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It was warm when she woke up, light trailing down upon her face. Allen groaned and went to shuffle her arm when a sharp pain spiked and caused her to wince. But it wasn't just her arm that felt like a thousand needles had been plunged into her skin. The pain was everywhere in her legs, arms and chest.

It was pure agony as her thoughts wondered over to a distinct memory. Warm tears welled up in the corners of her silver eyes, threatening to fall… that had happened to her?

She clutched the side of her head, raking her fingers through her tangled white hair. The feeling came back as well as reality. Despite the pain she drew her hand up to her chest and let her fingers trail over the dark fabric draping her body.

It was a dark grey coat with red trimmings; the design was distinctively an exorcist's coat. But this one in particular was Kanda's.

'Kanda…?' Allen croaked in realization as she sat up too quickly for her wounded body to keep up and cried out in pain. Her arms wrapped around her body to keep the coat from falling from her naked form.

'You shouldn't push yourself moyashi,' a grunt came from the direction of the tattered door. Allen snapped her head to see the longhaired exorcist walking underneath the barely stable doorframe and towards her.

'Are you okay Kanda?' Allen forcefully said, despite trying to push the thought that Kanda had helplessly watched the whole ordeal in front of him, out of her head. Kanda's eyes averted to the crumbling brick wall on the other side of them.

'Better than you but it was a fucking pain to heal missing bones without going crook,' Kanda snarled but it wasn't directed at her. It was almost like he was trying to stop her worrying in his own way. Allen glanced at her bruised arms resting in her lap.

'That's good…'

An awful silence fell between them, it was like they couldn't say anything not even their usual petty arguments… there was nothing that could be said right now.

'Here,' Kanda seemed to shove something into her face as Allen winced when pain rippled along her shoulders. Allen pulled the soft fabric from her face and gazed at the pale yellow hue.

'What's this?' Allen blinked, she had certainly not expected this but it was something to keep her mind off… that.

'Just be glad I fucking found something for you to wear,' Kanda growled softly as his frown trailed to the door hanging off its hinges. Allen followed his gaze but still couldn't make out anything past the shadow of the doorway.

'Outside looks like a fucking bomb went off, there was hardly anything salvageable in this place,' Allen felt her heart tightened in her chest as she recalled the fighting they had went through. The whole town had been swarming it akuma when they arrived and she ruefully knew that there weren't any survivors. She wasn't even going to ask…

Kanda looked back at her and his frown deepened.

'Do not start your fucking self-pity act, I will not hear it… let's just get back to headquarters and forget this ever fucking happened,' Kanda spoke quickly and left the wreckage for Allen to get dressed. She stared after him not quite sure about whether to feel offended or distressed.

His words were easy said than done.

Her dried tears returned as she removed the coat and opened up the pale yellow fabric. She gazed at the long dress with a high collar and long sleeves, there were also some undergarments but like Kanda had said, he got what he could.

Sighing, Allen got dressed slowly feeling the pain that reminded her horridly of the previous night's events. Once she was done she eyed her boots lying on the ground nearby and slipped them on quickly.

Allen let her feet trace across the uneven surface of the ground and tried to place her weight onto them as she stood. More pain rushed up her spine as she gasped aloud and dropped back down onto the tattered mattress. She tried again but the pain persisted almost like it was telling her that she could move on her own.

'You idiot,' Kanda walked in, probably having assumed that she had finished getting dressed. The scowl on his face was slightly softened but it wasn't noticeable unless one looked closely enough.

'Shut up,' Allen hissed through her teeth as she felt pain rush up her legs and she finally gave up with a frustrated sigh. Kanda rolled his eyes and pulled his coat over his shoulders before turning around.

'Hop on, we don't have all fucking day,' Allen stared in horror at the samurai. Did he just offer what she thought he did?

'Get on moyashi, the next towns miles away and I don't want to be caught by any akuma in your condition,' Kanda growled when he realized she was hesitating. Allen felt her eye twitch when she heard the nickname she greatly despised.

'It's Allen Bakanda,' but she wrapped her arm around his neck and he hulled her onto his back. Allen felt his back muscles twitched and instantly remembered his injures.

'What about your back?' Allen asked with concern but Kanda grunted and began to duck under the doorframe where Allen finally understood what Kanda had meant. Most of the town was flattened to the ground with several walls and half the clock tower remained standing.

'Oh no…' Kanda seemed satisfied that he didn't have to answer her question as she buried her head into his shoulder and didn't utter a word. Allen bit her lip trying to fight back the urge to cry; she knew Kanda wouldn't be happy to have his clothes soiled with her tears. She just couldn't help it.

Everything was beginning to pile onto her shoulders.

They had arrived too late and the innocence and finders were destroyed. The town was in the process of being annihilated, not to mention that Tyki had his way with her all while Kanda had watched.

Shame was what it summed up to, shame because she couldn't protect others not even herself. The shame that Kanda had watched it happen while he himself was probably exhausted.

Thankfully, Kanda didn't say anything when the tears finally fell and began to soak into his coat. Her shoulders shuddered as sobs got out of control. Allen could only hear the sound of her wailing aloud in the wide empty space.

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The trek to the next town was long and the silence between them was agonizing. At any other occasion, they would have argued at least a few times but there was nothing. Not even a peep… well if you counted the time Allen tried to regain her ability to walk but that ended up with Kanda throwing her over his shoulder.

Though the pain had dulled to a bearable throb, her legs refused to carry her. Other then that, they reached the town without any incidence from akuma.

Allen sat in the room they had rented at the inn while Kanda headed out in search of a finder.

Silence…

If she was her usual self, it wouldn't have bothered her much but now she was getting paranoid. Allen couldn't help but childishly fear it. Her mind racing in panic as worrying thoughts filled her head.

What if he came back? Allen didn't want that but with his dangerous ability to choose what he touched just made the thought more terrifying. Her gaze flickered to the vase sitting on the bedside table and she quickly grabbed it and threw it across the room.

The sound was loud as the glass shattered on impact. It was relieving to hear something as she grabbed the draw and pulled it out of the table, flinging it across the room. It dropped a bible and several papers scattered as it gave a solid thump on the floor.

Allen grabbed whatever she could lift and just hurled it, and let her self drown in the noise. It was only after Allen had stopped and looked around her that she felt terrible. She fell to her knees and began to pick up the pieces of glass in her haste to clean the mess up that she didn't hear the door open.

'What the fuck moyashi?' Allen stared up at the Asian exorcist with wild eyes; guilt crossed her face as she looked at the pieces she had picked up. Kanda wasn't saying anything but she could tell that he was irritated and rather disappointed by the way he hissed through is teeth.

'Allen-sama?' Allen glanced up and noticed that Kanda had managed to come across a finder. The young man looked around the room with shock. She tried to smile at him but felt it go lop-sided in her measly attempt.

'Help her clean this mess up, I'm contacting Komui,' Kanda grunted as he walked out and left Allen and the finder to devastated room. The finder seemed to purse his lips in thought and decided it was best not to say anything as Allen began to pick up the glass again.

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Got this done but I really should work on my other stories…. Anyhow hope you enjoyed this chapter!

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