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Chapter Six:

Past and Present

It was like the world froze over and time stood still. His ears heard nothing but the sound of shallow breathing, even and slow. His eyes remained blind to all but the silver which held him, tracing the contours of his still form. Endless thoughts tumbled in his mind, a swirl of incomprehensible words.

He couldn't believe it.

If he wasn't human...then what was he? - heck he had considered millions of reasons as to why he was in this predicament... But to doubt his own humanity? That would be complete lunacy. To believe the words of a traitor.

He wouldn't believe it.

--"No...you're not."--

"Che. I don't believe you." He rose abruptly to his feet, yanking the white-haired boy off his feet by the collar of his shirt. "So quit fucking with me, Noah, I'm not buying your shit."

Allen seemed unperturbed, replying: "There's no need to 'buy' anything, Kanda, and I never asked you to believe me. I simply think that you deserve to know the truth."

Kanda released the silver-eyed boy with a scowl, throwing him against the wall. "Shut the fuck up. I don't want to listen to your bullshit."

Pain flashed briefly in the orbs of silver before quickly disappearing under a forced smile. "You are one of the few surviving subjects of a project known as 'Yi Ming' otherwise known as -"

"Second Life." Kanda translated offhandedly, though his eyes said otherwise. Allen could see a shadow of fear blurred between specks of blue. "Do you know what it is?" he asked quietly.

"I don't care."

"Don't you?" Allen abruptly stood up, coming inches from Kanda. "You don't care-"

Before Kanda could react, two ice-cold fingers traced over his tattoo, leaving behind a strange tingling sensation.

"- about this?"

The touch remained for a fleeting moment before it moved to his wrist, ghosting over the beads that encircled it.

"Don't you want to be free of this life?"

"My life is none of your concern."

Allen suppressed a wave of annoyance as he heaved a sigh. "Look Kanda. I don't know if you're just being an insufferable jerk or simply too stupid to understand. I'm trying to help you!"

"I don't want your fucking help," Kanda growled, ripping the bracelet off his wrist. Allen flinched as the beads slipped free of the string, clattering to the floor.

"Kanda..."

"Just shut up," the dark-haired teen snapped, onyx eyes burning flashing with fury. Kanda suddenly slammed his foot into Allen's stomach, sending the boy stumbling back in a coughing fit. His expression remained blank as he strode past the shuddering boy, coming to a stop at the locked door.

"The...code...is 2768," the white-haired boy managed between shaky breaths. Kanda frowned in response, sceptically keying in the numbers. The door swung open and without a moment's hesitation, Kanda stepped into the darkness.

Silver eyes followed helplessly as he was rendered still with exhaustion. Laying his head against the cool tiles, Allen curled into a ball on his side. Oh God...I've completely screwed up...

~Come and join F.A.I.L! We've got Kanda plushies! Bribery much? *shrugs* I WANTS!!

Komui strode into the room with a sigh, greeting the occupants with a tired smile. "He hasn't been sleeping has he?" He asked, gesturing at the slumped form.

Reever shook his head, "Lavi hasn't slept since Kanda disappeared."

Said teen sat up with a start when the phone started ringing, earning him several concerned gazes. "Damn, I fell asleep didn't I?" The redhead mumbled, reaching to take the phone call. "Yo, Lavi speaking."

"Che. Baka Usagi... Took you long enough."

Lavi's mouth fell open as he shot to his feet. "YUU-CHAN?!"

Komui's eyes widened. "Kanda?!" he yelled, leaping to the nearest phone.

"Tch. Don't call me that."

"Where are you?! Are you okay?!"

"I'm fine. Where's Komui."

"He's right here... I'll give it to him."

Komui took the phone with a smile before leaving the room. "Komui speaking."

"Explanations. Now."

"Look Kanda, I never thought it would come to this... I-I had planned to create a cure before it got this stage," Komui collapsed into his chair with a sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I'm sorry."

"Che," Kanda muttered. "Doesn't matter anymore." What the fuck...does everyone know what's happening except for me?!

"How much do you know? Or more correctly...how much do you remember?"

"Just tell me everything." Kanda scowled as a prolonged silence tested his rapidly diminishing patience. "Komui..." he growled warningly, glaring daggers at the phone in his hand.

"Sorry," The Supervisor eventually replied heaving a sigh. "You don't realise how hard it is to suddenly tell you all of this."

"I don't care how you say it, so you might as well spit it out before I get over there and beat it out of you."

"Very well. I'll tell you it bluntly, since you clearly don't have the patience for anything else."

"Che."

"Ten years ago, the F.A.I.L Branch in Asia began experimenting with a substance known as 'Innocence'. However, these experiments soon turned to a project...to revive the dead. This project was known as-"

"Yi Ming," Kanda finished.

"...Yes...Yi Ming was the name of the project...it is taboo to mention it in F.A.I.L. because it could barely be called a success. At first, many people offered their deceased comrades as subjects of this project, hoping to bring back the life of their loved ones. Unfortunately, those of the White Order soon found that only a handful of these people were compatible with the 'Innocence' and even less had any reaction to the tests." Komui cringed as he inwardly recalled the grotesque images he had been shown previously. "Most subjects...were mutilated beyond recognition..." He trailed off to murmur his respects, a brief prayer whispered in the silence.

The Japanese assassin on the other hand, suppressed a rising sigh as he waited restlessly for the Chinese man to continue. After what felt like an eternity, Komui spoke again, "It's not surprising...that they soon began to create subjects to work with... or in other words, artificial humans. Due to the previous results, there were no complaints, but with a dwindling supply in money and resources, even the artificial subjects became fewer and fewer as the revival experiments continued to fail. One day, a new scientist joined the ranks and came up with the idea of a regenerative body...that way...the subject could be killed over and over again...That...was the Lotus Mark..."

The Japanese teen detected hesitance in the supervisor's tone, an avoidance of certain subjects.

"Komui. If you don't tell me everything right now. I..." For a moment, Kanda almost lost it as a surge of emotion suddenly welled up from within him. Almost. "I'm going to kill you," he quietly reiterated, cursing his momentary loss of control.

The Supervisor inwardly winced. Kanda made a lot of threats, most could be passed off...but this. Komui gripped the phone so tightly, his knuckles went white.

This. Was serious.

Finally, the Chinese man complied, his tone weighed down by years of guilt. "You were the first subject to bear the Lotus Mark...and you were the last. Almost immediately after you were operated on, the scientist vanished as suddenly as he had first appeared. We don't know his name, and little is remembered of his appearance - believe me Kanda, when I say that we've looked."

"Tch. When was he last seen. And where." His voice was flat, carefully void of any emotion that brewed within him.

"I...don't think there are any recorded sightings. However... You were created in the Asian Branch...if there's any place to start looking it would be-"

-beep-beep-beep-beep-

Kanda slammed the phone back into its cradle, swivelling to glare at Allen who had carefully manoeuvred himself to the foot of his bed.

"Oi, Moyashi. I have a deal for you."

~We've also got Allen plushies!~

"Madrid, Spain," Lavi announced as he strode into the office, his laptop balanced precariously on his side. "I have the GPS co-ordinates."

Komui nodded grimly as he pushed away remaining thoughts of the conversation. "Thanks Lavi...but, I won't be sending anyone."

"WHAT?!" The redhead smashed the wall behind him in wave of anger. "Kanda cou-"

"Kanda's fine. He's..." The Chinese man paused to search for a suitable term, "on a personal mission."

"A personal mission," he repeated in disbelief. "For what."

"That's none of your concern. This mission is for Kanda to complete. Alone. - What I need, is files on the members of NOAH. Who they are, what they can do." Komui gave the hacker one final look before submersing himself in the nearest pile of paperwork. Lavi frowned slightly, knowing that there was little he could do to help the teen without directly disobeying the Supervisor. Heaving a sigh of resignation, he walked dejectedly back to his place in the room next door.

~and Noah voodoo dolls?~

Violet eyes dilated to the uncanny size of saucepans, as the forest-haired figure slumped to the ground. Had Lavi been more observant, he may have noticed the figure, pressed flat against the wall - listening.

But he was too absorbed in telling Komui his findings.

Had that same redhead glanced back - even once as he left, he would've heard, seen even, the same figure fleeing off into the direction of her bedroom.

But he hadn't.

If a nearby finder...any finder had been more curious, he would have asked why the girl had not been accompanied by one of his rank as she boarded the small boat...why she was in a strange black dress as opposed to the F.A.I.L uniform.

But he hadn't.

Maybe if had Komui not been so intent on distracting himself with paperwork, he may have somehow sensed the departure of his sister.

Maybe.

~Join F.A.I.L or Kanda will hide under your bed at night and kill you. ~

"A deal. For me?" Allen smiled wryly. "Now what would that be, Ba-Kan-da?" There was an edge of smug satisfaction in his tone as the silver-eyed boy sported a mocking expression.

Kanda's glare softened, knowing that the sudden confidence was merely a front the moyashi was putting on to hide the pain brought on by that...NOAH...inside him. "Che, don't get too excited," Kanda responded, raising a sardonic brow. "You don't even know what it is yet."

Allen's face split into a wide grin, amusement brightening the moonlight gaze. "Excited? That doesn't even cut it. I'm abso-bloody-lutely enthralled. Please...don't keep me in suspense."

The brow rose higher as sarcasm levels sky-rocketed, leaving the teen unsure of whether he should be amused or annoyed. "Quit it," he finally growled. "You're not fooling anyone with your stupid act."

"What act?" Allen inquired innocently as he broke into an even wider smile. Kanda stared at the boy for several moments, before looking away. "Che. Whatever. I don't care."

"But what about the deal?"

"Look." Kanda snapped. "I need to find him. You need to find him. But I know where to find him. And you don't."

"What makes you think that?"

"I'd be dead," he answered bluntly.

~Seriously what kind of organisation names themselves….F.A.I.L O_o~

Lavi frowned as a tag rose from the bottom right hand corner of his screen.

ShadowedTease would like to start a conversation with you. Do you accept?

"Shadowed...tease," Lavi muttered, staring at the screen with a frown. "How on Earth did he get past my firewall?!" The grey rectangle continued to flash insistently as he contemplated whether he should accept or not. Ah what the hell...

CarrotMachine has accepted, start chat room.

ShadowedTease says: Good Afternoon, Bookman Jr. is it?

CarrotMachine says: Who the f*ck are you?! And how the f*ck did you get past my firewall!?

ShadowedTease says: I'm sure you can answer those questions yourself, Mr Bookman. But I'll save you the trouble..

Lavi froze, unsure of what to say next. Who is this guy?! How does he know my name?! He-

"No way." The redhead muttered aloud. "There's is no way that..."

ShadowedTease says: Tyki Mikk, Computer specialist of NOAH. Let's become good acquaintances.

ShadowedTease has closed the chatroom.

Lavi stared at the screen with a dumbfounded expression. "What the fuck?!"

Suddenly Reever burst into the room panting heavily. "She's...she's...GONE!"

"What is it Reever? Who is?"

Everyone in the building cringed as a wail echoed throughout the walls of F.A.I.L:

"MY SWEET LENALEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

~CARROTMACHINE (My idea ^^) Oh dears...such language....

"You're leaving?" Rhode whined as she trailed after the silver-eyed boy. "But you've only been here for a few days!"

Kanda fought back the urge to pummel the noisy brat as he strode beside Allen with an irritated scowl.

Allen seemed to be thinking along the same lines as he tried and failed to explain to the blue-haired girl that he had to leave and it wasn't the end of the world that he was doing and that he would be back.

"Where are you going, Allen?"

Kanda twitched at the sultry tone, turning instantly to face the voice. A tall dark-skinned man leant casually against the door, golden eyes glinting with amusement. "Well?"

Kanda glowered at the dark-haired man with barely veiled hatred.

"We're going to China," Allen replied curtly, "now give me the katana."

"This?" Tyki inquired, drawing out Mugen with a smirk. "Now why in the world did you ask me to fix this?"

Allen scowled. "I didn't ask you to fix it. I gave it to Skin you bastard."

The man shrugged. "Whatever. Just answer my question and you can have the stupid sword."

Kanda ground his teeth as hatred billowed out in waves around him. That bastard is touching Mugen. He's going to fucking di-

"Don't." Allen said, holding his arm in front of the furious assassin. "And where we go is none of your business, Mikk." Silver-eyes clashed with gold as a silent message passed between them.

Eventually, the golden-eyed man relented, throwing the now-sheathed sword with a lazy flick of the wrist.

Kanda plucked it out of thin air, tying it swiftly to the belt before Allen could react.

Tyki merely raised an eyebrow before turning away. "Don't get yourself killed, Allen."

"I won't."

"Che. What are we waiting for? Let's go already," Kanda growled impatiently as various member's of the NOAH 'family' trickled into the lobby to say goodbye.

Allen willing complied, giving a quick wave to his family before dragging the Japanese teen out of the door behind him. "Can you fly?"

"What?!" Is he on crack or something?!

"Fly," Allen repeated. "A plane?" He gestured to the rather large machine behind him, which looked like some bored engineer had decided to see what a plane would look like if he'd combined it with a rocket and a UFO

"Oh...yeah," Kanda replied offhandedly, folding his arms over his chest.

"You do?!" Allen said unsure of whether he should be surprised or amused that the Kanda Yuu could fly a plane.

"What's so funny," Kanda growled when the white-haired boy began to chuckle before doubling over in laughter. "Oi!"

"Sorry," Allen replied not feeling sorry at all, "Just.. .you...a pilot?"

"Che. Shut up and open the door already."

Allen merely smirked as the door slid open, revealing a sleek hi-tech cabin. "Well what are you waiting for, Bakanda? We have an organisation to bring down."

Humour isn't really my forte, but i hope you enjoy this anyway xDDD

Omake: If Kanda was an Alien.

The Japanese teen scowled. "I'm fucking human. Wha-"

"No…" Allen cut in as he knelt down in front of the dark-haired teen. Silver eyes softened, as they traced over the still figure.

"No...you're not."

The white-haired boy jabbed his finger at the strange marking on Kanda's chest. "You're an alien."

"What," Kanda deadpanned.

"You're an alien," Allen repeated firmly. "This tattoo on your chest proves it! It's not even Japanese!"

"It's a Buddhist symbol," Kanda replied flatly.

Snowy brows knitted together at this statement. "Well... You're hair! No normal guy would grow their hair as long as you do! You're an alien... Just admit it!!"

Kanda resisted the urge to slam his head into the nearest wall, as the Moyashi straightened with a satisfied huff.

"I...for the last goddamn time, AM NOT ALIEN! My hair is long. Yes. What the fuck is wrong with that. I can grow my hair as long as I like, that doesn't make me a fucking alien!"

Allen waved his hands wildly at the Japanese teen. "YOU'RE HAIR IS BLUE!"

"It's the light, idiot."

"YOU'RE TOO PALE TO BE HUMAN!"

"You're the fucking Snow White here."

"...YOU'RE TOO PRETTY TO BE A GUY!"

...................*twitch*

/End Omake xD

Well that ends another chapter ^^ no cliffhanger this time xD....kinda...

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