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CHAPTER 10: Allen's P.O.V.
I have been in the medical wing of HQ for a week. I was completely and utterly bored. I would like nothing more than to jump up from this bed and bolt down the hallway. Hopefully never to return.
I was so restless and full of energy I could hardly sit still as Neah walked into my room. Coming to check my wound for hopefully the last time.
"Alright, you ready to be looked over?", he asked me teasingly, seeing my anxiousness to get out of the hospital bed.
I rapidly nodded my head as an answer. "Please! I don't think I can stand another moment in this bed."
Neah chuckled and ruffled my, most likely messy, white hair.
"Settle down, will you? I know it's boring being stuck in a place with nothing to do. I used to be stuck inside your head. Remember?"
I looked up at the smirk on his face. I glared at him and pouted, crossing my arms.
"Yeah, but at least had books from the Ark to read. I have nothing to do but stare up at the horribly plain white ceiling. I want out of this place so I can train with Crowned Clown.", I wined.
Neah bent down so that his face was level with mine. He raised his hand and flicked me sharply in the forehead.
"Ow! What was that for?", I said, covering the spot he flicked.
Neah straightened up with a frown. "Your health should come before training. If you trained while still injured you would only make the wound worse." He said, lecturing me like a child.
"Then you would just have to spend more of your time here. Do you want that?", he asked.
The blood rushed from my face, making me look even paler then I already was. I shook my head in horror.
"No more hospital bed, no more!", I begged, comical tears falling down my face.
I probably sounded like a child to anyone who heard me, but at the moment I could care less. Just as long I could get out of this bed and run far away. I looked up imploringly at Neah, begging him to get me away from here.
Neah smiled happily at me, glad he got his point across. "Now, let's look you over!"
He walked over to sit on the edge of my bed as I turned my back to him, his face becoming more serious. He reached for the tucked edge of the bandages and quickly but carefully unwrapped them.
I shivered slightly at his cold touch as he removed the last of the wrappings. They were ice cold. Guess he was as nervous as I was anxious.
"Lay on your back so I can look it over more easily.", he said.
Doing as he told I moved to where my back was comfortably resting on the bed. He looked at my chest, his eyes finding a slightly pink line going from the right side of my chest to my left hip.
"It seems I was right. It really didn't leave any scar.", he said as he traced the line.
I raised my head up to see and was surprised as well. The previously serious wound was no more than a long, thin, barely visible scratch. I watched as the rest of it slowly disappeared to leave smooth pale skin. As if it was never there to begin with.
Neah slowly began to prod the sore muscle where the ragged cut used to be.
"Do you feel any pain if I do this? It could still be healing on the inside, even if it looks fine from out here.", he asked seriously, thinking of anything that could still be wrong.
It was best to think of everything before releasing a possibly still injured patient.
I shook my head. "No, I feel fine. It just feels like an overly worked muscle now."
He hummed in answer, still looking me over. This went on for another minute or two before Neah stepped back with a bright smile on his face, his eyes closed.
"I guess that means your completely healed. You should be able to get out of here as soon as I-"
He was unable to finish his sentence as I bolted for the door. I slammed it open and was about to run down the hall before Neah grabbed a hold of my ear.
"And just where do you think you're going.", he said irritatedly as he pulled on my ear.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow! You said I was fine! Why can't I leave now!"
"Because I still need to inform the others of you being discharged so that they don't have a panic attack and come searching for you later!", he scolded as he let go of my ear.
He brought his fingers up to rub his temples. "It seems I was right when I said I was the elder of the two of us. I certainly feel like it."
I rubbed the throbbing appendage. 'He has a strong grip.', I whimpered in my thoughts.
Neah looked up, hearing my thought, and glanced at my now red ear. "Sorry about that, but you really should listen and do as you're told.", he said as he looked my ear over.
"You'll be fine, just remember to pay attention to what I'm saying next time.", he said, giving me a pointed look.
I sighed. "Sorry."
Neah smiled at me and ruffled my hair again. "I was right, I am the oldest."
I crossed my arms and glared affectionately at him. "I still resent that."
He chuckled and poked my head playfully. "Oh come on, you know it's true little brother."
I pouted. "I'm not little, we're the same height."
Neah rolled his eyes and smiled. He grabbed me into a headlock.
"It dosent matter that were the same height, you're still the little brother. You act like one too.", he said as I struggled to get out of his grip.
I grunted and just gave up in trying to be released. I just hung there, annoyed.
"Am I interrupting something?", someone asked.
We both turned our heads to see the bored looking face of William. He stood there using his scythe to straighten his glasses.
"Hey William! Haven't seen you for a while.", I said cheerfully.
He glanced at me and straightened his glasses again.
"Yes, well, I have come to inform you that you can leave the hospital wing. It is best to start your training as soon as possible."
"What about having to tell the doctors of my discharge?", I asked.
"I have already informed them as well. Now if you will come with me, I shall escort you to one of the training rooms.", he answered, turning around to lead the way.
I nodded excitedly and grabbed Neah's hand and other to catch up to him.
"So how exactly are we going to train.", Neah asked.
"Since none of the other Reapers have weapons such as you two, you will simply have to spar with each other to improve your abilities. You need to find out if there is anything your scythes are able to do."
We both nodded in understanding and continued to follow him in silence. It stayed like this until someone shouted behind them.
"Allen~!", I turned around to see who had called out to me only to be tackled to the ground. I winced as I fell against the hard floor and opened one eye to see red hair.
It was Grell. He was currently crushing me to his chest and rubbing his face against mine.
"It's so good to see you up and about! I'm once again so sorry about my behavior to you before!", the flamboyant red head exclaimed.
"Maybe once you are a full Reaper we can become partners! Oh! There's also something else I wanted to tell y-", he froze before the end of his sentence.
I looked at him, confused, until I felt the atmosphere. It was hard to breath, despite Grell's crushing hug. I looked up to see a frightening sight.
Neah was standing over the both of us. His was face shadowed with only a wide grin showing. He had a dark aura around him and he was cracking his knuckles intimidatingly.
"Would you mind letting go of my little brother? You're the one who injured him in the first place and, unlike Allen, I still haven't forgiven you yet.", he said with fire in his eyes, promising pain if Grell refused.
Grell squealed and jump off of me as if he were burned. He pressed himself into the wall, eyeing Neah cautiously. He still had the dark arua around him as he stared at Grell with cold, pale gold eyes.
I stood up and dusted non-existent dirt off my clothes. I looked up at Neah and walked up to him. I slung my arm over his shoulders and nuzzled Neah's cheek, getting his attention.
"Relax. He's already apologized multiple times while I was in the hospital. Go easy on him, will you?"
Grell stood in a slightly crouched form with his hands in front of him as if he were a begging puppy, nodding his head rapidly.
Neah looked at my pleading face then turned back to Grell. His eyes narrowed as he looked down his nose at the red head. He sniffed distastefully.
"Fine.", he growled. His eyes sharpened towards Grell. "You're lucky my adorable little brother is persuasive."
Grell's face started to have a more hopeful look.
"However, if you step one foot out of line or hurt Allen. . .", he trailed off. "Let's just say you won't like what I'll do to you", he said, grinning menacingly.
Grell straightened with a scared face. "Yes, I swear I won't do anything.", he said nervously.
Neah nodded curtly, satisfied. I sweatdropped at the exchange as he turned to walk towards to the waiting William, me still having an arm around his shoulders.
We continued our previous walk to one of the training rooms. William walked up to one of the doors on the side of the wall opened it to leafd usthrough, Grell following from behind.
When I entered I gaped at the room. It was a large, blank white, room that seemed to go on forever. (Yes, I'm about to steal this from Dragon Ball Z)
Neah gaped in awe as well. "This is your training room?", he asked.
William seemed slightly amused by our reactions as he stood there straightening his glasses.
"This is one of our many training rooms. However, this one is different from the others. You can stay in here for as long as you like while outside the room only a minimal amount of time has past."
I glanced at him confused. "What do you mean?"
He turned his head slightly to glance at me. "Meaning you could spend a year in here while only a couple hours have passed on the outside."
Neah looked around in wonder. "Wow, you mean it's some sort of pocket dimension? It kind of reminds me of the Ark."
William straightened his glasses in interest, Grell perked up in curiousity as well.
"What is this 'Ark' you speak of?"
Neah looked surprised. "I guess you wouldn't know. I apologize, I assumed all Reapers knew about it since Undertaker knew."
"It's basically like this room here except the time inside the Ark matches up with the time on the outside.", I began to explain.
"The Ark is a pocket dimension that contains a Mediterranean city awashed in white. All of the doors in the city lead to different locations around the world and sometime to different dimensions if you find the right door.", Neah finished.
William seemed intrigued. "Fascinating. Can anyone use it?"
"Unfortunately, no. Only Allen and myself can control the Ark. If anyone tried to use it without our permission they could get horribly lost or wind up in someplace they really shouldn't be.", Neah half lied.
"Can I see it someday?", Grell asked hopefully.
I smiled sweetly at him. "Of couse you can. I'm sure you would like it."
He jumped around excitedly at my answer.
William, however, you could see the disappointment in his eyes. He cleared his throat and straightened his glasses as gazed around the white expanse of the room.
"Believe it or not, but this training room is rarely ever used.", he said.
I looked at him in surprise. " Why not? This place is practically a gold mine for training."
"Let's just say that most Reapers here don't have the patience. Besides, most have to train and study to become Reapers from the very beginning. You two, however, have a head start.", he explained.
"You already know about the cinematic record and the properties of the human soul. All that's left for you to do is train with your new weapons to unlock their abilities."
Neah and I looked at each other and smiled, then turned our gaze back to William.
"When do we start?", we said together.
" Now, I suppose. You will be locked inside for quite some time. Are you sure you want to start now?"
"Of course!", we replied together again.
"Well then. While you are in here the room has all the essentials you will need. Just don't wreck the place.", he said as he turned around and started towards the door, Grell following behind him.
Neah started to grin widely as he glanced at me from the corner of his eye.
"I can't make any promises.", he said.
I looked at him nervously. 'Oh, God. Maybe I didn't think this through. I'm going to be locked in the same room with him for what will seem like years!'
Dread settled in my stomach. I turned around to tell William that maybe we shouldn't start so soon.
Only to see the door slam shut and Williams voice to sound through a speaker next to the door.
"When you two are through with your training press the red button to notify me and you will be let out.", he said before the static cut off.
The room was silent.
I slowly turned around, nervous. Only to see Neah standing calmly with a soft smile directed towards me.
"Isn't it nice. We'll be able to spend time with each other while we train together.", he said happily.
I tilted my head in a questioning way. "I guess I didn't think of it like that."
"Just think about it. We basically have all the time in the world, without any distractions, to get to know each other on a more brotherly level. I think it's awesome, don't you?", he asked.
I smiled at him. "Yes, I agree. So what do you say? Shall we have a little spar to test out your new body and our skills? I've been dieing to do something since I got out of the medical wing."
He shrugged and grinned at me. He activated his scythe and snatched not out of the air to twirl it as if it weighed nothing. He settled into a fighting stance.
"I don't see why not. I must warn you though, I'm not going to go easy on you, little brother.", he said, his eyes dancing with excitement.
I activated my scythe and got into a fighting stance as well.
"I wouldn't have it any other way, big bro.", I said with a smirk as well.
The room became silent as we stared each other down, waiting for the other to make the first move. The room was once again silent.
Then, in a flash of black a white we rushed towards each other.
There was a clang of metal that echoed throughtout the room as our scythes met at a cross. We grinned a each other over our weapons.
'This is gonna be fun~!', we both thought.
And so our training began.
Omake:
Footsteps sounded down the hall. We come into focus to find a flamboyant red haired man skipping his way down the hall. He was currently wondering how our Allen and Neah's training was going.
Suddenly he froze.
He raised a hand to scratch the side of his face, his brow creased in thought.
"Why do I feel as if I've forgotten to tell little Allen something?", he asked in wonder.
He shrugged and perked up as he resumed his skipping down the hall
'Oh well. I'm sure I'll remember eventually~.', he thought as he looked for his room.
He found his door and opened it, shuffling through the doorway to plop onto his bed face first. He removed his glasses to set them onto his small bedside table.
He snuggled into the covers with a content sigh, one last though running through his mind as he settled down to sleep.
'If it was important I'm sure I wouldn't have forgotten about it so easily. I'll probably remember tomorrow.', and with that he fell into the welcoming embrace of sleep.
END OF CHAPTER 10
AUTHORS NOTE:
What could Grell have forgotten to tell our little Allen-chan? You'll have to wait until the next chapter to find out~! I will at least tell you that you'll like the outcome.
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