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Gone Forever	By : Nayru774 Category: +. to F > D. Gray Man Views: 3479 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own D.Gray-man, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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Warnings: Kanda being a jerk, violence, Yullen interaction.

~Gone Forever~

Chapter 10: One step closer

Kanda quickly scanned the room with his sharp gaze, while Allen started to fear the worst. The dark-haired didn't look like he was here to conclude a peace treaty − rather quite the opposite. He was obviously trying to evaluate the situation both of them were in right now, as if to prepare for any possible case scenario.

The window behind Allen was probably what worried Kanda the most, since it provided an obvious escape route for the white-haired. He didn't even try to fool himself that the fact that they were on the second floor would be a hinderance to an Exorcist their caliber.

Another issue was the size of the room. It was so small and narrow that Kanda knew he would have a problem if he were to swing his katana in here. First thing he'd hit would be a wall, not his target. Using his weapon was out of the question. Well, it's not like he was intending on using Mugen from the beginning, but...

"What are you doing here?" Allen broke the silence as soon as he got over the bigger deal of shock he was in. He tried to sound composed, but the waver in his voice was giving him away. "How did you even find me?"

"That's my line!" Kanda hissed at him, sounding very, very angry. "Your stupid golem gave you away!"

Allen looked at Timcanpy, though his gaze didn't seem accusing. He was too nervous to be mad at anything at all right now. And all in all it wasn't really Tim's fault... Who would have known that Kanda could be scanning the area.

The golem just flapped its wings in panic, sweatdropping. And it was so much for that topic.

"What the hell, Moyashi? Why did you run away from the Order?" The dark-haired asked in a more composed tone, though he was still keeping his guard up.

Allen looked Kanda back in the eyes, trying to read any kind of emotion in those black orbs of his − to no avail. He wasn't sure what the older man's intentions towards him were.

"Ah... It's... complicated, um..." The younger Exorcist stammered after finally finding his voice. What the hell was he supposed to tell him? Where should he even start?

"'Complicated' my ass. I want explanations." Kanda exclaimed angrily.

"It's... a long story." The boy choose his words carefully. He sure as hell didn't want to make any wrong moves at the moment. Trying to calm Kanda down was priority one. "So, why don't we take a seat, and−"

That was all Allen muttered out as he made one grave mistake. The moment he took a quick glimpse of the window next to him, Kanda rushed forward by impulse, apparently taking the gesture the wrong way.

Before the younger boy even had a chance to react, the Japanese was merely inches away from him. Then, next thing Allen knew, he was being rammed against the wall behind him. Kanda caught him by the collar, keeping him firmly in place.

"Don't even think about it." The older man muttered through clenched teeth.

"...I wasn't intending to." Allen remarked calmly, though his voice sounded slightly strained from the pressure the other was giving him. "I won't run away from you, Kanda." He continued in a serious tone, trying his best to reassure the dark-haired of his intentions. "So please, calm down."

Though Kanda didn't seem to be convinced; he pressed Allen to the wall even harder. "You're suspected of treason, do you know that?"

The younger male stared at the other for a moment, the seriousness in his features not fading. The whole time, he searched for any kind of emotion in Kanda's eyes. And finally, the moment the Japanese spoke his last words, he thought that he found something. It was just a hardly notable waver − a slight indication of uncertainty − but it was there.

The boy's gaze traveled elsewhere. "Yeah..."

"What the fuck?" Kanda's eyes widened. "Is that the only answer you can give me?" He couldn't believe this.

Allen's gaze shifted back to the dark-haired man. "That's why I told you, it's complicated... So if you'd just let me−"

Kanda hit him − hard. So hard that the boy lost his balance and tripped, almost falling to the floor.

Kneeling with one leg, the younger Exorcist supported himself with his hand against the wall and brought the other limb to rub at his cheek. Ow... It was a matter of seconds before the taste of blood appeared in his mouth.

"What was that for?" Allen complained half-heartedly as he stood up slowly, avoiding the other man's gaze.

"You admit that you've betrayed the Order?" The Japanese snapped, almost yelling the words out.

The white-haired turned in the older man's direction again, frowning at him. "Of course not, BaKanda! I'd never do that!" Allen raised his voice as well.

"Why the hell did you run away, then?"

"...Because the Central wanted to lock me up." The boy admitted a bit more calmly.

"Well, they needed to have some kind of reason, then, didn't they?"

"I didn't do anything!" Allen yelled again. "Moreover, Komui was the one−"

"Komui was the one who ordered us to find you!" Kanda cut the white-haired off before he managed to finish the sentence.

At that point Allen understood what the whole deal was about. But the problem was that Kanda didn't, and changing that fact would be a very, very hard cookie to crack. As things stood, his current situation was just adding points to his disadvantage.

"No, you've got it all wrong." The younger Exorcist calmed down again, making a straight face. "Komui doesn't want me back. He just ordered you to find me because that was what Central expected of him to do."

"What sense does that make?" The anger in Kanda's voice didn't lessen even the tiniest bit, but at least he was listening to what Allen was saying. That alone was already a good thing.

"He wants to appear as if obeying Central, so that he doesn't lose their trust. But in reality he doesn't agree with most of their decisions." The boy went on calmly. "Komui does it all in order to protect us."

"He would have mentioned something if that were the case." The Japanese remarked angrily.

"That's why− I'm telling you that he couldn't, because the higher-ups were constantly keeping watch over him!"

"Che. Right." Kanda still looked far from convinced. "And you, of all people, are the only one who knows about it. Did you read Komui's mind, Moyashi?" The question had a sarcastic ring to it.

"He left me a note." Allen answered, his face dead serious. "He warned me of the whole possibility way before, so I just needed to put two and two together."

"So you're just assuming things on your own." The man deadpanned.

"I'm not, geez!" The white-haired grimaced, making an angry face. "You're not listening to me−"

"Why should I listen to the words of a traitor?" The question was full of contempt.

"I'm not a traitor!" Allen yelled, taking a step towards the other man. At the same time Kanda reached with his hand, catching the boy by the collar again, though a bit more gently than earlier.

"Well, I'm sure Komui can explain everything more clearly once we're both back at the Order." Dark, determined eyes met with Allen's intently. "Orders are orders. I'm taking you back, whether you like it or not."

The boy's eyes widened at the words. Oh, shit. So much was enough for Allen to understand that he was indeed in big trouble. Kanda was serious about this, and the boy knew well enough how the dark-haired always handled his missions.

This was bad. This was really, really bad.

Kanda wasn't the type of person who would submit to practically anyone. What were the chances for a successful change of his mind and his priorities? Close to nothing. But the problem was that Allen really couldn't return to the Order. Not now − not yet, at least. What was he supposed to do?

Try to get away somehow? He doubted that would end well. After all − as much as he hated to admit it − Kanda was both stronger and faster than him. Not to mention that he apparently had his weapon back by his side. Which was overall a good thing and Allen would be really glad about the fact if it weren't for the current circumstances... There was no way he would get out of that case scenario in one piece.

There needed to be some kind of other option. And Allen needed to find it fast. If using strength was out of the question, then the sure as hell needed to put his brain into good use. Though that's what he was trying his best at doing the whole time, and the outcome wasn't satisfactory so far.

Was there really a way to come to some kind of agreement with the dark-haired?

"Kanda." The name left Allen's lips in a serious tone. He was looking the other man straight in the face. "I can't go back."

The older Exorcist didn't even twitch. There was a short, quiet moment, though. "That's not my problem."

Allen clenched his teeth slightly. "Do you honestly don't care? Would you be okay with the fact if they were to kill me?"

"Kill you?" Kanda asked immediately. Then his face expression changed from what the boy could describe as 'angry' to 'pissed off''. "What the fuck did you do for them to want to execute you for it?" The Japanese snapped, tugging Allen by the collar angrily. "Seriously, this isn't funny anymore!"

"I didn't do anything, I'm telling you!" The younger Exorcist placed his hands on Kanda's, trying to keep both of them still. Then he sighed deeply in annoyance, averting his gaze to the side. "It's mostly my Master's fault... They think I'm connected to him, so they blame me as well, when I don't even know what my Master did. Or where he even is for that matter!"

He decided not to tell the whole truth behind the picture yet. Kanda didn't know anything about Mana, let alone the Fourteenth, and now wasn't really the time for such explanations. He just hoped that Cross would do the trick.

"Stop lying!" Kanda rammed the boy back against the wall, pinning him by the collar. "You expect me to believe such bullshit? Listen to what you're saying!"

Allen gasped at the sudden shove, but he tried to keep his composure. "...Did I ever lie to you, Kanda?" The words left him as calmly as he could manage.

The older man turned silent for a moment, though he was still throwing daggers at the white-haired boy. It was as if he tried to scan his memory for an affirmative answer, but couldn't find one.

"Che. I won't let you have this, you manipulative bastard." Kanda remarked, all second thoughts gone. "Komui ordered me to take you back, and I'm going to take you back."

Allen frowned at him. He had no idea why, but anger suddenly filled him from head to toe. Why the hell did it have to be so damn difficult all the time? Why the hell did Kanda have to be such a stubborn jerk for every second of his life? Why the hell was he practically the only person he couldn't come to terms with?

"Komui this, Komui that. Don't you have a mind of your own, Kanda?" The younger Exorcist asked mockingly, trying his best to control himself.

And he knew that he pulled the last straw, as the dark-haired's face expression changed to an even more furious one (if that was even possible), and it was a matter of moments until Kanda hit him again. He should have seen it coming, really. That's what tended to happen when one added fuel to something that was already on fire.

"Don't you dare mock me!"

Head still turned to the side from the impact, Allen wiped his face with the sleeve of his shirt, hiding his eyes under his bangs. "Right... Hit me, because that's the only thing you can do right."

Kanda's eyes widened the tiniest bit at the remark, only to be filled with fury a mere second later. And he seriously lost it.

Though Allen had enough of it all the more. He wasn't intending to play the corpse anymore. And no way in hell was he letting the older man have his way with him as he apparently so dearly wished. Over his dead body.

The moment the dark-haired took another swing, Allen slid down to the floor abruptly, escaping from the other's grasp. Then he caught Kanda's legs with his own and pulled the weight to the side, which in result made the Japanese loose his balance and fall to the floor, cursing.

Trying to take advantage of the situation, the boy did the first thing that came to his mind − run for it. The window was just a few feet away−

"Wah!" Allen yelped when he as well fell to the floor, feeling something pulling him by the leg. Or rather someone.

"Damned brat!" Kanda cursed as he approached the boy− Surprisingly enough, Allen was the one who hit him this time. And he sure as hell wasn't holding back.

When another opportunity kicked in, the white-haired Exorcist used it to stand up, freeing himself from Kanda's grasp. But then, as if some kind of lightning, the dark-haired was right beside him again. Allen didn't even have the time to think for what he was supposed to prepare himself for next.

"Agh...!" A startled sound left the younger male's lips as he fell to his knees, klutching his stomach with both of his hands. He started to cough, feeling as all of his insides were beginning to ache unbearably. Kanda really did hit him hard...

But that still didn't stop him from returning the favor.

The boy figured that he's been through worse things than this. As long as the man didn't kill him (he hoped that he wouldn't...), he'd live with it. It wasn't like this was Allen's first fight ever.

And so, the fierce struggle was on, and neither Allen nor Kanda were intending to go down that easily. To the boy's surprise − and also his relief − the Japanese never reached for Mugen, though Allen was positive that the thought crossed the other's mind more than once.

"...Sir, is everything alright?" A worried girly voice echoed from behind the wooden door, right after a soft knock. Allen could only assume it was the maid.

"Ah− Yes, I'm fine!" The boy answered, trying his best to sound as natural as possible. "I'm sorry for the commotion!"

"Well... Alright." The girl replied a bit more cheerfully. "If there is anything you need, Sir, don't hesitate to ask me. ...I hope you enjoy your stay." And with that, she was off, what could be assumed from the sound of the footsteps.

"Ah... A..." Allen let out the breath he was holding, as soon as he figured it was safe to do so. He was sprawled on the floor, breathing heavily, clenching both of his sides. His shirt was torn, revealing a little bit of his bruised body. Blood was dripping from his mouth, making him cough occasionally.

Though Kanda wasn't in any better state, actually. He was sitting pressed against the wall just a few feet away. His uniform wasn't torn, but it apparently was forced open, revealing bruises together with a fragment of his mysterious tattoo. His hair was in a mess, free from the pony tail. His lip was also torn, but unlike Allen, he had also a bleeding hand − however that managed to happen.

"Ah... I think you broke me a rib, you asshole." The white-haired boy was the first to speak, as he rolled slightly to the side on the floor. "Ow..."

"Che. And you almost bit my fucking arm off. Serves you right." Kanda remarked in a surprisingly calm tone.

Despite the whole situation, Allen chuckled at that. And the older man didn't even yell at him for it − he just stayed quiet.

It was weird, actually. The boy had the impression as if Kanda wasn't angry at him anymore. It's as if he was pissed at him for the sole reason of leaving the Order without telling him a word about it. And now, after he let all of his frustration out by beating the living shit out of him, he seemed easier to reason with.

"...How's been everyone doing?" The white-haired Exorcist asked all of a sudden, as if forgetting the situation he was currently in.

Kanda raised his head at the question, turning his gaze to the other boy. Then, he sighed. "Everyone's been looking for you the whole time, you bitch. Ever since you disappeared without a trace." The Japanese admitted in annoyance.

All of a sudden, Allen started to feel all warm inside... Then he chuckled again. "Geez, so you're telling me that it was just my luck to run into you, of all people?" He tried to sound dissatisfied, though deep inside he was also kind of glad about the fact. Even if it cost him a bit of his health. Then again, if he were to run into any other of his friends, he probably wouldn't have a grave problem at his mind at the moment...

"I figured you'd appear in London sooner or later." Kanda replied as if nothing. "Seems I was right."

That, however, startled the younger boy a bit. It was true that Allen was connected to this place in a way, but... How did Kanda know about that?

"How come?" He couldn't help himself but ask.

"Lenalee's been worried sick over you." The Japanese suddenly remarked. Yeah, talk about a discreet change of topic.

"...And you weren't?" The boy asked as if wanting to imply something. In reality he was just curious, though he probably already knew the answer.

"Che." Kanda closed his eyes, looking annoyed. "Why should I be worried about you?"

Allen turned his gaze to the other man slowly. More than anything, he was surprised about the fact... that Kanda didn't actually deny his question. Then again, that also didn't have to mean anything.

He knew that even if the man were to have any kind of emotions of attachment towards him (which was hardly possible, anyway), he'd never admit it. But Allen wasn't an idiot who'd make himself false hope like this... was he?

"Kanda..." The white-haired boy suddenly called the other's name, as he turned back to the side.

This was stupid, he knew it. But he had to try. Even if it was a fight for a lost cause, he sure as hell wasn't intending to sit back and do nothing, while the other Exorcist dragged him back to the Order.

Allen inhaled silently, feeling how his heart raced in his chest. "...Would you stay with me?" The question came out not as loud as he wanted it to.

"What?" The Japanese opened his eyes, turning in the younger boy's direction again.

"Stay with me. For a little while." The white-haired continued more calmly and more confidently. "And then... I'll go back with you."

"Are you out of your fucking mind?" Kanda sounded angry, confused and accusing at the same time.

"Please." Allen wasn't discouraged to go on.

"No."

"Pretty please."

"No."

Both fell silent.

"...Alright, consider it as a part of your mission, then." The boy suddenly shifted, getting into a sitting position. Turning in the other's direction, he looked at him. "You can tell Komui that I promised you to come back once you stayed with me for a while. ...So you were just doing what was needed to complete the mission."

Kanda stared back at the boy, frowning. Allen couldn't decipher what was currently going on in the other man's head, but the fact that he fell silent meant that he was at least considering the offer. That was already good enough of a sign.

Maybe... Just maybe...

"You really are a manipulative bastard, do you know that?"

Allen smiled mischievously.

"Was that a 'yes'?"

Nayru's Note: I'm not satisfied with this chapter, for some reason… I think I rushed it a bit, so I'm sorry if it really gives the impression of being rushed.
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