A Pot of Red and White
If he had known that his life would change as much as it had by just picking up a dirty old tea mug, Kanda Yu would probably just have snorted and continued walking when it was thrown in his path. But no, he had not, and he didn't know why. Maybe he had been fascinated by it, its white surface and its small dark red stars decorating it. The way the sun had made it shine the dim light.
But why had kept it?
Kanda didn't know the answer. He just knew that if he hadn't, his life wouldn't have changed, and he would never have been a part of it in the first place.
Chapter 1:
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Prelude
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- 1 Year Ago: The Black Order High School -
It was just a normal day for Kanda. He had gotten up, eaten his breakfast, brushed his teeth, dressed himself and gone to school.
Of all the places he was forced to go, school was the place he hated the most. He hated crowded places and even more; crowded places with annoying people. Like a certain…
"LAVI, come here NOW"
Sighing, Kanda tried to ignore the approaching people behind him. He knew very well who they were, because they were the only two people in the entire school who had called him by name and lived to tell the tale. But that didn't mean Kanda enjoyed their company.
Lavi, the first of the two survivors, was probably the schools biggest trouble maker. His mischiefs had not only caused the entire gym to burn down, but were probably also responsible to why such a little school could now be seen on the map.
He wasn't admired just because of his pranks, but also because of his looks. He had fiery red hair and green eyes. He only had one eye though; his right eye was covered with a patch, making him look like some kind of pirate. He had lost it when he was at the age of 12, he explained to everyone who asked. But no one knew more than that, not even Lavi himself.
The way he and Kanda met was very similar to that of a bad Hollywood movie. Kanda had been the "new kid", and Lavi had been the one to collide with him in the corridor. They had met in kindergarten and been best friends ever since, as Lavi always explained it to a stunned audience.
"If you catch me I'll be all yours"
"I don't want to be yours, I want my DIARY BACK"
And then of course, there was Lenalee.
When they first met, and she had asked his name, Kanda had acted as his usual self, meaning; he had glared and told her it's none of her business.
But that hadn't stopped her, and Kanda soon found out that she was just as persistent as Lavi. Shortly after they met, she introduced herself to Lavi, who had happily told her his name, and from that time onward they had been a trio. Much to Kanda's annoyance.
"Ah, hey there Yu, how's it going?" Lavi passed him swiftly before a got hit in the head with a pencil box, lost balance and fell on his back. Kanda watched in amusement as Lenalee caught up and snatched the diary Lavi had been holding out of his hands. She made sure to kick him once before she turned to Kanda.
"Hello Kanda." She said, flashing him a smile.
"Hey, how come you never smile like that at m-OUCH" Lavi stopped mid-sentence as Lenalee once again kicked him.
"Well, I'm sorry, but I find it hard to smile at people who take things without permission." She started walking again, leaving the two boys behind.
Lavi groaned as he sat up, rubbing his ribs where Lenalee had kicked him.
"How come she always kicks me? What have I ever done wrong?"
Kanda raised an eyebrow and snorted. "Yeah, I'd like to know too, now get up, we're late and I'm blaming you." He said and followed after Lenalee to the classroom.
Kanda was already outside the school gate when the bell rung. Their teacher always let them go early, seeing as it was Lenalee's older brother, Komui. Not that Kanda complained about leaving early, that way he could avoid certain people, but the teacher's sister-complex always got him in a bad mood.
It was four o'clock and Kanda didn't want to go home just yet. He usually waited until around six before walking home. That way, he could avoid his guardian, Tiedoll, who went to work at six. It wasn't that he hated the old man, but Kanda didn't like the way he acted as if he was his father. Though their seats at the breakfast table were always empty, nothing could ever replace his real family. Nothing.
He walked the same round he always did when he wanted the time to go fast. He walked through the park and down to the ocean where he sat and enjoyed the soft breeze. He usually came here when he was stressed or unsettled. He didn't know why, but being there just seemed to clear his mind.
He sat there, enjoying the view until the sun started to go down. Deciding that it was time to get home, he got up and prepared to leave.
He didn't live that far from the dock, merely a 10 minutes walk. But just when he had gotten up and started to walk he tripped over something which almost made him fall. He turned around and glared at whatever he had tripped on, wanting to give it back 10 times as hard, but ended up staring instead.
Lying in the middle of the road was a tea pot. He, Kanda Yu, had almost tripped because of a tea pot. The very thought made him want to pick it up and smash it to pieces. But something kept him from doing it. Instead he picked it up and inspected it. It was white all over, except for a green cross in the middle and two small red stars which seemed randomly put in. The sun made it shine in a way Kanda thought nothing ever could shine and he didn't know why, but he really wanted to keep it. He never thought that something such as a tea pot could be so alluring, but now, walking home with it in his hands, he could clearly see that he had been wrong.
When he came home, no Tiedoll was to be found and judging by the note left on the kitchen table, he had already gone off to work. He had left food for Kanda to warm up which he gladly did, it was already half past six, and he was getting very hungry. Just when he was about to take out a plate he remembered the white pot. He brought a plate with him and left it at the kitchen table before he gently lifted the pot and looked at it once more. Despite the lack of light in the kitchen, it still stood out among the other cups and pots. He noticed that it was a little dirty, probably from lying on the ground, and rubbed at it to make it clean.
He put the pot under the sink to fill it, but just when he was about to free the water, his vision was clouded by white light and he lost his balance, falling to the floor.
He sat there for a moment, the light had been so blinding it took a long time before he started to rub his eyes and trying to open them. The tea pot was in his lap, whole and unscratched to Kanda's relief. Just when he was about to get up he noticed a pair of legs standing in front of him and looking up he couldn't help but let out a small sound of surprise as he looked into two gray eyes of a boy who had clearly not been there a few seconds ago.
"Hi, I'm Allen", the boy smiled. "I'm the genie in the pot you just rubbed, and because you set me free…" He sat down on he's knees, hands on Kanda's tights as he leaned forward. "You will be given three wishes. Use them wisely."
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End Prelude
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Next Chapter:
First Wish
A/N: I was thinking of naming this story "Allen in a Bottle", but my wit decided against it. It wouldn't fit, after all, it's a tea pot, not a bottle :P
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