Yay! Thank you to all of the people who reviewed! You are all special. And also fantastic writers. (yes, I read your stories- they were amazing). I didn't use so many "ERASERS" this time (thank you Nella333!). And I didn't get yelled at so much either. But I hope you still find it enjoyable.
I forgot to say this before but- I don't own D-Gray Man sob
This was worse than anything Kanda could have imagined.
All right Kanda admitted to himself, it's not the worst. But it's damn close.
He had been assigned to another mission.
With beansprout.
He kind of knew it was coming. Ever since Komui had found out from Lavi (damn that bookman brat!) that he had feelings for Allen, Kanda's life at the Order had become unbearable.
The next time he has that glint in his eye, I'm gonna kill him before he can do something stupid like this again, Kanda grumbled to himself.
"You say something Kanda?" Reever asked as he walked by, carrying an enormous pile of files and documents.
"Nothing." Kanda replied, "Just plotting Komui's demise."
"Heh." Reever chuckled, "Whatever. As long as it gets me out of overtime work."
"Mmm." Kanda mumbled. His mind had already wandered off into thoughts of exactly how he would kill Komui.
"…Kanda?"
Kanda was jolted out of his daze after hearing a strangely familiar voice say his name.
He looked up to find Allen in the seat next to him and Komui behind his desk.
Out of slicing range Kanda noted.
"Okay!" Komui announced with a huge, and somewhat evil, grin plastered on his face. "We all know why we're here so let's just get into the details.
We've had word from our finders in Northern England that there have been sightings of an unusually shaped bear-figure. A few of the villagers have seen it and one villager claims to be it but we want you to investigate."
"Why aren't the finders investigating it?" Allen butted in.
"The all of the finders we sent to the village have disappeared. The last team we sent in managed to get their report to us before they too disappeared."
"Oh…" Allen's voice trailed off and a determined look settled on his face.
"We have supplied you with everything you need for the journey. You leave tomorrow morning."
An awkward silence seemed unavoidable when they boarded the train the following day.
There was no need to talk.
Neither of them felt compelled to anyway. They had nothing to talk about.
Allen finally broke the silence by thinking out loud.
"Do you think Komui booked separate rooms?"
Kanda choked.
"You alright?" Allen asked, concerned.
"Of course I am! Stupid Beansprout!" Kanda snapped.
"No need to be rude!" Allen yelled back, "I was worried!"
"Well don't be!" Kanda said as he stormed out of their compartment.
Dammit! He was acting like a child.
He put on a stoic expression until he got into the toilet compartment.
Then he snapped.
Kanda let out every ghost haunting his mind.
His anger at himself for having feelings for Allen, his anger at Komui for being, well… Komui, and every other little stress he had on his shoulders.
It wasn't until he saw the smashed up sink that he realised he had been taking out his anger physically onto the cramped bathroom space.
Aw, shit.
He walked back to the compartment, trying to ignore the stunned onlookers.
Allen eyed the swordsman warily as he moved to sit by the window.
After studying him for a moment, Allen relaxed.
He was relatively certain that Kanda would rather stare moodily out the window than start another fight.
The uncomfortable atmosphere remained until they arrived at their station, where they soon discovered exactly how evil Komui could be.
