A/N: So next chapter is up finally. Sorry it took me a week to update, I was just having a ridiculously hard time trying to get Kanda's character right, and in the end it didn't even matter because Kanda is totally OOC in this chapter, and there really wasn't much I could do to not have that happen.

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Chapter 11 Back to Class

Kanda couldn't quite understand it. Why would someone be so hell bent on destroying something so good? He could tell that Allen was broken in more ways than one, and seeing the fragile boy so torn up was sending daggers into Kanda's heart. Allen was so innocent underneath his strange exterior, and the Japanese teen couldn't understand how no one else was able to notice the pain he was in. Even though he didn't really know what was going on he listened, trying to retain as much of the information as he could.

What he got from the first hit of facts was that the Noah was a group of people who existed for no other purpose then to kill the phoenix and cause mass corruption. That information threw him for a loop, knowing that someone's been out to kill you since you were born really puts things into perspective. The knowledge that he'd been killed and reborn also managed to puzzle him. If he had lived countless times, then why couldn't he remember any of his past lives? It was a question he'd ask the sprout later, because at that moment, said sprout had tightened his grip on the older teen's shirt, startling Kanda into clutching the boy tighter.

He felt a wetness slowly seep into his shirt, and looking down he noticed that the frail teen in his grasp had started to cry again. Kanda felt the boys trembling and his heart had the sudden ache to stop such a pitiful sight. Once again the soothing words seemed to come from nowhere, pouring out of his lips and helping to calm the crying teen. His voice was soft, which shocked him a little, but it worked, and while the boy took a deep breath, Kanda absentmindedly kissed the feathery white hair at the top of the sprouts head. Taking in a deep lungful of the boy's smell, he was reminded of a hearth fire, the smoky smell of ash and burning wood seemed to cling to the other teen.

When Allen resumed his story Kanda snapped out of a trance-like state, quickly tuning into what the boy was saying. The words made his blood boil, sending flashes of rage into his system. No one was allowed to treat his Moyashi that way, and if they tried they'd get introduced to his most prized possession, his dark katana Mugen.

Kanda listened as the sprout recalled the torture he was subjected to all with a dead voice, devoid of any emotion. So when the tone of Allen's voice changed Kanda's ears pricked up, noticing the anger behind the words. Whoever this Tyki Mikk guy was, he really didn't want to cross paths with Allen anytime soon. Hearing Allen's anger fanned the flames within the young Japanese teen, adding to his fury for this Noah group.

When the small spark of anger left, Allen's recount once again became monotonous, almost as if he was just stating factual information. The only indication of the internal pain the sprout was feeling was the constant stream of tears that flowed down his cheek and into Kanda's shirt. The boy's lack of emotion kind of scared the blue haired teen, because it showed just how far they'd been able to break him before he'd managed to escape.

The story of Allen's escape was extraordinary. That he'd managed to escape after so long under torment and with barely any strength left surprised Kanda. He couldn't help being slightly suspicious though, it seemed almost too unbelievable. Allen's next words added to his suspicions, if the Noah found him every few months, then why did they start killing his friends first? Why not capture the sprout again and torture him more?

Once again the information was just too much for him to handle, so he pushed it aside. He'd sort his thoughts out when he was alone, and had the time to properly puzzle everything out.

He looked down at the boy in his arms when he felt a warm hand on his cheek. He hadn't noticed it before, but even with the layers of clothing between them Allen was unnaturally warm, like a little mini furnace. There were still tears in the sprouts eyes, but he had a small smile on his face, one that was completely genuine, not fake like all the others. Kanda sat there and let the other teen snuggle into his chest, suppressing a smile at how childlike Allen was acting.

He could tell that this was the first time the white haired boy felt secure enough to tell his story, and he could also tell that a significant weight had been lifted off the boy's small shoulders. The boy in his arms seemed too young, too small, to have gone through that type of hell, and Kanda couldn't help but feel sad that he hadn't been there to protect the boy. Now that he knew what had happened to the younger boy, he knew what he had to do.

He started stroking Allen's feathery light hair while he gave his decision one final minute of thought. He would do what the younger boy had asked, he would go through the transformation and turn into a phoenix, Allen's story was enough to convince him. Before he committed to anything he needed to weigh the pros and cons of the situation. If he went through with it, he would become a phoenix, would be able to control fire, and would finally have the power to protect Allen. However, if he went through with the transformation, he wouldn't be able to touch people, everyone but Allen would be limits for any kind of skin on skin contact, not that he did much of the anyway. He'd also have to come to grips with the possibility of turning into a fiery bird, which actually sounded really cool. There was only one other con he could think of, and that was the worst of all.

What was he going to tell Tiedoll? The man wasn't his father, but Tiedoll was his legal guardian, and despite being an artist, he was surprisingly perceptive. Kanda knew he couldn't keep a secret that big from his guardian for long, so how was he supposed to tell him? Tiedoll would probably believe him if the Japanese teen told him, but there was always that nagging doubt, and Kanda didn't want to look like an idiot in front of the man. Kanda sighed internally, he'd have to tell the man sooner or later, and sooner would probably be better.

With those thoughts out of the way, he cleared his throat, silently chuckling to himself when he felt Allen jump slightly. He was going to tell the sprout his choice, there really wasn't anything holding him back from doing it now.

"I'll do it," he was still a little wary of his choice, but it was the only one that made sense at the moment, "I'll go through the transformation, or whatever. When do you want to do it?"

Kanda felt the sprout stiffen in shock, but he was quickly answered, "This Friday night. You'll need a few days to get used to the change, so this weekend should work. I'll find a place and get everything set up, you just need to show up and walk into the fire."

He was a little worried about the whole walking into a fire thing, what happened if he burned? He needed to know, but hesitated before asking another question, "Does it hurt?"

"Actually no it doesn't. It feels almost warm and welcoming, like a loving embrace. If you're scared I could go in with you." A warm pair of gray eyes met his, displaying the younger teen's joy at his response, and he couldn't help but be satisfied with his choice.

"That sounds nice," Kanda rested his head on top of Allen's breathing out a silent sigh of relief, this was going to work, because Allen was going to be there with him the entire time.

It was then that the bell decided to ring, bringing Kanda out of his contented thoughts. He watched as Allen stood up, feeling sad at the loss of the other teen's body heat. When he looked up at the white haired boy from his place on the ground the other teen had his eyebrows slightly lifted in surprise. Kanda looked down at his watch while he heard the sprout start to get his things.

"Hey Moyashi how long was I passed out for?" he asked his brows knitting together as he found his watch saying that only an hour had passed.

"About five minutes, why?" Allen had started to walk towards the hatch that led back into the school.

Had all of that happened in just an hour? It didn't seem possible, but then again, a lot of things that didn't seem possible before today had been proven true. Kanda shrugged it off, no reason to think about it, what's done is done.

"No reason, we should really be getting to class. Would you like me to show you the way?" Kanda was surprised as the words left his lips, they were kinder then his usual tone, but at the moment his head was swimming so he just let it slide.

"Sure. And Kanda?" Allen paused, and Kanda looked up into twin pools of gray, "Thank you."

The words warmed Kanda's usually cold heart, they'd helped each other today, and telling each other about the demons of their pasts had brought them closer together. When Kanda had finished relocking the hatch he climbed down the ladder and slipped the key into his backpack. He found Allen waiting at the bottom, opening the door to the janitor's closet, waiting for Kanda so they could go to their next class.

Kanda walked past the white haired boy into the hallway, shooting murderous glares at anyone who looked at them strangely. They had just walked out of a janitor's closet together, and Kanda's hair was loose, on account of Allen pulling it out earlier, so they had a right to stare. 'Fuck it,' Kanda thought, 'Might as well fuel the rumor mill.' With that thought he grabbed the Moyashi's hand, feeling the fabric of the gloves over the hot skin.

After this weekend there would be no going back, they were going to be a permanent thing, might as well let everyone else know that the new kid was his.

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Allen reached the hatch and climbed down the ladder, opening the door and waiting for Kanda to lock the padlock on the hatch. When the other teen was done he brushed past Allen, making the boy blush slightly at the contact, and Allen followed him out, gently closing the door behind them.

When they walked into the hallway everyone started staring at them, which was understandable. They'd just walked out of a janitor's closet, very dis-shelved and together, people were going to stare, and eventually talk.

Allen felt himself blush an even deeper shade of red when he heard some girl whisper, "Hey look, it's the new kid. Who'd he just walk out of that closet with? Kanda? No way, that's not possible, there's no way Kanda would go for a freak like him." The words were the same one's he'd heard in many different schools, but this time they hurt more, leaving a slight sting in his chest.

Allen snapped his head around when he felt a calloused hand grab his, looking up to see that it was Kanda. The other teen gave a brief smirk before turning back around and leading Allen through the halls.

"What class do you have next?" Kanda asked gruffly, apparently he was become his cold heartless self once more.

Allen looked at his schedule, "Chemistry, Room 303, with Mr. Wenhemm."

He watched as Kanda's brow furrowed for a moment, thinking of how cute it made the other teen look. When realization dawned on the Japanese teens face Allen almost wanted to laugh.

"Oh you mean Reever. He hates it when you call him Mr. Wenhemm," Kanda explained quickly, taking them down slightly crowded hallways until they apparently reached the science wing.

"Why is that?" Allen asked, kind of curious why a teacher would want to be called by his first name.

"No one really knows, he just prefers it I guess. Kind of like how I prefer to be called Kanda, damn Usagi." The last bit was mumbled, but Allen managed to hear it anyway. There was another word he didn't understand, and it finally dawned on him that the words were Japanese. So Kanda liked to give nicknames to his friends in his native tongue, that knowledge would make it easier for Allen to look up later.

They made it to the chemistry lab just as the bell was ringing, Kanda tugging him along to a seat in the back by their connected hands. The teacher walked into the room, ushering the few stragglers to take seats while he headed for the black board. He started writing something, and when he finished he turned around, his eyes traveling around the room and landing on Allen.

"So you're the new student everyone's been talking about. I'm Mr. Wenhemm, but please call me Reever. You're Allen Walker right?" the man's tone was light and pleasant, however slightly bored.

"Y-Yes that's me," Allen answered right away, blushing a little at being identified so quickly, but happy that at least one of his teachers knew who he was. He felt Kanda reach under the table and give his hand a reassuring squeeze, silently telling him that there was no need to be nervous.

"Well with that out of the way let's begin the lesson," Reever clapped his hands and started talking about organic chemistry, something that Allen hadn't covered yet. With that in mind Allen tried to pay attention to the lesson, but kept getting distracted by Kanda, not that he was doing anything out of the ordinary.

Allen was just so happy that Kanda had agreed to go through the transformation, because now he had someone he could trust, and after all those years alone, that's really all that he needed.

The rest of the hour faded into a blur, he was completely lost after the first ten minutes, so he just spent the rest of the hour watching Kanda as he took very neat notes. A few times Kanda caught him staring, and a small smirk flitted across his face before he went back to his notes. When the period finally ended, Allen was packing up his things and Kanda came up behind him.

"You have no idea what's going on in this class, do you Moyashi?" As Kanda said it Allen turned around and blushed a light pink.

"No clue what so ever, but I'll figure it out," he answered with a smile.

A/N: So there you have chapter eleven. I'm defiantly going to pick up the pace in the next couple of chapters. I only just realized that this is chapter eleven and that I haven't even gotten past day one of the story (Yikes). So expect some time jumps in the next couple of chapters, I know you're all dying to see what happens next.

Thanks for reading and please review. :)