The lightning flashed, and the house shook with thunder. The air smelt of the wet, and the drip of rain on the roof drove everyone 'd been stuck inside the house without anything to eat for almost a day now, and everything was beginning irritate was the perfect setting for something to go horribly, horribly wrong. Something always goes wrong now-a-days. Three of them were gathered around the fire that was struggling against the damp that made everyone sweat and feel miserable. Tyki kicked open the door, his arms full with logs, dripping wet. He dropped the wood onto the floor, removed his shirt and rung it out over the stove, the water sizzling as it hit the hot metal. Allen brought the mug of tea to his lips and drank the hot liquid ever so slowly. Lavi sat cross-legged, holding his own mug tightly, running his thumbs over the brim absent-mindedly. He brought the mug to his mouth, hands shaking. He slowly took a sip, hands gripping the mug until it shattered. The chips of red clay cut his hands yet he made no move to brush them away.
"Help me." He whispered holding his hands before him, the bloodied tea dripping from his hands. He watched the nails on his trembling hands grow longs and sharp, like the claws of an animal. Lavi grabbed at his face, beginning to scream in agony as his fangs grew longer, cutting into his bottom lip as they grew
"Help me, Allen!" Lavi screamed reaching towards him. Allen stood quickly and backed away from his friend, unsure of what to do.
"What's going on, Tyki? Kanda?!" Allen asked looked around frantically. He saw only darkness. The fire, darkness and Lavi, who was still screaming and wriggling in pain.
"Help me, Allen!" Lavi pleaded and Allen looked down at him in worry. Allen heard the snapping of bones, and he realized it was Lavi's injuries returning. Allen's eyes widened as Lavi toppled to his side. He turned toward Allen, using his unbroken arm to pull his body along the dark hall way that had suddenly stretched between him and Allen.
"You did this to me!" Lavi shreaked as he pulled himself along. Allen backed away slowly, tears streaming down his had his hand reached back in search of the wall, the door, anything. He fell backwards, tripping over some unknown object, landing with a thud. He looked down to see Kanda's arm between his feet. Allen screamed as Kanda's glazed over eyes stared at him, unblinking, unmoving, dead.
"You did this to me." Kanda said, his voice rough, his hand grabbing Allen's 's unblinking eyes looked up at him. Allen kicked him off and backed away again. Kanda stood slowly, his shoulders drooped, head down, hair falling around him. His clothes were torn and still bleeding gashes could be seen even in the darkness. Kanda shuffled his way over to Allen, the unmistakable odd-footfalls and dragging told Allen something was wrong with Kanda's didn't wait a moment to question why the elder vampire was limping, half-dead and in pain. Allen turned on his heels and began running in the opposite direction. The long, dark hallway in which Allen ran seemed to go on forever and Allen question his progress in the attempt to escape whatever place he had stumbled closed his eyes and ran, in the total darkness there was no use in it. In his attempt to flee, Allen ran into someone, falling backwards as he bounced off their chest.
"You did this to me, Allen." Tyki snarled grabbing Allen by the collar and pulling him to his feet.
"You killed me." Kanda stated from behind.
"I would still be alive if not for you!" Lavi said grabbing onto Allen's leg and pulling himself up.
"Why didn't you save us?" All three asked in union. Kanda unsheathed his katana and raised it high.
Allen sat up quickly in bed, dripping in sweat. He pulled his knees up to his chest and buried his head in his legs, struggling not to cry.
"Moyashi?" Kanda asked turning to face him, his hair tangled and reached over and touched Allen's arm when Allen didn't reply. Allen jumped and looked down at Kanda with frightened eyes.
"What is it Allen?" Kanda asked, sitting up, concerned. Allen said nothing once again, and Kanda sighed.
"Did you have one of your dreams?" Kanda asked pulling Allen close and hugging him tightly. Allen nodded, burying his face in Kanda's chest.
"Kanda?" Allen asked, still hugging Kanda tightly.
"Yeah?"
"I'll save you." Allen whispered, with a sad, small smile. Kanda hugged him tighter and sighed.
"I don't need saving, Allen." Kanda stated
"But, Kanda, in my dream everyone was dead and you blamed me for it all." Allen protested. Kanda frowned and kissed him gently.
"You're the one who needs saving, Allen. Those dreams are just predictions, the future isn't set in stone just yet. I'll help change it with you, if that's what you want."
"You'd really do that for me?" Allen asked wiping his eyes with the back of his hand, Kanda chuckled as he did so.
"I'd do anything for you, Allen. I'd help prevent the future you see if it means staying by your side. It's because I love you." Kanda stated and Allen's eyes widened.
"What was that?" Allen asked, his voice barely over a whisper.
"I love you, Allen." Kanda repeated. Allen stayed silent for what seemed like an eternity to the elder vampire. It wasn't because he didn't know how to respond, but because he couldn't find his voice. Whenever he went to speak, nothing would escape his lips. In truth, Allen was terrified.
"Don't you know I love you too, BaKanda." Allen smiled, finding his voice. Kanda smiled, pulled Allen closer, and kissed him.