Dark blue eyes stared at the white ceiling
"Tch, stupid brat" '
His chest felt crashed and it wasn't the visible pain he was used to. His hands were slightly trembling.
You're so naïve
He told him that thousands of times. Yet the boy still thought that this world contained something called happiness. The hope that boy had was unbelievable, annoying, it irritated him to no end.
He covered his eyes with his hand.
Even now he could hear the brats voice yelling at him.
"It's Allen!" the kid glared at him "Bakanda! "
"Are you that brainless, to not even remember a name!"
He chuckled, for a few mere seconds he thought he had founded something to live for, but life was unfair.
He'd seen enough of the world to know that.
The last thing he wanted was showing this pathetic side, so he stood up. Walking out of the white room. The wounds were hurting him, but it didn't stop him from going to Komui's office.
He didn't had any hope. The thing he would hear was the thing he had seen.
Yet, he wanted someone to confirm it.
His hand firmly holding to door. He had the urge to smash it.
He didn't want to open it. The feeling in his chest made it hard to breath.
Wait
He heard something.
Something that eased the sore place in his chest.
He was sure,
Kanda threw the door open "Moyashi.."
A pair of silver eyes locked with his.
"Tch." He smashed the brat against the wall. "dare to do that again"
Allen glared furiously "Is this how you thank someone for saving your ass?"
"I didn't ask you to do it" Kanda looked at the boy, his hands and chest were mostly covered in bandage.
Komui startled by Kanda tried to ease the tension between them. "Kanda! Good to see you! How are you?"
Kanda glared "get out" he spat. "but it's my office" Komui muttered softly when he turned to the door .
"itch, I have enough bruises'" Allen tried to stand up. Kanda gripped his wrist and pushed his arms around Allen.
Muffled protest was heard by the boy, but he kept silence when he felt a hand ruffle threw his hair.
"Stupid brat"