Memories

ATTENTION! I DO NOT OWN D. GRAY MAN OR ANY OF IT'S CHARACTERS!

D. GRAY-MAN BELONGS TO HOSHINO KATSURA!

Chapter II

The movie stopped. The handsome, young man was back in that damned, white nothing. But now, there were sparkles flying everywhere. 'What the heck…'
Was this all his imagination? Was this all just a dream?

A voice was coming from heaven. 'Kanda? Kanda! Wake up, you stupid retard!'
It was a woman's voice.

No…
No!
He wanted to stay in that place! Peaceful! Free… not bound by rules, church or Innocence.
'Let me stay…' He whispered just before he collapsed.

When he opened his eyes again, he was in the Black Order.
Home for most of the exorcist. Not for him. He had no home. Nowhere.

'Kanda! You're awake!' Now that stupid Lenalee was crying again!
'I know that I'm awake!' He shouted. 'Go away!'
He tried to sit up, but his back hurt enormous.
He sank back in the pillows groaning.

'Calm down, Kanda, you broke you leg and wrist, you back is hurt as well. You've to rest.'
'And you shouldn't tell me what I've to do, leave, now!'
Komui entered the room. 'I can hear you woke up. Don't be so loud, Allen is still sleeping.'
'Is that cursed freak also in this room?'
'That cursed freak, like you call him, is fighting for his life right now!' Komui began to lose his calm, he had been up whole night 'cause all of the exorcists sent on a mission, had come back wounded, and one of them didn't made it. Chaoji Han passed away just over midnight.

Komui sighed. 'Let me see your wounds.'
He knocked of the sheets and Kanda realized he was only wearing his boxer shorts, but Lenalee had already left the room.

It was the samurai's first time to have so many deep wounds.

'Your wounds aren't healing that fast anymore now your curse is gone huh?'
'Tsch.' Kanda turned his head away from the purple-haired science-freak.

His leg and wrist were splinted, and he had some scratches and bruises all over his body. Also some deep cuts.

'How long should I stay here?' He muttered.
'I don't know, 'till your wounds are healed.' Komui answered while taking a couple of bandages to cure the young man's wounds. 'You were lucky Allen could hold of the Noah clan for a while. It could me much worse than it's right now. I want you to realize that you could be dead.' The scientist said.

'Are you telling me I have to thank that cursed Moyashi? It's because of him that the Noah's came after us! If he only didn't host the brother of the earl, than, aaaah!' He screamed.
The pain from his back began to spread throughout his whole body. There came tears in his eyes. He almost bit a piece of his tongue 'cause moving so wild caused him a lot of pain.

'Don't be so violent, Kanda, you have to lay down, otherwise you won't be able to walk anymore. If you don't rest enough, you'll make it very difficult for you body to heal.'

'As if I care!'

'I know you do care!'

'Shut the fuck up! Just take care of the bandages and then leave! Or I'll slice you in halfs!'

'How are you going to do that? You can't move without pain.' Gibed the division head.

'Shut up!' Kanda repeated.

Komui shaked his head, and did some disinfectant on a tuft of cotton wool. 'This might pick a little.' He warned.

'Tsch.'

'Stop tsch-ing! You're getting on my nerves!' Now Komui really began to lose his patience. 'Kanda, please, it's been a long night, I can't have your bad-humoured state now. I'll do my job, then I'll leave and go to sleep, so please just stay quiet. AND STOP TRYING TO HIT ME!' You'll get even more hurt!'

'Then stop hurting me with that goddamned disinfectant!'

'It's for your own best!'

'I don't care!' Kanda barked.

Komui sighed. 'I give it up.' He dropped his instruments and left the room. 'I'll send Reever to take care of you if you've calmed down.'

Kanda tried to grab the sheets so he could go back to sleep. Doing that, his back hurt a lot and he wasn't able to use both of his hands 'cause of the bandage around his wrist.
'Damned science-freak, damned Moyashi.' He muttered.

He sank back into the pillows when he finally managed to knock the sheets back. Every square millimeter in his body hurt. His head was throbbing.

He closed his eyes and tried to sleep.
'Kanda? Kanda?' someone shook his shoulder.
The young man waked up. He stared straight into the eyes of the spiky-haired scientist. Reever Wenham. He was an Australian, and he was the leader of a science department.

'Kanda? May I cure your wounds? You don't want them to get infected, do you?'

'Do if you like.'

Reever helped Kanda in a sitting position. The samurai screamed because of the pain that action was causing. Mad, he tried to hold the tears back.

He hated this weakness!

Now his curse was gone, he couldn't recover that fast anymore. Sometimes, he really wanted to get back that curse.

Now he sat up, he could see the room better than before. He was shocked by seeing Allen Walker. The teen's whole face was swollen and covered in wounds. Even in coma, he suffered in pain.

'Is he going to be all right?' Kanda asked.

'We don't know yet. Neah's trying to kill his spirit.'

'You mean that Moyashi's going to be taken over by that guy?'

'That's one possibility. An other one is that Crown Clown starts fighting against the Noah. And then Allen can get killed by them.'

'In other words, there's now way that he can stay who he is? He can't stay human?'

'As I just said, we don't know yet.'

'I know it. Moyashi's going to win against that creep! There's no way in hell he would ever lose himself! He's going to survive this, I'm sure of that.'

After Reever had took care of the blue-haired man (who's whole chest was covered in bandages), he gave him something to sleep and left.

Kanda's eyes became heavy and he was entrained in a restless sleep.
Just before he closed his eyes, he heard Moyashi whispering something.

'Mana…'

'Keep on walking, Moyashi…' He muttered.