a1y-puff

Title: Flashlight
Author: a1y_puff
Fandom: D.Gray-Man
Pairing: Kanda/Allen
Genre: Fluff/Angst and a bit of attempted humor.
Summary: Most of the time, Allen tried not to think about it—about what Lenalee called 'the butterfly in your stomach', because, wouldn't that indicate—no. No, no, he didn't want to go there. And besides, it was Kanda, the prick who acted like a five-year-old.
Word Count:~7000
Warning: AU. Possible OOC-ness.
Disclaimer: I only own Michael. Oh and is Katsura's status confirmed yet? D:
Beta: pinkxpiano, harmony283

A/N: OMG I'm so sorry that this is soooo LATE! But hey, this update is pretty lengthy an THERE IS A BONUS for this part; just read until the end and you'll see :)

Special thanks to pinkxpiano, harmony283 and hakasha for all their supports and ideas and for whipping my lazy ass into working on this piece. XD

Previous Parts: i. Ephemeral Summer | ii. Days Passing By | iii. What's Yours is Mine | iv. Strikes of Waves | v. Bitter Cookies


( vi. Flashlight )

Title: Strikes of Waves
Author: a1y_puff
Fandom: D. Gray-Man
Pairing: DUH. Yullen Week anyone? :/
Genre: Daily-life-ish/humor and now with tiny bits of angst. Yay?
Summary: It had started with mere curiosity. Without thinking much, Allen only meant to brush the strands of hair away so Kanda wouldn’t accidentally swallow it in his sleep or something. But then it developed more than Allen would have liked.
Word Count: ~6000
Warning: AU. Possible OOC-ness, and CROSS certainly is a bad influence on Allen, I swear. :(
Disclaimer: What do you think? I don't even own a laptop *sighs*

Beta: hakasha (you are officially a new definition of awesome!)
A/N: HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALLEN!! Anyway I’m really sorry that this is SO late, but yeah. I’d rather be late than posting a half-assed chapter. Thank you for waiting and here, have the longest part yet full of DEVELOPMENT. Anyway, it’s getting a little serious in this part, but I do hope you’d enjoy the development. Fun? I hope so =)

Special thanks once again to hakasha, because the length of this part is totally her fault. She kept putting ideas into my head, so you beloved readers can blame her for that too XD. And she was really awesome to bear with the embarrassing amount of grammatical errors this fic originally had due to me writing it all night and into the morning. I even dozed off a few times, so. -shifty eyes- Also, thanks to pinkxpianofor giving the title :D


Previous Parts: Ephemeral Summer | Days Passing By | What's Yours is Mine


( Kanda muttered something incomprehensible then, as if knowing that someone was touching him in his sleep, and Allen immediately jerked his hand away as if he had been burnt. That was when he realized—what was he doing? )

First of all, I'M SORRY FOR THE LATENESS-of sort. I know it's still the 20th at some part of the world. Anyway I had posted this like, nearly 10 hours ago but due to some mistakes I had to take it down for a bit because I had no laptop then and couldn't fix. My dad just came back with the laptop now, so.

Anyway, to the fic.

Title: Days Passing By
Author: a1y-puff
Fandom: D. Gray-Man
Pairing: DUH. Yullen Week anyone? :/
Genre: Umm. Daily-life-ish/humor?
Summary: Rooming with Kanda, Allen decided, was not as easy as he had thought it would be at first.
Word Count: ~4700
Warning: AU. Possible OOC-ness, dorky alert, randomness—and did I say dorky?
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters and the verse that is Allen's assignment down there. It's from Cradle Song by Brahms.
Beta: lafuego and hakasha (You lovely ladies are awesome, seriously.)

A/N: First of all, you need to read Ephemeral Summer first because that’s the prologue to this.
Anyway. The theme is bittersweet. I don’t know how it turned out THIS long but—yeah. The general idea is “The bittersweet-ness of a life with Kanda”. Yeah, sue me :/. Also, let’s have a different style so you won’t get bored? :D
Special thanks to pinkxpiano, harmony283 and isumi_ilde for their random ideas and help =).


(  The guy had been ridiculous at first, actually drawing a line in the middle of the room using a 50 centimeters ruler and a 2B pencil. Then he made it clear that Allen was never to cross that line, or else. )