Title: Insomnia
Author: Usuilove21
Fandom: D . Gray-man
Parings: Yullen.

Rating: T
Genre: Romance/Angst.

Summary: Allen couldn't sleep. So why out of all people would he go to Kanda's room?
Type: One-shot.
Universe: I am trying to stay canon. But this is me we're talking about. PLACED BEFORE THE MYSTERY OF KANDA ARC! AFTER THE LEVEL 4 ARK! THEY ARE IN THE NEW HEADQUARTERS!

Beta: Myself I guess...
Disclaimer: I don't own DGM. I own the plot.

Note: A one-shot I am writing at 2:07 AM in the morning. I can't sleep, so here we are. Yullen just poped up in my mind...

-+-+-+Insomnia-+-+-+

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

The clock tolled as Allen Walker lay in his bed, awake.

His blue-gray eyes looked up at the ceiling, loneliness showed in them.

For once, Link wasn't with him. It was probably because a huge mess was occurring with central. After all, they were still deciding if he was a 'dangerous heretic.'

Why? Has he sinned in a past life? He didn't know, and for some odd twist, he didn't care.

Maybe it was his fate that was doing this to him.

He continued to look up at the ceiling as the single clock in his room kept on ticking.

'Allen Walker'. He wasn't even sure who that was anymore.

Was he the gentleman that everyone thought he was, or as he the orphan that lived on the street, thieving so he could live for another day.

He didn't know. Well, at least not anymore.

The voice in his head was correct. He was just a puppet for other people's satisfaction. A puppet that was beginning to lose the truth of the situation.

An empty sigh escaped newly parted lips.

It's wasn't like 'him' to be this way. But that wasn't his true self... Just a mask that he made so many years ago.

He sat up on his bed and ran his right normal hand through his stark white hair.

"It looks like I won't be getting any sleep tonight..." He muttered to himself.

He started rubbing his arms as the coldness of the night hit his arms, instantly making goosebumps form.

It was snowing. Nothing unusual for the Great Britain. But somehow, it just felt colder for him.

Was it because the day was December 25? Probably.

It was the five year anniversary of Mana's death and his 16th birthday.

How the time passed so quickly? He didn't know.

His hand touched his curse. Five years. Five years with this curse that kept him moving.

Suddenly, he threw the thin blanket that was covering his body onto the side of his bed and stood up on the wooden ground, wincing as his bare feet touched the cold ground.

He didn't know where he was going. But he really didn't care.

He didn't know the new headquarters well, he never got a chance to see it. He was always under watch. Another sigh escaped his lips as he found himself lost. No surprise their.

He guessed that this was one of the places the rooms were.

Not knowing what to exactly do, he went to the nearest door and knocked lightly, slightly hoping that whoever owned this room would be up.

Then he heard a faint noise.

"Che. Go away."

With eyes widened, he knocked once again. How Ironic was it that it was Kanda's room.

He now heard angry footsteps filling his ears as the in front of him swung open.

Kanda was holding his door open with his always anno door yed expression on his face. His black hair hanging from his head like curtains.

"Che. What do you want Moyashi." Kanda said, voice seething with annoyance.

"Hello to you too, Ba-Kanda." Allen said, his words coming out of his mouth without him thinking.

"Che." Kanda said, beginning to slam the door in Allen's face, but it was stopped by a black hand.

"Kanda. I'm sorry. Can I please come in." Allen said, trying to open the door open by force. His face had a slightly annoyed tick to it. But despite the look on his face, his stomach was turning with what felt like nerves and excitement.

"No." Kanda said, fighting back with his own force, one eye showing through the door.

"Please." Allen said, eyes and face pleading.

Kanda looked thoughtful for a tenth of a second, before a plain look went back on his face. "Suit yourself." Kanda said, opening the door and walking away into his room.

To say Allen was shocked was an understatement. Kanda... being kind? That was something he just couldn't believe.

He walked into Kanda's room and a new set of nerves hit his stomach. Why? He didn't know. But he knew it probably wasn't something he could change.

Kanda's room was dark, and small, but still nice and it oddly gave off a homely feeling to Allen. It had a small wooden night-stand that was holding a glowing lotus that was beautiful to Allen.

As Allen opened his mouth to speak, Kanda turned around and spoke for him.

"So why the hell are you here, Moyashi?" Kanda said, hair lightly hitting him in the face as he turned around.

"I..." Allen started, but then stopped in his tracks. Why WAS he here in Kanda's room? What brought him? "I don't know."

"You don't know?" Kanda asked, a tick coming to his forehead.

"...I couldn't sleep. I started to walk around a got lost. I just wanted to be somewhere else. At least for a moment." Allen said, a sad look gracing his features for a second, but Kanda still caught it.

"Che. Are you upset that the order is keeping you after you have a Noah in you?" Kanda said, hate seething thought his voice, but Allen wasn't completely convinced that this was the only emotion in his voice.

"No." Allen said, leaning against a wall. "And it's not I CHOSE to have a Noah in me."

"Che. Then what Baka?" Kanda said, in a seemingly kind tone... Well for Kanda.

"Well... Five years ago today my father died and I got this scar. It's also my 16th birthday." Allen said, touching his curse.

Kanda had a thoughtful look on his face, but Allen didn't notice it.

"Che. So you can't sleep either. Lay down and shut up." Kanda said, dragging Allen by his wrist and throwing him on his bed, soon laying on it himself.

Allen's eyes were wide as he landed on Kanda's bed. A smile slowly found it's way onto his face.

"Tell anyone about this and your dead Moyashi." Kanda whispered in his ear, only making the smile widen a bit more.

"Got it." Allen said, realizing what his nerves were.

One silly talk. One single talk made him realize that he was in love with Kanda Yuu.

It was very cliche, he was sure of that. It was also forbidden. One man in love with another in a holy war. That was one of the things that was looked down on highly in the church. But, wasn't his whole life forbidden in one way or another?

He smiled a true smile as he hoped that the insomnia would finally be over as he fell into a deep sleep.

A/N: Okay, I liked this. I really did. It's horrible and cliche, but this is probably one of my favorite things that I have written so far.

I really wanted for Kanda to have a bigger part in this... But I think I'll just write a sequel in Kanda's Point Of View. That is, if this is well liked :D.

But, just so you know, Kanda feels the same about Allen~! In a sense at least!

But how was this? Was this good? I wrote this half asleep, but I still think this is one of the best things I've written so far... So please review and tell me how it is! Please!

Finished: 3:39 AM September 18th 2010.

XOXO ~ Usuilove21