I know you guys are mad at how I left the last chappie. In all honesty, I was gonna make you wait longer, but my friend who is a fan of my writing was sick yesterday and I wanted to surprise him. I was up until like 5 this morning working on it, so I hope you like!

Kanda was sitting at a full table. Albeit, it was a table filled with bitchy, holier-than-thou, fake wannabe Barbie dolls, but the table was full none the less. Needless to say, if he had a choice, he would be sitting anywhere else than with this group of gossiping, giggling, hair flipping, salad eating, fake tan wearing girls. Hell, he'd rather sit with the Usagi than these people.

Kanda sat there, silently seething at the company he was forced to keep, when a certain name brought him crashing into the conversation.

"Can you believe that new kid Allen?" one of Sydney's friends said, her voice an obnoxious and nasally sound, thoroughly grating on his nerves further. If he wasn't so interested (not that he would admit) in the conversation, he would have told her to "shut the fuck!"

"He's such a freak!" Barbie #1 exclaimed; finishing her thought after the occupants of the table nodded their heads.

"Ugh, I know!" Another one screeched in a voice pitched so high a dog couldn't even hope to hear it. "He's repulsive! I mean, have you seen his face?"

"Totally! If I was his mother, and he was born that way, I would have ditched him on the side of the road to die!" Sydney's best friend- Marie? Meredith? Becky? - said, joining in on the bitches ranting about the Moyashi.

Kanda was livid. How dare these fake bitches talk about his Moyashi like that! How dare they insult him for something he had no control over! How dare they even think for a second that they are better than him! That they deserve better than him! His Moyashi was strong willed, obnoxious, and stubborn. He was gentle and caring; never hurting anyone's feelings or being anything less than the perfect gentleman. But he also wasn't weak. Like the way he took that shit from Grayson and Eddie. When Kanda had found him, he was about to get the shit knocked out of his ass- and looked like he already had- but he still had that calm composure.

"Ha! If I was his mother, I would have given him the scar to warn all the people." Sydney's voice cut through the endless stream of cruel words against Allen. Kanda's head whipped around to stare at her in disbelief and disgust. He knew she wasn't exactly fond of Allen- not many were- but he had no idea it went to this extent. "I mean, there is no way in hell that his arm is from a fire! My cousin was burned at it looks way better than that thing. He had to have been born with it. No wonder his mother left him to die- I would."

Kanda was frozen. Here he thought he had actually found someone that didn't downright suck and was actually okay to hang out with (among other things) and in all honesty she was just like the rest of these lowlifes with nothing better to do with their time than make fun of a kid who was different.

"You all have a lot of nerve talking about the Moyashi like that, especially seeing as he's a better person than all of you combined." He said, his voice no louder than it would be in a regular conversation with the Usagi; which, now that it's mentioned, almost always includes him threatening to cause bodily harm to said retarded rabbit.

All down the table, an odd hush fell over everyone and they all turned their attention to Kanda. They all had looks of shock on their faces, as if they couldn't believe that anyone; let alone Kanda Yuu, could fell for Allen anything less than hatred and disgust.

"Allen is a better person than any of you could ever dream of being. All of you sit here and judge him for how he looks, cause that's all you shallow, self absorbed, small minded bitches can see. You are the ones that should be ashamed. You are the ones that people should be disgusted by. You deserve to die." With that, Kanda stormed out of the cafeteria looking murderous, walking quickly so he could locate those silver eyes as quickly as possible.

I'M A PRETTY PRINCESS, A PRETTY PRETTY PRINCESS. I'M A PRETTY PRINCESS!

Kanda had been looking for Allen for an hour at least before he started to get worried. He knew Allen wouldn't have gone back to his room after he saw Kanda with Sydney; he liked to move when he was thinking. That's why Kanda thought that he would wander around the school grounds for a little bit in the hopes of finding Allen. It wasn't his best plan, but it was the only one he had.

He had barely encountered anyone on his walk, and the last person he saw was a forty five minutes ago when he was near the library. So you can imagine his surprise when he came across not one, but two people, who were laughing loudly at something that had happened earlier.

"Can you believe that Allen kid?" One of them asked. It was a girl. He could tell by her distinctly feminine drawl.

"I know!" The other one- also a girl- gushed. "Who does he think he is, trying to take on Garrett like he's some great person?"

"Filth like that doesn't even deserve to live."

"Viv, were you even paying attention to what we were walking on? Did you see the way that thing looked? He won't be alive long after what Garrett and Eddie did," the girl without a name said.

"Good riddance," Viv responded; sounding thoroughly happy that Allen may be in dire need of help. "The world's better off without him anyway Luxa."

"Hells to the yeah!" Luxa agreed enthusiastically. They both laughed like they had told the funniest joke in the world.

Kanda was seeing red. Not only did those bastards go near his Moyashi, but from what he gathered, Allen could have fatal wounds and no one would give a damn. 'Knowing the Moyashi,' he thought bitterly, 'he probably didn't even go to the nurse's office'.

"Shit!" He swore, knowing that there was no way in hell that Allen would ever go to the nurse for help; they would merely refuse to aid him and he would die from…..whatever it was. That angered Kanda; not only was he not there to protect his Beansprout, but he didn't even know what was wrong with him.

Then, I fiery burning hatred ate at his insides, consuming him, paralyzing him. He wasn't mad at Sydney, or her friends; no. He was mad at himself. He hated himself. If he could have manned up and excepted the fact that what he was feeling for the silverette went far in the opposite direction from hatred, Allen would be safe and sound, possibly even sitting with Kanda in the cafeteria consuming an ungodly amount of food. But because he was a coward, a fool; because of his stupid plan and sense of pride, he let Allen slip from between his fingertips and now he was hurt. And Kanda hated himself for it.

Running through the halls, he weaved in and out of the students as he neared the more used parts of the school. He hopped up flights of stairs quickly and agilely, with a gracefulness that only a predator could possess. When he reached the door level- a good three flights of stairs up- Kanda was barely winded from the adrenaline coursing through his veins. He had to get to Allen- had to- before it was too late.

When Kanda finally got to Allen's room, he rammed his knuckles against the door, nearly splintering it in his haste to see his Moyashi. As he stood there waiting for Allen to drag his ass over to the door, his foot bounced up and down in agitation and anticipation. Right as Kanda was about to knock again, the door swung open, revealing a creature he assumed to be his Allen Walker.

The person he was staring at was mangled in every way, with dried blood clumped in his hair and on his neck while fresh blood streamed from a cut from his arm and right over his eyebrow. He had cuts and gashes covering every visible inch of his body, and every inch of skin was quickly turning a sickly blackish – blue color that he had never seen before.

He was appalled. Allen, his Moyashi, had been beaten and cut past the point of recognition. Kanda was horrified that anyone could even think of doing this, furious that anyone would dare do this, and amazed that Allen was still standing.

Even beaten and bloody, Allen was still the most beautiful person Kanda had ever seen. Kanda lifted his hand to caress Allen's cheek, mindful of the many cuts and bruises covering the surface. He gently lifted Allen's chin with his pointer finger on his other hand so that he could see the Moyashi's silver eyes. He then took a deep breath and slowly lowered his face down towards Allen. They were only a centimeter apart when Allen suddenly Stepped onto his tip toes, bringing their lips together in a tentative kiss.

Don't hate me, but I had to leave it there! I promise to update soon if i get at least five reviews!