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Both Neah and Crown Clown noted that their darling/dear Allen had adorned that same satisfied smirk for three days straight. It was quite perplexing to see their cute and innocent Allen behaving that way. Just hours earlier, Lavi had barged into the room practically announcing to the whole world that Yuu Kanda was pouting and sulking; however, knowing the swordsman exorcist for as long as the two did (not that long, mind you), the Noah and the Innocence knew that Kanda does not pout nor sulk. If anything, they knew that Kanda would glare and scowl at his maximum power.

Allen, on the other hand, let out a bigger smirk - if that was possible - when he heard from Lavi that BaKanda was sulking. He let out a chuckle as he rubbed his gloved hands together, and said, "Well then, Lavi, why don't we go check and see if BaKanda is indeed brooding as you say he is. If we're lucky, we might be able to get some blackmail materials." At this thought, the silvery white haired exorcist let out a dark chuckle that nearly made Lavi run away in hysteric.

The Bookman apprentice nervously eyed at his friend as the warning bells in his mind screamed, 'BLACK ALLEN!'

Neah let out a depressed sigh as he ran the events back in his mind, silently wondering how and why his darling nephew had changed this drastically. "It seemed like just yesterday when he came to me to ask how he's supposed to take over the world, you know," the Noah relayed the message to Crown Clown, who daintily took a sip of Earl Grey tea.

The Innocence in his human persona nodded sagely as he listened to Neah's complaints, not that he wanted to, but because there was nothing else to do and he was bored. His Allen dear had ran off with Bookman Junior to stalk the swordsman exorcist, and as much as he loves his Allen dear, stalking was beneath him. And thus, he had no choice but to sip his afternoon tea (with as much poise and dignity as possible) while he listened to Neah's rants about how much their Allen had changed.

'Yes, what a great way to spend an afternoon,' Crown Clown thought as he took another sip.

"Oi, are you listening to my awesome speech?" Neah let out a twitch when he realized that his conversation partner had done nothing but drink tea.

Crown Clown calmly placed his teacup on its saucer and responded, "Of course, how can I not do anything but listen to you when you're talking that loudly." The Innocence then gave a dramatic roll of his eyes as he resumed with his afternoon tea, and continued with his response after he took another sip, "If you asked me - not that you would, but since there is no one else to listen to you, you'll have to listen to what I say - I believe it is your fault that Allen dear is corrupted."

"Me? I did not corrupt my darling nephew! If anything, Allen became more awesome than he ever did because of me," Neah retorted heatedly, standing up from his spot on the bed to glower at the Innocence for even suggesting such awful thing.

Instead of retaliating to the 'heated discussion' as usual, Crown Clown opened one eye to peer at the Noah, and then took another sip. "I suppose that is somewhat true," the Innocence begrudgingly admitted as he refilled his near empty teacup, and blew to cool down the hot tea. "But you also didn't stop a certain General from corrupting and enslaving Allen dear," Crown Clown pointed out in the same calm tone that unnerved Neah.

"You bastard, stop accusing me! You didn't do anything either," Neah retorted as he glared at the Innocence, who merely ignored his awesome self and continued to blow the tea.

"Well, it's like I can do anything at the time, honey," Crown Clown responded, totally ignoring the Noah's glare and twitch of annoyance, and continued with his explanation, "Allen dear despised me. So it's not like I can appear to him in my human form. Well, if anything, we can just get our revenge on Marian, wouldn't you agree, Neah darling?"

The mention Noah shuddered when he heard Crown Clown calling him in such way. In addition, when he saw a dark sadistic smirk forming on the Innocence's expression, Neah could not help but think that, 'Their similarities are uncanny,' when he remembered that his darling Allen had that expression a few days ago.

"Wouldn't you agree, Neah?" Crown Clown repeated with the same sadistic smile.

Neah sweat dropped in response, and simply said, "Of course, no one gets away with hurting my darling nephew and gets away with it without any consequences."

"I'm glad we can come to that agreement," the Innocence responded with a sadistic smile, resuming with his afternoon tea activity as if he was not planning a certain General's demise.

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While Neah and Crown Clown were having a rather heated discussion in their secret hideout (aka: Allen's bedroom), a certain silvery white haired exorcist and a certain redheaded exorcist were on a secret mission that involved stealth, quick evasive movements, and quietness. In short, they were stalking - err, following and observing a specimen called Yuu Kanda. Allen peered at his target from behind a column as he quietly chewed on his stash of mitarashi dango, ignoring his friend's rather exasperated look at the food.

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He and Lavi were previously hiding/observing Kanda from behind the counter in Jerry's kitchen, when the flamboyant chef asked, "Sweetie, just what are you doing here?"

"Trying to see if Kanda is sulking and pouting like Lavi had said," Allen responded with an innocent smile.

"A secret mission huh?" Jerry beamed, and looked as if he was daydreaming about something. Just as Allen was going to silently walk away, the chef thrust him a bag of something and said, "Well, if you're going on a secret mission, you might need these."

Allen gave a quizzical look at Jerry, and opened the bag to see, "M-mitarashi dango! Jerry, you're the best!"

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And thus, Allen peered at his target with an empty mitarashi dango stick sticking from the corner of his mouth. "Lavi, certainly you're not mistaken, are you?" the silvery white haired exorcist inquired with an eyebrow raised, and a somewhat of a frown appearing on his expression.

"No, of course not," the Bookman apprentice responded with a shake of his head, and added, "After all, I know Yuu-chan. He is most certainly sulking; and if you look closely, you can see the pout too."

Allen only further raised a delicate eyebrow at the statement with uncertainty. He might not have known the swordsman exorcist as long as Lavi had, but he was fairly certain that Kanda was neither sulking or pouting. After all, no one in the right mind would brood and beat the dummy Akuma into an unrecognizable pulp.

No, as far as Allen knew, Yuu Kanda was not sulking or pouting like Lavi had said; he was enraged. By what or whom, Allen had no idea; but he certainly hope that it was not about the soba incident.

'Trust BaKanda not to appreciate my help even though we both know that it's for him,' the silvery white haired grumbled inwardly behind a column.