It was a sad dreary evening with grey clouds that cried over the big city. People raced down streets in their cars trying to get home so they could get out of the rain. No one took notice of a little boy sitting against a wall with his knees propped up and arms curled around himself protectively. No, that wasn't true, people did notice him but as soon as they saw his dirty clothes and long matted black hair they moved on without another look. It was just another orphan among all the others in their minds.

His parents had abandoned him a couple of days ago for an abundance of excuses and he hadn't left the spot since. His body yearned for food and water but he stayed in his spot. He was waiting but he didn't know for what. Maybe it was for someone to notice him, to help him. Maybe for his parents to change their minds and come back. Or perhaps he was just waiting to die because he didn't want to live his life as an orphan. Whatever the reason was, he stayed in the same position and stared forward with blank black eyes, not really looking at anything particular.

Suddenly a shadow passed over him and he looked up to see a girl with short white hair and startling grey eyes that seemed to stare right through him standing in front of him. She was very dirty and she wasn't wearing any shoes but the boy couldn't help but think that she was the most beautiful person he had ever seen. It was her eyes, the way they stared down at him unjudgingly, reflecting all his feeling back at him, tell him silently that she understood him.

"You look cold, here come with me and I'll take you somewhere warm and safe." The girl said with a soft voice as she kneeled down and placed a hand on the boy's arm. The warmth that spread throughout the limb didn't go unnoticed.

"Why?" The boy asked, wanting to know why she had noticed him when no one else had for two days. The girl tilted her head and bit her lip in thought.

"Because no one should have to be alone." She finally answered simply and she gently grabbed both the boy's arms and pulled him up. Then she grabbed his hand and began to lead him away from his desolate spot. The boy tightened his hand around hers like it was his only life line, which in a way it was.

"What's your name?" The boy inquired quietly and she gave him a smile that could rival the sun.

"Allen. What's yours?"

"Yu Kanda, although I prefer to be called Kanda." The girl nodded in understanding.

"Well, Kanda, it's a pleasure to meet you. How old are you?"

"13."

"I'm 12 but I'll be 13 soon!" Allen said proudly.

"Were you abandoned too?" Kanda asked, wanting to keep the girl talking even if it meant he had to too. He generally hated talking to people it was one of the reasons he was abandoned; he was anti-social.

"Yes," Allen responded without a trace of dejection in her voice. "Everyone you're about to meet is an orphan or homeless."

"Ah." Kanda said quietly, silently pleased that he wasn't the only one who had been rejected by society.

"Don't worry, you'll fit right in. We are all family," Allen said wistfully, coming to a stop. "We're here."

Kanda looked up to see an old abandoned building that looked like it had once been a shop. It was two stories high and all the windows and door was boarded up with rotting boards of wood.

"Is it safe?" Kanda couldn't help asking and Allen giggled.

"Yes. It's been abandoned for years and I think the city forgot about it since no one's torn it down yet." Allen explained as she led him to the side of the building where there was a hole through the wall that was just big enough for them to slip through. The entire first floor that they entered into was one giant room with a dozen or so people huddling in the middle. Most of them were little kids but some were teenagers around his age and older and there were even a couple of adults.

"You're back!" A little kid cried as she hugged Allen who let go of Kanda's hand to hug her back.

"Mei-Ling this is Kanda, Kanda this Mei-Ling although you can call her Mei." Allen introduced.

"Hi." The girl greeted cheerfully with a smile.

"Che." Was Kanda's only reply making the girl pout.

"He's just nervous. Why don't you go get him some food I'm sure that will cheer him up." Allen said and the girl nodded before she ran up some stairs that Kanda hadn't noticed before. Kanda allowed himself to be led by Allen to the circle of strangers who all gave Allen a smile and some sort of greeting. "Hello everyone! This is Kanda and he'll be joining us from now on!"

There was a chorus of greetings but Kanda ignored them, glaring at anyone who came to close to him. The only one he wanted to talk to was Allen, not all these strangers. Mei-Ling appeared with a small loaf of bread which Kanda gratefully accepted. As he ate he watched Allen begin to tuck everyone into old ragged blankets and towels, making sure the youngest were in the middle of the circle and the older the farthest.

"It's an unspoken rule," Allen explained when she saw that Kanda was watching her. "The youngest or the sick get to stay in middle where it's warmest since they get sick more easily."

"Smart." Kanda commented as he finished the last of the bread. It wasn't enough to fill him but his body was still happy to get some form of substance in it. Allen walked back over to him, a blanket in her hand.

"We should get some sleep. This blanket's big enough to share if you want," She said shyly, looking a little embarrassed. "Or if it makes you uncomfortable I can try to find another one.

"It's fine." Kanda reassured as he crawled under the hole filled blanket beside her and lying down so he faced her.

"Good night Kanda, I hope you have sweet dreams." Allen chimed with a tired smile before she closed her eyes. Kanda blinked in surprise. He never thought he would hear those words ever again, the last and only person to say them was his Mom.

"Same to you." Kanda whispered softly and he watched Allen in wonder. To think, earlier he had been expecting to die but this girl had noticed and him and even brought him to a place he could live in. He would never have a normal life or be back with his parents ever again but if this angel stayed with him, he didn't mind.

"Thank you." Kanda whispered faintly so she wouldn't hear before he closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Please review and tell me this is worth continuing. I'm a little self concious about this story.