A/N: Gah! So far behind, must do super work. SCREW EDITING, JUST GET IT UP! Man, my alarm clock just had to go and be stupid! And work, and family Christmas I have four this year XP) and then add Persona 4 to it and you just get a recipe for laziness. Man, I have to get to the next chap right now! See you later guys~! Oh, and thanks for the reviews and Babo, this is all one story...

Reading Legend

Normal

"Speaking"

"SHOUTING"

Thoughts

Sarcastic Exaggeration

You and Me, That's All We Need

Chapter 2: Fever to Haze; A Simple Embrace

How I hate you. The train hit a rock, causing the occupants to jump a little. How I loath you. The exorcists had to take a train to get to the small village of Illa. How I despise you.It was a simple akuma extinction mission. There was only the two exorcists and the watch dog. How I dislike you. The town was too small and unimportant to waste a gate, so they had decided to take a day's train ride there. How I resent you. The three shared a first class compartment. How I object you. One boy, the youngest of the group, was staring outside, watching the world pass-by with vacant eyes. How I spite you. It was as if he was looking at something else. How I love you.

Allen clenched his eyes shut as the sudden thought rammed into his system. Kanda, Link and himself had been stuck in the compartment for the past four hours in complete silence. And he still had twenty hours to go.

Sighing deeply, Allen was more looked out the window, the shadow looming over him like an akuma soul. Do you want me to love you? He though, not wanting to voice his opinions and appear crazy. Or do you want to love me? His mind seemed to clatter against itself, not really up for much thinking.

"Why did I have to be stuck with Kanda..." the petite boy breathed out. Indeed, had he been with Lavi the time might have moved a little faster. Then again, it could have been even more awkward.

"What was that Bean sprout?" The samurai questioned, toneless.

"Nothing Ba-Kanda~" Allen sang-songed out in boredom. Kanda twitched.

"Bean sprout..."

"I'm sorry but there is no one here by that name Sir." Allen openly mocked. "Please check another compartment." Kanda was boiling with rage. The silence was doing him no good either, especially knowing the range of time.

"Bean sprout..." Link sighed. Really the two of them fought well but they acted like children! It was ridiculous!

"Link, entertain me~!" Allen whined out as leaned against their shared arm rest.

"Please behave yourself Walker. This is not a field trip." Allen pouted and retreated to his window. The shadow was still there, smiling at Allen's attempts of fun. It motioned with it's hands towards itself. Allen gave it an accusing glare. It raised it hands, as if say 'no tricks'.

Kanda noted how Allen was suddenly intrigued with the glass window once more. He gazed out, trying to figure out what had caught the boys interest. There was nothing but grassy hills as before. The adult teen couldn't help but wonder just what Allen was seeing.

The shadow had it's hand against the glass, Allen mirroring it as it described a game without words. As the white haired teen watched, he soon was able to mimic him, their fingers dancing together. Before he realized it, he was swaying back and forth as the ark's song invaded his brain. Their fingers danced as if the window was their piano, their bodies swaying to it's tempo.

A soft humming escaped Allen's lips as the tune drowned out the world. The introduction soon came to an end and then the singing began.

"Soshite bouyaha nemurini tsuite" And then the boy fell asleep. The words filled the small compartment, Allen's body keeping time, his fingers creating music heard in only his ears. "Ikizuru haino nakano hono o hitotsu, futatsuto." The flame inside the breathless ashes. One, then two. The other two companions were unmoving, entranced in Allen's smooth voice. "Ukabu fukuramii itoshii yokogao" The floating swelling, the dear profile. The world seemed to faze away as the song enveloped them.

Kanda eyes widened as he saw the sweat pouring down Allen's tired face, he seemed to exhausted but he didn't stop. He kept pushing down his fingers, his voice sound breathless but he kept singing.

"Bean sprout?" He said his name, wait for some sort of reaction. None came from either of the two. "Hey Bean sprout!" He shouted, nothing. "Allen!" Two gloved hands pulled back as Allen gazed, exhaustedly, at his friend. His usual bright eyes were dimmed and his pale face paler. His scar had twisted into some sort of labyrinthine design.

"K-Kanda?" His voice was labored and stressed. Kanda slowly got up and walked over to the shaking male, Link having fallen asleep in the middle of the song. "Kanda?" It was nothing more than a choked sob but Kanda had heard it. The younger reached out to him, and Kanda reached back, letting the exhausted boy lean against him.

At that point, Kanda screwed his pride as he embraced the boy,leaning on one knee as he did so. Slowly, so not to make Allen to uncomfortable, Kanda picked him up and set him on his lap. The child-teen clung to Kanda's outfit seeking childish comfort in the older ones warm arms. Kanda made sure that Allen was facing away from the window. He could feel it, the boy was shaking as his breath shuttered.

"Damn it." He cursed as he felt the heated forehead. Before the two could battle the akuma, they would have to battle a fever and win with only nineteen hours left.

The heat was unbearable but Allen didn't want to let go of Kanda. He want to, so badly, apologize for giving in to the Noah but he wanted to learn more about this other side of himself. To Allen, this shadow that held the Noah was his other side, his other self. That voice of reason and doubt that had always nagged at him. Ever present in this chaos called life.

He didn't know why Kanda was allowing this embrace, having even caught him in the first place. Allen himself didn't understand why he desired the others one's company. In truth, he was beyond glad that the cold teen had allowed him such pleasure. However, it was still unbearably hot.

Kanda, though with a whine of protest from the younger, placed Allen down on his side of the room. Sending the annoying golem, Timcanpy, to get a wash cloth Kanda allowed his eyes and mind to wander. Though his fever had spiked, Allen looked much better than he had while playing with the mirror. Link was still asleep and Kanda was glad for the ability to pretend that he wasn't there.

"Don't lose, Allen." He smiled sweetly to the sleeping teen, it was small but sweet. Something that anyone would cherish and hold close. Allen's small hand reached up to Kanda's cheek. The black-haired boy took it hesitantly.

"I won't..." It was a weak voice but the smile that adored his face reassured Kanda. Timcanpy returned with the wash cloth and Kanda placed it onto Allen's forehead, the teen welcoming the cool feeling. Kanda sat comfortably on the floor beside Allen watching his breathing even as he entered another fever induced sleep. Fifteen hours until they arrived.

He was surrounded by blackness. His body was cold and shaking but his breath was warm. Allen knew that this had to be some sort of dream, his real body still beside Kanda on the train. Why was it, that such a bastard even wanted to help him? A groan escaped his lips as his head began to pound within this fever battle.

A soft voice entered his darkening mind, it was smooth and comfortable. Reaching out to it, he realized that another hand was clasping his. Waves upon waves of relief washed over him, but another groan escaped his lips. He felt like thousands of needles were piecing his skin. Crying out, he felt his hand get squeezed by another warm one.

"K-Kanda!" Allen knew that he was crying, the feeling of water damping his cheeks present. He called out Kanda's name again and could hear soft whispering noises that seemed to calm Allen, the pain softening. He could feel warmth fill him that was pleasant, unlike the heat brought by the cursed fever. His body began to shut down, requiring all it's energy to fight against the persistent virus.

Allen curled into the soft blankets that now covered him, thankful for their warmth. A large yawn seeped through his throat as a deeper sleep blurred his still black world. "Thanks... Kanda..." And he felt his conscious slip as he allowed true sleep.

Allen had fallen into a proper, relaxing sleep two hours ago. They only had ten hours left, but the samurai knew that the younger would be well when they reached their destination. With a heavy sigh, Kanda stood up, casting a side ways glare at Link. What kind of watch dog was he? Falling asleep when Allen needed him. But then again, he wasn't their to lend aid to the child.

He leaned against the windowed wall, the room suddenly feeling crowded. The golden golem, Timcanpy, fluttered about in front of him. Tim eventually settled down onto Kanda's head. The exorcist glared at the unwanted gesture of appreciation. Shaking his head, Kanda glared harsher at Tim as it fell off and curled up against Allen's warm body.

"You're welcome." He said reluctantly, rolling his eyes in the process.

Allen had to hold in a laugh as he awoke to the site of Kanda sleeping on the floor. The man was spread out in the compartment and looked relaxed. His face formed a small, content smile, as if all his worries were gone. Tim flapped his insect-like wings, making a small but elegant humming sound.

"Tim, let's go look around. I want to find out how much longer we got." Allen whispered to his little friend. The two quietly opened the door and slid it shut. "Common, lets go this way." Allen thumbed his left, heading to the front of the moving train. "I'm pretty sure that we should run into some people who have the time if we head towards the front." Timcanpy batted up and down in a nodding motion. Smiling happily, Allen set off towards the front of the train.

A sudden crash and a jerk forward awoke the sleeping Kanda. Link was awake to, looking around with a shook face. Grabbing onto the seat that Allen had slept on, Kanda pulled himself up, stabilizing his unsteady legs.

"What the hell's going on?!" Kanda roared at Link, focusing his attention on the only other body. Wait, only...?

"I want to know the same Mr. Kanda, but please do tell me where Walker is first." His voice was stern and commanding, however Kanda paid little attention to him. His eyes dashed around the compartment looking for the white mass known as Allen.

An inhuman scream echoed throughout the area.

"Allen!" He didn't know how he knew it was him, but Kanda slammed the door open, rushing down the isles, Link right behind him. "Allen where are you?!" He cried out as they began to reach the front. "Answer my Bean sprout!" Another inhuman scream filled the air. Kanda felt great pressure build inside him as it felt as if the sound vibrations from the scream were locked inside him.

He sputtered, grabbing his throat as the feeling of suffocation caused his body to enter a panic. Convulsing, Kanda fell to his knees, his head lurching forward as foul bile tore out of his throat. Coughing, the samurai struggled and glanced back, noticing that Link was no better off.

"Let's go." He said hoarsely, taking long, elegant strides forward with more caution. The exorcist could not let himself get caught off guard. However, when the two pushed open the large, broken door that led to the front Kanda could only mutter, "Shit."

The front of the train was in complete ruins, akuma swarmed the area in large groups and blobs. One of the lager ones, a deformed level three, held Allen in it's muscled fingers. It's thumb (that was the size of the boys body) lay on top of the boys throat, his body being held by three fingers.

"Allen!" Kanda shouted out, rushing forward only to be met with a barricade of level two's and three's. Kanda cursed his luck as he drew mugen. He could hear Link bringing out his seals. Though he couldn't kill them, he could distract and bind them when needed.

Kanda bit his lip as he began his hacking slashes, cutting through the level two's with some difficulty. The level three's where another problem. They were swift and agile, moving twice the speed of himself. With no hesitations, they would attack him and Link not leaving them a chance to properly defend themselves. This was to be expected from the low-life akuma's.

One particular akuma stood out however. It moved elegantly, with large strides from it's long, skinny legs. It was coated in shiny green armor that expanded into a strange design around it's waist. Like shiny tear drops, the akuma would cause the floating design to spin by brushing it with it's hand, increasing it's speed. It's helmet was egg shape, curling downward as if it was hair. But what was truly astonishing was it's lack of attacking. Everywhere Kanda looked, it would appear, but it had yet to strike. Rather, it seemed to be waiting for something.

With the distraction of thinking about the strange green akuma, the exorcist had allowed himself and opening that one of the level two's stroked at. The blunt mace slashed down Kanda's back as he tried a quick drag. Allen was watching helplessly and let out a cry, only for the inhuman one to irrupt from his throat as the twisted creature pushed down on his wind pipe.

Link was soon sent smashing to the ground, he eyes closed as blood streamed out his broken nose. Kanda stabbed mugen into the ground as he stood, his black hair flowing freely. He could feel the blood slugging down his back. His breathing was heavy and labored as he struggled to stay standing. The akuma closed in, face's of all kinds showing sadistic pleasure. All but one. That same green one stood floating in the background. However, it was not looking at Kanda, rather it was looking in the direction that Allen was.

A howl of pain escaped Kanda's lips as the same maced-akuma smashed him to the ground. The mace was removed, the sound of blood gushing and skin tearing following it as it was removed. Kanda could barely breath and his vision was growing blurry. The akuma behind him smirked, raising it's weapon for the final blow. At that moment, that split second where time seemed to stop a single cry was let out, enveloping the area in light and a sadistic smirk spread across the green akuma's hidden mouth as it watched Allen Walker make his move.

"Kanda!"

It was dark out, the sky shinning with soft glowing stars. Kanda blinked his eyes open slowly, waiting for the recent memories to come back. As they did, flashes of pain caused him to hiss and alert the other's of his awakening.

"Haze, can you get some more clothes and painkillers? There should be some more in my pack."

"Yes Master." Kanda puzzled over the new voice. The first was obviously the damn bean sprout, but the other... it sounded more, mechanical.

"Kanda, you okay?" It was a question that Allen already knew the answer to but he wanted to confirm it. A small, struggled grunt was his reply and the teenager let out a sigh. "well if you can make noise that's definitely a good thing." Kanda glared at the silver eyes that came into his limited view. Allen placed a hand on his forehead. "Well you've finally cooled down thats good." The glare continued. "I'll ell you whats going on once Haze gets back." As if one cue, a mechanical arm, coated with green armor appeared beside Allen, handing him the asked supplies. "Thank you. Can you go check on Link?" There was a pause till Allen turned back to him, obviously whatever 'Haze' was it must have nodded.

"Bean sprout..." Kanda started only to get cut off by a series of coughing. Allen sighed.

"First of, the name's Allen Ba-Kanda, and second don't talk till after I replace your bandages and you take some of these." Though reluctant at first, Kanda allowed the white haired exorcist to do his job, replacing the old bandages with new and forcing the stupid pills down his throat. The older of the two had to fight down a blush as Allen's fingers ghosted over his skin in a caring notion. Making sure that everything was okay.

"Alright, here, I'll help you up. Lean against me, your back is still badly damaged from that stupid akuma." Though degrading, the samurai put his pride away and allowed Allen to lean himself against him. When he was able to look at the area his eyes widened in shock. They were in a barren land, the grassy fields, the train, the trees, everything was gone. Obliterated to ash. There was a small fire going in front of them, and there were their things scattered about. Mainly bandages.

"I had Haze get our stuff before..." The boy drifted off, not wishing to end his sentence. Kanda didn't pry, but rather asked a question that he wanted answered.

"Whose Haze?" His voice was curious but still stoic. Allen glanced down worriedly before sighing.

"Haze?! Can you come here?" Kanda looked up as he noticed the small tent that had been packed encase of overnight stays open and the tall green akuma coming out.

"Yes Master?" The voice was indeed mechanical, however it gave no evidence to a gender. Kanda glared hard at it before turning his head to Allen, growling. The boy sighed again.

"Now Kanda, before you go assuming something, I want you to know that Haze won't hurt us. In any way, shape, or form."

"What is it." The angered exorcist hissed between clenched teeth.

"Haze is..." Allen paused. "Haze is my akuma."

Alright, hoping that that was good enough for battle. To the next one!!!

Oh and I'm going to draw Haze and put it on my deviant, I'll tell you guys once I have it up!