"It's more sanitary." Kanda answered. He never quite understood why people thought that dancing around would help their bladder problems, but shrugged it off.
"Next door on the left is the bathroom." Kanda snickered, "Please go into the door that had the picture in blue. You know the one without the dress." If he didn't speak up soon, Allen would run right past the door. He was such a kid most of the time...how old was Allen anyways?
Left, next door on the left. Which one was the left? Allen looked around frantically, looking for the door marked in blue with a dress. Wait; was it with a dress or without one? Allen looked at both of the doors. One was marked in blue, but it didn't have a dress on. Oh, which one was it?! Closing his eyes, Allen chose a door at random, hopefully choosing the right one. He walked in and did his business, and walked up to the smaller bowl, pushed the knob, then stuck his hands underneath. Ouch, the water was hot. Allen pulled his hands out really quick, glared at the knobs, then left, leaving the water running.
"All done!" Allen said, waving his hands around. He smiled at Kanda and walked to where the main office...might be. Did I mention Allen had a terrible sense of direction?
Kanda didn't say a word, glad that no one was around to see that Allen had used the girl's bathroom...even after his warning. Whatever, no one would know unless he left the seat up...if he even knew to lift it in the first place.
"Where are...?" Kanda sighed, following after the eternally lost boy that he seemed to have 'adopted' somewhere along the line. "This way leads to the classrooms. I need a pass." That was what he forgot! He didn't get a pass from that stupid gum popping wench. Goody. They got to visit her twice in one day.
"The office is this way. Forget already?" He waited for Allen to turn around, an amused look on his face.
Allen scoffed and incredulous look on his face. He never forgot anything. Well, except where the bathrooms were, and which one to use, and which way the main office was, and which side was the left...okay, so he forgot some things sometimes. But not very often. Allen smiled and shook his head, grabbing Kanda's arm and making it to the main office without further disruptions. It wasn't that hard to follow the big arrows that said 'MAIN OFFICE', even for the directionally challenged. Allen made it to the office and practically skipped up to the desk, holding out his hand.
"Pass please." He said, still smiling. The girl scoffed and rolled her eyes, popping another piece of that strange sweet smelling stuff. Where did she get that other piece from? Allen knew she threw out the one he gave back to her. Was there some type of underground market for chewing devices going on? Allen glowered as the girl blew a big bubble and popped it. Quick as greased lightning, Allen shot out and grabbed it, throwing it into the metal can sitting innocently in the corner.
"And no more popping please." He said, still frowning.
"Kanda, do you need a pass?" The girl completely ignored Allen, swearing that the next time the brat saw her chewing gum she would spit it in his hair and smear it. That would show him.
Kanda glared, pissed because; well, because she had ignored the boy that pulled the gum out of her mouth. He enjoyed the foul item being gone so much, he wasn't sure if he'd tell Allen that that was just something humans chewed when they were hungry bored or had really bad breath.
"Yes. Weneed a pass." He put a bit of emphasis on the "we", now she had to put both of their names on said pass or face his wrath. Really, was being late always going to be this complicated? Probably as long as I have Bean Sprout with me.
Allen looked between the two and frowned again. Was he not getting a "pass"? He really, really wanted one. Allen wasn't sure what the pass was for, but they sounded exciting. Would they get him discounts or something? Allen would ask Kanda later. Until then, they had to go to the "classroom". That sounds dangerous. Allen tipped his head curiously when the girl held out a little piece of paper to Kanda. He leaned over and studied it. Was that it? Was that "the pass"?
"Mr. Kanda, now that we have the pass, what are we going to do?" Allen asked, looking at the little square piece of paper curiously.
"Now we can go to class without the teachers shooting us dirty looks." Well, most teachers anyways. "What? Were you expecting something amazing?"
Allen looked at Kanda in horror. Going to class without gaining dirty looks wasn't enough? The poor little piece of paper had to do something else too? And this is how Mr. Kanda used his saving grace? By disrespecting it in front of everyone? Allen snatched the little piece of paper and held it to his chest, shaking his head at Kanda, as if he was disappointed.
"Mr. Kanda, I'm disappointed." Well, look at that, apparently he was. Allen walked out of the office with the little piece of paper, nose stuck up in the air. He would find classroom- Allen squinted down at the little square- 224 all by himself. And with this pass, no one could give him dirty looks. With a nod, Allen walked off, leaving Kanda behind to find classroom 224 all by his lonesome.
But only if he doesn't get lost first.
Sadly, the pass didn't do that as well. Thanks to the girl at the front desk, once the bell rung? It was dirty look galore. People looked at Allen and laughed, some whispered and others scowled. The ones that weren't somehow connected to Ms. Front desk were stuck wondering why everyone else was staring.
Meanwhile Kanda was completely at a loss as to where Allen could be. How could one kid be so damn fast? It must have been one of those alternate universe things. "Allen?" Kanda couldn't believe he was calling the other like he would a lost dog or kid that he ended up babysitting. "Allen where are you?"
It didn't take long for Kanda to get clues though. The hushed 'did you see him?' among other rumor induced shushes were an obvious give away.
"Allen?" Kanda sighed, running in the direction that the other students were coming from. Oh, he hoped that they hadn't managed to hurt the kid. If he didn't know what a toilet or a pass was, there was no way he knew a thing about the wonders of the world of gossip; especially at this school. Black Order High: Where anything can happen!
Not a school theme that he was too proud of right about now... "Allen!"
"Mr. Kanda?" Allen whispered, staring at all the people in fear. The ones that were scowling at him were very scary looking, and the other ones didn't seem to be laughing at anything that was funny. In fact they seemed to be laughing atAllen. The thing is- he didn't know what he had done. One snickering freshmen decided to update him on exactly what he had done, bumping into him and laughing.
"So, never heard of a toilet before, huh freak?" The boy started laughing and Allen backed up. Toilet? Allen searched his memory to prove the boy wrong, but Allen found that he didn't know what a toilet was, and he frowned, even as the boy laughed.
"I-I know what a t-toilet is." Allen lied pitifully, looking the freshman in the eye. The boy just laughed; along with a whole group of kids that had managed to surround them in the time it took for the boy to say the sentence. The freshman-who was bigger than Allen by at least thirty pounds and about a foot- pushed Allen, and he clutched the pass tighter to his chest, as if that would save him.
Kanda ended up pushing quite a few people over; and those that knew him were beginning to wonder why he was so interested in this Allen character. The raven however, paid no attention. He was focused on finding his clueless bean sprout, because if the freshman got to him first... Kanda rolled his eyes. Stupid kids and their need to dominate; they were like a bunch of pack animals. "Allen?"
Speaking of the stupid kids, he was now in their hallway and... looks like they had a victim already.
All he could do was hope that it wasn't-"So, never heard of a toilet before, huh freak?"
Too late.
"Hey, piss off! Go to class already." Kanda yelled; glaring as multiple pairs of eyes glanced in his direction. Oh if only he had Mugen with him right now...stupid principal and her banning of weapons on school property.
Allen was frozen. He couldn't move forward, and he couldn't move backward. As much as he wanted to run to Kanda and hide behind him, he couldn't. His body just wouldn't let him. They didn't have this feeling in his world, and Allen knewhe didn't like this one. So, instead of moving, as he desperately needed to, he stood there and let the freshman push him to the ground, and step on his hand while going to Kanda. Of course Allen would be picked on by the freshman who wasn't scared of anything. Of. Freaking. Course.
A hot feeling coursed through Allen and he stood, suddenly motivated where he couldn't be budged before. He glared at everyone, and slowly, they backed out of his way, muttering something about "freaks with death glares". Allen couldn't be bothered as he walked up behind the big, tall freshman and tapped him on his shoulder. When the boy finally turned around, Allen glared again. "I'll have you know, sir, that I know what a toilet is. And I don't know where you heard this, but you need to learn all the facts of the matter before you decide to judge someone. Furthermore, it would probably help if you grew, oh, I don't know, a brainbefore you try to insult someone." Allen said.
It would have been more impressive if he hadn'tsaid it in his native language.
Kanda twitched as the children didn't move. Well, they didn't at first, but then all of them slowly backed away. And there stood Allen with a glare that matched even that of his early morning scowl. An eyebrow raised in curiosity. Was this anger in whatever alternate world Allen was from?
Then he started yammering in a magical language Kanda had no hope of understanding. Kanda was mortified. When did Allen learn to do this?
"Alright, enough tongues for you." The raven sighed, picking Allen up by his waist. He wasn't all that light, but hey, neither was Mugen. "Let's not make fools of ourselves in front of the freshmen."
Allen struggled, not quite done with the man who tried to pick on him. He hated being small and weak! In his world, being that had caused so much trouble. It had taken him years to build up a reputation strong enough that he wasn't picked on. Now that he came here, to Mr. Kanda's world, it was just going to be a problem again! The feeling of anger drained out of Allen abruptly, leaving him feeling tired and weak. Tears filled Allen's eyes. He was so tired of being picked on just because he was smaller. The alabaster haired male turned into Kanda's chest and sniffed, refusing to cry. It didn't matter that a few tears trickled down anyway, because he was not crying.
He wasn't.
"Mr. Kanda, I didn't like that much at all." Allen said between tears.
Kanda sighed, tightening his hold once Allen started to struggle. He wouldn't let the boy leap at an opponent that was, sadly, bigger than him. The new shipment of freshman was much too large for that, and they were the only idiots in this school that weren't afraid of him... oh if only they had seen him before they switched principals.
What he wasn't expecting was Allen to begin crying. Wasn't he just angry enough to scare off demons?
"It happens when you're new." He answered, not really moving after Allen buried into him. He guessed that he was supposed to like, coo or hug the kid but that was a bit...awkward for the raven. Especially the cooing. Kanda had only heard cooing from his fan girls and quite frankly he wished he didn't know what it was.
Allen sighed and turned away, nodding and smiling once more. Taking Mr. Kanda's hand, Allen led them down to a hallway, not knowing at all where they were going, but just knowing they had to get to a classroom. Maybe there was a longer way that they could go. Somewhere where he could avoid the big olorgishmorvthat threatened him.
"Mr. Kanda, what class do we have to go to now?" Allen asked, smiling up at Kanda's face.
"I should bring you to gym..." Kanda answered; surprised to see the sadness revert so fast. Kanda didn't know a girl in the world that could switch emotions that fast without trying. He was used to being dragged around the hallways by now, either that or chasing after Allen. Thinking back, he realized that it didn't bother him as much as it should have. Heck, usually everything bothered him.
"But I don't really think it's worth the effort today. Want to see the art class?" Kanda wasn't known to skip class, simply going through the day without interest in that school daze that kicks in once your schedule gets boring.
As for choosing the art room; it was the only room that had a smell stronger than non-showering high school boys. Paint wasn't all that much better but beggars can't be choosers.
Allen furrowed his brows. The art room. That sounded complicated. Art. He shrugged then nodded, letting Kanda lead him to the art room. Weaving their way through crowds of people who seemed insistent on pushing and shoving Allen at every turn, their hands got separated. Allen tried to keep an eye on Kanda, but he was quickly swept away by the crowd. A noise sounded, and that only served to make the people shove Allen further and further away from Kanda.
OMG! How many times must this poor boy be separated from Mr. Kanda? ((Lolz, Mr. Kanda)). And when will the mystery of the doll be solved? And what's up with these special steroid flavored freshmen? Find out next time in...
Doll.
I feel like such a dork for that. Anyway, you know what to do. Rate and review.
Kiyoko-kun
Kitty-chan (Neko-Kyoutan)
Props to give: The line "Yammering in a magical language that Kanda had no hope of understanding" came from the glorious author she gave us permission to use the line, so...I did.
Updated 8/12/12.