Weeks had passed, but Allen still couldn't get his mind off the day he got a glimpse of that ponytail. He wished he had turned around a seen Kanda standing there, but dreams are dreams and reality is reality, so he continued to walk. He knew no other way. Every day he went through the same thing, no variations in his life, the same routine every day; wake up, eat breakfast, go to work, go home, eat dinner, go to sleep. It was fine by him though, at least it was better than living in the past. However, in a way that's just what he was doing; feeding himself crap about walking forward while all he could do was think about the past. Deep down he knew this too, but had no clue of what to do. Everyday his longing intensified, his depression increased, and the burden of his past mistakes grew heavier on his back. What should I do now, Mana? How do I keep walking now? He wondered. His heart finally overpowered his mind, as he decided to return to the spot at which he had set eyes on that promising ponytail. As he walked there, his mind was screaming at him to turn back; all this could lead to was more suffering, but he continued.

The once lively pathway was now desolate. The cherry trees were bare skeletons of their former glory, and a gloomy feeling lingered in the air. No longer was it spring, autumn was upon them, and Kanda was nowhere to be seen. Allen sat down on a park bench, and waited. He couldn't return home, and face disappointment. He forgot about Lenalee waiting for him at home, about his job, his past mistakes and just waited. The entire day he waited, oblivious to the world around him, but when nighttime came he dozed off….

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The next day…

Kanda was out on his morning walk, when he spotted something unusual. There was a teenage boy sleeping on the bench. He began to wonder whether he was homeless or not, when he noticed his neat clothes. As he walked closer to get a better look, he saw it; the shimmering white hair. He also noticed a strange red scar down the left side of the boy's face. He leaned in closer and tapped him on the shoulder.

"Aaaaah!" the boy woke with a start, "Where am I?" Kanda froze. He was looking straight into a sparkling pair of silver eyes.

Oi Moyashi!

It's Allen, baKanda!

A million memories came crashing down on him within a time period of a few seconds. If he hadn't been confused before, he sure as hell was now.

"Why the fuck are you sleeping on a park bench, Moyashi?" Kanda finally managed. What was that? Why had he just called the kid Moyashi? Could this be the person he was searching for?

"Moyashi? It's Allen." Allen said. "It's good to see you though, Kanda. I never thought I'd see the day you returned."

"How do you know my name?" Who was this kid exactly? Could he really be the person he'd been searching for, the key to his past?

"What do mean?" Now it was Allen's turn to be confused. "You really don't remember me?" Kanda sighed, did it look like he remembered him?

"I don't fucking know! Maybe I do know you, but I have no fucking clue!"

"What do you mean you don't know?" Allen's mind was racing trying to figure out what this meant. He had found Kanda, alive. Shouldn't he Kanda be happy to see him? If so, why couldn't he recognize him?

"I have fucking amnesia, okay? I got into an accident three years ago, and when I woke up I couldn't remember one fucking thing besides my name." Kanda decided to leave out the part about the silver eyes and white hair. He looked over at the beansprout and was shocked. The baka Moyashi looked on the verge of tears.

KANDA WATCH OUT! BANG!

Kanda, KANDA! Don't leave me! Hang in there, I just called an ambulance. You are going to be fine!

Kanda fell to the ground wincing, his hand on his forehead. Why can't I remember? He thought. Then he remembered; the key was right in front of him… "Oi, Moyashi." Allen sniffled.

"What?" Damn, that face is waaay too cute. Kanda thought, wait… did I just call the fucking Moyashi cute? He shook his head to break the thought for about the millionth time that day.

"Umm," Did he just say umm? He never stumbles. What was it about this kid that made him so nervous? "You say you know me, right?" Allen nodded. "If that's the case, why don't you make yourself useful and inform me. What happened in my past? Who was I, and who are you exactly to …me?" Allen's face flushed a deep red. Now Kanda was scared, he and the kid couldn't possibly have been….. lovers, could they? There's no fucking way. Kanda was strait, not gay. Plus that kid looked like twelve. He couldn't possibly be some pedophile, right? He refused to accept that. Luckily Allen began to speak at that moment, saving him from another crazy idea from his wonderful mind.

"Okay…Let's see…" Allen paused, thinking, "You used to attend Black Order High with me. There were two other people you were close to, Lavi and my uh girlfriend, Lenalee." Kanda sighed very noticeably at that moment, clearly relieved that this kid had a girlfriend. "You were very well trained in the way of the samurai, and I can see… that you still carry… Mugen… around" Allen flinched. He had some seriously bad memories related with that sword. "As for me, my name is Allen Walker. I am eighteen, though the last time I saw you I was fifteen, and you were eighteen. Three years ago you got into an… umm accident. We had been walking home together after school when it happened. Some crazy dude ran up to us with a gun and grabbed me…" He shivered, "He said, 'Come with me and I won't hurt your little friend.' That only got you pissed though. You charged at him, unsheathing mugen, going for the kill, but he shot at you. He had forgotten about me seconds before, and I had run to you, to push you out of the way. However, by the time I did, the shot had been fired and the bullet had found its mark." Allen trailed off with a distant look in his eyes. He clearly was still upset about that day.

'I cared so much about a damn friend that I risked my FUCKING LIFE FOR HIM?' Kanda thought, shocked. That seemed way too weird. The stupid beanspout was definitely holding back on him. "Che. That seems unlikely… unless you're not telling me something." Kanda's hand was on mugen now, ready to draw it if necessary. Allen's face paled. "Che. Thought so." Kanda smirked, and Allen's blood ran cold.

"Umm…" He stuttered, what should he tell his old lover? "We were… just really close friends." He finished with a sigh. "You can come over to my house if you want." Then Allen remembered Lenalee and mentally freaked out. "Damn, okay, if you want to come, follow me. Otherwise I have to go." Kanda sighed. How dense was this Moyashi? Of course he was going. He had been searching for him for three years after all.

"Yes I'm coming Baka Moyashi."

"Great! Lenalee will be excited to see you." Kanda raised an eyebrow. The Moyashi was living with his girlfriend? Then again he supposed that was normal for an eighteen year old boy, but why did it bother him so much?

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Kanda followed Allen up the stairs to his apartment. Knock Knock Why was Kanda so nervous?

"Hello?" A pretty Chinese girl who looked about nineteen answered the door. "OH MY GOD, ALLEN!" She ran up and hugged him. Kanda flinched. How dare she hug his Moyashi! Wait did he just say his?

"Hey Lenalee," Allen looked slightly uncomfortable in Lenalee's embrace.

"Where have you been?" She exclaimed. Then she turned her head and her eyes widened in surprise.

"K-k-kanda? Is that you?"

Semi-cliff hanger Haha :) This chapter was longer, so I hope you liked it!

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-pathless