Exile Wrath: hello! IT'S YULLEN WEEK! *hyper* I'm looking forward to some quality Yullen fics! Anyway, here's my submission for day 1, enjoy! And please forgive me, as this is my first time trying my hand at Yullen. But anyway, Hitoride Ryuukei has somehow inserted himself (Yes, HIM) into this fic. So, OC warning. And NO OFFENSE INTENDED to all Latinos!

Theme: Silence/Voiceless.

Pairing: Yullen, SIBLING! KandaxOC

Rating: T

Summary: Allen Walker, a 15-year old hospitalized mute boy, reduced to communication through writing and gestures. He gets a new temporary roommate one day, Lavi Bookman, as well as new friends in Lavi's visitors. "A beautiful bird shouldn't be voiceless" AUYullen

Disclaimer: Exile Wrath does not own D. Gray-Man

"Speech"

*POV or scene switch*

[Written]

All characters same age as in manga.

Voiceless

*Allen POV, Black Order Hospital*

117 steps from the main door to the elevator. 37 seconds for the elevator to go straight to the 3rd floor. 264 more steps to go to room 314. 5 more seconds to struggle to open the door without jamming it. These numbers I had memorized over the past…8 years, now. For 8 years, I have been in this same room, in this same hospital. Ever since Mana died, my hair has been white. And ever since my run-in with the serial killer Sheryl, a Noah that killed Mana "for fun" 9 years ago, I've had this scar running through my eye and cutting through my cheek. Oh, and I've also lost something.

My voice.

I am a perfectly healthy 15-year old, white-haired, scarred, traumatized, mute boy. That's it. Cross Marian, my legal guardian, somehow discovered that he had a heart, so instead of dragging an incapacitated boy along with him in his travels, he dropped me into this privately-owned London hospital called the Black Order. And yes, it does have a creepy name, but it was one of the top 5 rated and inspected hospitals in the country, and apparently some poor chap had owed Master a favor…not that I'm not grateful. But seriously, who in the world could lose a bet with Master, who always lost his bets? I was shell-shocked when he gestured to me the day we arrived at King's Cross Station.

*Flashback*-7 years old

"Boy, I'm not going to take you along with me on my travels. Heavens knows how in the world you'll survive at all, even in that hospital, as a mute person. I'm doing this only because I don't want you hindering me on my exploits. I really don't care if you died or not. But anyway, I told Komui to alert me if anything happens to you. Anita would wring my neck if he found out that "I wasn't taking proper care of Allen". Here's a map. Goodbye." He then proceeded to kick me and my belongings off the train with his combat boots – rather violently, I had to say. I landed heavily on the hard pavement and winced, standing up to wave goodbye to the red-haired man that was already flirting with a nearby lady. (That's Master,) I thought with a grimace. (Now, for the address…) I turned the card Cross had shoved in my hand over. (1925 Innocence Blvd) I observed. (Which way is North again?)

It took me several hours later to find the hospital, which had been right across the street from the train station, sadly. After all, being mute, I couldn't ask a person for directions. No, I had to scrawl out my question on a piece of paper, and it's a common presumption that people who ask for things on paper are homeless or something, no offense to them. It was exasperating. And furthermore, whenever my luggage bumped someone's legs accidently, they'd give me a look and demand an apology, which I'd have to then proceed write out on another piece of notepad. (Being mute is annoying,) I thought with aggravation, leaning against the wall in a dark alley of a nearby florist's. Suddenly, an Asian androgynous person about my age appeared at the corner of my vision. I inwardly groaned. (Great, another person I'll need to deal with.)

"You're mute, aren't you? Or a writer, right?" he asked politely- I assumed it was a he-, with a bit of curiosity in his voice. My head fluttered. (Wait, what? How come he could tell when others couldn't?) I thought nervously. He smiled a sort of empathetic smile.

"I can tell because you're carrying a notepad in your hand, a pencil is behind your ear, and you're currently sitting in this alley, wearing an exasperated expression and sighing frequently." He said, smiling triumphantly. I sighed again and nodded, pointing to my throat, gesturing that I couldn't speak. His eyebrows lifted questioningly, and he held out a hand and pulled me up from my growing-mushrooms-in-the-corner pose. He then lightly pushed me into the harsh noontime sun, and I got a good look at him. Black hair with white roots pulled back into a small ponytail at the base of his neck, acompletely black outfit that made a person think he was in the military, and heterochromatic blue and black eyes. I saw him giving me the receiving end of another inquisitive look, taking in my snow-white hair, blood-red scar, and my gloved hands. I quickly wrote down on my notepad, balancing it on my knee. [So, why did you pull me out?] I questioned on the paper. He smiled.

"Well, I'm Hitoride Ryuukei, but you can call me Rei. Anyway, I was curious about the guy who was banging his head against the wall in anger. My window was just 15 feet above you. Anyway, come on in! You look hungry." He explained cheerfully, driving away all my paranoid fears. "Okaa-san will be happy to have you!" He then proceeded to shove me into the florist's shop, which was named Lotus Garden, according to the sign above the door. Inside, there was an Asian person I assumed to be Rei's mom until "she" opened her mouth and growled rather rudely.

"Who's the Moyashi, nii-san?" The man-girl snarled, glaring at me disdainfully. Rei's friendly demeanor suddenly dropped several degrees, but he kept his large grin.

"Where's okaa-san, Kanda-nii?" He said icily, although still smiling broadly. The effect, combined with his heterochromatic eyes, was rather unnerving. The Kanda person sidestepped out of the way quickly and snorted, answering his question.

"She's in the kitchen, obviously." He declared, then disappeared with a speed I hadn't thought possible. I heard a door slam somewhere upstairs a second later. Rei chuckled evilly at this occurrence, making me sweatdrop. He then shoved me through a back door and I entered the kitchen, smelling something heavenly- food. Seeing my drooling mouth, Rei shrugged.

"Go ahead. We have plenty in the fridge, after all."

A little while after I cleared the table, Rei and Kanda sat across me, still in slight shock at my enormous appetite. [Sorry] I wrote. [I haven't eaten ever since this morning. I'm trying to go a hospital, see] I explained on the paper. Rei looked dubiously at the paper and then me.

"What's wrong with you, Moyashi?" The other boy- Kanda?- asked me. Rei narrowed his eyes and whacked his brother upside the head.

"Don't be mean to guests! Allen's mute!" He scolded, putting Kanda in a headlock. I watched the scene with wistfulness. I never had any siblings before. I snapped out of my trance when Rei reached across the table and snapped his fingers in front of me. "Hello? Allen? What was the hospital you needed to go to?" He asked. I frowned, scouring my memory, and pulled out the card the bastard Shishou had given me. "Black Order Private Hospital?" He said in shock. "That's right across King's Cross Station; it's a half hour walk from here!" My face burned in shame.

"Damn, the Moyashi's sense of direction is so bad that getting lost must be a talent." Kanda commented from a safe distance at the doorway. I sighed. "Do you want help getting there?" I nodded.

"Let's wait for okaa-san to come home and then take Allen there!" Rei suggested, eyeing the empty plates that had once been full of food with a pained expression. "In the meantime, can you help wash the dishes?"

*Flashback%^&End*

"ALLEN!" An all-too-familiar female voice cut off my reminiscing line of thought. I sighed, recognizing the voice immediately, when my eyes were assailed by a pair of grey-skinned hands.

"Guess who!" She cried happily. I smiled and wrote on my paper. [It's obviously you, Road. You're the only one that ever does this to me.] She lifted off her hands and read what I wrote, pouting unhappily, even though she was 30 something years old. It was really a mystery as to why she looked 12 at her age. Suddenly, a card flew in my face, and I ducked quickly to avoid it.

[Tyki], I wrote. [Are you seriously that eager for me to beat you black and blue at poker again?] Said man shook his curly hair in mock offense.

"Oh no, not at all. We just dropped by to give you some news." The 6'1'' man said, putting his hand down on the arm of the wheelchair he was strapped to. Tyki Mikk was a man who had suffered from the same cruelty of the serial killer Sheryl as well. In his case, his spine was paralyzed from the waist down, so he was unable to move or feel his legs at all. Everyone that had ever encountered Sheryl before was somehow visibly scarred on their face. In Road and Tyki's case, it was the black crosses embedded into their foreheads. If they ever tried to remove them, they'd probably die from blood loss, the doctors had explained. Road's unfortunate meeting had left her like the 12-year-old she had been.

"Her mental state is frozen." The doctor informed us when he had introduced her. The two shared a room across the hallway from me, room 315. I didn't have a roommate, as the Black Order Hospital was very spacious and didn't take many long-term or permanent patients. It was probably better for me that I didn't have a roommate, since I couldn't talk. Tyki often joked about this, "What if your roommate was a blind guy that couldn't see what you were writing? Or a kid that couldn't read!" It was amazing how the guy could keep his humor even though he couldn't walk.

I walked over to my whiteboard [So what's the big news?] I wrote. Road grinned widely, making me question myself if it was smart to ask that question.

"Well, YOU'RE GETTING A ROOMIE!" She yelled ecstatically. I stared at her incredulously, looking at my older-brother figure for reassurance. But no, it wasn't a joke, unfortunately for me. Tyki shot me one of his relaxed smiles.

"No need to worry, shounen. The fellow's going to be here soon, and he said he doesn't mind rooming with a mute person." I winced at Tyki's bluntness. "He's pretty nice. He's here because he just got in an accident; lost his right eye, nasty work. He's going to be here for two weeks for rehab, and then you'll be all alone in peace again…" He finished, examining my face for any reaction. I shrugged and picked up the marker again.

[I just hope that any visitors he has are nice] I scribbled quickly. Road grimaced at the comment, making me worry.

"Well, I saw two potential visitors. A really kind Chinese girl was standing next to him and talking to him, but there was this really, really threatening, scary Jap standing in the corner. But he let Lavi hug him, so I guess th-" I cut her off by holding up my hand.

[His name's Lavi?] I asked on the board. Tyki nodded, and then tilted his head towards the door. I stopped writing and listened, hearing footsteps approaching. The duo suddenly waved goodbye, opening the door for a good-looking red-haired guy that looked a little older than me. Taking him by surprise, they rushed from my doorway past him to their room, slamming the door behind them. I laughed nervously, no sound coming out, at the man's expression. He looked a bit flabbergasted at the sudden rush of wind,

[Hello?] I jotted down, waving the notepad in his face to get his attention. [Are you my new roommate?] I inquired. He quickly got over his temporary shock and grinned down at me, holding out his hand for him to shake.

"Hey dude! I'm Lavi Bookman, and yep, I'm your new roomie!" He exclaimed boisterously. "Nice place, not bad! And I was told about your situation, so don't worry." I smiled weakly. This guy was in a hospital and he was so hyper he made…ROAD look boring. I then stepped back and examined him properly. Flaming red hair, a bandanna around his neck, plainclothes, and bandages over one eye, I observed. I smiled. [I'm Allen Walker]

* 2 days later*

"I still think you have a black hole for a stomach." Lavi declared, hesitating to bite into his sandwich, being too busy ogling at the small mountain of plates next to my bed. I snorted. We had had this discussion several times over the past few days. I called it a "discussion" instead of argument because I couldn't yell at all, or express my anger any other way than physical blows. After staring at me a few more seconds, he leapt off his bed to stretch, and then said something that made me drop my fork.

"I have some visitors coming over today," He said nonchalantly, while I gaped at him in surprise. "They should be here soon, and they're nice- I swear! Well, but Yuu's a hard nut to crack…" He finished, trailing off. I lifted my eyebrows [Yuu?]

He nodded energetically. "Yep, that's Kanda's name- he's one of my visitors. Then there's his younger bro Rei, and then there's Lena-chan! Her brother's Komui Lee, the owner of this place," He paused at my confused face, "What's wrong?" I quickly snatched a nearby marker to scribble on the board.

[I think I've met this Kanda person before! And Rei!] I wrote, shoving the hand-sized whiteboard in his face. His eyes widened, nonplussed. Then he asked.

"How long have you been in this hospital, Allen?" I frowned and held up 8 fingers. "8 days?" I shook my head. "8 weeks?" He guessed again, and I shook my head again, making my white hair fly around my face. "8 MONTHS?" He asked incredulously, making me frown and write.

[8 YEARS, baka]. Now it was his turn to gape at me. He opened his mouth to comment once again, only to have the door fly open unexpectedly. In the doorway stood three people, all Asian, and wearing varying expressions. There was a worried-looking Chinese girl, a triumphant-looking Vietnamese guy, and an irritated Japanese person, who's wrist was locked in his younger brother's death-grip. Lavi launched himself at the group, high-fiving the person I supposed was Rei from my memories, hugging the girl tightly in comfort, and then promptly glomping the long haired guy. (He looks like a samurai from Edo) I thought, amused. (Complete with katana and all…wait, a KATANA; how can he bring a katana into a HOSPITAL!) My mental rant was cut short by Lavi tugging me up from the bed, a noticeable bump on his head.

"Hey everyone! This is Allen, but I call him Moyashi! And he's…mute, but he can write pretty fast-" He was cut off by my whiteboard banging his head roughly, where the swelling already was. In large letters, I had scrawled in anger,

[I'M NOT A BEANSPROUT!] Lavi sweatdropped nervously, and Rei and the girl laughed at the message. The person I immediately presumed was Kanda che'ed making me turn around, erase the memo, and scribble furiously. [I THINK I REMEMBER YOU! 8 YEARS AGO, WHEN YOU RAN UPSTAIRS BECAUSE YOU GOT SCARED OF YOUR BROTHER] His eyes narrowed into slits, and he placed his hand on the hilt of the sword.

"YUU-CHAN! Don't be mean to Moya-chan! He's so nice!" Lavi said with a chuckle. We both spun around in anger, and communicated (Don't call me that, or I'll skin you alive) in our own respective ways.

"Anyway, Lavi, why are you in the hospital? All I know is that you lost your right eye while I was off on my college trip. What's up?" Rei cut off our staring contest quickly, by asking. The trio sighed, and I perked up my ears. After all, Lavi had done nothing but talk about utter randomness throughout the 2 days I had known him. Lavi grimaced at the request.

"Errrr, ok Rei. Well, remember Daisya, you and Yuu-chan's cousin? Well-"

"DON'T CALL ME THAT, BAKA USAGI!" Kanda interrupted rudely. Rei chuckled at this when Lenalee whacked his androgynous brother with a convenient whiteboard.

"It's not nice to interrupt, Kanda!" She scolded. I snorted indignantly. "What?"

[That's what you're doing right now] I pointed out. She flushed, embarrassed. [Continue, please, Lavi.] He nodded.

"Okay, Moyashi-chan!" I whacked him on the head again. "OUCH! That hurts! Okay well, Kanda's brother, Daisya and the awesome me were going to go and surprise Yuu-chan for a really good reason!" Lenalee narrowed her eyes at him. "We were BORED, Lenalady! But anyway, he had this uber-fantastic idea to check out the new campus restaurant, y'know, the one that was apparently rated 5 stars?" Rei stopped grinning and shot Lavi a look of pure impatience. "OKAY! Well, in short, on the way there, we…happened to drive by the Latino gang turf." Lavi choked back a (fake) sob. "And since we have white skin, they followed us and when we got out of the car, they shot me. Most of the bullets hit the car, but one grazed my eye, so…here I am." He finished. I gazed skeptically at him. "I swear Moyashi-chan, its true!" My left eye twitched and I elbowed him. Rei snapped his sight to me.

"Moyashi? Really, Lavi?" He asked mockingly. "And by the way, Allen, I think I remember you from…what, 8 years ago-ish?" I blinked and nodded slowly. "HA! Okaa-san still remembers you, mainly because you emptied our fridge, by the way. Anyway, do you remember Yuu?" At this he elbowed Kanda, and I nodded once again. "How are you in here for 8 years, incidentally? Usually a patient only is in a hospital for up to 6 months; and that case is only for hospice care." I winced at his remark.

[I'm part of an experimental program.] I wrote. Everyone's eyebrows furrowed and Lavi gestured them to sit on his bed, which they crowded on. I pointed to my scar. [This is the result of a run in with a serial killer from 9 years ago. Do you guys know about Sheryl?] Lavi flinched at the name.

"I read about that!" He exclaimed. "He's killed and affected 25 people…and those are only the reported cases. So what's the program though?"

"I'm afraid we can't tell you that." Tyki's voice sounded in the doorway. "That's top-secret, only for those in the experiment to know." He said while wheeling in the room, extending his arm. "And I don't believe we've introduced ourselves."

"I'm Road Camelot!" Road cried, popping her head from behind Tyki's shoulder. "This guy's Tyki Mikk! Nice to meet'cha!" The two brothers flinched at her sudden appearance, and she ran up to shake their hands vigorously. "Hihi! We can't say anything 'bout the program until they know it actually works, but it has something to do with fixing us!" Tyki narrowed his eyes and clamped a strong hand over Road's mouth, making her mumble the rest unintelligibly, must to Lavi's disappointment.

"Well, it was nice seeing you again, 'Len!" Rei said, standing up and making his way out of the room. "I have a job to do, my shift should be soon. And Lavi, I really hope you grow out of your idiotic ways. Nice to meet you two as well. I'm Hitoride Ryuukei. I think I'd better go now!" He bowed shortly to me, clamped a hand irately on Lavi's shoulder, shook Road and Tyki's hands, and ran out of the room.

"You should consider cleaning this place, Moyashi." Kanda commented when he finally left. I returned his remark with a glare.

"That guy IS kinda weird~" Road sang abruptly. "But he doesn't look like a girly swordsman unlike you!" She said, pointing at Kanda. He drew back with a scowl, and something seemed to click inside him as his aura turned black. I found myself being tackled to the ground by Lavi and Lenalee.

"Stay STILL, Allen! Or else Kanda's going to kill you as well!" The Chinese girl hissed. I blinked, confused.

[Has he actually ever killed anyone?] I asked. The girl frowned and shook her head.

"That doesn't matter! What matters is that he's going to send that girl to the ICU!" She replied. I shrugged them off and stood up to see Kanda repeatedly attempting to hack a dodging Road with his sword. It suddenly halted in midair, caught between my hands.

[That's enough, Kanda-san.] Read a sheet clutched between my teeth. He che'ed noncommittally and tried to yank Mugen away, but Lenalee's foot kicked his head, sending him crashing to the ground.

"EXACTLY, Kanda." Lenalee said, beginning a rant that I quickly tuned out of.

Turning to Tyki, I scrawled [Can you take Road back? I don't want any more of my few possessions destroyed.], jabbing towards the newly-wrecked dresser. The 29-year-old grimaced and nodded.

"Road, I believe it's time to go back. Come on, now." He ordered, grabbing the scruff of her neck as if she was a kitten and wheeling out of the room, ignoring her useless flailing. "Nice to meet you all." he said, as the door to their room slammed shut violently. I shuddered at the lecture that Road was now most definitely in for.

"Now, Yuu, apologize." Lavi dared to utter, and Kanda reactivated his killing aura as he chased the redhead out of the room. Lenalee laughed nervously.

"I had better go and stop those two." She said, giving me a quick hug. "And Rei, Kanda, and I will be visiting every day, so you'll have to just get used to us! Nice meeting you." With that, she gently slid the door shut, and I was once again left to a voiceless silence and I fell backwards onto my hospital cot.

(Every day, huh?) I mused. (I guess I might like this. But when Lavi gets discharged…) I sat up and curled in a ball. (Then I'll be alone again…never able to love, never able to talk, left to die alone…well, I'll have to die with Tyki and Road, unfortunately.)

1 week later…

[I ABSOLUTELY HATE YOU, GODDAMNED PRICK!] read the whiteboard that was shoved rudely by me in Kanda's face. He and Lenalee were visiting for the day, and the two of us had gotten in some argument, for which the reason I'd forgotten. But all the same, the man had irked me to the point that I cursed, and that in itself was quite the achievement. My face was red from the heat and pent up anger, and I was breathing heavily as well, as if I'd been yelling, even though I couldn't. It was HIS entire fault. Letting out a soundless moan at the memory of my many destroyed possessions, I made a face and grabbed one of the many mitarashi dango that lay on the plate, slowly licking off the glaze. I couldn't help but make a contented sigh.

"Shut the fuck up, Moyashi!" He yelled, not quite meeting my eyes. I was taken aback. Usually the man would either get in a glaring contest with me before this point, or cover his face, and swing his sword at me, often breaking another whiteboard. But this time he was doing the opposite and…was he BLUSHING? No, it was just the spring heat. BaKanda (as I had taken to calling him these days) stood up stiffly from the visitor's chair, grabbed Lavi by the collar, and proceeded out of the room, leaving me gaping behind him. I turned to Lenalee.

[What's wrong with him?] I asked, shoving the paper between Lenalee's eyes and her laptop screen, taking her attention. Her eyes scanned the paper quickly, and she shrugged.

"Kanda is Kanda. The only person that actually can…UNDERSTAND him the best would have to be his little brother. Other than that, sorry, Allen." She said simply. But I didn't quite believe her. Her eyes were twinkling mischievously, like Road's always did when reading some of her favorite manga. I pouted and went into my bed. It was already 9:30 at night, but Kanda and Lenalee were still here because her brother owned the hospital. Slowly, I drifted to sleep. My heavy eyelids forced my eyes to rest, and I heard Lenalee slowly stand up and close her laptop, leaving the room and turning off the lights. "Goodnight Allen. We all…especially Kanda, want to hear your voice someday, hopefully soon." I heard her footsteps in the hallway outside, as well as Lavi reopening the door and going into his sheets. Then pure silence. I let out a sigh at the sound of peace. (No yelling, no cursing, no idiot BaKanda to bicker with…) my eyes snapped open at the last thought and I frowned. (Why would I think about that idiot at this time of night?) I deliberated. I suddenly flinched at a tap on my shoulder, and I looked up in the darkness at Lavi's single green eye.

"Moyashi? Are you still awake?" Lavi asked in a serious tone, catching my attention. I sat up in bed and he flicked on the lights, a somber expression on his face. I rummaged around for a whiteboard and a whiteboard marker, but the redhead grabbed my hand and stopped me. "Just listen." Out of fear at Lavi's sudden change in demeanor, I nodded nervously.

"Kanda is in love with you," He stated, punctuating the silence with his words. "I'm not joking. He fell in love with you from apparently 8 years ago, when you two first met. What happened?" He demanded.

….

I sat there, incredulous. That BaKanda…loved me? He…how was that possible? My head spun with uncertainty. "What exactly happened that day?" I mouthed, but this time, WORDS came out. Suddenly, one of the machines in the room started beeping crazily, and I felt the edges of my consciousness fading. "Wait…what? Lavi? You're…blurry…"

"Moyashi? What's going on? Oi, Allen, are you okay? ALLEN, TALK TO ME!"

"Mr. Bookman, step aside! Chief! Experiment number 14 has high chances of being a success! I repeat; experiment 14 was probably a success! MEN, TAKE HIM TO CENTRAL! NOW!"

"ALLLEEEEN! WHERE ARE YOU TAKING HIM!" Lavi yelled at the top of his lungs as medical personnel tackled him to the ground. Across the hall, he could see Road and Tyki struggling to get out of their room, being held back by guards. "STOP!" The redhead felt the edges of his vision blur as someone knocked him unconscious. "Mo…yashi!"

Kanda POV

I woke up to the loud aggravating song that was Lavi's ringtone I had set. nyanyanyanyanyanayanyanyanya- "WHAT?" I yelled sleepily over the HTC Evo. There was yelling in the background, and I waited, counting angrily in my head. 1…2…3…that Baka-Usagi's dead…4…5…why did I let him convince me to put the Nyan Cat meme as his ringtone…10…11…

"KANDA!" His annoying voice screeched over the phone. I started. The Usagi actually used my name for once?

"What?" I snarled. "Keep it short."

"THEY TOOK ALLEN AWAY!" was all I heard over the phone. I heard sounds of a scuffle as I gripped Mugen and began pulling on some clothes.

"Usagi?" I tried. There was static, and an unfamiliar voice picked up the phone.

"Mr. Kanda, you have no need to worry," a suave voice said. I didn't trust him one bit. "as Allen Walker is still in this room. Your friend here is just having delusions from a bad reaction to the pain med-" I didn't bother listening, tapping the screen to hang up and rushing out of my apartment, getting into my car in the parking lot. 8 years ago I had sworn to never lose that Moyashi again. And now that I had finally found him, he was going to vanish again.

"I know what your feelings are, Nii-chan." Rei had told me 8 years ago. "So just never let him disappear from you again. Or then you really will lose him. All bad things come in threes."

Flashback^$%Begin

"Yuu!" a little brown-haired boy yelled at me, tumbling over in the snow. "You came!" I stood there with a small blush on my face.

"Don't exaggerate it, Moyashi." I stuttered. Red laughed his innocent expression of pure childlike glee, glomping my shoulders. "Hey! What're you doing?"

"It's a hug!" He cried. "If two people like each other, they hug! And I like you, Yuu-kun." My face probably couldn't get any redder at the moment. Pulling up my scarf, I muttered,

"I like seeing you happy." He tilted his head to the side cutely. "So what do you want for Christmas?" His eyes perked up as he ran around me. I grabbed him and we played tag until noon time. "So?"

"I just want Yuu!" He said with glee. I fell over in the snow rubbing my forehead to make the bad memories of Lenalee's yaoi lesson go away. No such luck. "Are you okay?"

"I- I have to go home now. Okaa-san will be worried." I stammered, jumping up and rushing across the street from the orphanage. Shocked, Red ran after me.

"Kanda! Ne-ne Kanda!" he yelled, running after me into the middle of the street. Suddenly, something collided with us and I knew that for that moment, Red would be gone from me forever.

"RED!" I yelled, yanking up in my hospital bed. 3 weeks later, my body was still recovering from the car accident. The doctors wouldn't tell me where Red was; apparently he had run away.

"Baka-Nii." Rei said next to my bed one day during visiting hours. "I saw him on the street. Well, I think I saw him." My hand shot out and I grabbed his throat, death glare set. The machines around me started beeping crazily as I felt my adrenalin levels shoot up. "I don't…know…where…he…is…right…now…LETMEGO!" He yelled, kicking at my and falling on the ground. Rei stood up and stared at me, dead, pained expression set. "He was with the circus. The traveling one. I ran up to him, and he didn't remember me. I tried to remind him, but he didn't even react when I said your name. I think…he has something called…amnee-amnesia?" I froze, and buried my face in my hands.

"No. NOOOOOOOOOOO."

Flashback%$End

My Honda Accord pulled up with a screech in front of the hospital, and I leapt out. Immediately, something tackled me to the ground, and Rei pinned me down, swinging some sort of device on his finger. Lenalee drove up right behind me and glared down. "Quit thinking with your emotions, Brother. Use your brain like a normal person!" he snapped, getting up and yanking out a length of chain from Lenalee's car, beginning to wrap it around himself. Lenalee gave me a disproving glance.

"Rei saw you drive off without your headlights." she said with raised eyebrows. "He ran over to my flat, told me what he had heard from your conversation, and we tracked you. Don't do anything reckless, and tell me why Allen is so important to you." She said crossly, looking down at me with a peeved expression. I growled, and started walking.

"Come on. Allen is Red. I'm sure of it." I snarled at the interlopers. "And I'm not letting him disappear again, ever." Picking up speed I came to the hospital doors and Rei caught up with me. Lenalee ran up with her modified knee-high ice skates replete with blades sticking out. Those things she called Dark Boots I had no idea how she ever got past airport security.

"Even though I don't know who Red is, let's go." and we pushed through the doors, running across the lobby and veering to the elevator. Guards appeared around the corner, and we changed direction, heading to the stairs instead, and Lenalee kicked it open, effectively destroying the lock. We ran up a few flights, only to come across a group of guards heading down, and another group came up behind us. I growled, drawing Mugen, but Ryuukei put his chain to use instead, tossing it upwards and looping a railing, then swinging over the guards. "Save your sword for the emergencies." Lenalee whispered, kicking the security and sending them flying. In a few moments we had cleared out the enemy and continued upwards, heading for the third floor. In front of the door though were three people armed with shotguns and holding them in our direction. Ticked off, Rei's chain lashed out, hitting their wrists and knocking the guns to the floor, and I ran closer and knocked them out.

Kicking open the door, I was confronted with guards en masse. And in front of me was the Baka-Usagi, gun to head by the same person, I supposed, that had taken his phone. "Stand down and disarm yourselves." The Hitler- like man commanded, pushing the barrel against Lavi's head. "We cannot have you harm the integrity of this operation."

"Well, you know what? FUCK YOU!" Rei yelled back, snapping his chain around the man's neck with incredible accuracy. He dropped the gun and Lavi, who crawled to us, struggling to un-loop the chain. Lenalee withdrew a dagger from her boots and cut through the crowd, which decided that since their boss was down, it would be best to run from the three homicidal Asians. I grabbed Leverrier, as made apparent by his name tag.

"Where is Allen Walker?" I hissed, shaking the person. He struggled, and pointed further down the corridor.

"It's too late to save your friend." He said, and was about to continue before I slammed his face against the wall.

"! HELP!" I heard Moyashi's voice scream down the corridor. I abandoned the unconscious geezer and followed Lenalee, Rei, and Lavi towards the end of the corridor.

"Screw gravity." Lavi said darkly, pulling back his arm and tossing one of his throwing hammers through the door, hitting someone on the other side by the telltale "OW!" Bullets burst through the door, nearly hitting us, but we ducked in time for Lenalee to expand a shield from her boots. We heard barrels reloading and Rei charged through, weight at the end of his chain headed towards the other side of the room.

We froze when we walked in. Around us, guards were bowing towards the center of the room, where a young black-haired person with extremely dark skin sat, intensely resembling Tyki Mikk. "Welcome, Kanda Yuu, Lavi Bookman, Lenalee Lee, and Hitoride Ryuukei. My name is Neah Walker. I must thank you for taking care of my young host." He said with a melodious voice that sounded like Moyashi's only darker. "Allen Walker no longer exists." We froze.

"What do you mean by that?" I growled. Rei gave an experimental pull on his chain and the wall shifted ever so slightly. My eyes narrowed more. "Where is the Moyashi?"

"Like I said. He does not exist." The man said simply, swinging a keychain on his finger. "Now that I have taken over, Allen Walker's personality was destroyed to make room for me, the 14th. You see, children." A piano suddenly appeared and he played a few notes, chairs rising out of the ground and chains lashing us to them abruptly. "This experiment was for one purpose: to unlock the gods of old, the Noahs. These gods only appeared every few ce, and they have large followings. We "infect" people to be our hosts. That Road girl and Tyki boy? They were failed experiments, gaining the physical characteristics of Noahs but never regaining the personality or the powers. We inhabited one host, Sheryl, and through the pain he inflicted, leapt to other containers. Dream and Pleasure were too weak, however, to fully take over their hosts. But I waited, and when Allen Walker took back his voice, I awoke. And now…" Neah flexed his hand. "I have a body." With a flick of his wrist, the chairs disintegrated and everyone was tossed backwards, slamming into the wall and falling to the ground. I stood up, hair tie fallen off and using Mugen as a support.

"Give back my Moyashi." I hissed, not even caring that I had claimed ownership of the boy that had always appeared in my life like a butterfly, so beautiful, but leaves so soon. "Bastard Noah." I charged once again, and he played more keys on his piano, making hands erupt from the floor and grab at me. Rei's chain detached itself from the opposite wall and scythed through the hands, just narrowly missing my head. "Watch it, Baka-Nii!" I called over my shoulder. Suddenly, the guards that had been still the whole time began shooting crazily around the room, bullets ricocheting and several glancing me. Blood appeared on my arms, and Lenalee jumped around knocking people out, while Lavi continued to throw a seemingly endless supply of hammers at guards. I clashed with Neah, who simply grabbed Mugen with one hand and pushed back.

"Fool. Now that Innocence has disappeared from the Earth, we are immortal!" He cried psychotically, pushing me back flying again. As I staggered upright, Neah's eyes widened as a box suddenly encased him. I turned around to see the "failed experiments" Road Camelot and Tyki Mikk, standing in the dust from the rampage around us. Wasn't Tyki supposed to be confined to a wheelchair?

"Need some help, Kanda?" Tyki asked smugly. I gritted my teeth. "Hello again, Uncle Neah. Would you mind leaving your host now?" My jaw nearly dropped at the question. The two obviously had some sort of supernatural powers, so…how? And weren't they supposed to be against us if so? "Our hosts died by the hands of my careless older brother, Sheryl. When we infected them, their already weak hearts stopped and we were forced to take over immediately. I was tired of the carnage, and there was no need for me to kill humans. Road felt the same. So we pretended to be patients, and we met Allen, poor kid. Road decided it would be funner- I know that's not a word- to pretend to be an ordinary person and befriend people without actually killing them. We would like to live in peace Uncle." The box surrounding Neah darkened and he scowled, playing more keys. A series of diamonds appeared behind him in the box, and Neah stepped through them, disappearing. With the exit of their "God" the guards stopped fighting and fled.

Lavi was leaning against a pillar, breathing heavily, and Lenalee was next to him, boots back in normal form. Both were blood-streaked and obviously tired. But where was Ryuukei? I spun around to see the diamonds disappearing slowly. Tyki and Road broke into a sprint towards the white gems, but a chain shot past them and through the small, remaining diamond. A whir was heard as I turned to see my brother use the momentum and swing into it, disappearing with Neah…and Moyashi. I fell to my knees. "All bad things come in threes, Nii-sama." He echoed in my head. However, with the interruption of the chain, the diamonds began reappearing and pulsed, the metal fetters beginning to crack as they tried to expel it. Tyki grabbed me and threw me forcefully in and Road somehow transported Lenalee and Lavi as well. We all fell through, and the chain shattered.

"GET HIM BACK, KANDA. AND HERE'S A LITTLE GIFT! YOU'LL NEED IT IF YOU WANT TO COME OUT OF THE ARK ALIVE!" someone's voice echoed above me as we fell in complete blackness. 5 green glows were seen above, and I reached my hand up, reminded of the green Christmas present I had intended for Allen all those years ago.

"Moyashi. You're coming back with us." I said resolutely. My eyes closed, and I remembered nothing of the 21st century no more.

When my eyes opened once again, I was Kanda Yuu, Exorcist of the Black Order, the Artificial Exorcist, and my mission was save General Allen Walker, and to leave Noah's Ark.

A.N: PHEW! That was tiring. *wipes sweat from brow* I actually considered keeping it completely non- canon setting, but…the plotbunny decided differently. I'll try to post part 2 soon, as this will be a trilogy. Each part will be able to be read separately, as nonrelated fics tied together by the third part. Road and Tyki do not go into the Ark because if they went back, they would become their former selves, and try to kill everyone. Komui knows nothing about the "operation".

Constructive criticism is HIGHLY ENCOURAGED!

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