by hugging the cock in his ass tighter. He leaned closer and lightly nipped on Allen's bottom lip as he worked his hips up and down in a speedy rhythm. Allen mind was in complete bliss. When Kanda raised his hips and fell back down on him it was heaven. He swore he blacked out a couple of times but he managed to keep conscious.
The look on Kanda's face was a mixture of smugness and pure pleasure. He was having the time of his life bringing Allen closer to his orgasm. It was as if he was feeding from the pleasure he gave Allen, like an incubus. The look on Allen's face was driving him over the edge.
"Fuck…that's it…" Allen moaned out. He gripped Kanda's hips and brought him down hard, repeating the process. "Nnnn…ride me hard…"
Kanda's back arched when Allen brought him down on his cock. His vision blacked out for a bit and he saw stars when his prostate to the hit head on. He was getting closer and closer to his orgasm and by the speed Allen was going at, so was he.
"Oh god…so close," he panted. His sweaty bangs clung to his face and his loose hair swished with every thrust. "…I'm gon…na…fuck I'm…gonna…come…"
Allen held on to his hands and pinned it to his chest as he pushed up faster and harder than before. The bed creaked and groaned from the strain, sounding as if it would fall apart any minute. There was a familiar pooling in his gut and his thrusts became even more frantic. He released one of Kanda's hands and reached for his neglected member, pumping in time with his frenzied thrusts.
Kanda threw his head back and arched his back as he come the same time Allen pushed him self deeper and released. The sticky white substance squirted up, hitting Kanda's face and coating it lewdly. His body jerked and then he collapsed on Allen, tired and out of breath. Allen held on to him as he tried to catch his own breath. The sex was wow, god he didn't know how to call it. It was so fucking awesome, beyond words and now that he finally got Kanda back he wasn't going to let anyone else have him. Kanda was his and his alone.
Yeah, he was one possessive asshole.
Their breathing went back to normal and Kanda raised his head, a sparkle of mischief in his eyes. Allen had yet to pull out. He brought his lips closer to Allen's and placed a chaste kiss on his lips. When he pulled back there was an ever growing smirk on his lips.
"Round two?" he purred oh so seductively.
Allen could feel his cock stir at the tone Kanda used. He got up and pushed Kanda back on the bed, his cock hardening once more.
"Oh fuck yes," he proceeded to kiss Kanda senseless.
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Kuu pushed the silver key in the hole and opened the door. She pushed it open and then locked it behind her. With a sigh she dropped her overnight bag at the foyer and made her way to the kitchen. The long drive had made her a bit hungry. She had to pass the living room and entertainment room before she could reach the hall that led to the kitchen. That was her intension until something caught her eye. The television in the entertainment room was on.
"Ah dad left it on again?" she complained as she walked inside to turn it off. That was when she noticed that it was on video and that there was a video that had finished playing. "Hmm what was dad watching?" She looked down seeing the box of tissues and the bottle of oil.
That peek her interest and like any other curious teenager; she pressed the play button on the remote that she picked up off the floor. A dark blush crossed her face and a trail of blood dribbled from her right nose.
"Oh my god!" her cheeks were flushed and burning. "Dad was jacking off to porn while I wasn't here!"
The thought of her pseudo-father jerking off had her dizzy, and she plopped back in the dark blue bean chair to steady herself. 'There's no way dad would leave the evidence here like this,' she thought as she tried to control her nose bleed at the very graphic hetero-porn that was playing. 'He must have someone over…' At that thought a mischievous smirk crossed her lips. 'Dad's getting busy while I'm not here eh?' She got up and pressed pause, pausing the video.
Instead of going to the kitchen like her original plan, she walked over to the stairs that led up to the second floor. The grin on her face widened and she took a deep breath.
"Dad!" she yelled at the top of her lungs. "You left your porn video on play!"
She waited a while and then began counting down from five. Just as she reached one she heard the sound of a door being slammed open and rushing footsteps heading her way. Her grin widened to a god awful level when she saw Allen at the top of the steps panting and wearing nothing but a pair of boxers.
"Kuu!" Allen wheezed as he tried to catch his breath. 'Shit I forgot about that video!'
"Had fun last night?" she asked with a cheeky smile.
Allen blushed and he tried his best to avoid looking her in the eye. "You're back early," he said looking down at the floor. "Usually you wouldn't be back until late in the night. It's not even twelve pm yet."
Kuu shrugged. "I thought you'd be bored by yourself," the grin came back at full force. "But it seems I'm not needed as papa is taking really good care of you." He chuckled when Allen's blush darkened. "I'm gonna head back over to Road's. Enjoy yourself k dad~"
Allen looked like he wanted to say something more but Kuu turned and left. When he heard the front door open and closed he slumped to the ground. 'Ah what a way to wake up.'
"You were watching porn?" came Kanda's amused voice.
If possible the blush on Allen's face darkened. He pinched his cheeks in attempt to get rid of his embarrassment.
"Was gonna," he replied with a sultry smile. "But you came and made it utterly redundant." He got up and turned to face Kanda who was standing behind him buck naked. "You're so much better that those cheap porn videos anyway."
Kanda smirked. "Oh really?" he stooped down and crawled over to Allen.
"Yeah," Allen's voice was low seductive purr. "So," he began, "Kuu's gone and we have the whole house to ourselves." He ran his hands over Kanda's body, caressing him lightly. "How about we christen the place?"
"My thoughts exactly," Kanda replied closing in to kiss Allen fully on the lips. "Entertainment room first?"
Allen grinned. "I though you'd never ask," he pulled Kanda to his lap and got up, making his way down stairs.
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A/N: finally a full blown smut! Yeah I know it was due~ but no lie this took a while to finish…I got to work on faster updates now that I've finished Acquiescence….so how was Kanda's dad and step mom? And le gasp Kanda's engaged and Allen doesn't know! I'm sure Kanda will open up to Allen soon. It's in the future but just not in the immediate future hehehe. Forgive me for taking so long with this chapter! R&R onegai~ let me know what you all think okies~
Next chapter: Round 1: Destination
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