AN: Hey you guys! It hasn't actually been that long since I last updated...so I guess I don't have to apologize this time...it's a strange sensation.... XD

Anyways this is a fairly good chapter I think, although it doesn't seem a little awkward and perhaps rushed at parts... although I do still like it. I hope you guys will enjoy it too.

Also I'm sorry I haven't responded to your reviews yet! I will, although I think it won't be til next week... Please don't stop sending them though! They seriously make my day! Every time I read one it makes me smile. 8) So thanks you guys! 3

Warnings; swearing, reference to blood and murder...not that bad though.


Last Time...

And with his body now calm and his mind lulled into a sense of security Allen fell into a very deep sleep...

The bitter and metallic stench of blood filled the air. Splatters of deep red covered anything and everything in the now silent building. The only sounds that could be heard were the slow drips of blood trickling off the walls and the slight gurgling gasps of breath coming from the middle of the room. A very gray skinned and golden eyed Allen Walker was on his knees, body trembling. The blood on his hands beginning to dry and turn his gloves a disgusting, deep, rusty colour.

The smile that stretched across his face was maniacal, twisting his mouth into a horrid crooked sliver moon. In completion of the true look of insanity his mouth barked out a cruel laugh at the same moment that the burning tears began running without abandon down his dirty face. He brought his hands to his head, grimacing at the way that the blood caked onto his gloves made a gruesome crunch noise as they pressed into his forehead. He shuddered and gasped as his breath caught in his throat. The sounds of the laughter was like high pitched screeches crashing through his head. His body began to rock ever so slightly back and forth as he dragged his hands down to cover his ears.

And then his shoulder was being jerked, moving slightly back and forth.

His eyes flew open and he quickly sucked in a shuddering breath. And next thing he knew he found himself forcing his eyes to adjust to the darkness, making a very blurry set of deep blue eyes come into focus but a few inches from his own.

The hand on his shoulder tightened to the point that it felt as though the bone would be crushed into a fine powder if the pressure was not immediately removed. However, despite the pain, he didn't dare breath, let alone speak.

They lay there in such silence that Allen began to wonder if his heart really had just stopped. And then Kanda's hand was gone and so were his eyes. Allen, however, didn't remove his eyes from Kanda and strained to see what it was that Kanda was doing. From the- very blurry- look of it, the Japanese teen was staying incredibly still and seemed to be focusing very intently at the other side of the room...

Link.

Allen had almost forgot about him. So now Allen found himself mirroring Kanda and listening as well as he could for the sounds of Link's breathing, opening his eyes as wide as he could in a vain attempt to see better. After several moments of dead silence, Allen was finally positive that Link was, in fact, still asleep. Allen felt himself release the breath he hadn't realized he was holding.

Beside him Kanda remained still for several moments longer than Allen. The British exorcist could sense more than see the way Kanda's muscles were tensed and held taut. Then Kanda was looking at him again, his gaze intense and piercing. Allen swallowed nervously.

Before Allen knew what had happened, Kanda was standing and Allen couldn't help but marvel at how he had done so in less than a second, while making not a single sound. Through the dark Allen forced his gray eyes to adjust and make sense of the dark blob that was currently Kanda. Allen got up as well, though not nearly as gracefully as Kanda. The moment he was beside Kanda he found his upper forearm roughly grabbed, and his body being dragged to the door. After several long moments of opening the door to their compartment as silently as possible Kanda forcefully pulled Allen out of the compartment and down the long train.

Allen wondered where it was that Kanda was taking him, but he didn't dare ask. They walked in silence moving past all the various compartments that held the rest of the passengers, all of them blissfully asleep. Finally they came to the end of the train, where Kanda abruptly turned and began scaling a set of stairs. Ah, Allen thought, he's taking me up to the observation deck because nobody will be up there in the middle of the night. This thought scared Allen. Maybe Kanda was taking him up there to kill him. Allen shuddered at the thought because if Kanda had somehow seen that the Noah had been taking over, Allen didn't doubt that Kanda literally would kill him.

Upon reaching the observation deck, they realized that there was a door blocking it. Allen, noticing the lock on the door, silently prayed for it to be locked, however his prayers apparently went unanswered as Kanda twisted the handle and opened the door with ease. After walking through the door Kanda easily tugged Allen around and in front of him before shutting and locking the door. With the click of the lock on the door, Allen wondered if it was healthy to be sweating as profusely as he currently was.

Due to the fact that they were in an observation deck, there were windows lining nearly the entire perimeter, minus, of course, the side where the door was situated. The multitude of windows, along with the large and bright moon hanging in the clear night sky, made it a great deal easier to see. That said, Allen became acutely aware of the fact that Kanda was staring at him. And then Kanda broke the silence and spoke.

"...What the fuck Moyashi." Allen would've laughed at how utterly anti-climactic Kanda's choice of words were, if it weren't for the way he felt as though he was about to piss his pants/ vomit.

"...I was having a nightmare, I guess. Thank you for waking me." Allen spoke slowly, cautiously, skirting around the ominous issue at hand. Kanda clicked his tongue in disapproval, he had been hoping that the bean would've just spit out whatever the hell was wrong so they could just skip the awkward, 'pretending nothing was wrong and squeezing out the truth' stage. Unfortunately it would seem the Moyashi didn't want to cooperate.

"Moyashi, skip the bullshit. You began mumbling the names of nearly ever person in the Order and then proceeded to repeat the word 'sorry' and cry. Now tell me what the fuck that was about." Kanda's commanding voice was quiet and threatening, sending chills down Allen's spine at the unvoiced threat in his words. Although Allen couldn't help but to bring a hand up to his face and was slightly shocked to find it damp.

"Kanda, I don't know what that dream was... It just happened. It must've been triggered by the mission going bad a couple days back." His voice sounded meek and he knew from the searching and unimpressed look on Kanda's face that his answer was not being bought.

"Or perhaps, what made your mission go bad is the same thing that triggered that dream." Allen didn't know what to say to that, especially since it was the truth. Kanda remained silent for several moments as he searched for the right way to talk to the bean in light of the situation.

"I know you've got this notion stuck in your head that I'm a complete idiot bean, but the reality is that life's not that convenient. I'll admit I'm no genius but I most certainly am smart enough to know when you're lying and to tell when something is wrong- or wronger than usual. I'm also more than capable of putting two and two together. So I'm going to give you one more chance to voice this your way and if that doesn't work I'll just start asking questions and you'll answer yes or no. And don't worry, I'll make sure you answer." Kanda was coming closer and Allen hated how damn menacing it was. Kanda may have had girly hair but his stature was anything but girly and more importantly at the moment, Allen was being forced to notice just how much smaller he was than Kanda and not just in height, his frame was slimmer too. All in all the odds weren't in his favor.

Allen took a nervous intake of the crisp night air, not really caring for the way it made goose bumps rise on his skin. He figured that it must have something to do with the fact that he was exhausted... but he was actually seriously considering telling Kanda the truth.

"Kanda...I quite honestly don't really know what's going on. I..." Here it was, this was the point of no return.

"I just...I-I can't tell you. I just need more time, please try to understand. I don't know what to think right now and ....If I told you there would be severe repercussions...for me at least. And I just haven't had enough time to think about it yet. I-I know I'm being selfish but I can't help it..." Allen's gaze had drifted to the floor and he refused to look up to meet Kanda's eyes, partially because he was afraid of what he might see and partially because he didn't want Kanda to see the tears threatening to fall once more from the corners of his silver eyes.

"Moyashi I don't care about your damn sob story. Just tell me what the fuck that was about or I might just have to go and wake up that stalker of yours." Kanda's voice was cold and uncaring, making it known that there weren't going to be any more chances after this. Allen cringed, he had run out of time and now it didn't seem a matter of whether to tell or not but rather a matter of who to tell and how.

"I..." he took a deep shaky breath, "I... I'm having some t-trouble...with something." His palms were clammy and his hands were trembling.

"No shit." Kanda rolled his eyes in exasperation.

"Look bean, would it be easier if I asked the damn questions? Because so far you're getting no where." Allen swallowed thickly.

"U-uh yah... sure." Perhaps it would be easier if Kanda asked him questions.

"Was this because of the fourteenth Noah, that you're rumored to be hosting?" ...Or perhaps it wouldn't be easier.

Allen felt his heart stop and his stomach plummet. Why did Kanda have to be so up front with everything?! He took a moment and went over his options once more... They still seemed pretty shitty. He looked over to Kanda only to see that he was but a few feet away from him, with his arms crossed over his chest and his midnight blue eyes gleaming in the moonlight. He couldn't believe he was going to do this, but it seemed telling Kanda the truth really was the best option he had at the moment. How he worded his next answer could be vital to how this whole thing turned out. So he went with a plain and straight-to-the-point answer.

"...Yes." Despite how afraid he now was he still felt as though a huge weight had been lifted from him. After a long period of silence he decided to risk a glance at Kanda to gage the kind of damage he'd just done. He was surprised to see that Kanda didn't look shocked or anything of the sort, he just looked very morose and even more serious than Allen had ever seen him... which was saying a lot.

"Moyashi, you do know what this means right?" Allen felt his breathing become erratic. 'Oh god,' he thought, 'he's going to tell the officials.'

"Y-yah." Allen waited for several moments before Kanda heaved a deep sigh and responded.

"I should report this to the officials. Fuck, I should kill you!" Kanda seemed angry and Allen instantly backed up until he was against the door. He watched the Japanese swordsman intently, knowing full well what he was capable of doing. Kanda took a deep breath and gave small nod of his head in what seemed to Allen like resolve.

"I should... but I don't think that the Order is always right... You can't even begin to imagine the things they'd do to you... you'd wish you were dead. The Order makes a lot of fucking mistakes and I don't think killing you off would be the wisest choice. Having a Noah could come in handy, and the rabbit said something a while back, that I don't think he was supposed to, about the fourteenth. Apparently the last host did some stuff that could be useful to us now, so I think it would be just plain dumb to kill you off. That and you are still a...semi-functioning exorcist and we need all the people we can in this damn war... In other words you can start breathing again Moyashi 'cuz I'm not going to murder you...seriously, your face is turning fucking purple."

After taking several very deep gasping breaths Allen let his mind mull over what had just been said. Basically what he had so far was that Kanda knew he was being taken over by the fourteenth and had decided to....let him live? ...No that couldn't be right.... Then again Kanda wasn't one to wait and think things through, he normally just acted on impulse and if Allen was correct he believed he was, in fact, still alive.

Next thing Kanda knew there was a moyashi squeezing the life out of his stomach. Kanda quickly recognized this gesture as...a hug. Oh god, how he loathed... the hug. And with that thought in mind he promptly threw the bean off him whilst yelling;

"Get the fuck off me before I change my damn mind!"

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Allen quickly recovered from being thrown across the observation deck and almost immediately began arguing with Kanda. When their argument was finally through they both concluded that it would be best if they headed back to their compartment. After all it was only a matter of time before Link became aware of their missing presences and went out looking for them. This conclusion however brought a new thought to Allen's mind.

"Hey, baKanda?" Allen moved swiftly to dodge the fist coming quickly for his head.

"What, Mo-ya-shi?" Kanda grinned as the proclaimed 'moyashi' grimaced at the use of his 'nickname'.

"How was it that you managed to get me up and notice my nightmare before Link? He's actually trained for that sort of thing."

"...I hadn't fallen asleep yet." Allen almost nodded in understanding until his mind fully registered what Kanda had said, he then felt his eyes bulge slightly out of his head.

"But it was nearly three in the morning when you woke me up... and we went to bed really early last night! Why weren't you asleep?" Kanda crossed his arms over his chest once more and leaned against one of the seats, his eyes staring distantly out the slightly foggy window, a frown on his face.

"Che, it's none of your fucking business Moyashi." Allen twitched.

"I was just curious! You don't have to be such an ass about it baKanda!" Allen puffed out his cheeks and Kanda turned his head to look at him briefly before giving a small barely there grin and returning his eyes to the moving landscape.

"...I've been getting a lot of headaches recently and it's made it difficult to sleep. Is that answer good enough for you bean?"

"Yah...but you're still an ass." Kanda rolled his eyes before pushing his body effortlessly from his leaning position on the chair.

"Come on bean, let's get going, your stalker is bound to notice soon."

"Yeah, you're right. Let's go." Allen smiled, he had a feeling he might actually get some sleep this time round. Kanda went around the white haired teen to unlock and open the door.

"What the fuck are you smiling about retard?" Allen felt his smile almost immediately be replaced by a scowl as he walked out the opened door and down the stairs.

"God forbid I'm happy for a couple seconds! Ugh, why are you always so rude!?" Kanda gave him a superior look before whispering;

"Oi, which one of us is being rude now, you should try being more considerate of the other passengers who are currently trying to sleep." Allen wanted to just reach out and smack that smug expression right off that handsome face, however they were now dangerously close to their compartment and he didn't want to cause a fight with Kanda when they were so close to actually getting out of this little ordeal free.

Kanda very carefully slid the door to their compartment open, and peeked his head inside, only to see a very asleep and slightly snoring Link. With a quick motion of his hand he went inside and beckoned the beansprout to follow. They got under their blankets as quietly as they could... minus several minor arguments about how the other was stealing the covers.

After quieting down and falling into that weird state between dreaming and being awake, Allen found himself giving a small smile. He couldn't help but feel kind of glad that someone knew and wasn't going to ostracize him for what was going on. Even if that person was Kanda, who, though he denied it, was hogging all the blankets.


AN: Well there you have it! I hope you liked it!

Thank you for reading my fic and I'd love a review!

~byes