Yo here we are agin XD chapter 3 of Allen to nella!!!
we have out little seme coming in~
disclaimer: i do not own any of these characters they all belong to Katsura Hoshino!!
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"Allen! Allen!"
Allen heard his name and sobbing. His head throbbed and he couldn't quite make out where he was.
"Whmi…" Allen attempted to speak, but even opening his mouth hurt. So he lay there, trying to figure out who the voice was.
"He hit his head pretty hard." he heard some one comment, the voice seemed so distant, so far away.
"No. No. I don't wanna die!" he screamed, reaching out for anything, anyone. Something he could grasp on to tightly so he wouldn't go.
He heard some one gasp.
"Allen! Don't move Allen!" Allen didn't care who it was anymore, panic rose in his chest as he attempted to stay conscious.
He caught hold of something long and soft, like silk. Allen held on tight, trying to pull himself up.
"Ahhhh! MOYASHI! Let go!" Allen recognised the voice immediately as he felt a constant tugging at his hands
"Kanda!" he cried, still trying to get up with whatever he was holding, his eyesight seemed to return. The room was filled with a loud buzzing of voices, shuffling and every few seconds, shouting and screaming. Allen's head throbbed.
"Crap…" he swore silently under his breath, touching his head lightly, feeling heavy bandages.
He felt hands trying to push him down but he insisted on staying up. Allen was relying more on his hearing than his eyesight. Looking around with his newly regained eyesight he saw people battling giant blobs that looked like the stuff that came out of the potions.
"What happened…" Allen looked around dazed as the words managed to escape from his lips.
"Che." The all too familiar voice taunted, "You got hit in the head with a glass flask. Did it hit you so hard you don't even remember what happened? Baka."
Allen was filled with rage. Even if he was hit on the head, how could Kanda be so mean to him?
"Well, if you don't treat me any better I'm gonna… " the world whirled around him once more. Letting go of the thing he was holding onto, he steadied himself with Kanda's shoulder. Even sitting up was a challenge for him, but he decided to stand. "That Tim is going to whack…silly…" Allen's eyes did a little jiggle and he fell into another state of unconsciousness.
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Allen woke up to find himself in his bed, surrounded by his little oddities. The little elf in the painting on the wall jeered at him, making fun at his expense. His chest felt heavy, but it wasn't that it was hard to breath, it was just, heavy. He sat up stretching a bit and carefully testing if the world would spin for him if he tried to stand up, but it didn't. He realized he wasn't wearing a shirt, most likely because it would have been covered in potion and blood and was taken to get washed. His head was still mummified in the bandages yet he felt perfectly fine, just a bit cold. So carefully, he made his way to the door, planning to get a new shirt.
"Maybe I'll go ask Lavi for a shirt." Allen mumbled to himself as he turned the door knob. Thinking about it, Lavi's room wasn't that far away at all, so not that it mattered if he had a shirt on or not. So half naked, he tip toed outside.
Kanda, by coincidence had reluctantly agreed to stand guard at Allen's door, making sure he wouldn't run away or do any of the stupid things he did. He was arguing with himself weather he should get a soba while Allen was asleep, but his mind was made up as the door knob turned.
The door opened.
A scream rang down the corridor…
