If you remember things about the original, then you might remember that some of the things you'll see in this chapter and future chapters were originally in separate ones. I've begun to merge the chapters that I have decided shouldn't have been separate to begin with.

Chapter 2

Allen wheezed in pain, watching his paws finished becoming the hands he was familiar with, the fur receding from them, the claws flattening to his fingertips, becoming impossibly sharp nails. Pushing himself up despite the pain, he watched as his legs finished becoming legs again, his toes the same as his fingers. Shaking, he managed to get himself to his feet and stumble over to the mirror, bracing himself against the glass. His face was red and beaded with sweat, right eye still golden and mouth still fanged. His fingernails, still sharp, were finally almost done changing. His ears also still had a point to them, making him look like a princeling, much to his amusement. The feeling was short lived when he heard a knock on his door. Whipping around, he searched desperately for a place to hide.

He started for the closet, but after tripping on his torn clothes, decided to go for the bed, as it was closer. After kicking the messy pile of scraps under the bed, Allen dove under the covers and buried himself against the wall as he heard the lock click, suddenly remembering he'd given Kanda a spare. The door creaked slightly as it opened, but the Hunter stayed with his face pressed against the wall, trying to keep his breathing level and steady his racing heart. He was still covered in sweat and was completely nude, and his mind was blanking on a reason why he'd be in such a state. He really hoped Kanda wouldn't question it, but anyone might after seeing his state.

"Smells like dog in here…" he heard the person say, his voice a low grumble as he came closer. His heart leapt into his throat and his breath hitched in panic. There was a pause before the bed was kicked. "I heard that. I know you're awake, so get your lazy ass up."

Trying to act normal, Allen sighed in defeat and rolled over, casting a quick glance in the mirror. Good, his eyes looked normal. Still, he kept the blankets pulled up above his nose as he turned his gaze to the man standing next to his bed.

"Day off," he said, making a show of snuggling back down into his cold bed. It was warming quickly, but hopefully the other didn't consider putting his hands under the blankets for whatever reason.

Kanda snorted and cocked an eyebrow, crossing his arms over his chest. "I wasn't asking, Moyashi," he said, staring challengingly down at him. Something in him growled at the look and he met stared back, not even blinking.

"I am a General, you know. I don't take orders from idiots anyway," he shot back easily, still not breaking eye contact. The other man just narrowed his, Allen's only warning before he climbed onto the single-mattress, legs on either side of his waist as he pinned his arms above him. The white haired Hunter growled at him, while the wolf in him snarled, though it didn't feel in danger, which surprised Allen. Kanda Yu was plenty dangerous, among other things.

"What was that, Moyashi?"

Allen grinned, eyes flashing. "You heard me, princess."

The kiss was hard, all sharp teeth and slick tongues, bruised lips and biting insults on gasped breaths. The white haired Hunter wriggled one hand free, tangling it in his mate's long hair, messing it up.

He paused, blinking up at Kanda. Did his mind seriously just use the word "mate" to describe the man pinning him to the bed? If Kanda noticed his lack of response, he didn't comment, instead moving further down to his neck, sucking on the sensitive skin. Allen sighed, the wolf in him caught between relaxing at the pleasure and tensing at another alpha with his teeth at his neck. He froze. Was that what it was? It was the only explanation he could think of. He barely realized that Kanda was staring at him until he saw his nose twitching. Watching him, Allen couldn't help but laugh.

"What are you doing, BaKanda?"

Kanda just frowned and leaned into his neck. His laughed quickly dried up as he realized his mate was sniffing him. "You smell different," the other Hunter said, almost like he was confirming Allen's thought.

Crap. Had the dark haired Hunter always had a good sense of smell, or was it just Allen?

The General gave a nervous laugh as he patted Kanda's back. "You're such a weirdo! Haha!"

Suddenly, he remembered that he had to leave. Even that kiss had been dangerous. Allen had lost himself to the moment and the feel of Kanda's lips on his, but what if he'd broken the skin when he nipped at him? He didn't know if it was possible to pass on the virus when he wasn't in the form of a wolf, but it was still the full moon. Either way, it wasn't a risk he could take. Before, he hadn't wanted to consider leaving, and even now he was reluctant, but it was more obvious than ever that he had to leave. He couldn't risk being swept up in something like this again.

He didn't want to leave Kanda, but for his sake, he'd do what he had to.

He felt something a sharp pain on his cheek and blinked, staring as Kanda pulled away. Had he just… bitten him?

"Oi, stupid, don't be losing the last of your brain cells on me," the other Hunter said, expression neutral as he stared down at him, but Allen could see the amusement in his eyes. He smirked up at him in response.

"Sorry, your performance was less than satisfactory, so I got bored."

Kanda's eyes flashed at the challenge and he sat back, making Allen wince. He bit his lip, a blush creeping up his neck as the other made himself comfortable, knowing he was purposely rubbing against him despite his seemingly innocent movements. The white haired Hunter knew the other could feel his body responding, but gave no indication that he noticed. Leaning forward, Kanda pressed another kiss to his lips before climbing off the bed, ignoring Allen's protests.

"Kamui has a mission for you," he said simply, fixing his hair and clothes as he did. Once he was done, he walked out of the room, just like that, the door closing behind him. Allen could practically feel the smug waves rolling off him as he made his way down the hall and away from his room.

"….Are you fucking kidding me?"

Allen heaved out a sigh as he glanced under the covers. That jackass. He scratched the back of his head and sighed again, then leaned back against his pillows, hands wondering lower. Well, the mission was a good thing, at least. He could take the chance to get away while he was out. And maybe doing one last mission for the Order couldn't hurt, right? Once he was done, he just had to, not return.

Deciding that's what he would do, Allen closed his eyes and set to fixing the problem his mate had left him with.

After he had cleaned himself up and disposed of the scraps of clothing under his bed, Allen dressed quickly, all the while muttering about a certain long-haired man to himself. He sighed when he was ready, having just put on his usual slacks, his boots and a long-sleeved shirt with a knitted sweater over it. He'd have to come back to his room later, but for now, this would suffice. Even more than just doing one last mission, Allen wanted the chance to bid the crazy scientist a farewell. Even if he was an odd duck, the man looked out for all of them as best he could. The Hunter had heard that before the man had arrived, the Order wasn't a place you could call him. Everything had been about business and that was that. Allen didn't know how they could have lived that way for no long. Maybe survive was a better word, because it was no way to live in his opinion.

Well, he also had to get his golem back as well. Timcanpy was something Allen treasured too much to leave behind.

Allen blinked, realization suddenly dawning on him. Golems had video recording capabilities. If he'd been here the night before… he'd have seen the entire thing. He pressed a hand to his throat at the thought of how close he'd been to dying. Golems got handed in after missions if they needed repairs, and Tim's recordings had been nothing but static since the mission last month. If he'd been repaired any sooner, well, it was a depressing thing to think about. He shook his head to clear it, checking himself in the mirror. Nothing looked out of place, and despite Kanda mentioning his scent, he didn't smell. The only thing was that his temperature didn't want to go back down. It had been fine before, but ever since he'd shifted, it stayed just barely below feverish. While it wasn't enough to show on his skin, anyone who touched him would probably notice.

When he put his hand on the doorknob to leave, Allen found that he couldn't turn it, an ache filling his chest. He didn't want to leave the Order, he really didn't, even if it was for everyone's sake. This was his home, the only one he's ever been able to return to. Before, with his foster father, wherever they were was considered home, but he'd lost that place, and he was about to lose this one. Fighting back the tears, Allen took a deep breath and twisted the knob, stepping out into the hall – and right into someone's fist.

He yelped, stepping back into the doorframe. Having been so focused on his thoughts, he hadn't heard anyone walk up.

"Ah, sorry, Allen. Talk about bad timing," Lavi said, laughing as he inspected the Hunter's face. Allen's eyes pricked with tears and his nose ached, especially from being brushed with the redhead's family ring. He always did wonder if there was silver in it. Now he knew that, yes, yes there was. He kept his nose covered until the aching passed, and even longer.

"Yeah, no kidding," the white haired Hunter muttered in return.

"So, I missed you at dinner," the redheaded Hunter said, hands behind his head.

Allen stepped out into the hall before responding, closing and locking his door behind him. Lavi fell into step with him as he made his way toward the stairs that'd lead to the lower levels, finally chancing to let his hand drop lest the other become suspicious. He didn't react when he glanced over, and the General let himself relax. "Yeah, I slept in. It was supposed to be my day off, but apparently I have a mission, according to Kanda anyway." I'll kick his ass if he was lying about that.

"So that's why you weren't in the cafeteria this morning," Lavi said, a mischievous glint in his emerald eyes.

Allen's face turned red in seconds and he stared at the redhead. "Not even close! I told you, I was sleeping! K-Kanda even had to come wake me up!"

"Awww~! Yu-chan comes and wakes up his bean sprout in the morning, how sweet!"

"S-shut up! He doesn't!"

Lavi just laughed as Allen stammered, fumbling for a way to respond. It was pathetic, really. He could respond to Kanda's sarcasm and quips as easily as if they were discussing the weather, but he couldn't even find the words to Lavi's sugary teasing.

Was this what it was like to have a sibling?

He gave a mournful sigh as he gave up, face still a dark red by the time they arrived at their destination. At some point, Lavi had finally stopped laughing at Allen almost getting lost and had led him the rest of the way. It wasn't his fault, he'd been unknowingly following Kanda's scent, something that had made him blush that much more when he had realized it. God, how embarrassing.

Lavi's laugh trailed after him as he walked back toward the living quarters, Allen waving him off. Sighing when he disappeared around a corner, the Hunter willed his blush away as he knocked, entering the office when prompted. As usual, the supervisor's office looked like a disaster zone after a hurricane. Papers were strewn hither and tither across the floor, most unreadable at this point, looking like they'd purposefully been sent flying until absolutely no floor space was visible, at least where one could safely step. If he even tried to navigate his way around them, he'd be there until moon-up and it was time to shift again. So, without a shadow of guilt, Allen walked across them to the couch where his lover currently said, greeting both the Lee siblings. He pointedly ignored Kanda, his brow twitching at the scoff he heard from the man.

"Get lost, Allen?" Kamui asked, his voice light and teasing. Allen only looked away in response, the red in his cheeks flaring back up. He definitely didn't tell him that, no, he didn't, but yes, he almost had, and would be had Lavi not stopped laughing at him long enough to escort him.

Lenalee gave a tinkling laugh, like a summer wind chime. "It's been three years, Allen, and you still haven't learned your way around?"

"In my defense, it's a new room!" Allen replied, pouting a bit. It only made the Lee siblings laugh more.

"At least he can find the cafeteria, right, brother?" She asked, turning to the man behind the desk. Kamui nodded, smiling at her. Watching them, Allen thought back to the thought he'd had when he was with Lavi. Then he remembered he was planning on disappearing on these people without a word. The thought sobered him up and he had to force his smile to stay in place. They'd have no idea where he went or ever hear from him again, left wondering what happened to him. That alone almost made his resolve crumble, his heart clenching painfully in his chest. He opened his mouth, then clamped it shut again, cutting his voice off before it reached his throat.

Instead, he laughed at the joke the siblings made at his expense, glad they weren't paying him enough attention to notice how fake it sounded, even to himself. Besides him, however, he could feel Kanda watching him. He continued to ignore the man, waiting for his opportunity to ask what he'd been called for.

"Well, General Walker," Kamui started, ignoring the way Allen made a face at the use of his title. He only liked to pull rank when he was joking with his lover, but any other time, he didn't like being addressed as such by those he cared about. It was so… formal sounding, and sometimes just sounded weird altogether. "From the information we managed to collect on such short notice-"

Allen perked up, brows furrowing. "Short notice?" He asked, frowning a bit. Short notice meant crunch time, that something happened – usually a lot of people dying – in a very short amount of time. He and Kanda shared a glance, no doubt thinking the same thing.

"Yes, we've only known about it since a few hours ago. According to the information, there's a rogue werewolf in a small town about a day's travel from here who's been killing people without restrain. The others that we've sent reported that they'd engaged the Lycan, but have since stopped reporting in last night. At this point we can only assume that they've fallen in battle." The last part was delivered without emotion, and Allen felt bad for the man across from him. It wasn't that he didn't care, it's that he cared too much. It was obvious he hated having to send out the Hunters, if only because of the risk to their lives. But he also knew that it was either those who can fight die doing so, or those who can't be slaughtered.

Allen didn't envy his position.

Instead he said, "Something acting up so close to HQ is just asking for trouble." Besides him, Kanda made a sound in agreement.

But it had to be a werewolf, didn't it. I obviously did something detestable in a past life to deserve this punishment. Well, it could have been this life too. He worked for the church and yet his lover is a man, something only three other people knew about.

"Hunter's, your mission is as follows: eliminate him or her before they can injure any other civilian. Those infected are to be disposed of."

Everyone's favorite line. Some found it easier to follow that order than others, but no one in this room enjoyed killing someone just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. There was no missing the pain in Kamui's voice as he spoke it. He might not have to kill the people himself, but he is the one giving the order.

"If you leave now, you'll arrive in time for the last night of the full moon. Dismissed."

As they stood and left the room, Allen could feel his panic begin to rise. He should get an award for his acting, really. Of all the times to be hunting a werewolf, it would have to be now. Not only that, he still had tonight as well as tomorrow to deal with. Kanda was not a heavy sleeper, and even if he was, Allen was pretty sure the sound of breaking bones would have woken him up anyway. And of course, he had to be sent on this mission with Kanda of all people. He was a General, why couldn't he go alone? It was just a single werewolf after all. But with Kanda of all people along…

He was so dead.

Hopefully they wrote something nice on his tombstone.

So lost in thought, he didn't even notice Kanda calling his name until he grabbed his hand and spun him around pressing him against the wall. He cast a quick glance around, sighing when he found them alone, then turned a glare on the other.

"What do you want, jackass?"

"You deaf old man, I said tame that monster of yours. It's pissing me off," Kanda said, giving him a deadpanned look. Allen was about to ask what he was even talking about when his stomach gave a loud rumble, demanding he fill it with something, anything, as long as it was edible. His face warmed and he looked to the side. It was still early enough, right? Couldn't be more than seven or something. Maybe he could go get some dinner before the kitchen closed for the day.

"Good grief, Moyashi," Kanda sighed, leaning forward.

"It's 'Allen…'" the younger Hunter replied, standing on his toes as their lips brushed together in a light kiss. He was going to miss this. More than anything, he'd miss the moments with his mate, and more than anyone, he'd miss the man himself. The thought made him press his lips harder against him, deepen the kiss, to get as much of him as he could while he had the chance. Hunger quickly forgotten as Kanda eagerly responded, pulling at his clothes so they could get closer, something Allen more than happily obliged to do.

Even if he managed to leave Kanda, would he be able to stay away?

He heard Kamui's door close and pushed Kanda away, the both of them hurrying to fix their appearance. There wasn't much either of them could do to hide the most obvious signs of their activities though, from the messy hair to the feverish eyes, the wetness on their lips.

"Oh good, you didn't go… far," Lenalee said, trailing off as she inspected them. Sighing loudly, she put her hands on her hips and gave them a stern look. "Honestly, you two. You're not only going to miss the train at this rate, but there are more appropriate times for something like that, not to mention places."

Allen ducked his head, blush blooming once more across his face. At this rate it might decide to save itself the trouble and take up permanent residency in his cheeks. He shot a glare at Kanda, even though he was equally at fault, but the man was looking everywhere but either of them.

Lenalee sighed again and held out her hand to him. In her palm sat a small golden ball. As he watched, large feathery wings spread on either side of it, its tail twitching as it grinned at him with sharp teeth. "Here. He keeps eating things, though they repaired the most obvious problems. You'll have to give him back when you return, but other than that, there's no more static and he's good to go."

He held out his hand and the small ball flew over to him, landing on small paws. When he brought his hand to his hair, the small ball climbed into his head, settling into his usual place. He ignored Kanda's mutter of Moyashi, smiling at the girl in front of them. "Thanks, Lena."

"Yup. See you when you get back," she said, smiling as she turned and returned to her brother's office.

Allen closed his eyes, his smile back to being forced as he waved her off.

"…go get ready, Moyashi," Kanda said, making him jump. He turned toward the other, but the man was already walking away. Allen stared sadly at his back, knowing none of his actions had fooled his mate. He didn't doubt he was suspicious about how his behaviour, but hopefully the white haired Hunter could keep him from figuring it out long enough to get away.

"Let's go, Tim," Allen said, following his own scent back toward his room. When he got there, no one but his loyal little golem knew he packed for more than just his mission.