Hello!~ I updated early because I just happened to finish on time. So I've been looking at all the views and everything and...how do I put this? If you guys give me...5 reviews I'll update the next chapter. There aren't too many readers so...(awkward silence...) ...5 reviews? Please?

Warnings: Swearing! A bit..not that much. That's it though.

Disclaimer: Erm... do you see my name anywhere on the book? No? Exactly.

"What the hell did you do?" Kanda yelled at the top of his lungs and shook my shoulders. He cursed and ran to look for bandages as I just stood there watching him run around the house for supplies.

Kanda POV

The moment Allen took his coat off, I froze and almost dropped in shock by what Allen did for me. He went through all that pain just to get me my sword. I mean, it's a sword. I'm pretty sure my high quality sword won't melt under that heat. Moyashi's left arm was completely red and scarred from being stuck into the fire. The burns went to just under his shoulder and it was swelling really badly. I took a closer look at his hand and almost winced. The fire was so bad that even his nails were burnt and turned completely black. Truth be told, I'm surprised his nails didn't fall right off.

"What the hell did you do?" I screamed at him and ran to the washroom. I can't believe it. Ever since he got here, he's just being hurt more and more by me! That Mana person is an idiot! Who would leave such a stupid kid with me of all people? If that Mana knows my name, he probably knows me… I shivered in disgust about being spied on. I hastily swept through everything in the cabinet with my eyes before finding the roll of bandages. I was just about to pick up the disinfectant but thought better of it. Allen would probably start screaming like a girl and telling me to stop burning him even more. After grabbing a few more things, I arrived back in the foyer slightly out of breath because of anger, and from running around. The moyashi was staring at me like I was a tourist attraction and I fidgeted.

"Come to the couch, I'm dressing your wounds." I ground out as I flipped around and hoped he would follow me. There was no use for the chain anymore. His 'Mana' told him to stay with me and I think Allen trusts Mana a lot.

3rd person POV

Two figures walked to the couch and the white-haired one sat down.

"Is this going to hurt?" Allen asked quietly as he slowly brought out his arm from behind him.

"I can make it hurt." Allen paled but still stuck out his arm for Kanda.

"Does it hurt right now?"

"No, I think it went numb." Allen fidgeted while Kanda gently washed his arm with water and dried his arm off. Allen has never seen such a…caring side of Kanda. Maybe this is how he treats Mugen? Allen zoned off and thought about Kanda while unknowingly started staring at him.

"-yashi, moyashi!" Allen jumped in fright but calmed down when he saw it was just Kanda. He looked at his arm to see that it's been completely wrapped up in white bandages. Testing his arm out, he soon deducted that he could still feel his arm and it was fully mobile.

"Thanks Kan-" Kanda grabbed Allen's right arm and pulled him forward until their faces were close. Allen blushed and was going to shake him off but Kanda used his other hand to move Allen's hair away from his left eye. Right above where the cut starts, there was a red star burned into his skin. The burn was dripping small amounts of blood but was thankfully not swelling up anymore.

"Moyashi." Kanda's voice turned dangerous as he glared at Allen. Allen yelped in shock and wrenched his arm out of Kanda's grasp. He flipped over the couch and hit behind it, peeking his head over the back after a few seconds.

"I forgot! I swear!" Allen pleaded and hid again when Kanda death glared him.

"How can you forget a huge cut on your face?!"

"I don't know!" Allen heard Kanda stand up and Allen started shaking from fear. He tried to pinpoint where Kanda was coming from and he crawled the other way. Their little game of tag continued until Kanda finally got fed up and in a burst of speed, caught Allen's shirt.

"Stop! Please don't hurt me!" When Allen turned around again, Kanda saw tears pooling on the edges of his eye. Kanda froze and slowly backed away a few steps. Allen hung his head down and started shaking and crying.

"Hey. Moyashi." Kanda used a gentle voice (as gentle as it can get), and kneeled down to Allen's level. Allen shied away from him and started hiccupping while he forced himself to stop crying like a baby.

"Hey, look. I'm sorry, ok?" Kanda reached a hand out and held Allen's shoulder. Allen jolted but didn't move away.

"Please…Please don't hurt me anymore."

FLASHBACK (^.^)

"You stupid brat!" A gruff voice was heard and a shatter of glass soon followed. A small boy who looked about 7 to 8 years old crouched in the corner of a room. He covered his ears as the man screamed again. Spiky red hair came into the boy's vision as the man held a bottle of bleach in his hand. His eyes-well, actually eye- was hazy and cheeks slightly flushed from the alcohol.

"You're a disgrace, you know that!" Allen started crying and shuffled farther into the wall if that was possible.

"Go die." The last two words were spat in his face as the man lifted the bottle of bleach and splashed it all over the boy. Once the liquid hit his skin, he felt like his nerves were on fire and he was being burned alive. He screamed in pain and rolled on the ground, writhing and kicking.

"Piece of shit." The man snarled at the boy and walked away grabbing another wine bottle and slamming the door behind him.

TIME SKIP

Allen POV

I slowly drifted back from unconsciousness and zoned in on my surroundings. I took in my surroundings and found out that I was still lying down on the wooden floor. My entire body was numb and from what I could see without moving, almost my entire outfit turned white from the bleach. I focused in on my hand and found that the skin turned completely white. It wasn't a pasty white, just…white. I guess you could say that it was as white as snow, not like I was any darker before. I slowly lifted myself up and scrunched my eyes shut from the pain of moving. I walked to the washroom and looked at myself in the mirror. What I saw didn't come to a shock to me as I walked away. My hair was all white from root to tip and so was my entire face. All of the visible skin I could see was white and I was too lazy to bother checking underneath my clothes. It was probably the same.

I walked out of the door and stared at the house one more time. Right on this doorstep, I promised myself that I would never come back to this house ever again. I scowled and my mood turned foul. I spat on the property and walked away ignoring the stares of passerby's.

"Hey, brat!" I froze at once and was just about to run away when the same man from yesterday grabbed me from behind and slung me over his shoulder, walking back towards the house.

"Where do you think you're going?" I heard the hate and fury come off his person in continuous waves. He picked me up and threw me on the ground. I landed hard on my back and skidded a few feet back. As I lay on the ground, the red-haired man came up to me and scowled at my pitiful figure.

"Didn't I tell you to die?" He screamed and punched me in the face. The kicking and punching continued for a few more minutes until the man got tired of me and stomped upstairs to his bedroom, probably to drink even more.

END

Kanda was shocked to say the least as he watched the boy break down. Wasn't it just yesterday when the boy literally jumped on him and almost killed him? Kanda watched the boy incredulously as even more tears streamed down his pale cheeks and he started rubbing invisible places like they hurt. Now Kanda was really worried. Sure he was usually the one who didn't care at all about a person's well-being, but think about it this way. Let's say you were babysitting a child, any age but still younger than you. You would obviously be protective right? Otherwise the parents of said child would murder you in your sleep and do it brutally as well. Well right now, Kanda felt like the babysitter. I mean, a dead guy just put the whole responsibility of this child right into his hands saying: 'Oh, here you go. Take care of him, feed him, do whatever to him. Have fun!' and then walk away. It's not so easy is it?

Kanda gave a small sigh and wrapped his arms around the boy.

"Shh. Calm down, moyashi. No one's going to hurt you, I'm right here." Kanda ruefully patted Allen's head and rubbed his back until the smaller boy calmed down enough to stop crying waterfalls. Allen wiped his eye and looked up at Kanda.

"Thank you." The smile was the sweetest Kanda had ever seen. The smallest upturn of his lips and tilt of his head. Kanda blushed and looked away.

"It's nothing." Kanda ruffled Allen's hair and stood up. Kanda was heading off to get more bandages but was tackled from behind with a rough hug. Kanda almost fell but caught himself on the couch that was -luckily- right beside him.

"Come on, let me clean that wound." Allen looked a bit wary but followed none the less. A full hour was taken to clean Allen's wound, take a look at his eye, and eat lunch.

They were sitting at the dining table eating a plate (or three in Allen's case), of dango. For once, there was no name calling or rude remarks. The meal was eaten in silence as each boy thought of their own things. Allen finished his last dango and placed his plate in the sink to wash later. He walked back to the table and sat down again waiting for Kanda to finish.

"Hey, Kanda."

"Hn?"

"What's your favourite colour?" Allen placed his head on his hands and watched Kanda slowly eat his sweet dessert (not that he really liked it much). Kanda raised an eyebrow at the weird question.

"Don't have one. I don't care much for colours." Allen didn't want to start another fight so he moved on to the next question.

"Why do you keep your hair long?"

"Why? Are you saying it's girly?" Kanda gave him a half glare.

"N-no! Not at all! I just think it's a bit weird –I mean- different." Allen placed lightly.

Kanda huffed at him but let it go. After that, a comfortable silence fell over the two as Allen continued watching Kanda eat painstakingly slowly. Kanda picked up the second stick of dango and looked at it carefully before looking at Allen.

"Open your mouth."

"W-" Allen couldn't even finish the word before Kanda stuck the first dango into his mouth and pulled the stick back and ate the second one. Although Allen was shocked, he forced himself not to show it and instead chewed the delicious sweet carefully.

"Hey, Kanda?"

"Yes?"

"Do you have any friends?"

"Alma."

"Other than him."

"…"

"I'm guessing that's a no…" Kanda didn't look affected at all.

"Who needs friends anyways? They'll just talk about you behind your back and mooch off of you until they've gained everything they possibly could and then walk away."

"That's not true! What about Alma?"

"He's an exception. Have you had any friends?" Kanda looked at him raising an eyebrow and fixing his long bangs so they weren't completely in front of his eyes.

"…Well, no…"

"Then you shouldn't be saying anything."

"…Then…Kanda, will you be my friend?" Allen looked into his eyes shyly. Not expecting this, Kanda stared incredulously at the white-haired boy. A few more minutes past and Allen wasn't given a reply, just a never-ending stare. You could clearly see that the boy was getting irritated.

"You know what, forget it. Just pretend I never asked-"

"Yes. I guess I will be your friend." Kanda sighed out begrudgingly but none the less, it was still a yes. At once Allen's face lit up and he gave a wide smile. Just as he was about to say something else, probably something sickly sweet, Kanda stuck the last dango in his mouth making him shut up.

"Bakanda!" Allen screamed after swallowing.

"Moyashi."

"Bastard!"

"Starting with colourful language now, are we?" Kanda smirked causing Allen to go red with anger.

"Shut up! Last time you told me that I wasn't creative."

"So you're being more creative by swearing?"

"Well what else am I supposed to call you? Honey buns?"

"If you want to." A slightly awkward silence followed on Allen's part.

"Hell no!"

"It's open for you, whenever you want, go ahead and call me that." Kanda's voice was laced with humour and there was a hint of sarcasm.

"In your dreams asshole." What he got in reply was a smirk which made Allen that much more angry at him. Kanda reached forward towards Allen and grabbed his chin. Allen's eyes widened and his mouth opened slightly. Kanda took this opportunity and put the last dango on the stick in his mouth before letting go and throwing all the sticks away in the trash. Allen blushed as he watched Kanda gracefully slip out of his chair with his long hair swishing behind him.

'Bastard.'

The end! Well for this chapter at least. 5 reviews people! That's all I'm looking for to update the next chapter! Kay thanks bye. ^.^