Summary: "You shouldn't fall in love with me," Allen turned away from Kanda, taking deep breaths to calm himself. Kanda pulled the shorter man against him in a tight embrace, crushing the silver-haired male against his chest. "I don't care if you are the son of a demon. I love you for you, and that won't change." Tears trickled down Allen's face as he closed his eyes, unwillingly to let this moment disappear.

Rating: T for now

Pairing: Yullen (Kanda/Allen)

Setting: AU

Disclaimer: I do not own D. Gray-Man nor do I make any money from writing this.

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Silver

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Chapter XI

Kanda caught Allen's body before the latter could injure his head on the floor via a concussion. Almost immediately the Emperor could feel his body burning up, to the point where he nearly dropped the boy. Carefully maneuvering Allen onto the ground, Kanda noticed strange black symbols were beginning to form all over his arms and legs, with some creeping up towards his face.

"What's going on?" he murmured, pulling apart Allen's clothing to find black markings spreading across his chest.

Timcanpy fluttered over to where his master was and opened its mouth. A screen was projected in the air in front of Kanda, startling the poor man when Cross' face appeared greatly enlarged, with a cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"What's going on with the idiot apprentice I call Allen?" he said casually.

"Cross!"

"Oh? If it isn't Kanda," Cross took a drag from his cigarette.

"Something is happening to Allen and I don't know how to help," Kanda admitted quietly.

Cross lowered his gaze towards Allen's unconscious body and recognized the black markings.

"I will be there shortly," was all the redhead said before the screen cut off.

By the time Cross arrived at the inn, Kanda could have worn a hole through the floor with all the pacing he did while waiting for the onmyouji to arrive. Meanwhile the markings continued to spread all over Allen's body, causing him great pain every time he moved a hand or leg. The door nearly blew open as Cross marched right in, casually knocking Kanda aside, before kneeling next to his apprentice.

"Shit," the man mumbled after taking a look.

Forming symbols to fast for the naked eye to follow, Cross pressed a palm down on Allen's body and concentrated. When the black markings failed to fade from view, he spun around and skewered the Emperor with his eyes.

"What did you do to him?"

"Don't you dare pin this on me! He fell over on his own, I had nothing to do with it," Kanda retorted coldly.

Cross scowled.

"What is happening to him?"

"I'm sure you are aware...that my idiot apprentice is a bit special."

Kanda arched an eyebrow at the older man.

"What do you mean by special?"

"Allen is a hybrid, a child born between the union of a human and a demon."

Sapphire orbs enlarged in shock.

"Moyashi is...isn't human?" Kanda said in shock, recalling the time when he noticed Allen's left arm was black.

Cross nodded his head.

"As the offspring of a human and demon, Allen has suffered his entire life for it. Hated by the humans and shunned by the demons, he has no place to call home. I found him when he was wandering on the streets begging for food, and took him in as my apprentice. His father...his father was...it's best if you don't know. His mother was a simple village maiden who fell in love with the wrong person. As a result of this Allen has both human and demon blood flowing through his veins, but it is more of a curse than a blessing."

While he spoke to Kanda, Cross had taken out several blank pieces of parchment, scribbling on them with a brush that Timcanpy pulled out of its mouth. Once he was done writing, the redhead placed these on various points of Allen's body.

"If his demon side takes over, a lot of people will die."

"Have you seen it happen before?"

A hand paused over Allen's face, "Once...just once...and it took all of my power to bring him back to his senses. I don't want him to go through that again, which is why for this ritual to work, I will need something from you."

Kanda shifted his gaze back onto Cross, "What is it?" he asked.

"Your blood."

"My blood? What do you need my blood for?" Kanda protested loudly, appalled at the mere thought of blood.

"There's only two reasons for these black markings to appear on his body. The first is he is extremely agitated and overwhelmed, which he is clearly not. The only other explanation is his human side is currently weakened, thus allowing his demonic powers to run rampant within his body. If balance is not restored he will die! His powers will consume him from the inside! Is that what you want?" Cross bellowed, grabbing Kanda by the collar of his robe.

Pained sapphire flickered back and forth between the unconscious Allen and his angry master.

"No...he saved my life more than once. I can't let him die," he said at last.

"Then I need some of your blood," Cross repeated.

Without waiting for a response from the man, the older onmyouji grasped his forearm, produced a knife, and drew a thin line across Kanda's wrist enough to draw blood. Hold the bleeding wrist over the papers, Cross made sure each parchment was covered with three droplets. Once this was done he released the hand, with the latter promptly sucking on it to stem the flow.

Chanting in a language that was mysterious to Kanda, he watched in fascination as the bloodied parchments were absorbed entirely into Allen's body. For a while neither dared breathe, afraid the spell wasn't going to work either. Suddenly the silver-haired onmyouji rolled onto his side and coughed violently, splattering blood onto the tatami, staining it crimson as more and more blood caused the small pool to expand in size.

"He isn't getting better!"

"Give me your hand," Cross said.

Kanda held it out without hesitation.

Performing another spell with the aid of a new piece of parchment, Cross placed this one around the Emperor's wrist and formed a symbol. The parchment melted away to reveal a small band circling Kanda's skin, the sensation akin to someone burning a match on his arm. Yanking his hand back and cradling it against his chest, Kanda glared at the older onmyouji with contempt.

"What did you do?!" he hissed angrily.

"Watch," was all Cross said.

The black markings began to recede while the band around his wrist grew darker, and Kanda could see it slowly spread up his arm.

"What is the meaning of this?"

"You now share a part of Allen's power, that band will grow darker every time his demonic side threatens to take over. It will lessen the burden on his body, and grant you powers on a level you've never experienced," Cross lit another cigarette while he spoke.

Something was telling Kanda that wasn't all there was to the black band around his wrist.

"There's something else...isn't there?"

Cross blew out a long breath of smoke, "When the black band reaches your heart, you will die."

To be continued...

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