Hello there fellow readers, i have come back once again. :)

I hope the beginning of this short story is of your interest and i hope you like it very much. i haven't written a story in such a long time, um no that's a lie... i haven't published a story in a long time and i have one that is currently unfinished, my intentions are to finish it though.

Well then enough of this boring stuff, this story will be a love story between Kanda and Allen as always :D

Red Ribbon


It does not matter how much time passes or how many miles are in between; none of that matters. All that matters are the feelings that once existed in both their hearts, feelings as strong as love cannot be easily tossed aside, they cannot be easily forgotten or erased. And with that is how we start this story of love and hate, it all started when Allen Walker's wife decided to leave him for her 'true love' or so she taught. It all happened so sudden, who knew that in one night a person's life could change so drastically? She packed her bags and the keys of the car, she went into her son's room to say goodbye; where she was going there was no room for him, her beloved would not accept a child of another man. She gave him a kiss on the forehead and closed the door as she left; she placed a note on the kitchen table and disappeared in to the endless night. Only an hour later did Allen return back home, of course he did not suspect a thing. It was a quarter passed 12 and it was not unusual for his wife and son to be sound asleep, he turned on the light of the kitchen and saw the note placed gently on the table, it read as follows:

"To my dear husband, I write this letter to you because I did not have the courage to say what I am about to express in this letter, in person. I am a coward I know but I feel it is better for me and you to not talk in person, things wouldn't end up well. I am sorry to say that I have come to lose my love for you, in the past 6 months I have been in contact with a lover I had a long time ago and I don't know if I'm happy or sad to say that my feelings for him have resurfaced once more. I don't know what else to say but I'm sorry, I apologize for leaving my little angel with you but where I am going I cannot take him with me, I hope you will forgive me"

Allen could not believe his eyes; he pulled out a chair and took a seat. He read and read the letter countless times but no matter how many times he read it the contents wound not change. How could this be? Why was this happening to him? He knew things with his wife were not going well but he taught he could do something to fix it and become the happy family they once were. The tears he was trying so desperately to not release had begun to flow down his cheeks; he ripped the letter in two and tossed it to the ground. He knew from the very start that things would not end well but he had high hopes. They had married at a very young age, at the age of 19 to be exact. Allen had gotten his now ex-wife pregnant and at the request of her parents they married. Only two years had passed, two little years was all she could handle huh? Allen wiped the tears of his face, the tears of anger he was trying to avoid. It was not the fact that he was going to miss her or that he had really deep feeling for the woman, he was mad because she abandoned her own child, what kind of mother chooses a man over her own offspring? He would never forgive her for that. He decided there was nothing he could do to fix the situation and went to sleep; tomorrow was a new day and with that came new opportunities.

Fortunately for Allen Walker, the day after his wife left him was a Sunday and it was also his day off. It all felt like a dream, he just didn't think his ex-wife would be such a coward. But it had not been a dream and as he slowly opened his eyes he knew it was all true, the space next to him was cold and empty. He took a deep sigh and with all his force got himself out of bed and into his restroom, it was barely 7 in the morning and there was a lot to do. He looked at himself in the mirror and smiled, his silver white hair was a mess, his big violet eyes were red and swollen and it seemed that his scare that he had over his left eye seemed to stand out more than usual.

"Don't let these events get to you Allen! Things happen for a reason and soon enough something good will come out of all of this!" he said to himself and smiled once again. He made his way to his closet and picked himself a green t shirt, a black dress shirt and a pair of jeans. It was Sunday and there was no need for him to wear his suit; he felt so comfortable in his normal clothes. He walked into the kitchen to make his adorable son a good breakfast, he would have to explain a lot of things to him and he didn't know where to start and how to tell him all of what had happened.

"Daddy what are you doing?" a small boy asked as he walked out of his room, he was rubbing his adorable little eyes and let out a yawn. He had his Mario pajamas on, his long golden hair was a mess but he had a big smile on his face and it was all because of his dad. His violet eyes grew wider as he saw what the plate had on it when it was placed on the table.

"Chocolate chip pancakes! Daddy you are the best!" he yelled and gave him a smile, then he went to the refrigerator took the syrup and took a seat in front of the plate, he began to eat cheerfully.

Allen took a seat next to him with an apple in hand, he smiled at his son every time he said thank you for the pancakes. He loved his son more than anything in the world; he would do anything for him, anything even if it meant to kill. He didn't know how he would explain what his mother had done and he didn't know what he was going to do when he asked about her, he knew how close he was with her and it pained him to tell the truth. But there was no easy way to tell him and the moment had come and after finishing his pancakes his cute and adorable little son asked the question.

"Daddy where is Mommy? I haven't seen her, has she gone out?" Allen felt the urge to cry, his eyes were becoming watery as he saw the innocent stare of his son, those big violet eyes of his were sparkling, waiting for an answer.

"Misaki… Mommy is not here"

"I can tell she's not here silly Daddy, where did she go? To the store maybe?"

"No sweetheart… I'm sorry Misaki but Mommy is not going to come back"


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Hope you return for the next chapter!