Warnings: Yaoi, possible OOC, probable cursing, possible violence…maybe

Disclaimer: I do not own D. Gray-Man.

Weeks passed, and Kanda still hadn't gotten a chance to apologize. Whenever he arrived home, Allen either wasn't there, or, if he was, he would head straight to his bedroom without a look in Kanda's direction. Because Allen was avoiding him, Kanda thought the white haired boy was mad at him, but, in reality, Allen was doing what he thought would make Kanda happy. Both were pretty miserable, and they hoped something would happen soon to fix the problem. Something would happen that would fix the problem at hand, but it would also cause a new one.

Lavi and Allen walked home from work together like they had for the past couple weeks. They hadn't spotted the strange man again once they changed their route home, but they weren't taking any chances.

Allen saw five people standing in a group on the sidewalk across the street. When the group spotted Lavi and Allen, they crossed the street toward them. Allen, now a little frightened, nudged Lavi and tilted his head in the group's direction. Lavi grabbed Allen's arm gently and started to pull him along. The group of people stopped in front of Allen and Lavi and stared at them. There was one girl of about fourteen and four men. One of the men was the man who had been stalking Allen—the same man who had given Allen his scar; he was absolutely sure of it now.

"Allen Walker," spoke the stalker. Allen back away slightly, his eyes wide.

"Aw! Look what you did Joido," the girl said sweetly. "You scared him."

"Who the hell are you people?" demanded Lavi, worried about his friend.

"Oh, we're just some old acquaintances of Allen's," the stalker—Joido—said as he started to walk toward Allen.

Lavi stepped in front of Allen, still holding onto the wide eyed boy's arm. Joido sighed and snapped his fingers; two of the other men rushed forward and grabbed Lavi's arms, dragging him away from Allen. Now that his only form of support was taken away, Allen fell to the ground.

"What the hell are you doing?" Lavi exclaimed as Joido stalked forward to stand in front of Allen.

Joido ignored the orange haired man and squatted down, now face to face with Allen. "Why, hello there, Allen." Joido reached out and grabbed Allen's jaw, bringing the boy's face closer to his own.

Allen could hear his own rapid heartbeat, showing how terrified he really was. He was also only slightly aware of Lavi screaming in the background.

Joido, seeing the utter fear in Allen's eyes, shoved the boy onto his side. Allen stayed there, practically catatonic, until the last man stepped forward and started to kick him. Lavi struggled to get free so he could help Allen, but it was useless; the two men holding him were too strong. The orange haired man tried to kick the men holding him, but one punched him in the face. The young girl watched this happen with a smile on her innocent looking face.

Allen, trying to curl into a ball to protect himself, felt the man start to punch him. He felt each punch and kick and wished for it to be over. When the man stopped, he grabbed Allen's arms, pulled them behind the boy, and pulled him to his feet.

Painfully, Allen held his head up and looked around for Lavi; instead he saw Joido heading for him with a knife in his hands. He whimpered and started to struggle, remembering what happened the last time the man came at him with a knife. At this point, he was gasping for breath, partially from the pain and partially from the fear of what would happen to him. They could all tell the boy was having a panic attack, and they didn't care. They did care, however, when he started to scream loudly, drawing attention to them. They knew if he continued to scream, they would be caught.

The men holding Allen and Lavi dropped them to the ground roughly, and the group walked briskly away. Lavi hurried to Allen's side; the boy was laying on his side staring at nothing.

"Allen!" Lavi tried to get his attention.

The boy had blood all over his face and the front of his shirt, and Lavi hoped his nose wasn't broken. Lavi saw bruises on every spot of skin that was visible.

"Allen," Lavi tried again. This time Allen looked at him.

"Lavi," he started, "I'm sorry."

Lavi looked confused but told Allen everything was okay anyway. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and called the police. When he told them what had happened, they came immediately with an ambulance. The paramedics loaded Allen into the ambulance and Lavi told the police that he was riding with him no matter what. They followed, saying they would ask him questions at the hospital. On the way to the hospital, Lavi called Kanda, knowing he would want to know what happened.

"What do you want, you stupid rabbit?" Kanda asked irritably.

"Yu," started Lavi in a serious voice, "Allen and I are on the way to the hospital. He was attacked, and he's hurt."

"What do you mean attacked?" he asked in a dangerous voice. "Is he okay?" Lavi could hear the concern in the raven haired man's voice when he asked this.

"We were walking home, and a group of people attacked us. He should be fine; he has a lot of bruises, but they will heal," Lavi informed him.

"I'll be at the hospital soon," Kanda told him and hung up.

When Kanda got to the hospital, he met Lavi, who told him—along with the police—everything that had happened. Kanda and Lavi were both worried about Allen, and confused about how Allen knew the group of horrible people.

When the doctor told them that Allen was awake, they both rushed to his room. The white haired boy was sitting up on the hospital bed—which he blended in with slightly due to his white hair and pale skin. When they rushed into the room, he looked up at them. When he saw Kanda, his eyes widened, and he looked back down at his lap.

"Kanda, you didn't have to come," Allen told him quietly. "I'm sorry if you were busy."

Kanda's shock actually showed on his face. "It's fine," he told Allen. "I want to be here." Allen looked surprised but happy.

"Allen, are you okay?" Lavi asked quietly while Kanda fumed about how he was going to kill the people who put those bruises on Allen.

"I'm fine," he told them quietly with a small, fake smile on his face. "Lavi…I'm really sorry."

"You have nothing to be sorry for," Lavi told him honestly.

"You got hurt because of me," Allen said, motioning toward Lavi's black eye.

"It's really not a big deal," Lavi told him. "It's not your fault."

"It is my fault, though," Allen said sadly. "Those people were after me, not you. If I had just gone home by myself, you wouldn't have gotten hurt."

"Well I wouldn't have let you go alone, so you don't have to blame yourself. And why were those guys after you? Who are they?" Lavi asked.

Allen looked scared now. "Ah…They're from my past…They…They were part of the group that…" Allen looked up at Kanda and Lavi, "that killed my foster father."

"What?" asked Kanda and Lavi in unison.

Muahahahaha! Suspense! Yeah, I'm weird. :D

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