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Before Chapter Author Notes (BCAN):
Chapter one reviewers:
To Erufuno: Thank you! ^_^ I'm glad it's okay so far!
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Chapter two reviewers:
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To author12306: Thank you!~ And thanks for reviewing twice!
To Erufuno: Thanks for reviewing twice! And I'm curious as well..c;
Now, on with the chapter!
The child's expression definitely was not a pleasant one. Isn't it illegal to kidnap kids? Well, not that it hadn't happened before, but this was different. This place...It looked like some sort of business. He could only imagine what was behind every door they passed.
"Where are you 'ven takin' me?" Red muttered with annoyance.
He was bluntly ignored, the redheaded exorcist didn't even glance at him, which infuriated Red.
"Don't fuckin' ignore me, you stupid' twat!" The boy began to squirm from Kanda's tight grip.
Lavi finally glanced at him, "Hm? Did you say something?"
Red's expression darkened. Why did things like this always happen to him?
A door was opened. The child tried to see which room they were going into, but the man's hold didn't loosen.
He didn't have time to react when he was roughly thrown onto the floor, the bruises he had gotten the day before were freshly sore, and more painful then they had been earlier.
Red wore a deepened grimace from the pain, his eyes shut tightly.
"Ya' can't just run aroun' kidnapping kids, and then bloody throwing 'em, you God damn tranny'!" The boy shrieked at Kanda, causing a tick to appear on the samurai's shoulder, and gritting teeth to hold back from lashing out on the child, though, his hand subconsciously moved to Mugen.
The science department grew anxious from the possible battle that might happen between the 9 year old and the 18 year old.
"Who is the kid, anyways?" Kanda spoke with tight lips. Many scientists let out a breath of relief.
Komui held a clipboard in his hand, his eyes scanning over it. "We aren't completely sure, but we think it may be Allen. Either that, or another child that tagged along with a clown named Mana." The sister complex furrowed his brows. "If only we had a bit more evidence." He finished. By now, even Kanda's eyes had widened a bit. There was no way this rude brat could be the ever-so-polite Allen Walker.
"Evidence, huh? Well, not everyone has Allen's left arm," Lavi offered with a slight shrug.
Komui gasped gratefully. "You're right! But...Who volunteers to take off his mitt?" The chief spoke with sweat beading at his forehead. An uncomfortable silence washed over the department.
"What' the fuck do you' need me' mitt for?" The boy spoke in a shaky angered accusation. At this point, he couldn't even keep his voice from wavering.
"We just need to see if you've injured your left hand." Komui lied smoothly.
"I can 'ssure you, my hand is perfectly' normal." The boy spoke with a bit too much defense against the chief's words.
The scientists and exorcists by now were a bit confused. Allen was never this self conscious about his hand before. Or perhaps he never showed he was? Then again, he always wore long sleeved shirts and gloves. Realizing they had blindly missed hints, they felt a bit of guilt for not knowing anything about the white-haired boy.
Kanda interrupted the guilt-tripping silence with a heavy, exasperated sigh. "Spineless." He insulted the group under his breath. He walked over and in one slick move, he tore off the glove, leaving the boy no time to stop him.
The red, scaly, deformed hand was revealed. The green glowing cross exposed for everyone to see.
Red's eyes grew wide, a look of horror etched into his expression. He felt his bottom lip begin to quiver. The ugly, deformed limb openly being shown to the group of strangers, practically screaming, 'I'm a demon! Fear me!'
His breath quickened, he felt his face growing hot. "I'm not a monsta', I swear!" The boy shrieked pathetically, he felt hot tears spill over, rolling down his cheeks. He cowered down to protect himself from the expected kicking and punches, the bruises protesting against his movements. He wished that every time he cowered down, he could avoid listening to the painful insults they threw.
But they never came.
The boy finally picked his head up from his knees, wearing a look of innocent confusion. Red could clearly see the pained look on the chief's face, translucent tears had built up in his eyes behind his glasses.
He glanced over at the redheaded and black-haired exorcists. Kanda's eyebrows were furrowed down, but his eyes were narrowed greatly, his lips were sharply parted. Lavi's expression mirrored Kanda's, though, many emotions passed through the emerald green eye, each one flashing by as fast as the last one had gone.
Red looked away, now looking at the shocked, painful expressions that collided with each other's.
The boy grit his teeth, his messy hair shading his eyes. He tore the glove from the samurai's hand, and sprinted out as quickly as he could.
An alien, numbing humiliation grew in Kanda's heart.
"...So it is Allen." Lavi broke the silence.
Author notes:
Poor Red! I feel so bad for traumatizing him, ; n ; Lets do a poll! The most voted place will be where Red runs off to, and who he may bump into!
Pick a place and a person: ^v^
A) Cafeteria
B) Allen's room
C) Lost in the halls!
D) Other: (Write place here)
A) Link
B) Lenalee
C) Rouvelier
D) Other: (Write name of person here)
I hope you enjoyed!