Here is the forth chapter! Rabi and Kanda finally get to meet!! :D This one isn't really depressing, rather it holds more confusion and uncertainty. I don't own as always.

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A Brand New Day

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The moment I stepped off the train I knew something was different already. The whole atmosphere just felt strange, I couldn't place my finger on it but I was pretty sure that everything has changed during my absence.

My frown deepened, I hated it when something changed without me knowing it.

My mission took longer than I expected, originally it was only suppose to be two weeks but the mission turned out to be a lot more difficult than I expected. The number of the Akumas was doubled than it was said on the report. And on the return trip, the weather gotten stormy, delaying the train that was supposed to have came two days ago.

Now it was three weeks after I left the Order for my mission. I wasn't sure whether I should have just stayed on that train and let it pass London, this place doesn't feel the least bit welcoming. I didn't like the feel that this place was currently giving me.

My foot steps padded across the deserted streets, it was already well after midnight. A light buzz emitted from my pocket, reaching deep inside I pulled out my golem. It kept on buzzing and its wings flapped a little but other wise it remained motionless. It was during the mission that I accidentally slashed it, now it wasn't quite working.

Running a finger over the dent where Mugen came in contact with it. It really was amazing how it didn't just break in half with wires hanging out from it. I sighed lightly and slipped it back into my pocket, ignoring the light buzzing that continued to sound from the golem.

000

"I haven't been able to get through to Kanda." Komui rubbed his temple annoyed. "He must have broken it…"

"It's alright brother," Rinali swung her legs as she sat perched up on his desk. "I am sure he is coming back right now, don't you remember, the weather was horrible for the last week or so."

"You guys are the worst!" A voice pouted. "I still haven't been able to see Yuu yet!"

"Nice to see that you are awake, Rabi." Allen greeted him as he walked through Komui's office doors.

"Morning to you too Allen." The red head gave him a big grin as he plopped on to a chair.

"You know Rabi; he will be really surprised when he sees you." Komui rested his chin on his desk as he brood over the probably broken golem. His glasses sliding down the bridge of his nose. "We haven't been able to tell him."

"Yeah, I know." He casually replied.

"He may even lash out at you." Rinali added, she brushed a strand of black from her shoulder, it has grown out again but it could never be as long as it used to be. She only received a nod from the red head. "Did you ever think about it?"

"I thought about him every day of the last two years." Rabi's gaze flickered, his emotions wavered but as usual no one noticed.

"I just never knew I would be able to see him again." He added in a quieter voice.

"What are you going to say to him?" Allen asked leaning against the wall, his smile was still on his face although it has gotten grimmer by the years but no one else could really tell. He was still the sweet angel that arrived at the Order years ago.

Rabi turned to him, his lopsided grin directed at the other. "You actually think I thought that far?"

Two years has changed them all but yet they were still together, sitting in the same room, chatting about different things of course. But yet no one would have ever been able to guess just by looking at them, nothing really changed at all, at least not to the human eye.

He stepped into the tower; he could feel the similar draft crawl up the shaft of his leg. The numbing cold of the cobble stones made him recall all the memories he had here. The bad ones versus the good ones, they don't matter, they were still a part of Rabi, they were now all a part of him.

His footsteps pounded as lightly as he could on each step. He could feel the Finders' eyes on him, they were observing, judging, just staring at him.

It was like a game of who would break first, it was a test to see who would lash out at the other screaming the words 'what are you doing here?!' Or maybe it was just him, it was probably all just him, he was imagining the stares and the eyes that were kept on the back of his head.

For all he knew there could be no one around him, it could probably just be himself walking after Bookman. Or even worst this could all be a dream and he would wake up in cold sweat, a book still clutch in his hands in that dreaded motel room.

He could feel as he heart raced, with each pumping of the blood to his veins, he could hear his pulse in his ears. His blinked a couple times, his vision was a little fuzzy, he wasn't sure if it was the lack of exercise that was leaving him like this but it didn't exactly help as his palms broke out in light sweat. He quickly wiped them on his pants. He gripped the railings a little harder than necessary.

"You look awful," Bookman looked back at him and remarked.

"Shut up…" He frowned.

"Is that how Rabi acts like?" Bookman raised an eyebrow in amusement.

"Rabi has his bad days too." The red head continued to go up the seemingly endless stairs. How come he never noticed how painful it was to go up these stairs? He was practically bouncing up these stairs in the past.

Maybe then he knew exactly what was waiting for him beyond those stairs.

But now he didn't.

Looking up he could see the landing. A few more steps and he was at the top, he had no idea what was going to be there. He didn't expect anything because he learned that the more you expect the bigger the let down. He no longer expects, he now just watches everything as they stirred into motion.

The gears clicked together and after two years he finally got back to where he started.

The core beginning of everything he was now living for laid sprawled in front of him.

"He is back." Riba walked in, a cup in hand as he announced his arrival. "Just at the gates."

"Alright, thanks." Komui nodded as he lifted himself from his desk.

Allen slipped out with a small 'good luck' directed at Rabi and Rinali hopped off the desk. "I will come back later." She gave the last two occupants of the room a smile before leaving.

The red head got up from his seat.

"Where are you going?" He stopped and looked back.

"You know you can't hide from him." The other took it all in silently.

"And I think he would like to see you too." Komui tilted his head to the side as he stared at the Bookman apprentice.

"Really?" Rabi looked up, head tilted to the side, face blank with no visible emotions although his heart pounded in his chest.

"It has been two years; I would be lying if anyone wouldn't want to see you again."

"What if he hates me?" He quietly asked, it was the question that he didn't dare voice out loud.

"Then you can't do anything about it."

He paused and then sat back down and waited because it was all that he could do for now at least.

"Komui, you bastard." A calm yet strangely threatening voice suddenly sounded before anything stepped foot into the room. And then a golem was sent flying through the air, it hit Komui's chest with accuracy and precision.

Komui groaned as Kanda Yuu walked in. He threw the mission folder down on his desk with a lot more force than it was necessary. "Welcome back Kanda…" He lightly gasped.

He hasn't changed at all; his hair has even gotten longer. But besides that his exorcist jacket was still marred with holes and ripped in numerous places. His blood or the Akuma's blood created spatters on the black and white surface. His pale face was still the usual frown. His icy blue eyes glistened in annoyance and anger. And Mugen was still strapped to his waist.

He looked exactly like he was, it seemed like time hasn't taken a hold on him yet.

"Komui, I want to skin you alive right now. You wasted an extra week of my life because your mission report was so flawed. There was doubled the amounts of Akumas." He said this in a calm voice; they could all feel the room temperature slowly dropping.

"I am truly sorry but now is not the time to discuss the mission, there is—" He never got to finish his sentence because by the time he said those last three words Kanda's gaze had already drifted from the Chinese to the red head sitting on the chair.

He froze right on the spot.

And Rabi stared right back. Their gaze meet, no emotions were passed. A long time seemed to have passed by but they both knew that it was merely seconds.

"What the fuck are you doing here?"

He quietly spat out, but without waiting for a reply he walked straight out, his jacket following behind him. Rabi didn't chase after him, he knew it would be useless right now, there was nothing he could do.

He turned back to Komui once the Japanese has walked past the doors on the far end.

Kanda's golem limply flapped its wings in Komui's hands as if trying to follow after its master.

"He seems to hate me." Rabi stood up from his seat, eyes cold and emotionless.

"You don't know that." Komui ran a hand over the deep cut to the side of the poor golem.

"This time even I couldn't read him." He stood there, he didn't look at the other in the room, his gaze was unfocused and blurred. "He has gotten better at hiding again."

A light laugh escaped his lips, although it was bitter and not at all sweet.

000

When he said 'Good bye,' wasn't that good bye?

What was happening?

Wasn't that the end?

How come he was here?

It didn't make any sense.

He raced down the hallway and quickly slammed the door behind him. His eyes were wide but yet it held nothing, it was just a hollow swirl of blue. His fingers touched the wooden frame of his door, slowly he trailed it down to the knob and he turned the lock. The clear sound of the lock snapping into place created a hollow chime in his empty room.

Why was this happening?

It was supposed to be just another mission, coming back to the Order was just going to be empty, nothing was suppose to be different. His heart was suppose to sting once again, but that was it, he wasn't supposed to be back. The walls were still cold and his room was still empty, the tiles that paved the halls were still cracked and smeared with dirt. The halls still felt drafty and the lights outside still flickered.

But yet how come everything was different?

He pressed his back to the door and slowly he slide down until he came into contact with the floor. He was tired and it was late. But he couldn't sleep and he knew it. Who can sleep when someone that was supposedly having left for good two years ago was now back? It wasn't supposed to work out like this.

Then how was it supposed to work out?

He held his head in his hands. He was supposed to forget. He was supposed to forget all about the other. His gleaming red air and his emerald orb. The way he laughed and the way he would tease him. The way his body felt against his, the way he kisses him at night and the way he felt when the other was close by. But that was only Rabi, it was never him. He was living a lie and he dragged him right into the middle of his spider webs.

Did it ever matter?

He knew it from the start; he knew the consequences of it all.

But did he care?

No, and that's why he never objected or push the other away. He accepted everything as it was. He didn't hate the other, no, that wasn't it. He just didn't want the other to come back into his heart. It hurts too much. He felted it before and he wasn't about to let him in again only to have him walk right back out…

It would have been better if the other thought he hated him...

He shivered and opened his eyes slowly. Groaning lightly he realized that he has fallen asleep by the door. No wonder he was cold, he slept on the bare floor boards the whole night. He doesn't remember when he fell asleep but he was lured to sleep by his unsettling waves of thoughts for sure.

He picked himself up from the ground and rubbed at his sleepy eyes. The sun has already risen; its lights peeked in from the corners of his window and splashed a painting of bright sunshine on the wall. He grimaced from the brightness of it.

He wasn't ready for such a morning.

It was too bright, the sun was out already and the dew just settled on the fresh morning grass. Every morning at the Order he would get up and go into the forests and train by himself. This morning was no different. It felt so ordinary that he couldn't help but remind himself that everything was wrong once again.

He was back, back again. He was back as if he was never gone.

This morning was like all the other. He stepped into the roots entangled forest and unsheathed Mugen. He could feel the presence of someone else that was already there, he didn't acknowledge him; he still wanted to think that he was gone. He should be half way across the Earth from him but yet he was merely a few meters away from him.

He shivered from the intensity of the stare.

"Yuu."

He didn't respond.

The other stepped out from behind a tree, his red hair was dulled by the shade of the leaves. He parted his rosy red lips and called out again. "Yuu."

He didn't respond, he just stood there blade in one hand and the other hand curled into a fist trembling at his side.

"Yuu…" His quiet voice was the only thing that interrupted the silence in the forest, the sound of his own name seemed to echo in his mind.

"Shut up…" He snapped his head up and glared at the red head.

"Get the hell out of here; I have had enough of you." He spat the last word out as if it was poison.

The other shook his head. "I missed you."

He stood firmly there but if you looked close enough you could see that his whole body was trembling, with what emotion no one is sure. "Why are you back?"

"I have to finish my logs." Rabi murmured.

Kanda upon hearing this gave a bitter laugh. "Your logs?"

He nodded.

"Welcome back then." He icily replied.

He turned and started to walk back, training long gone from his mind. What did he expected? He would never actually come back for him, never in a million years because his logs will always be the first priority. He was just ink on paper, nothing else but that. He couldn't expect any more from that Bookman apprentice.

"Yuu!" He called out hesitantly. He paused and just stood there, waiting for the rest of his sentence. Rabi gave a sigh of relieve, he really did thought that the other would just continue to walk away from him.

"Do you hate me?" He lowered his voice but it was enough for the other to hear him.

He didn't reply, standing there in between the trees he was like a pale silhouette among the greens, you wouldn't dare to blink because you were sure that the next second he would be gone from your view. Kanda bit his lips, sheathed Mugen and continued to walk back.

Until he disappeared behind the trees Rabi released a huge breath and fell to his knees.

XXX Kuro

I think I will post one or two more chapters to this; I am still not too sure. This one's mood was a little lighter than the rest, but its time to wrap things up. A happy ending is still not a total 100 percent sure but I am trying. Thank you all for your support so far, review?