Acquiescence

Disclaimer: So I don’t own the series, so what? That won’t deter me! One day I’m make Hoshino Katsura-sensei hand the manga and anime over to me!! Muhahahahahahahahaha! *gets hauled off to a loony bin*



Warnings: OOCness, language, violence, blood, gun action, crazy-assed family members



A/N: So I’m back from my stay at that mental institution I affectionately call the loony bin. (I’m still plotting my hostile D Gray Man takeover tho!) Ah well at least I wasn’t sued…OK now to get to the meet of the matter!! Thank you all for reading reviewing and stuffies!! Awwwz you guys are so so so sweeeeeeeeeeetz! I’m so happy ya’ll seem to like my little combination of sadism and what not. This chappie is a little longer than the last one, hope ya’ll like it.



Enjoy!





Chapter 5 – Welcome To Your Nightmare





“No, this can’t be real,” Lavi muttered to him self; he turned to Tyki to get some clarification as to what the hell was going on. In his mind there was no way Yuu Kanda could be right there in the same room with him, right at this minute, as Allen’s alleged lover. That was something he couldn’t quite wrap his mind around. “Yuu can’t be da boss’s new lover right? There must be some freakin’ weird crap going on.”



“I don’t know what to tell you Lavi,” Tyki began. “But the bratling there is Allen’s lover.”



Lavi could only feel immense dread at his lover’s response. What the hell happened and where the fuck was he when that shit went down? How could he not notice that Allen took his friend – his very underage friend – as his lover? He was supposed to be the best when it comes to information gathering. So how the fuck didn’t he know?



“Shit, fuck, no seriously boss, what da fuck?” Lavi felt like screaming his lungs out until they bled. “I’m gonna take a wild guess and say this was a spur of the moment thing. Because there is no way in fuck you’re serious about this relationship.”



Allen gave Lavi a smile. ‘How interesting, he does know my little pet.’



“How so?” he asked.



“Boss, no offense but you’re a fucking bastard,” Lavi placed emphasis on the word bastard.



Allen chuckled. “None taken.”



“Plus yer not da type ta keep one person for long,” Lavi continued. “I mean all yer past lovers, one nighters, free fucks – what ever ya refer ta them as – never lasted more than a day.”



Wasn’t anyone seeing that this was so wrong? Allen fucked up completely when it came to showing love to people. He treated them as mere possessions and not as human beings. Not to mention he was a sadist upon sadist and not in the nice way. More like in the way: he’d tie you up and slash your stomach open – while you’re still alive – and watch as your intestines and organs fall out, while you slowly and painfully died. Normal people would normally feel disgusted watching that, but Allen, he’d enjoy every second of it. ‘The dude gets off on killing people. What’s more fucked up than that?’



“Lavi,” Allen began; he pressed a small white button on the remote, instantly stopping the waves of electricity from attempting to shock Kanda to death. “What makes this so unbelievable? Is it because I’m claiming him as my own or is it because it’s your friend?”



Both of them were something that he couldn’t believe, it was way too fucking unbelievable. There was no way in fuck Allen wanted to have someone out of love and the other his mind hadn’t quite accepted it yet. He still couldn’t believe that his friend Yuu was in Allen’s evil clutches.



‘Because he’s my friend,’ was what Lavi wanted to say but instead he said:



“I never expected you to go after younger guys,” his eyes locked on Kanda. “He’s just a sophomore, only seventeen. Isn’t that too young?”



Allen shrugged. “I guess,” he got up off the chair and walked towards the bed where Kanda lie. “But I want him still, be it my selfish desires. He’s perfect.” He purred the last word as he ran his hand through silky raven locks.



Lavi stood dumbstruck as he watched Kanda’s lack of response. Surely the Yuu he knew back then would have punched Allen for touching him so intimately, but he didn’t. He was just lying there and was barely moving. ‘Barely moving….?’ On closer inspection he saw that Kanda wore a tight choker-looking black leather leash around his neck. It looked like a normal accessory but something about it felt wrong, so very wrong. ‘Oh shit…’



He looked into Kanda’s eyes and saw that it was slightly unfocussed. ‘Did he do something to him?’ Kanda’s body seemed a little too still and that alarmed him even more. He knew for a fact that Kanda was never that relaxed when it came to strangers. The only time he saw him not tense was when he was with his grandpa and brothers. ‘There is no way he would consent to Allen holding him like that.



Then he saw it, the marks around his neck. He could barely make out red blemishes on Kanda’s neck where the choker like leash gripped tightly. Also he could smell something faintly in the air, almost like…‘oh my god, burning flesh!’ there was no mistaken it Kanda wasn’t being docile on his own accord; hell he doubted that he was even conscious.



Lavi gulped, he knew what lovers usually do, but he wished that Allen didn’t get to do it with Kanda. He’d seen the remains of some of the persons Allen slept with – both men and women – and it was a gruesome sight. The pain they must have been through must have been intense and didn’t want Kanda to experience that, ever. He took a calming breath as he tried to voice his question, silently praying that Allen would say no.



“Boss did ya…?” he purposely left the question unfinished.



“Did I sleep with him?” Allen gave a wide grin marred with sadistic glee. “Of course I did.”



Lavi felt like vomiting, bile tried to force his way up his throat as he tried to wrap his mind around the intense pain his poor friend must have went through. ‘No, this can’t be. Why did it have to be Yuu? Why?’



“I must say I would be as shocked as Lavi,” Tyki joined in. “Normally anyone you’ve slept with, leave your bed in a body bag.”



That was true, no one survived sex with Allen that in itself was a fact.



“To see him here, fully healed in just a couple of days,” he chuckled softly. “He’s perfect for you. His body can take what ever you have to give him.”



Lavi turned his shocked gaze towards his lover. His one visual emerald showing the distress that statement caused. This was bad, if it was any other whore Lavi knew he wouldn’t give a fuck, but he wasn’t any random whore. It was Yuu, his friend and there was no way he’d condemn his friend to be Allen fuck and cut toy. There must be something he could do.



“L-let me…go fucker…” Kanda’s voice brought everyone’s attention to him.



“You’re conscious,” Allen purred. “That was fast, I guess the voltage was a little low. After all, I don’t think getting shock by a mere volt of two hundred and fifty five (1) would kill you.”



‘Two fifty five volts?’ That was it, there was no if or but about it, he had to get Yuu away from Allen, even if he had to risk his life. Kanda’s body might be able to heal its wounds in a short amount of time, but it wasn’t like he was immortal. Kanda could die if Allen continued with his tortures and he’d be damned if he let that happened.



“Shut up,” life was slowly returning to Kanda’s eyes and his body twitched as it regained its sharp awareness. “Fucking asshole.”



His glare returned at full force and he directed it towards the only familiar face in the room. The eye patch didn’t make much of a difference; he still looked the same. He could see the bitter truth right before his eyes. How ironic? The one person he thought who could help him was working for the devil himself.



“I love it how you always talk dirty,” Allen purred against the shell of his ear. He licked a long wet trail against the sensitive appendage. “Are you turning me on, on purpose?”



His hot breath ghosted against Kanda’s ear and his body shivered, whether from pleasure or disgust, he didn’t know. All he knew was that he wanted to kill every single fucking person in the goddamned room, and yes he would slaughter that fucking shit-faced redhead too. ‘Fuck him!’



“Yuu…” Lavi tried to say something more but no words would come out.



Kanda scoffed, a dark look took over his face.



“Didn’t I tell you not to call me by that name baka usagi?” his voice was low and dangerous. “Shit, how fucked up is this? My so called friend is working for the sick fucker who insists on fucking me half to death.” A bitter laugh escaped his now healed throat. “I don’t know whether I should laugh because my life’s so fucked up or kill every single one of you fucking assholes.” He turned his head so that he could look directly into Allen’s smoky gray eyes. “I’m sure you know what I want to do.”



Allen smirked and then released Kanda from his grasp. He got up from his position on the bed and straightened out his suit, brushing off the imaginary dust on his shoulders.



“You want to kill me,” he replied evenly, if possible with an even more malicious looking smirk. “But that will have to wait until after diner,” with a bright fake smile, he extended his right hand to Kanda who just stare at it with a look of severe irritation. “Shall we go?”



Kanda stood up and ignored the offered hand.



“I don’t take orders from you asshole,” was all he said before he stepped past him.



On his way out; he completely ignored Lavi as if he wasn’t even there. The door slammed shut with an echo, signaling his departure. Lavi could only stare at the closed door in pain, his mind was a mess. It seemed as if Kanda didn’t trust him but that was the furthest thing he’d want to happen now. One way or the other he was going to earn back his trust. All he had to do now was talk to him and explain his side of the story and hopefully things would work it’s self out.



“I’m going after him,” Lavi announced and with a slight bow he exited the room.



“That went well,” Tyki voice was laced with unabashed amusement. “He’s very interesting, how are you going to tame that little kitty, eh Allen?”



“Oh don’t worry,” Allen’s smile widened. “I have my ways.”



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Kanda tried to remove the annoyance around his neck as he walked. It was like some fucking deity was getting a kick out of seeing him in such a shitty situation. So what, now divine beings get off on his predicament too? Just great, life was fucking around with him. He just wanted to get away from everything before it was too late.



He tried harder to yank the choker off but it wouldn’t budge. Great, now he had on a fucking leash, like that’ll make him feel any less like the bastard’s pet. Maybe he should grow out his nails, just so he could have something to use to gauge Allen’s fucking eyes out! Yes, that would be nice.



So absorbed was he with his thoughts that he didn’t notice the young butler before him.



“Ah, Kanda-dono,” he gave a low bow. “I was just coming to see you.”



Kanda stopped to stare at the man before him in contempt. It wasn’t as if the man did anything to him. The only reason he felt immense hate for the person before him was because he worked for Allen. And anyone who did, he’d fucking hate them.



“Excuse me, I was told to have these prepared for you,” he held up a dark blue material that suspiciously looked like a complete three piece suit. “Tonight’s dinner is a formal meeting with the members of Walker-sama’s family. This is what you are required to be dressed in.”



He handed the suit to Kanda for him to take.



“Fuck off,” Kanda growled in an intimidating tone. “I’m not taking that.”



The butler seemed frightened at his response.



“B-but Kanda-dono…I was personally told by Walker-sama to make sure you wear this,” the trembling in his voice was obvious but he tried to control it. “I dare not disobey the master’s orders, please take these and get ready.”



When Kanda didn’t make a move to take the outfit, the fear he felt increased. He knew he would be punished if Kanda was not dressed and ready for dinner. That was what he feared; he didn’t want to be punished. Therefore he’d try his best to persuade the new master before him to wear what he was told.



“Please, take these and get ready,” he repeated, this time he didn’t trying to hide the anxiety in his voice.



Kanda was about to tell the guy once again, to kindly ‘fuck the hell off’ but the cheery voice – of someone he really didn’t want to fucking see – stopped his outburst.



“Hey Yuu don’t be like that,” Lavi walked up to them, coming from the same way Kanda took. “Don’t worry; I’ll take care of it.” He took the suit from the butler’s hands.



“As you wish, Bookman-dono,” once the clothes were out of his hands he turned tailed and ran, not wanting to be involved any further.



“Yuu we need to tal –”



“Shut up damn it!” Kanda growled interrupting him. “I don’t want to hear it. Whether it be you asking me to put those fucking clothes on, or you trying to explain your apparent involvement with that shitty asshole. I don’t want to fucking hear it.” He turned to leave but Lavi held on to his hand. “Let me go.”



Lavi gulped. “No I can’t.”



Kanda gave a frustrated growl and turned to punch Lavi in the face but Lavi effortlessly stopped the punch. He twisted Kanda’s arm behind him and held it in place. Kanda struggled to get free.



“Shit, Yuu, just listen to me!” Lavi yelled in frustration. “I didn’t know, fuck if I did do you think I’d let any of this happen?” he released his hand when he noticed that Kanda stopped struggling. “Allen may be my boss but I can’t let him have you. I can’t let you bear that pain. Please Yuu let me help you.”



Kanda was silent for a while, but when he finally spoke his voice was hesitant.



“Are you working for him freely, or did he force you to because of your skills?”



Lavi sort of expected that question.



“You know me Yuu, da only family I had – even if it was brief – was you, Lenalee and Komui,” he paused to sigh. “I’ve been a lawbreaker from as long as I can remember. So be able ta use my talents freely was fulfilling an’ it’s not like I don’t like it.” He gave Kanda a rueful smile. “What I mean is, yeah I joined of my own free will.”



Kanda snorted. “Figures.”



“It’s not a bad position ta be in, once ya get da bloodshed out,” Lavi continued. “It’s not like we gave a damn about people to begin with right? So even if they died it’s not our problem.” He gripped Kanda’s hands in his. “Let’s put that aside for now, I’ll work something out ta get you away from da boss.”



“So basically what you’re saying is that, you’re a criminal,” Kanda pointed to Lavi, “working for an even bigger asshole of a criminal and you’re going to help me – the seemingly boss’s whore – to escape this fucked up situation?”



Lavi nodded, though he didn’t like the fact that Kanda called himself a whore. He waited for Kanda to say something more, but he didn’t. He was silent and his head hung low. It worried Lavi.



“Yuu?” he placed his hand on Kanda’s shoulder. “Are you ok?”



Instead of a reply Kanda burst out laughing. It wasn’t a pleasant sound, it was rough and bitter, and it made Lavi’s heart quiver just listening to it.



“You are planning on betraying your freak boss to help me?” Kanda asked once his tortured laugh died down. “You have a death wish don’t you?” he brushed Lavi’s hand off his shoulder. “I’m sure you know it better than me, the kind of influence that guy has.”



Lavi nodded. Of course he knew. He knew the extent of Allen’s illegal and legal authority in Japan. His power and influence didn’t even border to Japan alone, it extended worldwide. Allen had links in various continent and countries not limited to the East. With so that many allies, there might not be a way to escape him.



“I don’t need you to throw away your life for me,” Kanda snorted. “I’ll be fine.”



“But Yu–”



“I said I’m fine!” Kanda snapped. “All I need from you now is information.” A slight smirk tugged his lips. “I want to know everything you know about that bastard. That way I can be prepared for anything.” He took the suit from Lavi and walked off. “Don’t think that I’m consenting to be his fuck toy.” His smirk grew more malicious, almost a carbon copy of Allen’s. “I’ll find out more, ruin him, and then take pleasure in killing him slowly.”



Lavi was frozen stiff at Kanda’s declaration. That look of absolute power and authority was something he’d never seen on his face before. A shiver ran throughout his body at Kanda’s smirk. It almost resembled his boss’s but Kanda’s was a little more stable as he hadn’t lost his sanity. ‘Yuu could almost rival the boss in ferocity.’



He shook his head to rid the unwanted thoughts. Right now wasn’t the time for idle thinking. Contrary to what Kanda thought, he needed Lavi’s help and he was going to give him, whether it looked like he was betraying Allen or not. Although he was loyal to Allen he was also loyal to his friends and Kanda was one of the friends he would die for. Besides after offering to help him he had already betrayed Allen. ‘There is no turning back now.’



“Yuu wait up!” he called as he chased after Kanda.



Kanda stopped for a second but continued walking once Lavi caught up with him. He didn’t want to admit it, but he felt sort of relieved knowing that he had one person that was on his side. Knowing that made him a little reassured, pride be damned.



“I’ll help ya get ready,” Lavi gave him a small smile. “Meanwhile I’ll tell ya what I kno’.”



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Tyki whistled hotly as a prim blond lady dressed in a tight – but trendy looking – knee length, black sleeveless dress walked passed him. He gave her a twisted grin but she just scoffed at him and adjusted her glasses.



“Lord Mykk,” she greeted in a clipped tone. “I see you still lack the proper decorum of a gentleman.”



Tyki chuckled softly. “Lulu Bell, still an uptight bitch I see.”



Lulu Bell ignored him and went on her way to greet Allen.



“Walker-sama,” she greeted with a sight bow. “I’m glad to see that you are in good heath.”



Allen smirked as he held his hand out for her to take. When she took his hand he pulled her towards him, enveloping her in his strong arms. He held her chin tightly in his grasp.



“You can drop that little act of yours,” he whispered against her ears. “We all know you want to murder me right where I stand, for killing your dear lover.” His voice was one of dark amusement.



Lulu Bell gave him a dark smirk of her own; the intensity of it marring her perfectly composed expression. She gripped his hand tighter and pulled him closer to her body, leaving no space for them to even breathe. Then she moved her head so that she could glare directly into his sick gray eyes.



“I am well aware that I want to fucking kill you,” she snarled in revulsion. “But my dearest wouldn’t have wanted that. You are the boss of the Noah Family; therefore my loyalties must be to you.” She released him. “Whether or not I want to see you dead at my feet.”



He released her from his hold and with another low bow she went on her way to the dining room area.



“Wow, she’s the same as ever,” Tyki commented.



“So true,” Allen said with a nod. “Shall we go see who has arrived?”



Tyki shrugged. “Fine by me.”



They followed the path Lulu Bell took towards the ostentatious dining room. The large wooden doors were opened wide upon their arrival. Allen smiled as he eyed the members of his family sitting around the dining table. He felt his heart swell at the sight. ‘My most trusted family.’



“Allen!!” a female voice squealed.



Before Allen knew it, he had an armful of the young girl. Her spiky deep blue hair was tamed and slicked back. A red ribbon acted as her hair band. The end that formed the bow was stripped with purple, and it lined the right side of her head. She looked more like a girl than usual in her extra ruffled light purple knee length dress. The ruffles at the front and the side to back along with the puffy short sleeve – that hung from her shoulders – were of a light pink colour. While the bow that tied the back of the dress was deep red and the bow that hid her flat chest resembled the colour and pattern of the bow in her hair. To complete the outfit she wore a small purple choker with a white bow and a shin length light pink healed shoe with small white bows lining the front of it.



Allen chuckled at the girl’s enthusiasm and hugged her back with equal vigor.



“Road, you look marvelous,” he smiled at her in a charming way. “How are your studies going?”



Road chuckled lightly at the expected compliment.



“You’re acting just like father,” she released him with a pout. “I’m doing just fine in school, thank you.”



“Oh really now,” Tyki commented as he removed his top hat holding it behind his back. He knelt before her on his right knee and took her right hand in his. “It’s good to see you again, dear Road.”



“You saw me just the other day Tyki,” Road chuckled, her amber eyes glossed over in delight.



“Way too long for my liking,” Tyki placed a kiss on her hand before he stood up, and placed his top hat back on.



“Yes, that is so true!” a new voice shrilled.



A tall man with his dark hair swept back and tied in a ponytail walked up to them. When his amber eyes landed on Tyki they shone with blatant adoration just like when they are on Road. He made a launch for Tyki but it was dodged, the man tried again and Tyki dodged. This continued for a while before the man finally gave up.



“That’s so mean Tyki!” the man wailed. “Show you big brother some love!”



“I think not,” Tyki said; a sweat drop lined the side of his head at his older brother’s behavior. “Please act more your age, Cyril.”



“So un-cute,” Cyril pouted. “Road! Your uncle is so un-cute, unlike you my dear!” he gushed at her appearance.



Allen chuckled. “Let me guess, Cyril made you wear that.”



“Yup,” Road sighed shaking her head.



Cyril’s expression changed when he turned to face Allen. He gave him a half smirk half smile and did a slight bow.



“Walker-sama,” he acknowledged with respect. “Well now that that’s over,” all formality left his voice. “So Allen how’s it been?”



Allen chuckled at his brother’s behavior; he was like coin, being able to switch from using a formal tone to informal in a span of five seconds. He was also manipulative, that was a good trait for him as he was a well known Politician in Japan.



“I’m doing fine,” he replied with a half smirk half smile of his own. “I do believe some congratulations are in order,” he placed his hand on Cyril’s shoulder, “you have been given the position of Minister of Finance along with your Minister of Security position. Impressive, this will make some of my plans run smoother in the future.”



Cyril chuckled. “Anything to help the family.”



“Of course,” Allen replied. “Speaking of which, how is that new trade route to the UK going? No troubles I presume?”



Cyril was about to answer when two male voices interrupted him. The two young boys who sat around the large mahogany table began banging on it to get attention. Their faces were heavily powdered with make up and thick liner styled in various patterns lined under their eyes. The boy with long curly blond hair had a leather strap around his head that connected to an antenna like thing that had a small bulb at the end. His black jacket and white dress shirt were opened showing off his chalky gray toned chest while the other with spiky dark hair had only his black jacket open. They looked messily dressed as if it was a sort of fashion statement for them.



“Can you guys stop talking about the boring stuffs!” the raven boy complained.



“Yeah, boring! Boring hii!” the blond chirped.



Allen shook his head at the twin’s antics. ‘Same old Jasdero and Debitto.’



“What do you want to talk about, eh Debitto?” he asked even though he already knew the answer.



The raven haired guy stood up, the top of his skin tight leather pants showed a little above the table. He gave Allen a smirk and two thumbs up.



“Like how much people Jasdebi killed this week!” he answered. “Now that’s not boring!”



“Not boring! Not boring hii!” the blond ‘Jasdero’ echoed.



“Same predictable answer,” Allen chuckled he turned to face the only person in the room who haven’t said a word. “Wisely, no comment?”



The one called Wisely looked at him with amused amber eyes, he ran his hand through his spiky white hair, making sure not to disturb the black and white striped turban he wore.



“I’m keeping it from being too predictable, ya kno’,” he chuckled in mirth. “I’m taking a break from the idiot twins today.”



At what he said Debitto bolted over to his chair which was between his Jasdero. He pulled his silver revolver out of his holster on his right leg and cocked it behind Wisely’s head. Jasdero followed him move for move his own revolver at the side of Wisely’s face.



“Eh calling us names huh,” Debitto sneered. “I always wanted to see your brain splattered across this table.”



“Yeah, it’d be pretty. A really pretty red hii!” Jasdero added.



Allen gave a smile as he watched how the events would unfold.



“Jasdero, Debitto put your guns down,” Lulu Bell scolded in an annoyed tone. “You’re interrupting the boss’s dinner gathering.”



“No way granny!” Dibitto yelled pissed.



“Granny! Granny hii!” Jasdero echoed while he hopped in glee.



A large vein throbbed at Lulu Bell’s forehead. In the blink of an eye she whipped out two small black pistols aiming at each twin. The grimace on her face was plainly obvious. She was going to kill them.



“Put your guns down, or I’ll fucking shoot both your brains out!” she yelled.



Tyki snorted. “And she says that I lack decorum.”



Both twins pulled out their other gun that was strapped to their waist, pointing it towards Lulu Bell. She glared back at them, her finger itching to pull the trigger.



“Come now, calm down everyone,” Road said in cherry voice, but that got her a dark glare from both twins and Lulu Bell, who turned to tell her to shut up.



“No one tells my Road to shut up!” Cyril pulled out his own silver hand gun, aiming it towards the table where they sat. “I demand compensation, your lives will suffice.”



Road shook her head at the scene, something like that always happened. It was a miracle they hadn’t killed each other already. Everyone in the room was well experienced with handling guns and various types of weapons. Even killing was like second nature to them, despite the fact that Road, Jasdero and Debitto looked as if they were in their teens. They all were trained in the art of killing, and they did so when it suited them.



“Well now, everyone is as energetic as ever,” Allen commented calmly. “Put your guns down, its time for dinner.”



All the anger in the air instantly subsided; the boss’s word was not to be disregarded, it was law. Lulu Bell retracted her two pistols and placed them back in their gun holsters on her legs. Cyril shrugged and placed his in his gun holster hidden in his jacket. Jasdero and Debitto flipped both guns on their in index fingers before putting them in their place. They then took their seats.



“Good,” Allen smiled. He turned to face Tyki and Road. “I’m surprised you two haven’t joined in.”



Tyki shrugged. “Too much work.”



“Yup,” Road added with a shrug of her own.



They made their way to their respected seats. At the head of the table was Allen on his right sat Tyki followed by an empty chair – reserved for Lavi – then Road then Cyril then Lulu Bell. On Allen’s left was an empty chair – probably for Kanda – followed by Wisely, then Jasdero and Debitto –whose chairs were closer to each other than necessary.



“My, is Lavi skipping out on this rare occasion?” Cyril mused as he noticed Lavi’s empty chair.



“Speaking of the occasion, I am intrigued as to why you’ve called on such an early meeting, Walker-sama,” Lulu Bell voiced. “Mind to indulge us with the details?”



“Gladly,” Allen began. “But first let me state that Lavi will be here soon, he is with the person I want to introduce to you all.”



That got everyone’s attention. Who was this person who warranted Allen’s attention? Allen wasn’t the type to call impromptu meetings just to introduce some random whore. Who ever that person was, they knew that they have become important to Allen and what was significant to him should be to them.



The door opened once more and Lavi walked in with an apologetic look on his face.



“Sorry for being late, we got held up a bit,” he bowed in greeting. “Good evening everyone.”



“Lavi, I thought that you were skipping,” Road asked. “I would if I had to deal with father. He is so nosey.”



“Now Road dear that was harsh,” Cyril sniffled. “I just want to know the things Lavi do with my cute little brother.”



“Like I said, father’s nosey,” Road giggled.



Lavi smiled a bit at the usual banter between the father and daughter pair. He kept that smile on; despite the fact that he knew he’d just practically betrayed their boss. The memory of the conversation he had with Kanda came to his mind. He had told Kanda parts of what he knew about Allen. The businesses he owned and managed, what he did for a living, the extent and boundaries of his power in Japan and most importantly his enemies, namely the Mugen Yakuza.



He felt immense guilt but that died when he remembered how cruel he was to Yuu. The details Kanda unwillingly gave him were graphic and sounded like a gruesome and terrifying experience. And the worse part was that it would happen every time Allen wanted to fuck. It was a shock to him that Yuu actually made it out alive. If it wasn’t for his quick healing ability he probably would have died.



He decided that time that he’d keep his loyalty to Allen but he would still subtly help his friend until he was finally free from his boss.



“So true,” he chuckled then turned to face Kanda who was still outside. “Well ah lets go in Yuu.”



“I hate crowds.”



Everyone turned to see who the person with the unfamiliar voice was. They were speechless at the beautiful young lad they saw standing beside Lavi. Kanda wore the blue suit Allen had prepared for him. The dark blue jacket was left opened showing his light blue dress shirt and the dark blue tie. Various chains adorned his tight pants that hugged his ass appreciatively and accentuated the curves of his hips. The choker/leash he wore blended in nicely with his outfit and his hair was pulled back into his usual high ponytail with little bangs at his sides.



“My, my, my,” Wisely whistled in approval, eyeing the hot raven haired boy before him, “what a lovely looking specimen we have here. Don’t tell me he’s only for the boss’s exclusive use?”



“Allen, he’s the one you wanted to introduce us to? He’s so hot,” Road gushed. “Oh my, he’s so exotic and sexy. He looks no older than me and Jasdebi though. How old is he?”



“Just a year older than you three,” Allen replied.



Road nodded. “Ah I see, anyway I approve though. Like I said before he’s hot.”



Kanda ignored the eyes that were all on him. The only person he saw was Allen and his legs led him towards him. Once he was before him he rested his left arm on the tabletop and leaned closer to whisper in his ear.



“Bastard, I’m gonna fucking kill you,” the words were low and harsh. He pulled back and Allen raised his head to look at him. Amusement flashed in his gray eyes when he saw a sliver M16 pointed right in his face. It wasn’t just any gun, it was his, and it was the one that was supposed to be in his gun holster hidden in his jacket. The amusement in his eyes touched his lips. Kanda had skills.



In an instant almost all guns in the room pointed towards Kanda. But that didn’t scare him one bit. If he was going to die, he’d take that fucking bastard with him. Allen though didn’t like the fact that everyone – except Lavi it seemed – was aiming after his precious Kanda.



“Everyone its okay, put your guns down,” Allen said in a tone that left no room for arguments. “Kanda won’t shoot.”



Kanda glared at him, his hands itched to pull the trigger but something was nagging him not to do it. He wanted to scream, why the hell wouldn’t he want to kill the bastard after what he did to him? There must be a reason and until he found it, it didn’t feel good killing him now. Especially when he would die the minute he pulled the trigger or even before he was able to.



Everyone was hesitant but they complied with their boss’s wishes. They put away their guns.



“Why is everyone so jumpy?” Lavi commented taking his seat between Tyki and Road. “Yuu feels the need to let off some steam.”



Kanda’s hand went lax when Lavi spoke. He dropped his hand and let the gun fall into Allen’s hands. Then with a mummer of ‘fuck you’ and a flash of his middle finger he walked towards the vacant seat beside Allen. His legs crossed and a scowl taking permanent residence on his face.



His actions shocked everyone at the table, except Lavi who knew of Kanda’s quick temper, his harsh tongue, foul mouth and his cold manner. They were shocked that someone acted like that towards their fearsome boss. Sure they respected Allen for his ferocity and followed him because he was their boss. Though they don’t fear him, they knew others did. It was just weird to see someone other than their family not fear Allen. Road smiled. ‘No wonder Allen’s giving him special treatment.’



“Kanda seems to be in a bad mood,” Allen excused Kanda’s behavior.



Kanda snorted. “Anyone would be if they just go electrocuted.”



“True,” Allen added as he put away his gun. “But I must say you have a few tricks up your sleeve. I better watch my back carefully or else you might just kill me.”



Kanda smirked at what Allen said. “You should be cautious, I just might get you when you least suspect it.”



Allen recognized the barefaced challenge in Kanda’s eyes and accepted it. ‘I want to see his full potential.’



“Well, now that everyone is here lets get the introductions out of the way,” he began with a large smile. “Everyone this is Yuu Kanda, my lover.”



The murderous air dissipated and everyone was back to their relative tranquil state. Even though his personality had become twisted, Allen still had his special skill to calm everyone down with just a few words.



“Kanda I would like you to meet my family,” Allen continued. “You already know my older brother Tyki Mykk and his lover Lavi Bookman,” Tyki nodded while Lavi locked eyes with Kanda. “Sitting beside Lavi is my darling niece, Road Kamelot.” She waved at him and gave him a creepy smile that sent Goosebumps all over his body. “Next to her is my oldest brother and Road’s father, Cyril Kamelot.” A creepy smile from Cyril was the only acknowledgement that Kanda got. “Beside him is my step mother – well sort of – Lulu Bell.” She glared at Kanda. “Next to you is Wisely Walker my uncle.” The look that Wisely gave him made Kanda felt as if he was being visually raped. “And lastly my nephews, the twins Jasdero and Debbito or Jasdebi for short. They’re Wisely’s sons.” The twins gave Kanda identical Cheshire grins. Jasdero’s one stood out more because of his braces.



Kanda gave them all a look that clearly screamed that he didn’t give a fuck who they were. If they expected him to stand up and greet them, they were fucking mistaken. He was sold to their bastard leader as a fuck toy – which was kidnapping in his eyes, physically abused and brutally ass raped. Where in the fuck did that say he should be pleasant to his kidnapper and rapist’s so called family? He wasn’t a pleasant and friendly person to begin with, and he would be damned if he was going to attempt to be one.



“Allen, your new lover is a lovely and feisty one,” Wisely commented. “It would be a shame for him to die when you finally fuck him.”



Allen smirked. “Oh don’t worry about that Wisely; Kanda’s capable of handling anything I dish out on him.”



“Oh and how are you so sure?”



“Because I fucked him two nights ago,” Allen replied, his smirk widened.



The one thought that ran throughout everyone’s mind – except Tyki and Lavi of course – was: ‘how the fuck was he alive and bruise-free? That was a difficult question that needed the proper explanation. As Kanda walked in the room and not limped or hobbled indicating that he wasn’t in any sort of pain.



“Allen you fucked him?” Wisely asked, Allen nodded in affirmation. “Two days ago, so that was like Friday night.” Allen nodded again. “And he’s still alive?”



“Yes,” Allen answered. “Plus he’s fully healed.”



“No way!” Road yelled, she was intrigued. “I bet you went soft on him.”



“He didn’t go soft, I can assure you of that,” Tyki replied. He remembered how the brat Kanda looked the night he went to see Allen. Kanda was pale as the white sheets he laid motionless on, with bloody gashes all over his chest. Not to mention he had four knives embedded to the hilt in his arms and legs. All in all he looked liked a corpse and should have been one. That healing ability of his was a god sent.



“My Tyki wouldn’t lie,” Cyril nodded as Tyki protested yelling ‘who’s yours!’ “So explain to us, why is he still alive?”



“Ah a little skill on his part,” Allen pushed a small button on the table and instantly the dining room burst open. Maids and butlers filed in one after the other with trays of food to place on the table. “Which I will reveal once after we’ve eaten.”



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“Boss, we’re ready to move on your command.”



Kevin Yeegar lifted his head from the picture he was looking at in his hands. He gave on last look at the nostalgic face before he placed the frame back on his desk. The smiling face of his deceased friend was more than enough to motivate him. He got up from his seat and headed outside where his men waited.



“Alright, we will move out once I make the call,” he yelled. “We will get our revenge. Remember no to lose face men. The Noah Family is one of the smallest Mafia and their boss is a mere kid. We will triumph over them and take our rightful place at the top.”



The men cheered at their boss’s words.



“We will avenge Tenaksu,” Yeegar continued in a determined voice. “No one will make fun of our family, not even that scoundrel Allen Walker.”



More cheers followed.



“It’s time to put our plans into motion,” Yeegar finished. “It’s almost time men, get ready. As tonight our Chain Family will be the most well known and feared mafia in Japan and the world.”



Cheers for their impending victory rang throughout the Yeegar mansion. The men dispersed to get ready for their storm attack on Allen’s mansion. They would make their boss proud. Yeegar watched then left with a smile on his elderly face.



‘Allen Walker, I will take you down.’



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A/N: (1) so…I have no idea about electric shocks, so ah…yeah I have no idea if that amount of static could kill or if it’s barely a little teaser. If any of ya’ll know mind informing me?



I had this done in record time. No lie, one week after I posted the last chapter I finished typing this chapter. It may take a while to be posted cuz I have not internet! Ah such is life…well, thank you all who read and reviewed. Also to the majority who absolutely loved my psycho-mega-sadist Allen kudus to you (ya’ll can take me messing up his personality). And those who thought my writing style isn’t well crappy, thanks!! That gave me a little ego boost hehehehe.



Well then din din with Allen hasn’t ended and now Yeegar is out to get revenge on an unsuspecting Allen. What will the next chapter bring? Hehe more NC sadistic yaoi action, I can assure you! Look forward to it k, I can try and tone the sadism/torture down or up if you like (just specify in ur review). So yeah until the next update! R&R!! Luvies ya’ll!



P.S. I don’t know guns, their models, type and what not….hehe



Next Chapter: Things To Die For



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