Why, why did he have to be an idiot enough to do that!

His stupid dependent self just had to ruin everything.

And guess whose fault it was?

No shit, who it was.

Allen groaned painfully as another wave of an aching headache washed through him. He felt as if a sledge hammer was constantly pounding him. His throat was hardly a difference. He didn't dare to talk because if he did, he believed it'll feel like a person was scraping his throat using a razor and lemon juice. He prayed hard that this was in its worst stage and not the beginning, because if it is, god knows what Allen will do.

The nearly unconscious junior dropped his head dead on the desk. It has been two days ever since Allen was rejected and the scar was still fresh. It was slowly healing but the pain was just bearable. He did see Lenalee yesterday in the cafeteria eating with her friends but Allen didn't dare to go anywhere near her and he doesn't plan on going near her, ever.

When Allen came to his senses on the part on what happened after Lenalee's rejection, he ended up with deprived sleep. The night of the incident was fine because his mind was completely messed up and all he could ever think about was if he was able to continue living. The second day was worse because that's when he realized what he had done the day before. He realized that he should've never confessed to Lenalee and definitely should have not received Kanda's comfort. At first he found it quite disturbing that he did indeed hugged a guy, kissed him and tongued with him. But then he felt better, like his pain was slowly subsiding because he was comforted. He considered the kiss as nothing. It was just a sign of comfort and nothing else. No romantic feelings, no alluring hormones,

Nothing.

But then why, deep down buried in the smallest hole, did he wish it wasn't nothing? It frustrated him the entire day. In the end, he came up with a conclusion that the reason it happened was out of curiosity. That explained his side, but what about Kanda's? He was the one who started it in fact. The British was deep in thought when he came across the reason why Kanda had indeed kissed him. That was definitely not a thing Kanda would do. Or… was it? No, no, no, definitely not. Like hell would he be running around kissing people for the sake of it.

I hope not…

He wasn't sure if he would be able to confirm it but as of now, he believed he has insomnia because sitting in his rightful place in school four a.m. in the morning was definitely not him. Normally the earliest student would come at six. He was lucky that the teachers come early.

The second day may have been bad, but the third day was hell. He thought he was recovering from his broken heart but then the flu struck him hard. He could hardly listen to the teachers, even Lavi who was always in an audible volume. He should've seen that cold coming anyway. After practically having Kanda eat his mouth for 10 long minutes, calls for guaranteed contamination. And guaranteed he was.

He thought that the worst was over because it couldn't be any worse, but somehow, it was. He was emotionally and physically fucked up. His heart wasn't healing any faster, his recent flu has begun to add up more symptoms and because of both problems, he couldn't sleep. (Who wouldn't if you were rejected and would constantly cough all night long?)

Allen gathered up his blurry thoughts and decided to take a stroll around the school. If he was lucky, someone other than him might be there.

--

It didn't surprise him when he couldn't find anyone. Who would go to school at four in the morning? Just going to school was a dislike for the majority of the students.

The junior was standing on the third floor, staring at the odd hallway. Out of all the places he went to that morning, the third floor where the seniors were had some objects that weren't supposed to be there. Because it was still early and the sun hasn't risen, he could barely make out what he was looking at. The moonlight was the only light shining through the windows. He picked up the object in front of him and moved over to the side where he would be able to see it.

It was a beer bottle that was completely emptied. That was when Allen assumed that a group of people or maybe even a class had been partying last night. But wouldn't the teachers catch them for that? He continued to walk forward as his vision adjusted to the darkness and then he spotted more empty bottles on the ground. Soon enough it was making a trail. He followed the bottles to the end of the corridor where it stopped to a door. He was standing in front of the back entrance of '4-I'. He leaned his ear on the door first so that he could check if anyone was in there. He proceeded by slowly sliding the door open since there wasn't any sound protruding from the room.

He opened it fully once he saw that the chairs were empty. There was a CD player on the corner of the room still playing. If there were people talking, then the music would've become completely mute, but because the school was quiet and he wasn't making any sounds, he could hear the music quite well.

The student made his way through the room, over to the player and turned it off. His heart skipped a beat as he heard a soft groan and the sound of clothes ruffling. He stayed as still as a rock but then he sighed when he realized it was just his imagination. He stood up and turned to his left to continue his purpose.

He slapped his mouth shut and even had to bite himself as his eyes caught the sight of a human.

And oh how he knew this human so well.

Kanda had one hand tucked under his cheek and the other arm was stretched out, as it hung out of the desk, his hand clasped onto a beer bottle that seemed to be half empty. The first assumption Allen made with Kanda was he was drunk and he fell asleep because of it. He was quite surprised that Kanda was present in school because he assumed that Kanda would stay at home like he had been doing these two days, to recover from his sickness. Perhaps he had already healed or he was just damn bored.

Allen furrowed his brows and placed his hands on his hips. He was disappointed that Kanda was a drinker. He thought those were only rumors to add up his 'bad boy' personality, but it only showed that it was true. The junior looked down and spotted many other bottles that were lying on the ground and were surrounding the drunk senior.

Suddenly the thought clicked him. There were tons of bottles scattered in the fourth year's premises, and what if a teacher were to catch the culprits? Like Kanda. To make it worse, if he was to be caught now, that would make Allen look like he was part of it as well.

Allen hastily picked up all the bottles on the ground, trying as much as possible to grab it all at once. He strode over to the front door and placed all the bottles outside. There was no trash can in the area, so he'll just need to remove the evidence in the room.

He ran back inside and slowed down. He decided to approach Kanda without him knowing. As quietly and slowly as possible, he slid his hand on the nozzle of the bottle and gently pulled it out of Kanda's grasp. He glanced down at Kanda. No sign of waking up. He sighed and then continued to turn around.

Grab.

Allen froze when he felt a hand grasp tightly around his wrist. The bottle in his captured wrist was soon pulled out. Allen turned around and saw the now awake Kanda leaning back on the chair, slamming in the bottle on the table.

"Who gave you the permission to take my things?" he muttered, rubbing his right eye.

"I'm only doing this for your own good," Allen replied, snatching the bottle back. God was he getting brave.

Kanda rolled his eyes and stood up, taking the bottle back and dropping it onto the ground. It landed with a clink and then it rolled in a circular motion, the contents spilling. He gripped onto Allen's wrist again and stormed out of the room. Allen complained about him being so rough but he didn't listen. He finally stopped when they were in Kanda's classroom.

"Evidence gone."

Allen blinked a few times before it registered. "What do you mean gone? All the bottles are still there!"

He coughed violently, his head suddenly becoming very heavy. He swayed and slipped. Allen felt pathetic that he could not regain his balance because he was too weak, all he did was await for the painful floor.

Allen felt himself land on something soft. Did the floor have an extremely soft rug that he wasn't aware of? Allen slowly let his eyes open to only find a sour face which was looking down at him. Allen's cheeks went red when he realized Kanda had been the one to catch him.

"You're an idiot."

"Well you're an asshole."

"I just caught you from falling and now you're calling me an asshole."

"I don't care whether you're trying to…"

Allen covered his mouth and coughed again. His vision began to blur again but he quickly regained it when he felt a hand brushing somewhere where it shouldn't.

"W-what are you doing?"

Kanda stood up and left the sick British on the ground. He picked up the bag left on a table and began walking towards the door.

"You better get out of here, or else someone might catch you."

And with that Kanda disappeared from Allen's sight. He stared on the ground until his eyesight was steady and then he stood up. He looked at his watch and realized it was it was already 5.30. All that exploration and wanderings around the third floor, sure consumed the morning quite fast.

Fearing that the teachers would decide to drop by the classrooms to prepare, he hastily stood up. Allen felt his head swaying again from the sudden action. He tried as much as possible to ignore it and head outside. He held a gasp back the moment he spotted the school cleaner picking up the bottles on the ground and throwing it in the large black plastic bag. He glanced up at Allen and then resumed back to his work.

Oh god, oh god, oh god. Allen was dead, he was spotted by the cleaner and now he was doomed.

Or so he thought.

"Standing there all day long won't help you from getting away from this," a deep voice came out of the janitor's mouth.

At first Allen was confused. Was the guy actually trying to help him? Wow, no wonder the senior students wouldn't care about leaving their mess. Allen slowly began to walk and stopped in front of the man. He bowed and turned around to walk down and back to his classroom.

The early bird of his class was already there and was apparently sleeping. Allen took a seat on the back of the room and hoped that he would not disturb him. He leaned over to the side and picked up his bag. Surprisingly the moment he set his bag on his lap, it began to vibrate.

Allen pulled the zipper and pulled out his phone. He flipped it open.

"Oh you're there… Yeah hey Krory, I'm going to come to school a bit late, the alcohol has gotten to me. Oh! And tell Allen I'm sick; don't want him finding out about last night."

The line had already been cut off before Allen could respond. Then again, even it wasn't cut off, Allen was speechless.

He couldn't believe that his own friend, his only best friend would be lying to him.

--

Just as Lavi had said, he came late. It was second period and the subject was literature. That explained why Lavi chose to come on that particular time, but on the other hand, he was sulking. Sulking like there was no tomorrow. Why? Because he had tried to come inside the classroom at a low profile so that he wouldn't be noticed. But somehow, Tyki had this weird power that actually predicted Lavi's coming and that's when Tyki told Lavi, well, more like the entire class, that he would be receiving detention after school. And because of that, Lavi was as dead as Allen. If he was this depressed by just receiving detention, what more if he's rejected?

Allen wanted to cheer him up, but his voice failed him to. He had been talking and even shouting at Kanda that morning and in the end, his throat was drier than a drought in a desert. He decided to try a different approach.

He opened his spiral notebook and wrote.

It isn't that bad, I doubt Mikk-sensei doesn't take your tardiness by heart.

He tore of the page and folded it continuously until it was smaller than his palm. Allen nudged Lavi and passed him the note. At first Lavi was confused, but then he quickly took it as he spotted Tyki glancing at the two. He unfolded the notebook paper and then read it.

Once he was done, he took out a pencil from his pencil case and wrote his reply.

He folded the paper back and tossed it over to Allen. It landed perfectly right in front of him.

Right… Did you see the look on his face when he saw me come in? He looked so… disappointed!

Allen sighed. He wrote below the neat script handwriting with a reply of:

Because you're my best friend and I'll never lie to you, I'm telling you truthfully, he will not be bothered with it.

Allen couldn't be bothered to do the same folding procedure and instead he crumpled up the paper and tossed it back to Lavi. The redhead raised the ball of paper, staring at Allen with a look of confusion. Nevertheless, he placed the paper back on the desk and opened it, flattening the paper because of the creases.

He stared at it for a few seconds and then his face lit up. He picked up the mechanical pencil next to his arm and scribbled on the note. He did the same crumpling-up-the-paper and tossing-it-back as what Allen did.

Thanks Allen, I would never lie to you either.

This is when Allen frowned at the creasy paper. He said he would never lie, but he just did. He lied about never telling lies, so that was technically lying twice. In the morning when classes had just started, Allen had forgotten about Lavi's mistaken call to him. But now that Lavi had reminded him, he was downright upset.

He didn't write a response and that's when it caught Lavi's attention. The normal flow of passing notes to each other was roughly one minute, but five minutes has past. Suddenly Lavi spotted their paper-made msn sticking out of Allen's bag. Lavi ripped out a new paper out of his own notebook and wrote. He reached over and slid it under Allen's arm. Just to make sure that it reached to his side.

Allen pretended to pay attention to Tyki, ignoring Lavi and the new paper as much as possible, but the problem was the paper was screaming at Allen to read it. The junior gave up and took the paper boringly, needing to only unfold it once.

What's wrong? Why are you mad all of a sudden?

Allen rolled his eyes as Lavi acted oblivious to why he was mad. Then again, he couldn't blame him because the person Lavi thought he was talking to was Krory. He scrunched up the paper and dropped it onto his bag, but as it was in midair, a hand snatched the falling paper. Allen felt his heart suddenly pulse when he realized the person who had snatched it was no other than Tyki and the very moment Allen shot his head up to look at the person's face, he was already reading it.

Using one hand, he crumpled it back into a ball and stuffed it in his pocket. On his other hand where he had his textbook, he snapped it shut.

"I'll tell you what's wrong," Tyki had slowly said as he leaned down onto Allen's table. "You're disturbing my class," he muttered.

The Portuguese rose from the table and resumed back to his teachings. Allen was extremely embarrassed because people from his class were snickering at him. He knew if the teacher wasn't there, then they would've ended up laughing their asses off.

The British slammed his head onto the table and left it there. Lavi had been trying to catch the boy's attention, but he didn't respond and he didn't plan on replying him anymore. Even if he did want to, his throat forbade him to.

--

After classes with Tyki, it was a long lunch break. It wasn't that their lunchtime was extended; but because they had a free period. Allen continued to be mute and slipped his phone into his pocket. He was about to leave the classroom but then a hand pulled him back from doing so. Allen turned around and regretted it. He had thought that it was a classmate that might've wanted to ask him something, but it was Lavi.

He grasped onto Allen's wrist with his iron grip and dragged him out of the room and onto the corridor. He leaned near the window so that he could leave way for the other students.

Allen had been trying to remove Lavi's grip because it was seriously hurting him. Lavi let go and quickly apologized, but that didn't stop him from acting serious. His eyes were locked on Allen's, suddenly placing his hand aggressively on Allen's shoulders.

"What's wrong," he said flatly.

Allen felt pissed that Lavi had always thought Allen was naïve, but this time he was going to prove it that he wasn't.

"You're the one who should know that," Allen emphasized coldly.

"I don't know what you're talking about!"

Allen snorted, "Oh do you now? Then explain what that phone call was all about!"

"What phone call?"

"I'm not an idiot. I'm talking about the phone call you made this morning!"

"Phone call…? Allen I never called you this morning."

"That's what you think."

"…."

"Lavi, it wasn't Krory you were talking to, it was me."

Lavi's eyes widened, the palm of his hands sliding off Allen's shoulders. He didn't see that coming.

"You… heard what I said?"

"Lavi I'm so disappointed in you. I thought you said that you would never lie to me but then you did! Why would you lie about lying?"

Lavi finally sighed and gave in. He couldn't bear the thought of losing Allen's trust, but he knew he deserved it if he did.

"I just wanted to protect you…"

"Protect me from what?"

"You have always seen me as what you call me, a 'guardian angel'. I was touched on how you felt about me but then the truth is that that's not really me. I'm not that pure hearted person you have always thought. I have a dark side too and I just don't want you to see it."

"…Dark… Side…?"

"Yeah…"

"Does drinking count?"

"Yes, of course."

"Lavi, you can change that! You're not obliged to drink alcohol!"

"Allen you don't get it. It has become a habit of mine. If I don't drink, then it would feel like I'm missing an essential need."

"You're… addicted to alcohol?"

He exhaled the reply. "Yes."

Allen dropped his head down, facing the floor. He didn't know that Lavi was so thoughtful of him. He kind of felt guilty that he had been mad with him although Lavi was only lying because of Allen's benefit. Allen looked back up to only see an extremely sad face plastered onto Lavi.

The guilt got the better of him.

"I forgive you Lavi. And I always will, so please don't be sad."

Lavi's lips rose back to his usual grin when he heard the words come out of Allen's mouth. He nodded eagerly and gave Allen a gentle squeeze on the shoulder.

"I really am so sorry. You're always so forgiving," Lavi said, as he turned the both of them around to head to Allen's favorite place.

They continued to walk towards their direction; their subject had already changed into something else. Allen had lost his voice again after talking with Lavi. Luckily the redhead understood the situation quickly and decided to explain the incident of last night.

Allen continued to listen to Lavi intently, glad to know that he was enjoying sharing his experience to his best friend. But as he listened, Lavi's voice suddenly trailed off and stopped. Allen realized Lavi wasn't beside him anymore and he quickly turned back.

Lavi was standing in the middle of the hall, he face in complete awe. The junior was confused on why Lavi had suddenly reacted like that, but as he turned his head the other way, there was a tall blonde lady gracefully walking past by him.

The redhead continued to gawk at her, his eyes glued onto her.

Don't tell me…

"Lavi, is this one of your 'strikes'?" Allen asked, nudging the frozen boy.

When the blonde woman disappeared from the corner, Lavi immediately chased after her, leaving Allen alone in the half empty hallway.

What was that about?

Allen sighed and turned around. He was left alone again and it had slowly become a habit already. The more he thought about it, he had been spending more time with Kanda rather than Lavi and speaking of Kanda, perhaps he could entertain him.

Wait… What was he thinking?!

Kanda, entertaining Allen? Like that would ever happen.

And speaking of the devil himself, he was leaning on the staircase railing, apparently glaring at everyone passing by him. It seemed that Kanda was back to his normal bitchy self, practically wanting everything in his sight to decay.

The snowy haired student continued to walk and ignore Kanda so that he won't bother him. But how poor he was thinking, no shit Kanda was going to badger him and badger him he did.

"Oi Moyashi, I'm hungry."

"So…? I'm hungry too," Allen drawled.

His deadly aura began to increase. "Buy me food."

"Why should I?"

"Because…" Kanda said, leaning forward when the hall had suddenly become empty (probably Kanda's presence scared everyone off). He brushed his lips on Allen's cheek until his reached his ear.

"You have a debt you need to repay."

"D-debt?" Allen had to whisper because his voice was failing, but it seemed so wrong in the current situation. It looked as if Allen was as scared as shit (Of course he was, but he didn't want to show that in front of Kanda).

"This."

Before Allen could react, move or even take a breath, his lips had been crushed by the elder's. Because he was so unprepared and unaware, Kanda had forced his mouth open. He invaded the small space, licking every part of his mouth. Allen tried to force a moan back but his strength was extremely poor.

He had easily given in and began to slowly slide down. Kanda had wrapped his arms around Allen's back and pulled him back up. Allen tried to respond, but he couldn't. His body had already turned into jelly when Kanda took him in and his mind was telling him this was wrong.

He was afraid of what Kanda was doing. It wasn't gentle at all. It was rough and painful, like he was mad and he was taking it out on Allen. Was it because of that morning? It couldn't possibly be. He didn't seem that angry that morning. Then what was upsetting him?

He went back to reality with the help of his common sense and realized that he wasn't supposed to be kissing Kanda. It was a lot more dangerous outside during a free period, rather than in the bathroom whilst classes were going on. The only problem was as much as he wanted to stop and push the senior away, he couldn't. His heart was telling otherwise.

While Kanda was devouring the poor boy's mouth, Allen had tried to think of a lot of disgusting things so that he would go against what he wanted the most. But as he thought more and more, they ended back onto Kanda and his tongue…

Oh god… That felt so good…

Kanda had used the very tip of his tongue and pressed it onto Allen's own. Allen pushed back to catch his breath but he let out a moan at the same time. Kanda smirked at the younger boy. He didn't kiss him anymore. He decided to let the bean sprout catch his breath instead.

Allen's cheek felt warm. His lips were swollen and his headache had come back to attack him. Luckily Kanda had been holding him, or else he would've dropped dead onto the ground.

"Now you owe me twice."

"W-wait…" he panted. "T-that's not… fair…"

Kanda took his wallet out and pulled out a bundle of cash. He then shoved it in Allen's pants.

"Use that to buy 5 meals."

Allen finally was able to stand without Kanda's help, so he pushed himself away. He took the money out of his pocket and handed it back to Kanda.

"I can't accept this money."

Kanda rose as eyebrow. "This money isn't for you; it's for me and those other idiots."

The senior shoved the money back at Allen. "Take it and buy food," he growled. "You are now my personal slave so you do what I tell you to do."

That's it.

He crossed the line.

Allen wanted to throw a fit at him but the fit he threw were coughs. Allen quickly covered his mouth and continued to cough like mad. His throat had once again gone against him. Kanda sighed and slowly walked away.

"If you're not going to buy the food within ten minutes, I'm telling the entire student body that you were rejected by Lenalee."

That caught Allen's attention. He had immediately stopped coughing when he had heard those words.

He was the devil.

He really was.

Allen hated him even more that before. He was blackmailing him into becoming his servant and if he didn't obey his orders within ten minutes, then he was doomed.

Before even thinking what he would do to Kanda, he ran to the cafeteria. He was more afraid of the information that would leak out if he didn't follow rather than Kanda himself.

The cafeteria was crowded and he cursed when he saw the school cafeteria line was long. He ran over to the counter and ordered different meals since he didn't know what they preferred. Allen waited impatiently in the line with two plastic bags in each side. If he wasn't going to use dirty tricks by now, it would take him 15 minutes to get back to the prince.

That's when an idea popped into his head. Allen had received definitely more than enough cash from Kanda and he did say that it wasn't for him. Allen took out the bundle and got out of the line. He went over to the cashier who was handing change to another student. She glared at Allen once she was done handing it to her.

"Back of the line," she spoke roughly.

Allen slammed the bundle of cash onto the table and ran off. The cashier would be more than happy to have extra tip, so Allen assumed that the cafeteria people wouldn't bother him. If he wasn't going to hurry, he would be late.

Allen doubled the steps as he walked up the stairs to the third floor. He accidentally bumped into female senior student on his way up.

"Hey, watch it!"

"S-sorry…" Allen quickly apologized.

"Oh. It's you."

Allen paused.

"What do you mean?"

"You're that pathetic guy that's been messing with the prince. Let me tell you something. Leave the prince alone. He doesn't belong in these types of scandals," she said coldly.

"Oh and by the way, do you know how pathetic you look like? You're like a lowlife creature on your way to please someone that is completely out of your ranking. In fact, so high that you don't even deserve to talk to him."

Allen felt quite hurt from the senior's harsh words. She smiled and left and then Allen quickly ran back up to Kanda's classroom.

He spotted the usual group clouding the leader. Allen didn't care if he was going to receive anymore bad names because he was degraded low enough. He barged through the group and carelessly dropped the plastic bag.

"I've had it with you! I'm tired of your sick games and how you're taking advantage of me!" Allen spat.

The group had quieted down, but so far no tackling onto the ground. It seems being acquainted with Chaoji sure had its advantages.

Kanda, apparently looking a lot angrier than before, glanced up at Allen. He didn't speak a word.

Allen didn't want to shout anymore because his throat felt like it was one fire. He had pushed him through his limits. The junior turned around and stormed out of the room. The only one to respond was Krory.

"Would you like to have lunch with us All—"

"—Next time."

--

Allen felt as dead as a corpse. All the yelling and his anger building up had drained his energy. He lied dead on the grass slope where in front of him was the swimming club. He had stayed in that area for an hour as he rested and tried to get his energy back. So far, his vocals were dead and his body was paralyzed. It seemed that another symptom of his illness was kicking in.

He took out his phone, glad to know that his arms were still functioning. He flipped it open. There was a new message.

Very sorry for ditching you like that. I reckoned you thought that I was chasing after her because she was sexy but no, I had another reason. I went after her because I had seen her in the café with Mikk sensei while I was there. It seems that they're a couple.

Her name is Lulu Bell and I just found out that she's a 4th year Biology teacher. I'm trying to get more information off her but it is quite tough. I'll come by your place after school to explain everything else.

-Rabi

Allen smiled at the sort of nickname Lavi had made up. He decided not to reply because he didn't really know what to say and his fingers were too weak to even text. He was really useless at the moment.

The British placed his phone back into his pocket and slowly sat up. He let his head adjust from the movement before he took a peek of his surroundings. The place was quiet and peaceful. Some second years were sitting on a bench and trading their food in their lunchboxes. Allen kind of felt sad as he watched the happy friends share their food. He somehow missed how he had been doing that to Lavi. Nowadays it's nearly impossible to make an obento. Homework and projects had become the priority of their time at home.

Allen leaned back down and closed his eyes. He was relieved that his sleepiness was stronger than his thoughts. Although his eyes were closed, the sun was very bright and it distracted him. But not long after, the annoying brightness in his eyes disappeared.

The junior slowly slid his eyes open to only find Kanda staring down at him. He was about to scream, but Kanda had already slapped his hand on Allen's lips before he could. Allen calmed down and rolled his eyes. He was clearly pissed at Kanda and he should be very aware of that.

The Japanese moved back and stretched his legs out and lazily relaxed on the soft ground.

"Still hurts doesn't it?"

At first Allen had no idea what he was talking about thus he checked what Kanda was looking at. He followed the direction of his eyes that led to the swimming pool. Lenalee was there, sitting on the edge of the pool, wiping herself dry.

Why in the world did Kanda have to remind Allen? He almost made it through the day without thinking about Lenalee and now everything came back. His stomach sank, his eyes starting to well up.

"Yeah… it does."

Kanda didn't look back at Allen or change his facial expression. He seemed to be in a lot calmer mood but it didn't make up for what Kanda had demanded. Allen decided to shrug it off for now and just tried to enjoy the scenery.

Allen knew. He knew very well that he still had feelings for Lenalee despite being rejected. They just didn't seem to go away. He believed they'll disappear once he was no longer in depression. But what he wondered on was when. When will he be able to let go? The thought seemed almost impossible, but it was the only hope left for Allen.

"Do you think you could love again?" Kanda asked, finally looking at Allen.

"H-huh?"

"Nothing."


A/N: *lets out a deep breath* WHEW! Finally finished oAo… That was definitely longer than expected (the time working on this). I guess when I was completely distracted; I left the fic 2nd priority… T^T

I'm so sorry if this chapter is like fuck. I don't feel well and my mind is off. I'll promise to make the later chapters better.

IMPORTANT NOTE: The last three lines actually have a huge meaning into it (especially on Kanda). You should've realized it by now, but if you don't then it shows that I haven't been giving the message clearly T^T.

QUESTION TO READERS: Is my fan fiction reaching your expectations? Are they long and detailed as you asked for? ;A; (I feel really insecure right now)

I would feel a lot better if you would review~ Reviews make people happy :3