When Kanda finally returned, Allen flipped out. Link had left, closing shop earlier than normal. Lenalee and Lavi had been trying to distract themselves with cleaning, worry eating away at the back of their minds. Allen on the other hand, couldn't find anything that could stop him from worrying as much as he had been. Yet for the life of him, he failed to understand why. Kanda was someone that he hated. But why had he been so worried? Ever since that night the dark haired male had walked him home, Allen had a hard time understanding what was wrong with himself.
His head turned to the door the minute it opened. In the entrance was none other than the source of everyone's worries, Kanda Yuu. The male leaned against the door slightly, holding his right arm. His shirt had small holes in it, and there were little cuts on his arms. On his face were a few bruises, along with a cut on his cheek. Lenalee and Lavi ran over to him immediately, checking over his injuries. Allen looked at the male, relief washing through him. "Che, I'm fine, now shut up." Kanda grumbled, trying to push the idiots away. Allen walked over to him frowning as he crossed his arms. "What?" The taller male snapped.
Allen was silent for a few more minutes, Lenalee and Lavi watching in anticipation. He sucked in a breath, before punching Kanda in the shoulder. "Bakanda!" He exclaimed. "You shouldn't do something so stupid! I may not have understood who those people were, but I know they aren't the good guys! You shouldn't have sent all three of us back here! You had me worried you-!" Allen cut himself off before saying anymore. He felt his cheeks burn crimson, while Kanda stared at him with surprise, before acting as if it was annoyance.
Lenalee and Lavi watched the scene, finding it very familiar. "He's just like him..." The teal haired girl whispered, watching as Allen dragged Kanda off, most likely to clean up his wounds. The redhead beside her nodded in agreement.
"Yeah..."
Allen had pulled Kanda into the bathroom for the employees. There was a first aid kit in the cabinet, and Allen grabbed it. Kanda stood against the sink, a bored expression on his face. "Bakanda, just sit on the sink." Allen sighed, looking at him. Kanda glared at him in response.
"Che, no." He grumbled. Allen pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration.
"Kanda. Sit. Now." He said through gritted teeth. The older teen wasn't sure what made him listen to the younger, but he did. Later on, Kanda would simply say it was because he was tired of standing. Allen smiled in triumph. He then pulled out bandages and some cleaning ointments. Kanda rolled his eyes. It didn't matter if the sprout cleaned his injuries or not. He was a vampire. He'd heal within a few minutes. As Allen began to wrap Kanda's wounds, he began to realize why he was so worried. "It was almost like that day...four years ago..." He murmured, frowning. This caught Kanda's attention.
"Oi, Moyashi-"
"It's Allen!"
"What the hell are you going on about?" Kanda grumbled, pretending not to wince as Allen cleaned the cuts on his right arm. He took notice of how gentle the boy was.
"Sorry...I didn't mean to snap at you earlier..." He murmured. "It's just...I was scared that you wouldn't come back...I feared that I'd lose you too...just like mom..." Allen elaborated, frowning while he wrapped the now clean cuts. Kanda didn't reply to that. The whitette before him didn't question it, and went to clean the cut on his cheek. "Anyways, I can't do much about your bruises, so you'll have to deal with them until they heal." He said, matter of factly as he began to work on the cut on Kanda's cheek. He missed how the older teen sucked in a sharp breath. Kanda inwardly growled, trying to keep himself together. Allen's scent was so sweet. It made him thirst for the boy's blood.
'Dammit, not now!' He mentally cursed, squeezing his eyes shut. He felt his teeth begin to sharpen. Not now! Not there! But the sweet scent of Allen's blood was invading Kanda's nostrils, making it hard for the vampire to breath.
"Kanda? Are you alright?" His eyes shot open. Allen was staring at him, worry in his eyes. Kanda looked at him, feeling his body creep closer to the boy. Allen backed off slowly, bewildered. "You aren't going to faint are you? I didn't think you're wounds were that serious..." The boy said, frowning. Kanda scoffed, sweat rolling down his forehead.
"Che, shut up." 'I almost lost control...what the hell is this Moyashi doing to me...?'
It wasn't until the next day, did Allen begin to learn the truth he had been waiting for. Kanda has shown up to work, bandages gone and wounds healed. Lenalee, Lavi, Kanda, and even Link seemed on edge. They kept murmuring things to one another all day, peeking Allen's interest. He tried asking Lenalee and Lavi what was going on, but they continuously tried to change the subject. It had happened to him all day. He finally snapped when work was over.
Link and the others had been in the break room, discussing something in hushed voices. Allen listened for a few minutes, not saying a word. Their conversation made no sense to him.
"If this continues...we'll be...wouldn't want..." Lavi.
"Che, shut up...beansprout won't...make sure..." Kanda.
"What if...attacked? Then...not...be in danger..." Lenalee.
"Have...I'm sure...nothing...happen..." Link.
Allen couldn't handle it anymore. He swung the door open, making the occupants in the room turn and stare at him. He frowned, looking at them.
"A-Allen! How much did you hear...?" Lenalee questioned, looking at the boy worriedly.
"Not enough to answer my questions." Allen responded, looking at them. "Just what the bloody hell have you all been hiding from me?! Am I not trust worthy?!" He couldn't help snapping, frustrated beyond belief. "Do you all not consider me a friend?!" Lenalee and Lavi hung their heads in shame as the boy looked genuinely hurt. Kanda didn't answer, nor did Link.
"Allen-chan we-"
"No, Lavi. You know what? Just...forget it..." He said quietly, walking out of the coffee shop. Multiple emotions and thoughts ran through his head. He always knew that there was something blocking him from the others. They weren't as close as he thought they were. And yet, he felt hurt by confronting them, and getting nothing but silence as an answer. Allen was so lost in thought he had no idea where he was going. He cursed, seeing how late it had gotten. He looked around, confused. 'Where am I...?' The whitette felt a shiver run down his spine.
He didn't like this. Not at all. Feeling his heart beat wildly in his chest, Allen began to run. It felt as if something were behind him, catching up to him. Adrenaline rushed through his veins, making him pick up his pace. His heartbeat was so loud, that he could hear it in his ears. What was making him panic so much? He found his answer when he was shoved into the hard, stone brick wall of an alleyway. He shouted in surprise.
When Allen opened his eyes, he was met with dark, cherry red orbs, staring hungrily at him. His assailant had sharp teeth, resembling almost...fangs? Allen didn't know what else to do.
So he screamed.
