Hello again, lovely readers of mine (but mostly Kini-Ainotsuki-san's, seeing as this is her baby), I bring you chapter numero dos and both Kini-san and I hope you'll like it.

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Special Notes for this Chapter: Some swear words. Again, thank our lovely samurai and (surprisingly) little Allen for that.

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Apostle of God

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Chapter II-Half-Truths

Allen Walker was currently brushing his teeth in one of the many bathrooms the Black Order had to offer. It wasn't fully dark outside yet, but Komui had sent him away to sleep early. A chill ran up his spine as he recalled the conversation that had taken place hours ago in the man's office. An operation. Just thinking about the supervisor and the said operation he was going to be conducting on him made his blood pressure shoot through the roof. He spit out the remains of the slightly bitter toothpaste into the sink as he raised his head to look at himself in the mirror.

No, it wasn't himself who he saw being reflected in the mirror. It was somebody else. The tenebrous figure maintained its sombrous gaze on him, impassibly as he stared back. Allen continued looking at it with the same nervousness he had experienced the first time he had laid eyes on it. He asked himself sometimes if he would one day be able to get used to this. To never being able to see his reflection staring back at him whenever he looked at a mirror without also seeing the reflected shadow behind him. He opened the sink faucet to quickly drench his face with the cold water, looking at the mirror once more when he was done. Nope, nothing, the thing simply remained there, passively staring at him. It was frustrating. Although this situation hadn't given him any sort of problems whatsoever, it still remained so. The thing only lingered there, calmly looking at him while Allen did the same thing. He felt nervous, yes, but at the very least the thing didn't frighten him. And that was a great relief for him. Perhaps, he would be able to accept the shadow's uncomfortable company after all.

He stopped looking at the mirror when he heard the noise of water running at his side. It was inspector Howard Link, who was also brushing his teeth. Allen blinked a couple of times, trying to clear his head.

"Will you also be going to sleep early today, Link-san?"

"My orders are to follow you wherever you go, Walker. And that is what I will do."

The exorcist sighed. As always, Link's answers where sharp and clipped, but at the very least he answered him. He remained in the bathroom for a little longer to stare at the mirror, absently separating some of the white tufts of hair from his face with his fingers; although in fact he was only observing the mysterious figure again. No, he felt absolutely no fear whatsoever.

He had just barely turned around to go back to the infirmary when he heard the door abruptly being opened. He turned his gaze towards the opened door, surprised to see who had just arrived.

"Kanda?"

But the other exorcist didn't say anything; he only threw him what appeared to be a black blanket of sorts that Allen barely managed to catch before it reached the floor. The younger boy blinked, as he noticed that the black robe also had a hood when he further inspected it.

"Put that on, Moyashi," the Japanese said, turning his back to him. "Hurry up, I don't have your fucking time."

"What are you talking about? What is this?" Allen looked to him, a mix between confusion and annoyance in his gaze. "And my name is Allen!"

"Che. Just do what I say already, idiot."

Allen still had no idea what was going on, nevertheless he threw the article of dark clothing over his pajamas. He was hardly done mooring the cords of the black cloak when he felt a hand on his right wrist. Kanda yanked on his hand quite roughly, almost causing him to slam into the ground, if not for the body of the other exorcist that managed to block his fall.

"But what the he-…?"

"Lets go. Now."

The poor boy was still trying to figure out what was so wrong with Kanda's behavior when he saw the inspector step in front of them, stopping them from taking another step out of the bathroom.

"I demand that you stop right now. My orders are to follow Allen Walker and it is not permitted for him to leave Headquarters."

Allen swallowed hard as he saw the killer expression on Kanda's face. Didn't Link know of the Japanese's dark fame around the Order?

"Move out of the way if you don't want me to do it for you," the dark-haired man said, fixedly staring at the blonde in front of him, blocking his way.

"Ka-Kanda, you shouldn't talk like that to an inspector," the younger exorcist whispered to him. But he was completely ignored by both of the two men.

Although he really wasn't expecting for Kanda to punch the envoy of the Order in the stomach to clear their way out the door. He drowned out a gasp of surprise when he saw how the blonde limply collapsed on the floor.

"Kanda!"

"Shut up and walk."

His wrist was strongly hauled by Kanda once again, forcing him to step over the inspector to finally be able to leave the bathroom and cross the deserted corridors of the Order, since everyone was now in the scientific section due the uproar about the investigation of the Ark. Nevertheless, Allen looked at his surroundings with hope of finding someone who could explain to him what was going on with the older exorcist's strange behavior.

"Stop, Kanda! Are you crazy? You're going to get me in trouble!"

"I told you to shut up, Moyashi," Kanda coldly replied. "And stop behaving like that. You're acting like a girl."

Allen blushed hotly without noticing it in the least. He was finally able to yank himself out of the samurai's grip to yell at him, cheeks burning.

"You're the one with the girly face! You damn effeminate man!"

Finally slowing his pace to a stop to look at him, even though, obviously, Allen didn't like even the smallest bit of that look. Kanda was smiling, but in a quite sadistic way. And the younger boy understood why he disliked that expression so much as he saw the other exorcist approach him: the dark-haired man had hastily grabbed him by his waist to later haul him over one of his shoulders as if Allen were a common sack of potatoes.

"Eh!" A little late in comprehending his situation, he remaining frozen stiff until Kanda resumed his walking with him in tow. Then he yelled again: "Put me down! Damn it!"

"Now you notice what I said? You move like a woman. Stop kicking like a little girl and have some sort of dignity, stupid Moyashi."

Apparently Allen hadn't realized he had been quite childishly kicking the air until Kanda had made him take notice of it. He paused, sighing, still slightly red (what he wanted to interpret as a result of having moved so much). Now he kept quiet, allowing Kanda to carry him in such humiliating way. They were going down to the lower parts of the tower and that was the only thing he had been able to find out so far. It was when he could finally cool down his blush to where it was only slightly visible that he began to speak again, in a calmer tone than last time.

"Well? Now are you ready to explain to me what's going on, Kanda? Where are you taking me with such an outstanding amount of amiability?"

As an answer, Kanda simply lowered him to his feet with a gentleness that was able to surprise even him. Soon he was once again grabbed by his right wrist so the older boy could force to him to keep on walking, and Allen was thankful that this time he hadn't taken hold of him with as much force as before. He listened to the well-known sound of the water running: it was the river that the Order used the to go to the town. He tried to stop again, but Kanda didn't allow him to slow down even for a second. Allen began to really get scared now.

"What are you doing? You know that we can't leave the Order right now," he exclaimed, practically being dragged by the older man again. "Is it a mission? But you're still injured and you don't even have your sword! Komui-san wouldn't sent you out on a mission in those kind of conditions. In addition, tomorrow I have…"

"You talk too much, Moyashi," he was interrupted by the samurai, who finally stopped in front of one of the many boats that floated across the surface of the river. "Get in there yourself if you don't want me to throw you inside."

Allen stared at Kanda with caution, still refusing to follow the older man's orders. But what if, after all, it really was nothing but a mission? If he refused to go, Kanda would just simply do it by himself. He didn't want the older exorcist to end up getting hurt for wanting to complete some mysterious mission that apparently couldn't wait until morning. He bit his lower lip, thinking.

"Moyashi."

"I'm going!" Allen yelled, quickly getting in the boat seconds later. "And my name is Allen! Why doesn't it stick in that hard head of yours that my name is Allen?"

The taller of the two looked at him as he got inside the boat himself while he finished talking. Then he took the oar, something which surprised Allen again, seeing as he usually just sat down and waited for somebody else that wasn't him to sail the boat. This was very strange and the fear that he had felt before made its appearance again, increasing. But this really was Yu Kanda. Good, it wasn't an a akuma at least; his left eye would have noticed it by now. But couldn't he still be one of the Noah? Someone who could possibly pass as another person. And if that were the case (1)? Where was he taking him? How could he have been stupid enough as to let himself be captured so easily?

"Stop your damn paranoia, idiot."

Allen blinked, turning around to look at Kanda without realizing that he had been frantically rubbing his head with both hands, worried.

"I just want to go to the town and you're going to go with me. That's all." Kanda let out a huff, furious. "I have to do this damn chore because I don't trust that a baby like you can do it correctly."

Allen was overwhelmed by the accurate manner that Kanda had replied to his thoughts, and his anxiety lessened. He sighed, calming himself although it didn't seem like such a good idea to lower his guard so soon. Yes, Kanda was behaving rather strangely, but he still continued to annoy him in the same way as always.

"I am not a baby, Bakanda."

"Of course not. You're a Moyashi."

"I'm Allen!"

"A Moyashi called Allen. Who cares?"

"Ha! I made you say my name!"

"There's no doubt in my mind that you are definitely nothing but a child," the samurai denied with an ironic air as he saw the triumphal smile on Allen's face; immediately erasing all traces of happiness as soon as those words left his mouth to later be replaced with an annoyed expression while he stared at the opposition side where Kanda was sitting at.

His cheeks were puffed out in annoyance, making a pout that he had perhaps copied from Lenalee Lee without realizing it. But, as always, he didn't find out about his own corporal language until somebody else made him take notice of it. And the only one that was with him now was the antisocial and grumpy samurai that completely hated his guts. Luckily for him, Kanda seemed to have decided to keep on ignoring him until they arrived at their destination.

"Cover your head, we're almost at the town. I don't want to be seen with a brat with white hair."

He stared at him again, still somewhat angry. Nevertheless, he did what the older boy ordered him to do. He threw the hood over his head, trying to hide his white locks as best as he could so they wouldn't be seen. He missed Timcanpy, his small little golem that used to play hide-and-seek in the hood of his first exorcist uniform, nestling in between his hair so he could rest. But Tim was with his Master now. And he really couldn't do anything on the subject, after all, Timcanpy belonged to the General.

"We're here."

He was pulled out his absorption as he saw Kanda slide out of the boat to moor it on the wharf. He followed him with his eyes for few seconds before deciding to get out of the boat himself. He brushed off the thin layer of dust, fixing the cloak so it would wrap around his frame better. Damn Kanda, he had taken him away from the Order without even giving him the chance to get dressed in something more suitable. Or to at the every least take something with him that weren't his pajamas.

"Let's go, Moyashi."

Allen complied, closely following after Kanda. He was really curious about this sudden visit to town. And, by all means, of why Kanda had specifically taken him of all people along with him.

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It had already grown dark when the junior bookman decided to go to the bathroom to brush his teeth before going to sleep. He was tired, but, more than nothing else, he was bored. It had been hours ago since he had last seen either Yu or the Moyashi. Well, after all, Yu had escaped from the infirmary and the nurse was currently patrolling the zone in search of the Japanese with a terrifying look on her face. He was going to feel bad if Yu got caught. Nevertheless, what seemed rarer to Lavi was that he hadn't been able to find Allen yet.

The Moyashi had told him that he was going to go to sleep early today because Komui had ordered him to do so. He hadn't seemed that animated about the matter though, which led Lavi to believe that it had to do with something or another that the supervisor was planning on making Allen do, most likely just a common and dull old mission. After all, the Moyashi was an open book to the eyes of the apprentice of Bookman. And to Lavi, reading this particular book always managed to completely enchant him.

But his boredom did not come to and end and neither was he able to find the Moyashi. He only hoped that Yu hadn't run into Allen before him or that those two had been bickering this whole entire time. They would probably even fight to the death despite how wounded they still were. Yu and the Moyashi. What an interesting combination. Yu was in a bad mood (like always) and the Moyashi was in a rather lethargic state (which was rare). Perhaps that encounter wouldn't be as interesting as the others had been, but he had to distract himself with something before he went crazy. Or before Panda found him to once again put him to work in the library, because just thinking about the amount of work waiting to be done gave him a tremendous desire to go to sleep.

He opened the door to the men's bathroom and his drowsiness disappeared. Because there, thrown in front of him was that damn inspector that always followed Allen everywhere the boy went. And the small exorcist wasn't anywhere to be seen here. Had the Moyashi finally revolted against the Order's authority and responded with violence? No, that wouldn't be like the small boy at all, but behavior rather fit of…

Nah. Impossible, no way.

"Hey, inspector." Lavi poked him with the end of his foot, with a complete lack of respect he didn't seem to take absolutely notice of. "Still alive?"

Thanks to the assistance of Lavi's foot, Link finally managed to half-open his eyes, still somewhat dazed. He quickly got up at the surprised look of the bookman apprentice though. Perhaps this could be the amusement he had been looking for all day in hopes of getting rid of his boredom.

"Did you fall asleep in the bathroom, inspector?" The red-haired teen smiled, without the smallest trace of shame he had used moments ago.

"Where's Walker?"

He blinked, scratching his head.

"I thought that you of all people would know where he was, after all, you are his personal stalker, right?"

Link only stared at him for a couple of seconds with an expression similar to that of annoyance (although it was hard to say with the inexpressive face the man had). The man hurriedly left the bathroom, quickly being followed after by Lavi, who was thankfully happy that something interesting had finally happened.

"Did you lose the Moyashi then? Did you do something to him? Did you try to take advantage of him?" The exorcist continued to speak with the same calm air, hands behind his head in a carefree and completely amused manner. "I know that he's pretty and all, but he's still a man. You shouldn't have tried to touch him like that, inspector, because…"

"He took him."

Lavi hastily stopped, his amusement immediately being replaced with worry

"They took to Allen? Who?"

The inspector deigned himself to look at him with an absent expression on his stoic face, before quickly resuming his pace along the long corridors of the Order without bothering to answer. Apparently he was on his way to Komui's office. But Lavi didn't have any time to think about that. He was worried about the white-haired exorcist.

"Who took him? Answer me already!"

"Another exorcist. An Eastern man with long black hair."

He stopped for the second time.

"Wait, are you talking about Yu? I don't believe he…But why would he do something like that?"

Different possible scenario's played out in the junior bookman's mind, explaining why the samurai had kidnapped the young white-haired boy. Most of them ending in complete disaster. And with the tendency of involving violence and blood by all means.

The red-haired exorcist suddenly paled at the thoughts running through his head. He could hardly come back to reality to follow the inspector as he made his way towards Komui's office. Damn, this was really bad. But at the very least it was interesting. Lavi smiled, somewhat ashamed of himself, running side by side next to Howard Link.

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"Are we still far from where you want to go?"

Allen leaned against one of the walls of a store that was already closed (like many of the majority were). They had been walking around for hours without any sort of fixed course, or at least it seemed that way to him. Because Kanda wasn't giving any indications of knowing where the hell they were going to. But still, it was Kanda, the idiot with only one possible expression on his face: the want to kill. And it was that murderous look on the older boy's face that was currently forcing Allen to keep on walking, apparently seriously annoyed by the younger boy's need to stop and rest.

"We're not going anywhere, stupid Moyashi."

"Eh!" The younger boy was grateful to have something to lean on, because he could swear that he would have fallen off as he listening those words. Although soon the fury won over his initial confusion. "Then why the hell are we walking around town like a couple of idiots for?"

He had yelled at Kanda and the only thing the other had done was look back at him with an expression of complete indifference. Allen continued being angry. Had he taken him away from the tower to simply make him walk? To bother him?

"You really are a complete imbecile."

Kanda leaned against the wall, a distance of at least one meter between Allen and himself. He had closed his eyes and crossed his arms, as if the sudden urge to meditate had hit him now of all places. The English's anger immediately disappeared as he looked at him in that calm position. He breathed in deeply, almost as if trying to reach absolute calm. He slowly approached Kanda, who didn't move the slightest bit even though he must have surely noticed the movement.

The younger of the two sat down on the ground, leaning his head against the glass of the store's small showcase. Kanda remained at his side, eyes still closed, leaning against the concrete of the right wall where the glass ended at. He slowly breathed in again, as if he appreciated the fact that the Japanese had remained silent and hadn't tried to move away from him. Silence reigned over the place and the only light came from a flickering lantern that was somewhat far away from where they both resided at.

It was already completely dark. Perhaps already very late. He was tired and had begun to get really sleepy. And cold, because it was chilly even though it was already spring. Damn Kanda, he had only given him a stupid hood so he could hide the color of his hair, almost as if the other exorcist was embarrassed to be seen with someone like him. Although, seeing as this was Kanda he was talking about, that was probably the main reason why. He shrunk back, hugging his legs against his chest. He closed his eyes too, trying to clear his mind, to tell himself that he didn't care about what an idiot like Kanda thought of him.

"Well? Aren't you going to keep on arguing with me anymore?"

He half-opened his eyes as he heard the other's voice, but he only leaned his forehead against his knees. He spoke, but his voice sounded dulled due to the position he was sitting on.

"Will it help at all if I do? Will you tell me why you brought me here?"

"Che."

From the corner of his eye he saw how Kanda slid down the wall, sitting on the ground by Allen's side. He had opened his eyes, staring forward as if Allen wasn't even there, still with his typical expression of annoyance written on his face. Kanda hadn't brought his exorcist uniform either (they had all been damaged after the fight in the Ark) and was simply dressed in a long-sleeved shirt and a simple pair of black pants. He quickly averted his gaze from the older boy when it occurred to him that he was giving him more attention than was absolutely necessary.

"Will you tell me, why you brought me here?"

"I already told you: I brought you here because you're an imbecile."

He didn't answer. But he began to get angry again. He didn't like it at all when Kanda played with him like this. And now even less when he felt so tired; so cold and full of anxiety at the knowledge that he was most than likely to be punished for what Kanda had done to his inspector.

"Do you even know what that idiot Komui is planning on doing to you?"

He quickly raised his head, almost hitting himself on the glass, only to stare at Kanda with eyes full of surprise.

"How do you know about…?"

"Che. It's not my fault Reever and that idiot Komui like gossip with their door open."

The words that had come from the older boy's mouth managed to completely stun him. Perhaps, was Kanda worried about him? No, that couldn't be. Of course not.

"You really don't know, do you?"

He continued to stare at him again. Kanda was looking at him with an expression that was very familiar to him. One he had become well acquainted with over time. The Japanese exorcist was very, very angry, although Allen didn't know the reason for the sudden annoyance. Annoyance that was surely directed at him due to something that he must have been unable to comprehend at the moment.

"Well no, but…"

"You really are stupid."

"Stop interrupting me!"

Kanda remained silent, but that alone wasn't enough to stop him from staring at him in that insistent way that quickly began to intimidate Allen even more. He swallowed hard before continuing.

"No, I don't know what Komui-san is going to do, but I trust him. I know that what he's planning to do to me is absolutely necessary for the Order."

Allen paused to observe the expression on Kanda's face. It seemed that the older man's annoyance had quickly begun to increase.

"That's why I absolutely detest you, Moyashi. You always blindingly trust people. You don't even notice when somebody wants to use you for their own personal gain."

"Don't talk about Komui-san like that," Allen reprimanded, frowning. "He's only trying to help me so I can obtain Order's trust again, so don't you dare bad mouth him."

"Do you really care that much about what some stupid idiots think of you just because they're seated at the very top?"

"It's not like that."

He lowered the volume of his voice, staring forward, towards the deserted street. Kanda seemed to be waiting for him to complete his answer, since he could feel the Japanese's gaze on him. He readjusted the hood again to hide his hair better even though there wasn't anyone else here but his companion.

"It's just that I have to be exorcist no matter what. And if to do that I have to gain the Commanders' favor, then that's what I'll do."

He heard Kanda sigh, before he began to speak, voice loud and clear:

"You have to go. So leave already. You can continue freeing your damn condemned souls by yourself."

"What?" He looked at him, angry, as if Kanda had just cursed in front of him. "Are you kidding?! I'm not going to leave the Order just because you say so!"

"As if you were so useful," Kanda, also angry answered him. "We don't need you, you're only a hindrance to everyone."

Allen looked him through half closed eyes. It didn't seem strange to him to hear Kanda say that to him, he could probably admit that he was well used to dealing with the way the older boy treated him with all his vulgar insults and his way of making him feel inferior. But, there was something. He didn't know what it was, but there was something strange in all of this.

"I won't run away, Kanda. I trust Komui-san. I will fulfill my promise to Mana and I will continue being an exorcist. And I don't care if you don't agree with me."

"Who the hell is Mana?"

The white-haired boy paused. He had seen something move behind him. Yes, that dark figure was being reflected behind his back thanks to the crystal glass he was leaning against. He hadn't noticed it before, but he was sure that it had been there all this time.

Nevertheless, this time the figure wasn't content with just being there, quiet before Allen's eyes as if it were a simple part of his reflection.

That black figure was moving away from him, silently advancing towards Kanda. He felt fear. The fear that he hadn't felt before suddenly appeared. The figure shaped into a threatening figure against the samurai, who was oblivious to what was happening.

"Moyashi?"

He didn't hear when Kanda called him, could only pay attention to what was happening behind their backs. At how that dark reflection moved with profound slowness, heavily so. Then he saw as the figure threw itself at Kanda.

He screamed.

+To be continued…+

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Well, that was chapter two, I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed translating it.

(1) We know of Lulu Bell's powers, but this Allen is the Allen from the manga that still doesn't know she can disguise herself as other people. Remember that this is sort of SemiAu-ish.

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