Allen slowly walked up the metal stairs, his footsteps clanging against the floor He looked up.
A confusing spiral of stairs wounded up and up until it disappeared into an expanse of darkness. Allen gulped. He didn't know why the Black Order was so creepy, but the endless tower and basements that looked remarkably like dungeons were kind of disturbing.
Allen stopped walking, his previous steps now the only sound resounding in the tower. He was at his destination. A dark mahogany door. It was plain and simple, but the mere sight of it made Allen gulp. He could feel a murderous aura emanating from the inside.
Taking any scattered remains of courage that he had, Allen knocked. A rushing of footsteps, a turn on a doorknob, and immediately, the door opened, a rush of wind blowing on Allen's face. A long-haired teen was standing in the doorway, his face betraying surprise for just a second before reverting back to their regular angry expression. Kanda's eyes were cold and as piercing as ever.
"What?" he asked roughly.
The poor white-haired boy stuttered, "Ah, oh, uh-"
"Fuck you."
Kanda slammed the door back and Allen stopped it only just in time, preventing his face from getting hit. It only ever so slightly ticked Allen off.
He growled. "What the hell was that for, Bakanda?!"
Kanda just turned his head away, his eyebrows furrowed angrily.
"Whatever, Moyashi. Just fuck the fuck off, you fuckin' fucker."
Allen raised an eyebrow. "Wow. I think that's the first time I've heard 'fuck' said so many times in one sentence."
Kanda turned to him, his face a perfect epitome of murderous intent.
"Fuck. Off." He whispered forcefully.
"No." Allen replied defiantly.
Suddenly, Kanda grabbed the collar of Allen's shirt, dragging him close. Pulling his fist back, Kanda let loose a punch, colliding hard with Allen's cheekbone. The force felt like a solid brick and blood started gathering in Allen's mouth.
"Ow…" he muttered.
Kanda yelled, "What the fuck do you want me to do then?! I said 'LEAVE'!"
Allen glared. "And I said 'NO'!" he replied just as forcefully.
Kanda stared at Allen, confusion and irritation mixed in his expression. Allen seemed determined, his silver eyes set and his mouth pressed in a firm line, despite the punch Kanda had delivered. As he stared, his eyes slowly lowered to Allen's lips. Unconsciously it seemed, Kanda's head moved forward just a little bit, his breath blowing warmly on Allen's face. Allen himself started to calm down, his eyes slowly closing, waiting. Kanda's expression became entranced, curious.
"Moyashi…" Kanda whispered. As he drew closer, he held Allen's cheek. Unfortunately, it was the same cheek that he had hit.
"Ow!" Allen started back, realizing just how much his cheek was smarting. Touching the side of his face gently, he whispered again, "ow…"
For a moment, Kanda looked surprised, taken away from the moment. But soon after that, his expression turned into one of embarrassment and anger.
"Argh! Idiot Moyashi! What the-?! Just-just get the hell out!"
He pointed at the door behind Allen, his face furious. The white-haired boy frowned.
"Why the hell should I?"
Kanda leaned in close, his mouth set in a gritted scowl.
"Because this is my fuckin' room, got that, Moyashi?"
"Well, what do I care, Bakanda?"
Kanda twitched. Dimly, Allen wondered what he was doing. It was as if he was suicidal, seeing as he was practically egging Kanda on to slice his head off. But, he felt he had to. To be rebellious, rough, mean. To prove something, Allen didn't know.
Allen continued. "Can't you be even a bit more sociable, Kanda? Maybe I was just trying to chat with you, ever thought of that?"
Kanda snorted. "Oh, yeah, great. Try to have a nice pleasant conversation with me. Now, why the hell doesn't that seem to mix?"
"Shut up, stupid!"
"Fuck you, baka!"
"Moron!"
"Shit-head!"
"Girly man!"
"Just get the fuck out, alright? If all you're here for is to insult me, then get the hell out."
Allen blinked, surprised. And hurt. Allen hadn't thought those insults meant anything, had they?
"K-kanda, wh-"
"Get the HELL out of here!"
Allen jumped and stumbled out of the doorway. The door immediately slammed behind him, leaving him to stare, sprawled on the floor, at nothing but the endless spiral of the staircase.
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Allen sat, his knees huddled close to his chest, on a red couch. Lenalee was sitting beside him, attempting to comfort Allen.
"Oh, it's okay, Allen. I'm sure he didn't mean it." Her voice was sweet, but Allen didn't bother to bring his head up. His head buzzed with questions. Had Kanda finally gotten tired of him? Was he nothing but some annoying object now? Allen wasn't sure anymore.
"Maybe he finally got tired of me. Maybe he doesn't care anymore…"
Allen knew he was sounding really gay and pitiful, but he didn't care much. He could only worry at what Kanda felt for him now.
"Allen. He does care about you. He does, really. You just got to trust him to actually get around to that point."
Allen snorted. "And when will that be? Maybe in a hundred years?"
A hand slapped the back of his head, causing him to mutter, "ow…"
Allen looked up and saw Lenalee, her eyes defiant.
"Stop being so depressed. Be cheerful. Enjoy yourself. Trust me. Kanda'll get around to it. You know that. He's just too stubborn right now to get over what you did to him."
Allen cringed at the reminder of his cruelty to Kanda.
"Okay, Lenalee. Whatever you say…"
Lenalee smiled warmly.
"Good. Now let's go enjoy ourselves, shall we? The festival starts in a few minutes."
Sighing, Allen got up. "Alright. Let's go."
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"Ugh, god, Yuu, you are so dumb."
Kanda twitched threateningly.
"What was that?"
"Couldn't you tell what Allen was trying to do?"
Kanda sighed in annoyance.
"Yes, I'm fully aware of what the Moyashi was trying to do."
"And I can't believe you punched him in the face! Who does that?!"
"He was being annoying. Now shut up."
"You have got to realize his intent here!"
"Lavi, you better shut up now or I will shove this stick up your ass."
Lavi ignored him and blew out, "Come on, Yuu-chan! He was trying to patch things up with you! How could you not notice?!"
"For the love of-! Do you ignore everything I say?! I said that I knew what the goddamn fuckin' Moyashi was trying to do!"
"Allen was trying to ask you out for a date to the festival! Why didn't you say 'yes'?" Lavi whined, still ignoring Kanda' replies. Deftly, he dodged a sudden punch to the face and continued, "Kanda, you have to go apologize right now. I mean, really, what idiot goes and doesn't forgive their lover?"
Kanda shot straight up, an urge to hit Lavi in the face pulsing through his body.
"You. Are so goddamn annoying, baka-usagi. I'm going now."
Lavi looked up, surprised. "To where?"
Kanda rolled his eyes. "Where else? To the fuckin' fair."
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This is such a sssshooorrt chapter but I had amazingly huge writer's block, so hopefully, this will provide me a pathway to the actual end of this story. By the way, I've never said this before, but thank you for all the reviews! Because really, if it wasn't for you guys, I would just stop writing! So a big huge thank you cookie!
And again, I'm sorry for this amazingly short, amazingly sucky chapter. I promise, or hope I can, that the next one will be better! :D