Equal Rights for Women ch.2

Lavi and Linalee stood on the dock as they watched the ‘happy’ couple sail off into the sun set. In reality it was Kanda and Allen sitting in a boat as they headed out towards the main land.

“Bye guys!” Linalee yelled. “Have a safe trip and come back in one piece!!”

“Have a good trip!” Lavi called waving his good arm. The other one was broken; thanks to a certain raven haired man. Once he had found out that Kanda and Allen would be playing husband and wife he had gotten really excited. So he had called Kanda to his room to give him something.

--Flash Back--

“Hey Yuu-chan…” Lavi called when he saw Kanda walking down the hall past his bedroom. “I gots something for you.”

“Don’t call me by my first name rabbit. And what could you have that I possibly desire?” Kanda asked cold and bitter as always.

“It’s a surprise, now come in here and I’ll show you.”

Kanda, going against his better judgment, decided to follow Lavi. When he was completely in the room Lavi shut the door and jumped over to his side table. After rummaging through the contents for a minute he pulled out a small bottle and handed it to Kanda.

“What is it?” Kanda asked not looking at it.

“Read the label silly,” Lavi said smacking Kanda on the back.

Kanda looked down at the bottle. Strawberry Scented Massage Oil.

“What would I be using this?” Kanda asked.

“Why on your Moyashi-Chan of course! Unless, or course, you weren’t planning on preparing him ahead of time, which isn’t wise for the first few times. Or maybe you’ve done it a few times and that’s why.”

“Why would you even assume that of me?” Kanda asked.

“Assume what? That you won’t use it or that you’d use it on Allen?”

“That I’d use it on Allen,” Kanda said twitching with anger.

“Why wouldn’t you use it on Allen? Are your standards that low? You know you probably have a chance with him. He won’t think less of you. Sometimes I almost wish I were gay so I could have a chance with him,” Lavi said. “But then I remember the wonderful world of boobs.”

“Your sick, you know that right?” Kanda asked shoving the oil back to Lavi and getting ready to leave.

“Oh I get it. I got the wrong scent? Cause I have some other choices,” Lavi said turning back to the draw. “There is Sakura Blossom, Rose Petal, Kiwi Passion, Vanilla, and….New Car Smell?”

“I don’t want any of your disturbing Massage Oil,” Kanda said.

“Oh, now I get what’s holding you back from doing the Dirty Deed, tasting the Forbidden Fruit…”

“LAVI SHUT UP AND SAY IT BEFORE I KILL YOU!” Kanda said screaming at the red haired idiot.

“You’re afraid of defiling Allen’s Innocence. You think that if you go all the way with him he won’t be the same as he was before and that frightens you beyond belief. And you also don’t know why it scares you which just makes it worse.”

Kanda looked at Lavi in shock. He was kind of afraid that one day Allen would harden because of the outside world. Not that he would let Lavi know that.

“Wrong again,” Kanda said. He was tired of Lavi’s ridiculous antics and headed towards the door.

“So you just don’t have the balls for it?” Lavi called.

Kanda stopped in the doorway, turned around, and with fire burning in his eyes he moved towards Lavi’s body.

“I’m going to break ever single bone in your body.”

Unfortunately he had only broken one of Lavi’s arms when Linalee walked by the door. Curious as to why two boys were behind a locked door making lots of noise she broke in with her camera ready. When she saw that it was just Kanda beating Lavi up, she put it away.

“Guys, if you’re going to lock the door, make sure that you’re doing something worth spying on. And let go of Lavi’s neck Kanda, you need to come with me.”

Kanda let go of Lavi’s neck and followed Linalee out of the room, leaving Lavi behind with a broken arm and a sore jaw.

--End Flash Back—

Allen and Kanda were sitting in the train. Kanda looking calmly out the window, Allen trying to start his heart from the terrifying leap he had just made.

“Kanda, why can’t e ever walk onto a train?” Allen asked.

“Because if we jump onto the train it causes your blood to pump faster and forces your heart to produce adrenaline which will make you more alert.”

“Kanda, I can see akuma coming from a mile away, I don’t need to be alert all the time like you.”

“It always helps to be alert. Now shouldn’t you be getting into character Moyashi?” Kanda asked smirking. Allen slumped in his seat before grabbing his suitcase (which had a collection of dresses in it. Somehow Allen was supposed to wear an elegant dress and keep it clean for Kanda’s sake) and heading off towards to the bathroom.

After pulling the dress out and laying it down smoothly on the counter he began to undress. First he peeled off his coat, and then began to work on his vest. Once all the buttons were undone the vest fell to the floor on top of his coat. Then he began to take off his button up shirt, first by un-tucking it from his pants, then he un-did all the buttons and let it fall to the floor. After that he opened his mouth and let out a scream.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.”

“What’s wrong? What’s happened? Why did you scream?” Kanda asked as he ran into the room swinging Mugen in all directions. When it nearly cut Allen’s head it, he screamed again and ducked in cover.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.”

“Stop screaming Moyashi and tell me what the hell is the matter! Where are the Akuma?”

“There aren’t any,” Allen said calming down.

“Then what the hell is up with all the noise?”

“It’s…my arm. It’s all…normal and not red and scabby,” he said pointing to his left arm. The red skin that normally covered the arm was a pale tone like the rest of his body. And the green cross that was dug into his skin seemed to be covered up by a layer of flesh.

“Hm, I guess Koumi’s not such a big idiot,” Kanda said reaching forward to grab the arm. It had lost it rough texture, and was now smooth. It wasn’t until then that Kanda noticed what Allen was wearing. Or in this case, wasn’t wearing.

“Where are your clothes?” he asked hoping Allen wouldn’t notice the pink tinge on his cheeks.

“There under your feet. So if you would be so kind as to remove said appendages…”

Kanda stepped back and allowed Allen to kick the clothes into a corner of the room. Then Allen just looked at Kanda, not blinking or anything.

“What?” Kanda asked getting a little creped put.

“Can you leave? I have to get undressed you know,” Allen said pointing towards the dress.

Kanda left the room without another word, leaving Allen alone with the horrible piece of clothing known as a dress. After kicking his shoes off into the corner with his other clothe and pulling his pants down to add them to the pile he was left with nothing on but his boxers. He picked up the dress (which was heavier than it looked) and pulled it over his head. As it slid down his body he made sure to get his arms through the holes. When he finally poked his head through the top he realized he had a slight problem. He couldn’t reach the back of the dress.

“Umm Michael,” Allen said looking around for the Finder. “Can you come here and help me for a minute?”

Kanda watched as Michael entered the bathroom from his position on the hall with narrowed eyes. Some of the females in the Order had said that this particular Finder had a habit of making advances on people when they were vulnerable. So he kept an ear on the conversation between the two.

--

“Yes Allen?” Michael said eyeing the boy in the dress.

“Could you please do up the zipper on the back? I can’t reach it,” Allen said turning around and exposing the creamy white skin on his back.

“Of course Allen, anything for you,” Michael said having no intentions of pulling that zipper up. As he moved closer to Allen’s body he put on hand on his shoulder.

“What are you doing?” Allen asked innocently, not knowing about the Finders history.

“I’m just making sure the dress holds its shape when I pull the zipper up,” the Finder lied.

“Oh, ok.”

Michael decided this was a good a time as any. He pushed Allen’s body forward so it was pressed against the wall. Allen’s head smacked against the wall with a thud. Michael allowed his hands to wander into Allen’s dress, stroking the soft skin on his stomach and sides. One hand crawled up Allen’s torso towards his chest, while his other hand began to wander in the opposite direction. Before his second hand could bury it’s self under Allen’s boxers, the white haired boy found his voice.

“GET OFF ME YOU SICK PERVERT!” he yelled and began to struggle.

“Oh, feisty are we? That just makes it a little more interesting. Tell me Allen, have you ever been taken before? Because it’s so pleasant listening to a virgin’s moans of pain.”

A loud bang interrupted Michael. Standing where a door once resided was Kanda, with Mugen brandished and a snarl on his face.

“Step away from the boy,” Kanda growled.

“Kanda,” Allen said with a small whimper in his voice. At least there was someone here to save him.

“Aw, does the angry little samurai not want me touching what is his?” Michael mocked.

“You’re not really in a position to kid around,” Kanda pointed out.

“That’s what you think,” Michael pulled a knife out of his jacket. He spun around and held it up to Allen’s neck, applying just enough pressure to break the skin, creating a small river of blood. “Now what were you saying?”

Kanda snarled. If he got to close to the pair then Allen would die, but if he didn’t do anything Allen’s body was going to be abused. Looking at the boys face he could see a trail of tears on the pale cheeks. Coming up with a risky plan he knew he had to save the boy.

Kanda put Mugen in one hand and then threw it with immense accuracy at Michael. The Finder ducked, pulling Allen along with him ignoring Kanda. Kanda used that moment to dash forward. He pulled his fist back and let it lose on Michaels face. The Finder released Allen, who fell forward on to the floor. Kanda squeezed the pressure point of Michael neck causing him to pass out. He picked up Allen’s shaking form and carried him into the other room. He picked up the door he had knocked down and put it back on the hinges, locking the passed out male in the small room.

Allen sat on the cushioned bench quivering. He could still feel where Michael had touched him and it made him feel dirty. He buried his head into the space where the seat cushion met the back cushion.

Kanda turned around to look at the boy and he felt his heart twist in pain. Allen’s small form was shaking and he had tucked his head away. He seemed less like an exorcist and more like a small frightened child. He reached out to touch the boy, but when he made contact with Allen’s shoulder the younger boy flinched away.

“Hey, Moyashi?” Kanda asked in a soft voice. “It’s alright, that man won’t be able to get you again, I promise.”

“Ever again? What if he comes back when I’m alone at headquarters?”

“It won’t happen, I won’t let it happen,” Kanda promised sitting on the bench by Allen’s head.

“How? Are you going to follow me around all the time? He’ll find me sometime. What if he comes into my room at night?” Allen said lifting his head up. His eyes were filled with panic.

“Then we’ll tell Koumi about what happened and he’ll dismiss Michael. Then you’ll never have to worry about it again,” Kanda said. He began to stroke Allen’s hair in a soothing manner. Allen moved his body up and placed his head in Kanda’s lap. Kanda was a little taken back by the movement but didn’t remove his hand from Allen’s hair. Slowly Allen’s eyes began to close and he eventually drifted off into a gentle sleep.