White Light is a Mixture of Colours

Chapter 3 – May, 2005

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Pairing: Yullen/Arekan and a bit of Lenallen

Rating: K+ (May change in later chapters)

Summary: It's Allen's first day of school and he meets that someone at After School Care.

Word count: ~ 1500


Allen trotted slowly towards a large mahogany double door labeled "Indoor Playground" on a shiny golden plaque that hung on the wall beside it. He clutched a storybook he borrowed from the library tightly in his gloved hands and wrapped around his arms, as if to protect it from anyone or anything that may have intent to hurt his precious book. Allen didn't expect the room to contain any fewer than hordes of children of different grades playing excitedly. After all, After School Care was being held there and he had a general impression that most parents – or guardians - are too busy to pick up their children after school and care for them. He couldn't help but feel immensely nervous. He hugged the book closer to his chest, and not in an attempt to shield it but perhaps to use it as a shield. He hoped nobody would ask about his gloves.

Allen never had any trouble socializing with others. Many teachers have always commented on how polite and cheerful a young man he is. That hasn't stopped the bullies though. He always noticed how people's responses are slower than normal during introductions. He would speak his usual line of something like "hello, I'm Allen Walker, it's nice to meet you" and would have to wait a few moments while the other party examined his unusually deformed features before introducing themselves. He didn't like the staring at all and it really didn't help that he was the new kid that enrolled during the middle of – no, almost the end of – the school year.

He pushed open the door and entered the room. And just as he expected, many children were running and jumping around, sliding down the slides, trying to swing as high as they could on the swings, playing with toys and throwing balls everywhere while they played in the ball pool. Some older children were just laughing and chatting with their friends.

Friends. It was only his first day at his new school but he felt dejected that he hadn't made any friends so far. Sure, he's talked to some people, but he wasn't sure if he could really call them his friends. They didn't speak more than a few sentences and he didn't eat lunch with them or play with them during recess.

"Hello there, little one. You can call me Ms. Woods. May I have your name?"

"Hello, Ms. Woods. My name is Allen Walker," he beamed.

"It's nice to meet you, Allen. Okay, I have your name ticked off so you can go and play now. If you want to borrow toys to play with all you have to do is ask one of the teachers here. Have fun!"

"Thank you, Ms. Woods."

Allen let his eyes wander around the playground in search of a place where he can sit and read his book. Luckily for him, he found a somewhat secluded area away from the noise of the children. He sat on the floor and started reading his book, a picture book with at most two short sentences per page. He stared at the words on the page with a slightly puzzled look, eyebrows furrowed and lips in a pout. He could recognize simple words, like "I" and "you" and a few random verbs and nouns. His master had never given him a proper education, in Allen's and perhaps the rest of the world's view anyway. On the other hand, his master probably thought that teaching a child how to earn money effectively is the best education one could receive. His master also never liked to stay in one place. They travelled around a lot and Allen had only been to school once and he only stayed there for 2 months. Allen hasn't warmed up to his new school yet but he already knew that he doesn't want to move away again.

"I told you I don't want to!" An angry shout echoed through the room and all motion seemed to come to a standstill. Allen looked up towards the source of the sound and found, to his astonishment, a familiar black-haired boy standing beside the ball pool

Allen quickly put his book in his bad and ran towards where the boy stood. "Kanda!" He shouted as he waved his arm. Being the clumsy little thing he is, he tripped on a ball that had found its way out of the ball pool and landed face first on the ground.

"Tch, it's the stupid moyashi."

"Kanda, don't be so mean!" A girl's sweet voice said with a motherly yet childish tone. A hand grabbed Allen's wrist and weakly pulled him up. He found himself face to face with a girl who was smiling brightly at him. She had a round, chubby face and large, brown, curious but kind eyes. Her black hair was tied up in two short pigtails at the top of her head and they bounced when she talked. She wore a white dress that reached just above her knees and flowed with her movements. Allen thought she was very cute.

"Hi, I'm Lenalee. I'm Kanda's little sister. I don't think your name is Moyashi so can you tell me your name?" She asked innocently.

"Ah, hi Lenalee, I'm Allen. It's nice to meet you," Allen chuckled nervously, "Um, what's a moyashi?"

"It means bean sprout," Lenalee giggled, then waved to some girls near the swings who were calling out her name, "My friends are calling for me so I'll play with you later, okay, Allen?"

After Lenalee had left, Allen turned to Kanda and exclaimed, "I'm not a bean sprout!"

"No, you are a bean sprout."

"Am not."

"Are too."

"You shouldn't be calling people that!"

"I only call you that."

"Shut up, you… you girly-faced freak!" Allen screamed, his head fuming.

And a red ball hit him right in the middle of his forehead. "Ouch," Allen groaned and clutched his forehead with both hands. The ball came at him at lightning speed he didn't even have time to register that a ball was flying towards him. The thrower was stronger than he had thought and well, he didn't even think that Kanda would throw a ball at him.

"That really hurt, you jerk!" Allen picked up a ball from the ground and with all his might, threw it towards Kanda. Just as the ball was about to hit him, Kanda leaned sideways and managed to dodge the ball. "Hey, don't dodge the ball!"

"Why should I listen to you, Moyashi?" Kanda smirked and picked up another ball, threw it vertically up in the air once, before launching it towards Allen. Allen may be clumsy but he wasn't a fool. He knew that Kanda would try to aim for his head again so after Kanda threw the ball, he ducked and the ball zoomed past the top of his head and found itself hit an unlucky passerby. Using the momentum that was built up from his ducking-action, he crouched down to pick up another ball and then nimbly and rapidly positioned himself to throw the ball. The ball sped through the air as if it had been thrown by a professional pitcher and this time it was Allen's victory as the ball landed right onto Kanda's nose.

Kanda fell.

And landed with a loud thump on his bottom.

No, he didn't fall because of the ball that Allen had thrown, but rather, he fell upon impact with a football.

"Sorry," a kid came over to Kanda and said with an apologetic and embarrassed smile. He retrieved his football and hurriedly left, perhaps in fear of the dangerous aura that was radiating from each and every cell of Kanda's body.

Allen laughed.

"Oi, stop laughing," Kanda growled and glared daggers at Allen, obviously furious that he had lost the round and even more so that had fell down in such a demeaning way.

"I'm," Allen couldn't stop laughing, "really sorry." He crouched down next to where Kanda sat on the floor. He reached out his hand towards Kanda only to have it swatted away. Allen pouted. How rude. Well he should've known better anyway.

Kanda stood up and continued staring at Allen and it seemed like he was contemplating on something. "Hmph… Moyashi, let's go do something else." Kanda started walking away and after a few steps, he looked back over his shoulder to see if Allen was following him. "Hurry up," he ordered when he realized that the white-haired boy was somehow glued to the floor.

So, was that a sign that Kanda approved of Allen as a friend? Well, Allen didn't really mind whether or not Kanda considered him as a friend. He was just happy that he had someone to keep him company and at the end of the day he did make a new friend and a nice one too… and who was also quite pretty. Oh, and nobody made mention of his gloves.

"Okay, okay, bossy-pants," Allen chuckled and walked, with a light skip in his steps, to where Kanda stood.


I am so sorry. I've been so busy, I'm sure you understand.

At least this time it's a bit longer. It's getting longer and longer each chapter, isn't it? I didn't proofread it though and I've been having a lot of doubts about my grammar.

So in this chapter you find out that Lenalee is Kanda's sister. There's a bit of Lenallen in this chapter but I assure you that the relationship between Kanda and Allen is the main focus and any other pairings will only appear in moderation. You also get more character development on Allen's part and rather little Yullen action. Well, be patient, sweet babies, character development comes first and later you'll get more and more fluffy Yullen :3

For those who do not know, chapter 217's raws have come out and I'm screaming because Kanda's gonna become a... okay I won't spoil it for you.

I most likely won't update for a while because my examinations are coming up. Once they finish I promise you I'll update a lot more often.

Love,

Yuna.