Hanashi: -mock gasp- Alive...I AM ALIVE!
Allen: Um, Hanashi, are you alright?
Hanashi: Fine as I'll ever be, Moyashi-chan!~
Kanda: Even with those people over there just about ready to take your head?
Hanashi: What pe-oh...Ohhh, those people...LAVI HIDE ME! -hides behind Lavi-
Lavi: Uh, Han-chan, perhaps you should've have kept them waiting for...-does the math in his head-...about three months.
Allen: Also, Hanashi doesn't own D. Gray-man, meaning, she doesn't own any of us, and being she also doesn't own ZoNE, that also means Robin doesn't belong to her either.
Hanashi: I only own the OCs I tend to kill off, save for this case, and the story you lovely people get to read! -hides behind Lavi again when a rock gets thrown at her- PLEASEENJOYTHECHAPTERANDPLEA SEDONOTKILLME!
Fourth Night: Attraction
"Another one?" Cross Marian said glaring down at the two latest victims in the case.
"Seems to be so, sir." Moore said, not wanting to look at one of the victims. Not when she already knew who the man under the tarp was. She clenched her fists, furious that something like this could happen. "It's defiantly the same MO, and his wife was killed in the same way."
"The Grim Reaper's mark in on their chests." An officer said sighing. "You sure we shouldn't release this to the press, sir? It was Officer Charles who's the victim after all."
"Listen, rookie." Cross said, none too kindly, "I've been around long enough to know that stuff like this, it should never be released to the public. We're to keep it under wraps until the higher-ups say otherwise."
"Hey." Looking up from what they were doing, the group spotted another male enter, a well kept sword in the sheath on his hip. "You idiots better have a good reason for pulling me away from those damn classes."
"Shut up, brat. Where's the red-headed guy?"
"Lavi's helping a friend of another friend sir." Another voice stated, a little kinder than the long-haired Asian man beside him. "He won't be able to help out tonight."
"Fine then. You both know what to do." Cross told the two young males.
"Whatever. I don't have time for this shit." Kanda muttered, already getting to work.
"Hey, Yu?" Alma asked, once the two were out of ear-shot of the others, "What's got you more angered than normal?"
"That scent. The one that Moyashi gives off."
"Scent? Moyashi? Wait, Allen?" Alma looked to Kanda a little confused, "I didn't smell anything different on Allen then I would any other human out there, Yu."
"How could you not smell it? It was sickeningly sweet, yet I craved every damn ounce of it."
"I thought you disliked anything that was sweet."
"I hate them." The younger sighed, "But what pisses me off is that I never in my life wanted something as sweet as what I get from his damn scent."
"You're not coming down with anything, right Yu?" Alma asked, putting a hand over his friend's forehead.
"Moron." Kanda sighed, removing Alma's hand away from him. "I can't catch so much as the common cold." No other words were said between the two teens as they searched around the house for anything out of the ordinary. Almost an hour went by before the silence was broken.
"I doubt we'll find anything." Alma sighed. "We should report to Cross, and head back to our apartments."
"Whatever. You tell that bastard the results. I'm heading home first." With a silent agreement between the two, Kanda left the scene, and into the cold mid-winter afternoon, hugging his coat close to him. Not even half way home, Kanda's hearing picked up multiple feet crunching through the snow. One set was only slightly faster. Seems like the scum of the earth found a new victim. Che. Not my problem.
"Let me go, you twats!" If the voice didn't register to the long-haired samurai, the scent that was all but unfamiliar, certainly did. "I'm warning you! Let me go!"
Before he could register what he was doing, he was following the shouting, only to have his nostrils filled with a stronger version of the horrific sweetness he craved to sink his teeth into. "Shit..." Kanda breathed, realizing why the scent would be so strong. That idiot was wounded.
"L-Let me...go..."
"You're rather pretty for a boy, kid. You owe us the money you stole from us. So how about making it up with that body of yours, hmm?"
"N-no...please..." Kanda could tell from the sound of the kid's voice that he was close to passing out. Before he knew it, he found the targets stowed away in a dead-end alley. Perfect.
"Che. Now, five against one doesn't sound fair for a brat like him, you bastards." Kanda threateningly told them, a hand on the hilt of his precious katana.
One of the men, Kanda noted, was holding the white-haired boy by the collar of his sweater, the jacket almost falling off his shoulders. A quick glance to the boy's stomach proved it was just as he thought; there was a lot of blood covering the sweater in question, and the sweet substance of life was only growing in size, proving that the kid had been injured severely. He was pleased to know that the kid...Allen, wasn't it?...had passed out from the blood loss. "Oh? And who the fuck are you, fagot?"
Kanda felt his rage building at the group of five. "You do not want to piss me off," He slowly said, drawing his weapon. "You don't even know what you're dealing with now." An aura emitted from the young man, Allen's form was dropped to the floor as the group backed up. "My Mugen's blade hasn't tasted the blood of an enemy in a while. Perhaps you can satisfy that thirst for blood." By now Kanda's cobalt eyes began glowing a blood lust red, a demonic grin was placed on his features.
"H-Hey, man, we didn't mean nothing!" One of the other men said, suddenly fearing his life. They found themselves petrified. Unable to move despite their instincts screaming at them to run away.
The swordsman struck, his blade going straight through both the boss's and one of the henchman's hearts, twisting Mugen in their chest cavities, proving only a little difficult for the nineteen-year-old. The blood started to flow down the blade to the hilt, and eventually to Kanda's hands, was from the henchman to whom the boss had tried using as a shield. Some of the red gore had splattered onto Kanda's face. He retracted the bloodstained weapon, watching in morbid satisfaction as the two fell to the ground, eyes open fearfully staring into darkness, never again to see the light.
"D-don't come any closer! I-I'll end this twerp's life if you do!" Kanda's soulless eyes turned to the idiot who held the Moyashi. He held a automatic handgun, .45 caliber at the younger's head. "St-stop! Don't...don't come any closer!"
"You humans are all the same." Kanda's voice came out darker than he intended, but he didn't care. Two dead. Three remaining. "Instead of wasting your time on trying to kill someone like him, try them." The man's eyes dulled as his body started moving on its own, dropping the unconscious boy to the ground, and aiming his gun to his comrades
"H-Hey Sid? Sn-snap out of it man!" One of the men said, trying to get the other to see reason.
"C-c-c'mon, bro...we're all family here!" Their voices fell upon deaf ears. The shots rang out, and the men fell to the floor, the life quickly leaving them. The man named Sid, blinked, and screamed, falling to his knees seeing what he had done.
"You bastard...YOU BASTA-" Never to finish his sentence, Tom felt the metal pressing through his gut. He looked down, and coughed up blood as the tainted sword was pulled out of him none too gently.
"You're worthless scum." He told the corpses, before using one of the men's jacket to remove the blood that stained his blade, before sheathing the blade back into its sheath. Ignoring the death that surrounded him, Kanda walked over to the unconscious boy, his eyes slowly turning back into their normal cobalt color. "Guess there's no choice. I'll have to take him home."
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When Allen came to, the first thing he thought was he had died. But feeling the pain in his gut had said otherwise when he tried getting up. "Don't try getting up, Moyashi." The unmistakable voice of Kanda said. "Those bastards did a number on you."
"Kanda?" Allen asked, confused. "Where am I? This isn't where I live..." He looked down to what he was wearing, taking note that these weren't the clothes he had been in earlier that day. "Where are my clothes?!" He was wearing only his boxer shorts and someone's black T-shirt that was too big for him.
"No shit, dipshit. This is my place. It's not like I know where you live, and you were out cold. Your old clothes were covered in your damn blood, and in bad shape so I gave you one of my shirts to wear."
"Oh...I'm sorry for being a burden...I was in a hurry to get home after what happened in the library earlier...and—"
"What the hell happened in the library?" Allen could tell his own face was starting to turn a cherry red. "Spit it out, Moyashi."
"For the record, my name is Allen. Not Moyashi. As for the library...you see...um..." How could he explain? He was nearly raped in the public library...by a friend of Robin no less! "I was with this weird friend of Robin's and..."
"How is it you know who Robin is, Moyashi?"
"Eh? Um, she's something akin to a sister for me, I guess..."
"If it's that troublemaker, then the only idiot she would have tutor you would be that baka usagi." Kanda muttered more to himself then to Allen. "What did that moron do?"
"Well... he didn't do anything extreme per se..." Allen felt the blush he hadn't quite gotten rid of coming back full force. While he was distracted with trying to explain himself, Kanda's dark eyes studied the boy.
The leader of that group was right though. But 'pretty' didn't quite fit the term. No, he was something else. Beautiful? Maybe. He had a nice body, and not even the stoic samurai could control his thoughts as he started fantasizing of the things he wanted to so badly do to that body...things that were otherwise unspeakable. The scent the other male gave off was only fuel to the fire. "Um...K-Kanda...w-what are you doing?" Allen asked, as he fidgeted in his seat, noticing the look the elder teen was giving him. Something in Kanda seemed to have snapped as he closed the space between them, with inhuman speed, soon pushing Allen to the couch, pinning his arms above his head. "B-but you were just—!"
"Shut up, Moyashi." He growled leaning in and inhaling more of his Moyashi's scent near his neck, before biting the warm and soft pale skin, making the younger male inhale a sharp breath from the sensation.
"L-let me go! Get off! Get off, BaKanda!" At the remark one of Kanda's hands left its hold on Allen's wrists and harshly tweaked a nipple through the shirt covering the small frame "Nng...st-stop..."
As if on cue, there was a loud knocking on the door, causing Kanda to curse under his breath. "Yu? Hey, I know you're in there, Yu. Open the door so I can get in, will ya?"
"Baka usagi." Kanda huffed, getting off of the younger teen and heading to the door, having every intention of slamming the red head's face into a concrete wall as hard as he could. Allen stayed frozen where he was, unable to move. Twice. Twice in one day he was molested...and by two guys! Both, to which Allen's mind realized a little late, were now in the same facility is as he was.
"Yu, is Allen here?" The eye-patched teen asked, making the younger wonder how he would assume so quickly.
"So what if he is, damn rabbit?"
"I know that scent anywhere. Sweet, to the point it makes me want to rav—"
"How come you can smell that disgusting sweet scent too?"
"Can't everyone?"
"Alma said the Moyashi smelled no different than any other human out there." At this newly found information there was a silence. Allen found himself confused. What was going on? Scent? What scent, and why did the two elder teens speak of humans as if they weren't humans themselves? He needed to get out of there...but how? He took note of the window on the opposite end of where he was, and walked over to it, hoping he could escape through it.
His hope was crushed when he took note the window didn't open, and to add insult to injury, it seemed to him, he had to be at least twenty or thirty stories up! Even if the window could open, jumping would literally be suicide! Feeling all the color physically draining form his face, he slid down to the floor, feeling as though all his energy had up and left him. I knew I've always had the worst luck, but this? This is just insane!
"Well, well, well, Allen really is here." Allen visibly flinched and turned to see the familiar red-haired teen with the patch over his right eye. "Y'know, you actually left your stuff at the library. I was going to give them to Robin to give to you, but being you're here, I can just give them to ya instead!"
"Uh...th-thank you..."
"Che. What do you think you were trying to do, Moyashi?"
"Um, I was...that is...you see..."
"We're on the highest floor of this building, idiot sprout."
"He's right, short stack. Right now we're actually in the penthouse of this building, and that alone is basically six-hundred feet off the ground." Lavi said in a matter-of-factually tone. "Basically, Yu owns this whole floor, and I just stay here 'cuz I'm his best friend!"
"You're far from my 'friend', damn rabbit, and the only reason I hadn't tossed you out of my home is because I promised Bookman to make sure you don't get into trouble."
"Yu, you do care for me!~" The red haired teen said while trying to give his 'friend' a hug, only to be thrown over the ravenette's shoulder, and just end up inches from where Allen sat, prettified.
When the silver-eyed teen was finally able to get his thoughts together, he had realized three things.
First: the force Kanda used on Lavi to throw him like he did was far more stronger than what a normal human should be capable of.
Second: he was more than certain that he heard a snapping sound coming from the red-head who was thrown to the floor.
Third: Lavi had been still for the whole time Allen was in shock at seeing what Kanda had done, only taking a huge gasp of air just as three minutes had passed, as though he wasn't quite breathing.
"Ow...c'mon Yu, I can still feel pain y'know!" Lavi complained, when he sat up, his hand cradling the back of his neck.
"W-w-what are you?" Allen asked, finally finding his voice, "That snap...it came from your neck didn't it?...it sounded like...like the bone was snapped apart! You...you shouldn't be alive! And you!" He points a finger at the long-haired man before him, "You're not as human as you appear either!"
One of these days all this is gonna come back and bite me in the butt...not that it hasn't already. So, yes, it took me longer to update, and I'm so sorry about that...but, hey in the end your waiting paid off, and now you have a new chapter!~ So, was it worth the wait? Did you love it? Hate it? Drop a review, and let me know!