Hi guys! Last time we left off with Alle building a Gundam, right? Well, I can't wait to get this chapter started so here we go!

-Saph

The sound of a drunken man is a horrible thing to wake up to, but that was what Allelujah Haptism woke to the second day of his loneliness and his project. At first the terrible thought of that man finding their sanctuary came across his mind. He sat bold up-right in the pile of cardboard, praying that the man had not seen him. As he came to his senses he realized that the noises he was hearing were from the ceiling. That meant he was safe. The man had probably woken from his drunken stupor and was bashing around upstairs in his hurry to get to work. It was like that every time he went to work. He never stopped to check on his children, or to make sure that they were even in the house! Ha! Some parenting skills! That man didn't even know that his eldest son was outside of the city on a week-long camp! And he sure as heck didn't know, or care, that his youngest was alone in a cellar, plotting his downfall at the hands of a cardboard monster. After ensuring that he was safe and alone at home Allelujah got up. He stretched and looked around, wondering what he should do. The sudden thought of breakfast made him run up the iron ladder and to the kitchen. He grabbed a box of cereal, some apples, a loaf of bread, and as many bottles of water as he could carry. He was planning on staying in the cellar all week. They had a bathroom in their room above the cellar with a shower and everything so he was good for that. So, after dropping off everything in the cellar Alle made his way to the shower.

After his shower Alle quickly and quietly returned to the cellar. He cranked the leaver and supplied enough light to last the day and then returned to the Gundam. He got to work instantly, knowing exactly where he left off the previous night and where to go from there. He would have to cut the lengths for the rest of the Gundam's leg.

It was around 4 pm of the second day and Allelujah had gotten as far as assembling the body. This was the hardest part, having to do the measurements on himself and everything. He had decided against building a life-sized Gundam and had settled instead to build a sort of costume. He would make himself Gundam Armour and surprise his brother when he got back. He had decided to do the Freedom, his favourite from the series. The torso was giving him a little trouble. The alignment of such pieces and how to make the armour fit him just right all of it was giving him trouble. He didn't mind though. It gave him more to do and more to get his mind off of everything. He was finally able to slide in one of the shoulder blades before he fell asleep once more.

The third day went pretty much the same way as the second did. Luckily, their father was out at a bar for the whole night and didn't come home, their mother was probably out with a new boyfriend or whatnot so Allelujah took that chance to go for another shower and supplies. He decided to get an extra cutter, some string to hold the parts together, some paint, and a brush. He was planning on finishing the Gundam that day. He would start painting it and then he would have two days to make any necessary adjustments before Halle came home. He ran back down to the cellar with the paint buckets and supplies in hand. He had woken up a little earlier than usual and had started on the helmet. It was going pretty good so far. Alle's attention to detail was making the suit look stunning. He had every crevasse, every vent, every slat and so on. It really looked like the Freedom from the manga. He was proud of his work and was everything short of bouncing off the walls in delight as he finished the helmet. It was complete! He decided to start painting the head first.

It was 3 pm of the third day when Allelujah heard the knocking. It was the front door. He froze. What was he supposed to do? He wasn't supposed to open it, was he? If it was a person coming by with the flyer he would have just left it. If it was some person coming by to ask if they would buy something they would leave. So why was the constant banging still going on? His question was answered when he heard a voice.

"Open up! This is the police! We have reason to believe that you are guilty of child abuse! Open the door!"

Allelujah froze. It was the police! Why had they come? Who had tipped them off? What was he supposed to do? He decided that it was best to answer the door before they broke it down and came in on their own, that would be bad. So, with shaking fingers he pulled open the door.

"H-Hello..." he said in a quiet voice. He tried to look at the officer, but was afraid to. The officer saw him and kneeled down so that he was at about the same height.

"Hi son. Where are your parents? Surely you're not home alone." The officer stated in a kind voice.

"M-my mom is out shopping and my dad went to work." Allelujah answered, averting his eyes from the man. The man took his arm and Alle slowly turned to look at him.

"Son, what happened to your face?" the man asked, indicating the Band-Aid Halle had put on for him. "Did your father do that to you?" he asked. Allelujah turned away but didn't answer. He didn't want to lie. The officer grabbed his shoulders. "Listen, son. We're going to get you out of here. Regardless if you father did that to you or not, you shouldn't be left alone at home. Allelujah saddened at this.

"NO! What about Hallelujah?" He yelled. "I'm not leaving without my brother!" He yelled. The officer looked around.

"Who are you talking about?" He asked. Allelujah stepped away from the officer.

"Hallelujah Hapitsm, my older twin!" he told him. "I'm not leaving without him!" He said.

"And where is young Halle?" The officer asked. Allelujah saddened. He had hoped that he wouldn't have to think about, much less say, this during the time when Halle was away.

"H-He went to a camp. He'll be gone for four more days..." He said, counting the days in his head and trying to keep from crying. The officer took him by the shoulders again.

"I'm sorry, son, but we just can't wait that long." He whispered. Allelujah looked away. The officer thought for a moment. "How about this? You come with us for now, and when your brother gets back we'll do our best to reunite the two of you." The officer tried to sound cheerful, but thought what were the chances of someone adopting two children in one go? Allelujah didn't answer.

"Do I really have a choice?" Allelujah asked, his voice quaking. The officer shook his head. Allelujah visibly saddened at this. "Okay." He said after a while, still not looking at the officer. "But I want to take one thing with me." He vowed. The officer nodded and let him go. Allelujah ran into his room and down into the cellar. He knew he wouldn't be able to take the Gundam with him, but he wanted to keep some part of it. He decided on the head. He grabbed the Freedom's head, his drawings, Halle's small manga collection consisting only of Gundam SEED and SEED Destiny, and the bear Halle had made for him. He took it all and shoved it into a backpack before running out of the cellar to the officers. He said a silent goodbye to the life he knew he would never return to and prayed that he and Halle would be reunited.

To be continued...

Well folks, Alle's free! He's free from the sick b$trd that harassed him. He's free from eating nothing but dry cereal and stale bread. YAY! Anyway, if you want Alle and Halle to be reunited, review.

Alle:I-I'm free...?

Halle: WHAT?! I'M NOT WITH HALLE?!

Alle: I built a Gundam!

Halle: you sure did!

Saph: Um...kind of leaving me out of the conversation, aren't you?

Halle: *glares*

Alle: Ah! Sorry!

Saph: Halle, you still haven't seen the Freedom yet!

Halle: Aww! I will, won't I?

Saph: depends if I write it.

Halle: Review! Review and make this guy really, really, really happy so he'll reunite Alle and me, and let me see the Freedom!