A/N: The last chapter. Apologies to everyone for making you wait, and for how very short this chapter is. But when it's time for something to finish, then it's time, and there isn't much you can do about it. I wanted to hug all of my reviewers, especially Crimson Vixen and Dhampir72. You guys have been great. And I don't think that it will be too long before I can start on another D.Gray-man story. Just a warning...the ending chapter has some smut, but a high amount of fluff, as well. Enjoy, and virtual hugs to all!

"Gravity of Souls"

Part IV: Inside Your Eyes

The office was cast in long shadows when Kanda woke. He breathed deeply, inhaling the wet smell of a fresh rain, and the musty scent of the dust that blanketed the entire building. A familiar weight on his chest brought his attention to the wild thatch of bright orange hair that currently rested beneath his chin. The sounds of Rabi's dozing soothed him, making him strangely…comfortable.

Rabi's hand twitched where it rested on his abdomen, nails scraping gently at his skin. Kanda let his eyes drift shut again. Why did this feel so agreeable…so…pleasant? He had never been one for human contact. No, he usually shunned it. Kanda did not want to begin to need it. Needing things made you weak. But…how could such a peaceful feeling make him weak? Rabi's face nuzzled into his chest, and hair tickled his chin. Kanda's right arm adjusted to a looser grip, allowing for the other man to move if need be. He found himself wishing that this moment could last forever. It was just him, the stillness, and the feeling of peace that radiated into him from the warm body curled against his.

"Sleep, Rabi," he whispered, quietly encouraging the moment to be extended. But like all good things, this was not to last. Rabi stirred, his head rising until he made a soft sound and placed his head on Kanda's shoulder. The dying light of afternoon shone in his green eye, and lit the soft smile that came over moderately full lips. He felt Rabi's hand again as it slid up to rest on his chest. There was something so intimate in that gesture that Kanda's breath caught. He suddenly felt…frightened. Fear coursed through him, because he realized now what the pleasurable feeling meant.

Knowing what it meant did nothing to stop the inevitable. It was like time slowed. The world did not turn, there was no good, no evil. There was no Earl of the Millennium, no Akuma. Nor was there any Black Priesthood. The only things that existed in Kanda Yuu's universe were himself and Rabi. And it was that thought that scared him past the limits of his own sanity. His body moved of its own volition. If he had any control, he would check its movements before something happened that they would both regret later.

Rabi watched in awe as he had so many times before when the golden evening sun reflected in Kanda's eyes. They enthralled him, held him still. It was like looking into the eyes of a venomous snake. He couldn't move when a hand gently grasped his chin and tilted his face slowly upward. Warm lips touched his, and he made a tiny sound, unable to do anything else. Kanda's mouth was pressing at his gently, yet insistently, and Rabi leaned forward, wondering at how he could not truly grasp the situation.

The hand that had been on his chin moved slowly, gently lacing into the hair at the back of his neck. His lips parted in a quiet gasp, and he felt Kanda nibbling at his lower lip, only causing his mouth to open further. Rabi's heart strained against his ribs when Kanda's tongue barely dipped into his mouth, only to withdraw quickly. Repeating this motion had Rabi reaching up to thread his fingers into long, cool dark hair.

Kanda pulled back, and Rabi saw something in his face that he never thought he would. Kanda Yuu was afraid. "I…" those dark eyes faltered for a moment, "…I need you…" Rabi's eye widened only a little. It must have been very difficult for Kanda to say that. But, he decided, it was a good thing. At Kanda's next words, he found himself trembling. "I don't want to need you, Rabi. Why…why do I want this?"

"It's all right to need some things, Yuu…" His smile was steady. "I've always been here. And whenever you need me…" Rabi pulled Kanda to him, speaking his last words against trembling lips, "…I'll always be here." The fear fled from dark eyes before they slid shut and lips met, both men stripped of all distraction. Their kiss deepened until Rabi somehow found himself panting as he gripped one bare shoulder and a bit of heavy black wool coat. Pulling back from Kanda's mouth so that he could breathe, he suddenly felt wet lips on his neck, hands running under his jacket, and it was only an instant before that piece of clothing was lying rumpled on the dusty floor.

Drawing his hands down a lightly muscled torso, he felt scars and the indentions between muscles, and how they stretched when Kanda's body moved to meet his fingers. The lips at his neck moved to his ear, taking the lobe into warm wetness, and then releasing it. "Rabi…" he heard Kanda say, "Lie down with me."

He did not answer, but allowed himself to be lowered to the floor, his head resting on the gathered fabric of Kanda's coat. The other man's body lay next to his, and a hand drifted over his stomach and lower, until it snuck underneath his shirt, cool fingers caressing his skin so gently that it seemed Kanda was afraid he might break him. When his shirt was pushed up, he was surprised to see dark hair spilling over his skin as he felt tongue and teeth tracing the defined lines of his abdomen. A soft sound left his throat when Kanda's hair tickled at his skin, his mouth moving ever upward until that warmth and wetness enveloped his right nipple.

"Oh…" he whispered, unable to say anything more.

The hand that Kanda was not leaning on drifted down to trace the upper hem of his trousers, and Rabi felt his breathing hitch. Nimble fingers swiftly unfastened the buttons that held the cloth shut, and a hand entered, now warmed by playing over his skin. He drew in a sharp breath when he found that hand stroking at him. Kanda's lips found his again, and he sighed into the other man's mouth. It was more than he could hope for that he was not dreaming. No, this must be a dream.

Pleasure began to build up, and he let a small moan escape his throat. Rabi bit his lip to keep from making more noise. Then, it stopped. Blinking in confusion, he turned his head to look at Kanda. "Turn onto your side, facing away from me." The breathy quality in Kanda's voice was enough to make up for the momentary lack of physical attention. He did as he was asked. His trousers were maneuvered down nearly to his knees, and he felt Kanda's hand on him again. Rabi's eyes slid shut, and he bit his lips, not wanting to let the sounds out. His head was gently placed on Kanda's forearm, and he was pulled firmly back against the other man's body.

Kanda kissed his neck where it met his shoulder, and Rabi sighed. It felt wonderful, and distracted him from the fact that he was no longer being touched. He could not stifle his surprised gasp when something warm and very hard touched the cleft of his buttocks. "Ah…" he groaned, as Kanda touched him again, more firmly now. "Y-Yuu…oh…"

Kanda watched Rabi's face as it twisted into a mask of ecstasy. He was amazed at how it felt to touch him, and how when Rabi pressed back against him, he simply needed him more. To hold him, touch him, it was a blessing, and a curse. His very soul cried out for this, for this moment to last as long as it possibly could. But as he watched, he also mourned. The feelings, sensations…they were transient. There would only be this night, this place for them. He knew that.

He gently removed his arm from beneath Rabi's head, and began to lick at his own fingers, trying to make them as moist as he could. Rabi turned his head at the faintly wet sound of Kanda's tongue lapping at his own hand. Seeing what he did, Rabi whispered, "Let me," before taking three fingers into his mouth and sucking at them. Kanda's breathing sped, and he pressed more firmly against Rabi's back. The flame-haired man groaned. Not long after this, he removed his fingers, moving them downward, and finally sliding one gently into Rabi.

A soft whimper came from lips that were firmly clamped shut. Leaning down, he took them in a kiss. "Shh…the pain will end soon, Rabi. Try to relax." Another kiss relaxed both of them further, and Kanda moved his finger in and out of his lover. The simple use of that word, to him, was difficult to grasp. Intellectually, he understood that they were lovers, and had been the moment he had first kissed Rabi. But as he slid another finger into tight, slick heat, he felt that lover was not quite the word to describe what Rabi was to him. Rabi broke away from their kiss, his back arching and letting loose a louder moan before he could stifle it.

It was beautiful. The sight of Rabi's face this way, flushed and twisted in the elation of intimacy, it was his entire world. "Yuu…please…" Rabi's words came in a trembling voice, and Kanda could not wait any longer. He pulled his hand away, and replaced it with his own hardness. "Please…" Rabi whispered as Kanda's hand moved over his length harder and a little faster, "Please…Yuu…oh, God…"

Gently, he pressed forward. Tears gathered at the corners of Rabi's eyes and he slowed, wiping them away. It was difficult to stop, for the pleasure threatened to overwhelm him, but he had no wish to hurt the other man. "Shhh…" Kanda bent to kiss Rabi, his lips brushing lightly over a slightly open, flushed mouth. "I won't hurt you," he promised. Again, muscles relaxed, and he pushed a bit more. "You're so warm…" Kanda breathed as he began to tremble. He met no more resistance until he felt his hips touch warm flesh. All motion stilled for a moment. He could feel the rhythm of Rabi's body, as well as his own trembling, and he closed his eyes.

In that quiet, that joined stillness, he was as close to Heaven as he knew he would ever be. Once again, he lay Rabi's head on his arm, and moved his hips gently. "Ah…" Rabi's quiet sounds of pleasure were bringing him close to a beautiful madness, that little death that waited on the other side of oblivion…and he longed for it. His movements remained gentle, and agonizingly slow. This torture was to ensure remembrance, and as he listened to the pleading tone in Rabi's voice, he knew that nothing could ever make him forget. "Yuu…please…more…"

Bending his head down, he kissed that pleading voice deeply, swallowing the words with his own mouth, and doing everything he could to ensure the euphoria his lover was in would last. The curling of the other man's spine enraptured him as he watched the muscles contract, a thin sheen of perspiration gathering over his skin. Kanda stroked every available inch of flesh he could reach, all the while maintaining his torturously slow movements. He heard a slight cry, and Rabi's body suddenly jerked, a heavy moan drifting up to the ceiling. Kanda pulled away to see a wide-eyed, glazed expression of fulfillment. When he continued his movements, it was to impossibly tighter muscles, and he had to push harder. Rabi groaned again, his eyes falling shut. "Oh…"

Kanda smiled and kissed him. "Rabi…" he breathed against parted lips, "…always…" the gasp from his lover had nothing to do with their bodily pleasure. His entire body shattered, and he suddenly felt paralyzed, completely unable to move. Rabi kissed him, gently running fingers through his hair. It felt like a goodbye, and Kanda's eyes began to well up in tears.

Rabi's eyes went impossibly wide. "Oh, no…no, Yuu…don't cry…" He turned, trying not to wince at the feeling of warm wetness dribbling from him. Using Kanda's coat, he covered them both. "You don't have to cry." The look in his eyes was threatening to break Rabi's heart. He thought it would never happen again… Taking the trembling man in his arms, he whispered, "I said always, didn't I?"

"Yes," Kanda's voice was a hoarse whisper.

Leaning forward, his nose brushed against Kanda's. "I'll always be here. Just…I can't stand to see you cry…" Kanda bit his lip, and Rabi smiled. "Nothing should ever spoil your eyes, Yuu-chan. They are too beautiful to be filled with tears." Kanda kissed him then, and Rabi's world fell down. He tried to keep himself calm, but it did not work out that way. He held tightly to his new lover, friend, comrade, and his grip only loosened when he fell asleep with Kanda stroking his hair.

"This is the only place that seems likely," Allen said from behind Renali. She had to agree. If she knew Kanda at all, he would go for the most derelict, abandoned structure he could find, and this poor excuse for a warehouse looked ready to fall down. Bookman strode forward, looking at the ground.

"I can make out their footmarks." He said, his tone quiet. "Renali, why don't you and Aleister go and see if they're inside?" Both exorcists nodded.

The glass crunched under their feet as they entered the building, and Aleister agreed to search the front, if she would go to the back. Renali's eyes scanned the floor, and the rafters. Then she saw tracks in the dust, leading directly to a door in the back wall. Proceeding to the office that was undoubtedly behind the door, she was surprised to see Kanda and Rabi lying on the floor beneath Kanda's coat. Rabi's jacket was folded neatly nearby, and Kanda's head turned toward the door. He put a finger over his lips in a quieting gesture.

When he extricated himself from Rabi's arms, he carefully slid from beneath his coat. He seemed so…at peace as he approached her, and he threw his loose hair over his shoulder. "How is everyone?" Kanda asked quietly.

"We're all fine. Miranda woke up not long after the attack, so we can move more freely now. What about Rabi? He looks very tired." Renali's face was filled with concern, but Kanda waved her off.

He gave a small scoff. "He'll be fine. His head started bleeding again, so I owe him a new scarf, but he'll forgive me." Renali contained her confusion over this cryptic statement. "Go tell the others we'll be out in a minute. I have to wake him up. He sleeps like the dead." She did not know what to say, so she just turned and left the room. Renali had never heard so many calm, non-aggressive words come from him at the same time, and that said nothing to the fact that Rabi had been clinging to Kanda in his sleep…

"Rabi…" he said softly, "…wake up."

The man stirred, turning to look up at him. Kanda let himself smile just a little. "Time to go. The others found us." Rabi sat up slowly, and straightened his clothing. He knew that he would have to explain this to Renali. She looked positively mortified, and before tongues started wagging, he needed to address the rumors that would inevitably begin.

Rabi's smile stretched wide as he stood, handing Kanda his coat. Leaning in close, Kanda kissed him, and Rabi said, "Always. Remember that."

Kanda nodded. "I can't forget."

End.
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