Empty {D.Gray-man}

Empty ~ 8

"Well, this is a first,"

Kanda opened his eyes and noticed that Allen had sneaked up on him and was now standing before him with a hand on his hip and the other holding a cancer stick.

Kanda eyed the cigarette, clicking his tongue in annoyance, "you know those kill you right?"

Allen chuckled, "yeah, don't have to keep point out the obvious baka,"

"Che' seems like you do want an early grave then,"

"Aww did I hurt your feelings," Allen laughed, taking a drag from the cancer stick in his hand, moving closer to Kanda he blew the smoke in his face.

Kanda scowled, "try that again and I might just be willing to end you,"

He glared harshly at Allen, who shrugged in turn.

"I wouldn't mind dying by your hands. Saves me the hassle of dying by someone I don't like,"

Kanda watched Allen, seeing his white hair move as the breeze came once more, this time he hadn't tied it and was handing loosely past his shoulders.

"Mmhm, I can see why you wanted to come out here. It's so quiet," Allen stated as he moved to lay against the wall beside Kanda.

"You shouldn't listen to Chaoji,"

Allen turned to him, "I don't,"

"Then?"

"But that doesn't mean what he says holds weight,"

"..."

Allen laughed out, looking up at the gloomy sky above him, "I try not to let it get me down, but that's not always the case. Sometimes he steps over the line, like earlier, and I just want to...end it ya know. I want it to stop. I want everyone to see me as me and not a vessel harboring the Fourteen, Ha! Not even the Noah treat their family like trash,"

Kanda stayed quiet not knowing what to say. He was never really a people's person so he never knew what to say and when to say something.

"Hey, Yu,"

"Hm?"

"Are you willing to betray the Order?"

Kanda sighs, he moved his head to look up at the sky thinking.

Is he? Is he willing to betray the Order? Well, it certainly would make Alma happy for what they did to both of them.

Pushing himself off the wall he cranked his head to one side, rubbing the back of it.

"It certainly would be fun watching their reactions," He said.

Allen let a laugh escape him, "yeah image Director Lvellie's reaction,"

Kanda chuckled, "Yeah that would be something, seeing as he already hates me for disappearing with Alma,"

"Oh yeah, I wasn't there to see his reaction when you came back," Allen pouted, "I blame the Fourteenth for that," he shrugged.

Kanda let out a chuckle, moving to step before Allen, "you really are something else, aren't ya short stack,"

"Hey! Don't call me short Bakanda," Allen pouted, bringing the cigarette to his lips but was stopped when Kanda grabbed his wrist. Taking the cigarette out of his hand, Kanda flicked it to the side, letting go of his wrist.

"Hey, now that's a waste,"

Kanda chuckled, "you smoking those are a waste," Kanda pointed out, "when did you start smoking them anyways, beansprout?"

"First, the name's Allen got it!"

He pointed a finger at Kanda, letting out a sigh he slumps against the wall behind him, "I guess I started smoking them after Cross died,"

Kanda's eyes softened a bit not out of pity, no, but just sadness for the male before him.

"I started to keep his memory he loved smoking cigarettes everywhere we went and in the most dangerous situations as well. He loved it," Kanda watched as a small smile made its way to Allen's lips.

"Later it became a habit for escaping a way for me to relax and just be me. With every drag I take in it clears my mind and lets me... be free,"

Kanda could tell that a lot of weight was lifted from Allen's shoulders when he revealed the reason behind his smoking. It's never easy. Life is never easy. It has a way to always draw out the negative in everything positive.

Kanda took a step forward, closer to Allen as he took him in. He didn't feel sorry for Allen because if he did Allen would be mad. He'd take it as pity and that's something he doesn't need right now, no, that's not what he needed. What he needed was someone to be there. Someone to listen to his doubts. Someone to just...understand.

"Hey, Yu,"

Kanda was dragged out of his thoughts by the sound of his name, paying attention to Allen he noticed that he was staring right back at him. Silver meeting steel.

Tilting his head to the side, "hm?"

"Thank you,"

"For what?" He asked confused.

Why was Allen thanking him?

"For being you," He smiled, "for being there for me,"

Kanda steps forward now towering over Allen, one hand on the wall holding his weight as the other was now moving a strand of white hair out of Allen's face, placing it behind his ear his scar showing.

"Kanda?"

"You know, a diamond doesn't start out polished and shining. It once was nothing special, but with enough pressure and time, becomes spectacular." Kanda stated, eyes filled with emotion, "you're that diamond, Allen."

Allen's eyes widen, tears well up in them.

"I..." Allen starts, Kanda could see that there was a blush making its way to his pale cheeks.

"Can... um... can I hug you?" Allen asked, shyly.

Kanda eyed him for a second or two before a smile crept up to his lips.

"You don't need to ask, Allen." At Kanda's reply, Allen stood on his toes, bringing him into a tight, warm, comforting hug. Kanda wrapped his arms around his waist, placing his chin on his head.

"Thank you," Allen whispered against Kanda's shoulder, grabbing the fabric, clenching it in his fist.

Kanda hummed in response.

Maybe...just maybe Allen can finally find happiness.

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A/N: Hello! I'm back with a new update! I hope everyone is doing well, and I hope you're all enjoying this story. Even if it's sad, I just really wanna give Allen a big hug and maybe...just maybe get rid of Chaoji in the most efficient way. I really hate his guts.

Two more chapters than this book is done, there will be two different endings a good one and a bad one and I'll make sure you know which one is which.

Oh before I forget, the quote credit goes to Solange Nicole.

Until then, Bye!