I don't own the conversation between Allen, Kanda, Rever, Komui, and Lenalee. I got that from the manga. I do own the conversations between Kanda, Daisya, and Marie, though.

Chapter 17- New Boy- Kanda's P.O.V.

2 years later- D. Gray Man plotline

"Whatcha doin'?" Daisya asked. He sat down next to me.

"Trying to find out a way not to kill you," I muttered, opening one eye to glare at him. "Go bug Lenalee.

"She's helping Komui out," Daisya said. "I don't want to go anywhere near the weirdo."

"Daisya, leave," I said. "I just got back from a mission, and I want to be left alone."

He didn't listen to me. "What really happened that day? The day when Arisa… passed away?"

I sighed, knowing that he wasn't going to leave me alone until I told him. "You cannot tell anyone- not even Lenalee," I said.

"Okay," He said.

"The Circus Freak-"

He interrupted me. "Her name was Arisa."

"Whatever," I said, glaring at him. "We started to argue. I got close to her face, trying to scare her so that she would leave me alone. I don't know why she did it, but the girl-"

I was interrupted by the shrill sound of an alarm going off, signaling the trespass of and akuma.

I grabbed Mugen, and then jumped out my open window. I landed on the roof of the lower level. I drew Mugen while glaring at the boy that stood before the building.

"You sure have courage, coming here," I said.

"Wa-wait a moment!" The boy exclaimed, waving his hands in the air. "I think you've mistaken me foe some-"

I didn't let him finish. I jumped down from the building, and attacked him. I felt Mugen hit something, but it sounded like metal clashing against metal. When I looked at him, I saw a giant, metal hand.

The boy stepped back, looking at his hand. Mugen had cut him.

"You," I said. "What's with that arm?"

"This is my anti-akuma weapon," The boy said. "I am an exorcist."

"What?" I asked. Anger flared up inside me, and I turned towards the stone face. "GATE KEEPER!"

"But…" The gatekeeper looked frightened as he spoke. "Well, if I can't determine his insides, how can we know for sure!? What if he is an akuma?"

"I am human!" The boy insisted. He started to pound his fists on the gatekeeper's giant chin. "Well, to tell you the truth, I'm a tiny bit cursed, but I'm still a nice human!"

The gatekeeper started to yell. "Don't touch me, Dimwit!"

I huffed, and placed my other hand on Mugen's blade. "Well," I said. "Whatever." I swung Mugen behind me while I spoke. "If I check you insides, we'll know for sure! Activate! Anti- akuma weapon! I shall slice you with this Mugen."

"Wait!" The boy yelled. "Really, wait! I'm not your enemy. You should have gotten a letter of recommendation from Master Cross!"

It wasn't his words that stopped me from spearing his idiotic face with Mugen; it was the sudden vision of the Circus Freak that flashed in my mind that stopped me. This boy had a similar facial- structure as she did. His terrified expression was almost identical to the one she wore as she fell, and he had the same blue- gray eyes.

I snapped myself back into the real world and out of my thoughts. "A letter of recommendation from the General?" I asked.

"Yes, a letter," The boy said. "Addressed to a person named Komui."

There was a bunch of noise coming from the speakers on my golem. The only thing I could make out was Rever yelling, "Clean your desk once in a while!" Then he said, "Kanda stop your attack!"

I didn't lower my sword.

"O-open the gate?" The gatekeeper asked.

"We allow you to pass," Rever said. "Allen Walker"

I put Mugen closer to the boy's face. "Wait," Komui said. "Wait, Kanda!"
"Komui, what's going on here?" I asked.

"I'm sorry," Komui said. "Simply put; this child is General Cross's pupil. Say sorry, Squad Leader Rever. Go on. Go on."

"You make it sound like it was my fault!" Rever yelled.

"Timcampy is with him," Komui continued. "That is the proof. He is on our side."

I didn't buy it. This boy was cursed. He didn't belong here.

A sudden pain of something hitting my head made me lower my sword. I glared at Lenalee as I rubbed my head. She was holding a clipboard in her hands.

"Gosh," She said. "We told you to stop! If you don't come in soon, I'm going to close the gate." She pointed to the gate. "Enter!"

Reluctantly, I did. I heard the boy and Lenalee talking behind me.

"I'm Lenalee," She said. "I'm the assistant to the supervisor. I'll be taking you to him."

"Nice to meet you," The boy said. I turned, and started to walk away. "Oh, Kanda," The boy said. I looked at him over my shoulder, and started to glare at him. "That was your name, right?"

I didn't answer. I saw Lenalee glaring at me from behind the boy.

The boy held out his hand. "Nice to meet you."

I just looked at him "Who the hell would want to shake hands with a cursed person?" I asked. I turned, and walked off.

"I'm sorry," I heard Lenalee say. "He just got back from his mission, and he's a bit tired."

I rolled my eyes while rounding a corner.

"False alarm?" Daisya asked. He and Marie joined me in walking.

"It's a damn kid who's cursed," I muttered.

"That doesn't mean that you should have been so mean to him," Marie said.

"The kid has freaking white hair and a scar that has the shape of a pentacle on his forehead," I explained. "He has the mark of an akuma. He doesn't belong here."
"Then why does he have an anti-akuma weapon?" Daisya asked.

"I don't know, and I don't care," I muttered. "He's not going to last a month here."

I walked off, ignoring the fact that the other two had stopped.

"Lighten up once in a while," Daisya said. "Do you think you made a good first impression?"

I turned to face him "Who cares about first impressions? I sure as hell don't! Your girlfriend apparently does, though. She doesn't even seem to understand that the kid has the mark of an akuma on his face. She also doesn't seem to see how much he looks like…" I trailed off.

"Looks like who?" Marie asked.

"No one," I said.

"Lenalee is not my girlfriend!" Daisya hissed.

"Like I care if she's your girlfriend or not!" I snapped. "She's being way to nice to that boy, and she just met him When we were kids, she was really hesitant when meeting new people. Now that boy shows up, and she's not the least bit shy! What does that tell you, Daisya?"

The look of pain in Daisya's eyes proved my point. He hated the fact that Lenalee was being so nice to a new boy.

"I want both of you to stop lecturing me about 'first impressions' and that crap," I hissed. "Also, stop asking me questions about that day. I'm not going to tell you anything. She fell and she died. That's it!"

I stomped away, ignoring Daisya's mocking tone as he copied me.