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AntagonizingExorcist - yep...*pats your back* guess we'll have to wait until the next month to get a new release...sigh...oh, thanks. I'll update as fast as I can :)

Yuu . Kanda . Neko - Ahahahahaha...I kinda like those story that Allen suffered in the beginning so I guess it influence my writing...? ^^""" (Sorry about the space in your user name, fanfiction don't allow me to type your name without making it disappear...)

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He couldn't understand why Allen was avoiding him. He talked to Allen. But Allen avoided him even more since he talked to him. Why did he act that way? That was the mystery he couldn't solve.

He sighed in defeat as he packed his things and went home.

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Chapter 11 - Let Me Out

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Bookman stood at the door, staring at his grandson. Should he ask? Or should he not? He swallowed hard. He couldn't find that book since the day he lectured Lavi for trying to escape from his studies. If Lavi was the one who took it...

He shut his eyes tight, trying to shut away all the negative thoughts in his mind.

He did not wish his grandson to involved in something like this. After what he went through himself in the past, he didn't want his grandson to went through the same thing. He still remember that day when he got himself involved in that incident unintentionally. He couldn't forget those haunting grey eyes that stared back at him as the younger teen slaughter everyone within 10m radius. That sickening laugh that escaped from the younger teen's mouth as said teen stared at those corpse made him sick. Even so, his mind was curious. Why didn't that younger teen slaughter him too? He was just beside him. Why did the teen just stared at him and laughed like a manic instead of killing him?

Remember his name, the teen said. For they will meet again in the future.

True to his words, Bookman saw him again when he was in town just now. The younger teen should be dead years ago. He was there to witness the younger male's death. He was there. He saw it with his own eyes.

But there the younger male was, albeit his hair and eye color looked different, Bookman could tell that it was the same teen from his past.

What was his name again?

Ah, yes.

The teen that slaughter everyone.

The teen that gained pleasure by inflecting pain on the others.

His name was...

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Allen smashed the mirror with his palm. Something was wrong. He could feel it. Everyday, it felt so hard to breath. Every morning when he woke up, he was having difficulties in breathing and it got worse as day pass. Sometimes, he wished he could just stay asleep for the rest of his life. Besides that, he was hearing voices. It was soft, but Allen could hear it crystal clear.

Let me out, it said.

It didn't help that he had his stalker problem to mess with his head.

Maybe he should just give up and talk to Kanda.

But how about his nightmare?

He prayed upon a shooting star. His prayer should be answered.

Right?

He sighed as he slipped another mouthful of water from his water bottle.

Maybe talking to Kanda wouldn't be that bad?

All he will do is talk.

That's all.

No harm will be done, right?

He closed his water bottle and placed it beside him.

He made up his mind.

He will stop avoiding his crush, Kanda Yuu.

But, he promised himself.

He will not revealed anything unnesecessary, such as, his appearance, to Kanda no matter what.

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Kanda Yuu was getting annoyed. Allen Walker had stopped avoiding him, but he was obviously hiding something from Kanda. That was what made Kanda snapped everytime. Allen talked to him. It meant that Allen accepted his presence. It meant that Allen trust him, even if the trust was fragile, it was there. So, what was the thing that Allen tried so hard to hide from him?

He shut his eyes.

If Allen won't tell him anything, then be it. He will find it out himself.

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Ever heard of déjà vu? That was what Lavi felt when he saw his grandfather came home. His grandfather was looking for something and he looked worried. Was he looking for the book? Lavi saw his grandfather's mouth moved. "...He...should...be...dead..." Lavi read his lips. Dead? Who? Now that caught Lavi's attention. Someone came back to life after dying? Interesting. He moved closer to his grandfather, wanted to try his luck to gain more information but what his grandfather said next made him stop in his tracks.

Fear.

Uneasy.

Surprised.

Is there anymore words to describe what Lavi felt?

Instead of walking closer to his grandfather, he did the total opposite. He walked back to his room and locked himself in there. He tried his best to clear his mind but what his grandfather said kept on repeating in his mind.

"Allen Walker... Why are you still living in this world?"

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Everything that you saw.

Everything that you heard.

Never believed in them.

For they are not the truth you seek.

They are lies that breaks you down more than you expected.

They are lies that will made you lost in your own chaotic mind.

And it is said that,

You can never come out alive when you're trapped within yourself.

-Origin : Unknown-

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TBC.


A/N : HAPPY NEW YEAR, PEOPLE! WOO HOO! ANG PAU! ME WANT ANG PAU! *after hours of hyper* Okay...I'm calm now...I guess

? Anyway, the last paragraph, I heard the first three lines from somewhere, I can't remember well. The fourth line of the last paragraph until the end was what I believe in... Kinda weird, huh? Oh, just in case you guys got confuse, normal font = normal ; italic = thoughts or something special ; Bold = the unknown voices Allen heard ; Italic + Bold = past / memories.

Yosh, guess that's all.

R&R please~~