Equal Rights For Woman Chapter 6: Guilt, a d.gray-man fanfic

Guess who's not dead? Me!! SO here's the next chapter. More angst-y stuff happens towards the end. It's in my nature I guess.

Oh, special shout out to Ravenna-Song. She read this literally as I was writing it (we go to the same school) so I hope you enjoy all the little bits I added in at home.

I don't own D.Gray-Man.

Allen, who was an early riser, had just finished getting dressed when a knocking came from the front hallway. He spared a glance at the still sleeping Kanda before going downstairs to open the door. Standing in the doorway was the mayor.

"Hello there Mrs. Walker," the man greeted happily.

"Hello."

"Well come on now, time for you to start making for the men folk.

Allen looked up at the sky. It was still dark out! How many people did he have to cook for? And how long would it take?

He followed the mayor to a small building behind the mess hall. Apparently it was the kitchen (as indicated by the sign). When Allen entered there were already some women there.

"Hello ladies, I've brought Mrs. Walker here to help. She's the wife of our newest citizen, Kanda Walker, and will be helping with most of the meals. Well, back to work now ladies.

"So what are we making?" he asked.

"Waffels, pancakes, French toast, Hash browns, eggs, toast, cereal, English muffins, bacon, fruit, oatmeal, doughnuts, coffee, tea, fresh juice, and milk. There's plenty to go around so grab a frying pan."

Allen moved forward and started to help out a blonde women making the waffles.

"Hi," Allen said smiling. "My names Allison Walker." He stuck his hand out.

"I'm Janet Oberman," she said returning his handshake.

"It's a pleasure to meet you."

"The pleasures all mine."

"So how long have you lived here Janet?"

"A little over a year. My husband, Jack, decided that this would be a good place to raise a family."

"And what do you think?" Allen asked.

"I think this place is bloody messed up. Whoever heard of men who weren't able to make a cup of coffee or get there own breakfast? My husband used to do it at our old house. They are full grown men, not babies. But everyone here seems to think so, which is ridiculous."

"I agree with you. They are capable of pouring themselves a bowl of cereal. Laundry on the other hand…"

They both laughed at the fact that most men seemed incapable of separating whites from colours.

"My husband once turned all his socks red," Janet said laughing.

"I don't trust my husband enough to let him touch our clothes," Allen lied.

The bigger women from before who had told Allen to get a frying pan sneered. So the new girl thought herself above her husband in something? She would have to be taught a lesson. Publicly.

"Get to work!" she barked at them. "And no talking!"

Both Allen and Janet stopped their giggles and continued to work; both glad to have made a friend. After a couple of hours they were done with the cooking.

"Ok," the big one said. "Time to serve it to the men folk."

When Kanda awoke, the first thing he noticed was that he was in a bigger bed. The second thing he noticed was that Allen was missing.

"God damn bloody bean sprout can't even bother to tell me where the hell he's going," he grumbled as he stepped into the shower. He stayed in there thinking letting the water run down his toned chest as he tried to figure out where Allen had gone.

A number of different ideas played through his mind as he got dressed. It was easy to that Allen had been there up until a few hours ago. And the front door was still locked, so there was no forced entry. Allen's sense of direction (or lack thereof) stopped him from wandering through the town by himself. That left Kanda with only one option.

"That idiot got himself kidnapped through the window."

Kanda left the house to find the mayor. The town may be filled with whack jobs, but at least they could keep track of everything.

"Excuse me," Kanda called as he neared the round man. "Have you seen my wife this morning?"

"Yes, I collected her this morning to help cook breakfast. Why? Did she not inform you that she was leaving?"

"No she didn't," Kanda said darkly.

"Well then I guess you'll have to talk to her about that later on tonight. Right now though, it's time for breakfast. I'll show you to the mess hall where we eat all of our meals. Breakfast is served at 7 am sharp and is over by 8. If you are unable to attend for some reason your wife will be able to get into the kitchen to fix you up a meal. Lunch is 12 and over at 1. Again, if you miss it or you're looking for a light snack your wife can fix one up for you. Dinner is from 6 to 7 with dessert at 7:30. After that the kitchen is closed and you won't be able to eat after that," the mayor explained. Both men continued walking until they reached the building. "And here we are."

"Hm."

As they entered the room Kanda had no problem finding Allen, who was talking another woman. He marched over to the white haired boy and dragged him along. "Come on moyashi, it looks pretty bad when I can't even keep control over my wife." Allen and Kanda found an empty spot and sat down. The food, which had been set out before the doors were opened, was ready to be eaten. As Kanda took his first bite so did Allen. As he was eating, he noticed that the bossy lady from the kitchen was sitting beside the mayor which suggested that s he was his wife. She was telling him something and they were both looking in his direction. He pushed them to the back of his mind and continued eating.

"Ah, a lovely meal as always," the mayor said patting his full belly. "And a special congratulation goes out to Mrs. Walker." He looked right at Allen, who knew that this wouldn't turn out good. He shifted closer to Kanda who pushed him away slightly.

"Get off me bean sprout," he muttered under his breath. Allen shrank into himself knowing he was going this alone.

"She truly is incredible. She is able to cook, talk, laugh, and insult her husband all at the same time." The room was filled with the sound of women gasping and then went quiet.

"She also refused to tell her husband where she was going this morning and left him in a panic. What decent husband wouldn't worry about his wife?" The women looked at Allen sympathetically. Kanda moved further away from the white haired boy, angry that he had been the topic of gossip.

"As most of you know, the punishment for both of these crimes is a whipping. But since the Walkers are new I'll be kind and make it 20 lashes instead of the regular 40. And Mr. Walker won't have to deliver them, I will."

Two men came forward and grabbed Allen's arms and dragged him to the front of the mess hall. He looked to Kanda for support, but the dark haired boy's eyes were cold and black. Allen held back a sob.

When he reached the front, he was turned around to face everyone. The mayor opened the back of his dress and Allen squeezed his eyes shut.

The whip tore into his flesh, spraying droplets of blood in the small area.

He knew his back was a mess. It would be pure hell moving for the next few days.

Tears ran down his face, but he refused to give in and make a sound.

The men released his arms and Allen fell. The last thing he saw before darkness enclosed him was Kanda's look of regret.

Kanda couldn't believe what he had just seen. Allen's face twisted up in pain. He was just crying, refusing to let any sound pass through his lips.

It broke Kanda's heart.

When the lashings were finally over and Allen lay on the floor passed out, Kanda went up to get him.

"Now Mr. Walker, your wife will still be expected to help cook dinner tonight. So make sure she rests for a bit."

"Pardon me," Kanda said holding in his irritation. "But I don't think she'll be able to move from her bed for a few days."

"Well, I suppose that is so. It's been so long since we had a new couple that I guess we forgot how bad the first whipping session is. She will be allowed 3 days rest."

Kanda still didn't think that was enough time for Allen's body to heal, but it seemed that 3 days was all he was going to be able to get out of the fat mayor.

One more person I'd like to make a shout out to, my friend Yu-chan who's finding high school drama to be a bit too much. Good luck to you!!

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