Chapter 3: Rebirth
Blue.
Great expanses of blue stretched out across the sky, the fields a never-ending colour. The sky curled its opaque blue arms around the Earth, hugging its dusty surface closely and enveloping it in a rich sapphire blanket. The sun studded the sky, the glowing yellow orb glinting sharply, lighting up the with its lively energy and making the gentle blue shimmer like the wings of a thousand butterflies.
Fluffy whips of cotton-candy cloud bobbed playfully through the sky's still surface, traveling slowly though the sea of blue in its ride on the gentle gusts of wind, bathing in the sun's soft glow. But then, the cloud separated, the fragile structure broken from the random bursts of wind., wispy tentacles hooked onto the sky, clawing at its surface like a lone ribbon swirling in the vast, open sky..
A small pink hand reached out, blocking out the sun and protecting the child's eyes from the bright rays. The white-haired boy's mouth parted in wonder as he watched the clouds ballet across the sky. "Hey Yu, what do they call this in Japan?" the boy questioned, the bright cheerful sound of his voice ringing out through the air like a thousand ringing bells. He closed his fist on the sun, tugging on it as if he could bring it down from the sky.
"What? The sky?" came the gruff reply. The grass rustled as the figure to Allen's right shifted, the sound alerting movement to the boy.
"Yeah, the sky, what do you call it, Yu?" Allen asked innocently. Kanda snorted and turned to face the younger boy, studying his features. Allen's head was still turned toward the sky, his small pink lips comically parted in awe.
"We call it, 'sora'," he mumbled in reply, nuzzling his nose into the crook of Allen's neck. "stupid bean-sprout," he added with an afterthought with a self-satisfied smile quirking up at the corner of his mouth at the insult.
Not hearing the name, Allen tilted his head as if pondering something. "Sora, huh?" he murmured thoughtfully, "what a pretty word." He sighed in content and let a lop-sided smile form on his face as his eyebrows fluttered close. Under the warm rays, he drifted off to sleep.
***
"What the fuck?"
Kanda swore colourfully as the air in front of him pulsed and rippled. He jumped back in caution, eyeing the convulsing ball of air suspiciously. His hand was already resting on his sword, bracing himself to lunge if anything strange happened.
Well, anything stranger than this already was.
It had to be one of those days that Mother Nature decided to fuck up a perfectly ordinary morning and turn it into something of a screwed-up fairy tale. Kanda swore bitterly to himself, a vein popping in his forehead. The air palpitated, a bright light shining through its ripples as a white mop of hair passed through the ring of trembling air and made itself present. Kanda tensed, readying himself to attack the alien intruder, only to sigh in annoyance as a face was revealed.
It was the boy.
A face of a young boy and the hair of an old man's, his eyelids closed in what seemed like a deep sleep.
Another freak.
But human nonetheless. Kanda groaned. He just hoped that this one wasn't as annoying as that stupid overly hyperactive rabbit, Kanda narrowed his eyes as a golden golem emerged, flying out from the portal. It shook itself, flapping its small wings wildly, buffeted by the breeze. "Komui again," he growled. "Tch that bastard's always giving me trouble." The last remark was spat out.
The white-haired boys arm caught his attention. The skin was horribly burnt and scarred, raw and swollen bright, blood-red. Kanda's eyes traveled up to the boys face. There was a matching scar there, a jagged red line running down his right cheek. Kanda wondered with slight curiosity if it was it was an effect of the transportation or if It had been there before. It certainly hadn't happened to that stupid rabbit.
As soon as he was fully emerged, the boy fell to the ground with a soft thud, disturbing the Earth and sending million bits of dirt flying. The portal closing behind him, leaving an awkward silence hanging in the air.
What now?
Warm….
Allen's fingers wove themselves into the warm cloth
Wait, cloth?
Allen jolted upright, snapped awake as his body jerked up, accidentally slamming his forehead into Kanda's.
The ground opened up beneath him.
"#$&#$%!" Kanda swore profusely as he dusted himself off the ground, glaring at the confused white haired boy beneath him. The boys large innocent eyes were wide with shock.
A heated pink blush dusted his face as Allen realised that he was lying underneath the Japanese man that was glowering in front of him. He sprung up from the ground, hiding behind his knees and curling into a protective ball under the piercing dagger-like stare of his saviour.
"I see you're awake," Kanda snapped, rubbing his abused forehead irritably, "idiot."
Allen's cheeks turned the shade of a ripe tomato as he puffed out his cheeks and pouting slightly. "That wasn't very nice," he mumbled, cowering behind his knees.
"Tch, says the person who head butted the guy who saved him as soon as they regained consciousness," Kanda mocked.
Allen stuck out his tongue in response. Kanda promptly flipped his middle finger. Stupid brat.
Allen peeked shyly from behind the wall of his knees. "What's your name?" he asked curiously.
"Kanda." The man replied dismissively, grunting as the boy shot him a skeptical glance.
"Just Kanda?" Allen pressed.
Rolling his eyes at the boys persistence, Kanda turned his head, groaning in irritation. "I don't believe I know your name," Kanda said gruffly. The boys widened his eyes, freezing. His name…
What was it again?
Shock pounced and seized his mind with its icy claws, turning him stone. Waving his hand in front of Allen's face, Kanda snorted. Judging from the look on the boy's face he was no longer being acknowledged. Great, the brat was mentally retarded too. Just great. Exactly what I need on a stressful, Monday morning, Kanda thought sarcastically. Allen stood there, unable to comprehend, not able to understand.
He'd forgotten his own name."Oy! Bean sprout!" Kanda snapped, irritated that the boy was ignoring him so plainly.
Not only that, there was something else, something important, something he needed to remember.What was it?Someone's name.
Allen screamed as a searing pain tore through his head.
It was as if someone, or something was trying to stop him from remembering.But remembering what exactly?
Allen gave a huge, ragged breath and collapsed onto the floor. He his wrapped arms around himself and gripped tightly and trembled uncontrollably, twitching, his eyes staring blankly at the ground.
Who was he?
"OY, BRAT" Kanda shouted, louder this time. Worry and genuine concern lacing his voice.
Allen's brain vaguely registered a movement, but in his state of shock, he did nothing about it. He couldn't do anything about it.
Someone…
A pair of strong hands wrapped themselves around Allen's small frame and he gratefully huddled in them.
Who?
He grabbed a fistful of his silky white hair, freezing at the foreign texture.
His hand.
Horrified, Allen slowly lifted his shaking hand in front of his face. His eyeballs growing wide in their sockets at the image they took in. Bloodied and red, it was as if it wasn't his hand, as if it was the hand of some monster. Embedded In the center of it was some sort of cross.
The symbol of God.
Allen lifted his hand and ran it along his face, shock showing plainly on his face at the foreign sensation. He traced the groove of the deep scar that ran down his cheek.
That definitely hadn't been there before.
Allen groaned as his right eye swiveled wildly around in a full circle, the movement was making him dizzy.
What in the world was going on?
That was Allen's last coherent thought before he was out cold.
***
A figure giggled, his chilling laughter sending shivers of fear down Allen's spine.
He was dreaming again.
"Allennnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn," the voice chirped. A mop of flaming red hair emerged from the darkness and a black eye patch revealed itself, adorning the right of the older boys face. He knew this person! What was his name again? "Lets play. Lets play a game!" the voice laughed.
There was no humour in the laugh, just fake, fake pretense. It made Allen sick to look at that plastic smile. It made his stomach churn with disgust. The boys arms locked around Allen's shoulders, capturing him in a iron grip. Allen struggled. He didn't want to be here. "Lets play a game," the boy whispered into Allen's ear, breath hot on his skin.
"of death."
Suddenly the boy's eyes flahsed and his eerie smile stretched into a maniacal grin. He removed his right hand from Allen's shoulder and twisted his into a headlock at lightning speed. His hand reached into his pocket and drew out a knife, twirled it once,
and buried it into Allen's flesh.
Allen screamed, the pain worse than he'd ever felt. It burned like someone had tore out a chunk of his skin and poured acid over the wound. Beside him the boy laughed cruelly, twirling the blade and coming at him from a different angle. With dull eyes Allen saw the boy lick his lips as his blood spayed over his face. Another stab of pain, jolted up his spine.
And another
And another
And another
fourteen times.
Just as he was ready to submit to the darkness that was enveloping his brain, he heard the clatter of the blade on the ground.
He watched as the red pool of his own blood leaked out of him. He fell to the floor with a thump when the boy finally let him go, finally finished with the sick so called game. Allen felt like a rag doll, no, worse than that, he felt betrayed.
He knew that he had once trusted this person, he knew that they once had been the best of friends.
So why?
A tear flowed from the corner of his closing eye.
Why?
Why Why Why?
He didn't even feel pain anymore, only the faint throb of the fourteen wounds by his side. The tears flowed silently from his face, sliding down to join the pool of red liquid. Salt mixing with the copper fluid.
He stilled.
The boy gave the warm body a final kick before sighing. "Awww, Allen-chan doesn't want to play anymore," he pouted. "He's all broken now." Giggling to himself he wiped the blood off his face with the sleeve of his shirt. "That's too bad, Lavi really liked him," the boy smirked, fake grief in his voice.
***
"Moyashi. Hey moyashi wake up!" the voice urged Allen, arms gently nudging him in the side.
"I said its Allen." Allen mumbled groggily, flinging his arm up to slap away the annoyance, only to have it collide with Kanda's nose.
"Q#^#$%&! That's the second time!" Kanda quickly backed away from the bed to avoid further injury to his face.
Wait…
That was it, that was his name!
He was Allen Walker!
Springing from his bed, Allen jumped into Kanda, hands fisting Kanda's shirt he screamed into the man's ear. "My name, I remember it!" he shouted gleefully. Plugging his ears, Kanda winced from the sound of Allen's shrill shout.
"Ok, and?" he said slowly "you don't have to make me deaf for it, I heard the first time." Turning his head back to Allen he found the boy gawking at him.
Kanda squirmed under Allen's probing gaze.
"Who are you?"
"The moon bunny," Kanda mocked.
"Wha?" Allen stared blankly, a confused expression on his face.
"I was joking," Kanda sighed, "now let go of me." He tried to shake the boy off, but Allen stayed firmly, and stubbornly, stationary, his grip surprisingly strong.
"You made me remember my name," the boy whispered softly.
Suddenly an overly-hyperactive boy bounded into the room and crashed into the two. "Yu-Channnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn! I heard voices. Is Allen-kun alright?
Allen froze, recognising the face almost immediately.
The red locks
The pirate-like eye patch
It was the boy from his dream.
More importantly the boy knew his name. He had only just regained memory of it a few moments ago so how did this boy know of it even before he himself regained consciousness over it?
This was bad, A feeling of dread settled over Allen.
How did he know his name…?X~xx~X X~xx~X X~xx~X X~xx~X X~xx~X X~xx~X X~xx~X X~xx~X X~xx~X
A/N: WOOO! LONGEST CHAPTER YET! 2136 WORDS! 8DDD
"feels proud"
XDDD
argh and now I have to do homework… my brain hurts…
"sulks like the lazy bitch she is"
Allen save meeee DDD:
Allen: no way -_-
Me: "turns towards Kanda"
-puppy dog eyes-
Kanda: don't even think about it, I kill puppies for breakfast
me, Allen: o.O
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