Disclaimer: I don't own or make money off of Xenosaga. I humbly ask that you not sue me, and please don't make the next game sucky. You're two for two right now, please don't ruin your streak.

Warning: Yaoi, drabble. Don't like? Then don't read.

Notes: Junior/Allen for 30 Kisses. There are so many fun issues that you can poke at when you pair Junior up with someone, and I know this is an issue some people are still dealing with.

Theme: #22 'cradle'

Shota Complex? 
by fairady

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Gaignun Kukai Junior was not young, had probably never been young. He was twenty-six years old and had seen more in his first fifteen years of life than most battle scared veterans of the Federation's Marines saw in five decades. He was one of the Directors of a very successful foundation that counted secretly fighting the remnants of the U-TIC organization as one of it's many side projects. He'd saved Second Miltia and who knows how many other planets and systems from utter annihilation by the madman named Albedo.

Junior wasn't anywhere close to being young. He just looked it.

Allen hadn't asked much after his last enquiry about the 'Little Master's' age had gotten him backed up into a corner by some very irate crewmembers. So, he still wasn't exactly sure why Junior still looked like a twelve year old boy. He'd been able to piece most of it together himself, he wasn't stupid after all, but had a feeling he'd never really be sure until Junior told it himself.

Until then though he'd just have to wonder and doubt, and try to convince himself he wasn't robbing the cradle.

He really wasn't. First of all, Junior was older than he was by a good few years. And secondly, Allen wasn't the one doing the 'robbing.' So if it were anything it'd be a case of the cradle robbing him.

Yeah, that was exactly the case.

Allen looked up from the floor as he passed Ziggy, MOMO, and Junior. The cyborg nodded while MOMO called out a cheerful greeting. Junior swung around after they'd passed and with a wink blew him a kiss.

Oh God, this didn't make him a pedophile did it?


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