F A I L Chapter 4: Found and Forgotten, a d.gray-man fanfic

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Chapter Four:

Found and Forgotten

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"Innocence activate!"

Kanda swivelled to face the voice as he brought Mugen up into a guard stance. He barely contained his surprise as a strange claw-like hand flung him into the far wall. The Japanese teen ignored his body's protests as he dragged himself to his feet, anchoring himself with Mugen before swinging it in an arc above his head as he deflected a blow from the long-bladed fingers, the harsh ring of metal echoing in his ear. You'll have to do better then that.

The Japanese assassin slashed at the white-cloaked figure who blocked easily with the glove-like armour on his hand. In a flash, Kanda was above his attacker, bringing his katana down on the hooded attacker. The dark-haired teen landed lightly on the ground when his attack was sidestepped. With a merciless smirk, he seized the furred collar and drove his assailant into the wall.

"Too slow," he smirked as he rested the tip of Mugen's blade on the figure's neck. He lowered his blade when the hood fell away. "Mo...ya...shi?!"

The snow-haired boy regarded him coldly beneath a silver mask as Kanda frowned at him. "What the fuck are you wear-"

"You of all people should know this," Allen cut in as he batted the katana aside. "Never hesitate."

Kanda swore as Mugen was torn out of his hands, the katana spinning uselessly away. Fucking brat. He instantly reached inside his coat for two of his concealed blades, brandishing one in each hand. "I fucking hate using these."

Not that you could really be picky in a fight...but still.

The British boy charged towards him, attacking him with deadly precision. Kanda merely smirked as he evaded the onslaught of blows, returning them easily. Their fight now resembled more of a dance as they weaved in and out of each other's aggressions.

"Do you seriously think you can beat me, moyashi?" He scoffed, as he deflected the barrage of silver dealt by the silver-eyed boy.

Allen struggled to remain emotionless as irritation seeped into his mind. "You've never even seen me fight, Kanda, you don't know anything."

"Che. I know that a fucking NOAH like you should die."

The traitorous sprout faltered in his movements, his eyes going wide beneath his mask. "You know that I'm a...?"

Kanda flung his blade at Allen's hand, the cold steel burying deep into the cross engraving. "A motherfucking, traitorous bastard? Yes."

The white-haired boy dislodged the knife with a scowl. "You're a real bloody arsehole." Allen regarded the Japanese assassin with growing anger, his gaze darkening to orbs of ashen grey.

Kanda's expression became impassive as he pushed his anger aside. Kill him first...then fucking take it out on him.

Allen twirled the other knife in his right hand before letting it fall to the ground with a dull thud. There was a low ring as the blade drove deep into the carpeted grounds. Kanda wasted no time as he threw the second knife, this time aiming for the boy's chest. Allen caught it in midair, his features now assuming a look of contempt. "Give up, Kanda. You'll never win," he said, as the dark-haired teen took this moment to retrieve Mugen from the ground/floor.

"Shut the fuck up."

Allen seemed to disappear for a brief moment before reappearing behind Kanda, his claw-like arm outstretched. "You should've given up." Kanda glanced down at the tracks of crimson travelling down his chest. "You think you can beat me with this?" he snorted as he removed his destroyed coat. Allen's impassive expression twisted into a scowl. "Says the one whose bleeding and can barely stand," he retorted.

The onyx-eyed teen twirled to deflect the next onslaught of attacks, ignoring the pain that accompanied the rapid loss of blood. "Tch." He uttered an unintelligible word of disgust as blood began to seep through his sleeveless shirt, the smooth fabric pressing against his wounds.

-- Bound by the Lotus... --

Allen had closed the distance between them, plunging his silver hand into the assassin's stomach. "I'm sorry, Kanda."

"Fuck....you," Kanda spat, between violent coughs of bloods. Red flashed behind his eyes as the British boy rounded on him, backhanding the teen hard into the wall.

He ignored the ring of grey around his vision as he forced himself upright, blood pooling at his feet. Heal dammit.

Allen quirked a brow as Kanda steadied himself with Mugen, obviously reaching his limit. "You can still stand?"

The onyx-eyed teen smirked as he stood up, displaying none of the pain that his eyes betrayed. "You can't kill me," Kanda simply said as he came at the boy with quick, precise cuts. Sparks flew as Allen caught the sword in mid swing.
"Who said anything about killing?" The white-haired boy replied, snapping the blade like a twig between his fingers.

The atmosphere chilled as the piece of steel clattered to the ground.

"You broke Mugen," Kanda said flatly, still holding onto what was left of the broken katana.

Allen cocked his head in mock confusion. "Did I now? What a bloody shame."

The Japanese teen regarded the boy murderously, his lips curled into a sneer of disgust. "You're going to fucking wish you were never fucking born."

The white-haired boy shrugged as he sidestepped a fatal blow. "I already do."

In a split-second, Kanda had drawn his pistol, clicked it off the safety latch and shot.

Allen's eyes widened as a bullet whistled past him, lifting strands of his hair in its wake. He instantly touched his head, staring at the Japanese teen in confusion, "You didn't....kill me?"

It would have been a point-blank shot.....yet....he missed? - That's not possible...Kanda wouldn't miss...he'd-

The Japanese teen slammed his knee into the Allen's stomach, sending the wide-eyed boy stumbling back. He aimed the gun once more.

You won't miss this time, rage whispered in his ear.

Kanda blinked, lowering the gun slightly in barely disguised confusion. I missed? Deep in thought, he barely registered Allen's approach. It wasn't until the white-haired boy was less than a metre away did he look up, his dark gaze met Allen's for a fleeting moment.

With a pang of guilt, Allen dealt a swift blow to Kanda's head, causing the teen to crumple to the ground.

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"What I'm going to tell you next will be shocking...but you must understand...-" Komui trailed off as the phone began to produce incomprehensible noises into his ear before falling to silence. "Kanda?"

Lavi burst into his room, flame red eyebrows drawn together in a frown. "Komui!" He blurted, waving his hands around erratically. "Kanda- he - Allen - they... Somebody - cut the - nothing we can - WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO?!"

Komui pursed his lips, returning the phone to its cradle. "Calm down Lavi...now repeat what you just said slowly."

The hacker took in a deep breath before launching into an explanation. "Someone physically cut the line...which means, we can't reach Kanda...and I think it might have been Al, which means that NOAH has moved!"

"Shit." The Chinese man clenched his hand tightly into a fist. "Thank you, Lavi...you can leave now, I need some time to think."

"Send me." Lavi's mouth was set in a firm line of determination.

Komui's reply was instant: "No."

"But you know I can fight Komui, if you'd just let me get my hammer and use-"

"No." He interrupted, "I won't send you on a wild goose chase Lavi, it doesn't matter whether you can fight or not, I need you here."

"But-"

"If you're so desperate to help. Do what you do best. Find Kanda..."

Lavi bowed his head as he left the room, hundreds of thoughts whirling in his head. Find Yuu...

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Allen let out a sigh of relief as the engines dulled to a loud hum, signalling that the icy take off from the banks of Lake Ladoga had been a success. He undid his seatbelt with a click as a small light signalled that is it was safe to do so. With a smile, he left the small plane interior and entered the cockpit. "I didn't know you could fly a jet, Lulu Bell."

The blonde woman glanced at him. "You should change out of that." She made a small gesture at his bloodstained clothes. "There are clothes in the small compartment near the back."

The white-haired boy grimaced as the plane did a small jump. "Sure, thanks."

Allen cautiously made his way to the compartment she had indicated, tearing off the atrocious shirt Mikk had provided him with a grin. He tossed the bloodied scrap aside, along with the discarded cape and mask. "Thank God for that..." He muttered, changing into a clean grey shirt and black loose pants. His stomach did a flip as the cabin jolted, sending him stumbling to the other side of the plane. "Urgh."

Lulu Bell was flying them to Moscow Airport which they would then board a six hour flight back home under the pretence of a medical emergency.

Home...

The word sounded foreign in his mind...after all, it had been nearly two years since he had seen his family back in Madrid, Spain: their current residence.

Allen drew his attention back to the unconscious teen who now lay sprawled across a stretcher, balanced precariously on a row of chairs. The silver-eyed boy frowned as his gaze fell on the bloodied mess of Kanda's shirt. With a twinge of guilt, he gently removed the destroyed material taking care when he neared the multiple wounds inflicted on the well-muscled chest. A blush crept onto his cheeks as he gently traced the contours of Kanda's torso though the wet cloth, gently wiping away the dry blood. His hand hovered for a moment as he admired the teen's smooth skin now marred by the wounds he himself had dealt. Swallowing thickly, Allen put aside the stained cloth, turning expectantly when Lulu Bell's voice floated over the intercom. "We'll be arriving at Moscow Airport in twenty minutes, Walker. Make sure that neither you nor the target have any metal objects on you."

Allen gulped nervously as his eyes flitted to the dark pants Kanda was wearing. No way... He wouldn't conceal blades in his pants... He dragged a hand through his snowy hair as he tugged off Kanda's boots. Lord help me....

Blushing furiously, Allen yanked up the leg of the teen's trousers, brushing lightly against the pale skin. He hastily removed the hidden blade, before dragging the dark material down. What the bloody hell is wrong with me... It's just Kanda... He's a GUY for goodness sake...-not to mention he's the enemy...

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Lavi sighed as the computer emitted a short beep. "Where the hell did Allen take Yuu?" He swiftly turned off the monitor when Lenalee stepped into the room, carefully balancing a tray of coffee. "Yuu? You mean Kanda right...What about Kanda?"

"Nothing much," the redhead hastily replied, receiving his mug of coffee. "I'm just backin' up Yuu-chan while he's on his mission."

The Chinese girl regarded him skeptically for a moment. "Kanda's not in trouble....is he -I mean...with Allen and all..."

The green-eyed teen laughed, running his fingers through his flame red hair. "Yuu-chan...in trouble? Nah. It's cool at the moment."

"MY SWEET LENALEE~!" Komui cried out from the room next door. "IS THAT YOU~?"

Lenalee sweatdropped as the Supervisor continued to wail for his beloved sister. "Sorry Lavi, I'll talk with you later at dinner?"

The redhead waved at the Chinese girl as she backed out of the room. "Later." Lavi instantly switched on the monitor as the door clicked shut. Lenalee still doesn't know about last night...nor should she. It'd only make her cry...

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Allen stifled another yawn as he pushed the stretcher through the terminal. The silver-eyed boy sighed as he strapped the stretcher in place, before seating himself beside it. Six hours to go... There was a small click as Lulu Bell sat down behind him. Allen leant back against the seat's headrest in an attempt to get comfortable. The white coat he wore rubbed uncomfortably against his skin and the blond wig itched incessantly. It took all of him just to sit still.

"This is your Captain speaking, we will be taking off shortly. I hope you have a comfortable flight aboard this plane."

Allen closed his eyes as the plane lurched into movement, the wheels moving along the runway. I wonder...if everyone will hate me. Not that it matters... I'm never going to see them again. He held his breath as the wheels broke away from the ground. Lord help them...

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"C'mon Yuu, be nice to the new guy."

"Don't fucking call me that."

"Don't be mean." -laughter- "This is Al, he's an assassin like you!"

"Che. A moyashi like him....he couldn't kill a fly even if he tried."

"Kanda! Don't be mean to Allen... He just came back from his first mission as a Black Order assassin..."

"Huh. Like I give a shit. Sprouts that can't do anything and fuck up on their first mission can just go die."

"KANDA!!"

"Oi. Moyashi... What the fuck are you doing?"

"Che, you're so clumsy... Now quit staring at my hand and take it. You're blocking the path."

"Thank you Allen. It's great to see you working so hard, but feel free to take a break."

"Komui's right, Al. Ya gotta take a break every once in a while y'know..."

"What the hell. What do you think you're doing?! Tch. It's only a little cut, there's no way I'm going to the infirmary for something as small as this."

"Don't forget to return safely!"

"Mo...ya...shi?!"

"You think you can beat me with this?"

"Fuck...you."

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