Wow you guys are so good at reviewing, the Harry Potter fandom totally sucks! I've got a couple of stories going on there and no reviews whatsoever on one of them… maybe I'm just awful :'(

Allen just stood there in the spare room for a while and tried to sort out all the new information inside his head. He didn't know how long he stayed there. It could have been hours or a few fleeting seconds. Time was nothing more than a blur to the young Demon.

However, Allen was soon pulled out of his shocked stupor by a loud knocking sound resonating from the front door.

Should he get it?

Allen decided it would be rude not to, and ever being a gentleman he hurried down the hallway and opened the door. On the other side was a beautiful blonde woman with a sweeping fringe that covered most of her face, and oddly a small white monkey perched on her shoulder. The woman smirked at him.

"You must be the beansprout, nice to meet you I'm Klaud Nyne Kanda's neighbor," Her little monkey gave a friendly chattering sound.

"Oh look Lau likes you!" She scratched the miniature primate under his chin. While Allen just stood there doing a marvelous impression of a goldfish.

"Hello," Stuttered the white haired Demon, "I'm Allen," He stepped aside to let Klaud in.

The blond gave Allen a once over with piercing purple eyes, "Aren't you just the cutest thing," she said cheekily.

Klaud gave Allen a mischievous wink, and he felt his cheeks flush pink.

"Now Kanda dearest told me that you don't have any proper clothes to wear, is that right?"

Allen could only answer with a silent nod, his voice seemed to have deserted him.

"Well we can't have that can we! Luckily for you I'm an expert seamstress, so we can get you a lovely wardrobe made to measure."

Allen felt like Klaud was mentally sizing him up, if she had a tape measure with her he was sure it would be all over him.

"Alright then Allen lets be off!" Klaud said enthusiastically.

Allen gave her a blank look.

"All my equipment is back at my house, it's a couple of paces down the road. Did you think I kept a sewing kit under my skirt? Come on!" Klaud gave him a bright smile and beckoned him out of the door.

Allen could only follow this strange woman, and try his best to keep up.

The young Demon took the time on this brief walk between the two houses to soak in the scenery.

Kanda's house was on a large hill, right on the edge of the large bamboo forest Allen first found himself in. Below him, at the base of the hill, Allen could see the dark rooftops of a small village. It was shrouded in a chilly mist so he couldn't make out much, but he could tell that the houses and buildings there were far less splendid than Kanda's.

Kanda had neglected to provide Allen with a pair of shoes, so the crisp autumnal leaves that had blown off the surrounding trees crunched in-between his toes. They were mainly bamboo but Allen could make out a few maple and cherry leaves.

It wasn't exactly freezing, but Allen had never been bothered by cold temperatures. However, he always suffered when it got hotter. Luckily back in London it was usually very temperate, and the weather barely strayed above thirty degrees. Allen wasn't quite sure what the weather was usually like in Japan. He hoped it didn't get too warm.

Allen's ponderings about the weather were soon halted. They'd reached Klaud's house.

The blonde's house was about halfway down the hill and not as large as Kanda's. Nonetheless, it was still as elegant and impressive. Its garden, however, was much prettier than the stoic samurai's. Klaud seemed to enjoy gardening, that or she employed someone to do it for her. Kanda's garden was simple in comparison.

"This way Allen," Chirped Klaud in a singsong tone of voice.

Allen followed her through the magnificent garden and they made their way inside. He was glad to see that the inside of Klaud's house was much friendlier than Kanda's. There were potted plants and ornaments all over the place, and thick woven rugs on the floor. Allen relished the sensation of the soft material on his bare feet.

Klaud beckoned Allen to follow her, and she led him into what could only be her sewing room.

It was absolutely covered in all things textiles. The first thing that caught Allen's eye was a large table in the center of the room with lots of colourful material spread over it. Deep indigos and royal blues winked at Allen from under a blood red sheet of fabric, and there was a whole rainbow of thread in a small ornate box.

To the side of the room there were several wooden mannequins, each with varying stages of complete and unfinished work on them. Allen stared with wide eyes at the elaborate kimonos and yukatas.

Klaud gave a small chuckle at Allen's awed face, "Don't worry Allen I'll make sure you have clothes just as nice as them," She nodded towards the mannequins.

"Ah, you really don't have to…" Allen felt a bit guilty, it's not like he was paying for any of this.

Klaud waved her hand in dismissal, "Pfft don't speak such nonsense Allen, sewing is my passion as well as my job. So really you're helping me out here. It's always wonderful to make clothes for someone knew. There is such adventure in finding out what cut, and colours suite someone best. And actually making the garments is so rewarding."

Klaud had an almost dreamy expression on her face as she said this, so Allen felt a little better.

"Okay then Allen, if you would take your kimono off for me I can start measuring you." Klaud didn't wait for an answer and just started undoing Allen's obi.

Allen flushed a bright pink, "But… but I'm not wearing anything else!"

"Hush now Allen, what's a little nudity amongst friends?"

Allen gulped and accepted the fate that was to befall him. It was almost as bad as when Lenalee took him shopping back in 2013.

Hours later Allen finally escaped Klaud's clutches and he came away with several new items of clothing, and a promise for more.

Klaud had made Allen two kimonos and two yukatas. The heavier kimonos were for when it got colder, and to reflect that Klaud had made them using cool colours. One was a deep indigo with a midnight blue obi, and the other was a frosty white with spiderweb-like patterns running along the hems. The yukatas however were in much warmer colours, one was a deep blood red and the other was a bright sunshine gold.

Allen also got a striped jinbei set for sleeping, and a pair of loose harem pants and body-hugging top for exercise. Klaud's exact words were training, but Allen didn't know what he'd be training for.

"So what do you think Allen?" Said Klaud excitedly as she admired him in his white kimono.

Allen really didn't know what to say, it was a stunning piece of work and surprisingly very comfortable.

"It's lovely Klaud," said Allen.

Klaud grinned at him, "Well that's all I can do for today, but now I have your measurements I'll be able to whip up a couple of extra things for you."

Allen new better than to argue.

"You should probably be getting back to Kanda's house, he'll be home soon" said Klaud.

Allen nodded, gathering up his new clothes, "Yes thank you, I'll be able to find my own way back up."

Allen bid Klaud goodbye and thanked her another hundred times, she had to practically push him out the door.

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When Allen got home Kanda was already there, he was sitting in the dining room eating a steaming bowl of noodles.

Allen's stomach gave a ravenous growl, the young demon felt his cheeks flush in embarrassment.

A devilish smirk appeared on Kanda's lips, "Hungry beansprout?"

"I'll just go put these away," Allen gestured to the pile of clothes in his arms. Trotting along to his room Allen lay them gently on the futon, he'd put them away properly later. He was too hungry for that right now.

Allen quickly made his way back to the dining area.

Kanda looked up as the white haired Demon reentered the room, "There's some more soba over there." Kanda pointed a chop-stick over his shoulder.

Allen gave him a bright smile of gratitude and walked over to the plate of still steaming soba, and to Allen's dismay another pair of chop-sticks. He had never managed to work out how to use those little twigs. Lenalee had tried to teach him many times, but he just couldn't hold them right.

Allen sat down opposite Kanda at the table and studied how he was holding the chop-sticks. Trying and failing to mimic the Japanese man. He just ended up dropping them in the soba.

"Beansprout what are you doing?" Asked the samurai.

Allen blushed slightly, "Well where I come from we don't use chop-sticks, I've tried to use them before but I always fail. Last time I dropped a prawn in Lavi's tea." Allen sighed.

Kanda raised a delicate eyebrow at him. "Then what do you eat with?"

"They're called forks, we also have knives and spoons." Allen looked wistfully at the chop-sticks wishing that they were a set of more familiar cutlery.

"Well I've never heard of such a thing, so you're going to have to learn how to use chop-sticks or starve." Kanda tried not to react to the blush that quickly made itself present on Allen's cheeks.

"Can you help me please, I don't know how…" Allen looked hungrily at his quickly cooling soba.

"Honestly Beansprout," Kanda rolled his eyes, "You hold them like this." Kanda reached over the table and took hold of Allen's pale hands, and tried his best to ignore how soft and warm they were.

Kanda then positioned Allen's hand with the chop-sticks held correctly.

Kanda leant back across the table and picked up his own chopsticks, "Now you just move your index finger like this," Kanda demonstrated, "And you can pick things up with them."

"Thank you Kanda," said Allen as he attempted to pick up some noodles. He succeeded but immediately dropped them in surprise.

Kanda smirked. It was a wonder how Allen hadn't noticed how adorable he was. But that just made him cuter, so Kanda didn't complain.

After finishing their meal Kanda stood and took his and Allen's plates and placed them on the side.

"Kanda I want to make myself useful is there anything that I can do?" Said Allen.

Kanda turned to look Allen's endearing expression of helpfulness, "No, my father placed servants in my home I never see them but they clear everything up for me."

"Oh, who's your father?"

"He's not actually my blood-father, I'm adopted." Kanda turned away, Allen could tell he was uncomfortable.

"I never knew my father either, my parents abandoned me at birth, so I've never met them."

Kanda's head snapped back round to face Allen.

Who would abandon such an adorable Demon? Thought the samurai.

Kanda was surprised when a spark of anger towards Allen's parents flickered and died inside of him.

The two men then lapsed into an awkward silence.

Allen broke the stillness, "Kanda where did you go earlier?"

"Beansprout, I'm part of the Demon defense force, the stupid humans have started attacking us. I was at a strategy meeting."

Allen felt all the blood drain out his face and cold terror clutch at his heart, "You said it was the last month of autumn didn't you?" questioned Allen, his voice quivering.

Kanda looked Allen dead in the eye, something was obviously very wrong, "Yes…?"

Allen took a shuddering breath, "Oh god. This isn't good. Not good at all! Very very bad!"

Allen remembered his school history lessons, where the teacher taught the class about the Great Demon War of 1868. The way she told the class about it made it seem like a great victory, not the mindless massacre it truly was.

"What the hell are you talking about beansprout?" Kanda walked over to Allen and shook his shoulder, to try and snap him out of his agitated state.

"Kanda at the end of this year, the humans… they'll kill us all." Allen turned to Kanda his moon like eyes swimming with fear.

"What?" questioned the samurai at a loss, he had no idea what Allen was talking about.

"Kanda I'm from the future, I have attended history lessons where I have learnt about this upcoming war! There are too many humans we'll all be killed!" Allen shuddered as he remembered the whole page in that stupid text book that was totally dedicated to the disappearance of one Yuu Kanda.
It was said he was one of the main Demons acting against the humans and that one night he simply just vanished. The text book obviously said he must have fled fearing for his life. But Allen knew that couldn't be true. Kanda wasn't cowardly at all. He seemed like the Demon who would stay and fight to the bitter end.

"Beansprout we're Demons they're stupid apes! We can't be wiped out!" Kanda's face transformed into a disbelieving scowl.

"Please Kanda, we'll be killed!"

Allen hung his head it was futile trying to reason with the dark haired Demon.

These ancient Demons were powerful. They still knew how to fight and defend themselves, unlike Allen who was totally 21st century in this regard, and knew nothing about defensive fighting.

Kanda still had to fight to live, but this made him proud. A strong Alpha Demon like Kanda could probably take on twenty human soldiers and come out of it relatively unharmed, but the humans outnumbered the Demons hundreds to one. They stood no chance. Not even Kanda.

"Che beansprout stop spewing nonsense." With that last remark, Kanda turned and left the cold dining room.

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