Summary so far:
Allen and Kanda have travelled to Ireland to investigate a possible Innocence. Having arrived on a cold, wet, dark night, their moods are not lifted by their bumbling innkeeper. With the initial formalities over both exorcists begin their investigation...
Key:
Moyashi - Bean sprout
Kaichu – Hell's Insects (1st Illusion)
Nigentou – Double Illusion Blades (2nd Illusion)
Hakka Tourou – Eight Flowers Praying Mantis (3rd Illusion)
Shouka – Sublimate (4th Illusion)
Baka - Idiot
Chapter 2: Lár (Middle)
"What?" Allen asked aware Kanda was looking at him oddly.
They had left the inn at first light, ignoring the odd stares from the townsfolk as they crossed the bridge leading to the woods. It was like being in a completely different world, crossing the boundary away from the hustle and bustle of the industrial town. The area was dead quiet, no wind, and no movement of what so ever. The snow showed just how undisturbed the area was.
Following down the hill they came to the long stretch of path that Rose had told them about. The river ran to their left to which the path followed the natural gradient carved out through the centuries. An embankment lined with a thin stretch of trees and shrubs separated them from the river. To the right stood a frozen-over canal. Ahead the undisturbed path lay heavy laden with snow. Looking behind him, Kanda noted that the path turned sharply left over bridge, most likely to the other side.
With Timcampy taking the lead the exorcists set off with only the crunching of the snow beneath their feet and their breaths to disturb the air. After a mile, the tree lining disappeared allowing the river to be in full view. The sound of rushing water filled the void of the lack of conversation. To the right the ice in the canal was no longer a solid mass. Silently two swans glided by, staring at the foreign intrusion to their area.
"Be careful." Kanda spoke coldly continuing on. Behind him Allen stuck his tongue out, frustrated. And so they carried on as the landscape changed from covered foliage to open white landscape, from silence to the sound of the surging river.
"Ugh my feet are cold and my nose is running like a tap!" moaned Allen feeling to make sure his nose was still attached to his face. Kanda cut him a look.
"Wasn't talking to you." Allen retorted swearing under his breath wishing Linali was here with them. Timcampy fluttered around before settling on top of Allen's head.
After what felt like an hour, the recently famed superstitious red period house became visible up upon the embankment over looking the river to the right. Even from the distance Allen could feel the coldness emanating from the blackened windows.
"What now!?" Allen asked exasperated as Kanda eyed him oddly. Kanda was very skilled at making him feel all of one inch tall.
The Japanese swordsman did not reply as he was focusing he senses to the surrounding area. The atmosphere had become increasingly heavy as they approached the small opening in the forested walk. Kanda was carefully studying Allen where he stood beside the river. Both had gotten wet by the blanket of mist that was ever present.
What interested Kanda was Allen's sliver bangs. The young exorcist was too busy looking at his surroundings to notice. His bangs were no longer matted to his face; in fact it looked like they were floating in suspended animation. Studying his long bangs Kanda confirmed the unusualness of the situation. Taking a step forward Kanda felt the difference in the weight of his leg. It was as if he was lighter, as though gravity was lighter despite the heaviness of the atmosphere.
"Kanda!" shouted Allen as his left eye activated. The trees seemed to stretch even higher into the gray sky which darkened completing the ominous atmosphere. Tense, Kanda steadied himself becoming one with his surroundings. Listening and understanding the wind as it rose for the first time that morning. An inharmonious rustling drew Kanda's attention to the incoming danger. Releasing Mugen from her sheath, Kanda waited, his eyes close to the visual distractions. Seeing Kanda prepare himself Allen looked around desperately trying to pinpoint the Akumas location.
"One....two...three..." Kanda murmured to himself.
"Three of them!" Allen confirmed as the level two Akuma emerged from the treetops.
Allen left eye whirred into action drawing his entire attention to the canal. Timcampy hovered over a certain spot. From the depths of the murky water a white light glowed.
"The innocence!" gasped Allen edging along a piece of drift wood to get a closer look, behind him the sound of Mugen entered battle.
"Second Illusion!" Kanda changed his stance to allow the second Mugen katana. Of the three Akuma one trailed behind. Focusing his energy and using the lighter gravity to his advantage Kanda jumped into the oncoming path of the two Akuma. From behind him Allen provided much needed assistance with long range shots while guarding the location of the innocence. With one Akuma distracted, Kanda sliced through the second. His feet coming to a rest on a tree trunk, Kanda, using his momentum rebounded and attacked the second Akuma from behind coming to a graceful landing back on terra ferma.
"Moyashi! Stay the hell out of my battle!" growled Kanda who was concentrating on the lingering Akuma. "Get the innocence!" for he too had noticed the glowing light in the canal.
"Aha-hahahahahahhaha!!!! Foolish exorcist!" the remaining Akuma jeered changing form to resemble something human. Slowly it descended becoming more and more male like. The damp leaves beneath its feet dried in an instant as the snow evaporated and gushed up encircling the humanoid figure.
"Tch!" Kanda spat disgusted at what stood before him. "Luke I presume?"
Cocking its head to the side in thought a wide smile slowly crossed it face, its empty circular eyes burning into Kanda.
"Aah." it echoed, the leaves settling allowing Kanda to get a proper image. 'Luke' was the same height as Kanda, well built. His golden hair reaching to his shoulders, floating gently in the lighter gravity. He wore a white flannel shirt, navy trousers that came to his calves met with long white socks and black shoes. Never once did his gaze falter.
Kanda grinded his teeth together, Luke contented giggling to himself.
"Are we finished with the obligatory evil laugh?" Kanda sneered trying to get a handle on the situation. He was aware that Allen was treading carefully on the thin ice and driftwood in a bid to obtain the innocence. Kanda knew he had to defeat the Akuma before he could get the innocence.
"A level three huh?" Kanda stated rather than asked. He got his point across as the Akuma was no longer looking beyond Kanda.
"Aah" it replied, its full attention on the slim individual in front of him.
Kanda adjusted Mugen in front of him, tighten his grip. He had never before faced off against a level three but his finger tips tingled with excitement as his heart pumped the adrenaline around his battle ready body. The Akuma cocked its head to the side as a small smile crossed Kanda's lips.
"Mugen, second illusion, Nigentou." Kanda calmly called out while holding his scabbard parallel to Mugen.
Focusing completely on the battle Kanda launched himself to the right kicking off the trunk of a tree to make use of the lighter gravity taking flight. He smiled to himself, the Akuma was intently watching him. Heading away from the canal Kanda was putting distance between themselves and Allen but also seeking the advantage of the trees.
"UWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Allen screamed, but his voice was not audible, lost within the icy depths of the water surrounding him. His footing had slipped on the snow covered driftwood and the thin ice was no match for his sudden weight. To his increasing panic he sunk like a stone, it was if his arm was dragging him down. Allen fought desperately, his arms outstretched, thrashing around in hope to grasp the glowing light, the innocence. As the air evacuated his lungs his muscles burned with exertion as he tried to escape he froze. His fingers grazed upon a solid mass. He forced his eyes to remain open so he could register his surrounds.
The last of his air expelled his lungs like a vacuum. In front of him where his fingers had come to a rest were two expressionless faces floating in front if him. They were meant to be Akuma. They were meant to be salvaged by his innocence, but they were human and they had drowned in the cold murky water. Their lives were taken by innocence. All reasoning was lost and Allen thrashed around to escape the vicinity of those empty eyes boring into his soul.
Allen's lungs burned in protest as all the air had long been expelled, along with his energy. Beside him floated the innocence, the gem of the white gold ring glowed a pale green. It still resided on the finger of its previous owner. Allen desperately tried to grasp it, but it was out of reach. His finger tips merely touch those of Tara's. The innocence had created the heavy water that kept him entomb in what could be his watery grave. More and more, he desperately fought to get the ring and surface as icy cold water filled his burning lungs. His vision already blurred now began to fade as his consciousness slipped away. The gold glint that flashed before his eyes made him think of Timcampy. His last hope was that it was his little gold golem.
Kanda inhaled sharply clutching his left temple, his right hand tightening around Mugen's hilt. He rose slowly from the soggy earthen covered ground. The snow was quickly turning to slush where they battled making foot movements more treacherous. Kanda could feel the warmth of his blood as it seeped down from his temple. He rubbed the thick substance between his gloved fingers trying to get his eyeballs from rolling to the back of his head. Annoyed, the young Japanese swordsman took his stance once again. Luke, the Akuma's speed was undeniably fast. Kanda was having trouble tracking him. The enclosed space not as advantageous as he had first thought.
Kanda flinched at Luke's speed, in an instant he had moved from above the exorcist to behind him. Trying to predict his movements, Kanda lowered his weight, spinning to meet the oncoming attack. The loud clinking sounds of metal clashing metal allowed Kanda to register the attack before he could even see it. At the back of his mind he registered that the environment hadn't changed as his long bangs hovered around him as he swiveled out of the attack, with a low round-house kick. Wishing Allen would hurry up, a direct blow to the chest re-focused Kanda to the job at hand. Gathering his energy he sensed Luke above him.
"Innocence activate! First Illusion!" Kanda grimaced. "Kaichu!"
Swinging Mugen up, Kanda created the distraction he needed to get above ground. Using Mugen as a stepping stone, he launched himself up turning one eighty in mid air as he summoned his second illusion, Nigentou. As Luke drew near, Kanda bided his time, summoning all his energy.
"Third Illusion! Hakka Tourou!!!" With his increased speed and power he quickly and skillfully cut Luke eight times in different vital spots. Not hesitating for a second, Kanda quickly rebounded in the snow launching himself back up midair to the falling Akuma and launched Hakka Tourou again followed by Kaichu to pound Luke into the ground. In the mere second respite that the Japanese swordsman had midair he could see even that was not enough as the Akuma laughed wildly in the snow below.
"Innocence!!! Fourth illusion, Shouka!!!" Kanda called out, his tattoo on his chest burning, his vision briefly blurred by his changing pupil. He was pissed. He was really pissed that he had to resort to the fourth illusion against one Akuma. As disgusted as he was with himself he was no fool. He knew he could not win this battle alone with basic attacks.
With Allen no where to be seen, Kanda knew better to wrap this battle up as quickly as possible. As much as he would have like to slug it out, there was innocence at stake. Unlike Marie Noise, Kanda could not trust Allen. With all his strength he raised Mugen above his head, with two hands wrapped around her hilt, he rapidly descended and drove his katakana through Luke's chest. Snow billowed outwards with the force of the impact.
As reality dawned on the Akuma that this was not an ordinary attack its face quickly changed from glee to panic. Above him Kanda meet his eyes for a second time, a satisfied grin growing on his face.
"Not laughing now are we?" his hair beginning to slowly settle like the snow particles surrounding them.
Beneath him the Akuma began to laugh hysterically, spitting nonsense about the Earl and the Noah. Uninterested Kanda stood, withdrawing Mugen from the Akuma's chest bringing her to rest on the Akuma's neck. It however was no longer an Akuma, Luke's real conscious was breaking through. Gritting his teeth, Kanda was glad Allen was not around as Luke began to sob, Kanda tightened his grip on Mugen and slashed Luke's throat without a second thought. He was not one for sentimentality. Turning away as the body turned to dust he wiped Mugen clean of the contaminated blood. Sheathing his katana, he back tracked to the river.
With Allen no where to be seen and concern growing, Kanda headed to the canal bank. Timcampy surfaced suddenly, bobbing up and down in a frenzied fashion. Kanda wadded through the icy water to where Timcampy hovered over the surface. His heart suddenly hammering against his chest. It was hard to see what lay beneath the surface as he walked. He was unsettling the loosened material of the canal bed. Upon reaching Timcampy, Kanda fished around with his hand but it came in contact with nothing. Edging forward carefully he found that the canal floor dropped rather suddenly into a v-shaped bed.
"Timcampy you're going have to be more specific." Kanda said urgently well aware time was quickly running out for the silver-haired exorcist.
Understanding that Kanda was trying to help, Timcampy once again dove beneath the icy surface to locate his master. With the innocence located safely within his stomach the gold golem could feel the weight of the water rapidly changing. Slowly he could see his master beginning to surface from the depths. Surfacing again he motioned to Kanda. Taking Timcampy's lead, Kanda once again reached down into the freezing murky depths of the canal. As he fished around his fingers brushed against something. Reaching further down his cheek was resting on the surface of the water. Feeling the coldness of the water on bare skin he grabbed whatever it was and pulled it quickly to the surface.
The weight of the object quickly became apparent as it surface as Kanda carefully inspected the object to instantly realize it was Allen. Without a second thought he backed to the canal bank, dragged the dead weight. With Allen safely place back on terra ferma, Kanda gave him the quick once over. Kanda frowned to find that the boy wasn't breathing and that he was a deathly blue shade. Loosing Allen's coat he began CPR. Despite no-one watching Kanda still felt extremely uncomfortable as he gave mouth to mouth. Trying hard to keep his composure, Kanda rubbed the younger boy's body to stimulate circulation, altering between CPR. What felt like the longest time and after an exceptionally hard thump to the chest, Allen surfaced to consciousness, coughing and spluttering up river water.
Gulping desperately for air, Allen clung to the front of his coat. Turning on his side he went from gulping air to heaving. Internally relieved that Allen hadn't died on his watch, Kanda stood taking in his surroundings. They were a good four miles away from the town. In the little wood clearing that they had found themselves, any evidence of Akuma was not present save for the katana markings in the tree trunks. The mist that lay like a blanket over the river and surrounding area was slowly beginning to recede, leaving only the pearl colour of the snow. Confident that the immediate threat of Akuma was gone, Kanda turned to his ailing inconvenience. Hypothermia was a serious concern, knowing they had to get back to the town as soon as possible Kanda was eager to get moving. Looking beyond Allen to the canal, he saw what Allen was staring at.
"We got the innocence. Let's head back."
"....Aa...." Allen replied weakly. He was finding it hard to regain his composure after what he had seen. "What about them......we can't leave them....?"
Looking at the long path ahead of them Kanda sighed.
"They're not going anywhere. There is no current in the canal. Once we get back we will inform the authorities and they can retrieve the bodies. Our job here is done." Kanda answered nonchalantly.
Allen looked at him as if he was about to cry, looking away disgusted Kanda stood up clumsily. Correcting himself, he remembered that gravity had returned to its normal weight. He really felt heavy and sore now that the adrenaline was no longer been pumped into his system.
"You got to get moving or hypothermia will really set in." Kanda argued roughly pulling Allen to his feet. "Start walking moyashi."
"No! We can't leave them!" argued Allen weakly.
"Oh for fuck's sake!" Kanda growled punching Allen squarely on the cheek. "They're dead. They can't get anymore dead than they already are. You're not but you will be if you don't start walking. I'll be damned if I have to deal with the paper work, Linali or Komui just because you didn't want to leave a pair of dead bodies now get walking!"
Allen uncertainly got back onto his feet as Kanda headed down the path towards the town. Allen took a step forward to follow but immediately his knees gave in and he landed heavily in a heap on the soft snow. He could feel the anguish taking over. He knew Kanda was right but he also knew leaving them here was wrong.
Sighing to himself, Kanda backtracked. He was more than happy to leave the Moyashi behind but like he had just said answering to Komui was not worth it.
"Get up." Kanda outstretched his arm. Pulling Allen up again he made the boy walk in front of him, prodding and grabbing Allen whenever he faltered. Their walk back was painfully slow and as the afternoon past, the temperature was dropping as quickly as the daylight.
"Get on." Kanda motioned Allen to get on.
Embarrassed but glad, Allen wrapped his arms around Kanda's neck as the uptight exorcist hooked his arms underneath Allen's legs hoisting him up of the ground. Despite his small frame Kanda found the boy surprisingly heavily, though he put it to all the water his clothes were holding and not his failing strength. Slowly they backtracked the last mile towards the town in which they were staying. Every now and again Kanda had to adjust Allen's dead weight, he had notice the boy was slipping in and out of consciousness. As they approached the bridge leading to the town Allen quietly announced that he could walk. Without a seconds hesitation Kanda immediately dropped him unbeknownst to Allen who landed firmly on his rear end as Kanda kept walking.
"What the hell!!!?" Allen retorted weakly rubbing his sore behind.
`Kanda was not in the mood to entertain the moyashi. He was wet, dirty, cold, in pain and annoyed. Most of all he wanted a nice hot bath and a change of clothes.
Arriving back at the inn where they were staying, Kanda was about to knock on the door when it flew open. There stood their landlady, Rose. A larger than character with the fondness of the melodramatic.
"Would ye look at the two of ye!!! Soaked to the bone and hurt none the less!!! Get in here the two of ye!" Rose exclaimed at the sight of a very annoyed Kanda and a very pale and very wet Allen. Trudging through the entrance hall to the living room with the large open fire, Rose follow them, set on inspection like a concern mother.
"What in the world happened to ye!!!?.....What was on the other side of the river?" she asked a little more cautiously.
"The problem has been solved. You have nothing further to be concerned about." Kanda answered curtly. He had taken a dislike to the woman ever since their arrival. She had on numerous occasions insulted him as a man and as an exorcist, constantly referring to them as 'children'. He could feel Allen staring at him. He threw Allen a warning look. He would address the problem of the bodies at a later stage to the police after he cleared it with Komui. He sure as hell was not going to mention it to Rose. He inwardly cringed at the drama that would unfold should it be mentioned with the wailing and the crying and all that would ensue.
Rose breathed a sigh of relieve, but as a mother she could not shake her concern for the two boys despite their occupation.
"Could you run a hot bath?" Kanda asked looking at the doorway.
"But of course!"
"Kanda I really don't want a bath." Allen replied, his near death experience oh-so fresh in his mind.
Kanda cut him a look.
"I never meant for you." the long haired boy retorted heading for the stairs.
Allen recoiled in embarrassment. How could he think that Kanda of all people would be concerned for his well being!?
"I think the youngin' here should have a hot shower first lad?" Rose called after Kanda, certain that Allen was indeed far worse off than his counterpart.
"Whatever." Kanda replied.
"Let me get you a towel your poor thing." Rose murmured as Kanda disappeared upstairs.
Entering their bedroom, Kanda was relieved to see the small fireplace was alight. Removing Mugen from his belt he placed her on the bed. He took off his damp coat, placing it on the back of a chair in front of the fire along with his boots. Sitting on the corner of his bed he freed his damp and knotted hair from its restraint and undid the top few buttons of his white shirt. Unusually drained he ran his fingers through his hair, studying his boots, relishing in the quietness save for the crackling of the fire. He was unsettled within himself and couldn't decided whether it was because of the battle with the Akuma been harder than he had anticipated or was it the situation with Allen and the bodies. As a shiver ran through his body, Kanda removed his shirt, boots and socks.
Allen entered a while later wrapped in a pale blue towel around his waist and a bath towel covering his arm, holding a medical kit. His skin and hair still damp from his shower. Sitting with his back to Kanda on the chest at the base of his bed he pulled on a pair of gray boxers he retrieved from his case. Discarding the towels on the bed he began to inspect his wounds that Rose had fussed over. From what he could see he only had the one on his right arm and began applying antiseptic cream.
From where he sat on his bed, Kanda eyed Allen through the long bangs of his hair. He watched as fresh blood trickled from the three claw marks of an Akuma. At first it mingled with the excess water of his shower to create pink water droplets but as the wound continued to weep, the pink becoming red. Standing up, Kanda arranged his bar of soap, razor and change of clothes.
"You got one on your back."
"Eh?" Allen asked futilely trying to get a look at it.
"Tch." Kanda sighed. The wounds were near his spine. Grabbing the cream, Kanda smeared the wounds. Allen instinctively arched his back as the wounds stung. Grabbing the bandage and tape, Kanda quickly covered and secured the wound. He was already half way out the door when Allen realized Kanda was finished.
"Uh, thanks!"
"Whatever."
With a content sigh, Kanda sunk deeper into the hot bath water, feeling his muscles begin to relax. Savoring the silence once again he closed his eyes, freeing his mind of all distraction and enjoying the warmth of the water. After awhile he took his bar of soap and cleansed his body of sweat and his hair of snow water, mud, blood and sweat.
Squeaky clean, Kanda emerged from the downstairs washroom and entered the kitchen donned in an open crisp white shirt, black trousers and his hair wrapped tightly in a navy bath towel. Rose took one look at him and suddenly became preoccupied stirring her broth, her cheeks pink.
"Tell the youngin' that dinner will be in a half an hour."
"Aa."
As Kanda climbed the stairs he came in eye contact with Rose's daughter for the first time. From what he could tell she was about fourteen with brown shoulder length wavy hair. She wore an old style deep red dress with a white collar. Ignoring her, he headed for the bedroom. Upon entering, he could see that Allen was asleep, still in his boxers. Unconcerned, Kanda set about combing his hair and writing his report at the desk opposite the fire. A while later a soft knock came at the door.
"Dinner's ready."
"Aa." Kanda replied, stretching in his chair. Looking over to the beds, Allen was still fast asleep.
Kanda walloped Allen on the leg to stir him from his slumber. The sound of his hand slapping bare flesh rang through the air as Allen woke up suddenly.
"Dinner's ready." was all that Kanda said as he closed the bedroom door shut after him.
Allen's head swam from sitting up suddenly, his stomach following suit. He didn't feel well at all. As he dressed in his last remain clean shirt and trousers he put it down due to his tiredness. He didn't feel cold or feverish. If he had hypothermia he was positive he wouldn't have even made it through his shower earlier.
Joining Kanda at the kitchen table, Allen was well aware that three pairs of eyes were upon him, Kanda, Rose and Rose's daughter. Uncomfortable Allen busied himself with buttering his slice of brown bread. Truth be told the smell of the chicken casserole that Rose was serving up was turning Allen's stomach. The dinner was a torturous affair for both males. Rose put the larger portions in front of Kanda who when he tried to swap with Allen, the younger boy refused. Out of manners Kanda forced himself to eat the massive portions. All the while Allen was trying desperately not the get sick while both women kept looking at Kanda, looking away quickly blushing. It was only on rare occasions that he would wear his hair down and already he was regretting it. He was no pretty boy, he was an exorcist.
"Youngin' you don't look well at all!" Rose sympathized with Allen sitting down beside him. "Is it the food?"
Allen looked up quickly, his eyes like huge orbs brimmed with tears. Timcampy had tried his best to scoff down as much as possible when both women weren't looking.
"No, no, no, it's not the food honestly!" he desperately tried to apologize; ashamed he had made her doubt her own cooking.
"The fact he's eating nothing means he is genuinely sick." Kanda curtly cut in struggling with the apple tart. "He never, ever misses a meal." he was emphasizing the rarity of the situation to stop the train wreak of emotional drama that was threatening to unfold in front of his eyes.
"Oh but he has!" Rose's daughter cut in pointing at the half empty plate. Throwing her a look Kanda shoveled another sickly sweet lump of tart into his mouth. Oh how he hated sweet things.
"Maybe we should get a doctor to look at him?" offered Rose.
"It's just tiredness." Both replied in unison, Kanda glaring at Allen. Both aware his arm could be a problem.
"I-I think I'll go lie down for a while." Allen suggested trying to diffuse the awful atmosphere.
"Oooh that'd be a good idea, I'll bring ya up a mug of hot milk in a while." Rose added happy something has been done.
"May I use your phone?" Kanda asked watching Allen leave.
Rose's daughter mutely pointed to it on the wall behind him. Annoyed it was in hearing distance, Kanda dialed headquarters and stretched the cord so he could talk in the living room. He attached his golem to the line and waited for the switchboard to connect him to Komui's line. In the background he could hear his boss shouting something about coffee. Being brief but to the point Kanda de-briefed Komui about the mission and asked what to do about the bodies. Finishing with Komui singing something about how wonderful Linali was, to which Kanda simply hung up, he rang headquarters again but this time asked to the put through to the one woman he feared most in the world, Matron.
After a severe ear bashing Kanda hung up with a list of medicine to get. The next sailing back was not till tomorrow afternoon. Back in their room, Kanda tied his hair up and roused Allen from his slumber.
"I'm heading into town to sort out the last of the mission."
"Ah."
Shifting uncomfortably, Kanda roughly felt Allen's forehead. It wasn't warmer than usual.
"Eh?" Allen mumbled, slightly scared.
Kanda whipped his hand back. "Matron said if you had a temperature to get a doctor but you don't so you'll just have to take what she has ordered here." Kanda pointed to the list.
"We don't have any of that." Allen sighed thinking about the paracetamol, motillium, immodium and morphine that were standard as part of their issued med-packs.
"Baka moyashi, that's what I'm going out to get." Kanda growled, "You want anything else?"
Turning over Allen mumbled something about getting sweets for Timcampy.
"Ungrateful fuck." Kanda mumbled putting on his coat and picking Mugen up.
Having dealt with the authorities the Japanese exorcist backtracked to the chemist and picked up the order the matron had rang in.
"Everything alright sir?" The lady behind the counter asked as she waited for Kanda to pay. Flustered Kanda grabbed the Cherry drops he was contemplating on and quickly paid the lady. Buying sweets, well there had to be a first time for everything.
Passing Rose's daughter in the entrance hallway, Kanda made his way upstairs. Entering their room, he noted Allen was gone. Assuming he was in the bathroom, Kanda placed the plastic bag on the desk before returning his damp coat back on the back of the chair to dry out in front of the fire. Rolling his sleeves up, he emptied the bag, placing Mugen down.
Out of nowhere there was a loud thump on the bedroom door. Opening to investigate, Timcampy flew into the room, doing a circuit and smacking square into Kanda's forehead. Enraged Kanda grabbed the little gold golem ready to tear its wings off.
"The fuck are you doing!" snapped Kanda, "I swear I'll-" but the exorcist was cut short by the blood curdling scream from downstairs. Grabbing Mugen Kanda took off. Rose screamed again as Kanda entered the kitchen.
"What?" he shouted.
The plump woman was as white as a ghost, shaking like a leaf she pointed to the open bathroom door. Following her gaze Kanda tensed.
"Shit." was all that quietly escaped his lips as he marched quickly towards the scene that awaited him.
The bathroom was flooded, the water still over flowing and within the bath was the submerged, unmoving body of Allen Walker.
A/N: Thank you to my wonderful beta Hiro-kun (miracleflame-alchemist147) for your hard work! Hope you all enjoyed the chapter, please review, many thanks! ^^