Disclaimer : D. Gray Man is Hoshino Katsura's property
Memories are in italics.
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Chapter 1
It was 5 a.m., and everything was quiet in Allen's room at the hospital wing. Only one person was sitting at the bed's edge, silently watching the sleeping figure with his dark blue eyes. It had been a week since Kanda came and visited the boy every morning at the same hour. He'd rather come at that time because no one else was usually awoken so early in the morning, so he could quietly watch over Allen at leisure before leaving to train.
The young Exorcist's state was stable, but the doctors had no idea as for when he would wake up, or even if he would. Or so the nurse had told Kanda. It was bullshit for the Japanese man. There was no way the Moyashi wasn't going to wake up ; sooner or later, he would be standing again in front of Kanda and would be annoying him as usual, as he always did.
Allen was the one person everyone within the Order believed in, no matter what the circumstances, and this time wasn't going to be an exception. Kanda was sometimes surprising himself, for he would never have guessed that he, of all people, would eventually bring himself to believe in the 'Allen-phenomenon'.
Kanda hold out his hand to Allen's face and delicately traced the pentacle on the boy's forehead, following the red line over the closed eyelid. A faint smile crossed his lips as he remembered that it was that same pentacle that had made the Gatekeeper mistake Allen for an Akuma.
At that time, if someone had told Kanda that the new Exorcist would have such impact on him, he would have plainly called it nonsense…
« Akuma ! It's an Akuma ! » the Gapekeeper shouted.
Immediately, Kanda rushed out of the building to get rid of the said Akuma, even before Komui had ordered anything. It was a habit for the Exorcist : Akumas were to be erased wherever they would appear, and without hesitation. His life was framed on that guideline, and there was nothing else to add.
Kanda unsheathed his sword, ready to slice the intruder as he jumped out of the entrance gate. For a second, he felt that there was something strange since the usual shape of an Akuma was nowhere to be seen, only a small human figure standing in front of the Order. But the Gatekeeper had identified that figure as an Akuma and that's all Kanda needed to know.
« You've got a lot of guts coming here alone. »
« Wait, wait ! There's a mistake somew… »
Kanda didn't wait for him to finish his sentence and charged at full speed. And that's when he knew there really was something wrong with the presumed Akuma. His sword sliced through something he identified as a huge, weird hand. No, wait. That was definitely not what you could call a 'hand'. It was a vaguely hand-shaped thing which was actually part of the boy's body.
« You… What's with that arm ? » Kanda coldly asked.
« This is my anti-Akuma weapon. I'm an Exorcist. »
The older man was taken aback.
« Gatekeeper ! »
Kanda swore mentally. That stupid Gatekeeper could not even do his job correctly ! Anyway, he did not pay much attention to the Gatekeeper's excuses, nor to the boy in front of him trying to convince the Gate that he was human. Pathetic. Moreoever, the boy was cursed. A good reason enough to get rid of him.
« Well, whatever. If I see your insides, we'll know. I'll cut you open with Mugen. »
And with no further warning, he plunged his blade towards the panicked boy.
« No, wait ! There should have been a letter from my master Cross Marian ! »
That sentence stopped Kanda dead, his blade only an inch from the boy's face.
Allen and Kanda's first encounter had been that stormy right at the beginning. As he reviewed the scene in his head, the Japanese Exorcist could not help but think that if he hadn't stopped his hand at that moment, it would have been the worst mistake of his whole existence. Speaking of hand…
Both of them, and Lenalee who had come to pick them up, had come inside the Headquarters. Kanda was already leaving them to go back to his room, when the annoying voice of the boy got to him :
« Kanda ! It's your name, right ? »
The said Kanda barely turned his head and glared at the white-haired boy with what he hoped to be the most murderous glare in the world. But it seemed that it didn't dissuade the boy to smile at him and hold out his hand :
« Pleased to meet you. »
Kanda wondered for a second if that guy was so stupid he couldn't see that he was totally annoying him.
« Like hell I'd shake hands with a cursed person. » he icily replied.
Irony amongst all ironies, Kanda was now holding the same hand he had refused to touch in both of his. The warmth coming from that hand was the only sign that Allen was still alive, along with that steady movement of his chest, indicating that he was still breathing.
Kanda looked at the watch on the wall. It was almost 6 a.m. He slowly let go of Allen's hand and stood up.
« You'd better hurry up and wake up, stupid Moyashi. » he said as he crossed the door.
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