Title: Utopia Romance

Genre: Drama/Romance

Pairing(s): Yullen, Lavi/Kanda, Allen/Lenalee, Lavi/Lenalee, slight Kanda/Lenalee

Summary: Allen wished no more than a normal life, yet an unexpected car accident pulled him into the different controversies happening in the showbiz, bringing him into the life of an extremely beautiful Japanese model, Kanda Yuu. AU, Yullen, multiple pairings.

Chapter 1: String of Fate

"There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment."― Sarah Dessen, The Truth About Forever

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The cooling wind brushed past his face as he sped down the narrow and empty streets, putting newspapers into the owner's front doors before continuing on his way. It was his usual routine, and he liked this job even though his pay was rather low. As he circled around the neighbourhood, he could get to see the beautiful greenery that no one had ever noticed in their everyday lives.

Allen took a deep breath as he sped down the slope between the terrace houses and the trees and plants, feeling the breeze rushing up his face, sending his silver hair flying up in a rather messy way. The ride was a bumpy one, yet he enjoyed every moment outside, getting to know things that he had met along the way. He leaned forward a little so as to reduce the tension from the increasing speed of the bike.

"Hi Allen!" He spotted an aunt waving from the gates. He pulled the brakes as he halted to a stop directing in front of her house and stepped down, taking a newspaper in his hand and gave it to her. She gave a warm smile, something which reminded him of his late stepfather. He would not fail to smile everyday, even when he had met difficulties on the way. He said that this is life, and there is a time when humans will definitely meet problems on their way. It is their cheerful attitude and their way of interpreting the problems that will change one's destiny.

"Yes, Aunt Hazel! You look great as usual!" She laughed at his comment.

"Aww! How great is that, dear?" She asked. Allen was silent for a moment, before he let out a sly and cheeky grin on his face.

"You just look gorgeous, like a maiden in her early twenties." The middle-aged woman just blinked, before a light blush appeared on her rosy cheeks basking in the golden morning sunlight. Allen just chuckled.

"You must be kidding me, Allen! I am old enough to be your mother!"

Allen walked back as he stepped on his metal bike once again, ready to go to the next household.

"I am not lying, Aunt Hazel! See you again!"

"Come and have some sweet pastries of mine next time you visit!" She shouted. As Allen travelled down the road, a warm smile gradually formed on his face. He increased his speed of riding as he went down towards the streets, where it would be filled with people within minutes. He had to rush back home and prepared himself for school.

This moment, his cell phone rang. Allen stopped at his doorstep as he took it out and answered it.

"Hello?"

"Hey Allen! Tim here!"

"Hey Tim! Why the sudden call in the early morning? It is so rare of you to call at this moment." He heard a soft laugh which sounded so unclear from the receiver. It was probably because of the poor condition of the phone. He had used it for five years and although he really wanted to say that it could still last for another year, it looked like he couldn't deceive himself anymore. He might be buying a new one after he got his pay from his coffee cafe job next week. Well, hopefully...

"Well, I don't know whether I should ask you a favor for this, because it is rather unfair to you. My friend has met with an accident two days ago and it seems that he cannot make it to the part-time job that I have told you yesterday." Allen supported his phone by his shoulder as he took out his keys and opened the front door. The wooden door creaked with an eerie sound as it opened. The silver-haired teen coughed and sneezed at the dust which entered his nose. He peered at the hinge which was almost detached and sighed, taking note to himself to close with extra, extra, and extra carefulness later.

"Oh, the one held on this Sunday? If I remember correctly, it is the meeting session of a model called...eh, what's his name again..."

"Yeah, it's that one. They couldn't find helpers at the last minute, but they really need someone to replace that empty position. The model won't be happy if he found out that a helper in his team is missing on that day. He wants the team with exact numbers."

Allen waved away the dust as he entered the apartment and ran to his room to put his books and notes into his converse bag. He almost slipped onto the floor by the stuffs lying around the place. He sighed in relief, before he changed and took his belongings out to the front door. One of his hand was taking out his shoes, while the other hand was busily putting on the socks. He reached out towards the doorknob and as he was about to open it, the whole thing suddenly loosened and dropped onto the ground with a loud thud.

"Oh my god," He muttered softly to himself as he stared at the thing rolling on the floor with a blank look. The landlord was going to be in rage to see his property in shambles, but it wasn't really his fault. This room was already on the verge of collapsing at any time when he arrived to live here. If it wasn't because of the cheap rental and the lack of money to pay, he would have left long ago.

"I heard something. What happened there, Allen?"

"Nothing, Tim. About the part-time job, I think I can go. I don't have much things to do on weekends anyway. Can earn some pocket money as well."

"It's too hard on you, Allen! I have been asking you many favors lately! I'm so sorry for that! I will definitely repay you!" Allen laughed as he walked to the bus stop down the road, waiting for the bus which will go to his college for the afternoon classes. He waved at his classmates who arrived on the way.

"It's okay, Tim. I always ask you for notes in class. I can definitely make it, so you can just tell your friend not to worry and rest well!"

"You are my best friend ever, Allen! I will be there as well, so you don't need to be too nervous. It will definitely be a great and wonderful experience for you as well! It is your first time meeting a model right?"

"Mmm, yeah." Allen was counting the amount of money he had in his wallet, wondering whether it was enough for the whole week.

"Yeah, and you must look forward to this, because we would be meeting the famous Asian model, the Japanese samurai Kanda Yuu! I can tell you that this guy is damn hot. Both men and women will fall in love with his gorgeous looks! I think I might fall in love with him too..." Faint coughs were heard from the receiver, but the silver-haired teen wasn't really paying much attention to the conversation.

Allen put his wallet into his bag, his mind thinking of how he should settle his meals this week in an economical way. He still had some coupons cut from newspapers which will be due three days later, but what about three days later? He did not have enough money to buy a kilogram of white rice, and all he got at home was two cans of tuna and three cans of sardines. The milk was expiring tomorrow, and though the bread could still be eaten, it was cold and almost stale that he couldn't stand it. He had been eating bread for five consecutive days.

"Oh, I could imagine that strange yet firm muscles and his alps at his chest. He looks so feminine and yet so manly as well! Oh, he is just the idol for all men and women in this world! He is flawless and perfect! I just cannot wait to see him tomorrow!"

The bus honked as it arrived at the bus stop. There was already a large crowd of people waiting in a disoriented way to board the bus which was almost three quarter filled. Allen grimaced as he squeezed between a plump man and a fat woman, feeling his entire self partially, or rather three-quarterly flattened by their thick fats, but he had to make sure that he boarded this bus, or else he would surely be late for school. He grabbed his phone by his hand before it fell onto the ground, remembering that Tim was still on the line. Wait, did he say anything just now?

"I'm sorry, but I have to hung up now. I see you in school later, Tim!"

"Hey, wait Allen-!"

He ended the call before his friend could even say a goodbye, before he took a firm grip on the railing and pulled himself onto the bus platform. He stared at the area which was completely filled with people that he could imagine. He couldn't find any gaps between them. He sighed as he felt himself being pushed forward, as the doors closed before the bus moved on. Allen distracted himself by humming his favourite song sung by his idol Lenalee in his head, but the noise would always find its way into his ears and disrupted everything. He sighed for the second time, telling himself calmly that it was just a normal routine in every single day.

After about 45 minutes of the journey, he could finally see the large building of his college. Allen sighed in relief and was about to reach out to press the bell when someone had beaten him to it. Worse, he found himself shifting sideways, further away from the exit door. He held his breath as he tried moving his legs, forcing himself to move forward, but big arms and bulging stomachs of those people were pushing him back.

After coughing in between and screaming many 'EXCUSE ME!' till his throat was completely sore, he finally got out of the bus. As he stood by the street looking upwards at the golden, dull yet magnificant building that he loved, he felt so proud for being able to enter this school. It was one of the top five colleges in London, and better still, Lenalee was studying here! He would have higher chances of meeting her inside. Perhaps he should create an opportunity himself?

Okay, stop with his daydreaming. Allen took a deep breath as he stepped forward to the stairs which led him to the entrance hall of the college. After a long period of Christmas holidays, school term had finally started today. Everyone was gathered outside the school, catching up with their friends. Others did not seem looking forward. Still, it was a brand new start for today, and he wasn't going to waste his time brooding away.

It was always a busy day for the start of the school term. Everyone was preparing for the starting of morning lessons. The student council students were walking up and down the floors, directing the freshmen to their respective classrooms. He was also one of the members of the student council, and he was going to the room to mark his attendance. Students who are in the student council mostly had perfect grades and thus, had the privilege to skip some of the periods to help out with the school activities, like organising the annual sports day or the graduation ball etc.

"Hey Allen!" He turned to see one of the student council members, Sally. She was his senior, an athlete who had won many championships in netball, basketball and cheerleading club. She was someone that he idolised as well.

"Going to report to the student council now? You are going to have a hard time today. Maybe you should try to skip?" She taunted as she whispered softly into his ear. Allen just let out a chuckle.

"You are going to have a hard time if you let the Chairman hear what you have just said. And you know I won't skip any of the student council activities," He said. She gave a pout in defeat as she skipped through the corridor with her hands behind her back.

"I know. You are going to be the next Chairman after all, sophomore boy," She snorted in slight displeasure. Allen wondered whether he had somehow hit her nerve by his previous comment. A smile spread across her face as she gave a pull on his cheeks. He grunted and slapped away her hands as the two of them stopped in the middle of the corridor, between crowds of people.

"I told you not to do that, Sally!" He growled softly, making a face. She simply broke out into laughter, bending her knees as she tried to control herself from laughing even louder at his comical face which looked so cute for an 19-year old. Everyone was stopping to take a glimpse of what was happening, but the traffic was just too congested that they couldn't stop in their tracks and blocked the whole pathway. Allen realised that he couldn't stop here blocking people's way, so the two of them continued to move forward.

"But you just look too cute to be left untouched, Allen! You just look so young and so...girly for your age!"

"I'm warning you on what you have just said, Sal. I'm not a girl." Allen frowned at the same comment which had been told ever since high school. Yeah, he might look a little feminine, but that doesn't mean he was so related to a typical girl! He wasn't even one in the first place!

"Come on, it is just a joke. Furthermore, you should have been used to it by now. You are a sophomore now, Allen. Show a good example for your juniors to learn from!" She laughed as she slapped his shoulders hardly. The silver-haired teen gasped as he turned and looked at her, shocked.

"Yeah, I should have been used to that...stupid comment," Allen replied as he rolled his eyes. "And hey, I have been showing good examples to all students since I enter this school. You just didn't notice it." The blonde brushed her ponytail with her fingers as she turned to him and gave a rather evil smile which made him flinch for a second.

"It looks like you are still...a little affected by it, little boy. And that is why you are so fun to tease with!" She laughed again as she ruffled his hair so much that his neat hair was messed up again. Allen grumbled softly under his lips as he tidied the silver strands into the hairstyle that he had made this morning. It took him almost twenty minutes to perfect it, and she just messed everything up.

"But because of that, you get many loves from the seniors of the student council! I surely want that kind of privilege, you know," She spoke softly as she stared at the large banner hung at the front of the entrance of the school hall. He saw the slight disappointment look on her face for a moment, but she changed back to her cheerful face quickly. Allen gave a light smile as he patted her arms gently to comfort her. He had noticed that he got many chances from the seniors, that was why he was able to become chairman next year. It was all thanks to the seniors who helped him on his way. Frankly, he didn't really want all these, just a normal school life playing together with his friends.

"By the way, do you have a girlfriend yet?" They walked up the stairs and were on the second floor of the school.

"Huh, why do you ask me this random question all of a sudden?" Allen asked in slight confusion.

"Hmm, just a thought of mine. Because you just look so cute, many girls would definitely want to date you for once. If I am your age, I would have tried." He blinked for a moment, before he looked at her. She just smiled, before she looked out into the open space below. Allen wondered what she had just meant. He might look cute, but he didn't look manly. Most girls wouldn't want guys to look too feminine, probably because it would not give them much security. He knew himself too well. He hadn't dated before, because he hadn't had the time, and he did not want the girls to waste their time on a person like him. He was slightly shocked that Sally thought of him that way. It certainly made him feel better, considering that she was one of the beautiful girls and she had dated many times before.

"Are you alright, Allen? Or..." She gave a light snigger as she poked at his shoulder lightly.

"Are you interested in guys?" She leaned in and whispered. Allen snapped out of his daze instantly.

"What! NO. No, no, no, no, no. I am definitely straight!" He exclaimed, only to realise that he had shouted at the top of his voice. Everyone was looking at him. Sally was standing there, laughing hilariously at his behaviour. He flushed in embarrassment as he grabbed her hand and walked faster, rushing up the stairs.

"You just cannot fail to amuse me, Allen. I never thought you can react so greatly."

"I didn't expect that to come, Sal! And that isn't funny at all," Allen hissed back, before he let out a defeated sigh. She giggled, putting her arm around him as she began laughing again. He shook his head as he turned right and saw the student council room in front of them.

"Let's go in." He turned the doorknob and opened the room. Everyone was inside, busy on schedules and jobs of their own. No one had the time to stop what they were doing and wished them a good morning. Allen did not blame them though. He shouldn't disturb them at this time.

"Allen!" His friend, Tim, was waving to him at the corner of the room. He smiled as he waved and walked towards him.

"Good morning to you, Allen! I really want to apologise for that selfish favor of mine..."

"No, it's really okay, Tim! I am really fine with it!" Allen exclaimed, not wanting his friend to feel too guilty about it. The brown-haired guy was silent for a while, before he smiled.

"Thanks, buddy. I will never forget about it."

"What are you guys talking about?" Sally asked, peeping at his shoulder.

"Oh, hello Sally! We are talking about the part-time job that we are going to do this Sunday."

"I see. What is it about?" She asked. Tim turned back and fumbled with his things, before he took out a male magazine which was a bestseller recently, popular among teenagers and young adults between ages 13 - 25. She took it and stared at the front page for a moment, before her face changed dramatically.

"Oh. My. God," She swore softly, her eyes sparkling in such brightness he never seen before. Allen blinked in bewilderment, while Tim's grin just grew wider at her reaction.

"Shocked? Surprised? We are going to assist in this meeting session of this particular male model. He is a catch right?" She just kept shaking her head vigorously.

"No...no, no. He looks so...hot. He is the famous Asian top model who has won the recent fashion championship in Tokyo! I can't believe the two of you get to see him in person! He is a rare gem!" She exclaimed, jumping around the room happily.

"Would you want him then, Sally?" Tim went to her and poked her shoulder teasingly. She gave a tearful face before she slowly nodded her head in silence. Allen wanted to faint this instant. What was so great about this random guy that made all girls fall head over heels over him?

"But...my dear Richard still looks slightly...slightly better," She said, smiling. Apparently, Richard was her current boyfriend whom she had known at her church, and they had been going out well for five years and seven months. They had met him once at her birthday party, and frankly speaking, he looked really good. He was glad that their relationship had been going well, though he admitted that he was a little envious at the two of them.

"Well, that is just too bad. Oh you haven't seen him before right, Allen? Here he is," Tim took the magazine and gave it to him. Allen looked at the stranger at the front page, silver eyes slowly widening at what he was seeing. He had long raven-coloured hair down to his shoulders and a slender body to add up to his alluring and outstanding features. That pair of sapphire eyes resembling the beautiful sapphire jewel was simply so bewitching and captivating that he couldn't take his eyes off him for seconds, stealing his entire attention away. The silver-haired teen swallowed thickly, feeling his erratic heartbeats escalating every second.

"Oh, look. Allen is practically drooling over him!" Sally shouted loudly. The silver-haired teen blinked as he stood up instantly and shook his head.

"N-No, I was not!" He stammered slightly, having a light blush on his face, though he did not know for what reason he was embarrassed for.

"I swear you have fallen in love with him at first sight." One of the seniors joined in and started teasing him.

"He is someone everyone would want. If you don't grab the chance, you will regret forever," Another chimmed in, and everyone broke into laughter. Allen's face was already flushing bright red in embarrassment at their remarks. His heart fluttered warmly as heat slowly rushed up to his head.

"No! I already told you all that I am straight! What rubbish are you all talking about?" He snapped lightly in slight annoyance as he went up to the desk and signed by the side of his name on the attendance list.

"Oh, you will never know until you have tried it with him, you know," Sally nudged his back. Allen grunted and pushed her aside as he went to aid Tim to pack the new school magazines into boxes to be distributed to the students. As he began to pack, he slowly turned to look at the model on the magazine again, thinking of their words. If he couldn't talk to Lenalee, someone as dazzling and blinding like him would be...impossible.

You wouldn't know till you try, Allen.

"Mana?" He muttered in slight astonishment. He could imagine that time when Mana was sitting beside him, telling him never to give up till the last moment. He might want to be in love for once, but there was some times when he had to know his limits. It felt awkward being paired up with a guy, probably because he looked rather feminine to be paired up with a girl, but there was simply no way he could start a relationship...not right at the moment.

"What are you thinking right now, Allen?" Sally asked, looking at him in a meaningful way.

"Nothing," Allen sighed, putting the magazine on the floor before he resumed in his work for the day.

"Bend your body down a little more. Yes...yes, that's it. Just stay right there." The camera man said before he started shooting the pictures again. Many people were crowding around the shooting area, and some working ladies assisting them were giggling at a corner, their eyes filled only with lust. He frowned as he positioned himself and posed, before he heard the sound of the camera snapping away.

"Good work! You can rest for a while, Kanda." He could finally let down his tired arms and straightened himself, before walking down the stairs of the stage and sat down beside his manager, who helped to wipe off the sweat on his forehead before giving him a bottle of mineral water. After gulping down the cooling water, he leaned backwards and let out a deep sigh.

"Going well as usual, Kanda."

"Che," He grunted in reply, ignoring his manager's usual comments. Yeah, everyone kept saying that he was good, he was professional and able to bring out the charm inside him and blah blah blah. Didn't they know how noisy they were when he was working? Kanda glared at those annoying crowd squealing at the pictures that the director showed them, before looking away in disgust.

"Relax a little for now. I go and talk to the director," The manager gave a pat on his shoulders before he stood up and walked over to the old man to talk about something. Well, it wasn't as if he was interested in what they were saying. Kanda crosses his legs and put his head on the tip of the chair as he closed his eyes. Those lights were so glaring that his vision blurred slightly. Although it was still the autumn season, he was forced to wear winter clothing, because they said they had to produce the latest winter fashion and distribute the magazines before winter. He was so tired, having to maintain the posture and kept his poker face all the time. Well, no one would know his troubles anyway. All they wanted was the money rolling into the company.

He had been in this industry for almost five years since he was in college and before he knew it, he became famous and well-known around the world. People loved him, idolised him, and many companies wanted to sign endorsement contracts with him to represent their products due to his talented skills and exquisite beauty. Everyone wanted to become famous, but he wasn't one of them. He hated being surrounded by people, and wanted to be alone. He hated how those girls fondled over him like idiots, and detested being ordered around and did things that he did not like. He did not even want to choose this job at all. If not for that stupid old man of his who kept claiming to be his father, he would have ditched this whole thing and walked away.

"Hey, Kanda." He looked up and saw that the manager had finished the talk with the director and was walking over to him. The 22-year-old adult sat down beside him as he brushed his long fringe away and adjusted his spectacles. He then glanced at the business card in the side pocket of his shirt. He reached out and clasped it between his slender fingers, taking it out. The manager just blinked.

"Kanda?"

It read: Jonathan Simpsons.

"Nothing. What do you want to talk to me about?" He asked in a low and monotone voice, but everyone, especially the girls, kept thinking that this tone was one of the factors that brought his manliness out, and squealed like crazy. He could now hear their screams from behind, and shut one of his ears facing that direction using one of his index finger. Jonathan just nodded his head as he continued.

"It seems that...you have earned your holidays," He said as he smiled. Kanda just gave him a bewildered expression.

"Well, that means...that you can have a few days' rest at home. There will be no schedule for you till further notice. Of course, you have to attend your meeting session this Sunday before you enjoy the rest of your days. You earn it." Kanda just stared at the manager for a moment, feeling his heavy heart lighten a little at those words. It might just be a few days, but he could finally have his time to himself.

"So, are you going to visit your father and family then?" He asked. Kanda's happy mood changed instantly.

"Who is going to see that stupid old fool?" He growled, turning away as he glared at the wall in front of him. The last thing that he wanted to think of was that person who kept having that cheeky smile every single day. No matter how he gave him the cold shoulder, he could always keep that porcelain smile on his face without fail. What right did he have to ask him to call him 'father'? He was an orphan to begin with, and he wasn't related to him at all. Furthermore, he was a Japanese, not a British!

"Don't need to be so sensitive about it, Kanda. I could see that he really cares about you."

"Shut up," Kanda hissed.

"Time for shooting, Kanda! You have two more shoots before we call for the day!" The director shouted from his seat. The raven-haired teen put the bottle of mineral water onto an empty seat as he stood up. He brushed his short fringe as he tidied himself up, his strands of hair swaying to his shoulder, before he walked up to the stage once again. His assistant gave him the last make-up, before he stared at the large camera in front of him, ready.

"Let's start!" Sapphire eyes narrowed as he smirked.

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"Thanks for the hard work, everyone!"

After five hours of shooting in this enclosed hall, it was finally the end of his job. Everyone was thanking one another for the effort that they had put in to make this successful. As they were packing up, Kanda was at the corner with Jonathan, putting all his stuffs into his canvas bag before taking out his iPhone to listen to his songs on his way back to his apartment.

"Kanda," Kanda turned to see the director standing behind him. He smiled as he patted his back gently like a parent consoling his own child. It somehow gave him a strange yet warm feeling that he never had.

"Thanks for the effort that you have put in. Without you, this photo shoot will not be a successful one. After the meeting session this Saturday, you can use the few days' holidays to make up for yourself. I really hope you have fun." Kanda cocked his eyebrow, slightly doubting his sentence. What was he talking about? He didn't really have fun doing all of these, and he was just concealing his emotions throughout the whole thing, but it was true that he could now use the holidays to enjoy himself.

"Yeah, I know." He turned and walked out of the door without saying farewell to the other. Jonathan just gave an apologetic smile, before he went after him.

"You could at least say a goodbye to him," Jonathan said, walking beside Kanda as they were going to his car parked a few metres away. Kanda put his earpieces in his ears and began to listen to the music which cooled his nerves and refreshed his mind. He did not hear what his manager was saying.

A brand new raven-coloured sports benz appeared from view, sparkling brightly under the sunlight. Kanda took out the keys and unlocked it, before sitting on the driver's seat. He then switched on the engine which roared into life, echoing through the neighbourhood. Jonathan was hurriedly getting into the car before he was being left out again. The raven-haired teen examined his precious baby, making sure that everything was clean and free of dust and dirt, before he took the gear and drove out of the carpark in full speed.

"U-Uh, Kanda, I just think...that you might be driving a little too fast..." The manager said as he held on to the seat tightly, bracing himself.

"Who cares? And besides, is this the first time? You should have been used to it by now," Kanda replied as he jammed the brakes all of a sudden, skidding the whole car to a halt just right in front of the red traffic light whereby a random old grandmother was slowly crossing the road.

"Yes...I mean, no! It's against the traffic rules to drive this recklessly! You will crash onto something sooner or later!" He warned. Kanda just turned around and gave him a bored look on his face. Seriously, why was his manager behaving this cowardly? He had a license, and there was no way an accident would happen, because he had been driving like this for more than four years! He was like an expert-no, he was definitely an expert, so why was he still worrying about that?

"You are just wasting your time brooding over this for a long time, Manager," He deadpanned. As he turned back to the front, the traffic light was turning green. He switched the gear mode and stepped onto the accelerator a little, getting ready to take off any moment.

"Kanda..." His name trailed off warily, as Jonathan tried to warn him again, but the raven-haired teen just peered at the side mirror and began to smirk. The manager's colour seeped out from his face instantly.

"Don't worry. You are so going to love this for the rest of your life." The traffic light went green, as the sports car made a loud noise and sped off into the deeper part of the neighbourhood, with a random person's shrills piercing through the air. The manager stared at the front with wide fearful eyes as he gripped on the safety belt tightly, screaming. Kanda hissed lowly as he reached out and covered his mouth.

"Stop screaming! What the hell are you doing?"

"This is what I should ask you, young man! Do you want to scare the hell out of me? We aren't saints! Watch out, Kanda!" Kanda turned to the front and swerved to the right just in time to avoid the oncoming car. He glared at the annoying fellow sitting at the back, wondering when he could stop screaming like a girl.

"I told you to stop screaming!"

"Then slow down, damn it! I don't want to die at this early age! I still have so many things to do!" Jonathan whined and pleaded loudly to him. Kanda let out a loud sigh, his finger massaging the middle of his hurting forehead. As he sped down the road, he realised that there were more cars at the lanes, and it was even harder for him to increase his speed. Kanda growled softly as he slammed his hand on the wheel.

"What are you angry at?" Jonathan asked with a frown.

"Shut up!" Kanda snapped, continuing to speed through the whole traffic even though it was more congested, from three lanes to two lanes. He stared at the front closely as the car went down into a tunnel. As they emerged out, Kanda turned left and drove across the road, seeing a large college clearly at the right. Many teenagers were walking on the streets, books in their hands as they chatted happily to one another. He concluded that their lessons had just finished.

"Worst," He muttered to himself. As he looked in front, the traffic light was turning red in a few seconds' time. By his character, he would press on the accelerator and speed forward. He wasn't going to waste his precious time waiting for this to finish. Kanda smirked as he adjusted his driver gear, getting ready.

"Kanda, don't tell me..."

"Don't order me around!" Kanda hissed. He had never failed once. He had always succeeded, and this time, he would win again. As the engine roared into life, he began moving forward, gaining speed every second. His long raven hair strands flew up, gliding in the cooling wind.

"W-Watch out, Kanda!" His eyes slowly widened. As his car was going to cross the white line at the traffic light, someone suddenly appeared, walking towards them, and he hadn't noticed them yet.

"Shit!" Kanda cursed, stepping on the brakes as he was stopping the car, but it was approaching him faster than he thought. He had never expected this to happen.

"Get out of my way!"

The teenager slowly looked up, his eyes gradually widened at the vehicle which was heading for him. Everything just happened instantly, so fast that no one could catch what had exactly happened. The sound of a loud screech was heard across the road loudly, before an explosive crash was heard. As the dust cleared, the sports car was slammed onto a lamp post. Thanks to his excellent driving skills, he was able to minimise the damage. The raven-haired model kicked the door aside as he stepped out, coughing. He then went to assist the manager who had immobilised from the shock.

"There goes my car," He muttered, staring at the wreck. He turned around and was about to snap at that stupid pedestrian for walking out recklessly on the road when he saw a large crowd standing in front of him, surrounding something among them.

"Is he okay?"

"He doesn't look good."

"Is he even alive?"

Kanda raised his eyebrow in slight annoyance at the commotion. He walked over to them and squeezed into the crowd, wondering what had happened. As he pushed himself to the front, his eyes slowly widened in shock at a silver-haired teenager who was lying on the ground, unconscious. His face slowly turned to the side, showing a deep-red raw slash at his eyebrow near to his left eye. Blood was still trickling down his face.

Sally stared at the commotion at the middle of the road, wondering what had happened. Seeing the panicky looks on the people's faces, she had a slight hunch that something bad had happened. The blonde slowly walked to the crowd, squeezing herself inside as she peeked through someone's shoulder. Golden eyes widened as she gasped in horror at the person lying on the ground in a pool of blood.

"Allen!"

Hi, this is SingingBlues here! I have brought you a brand new Alternate Universe story on Yullen! Allen was still a college student while Kanda was a full-time model. This is my first time doing a complete Alternate Universe story with the characters starting a brand new life different from the manga, so it's kinda refreshing to explore around different ideas for this story. There is a reason why I titled this story as 'Utopia Romance', which you readers will find out soon enough : The story plot will be progressing slow, around 20 chapters in total. Yullen will not be obvious for the first few chapters but of course, they would eventually be together. Please review to tell me how you feel about the starting of this story! Thank you so much! Everything will be greatly appreciated! :)

And I have updated and changed my profile, so if you have the time and want to know more about me, feel free to visit my profile page. I have also changed my avatar. It's Allen in his new dark-red Exorcist uniform! Kyaa, he just looks so damn smexy! *dancing around like a lunatic* Kanda is my all-time favourite character in DGM, but I love Allen all the same, especially when he's fated to be Kanda's... *cough cough*

Okay shall not rant anymore! Review please! :D

SingingBlues