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Something was wrong. He should have been back by now. 'Allen, you'd better not be dead..'. In a matter of minutes he pulled up to Allen's workplace, Golden City Noah Inc. He noticed that half of the building had its lights on. More importantly, one part of the half was Allen's quadrant. 'Shit!' Kanda ran inside.
He rushed up the stairs to Allen's office. No one. Every room down that hall-not even a janitor. To the break room. He opened the door and couldn't believe what he saw. Rope dug mercilessly into the pale, tender skin. He was stripped naked and covered in red and blue bruises from the back down. As he turned the younger over he saw that Allen was barely conscious, a gag in his mouth and a nasty red bruise forming on his right cheek where he had been slapped. A trail of white and red had dried on his thighs and was still pooling onto the floor.
Taking out the plastic gag and cutting off the ropes, he wrapped Allen in a black woolen towel from the storage closet and took them home, after laying him down gently and securely in the passenger's seat.
Even after multiple investigations and searches, no evidence whatsoever could be found...
After a long while of unnerving silence, Kanda found it in himself to speak. He sat beside Allen and held him close, waiting for the other to calm down a bit more before starting. ''Who..'' He started, voice dangerously low, ''Who fucking did this..Allen..who the hell did this to you?''
A/N: For some reason I can't type an exclaimation mark..