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Holy shitsicles. I have not written anything in so long. I hope ya all can forgive me. It was a very turbulent time and I have not had the time to post lovely chapters for all of you. I hope I can make it up to you all with new chapters.

Oh on a side note, I did actually have another chapter for this, but alas when my sweet baby imac died on me, everything was taken with it. How sad right? But I think this one came out much better. I need to get back into the swing of things, so if anyone notices some differences, feel free to alert me. Kay? Good.

Love SakamotoBlossom

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"Go and find him." Komui had said to them. An order that neither the exorcist nor the bookman would go against. They needed to find their companion before any trouble arose, or worse, before he could potentially hurt himself. It was wrong of them to hide their meeting with Komui from the moyashi, since after all; it was about him and concerned his condition. The tone that he had heard the Chief Officer of the Black Order use probably did not make anything better. With the day that he had, his tone became unnecessarily harsh and cold. Allen must have been completely hurt by the conversation, even though it had not been the intention. Komui wanted to find the source of what was making Allen so sick like this and a cold tone was not like him. The white haired exorcist should have realized it but alas, he had not and damage had been done.

The order was in a complete ruckus, with all the close friends of Allen chipping in and looking around when they had time to do so. There was no sign of him at all inside, making Lavi as well as Kanda worry. Was Allen alright? Was he in a safe place? Or was he gone, in pain and feeling betrayed by himself? The guilt was hitting them like a brick wall. How could they have harmed him like this?

The two readied themselves to go out, dressing for the cold snow just outside the walls. Gazing out, Kanda grew furious, angry with himself. The poor cement wall bared the brunt of his anger when Kanda's fist made contact. "Damn it! Where the hell did he go?" Anger with himself forced itself out as anger towards Allen. They had noticed nothing in the other's room had been touched, and his jacket was gone. At least he had a coat, but that would only do him some good in this weather. The forecast had been a storm would be approaching and conditions would be dangerous. "Calm down Yu." Lavi addressed, putting a gloved hand on his shoulder. "We need to just worry about finding him and making sure he is safe and sound." At least the red head had a level head right now. Or at least it appeared so. He was worried.

While over the course of them looking after Allen and taking care of him, he realized how important they were to the white haired being and how important he was to them. They needed each other now. After harming Allen like this, they had to clear the air and repair what had been damaged, before any permanent breaks could be made. He only hoped that Allen would forgive them still.

Leaving the order and going into the cold world that was darkening, they searched around. It was like looking for a needle in a haystack. Any tracks were being covered up by the free falling snow, blurring out any hope. Kanda was beginning to wish he could cut the clouds and get rid of all this godforsaken cold weather. Just when things started to look bleak, they noticed the distant lights ahead. A town! "Yu… He could be there." Lavi stated, nearly smacking himself at how stupid they had been. Allen would have probably headed there! He at least had some sense to not go wandering around like an idiot! "Let's go!" Kanda and he picked up their pace, running now through the snow that only seemed to want to hinder them.

The town was not lively at this time. The occasional pub that they stopped to check in was filled with drunks and loose women, none of them having any idea who Allen was or if they had even seen him. The only information that they got was the fact that a man said he would 'totally bang Kanda if he didn't have a dick.' Suffice to say, that only made things worse and caused that man to suddenly lose the ability to be conscious. Kanda had hit him so hard; the man was out within moments.

"Allen!" Lavi's voice called out though was suppressed. They could see nothing and hear nothing. "It's getting late… Maybe he returned back to the order…" The redhead could only hope. Dark eyes gazed off into the white flurry, and noticed something out of the ordinary. A large snowflake that wasn't falling down but rather, flying erratically. The 'snowflake' grew closer and closer until it just about smacked right into Kanda's chest. "Timcanpy?" Neither of them was expecting to see this odd creature here yet at the same time, it was a sign of relief. If Timcanpy was here, Allen must be near. The golem buzzed around, biting at their clothes and tugging them, trying to get a message to them. He was going to lead them to Allen. That was clear.

Following the small, golden ball-like creature, the group arrived at a bridge. "Allen!" Lavi thought the worst, running to the side of the bridge, to see if the other might have jumped. He prayed that this was not the case. Kanda looked around, and noticed Timcanpy trying to get their attention again, by how it flew to the edge and underneath the bridge. Finding a way down, they hurried to catch up.

Underneath the bridge, Allen laid, nearly covered in snow that blew under. It looked like the golem might have dragged him under, to protect him and save him. God knows how Allen might have fared if the creature had not saved him. "Hang in there Allen!" The two ran over to his limp form, lifting him up and brushing the snow from his body. Seeing an all too pale skin tone, Kanda reached up and brushed his hand under the other's bangs, feeling his skin freezing. "Moyashi! Open your eyes. Wake up!" The dark haired man ordered, shaking Allen. Lavi shouted at him, telling him to not shout, when a reaction came from the white haired boy. A groan of exhaustion mixed with pain fell from pale lips and his eyes cracked open. Tear tracks were clear on his cheeks, eyes red. He had been crying. A shudder ran through his body, making him go limp once more. At least he was alive. Expecting Kanda to lash out at the boy, Lavi prepared to snatch him away, only to be surprised when the other unzipped his coat and put it on Allen. "We have to get some shelter. The snow is only going to get worse and I don't want to risk carrying him through it." Kanda said. Lavi only nodded in agreement.

After securing the coat on the white haired boy, Lavi helped load him onto Kanda's back and they hurried to locate an inn to stay at. There was one not too far away, though the elderly man running it claimed that all rooms were taken. His wife, a kind looking soul, stopped them before they could even think of leaving and said that there was a room left, but it was small and only one bed was there. Without a thought they accepted it, thanking her.

Once in the room, the two took on the task of reheating their fallen companion. Survival training was kicking in. First, get out of the cold clothing. If awake, Allen would have made a fuss about being undressed to the point of near nudity, save for the fact they had just stripped him to his underwear. But at the moment he put up no fight. Their hands ghosted over his body, treating him as if he was a fragile porcelain doll. He might as well be one in this condition. Once out of the clothes, Lavi worked him under the covers. His gaze softened when looking him over. He seemed so small. Looking over to Kanda, they momentarily made eye contact, as if silently communicating before looking away and undressing their own clothes until down to their own undergarments. Body heat was the best remedy in this situation. The covers of the small bed were lifted up and the two bodies joined the weak one. It was difficult, finding a suitable position for them all, so that none would be falling off and the body in the middle would not be cold. In the end, things were settled, with Allen's back pulled against Lavi's chest as well as being half curled on Kanda. With the rise and fall of Kanda's chest, Allen's head would lift up gently and go back down. Gradually things were getting warmer.

Once more making eye contact with one another, an odd spark of emotion was shared before looking down at the sleeping moyashi between them. His face was clear of any signs of pain and no groans escaped. Allen looked at peace. The bookman had been lost in his thoughts when he saw a hand stroke through the short colorless hair. Kanda, with tenderness so unlike him, was smoothing the damp and messy hair. "Rest well Allen…" Lavi whispered and the room settled into a comfortable silence, in which only the soft sound of breathing and heartbeats could be heard.


Wow, it has been a really long time since I have written. I feel so out of it. I haven't read Dgrayman in forever. I have been waiting for updates on the manga haha. Oh well. I think I did a good job. Tried to keep things in character as best as I could. Again, be sure to review and tell me if anything is amiss. I just love hearing from you all. Just make sure it is positive. Besides all that, please enjoy this~!

Love SakamotoBlossom