[Drabble - DGM] Meet the Master
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a1y_puffTitle: Meet the Master
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
a1y_puff
Fandom: D.Gray-Man
Characters: Allen, Cross, Kanda, Kanda/Allen-ish
Genre: failed attempt at humor? let's just say general/romance-but-not-really? >.>;;;
Summary: Allen had to bring Kanda to meet Cross. And really? He didn't actually fancy the idea, but.
Rating: PG
Warning: AU, unbeta-ed
Disclaimer: Hoshino owns them all. Rawr.
A/N: in an attempt to revive my writing muse, Mandy (harmony283 ) gave me a prompt: Allen - beer can and it somehow resulted in this..stupid drabble. >___>;;
Seriously, my writing skill!! Where art thou?! DDD:
Allen could hear the clock ticking quite loudly in his ears, and he fidgeted again in his seat. Seriously, the silence was a little unnerving. What was up with that anyway? He glanced aside to his right and found Kanda putting on his usual annoyed-bored expression on his face, but—Allen knew better now. He caught that slight twitch of Kanda’s fingers and—
Allen jolted when a can of beer was slammed down on the table in front of them. He raised his eyes up to meet the piercing eyes of his guardian, before said guardian took a new can of beer from the coffee table, opened it and started sipping again, leaning back against the couch.
Really, Allen was sure Cross was doing it on purpose—dragging the silence on and on and on and—
“Mast—”
“So,” Cross began, aiming his piercing gaze to Kanda now, “You’re sure you don’t just—want to get into this idiot’s pants?”
“What the f—”
“Master, come on! We haven’t even passed third base yet We even barely make it to second base !”
“What base?”
Cross raised an eyebrow, and Allen turned to Kanda with a look.
“And you’ve been together for—how long?”
“Three months but—”
“And you're barely on second base?”
“Well, it’s—”
“What base? What the fuck are you talking about?” Kanda cut them off impatiently, looking confusedly annoyed.
And Cross burst out laughing.
Allen palmed his face and mumbled, "That is one of the reasons—"
"Moyashi," Kanda growled menacingly into his face, "What."
Just then, Cross leaned forward and pointed his finger towards Kanda's nose, the abrupt motion making the beer Cross was still holding slosh out of the can a little and Kanda. Did not. Like. That.
"You," Cross said with a smirk, not removing his finger despite Kanda growling at him, "are interesting," Cross added, before turning to Allen and said, "You're sure he'd be able to top you?"
"Isn't he?" Allen grinned, carefully maneuvering Cross' hand and the can of beer away before Kanda snapped, because Kanda always hated alcohols. "So he passed?"
Cross leaned back against the backrest of the couch, giving the both of them (Kanda especially) a long, assessing look, swishing the can of beer in his right hand, and letting the sloshing sound of the liquid filling the silence. Allen fidgeted yet again, unconsciously wringing his hands, because—well. This time, what he wanted Cross to approve was... serious. and he just—
Suddenly, there was a hand covering his, willing him to calm the hell down, and it made Allen look up to his right side and find Kanda looking defiantly back at Cross, except that there was just something in those deep cobalt eyes that was just...
"No funny business," Cross suddenly said, and Allen could hear the underlying threat in his deep baritone voice. "No fourth base until he's seventeen. Understood?"
"Wh—"
"Yes!" Allen hurriedly replied, heartily so. "No fourth base. Yes, we get it."
His seventeenth birthday was like, in less than two months from now anyway, so what did it matter?
"I didn't ask you, brat." Cross turned to Kanda and, "Well?"
"What are you—" but then there was a pinch on his waist and Kanda jolted, and Allen gave him the look, telling the older teen to just go with it and—"Fuck. Yeah, okay, what-fucking-ever."
"There," Allen smiled sweetly, a little too brightly at Cross, and finally, Cross slammed his now-empty beer can down the table once again, before standing up.
"I'm leaving. Clean up the mess."
And then he was gone. Just like that.
Allen sighed in relief.
"Oi," Kanda called, "What the fuck was that?"
"Cross," the British boy replied tiredly, before grinning up at Kanda with an entirely different level of brightness, and then he just—leaned up and kissed the older teen square on his lips.
He was more than pleased when Kanda kissed back.
"Well," he broke away after a moment, "Let's clean this mess~"
With that, he started picking up the beer cans strewn all over his living room, but he instead of grumbling like he usually would, Allen was humming.
"Oi."
"Yes?"
"What bases were you talking about earlier?"
Allen's hand halted midway of picking a beer can under the table, and—well.
"Umm."
~NeverEnding~
Author:
a1y_puff Fandom: D.Gray-Man
Characters: Allen, Cross, Kanda, Kanda/Allen-ish
Genre: failed attempt at humor? let's just say general/romance-but-not-really? >.>;;;
Summary: Allen had to bring Kanda to meet Cross. And really? He didn't actually fancy the idea, but.
Rating: PG
Warning: AU, unbeta-ed
Disclaimer: Hoshino owns them all. Rawr.
A/N: in an attempt to revive my writing muse, Mandy (
harmony283 ) gave me a prompt: Allen - beer can and it somehow resulted in this..stupid drabble. >___>;;Seriously, my writing skill!! Where art thou?! DDD:
Meet the Master
Allen could hear the clock ticking quite loudly in his ears, and he fidgeted again in his seat. Seriously, the silence was a little unnerving. What was up with that anyway? He glanced aside to his right and found Kanda putting on his usual annoyed-bored expression on his face, but—Allen knew better now. He caught that slight twitch of Kanda’s fingers and—
Allen jolted when a can of beer was slammed down on the table in front of them. He raised his eyes up to meet the piercing eyes of his guardian, before said guardian took a new can of beer from the coffee table, opened it and started sipping again, leaning back against the couch.
Really, Allen was sure Cross was doing it on purpose—dragging the silence on and on and on and—
“Mast—”
“So,” Cross began, aiming his piercing gaze to Kanda now, “You’re sure you don’t just—want to get into this idiot’s pants?”
“What the f—”
“Master, come on! We haven’t even passed third base yet We even barely make it to second base !”
“What base?”
Cross raised an eyebrow, and Allen turned to Kanda with a look.
“And you’ve been together for—how long?”
“Three months but—”
“And you're barely on second base?”
“Well, it’s—”
“What base? What the fuck are you talking about?” Kanda cut them off impatiently, looking confusedly annoyed.
And Cross burst out laughing.
Allen palmed his face and mumbled, "That is one of the reasons—"
"Moyashi," Kanda growled menacingly into his face, "What."
Just then, Cross leaned forward and pointed his finger towards Kanda's nose, the abrupt motion making the beer Cross was still holding slosh out of the can a little and Kanda. Did not. Like. That.
"You," Cross said with a smirk, not removing his finger despite Kanda growling at him, "are interesting," Cross added, before turning to Allen and said, "You're sure he'd be able to top you?"
"Isn't he?" Allen grinned, carefully maneuvering Cross' hand and the can of beer away before Kanda snapped, because Kanda always hated alcohols. "So he passed?"
Cross leaned back against the backrest of the couch, giving the both of them (Kanda especially) a long, assessing look, swishing the can of beer in his right hand, and letting the sloshing sound of the liquid filling the silence. Allen fidgeted yet again, unconsciously wringing his hands, because—well. This time, what he wanted Cross to approve was... serious. and he just—
Suddenly, there was a hand covering his, willing him to calm the hell down, and it made Allen look up to his right side and find Kanda looking defiantly back at Cross, except that there was just something in those deep cobalt eyes that was just...
"No funny business," Cross suddenly said, and Allen could hear the underlying threat in his deep baritone voice. "No fourth base until he's seventeen. Understood?"
"Wh—"
"Yes!" Allen hurriedly replied, heartily so. "No fourth base. Yes, we get it."
His seventeenth birthday was like, in less than two months from now anyway, so what did it matter?
"I didn't ask you, brat." Cross turned to Kanda and, "Well?"
"What are you—" but then there was a pinch on his waist and Kanda jolted, and Allen gave him the look, telling the older teen to just go with it and—"Fuck. Yeah, okay, what-fucking-ever."
"There," Allen smiled sweetly, a little too brightly at Cross, and finally, Cross slammed his now-empty beer can down the table once again, before standing up.
"I'm leaving. Clean up the mess."
And then he was gone. Just like that.
Allen sighed in relief.
"Oi," Kanda called, "What the fuck was that?"
"Cross," the British boy replied tiredly, before grinning up at Kanda with an entirely different level of brightness, and then he just—leaned up and kissed the older teen square on his lips.
He was more than pleased when Kanda kissed back.
"Well," he broke away after a moment, "Let's clean this mess~"
With that, he started picking up the beer cans strewn all over his living room, but he instead of grumbling like he usually would, Allen was humming.
"Oi."
"Yes?"
"What bases were you talking about earlier?"
Allen's hand halted midway of picking a beer can under the table, and—well.
"Umm."
~NeverEnding~
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Date: 2010-10-28 09:52 am (UTC)-stops laughing so she can breathe-
I'm--not sure if Mandy's told you, or whatnot, but...I'm really not a Yullen fan. Like, at all. But this---this was so epic beyond words, I don't even--
-takes deep breaths-
I loved this, seriously. You have no idea. I'm surprised by how much I love this, but...again. So epic. They're whole interaction here was so believable, and... Poor Kanda. That was all just--too perfect, and of course Kanda wouldn't know what the bases were, and Cross asking--and Allen just has him whipped. Guh.
I love you right now. xD
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Date: 2010-10-28 09:58 am (UTC)And yes, Mandy has told me that you purposefully avoid Yullen fic, so I wasn't so sure when you asked me to show you this, but I'M GLAD YOU ASKED AND I'M GLAD I DID <3333
Hehe... I love my Kanda dorky. He's a big dork deep inside, everyone should know it by now, right? right? *shot*
Anyway thanks so much for your comment <3 <3 it's worth my time being left alone in the office, lol XD *huuuugs*
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Date: 2010-10-28 10:04 am (UTC)Ohmigawdyouricon---♥Ahh, I see. Yeah, it's...I dunno. Just--yeah. But I like this. I really, really like this. YOU'RE A GREAT WRITER; BE PROUD. D<
And I'm glad you showed me, too~ Even though I would have gotten it in my flist... xD
Yes, yes he is. But a badass dork. xD THE VERY BEST KIND. ♥
-unshoots you-
You're welcome, hon~
And hey! You weren't alone; you had me! D:
Albeit mostly quiet, from reading Silver Diamond, but...no subject
Date: 2010-10-28 10:10 am (UTC)a laughing little!Yuu HAZ to be iconized 8DHee, thank you sooo much ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
OH HELL YES KANDA IS THE BEST KIND OF DORK THERE EVER IS XD ♥
Aww yes, I had you, lol. Even if no one's physically here and I will need to go home soon too XDDD
And it's okay because you gave me download links XDD