Disclaimer : I don't own -man. Never did, never will.

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His Presence

The days after Allen's funeral saw the Black Order in depression. The corridors were silent, void of the usual chatter which Kanda hated, but still full of people.

Most finders couldn't get over Allen's death, though truthfully, his death was suspicious. He knew that death couldn't have been caused by the measly injuries he had gotten from the mission. After all, he was one of those who had seen Allen walking towards Komui's office. Come to think of it, Kanda always met the boy not long after either one came back from a mission.

Kanda hadn't seen Lenalee at all since the funeral, though most probably could guess what she was doing. The samurai wondered when Allen's death would die down, and the Black Order would return to its normal atmosphere.

Of course, Kanda did like the whole sad and depressed mood everyone was in, but he couldn't understand why he was getting glares from some of them.

Usually they would avoid him and would rarely even look at him, but ever so often, he would catch a few random people glaring at him, as though he was a criminal.

So, to escape the stares, Kanda requested a mission from Komui. It wasn't odd for him to do this, thus he was fairly sure the Komui wouldn't sense anything wrong.

"What! What do you mean you don't have any missions!? There's still Innocence out there to find!" Kanda growled, Mugen already out of the scabbard.

"Sorry Kanda, but none of the finders are willing to work, Allen's death came as a big shock. The evidence is right outside."

"Then fucking make them do it! You're the supervisor, or do you need me to remind you who you are!" Komui was now staring at the blade at his neck, his hands up in surrender.

"Ok, relax Kanda. But I can't give you a mission, yet. Give everyone a few more days, okay? And please remove your katana from my neck."

"Tch." Kanda walked out Komui's office, slamming the door behind him. He knew it was useless to continue arguing with the head supervisor. The guy wouldn't do anything about it anyways.

His face in his normal scowl, Kanda stormed into the cafeteria. It was practically silent, except for one or two soft conversations. Well, this was just one of the many things that had changed.

Suddenly, all eyes were on him. Some stared at him with hatred, others with envy. Kanda sure wasn't used to the attention, but he ignored and glared back.

As usual, this caused the others to continue with their own things. Kanda released the breath that he was holding unconsciously. Walking over to Jeryy, he ordered his usual soba.

"You bastard better come out or I'll fucking find you and kill you!"

Jeryy slid up from under the counter. His eyes were extremely red and there were tear stains on his face. But through all this, Kanda could see that Jeryy was glaring at him.

"Allen-kun! Allen-kun…" Jeryy cried out sadly.

"Shut up! And get me some soba!"

"As if I'd do it for you! "

Kanda heard him say something along the lines of "You ingrate, you fool…" Jeryy ignored Kanda and move silently to the back of the kitchen. A confused and fuming mad Kanda was left standing at the counter.

While deciding on whether to kill Jeryy - Kanda usually could decide on the spot, but we all know he isn't quite himself - the depressed chef slid a plate of "soba" towards Kanda.

Kanda stared disgustingly at the plate on the counter; the white glob of noodles couldn't even be called soba. But since he had no other option, he just had to bear with it, or at least until the Black Order got over the kid's death.

Cursing under his breath about how Allen's death was so troublesome to cope with, Kanda found a seat somewhere in the cafeteria.

Minutes later, a baka-usagi was sitting beside him, Kanda looked at Lavi's arms - or his red marks to be exact, before totally ignoring the other. He could more or less guess why Lavi had them there. The baka-usagi was most likely to have angered Bookman by going all soft about the moyashi's death.

Kanda smirked, this was Lavi's own undoing, and he liked to see others being tortured anyways. Lavi ate silently, unlike usually, when he would never stop talking. But now, Kanda could hear what the others were discussing, and he hated it.

After ten minutes of sitting stationary at the table, for Kanda was never going to eat "soba" that Jeryy had prepared, Kanda couldn't stand anymore of the hushed conversations about Allen Walker.

"I've lost my appetite just from hearing about Allen Walker," he muttered just loud enough for the finder behind him to hear.

"What did you say!" the burly finder stood up, towering behind him.

"I said that I hate hearing about Allen Walker," Kanda said calmly, standing up in the process.

"Is… is that something you'd say about Allen? Do you even know that he lo…" The finder's speech was cut off suddenly when Kanda's hand strangled the other. The finder struggled under Kanda's grasp, trying to suck air through his constricted throat.

"Is that Moyashi so important? It's only a death this time, and the whole Black Order ceased to function. What happened to all the other funerals we had, and barely anyone remembered them the next day. So what if he's the Destroyer of Time! There are still Exorcists and Innocence around." The rest were all quiet as Kanda strangled the finder.

Everyone was motionless, but the glares they gave Kanda were full of murderous intent. It was something under the surface, a secret that kept them silent.

Suddenly, Kanda was hit with a memory, a memory of a meeting in the cafeteria, where he also strangled a finder, but for a different cause. It was a long time ago, a very long time ago, when Allen had just joined the Black Order.

------------Flashback-------------

"Is that something you'd say about your friends that died in the line of duty?! Even though we finders support you exorcists with our lives, you say… you say it makes your food turn bad?!" the finder tried to punch Kanda, but with his quick reflexes, Kanda dodged easily before strangling the finder.

"You support us?! Oh really?! Isn't it more like all you can do is support us? You all couldn't even become Exorcists. You guys are the failure that weren't chosen by the Innocence. There're a million more finders from where you came from. If you don't want to die, then get out of here!" Kanda's grip tightened just as the other finders released their rage and came rushing at him.

It was at this point of time, when the moyashi butt in, grabbing his hand, saying "Stop!"

Kanda growled silently, the first impression of Allen was that he was irritating, seeing that the moyashi liked to go against everything Kanda did or say.

"Sorry for butting into your business, but I don't think that's the best way to say things." Kanda thought that Allen sounded like an old man.

"Let go of me, moyashi." Kanda retaliated.

"Moyashi? My name's Allen."

"I'll remember you if you don't die within a month, since there are people who just come here and die. Just like this guy." Kanda's hand tightened against the finder's throat, squeezing his already constricted throat even further.

At this point, Allen gripped Kanda's hand even harder, causing him to release the finder. Kanda was surprised by Allen's strength and bravery, though he didn't show it. No one had ever gone against him, since he was always so cold and uncaring.

"Like I said, that's not the best way to say things." Kanda's thoughts were interrupted by Allen.

"Cursed people are best off not touching me." Kanda moved his hand away from Allen's, before continuing. "You have a death wish. I hate your type."

"I'll take that as a compliment."

Now, this sentence had changed his first impression of the young boy. Kanda could see that Allen, despite his short stature, was a strong one. The moyashi wouldn't go down easily, both mentally and physically, that was for sure.

The two stared at each other for a few moments, before Reever called them to Komui's office.

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It was funny, how he remembered the whole event in full detail. Kanda wasn't one to remember such trivial things, especially stuff related to the moyashi.

While in thought, Kanda's arm involuntarily let go of the finder, and the other slumped to the ground. The samurai blinked back to reality and walked out of the cafeteria silently, a clouded look in his eyes, while everyone else just stared. It was unlike Kanda to act like that, since he was the cold and uncaring Exorcist. After all traces of Kanda were gone from the cafeteria, Lavi helped the finder up and whispered into the other's ear. The finder nodded after some consideration, though there was a frown on his face, before they continued with their normal routine.

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A/N : Once again, please R&R and make my day.

Part 3 coming soon, I guess…