Chapter 1: Autumn
"It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight."―Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita
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"Move, Moyashi."
Allen glared at an annoying raven-haired man as he stepped aside. The said man just walked past with an indifferent expression, not even intending to say a word of gratefulness to him. Seriously, does it hurt his so-called pride to say an 'excuse me' politely once in a while? He cursed under his breath, regretting that last moment when he should have shot out his leg to trip him and make him fall in an extremely embarrassing manner.
"Bastard," He muttered, packing his books in his locker before shutting it. His hand stopped by the door as Allen stared downwards, before he let out a soft sigh. He took his bag and began to walk towards main hall, exiting out of the college. It wouldn't do him good to waste his energy getting frustrated over that bastard. After all, Kanda was a person who wouldn't even care less about one's existence.
The white-haired teen let out another sigh, stepping out of the school gates as he made his way to the bus stop. He then saw Lenalee, a redhead by the name of Lavi and Kanda standing there among crowds of students. The olive-haired girl was giggling as Lavi was talking something to Kanda, which Kanda made a contorted face as though he was purely disgusted with him. Allen couldn't help but let out a chuckle―after all, Lavi was famous for making lame jokes and nonsensical stuff―which Kanda hated the most. Lenalee continued giggling, while Kanda slapped away Lavi's arm which was secretly about to snake over his shoulder.
Oh.
Allen slowly stopped, the smile on his face slowly faltering.
How could he have forgotten?
They were lovers. Which was why Kanda was always tolerant of Lavi's foolish behaviour even though he hated it. Even though he disliked it, Kanda didn't disapprove it either.
"Oh Allen!"
Lenalee saw him instantly and waved to him. The two of them stopped what they were doing and turned to his direction. Allen muttered curses under his lips, having no choice but to walk up to the three of them. The white-haired teen brushed his fringe aside, before a smile appeared on his face.
"It's good to see you, Lenalee."
"Me too, Allen! Going to work again?"
"Yeah." He was living alone, and even though his late stepfather left a fortune for him, he did not want to use the money unless necessary.
"Che."
Allen frowned, turning to stare at Kanda who was looking elsewhere.
"What is that supposed to mean, Kanda?"
"Hey, please don't get into a fight again, the both of you..." Lavi muttered worriedly, but Kanda just smirked, turning back to face him.
"Why are you getting so flustered up, Moyashi?"
"I said that I am not a Moyashi! I have a proper name!" Allen hissed, clenching his hands in anger.
"You know that I will only address you as 'Moyashi', because you are one," Kanda replied nonchalently. Allen shot a glare at the raven-haired man, and before he knew it, he kicked him hardly at his ankle. Kanda grimaced, holding his right ankle by his hand as he stumbled backwards, almost knocking onto a nearby classmate. Sapphire eyes glared darkly at the white-haired teen who was now smirking in triumphant at seeing his pathetic face.
"Oh. I am SO sorry, Kanda. It isn't on purpose."
"You definitely DID that on purpose, Moyashi!" Kanda growled loudly. The students noticed the commotion around them, and after realising that a fight was about to start between the two infamous guys in campus, they scampered away hurriedly, not wanting to be caught in the crossfire.
"I said that I am NOT a Moyashi!" Allen snapped.
"For someone whose height was only a mere 5.6 foot tall, you are nothing but a Moyashi," Kanda answered. His eyebrow twitched, and the raven-haired man knew instantly that he had hit his sensitive spot. He started to smirk smugly in victory, and Allen wished that he could just tear that disgusting grin off his face to satisfy his boiling anger. Just as he was about to lay his fist on his face, something slapped his forehead hardly, stopping him in place. The white-haired teen whimpered in pain as he staggered back, staring at Lenalee who had done the same thing to Kanda.
"Stop it. The both of you are supposed to be friends, not acting as enemies!" She chided.
"I am not friends with him!" Both of them said in unison as they pointed at each other. Lavi just whistled, amazed.
"This is why the two of you are great friends."
"What did you just say, Usagi?" Kanda hissed. Allen was also glaring at him. Lavi blinked and stared elsewhere instead, pretending that none of this had happened. Lenalee let out a defeated sigh.
"Okay, let's make up, the both of you! Now!" She said. There was no way he would make up with such a bastard, but from her serious gaze, Lenalee meant what she said. Allen breathed out softly, leaning against an advertisement panel as he mumbled a 'hmm' of acknowledgement. Kanda just let out a grunt as he turned around, saying nothing.
The bus came, and they boarded it, walking to the standing area in the middle of the vehicle. Allen stood by the window, glancing at the two guys who were just a few metres in front of him, blocked partially by some passengers. Kanda was leaning against the railing, staring outside the window. Lavi just grinned and reached out, tilting his face over to him. As the raven-haired man was puzzled on what he was doing, the redhead kissed him on his lips.
"What are you doing!" Kanda hissed softly, pushing him away immediately.
"I just want to try how it feels like to kiss in the bus," Lavi replied with a gleeful grin.
"...stupid," Kanda muttered, turning back to the window. Allen wondered whether it was the sunlight which was shining through the windows, because at the last moment, he was sure he saw a very slight pinkish tint colouring his cheeks.
Allen turned away just as the bus started to move. He stared at the buildings that went past, his hand reaching up to his chest as he gripped onto his loose shirt. He knew very well why he was feeling so messed up, and why he wouldn't do anything about it. It sometimes hurt, so badly that he wished all of these memories would disappear―to forget everything that was regarding this person, but he knew he couldn't. Like an addictive drug in his body, he could not control himself and the feelings he had, towards one very person he fell in love for a long time.
He was always with him, even if Kanda did not, and would never notice his existence.
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"Welcome!" Allen shouted at the counter as a customer entered the cafe. It was currently three in the afternoon; a timing for people to sit down, drink a cup of coffee and enjoy their idle time in a peaceful and quiet environment. The soft, soothing jazz music played in the background, bringing a calm ambience in this small, classical cafe. He was doing his part-time job as their cashier and barista, and he loved to draw a heart or other pictures on the coffee cream before serving to customers. He was perfecting his skill, and the manager was praising him, saying that he would hire him immediately if he wanted to take a full-time job here.
After serving a customer, Allen stretched his aching arms which had been working from lunch hours till now, staring out of the glass doors at a wide-area park which was just situated in front of the cafe. It might be because of this that attracted customers here even though it was the only cafe that was rather far away from the city and housing areas. It was certainly great to be surrounded by nature which somehow had the ability to put their emotions at ease. He knew, because he could feel the tranquility calming his heart down whenever he had frustrations in mind.
"You can go outside if you want, Allen. We can take care of the cafe!" His colleagues said with a smile.
"Then I shall clear out the rubbish as well!" Allen replied as he opened the door and went out to the back of the cafe where they stored their rubbish to be thrown away. After putting the big bag of rubbish at the trash bin, he slowly walked towards the park, his heart beating fast in excitement as his body could recognise this comforting place instantly. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath of fresh air which filled up his lungs, walking towards the same place which he always visited whenever he had the free time.
The white-haired teen arrived under the tree, and as he watched across the distance, he saw a familiar raven-haired man sitting on the bench as usual, reading a book in his hand. He smiled, remembering the very first time he saw Kanda who was always alone in this park. His face expression looked as though he was lost in his own little world. He was slightly intrigued on this man, and every day, he would make a trip here, just to watch him in silence. He wanted to go up and greet him, but it felt awkward since they were complete strangers.
Until he saw him again in his college. Kanda was his senior, doing his final year in the school. He was so glad to meet him again, and was waiting for an opportunity to come up to him. The chance came, when he was clearing the rubbish from his cafe as a silver bracelet was found on the grass patch. He picked it up, and as he was wondering who might have dropped it, he noticed Kanda walking along the bushes, looking for something frantically.
"Is this..."
The raven-haired man slowly stopped, before he turned to him.
"...yours?" Allen questioned, holding the bracelet up for him to see. Sapphire eyes just widened for a moment, before he reached out and took the bracelet, nodding his head.
"Thanks."
Silver eyes widened, feeling a strange sensation coursing through his body. He knew his instinct was right; that he had to be friends with this person!
"Are you studying in Cambridge College?" Allen gasped, realising that he might be too rushed in getting to know him.
"Are you stalking me?" Kanda asked, raising his eyebrow as he frowned. He flushed in embarrassment at his blunt words.
"N-No, of course not!" He stammered, not knowing what to say. It was supposed to be a casual conversation, but their first meeting together was totally not what he had expected it to be!
"Che," The raven-haired man grunted, before he turned and walked out of the area, leaving him alone. Allen sighed as he stared at his sihouette, slightly disappointed at how this turned out. The guy was colder than he thought, and after their first encounter, his impression of him was worse. He wondered how he could get close to this person again. He could sense his loneliness, and wanted to get to know him better.
A few days later, they met again, but it was far worse. Due to misunderstandings and Kanda's lack of thinking over matters, they started to quarrel and fight over the slightest thing whenever they bumped into each other. Although it felt as though he was finding an excuse to bicker with Kanda, it was alright with him. He did not care whether Kanda detested his existence. As long as it pulled him closer to Kanda; as long as he was with him, it did not matter.
And that was when he realised he had fallen in love with Kanda. Day by day, without letting him know, Allen would always stand under the same tree, watching the raven-haired man from a distance. He was happy that he was the only one who knew that Kanda would come here, sitting on the same bench with a book in his hand. The seasons passed before his eyes, and the white-haired teen was still at the same spot, watching him from afar.
But one day, someone was there, sitting beside Kanda. It was Lavi, a new student who just transferred to the neighbourhood during the start of spring. He came to their school, and was in the same class as Kanda. He was a carefree person who did what he wanted to do, and he noticed the raven-haired man immediately, taking an interest for him. It was extremely hard getting close to Kanda, which was proven for his case, and he could remember Lavi staying in the hospital for weeks after getting punched by Kanda for intruding his privacy. But he continued to stick to him shamelessly as he addressed him by his first name, which drove Kanda crazy over a certain period of time.
"Yuu."
Sapphire eyes widened slightly as he felt his book being pulled down by a hand. He turned, and was met with his lips as Lavi kissed him.
Silver eyes could only widen at what he was seeing. His heart wrenched, and that only fantasy of him sharing the same space with Kanda was shattered in an instant. He was the one who met Kanda first, yet everything was taken away by Lavi who only spent a few months with him. He was here all the time, yet Kanda had never noticed him at all, his gaze slowly drifting to that pair of emerald eyes as he gradually accepted his feelings.
He waited, and waited, and waited, and it was all for nothing.
"Allen? It's time to go back. The manager is calling for you."
The white-haired teen turned, seeing his colleague who was behind him. He showed a weak smile―something to cover up his current feelings. As Allen took a last glance at Kanda, he saw Lavi approaching the bench, and Kanda looked up, a slight smile on his face. He turned around, and was about to take a step forward when his vision spun all of a sudden. He stumbled slightly, almost falling onto the ground.
"Are you alright, Allen?" His colleague held him before he fell. Allen took his hand gratefully and stood up, wondering what that was. He blinked, and seeing that his vision had cleared, he followed his colleague back to the cafe.
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Ever since that day, his vision was deteriorating. Having perfect eyesight since birth, he knew this very well. The images received in his eyes looked slightly blurry, and it had been giving him headaches as his body was trying to get used to it. Allen grimaced, stopping by a wall for a while as he tried to catch his breathing, touching his hurting forehead which was throbbing painfully.
"Allen, are you okay?"
The white-haired teen looked up, seeing Lenalee standing in front of him. Kanda and Lavi seemed to be with her as well. Allen hissed slightly as he stood up, bearing with the pain as he formed a smile for them to see.
"I'm fine, Lenalee."
"You look pale, Allen. Should you visit the infimary to rest?" Lavi asked worriedly.
"Che, he looks fine to me," Kanda muttered. At this, Allen let out a low chuckle. The raven-haired man stared at him in displeasure.
"What are you laughing at?"
His vision started swimming, making his headache worse. Now what he needed was a distraction, and Kanda was just perfect for this. It was the only way which he could get away from them as quickly as possible, before they knew what was going on with him.
"No. I just think that you are funny," Allen answered with a smirk. Sapphire eyes narrowed, and it was clearly shown that Kanda was pissed by his statement. That puny beansprout was obviously asking for a fight, and he would gladly bring it on to him.
"I see," Kanda snarled, raising his arm as he walked towards him. "You are asking for it, Moyashi." Books, fists and stationary started flying everywhere, and everyone ran away immediately, not wanting to be involved in their fight. Lavi and Lenalee tried to intervene, but Allen continued to taunt the raven-haired man, which made Kanda angrier. Kanda growled, picking up a bag at a corner as he flunged it towards him.
"You are still the same, Kanda. Can't control that temper of yours?" Allen questioned, dodging the bag which flew to the nearby water dispenser, knocking it off to the ground as water spilled all over the floor.
"Shut up, Moyashi. It's all because of you," Kanda hissed, sending a punch at his chest which was blocked by his arms instantly. Allen smiled, moving swiftly behind him as he tried delivering a blow at his back, but was stopping by Kanda's sword which came out of nowhere. The white-haired teen fell back, his hands clasping the silver blade in place as they stopped for a moment, staring at each other intensely.
"Wow, when did your sword come out, Kanda?" Allen asked incredulously, thinking that Kanda must have really bring it around with him at all times.
"When can you stop moving that mouth of yours, Moyashi?" Kanda questioned back with a hard, piercing glare.
"I told you to stop using that nickname!"
"And I told you that I would not stop using it on you, because it fits you perfectly, Moyashi."
Allen growled, raising his leg as he knocked off the sword with a hard kick. Kanda, furious at what he had done to his precious sword, began to hurl fast punches around him. Cold air sliced through his skin like sharp knives as Allen saw through his every movement―after all, he was trained in Judo and Taekwando when he was young, mostly to fend for himself when his stepfather died. There was no way he was going to be defeated by this arrogant bastard.
Suddenly, his head spun, and his vision flickered for a moment, before it blacked out. Silver eyes widened in shock as he slowly stopped what he was doing, not noticing Kanda's fist at the last second which made contact with his chest. He felt a rush of wind throwing his body backwards at a fast speed, before the splitting pain crushed his entire body as he realised that he was being slammed onto the wall at the end of the corridor. He let out a breathless gasp, feeling his lungs choking up at the windpipe as air refused to enter. Allen slowly slumped onto the floor, coughing out hoarsely.
"Allen!" Lenalee cried out, running to him immediately. He looked up, seeing a blurry image of someone who was assumed to be Lenalee. He felt a warm sensation at his hands, and after identifying that it was Lenalee's hand, he took it and stood up to his feet. He then hissed, clutching his head which was hurting more than it should. The pain should have been numbed together with his physical injuries, but why was he still able to feel it so strongly?
"Yuu, why are you..." Lavi stopped talking as he stared at Kanda who was staring at the direction where Allen had landed. The raven-haired man was stunned, as though he hadn't expected this to happen.
"Moyashi, why did you..."
"You win, Kanda," Allen said between breaths, smiling. "I'm tired. I need to go and rest for a while," He muttered, feeling faint and nauseous as his body started registering the pain inflicted on him. He turned, not wanting to see that look on his face. This was also unexpected. He thought that Kanda always hated him, but his face expression was completely different from what he thought to be. Was he so shocked that he could not see that punch coming?
"Take a good rest, Allen," Lenalee said, pulling the covers over him.
"Thanks, Lenalee."
"Why are you asking a fight from Kanda? What happened?"
Silver eyes widened for a while, before he chuckled softly, turning to stare at the scenery outside the window.
"I probably...want to find myself back, I guess," Allen murmured softly, turning back as he peered at the ceiling for a moment.
"Find...yourself back?"
"You should go back. Lessons are starting right?" She nodded her head, and after telling him that she would come over after her lessons, Lenalee went out of the infimary. He stared at the door, his smile slowly faltering. Allen let out a sigh, ruffling up his messy fringe as he peered at the ceiling above him. It ended up bad, and Kanda was more pissed as usual. It felt good, because he felt that he was getting closer to Kanda. But he was puzzled by himself, wondering why he was rushing through things.
Before he knew it, he had slept through the whole afternoon. The lessons were already over, and he could hear footsteps echoing outside the infirmary as students were going out of the school. Silver eyes fluttered open as the white-haired teen slowly sat up, grimacing slightly as a wave of nausea and giddiness rushed to his head. Lenalee should be coming any moment, but right now, he wanted to be alone.
Allen opened the door and stepped outside, making his way to his locker where he kept his bag. He looked around, making sure that there was no one around. Gripping on his loose shirt where his bruised injury was, he went to the same corridor which was beyond recognition from the results of the previous fight. He approached his locker near the washroom, unlocking it as he opened the door and took his bag out. His vision darkened slightly, and he shook his head in an attempt to see properly.
"Moyashi."
Allen froze, hearing his name from the person he least wanted to see. He turned, seeing Kanda standing at a shattered stone pillar a few metres away from him.
"We need to talk."
From the serious tone in his voice, Kanda must have suspected something. He knew, because he wasn't the only one who was getting closer to him. Through their usual fights and bickers, Kanda had also begun to understand his character and habits inside out, and he knew he wasn't the type to let down his guard at the last moment. He knew he wouldn't want to lose him in a fight, and he was afraid that Kanda might see through him instantly.
"What? I need to go to work..." Allen muttered softly, shutting his locker as he took his bag and took off to the school gates. His mind was switched off, and all he wanted to do was run away from this person.
"Moyashi―"
"You are here, Yuu! Wanna visit the shop that I told you yesterday?" Lavi ran to his side, slinging his arm around his as he popped out the question. Kanda turned to him, and his existence was soon forgotten. Allen took this chance to walk out quietly, wondering whether he should be glad that Lavi came at the right time or disappointed for Kanda's lack of realisation when he did not finish his sentence. What was it that Kanda wanted to say? He was curious to know, but does it really matter? Kanda only wanted to talk to him because of his strange behaviour, that was all.
He slowly felt his chest which hurt all of a sudden. Allen let out a weak chuckle, looking up as he stared at the clear sky. It looked so much foggier than usual.
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He was hesitant in seeing a doctor, but his senses told him that something was wrong with him. Surely Kanda's punch was so strong that it caused his vision to be distorted? Allen almost wanted to laugh at that.
The nurse called his name, and he entered the room. It was deadly silent around him, and he could hear nothing except the soft ticks of the clock hanging by the wall. He faced the doctor who greeted him with a smile and asked him to sit down. The white-haired teen slowly sat down, getting uncomfortable with the doctor's soft gaze as though he was pitying him. But aren't doctors like that? They could only look at their patients with empathy as they told them the diseases that they had.
"Do you have perfect eyesight since birth, Walker?" His doctor, John Winston, asked.
"Yes," He answered.
"No history of myopia or hyperopia in the past?"
"I can see clearly without the need to wear spectacles or contact lenses." The doctor nodded his head, writing down notes on the paper.
"Do you have diabetes?" The doctor asked. The white-haired teen shook his head.
"Are you involved in any accident recently?"
"No," Allen said. The doctor then stood up and gestured him to another table where there was an equipement to check his eyes. After a series of checks, the doctor asked him to come back to his desk as he browsed the documents of the results. He noticed the grim expression on his face, and Allen wondered whether there might be something serious happening to his eyes. Even though he was living alone, he made sure to take three meals per day and took good care of himself.
"From the results shown, it is positive that you have glaucoma." Seeing the confused look in his face expression, the doctor continued to explain,"Glaucoma is a disease of the major nerve of vision, called the optic nerve." The doctor opened a picture of an eye structure for him to see.
"The optic nerve receives light-generated nerve impulses from the retina and transmit them to the brain, where we recognise those electrical signals as vision. Glaucoma is a particular pattern of progressive damage to the optic nerve that generally begins with a subtle loss of side vision, also known as peripheral vision. If it is not treated, it can lead to loss of central vision and blindness."
Allen could only stare in horror as he slowly registered what the doctor had said.
"You mean...I will eventually go blind?" He questioned shakily.
"From the tests that I have done on you just now, it seems that your condition is still around the early stages. You only realise that your vision is turning blurry now?" The doctor asked. Allen just nodded his head in a daze, not knowing how to reply.
"Do you have family history of glaucoma? Do your parents or their previous generations have similar type of illness?"
"I...I don't know. I am adopted by my stepfather. I...do not know who my birth parents are," He replied softly. The only thing he could remember during his childhood days was Mana's hand as he picked him up and took him to his home.
"I see. Do not worry too much, Walker. Glaucoma is a disease that can generally be controlled if it is disgnosed early. I will prescribe eyedrops for you to relieve the pressure and clear away the fluids that has clogged up the channels in your eyes. However, the slight visual loss and nerve damage will be permanent. You will have to wear spectacles for your daily activities," The doctor said with a saddened smile.
"Can it prevent me from blindness?" Allen asked, his hands gripping on his arms tightly in an attempt to stop himself from trembling.
"Like I said, this illness can only be controlled. The only way to maintain your vision is to apply the eyedrop to your eyes and do regular check ups. Doing surgery will help reduce the pressure to your eyes as well, but it can only last for a longer period of time before the problems occur again. For now, I need to observe your condition before considering whether you are suitable to do surgery, which is only for rare severe cases," The doctor explained.
"So that means I still may have certain chance of becoming blind?" Allen murmured weakly. The doctor just smiled as he patted his shoulders gently.
"Do not lose hope, Walker."
Allen walked out of the room in a daze, sinking on an empty chair as he stared ahead blankly, waiting for his turn to get his medicine. He could not believe that this was happening to him. He, who had just reached twenty years of age, was diagnosed with an incurrable disease. The thought of being surrounded by darkness was scaring him. The thought of not able to see the vibrant colours of the beautiful world around him was enough to send trembles along his body.
The thought of him not able to see Kanda again was frightening him terribly. He could survive in any situations given to him, but he doubted he could survive without seeing Kanda again. Tears gradually welled up his eyes, but he cleaned them off sharply as the white-haired teen decided to return home to rest for the day.
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Everyone just stared at him in slight shock as Allen arrived in school with a rather odd fashioned black-framed spectacles worn on his face. Allen grunted in frustration at the weird gazes as he entered the cafeteria, before he was met with three totally stunned expressions from his friends who somehow stopped eating in the process.
"Allen, you..." Lavi was about to speak when he felt a rush of wind whizzing past him.
"...look so cool wearing spectacles! You should have done this a long time ago!" Lenalee squealed as she pounced on him, her arms squeezing him so tightly that his face was turning white. After the redhead helped to separate the two of them, they settled down on their lunch.
"I thought you have perfect eyesight? Why do you wear spectacles all of a sudden?" Lavi asked.
"Hmm, the new trend perhaps? I want to try out to see how it feels like," Allen answered with a smile, eating his plate of speghetti. Kanda was silent throughout the conversation, and he could somehow feel a piercing stare coming from nowhere, but he chose to ignore it.
"Let's go to the shopping district together after school!" Lenalee announced. Lavi agreed readily, while Kanda just stayed silent. Allen swallowed the meatballs down his throat, adjusting his spectacles as he saw through the glass which was correcting his vision. He was seeing things more clearly than before, though he found it a hassle to adjust his spectacles when it drooped down his nose.
After school, the four of them headed down to the nearby shopping district. Lenalee was shrieking in excitement at the banners of sales all over the place, her mind lost in the amount of clothes that she must buy before Christmas. Lavi was dragging the reluctant Kanda to any random shops, and they somehow disappeared without a trace. Allen just stood there, all alone by himself. He let out a sigh, walking along the street as he looked around.
The shouts and cries of people rang at his ears. Birds flew across as they stopped by the lamp posts, staring down at them with small, inquisitive eyes. His eyes gradually captured the beauty of nature around him, and even though it was just a normal street, he felt extremely happy that he was still able to see this.
He blinked, feeling something wet on his face. Allen reached up, his eyes widening as tears began falling from his eyes. His lips started to quiver, his emotions going out of control. He was supposed to be happy that he was still able to see, but why did he have a feeling that all these things will slowly disappear from his sight forever?
"Moyashi."
He turned, and Kanda was there, standing a few metres across him.
Silver eyes slowly widened. He turned around and started walking away, but was stopped abruptly by a hand gripping on his wrist.
"Moyashi."
"Where is Lavi? Aah, I bet he was so engrossed in what he was doing that he did not notice you!" Allen said with a soft laugh.
"Moyashi," Kanda said again, this time with a firmer voice.
"What? Are you depressed that you cannot find him? I think Lavi is somewhere safe, so we don't need to worry about him―"
"ALLEN!"
His mouth stopped in midair, and after a moment, he closed it, forming a weak smile.
"What is it, Kanda?"
"What is wrong with you?"
"Nothing is wrong with me. I am perfectly fine," Allen said, the smile never leaving his face.
"Don't lie to me. You are acting strange lately. The fashion trend is bullshit. You do not need to wear spectacles at all if you have perfect eyesight," Kanda hissed, his grip on his wrist getting painfully tighter.
He bit his lip, almost revealing his true emotions. It was really unfair. They weren't really close to begin with, yet Kanda seemed to know everything about him. His ability of seeing through his thoughts was frightening him. If there weren't any relationship between the both of them, why would Kanda treat him this way? Why was he treating him so nicely even though he did not mean it that way, letting him fall even deeper into this darkness?
"It's true. It is a trend, and I decided to give it a try. Isn't it nice?" Allen asked, showing him his spectacles with a lopsided grin. The grip slowly loosened, his hand sliding down to his palm. He could feel his warmth radiating at his skin, tickling the tip of his fingers. Then, the warmth gradually dissipated, replaced by the cold air of the arriving autumn season. He wondered why he was feeling a little disappointed about this.
"I saw Lavi and Lenalee. Let's go." Allen turned, not waiting for the other to reply. They joined the rest, walking till the end of the street. He walked beside Lenalee and Lavi, laughing along with their lame jokes, and as he glanced behind, he saw Kanda who just followed along, saying nothing. He looked back to the front, his heart aching slightly. It was surprising for Kanda to be concerned for him, and he felt that it was more than enough. At least, Kanda could see him this time.
"Hey, let's go for a round of ice-cream shall we?"
"That is a great idea, Allen! Let's go!" Lavi yelled, slapping his back hardly. The four of them arrived at a traffic junction, waiting for the traffic to turn green. As Lavi and Lenalee was engaging in a conversation, he felt himself being pulled back. His eyes only widened in slight astonishment as he stared into that pair of deep sapphire eyes.
"Is there something wrong with your eyes?"
Allen froze at that question, his heart dropping to the bottom of his stomach.
"What is that supposed to mean?" He slowly laughed out nonchalently, pretending that this wasn't happening.
Lavi and Lenalee stopped talking and turned to the other two as they were starting to quarrel again.
"You know what I am talking about!"
"Yeah, I know! And I have already told you that I want to try the spectacles because of the trend! There is nothing wrong with my eyes!" Allen snapped back, glaring darkly at him. He wondered why he got so angry over a stupid question.
"Why are you getting so agitated, Moyashi? Are you hiding something?" Kanda demanded.
"HA. HA. HA. This is getting funny! The nemesis of my life, Kanda Yuu, is concerned about me! Why do you give a shit about me anyway? I am just someone whom you hated right? So just stick out of my affairs and mind your own business!" Allen snarled angrily. Sapphire eyes just widened in shock as Kanda was at a loss for words, not knowing how to answer back.
At this moment, the traffic light for the pedestrians turned green, flashing a few seconds later.
"Let's go, Lavi, Lenalee!" Allen said as he turned around and started walking across the empty road. He did not know what he was saying at that time, but there was no way he was going to let Kanda know about his illness.
As he was crossing halfway, his vision suddenly started to blur into something unrecognisable. His eyes widened in shock as he slowly stopped, seeing a blank of white and several flickers of green in front of him.
Everything seemed to come to a standstill.
"ALLEN!"
He could only hear Lenalee's voice, before he felt himself flying in the air. He heard a low screeching noise, before he landed on the cold, cement road with a loud thud, his spectacles thrown a few metres away.
Glaucoma: An eye disease in which the optic nerve is damaged in a characteristic pattern. This can permanently damage vision in the affected eye(s) and lead to blindness if left untreated. It is normally associated with increased fluid pressure in the eye―Wikipedia
Hello everyone! As I have said in my updated profile (if anyone read on it), I have written a new story to divert myself from other stories for a while. Of course, I will not abandon my stories as I am figuring out what to write next. I am doing a final edit for stories Rewind and Between the Sky and You since the idea is already been set. For Blue Butterfly, I'm sorry to say that because the next chapter is rather difficult to write out (I wrote out the chapter many times but none is able to portray the feelings that I want) so I need a longer time to publish it.
Please review and tell me your opinions about the first chapter. Everything is deeply appreciated :) Sorry for the grammar and vocabulary mistakes. Please correct me if there is any.
-SingingBlues