Beansprout
IMPORTANT! : This is set a few years in the future where Allen has finally hit puberty.
"Hi there, Beansprout." Allen muttered in Kanda's ear as they passed each other in the corridor.
A growl reverberated in Kanda's chest as his eyes narrowed. "Just because you finely grew does not mean you get to call me that." Kanda hissed, hand twitching towards Mugen's hilt.
"It's not my fault you're so short," Allen laughed reaching down to pat him on the head.
Less than a second later Mugen was pointed at Allen's throat, his hand suspended midair, never quite reaching Kanda's hair.
"Now, now. No need for that," Allen stuttered raising his arms in defeat. "Calm..."
"Don't touch me." Kanda's voice was icy as he threateningly pressed the blade into the tender flesh of Allen's throat. "And never speak to me like that ever again."
Allen nodded, feeling Mugen bite into his throat as he did. A drop of blood trickled down his neck.
After a moment of glaring, Kanda turned on his heel and strode away, his pride saved.
Allen slumped. Defeated, he resolved never to tease Kanda's height again.