Breaking in the Darkness
Chapter Six: The Town of Shatel
Kanda feels uncomfortable with the staring eyes, and for once wishes he isn't so tall as he raises the hood of the sweatshirt over his head, covering half of his face. Allen could've sworn that some of those eyes were set in drooling faces. Allen glares straight ahead with a scowl gracing his normally calm, smiling face. They were drooling over something that belongs to him! He straightens his back. Well, he's fine with that. He does not have issues. "There's a bakery, let's go, Kanda. I think the pie that Road wants is in there," he says loudly enough for people within a seven feet radius could hear.
He tows Kanda again, thinking that it might be better if Road dresses Kanda in more decent clothing. At least out in public. "Can you be a little more gentle?" Finally, an opinion from the non talkative man.
"Hm… no," Allen says cheerfully with a sadistic smile. Kanda mumbles under his breath. As they walk into the shop, the little bell at the top of the door rings. The bakery is warm and smells of freshly baked breads, cakes, and other such pastries and tarts. Allen breathes in deeply with undisguised pleasure, seeing why Road would want baked goods from here in some town he's never even heard of before. At the counter, he asks the cashier person for the pie that Road has asked for. The person points to one of the large tables in the room, and Allen six pies together, but stops to think for a minute, and then leaves them on the table. "You aren't going to buy them?" Kanda asks.
"Nah, we still have two more days remember? 'Sides, fresh goods taste best right after you buy them," Allen says.
"I guess…" Kanda says. "What do you propose we do now?" Allen looks at him. 'Personally, I want to do you right now but…'
"Let's just go for a walk," the silver-eyed man says.
"Aa… okay." There honestly isn't much to see in a town as small and boring as this, but Allen can't really complain when Kanda is completely relaxed and by his side.
"Actually, I'm sort of hungry. Maybe I'll buy a pie after all," Allen says, leaving Kanda's side for the time being. Kanda nods, standing motionlessly in place. As Allen leaves, Kanda sits down, dipping his feet into the waters of the thing river stream. The water is pleasantly cool, lapping gently at his feet. His reflection wavers in the clear liquid, and for the first time in months he sees his face. He touches his face. He is thinner, paler than he remembers, and he looks, much to his horror… weak and helpless. The humiliation he will have to endure if Lavi were here to see him now. "Now you really look girly, Yu-chan!" he knows Lavi will say. He pulls his feet away from the tickling, nibbling mouths of the rippling creek fish. He leans against the base of the tree, his eyes half lidded with exhaustion. Is it alright to sleep unprotected? The him from before would take Mugen everywhere, but he isn't allowed to do that now. He wonders when has become so submissive, doing everything he is told. He did as he is told when he was back there, he couldn't remember the name now, but he always protests, he always fights back in one way shape or form. Such a difference there is now. "Kanda Yu" should be labeled as two completely different people.
He draws his feet out of the cool water, wiping off the liquid with his hand. Some things don't change, but he even sees the sun differently when it sets, like it might be last time he sees it. He doesn't trust the Noah family to keep him alive. 'Or maybe I'll die by then.' Speaking of said lotus, how many petals have fallen since he's been "absent" from there?
He yawns, covering his mouth like polite people do. Back there, he could have never himself to yawn when someone is present. That's one thing that hasn't changed. The endless twittering chatter of the swallowtails soon lulls him to a dreamless sleep.