Chapter 3
Kanda slowly opened his eyes to look up at the stone ceiling. He was considerably cold and sat up in bed, looking around the room. Kanda stepped out of bed and slipped his shirt on, not seeing the Phantom, but hearing the faint melody of a piano.
"I remember there was mist,
Swirling mist upon a vast, glassy lake.
There were candles all around,
And on the lake there was a boat,
And in the boat there was a man." Kanda sang, causing the Phantom to turn from his piano to see the black haired teen. Kanda walked up to Allen and ran his fingers through the teen's white hair. Allen relaxed in Kana's arms as the black-haired teen continued to run his fingers through Allen's silky hair. Kanda's fingers slowly creeped up to Allen's face.
"Who was that shape in the shadows?
Whose is the face in the mask?" Kanda quickly pulled off the black-half mask.
Allen covered his face with his hands and pushed Kanda away.
"D*** you!
You little prying Pandora!
You little demon!
Is this what you wanted to see?" Allen briefly looked in the mirror, but not long enough for Kanda to see.
"Curse you!
You little lying Delilah!
You little viper!
Now you can never be free!
D*** you...
Curse you...
Stranger than you dreamt it
Can you even dare to look?
Or bare to think of me:
this loathsome gargoyle, who burns in h***,
but secretly yearns for heaven,
secretly... secretly...
Kanda...
Fear can turn to love - you'll learn to see
to find the man behind the monster:
this repulsive carcass, who seems a beast
but secretly dreams of beauty,
secretly... secretly...
Oh, Kanda…" Allen sang, as tears threatened to fall.
Kanda handed Allen the mask back.
Allen turned away from Kanda as he slipped the mask on. The Phantom turned back to Kanda, "Come, we must return. Those two fools who run my theater will be missing you."