A/N: I just realized how stupid I am to just randomly write stuff when I get inspiration. Anyway, I don't own DGM or Kanda and Allen would have definitely been a couple and Alma wouldn't have existed. Stupid.
Allen ran and ran, constantly looking back, wondering if Kanda got away. He jumped over and swerved around many bodies, some of which he knew. He saw Reever, Miranda, and Link. Tears stung his eyes, but knowing he could not stop and mourn, he wiped them away and kept running.
Tripping over a body, Allen landed in strong arms. Gazing upward, he stared into the navy eyes of Kanda Yuu, cobalt hair out of his ponytail, flowing messily over his shoulders. Understanding the urgency of the situation yet disregarding it, Allen absently blew his snow white hair out of his face, hating the fact that his face, clothes, and hair were crusted with the dried blood of both his friends and enemies.
Kanda glanced up and surveyed the situation. Looking back down, the two shared a glance that told Allen the full plan. The pair had come to understand each other so well that they could have a full conversation just through eye contact.
Silently counting in their head, the two sprinted at full speed, holding hands so to not lose each other. Allen stared at his surroundings as he ran with Kanda. The place he had come to know as his home was being destroyed in front of his very eyes but the people who had been his family so very long ago-the Noahs.
Turning his gaze back at Kanda, he wished he had had time to at least confess his love for the samurai he knew from the moment he came here, first hating, then admiration, when finally, he fell in love.
Allen made a split second decision. Halting, he dragged Kanda to him into a tight embrace. Confused but happy, the taller man hugged Allen back. Gazing over Kanda's shoulder, Allen saw an Akuma charging up its weapon to fire at the two.
Allen spun around, turning so that his body was between the Akuma and Kanda. In the midst of the explosions and screams, Allen whispered before his death, "I love you."
Kanda's eyes widened in shock as he registered the situation, but before he could act, the Akuma's laser struck, throwing Allen towards Kanda, flinging the pair backwards.
Due to Allen's quick actions, Kanda was not severely harmed, but Allen-
Kanda cradled the teen's body in his arms, gently stroking the boy's white hair, wet with now his own blood, mixed with the blood of many others. His usually bright eyes were sightless, still open, staring at the moonless sky. The red scar across his left eye was mixed in with so much more blood, the inverted pentagram was now not visible.
Kanda's silent tears dripped down his face, wanting for his moyashi to still be alive. The two would laugh and fight, teasing and arguing like they always had. But now that was impossible.
Allen was dead.
I loved you too, but why didn't we say it earlier? Then we could've had more time… Not anymore.
Kanda's mind flipped through all of the scenes of his time with Allen.
The first meeting, almost killing Allen at first sight with Mugen at Headquarters.
Hating the boy the morning they first talked and fought in the cafeteria.
Abhorring the moment Komui assigned the two a mission together.
But slowly, getting used to the moyashi, insulting but joking with each other everyday they saw each other. In a way, they were also joking themselves. At that time, the pair already loved each other, but both were too proud to admit it.
Then, at the Ark, after Allen played the piano in the Fourteenth's secret room, being able to control the Ark. The night after, Allen snuck into the Ark, Kanda following after, knowing that the boy had worries and was scared of being cast out, not wanting to be alone again.
That night, something clicked. Kanda, meaning just to comfort Allen, embraced him as more than a friend, and Allen wondering if it meant something, brought the embracing to the next level.
That was the night Kanda Yuu fell in love with Allen Walker.
That had been months ago.
A large explosion brought Kanda out of his daze. Clutching Allen's limp corpse, he ran for whatever cover he could find in the rubble and destruction that used to be their home.
Reaching a fallen column, he collapsed in a heap, tears silently sliding down his face. His moyashi was gone, and nothing could change that now. He felt like there was a hole in his chest where his heart was. Even when he lost Alma, the pain had not been this great.
Silently sobbing he continued to cling to Allen's dead body.
Another explosion caused the column to break into rubble and fall on both Allen and Kanda. Trying to protect Allen's body with his, Kanda fell unconscious, buried under the debris.