midnightstar | A SURPRISE LENALEE APPROACHES; Command?

Tim had no incentive to stop grinning. Those pearly white shark like teeth extending from one corner of his mouth to the other as he watched the two lovebirds from the table.

"Alright then. I'll see you shortly." Allen nodded and turned to....oh...he knew that sensation and yet even after they'd gone so far it still...made him impossibly giddy while also making it seem as if the world had frozen in that moment.

"Y-Yeah...take your time." he said in a slight daze before he went out the door. Goodness he felt like his feet weren't properly touching the ground at this moment.

Lenalee certainly knew THAT feeling. She trotted quickly and quietly back to her room, fetching a change of clothes before moving on to get her shower. It was certainly difficult to stay focused on cleaning when her thoughts kept driftin b back to Allen and he extremely intimate night with him. She only emerged and made her way to the mess hall when she was feeling more awake, and knew she could walk without drawing ant awkward questions or attention.

Allen was no better off, his imagination painting a vivid image of last night's happenings. This was simply going to haunt him forever and yet he wouldn't change it for anything in the world.

"Good morning Jerry." Allen greeted the cook cheerily as he barely prevented himself from hopping over to the kitchen counter.

"Good morning Allen! You're a little late today. Don't you have a mission later?" He paused, glancing around. "Ah, Lenalee left already is it? Don't worry, you'll both be back before you know it and you can make up for lost time then." He commented almost as cheerfully as Allen
It was hard to top him today. "What do you feel like having today?"

"AH ye-yeah that's true. I had...a hard time getting out of bed ahahaha" Allen laugherd, his usual poker face that concealed his feelings and thoughts nowhere to be seen. Lenalee had stripped that clean off last night and it would take a while to bring it back and even if he did it wouldn't last with her.

"Oh I uhm ran into her along the way. She said she'll be around shortly." Unfortunately his cheeks had a faint dust of blush on them at that point.

"Oh, that's no good at all. You shouldn't fall into habits of laziness - it might be peaceful around here now, but who knows how long that'll be for? ... Well, for your sake, and Lenalee's, I can hope that it'll be for a really long time." Jerry rested his elbows on the counter, peering at Allen. Hrrm. Was it him or was Allen looked extremely happy this morning? He must have had a -really- good rest.

"Oh, is that so? Well, good, I was hoping I'd be able to see you both before you left." They were his favorite customers after all.

"Ahahaha no no I don't think that will happen anyway. " Why didn't he feel convinced of the words he was spilling from his lips? Oh well no point lingering on that now.

"I'm feeling adventurous about breakfast today so what's the special, Jerry?"

"I don't know about adventurous dishes, but," Jerry chuckled, "One of the Finders brought in some new ingredients and I've been meaning to try a new recipe or two. I guess you and-- ah, Lenalee, good morning!" He called out, grinning - jeez, if Allen looked bright and happy Lenalee was positively -glowing-.

Oh not literally of course, and she always lit up the room when she entered, but there was something even more fulfilling about that happy smile as she scampered into the room, casting an even warmer smile at Allen, "Morning Allen! Good morning Jerry~!" Yepyep, she totally didn't spend one amazing night with the former - she was even walking lightly - maybe a little lighter than usual. Still.

Jerry didn't comment on it anyway - they were good as a couple and he was happy to see it. "I was just about to tell Allen about today's special. French toast kebabs, scrambled eggs on vermicelli and chocolate chip pancakes. Hungry?"

Lenalee grinned, "You had me at chocolate chip."

Allen immediately turned around when Jerry pointed Lenalee out as having arrived at teh cafeteria. Immediately the smile on his face turned dazzling yet earnest as he fought the urge to reach out and take her hand in his own again. It had only been a few minutes and yet he had already missed the touch of her hand so much.

"Hahaha guess there's no need for cake for desert then." Allen laughed politely before turning his attention back to Jerry. "So yes we'll have those dishes then~"

Lenalee almost pouted at the thought of no cake - but then again, too much cake and sweets WILL make her fat. So it was probably better this way. She padded up beside Allen, to take her spot at his side, her hands resting primly in her lap.

"It's just as well, I shouldn't have too many sugary dishes," she sighed playfully.

"I'm sure you'd be able to work it off if you really want cake afterwards," Jerry grinned at the pair, "I'll get started on your breakfast. Double the amount, Allen?" Per usual, he suspected. And totally unaware of Lenalee's hand slowly creeping towards Allen's out of sight beneath the table; only hearing the content little sigh when she did manage to brush her hand against his.

Funny how it was only a few minutes and she wanted to feel him close to her as much as he wanted to feel her close to him. She didn't know that was going through his mind though, but she did give him a soft smile, adoring every bit of him.

Well there were the missions and training and now...other nightly activities. So Lenalee had ample methods to lose those extra bits of weight. Allen's metabolism was a bit of an envy spurning element. After all he ate so much and didn't put on a single extra pound of weight.

"You know me so well, Jerry~" Allen nodded happily before he risked one glance at his hand before he turned it palm up and gently wrapped around Lenalee's fighting the new urge to juse have her pressing up against his side. Their hands would have to settle them both for now.

Oh yes, that was certainly true. She'd definitely be getting a good workout from all of those things. Especially the last one.

In any case, despite her minor envy of Allen's ability to eat whatever he wants - well she would just be careful about what she ate and not overdo it. Or get plenty of exercise to burn it off.

Feeling his hand wrap around hers, she felt her heart skip a beat, her smile warming as she squeezed his hand tightly. She -really- didn't want to go on this mission, and be without him for who knows how long. But with luck, they would both wrap up their tasks quickly.

Jerry chuckled at Allen's comment, "Haha, but of course! I make it part of my job to know the tastes of everyone who comes here to be fed are - so I can give them exactly what they want and need most. At least as far as nutrition goes." He'd be chuckling if he knew the urges that the two were fighting right now. Heck, he wouldn't mind if they indulged a little - but uh... with Komui's 'helpers' in the kitchen with him, he knew that was a risk they probably shouldn't take quite yet.

Allen felt very much the same. He would be spending every free moment of time on the mission thinking of her and what she would be doing beneath the same sky at that time. Oh he had it bad. So very bad.

"And that's why you are the best Jerry!" Allen chuckled happily.

Jerry flashed a broad grin at Allen, chuckling, "And that's why you'll always get extra servings, Allen~!" He joked back. "You'd better come back from your mission in one piece, and with a huge appetite. The same goes for you Lenalee."

Lenalee chuckles, "I won't let you down, Jerry." She squeezed Allen's hand under the table. She had even more reason to come back safe, and she would certainly have a big appetite - she'd have to make up for all the nights she spent without him. ... wait that sounded a little suggestive.

"Of course we will. There's no way we wouldn't come back home. Both of us." Oh that was quite the blunt confession on his part but he didn't seem to find anything wrong with speaking so strongly about his thoughts on the matter.

He would be repeating it to himself quite a bit especially when being nagged by his ball and chain Inspector. Still suggestive things....might not be all that unlikely even in his own mind.

"Right," Lenalee grinned at her friend, partner and now lover. There was definitely nothing wrong with such a blunt response - they'd have answered the same way before too right?

Jerry chuckled, "So should I place bets on which of you will be coming home first? Do you know where you're going yet?" Jerry asked, turning away from the counter to place a platter of ..several servings of food in front of Allen.

Somehow Lenalee had a feeling that wouldn't be the only gambling going on, but they all had to have their fun soehow. "Not yet, but I do know it'll be a few days before we're back. We'll need to speak with brother before we leave, so he can give us our missions."

She wouldn't mention how hard it was to get out of bed and not just stay curled up on top of him. Oh it wasn't going to be easy sleeping alone. She sneaked a quick glance at Allen when Jerry turned to get her food. She wanted to remember his face as good as she could - it'd be a comfort to her when she wouldn't be able to see it in person.

"Lenalee pretty much summed it up. We'll be getting our briefing after we finish up here. Hopefully it won't be too long." Allen said with a small sigh. He really wanted some more time with Lenalee but the war didn't care about such things.

As he pondered on that, he felt Lenalee's hand over his and turned it with the palm facing upwards so his finger laced with his beloved's. Beloved. That was a very fitting word for it even if he felt bashful just imagining saying that out loud.

Once her plate was placed in front of her, Lenalee --was left with a puzzle. How to eat when she didn't want to let go of Allen's hand. She could, however, sip her drink a little just to delay that inevitability. "It really does look fantastic, Jerry." She praised the chef with a grin, idly wondering what it would be like to feed Allen ...using a fork or something of course, and not..by hand... ah...

She felt her face grow pink when she remembered when he was sucking on her finger last night. God the look on his fa-ACK, stop that Lenalee! She shook her head quickly and drew her hand away from his with an embarrased smile. Dear lord it was dangerous to just -think- about him.

Fortunately Jerry missed that little moment of embarrassment from the both of them, his back turned to put away some things. "Well for your sakes I hope it will be wrapped up quickly. It seems a shame that you have to go out so soon after finding each other like you have." He noted.

Allen was unbelievably just as torn. But with Lenalee taking the first step to pull away he managed to follow suit in the end. Even so while he devoured his delicious morning feast he would constantly sneak glances over to Lenalee, thinking of the way she ate so cutely. Yes now that he was at this stage he could see so many more cute things about the way she acted usually. It only made the love in his heart grow all that more.

Another consequence of these proceedings was that anyone going near the two would feel something akin to an invisible imperceptible bubble encasing the two and the table they were at.

It was even more obvious to Jerry, since he was closest in proximity to the pair, watching out of the corner of his eye the way they diligently tucked into their food, but still sneaked glances over to each other. With Lenalee's cheeks tinging pink everytime Allen glanced at her, and though she sat separately from him, she still managed somehow, to lean in his direction unconsciously.

Jerry had considered breaking into that little bubble between them - well, trying anyway - but even he could see that he wouldn't be able to get their attention. Nothing short of Komui waltzing into the room or Allen being attacked by a Komurin, or their new base being attacked would get their attention right now. He quietly prayed none of those things would happen. Well maybe the Komui one, but the two would see their delusional friend soon anwyay.

Ahh, young love really was the most beautiful thing he'd seen in ..ever actually. He only wished he could something to help them with their relationship obstacles. One of said obstacles named Komui.

So just like that the two lovebirds had their filling breakfast under the gaze of jealousy and adoration of everyone still in the cafeteria. Allen didn't spare them so much as a single glance while the food in his plate gradually lost shape and quantity. Still it was a bit just a bit slower than usual due to his frequent peeking over to Lenalee's side.

The two of them had more determination than they had any right to have at their age. So Komui was fighting a losing battle in terms of breaking through that resolve.

They also deserved that happiness, more than anyone else, after the suffering they've had. Finding love in each other surely was a good start to balancing out all the suckiness they'd been through. Maybe.

Either way, not even Komui would be able to get Lenalee to change her mind about Allen. Once he understood how determined they were to be together, and that things wouldn't change between him and Lenalee, he ought to settle down. She hoped.

Lenalee on the other hand, kept her eyes on her plate, though she could feel Allen's glances which made her warm and tingly all over. Frankly she feared if she looked at him, she'd try to feed him some of her own breakfast- or his. Though there wasn't much left, regrettably, which meant they'd have to go on to see Komui soon.

They surely did. The payoff would only truly come after the war was over but until then they had found something else to tide them by, to give them purpose in a life filled with loss and conflict.

One good consequence of his slower eating and distracted glances was the fact that Allen wound up finishing his meal shortly.

"mmmmm that was a feast and a half, Jerry!"

"From you two, that's the highest praise I can get," Jerry grinned, glancing between the pair. Lenalee was already getting to her feet to help offer the plates, but he shooed her away. "Come on now, no trying to steal my job here." He teased. "I'll take care of the things in the kitchen, you two do what you do best."

Lenalee smiled slightly, nodding agreement. "Well.. then I guess we should get going." She'd ..kind of wanted to linger a little and help with the plates since it'd give her a few minutes more with Allen. But Jerry was right - separating from him would be like taking a bandaid off of an injure. Better to just..yank it off quickly, right? You only suffer more if you let it linger. Or..something.

"What we do best?" Allen repeated quietly before he followed Lenalee's lead in the end. For once he didn't feel all that bad about leaving the cleanup to Jerry. A bit of selfishness on his part but Jerry did allow it with tacit approval.

So just like that the two exorcists left the cafeteria and headed towards the den of the metaphorical dragon. Along the way though, Allen's hand did find its way brushing against Lenalee's as they walked.

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Dinner time.

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