Kandaisya

Alive

AU where Daisya Lives

A cold chill had spread through Kanda when he saw the state Daisya was in. They had been the ones to find him, after all. Hanging there from the lamppost upside down, blood dripping into a puddle below. But through some God-given miracle, he was alive.

Kanda had been used to seeing the shorter teen covered in bandages, but this was too much. Barely an inch of skin was left uncovered. Beneath his stony face and callous remarks he hurt seeing the one person he really loved like this. This was the one person, out of the entire black order, Kanda was able to connect with, open up to, and allow himself to love. But if he died... No. Kanda couldn't go there.  Pale fingers brushed over a flushed cheek, the color a side effect of fever rather than natural color. Each day that passed, each mission he was away from the other's side was excruciating. And not being there when he finally rejoined the living felt like a betrayal.

The first time they really saw each other again was more uncomfortable than Kanda would have liked. He sat beside the bed where Daisya was, his movement still limited.

"It's funny." Daisya's voice was rough, but he grinned at the other exorcist. "You're coming to bug me rather than the other way around."

"You never stayed still long enough for me to." Guilt gnawed at Kanda. It was a God-given miracle the Turkish exorcist was alive at all, but he hadn't been there for him. Because of him Daisya was in this position.

"Ok spill. What's got the great Kanda grumpier than usual." Words weren't needed. Really, they never were. Daisya always knew what Kanda wanted to say through the littlest of gestures. He reached for the other's hand, but stopped short, fingers ghosting over the bandages. The smile faded.

"It's not you're fault. These things happen to exorcists. Besides, I could be a lot worse." Kanda's eyes locked with Daisya's. "I could be dead" was left unspoken. For a moment he allowed himself to be lost in the warm, comforting brown gaze before moving his hand up to cup Daisya's cheek, thumb tracing down the purple marks on his cheeks.

"I should have been there."

"You were. You're the only reason I'm alive."

"No. When you woke up." Daisya's smile returned an he laughed.

"When I woke up? Man they didn't tell you anything!" He croaked. Kanda raised an eyebrow, so Daisya continued. "Forget awake, this is probably the first time I've been coherent. And frankly I can't remember a whole lot before today."

The words were soothing, and Kanda finally felt at ease. He said, "At least you remember me."

"You're harder to forget than Komui, Kanda-cat."

"You're an idiot."

"That's why you love me." It was. Kanda's expression softened and he leaned forward,  pressing his lips to the other exorcist's. For a brief moment there was nothing but them. No Akuma or Noah to worry about, no Earl, no cares besides the simple intimate gesture. But the peace couldn't last.

"Kanda! How's Daisy doing?" Kanda's head jerked back and he glared at the redhead interrupter. He glared at Lavi and said nothing. Daisya slowly turned his head enough to see the other exorcist. He gave a tired smile.

"Hey Lavi. You always have the worst timing. Y'know?" Kanda looked from the injured exorcist to the one in the doorway. Lavi seemed to take notice of the sour look on the other's face and shrugged.

"Don't blame the messenger, Komui wants to see you." With that he darted off.

"Guess you gotta go."

"Hmph."

"Just come visit soon, ok?"

"Of course." Kanda left, left Daisya to wrestle with his worst enemy- boredom.