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Full Summary: Set in the modern day Kanda starts at a new school as a transfer student. On arrival he finds that this school is a little different from his previous ones and has a lot too do with the past he tries so hard to forget. He has and never will forgive himself for leaving Allen behind to die all those years ago. But here, in this new school with a fresh start, can he make up for his past mistakes and repair a broken bond and faith?

Broken Faith
Chapter 1 - Transfer Student

Running as fast and hard as he could, he glanced over his shoulder to see if the pursuers had gained at all. They had. The tiny figure he dragged along side him was tiring fast, heavy pants easily heard over his own. He knew the boy was sick, could feel the clamminess of the tiny hand that held his own, and easily remembered the state the younger child had been in just earlier that evening.

All the white corridors looked the same, lit by the identical florescent lights, making him feel like an insect in a pristine world. The boy beside him finally tripped over nothing, went down, and did not get back up. He pulled on his arm, trying to gain some kind of response, but, when receiving none, fell to his knees beside him and turned him over so he lay on his back. The shirtless boy's ribs jutted out of the flesh pulled tight over bones. The stomach was a concave, the chest above lurching in and out trying to get air into the resisting lungs. A pair of glassy grey eyes gazed sightlessly up at the ceiling and fever sweat dampened hair clung to the child's face.

Putting his hand on the ground to lean forwards, he quickly withdrew the appendage to find a wet, red, sticky substance now staining his hand. A small pool had already formed next to the badly bandage, savaged left arm. He had torn the child's shirt to ribbons as substitute bandages at the lack of anything better to use. That was how they had been found so quickly. The drops of blood had left a trail straight to them, whilst also weakening the already frail boy. The only kind researcher had already stayed behind to try and hold the guards off, but had obviously failed.

Mana had taken a strange liking to his charge at the research lab, and had come to look on the brunet with the similar mind set of a father. This was what had led to him organising the escape plan for the two of them. The researcher had known what the consequences would be if they were ever caught, but he could also understand why the man was going to the extent he was for the boy that had also softened his own heart.

The younger child had only been introduced to him in the attempt to control his violent attitude towards all the employees. They thought if he grew attached to someone, threatening this other person would make him much more willing to listen to their orders after their threats towards him and the harsh beatings and punishments had failed. They had chosen well and the other boy had soon sneaked though his heart's defences to take over a surprisingly large portion of what he had thought, along with most others, to be frozen wastelands.

However they had also underestimated him. Instead of him becoming weaker from his new attachment, he had found new strength, strength enough that they could no longer separate the two of them even when ordered to, as Kanda refused to see the other go, or let others harm him anymore than the experiments already did.

He glanced up from his red hand to see that the guards were now startlingly close. Survival instincts kicking in, and he jumped up and pulled out his sword, much too long for his small form, but he had trained with it for many hours. However at a closer look it was obvious he could not defeat all the men heading their way. Running on pure instinct, he slid the weapon back into its sheath, and then turned to run, but stopped at the whimper which reached his ears.

"...uu" He turned slowly, the glazed over grey orbs stared up at him in defeat. "Y...Y...Yuu?" Through his panic he knew he wanted nothing more than to stay with the other child, but at the same time he knew the only thing that awaited attempted escapees was death and his body automatically, beyond his control, moved to stop things coming to that dire conclusion. "Yuu? Yuu? Yuu!" His name was repeated over and over and was eventually cut off by a hair raising scream of pain which was also cut off too soon for it to mean anything good. Tears streamed down his face, but there was day light up ahead, and he did not turn back.

Kanda woke with a start, he was sweating harshly, and quickly whipped away the offending tear that had escaped for under his lid.

"Every damn night." He whispered. After a few more moments of just sitting and gripping the sheets in a death grip, he sighed. "Shower."

-x-

At a more suitable hour in the morning he walked onto the school grounds, through the large iron gates at the entrance. Students milled around, some chatting, a particularly large group hanging in the shade of a tree, and others heading towards the school building. Inspecting the structure, he had to admit he was impressed. All of the schools he had been to in the past had been the ugly modern monstrosities that had had more glass than actual walls, which was a major flaw in the design considering the heat of the Japanese summers. This school however was in a large town but set in a rather rural area, and appeared to have originally been some king of grand house made from stone. It did not even look Japanese. Kanda Yuu stared up at what would be his new school, until he got kicked out and thrown into the next one that thought they could handle him.

It was not like he tried to get expelled, in fact he quite enjoyed school and learning, not that he would ever tell anyone that. However it seemed to be the way things always worked out. The first time he had been framed by some bastard bullies who had thought they could pick on him. When they realised they had bit off more than they could chew they had ran to the nearest teacher and told her the reverse of the situation. The second had been an incident with a girl. She seemed to have had a crush on him and asked him out back to confess, he supposed, after all it never got round to that. They had turned up. The girl witnessed the whole thing and by the next day there was a rumour going round he was involved in the mafia and he had been politely informed by the Headmaster that he was no longer welcome. After that he had lost track of how many schools he had been to across the country. The latest incident, however, he could still remember. Some idiot had said his hair was girly. Need this be explained any further?

Glancing up at the building one last time, he headed towards the front entrance, with a handy little sign on the door, claiming it to lead to the reception. He opened the heavy oak doors and walked up to a desk on the left side of the small room on the other side. A young woman with long pale hair, twisted into hundreds of thin plaits, which spilled down her back, and over the edge of the office chair, was sitting, reading a collection of papers that were spread out over her desk, with a phone pressed to her ear, talking to the person on the other end. He stood before her, crossing his arms in annoyance. After a few moments of her not noticing his presence he sighed exasperatedly, just as the door he had come through boomed shut. Startled, the lady looked up and smiled brightly at him, holding up a finger to indicate he should wait just a moment. After another minute she finally said good bye to the person on the other end and hung up. She then beamed up at him.

"Hey. How can I help you? You wouldn't be the transfer student, would you?" She said in a surprisingly soft, gentle voice.

"Che. Yes."

"Well then, Yuu-kun, if you could follow me please."

"It's Kanda." After a questioning look from the woman who was half way through rising from her chair, he elaborated. "Don't call me by my first name."

"All right dear. Come with me and I'll take you to the Principal's office. My name's Miss. Hevlaska. Mr. Reever and I are Komui's secretaries. Ah, right this way." She said as she walked through a door, gesturing for him to follow. "Komui-san. Komui-san! Geez! Lenalee's getting married." She finally said in a bored tone. Abruptly a mountain, of what Kanda had assumed to be a stack of papers, fell forwards to reveal both a desk and a man who stood howling with tears streaming down his face.

"Lenalee! How could you leave me? How could you do this to your doting brother? Why?" At the last word he fell forwards to sob on top of his now clear desk. An exasperated sigh, from beside him, gave Kanda he impression this happened a lot.

"Komui-san, everything's fine. I'm sure Lenalee is at the student council preparing with the rest of the members for the beginning of another year." A few sniffs later Komui's head re-emerged from his arms.

"You sure?"

"Yes. Now come on, this is Kanda, the transfer student Reever told you about." This seemed strange to Kanda, after all, should it not have been the Headmaster who approved and organised his transfer? Of course from what he had seen so far he could already guess that the Head was not the organised sort.

"Ah, Kanda! Tiedoll's son. I remember now! How is good old Tiedoll, haven't seen him in years, is he still painting?"

"He's still up to his usual stuff, that over emotional, old man." Kanda grumbled.

"Good to hear, good to hear! Now where on earth did I put those transfer papers...?"

"Komui-san, I gave them to Reever so you wouldn't lose them. We didn't want another incident like with Allen..."

"Oh, well go get him then!" Once Hevlaska had left the room, Komui turned his attention back to his new student. "So then," he began, folding his hands and placing them under his chin, "Tiedoll told me a lot about you." Kanda immediately stiffened, but other than that no emotion crossed his face.

"..."

"In particular, about where you're from..." Kanda's hand instantly went to his side, reaching under his conveniently long coat to the weapon that lay beneath. However, before he had the chance to complete his intended actions, he froze at the next statement that left his new Headmaster's mouth. "There's no need for the use of Mugen. I belong to an organisation that opposes N.O.A.H., the Black Order... I don't know if you've heard of us?" He finally asked into the sceptical silence that followed. A curt shake of the head led Komui to raise his eyebrows in surprise. "You mean to tell me General Tiedoll didn't tell you anything?"

"Either shut your god damn mouth or tell me what's going on." Said Kanda, using his lowest and most threatening tone. Komui unconsciously gulped uneasily, before beginning his explanation.

"General Tiedoll has been working with the Black Order for a great number of years. Our job is to oppose N.O.A.H. in any way feasible, slowing their progress and limiting their influences, on the world in general, as much as possible. We are fairly good at what we do, and over the last decade, or so, have become international, to keep up with N.O.A.H.'s own growth." Komui paused, letting Kanda process what he had heard so far. "General Tiedoll, as his title suggests, is a high ranking agent within the Black Order, and therefore is at liberty to complete tasks as he sees fit, not needing to contact us all that often. General is the highest status that can be obtained by an agent. There are currently only six who have achieved the honour of the title." Again Komui pause.

"Che, get on with it." Kanda said with obvious irritation.

"Well, General Tiedoll called me a couple of weeks ago informing me of your situation. I was quite shocked, you see this was the first anyone here had heard of you, and Tiedoll was quick to explain that he had hoped you could lead a normal life after everything you went though, however there were no more schools willing to take you on with your rather...dubious record. So he resorted to coming to us for help." Drumming his fingers lightly on the table the Headmaster continued. "You know you aren't the first General Tiedoll saved from them, there were two others, although they didn't nearly go through as much as you. You probably met them a few times, although you wouldn't have known they were agents. Daisya and Marie?" Komui looked on in expectancy, but was disappointed to only receive a slight deepening of the frown that had already been permanently in place. "Well Daisya was being transported to a research lab when Tiedoll intercepted the truck, before anything had even been done to him. Marie, on the other hand, was saved during a raid on one of their secret labs. They came here, shortly after their rescues, to train and what not." At some point during the conversation Hevlaska must have re-entered the room, for she now stepped forwards and laid out three pieces of paper on top of the dark wooden desk. "Ah, here we are. You will need to sign these, the usual papers when moving to a new school I assure you, after all, the Black Order doesn't exist... completely off the records. If you catch my drift..."

"Che." Kanda took the ball point pen, which was being held out to him by the secretary, and stepped forwards, reading the documents carefully before adding his signature to the appropriate places.

"Now, just a few more things before someone shows you round the buildings. There are the usual classes in place throughout the school, of a similar structure to every other school in the country. However, there is also class X. This is made up of people who are aware of the Order, due to various circumstances. In fact several of the members are also agents. You will be joining this class. Whilst the uniform will remain the same, you will also be allowed to customise it, as long as it gives you some kind of advantage in the training you take. Also, all student of that class must wear a badge to identify them as members." Hevlaska walked over to a filing cabernet sitting randomly towards the left side of the room, not pressed against any walls. On top was a box which she brought down and plucked a shiny metal object out of before discarding the box on the ground and walking back to them, dropping a silver broach into Kanda's hand. "You need to wear it on your right breast pocket, or left to you." Kanda pinned it in place under the two's gaze. "I'll just be showing you to the student council's room then..."

"Oh no you don't!" A new voice joined the conversation. A man had just entered the room. "You have a tonne of paper work to be getting on with, and I don't intend to let you anywhere near Lenalee until you're finished."

"Noooooooooo! But I need my precious Lenalee's coffee! What can I possible do without it?" The new man quickly blocked Komui's attempted dash to the door.

"Hevlaska, could you please take Kanda to them yourself, Komui has a lot of work to be getting on with, and it appears I will need to supervise him."

"Sure Reever-san, good luck. Please follow me Kanda-kun." With that Kanda and Hevlaska left Reever to deal with the now hysterical Komui, and the later led the younger through a maze of corridors and past countless rooms before they stood before another grand door similar to the one into the Headmaster's office. Hevlaska knocked smartly on it before opening it and stepping into the room beyond.

Following into the room, which was a lot larger than what he had been expecting, Kanda saw it was mostly taken up by a large conference style table, but on the other side of the table was a cluster of armchairs and sofas to sit, chat and relax in. The room was empty.

"Oh dear, where could they possible all have gone?" Hevlaska chewed on her lip. "Someone should show up in the next few minutes, do you mind waiting on your own? I really must get back to reception; I'm expecting a call from HQ sometime this morning..."

"Che."

"Thanks! If any of them ask what you're doing here, say you're waiting for Lenalee Lee, she'll show you round. Kay?" And with that she hurried out the room and down the corridor.

After a few moments Kanda decided he might as well make himself comfortable while he waited, and headed over to one of the arm chairs, but came to a halt when the front of the sofa came into view, which's back had been to the door. There appeared to be a student curled up asleep on the cushions. Someone had obviously thrown a blanket over the figure, as he was thoroughly tucked in, with someone's jumper folded and placed under the head. Kanda tentatively guessed the figure to be male, but was only speculating as he was facing the other way and had a hood up. This also made Kanda suppose he was a member of class X as the uniform had been customised: the hood was not part of the original dress code. What the boy's excuse was, on the other hand, he had no idea, accept, maybe, he specialised in tailing people, so did not want people seeing his face...? What seemed more important to him at that moment, however, was waking the brat so he could find out wherever this Lenalee was so he could get on with things. He was just about to kick him off the sofa when the door creaked as it re-opened.

"Allen-kun? You awake?" Came a soft, whispered voice. "Oh!" Kanda looked over the back of the sofa, to see a young girl with two pigtails, probably the same age as himself, poking her head round the edge of the door. She was clearly shocked by his presence, but her eyes soon narrowed in suspicion. He quickly realised that he was still leaning over the sofa where she must know this Allen guy was sleeping.

"I was told to wait here for Lenalee." He said in explanation, as he smugly realised he had been correct on the sleeper's gender, if the name was anything to go by.

"I'm Lenalee." The girl replied cautiously. "And you are...?"

"Kanda."

"Oh! The transfer! Right, I'd better show you where all your classrooms are then. Did Komui-nee-san give you your timetable and locker number?" Kanda began to shake his head, but it appeared Lenalee had suddenly taken to staring intently at his chest. A little exasperated, he was about to make some icy remark until her next words. "No need. Class X, huh? You can just follow me around for the day." She pointed to the silver cross that was pinned too her own chest. She glanced up at the clock briefly before continuing. "There's still time to go get you a locker before morning registration. Come on." She walked back out the room and he followed.

They soon arrived in a small room empty other that a single wall covered by a block of lockers, seven across and three up. Lenalee led the way up to one on the far left, a top locker that was already unlocked with the door hanging open half way. She reached in, took a single key that had been sitting inside, and held it out to Kanda, which he took and threw a few things into the metal container before locking it and pocketing the key.

"Okay, first thing we have home room, then geography. After break we have chemistry and after lunch-" She was interrupted by someone else entering the room.

"...Kay. See you later Tammy." A girly giggle followed the suggestive sentence and a red head walked in.

"Hey Lavi!"

"Ah, Lena-lady! What a fine day it is! Let's go frolic in the sun~!" The boy threw his arm over Lenalee's shoulder and grinned manically before noticing Kanda's presence. "Oh! And who's this? Surely this can't be your secret lover! I don't blame you, what with the way Komui is, but you didn't tell little old me?" At this he pretended to sob, but finally turned so Kanda could see him straight on and was a little amused that this Lavi person had a large and very obvious black patch covering his left eye.

"Lavi!" Lenalee cried indignantly. "This is the transfer student. I'm showing him round!"

"Sure, sure, whatever you say Lenalee-chan." Then his eye darted around the room in an attempt to find something before coming to rest on the girl once more. "So, what've you done with dear little Allen?"

"He was still sleeping."

"Poor Allen. Cross really must have gotten into deep shit again."

"Yeah, he said something about never even getting to bed last night! Apparently he got the money, then got chased by the guys from the casino and then got lost! I don't think he even got home till sometime this morning, and even then he had to come to school."

"Yeah, well I'd better go wake him up, he'll freak if he misses any of the lessons... How was he? - Before he went to sleep, as in."

"Just Allen." She bit down on her lip nervously. "I wouldn't have left him alone, but..." A frown appeared on Lavi's face, distorting it and deepening as the seconds went by. Kanda looked on in increasing frustration as he tried, unsuccessfully, to find meaning behind their evasive words.

"Well I'd better go then. Nice meeting you Yuu-chan! See you around!" And with that the red head ran out the room and out of sight leaving a fuming Kanda, and Lenalee, who was nervously giggling, behind. Underneath it all, Kanda couldn't shake the feeling that the red head had been worried.

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