Note from the Author: And, the world that is D. Gray Man fan fiction has opened its doors to me. Oh, dear.
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"Kanda, can I ask you something?" Allen stared out the window of the train, an intentional attempt to avoid his companion's eyes. They were on a mission, traveling to Prague, where there was a rumor of demons terrorizing the ghettos. They had both protested being paired together – one verbally, the other with his eyes.
A sigh sounded in irritation from the other side of the cabin, where Kanda sat glaring at his boots. "I assume that you will even without my permission."
The teenager threw a scowl in his direction before turning his eyes back to the landscape rushing like splatters of paint away off behind them. "Do you remember Gozul and Lala, from the first mission we did together, in Martel?"
"Yes. What about it?" The question was sharply-put, and Kanda was already aggravated. That whole mission had infuriated him, it had proven to him just what an idiot the cursed boy was. His values would get in the way of his job many times after that, despite Kanda's warning not to let them. Last time I give him advice, he thought bitterly.
"Well," Allen hesitated, his ivory head tilting back, dark eyes on the ceiling. "When we went underground and we found them, she was singing, so we knew she was the doll with the Innocence. And she told us that after Gozul died, she'd give us her heart." His mouth etched into a thoughtful frown. "Do you think that her heart had been given to Gozul before, and that's why she couldn't give it to us yet?"
"Don't be stupid." Kanda scoffed, standing. "She could have given us her heart then, but you were sentimental and let her keep it until he died. If you weren't so sensitive, that mission would have been finished much more quickly."
Allen looked up at him looming over him, dazed by the way the sun painted like across his partner's porcelain skin. "But, do you think love is like that – giving your heart completely to another person?"
Kanda was opening the door and stepping into the aisle. "That would only make you vulnerable. Keep your heart to yourself."
As he slammed the door behind him, he pretended he didn't hear Allen softly say, "I would gladly be that vulnerable to you." It would be easier for both of them if the boy never new that Kanda's heart belonged to him.