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Author note: My grammar is probably crap but im really tired little cousins will do that to you. Not sure how much sense this makes but here it is anyway i hope someone likes it. Happy Easter everybody :) and thanks to anyone whose reviewed, followed or favourited. Sorry it took forever.
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Allen thankfully arrived at Komui's office without further incident. He would've run screaming if he ran into Lenalee or that pain in the ass link, who he was sure was lurking somewhere in these dark halls like the cockroach he was. He rapped sharply on the door waiting for an answer. His irritation and rage came back full force as the black order chief kept him waiting. 'That son of a bitch I can hear him in there, he better open this door in the next three seconds or I'm breaking it down'. Just then the door swung open revealing an overly happy Komui. "Ah Allen-kun what are you doing this fine afternoon?" The black order chief while normally of a sunny disposition was strangely exuberant and it only pissed Allen off more than he already was.
Komui started as Allen's black aura normally produced during poker and other unsavoury activities shrouded him. This could not be good. An uneasy feeling crept over him, similar to the occurrence of when in the lab he mixed two highly volatile chemicals together and can only watch as it bubbles ominously and hope he can duck fast enough before it blows up in his face. Yes this was a familiar feeling: a feeling of foreboding.
Allen pushed past him into the room and Komui had to throw an hand out against the wall to stop himself from slipping on one of the many papers that littered his office floor and breaking his neck. Though a second later he wished he'd slipped as Allen turned to face him. He was suddenly glad not for the first time in his life that looks couldn't kill. If they could there was no doubt in his mind that he'd be on the floor twitching violently as he chocked to death on his own vomit. Allen pulled his hood down revealing his cat ears and carefully unwound his tail from his waist letting it do whatever it wanted. He had no control of the fluffy appendage anyway.
Komui gave him a calculating look as he stared at his cat features. Hopefully grasping that it was his fault that they were there and thinking about ways he could fix it. In reality he was thinking about how this had happened and if he could replicate it because Lenalee would look adorable with kitty ears and a tail. He was torn out of his musing as a chill went down his spine as if someone was stepping over his grave though as he looked into narrowed grey eyes he thought it was more like digging his grave. Allen's voice was a cat like hiss though he was sure he wouldn't appreciate the comparison "This is your fault fix it"
"Ahahaha let's do some tests Allen-kun see how much this has effected you". Allen gritted his teeth but followed the black order chief as he lead them towards the infirmary. God knows you can't let Allen go anywhere himself he'd be more likely to end up in Nebraska than the infirmary.
When they got there Komui shooed the few nurses there were out and closed the door ensuring privacy. He was led to a bed at the end of the room which was odd because there was no one else in the infirmary. He shrugged it off as unimportant and sat down impatiently as Komui fluttered around gathering things. He finally stood still and started the examination. Komui did some basic reaction tests. Such shining a light in his eyes which were now overly sensitive and made him flinch away. Testing not only his cat ears but his normal ones as well. He could hear very well out of his cat ears and they could pick up things very easily so when Komui whipped out a blow horn the noise was so loud Allen fell off the bed with a strangled cry hands flying up to his cat ears which had flattened with displeasure. Muffled curses ensued as Komui scribbled more things down on his clipboard. He asked a series of questions he didn't know the answer too and then looked at him with a positively beaming face that made him want to break it. He couldn't watch as Komui took a few vials of blood. Something about watching his blood fill glass vials squicked him out.
"Well then Allen-kun let's take a look at your innocence". Komui turned placing his clipboard on the bedside table and spun around holding a drill he conjured from god knows where. There was silence for a second and time stood still as Komui and Allen looked at each other. Then like an explosion Allen was of the bed and heading for the door. He was only two feet away from the door when a hand grabbed his tail and yanked hard making him cry out in pain as he fell to the floor. A quick over the shoulder look had him confirming that is was Komui who grabbed his tail and not some freak apparition like he was hoping 'the bastard that really hurt'. Komui's glasses were flashing in the light and a small smile on the mans face had him clawing at the floor to get away. Komui was deceptively strong that was what Allen thought as the man dragged him back to the bed by his tail his nails leaving deep gouges in the floor trailing all the way to the bed.
Anyone passing by the infirmary doors cringed in horror at the noises coming from inside they could only pray that whoever it was that had fallen into the black order chiefs clutches would be mentally sound after he was done.
After he was tortured ahem sorry 'examined' by Komui Allen was left feeling tired, hungry and weak. "Come back in tomorrow Allen-kun and we'll take a look at your blood test. Have a good rest" Komui was disgustingly cheerful as he pushed him out the door.
Allen even though hungry had no desire to go to the cafeteria and decided to go back to his room and sleep, hopefully this would all prove to be a horrid nightmare.
After Allen left Komui went back to his office where he became an emotional wreck. He was desperate to find the experiment notes in his mess of an office. God only knew what Allen would do to him if he didn't find them. As much as the scientist in him was over joyed at Allen's predicament the rest of him had a sense of self preservation and he would no longer have a self left to preserve if he didn't find those notes.