Something almost too simple and straightforward coming from me XD But it feels so refreshing amidst the mess of sleeplessness I suffer from these days. Slight spoilers from chapter 185. Allen's POV~
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I like them. Rabi and Kanda. They are interesting people in a black and white world.
Rabi beckons me to practice. His fingers are long and straight, like flesh wrapped over bone and skin wrapped over flesh. The nails are short and blunt, he has a way of moving them that gives the soul a yearning to follow.
I shake my head and say that Marie has already worn me out.
The words leave on a string not connected to the mind. And I almost feel mechanical.
He smiles, nods. And runs along, back to the crowd where Kanda stands, waiting. I can almost see the impatience that can curl the ends of his hair. He has Mugen loose in a clutch and it sways dangerously to drop to the ground. Only it doesn't, it never does. Because Kanda is a boss that is difficult to please.
Rabi stands at ease. Kanda strikes with ease.
There is chattering of everyone that envelops the room. I hear the breathing of two.
Then things come into focus.
People. They make a wall of stale human flesh. Surrounding Rabi, cornering Kanda, blocking them from sight.
Butterflies beat their wings in confinement. I feel uneasy, staring at two men for too long and turn away.
XXX Kuro
There is a gayness to Allen that I just can't shake off. ;P