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A/N: and here we go for the last chapter :D Allen was born to belong to Kanda, what else to say?

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Night out

"A party will be held tonight to thank you for saving the missing people, and they said they'd be honored if you could join them." a Finder told Kanda and Allen the morning after their mission was done.

Kanda had merely shrugged, obviously not intending to go, while Allen's face had lit up.

"Sure, we'll be there!" he had exclaimed cheerfully.

Now it was the afternoon, and Allen was humming quietly at the window of his room, visibly looking forward to going to the party.

"This is going to be a nice evening. What do you think, Kanda?" the boy asked the Japanese man.

"Who cares about that?" Kanda replied grumpily.

"Come on, you're not given a party every day in your life, you might as well enjoy it!"

"Who said I was going?"

"Do you intend to stay here? Kanda, the people of this town are doing it for us, show some gratitude!" Allen said with a hint of exasperation.

"No one asked them to do it." Kanda merely replied.

Allen walked away from the window and stood in front of Kanda who was sitting on the couch.

"Please, come with me tonight." he asked with his most serious tone.

Kanda raised an eyebrow, looking at the boy in front of him. They stared at each other for a several seconds before Kanda finally turned his head on the side.

"Just go by yourself." He snapped.

"Why can't you just accompany me?" Allen sighed. As the older Exorcist didn't answer, he went on: "I may get lost if you don't come. You know how good I am at getting lost."

"Then just don't go. I'm not your baby-sitter."

"Kanda, please! I don't get to go to parties that often and I'd really like to go to this one…"

Again, Kanda looked at Allen. Right now the boy looked like a child annoying his parents to go play outside with friends. Or like a normal teen who sometimes wanted to forget about battles, Akumas, exorcism and whatnot for one evening. Like a too young soldier who asked for the right to spend an evening like any other person his age would.

Kanda gave up. For some reason, he couldn't stand that sad face looking at him with those silver orbs.

"Fine."

Allen's face immediately brightened.

"Thanks, Kanda!" he said as he jumped on the couch right next to Kanda and kissed him, startling the Japanese man. Allen quickly pulled back and looked away:

"Oh, hm, sorry. I was kind of… overexcited I suppose."

"Che." Kanda merely said as he seized Allen's chin and sealed his lips over the boy's, fiercely and demanding.

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The small town was fully illuminated, and not a single person stayed in their house. In the main street, many buffets had been prepared and there were several people playing music while other ones were dancing in the middle of the place. Allen more than helped himself with the buffets while Kanda was simply following him, displaying his usual scowling face. He hated the noise, he hated the lights, he hated the atmosphere; all he wanted was to get away from there, but seeing how Allen was having fun next to him, he could only sigh and try to pay as little attention as possible to his surroundings.

"Look, Kanda." Allen said, showing small groups of people farther away. "They must surely be relatives of the people who disappeared. It's glad to see them reunited. Family sure is a great thing." He added softly with a smile.

'Stop smiling like you're really happy for them while it's obvious you're suffering.' Kanda wanted to snap at him, but decided he didn't care about it. Or maybe he didn't have enough courage.

Unaware of Kanda's thoughts, Allen was truly enjoying himself, shaking hands with every people who came to him to thank him – since most of them didn't dare approach Kanda – and talking happily with them. The night was going on well; the two Exorcists kept wandering here and there, where it was the most animated. Which of course wasn't to Kanda's taste. Yet, every time he wanted to drag Allen away from all the party, a simple look at the boy's cheerful face would annihilate his willpower. 'Che, just what's wrong with me?'

At some moment, Allen even started playing with children around him, and some of them wanted to ask Kanda to join, which Allen quickly dissuade them from doing.

"He's an evil demon who will eat you alive if you bother him." the silver-haired boy told the scared children, laughing.

"Che. You're the evil one for forcing me to come here." Kanda replied.

Allen looked at him, and merely grinned, earning him another 'che'.

However, patience wasn't part of Kanda's qualities, and after what seemed like a century to him, he finally dragged Allen by the sleeve:

"Let's go back." he said sharply.

"Wh-already? Come on, Kanda, can't we stay a bit more?" Allen asked, almost pleadingly.

"It's already past eleven, you dumbass. I want to sleep."

"Oh… fine then." the boy replied, disappointed.

They started walking back to their hotel, silently, in the middle of all the music and voices of the people around them. Suddendly, Allen stopped.

"Hey, Kanda."

"What?" the Japanese man asked, slightly pissed off.

"Can we… stay outside a bit longer? Not at the party, I mean." Allen added quickly. "Just… outside. If you don't like noise, we could go on that hill over there, it's not too far and it will be quiet. And the view must be nice from there. But it's fine if you want to go back to the hotel…"

Kanda bit his lip. Of course he wanted to go back, then again, it was rare from Allen to make requests. Seeing the lack of answer, the latter went on:

"Nevermind. Let's go b…"

"Fine." Kanda cut him.

Allen raised an eyebrow.

"Let's just go to your damn hill." The older Exorcist repeated, annoyed.

The silver-haired boy smiled.

"Thanks, Kanda." he said as he pulled Kanda by the wrist and started running outside the town.

It took them five minutes to get to the spot, and Allen sat on the grass, watching the illuminated town down the hill. Kanda did the same. It sure was a lot quieter, which helped calmed him down. Next to him, Allen was sitting with both his arms around his knees, silent.

They didn't say anything for several minutes, merely enjoying the peaceful atmostphere and the soft breeze on their faces. Kanda suddenly felt something leaning against his shoulder, Allen's head.

"The view is really nice." The boy whispered, more to himself. Kanda didn't reply. Allen snuggled up a bit more to him, and Kanda eventually pulled him in his lap, letting the boy lean against his chest while he rested his chin on Allen's silver hair, his arms wrapped around the slender waist. Despite the coolness of the night, none of the two Exorcists was cold; each other's contact was enough to keep them warm.

They remained like that, silent, for several minutes. The atmosphere had something soothing and Allen couldn't feel more secure between Kanda's arms, resting against his chest. He could hear the older Exorcist's soft breathing and feel the regular movements of his chest at each breathing. Allen soon found himself closing his eyelids, enjoying the surrounding silence.

Warm lips on his neck made him gasp, but he kept his eyes closed, savouring the sudden chill in his spine.

"Kanda…"

"Shut up…" came the answer, a mere whisper at his ear.

Kanda tightened his embrace around Allen while letting his mouth trail along the pale neck into butterfly kisses. Allen couldn't stand it; he turned round in the Japanese man's lap and kissed him eagerly, letting Kanda push his tongue in without any resistance. Allen was literally melting into the kiss, his arms wrapped around Kanda's neck, pressed against him, not wanting to let go.

When they finally parted, Allen simply whispered against Kanda's lips:

"Happy birthday, Kanda."

The said Kanda opened his eyes wide, looking at the smiling boy.

"How did you…"

"It doesn't really matter, does it?" Allen asked as he closed the distance between them again.

True, it didn't really matter to Kanda. And if he had never cared about his birthday before, this time he felt strangely… happy that one person remembered it. Especially when that person was Allen Walker. They parted again.

"Let's go back." Kanda offered.

"Alright, I suppose we were out for long enough." Allen replied as he reluctantly stood up.

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Back in their room, Kanda dropped his sword next to his bed, removed his coat and boots and prepared to get on his bed, when he noticed Allen who was watching him in the dark room only lit by the moon outside.

"What is it, Moyashi?"

Allen didn't reply at first, instead he walked closer to Kanda and put his hands on Kanda's chest, raising his eyes to Kanda's.

"Kanda… Tonight… Let me sleep with you."

If the Japanese man was startled by the request, he didn't show it. He looked at those silver eyes, and seeing the determination in them, knew that Allen didn't simply mean sleep. He shook his head.

"You don't know what you're asking."

"I do, Kanda." Allen answered immediately.

Kanda was tempted; he couldn't deny it. And since Allen was the one proposing, he wasn't going to refuse. He asked again anyway:

"Are you sure?"

Allen nodded. Kanda didn't wait for more. He gently pushed the boy towards the bed and lay over him, then started kissing his neck while he unbuttoned Allen's shirt with one hand. His mouth then trailed lower on the boy's collarbone, then chest, earning him soft gasps. Allen's breathing was irregular, his body started feeling hot under Kanda's touches; he wanted him, he wanted him so much it was almost painful.

It took them a mere few seconds to get rid of their clothes, and now they could fully feel each other's arousal, feel their lust for each other, feel their need to get even more intimate.

"Kanda… ah… please…" was all Allen was able to say between moans and kisses. He longed for Kanda, he longed to feel him inside his own body. Kanda could barely wait any longer, and he slowly entered Allen, careful to hurt him the least possible; but Allen was the one to ask for more, and quicker, and deeper and more, and more… The demanding body underneath Kanda was driving him mad; he was losing control, but again, it was Allen's fault. Those loud moans and gasps as Kanda kept hitting that sensitive spot within the smaller body, that same body arching under the swift motions of the restless Japanese male, the ragged breathing broken by muffled 'Kanda, Kanda, Kanda!' like an endless chant… It was all Allen's fault. And God, Kanda wasn't going to complain, seeing the flushed face of the boy under him, lost in his own world of bliss. At that pace, they soon reached the limits of their sanity and came together, drown in a pool a pleasure.

A few minutes later, the only sounds in the dark room were heavy breathings.

"Kanda…" Allen finally whispered as he turned on his side to face the Japanese man.

"Hm?"

"Nothing. I just wanted to say your name." the silver-haired boy answered, smiling.

"Che. Just sleep." Kanda said, pulling the boy closer to him.

As he watched Allen falling asleep, he decided that birthdays may actually be worth celebrating.

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Ahem. End of the story. I think someday I'll have to take lessons to write angst. Seriously.
Btw, for those who wonder, I'll try to update Shikigami asap, in a few days probably. Thx for your patience :]