A/N: A'ight, so this is my first AND second entry for Yullen week. I fell behind on the first one because it sort of...got confused and Allen ended up crying for a stupid reason. So I rewrote the whole thing, including (sort of) both themes for the first two days. You can get more information on it from my profile, but the themes for this were "Misunderstanding," and "Prank." This is REALLY short, becuase I started writing today at...five-ish, breaked for dinner and a shower, then came back to writing. It's not proof-read, it's not good. But I really wanted to post this.
OH. IGNORE KANDA'S OOC-NESS, BECAUSE I KNOW IT'S THERE. I suck at writing semes. XD Well, please R&R, even if it is a complaint about how this was a waste of memory space. Enjoy~
The metal cutting into Kanda's wrist was cold and the fact that it was so glaringly obvious against his skin kept reminding him of how unfortunate his situation really was. He pulled his arms together over his chest, causing the chain to clink together and make a rattling noise. Kanda's onyx eyes fell on Allen's sleeping form. The young boy was sleeping under the covers in Kanda's room, his back to the raven and his legs drawn up under him. After much bickering and a little bit of threatening they'd come to the conclusion that Kanda's room was the better choice for sleeping.
So Allen was asleep in Kanda's bed while the eighteen year old sat up, glaring at the wall and silently wishing Komui a violent, painful, and totally unrealistic death. It was all that bastard's fault that he and Allen were chained together in the first place. Him and his stupid ideas for "teamwork." Who even needed teamwork? They may go on the majority of missions together, but that didn't mean they had to associate at all. Ever.
Alright, so maybe they did. And maybe fighting all the time did slow them down. But that still didn't mean that Reever and Komui had the right to handcuff them to each other. Kanda sighed and looked back over at the sleeping form next to him. After a moment, the figure moved, twisting under the bed sheets so that he was laying on his back instead of on his side. His eyelids fluttered infinitesimally as he settled back into slumber and let out a long sigh. Kanda scoffed mentally and turned to glare at the wall again. The huge clock attached there chimed midnight, letting out twelve long strokes not near loud enough to cause a riff, but somehow Allen seemed disturbed by it.
His eyelids flitted open, revealing silver-gray eyes that shone in the faint light. He looked surprised and confused, his pupils darting all around, looking for something familiar. Finally, they landed on Kanda's form and his tense muscles relaxed. He pushed the covers down, revealing his naked torso. They'd been unable to undress in a way anything like normal, but with some assistance by Mugen and lots of yelling they'd gotten their shirts off. How they were going to get any back on was another question.
The silver-gray eyes were still glassy from the medications that he'd gotten from the infirmary. Because, you see, the real reason for Komui's grand idea was because of Allen's injury. The injury that he'd gotten from a rather unfortunate incident involving Allen, Kanda, a simultaneous attack on a level three akuma, a general lack of any kind of planning, and lots of insults. They'd both launched themselves from different sides of the poised akuma and the demon had dodged both, causing them to run into each other. Because Allen's anti-akuma weapon only hurt the evil in something, Kanda remained unscathed, but the white-haired boy's clash with Mugen was a little less fortunate. His wounds hadn't been so bad to begin with, but after several more intense fights and the tedious trip back to headquarters it'd been considerably worse.
The boy had limped halfway to his room before Lenalee has spotted him and sent him straight down to get "proper care." So then he'd limped back downstairs to the infirmary. The nurse had stitched him up, given him some medication and set him up with a cot when Komui had run in, spilling bad news and punishments from every orifice he possessed.
"Allen Walker!" Komui called as he busted into the room loudly. Behind him was Reever, carrying a clipboard and looking rather morose. The supervisor was dragging a very unwilling Kanda into the room by the sleeve and wearing a grin that didn't reflect his real mood. "So glad to have you back here at headquarters!"
The trio stalked up to Allen's bedside and stopped, with Komui's smiling face still shining down on the already drowsy white-haired boy.
"Good to be back, Supervisor," Allen croaked. "Good afternoon, Reever, Kanda." He nodded at the other two, who nodded back politely.
"Now, Allen, Kanda, I have a bone to pick with you," Komui said, his glasses sliding down his nose. Kanda's eyes were flaming. "It seems that Allen's unfortunate injuries were the result of the fact that the two of you lack the ability to work together productively. This is a problem. A problem that I deem enough of a problem to fix. And you will cooperate!"
With this proclaimed, Komui pulled something out of his pocket. He reached over to Kanda's arm and grabbed it, immediately slamming something onto his wrist. The raven's protest was immediate.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, Supervisor?!" he exclaimed, glaring holes into the man's back. He was leaning over Allen's bedside, attaching a handcuff to his wrist as well.
"I'm fixing your teamwork, of course!" he said. He made it sound like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "You're going to work together to get everything done until I take these off. And then you're going to be friends and we'll have no problems!" He smiled triumphantly. "Simple as that!"
"Do you think, Supervisor, or is that head of yours just front?" Allen slurred. His meds were taking effect.
"Of course I think! That's why I was able to come up with this wonderful idea!" he said happily. "Alright, that's all. I've got the key, you don't, and if those are found off before I release you, you will be severely punished. Am I understood?" He glared at Kanda. The raven nodded, and so did Allen.
Komui skipped off into the sunset, followed by Reever's form. Of course, the sunset was actually the doorway, but the Supervisor has quite the imagination.
"K-kanda?" the younger asked, his voice shaky. "Where am I?"
"You're in my room, Moyashi," the raven replied, his voice low. Allen rolled over to face the older with a strange look in his eye and a slight frown on his face.
"Why am I in your room?" His voice was raspy, and, suddenly, a look of horror crossed his features. He looked down at his naked torso and then back at Kanda. "We didn't..." Allen choked. "Um...did we?" He attempted to sit up with downcast eyes.
"What?" Kanda asked, confused. He had no idea what the Moyashi was talking about.
"I mean...we didn't...y'know...did we?" Allen's new phrasing was no clearer.
"You're speaking gibberish." Kanda rolled his eyes and shifted on the bed. "What are you trying to ask?"
"Well, I..." Allen hesitated under the older's intense glare. "Did we have sex?" The expression on Kanda's face would have sent Allen into hysterics if it had been any other time. The raven's eyes widened and his mouth contorted into an open-mouthed frown. His body recoiled from the thought, backing up so far from the smaller boy that he fell off the edge of the bed with a loud, and painful sounding noise.
"Are you okay?" Allen asked as he scuttled across the bed, leaning over the edge to look at Kanda.
"Why the hell would you think that?" Kanda screeched. Allen's face flushed.
"I-I don-"
"Are you mental, Moyashi? Did the nurse really give you enough to do that to your head?" The white-haired boy looked a bit like a tomato, now. Even his ears were red. Kanda was staring at him with hard, onyx eyes.
"I-I don't r-really-" He stopped and looked down at the other with a softening expression. "I've just got too many meds in me, I guess. I apologize," he said flatly. There was no emotion in his voice. Kanda seemed to disbelieve it at first, but soon his face changed and he started to stand back up again. This made the chain clink.
"Um...Kanda?" Allen asked after a moment. the older looked at him.
"What is it, Moyashi?"
"Why are we handcuffed together?" Kanda sighed and whispered one word.
"Komui." Allen nodded and no more explanation was needed.
A/N: In case it wasn't clear, the "misunderstanding" was when Allen and Kanda weren't working together on their mission and ending up attacking each other. The "prank" was Komui's "grand idea." A'ight. I just reread this and it's even stupider this time. -sigh-