"That annoying Kanda! Pft! Who the hell does he think he is! Ruining everything like that. He's the guest but has totally no manners at all!"

Allen was talking to himself infront of the mirror in the bathroom, pulling food out of his hair. During breakfast, he accidentally poured water on Kanda's leg. Then the samurai who became heavily annoyed had thrown half of Allen's breakfast on him.

"I'm seriously going to kill that demonic asshole", Allen grunted. He slowly undressed, revealing all of his slender, pale body. It didn't had perfect abdomen and curves like Kanda, it was only slightly muscular. Kanda really had a body to die for. Allen stared at his face, then to his left hand, the hand he always wore a glove on. It made him quite shocked when he saw what had happened.

There was something unusual going on for a long while.

Since Allen's birth, he only had black finger nails on his left hand and a red scar under and above his left eye linked, pure beautiful white hair. The doctors didn't have any clue why, or how that was even possible. There were called scientists from all over the place, given a task to find out what the reason was. The answer had never been found. Allen's parents were Christians, so they thought that his black finger nails and his scar, which had been formed some sort of a pentagram like thing above his eyebrow, had something to do with the devil. Filthy, unclean, barren, disgusting, repulsive, useless, evil, defile, taint.

They waited for a couple of years, but the black nails never faded. In fact, some parts of his left hand started to become black. Out of fear, the ashamed parents abandoned Allen at the age of four, on december 25th, a snowy afternoon. His parents, that never really treated Allen as their son, yet Allen loved them, they were gone. No sign. Completely vanished, out of Allen's life as if they were strangers. Allen, who had no idea what was happening to his life, became afraid. Afraid to talk to people, afraid to come near people, afraid to live his life all by himself. He thought all people hated him. Allen was a smart child, smarter than he should even be for his age, so he figured people didn't like him only because of his appearance, since he had heard 'mom' and 'dad' regularly argue about him. Allen hid in an alley, he didn't want anyone to come near him. He blamed himself for everything.

Still, on that same day, a travelling clown was performing infront of the alley. The attention around the clown and happy performance made Allen take a peek, eventually got him to sneak out of his hiding spot, standing inbetween the crowd. The performance of the clown got Allen to laugh, it made him feel kind of happy and inspired. After the performance was finished, the people slowly went on with their stuff. Allen didn't move an inch and still stared at the clown. The clown had noticed him and pat him on his head. The clown and the white-haired boy got into a conversation. Allen was shy at first, but gave in to the kindness of the stranger. Since the clown knew Allen had nowhere to go, he wanted to take him along. The clown didn't care about Allen's scar. When the clown learned about Allen's hand, he didn't care either. All the clown saw was an innocent small boy with shattered hope that needed someone who would love him for who he was.
On that cold evening, they already started travelling together. Allen, that thought he would never ever get anyone to depend on and die miserably in the alley, found himself the lightbulb of his life;

Mana.

The blackness of his hand, had slowly been increasing all over the teen's left wrist. His left arm had been feeling different. As if it had a life of its own, but now, at this very moment, it had spread halfway his arm. Strangely, two black rings had formed around his shoulder, connected by a black line to the part that was halfway his arm. Next to the outer ring, strange figures that almost look like a type of shuriken had appeared.

Allen shivered. What's going to happen to me? It's almost like my arm went from incomplete to complete. I'm worried. What am I supposed to wear if I go to my welcome party?! What if Kanda finds out.. or Lavi.. Lenalee.. will they hate me? Will they find me ugly? Will they leave me, abandon me, throw me aside like trash? Probably..

He got under the shower, deepened into his thoughts.

Kanda, that was extremely pissed off by the large water stain, couldn't help but think through his anger how Allen would look like naked. Bean sprout taking a shower hm. That.. I.. I got the urge to barge in right now, but I shouldn't. I need to control myself. I would've done it if I had little self-control, my goodness. He's pretty damn lucky. Che. Why the hell do I keep thinking things like these? Damn annoying. HE'S ANNOYING, with his ''haha-I-know-better'' face. Pisses me off like hell. I seriously need a shower too, then I'll have to go back to my place and get something to wear. What do I even need to wear? Well, who gives a shit. I'll wear whatever the hell I want. This is exactly why I hate to go to parties! They're annoying, loud, disturbing, irritating, you need to wear something either flashy or something you don't usually wear which looks good, or what the fucking ever.. but I want to impress the bean sprout.

Kanda's heart ached by the thought he couldn't do anything to the bean sprout, no matter how much he wanted to. "Chikusõ", he murmured. (*=goddammit)
He looked for something to tie his hair with, then the impatient samurai yelled. "Moyashi, hurry the fuck up! I want to shower too".

Allen, that was unconsciously cleaning himself, was in some sort of deepend trance with his mind. He didn't hear Kanda yelling for him.
What can I do to become a normal human? What can I do to have a normal left arm? Normal hair color.. no..scar.. Am I even human? If so, what explains my appetite which can be compared to the appetite of 10 human beings.. my appearance.. everything.. Am I cursed? Were my parents right? Have I got something to do with evil..? I can't even remember the faces of my parents.

"Oi, bean sprout?", Kanda called again.

No response.

The hell? I can hear the shower faucet. Is he ignoring me or what? Kanda approached the door of the shower, worried. "Whatever you're trying, it's not funny you idiot, answer me". Did he die or something?

I'm ugly, right? Neh, Mana. Did you find me ugly too? Allen silently shed some tears. He soon enough got pulled back into reality when he heard the annoyed samurai which had called him several times already knocking on the door.

"K-Kanda?", Allen felt depressed due to his thoughts, but tried his best to show as little of it as possible. Shit. I almost forgot. Kanda was here too. It would've been a disaster if he came into the bathroom. I'd not only get to feel embarrassed but probably drop dead in fear if he saw me like this.
Allen quickly turned the faucet off, moved out of the shower and equipped a towel around his waist, drying himself with another towel.

Kanda sighed. "Are you alright in there, idiot? Were you ignoring me or something? Jesus. I almost wanted to barge in. The damn hell you doing in there, bean sprout? You won't grow from doing nothing, you know. As I said, I need to take a shower too, I'll just go to-"

"NO, you can use my shower", Allen interrupted. Allen equipped a white long-sleeved blouse and a white glove on his left hand, then he opened the door fast, not wanting the impatient samurai to leave plus forgetting the fact he still had to wear boxers/pants.

The samurai blinked a few times at first when he saw Allen like that, wondering if it was his imagination. Bean..sprout in a..towel?
Kanda looked away immediately, blushing. "Bean sprout what the hell are you doing?! Wear something proper, you dog!" This is bad. If things keep on going like this, my self-control will reach its limit. Even I won't know what will happen.

Allen stared at Kanda with a frown on his face. "What do you mean Kanda? It's not like I..-", he stared down at the towel.

It was quiet for a moment, then Allen squeaked out of embarrassment, returning right back into the shower; shutting the door behind him as if his life was depending on it. THAT.. was.. Holy shit. He saw. He saw me like this. He completely did. He..

Kanda simply smirked. It wasn't a bad sight.. ..at all.

e.n.j.o.y. , no worries next chapter will be the party xD