A week had slowly passed as Kanda had gotten used to Allen's presence in his home. The spirits, however didn't like the young werewolf as they often voiced their opinions.

"I will not lose my mate! If you have a problem with him then, leave!" he snarled out as his eyes turned blood red.

He was close to reverting to his true form as the spirits caused him to become angry with the thought of throwing Allen out. The young wolf's wounds were slowly healing, but others remained a permanent part of his body. The jagged red scar that ran through his left eye along with the left arm that had become black as ink gave the young white-haired male a bit of color.

Kanda, at night, would be awakened by a startled cry. He would rush to the room that he had set up for Allen to find the young werewolf in wolf form. Tears and whimpers arouse from the wolf as he cried out. Kanda hated to see Allen's tears as he sat down softly on the bed running his hand through Allen's fur. Even in wolf form, the scar and left paw remained how they appeared in Allen's human form. Regardless of these small deformities, Kanda thought that Allen was truly beautiful. Kanda would often whisper in his ancient tongue weaving a spell to ease Allen's nightmares. Clearly the poor child was traumatized by all the things he had been through. Kanda often hoped that Allen would open up day, Kanda decided to go into town to sell his goods. As he insisted that Allen joined him. The vampire was afraid that the spirits would hurt the young man.

"So you make a living selling your kills?" Allen asked as they walked.

He limped by Kanda trying to keep up with the vampire's long and quick strides. Even in wolf form, he had difficulty keeping up. Kanda slowed his pace, this way Allen had an easier time with keeping up with him. It took every ounce of his will not to pick the boy up and carry him.

"You could say that. Although, the humans in town don't know the truth about what I truly am," replied Kanda, playfully flashing his eyes.

"But don't you get lonely?" Allen asked.

'Before I meet you, I didn't have emotions to speak of. So I don't know if I was ever truly lonely,' Kanda thought to himself. "Not really... I had the spirits to keep me company."

"I don't think they like me much..." Allen muttered to himself, but the vampire's sharp hearing allowed him to hear what Allen had said.

'Why don't the spirits accept him? Could this be the same reason that the wolves won't accept him? I can't detect any curse. When will you open up to me and tell me about yourself?' Kanda thought to himself, slightly angered.

The two of them made it to town as Kanda went to his booth setting it up.

"Can I help?" Allen asked.

"No, rest, as we had a long walk. You are still healing, although it's a bit too slow."

Allen looked almost defeated as his eyes drew down to the ground. Kanda gave him a concerned look.

"Kanda... am I being a burden to you?" Kanda looked at Allen in shock.

"No... Not at all! I'm just worried. I know that your kind heals rather quickly, but you seem to be healing much slower than normal," Kanda revealed.

How could Allen ever think that? His mere presence was a weight off his shoulders.

"Oh... I'm sorry..." Allen replied.

Kanda knew that wolf was hiding something but, what? What was there to be sorry about?

'I have to get him to trust me. To open up more. I also still have to get used to these emotions.'

The selling of Kanda's goods proved to be a bit slow as the vampire tried to draw in customers. Suddenly he saw Allen dash out preforming tricks like a skilled circus actor. Even though the young boy was clearly injured he was drawing the crowd over to Kanda's stall. Kanda watched as Allen put on a show as his body moved with such grace. Kanda found himself nibbling at this lips with his fangs as his pants began to get a bit tighter.

'Don't move like that, Allen... your tempting me in front of all these people.'

Suddenly, Allen stopped as his large silver grey eyes looked like a deer in fear. Kanda followed Allen's gaze to see a dark skinned human watching him with a keen interest. Kanda could feel his mates distress as the young wolf wanted to run, but he knew that he wouldn't get far even in an injured state.

*No... Please... Not them... I can't go back... I'm not going through that again...* Allen's voice echoed in the back of Kanda's mind.

Kanda watched as the dark skinned man tipped his hat at Allen before disappearing into the crowd. Kanda was now extremely concerned. He had to get to the bottom of what Allen was hiding from him and just who in the world was that human? Kanda didn't like the way he looked at Allen nor the dark and evil feeling that seemed to pour off of him.

'Tonight, when we get back home, I'm going to force him to tell me what he has been hiding,' Kanda thought to himself.

The rest of the day went by slow, to slow. Allen, despite being scared half to death by the strange individual, continued his act. As soon as night fell, the two were on there way home. Kanda had to remind himself to slow down but, all the questions were eating away at him. The house opened itself up to them and allowed them in. Kanda proceeded to put his earnings for the day away, telling the phantoms to prepare a meal for the wolf.

With Allen's keen sense of smell just as good as the vampire's own, they would have smelled poison, so the vampire didn't have to worry about the ghosts doing anything. After Allen was done eating, he searched for Kanda first in his room. When he got there, he knocked. The door opened, Allen being dragged inside and the and pinned to the wall.

"So Allen..." Kanda almost purred, scaring the teen. "why don't you tell me about the man in the market today?"