Something that made it even worse.
Learning to be an exorcist under Cross was tough enough on its own. But it gets even better/worse when Kanda comes along... erk!
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"Master, who is this?"
"Allen, meet your new fellow apprentice, Kanda"
Cross pushed a boy, with long blue hair and a fancy sword toward Allen. "Now be nice while I go meet up with this hot babe at the bar!" Without even noticing the dismay on Allen's face, Cross just turned and left the scowling Kanda with Allen.
"Does that jerk do that often?" scowled Kanda.
Allen sighed deeply. "Unfortunately, yes. So...hello! I'm Allen Walker, and ..."
Kanda turned a dark eye toward Allen that cut him off. "Don't care. Just keep away from me, Beansprout."
So, following that...rocky beginning, Allen strived to making friends with Kanda, but basically their conversations went something like:
Allen: Soo, Kanda! Why cha call that sword Mugen?
Kanda: Would you like me to show you what Mugen can do to a person tied up and gagged?
Allen:...
So, you can guess how they got along.
It didn't take long for Kanda to realise how being apprenticed with Cross could have possibly been one of the worse decisions he made in his life.
-SLAM-
"What the h—" started Kanda. A bunch of goons just knocked the door down. "I just cleaned that!"
"WHERE'S THAT BASTD CROSS," yelled the pile of glowing muscle Kanda assumed was the boss.
"Yoz, you people! Using coarse language in front of a bunch of innocent children?! WHAT THE IS WRONG WITH YOU ING of a !!"
" !!"
Allen just stood there wide-eyed. He didn't think Kanda would have such a colourful vocabulary. He hoped Kanda would have as much guts in that skinny frame.
"Kanda..."
"WHAT, BEANSPROUT?!" Kanda snapped in reply.
"Those are debtors, to collect Master's...gulp...debts." Pulling Kanda toward him, he hissed, "those guys have huge, sharps knives..."
"How would you know how sharp they are, moyashi?"
Allen swallowed. Kanda then saw the just healed red line across his throat. That would have creeped out any kid, but not THIS kid. "I see. Here, I'll get 'em with Mugen, while you hide here like the little coward you are."
Allen scowled. He didn't think the skinny proud shrimp with a blue mop on his head would last for more than 3 seconds. He also didn't think that Kanda needed to know that Allen usually just gambled his way out of it. Some things were better left unsaid. After all, Allen didn't mind if Kanda died or anything. His love for humans didn't really extend to proud fools...at least, not when he only knew the guy for 4 days.
Kanda reached for Mugen. He then jumped up with amazing inhuman speed (Allen had suspicions if he was human or not in the first place) and within 3 seconds, the only person standing was the blue haired guy, without a single sweatdrop on his pale face, surrounded by red blood on the floor and the goons out the door.
Kanda slid Mugen back into its sheath with an eerie hiss. "Darn, I just cleaned the floor."
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So, after the two teens mopped up the mess on the floor of the inn, Cross arrived home, drunk and smelling strangely of women's perfume. Kanda was furious.
"Master," he sneered, "some goons came into the rooms and nearly killed beansprout and I just about an hour ago!" Despite the fact that Allen's had warned him that it would be futile, Kanda dismissed Allen's words as poppycock and went ahead.
Cross barely looked up from the table. All Allen could see of his face was as red as his own hair. "Did they say what they wanted?"
Kanda replied with a snort. "Che, they didn't have time. Most people don't say much when they see Mugen and I."
That got Cross' attention. "YOU ATTACKED THEM?!"
Kanda was a bit taken aback, but only for a moment. "I had to, or we wouldn't be standing here now!"
Cross whipped up, suddenly sober and smacked Kanda down. Allen winced, and hurried to pick Kanda up. Kanda was too dazed to smack his hand away, and was picked up. When the room finally stopped spinning, Kanda saw Allen packing both their bags. Kanda pushed Allen away before he discovered the lotus-glass. "What are you doing? Where are we going?"
Allen looked up a bit sadly. " Master knows you have aggravated the debtors, and we have to flee." He looked around the bare room for a while more. "Ah wells, " Allen's face lit up again. "The food here wasn't that great anyway!"
Allen was quite amazed at how Kanda stood up to Cross like that, despite his warnings. Ah well, thought Allen to himself, he didn't know that Cross could be like that the first few weeks of apprenticeship. He smiled a bit painfully to himself as he remembered the times Cross walloped him in his drunkenness. It only took two times for Allen to understand that hiding in the closet was the only safe option.
As for Kanda, well, his pride was more bruised than anything else. Allen guessed that Kanda wasn't used to this kind of thing back at home. he guessed that Cross picked him up at that little town they passed. Japan was a nice place, Allen thought. A bit nicer than England, not as wet and grey. It was going to be a shame to leave so fast. 2 months just seemed to rush away.
The food was nicer, too.
Allen glanced at Kanda, sulking in the darkest corner of the horse wagon. Cross was gluging down wine on the horse and surprisingly staying balanced on the horseback.
"How can you stand that bastad, beansprout?"
Allen turned. Those were the first words Kanda had spoken since that incident 2 days ago. The most sulky person he had met since apprenticed to Cross 3 years ago. "Master isn't that bad, Kanda. He's just...tempermental." But even Kanda could see that Allen was lying through his teeth. After all, it wasn't really that smart to curse him when he was just 2 metres away. Sure he was drunk, but after that incident, Kanda had become wary of Cross' every move. He even flinched when Cross shifted in his chair at dinner the night before.
Allen's thoughts were interrupted by a shout from outside the wagon. "I'm afraid we have to check your passports...sir..." Allen peeked out. The policeman seemed unnerved by Cross's drunkenness.
Allen's left eye confirmed Kanda's suspicions (Kanda's suspicious of everyone). When Allen yelled "AKUMA!!" Kanda had shouted the same thing and whacked the half-transformed creep into the ground. Allen warped his arm and swept through the akuma, knocking Kanda to the ground by accident. "BAKA!" yelled Kanda into the sandy path. "You-OOF!" Cross had just dismounted right onto Kanda's back. With face in the sand, all Kanda heard was the exploding of the akuma and the dropping of an empty wine bottle.
When Kanda finally summoned the energy to lift his gritty face up, Allen was peering anxiously at him. Kanda waved him away and pulled himself up. Cross was already mounting
the horse. Cross looked a bit disgustedly at Kanda. "Get a bath at the next inn, idiot apprentice."
"Idi--HMMMMM!!" Allen cupped his hand over Kanda's mouth and dragged him to the wagon. Kanda pushed his fingers away in the wagon. "WTH?!"
"Well, did you want a matching handprint on your other cheek?"
Kanda fell silent. They rode silently into the next inn.
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Review! This is my first fanfic, ever! There will be no pairings, more funny, and more adventure! stay tuned for the next chapter!
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