"Saving Allen"
By Phractured Reality
Disclaimer: I neither own D.Gray Man nor any of its characters.
Allen Walker didn't stir. Miranda's hand lightly touched his cheek. It was burning hot at her touch. It looked like his fever had fully returned. Although Miranda was no expert, she knew that that wasn't good. Please, someone come and help me, Miranda prayed helplessly, although that did little good in the past.
Earlier:
Allen seemed to be Komui's favorite to send out on missions just like Lenalee was his favorite to keep at Headquarters. It wasn't long before Allen returned with Lavi from the North Pole that Komui sent him off again with Lenalee, Miranda, and Kanda. Lavi had luckily avoided this mission with an excuse from Bookman, who the redhead endearingly called "Panda."
Miranda and Kanda turned out to be a deadly combination. There was the fact that Miranda was afraid of Kanda, and henceforth cowered away from his deadly glares. There was also the fact that Kanda deemed Miranda more incompetent than his favorite idiot bean sprout. If that bad mix of chemistry didn't make things worse, Allen hadn't fully recovered from his last mission. "Achoo," he sneezed. As usual, he was lagging behind the rest of them. But Allen seemed to have developed some sort of sickness.
"Allen-kun, are you alright?" Lenalee asked, slowing down her speed with concern for her friend. Of course, Yuu Kanda walked on as usual; his long legs carried him farther than the rest of them.
"Allen-kun? Are you still there?" Lenalee waved a hand in front of Allen's face.
"Huh?" His eyes drifted back from Kanda's tall frame that was getting smaller and smaller in the distance. "Yeah," Allen smiled, careful not to show Lenalee what, or rather who, he was thinking about.
"Allen, you look awfully pale," Lenalee stated. Miranda nodded in agreement.
"I'm always like this," he said energetically as he pinched his cheeks to give color to his complexion. "See," he said with that goofy, clownish grin of his. Suddenly his knees buckled and Kanda, who was once far away, was instantly by his side.
Allen kicked and protested as Kanda effortlessly picked him up. "Put me down! I'm fine!" he insisted. Much to Allen's surprise, the Japanese exorcist laid a hand on the forehead of the struggling younger boy. This was the same Kanda who refused to shake Allen's hand, because he said the Akuma's mark was "contagious."
"Idiot, you have a fever."
"I'm fine!" the younger boy continued to insist. "I can walk by myself!"
"Che, as if. We're losing precious time." Kanda continued to carry him as the girls soon followed them. Allen hated Kanda's one sided arguments. There was no reasoning with the man who refused to call him by his real name. It's Allen, he continued to insist. Of course Kanda never listened. Just like how he didn't listen now. But there was something very comforting about being carried in Kanda's strong arms and resting his head on Kanda's chest, hearing the samurai's slow steady heartbeats.
"Thank you," Allen said suddenly with a bright smile. Kanda was taken aback by how crystal blue Allen's eyes were, that he felt his own temperature go up a few degrees. Awww, Yuu-chan, you're blushing. Kanda could practically hear Lavi gush, although the redhead was nowhere near them. Dammit. That stupid bean sprout was the one that was sick!
"You better not get me sick," was Kanda's reply. "Besides, you're heavy. You shouldn't eat so much. It's not good for you." But Allen didn't hear him. "How could you sleep like that!" Kanda continued to grumble.
Allen woke up in a warm bed in a candle lighted room. He instantly started to rise, but soon found that he couldn't. "Stay," Kanda's strong arms shoved the shrimp back down. (Allen: "I'm not that small!")
"Ow, that hurt," said Allen, rubbing the spot where Kanda pushed him.
"You're weak, bean sprout."
"Allen, you really should rest," Lenalee said motherly, the Lady Nightingale of the group.
"No, I'm fine. Really," Allen said weakly. "I feel much better now," he smiled that bright innocent smile full of warmth.
"Stay," Kanda growled once more.
"I'm okay," Allen continued to insist. "Miranda? See, I'm fine."
"Allen, you should go and rest. Me and Kanda will recover the Innocence. Miranda, you can stay here too and watch him," the Chinese girl smiled at Miranda. Lenalee knew of Miranda's aversion to Kanda. She clearly remembered the look on Miranda's face when she first found out Kanda was joining them.
"I'll try my best," Miranda said gratefully as Allen was looking more somber by the minute. All his friends were ganging up against him.
"I'm fine," Allen pouted in bed as his friends made plans. And everything was fine, until the storm of Akuma came.
Present:
Please, someone come and help me, Miranda prayed helplessly, her arms wrapped around the unconscious Allen. Although that did little good in the past, this time, someone answered her prayers.
"Miranda-chan! Allen-kun!" Miranda was overjoyed to see the Chinese girl with two long pigtails until…
"How could you let him fight in that condition! You knew he was sick!" Poor Miranda suffered under the intense evil glare of the one known as Kanda, the exorcist who never smiled. Well, actually, Miranda had seen Kanda's smile (which looked more like a smirk), but that was only around that white haired cutie he often called "bean sprout."
"I...I...couldn't..." Miranda broke down into a fresh wave of sobs as Kanda attended to Allen's limp body. There was a long open gash down his side that was bleeding profusely. The rest of his body was covered in blood and nasty black and blue bruises. Maybe he had a few broken bones. There was no telling of what Allen had gotten himself into. After all, this was Allen, the boy who didn't care much about his own well-being.
"He has a pulse, but just barely," Kanda stated.
"See Miranda, it's okay," Lenalee comforted Miranda, holding her hand. "Look at me. You couldn't stop him, right? He said Time Record would heal his condition, right?"
Miranda nodded slowly. Lenalee was so nice---so good to her. Miranda knew she didn't deserve it. She always messed up, no matter what she did.
"Miranda-chan, I want you to stay here and take care of Allen. Kanda and I will take care of everything else, okay?" the Chinese exorcist smiled at her. "Do you think you could bandage some of Allen's wounds?"
Miranda nodded again. Kanda just continued to glare at her, as she hiccupped. His glare alone could probably kill its share of Akuma.
"Mugen, Activate," he drew up a long shiny sword.
"Innocence, Activate!" Lenalee chimed in as she flew in the air.
Meanwhile, Miranda's clumsy fingers attempted to fix up beloved Allen-kun.
Within the hour, Kanda and Lenalee finished off the remainder of the Akuma and reverted their attention back to Allen and Miranda.
"Can't you do anything, right?" Kanda yelled at the whimpering Miranda as he looked over Miranda's sloppy bandaging.
"Kanda, she was only trying to help," Lenalee explained.
"Shut up, Lenalee," he growled.
"Kanda, are you sure it's okay to move him?" Lenalee asked. "He has already lost so much blood...He might not make it."
"Shut up, Lenalee," he growled again. "I'll take care of the bean sprout."
"Okay, suit yourself," Lenalee gave a final shrug as she went to join Miranda.
Miranda overheard their whispered voices. Voices that were supposed to make her feel better. Instead, Miranda felt worse. She had killed Allen!
"Wake-up stupid bean sprout! Wake up!" Kanda shook Allen's unconscious form.
Allen finally stirred, breaking into a fit of violent coughs, coughing up blood. It was painful to listen to. Listening to Allen-kun suffer.
"Kanda," Allen moaned weakly. "I think I'm dying." His voice, barely a whisper.
"Shut up, stupid bean sprout. I won't let you die and that's a promise." I hate naïve bastards like you. And bastards who don't keep their words...I hate even more! And Kanda always kept his promises. With that, Yuu Kanda, the teen who only showed an irritable nature, hugged the small exorcist tightly, as if it would hold his body to the mortal plane. "Shut up, stupid bean sprout. I'm here."
Author's Note: Of course, I write very backwards. I can't seem to write in order any more. So how did you guys like that little flashback I had there? Did it work? In case you haven't noticed, I used quotes from episode 5 in the anime, one of my all-time favorite episodes, when Kanda and Allen first go on a mission and they meet Lala, the doll (I forget what chapters that corresponds to in the manga). I included a healthy dosage of Yullen, did I not? So how did you like it? Please review and comment!
addenza- Thank you for reviewing! In case you can't tell, I'm sadistic. No, not the killing cats variety...just the healthy dose of watching my favorite fictional characters suffer every now and then. I love death scenes (of course I'm not very good at writing them), but I can do without the blood and gore. -shudders-
And just for the record, my favorite DGM characters are Allen, Kanda, and Lavi. Do I want any of them to die? Of course not! (Well, I don't care if Lenalee dies) But if Allen, Lavi, and/or Kanda did die (and not in the Allen kinda way where he came back) forever, I would officially stop watching/reading and boycott D.Gray Man. Now enough of my rant. Here's the part where I thank everybody for reading. So, thank you for reading and please stop by with a review/comment. I promise you a shout out in the next chapter. (Yes, there will be another one...hopefully...but I'm not sure when it will come out). So far, I plan on writing one more chapter to this thing, where you can look forward to Lavi and Timcanpy, our favorite bookman and golem. :)
-Phractured Reality