Note From BRP: You may notice a change in tense from past chapters. I kind of got confused so sorry to any grammar errors

Disclaimer: I don't want to admit but I don't *deep breath* own D. Gray-man.

Warning: change in tense, there won't be anything M rated for a while. But I do have something in mind.

Chapter 4: The Smoke

Allen thought nothing of it at first. The slight headache was sure to pass eventually, but as the school day wore on the small ping began throb powerfully behind the ears. That aside, Allen continues to concentrate in class trying not to missing something important. "Allen, are you okay? You look a bit flushed. Do you want to go to the nurse?" Komui ventures over the boy, as his chemistry class focus on their reading task. "I'm fine." 'Just a headache' Allen flashes a brilliant smile at his teacher in hopes of quelling his worry. "Well, if you need to go the nurse, just take the pass." "Thanks Komui-san."

Komui –san, yes it was very strange for a British native to add -san to the end of anyone's name. But shortly after being introduced to Lenalee's older brother Rayne added the –san. Despite the fact that they kept reminding her that he was Chinese and not Japanese she persisted. Allen tried hard to not to follow his sisters example but it couldn't be helped. Apparently once you've developed a habit it's very hard to drop it.

Allen continues his work with strain unknowing of the intent looks of apprehension he attracts from a least expected source.

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Ten period gym takes place in the field south of the southern building. Following the south trail beyond the forest one would pass first by the dojo, used for Kendo and Archery practice. Further down that same one would walk between the tennis and Basketball courts. And still further down you, if you happened to be that one, would find a wide field used for the track and soccer, accompanied of course by the equipment shack off to your right, if you were facing south that is. If you happen to be walking backward the entire way facing north, the equipment shack would be on you left. Don't ask about walking sideways.

Kanda sits on a bench in front of the shack. His eyes trained on the Moyashi running on the track.

The Pacer Test, One of the most despicably cruel creations of man. You had to run, yes run. Teenagers don't like running or exercising unless for sport. So some teen hating genius created a way to issue corporal abuse legally. The running back in forth is at first simple, however, simplicity is a thief. It soon robs you of breath and strength. The will to be the last one standing is the only thing that keeps you going. Running faster and faster as the pace increases. That is until your poor over worked body gives up on you and collapses in retched pain. When it's finally done toying with you you're left starving for air only to be tormented by it, as it scars the raw inside of you already burning lungs. Your legs feel the power and throbbing but your brain is too confused on how to use it. It's like walking on moving land. You must walk even though you body screams in defiance. If you don't and decide to sit down then you shall be claimed by immense pain.

Allen looks forward to that pain. Despite the amount of classmates on the track with him, his headache at the moment is his only competitor. In hopes of muscle pain overpowering his pulsating brain he ran hard under the pacer. Nevertheless, his body disagrees with his judgment and robs him of his vision and mobility, surrendering him to darkness.

The Moyashi collapse on the track, taking down with him by surprise a runner behind him. Kanda finds himself soon at his side. The normally pale skin is flushed pink. Gathering the overheated bean sprout in his arms and ignoring words of the teacher. Kanda makes his way back the main school where the nurses' office awaited their arrival.

Allen stirs to the white decor of the medical room. Turning his head slowly toward the only source of light Allen witnesses a striking vista. The rays of the afternoon sun glow around a serene magnificence. Seeing Kanda so tranquil, so distant sent conflicting messages through Allen's' person. "He's a jerk!" say his head. "He's so beautiful." Says his heart. "He's never charitable with words. Especially with us!" says the brain. "But he looks so virtuous." Says the heart. "A demon in disguise! They look pretty to drawn you in. Then drown you!" "Glop!" An air bubble rises to the surface of Allen heart.

As Allen's Brain and heart wage war on each other, his eyes awaken the samurai from his thoughts. Kanda turns to the bed where the Moyashi stares at him with beautiful eyes.

With the sudden attention on him, Allen flushed hushing all internal combat. Silence hangs awkwardly between the two teens.

"D-Did you bring me here?" Allen asks out curiosity and irritation with silence.

Not wanting to answer Kanda turns away from the boy. "Tch" is the only reply Allen receives before the Asian male walks out the door of the infirmary. "Thank You" Allen whispered before the door closed.

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Allen arouse in cold sweat. It was early a Sunday morning, and he and Rayne have a day off from work. Usually they spend it sleeping in, wake up late and bother their neighbors with conversation. Johnny and Tap, the neighbors, share a condo on the 6th floor as well. They were the best of friends as well as great company when you got bored.

Allen's disturbance awakens the golden feline, who slept in a comfortable basket beside his bed. Sensing his masters' distress Tim crawls onto Allen's lap, believing that stroking his fur would calm him down.

Raking his fingers through the thick fur, Allen's mind falls into a somber state. His heart ached as the memory of the dream battered him. "Mana" was all he whispered before putting Tim Back into his basket. He dressed casual, then left to take long walk.

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At 10 am on any Sunday most teens are found snoozing snuggled tightly into blankets or sprawled loosely on their beds. However, this was the time Kanda choose to meditate. Another appreciated time where he got to organize his thoughts before the noise of the living invaded it. After a couple of hours, Kanda is in his kitchen enjoying his tea. His eyes scan the back of his eyelids as his mind constructs a grocery list.

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Allen walks leisurely through the foggy graveyard. Yes foggy graveyard. Why foggy? Well the world is messed up. It decided to fog up the NOAH Cemetery at high noon just for laughs. Seeing all the tombstones had an odd relaxation effect on Allen. Being surrounded by death, he felt, brought him closer to his foster parent. The memories of his former guardian's death stirred great emotion within his heart. It's been nearly seven years since the incident. Seven years since Cross adopted him. Five years since he met Rayne. And seven years since he lost the true meaning of the word happiness. A sigh escapes his lips as he walks back the entrance to the cemetery. Being somber is not the most enlightening feeling in the world. Suddenly, Allen feels a hand on his ankle that drags him to the earth. 'ZOMBIES!' No it was just an ugly faced human. 'Bitch you scared me.' Allen thinks growing pissed real fast. He back kicks the money fucker hard in the face feeling cartilage break under his boots. Air to his left blows fast past his face as a punch skimmed his nose. 'Another one.' Allen thinks in disgust. He throws a hook and feels the punch land. He ducked and rolled backward through the legs of a third attacker. His snaps out his folded legs, and sends the third aggressor over the second attacker, into the one with the bloody nose. Getting up Allen hurries to make his exit only to be delivered a punch to his gut, knocking all wind out of him. Along with it goes his wake, not wanting to witness what would happen next.

Kanda fumes as he thrusts the groceries into back of his car. Some fucking old hag cut him in line for the register. It was one thing to have to wait on a long ass line for 20 fucking minutes. But, an entirely different thing to wait 20 fucking minutes on the stupid ass line and be cut by an old bitch when you finally reach the fucking cashier. That old hag thought too highly of herself, thinking that she held priority over him. Not only that, she had the audacity to complain about her old age and back problems when he confronted her about it. Not wanting to make a seen in the store. Kanda closely watched the crone as she went to her car. As she tried to drive away he flicked he the finger and hurried to his car before she discovered all her slashed tires, which of course included the spare.

The thought of her having to change all five tires brings a smirk to Kanda's facial features. Yes, the thought of an old woman with a bad back, having to get down on her knees and change the heavy rubber tires made him happy. Realistically she would call a repair shop to come and take care of it, but why ruin Kanda's brief amusement with realism.

He gets into his car and shoves the keys in to the ignition. He looks the area over outside his car, making sure there was no crazy asshole waiting to jump in front of it. Humans were crazy and ready to kill themselves if it meant more money. Nope, the only ones close enough to consider injury were already dead men. Literally, dead men since he was parked outside Noah cemetery.

Satisfied that there was no threat of lawsuit nearby, he starts up the engine. He gets caught at a red light in front of the entrance to the cemetery. Instinct whispers into his ears to look toward the cemetery and pass the tombstones. Obeying this command Kanda spots the silver in the mist. Surrounding it were 4 shadows. 'Moyashi' the voice in his head says. And without a second to think he grabs his Mugen and rushes to scene.

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Allen wakes before opening his eyes. Memories of the attack swamp beneath his eyelids. Opening them he finds he cannot see. It's completely black. 'No way. I'm, I'm blind. How? Why? Oh wait I'm not blind.' Allen makes out the light peeking through the bottom of a supposed door. 'So I'm not blind. But where is -. Wait that smell.' Allen lifts himself from the bed only to be pulled back down by vertigo. On his second attempt to follow the smell he succeeds in reaching the door. He founds the door knob with his head. It was quite painful. Pulling the door open light appraises him as he exits the dark room. He looking about him he acknowledges that he is now in a living room with black furniture. To the right he sees a dining room where the smell was coming from. Allen's' feet follow his nose into a modern Japanese style dining room. The rich aroma fills the room but the source still remains elsewhere. Keenly Allen sniffs his way into a beautiful kitchen.

The black granite floor matches the counter top. The stove, sink and combo refrigerator are all stainless steel, each standing out against the cedar cabinets. The kitchen is indeed beautiful not because of the interior design, but for the warm feeling that it gives and the enriching aroma that fills your lungs.

Allen soon finds himself staring at the back of his host. The chef who broke all rules by allowing his silky black hair to splay across his back. The cook turns off gas and draws the towel around his neck using it to grab the hot pot handles.

Kanda Yuu turns around to walk into his dining room. Holding a hot pot of curry, he is eager to get it off his fingers before the heat seeped through his towel. But as it seems as soon as he twists around he views not the fine furnishings of his dining room just out the door way, but a Moyashi blocking that very door way. Honestly, why on earth do people chose the wrong times to do what they do.

Allen stands surprised to find himself looking at Kanda with curry. The second part highly unbelievable. Kanda and curry it had to be a dream there was no way he was in Kanda dining room and absolutely, positively, impossibly so that that same Kanda was holding a hot pot of curry. Kanda's visage shifted into an annoyed expression. "Tch, if you don't want to get burned I suggest you move out of the way." Without a thought Allen moves aside allowing the Japanese man pass him with a "Tch".

Placing the scorching pot on the table Kanda looks over his shoulder at the stock still Moyashi who stares shamelessly at him. "Tch" Kanda felt the awkward moment rising but he wasn't about to permit it in his presence. "Moyashi, get the plates, they're in the cabinet to the left of the stove hood."

Allen blinks. He just realized imaginary Kanda spoke. The only thing he managed to catch was 'stove' and 'hood'. "Excuse me?" "Great not only are you a naïve, clumsy bean sprout. You're also deaf." Kanda rolls his eyes as he went back into the kitchen to retrieve rice from the rice cooker.

"I am not deaf, nor am I naive, clumsy, or a bean sprout!" Allen says outraged by imaginary Kanda's comment.

"Tch" Kanda walks back into the dining room with a huge bowl of rice.

"Can't you survive a day without insulting me?!" Allen huffs and crosses his arms.

"And can't you find a better hobby then to get yourself in trouble?"

That blow hit harder then intended. Allen hangs his head in shame. Imaginary Kanda was right, Kanda had "saved" him for a second time.

"Sorry" Allen says faintly.

"Stop being sorry and get the fucking plates." Imaginary Kanda settles into a chair. Allen finished with his pity party enters the kitchen to retrieve the plates.

Searching through cabinet after cabinet. 'Where are those plates?' Allen thinks to himself as he searches through the kitchen like a blind man. It's a complete wonder why he obeyed imaginary Kanda's request. Finally, he finds the cabinet with the well concealed plates. Only he runs into a problem.

Kanda is fed up with waiting for Allen to get the damned plates. When he walks into the kitchen however all irritation falls to amusement.

Allen is on his tippy toes. Stretching his utmost to only brush the edges of the shelf. Cursing the shelf for its direct mockery of his height Allen pushes further. Suddenly he feels warmth behind him. Following the sudden heat is a hand which reaches up and claims two plates with ease. Scowling he rounds to Kanda who managed to rinse the plates and walk out the kitchen.

They eat in silence. The food despite how dream like this all seemed brought upon the reality that this was no dream.

Soon there is nothing. No clanking of spoons upon plates, no grounding on food to hide from conversation. The silence became smoke enwrapping both of them. Suffocating them. Not wanting to endure more of this Kanda stands with his empty plate.

"Where are you going?"Allen asks in sudden unease. Kanda barely glances. "Where do you think Baka Moyashi?" Allen pouts. All previous nervousness vanishes."My name is Allen!" "Tch once a Moyashi always a Moyashi."

Huffing Allen gathers the remaining tableware from the table and follows the stubborn man into the Kitchen bracing himself for The War on Stains.

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Rayne waits nervously in the living room. Allen had left earlier today without telling her where he went. She has a hunch as to where he went. Since the first time she'd known him, whenever he was troubled or had nightmares he would go for a walk in the nearest graveyard then come back home all smiles. She felt it had something to do with his previous foster parent but never brought it up.

But despite all this she wished he had left a note especially since he's so late.

She's worried. Not about his lateness though. Lately, she has been feeling unreasonable shiver up and down her spine. The hairs on the back of her neck always stood on ends whenever she found herself alone. The feeling of being watched crawled into her skin and settled in her bones. Even with the lights on she could not get away from the fear of darkness that inched toward her.

She presses her back into the couch and brings her knees up to her chest. She angled herself to watch the door. Suddenly there's a breeze fills the room and she freezes. 'I thought I closed the windows." She feels her conscientious wane as a shadow moves toward her. The curtains bellowed in its wake as if to capture and draw it back to the outside world.

The clanking of keys comes from outside the door and the shadow recedes swiftly into night.

Allen walked through the front door and barely saw a hint of silver before being tackled to the ground. He looks down at the pale shaking not twin of his. "Rayne?" Allen asks softly as he struggles to sit up.

"Allen" Rayne voice broke as she begins to tell him of the terror that haunts her.

"What happened?!" Allen asks with a little more urgency feeling her anxiousness. There's a short silence between the two siblings. "You're Late that's what happened!" Rayne cried breaking all tension. "You've been gone the entire day without so much as a note telling me when to expect you back! Not only that while I am worried sick you were out-"she takes a sniff of his jacket. "-eating curry! CURRY! HOW COULD YOU!"

Allen's guilty conscience allows him to scum to his sisters scolding.

BRP: "I finished yet another chapter."

Kanda: "……"

BRP: 0.o "Kanda say something."

Kanda: "You're a bitch with no sense of creativity."

BRP: *gasp!* "Me! Not creative oh Kanda you just wait to see what I have in store for you!"

Empty room.

BRP: "I hate it when people leave without telling me. Especially when I am still talking to them. It makes me look like I'm talking to myself" o.o "maybe I should stop now. But before I do comment all beloved and well cherished reader please review. I like it when people write nice things about my work. Oh and thank yous to

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