When Day Meets Night.

Chapter one.

Allens POV.

You think you've had a good life or even a pretty shitty one? Don't think you're the only one ya know. My names Allen Walker, I'm about 5"7 (I dare you to call me short) and I'm 18. I've actually been 18 for a long time; I was born in London, England in 1887 on the 25 of December and died on the 12 of April 1905. Yeah I know your confused, the years like what 2008 already nearly 2009, I should be 121, well technically I am but physically I'm 18, frozen in time at the age of 18, you may have guessed by know what I am, yeah you got it a vampire, and yes we do exist, no crosses don't scare us I actually quite like 'em hah, and we can go out in daylight and sunlight doesn't hurt, it just….. Well that's another matter and before you ask garlic doesn't do a thing, well it does stink a bit but it wont repel us so easily. We live in America now near to nowhere in particular, we as in my family and me. We live in the biggest house you have ever seen. We choose to live further out from the humans nearer the forests; you see we try not to hunt humans too much, so the next best thing is? Yeah you guessed it, the wildlife, not as good but it's better than nothing I guess. I am at New York University right now studying Literature, I guess this is were the story starts, when he opened the door to the room and a breeze blew his scent gently across the room, strong yet subtle a mix of steel and jasmine.

End of pov.

The door shut with a low thud and the breeze halted, but Allen now sat rigid in his seat. He heard the feet of the boy walk slowly down the isle between the raised seats, he came to the front and turned right, his long black hair held in its high ponytail swaying slightly, Allen could hear his heartbeat, smell his delicious scent and was now staring at the boy his face masked with slight curiosity whilst he fought with his instinct to grab said boy and run,

'No, no, no.' he thought as the boy walked closer and with each step Allen was closer to losing to his senses, he gripped the table with his left hand and felt the metal giving way to his inhuman strength, he bent it back into shape trying not to be noticed, the boy had passed by and was now seated at the back. Allen could hear his every breath, every pulse and the way he allowed his books to fall onto the desk blew his scent in the wrong direction, towards Allen. Allen clenched his teeth, his jaw becoming hard. He turned to see the boy more clearly. He met dark cobalt blue eyes, he saw the slight tilt to the boys' eyes, the harsh scowl his lips made, his olive shin the way his chin was shaped, his slender neck. His eyes stopped there and with a lot of determination his eyes went back to the dark ones. They were staring back, the scowl on the boys face had lessened slightly as he stared at Allen.

The dark eyed teen, called Kanda Yu, had only just sat down in his class and gotten ready to work when he felt a pair of eyes on him, he raised his head and met Light silver blue eyes, he stared back frozen, the boy was looking him over. Kanda couldn't help but look over the boys face, his pale complexion, his pale eyes, the way his face looked as if he'd just lost all of his baby fat and showed delicate looking cheek bones, his like pink lips that could be compared to sakura blossom. He met his eyes again and noticed to scar over his left eye, scar? Maybe it was a tattoo. Then he saw the boy was looking at him with a frown forming and his eyebrows rose slightly, then the boy whipped around as the teacher strode in. This staring confrontation had only lasted a few seconds but to both of the boys it felt as if it had gone on forever.

"Okay today we will be looking into themes and symbolism in J.D. Salinger's 'The Catcher in the Rye.' Can anyone who has bothered to read the book tell me one very prominent theme in the book?"

Kanda saw the white haired boy slowly put up his hand,

"There is a theme of innocence and how Holden wishes to protect this innocence."

Kanda was hypnotised by this boys voice, it sounded like a heavenly song to his ears, and he was now staring at the back of the boys' head.

"Yes good Mr Walker, that's a key theme in this novel, and now Mister Kanda can you tell me a theme or symbol you picked up on?"

Kanda looked up at the teacher and spoke,

"The red hunting hat the Holden buys is a symbol of his like of the strange and different and when he wares it, it symbolises his self induced alienation."

"Yes that's good." The teacher turned to the board and started writing, Allen had listened to Kandas' voice with such attention he heard every breath he took and the way his deep voice had moved around the room. The rest of the class seemed to take an eternity to both Allen and Kanda. But then after and hour of note taking the teacher closed his notes,

"Alright that's it for today, time to go."

Allen was up from his chair and out of the room before most students had finished packing away their books. Kanda watched as Allen left the room,

'He moves so gracefully, like he's flying,' as kanda was watching, Allen turned and met eyes with him, his face was emotionless ad then he was gone.

Kanda sighed,

"Yu-chan!!"

"Don't call me by my first name baka-usagi",

The red head full on tackle-hugged Kanda,

"How was your class Yu?"

Kanda looked at his friend Lavi, he looked away and thought for a second and caught sight on the white haired boy meeting with a tall darker skinned man, they met eyes again then the boy called Walker disappeared again. Kanda sighed again,

"It was fine," he said in a confused voice. Lavi had looked at what had taken Kandas attention,

"Ah yeah the big guy was in my class, creepy dude but had a weird aura round 'im, his name was Tiki or something."

By now Lavi had straightened up and was looking at his friend with a concerned face,

"Com'on I'm hungry lets get to the canteen for lunch, ohh I have History after lunch what about you Yu?"

"Practical art."

They headed off in the direction of the canteen, both thinking, Kanda; about the white haired boy and Lavi; wondering what was on the menu today.

"Allen, are you ok?"

Tiki was staring down at his elder brother, wondering what the matter could be.

"Tiki, erm, have you ever found yourself in the situation where, some one smells so much better than everything else, so much so it blocks all you senses and.."

Tiki cut him off,

"Yes"

Allen was surprised, "What?!? When?"

"In my Modern studies class."

"Really?"

"Yeah his scent hit me, he smelt of books and Cloves" Tiki said with a serene smile on his face. Allen stared at him incredulously.

"You too huh?"

Allen started, and then sat down at their usual table.

"Tiki, you don't seem to mind it was a boy who smells so to you"

"I don't really, no" he laughed, scaring some people sitting nearby, "Ha-ha woops, better keep the mood light in here huh." He smiled at Allen. Tiki had this special power, he could control the moods of people, make them feel as if they were confronted by their worst nightmare or calm and happy like in their happiest dreams, your wondering if Allen is 'special' like this too? Well he can see things for what they really are with his left eye, he can see through lies and see what a person truly fears, over all his eye sees all. Allen felt Tikis gift going into affect and the atmosphere in the room lightened, felt by everyone.

"What about you Allen, I saw you staring at that tall, dark haired boy."

If Allen could have blushed he would be bright red right now, but Tiki had to do with being amused with Allen's' mask slipping to show a bewildered and panicky look.

"Ye-yeah so what?"

Allen pouted, when Tiki laughed,

"Tiki-nii what are you doing to poor Allen san?"

They had now been joined by their sisters Linali and Road who was now clinging to he arm. Allen stared warningly at Tiki who spoke "Nothing" through a subdued laugh. The four siblings sat together through-out lunch, Road warning them when Kanda or Lavi stared over at them Road had a way of seeing the future, but these futures could change as soon as the person chose to change their decision, oh and lets not forget Linali, she can run faster than anyone and her legs are very powerful, she took up kickboxing but had to leave the class since she almost killed some of her fellow students.

Lavi and Kanda spent lunch chatting one-sidedly and kept glancing quickly over at that table. When time came for their classes they all strode off. Unlucky for Allen, Kanda was in his practical art class too. Unluckily for Lavi he had Tiki in his History class, and for both sets the only free seat were next to each other, and in unison Lavi and Allen said,

"Now I'm in hell!"


OK that's all for now, comments are appreciated and if you want me to continue please say so \/ ^_^

I do not own J.D. Salinger's The Catcher in the Rye, all rights to J.D.