Knight for Rain

Kanda . . . Kanda?. . . Is. . . is that you?. . . Kanda?. . . I'm scared. . . Kanda. . . are you safe?. . . are you ok?. . .

Rain's orbs slowly and delicately opened, as his lover stood before him, banging wildly onto the glass walls that separated the two. The long haired samurai's head hung low, as almost-invisible tears, hit the floor.

Kanda!. . . you came back for me . . .

Rain put his hands gently onto Kanda's. The samurai could feel the reassuring warmth in the pit of his heart. He immediately looked up and saw the dark-haired boy's pale blue eyes looking down at him in a peaceful way.

"Rain. . . . " Kanda's lips whispered, his fists slowly loosened. "You're ok. . . . " His fingers stretched out, almost trying to feel the warmth between the thick (stupid, dang) wall. "I'll get you out, I promise," The samurai said, even though he knew rightly that Rain might not have heard what he said.

But surprisingly, Rain nodded, his lips curved into a gentle yet sad smile. Kanda quickly looked around, searching for the right buttons to push, or the right machinery to slice apart. A popped vein appeared on his forehead. "I hate buttons." He growls and draws Mugen. "Might as well destroy everything in here." He smirks. "The easiest way to use a sword, slice and destroy. No hesitation."

Then suddenly the doorway to the lab had opened, and footsteps were almost heard a minute away. Kanda's gaze quickly turned toward the door. "Great, now what?" He thought as he ducked and hid under one of the lab tables.

"You say, you were knocked unconscious and when you woke up, you were already tied upside down to the ceiling with your own gun pointing at your head?" Malcolm's voice echoed throughout the room. "Y-yes sir." The soldier said, sweat dripping down his poor head, a confused expression plastered on his face.

Kanda snickered.

Malcolm just stared at the soldier then massaged the left side of his head, as if only that side had a headache. Standing beside him was Link, who was looking around nervously as though he was on watch for any long-chopped-haired samurai who might be hopping in to decapitate his head at anytime.

The blond-haired inspector shuddered at the thought of being decapitated. Somehow in all this frustration, Link had a feeling as though the devil were staring at him right through the heart. But where? Where could this eerie feeling be coming from?

"So this is all your idea . . ." Kanda growls to himself. Is there any way to kill that man without spilling blood on the floor and getting found out by the Order, let alone Central? "With the way he is, there's a possibility no one would miss him." Kanda smirks devilishly, his fingers itching to unsheath Mugen and taste some bad blood.

"Yet, it would be troublesome if two-spots were here." He thinks, then suddenly smirks. "That damn rabbit! Now I'm copying his words, it's disgusting . . . yet . . . . fun, somehow." Kanda shakes his head violently. "Agh! I can't be thinking of that at this time. I gotta think of a way to kill that guy and get Rain out of here."

A little knock on the glass was suddenly heard. Kanda turned to see Rain leaning down, looking at him as if wanting to say something. He shook his head. "No?" Kanda raised an eyebrow. "No killing? . ." his face frowned irritably. "If that guy doesn't get killed . . . it's not going to be happy . . . more importantly I won't be happy!" His eyes flashed his angry statement.

Rain blinked wide-eyed at the samurai several times and then smiled softly, letting the water raise him back to the middle of the glass tube. "Then I leave things into your hands." He seemed to say. The evil smile reappears on Kanda's face. "Alright . ." he thinks. "Time to kick some fat ass."

From outside the lab, clashes, clangs, clacks, and other noises could be heard. And then from a couple miles away from the Order, you could see from the top of the building, something like a dot falling to the hard ground. SPLAT!-went the Malcolm's poor head. Kanda smirked at his 'masterpiece'. With Link and the other soldier knocked-unconscious-again there wasn't anything to worry about.

Why, you ask, did he leave Link and the other guy alive? Simple. Someone needs to take over the inspector's place and it has to be a guy that Kanda can push around. Link is the perfect image of the perfect inspector. Heck, the guy was sweating like Hell was boiling him in a pot when Kanda asked where Rain was.

A few hours later . . .

Link's eyelids opened, remembering vague memories of being hit by a hunk of metal known as a computer. "What the heck?" to his surprise, Link finds himself tied to a chair with a single light on him. His eyes land on the menacing figure of a dark haired samurai sharpening his sword. The blond-haired man gulps, fearing the worst. "Want to tell me what's going on, . . .

Link?" Kanda glares at the man.

Soon Link was spitting out everything that he and Malcolm had done. They had drugged him and Lavi during the lunch hour. It was pill that could switch souls. Apparently, Kanda's soul had been switched into Lavi's body. And that night, Lavi had an appointment with his lover, therefore, when Rain saw them together, he thought Kanda loved Allen instead. Then Malcolm would use Kanda's safety and trust to persuade Rain into becoming an experiment to create better exorcist powers.

Although Mugen nearly did take off Link's head, Kanda decided to let him live. Hopefully, he would take over Malcolm's position.