Sorry for not updating in a while, it's a bit hard to write

One huge thanks to Indiaheenna for betaing this chapter.

I have a bit of writers block, and I wanted to do something like this, just an idea.

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Beauty and the Samurai.

Allen was dragged roughly down the castle's many hallways and stone steps and out into the freezing cold night. He still struggled against the beast's vice-like grip, but it was useless; no matter what Allen did or how hard he struggled the beast's grip was just too strong. But Allen still fought. He couldn't—no, wouldn't—leave Lenalee on her own in a massive castle with a heartless monster that could do anything to her.

"Please, don't hurt her, we're all we've got left, please reconsider, she doesn't deserve this!" Allen pleaded, in his final try to get the beast to change its mind, turn around, throw him back into that dungeon and let Lenalee go. He didn't want Lenalee to end up in a cold dungeon.

"Che. Shut up, she's no longer your concern," the beast snapped, and then shoved Allen roughly into a strange contraption—it was a small carriage with its own legs. The door was slammed shut in Allen's face before he could even move.

"Take him to the village," the beast ordered and stormed off, as the contraption started to slowly get up, struggling a little. The carriage thing hasn't been used in many years, and withered vines were wrapped tightly around its four legs. There was a short struggle with the vines as they snapped off, one leg at a time. It then started to move on its own, with poor Allen inside.

"No! Please let me out, please, someone get me out!" Allen pleaded as loud as he could. Allen banged as hard as he could on the wooden door— it was he who should be trapped in that cold, small dark dungeon, not Lenalee. He couldn't fail.

No one came and the carriage didn't stop. It just kept on walking, taking him further and further away from Lenalee. He couldn't protect her, or comfort her when she needed him. He had truly failed. At least if she was in their home at that small village she would be fine; but no, she was in an unknown place, with 'people' that she didn't know, and what if she was hurt? Physically or even emotionally hurt? He wouldn't be there for her.

"Mana, Komui, please forgive me," Allen whispered to himself as he curled himself up into a ball and buried his face into his knees in defeat. He felt useless because he couldn't do anything. Allen closed his eyes to try and stop the tears from falling, but one tear escaped and fell down one of his pale cheeks.

Lenalee still had her face buried into her knees. She just didn't want to look up and see that Allen wasn't there for her. She started to hope that everything was a dream and that she'd wake up in her warm, comfortable bed and that Allen would come back from the fair, having paid off his guardians' debts. And they'd move to England, where Allen's home was before he started to travel with Cross and then got left by Cross with a load of debts in France. Unfortunately that was only Lenalee's imagination and wasn't reality.

The reality was that Lenalee was somewhere she didn't know, in a place she didn't know and without a single friend. Her world has been turned upside down and inside out.

Loud footsteps were heard stomping up the stone steps towards where Lenalee was sitting. Lenalee lifted her head just in time to see the beast that had taken Allen away—before she got to talk to him, before she got to say goodbye, before she got to tell him that she would be okay and he wouldn't need to worry, that she could take care of herself.

"You heartless monster," Lenalee said as the beast stopped at the entrance to the dungeon. "You didn't let me say goodbye to him," she spoke again and buried her face into her knees once more.

For some bizarre reason the beast felt a bit bad, but quickly brushed it off.

"I'll show you to your room," the beast said. For a reason he couldn't explain he didn't want the girl to stay up here in this cold, damp dungeon.

"M-my room?" Lenalee asked. She was surprised that the beast would give her a room but not her friend.

"What?" the beast asked. He sounded irritated as he turned around and gestured around the small dull room. "You want to stay in the tower?" He didn't ask but more like demanded an answer from the girl.

"N-no," Lenalee answered as she got up shakily and slowly walked over to the beast. He turned around and started to walk down the steps, with a candle in his hand, and led the girl to one of the many unoccupied rooms in the massive castle. It was far too big for one person, but that was the way he liked it.

"I-I'm Lenalee Lee. Since I'm going to be staying here, can I know your name or what to call you?" Lenalee asked the beast. She didn't really want to be calling him 'beast' all the time. The creature had to have a name.

"Kanda. You may go anywhere in this castle, but under no circumstances are you to go into the West Wing," Kanda said.

"What's in the West—"

"It's forbidden!" Kanda growled as he turned around to face the girl and glared. After a few seconds he turned back around and started to walk forward once again.

"Oi, invite her to dinner," whispered the candle into Kanda's ear (the candle happened to be Lavi).

"Why should I?" Kanda growled dangerously low at Lavi; so low that only Lavi could hear him.

"To make her feel welcome, get her mind off of her friend and never seeing him again. You were pretty harsh," Lavi whispered back.

"Fine," Kanda growled. He then looked back at Lenalee, her purple amethyst-coloured eyes wide with curiosity and a small hint of fear as she looked at everything around her. The stone dragons especially looked a little scary to her.

Kanda got to the room that he deemed would fit her needs and liking. He opened the door and moved out of the way for her to walk into the room. The room was huge; inside was a double-sized bed with dark forest green curtains. The room was mostly dark green, with a splash of dark purple.

"This is your room," Kanda said. "You will also join me for dinner in an hour. That is not a request!" Kanda growled and then slammed the door shut.

Lenalee ran to the bed and cried into a small purple pillow. This was the worst day ever. How could everything she had ever known be taken from her in just a few seconds?

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