"You came back," Lenalee sobs into his shoulder, and Allen can't help hugging her tight. He raises his eyes, gazes at Lavi and Kanda, both as battered as he is, both with the same soft looks in their eyes. "All of you came back to me."
Summary: Xfiles! AU
When the FBI decides to reassigns Bennet to a small office he comes face to face with an old rival from his days at the FBI academy-Nea Campbell. They discover that the FBI’s Cold Case section isn’t filled completely with the victims of serial killer but rather paranormal phenomena.
Komui looks at her at that, and Lenalee can read his worry for her in every line of his body. "Do you want Allen to return here? Considering?"
Deep down she does, if she's being honest. She wants him back where she can try to protect him. Him, and Kanda, and Lavi, too.
But.
"I hope he finds peace, and that he's safe, most of all. Even if I can't ever see him again." It breaks her heart to say it, to even think it. But that's all she can pray for, now.
D.Gray-Man / Kanda POV / (vague) Yuulen & (implied) Yulma
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He’s come back to the Black Order to pay his debt (since death still has no plans to take him like it took Alma, it seems, and there are words gnawing at the back of his throat, waiting to burst out), only to find out that the damn Bean Sprout got arrested (for letting Kanda and Alma go, for hiding them), and then broke out and got himself officially classified as a Noah.
Wonderful.
It’s a surprise (and he doesn’t say this to Lenalee when they talk about the brat, she’d get even more weepy about it) that Crown Clown hasn’t blown up in his stupid, buffoonish face, and caused him to Fall at the first vague thought of defecting from the Order.
Stupid, idiot Bean Sprout. You have a fucking death wish, don’t you?
(‘You keep saying that, but your opinion of him has changed,’ something that sounds a little bit like Alma chides from a corner of his mind.
‘He’s still an absolute moron, and everyone knows it,’ he shoots back because it’s true.)
Still, no matter what, Kanda needs to find him, needs to talk to him, needs to…
He needs to tell him…
Well, there are things that need to be said, before he can move on and rest, as much as he’s rather choke than have to breathe the words out into the open.
(‘You’ve said thank you already, and you’ve called him by his name. You’ve already started,’ that little voice insists.
‘Shut the hell up,’ Kanda also insists.)
“I’m going to kick your damn ass, Allen Walker,” Kanda vows, muttering to himself as he tails Johnny to the train station. “Just you wait.”
“I see I came at a bad time,” Lenalee says, scratching her cheek with a finger and looking down at the ground. “Do you want me to leave?”
Allen looks up at her, almost startled. “What? No, no!” He waves his hands, a smile, one that she rarely sees so freely anymore, lifting the corners of his lips. “I’m sorry, Lenalee, I just have a lot on my mind.” Then, as though he finally realized what she’s actually said, he hurries to add, “And no, you don’t have to leave. Please,” he points to the bed opposite his, “sit down.”
Lenalee smiles, for all that she can’t help feeling a little sad, and a lot concerned. Allen has been… distant, lately. Not cold, or unapproachable, really, but… withdrawn, like the entire world is balancing very precariously on his shoulders and he struggles to keep it together without bothering those around him. The announcement of his status as the vessel of the Fourteenth Noah has changed so many things. For everyone, of course, not just Allen, but Lenalee knows it’s the hardest for him, his burden to bear.
She just wishes he wouldn’t have to bear it alone.
She makes herself comfortable on the edge of the bed, tucking one leg beneath herself, and looks at him for a few long moments. “Wh- what is it?” he asks, cheeks flushing from the scrutiny (and really, it’s adorable. He’s adorable).
(She wants to wrap him up in about a dozen soft blankets and hide him away from this awful world.)
She shrugs. “I just wanted to see how you were,” she offers, voice soft in the way that they both know means she’s worried but won’t force him to talk if he doesn’t want to. “I haven’t managed to see you in almost a month now, I was just…”
“Worried?” he finishes for her, head tilted knowingly.
“About you overworking yourself, yes.” Because it’s better to nag him for this, than be yet another person worrying about his inner Noah. “You’ve been taking too many missions lately, Allen, and you look like you haven’t slept in about as long as I haven’t seen you,” she scolds, puffing her cheeks for effect.
Allen looks sufficiently chastised, but his smile widens, relaxes, and becomes closer to the one she’s always loved seeing on his face. He lowers his head, ears red. “You’re right,” he agrees. “Maybe I could ask Komui for a couple of days’ break, if we can afford it. I’m sure Link will also appreciate the rest.”
As if Howard Link would stop doing his job of following you around everywhere if you take a break from cases, Lenalee thinks to herself, but doesn’t say out loud. Still, she nods.
“Yes,” she says instead. Then, she has an idea.“Maybe we can go into town, too. We haven’t seen much of Paris since we moved here.” Her brother will flip his lid when (if? no, when) he hears about it, but Lenalee doesn’t care. Allen needs a day off, needs to feel like he’s more than a ticking time bomb, needs to feel like he’s more than a weapon, if only for a little while.
So does she, for that matter.
Allen laughs. “Komui would kill me,” he says, mirroring her thoughts. She can’t help giggling a little, too. “But, yes. That sounds nice. I’d like that.”
She nods, warmth and relief filling her chest to the brim. “That’s settled then.” She stands up. He does, too, ever polite. “I’ll talk to Brother about you getting some time off.” Then, with a wink, she adds, “The world won’t end if Allen Walker takes a couple of days to himself.”
“Let’s hope so,” Allen says, sounding a touch bit rueful.
Let’s hope so, indeed, she thinks as she leaves his room, and goes in search of her brother.
after alma dies, it takes kanda a while to realise that he won’t be joining any time soon, and that there are still things that keep him tied to the land of the living.
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he wakes up.
he doesn't know how much time has passed, but he wakes up, and he's still in the ruins of mater, and he feels like his body is about to shatter, but somehow he's still alive.
he hates god for it. he hates him for not letting him rest, for not letting him go into the darkness with alma, with...
he shakes his head. tries to stand up. it takes him a few tries, because his knees keep buckling, keep shaking from even the smallest effort.
he buries alma's remains, what little of them are left, at the base of the pillar where he took his last breath. he digs as far down as he can, his fingers bleeding and healing and bleeding and healing.
after, there is no sign that there even is a grave there. it pains him, because he'd have liked to give his precious ones a nice resting place, but there's still a war out there, still people who would kill for alma's cells.
so he leaves the grave unmarked. it's better that way. he'll be the only one who knows. even the bean sprout won't know more than that it's somewhere in these ruins.
the thought of allen brings back the memories from the battle at the north american branch. memories of rage and pain and guilt. memories of what his precious alma had been turned into, of lashing out at anything and anyone in his way... of crown clown dissolving into thin air and mugen slicing through flesh and a gentle hand gripping his shoulder and that voice that's only been that soft for lenalee and children snapping him out of his blood red haze.
there are few things that have actually shocked kanda yuu in his short life, and allen walker letting himself be impaled just to stop kanda's berserker rage is very high up on that short list.
and kanda would like to tell himself he doesn't understand the why of it, but he does. because allen walker is both the bane of his existence and a self-sacrificing asshole who will do anything to protect those he considers allies or friends.
and of course, despite his best efforts, the bean sprout has always considered kanda an ally.
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it takes him at least a week (he thinks) to realize that, not only does it look like he won't be dying of starvation, but also that his body is healing. slowly, but it's healing.
it takes him a few days more to realize that he cannot stop wondering about what happened at headquarters after the bean sprout sent them away. he can't, for the life of him, stop wondering what happened to the bean sprout. can't stop wondering, over and over again, if he turned into a noah in the end. and it makes his stomach do annoying things that taste too much like guilt.
and it eats at him. it eats at him like only one thing did in his life. and that helps make his decision easier.
two weeks later, he's back at the order, teasing lenalee about her puffy face and taking mugen back.