Kanda woke up with sweat streaming down his neck. He was still not over the horrid nightmare he had just experienced. He looked up, and let out a sigh of relief. Allen was still sitting on the hospital bed right across from him… wait sitting? He tried to focus his eyesight, but nothing cleared.

"So you finally decided to wake up, huh Kanda," Kanda jumped out of his seat. A fucking corpse was talking to him.

"Like you should be fucking talking. Che. I thought you were dead."

"Do I look dead baKanda?" Allen winced.

"Oi, Moyashi, are you gonna die again?"

"I'm fine, just not fully recovered. Some of us don't have inhuman recovery skills."

"Che, whatever poker boy." Allen's eyebrow twitched, but suddenly stopped with realization.

"Kanda,"

"What Moyashi?"

"Did you by chance get your…?" Kanda smirked and walked over to Allen's perch shaking his beautiful raven hair out. Allen lost all ability to speak.

"How about this for an answer?" Kanda wrapped his arm gently behind Allen's back, propping him up for what was to come.

"K-K-Kanda?"

"Shh," Kanda pressed his lips against his Moyashi's with the utmost care. Never had they been ones for romantic fluff, just pleasure, but you never could've guessed now. Allen's face was flushed redder than anyone would've thought humanly possible, and Kanda's eyes were closed, carefully embracing his Moyashi. He slowly broke away from the kiss, lingering before Allen's soft lips.

"There's no way…" Allen's face was contorted with emotion; hope prevailing among the rest.

Kanda just smiled, lighting up Allen's face.

"Welcome back Kanda."

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It had been two weeks since Allen had woken up, but his condition had not improved much. Kanda was worried sick; not that he'd ever admit that. He almost never left his side, the rare occasion being to train. Those were the times when he simply needed to calm down, and have some time to himself away from the annoying rabbit and persistent Lenalee. One of those times being right now.

This was the only place where he truly let himself go. The relaxing atmosphere of the room soothed his agitated state, and allowed him to forget his worries if only for a moment. The strong fragrance of jasmine lingered in the air, and a peaceful silence filled the background. He loved almost everything about it, the only exception being that it reminded him of a certain someone. It had been here where he had spent every waking hour during those three painful years, being closely speculated by those shimmering, iridescent silver eyes. Those memories still haunted him, although now he had a new, completely opposite problem. He had extra memories; ones that belonged to him, but at the same time didn't. The blurry and faded images of the past were beginning to blend with his current memories.

In addition to that, his Moyashi looked like death itself. His skin had been growing paler every day, and his body more frail. Kanda cringed at the thought. It was best not to think about it. Focus on each move. Each movement must be precisely right, there's no room for mistakes on the battle field. He wondered where that had come from. He had never been on a real battlefield before…at least not one that he could remember. There he went again, there must be something seriously wrong with me, he thought. His old memories had begun to seep through again. He wouldn't have minded that much normally, but the intense pain that came with every flash back was excruciating. He had long since given up on his training. He now sat on the floor clutching his head, while torturous images flooded his mind. At some point, he stopped struggling and let the current pull him under, surrendering to unconsciousness.

Kanda's Mind

He scanned the room. He was observing a very unsettlingly familiar scene. Yet, somehow he couldn't quite place it. There was a long table, set very neatly, food included. To any other person it would've looked delicious, but Kanda only liked soba. Around it sat what almost appeared to be a family. They all shared the same traits; grey skin, black hair, and a strip of crosses across their foreheads that made an involuntary shiver run down his spine. It was as if his body remembered every detail, but his mind just couldn't catch up. It was pissing him off.

"Well Rhode, it's been a while." He searched for the owner of the voice. He located a strange fat man sitting at the head. He would've laughed out loud, but something about him gave off a dangerous aura.

"Oh, and what am I? Chopped liver?" This time it was a sleek man dressed in a neat dress suit.

"Yeah!" The twins yelled in unison while pointing guns at each other's heads.

"He was talking to me, not you Tyki and Jasdevi." The girl with spiky blue hair, a lollipop, a skirt and blouse spoke up. He assumed she was Rhode.

"Back to the point," The fat man continued, "it seems we have once again gathered! It is nice to see you all again, although it is a bit strange that you have all reincarnated into the same forms… never mind that, we have more important matters to discuss! I expect that you all remember Allen Walker?" Kanda froze, what did they have to do with Moyashi?

"Allen is back?" Rhode exclaimed.

"Oh? Cheating boy is also back?"

"Yes, as well as his comrades. I believe he is beginning to regain consciousness as the 14th. We must keep a close eye on him, as this very well may be the beginning of our next war." The grin he next gave was so horrendous, so malicious, that even his family cringed back. Kanda wanted to leave, and that wasn't like him. He was one who would stand and fight, but now every muscle in his body was telling him to leave. He had heard something he shouldn't have. The only question was, how could he awaken from this nightmare?

"Kanda." Was he imagining things, or was someone calling his name? "Yo, Yuu-chan?" He groaned. The person was getting increasingly louder.

"WHAT?" Kanda screamed out as his eyes flew open.

"Are you okay? I came in here to check on you because you have gone for 5 hours, and I found you on the ground. Were you having a nightmare? You kept moaning Noah. What is that?" A very concerned rabbit was standing above him, inches away from his face.

"I'm fine." Kanda stalked, still slightly fazed, out of the room with Lavi at his heels. So that's who they are… Kanda had progressed one step further in his path to solve the mystery.

So sorry =.= I just finished this… I had planned on writing this a loooot sooner. I'm sorry for any

OOC-ness…Well, I hope you liked it, things are beginning to get complicated haha :)

Reviews would be very motivating ;)

-pathless