Acquiescence chapter 4
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Warnings: yaoi, language, OOCness, violence,
A/N: Ah next chapter, next chapter. Sweet aint it? Well lots of ya'll been asking about Lavi well here he is! He's finally making a physical appearance so ah lets give him a round of applause! Woot Woot! Hehehe. Don't think I forgot 4 a sec: thank you all for reviewing! It makes me very happy knowing that people are reading my fanfics. Oh and sorry about twisting Allen's personality…most of you didn't like that but…ah I luv an evil Allen *rants* rants* ah well ignore my pointless rant…sorry for it being really really late! (This isn't beta'd but i figured ya'll waited way too long, i'll replace this chapter when i get it back from my betas k)
Enjoy in the meanwhile!
Chapter 4 - The Devil's Lair
"Aaah." Another moan passed plump pink lips as his lover's rock hard shaft thrust deeper into his body. "Tyki…please…"
"Please what Lavi?" Tyki asked in a purr. "Tell me what you want and I'll give it to you."
The redhead in his grasp moaned loudly as his body was hit with another wave of pleasure. It coursed throughout his body like a wildfire, burning and pooling around his groin. He wanted nothing more than to be held by Tyki. Wrapped in his strong embrace, as he thrust ever so deeply into his body.
"…more…Tyki…"
A chilling glint appeared in Tyki's lust filled eyes, mixing and mingling before it became dominant. Lavi hadn't noticed it - the look in Tyki's eyes - as both his eyes were tightly closed.
"More eh?" Tyki whispered, the smirk that took over his lip became sinister. "Whatever you want."
His thrusts were harder and speedier than before, and Lavi felt his body jerk harshly from the brute force of it.
"Ngh…Tyki…"
He got what he wanted but somehow it felt different. His one green eye widened in shock when he felt a strong grip on his neck, squeezing with each thrust.
"Uuug…wha-?"
Tyki's thrust were hard and frantic, it matched with the insanity in his eyes. All coherent thoughts escaped his mind, leaving him with only the desire to thrust into the body below him until it was unable to move.
"Tyki…" Lavi tried to remove his hands from his neck, but it was no use Tyki's grip was firm. He felt himself sinking deeper and deeper into unconsciousness. "S-stop…"
His cries fell on deaf ears. Tyki's logic was far gone and only a shell containing his madness remained.
"Aaah…haa haa Tyki…" he tried again as he raised his right hand and ran it lovingly across his cheek, the gesture always worked to calm Tyki down and remind him who he was. "Tyki…s-so…close…"
Lavi felt him self getting closer and closer to the edge. His body felt battered but the pleasure was still there egging him on, making the pain bearable. With another well aimed thrust to his prostate, a loud scream ripped from his throat and his body convulsed as he came, spraying his seeds all over his stomach. The need to breath was overwhelming his senses, crying out at him with intense want.
Tyki continued on with a few thrusts before he too finally had his release; he gave a guttural groan and buried himself deep inside Lavi as he came. His grip on Lavi's neck became lax and Lavi gladly took gulps of well needed air, coughing when he inhaled too much at once.
He gave a low moan when he felt Tyki slid from inside him and sat up, wincing slightly at the pain that shot up his spine. 'Ah it's a good thing I have a day off today, my body is in pain.' He absentmindedly rubbed the bruise that was forming on his neck. 'I guess Tyki still can't control himself.'
"I'm sorry, Lavi."
Lavi lifted his head up to stare at Tyki who sat at the edge of the bed with the head in his hands. He looked remorseful and distended with self hate that it ached Lavi's heart to watch him.
"I'm so sorry Lavi," he couldn't bring himself to look him in the face. "I promised I wouldn't hurt you, yet that's all I seem to do," his hands tightened into fists. "You would be safer if you just left me."
Lavi rubbed the eye patch over his right eye. He lost his right eye the first time Tyki took him, but at that time he lost consciousness before Tyki was through. When he woke up he realized he could only see from his left eye and on top of that his body was covered in numerous cuts and bruises. Tyki had said the same thing to him at that time. He apologized and told him to leave for his safety but Lavi shrugged him off saying: 'you won't get rid of me that easily.' That had been two years ago and he'd stay with him until now, so there was no way he would leave anytime soon.
"Stop apologizing, Tyki," his voice was rough from the abuse his throat endured. "I'm not going 'nywhere so stop tellin' me to."
"You'll die if you stay with me," Tyki protested.
"I'll die without ya," Lavi countered, he wrapped his arms around Tyki's still form. "I've been with ya for almost two and a half years now and I'm not dead yet, besides I can stop ya. I stopped ya before didn't I?"
Tyki wanted to say that when he had his orgasm the need to kill died, but he didn't. Though part of what Lavi said was true, his voice had reached him. 'You're the only one I don't want to hurt, Lavi.'
"What if next time you aren't so lucky? What if I kill you?" his voice was grim when he said that.
Lavi was silent for a while and he chanced a look at his face, he was surprised at the expression he saw. Lavi had the same wide innocent grin on his face, the one that drew him to the boy two years ago. It was hard to look away.
"Don't worry ya won't," confidence radiated off Lavi's words in waves. "I know you won't." he punched him lightly on the shoulder. "Come on, what happened to that ruthless and sadistic Mafioso I fell in love with? Don't tell me yer gone soft on me."
Tyki shook his head lightly then placed a gentle chaste kiss on Lavi's lips. No matter how much he told Lavi to leave, he knew he wouldn't survive if he actually did. Maybe it was selfish of him; he wanted to keep him safe yet he knew he didn't want him to leave. His love was complicated and required to be handled with the utmost care, else the risk of self destructing, and without Lavi he would surely self destruct.
"There's no winning with you, eh Lavi?" he murmured against kiss swollen lips. "Alright, come here and let me show you how ruthless and sadistic I can be."
Lavi would love to be ravished by his lover once more, but as time would have it his lover was already late. Their little morning rump was running on overtime and though he might have the day off Tyki didn't.
"Sorry Tyki, we don't have much time," Lavi purred as Tyki started sucking the pulse point on his neck. "You're late already and Allen's expecting you at his interview in," he glanced at the clock on the night table that stood beside their bed, "wow twenty minutes ago."
That stopped Tyki in his tracks. Shit, he forgot that he had an early shift today; Allen's going to be pissed. 'Like that's wasn't already a normal occurrence.'
"Way to ruin the mood," Tyki sighed as he eased himself out of bed. "We're picking up where we left off when I get back." He gave Lavi a sly smile as he grabbed up his robe and put it on. "Since you're off for today, why not pay a visit to Allen's new lover. It's been two days and you haven't met him yet, but be careful, he's a feisty one."
"Sure thing," Lavi replied as he snuggled himself under the covers. "When I wake up I'll go check on da little cutie, who managed ta snagged da heart of our dear devil incarnate boss." He yarned before resting his head on the plush pillows under him. "See you later, k Tyki."
Tyki smiled at him before he stepped out the room. "Rest well, Lavi."
Kanda felt himself lingering in and out of consciousness. He didn't know how long he was out for but he knew it shouldn't have been a long time - maybe two days at most. When he woke up he found himself in a completely different room, the scent of blood vanished and it had a sort of familiar presence about it. He sat up and looked around seeing that the room was decorated with his stuff. 'That is weird.' A yarn threatened to pass his lips and he suppressed it, the only thing on his mind now was to escape.
"Good morning."
Kanda froze in his tracks. 'Shit he's here?'
That was no doubt Allen's voice, but it sounded somewhat far away. Shoving his fear to the back of his mind, he looked around again and sighed in relief when he saw that there was no one else in the room with him. Only the large plasma television before him was on and it seemed as if his bastard 'master' was in the middle on an interview.
"A pleasant good morning to you too Walker-san," there was an obvious blush on the female interviewer's face. "Welcome to our morning show, it's a pleasure to have you on."
Kanda wanted to turn the stupid thing off but he let it remained on. After all it was his chance to find out a little about his captor, even if he didn't want to see the man's face anymore than necessary.
"Thank you for having me," Allen's voice was a sweet purr.
The interviewer squirmed a bit in her chair before she too a deep breath to regain her composure.
"So Walker-san, you are just a mere twenty-three year old bachelor and you're already one of the richest men in Japan. How do you do it?"
Allen chuckled. "Just like any other millionaire, really good luck I guess." He shrugged.
"Not only are you blessed with brains and looks, but you're also quiet modest -"
Kanda blocked out the useless junk that the horny interviewer started yapping. Could it be any more obvious that the shank's hitting on him? 'Can't she just shut up and ask questions that reveals something!' The only thing he got so far was that Allen is a British loan shark and that he made the money he loans by gambling, which Kanda highly doubts. 'That loan shark business must be his cover. I'm certain that bastard is an underground crime lord.'
"Walker-san, a young promising business man like you must have a lover or two, am I right?"
'Seriously, how the shit is that important?' Kanda fumed.
"Yes I do have one," Allen replied with a charming smile.
"Oh," the interviewer seemed crest-fallen but she managed to keep her smile on. "So who may I ask is the lucky girl?"
"I don't see why it is important, but if you must know his name is Yuu Kanda."
The glare Kanda directed at the television screen could probably burn a hole into it. 'That's it; I'm turning this crap off.' He kicked the thick sheets off his body, revealing his bandaged up torso. Since he slept, his wounds would heal that much quicker therefore he wasn't in much pain, even if the wound he got looked as if it would take a long while to heal. He was right in front of the television with his arms stretched, ready to turn off the stupid thing when something the interviewer said stopped him in his tracks.
"There is a rumor going around that you've attained your fortune by the help of the Japanese government. Is that true?" she seemed bitter now that she knew the man before her didn't go for women.
If it was possible Allen's smile widened immensely.
"Help from the government? I think not," he replied in a dark tone, it contrasted greatly with the smile he wore.
"But eye witnesses claim that they've seen more than one major politician visiting your office regularly," She argued. "It is possible that we've gotten our sources mixed up?"
"They do visit, but for their own gains," Allen smirked. "After all, politicians are one of my more frequent customers."
Kanda turned the television off. 'Great, he's in cahoots with the government, which means the police are probably on his damn side too. Shit, talk about fucked up; he's got me trapped with no way out.' There were no other means left; Allen had both legal and illegal mean under his control, now even to the police wouldn't help him. Never has he been in such a helpless case before. A smirk crossed his lips, that doesn't means he was about to give up.
He walked over to the large mahogany wardrobe that was stationed at the corner of the room, his clothes decorated the inside. From the set he took out a pair of black skinny jeans and a dark blue button up shirt, along with a black and blue converse that had a large white skull near the heel. It seemed in the days that he was out for, his things were taken and organized in this room. He could see his school uniform and other articles of clothing as well as some new ones that the bastard must have bought. 'Ch' like I'll wear anything he buys.'
Once he was dressed he took up his empty black skull patterned Jansport and stuffed it with as much clothes as it could hold. He would have loved to take everything in the room, but he needed to be able to move and too much items might weigh him down. 'I wonder is they searched through my stuff.' That was a big duh! He was sure they would which means his wallet must have been confiscated. Now he had no where to run away to and he's dead broke, what a way to start his escape. 'Ch' this sucks.'
He didn't want to waste anymore time, it was now or never. The sun was up but that didn't mean that he had all the time in the world, Allen may come back at any time and he didn't want to be there when he finally did. He searched through the small compartment on his bag and saw his cell phone and Mp3. It seemed like some sort of trap - maybe the phone was bugged - but what the hell did he care, he needed his phone, the Mp3 was optional; at least it could help him pass the time.
With everything packed and ready it was time for his break out. 'I'll stop anyone who attempts to stop me.' He walked over to the door and turned the knob - it was open, strange - and stepped out. The hallway was empty, he thought he'd run into someone guarding the door, but no one was there. 'This will be easy.'
Boy was it easy, it took Kanda little to no effort to escape that mansion, and that was weird. The weird part about it was, even though he was avoiding running into the servants, maids and possible guards, he ran into them anyway. And the weirder part was that they never stopped or reported him. Hell they walked passed him and bowed a 'good morning Kanda-dono' then went on their merry way. So he used it to his advantage and left through the front door, then the main gate and once he was near the main road, he hitched a ride on a passing truck. His escape was way too easy for his liking, but he's going to make sure that his disappearance would be epic.
He heard a loud growl and blushed, 'Shit, I haven't eaten in days and I'm freaking broke.' Now this was a slight quandary he never thought he'd find himself in. He took the Mp3 out of his pocket. 'This still looks new, might as well sell it.'
The sounds of a man yelling pulled him out of his thoughts. Before he could react someone bumped in to him.
"Oi watch it, asshole," the man growled then picked himself up to run again, but someone held on to his wrists preventing him from running. He turned around to yell profanities at the ass that held him, but all words died from his mouth when he stared into Kanda's rage filled dark eyes.
"Say what now?" Kanda's grip on his arm tightened causing the man to let go of the wallet in his hands, it plop down to the cement sidewalk. He then pulled the guy towards him by the wrist he held and kneed him in the stomach. The guy toppled over on the sidewalk groaning in pain. "Call me that a next time and I'll break that arm of yours."
He stooped down and picked up the neglected wallet. Just as he got back up on his two feet another man ran up to him wheezing and panting. Once the man was able to finally catch his breath he proceeded to thank Kanda for capturing the man who stole his wallet.
Kanda was by no chance a Good Samaritan, regardless of what Lenalee might think. The only reason he knocked some sense into the guy on the concrete, was that he bumped into him and dared to call him an asshole. He had no sense of justice what so ever. If the guy hadn't bumped into him, he wouldn't have interfered, as simple as that. His saying goes something like 'whatever that was happing to other people - other than his friends - are of no concern to him, but if you mess with him or his friends you're dead.' Yeah something like that.
"Oh thank you kind lad," the man continued. "How can I ever repay you!"
Kanda looked at the man then opened the wallet, taking out a few bills. Once he was satisfied with the amount he tossed the wallet back to the guy and walked off.
"I'm taking this for lunch," he said over his shoulder.
The guy looked back into his wallet seeing that the lad had taken a few of his US dollars, instead of the Yen.
"Shit," he complained. "He took all my twenties."
"There all done."
Tyki looked up from what he was doing and turned to face Allen. He sat in a chair right across from him with his legs propped up on the desk before him. They were in Allen's office finishing up some work that needed to be done.
"You really are doing this?" he asked. "Calling everyone together just to introduce a boy who wants to kill you."
Allen shrugged and pressed a small red button on the phone on his desk. Within minutes a man wearing a light blue suit hurried in. He bowed to both Tyki and Allen then took the pile of small white envelopes that Allen had in his grasp, and then with another bow he left as quickly as he came.
"Its love can't you see?" Allen's smile was creepy. "I want to kill him and he wants to kill me, that's the way we show our love to each other. No one can hurt us, but we can hurt each other."
Tyki shook his head with a grin. "What a fucked up web we weave."
Allen's smile widened. "Indeed."
He took up the morning paper and a dark smirk took over his lips. The heading was a real eye catcher too 'Local Gang Massacred' it read. Tyki caught the look on Allen's face, it intrigued him. Something must have gone in Allen's favour.
"Happy aren't we?" he asked.
"It seemed the Chains succeeded; the Rekoga Family is no more," Allen replied with a sinister smirk. "But for Yeegar to not report to me right away, he must have suffered some casualties," a shrug. "Not that I care, but with this victory we're now on level playing ground with those damned Mugens."
Tyki could feel the sadistic glee radiating off Allen in waves, it roused the same feeling inside of him and because of it he knew what Allen's next move will be. A chuckle passed his lips at the thought. 'Use then dispose.'
"The Chains might rebel against you for killing their second," he voiced. "You saw the look in their boss's eyes; he won't stop until he kills you."
Allen just chuckled. "I doubt he'll survive that long."
Tyki smirked, he had been right.
There was an annoying insistent knock that threatened to wake him, he turned to side and buried his head deeper into his pillow to ignore the sound, but it would go away. Heck it got even louder.
"Go away…" he moaned pitifully from under the covers. This is his once in a lifetime day off and no one was going to get him to wake up when he didn't have to.
"Lavi-san, I have an important letter from Walker-sama," the voice was muffled by the heavy wooden door. "It is vital that I deliver it."
Laiv poked his messy red head from under the covers. "Stupid bastard, what da hell does he want now!" he kicked the covers off and walked towards his bedroom door, yanking it open. A sleep deprived Lavi was cranky as hell.
His green eye settled on the man before him, who bowed in greeting - hiding his blush from seeing Lavi standing there stark naked - and gave him a small envelope. Once that was done the man gave another bow, before turning tail and running back to where he came from.
Once the guy left and he heard the satisfying click indicating that the front door was locked, he retreated back into his bedroom and shut the door. 'If this isn't important I swear I'm quitting!' Not that he could.
He brought his attention back to the small pure white envelope in his clutches, and gave it a once over. Then seeing that he was wasting time, he tore it open only to find a small rectangular card. His face instantly turned serious as he stared at the small black card in his grasp. 'It's time already.' He opened the card seeing that he was right.
Tonight will be another gathering of the Noah Family, but not all then members of the Noah Family will be present; it will only be open to Allen's elite associates, his most trusted and loyal members that he considered as his family.
"Why so soon?" Lavi mused aloud. "Allen must hav somethin' ta say to all'a us."
Yes, he was apart of Allen's inner circle despite having joined the Mafia just a mere two and a half years ago. Up until now he still didn't get why Allen made him apart of the upper level of the Noah Family when he was just a newbie - by Noah standards. Sure he had skills for handling different weapons; he was smart and was blessed with having a good memory, not to mention he was the head of Allen's counterfeiting and money laundering systems - an impressive feat for someone who was only twenty years old. Oh and lets not forget he is involved with Tyki, and Allen is Tyki's adoptive little brother, so that might be a contributing factor.
Lavi sighed, whatever the case might be, the strongest members of the Noah Family are meeting later on for dinner. He could almost smell the disaster that will no doubt take place. 'Might as well get myself in the right frame of mind to deal with them.' He groaned and dived into the bed face on. 'I'm so not looking forward ta seeing Cyril.'
Kanda tried as hard as he could to repress the urge to swallow everything on his plate, due to his extreme hunger. Usually when he goes to his favorite restaurant 'Kaichuu Ichigen' he always orders a small plate of Tempura Soba, but now he ordered a large plate with a large cup of green tea. Kanda never orders a large in anything; therefore it is plain to see that he was indeed starving.
'I spent ten on the meal, so I'm left with seventy dollars,' he took four twenty dollar bills from the man he accidentally helped, leaving him with a bit of cash. Well eighty dollars wasn't enough to survive on but it was as good a start as any.
With a whisper of 'gochisousama' he placed his chopsticks down and wiped what ever remained on his lips. He was fed and reenergized, his wounds no longer ached - as he suspected that they've healed already - and he was free from the devil's grasp. 'For now,' his mind provided. There was no telling when the bastard who notice he was gone, that's if he hasn't noticed already.
With a yarn he got up from his seat and headed towards the door. He didn't know where he'll go as yet, but first off he's going to make sure to skip town. At least then he might be out of Allen's target rage for awhile.
'It's like I'm running for my freedom,' he thought bitterly. 'I wouldn't be doing this if it wasn't for that bastard Cross.'
Speaking of Cross, he might as well drop by and give him a nice 'goodbye' before he leaves. 'I hope Lenalee won't hate me when I fucking kill him!' At the though of Lenalee his expression became sullen, or as sullen as it could get. He hasn't seen her since that Friday evening when he was forcefully kidnapped. Now it was Sunday and it was three in the freaking afternoon and hasn't contacted her yet. 'She must be worried.'
That was an understatement; she must be overfilled with worry by now. He hoped nothing happened to her and her brother, or else Cross and that bastard Allen would pay dearly. 'Maybe I should pay Lenalee a visit.'
He would love to do that but, he didn't want to get her any deeper in his damn crap than necessary. She was already involved once and he'd like to not have her involved again, if he could help it.
'I won't see Lenalee but," he flipped his phone opened and cleared the screen of the multiple missed calls and voice messages he got from one particular number, then scrolled through it to look for his address book. 'He said when ever I'm in trouble I should come see him,' he scrolled through the short list and landed on the name Lavi Bookman. 'Ch' he better keeps his word.'
Allen smiled to himself as he stepped into the vacant room. He walked over to the wardrobe and opened it, checking its confines. From what he could see, five pairs of pants, eight shirts of varying styles and two pairs of shoes were missing, along with the empty black bag he left there.
Just as he suspected.
"Kanda, you're way too predictable," he chuckled to himself with a shake of his head. "I might have given you the freedom to come and go as you please, but don't think you can escape me."
He pulled his phone out of his pocket and quickly dialed a number. It ran twice before someone answered.
"Good day Walker-sama," the voice greeted. "How may I assist you today?"
"Suman, I want you to capture someone for me, knock him out and bring him to the mansion in one piece. I will send the information you need to locate him via phone," Allen began in a business like tone. "Oh and take Chaker and Kazanna with you, my darling Kanda can be quite the handful."
"Yes of course," Suman replied. "Is that all boss?"
"Yeah, I expect good results," Allen hung up and stuffed the phone back in his pocket. With one last look at the room he exited, an even brighter smile graced his face at his departure.
Never in his life would he picture that something like this would happen to him.
With a groan, he took another right turn as he tried to outrun his pursuer. 'Shit this is so fucked up!' His long raven haired swished behind him as he ran. No one on the streets bothered to help him; they stayed their distance trying their best not to get involved.
He should have known something was fishy when he saw that muscular guy - who was now chasing him - every where he went. He avoided going to Lavi's and used what little money that he had left to take the subway to the next town. But just when he came off the subway he was surprised to see that the guy was there waiting for him. If that didn't spell suspicious he didn't know what did.
So he did what he never thought he would do in a million years; he ran. Kanda Yuu is no coward or wimp; he would have taken the guy on and fought his way out. But he was smart, he wasn't about to go fight a loosing battle, especially one with that guy Allen Walker. He's learnt his lesson so instead of standing to fight he'll run.
He barely made it to the next turning when he ran into two more guys. 'Damn it, there were others?' They grabbed an arm each and he tried to fight them off. The guy chasing him managed to catch up to them during the struggle, he tried to grab Kanda's legs but a swift kick prevented that from happening.
'I'm not going down without a fight!' Kanda kicked forward knocking the guy before him to the ground, and then just as his feet hit the ground he hopped, using the momentum to push himself over their shoulders. The guys released him and he flipped to his feet. He felt his arm twist from socket but he gritted his teeth and bore with the pain.
"Chaker, Kazanna stop fooling around and grab that brat," the guy on the ground got up. "Walker-sama is expecting him and you don't want to have him waiting."
"Sorry Suman," both apologized.
Kanda braced him self for an attack but was disappointed when the two guys - Chaker and Kazanna - backed away from him. The last guy called Suman took out a small round ball. He threw it at Kanda's feet and took a few steps back. Instantly clouds of purple smoke exploded from the small ball. Kanda held his breath and placed both hands to his nose as he tried to escape the smoke.
Kazanna grabbed on to his left hand and he aimed to punch him right in the eye with his other hand, only to find out that he was wearing a mask. 'Shit, what he heck?' the three guys all wore gas masks as the smoke rose becoming thicker. He needed to get out.
The smell made its way to Kanda's nose, messing up his senses. He coughed and a groan passed his lips as his other hand fell in the other guy's gasp. His strength was leaving him at a fast pace and thanks to the purple smoke he felt as if he was slowly drowning. He forced his eyes to stay open as he tried to fight his way out of their grasps.
A punch to his stomach knock sent him spiraling towards unconsciousness. He felt bitter as the darkness consumed him. 'Shit,' he cursed. 'I should have known that he bugged my phone…'
Kanda woke up with a migraine, why? There before him stood Allen Walker dressed immaculately in a pristine white suit. Remember what happened the last time he woke up with Allen in the room; he moved his arms and legs. He gave a sigh of relief when he found that he wasn't bound.
"You've been a bad boy Kanda," Allen purred. "But your punishment will come later; right now we have a dinner to attend to."
Kanda glared at him for what it was worth. "No fucking way, I'm not going anywhere with you, bastard."
"Oh and is that so?" A smirk crossed Allen's lips; he raised his hand showing the small remote he had in his grasp. "Do you know what this is Kanda?"
Kanda continued to glare at him, giving him the impression that he didn't give a fuck.
"When I press this button something will happen," Allen explained as if he was talking to a kid, but knowing him even if he was talking to a kid they'd be scared stiff. "Oh I'm bad at explanations, how about I gave you a practical?"
He pressed the small red button on the remote and instantly Kanda felt pain ran throughout his entire body starting from his neck. Kanda felt as if he was burning from the inside out. There was only one thing that could generate that feeling, he was being electrocuted.
"W-what…th-the hell…" his tattered voice managed to scratch its way out of this battered throat. He grabbed at his neck where he felt the pain originated from only to feel his hands burn from the exposure to something hot. 'What is this one my neck?'
Allen stood watching before he gave an eerie smile. "Shall we go to dinner?"
Kanda wanted to glare but his mind and entire body felt numb. He was in pain and though Allen seemed dead set on causing it. It looked as if he wasn't planning on killing him. Just a rapid exposure to pain and torture, until he finally broke. He gritted his teeth as he tried to endure the pain. There was no way he'd break easily, Allen could torture him all he wanted but he wasn't about to break.
The sound of the door opening caught Kanda's attention, drawing him briefly from his pained stupor.
"This is where Allen's lover is staying?" Lavi's cheery voice cooed. "It's a nice room; Allen must be making sure he's well taken care of."
Tyki's voice joined in.
"Well Allen wants the best for his little pet."
Lavi gave a snort.
"Pet, I wonder. I still haven't met him though," he pouted.
"Well that's why we're here now."
Lavi's bright red head was the first that pushed through the door. His inqusitive green eye settled on Allen who sat in a chair near the large queen sized bed. He was about to greet him when his gazed moved towards the bed. Shock emerald met equally shocked fierce blue. Lavi blinked in an attempt to make sure that he wasn't seeing things. He hoped he was but that didn't seem to be the case. On the bed was no doubt the freshman kid he mentored, the one he swore he'd help - with the help of his sources - if he ran into any troubles, the one person he thought of as a good friend.
"Oh my god, Yuu?"
A/N: so yeah next chapter! Ah Sorry if it's really late or messed up or rushed or random…yeah you get it….oh ah next chapter should be interesting now that Lavi saw Kanda and stuff. Well it's one in the night I'm starving so I'll just cut this short. See ya lata k ! R&R! Kaso *heart* reviews!
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