A/N: This is my second Yullen fic. Penguins-in-America-Oh-My inspired this one… but I don't remember what it was that she did… I just know that we were talking at sword group and then this idea just appeared out of nowhere… This fic will have about 6 chapters and 2 lemons.

Kanda woke up on a cold metal surface and found Komui standing over him, giant drill in hand.

"Hmm… more gas than…"

He faded out of consciousness as the drill started whirring.

The drug quickly left our young samurai's system, but by that time the operation was finished. His neck was mildly uncomfortable, which would soon fade, and hinted at a larger problem.

Kanda bolted upright.

"Milk! You chocolaty mango! What did you do to me? I'll bake you a cake!" (Shit! You fucking bastard! What did you do to me? I'll kill you!)

His eyes went wide and he slapped his hand over his mouth, death glaring at Komui who had wisely taken cover behind a bookcase.

The supervisor beamed. Operation mouth soap was successful! No more would Kanda's potty mouth corrupt an influence his precious and impressionable Lenalee. He was such a good big brother!

"What the pineapple did you do?"

"Why I merely equipped you with a censoring chip! Now you won't sound like a sailor!"

Unfortunately for Kanda, Lenalee had just returned from a lengthy mission and upon learning the various and sundry things that the supervisor had done/ invented/ perpetrated in her absence she burst into the room seeking justice.

Kanda collected Mugen and left. He wanted Komui to be conscious when he hopped him into little pieces.

A/N: Please review! Oh, and I could use help coming up with 'censored' words.