So this chapter acts as a companion piece to the last chapter Last Stand, from Kanda's view.

Theme: Disguise

Rating: T

Warning: swearing, character death

Summary: Kanda must find out what happened to Allen.

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Kanda crept past the guards stationed outside the military encampment. He was surprised at how much they sucked at their job yet the enemy had never launched a successful night attack. Though from Allen's account of his army Kanda could surmise that they had no training for fighting when daylight ended.

The navy haired teen straightened up in the brush once he determined that he was far enough away from the camp. It had been a week since he had seen his lover. Allen supposedly had something important to do and could not come to see him. Kanda was annoyed that he had to wait that long.

After walking for a long time, Kanda came to a small clearing. On one side there was a makeshift hut constructed and the grass filling it was flattened. Kanda narrowed his eyes. Allen always got here first. He would always be sitting on the ground fiddling with a few strands of grass. And when Kanda would walk up he would jump up, embrace him, and scold him for being late. And Kanda always said that there was no way to tell the time, destroying the Beansprout's argument.

But now he was nowhere in sight. Kanda went to the middle of the clearing and sat down. He folded his legs and slowed his breathing. He figured he could meditate while he waited for his lover to come.

The time ticked by and there came a time when meditating could no longer stop Kanda from worrying. The sky was lightening, and there had been no sign of Allen the entire night. Allen had never missed one of their meetings before. So this worried Kanda greatly.

"But what can I do?" Kanda growled to himself. He tried to think of reasons why Allen would not come. He had been caught sneaking out, he had been forced to attend some military event, or he had been kidnapped by someone. None of those choices held positive notions. Then he came up with an idea as to how to find out what had happened to Allen.

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Kanda peered through the dawn at Allen's camp. It was much larger, and fancier, than his. He was once more surprised that his army was holding its own against their enemy. But he shook that thought away, he needed to focus.

He waited until one soldier came marching past. When the soldier was immediately in front of him Kanda jumped. He whipped his sword, Mugen, from its sheathe and hit the soldier with its hilt. He slumped to the ground unconscious.

Kanda quickly undressed the unconscious soldier and reached for the rope looped around his belt. With this he tied the other man as tight as was possible. Kanda made a gag as well and put it on him. He surveyed his work. That man wouldn't be moving any time soon, but just as a precaution…

Kanda picked up the soldier and walked over to a trench he had slunk by a little while ago. He looked over the edge then through the soldier down. After making sure he was not visible Kanda went back over to the stuff he had taken.

He stripped and replaced his own clothing with the soldier's. Then he stuffed his belongings into the bag the soldier had been carrying. Kanda stared at Mugen for a while. He could not just leave it out in the forest. But what if someone analyzed it a little too closely. It was not a sword from this country, and anyone with knowledge of swords could tell that.

"But if I am discovered I will need to defend myself. And if the Beansprout is in trouble I will need a weapon so I can get him out of it."

So Kanda kept Mugen by his side. Though he attempted to make it as unnoticeable as possible. And onward he strolled in his disguise, right into the camp of the enemy.

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He walked around the encampment, always on edge. He knew he should take the opportunity to gather a few secrets about the enemy, but he was preoccupied with Allen. And he did not really give a fuck about this war; he just wanted it to end.

Kanda stiffened as he saw a group of soldiers walk by him. But there was something… a feeling… telling him that he should follow them, so he did. He got close enough so that he could hear their conversation.

"I cannot believe they killed one of our best soldiers," one of them said.

"He was so young, and he was the foster child of the commander." This was the second soldier. This caught Kanda's attention, he was sure Allen had mentioned his commander had helped raise him. The third one snorted and seemed to grind his teeth.

"What are you two talking about? The kid committed the two worst crimes in the kingdom!" The first two soldiers stopped walking and stared at the third. "He engaged in inappropriate conduct with a member of the same sex! And one from the enemy army! Betraying the king in the process!"

This scared Kanda, it sounded like they were talking about Allen! But he turned his attention back to the three soldiers instead of dwelling on it.

"It was still wrong," said the first. He shook his head and walked away. The second followed quickly behind.

"He deserved it!" the third yelled at their retreating figures.

Kanda could not take it, he fled from the encampment. Allen had once said that the town was only a few minutes away to the East. So he headed in that direction.

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The navy haired teen walked into the bustling town. He did not know what he was looking for, but he wandered around it searching. The crowd became more condensed the closer to the middle of town he got. And when he finally reached the town square he noticed a large mob gathered in the middle. He started weaving through it to see what they were looking at.

Kanda felt his stomach roll violently in his abdomen. Sitting upon a chair set on a stage was the preserved body of his lover Allen Walker.

Suddenly fighting broke out all around him. Kanda could hear yells and shouts. "He did not deserve that!" "He got what was coming to him!" "Good riddance to the whore!" "He was only following his heart!"

Kanda had to fight down the urge to kill everyone gathered there. They had no idea about Allen and yet they judged him. But he kept up his disguise and his face stayed neutral.

He gave a bow to the body of his lover and whispered a last farewell. "I am sorry Allen, I love you. I will avenge you."