Allen went through his practice just fine. There were no attempts on his life, and everyone in the audience sat silently until he finished. After his practice, Adam only gave him a few tips about his performance and left with his granddaughter peacefully. But Allen was still on edge, and both Kanda and Lavi could see that.
"Well that went rather smoothly, didn't it Allen?" Lavi attempted to break the ice.
"It was nice." Allen replied through a fake smile.
"You're lying Moyashi." Kanda huffed.
"I'm not! And it's Allen!" Allen sighed and crossed his arms over his chest.
"You need to calm down. Why don't you go back to the hotel usagi? I'm going to go around town with the Moyashi." Kanda walked over to Lavi and put a hand on the redhead's shoulder.
"What are you doing Kanda?" Lavi whispered to the policeman.
"Nothing you need to worry about." Kanda replied.
"Do I not have a say in this?" Allen butted in.
"Nope. Sorry Allen, I'll make sure to take care of Tim for you." Lavi gave a salute before taking his leave. Allen let out a shaky sigh and gave Kanda a confused look.
"Like I said you need to calm down." Kanda walked over to Allen and brushed his shoulder against the other's. "Let me take you some place to relax."
"W-Why? You're acting weird Kanda." Allen tensed up. Did he figure it out? Was he taking him to jail?
"Look Moyashi, I know I'm not the nicest guy. But I like to think that I can show some kindness to people I don't hate." Kanda muttered.
"…" A small blush crossed Allen's cheeks, "Where are we going?"
"You'll see." Was all Kanda gave in reply before exiting the theater. Allen was unsure if he should follow, but in the end he did. Once outside Kanda began to walk down the street, Allen always a few steps behind him. Allen was almost afraid to lose the other in the crowded streets, but any time Kanda got too far, he'd stop and look back at the other until he caught up. It seemed like the pair was walking aimlessly and Allen was growing tired.
"Kanda how long is this going to be?" Allen whined as he stopped to take a breather.
"It's only a few blocks down. Come on." Kanda sighed and grabbed Allen's hand. He proceeded to pull the pseudo-brunet the rest of the way. They ended at a fairly large house.
"Where are we?" Allen asked and squeezed Kanda's hand unintentionally.
"My house." Kanda replied and knocked on the door. The door was opened and revealed Tiedoll.
"Welcome back! And you brought Allen with you how nice!" Tiedoll stated with a smile.
"Tsk, is anyone else here?" Kanda asked and dropped Allen's hand.
"It's just me and Daisya." Tiedoll replied and got out of the doorway so that Kanda and Allen could enter. "Here, let me go make some tea." Kanda rolled his eyes.
"Who's Daisya?" Allen questioned when Tiedoll walked away.
"Another adoptee. Tiedoll has three adopted sons, Marie, Daisya, and myself." Kanda explained.
"So he's like your brother?" Allen grew wide-eyed; many thought of how this person could be like filtering through his head.
"I guess, but I don't call him that." Kanda huffed.
"You're such a pain in the ass." Allen couldn't help but smile.
"Whatever." Kanda softly smacked Allen in the back of his head. Allen let out a yelp and Tiedoll had just walked in.
"Yu! Don't hit the poor boy!" Tiedoll criticized.
"It's alright sir." Allen chuckled and took the chance to sweep a leg under Kanda's so he'd fall over.
"Damn it Moyashi!" Kanda hissed.
"It's called payback Bakanda." Allen grinned. "Excuse me Mr. Tiedoll."
"Don't worry, it makes me happy to see the two of you getting along so well." Tiedoll gave a small chuckle and left the pair again.
"You were right Kanda, I do feel better. Your place is surprisingly calming." Allen hummed as he assisted Kanda back onto his feet.
"Good. Now come on." Kanda turned and headed down a hallway. Allen quickly followed after. The pair passed through a few different places before they made it to the living room. Kanda stopped to look around, but it seemed that he couldn't find what he was looking for. He soon turned his search to the backyard, which could be seen through a glass sliding door. In fact, Allen could see that there was somebody out there, and it looked like that said person was playing football*. The person had just made a shot into a makeshift goal when Kanda suddenly opened the sliding door.
"Daisya!" He growled.
"What do you want Kanda?" The person outside turned to glare at Kanda.
"What are doing?" Kanda returned the glare and stomped over to other.
"Practicing, duh." Daisya replied. That's when Kanda went over to the goal, and took an umbrella that was acting as one of the goal's side bars.
"I've told you not to take my things!" Kanda shouted as he inspected the umbrella.
"It's just a ratty umbrella!" Daisya yelled back. Allen noticed Kanda's hand fly to the hilt of his sword. Immediately, he ran over and grabbed Kanda by the arm just as the katana was half-way unsheathed.
"Hey!" Allen barked, "Don't you dare attack him!" Both Kanda and Daisya stared at Allen; neither expected him to act quick enough to stop the attack. Kanda let out a rough sigh and glared at Daisya.
"Sorry about this." Allen muttered, unsure if he really should be apologizing on Kanda's behalf. He than pulled Kanda back to the living room. Daisya just went back to what he was doing.
"I wasn't going to hurt him." Kanda huffed when Allen dragged him to the couch.
"You still were going to pull your sword on him!" Allen shouted and swiped the umbrella. "All over this. Sure it's yours, by why get so violent over it?" With it now in hand, Allen took the chance to look at the umbrella in detail. It looked old, it was child-sized, it had a hole here and there, and had faded coloring.
"That was Alma's umbrella. It was the same that I used when you were in the rain crying over your dead dog." Kanda explained through a frown.
"O-Oh…" Allen started to feel bad and held out the umbrella for Kanda to take back.
"I still can remember your face." Kanda took back the umbrella, "Your face was as red as your hair and your eyes were all puffy. You looked pathetic, but you were really emotionally shaken so I didn't slap you like I wanted to."
"You were going to hit me?" Allen gasped.
"It'd make you stop crying, and I just wanted to see if you'd get angry. You were always happy or sad. There was nothing else. Sometimes I thought you were a doll." Kanda murmured as he went to put away the umbrella. Allen's face fell in curiosity.
"You really felt that way?" Allen asked, "I-Is that why you always tried picking fights with me?"
"Yes, and it's adorable." Kanda replied.
"Is?" Allen squeaked. Kanda rolled his eyes and let out a huff. He then walked right up to Allen and took his face into his hands.
"How did you feel about that brat's kiss?" Kanda suddenly questioned.
"What? I didn't like it, and to think that was my first kiss too…" Allen sighed and he could feel Kanda tense up. "Kanda?"
"Damn that brat." Kanda surprisingly swooped in for a kiss, catching Allen off guard. The pseudo-brunet wasn't complaining though. Within the kiss Kanda trailed his left hand down Allen's cheek and then separated. Allen was too much of a blushing mess to realize what Kanda had just done. There was a whole bunch of makeup on Kanda's hand, seeing as he got all of it which includes the makeup above his eye, and he was now glaring intently at Allen. When Allen came out of his daze he noticed Kanda's face.
"K-Kanda?" He brought a hand up to his cheek, realization now hitting him.
"What happened?" Kanda took Allen's hand and removed it from his face.
"The Noah did this. It was to send my uncle a message." Allen admitted.
"Is that why you're blind on your left?" Kanda asks next. Allen nodded and tensed up, waiting for Kanda to yell at him about being the Crowned Clown. But instead Kanda went to give Allen a hug.
"I'm sorry I wasn't there." Kanda muttered.
"W-Wha?" Allen babbled, "I-It happened when I was like ten! You never could have stopped it."
"The Noah really are heartless aren't they? You know if I was you I'd probably try to kill those guys." Kanda smirked, "But you're too much of a crybaby for that." Allen could only blink in shock.
"We better get back to the hotel, you have a lot of explaining to do." Kanda flicked Allen in the nose.
"…Fine. But can we at least stay for tea? Mr. Tiedoll did go through the effort of making it." Allen gives Kanda a sheepish grin. Kanda gives a soft snort and nods. And despite everything Allen could still feel the butterflies in his stomach.
"Thank you Kanda…" Allen whispers to himself.
* - Since Allen is British, for him soccer is called football.