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Anyway...here is chapter 6. Sorry it took so long. But if you have any ideas for what should happen next, please tell me. It helps alot. -
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Kanda kept his distance from Aya, using every excuse under the sun to keep her away. He didn't know why he wanted her to go away, he just did. It was simple and uncomplicated. Like the fact that you needed to eat or sleep. It just was.
Although Kanda couldn't help and wonder what subconscious part of his mind was directing those orders. Maybe there was a deeper reason. Maybe his heart…damn his heart! Who cared what his heart felt! He had stopped listing to it ages ago. What point was there to reopen those connections?
"Kanda?" a familiar voice questioned, catching him off guard. He whirled around in his chair.
"What?" he snapped with a bit more bite than he intended. Aya's eyes flashed but she didn't give in to her irritation.
"I was wondering if you are going to train me at all this week," she explained, trying to smile. Kanda took a deep breath, calming his jumpy nerves.
"No…" he answered. Aya frowned.
"No? What do you mean 'no'?"
"I mean 'no' like 'there is no way I am going to train you' or like 'No, get the hell out of here'" he hissed, a headache on the verge of consuming him. Aya paused, biting her lip. She felt like hitting him.
"Fine!" she yelled, stomping from the room. Kanda sighed, feeling the silence engulf him again.
As he turned back to his book he felt a small 'pang' from somewhere in the depths of his mind. But what was a 'pang' anyway? Who would ever take the time to pay attention to it?
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Allen felt the darkness fall away, he was waking up. As his eyes fluttered open he couldn't help but feel as though he'd forgotten something. Something very familiar, but he couldn't seem to name it.
"Allen?" a voice whispered, echoing through his thoughts. He moaned and sat up, looking around. Lenalee was sitting next to the bed…in the infirmary.
"What happened?" he questioned, touching his throbbing head gingerly.
"I went to check on you and you wouldn't wake up," she explained, "you had a fever,"
"Oh," was all he could think of to say. His mind was buzzing annoyingly.
"What happened?" Lenalee asked. Allen paused, unsure if he should tell her about his dream.
"I-I don't know,"
"The doctor couldn't find anything wrong with you except for your fever, of course," Lenalee said, smiling. Allen was silent, lost in his thoughts.
The buzzing became more intense and Allen closed his eyes, trying to make it go away.
"Allen?" Lenalee's voice seemed to echo and the darkness surrounded him again.
"Sweet dreams, Allen Walker," a voice hissed and Allen again was submerged in the dark lake of his dreams.
"Allen?" Lenalee repeated, as Allen swayed. He sat up straighter suddenly, coming fully awake.
"Y-yes?" he asked, turning to her. Lenalee stared at him for a moment. His eyes had turned a dark blue.
"A-are you ok?"
"Yes, I think so," he said, smiling. Lenalee frowned in confusion. His smile was lopsided; more of a smirk or grin than a smile.
"You seem…different," she commented. Allen's smile disappeared.
"Do I?" he questioned. Lenalee nodded, feeling suddenly nervous as his eyes met hers.
"Y-yes…" she trailed off, confused.
"but does it really matter?"
"wh..what? what are you talking about?"
"I mean…as long as I fulfill my prophesy to kill the Earl what does it matter if I'm ok?" He muttered darkly. Lenalee stared at him, taken a back by his sudden attitude change.
"But…we all care about your welfare, Allen. It has nothing to do with your prophesy…"
"What do you know?!" he snapped, glaring at her. Lenalee frowned, irritated.
"Ok….I guess I'll be going. Have fun with whatever, Allen." She got up and left him.
"Yes…" he murmured, not paying her any attention.
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"Damn that Kanda!" Aya hissed as she practiced. Her jabs became slightly more vicious as she ranted.
"Who does he think he is?! He's not king of the world!" she lowered her voice, using every swear word she knew.
After her anger was vented, her thoughts changed to the mixed feelings she hadn't deciphered yet.
I know I like him. She thought to herself. But…as a friend? As….as what?
Her mind directed her to the answer she least wanted to hear; the one she didn't want to accept.
Love…
She stabbed her sword through the wooden dummy she was practicing on and let her weapon go.
"damn it…" she murmured, sitting down.
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Kanda headed down to the training room and peered in. Aya was still sitting on the ground.
He placed a hand over his heart as it fluttered and sighed with slight irritation. He knew what it was but didn't want to deal with it.
"I can't love Kanda…" she murmured, causing Kanda's eyes to widen, "Why do I have to love him?"
Kanda's heart began to race. She loved him? He blinked several times, regaining his composure.
"So….." he began, just loud enough for her to hear. Aya's head snapped around and she stared in horror, "you love me."
"I…what….WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" she yelled, getting to her feet and grabbing her katana.
Kanda watched her as she stomped forward. He didn't even take a stance as she prepared to behead him.
"I hate you!" she yelled and brought her blade down at him. There was the clang of metal on metal.
She glared at him through their raised arms.
"Why did you have to listen?!" she hissed, glaring. Kanda smiled slightly then leaned forward and touched his lips to hers.
"If I hadn't heard I wouldn't have done that." He whispered, pulling back.
Aya's face became bright red and she pulled her blade back. Kanda sheethed Mugen and took her hand.
"See you tomorrow." He murmured, kissing it lightly before leaving. Aya stood frozen, staring at her hand.
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Lenalee wandered back into the room after Allen had fallen asleep. She looked down at his sleeping form. She knew that something wasn't right with him.
"Allen…." She murmured, resting her head on the edge of his bed, "What happened? You seem so different."
Allen twitched in his sleep and murmured something. She listened closely, trying to hear what he said.
"Nnnh….please…no, no don't…leave me alone….don't…" he hissed, trashing. Lenalee's brow furrowed and she placed a comforting hand in his.
"Its alright…" she whispered, "Its ok…I'm here. Don't be afraid, Allen."
She watched as his trashing subsided and his breathing returned to normal. Maybe he wasn't any different.
"I love you…" she whispered, kissing his forehead before getting up and exiting the room.