By the end of the class Allen managed to complete her song and another two songs, called Karakuri Pierrot, and Soundless Voice. When the bell rang she packed up her journal and stood but was stopped by a hand on her shirt.
She looked behind herself and saw Angel who was still painting. "Please stay for a little bit longer." She whispered softly. Allen put her bag on the ground and sat on her easel. She waited for the girl to say more, which wasn't until 10 minutes later. Much later after the bell rang for the next class.
Allen noticed that she seemed to be rather petite and skinny even by her own standards. Angel was very pale, as if she didn't get out in the sun. She also didn't dress like most of the girls at the school. Her light hair was almost at her thighs and fell in loose waves behind her. She wore a long cream sweater, which looked like a dress because she was so small, and black jeans. She wore brown, thigh high, combat boots, and was sitting on a dark blue trench coat so she could be taller while at her easel.
Allen was so distracted by her appearance that she didn't hear Angel's question. "Miss Allen?" Angel called to gain her attention. "Will you be my next model?" Allen stared at the girl in silent confusion to which the girl became worried.
"I know you have no clue who I am, but when I saw you walk into the classroom, I just knew." Angel paused for a moment and grabbed Allen's hands. "I knew that I had to paint you. You would be the perfect model for my next piece and I would be honored if you would let me engrave your form onto a canvas. Won't you please Miss Allen?" Angel finished with a bow to her Allen while still holding her hand.
Allen however was shocked, and had no idea of how to answer to this girl's plea. Part of her wanted to refuse, but another part could feel the sincerity of this girl's actions and wanted to help her. Allen sighed and cursed her need to help others. "I don't know if I'd be the perfect model, but if you really want to, I'll be your model."
Angel stood up and smiled with a relieved look. "Thank you so much Miss Allen, I promise you won't regret it." Angel said packing her stuff and bolting out of the door. Allen turned to the front of the room when she heard a laugh.
She stared at Tiedoll, and then realized that he was laughing at her. "I'm sorry Allen, but Angel has been refusing to paint portraits of almost everyone in the school. The only other person she has painted was I. She claims that she needs the perfect model to paint and says that there weren't many at the school."
Allen nodded, strangely understanding what was said. It was like when she had to be in a certain place and a certain state of mind in order to write her songs. "Enjoy your weekend Allen." Tiedoll said as she excited the room. "You too, Mr. Tiedoll."
Allen made it about 10 feet from the room before she was shoved against a locker. "Hey freak." Lenalee sneered with her clique behind her. "Don't start thinking your hot stuff now just because little miss Angel wants to paint your ugly face." Allen guessed that Lenalee was one of the people Angel refused to paint.
"What is this I see?" a masculine voice said, "Violence in school, we can't have that now can we? I was aware that such a thing would not be tolerated here at the Black Order."
Allen turned to see the man that had stared down her uncle a while ago. His glare managed to make the girls back away and turn from their victim. "This isn't over yet freak." Lenalee began. "You won't always have a teacher on your side."
Allen looked at the man and muttered a thank you. The man nodded to her and resumed his walk through the halls. "You should be careful in this school Ms. Walker. Some people hate others with more talent than them." He advised happily.
Allen continued to stare at his back for a few moments before she built up the courage to ask him "What's your name?" He paused and looked over his shoulder. "My name, I'll tell you if you end up in my class next semester."
When Allen and Cross drove home it was a silent ride. Allen remembered that their guest was going to arrive today; the problem was that it would be rather late. Not to mention Cross would be out all night, again. So Allen would be the only one at home again. "Be careful tonight." Allen warned "It's supposed be heavy rain during the night." Cross nodded and ruffled her hair before heading out. "By the way I got one of Tiedoll's brats to come over so you wouldn't be alone. He should be here soon." With that he left before she could say anything.
'That troll, honestly it's not the first time I've been home alone.' Allen thought annoyed. She went upstairs and took a shower while thinking about what had happened earlier that day.
However because Allen didn't want to dwell on such thoughts she instead choose to calm herself with songs by Evanescence. Ten minutes later Allen was dressed in blue pajamas, black cardigan and was walking downstairs when her door was being banged on.
"Must be my 'babysitter'." She mumbled bitterly and looked through the peephole. She sighed, of all the people that it could be. She unlocked the door to reveal, "Kanda, could it be that you were sent here to watch me?" She asked lazily.
He scoffed as shelved aside to let him in. "Your uncle thought you needed a babysitter?" Kanda said in disdain. Allen huffed as she locked the door again. "More like he's being overprotective, so annoying." Kanda nodded as he sat down on the couch.
Allen went to the chair and pulled out her journal and began writing again. They say in a comfortable silence until Kanda broke it. "Do you do anything besides write?" Allen didn't even look up when she responded, "Do you do anything besides look constipated?"
That made Kanda considerably angry. Allen noticed and smirked "Calm down I was only joking. I also play a lot of instruments." Kanda huffed, he knew that much. Otherwise she wouldn't be known as a music prodigy.
"If you're looking for more on me then you'll have to wait. I can tell you don't talk to others yourself, so if you want to know more about me you'll have to give some info on yourself to make it even."
Kanda gave a halfhearted glare; she was probably the only person to ever challenge him. Though he didn't mind much, he liked challenges. He gave her a smirk "Okay I see, is there anything in particular you would like to know?" Allen thought for a moment "How long have you been doing kendo?" "Since I was seven." Allen nodded as if approving the answer. "Your turn."
"Why is your hair white?" Allen explained in a way he could understand. "I'm not sure, the doctors don't know either but my hair used to be a rusted brown color. It got light every year since I was five." Kanda just stared, it was an interesting subject but he wouldn't press it.
This pattern continued for another 10 minutes until Allen offered Kanda some tea, which he accepted but not without a few grumbles. The two once again say in silence for close to an hour. Kanda choose to meditate and Allen wrote more songs.
Allen looked at the clock and it read 10:50. They would have to go to bed soon. Allen move from her seat to gently move Kanda from his position.
When she was about to nudge him, his hand shot up and grabbed her wrist in a tight hold, enough for it to bruise but loose enough for it to fade overnight.
"Moyashi" Kanda began in a smug but lecturing tone "you should never sneak up on a person who's meditating." "Had I known you had reflexes like that I would have found another way to wake you." She retorted and with a twist in her wrist she held Kanda's wrist in her hand.
Kanda tried to hide his shocked face but he was having a hard time. Allen didn't show anything on her face as she released him and stood straight. "My name is Allen. Okay BaKanda?"
"Let me show you to your room." he followed her up the stairs then down the hallway. Kanda noticed that there were many doors of various colors and began to wonder how many guest rooms the house had. "Hey Moyashi" "Allen" "how many rooms are in this place exactly?".
Once they stopped in front of a dark blue door, Allen opened it and began to answer. "This house, or mansion as others call it, has 15 guest rooms, not including the master bedroom. Five have their own bathrooms, also not including the master. There are three living rooms, a dining room, the kitchen, a workout room, both an attic and basement. And Cross is adding something else but he hasn't told me. Although I'm guessing its an indoor pool an hot tube."
Kanda just stared at her in shock. he hadn't known there was so much space in this one building. He followed Allen into the room where she went to the closet and pulled out some pillows and a blanket. She handed them to Kanda.
"Here the rooms down here take a little longer to heat up. The bathroom is down this hall and is the fifth door to your left. If you need me for anything my room is the dark purple door four doors down. Good night BaKanda."
Somewhere after midnight while Allen and Kanda were both fast asleep the door was knocked on and alerted the inhabitants to the person outside. Kanda opened the door, shirtless with only some black pajamas pants. He saw Allen open her door wearing a white camisole top with a blue ribbon and matching capris pants.
'Could it be?' Allen thought to herself as she grabbed her sweater. "Hey Moyashi were you expecting someone?" Kanda asked annoyed that someone had woken him up. His anger began to flare when Allen who nearly ran down the stairs ignored him. He followed at a much slower pace and made it half way down the stairs when Allen opened the door.
"Allen it's so good to see you again." a tan skinned male about Kanda's age was in front of her. He was about as tall as Kanda, and had short, slightly spiked brown hair that had an orange tint to it.
He wore a green turtleneck sweater and a brown trench coat. There was a suitcase in his hand and next to him. However he almost dropped the one in his hand when Allen sprang to hug him, which he happily returned.
"Narain, I'm glad I get to see you again. I missed you." Allen said but whispered the last part so only he could hear. He pulled her closer to his body and almost buried his face in her hair. "I missed you to Allen." he said softly with a sly look to Kanda.
Kanda glared back 'Is this guy challenging me?'