"If the whole world was blind how many people would you impress?" - Boonaa Mohammed (Allen)

"You can't force chemistry to exist where it doesn't the same way you can't deny it when it does." - Unknown (Kanda)

"When your whole being is attracted to someone else's whole being, then I think that is someone you were meant to be with at some point." - Lily Collins (Both)

(Allen POV)

Allen took the opportunity given to him by Kanda's seemingly distracted state to stare at the guy. Dear god! This guy is unreal!

He took in all of Kanda's features at as close a proximity as he dared. Allen quickly scanned over his blue eyes, afraid that staring into them would cause said man to snap back to attention. In trying to avoid the eyes, the cashier found himself becoming entranced by the spectacular ink black hair. It really did look amazing even if he was sure Kanda's hair would look better out of the ponytail he had it in.

"Can I walk you home?" The words quite literally burst out of Allen's mouth before he could stop or even think about it. The white haired man winced, physically pained by how that sounded.

Kanda, reacting much the same way, actually flinched while wearing an angry and maybe humiliated look. The reaction and subsequent growl he produced after recovering was laced with so much murderous intent that, perhaps for the first time, Allen was seriously regretting his words.

Kanda slowly leaned forward towards Allen's face, his hands flat on the checkout counter. The blind man was obviously doing his best to glare imposingly at Allen and,although the man's eyes didn't quite seem to register him, the chilling look did well in drilling straight through Allen's body.

The college student in question was seriously considering pressing the button behind the counter that would signal the police. At least that way he would live to hit on the same man again in the future, but hopefully with a different approach and better results. Kanda, however, didn't attack him over the counter even though Allen fully expected it.

Instead, he just said one word in such a low growl that it was nearly unintelligible. "No." That was the last word he said. The handsome man quickly began feeling around for hit item on the counter and quickly latched onto it when he felt what he was looking for. Before Allen could stop him or even say a thing, Kanda had stomped out of the door and was taking off down the street. Again, Allen Walker found himself staring at the door through which Kanda had left.

I wonder if Kanda is just a huge, impermeable prick. . . or maybe I'm just really bad at this whole flirting thing. I haven't really gotten much practice. Allen thought, on the verge of giving up. I guess I need to call Lenalee and tell her that the plan was a big failure. I'll have to apologize to her that she had to go to so much trouble for nothing.

Depressed, Allen moved to get his phone out of his pocket and call his friend, but his hand stilled without warning about an inch from where the device was stationed. Allen narrowed his eyes at the door, thinking back to his conversation with Lenalee.

She'd said that he would have to be pushy with Kanda. The girl had expressly stated that he couldn't acquiesce the way he always did. In that moment, staring off in the direction that his romantic interest had fled in, Allen came upon a decision.

I'm going to push my feelings to their limits. I'll chase that man to the edge of the Earth! I don't care if he pushes me off of it when we get there! Reaching his ultimate resolve, Allen quickly left the shop, barely putting the "closed" sign on the door before taking to the street the same way Kanda had.

He hoped he wouldn't be too late to catch up to Kanda. Allen ran all the way down the street and a few blocks over in his search for the man that interested him. Finally, the clerk stopped as he found himself coming to the edge of a park.

This particular park was one that Allen had seen multiple times, but had never actually entered. He wasn't planning on making the detour this time, either, as he was busy looking for someone at the moment. However, a cluster of sounds caused Allen's attention to turn back to the park.

Finally, his silver colored eyes landed on it. What Allen saw was his friends surrounding someone and seemingly ganging up on them. In between all of them and center of their attention was Kanda.

"You totally ran into me! Aren't you going to fix it?!" Tewaku squealed in her annoyingly high pitched voice.

"You were the one that ran into me!" Kanda barked back in that defensive tone of his.

"And how would you know that? Hmm? How can a blind man be certain of anything?" The characteristically calm voice alerted Allen to Tokusa's presence next to Tewaku and in front of Kanda.

The man had his usual smug, tranquil expression with that vexing smile of his on his face. His last statement struck Allen as insensitive and crude which especially irked him since it was aimed at his potential love interest.

"If we say you did, then you did so aren't you going to make it up to us?" Tokusa asked though his tone suggested it was hardly a question.

"And how would you expect me to do that?" Kanda asked sarcastically, his voice coated with bitterness.

"You could start by apologizing." Somehow, after starting all this, Allen doubted that a simple apology would be enough for the somewhat enigmatic Tokusa. "You're Asian, right? Bow and apologize like your people traditionally would." And his thoughts were immediately proven right.

Allen foresaw this argument escalating quickly especially since if he knew Kanda . . .

"Screw you! I'm not going to freaking bow!" The blind man growled, taking a fighting stance.

Yep. That about sums it up. Allen glanced at the face of his group's informal leader. While the man's facial features never seemed to change much with his mood, if anyone would be capable of gauging his thoughts through such a method, it would be Allen. The two men had made a conscious habit out of reading other people. Now that Allen wanted to leave the group, they had just as quickly turned their abilities on each other and were having a kind of secret war with it.

To Allen, Tokusa seemed to be losing his patience, an occurrence that was never a good thing. "Well, then I guess we'll have to-"

"Hey!" Allen cut him off and ran over to the group, trying to stop next to Kanda without drawing too much attention to it.

"Allen! What are you doing here? I thought you were working?" Tewaku looked excited to see him, if not a bit confused by his presence. Tokusa was eyeing him critically.

"I was, but while I was working I got a customer who was sight challenged." At this, Allen gestured goodnaturedly at Kanda who looked at him with wide eyes.

"He asked me to walk him home to make sure he got there alright." Kanda glared upon hearing this. "And since it is also my job to take care of customers, I was bound to say yes."

"Oh! I see!" Tewaku gleefully cried, clapping her hands together, happy that she now understood the situation.

"So I know it's asking a lot, but could you please not bother him? You guys are kind of making my job harder." Allen asked, coyly.

"Of course! We wouldn't want to make your job harder, right?" Tewaku cried, looking to Tokusa for his affirmation of agreement.

Tokusa was silent for a moment as if mulling something over. Allen got the subtle feeling that Tokusa was staring him down, but he just kept the friendly and oblivious smile pasted on his face. The atmosphere between the two went unnoticed by everyone except for Kanda who was straining his ears trying to get an idea of why the air suddenly felt so heavy.

Eventually, Tokusa gave a closed eyed smile and his profile became more amenable. "Of course not. Work is very important, I understand." The rest of the group drew back from their imposing stances to more relaxed positions after seeing Tokusa's acceptance. "We'll leave you to it, then. See you tomorrow for lunch. Don't forget."

After giving his usual reminder to Allen and a look that guaranteed to Allen that the two men would definitely be talking more about this occurrence later, Tokusa and the others turned, almost in unison, and left the park.

"Your job, huh?" Kanda said when he sensed that Allen's friends were too far away to overhear.

"So how about that walk home?" Allen asked, just as much in an effort to get his way as it was to change the subject of conversation.

Kanda wore a thoughtful expression, trying to think of a good reason to turn the white haired man down on his request, if his expression was anything to go by. "Alright. I suppose you've earned that."

Though it could have been wishful thinking on Allen's part, he could have sworn there was a hint of thankfulness somewhere in his voice. Allen was possibly more surprised by Kanda hinting at the admittance of Allen having actually done something for him than he was that Kanda had actually accepted.

"But you better not be boring to walk with." Kanda's voice hinted at a joke.

"I promise you I'll be the best you ever had." Allen said, winking even though he knew Kanda wouldn't see. Taking an experimental glance at the other guy, Allen was shocked to see the actual smile that graced the dark haired man's features. It was small and probably not the most charming of smiles, but for Allen, it was beautiful and shook him to the very core of his soul.

Transfixed, he watched those smiling lips and listened to the wonderful words that came out. "Let's go."

So simple yet holding so much promise. It was the first time he wasn't blowing Allen off and he was talking about them like a unit. Like they were one, but now Allen's mind was going nuts with that aspect.

Smiling and fighting back the urge to take Kanda's hand, Allen began to lead his love out of the park. After all, he didn't want to go too far too soon. The last thing he wanted to do was make Kanda mad or uncomfortable. Besides, Allen hoped to have plenty of time for that sort of thing later on down the road.

Let's go . . . together. Let's go, Kanda.